Breeding Ponies

Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

The Rapidash picked up his head, though his name would not have been pronounceable in the language of any trainer. It was just as well he wasn’t being observed, down by the river under the trees, as the cute little Blitzle stepped out from behind a bush.

She didn’t have his fiery mane and tail, whipping back and forth in a flame of their own design, perhaps two-thirds of his size with a sharper, crest-like mane in the shape of a lightning bolt. Electricity crackled enticingly from her as he snorted and pawed at the ground, nostrils flaring. Already, the Rapidash scented her need, Pokemon pheromones filling the air, though it was rather late in mating season for either of them, as wild Pokemon, to be thinking about the business of making eggs.

To them, in that moment, it didn’t matter. Not as the water rushed by in a soft, atmospheric backdrop to their amour, the Rapidash picking up his legs in a higher-stepping, show-off walk in his approach. His hooves lightly indented the grass as he passed by, though he was still light enough in his stride that he didn’t leave any true mark behind. She was a little spicier, however, her electricity not yet fully controlled as she scorched the grass faintly with it, leaving it browning and crisp, wispy where her smaller hooves had less delicately tread.

She whinnied for him and stretched out her neck in greeting, though the Rapidash had to lower his own head to brush his nose against hers. The Blitzle took in his scent with short, sharp puffs of breath, eyes alight and her readiness there.

Turning her back to him, the electric-type Pokemon shifted her tail to the side, though it didn’t have the subtle range of motion other Pokemon tails may have had. With another lightning bolt shape struck through it, she still exposed herself enough for the small tuck of her sex to be available to him. Shoving his head greedily under the Blitzle’s tail, he grunted as his tongue lashed out, stroking against the edge of her sex in a needy swipe, tasting her readiness.

His own shaft spilt out readily in response to her, though neither Pokemon may have seen each other after that breeding. To them, it didn’t matter, not as his thick shaft pushed out, the head flatter with a very faintly mushroom-like shape to the head. There was a light medial ring just over halfway down the length and the Rapidash tightened his abdominal muscles, forcing his cock to jerk and flesh against his underbelly.

She nickered needily for him, stomping a hind hoof, and he took his cue from her. The Blitzle was needy and her heat upon her, so what kind of Pokemon would he have been to deny her what they both craved. He reared, lightly resting his weight on her hind end, though he took most of it politely back on to his rear hooves, conscious of her smaller form. His cock jabbed and prodded, seeking the Blitzle’s wet heat, though it only took a few shifts of his hips before he found the treat of her entrance.

As he sank in, the Blitzle whinnied, bracing herself for the strength of his strokes. He didn’t overpower her, but he still took every ounce of pleasure that was there for him to enjoy as her body wrapped around his cock, squeezing and massaging every inch he fed her. The Rapidash’s dick drove deeper as he shuffled his hind hooves in a little closer, a ripple of desire going through him as he enjoyed the feel of her wrapped ever so deliciously around his shaft.

There was nothing more intoxicating than breeding, even to him, though it was not something he got to enjoy all that much outside mating season. It took time for an egg to grow, after all, and Pokemon suitable for taking his cock were not all that receptive to his advances during that time. But things came together perfectly sometimes as he lowered his head, shivering at the crackle of electricity flowing through the Blitzle that had his mane and tail burning brighter still, though not burning her.

She squeezed around him and nickered for him to go on, so he didn’t deny her or make her weight for a single moment longer. He needed more, his heavy nuts swinging back and forth as he crammed into her, slamming his shaft deep as she welcomed him inside, her wet heat opening up around his length. Her inner muscles squeezed around him as if she was striving to drag his member deeper still, the head thickening and flaring out slightly as they did what breeding Pokemon did best.

Her cry of pleasure echoed down the river, raising the heads of other Pokemon who could be interested in the Rapidash’s services too, though the pull of her bliss around his cock was all he needed to grind in more furiously. He managed to get in closer still, enough that his balls bounced off her hind end, below her sex, with every thrust, but his climax was near. With a deep, throaty grunt that reverberated through his entire body, he bore into her short, sharp, driving strokes, barely pulling back before he was thrusting again.

They needed it, both him and the Blitzle, so the Rapidash didn’t hold back his proud neigh as climax took him, spurting long, thick ropes of stallion seed into her pussy. Her sex closed around him, massaging him with a velvety pull of muscle, and he leaned into it, teeth gently grazing the lightning bolt of her mane. Yet their deed was done with his seed pouring up where it belonged, drooling viscously out around the join of their bodies. There was more than enough inside her to mark her with his semen, to ensure there would be an egg from their coupling, but the stallion and the mare had all they wanted from each other.

The breeding ponies, however, could well come back together next season for another round, after the Blitzle’s egg was laid...