Pony Joke Pt 02

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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Fyr, of course, did suspect that something was going on, although she was sure too, apparently, that Ropes would talk to her about something going on, if there had been anything going on. It drove her made, dithering in the grocery store, fussing with things in the house and reorganising things that she had already organised and that should have been fine. The dragoness tried to keep herself occupied in any way that she could, putting it to the back of her mind.

Yet there was something about that damned horse, maybe as simple as her silly little attraction to them, just like Ropes with his liking for skunk anthros, that had her thinking of Limba, again and again, wondering. Still, Ropes had not said anything, which was more worrying than anything else to her, concerning in a way that kept her on edge, always checking over her shoulder for him to try to catch her by surprise. Even if, by then, she wasn't even at all sure what on earth the surprise was going to be...

If it even was there. Cursing, she threw down the jacket she'd been about to change into in the bedroom, storming off. She couldn't even put a jacket on without thinking of him! What was wrong with her? What was wrong with Ropes? She'd even asked him about it, but him denying it, really, was not to be believed there. Of course, he would deny it if he was trying to wind her up even more.

It helped a little when Kao was around. If Kao was hanging out with Limba too, surely that couldn't mean that anything all that untoward was going on?

But she didn't know, not even as she lurked in the background when all the guys came around to watch a game together, though Fyr had never seen them so interested in basketball before. She hadn't even known that Ropes liked basketball! But the cougar seemed more than into it as he leaned forward eagerly towards the screen, clearly soaking in the atmosphere of watching a fast-paced game that, apparently, had quite some high stakes attached to it. She'd made sure they were well taken care of (as that was the kind of thing that she felt most at home doing), with drinks and hot wings and other snacks. It was a way of looking after them too that, at least, kept her around, her brother smacking her, from time to time, with his tail.

Fyr scowled, bopping him on the back of his head.

"Watch yourself there, little bro, or you'll be getting your own drinks!"

Kao grinned, shooting her a look, though their bickering was normal between them, the kind of siblings that were still close in adulthood but would never lose that fraught kind of bond.

"Aw, well I'm sure my legs will stretch all the way to the kitchen," he all but drawled, slumped in the armchair as if he had been lain out. "I might just be able to drag myself there."

Fyr rolled her eyes.

"Honestly, Kao, you're such a child. Get up! Get your own food! I'm not waiting on you for a single second more!"

She stormed off, though she didn't mean it, leaving Kao to exchange a look with Ropes, Limba on the sofa beside the cougar. And yet the horse and the cougar would not remain there for much longer as Kao distracted Fyr in the kitchen, sprinkling her with water from the kitchen tap and pretending to drop his drink, as if he was going to make a mess. With a tug from one of Ropes' tentacles, the little horse was away and up the stairs, away from anywhere that they would make noise, his pussy already dampening between his legs in keen anticipation of all that was to come.

Of course, Fyr did not notice when she was dealing with Kao, laughing with her sibling in the kitchen as the mood lightened once more between them, was that Ropes and Limba had disappeared off to do exactly what it was that they did best. Of course, Limba ducking down onto his knees to suck off the cougar was only the start of it, though it was much easier to sneak in little quickies when Kao was around to distract Fyr. Not that Kao wasn't in on it too...

*

"Fyr!" Ropes shouted up the stairs, a paw cupped to his lips. "I'm heading over to see Kao! I'll be back later!"

Fyr shot bolt upright in the bath, water sloshing around her.

"What?" She shouted back, but the cougar was already gone, the door banging behind him. "Ropes, I'm in the bath! Hang on!"

My spidey senses are tingling...

As much as she rushed, she couldn't get out of the bath in time, nearly slipping on the wet floor, hopping on one leg from a stubbed toe, everything that could go wrong going wrong. Typical. The dragoness swore under her breath, even though there was no one in the house to hear her, her stomach turning over.

But she was not quick enough to catch Ropes as she darted downstairs, a towel flapping around her legs, though her modesty was still only partly protected. With her red scales exposed and the yellow stripes, which arched around her sides, markings that were rarely on show in public for her, she panted heavily, the towel slipping lower over her breasts.

Damn it, Ropes!

She muttered under her breath, though did not settle. Her relaxing bath was long gone by that time, so she fussed and merely made sure she was clean and dried off, tail dragging behind her as she strove to focus on something, anything else, other than her husband. Nothing caught her attention, however, as she didn't have work that day, nothing to really distract her when, for once, she was all caught up on chores.

Focusing on building the growing ranch and property was not even enticing enough to her to stop her from calling him.

The phone rang and Fyr held it up to her ear, nipping at the inside of her cheek. It rang and rang, her tail twisting anxiously around her ankle. Was the cougar going to even pick up?

"Hello?"

Fyr started, stiffening, leaning over the dressing table in the bedroom, her tail tugging tightly at her ankle: a nervous tic.

"Hey, Ropes, you left before I could say bye to you," she said, a little shorter with him than she had intended to be. "You okay?"

She could hear the frown in his voice when he replied.

"Yeah..." Ropes said slowly. "What do you want?"

"I just wanted to see where you're at," she pressed the issue. "What are you up to?"

Ropes sighed heavily, dragging out the sound, but Fyr had heard that sigh a hundred times over. It wasn't going to faze her.

"I'm at Kao's," he said flatly. "Like I said. We're gaming."

She could tell that she was pissing him off, but if the cougar had nothing to hide, there was nothing bad to come of it, she assured herself.

"I see..." Fyr said, giving him a chance to fill the quiet. "So... Why don't you put Kao on then?"

If he was really with Kao, that wouldn't be a problem, she reasoned, even if the dragoness was starting to feel more than slightly unhinged. Ropes grunted.

"Yeah, sure. Kao? Yeah..." His voice fell a little muffled, as if he was holding the phone away from his muzzle. "Yeah... Yeah, it's Fyr... I dunno, she wants to speak to you... Yeah, I dunno..."

"Hey, sis, what's up?"

Fyr frowned. Shit, that was Kao's voice. Her tail broke free of her ankle, dragon wings shuffling against her back as if her body was, all of a sudden, fighting to unfurl them.

"Hey, Kao... Yeah, nothing, nothing... Everything's fine."

Or was it?

"Huh..." Kao seemed confused, though she didn't blame him, even if she was too busy seething to care. "You sure? You don't usually call when we're hanging out."

Fyr sighed, shaking her head even though Kao was not there to see her.

"Yeah, just forget it. Got something mixed up, sorry."

"Okay," Kao said. "I'll pass the phone back to Ropes then... Hey, here you go. Nah, dunno, didn't want anything."

"So..." Ropes said, back on the line while Fyr flopped into the armchair, a paw covering her face. "Are you satisfied now? That I'm here, that I'm with Kao?"

Fyr ground her teeth together, clenching her jaw under it ached.

"Yes," she bit out through gritted teeth, so sure still that something was up. "Yeah, fine... Bye."

She could hear the smirking triumph in his voice as he bid her farewell and hung up, though the dragoness was not placating. Growling, she tossed the phone away from her and leapt up, even though she had only just sat down, snarling and snapping as she stormed across the room.

"I'm going to get you," she growled to the empty room, slamming the door open as she hauled tail out to the hallway, finding her coat for some work outside -- she didn't know what yet, but she was going to get something done. "For fuck's sake, Ropes... I know you're up to something!"

Even if he wasn't being open with her, even if he was saying, over and over again, that nothing was going on. She should have been able to trust him, as her husband, but it was not as if him doing something would have been "not okay", as long as he talked to her... Fyr groaned, the fresh, crisp air calming her just a little bit, though not as much as she would have preferred. Maybe that whole agreement thing would have been better if they had made things clear. But she had thought they were clear, not so much anymore.

Throwing her head back, she screamed, getting it all out, her chest heaving, snatching in greedy grabs of breath into her lungs. Surely the neighbours would have something to say about that, but, well, she couldn't honestly say that she cared all that much anymore. When she felt like she was losing her mind over the context of a silly joke, something like that ceased to matter.

However, she didn't know what was going on with Ropes and Kao...and Limba too. In true cougar form, the lust demon taking full advantage of the situation, Ropes had been lying back against the sofa, an arm flung back over his head, a tentacle around Limba's head. Of course, his cock had been deep inside the horse's muzzle, Limba trying to be as quiet as possible while Ropes was on the phone. They'd gotten away with it, even with Kao's fingers sliding back and forth within his pussy, teasing him, pressing up against his G-spot just to make the horse buck and thrust keenly.

But the real fun came when Ropes finally hung up and used one of his tentacles to set the phone aside. Even though it had to stay within reach, in case Fyr called him again, he didn't want his attention to be on that as he thrust up from the sofa, back arching and a tentacle dragging Limba's head all the way down onto his cock to the base. The boy mare gulped and groaned, though Ropes could not be sure how much of that was from the force of the blowjob that he was playfully forcing the horse into and how much was from Kao's fingers hitting just the right spot inside him. In most cases, it was a bit of both.

"Unff, yesssss," Ropes hissed, tail lashing in gratitude, now that he no longer had to be quiet. "Yes... Get all that in there, you dirty boy mare slut..."

Limba shivered, his pussy dripping around Kao's fingers. Fuck, he loved that, bucking and moaning, wanting more. Of course, the cougar was, as always, eager to oblige.

"Do you like being pinned between us?" He taunted the pony, even as Kao pressed up behind, teasing Limba further by grinding his hard pole over his backside, letting it slide against the short coat of equine hair. "Two cocks are better than one... But you're not getting out of here today, filly, until we've filled every slutty hole of yours."

The pony grunted, his body hot, prickling with heat, desire coursing through him. But he was hardly shy about what was going on as he devoured Ropes' cock with hungry slurp after slurp, bobbing his head on the cougar's insistence. And yet such things were merely just an appetiser to him, all for the main event, as Kao drew him back from the sofa, Ropes' cock breaking free from his lips in a lewd, wet slap.

"Ah..." Limba grunted, panting after it, though he rolled his hips back even more demandingly against Kao, the hardness that lay across his backside, between the crease of his rear cheeks. "Yes... Fuck me... Come on, do you think I'm just going to lie down here and beg for it?"

Limba's ears pricked, his fighting words bringing forth a further flare of dominance in the cougar. Yet anything further that the horse could have said was swept away in a deep, throaty moan as Kao plunged into him, trading his prying fingers for his cock as he filled the needy horse in a single overpowering thrust.

Feeding his cock back between the equine's soft, velvety lips, Ropes took charge, humping and grinding, slamming in hard and fast, forcing Limba to deep throat him as the equine revelled in every tantalising pull of rippling sensation. There was nowhere else that Limba would have rather been as he was double penetrated and fucked from both ends, their dicks ploughing into him out of time, but, really, there was hardly a time where they would have worked together like that. It was enough for him to be pinned and spit-roasted between them, squeezing around the fat length in his pussy, head spinning with passion.

The lewd slop of his pussy clenching around Kao's cock seemed to fill the room, though his ears twitched back and forth, trying to catch everything. From the pulsing throb of the cougar's cock within his muzzle, his fleshy tongue doing all it could to cradle it, sweeping up and around the tip whenever Ropes pulled back, to the demanding plough of Kao's cock, grinding in with a ruthless pace.

"Agh... Fuck..." Kao hissed out through his teeth, the blue dragon's tail lashing, smacking into a side table. "Can't believe you're still...tight after fucking so much. And can't believe Fyr...hasn't worked it out yet."

Ropes laughed and shook his head, his pale eyes without any irises. It was hard to be annoyed at his wife, however, with his cock buried so deeply within a hot muzzle, even if he would finish in Limba's pussy once again. It was, after all, his current favourite place to bury his cock after he had "hunted down" and taken his prey, bringing Limba to his "den" to take him, repeatedly. The cougar smirked. Maybe he was going a little feral about it, to be truthful, but Ropes couldn't find it in himself to care.

"Yeah, Fyr thinks it's the horse thing again," Ropes said shortly, referencing the joke, though he was a little short on breath too. "She's right, yeah... But not how she thinks."

There was to be no more talk of Fyr, however, as Kao slammed in, the drake spreading his wings dominantly, lifting them above his shoulders as if to frame himself. It gave the dragon the visual impression that he was larger and more powerful than even he was, in the heat of the sexual moment, though Limba's head was shoved down with a tentacle bunched up in his mane, dragging his head back and forth for a sloppy blowjob that he could not pull away from. Kao didn't care, of course not, grinding in, thrust after thrust, adjusting the angle of his cock just so he got a little more stimulation from the sweet little mare pussy.

"Unff... Yes..." Kao grunted, attention distracted. "Fuck, you're still wet from earlier, Limba... Jeez..."

His words fell away as he slammed in, pounding Limba for all he was worth, as if there would never again be a moment for him. The impact from his hips on the horse's backside reverberated through the boy mare's entire body with every thrust and Limba groaned, submission crawling through him, even though he would have been well-placed (as usual) to demand exactly what he wanted if his mouth was free. Truth be told, when he was hardly being on his best behaviour, it was the only way to shut him up.

The dragon snarled, lips pulling ferociously back from his teeth as he hammered into Limba's soaked pussy, pounding roughly, losing control at the pinnacle moment. And yet in his release came spurt after spurt of thick cum, filling the boy mare's already sloppy pussy, though Ropes had fucked him once there already that day. Neither dragon nor cougar cared one bit about things like that, though Ropes claimed his pony first every time, as he thought was his right. When it came to not going first, Kao would much rather just roll his eyes and go with the flow, all in the name of mind-blowing sex.

There were some small sacrifices, when it came to winding up his sister and sharing slutty partners with her husband, to be made, after all.

The dragon leaned heavily over Limba's back as Limba squeezed around him, his pussy aching and sore, but in a good way -- in a way that made him want to go again immediately. The liquid heat of Kao's cum pooled deep inside him and the equine swore that he could feel it slipping deeper inside him, trembling through the force of taking yet another bareback load. How sensitive he really was down there, however, and how much was his imagination making the experience even better for him was another question that Limba did not need to be answered. Not when everything felt as good as it did, thick rivulets of dragon cum drooling out of his pussy around Kao's meat, stretching his pussy nicely around it.

He could have taken a bigger cock, of course, but, between Kao and Ropes, Limba never felt at all as if he went short, not even as Ropes withdrew from his muzzle, letting his saliva-slick cock rub over the horse's nose and the side of his face. Moaning, Limba grinned breathlessly and tried to chase it with his lips, flagging his tail up even higher than it already was in anticipation of all that was to come. After all, he hadn't gotten off that time... Not yet.

"Hungry for my dick, boy mare?"

Limba snorted and shook his head, though it was merely a release of tension from the contractions in his neck, muscles protesting the rough treatment, but, well, he'd be more than fine after all was said and done. Maybe he was the one who would need a good, long soak in the tub later though, rocking back onto Kao's softening dick to demand more.

It was Ropes, however, that pinned him on his back, his legs spread and the cougar's tentacles holding them apart in a kind of mating press that rendered the horse completely and utterly at his whim. All they wanted to do was to fuck him, to pound him until he was so blissfully sore that even standing and walking felt well out of the range of the possible for Limba. But the boy mare whinnied shrilly, nostrils fluttering, twisting and trying to buck helplessly up against Ropes as his pussy was ploughed and filled once again.

Kao took a back seat for the moment, enjoying the view, though his softening cock still gleamed with Limba's juices and a slick coat of his own cum too, lying softly against his thigh, waiting to be used. It would not take the dragon long at all to come back around and be ready to go again, always the stud who knew what was what, always ready to go again, but he was content to enjoy the view as Limba's cries filled his living room.

And, when Ropes spent himself inside the horse's pussy too, adding to the already slick, creamy loads already in there, Kao's rod had risen back to attention, ready to give the horse's cunny everything that he needed and more, all over again.

Still, Fyr would just have to not know about it, if they wanted to keep fucking him...

*

Fyr didn't pester Ropes again about Limba for a few weeks after the phone call, convinced that she was making a mountain out of a molehill. Even though she had embarrassed herself in front of Kao many times over in her lifetime, it was still awkward as hell to be jealous of Ropes and wondering where he was when she had fallen prey to that phone call. She busied herself with the ranch expansion plans, going ahead with purchasing the additional land that would expand their smallholding, focusing her attention on where it was better placed. It was not as if she was not getting sex from Ropes either, she constantly reasoned with herself, for her husband's sex drive, with her, was every bit as voracious as it had always been.