Rutting in the Rock Fields
Maud grunted as she hauled a large rock into the cart, knowing it had to be a geode as she tapped it and heard a soft, hollow thud from inside. She had been working in the fields of her family’s rock farm, wiping her brow with a slate-gray hoof to clear it of the sweat that had been gathering there.
Instead of traveling around and studying geology everywhere across Equestria as she usually did, her father had sent Maud a letter, asking for her help on a large order of geodes to ship to the Dragonlands for some festival or another, with them serving as part of the buffet. They had to have them all shipped out within the week, and they needed a lot. A literal metric tonne, in fact. She was called upon as the only one in the family with a Rocktorate degree in geology, and as such was the most qualified to find enough of the right stones within the limited timeframe given.
Each summer, the Pie family would meet up for a get-together since they didn’t see each other so often anymore, not after two of their family members had taken their own path, Limestone and Marble still living with their parents and working on their rock farm. This, however, was not the reunion she’d been expecting. Still, it was a rather nice sunny summer day, the sun shining across the many acres of rock-rich land, and slight cooling breezes often washed over the coats of the working ponies. It would be quite a nice day out, if Maud didn’t feel so hot already, sweating heavily in the relatively mild weather.
“This is so inconvenient, “ Maud whispered to herself, biting her lip slightly as she then grabbed up her pick and chipped away at one of the boulders that was in the grass field west of the farm, feeling a heated surge through her nethers. It was that time of the season again, a burning desire going through her body; lust, a thirst that needed to be quenched, one that only a stallion could quench properly.
She'd tried to commit herself fully to her work, hoping to distract herself from what her body desired - attempting to ‘walk it off’ and take care of her seasonal needs when she was in a more private space - however, the more she attempted to ignore her estorous needs, to the less avail it was.
The more Maud fought to keep herself from clopping herself raw, the more her work suffered as she started rubbing her hind legs together, focusing less and less on her work, and more on trying to fight her physical urges, or, mentally, against the urges to find a stallion to mount her. “Why does my estrus have to occur now, when we’re in a time crunch…and when I didn't even think to bring my estrus cooler...“ Maud said aloud, talking to herself again, then let out a sigh and put her tools aside in resignation.
She turned to the boulder once more, knowing it was a giant geode bursting with a massive amount of crystals, one that she simply couldn’t bring herself to harvest because of the distracting burning in her lower belly, before gently petting it with her hoof. “At least you don’t have such struggles,” she whispered to her stony companion, before she turned around, sitting down and leaning against that same stone now, facing their neighbors’ wheat field.
This is a good spot she thought as she looked around, with large rocks surrounding her in a U-shape, and the field of tall wheat stalks surrounding her and blocking the view of any potential voyeurs. It was then, moving her purple frock and equally purple tail aside, exposing her estrus-swollen, deep-grey slit to the world, that she started to attend her primal needs.
Maud closed her eyes, trying to recall images of stallions she’d seen who she’d liked the look of at the university. Focusing on one who seemed worthy of siring a foal to her, she slowly trailed her hoof over her chest, then down to her belly, over where her womb burned so hotly within her. She then touched her teats, giving a soft whimper as she stroked the erect nipple of one with the frog of her hoof. She played with her teats for a while, enjoying the sensations, as thoughts of them feeding foals came to her mind, her subconscious trying to inspire her to get a stallion to give her said foals. Having teased herself enough, Maud finally slid her hoof down to her marehood for some real relief.
Huffing at the first touch, Maud’s clit winked out and booped her frog in greeting, sending a ripple of long-needed pleasure down her spine. Her slit had been winking under her tail ever since she’d headed out to this field an hour ago, begging for a hoof or cock to grind over it, but had been denied until now. The touches of her own hoof weren’t as good as it would have been if it was somepony else pleasuring her; nor was her hoof, hard save for her frog, a good replacement for a slippery tongue or long, thick stallionhood sliding deeper inside her. Nonetheless, she just wanted to get rid of this burning and itch, the persisting sensations that had been bugging her all day.
As Maud was attending to her needs, the scent of her fertility and arousal soon strengthened, then spread around her further the more she jilled off, and more fluids than the small amount that had already been leaking from her all day started to flow freely. One large gust of the calm breeze happened to pick up her needing scent, carrying it across the rock farm. It soon reached another part of the field where her father, Igneous Pie, was working, chipping away at a small horde of rocks that Maud had told him were geodes.
As he was confronted with a lightly-musky odor, Igneous recognized this particular smell. A smell that awoke one of his most primitive of instincts, feeling his sheath loosing its contents as he instinctively started following the scent, trying to find the mare in heat who was releasing it.
Maud, meanwhile, was going at herself like a mare possessed, rubbing her clit as it rapidly winked from the sensations of her touches. She was feeling so very close to her much-needed release, yet every time she would bring herself to the cusp of her orgasm, it would always fade away, making her frustration grow even stronger. She tried again and again to satisfy herself, yet each time her pleasure would bleed away at the last moment, only making her burn get worse and worse further inside the more she tried to quell it without the right tool. A stallion’s tool. Her body made its demand very clear: a stallion's cock stretching her deep, and his soothing seed needed deeper yet inside her, or she would never get proper relief.
Meanwhile, Igneous had followed the scent of fertile mare to a large boulder on the western-most part of the farm, near the wheat field that occupied most of his neighbor’s land. As he went around the very large rock, expecting to perhaps see that one of the neighbor's daughters had gone into heat and wandered onto his land after scenting a stallion, his eyes settled on the true source of that siren’s call.
His own daughter!
His eldest offspring was sitting there, rubbing her estrus-swollen pussy raw. He knew that an estorous mare using a hoof on herself would never give her true satisfaction, though, and that it was a foal’s errand to even try. Everypony knew you had to get deep inside to scratch that itch, and a hoof simply couldn't do that. He knew that he had something that could, though; that he could give her just what she needed to put out that fire within her.
At first, Igneous was repelled by what he’d seen, with as unexpected as the source of that cloying pheromonal beacon had been, but as he watched his daughter trying to get relief that would never come to her, and could hear the desperation in her whimpers and sounds of pleasured frustration, he felt bad for her. She didn’t have a stallion to help her with her seasonal urges, as she’d never really focused on a relationship, wanting to get her Rocktorate and get settled in her career before she ever let romance claim any of her time. He knew, however, that her body couldn’t care less about her career. All it cared about was finding a mate, a stallion, and continuing her species.
Her eyes closed from the pleasure, Maud peaked once more, before with a frustrated groan she felt that pleasure fade away again just before she tipped over the edge, leaving her heat just that little bit hotter. As she opened her eyes, however, and saw her father staring at her crotch and soaked hoof, she blinked, moved her hoof away, then lowered her frock to cover herself with a light blush rosying her cheeks at being caught like that. “Hello father. I apologize for not working right now, but I am in estrus, and can’t focus on my job properly because of it.” Maud said in her usual monotone, though her nostrils flared a bit as her father got closer, taking in the scent of an older, but still quite virile, stallion. A scent she knew well, from living with him for nearly her whole life.
“Yes, well, t’is something unfortunate that most all mares must go through,” Igneous replied, seeing Maud blink again, "t’is a necessary thing though, for without it, ponies could not make new foals.”
“That’s true. I just really wish it was easier to deal with,” Maud said, still feeling that worsening burning in her belly now after her failed attempts at self-release.
"T'is easy to deal with indeed, with a stallion, but what often becomes of 'dealing with it' can be the troublesome part," Igneous replied, giving a small, but humorless, smile.
As she looked at her father, looking rather good for his age, and ripped from all the physical labor he did daily, Maud didn’t see just her father in him anymore. She saw and smelled a virile stud of a stallion in front of her and, as she looked down, she could see he was unsheathed and half-hard from her scent. “Maybe, since I can see you’re so interested, and you say it's so easy for a stallion to do so…maybe you would be willing to help me with my estrus?”
Before her father could react, Maud had stood and turned around, using her flagging tail to push the back of her frock up, and revealing her swollen, deep-gray marehood, slathered with her thick fluids, to him. “I need a stallion, and you are a stallion. I was so nearly to my climax when you came here, and now I want you to help me get it,” Maud said, her clit winking at her father in a primal, undeniable invitation to mount and breed her, “After all, there is nothing in Equestrian law that says a stallion cannot help his daughter with her heat.”
Igneous was initially hesitant at accepting his daughter’s offer, never seriously thinking of her as a mate before, despite the occasional fleeting thoughts whenever she was in heat and his subconscious pushed him to claim her. Now, though, as she presented her fertile body to him, her clit winking as she looked over her shoulder at him expectantly, he felt his shaft slap against his underbarrel.
Who was he, as a hot-blooded stallion, to refuse such a blatant offer to breed her from a sexy, fertile mare?
Igneous approached his daughter with quiet breeding whinnies and, though her face was just as emotionless as it always was, save for her softly flushed cheeks, Maud’s body just radiated an undeniable joy at the prospect of cooling her heat with an actual stallion for the first time. When he mounted her, Maud's body quivered as his chest ground against her croup, her legs locking on instinct to help keep them both upright as she accepted part of his weight onto her. His flare was nearly in the right position as he covered her, and with a small shift of the hips from him, he felt the heat and slickness of his daughter’s slit on it. He let out a small huff at the feelings, his hips quivering in anticipation of pressing forth, of making his cock spread those lips and slide inside that promising warmth, but that was soon foiled.
Maud was instead the one who pushed her hips back, sinking her father inside of herself to claim her first time with a stallion, and her whole body tensed at the wholly new, and initially mildly painful, sensation of being spread apart inside by a real stallion cock. She kept pushing her hips back against her father, sliding more and more of his rock-hard shaft inside her, spreading her virgin passage wide. While she didn’t say a word, and her expression was still stoic, Maud’s body sure reacted strongly. She felt her heart pounding, her inner muscles squeezing down on her father’s penis, pulling its instinctive pair deeper into herself as each inch it touched and stretched felt cooler, just from him merely being inside of her. “Oh, yes, go deeper,” Maud said in a monotone as she felt her father start to push his hips forward, slipping more of his girthy eleven inches inside her, making her feel that much more satisfied with each one.
Finally, within a few seconds, Igneous could feel the entirety of his daughter’s foal-passage clenching down on him, his balls pressed to her teats, feeling her clit winking against them as he’d hilted in her. He savored the feeling of a virgin mare’s pussy caressing his cock so firmly, his forelegs gripping around her sides as he enjoyed her hot, tight insides. As she started rocking her hips again however, he was knocked from his reverie as he was reminded of just why he was mounted on her, and with his flare pressed to her deepest barrier.
He was here to breed her.
Soon, Maud felt as her father pulled from her, making an increasing need build in her to have that stallionhood deep inside her again, immediately, as each inch slid out. “Please Dad, I need you deep inside me. I want you to mate with me like a feral stallion,” Maud said, with about as much emotion as a toaster, after he held himself outside of her for a few seconds, a nearly tortuous tease for them both. But, from being around her for so long, he could indeed tell that she felt quite strongly about her desire just from her body language. The desire to be fucked by her father, and have him cool her needs.
So, giving his daughter’s crest a loving little nuzzle, Igneous did just as she’d asked. He pressed back inside Maud’s warmth, hearing a soft huff from her as she bodily quivered, her pussy squeezing down on him intensely, her body’s passionate actions and her apparent emotional coldness strongly contrasting each other. “Oh yes, dad, please, do that more,” Maud said, only too happy to feel as he slid from, then into her again, filling her full of stallion-cock once more, “I want you to go harder now. You feel hard, like a long, hard stalagmite inside me. I love that feeling.”
As he heard Maud say how much she loved feeling him inside her, Igneous was only too eager to please the fertile, begging mare beneath him, whether she was his daughter or not. He kept thrusting his hips, pulling most of his length from her, before plunging right back into that welcoming heat. He could feel her muscles clasping around his shaft, trying to keep it inside for just a moment longer each time he went to pull from her. She was betrayed each time by her own slickness, however, which her body just kept making more and more of as she was bred, with it dripping from their union in long, gooey strands.
“Father, I’m…” Maud mumbled some seconds later, before her whole body stiffened. Igneous moaned as he felt his daughter’s pussy go crazy around his shaft, clenching and clenching down rhythmically as she clearly came hard after all her edging earlier on only his fifth thrust, a heavy gush of her fluids washing his balls in her liquid pleasure as her dad's cock brought her to her peak at long last.
Maud had never felt anything like this before, letting out a soft huff at the feeling of an ecstasy that her hoof could never provide. It felt like her hoof, but all the way inside of her, deeper than even her cooler reached, right where the itch and burn were instead of just at the surface, so far away from where it needed to be. She felt the involuntary contractions of her passage as it milked her father’s stallionhood, doing its best to claim a foal from him, even if it was fruitless in the end.
Igneous wasn’t quite there yet, having only gotten a few thrusts into her before his daughter burst like a dam. He did, however, feel some pride at setting his mare over like that so quickly, even if making a mare in heat cum was no huge feat, with as sensitive to touch as they were down below, and especially deep within their needing pussies. As he waited for her to calm down, feeling her clenches inside and her bodily tremors calming, he started using his hooves to gently rub over her rock-hard, muscular barrel as he gave her crest little nuzzles, helping her come down from her pleasure-high.
“Y-you haven’t orgasmed inside me yet…” Maud said flatly as she finished her climax, with the smallest hint of disappointment in her voice; she was still feeling the burn deep within her belly, one that only a stallion’s seed could hope to cool. It was only a moment after she’d cum before she was rocking her hips again, sliding her father’s dark-brown hardness an inch in and out of her pink softness each time. “Keep going. I want you to cool my heat the right way. Inseminate me, like a stallion should do to his fertile mare. I want you to ejaculate as deep as you can into my vagina.”
Hearing his offspring’s offer, and too far gone to care about any potential consequences of doing as she had asked him to - feeling the heated insides of a fertile mare squeezing his shaft, her clit winking on his sheath and balls, her needy scent permeating his muzzle and brain - his hips were shifting again in tandem to hers before he even knew what he was doing.
While Maud didn’t speak much as her father had his way with her at her demand, her body spoke volumes, her whole self shivering in pleasure as her passage practically nursed his member for his stallion-milk, bliss filling her mind each time he pressed to her deepest core. “Yes, good, keep going, just like that…” Maud droned out, the feeling of a long, hard, thick stallionhood inside of her making her feel complete after so long without, so many heats squandered in misery with just a chilled piece of water-filled plastic to take the very edge off. It made her wonder why she’d waited so long to share her first time with a stallion until now, if it brought such overwhelming pleasure and satisfaction as this.
Igneous, meanwhile, did exactly as asked, keeping his pace, the feeling of Maud's ribbed inner walls sliding over him being something he couldn’t help but love and want more of with each pull out. Her needing insides quite quickly brought him to his finish too, that needling desire to seed this mare’s ripe womb nearly overwhelming. That she was his daughter, his body simply didn’t care, and nor did he, at that point.
Maud gave a soft groan as she felt her sire flaring inside her, his broad tip stretching her quite significantly. Earth ponies were quite famous for their thick cocks, and their huge flares and big, virile balls, after all, and her father’s were no exception. As she felt that extra stretch deep inside her, Maud started pushing back eagerly into her father’s thrusts, finding them getting more and more shallow the bigger he grew and more he stretched her inside, pulling out less each time. “Oh yes, Dad, ejaculate inside me. Make me reach an orgasm with you. Let me feel your semen within my uterus.”
Even with his daughter’s sexy talk clearly not up to snuff, her body more than made up for it as she clearly neared another climax, her muscles starting to rhythmically contract around him, her whole frame shaking from the relentless thrusts and stimulation from a worthy sire to her foals.
As Igneous felt his finish bubbling up inside him, his cock stiffening that bit more as his flare reached its maximum size, he couldn’t bring himself to pull out of the perfect warmth surrounding him even if he had wanted to, with her pussy squeezing on his flared dick, holding its flare firmly and trying to coax what it most desired from him. Instead, he pressed his hips forward as far as he could, sinking into his little girl balls-deep to give it just that. Grasping around her barrel a bit tighter as he felt his swollen flare press to her cervix, sealing against the entrance to her semen-craving womb, he gave a soft breeding whinny before he tipped over that final edge.
Maud gave a soft moan as she felt her father’s stallionhood pulsing rhythmically inside her, as well as the washes of warm semen flooding the inside of her womb for the first time, the thick, proven-virile foal-cream clinging to its walls. She started trembling again as she felt that warm, gooey sensation over and over again, hitting so deep inside her as his massive mating-plug of a flare held it all in, set her over again.
Letting out another huff as her legs felt weak again, Maud’s body launched her into another strong orgasm as she was filled with the seeds of a new life. She felt herself squeezing around him involuntarily as Igneous pulsed load after huge load into her eager womb, billions of his sperm flooding inside her fertile core, seeking out their only objective of her egg as they pervaded deeper into her tract. Her sire, seeking to become the sire of her first foal, too.
A few seconds later, Igneous came off his high, though kept deep inside his precious daughter, his broodmare, instinctively wanting to keep his seed as far inside her as possible, his swollen flare keeping anything from escaping her well-filled womb. As he looked back, he saw her lower belly bulging slightly, as though she’d eaten quite the feast, if a bit lower down her barrel.
Surprised as he was at just how much he’d put out for his needing little girl, he knew he wasn’t done yet. Still hard as granite inside her despite his advancing age, Igneous once more started rutting into this fertile mare a mere twenty seconds after he'd finished cumming the first time. “D-Dad…Dad…” Maud said in a mantra, still recovering from her orgasm as her father again started to hump into her, stirring up her overly-sensitive passage once more.
Maud wasn’t complaining, though, as good as it felt to have her mate keep thrusting into her, to feel him compacting his huge previous deposit of foal-cream into her womb each time he hilted. Though she felt the burn of her estrus cooling from the stallion hormones in her father’s semen, she wasn’t unwilling to accept more of his seed into herself, nor more pleasure from him. That was her instinctive job as a mare, after all: to be bred by a worthy mate again and again, until she was sure her womb would swell with his foal. Besides, the damage was done after all, his billions of potential foals swimming around in her womb already, so getting bred again by the sexy stud surely couldn’t make anything worse by adding billions more.
Igneous kept rutting Maud’s warm, wanting hole, his earth pony endurance put on full display as he kept going full steam ahead even after his first orgasm. He still had plenty more to give, after all. He kept going until he felt his mate tense again after a couple of minutes of ceaseless thrusting later, feeling her tremble as he made his oversensitive daughter cum again, only noticeable by her bodily quivers, vaginal contractions and winking, and a quiet grunt from her as she gushed more marecum onto his balls.
Igneous followed soon after, feeling himself flaring in his child's milking heat, and pressing his flare to seal against her cervix once more. He let out another, louder breeding whinny as he planted a second large load right into her uterus, adding more to the already massive deposit he'd just put there as he weakly thrust his hips; his whinny letting the world know he’d bred his mare, making her womb bulge out like she was in her first months of pregnancy already. If the first injection of his hot stallion cum hadn't gotten her pregnant, this one surely would. His instincts told him so.
Igneous then rested on Maud’s back for a while as his cock gradually slowed its throbbing, finally feeling the fatigue of roughly breeding her twice in a row as he reached empty for a second time within his daughter. As he rested, he simply enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy squeezing around his flared cock, the sensation of her cervix against his swollen flare and softly pressing into it each time she clenched down on him, pulling more of his seed into her womb each time, incredibly satisfying.
"Happy Father's Day," Maud said after Igneous dismounted her some minutes of catching their breath later, giving a little smile, the first visible emotion she'd displayed since they'd started, "I mean, I know it's not actually Father's Day, but...well...you're likely going to be a father again, with as much semen as you just ejaculated into my womb, twice, while I was in estrus. Was. The burning is gone now.”
"Oh no!" Marble Pie exclaimed as she approached at a trot, seeing her older sister standing there, dripping a large glob of their father's fresh sperm, his softening cock coated in the same. She’d heard the breeding whinny and came to investigate, and now she sat down beside her sister, using a forehoof to spread her right vulva lip. Marble wanted to see the extent of the damage, but only caused a large dollop of Igneous's profuse cum to drool out, stringing towards the ground. The sensation of it sliding over Maud's clit caused it to wink, with her raising her left-rear leg in reaction.
"I, uh...well..." Igneous stumbled over his words, caught off-guard by Marble's sudden approach, but their actions and the result was quite visible already, "...she...she appeared that she needed aid with her heat, so...I aided her."
"Look what you did!" Marble fussed, watching as more incestuous cum drooled from Maud's spread pussy, able to feel her muscles contracting as Maud winked again while she still held her open with a hoof, "You were supposed to cum outside! Maud is in heat, remember? Now she's going to get pregnant for sure!" She sighed, looking at her father with worried eyes, "What are we going to tell Mom?"
"I think today was my ovulation day, too. That would explain why you smelled so irresistible to me, and me to you. But don't worry," Maud said, her face once more to its usual stoicism. Inside, though, she was beaming at the prospect of having a strong foal, her father's genes sure to produce a healthy, gorgeous child for her.
"Our foal will be beautiful..."
"Well, I shall just tell her the truth," Igneous said, looking at Marble, "Maud was in estrus, so I assisted her with quelling it. T'wouldn't be the first time an earth pony father helped his daughter with assuaging her estrus. Cloudy will understand. Besides, Maud can later brew up some of that special tea that will prevent a pregnancy, to make sure..."
He was interrupted as Maud shook her head. "No. I'm not going to drink the tea, and if your sperm does take root, I'm going to keep the foal. I'm sure it will be quite pulchritudinous, coming from your genes. Well, if I only have one. After all, you’ve conceived twins before with mom, so maybe you just did so again with me too."
Igneous, coming off his breeding haze, looked concerned, seeing his profuse load drooling from his daughter’s pussy as she looked back to him, seeing a similar worried expression on Marble’s face as she looked at him too, still holding her sister’s pussy open. There was little doubt that she would get pregnant with that much of his incestuous essence inside her, much of it likely in her womb itself, from how deep he'd cum both times. “But what about your career? I thought you wanted to go to Manehattan, and work with all the experts there at the Manehattan Geological Society. Surely you cannot do that still with a foal, or even worse, with two!” Igneous said, worried now that this unplanned tryst would lead to a course in his daughter’s life she didn’t want to take, but the small smile growing on her muzzle again countered that thought.
“Oh, I’m sure I can manage. I’m a Pie, after all, and Pies are as hard as Holder’s Boulder.”
~
Months later, Igneous watched with pride as Maud opened her letter of acceptance into the Manehattan Geological Society. As he saw her swollen midsection under the maternity gown she wore, with her looking rather big for how far along she was, that emotion morphed from one of paternal pride to that of a hint of lust, remembering just who was the sire of those foals.
Maud, true to her word, hadn’t prevented the pregnancy, and his seed indeed had taken root in the fertile furrows of her womb after their time rutting in the rock fields. Twice. His wife, Cloudy Quartz, had been none too happy at Maud’s announcement of her pregnancy by her husband, and Maud’s father for that matter, but had accepted it once Maud explained that she’d chosen to bear his foal or foals, and it had all been consensual. After all, earth ponies weren’t prudes about family-loving, not like those stuffy unicorns. Plus, Maud being cured of her heat had made her so much more productive, able to focus on finding, mining, and shipping those geodes in no time flat, and easily crushing the quota for the job well before time with that overwhelming urge to be bred satisfied. They'd even gotten a bonus, which Igneous had generously put most of aside for his new grandfoal...that he'd sired.
As he hugged Maud in congratulations and felt her foal-swollen barrel press to his, Igneous saw a twinkle of joy in her eyes despite her usual, straight expression, and she nuzzled his cheek affectionately. “You know,” Maud said, looking her father dead in the eyes, before she cracked a small, happy smile, “I’ll probably have given birth to these two by the time I get back from my trip to study in Neighpal. I've decided that I want more foals by you. Maybe…maybe we could make another one then? Or...perhaps another set of twins?”
Igneous’s jaw wasn’t the only thing that dropped as she’d said that.
