Sheriff’s Deputy

by Ebonyglow

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Romance, Zipp Storm, Sex, Hitch Trailblazer
Length: 8778

Hitch finally has a day off, and he plans to spend it with his favorite mare. Little does he know, she has much more planned for him.

With a well-earned time off ahead of him, Hitch is eager to spend his day at the lake with his good friend Zipp - unfortunately for him, relaxing is the last thing he ends up doing. The summer sun in the cloudless sky is hot, but it's not the only thing that makes it hard to cool off. Zipp's cavalier attitude and generous assets leave him tackling a question he hadn't planned on tackling ~ what is the best way for a stallion to beat the heat...?

Cover and in story art by @Weloost on Twitter.

Published 2023-08-10 22:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2023-08-10 22:10:02 UTC

Off With A Hitch

Sifting through a stack of papers, Hitch carefully inspected his prepared list of responsibilities. Looking over each step and relaying them repeatedly in his head, he had himself engrossed.

"Hitch."

Though it was a simple list of instructions, he wanted to ensure it was clear as day. Perhaps a step may be too complex, or maybe he forgot something, or…

"Hitch!"

"H-huh?!" he blurted, blinking wildly and whirling around, meeting an unamused Sunny. "Oh! S-sorry, got a bit distracted…"

"You've gone over that list a million times," Sunny mumbled, glancing over her shoulder to see Sparky comfortably relaxing on her back. "I'm telling you, I can take care of Sparky and the sheriff's office for the day. You need a break."

"And you promised you'd go to the lake with me."

Hitch glanced to the side, seeing an equally unamused Zipp tapping her hoof impatiently against the ground.

Sighing, he reluctantly set the paper down, looking between the two mares. "I know, I know. It's just, I get worried is all."

"Listen, Hitch, if Pipp could handle taking care of this little gremlin for the day, then I can too," Sunny countered, setting Sparky down near a set of toys, leaving the dragon to entertain himself. "And you've got no paperwork to do, so all I've gotta do is just watch him."

As she had bent down to set Sparky down on the ground, Sunny had unintentionally flaunted her tush for Hitch to see. His eyes immediately darted to her thick, pillowy flanks, tracing each and every last curve she had. Resting between her buns, he caught a glimpse of her holes, with her ponut and pussy glistening from the faintest amounts of sweat thanks to the office's current lack of air conditioning.

Hitch had found himself ogling her ass plenty of times, appreciating just how fine a mare she was. Growing up with her had been platonic as could be, but nowadays, with him and her both full-grown ponies, he found himself lusting for that fat ass of hers more often than he could count. It wasn't just her, though. Spending all his time with five painfully hot mares was a gauntlet for his urges as a stallion.

Though, he did have a preference out of the lot.

Izzy, Pipp, Sunny, and Misty all had juicy asses, plump tits, and stellar personalities, all factors that made him crave the thought of pumping them full with a foal. Still, for him, one mare stood out. Hesitantly pulling his eyes off Sunny's perfectly presented ass, he looked at Zipp from the corner of his eye.

Honestly, with how fit she was and how often she worked out, he'd have thought she would be far more sleek and toned than the others, but it wasn't the case. Like the rest of the group, the pegasus had a fat ass, arguably the biggest in the bunch, hefty tits, and an immaculate body, but her personality was enough to make him swoon. Fiery, cheeky, and ever so adorable, her tomboyish nature, accompanied by her wit and charm, made for an archetype that had him nearly head over heels for her. He had imagined and dreamt many times about starting a herd with the mares he called his friends, but no matter the circumstances, Zipp was always the one he loved and craved the most.

"Yeah…I guess you've got a point," Hitch muttered, finally gathering the composure to reply. "If you're positive you can -"

"She can, Hitch!" Zipp blurted, trotting over and grabbing his foreleg. "C'mon! We've got a whole day of hanging out to do! I am not wasting it!"

Hitch yanked his hoof back, frowning over at her. "You go on ahead; I've gotta say bye to the little guy!"

Zipp rolled her eyes, letting out a frustrated groan before turning to leave. "Ugh, fine! But you better hurry!"

Spinning around to head towards the door, Zipp offered Hitch a more divine view than the one Sunny had presented him with earlier. Those white, massive asscheeks of hers bounced as she trotted towards the door, her tail swished from side to side, teasing him with a view of her tight pussy and taut backdoor, and her fat crotchtits swang below her as her hips swayed in salacious fashion. It was like Zipp was intentionally putting on a show for him, adding an extra bit of flair to her steps as she made her leave. Pushing the door open, she glanced back at him, snickering to herself before closing it behind her.

"You really are oblivious to it, aren't you?"

Hitch blinked wildly, snapped from his daze from Sunny's comment. "Pardon?"

She rolled her eyes. "Pfft, if the rest of us notice what you do, she definitely has too."

"Noticed what?" he blurted, wholly confused.

Sunny shook her head, chuckling to herself. "Nothing, you'll figure it out yourself soon." She pursed her lip, eyeing him up and down. "Though I've already called dibs on going second."

"Dibs on what?" he replied, his tone littered with frustration. "The hay are you talking about, Sunny? Are you just messing with me?"

"Let's call it that," Sunny snickered, nudging her head towards Sparky. "Say bye to the drake and get going. You've got a date."

Hitch blushed deeply, scurrying over towards Sparky and giving the now sleeping dragon a gentle pat on the head. "Take care of him, okay?"

"Hitch, he sleeps for hours. I'm pretty sure he'll be knocked out all day," Sunny grumbled.

"Still, just do your best."

"Mhm."

He trotted towards the door, pausing in the doorway and glaring back at her, blush ever-present. "And it's not a date."

Watching him slam the door shut, tittering to herself, Sunny rolled her eyes. "It'll be much more than just that, just wait and see.." She trotted towards a nearby mirror, wheeling around and presenting her flank to it. Eyeing her own drooling folds, she gnawed her lip and watched Hitch leave into the distance through the window. "Can't say I'm not jealous of her, though…"

"Hufff…haaa…phew…" Wheezing air into his lungs, Hitch gathered his bearings. Looking up, vision partially blurred from exhaustion, he glared at Zipp as she loomed near the lake's edge. "You couldn't have slowed down at all for me?"

Perking up, Zipp turned to face him. Looking him up and down, smirking, she tilted her head. "Dawww, the big strong sheriff is too tuckered out already? And here I was hoping you could keep up with your deputy." She trotted towards him, playfully booping him on the nose. "Stop being such a baby. The water looks great, the sun is shining, and we've got the whole day to kill the heat." She turned, flicking his nose with her tail. "So cut the whining, and let's get to having a gooood time~"

Hitch blushed, eyeing her now sweat-streaked flanks' wobble as she happily trotted away. Bar the occasional views he was getting of her goods as she walked, his mind was frazzled by what she had said. It didn't seem odd initially, but her emphasis on 'heat' and adding a sultry tone when she said 'good' certainly was abnormal. She was always cheeky with him, but the way she was going about things thus far certainly was different. Eyeing her ass again, he was befuddled, noting that she was swaying her hips even more than back at the sheriff's office. It was almost like she was teasing him, but he chalked it up to his hopeless wishes. As amazing as it was to think that, there wasn't any way a princess would go for a guy like him–let alone one as nonchalant and level-headed as Zipp.

Sighing to himself, forced to pry his eyes off her delicious buns lest he pop a very obvious boner, Hitch trotted up beside her. Eyeing the lake, noting that nopony else was around, he raised a brow. "Where the hay is everypony? Usually, this place is packed."

"O-oh! Uh…Pipp announced a huge performance right before we left, actually!" Zipp replied, stammering as she blushed a portion. "Told everypony in Maretime Bay about it!"

Suspicious, eyeing her up and down, Hitch pressed. "Huh…and why didn't she tell me? You obviously know."

"Erm…guess she assumed she didn't have to since she knew we had plans today!" Zipp answered, wrapping a wing around him and pointing towards the lake. "That doesn't matter! C'mon, the water is waiting!"

"Okay, but seriously why wouldn't we go - pah!"

Finding his face suddenly splashed with water as Zipp hopped into the lake, he wiped his face dry. Shaking his mane off, pouting his lip, he grumbled. "Seriously? You're not a foal; why would you jump into the shallow part of -"

His voice was locked in his throat as he looked over at Zipp. She was wading in the water, legs hidden beneath the blue tides as she looked back at him. Water ran down her form, gliding down her neck, chest, and, most importantly, ass. It highlighted her every curve, showing off how thick and enticing her rump was. Her tail was swished out of the way, allowing her perky ponut to peek between her plump cheeks. It seemed like she had done it intentionally, focusing on earning a rise from him—but he wouldn't dare make such a bold claim.

"What was that?~" she cooed, flashing him a smug grin as her pearly whites twinkled in the sun.

Even though Hitch had been fixated on her curves moments before, his eyes soon met hers, finding himself drinking in her beauty. That gorgeous smile, the way her eyes sparkled, the faint blush in her cheeks, and the way her eyes were lidded to taunt him just right—she was simply divine.

Heart fluttering, aroused and infatuated by the mare before him, he gulped. "N-nothing…"

"Hmmm?~" she hummed, waggling an eyebrow at him. "You sure there's not something you're distracted by?"

A hue of crimson crept into Hitch's cheeks as he frantically shook his head no. "N-nope! Just - erm - worried you might've gotten hurt jumping into such shallow water!"

"Oh, come on, Hitch, there's no way I could've gotten hurt!" She took a step forward, yelping in surprise. Leaning down, she lifted a particularly sharp stone out of the water, awkwardly chuckling. "Okay, maybe I'll give you a point on that one."

Hitch felt satisfied by her admittance, cantering through the water towards her. "Ha! Told you! Now imagine if you had landed on that!"

"It would've hurt," she replied, deadpanned. "Can we just go swimming now?"

Hitch bowed his head, letting out a satisfied sigh as he dipped his mane into the water. "Go right ahead! I'm nice and cozy wading over here."

Rolling her eyes, Zipp began to turn away, but not before playfully splashing water at him with a wing. Giggling as he splashed her right back, she took in a huff of air and dove underwater. Disappearing from his view, Hitch let out a relieved sigh.

Like it or not, he was struggling to contain his own arousal. Being around Zipp, alone, with her constantly, and to his knowledge, unintentionally flaunting her body was agonizing. She was easily the hottest mare in Equestria, with the rest of his friends taking up the spots right behind her, but she was still at the top of the mantle.

Even now, she was making his belly feel like it was full of butterflies. Her playful nature, teasing, and adorable ways of showing him platonic affection were both fantastic and grueling at the same time. He'd give anything for them to be something more, to experience her body thoroughly, and to get to know the princess further than anypony else ever had.

"Uh, Hitch, you okay?" Zipp mumbled, catching him off guard from his daydreaming.

Looking down at her curious look, he sighed. "Yeah, just…thinking is all."

"'Bout what?"

"Just…feelings, I guess," he breathed, trying to shoo away his romantic and lecherous thoughts.

From everything he could tell, Zipp was just his friend. They worked together to solve mysteries and the like, so it did make sense that they were a little more chummy with one another than the rest of their group. It easily could've been mistaken for flirting, but the odds of it were low in his eyes.

She was the perfect mare to him, which meant ending up with her in any capacity was way too good to be true.

"You're blushing," Zipp noted, nearly making him jump in place. Chuckling from his reaction, she wiggled her eyebrows at him. "Oooooh ~ Are you thinking about a maaaare?~"

Hitch's subtle blush exploded into a deep shade of crimson across his muzzle. "W-what?! What makes you think that?!"

She glanced at the water before looking up at him and pursing her lips. "Just a hunch~"

"W-well, I'm not!" he stuttered, waving his forelegs before him as he sank deeper into the water.

Zipp gave him an annoyed glare, rolling her eyes and sighing. Muttering to herself, her words indecipherable for Hitch, she perked up. Fluttering her soaked wings at her side, adorning a cheeky grin, she waggled her hips behind her.

"Hey, Hitch ~ Wanna do me a favor?"

Eager to thrust the topic as far away from spilling his thoughts as possible, Hitch latched on to her question. "S-sure! What is it?"

"Well, I wanna test how long I can hold my breath," she furthered, splashing her forelegs in the water. "Pipp and I used to have little competitions when we were younger." She laughed. "Pipp used to get so upset whenever I beat her—which was always, by the way." She shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Until mom forced me to lose to make her feel better; otherwise, I'd have lost access to the royal sweet cart for a whole month!"

"Since when were you big on sweets?" Hitch blurted without thinking.

Zipp shrugged. "Always. I love a good bit of chocolate or another nice snack." Bouncing on her hind legs, making her rump jiggle behind her, she shot Hitch a wink. "Clearly, I work it all off, and all that junk doesn't go anywhere~"

"Y-yeah…" Hitch murmured, eyes fixating on her bouncing asscheeks.

Water splashed behind her as her thick rump moved in and out of the water. An occasional, wet clap rang out as her cheeks smacked together, though she looked like she didn't notice it the whole time. Desperate to have his torture end, his cock now beginning to harden, Hitch pointed towards the water.

"S-so! About holding your breath?"

Ceasing her twerking and letting out another annoyed groan, Zipp pouted at him. "I really thought that'd be a dead giveaway…"

Hitch blinked wildly, unsure if he heard her right. "What was that?"

"N-nothing!" Zipp shot back. Pursing her lip, she glanced at the water again, right around where his stiffening cock was, and adorned a confident smile. "Alright…think you can count for me? I'm shooting to break my old record!"

Still thrown off by her behavior and painfully turned on, Hitch reluctantly agreed. "Yeah…sure."

A part of him wanted to run back to his office and hide away. His cock was half-mast, and he prayed that Zipp wouldn't notice. He thought he could keep his composure today, but everything so far was sending his lust for a whirlwind. He wasn't sure if Zipp's behavior was some kind of weird prank planned by herself, or in cahoots with the other girls, or if the pegasus was genuinely oblivious to just how juicy her body was.

He still couldn't believe she could possibly be doing this to intentionally turn him on or to try and lead him towards something. She never pursued him before nor even hinted at it. Thus he was left to wallow in his confusion and sexual frustration.

"Alright, sweet!" Zipp cheered.

Before Hitch knew it, she whirled around. Lowering her torso, she raised her ass into the air, displaying it right before Hitch's muzzle. Diving her head down, she submerged herself under the water, leaving her flank high, swaying it from side to side as she held her breath below.

Hitch nearly passed out. Mere inches from his face was the most glorious view of her ass he had ever gotten. Her tail swished above her, wagging and revealing everything he could have ever wished for. He could see every individual droplet of water running down those luscious cheeks. He could smell the fragrant aroma of her sweat and nethers—a sweet vanilla scent flooding his sinuses and making him shudder. He witnessed her fat tits pressing together due to her thick thighs up close, and, worst of all, he got the best view of her bits he could have ever hoped for.

The sight was arguably the most amazing thing he had ever witnessed. Her white, perky ponut shone in the morning sun, the lake's water dripped down it and careened down the insides of her flanks, and he could've sworn he saw it seize upon itself as if it yearned for a cock. Directly below it was her pussy. Water dripped from her engorged clit, her tight folds were taunting him, and before he could even gather his thoughts, he was struck with another mind-blowing sight.

Her pussy winked.

Even when surrounded by so much water, Hitch's mouth went dry. His shaft throbbed with blood as he reached his full mast, harder than ever. He couldn't tell if it was water or lust dripping out Zipp's cunt now. Still, as he watched it wink again, and again, and again, he quickly found himself leaning toward an answer.

He slouched forward, letting his forelegs sink deeper into the water, enthralled by Zipp's ass. He drew his muzzle closer, huffing in more of her sex's scent. Each time her musk danced across his sinuses, he found his length pulsing again. He had to fight his carnal urges as a stallion to slap his hooves onto those massive cheeks, pull them apart, and dive into her holes.

"Haaa!"

Hitch flailed backward, nearly finding his face stuffed between Zipp's flanks as she suddenly moved back and pulled her head out of the water. Flicking her head left and right, throwing some water off her mane, she rolled her shoulders and smiled back at Hitch.

"Soooo, how long was that?" She looked him up and down. "Or did you lose count for some reason?"

Zipp tried to cross his legs as he sat in the water, awkwardly shifting in place. "I…uh…erm…well…you see…"

"Oh, for hoofness sake!" she bemoaned, glowering over at him. "I'll check if it worked myself then!"

Diving down into the water again, this time towards him, Hitch gasped as he felt her muzzle nuzzle his groin underwater. Blushing furiously, he watched in terror as she slowly rose back up, keeping her mouth submerged as she eyed him.

"I…I can explain!"

Surely she was in heat and had unwillingly winked her snatch at him all those times. It made sense, after all; it was around estrus time for most mares, and more than likely, he had been an unfortunate victim to just how downright sexy she could be—especially when in estrus.

"Y-you see…when you dove down, you kinda-"

Clap!

Hitch's eyes widened as the sound of Zipp's asscheeks smacking together met his ears. Soon, another clap followed, and another, before the noise of splashing water and flanks slapping filled the air. Gobsmacked, he glanced down, seeing Zipp eyeing him as she twerked. Raising a brow at him, she slowed her motions, bouncing her cheeks just enough to make them jiggle.

Hitch felt like an idiot. How she looked at him, her twerking, her winking pussy, and everything else about today—it all came together. She was genuinely trying to seduce him. She had been teasing him all day in an attempt to get him to react, to get him to say or do something.

That fat ass of hers, it was twerking for him. She was flaunting her body in an attempt to get him worked up, and she had succeeded damn well. With his cock as hard as a diamond and his lust driving his quickly increasing confidence, he bit the bullet and said what he was holding back.

"Kinda showed off that fat ass of yours~"

Zipp shot out of the water, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. "Fiiiinally!" She scrunched her muzzle. "I've been laying hints all bucking day!"

"Hints for what?" he asked, unsure how far he could push her.

Waggling her hips, she moved closer to him. "Seriously? I spend almost all my time with you, I'm pretty much always staring at you, and I don't tease anypony as hard as you."

"So…what does that mean?"

She groaned, facehoofing. "For a sheriff, you're really oblivious, you know that, right?"

"I'm only oblivious when it comes to getting hit on."

"Trust me, I know," she grumbled, nudging his shoulder. "The other girls have been trying too. You're just dumb, I guess."

Hitch's blush deepened as what she said sank in. Sunny, Izzy, Pipp, and Misty were all teasing him lately, and he hadn't even realized it. Though thinking it over, he could at least tell just how clueless he had been. Misty getting 'stuck' in one of the chests within the Brighthouse, swaying her hips and bouncing her rump in her 'predicament,' Pipp laying back on the couch beside him, spreading her legs and flaunting those enormous tits of hers, Sunny almost always dropping things in front of him so she could bend down and pick them up, and Izzy consistently hopping around their home with her tail flagged whenever he was behind her.

He was, for lack of a better word, a total idiot.

At least when it came to being hit on. He was a prideful stallion, confident in his abilities and strength, but when it came to flirting, he was as bad as anypony could be. He had the looks, build, and a huge cock to tempt any mare–but he always thought he was anything but smooth when it came to swooning a pony. That thought was undoubtedly proven by how inept he had been with picking up Zipp's clues, but now he had the outright confirmation of her interest given straight to him.

"But what it means," she continued, reaching a hoof into the water. Hitch's eyes went wide as his entire body shivered, feeling her hoof slowly beginning to stroke his stiffened shaft. "Is that I want you to fuck me, sheriff~"

A thrilled shiver ran up Hitch's spine. The feeling of her softly stroking his endowment under the water was subtle yet so significant in the grand scheme of things. Here she was, making the first move, caressing his cock gingerly and teasing his desires even further. Leaning his head back, overwhelmed with too many thoughts to focus clearly, he could merely croak a response.

"S-sure…thing~"

Zipp pulled her hoof away from his shaft, looking worried. "Hitch, I've been teasing you all day, but you are okay with this, right? You sound unsure." She frowned. "Ah shoot, did I mess up? I should've asked if you were okay with me doing that. I just thought it'd be hot…and…well…

Her show of concern and care for him made Hitch's heart flutter. She could be cheeky and playful, but she held her values and put his well-being first–something he admired and appreciated greatly. Seeing her drop her smug act was cuter than he could take, filling him with a warmth that wasn't of lust but of sheer affection for the mare. Though it was a brief showcase, she was seemingly just as nervous as him, except she was far better at hiding it. Right now, getting it on with her was his priority, which meant he would do everything he could to calm her worries. He didn't want to ruin the moment, nor did he want to let his nerves control him any longer. He had that blink of confidence when he spoke about her ass to her face, and all he had to do was try and hold onto it.

"Just a little flustered," he replied, smiling at her. "I'm thrilled to rut you senseless, Zipp~ You're not moving too fast, and I don't mind ya stroking me like that." He winked at her. "And yes, it was very hot."

A smile returned on Zipp's muzzle. "Phew, that's good to know!" Leaning forward, she reached down and began stroking his member again, licking her lips. "Back to where we were ~ Any ideas on how you wanna get started?~"

"H-heh," Hitch stammered, quickly realizing Zipp was very good at giving hoofjobs. "I've dreamed of this moment for ages, but I have no idea how I wanna start things. Doing anything with you sounds amazing~"

Zipp blushed deeper, flustered by his remark. "Y-yeah, I've been itching for this to finally happen for a bit." She rubbed the back of her mane with her free hoof. "Gah, this is so awkward! I had my whole first move planned, and then I got all nervous and…"

"Why not still do it then?~" Hitch cooed, caressing her face with a hoof.

Looking into his eyes, water still trailing down from her mane, Zipp picked up the pace at which she stroked him, the water rippling around them from her pace. "Heh, you're right. Buck it, let's get things going!" She wiggled her hips behind her, gnawing her lip as she eyed his cock through the clear water. "Wanna guess what I had in mind?~"

"I've honestly got no idea what a clever, sexy little mare like you could have in store for me~" Hitch countered, leaning back and savoring her stroking.

"Heh, convenient you just did that," Zipp cooed, bringing her muzzle toward his ear. "Cause another reason why I was testing how well I can hold my breath~"

Her hot breaths gliding against Hitch's ear only sent him further into the seas of wonderment, though what happened next was sure to drown him within them. With her signature haste, Zipp surged downwards, diving her head underwater directly where his solid member was. He was confused for a moment, but upon feeling her lips slip around his tip, he threw his head back and groaned.

He would have never guessed Zipp was this kinky, let alone the kind to make the first move on a stud, but here she was, giving him a blowjob right out in the open. Anypony could stumble across the scene if they were not interested in Pipp's performance, and Zipp and Hitch would be caught red-hooved in the act. Though, as he felt the pegasus begin to bob her head up and down, his concerns dwindled away as a wave of serene satisfaction washed over him.

Her throat embraced his entire length, caressing and pleasuring every inch he afforded wondrously. She swirled her tongue around his tip whenever she pulled back before diving back down and hilting him within her maw soon after. Even working against the water, the pleasure she was giving him was unfathomable. He had gotten himself off many times before, but his hoof had nothing on the princess' throat.

She moved her tongue with expertise as her lips made the nerve endings along his tool dance with excitement. The fact she could throat his immense size was a dream come true, and she had a vacuum tight lock on his length, ensuring he felt everything she could offer. She pulled back to his tip every few seconds after holding him entirely within her, dragging her tongue along the head of his cock and lapping up a blob of pre that had formed on it.

A minute had passed, and her movements didn't slow an inch. Her bobbing shifted the water around them as her raised flank bounced and clapped above her. An instinctive inkling of concern crept into Hitch through his lust, as he was uncertain if she was pushing her lungs too far with how long she was going. However, as she harshly pulled back, he was relieved to see her pop back up out of the water.

"Haaa ~ Dangit!" she giggled, throwing him a sultry look. "That was only a minute and a half! I could've gone longer!"

With his cock still tingling from the serene blowjob he had been getting, Hitch looked over his shoulder, eyeing a nearby tree. "Well, why don't we continue things over there? Sure, it isn't as kinky as sucking me off underwater, but you'll still be unable to breathe when you're choking on this~"

"Getting confident, aren't you?~" Her eyes focused in on his flexing cock, looking as if she was nearly entranced by the sight of it. Flagging her tail high, she waded through the water, passing him. "Sure thing, stud~"

She approached the shore as Hitch tailed right behind her. With her tail raised, her bouncing asscheeks and glistening holes were on full display, and he no longer had a reason to hesitate when it came to basking in the view of them.

"You really like this fat ass, don't you?~" She paused, throwing her rump back and clapping her cheeks. "Or are you wanting a taste of what lies between these flanks?"

Hitch drooled at the sight of her rippling flesh, smiling dumbly. "Can't I do both? I honestly didn't think you were so slutty ~ I'd assume you'd hate having such a big rump."

"Eh, I tried for ages to work this big thing down," she replied, twerking her ass once again. "Guess having one of the juiciest asses in all of Equestria runs in my family ~ Couldn't get rid of it, so why not embrace it, y'know?"

"I'm, for one, a fan of you embracing it!"

"From how dumb you look staring at it, I can tell."

Hitch frowned, pursing his lip. "Oh, come on! You can't blame me! You just sucked me off, and now you're showing off this massive flank of yours!" His eyes widened as her pussy winked. "And let's not forget those perfect holes too!"

"Behave well," she reached back with a wing and pried her buns apart, spreading her pussy and asshole for him to see, "and you'll be stuffing said holes full with your perfect dick~"

Like an eager puppy, Hitch followed behind her. He simply couldn't take his eyes off her pillowy cheeks and the taut entrances between them. Every stallionly instinct within him told him to pin her down and claim her as his mare, but he had to compose himself.

Finally reaching the shore, Zipp nudged her head towards the tree. "Sit against that, big guy~"

"Of course, princess," Hitch teased.

In a bold move, he raised a hoof, smacking it down against Zipp's flank. His strike was firm, earning a surprised yelp from her as her cheek jiggled. A red mark from his hoof lingered on her rump as she scrunched her muzzle. Chuckling to himself, he rested against the tree and spread his hind legs.

Blushing, Zipp sat before him, glancing at where he smacked her ass. "You're getting confident fast, aren't you?~"

"Getting serviced by royalty is something I outta indulge myself in, isn't it, princess?"

She blushed deeper, laying on the ground before him and leveling her muzzle with his crotch. "You know I hate being called that!"

"What would you prefer? Being called my slut?" he retorted, throwing her a cheeky grin.

She averted her eyes, her wings nervously fidgeting at her sides. "M-maybe…"

Her reply had caught Hitch off guard. In the blink of an eye, she had gone from being in control to sheepishly admitting her penchant for being degraded. Her reaction was cute, and he couldn't tell if he found her being adorably sheepish or smugly confident hotter. Deciding to latch on to her admittance, he flexed his cock before her.

"Well! Why don't you be a good slut and finish what you started?~"

Her eyes went wide, looking over him in shock. Blinking wildly to herself, it took a few moments for her surprised expression to morph into a lustful one. Licking her lips, she slowly drifted her muzzle towards his nuts. "Gladly~"

She pressed her nose into the region where his nuts and shaft met, huffing in his scent greedily. She shuddered as his earthy aroma flooded her sinuses, the faintest traces of roasted smores mixing with his natural scent. She hungrily breathed in more of his musk, the water running down his cock from the lake doing nothing to mask his stallionly fragrance. Pressing her nose further into his flesh, shuddering with delight as her eyes fluttered, Zipp let out a pleasurable groan.

"Haaa ~ I've been dying to - huff - really savor this~" she groaned, dragging her nose up his shaft. "Whenever you walked by me when - mmm - when I was in heat…gosh…"

Hitch raised a brow. "Can't say I'm not wanting to savor that sweet scent of yours too, Zipp~" He shifted his hips, grinding his package against her face. "That vanilla thing you've got going on is to die for!"

Eyes fluttering once more, she glanced up at him. "Mmmm ~ You'll be getting better acquainted with it from now~" With her face muffled by his hefty package, she was partially muffled. "Ready to get to it?~"

Her body, and his, were both still damp from the lake, but that only made things all the better. The way her usually pointy mane matted down made her look somehow hotter than usual, and with his cock slapped on her face, the sight was something to behold. He wouldn't say it to her face, but her hair looked much better like this, but he was confident enough to make another note.

"You're hot as can be, but I gotta say, you look even better when you're smothered in my balls~" He flexed his length, slapping it against her. "But they'll be better inside that pretty mouth of yours."

Her wings fluttered at her sides as she giggled, running his shaft against the side of her face. "Fuck you're really good at pressing my buttons…"

"That's the goal, so why don't you slobber all over my cumtanks, whore."

The degrading remark was all that was needed to set Zipp into action. Trickling down to his dripping balls, she parted her lips and engulfed one of his hefty nuts into her mouth. Suckling on the pendulous orb, she slurped over it with her tongue. Reaching up with her hoof, she stroked his cock as she worshiped his nuts, earning a moan from Hitch. Popping his first ball out of her mouth, she hungrily latched onto the other, repeating the same motions she had done on the first.

She rotated between his nuts for a few minutes, picking up her pace ever so slightly each time Hitch's breath hitched. Satisfied with the sampling she got of his nuts, she ceased her hoofjob, pressing her tongue against the base of his shaft and slowly dragging it up. Teasing the underside of his cock with her tongue, replacing the wetness from the lake with her own saliva, she neared his tip. Swirling her tongue around his head, she kissed it, parted her lips, shot him a wink, and dove right down.

No longer dealing with being underwater, she had all the time in the world to send Hitch off the rails with pleasure. She instantly began rapidly bobbing her head up and down, wet slurps mixing with the stallion's moans as she deepthroated him without an ounce of hesitation. Months of held in lust and desires poured out in her motions, leading her to suck his cock with every fiber of her being.

Hitch's legs twitched, his eyes rolled back, and his jaw was slack as a sea of groans escaped him. The blowjob he had gotten in the lake was excellent, but now, with nothing to hold her back, Zipp was annihilating his expectations. She was astounding, sucking him off with whorish expertise that he would have never expected from royalty. Her cool, tomboyish demeanor had always made him think Zipp wouldn't have been the most experienced. Still, either she was a closeted whore with countless ruts under her metaphorical belt or an absolute natural when it came to blowing stallions.

She continued servicing his cock for a few minutes, glancing up at him to see his reaction every few bobs. With her fantastic skills, Hitch could feel the inklings of a climax beginning to well within him. He had plenty of stamina when it came to reaching an orgasm, so he was sure he'd be able to stave his climax off, at least until he could unload somewhere incredibly tempting.

Zipp had begun rubbing her snatch furiously, all too aroused by the cock she was choking herself on. Her moans vibrated through Hitch's cock, adding another layer of pleasure for him. He subconsciously bucked his hips into her face, making her choke as his length was pushed harder against her muzzle. Unable to handle her desires, she pulled back, releasing his stallionhood from her mouth with a gasp.

"I need to feel this massive thing inside me," she moaned, rubbing herself even harder.

As the scent of her arousal filled the air even more, wafting into Hitch's sinuses, he stroked his cock. "Then come here and ride me, slut."

Zipp's eyes fluttered as his degrading words ushered her to masturbate with even more fury. "D-dammit ~ Hearing y-you call me that…"

"Turns you on?" Hitch taunted, flexing his cock before her eyes. "You suck dick like a whore, so ride me like one~"

He'd never call her these things genuinely, but this was all part of his act. She loved it from the looks of it, and her blush deepened as her masturbating intensified. Turning the tables on her was intoxicatingly satisfying, and it was reaping the rewards for him. Watching her shakily crawl up his body, she positioned herself over him.

He thought he had all the leverage in the world on her, but he was sorely mistaken. He'd assumed she'd impale herself on his cock in her lust-crazed state, but he soon felt his length be slapped right between her hefty tits.

"T-then I'll just tease you like a whore first!" she groaned.

Hitch let out a moan of his own as she began to move her hips up and down. Pressing her tits together with her hooves, she used her soft bosoms to massage his cock as it was sandwiched between them. She bounced on his lap, her pussy slapping against his balls as she gave him a proper titfuck.

Her tits were on the bigger side, generous enough to engulf his girth in their pillowy softness. With her right on top of him, he got a good look at the rack pleasing him. Her nipples looked hard as diamonds, erect from her near-endless arousal. She had piercings on each, fitting for her rebellious nature though also wonderfully kinky.

Her winking pussy slapped against his aching nuts, making her shudder and gasp each time she shifted her body down. Her asscheeks clapped subtly from her minor motions, wobbling behind her while her tits did all the work. Lost in her own pleasure, she barely managed to tease him.

"N-Nice and plump, huh?"

Hitch nodded. "Fuck yes, they are. I could have you - huff - do this all day! These have gotta be the fattest udders in Maretime Bay!"

"Hehehe, sadly, Pipp has me beat by a little bit," she groaned, shifting downwards again.

Call it blind lust, deep desires, or a mix of the two, but what Hitch said next came without thought. "I know one way to make 'em bigger for ya."

Zipp froze, eyes going wide as her ear twitched. "W-wait…you don't mean…"

Hitch only barely realized what he had just said, but with how horny he was, he didn't care. The idea of pumping her full of a foal was the hottest thing he could imagine, and plus, he already had experience as a dad.

"Just imagine how fat they'd be, dripping milk as your nice and thick carrying my foal," he snarled, his carnal instincts driving him.

Zipp gulped. "Y-yes…"

Her voice was faint, barely audible to Hitch. "What was that?"

She mumbled again. "Yes…"

He felt his lust drive him to act. "Say that again, slut."

"Yes!" Zipp hollered, moving her hips up. Taking his cock out from between her tits, she leveled her pussy with his tip. "I want it!"

Hitch immediately grabbed her hips, gripping down on them. "You sure?"

"I can't bucking think straight! I don't know!" Zipp growled, placing her forehooves on each side of his head. "Just…just rail me!"

Her plea struck a cord in Hitch, blinding any remnants of his logic and restraint with lust. Strengthening his grip on her hips, he slammed Zipp down onto him. Her taut depths accepted his length hungrily, caressing every inch he had as she was impaled on his cock.

He watched her tits bounce from the force of the slam as the sound of her asscheeks smacking against his thighs followed. Her head was thrown back, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as his tip kissed her womb. He had absolutely no idea what had gotten into her or him, but the two of them had been wholly consumed by their lust, and they were about to show the effects of such a development.

In unison, they got to work. She bounced on his cock, raising her hips before slamming her ass against him. He matched her tempo, thrusting upwards every time she plunged back down, pushing them to new heights of pleasure. Her ass clapping, their paired moans, and wet schlicks echoed around the lake. It was impossible to determine if the water running down their forms was mainly from the lake or sweat from their efforts, but with how intensely they were rutting, it was easy to guess which.

Their motions were constant, with each doing their utmost to find their own pleasure while ensuring they pleased their partner as best as possible. Each time Zipp moved her hips up, she clenched her vaginal walls down onto Hitch's cock, clinging onto him before relaxing as she slammed back down. She slumped over, gasping and groaning as the pleasure became too intense to sit up while riding him. He took advantage of the change of her posture, shifting his hands from her hips to her asscheeks, caressing her plump flanks in his grasp as they continued their rut. Delivering the occasional smack, making her tighten all the more around him each time he did so, Hitch began to feel himself rocketing toward a climax.

"Hitch! I'm gonna…I'm gonna…aaaahn ~ O-oh buck!"

He felt her quivering above him, her body tensing up, a sure-fire sign that she was about to reach the brink herself. Damn it all; she was just too hot. He was always so careful and thorough, but right now, at this very moment, he could care less about any of the risks. Call it poor thought, irresponsible, or downright stupid–he would pump her womb full of his spunk. He craved her, yearned for her to be his for so long, and today was the day he would make her his mare.

"Z-Zipp, I'm…"

"Inside! Don't you dare pull me off you! Pump a foal into me!"

Her plea to be bred sent Hitch over the edge. Bracing himself, he slammed her down onto his cock, clenched his eyes shut, and let loose everything he had. Cum surged through his cock, breaching out of him and surging into her womb with passion. It was an overwhelming volume, the most tremendous load he had ever delivered in his life, and it was all for her. In mere seconds her deepest chamber was flooded, fertile seed besieging her foal-maker and striking its target. It was unbeknownst to them both, but their intentions were clear, and with the sheer volume of cum he was already dumping into her, her pregnancy was guaranteed.

Yet his climax was far from over. With audible pulses of cum rocketing through his member, he unleashed rope after rope into her depths. Her eyes rolled back as she threw her head up and let out a noiseless scream. Her body spasmed, wings fluttering uncontrollably as marish juices spurting from her pussy as she climaxed intensely upon him. Her writhing depths milked him for every last drop of cum they could coax out of his length, pushing her insides to new limits as the volume of cum flooded her to the brim. Her walls were painted white, her belly bulged, and eventually, it was too much to contain as his seed spurted past the seal his cock made and covered his groin.

He waded in and out of consciousness, struggling to fathom how this wasn't all a dream. It had all gone so fast. From just a day off after stressing so much, to being teased, to finding out Zipp was into him, and now with her cumming on his dick, his seed impregnating her without a shadow of a doubt. It was surreal, yet it was the apex of all the experiences he had ever had. It was sheer, unfiltered bliss, breeding the mare he had such significant feelings for. He kept riding out his orgasm, feeling his balls strain to ensure they gave Zipp literally everything they had in them. It felt like a small, euphoric eternity, but eventually, things began to come to a close.

The last vestiges of his cum shot into her depths, gushing more out of her pussy as it was filled to the absolute limit. She sighed with relief, her spasms calming as she flopped forward atop him. Resting against his chest, sweat running down her form, she breathed calmly, the rise and fall of her chest a visible sign of her serene afterglow. It was a natural reaction for Hitch, finding himself wrapping his forelegs around her and holding her closely.

"We….we really just did that…" she mumbled, nuzzling into the crux of his neck.

It was hard for him to reply, not because he didn't want to, but because he was also truthfully stunned by it all. "Unless I'm having a really amazing dream…yeah, we did."

"Oh goooosh," she moaned, another spurt of cum surging from her cunt. "T-there's no way I'm not pregnant after that."

With his hormones calmed and his afterglow accepted, Hitch could finally grasp the implications of what had occurred. He would undoubtedly have a foal with Zipp, which was a lot to take in. She was beautiful, responsible, literal royalty, and the mare of his dreams, and if he was ever to have a first mate, she was absolutely the ideal choice. He had experience raising a kid and still was training, so the prospect of starting a family with the beautiful pegasus wasn't too farfetched.

"And my mom, hoofness, I'm never going to hear the end of it." She continued giggling. "You know how long she's been wanting grandfoals?"

Hitch stroked her mane gently, raising a brow. "How long?"

"From the literal minute I turned eighteen."

"Well, guess she finally got her wish at least?"

Zipp snickered, licking her lips. Raising her head and staring him in the eyes, she surged forward. It caught Hitch off-guard as his lips were suddenly embracing hers. It didn't take long for him to return the gesture, wrapping his forelegs around her tightly as keeping her close. Bar the occasional moan from them as his cock throbbed within her slick walls, the kiss was entirely romantically driven rather than lust. Enjoying the moment, accepting the shift in their relationship from friends to eventual parents, they slowly pulled away.

"I've been wanting this for so long, y'know," she cooed, returning to nuzzling his neck.

Hitch gently rubbed her wings. "Me too. Literally, since the day I met you, I just had a feeling."

"You're not the only one," she teased, pecking him on the nose. "Pipp was teasing me for my crush for ages."

"Really now?"

She nodded. "Oh yeah! I mean, she eventually got one too, but you'll help her fulfill that desire later."

Hitch blushed. "Wait, you mean you're fine with -"

His question was silenced by another kiss before Zipp pulled back and shook her head. "Let's wash up and head back to the office. You'll get your answer then, okay?"

Finding no reason to disagree, eyeing the lake behind them that started it all, Hitch nodded. A quick rinse and a day of relaxation after so much action was certainly something he needed–and he was riding a high like none other now that he had a brand new, perfect marefriend. Wincing with pleasure as she rolled off him, he helped her to her hooves, making his way toward the lake.

"Hey, Hitch, mind if I go in first?"

Having washed up in the lake, they had an inevitable second round of fun, this time in her backdoor, and then had a second quick rinse, Hitch had arrived back at the sheriff's office with Zipp clinging to his side. She was clearly making it clear to all that trotted past them that they were an item, giving him affectionate kisses on the cheek, wrapping her wing around him, and nuzzling him nonstop–though he was absolutely fine with the attention.

"Uh, sure, why?" he asked.

She shot him a wink. "Let's just say I'll have an answer to that question you were going to ask me at the lake in a second."

Shuffling over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, Zipp opened the door to the sheriff's office and slammed it closed behind her. Left outside alone and with his thoughts, Hitch ruminated his thoughts. His question was big, and not many mares were okay with it. He couldn't imagine why Zipp needed to go into the sheriff's office first, but whatever it was for, he'd at least have an answer to his question when she came out.

And as the thought passed through his mind, he spotted the door creaking open. Slipping out of the office, Zipp raised a brow, smirking up at him. Peeking out behind her, babbling nonsensically, was Sparky.

"Wait, why do you have Sparky?" he questioned, thrown off by the development.

Zipp trotted beside him, flicking his nose playfully with her tail. "C'mon, we don't want him around what's going to go on in there." She moseyed her way down the street, heading towards the Brighthouse. "By the way, the answer is yes, I'm fine with starting a herd–as long as I'm your favorite."

Hitch's eyes went wide, finding her answer both exciting and surprising. "O-oh! Really? Well, if you're fine with it, I am too!"

"Good," she quickly replied. "Might as well get started on it then! Good luck in there~"

He made to reply, but before he knew it, she had spread her wings and taken off into the sky. Watching as she carefully flew towards the Brighthouse with Sparky on her back, Hitch turned towards the sheriff office's front door. He hadn't seen Sunny leave yet, and from Zipp's wording, he already felt his length beginning to harden beneath him.

Cracking open the door, he glanced inside. Immediately, his eyes went wide as dinner plates, and his cock reached its entire length in the blink of an eye. Standing on the other end of the office, clapping her ass for him to see in all its glory, was Sunny. She looked back at him, flashing him a devious grin as she twerked, her eyes immediately trailing down to his solid shaft.

"I've known you for way longer, and I told you I had second dibs."

Hitch blinked wildly, watching the mare's plump rump bounce hypnotically. "I…wha…but…"

"Hehe, you're as cute as ever," Sunny teased. "Zipp told me what happened, and now it's my turn~"

"Y-your turn for what?" he replied, nearly drooling as he watched her marehood wantonly wink.

She spread her hind legs apart further, upped the tempo of her motions, and flung her lust back toward him. Her sweet, orange aroma filled the air, and her excitement had reached such intense levels that her alicorn powers flashed in and out of existence as she continued to twerk.

"To be bred by you, stud~"