How to calm down during a storm
Soon, a pegasus with dark fur and a singular mane would have to go to work at night, so while he waited for the right time, he thought that waiting at Sugarcube Corner would be a good occupation. Drinking a little apple juice straight from the city farm and chatting with a few friends had done well for him, but now they were off on their own nightly adventures, or just resting at home in the peace and quiet that their four walls and roof provided.
Rumble had to finish his homework before bed, he thought, feeling almost sleepy in the flexible texture of his top, which was even darker than his coat, which was enough to realize that he was not shirtless. Even if he was doing a bad job to hide the not abusive but perfectly visible musculature at first glance of the pegasus, which was not the goal anyway. His shorts, greyer than his own tail, were there for that purpose. The glass of Thunderlane was also empty with time, and as he took a sip every minute, he knew that 20:00 was approaching, if the black clouds and the increasingly visible disappearance of the Celestia sun were reliable indicators from his place.
It was also the time when the place was no longer run by their usual managers, but by their protected Pinkie Pie, well known throughout the city for her infectious energy and constant good humor. Her apron was still in place on the front and held in place by the knot behind her back, having little use for changing it now rather than in her own home later. Her green shirt and short pants matching her mane and tail color showed the current season outside, as well as the flesh that her massive thighs contained. She was surprised to still see a pony at this time, and did not ask for his rest to go to his side a few minutes before closing, knowing that no one would return.
"Still here Thunderlane, want another juice before I close?" She offered as cheerfully as usual, seeing that he had seen her coming and already placed his coin on the round table.
"No thanks Pinkie, I stayed in because I'm busy tonight." He nodded in agreement as the earthy mare sat to his right.
"Are you going to work?" she guessed quickly as Rainbow Dash had already told her about some operations under the Luna moon for the weather center. Then she spotted a strange neon light through the store's glass door, which stopped her infectious smile.
"Exactly, tonight there is going to be a ...." as if he had invoked it by calling her, the first lightning of the night decided to be heard with a crazy rumble, seeming quite close to the Sugarcube itself.
Then the night went out of control.
The mare felt a vibrating shiver in her back that made her jump from her place to the front, where the stallion was, to find herself clinging to him as if her life depended on him. No need to describe the surprise that settled over that same stallion as the mare began to tremble and whimper with fear.
"Pinkie, what are you..." he tried to say as Pinkie's exaggeratedly ample chest now covered his muzzle, preventing him from berating her. Even his arms were locked by the mare's, who wasn't earth pony for nothing. The sobbing continued as a second bolt of lightning struck just outside the door, which let everything show, as well as the sound that occurred at the same moment this time.
Thunderlane had to find a way out of this quickly, not only did he have to stop the storm that was literally his job, but his current position, while pleasant at first, was becoming quite cumbersome. The exaggeratedly tight arms around his abdomen could hurt if he relaxed too much as well as the thundering chest threatened his very life by clogging his airway. As cries and screams were louder than the lightning outside, he loosened up enough to cock his head to the side so he could speak.
"Pinkie Pie, what's the matter with you? Get off me!" He ordered as he felt the pressure around him tighten a little more. Ile didn't want it to come to this, but it looked like he would have to force his way out of her embrace.
"Thunderlane, I'm afraid of storms, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!" Howled the pink mare with her eyes still closed, trying not to let the flash of lightning that always found a loophole in them, and her ears only focusing on the rumble knowing it was coming.
"Pinkie, I have to go precisely to stop this, that's why I stayed here. You won't be scared anymore when the clouds clear after I go I promise." Thunderlane argued.
But another warning of the crash outside caused Pinkie to curl a little further forward, and lower on the stallion, freeing her arms but not releasing the grip on her body. His muzzle was now closer to his crotch than his head, which worried the pegasus, glancing out to make sure no one saw them. No one on the horizon, and it was as he turned back to her that Thunderlane's face turned red. Pinkie had just buried her nose in the sensitive area, and the stallion's eyes widened when he felt the deep sniffing and cold air that came from it.
"Mmmh, I'd do anything to get you to stay." Succeeded in saying Pinkie before finally lowering the power of his embrace to take the top of the pants of his companion of storm, to which she was terrified that a new blow was preparing.
"Pinkie, stop it damn it's not the ..." But before her complaint could be uttered, a quick movement of her right arm removed the clothing from the bottom of Thunderlane's intimate area, leaving her right in front of the mare's face who regained her smile instantly.
"WOW!!! Nice piece!" she said innocently as she brought her muzzle closer again and lay down on the seat to have more freedom in her movements, her arm that surrounded the body of the stallion joining the other in this new world.Another bolt of lightning struck near the trees in front of Sugarcube Corner, but she barely noticed it as the roar reached her ears.
Above this spectacle, Thunderlane was paralyzed not by the force, but by the improbability of such a sequence of actions as this taking place before her eyes. Pinkie had her breasts ready to pop out of her light garment and rested on Thunderlane's thigh, which could move at any time if he wished. But such a sudden movement would cause Pinkie's face to fall on its place, something he didn't want, besides the intoxicating warmth his body gave him, it seemed better than facing the icy wind and the dangerous lightning, even if Thunderlane was specially designed for this task deadly for anyone else. And what about the...
"Let's go!" Pinkie warned before grabbing the already half-sheathed limb of the stallion with one hand and starting back and forth movements while looking at him with her wide eyes.
The startle of surprise was too quickly followed by a first moan of pure happiness by feeling the soft contractions with which his member was familiar. All consideration for anything other than staying to be jerked off by the pink mare had disappeared from his mind, Thunderlane losing the rigidity in his body and getting comfortable in his seat. It wasn't the fastest or even the smoothest she'd been given, but Pinkie certainly had experience or an innate gift for having that level of control in her right palm. His left hand began to remove his clothing at the same time her mouth touched the tip of his sex. The stallion not remaining totally inactive understood what she wanted and undid the knot in her back that held her apron, it wouldn't do to mess it up with all that. He even had the strength to pull it off and set it on the table in front of him as Pinkie straightened up to properly remove his shirt, finally freeing his huge, almost purple-tipped mounds of flesh.
"You don't mind staying now that I'm helping you with this huh?" She asked
ironically, laughing as if before the storm to point out that the little stallion was no longer at first try. Thunderlane did notice his own ever growing sex, Pinkie Pie having aroused him enough to force him to have to intervene quickly, which she did.
Grabbing her breasts with her fluffy hands, she returned to the attack by leaning on the stallion's thigh and what was left of his pants and finally locked his cock between them. She went on without waiting of top in bottom, burying the black sex in her before it goes out in front of her nose, or at least its salty end which she had tasted just before. The pegasus had to make space for his wings that came out abruptly from his back and the back wall while moaning, the handjob he was undergoing was so sumptuous that lightning was not even a sound for him, nor for the one who was afraid of it a few minutes ago.
His right hand finally met her frilly mane as delicious to the touch as the mare's tongue that titillated her tip every time it came out of her breasts. Putting his palm down, he began to lower the mare's head, barely, against her chest which didn't seem to bother her. She still had the space to move aside if she wished, then the stupor of the stallion was once again total as she lowered herself on her member through her breasts, swallowing all the cock that was not already engulfed. The lips, tongue circling her and the beginning of her throat being felt made Thunderlane moan, letting out a stream of pre-cum, while he himself didn't feel like cumming so fast.
"Damn Pinkie, you're amazing!" He confessed, then confessed again. "I can't wait to fuck you so much."
Another flash, but all Thunderlane felt was the mare swallowing his cock down after up from his head, without him even having to beg, she had definitely heard his promise and must have been looking forward to it too. She still did not withdraw her breasts, seeming very comfortable in this position, or maybe their size would bother her if she left more on a deep throat, still she did not lose in vigor. Her movements brought the stallion in the clouds without being in Cloudstale, taking the opportunity to bring his arms closer to caress his bare back while she worked skillfully. Her tongue traveled between every vein and point of interest as the sucking sounds further swelled Thunderlane's cock in her mouth, his chest acting as a comfortable pillow for her to rest on.
As if that wasn't enough, her buttocks carelessly competing with his chest in front began to wiggle back and forth on the seat, bringing the stallion's gaze and desire. He wanted so badly to hit one side to see the repercussions on the whole system and the ripples that would follow, but he chose to bite his lip instead as he brought his gaze back to his hair that was still moving. As if he didn't think he'd get any further when she'd been jerking him off and sucking him for a while now.
Then she withdrew her lips to ask him.
"Don't you want to spank me, I find it very exciting!" She said as she looked into his eyes shining with ecstasy.
That's when Thunderlane realized that Pinkie was a slut, so he reached forward to pull her pink ass out into the open, spread her tail with one hand, and with the other he allowed himself the biggest slap his excitement would allow. The whole of the mare's backside swayed to the sides in a hypnotic way, Pinkie even letting out his first howl not of fear this time, but of pure pleasure. The stallion could not hold back, he had to do it, it had to continue.
"PINKIE, I WANT TO FUCK YOUR ASS NOW!" He shouted, spanking her to stop her work with her breasts which she had quickly taken over, only to see a big smile with her teeth out.
"Okie dokie!" She argued as she got out of her lying position in front of Thunderlane's cock to fully remove her already very short pants anyway and position herself in front of the table. The pegasus also removed his top and leaving his dry torso in view, her muscles would be used. She laid her hands flat while her apron and even the money from the drink still rested there, and ended up lifting her tail to the side so that the stallion had a perfect view of her case. She also allowed herself a movement of the head to see Thunderlane at the attention, as well him as his member largely drawn up and aiming already his hole.
But before, the stallion had to check that she was prepared to welcome him, so he lowered himself to catch her plump buttocks with his powerful hands and spread them, bringing a bird moan in response. Two fingers in her pussy proved she'd be easy to take from this side, but Thunderlane specifically wanted her ass, and the way she invited him to slam her, she wanted it too. Another thunderclap rumbled as he gave his first licks, and he was sure Pinkie had moved for him rather than the storm. All the mares he gave proper help to had praised the oral ease Thunderlane had during their intimate moment after all.
"Oh Thunderlane, I wonder which one of us is better with his tongue!" She then claimed that each deep blow in her stolen hole caused her to kick the ground slightly in reflex.
He did the thing more quickly than for other mares because he could see that in view of the width of the thing, more was not necessary, even if devouring that backside longer was very tempting, the program was different. As if to support his thought, his length was easily placed in front of the hole that was waiting for nothing more than a replacement at the height of the tongue of Thunderlane. He gladly gave it to her, especially when it was Pinkie who was moving her ass backwards because she had no more patience and wanted to be fucked. With a hand on either side of her cute marks, he sank straight down to half of her depths.
"Oh YES!" She screamed, arching her back at the same time as a flash of lightning lit up the scene from outside. She was so needy that she began to want to set the pace by rocking herself on that cock staying straight so as not to deviate. Except that she was not the one who asked to be fucked now, and she understood it quickly enough.
Thunderlane left his posture of attentive partner to start a good, dominant, traditional rut, the kind Pinkie would love anyway. Still holding her huge ass, he kept his upper body upright to put all his strength into her pelvis and strongly chained the pushs and exits, so that very soon his member was going almost entirely into the back of the pink slut who was suffering on the table. And to undergo it seemed to like with the sight of its cheers and moanings more and more pronounced, the only thing which competed were the dull noises of clacking between this splendid bottom and the crotch of Thunderlane, even the storm was nothing any more for the couple that a remote memory.
He continued his movements, putting a few more slaps on the cute marks to increase his pleasure of domination in addition to that of the invigorating pain for her. The breasts moved in their own space during this time, between Pinkie and the table and their trajectory matching the ongoing fucking. Thunderlane decided to continue his work by bending just below the mare to grab her breasts and knead them, her back and hair serving as the down, their bodies blending together.
Their composition was similar to Pinkie's fat ass, but with more softness, forcing whoever had them in their hands to stretch them in every direction and sense. The slaps on her ass and the force applied to her chest only brought Pinkie closer to the edge, screaming action after action of the satisfaction she felt at being pounded and played with. She could have grabbed her apron still in front of her to muffle her screams, but either she was no longer aware of her surroundings, or she decided to let Thunderlane know exactly what he was giving her with his rut.
"Ah aAH, i think i'm gonna ..."
Resisting for a moment like this, the mare was surprisingly the first to physically release her ecstasy, her pussy quickly dripping with her juices which ended up on the floor of the bakery which should be empty by now. But it's not so little that will make his companion stop over her back, himself looking for his own release now in her ass, having realized that she wouldn't say anything more to protest it.
"Hey, get ready Pinkie..." He warned anyway, feeling compelled to do so without the mare reacting.
A few more big thrusts were enough to reach the long-awaited climax, the last one completely filling the mare who managed to contain his entire cock. And for the only time tonight, Thunderlane outpaced his partner in volume as he finally let loose in her hole, pouring load after load while still tightening his grip on her tits and maintaining himself. The sensation of new heat also made Pinkie moan, not wanting to waste a drop of Thunderlane's cum. But despite her impressive depth to accommodate her entire black stallion, a little white liquid spilled out, hitting hers on the floor.
If a lightning had accompanied this moment, it would have been perfect, pity that they both collapsed on the table first, the stallion releasing the breasts of the mare which crushed. He slowly pulled out of her ass, bringing a little more of his cum out as well. Catching their breath after a fuck that would stay in their memories, Thunderlane pulled back from Pinkie's hair that had tangled with him during the act, admiring the view from above.
The mare who had brought him to fuck brutally rested peacefully on the table, naked, eyes closed and seeming to sleep, as if she did this every night. Breathing one last time the air filled with their two smells, the stallion allowed himself a warm smile as he got dressed. Regaining awareness of his surroundings, he looked out and remembered why he was there in the first place, in other words not to fuck the sexy mare, although he had ended up doing that anyway, how could he say no to Pinkie.
"It was great but I have to go now, I'm probably already late." He then explained that she was really asleep now, her body moving with the slight rhythm of her breaths. Thunderlane draped her apron over her body like a blanket, the cold would come back quickly now that the best part was over.
"I'll come back and check on you when I'm done if you're still here, and thank you." He finally kissed her free cheek then turned off the lights and walked out into the storm that he should have already beaten.
Author's Note
Other stories involving Thunderlane are being written (about sex or not)