Meeting the Family (Pt.2)

Goldie let out another satisfied laugh, before turning over to inspect the barn, especially eyeing what could be used against her hunky cousin. A few planks here and there, some farming tools...ah, so much potential, but at the same time, she didn’t have it in her today to go the extra mile to bust him up good. That, and, the healer that lived on the outskirts of town was charging a premium on potions now that the town was swept up with various forms of fighting, the latest, weird trend to originate from the sacred steps of Upper Canterlot. 

Rumor had it the Royals were involved. Dig deeper and one would find recordings of the wildest sexfights, catfights, wrestling and boxing brawls to ever grace the marble floors of noble homes and the Palace itself. Here in rural Ponyville, the bug had bitten pretty much everypony as well, and Goldie was no exception. Those pay-per-view matches at the local theater was just fantastic, and here she was, living it out, in the flesh.

Speaking of flesh, her eyes wandered over to Mac’s cock, throbbing high and proud, and she all but licked her lips, hungry at the very sight of the thing. Inches upon inches of prime, succulent fuckmeat, ready to pound and BE pounded, just for her. She could swear she saw a glistening little pearl of pre-cum forming on the lone, standing cock, and with a chuckle, she would go over to Mac, who was still clutching his aching balls. 

“Hoo boy, looks like that hurt!” Goldie guffawed as she stood over him, lifting her own, hefty cock with one hand, while spreading her tight cunt lips with her other, letting the sweet, apple-scented wisps of pussy juice dribble along the insides of her muscular thighs. “What say I...help you ease the pain a little, cuz?” 

“Go jump in a well….” Big Mac wheezed, to which he would regret very quickly when she let herself drop on him, using that big, luscious ass of hers to slam into his hands that covered his apples, making him whinny in shock and agony.

“Suit yerself.” She grinned widely, before moving upwards to slide herself onto that cock, delicately playing with his tip and gyrating those wonderful hips of hers, making him groan again as she teased him for a moment, before slamming herself down on him, holding back little as she swallowed every inch of that cock like a hungry whore.

His eyes grew as wide as saucers as she began grinding and bouncing on him, not bothering to start nice and slow with some foreplay, oh no, this was rough, no-holds-barred cock milking right here, and he was hard pressed not to yowl with pain and pleasure. That pussy of hers was hot, very much so, as well as tight, pressing down on all sides of his cock and giving him the sensation of paradise. Those walls of her, so tough, and firm, yet so silky, was the thing of legends, that of a real champ.

But champions were meant to be beaten, and that was exactly what Mac had in mind. As she went down on him like a cowgirl in heat, he would buck upwards, stunning her as his mighty shaft slammed into her, making her insides tighten and for her pussy to tremble with pleasure. She growled, and yelped when he bucked again. 

“Gerroff!”

“Never!” She spat back, only to gasp sharply when he bucked a third time, doing a number on her pussy as she trembled visibly, before a fourth and fifth and sixth buck made her tongue lol outwards and her eyes to nearly roll up into the back of her head. Mac’s cock was a bona-fide cunt destroyer, and it was something that no mare would find easy to challenge in a duel, be it whether she packed her own weapon or not. 

She went limp, flopping over slightly as she tried to fight the burning pleasure in the pit of her stomach and in her pussy, only to shudder violently as he thrust again, and again and again, reverse piledriving her cunt like a pro, making her whine and whimper. The tables had turned very well right now, and she could barely ball her fist and punch him in relation before cumming violently. Her pussy squeezed down on him, and she screamed with pain and pleasure as juices gushed from between her spasming cunt and his throbbing cock, messily splattering all over the body and floor below her. 

With a grin, Mac would roll her off, mid-orgasm, pulling his still rock-hard dick free from her once dominant pussy, before slamming it into her limp, open maw, plunging it as deep as it could go, making her squeal in shock and anger, before he gave her a few good pumps, ramming home into her mouth and groaning loudly as he came, pumping her throat and belly full of steaming hot, creamy cum that gushed from his cock in long, heavy ropes. That cock spasmed in her throat, making her choke and grunt as he held her in place by grabbing her long, lovely blonde hair and shoving her face into his crotch, keeping her there for a good while, to the point that cum began to bubble from her nose and gush from her lips.

Satisfied, he pulled away, and flopped to the mat, spent, while his opponent hacked and coughed, splattering jizz all over the floor as she tried to breathe desperately. Rolling over, she would use the nearby hay bales to clamber back to her feet, while Mac panted, looking up at the sunlit ceiling and specks of dust and hay flying about, quite enjoying the view as he basked in his victorious afterglow...only to get smashed in the abs by Goldie’s elbow as she leaped onto him.

“URRRGGGH!” Spit flew from Mac’s lips as he curled up, clenching her bruised belly, while she went over to work on him, throwing a few snappy jabs at his face, smacking his right cheek black and blue with a solid ground and pound! 

“Play time’s over, ya big lunk!” Goldie grinned, only to be grabbed by the neck, causing her to glurk sharply as Mac’s muscular arm bulged from the effort of squeezing his fingers around her. She grunted, going to try to do the same to him with both her arms, only to receive a vicious gut-punch in retaliation from his free arm, the fist sinking a little in between those abs to achieve a very satisfying “UNNNGGH!” from the big, busty mare. She groaned with a trail of spit hanging from her lovely lips, looking a tad bit dazed, before receiving a hard right cross that smashed into her jaw, sending her flying off amid a spray of saliva and blood! She tumbled across the barn, moaning as her body was wracked in pain, while Mac, now far more cautious than earlier, began to rise again, fists up, waiting for her to rise.

And, being the powerful mare that she was, she did indeed rise, casually wiping the blood off her lips with her forearm and growling at the stud across the barn. He all but smiled, giving her a cheeky look, before going back to his fighting stance, not wanting to slip up again because of an abundance of confidence. 

She would yowl and rush across the barn, meeting him in the middle with a crushing punch to his nose, only for him to duck and tackle her by the waist, charging into one of the large wooden pillars that held up the barn! She groaned as her powerful body smashed into the wood, making the barn creak very, very dangerously, but she responded by intertwining her fingers and slamming it down into Mac’s back, making him cough wetly as the axe handle blow rattled him badly. 

He tried to release her, only to get another similar blow into the same spot, making him cry out in pain and bring him to his knees...a perfect position for her to slap him across the face with her rock-hard cock, feeling like a club more than anything else, once across the right cheek, the other across the left, leaving him with a stinging red welt the humiliating shape of a cock on either side of her already-red cheeks. He groaned, before being kicked in the check, knocking the wind out of him and sending him flying to the middle of the barn, wheezing and gasping for air as he found himself dazed, once more staring at the roof of the cozy barn.

He would try to rise once more, only to be kicked in the ribs, making him yowl and roll over onto his belly; momentum from the force of the blow carrying him like a rag doll. Clearly, his lovely, buff cousin wasn’t holding back one bit, and she was putting those muscles of hers to very, very good use. 

“Now, stay down, boy. I’ve got a surprise for yuh.” She grinned, punching him in the back of his head and making him go down with a cry of pain! His vision went fuzzy, and for a moment, a very few, tense seconds, he blacked out from the very minor concussion, letting her huff with satisfaction and limp over to the side of the barn, inspecting it and grinning wickedly to herself. Oh, fun times were to be had now!

Big Mac blinked, before looking down at the trail of spit hanging from his limp lower lip and dribbling down onto the hay below. He shook his head and growled, trying to get back up while the big mare struggled to climb up a tower of hay bales and wooden railings, wanting nothing but to reposition herself and dive off from height to body slam the big male and bury him under the barn!

“OOOUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” She could barely scream; the wind caught in her throat and she ended up letting out a very primal grunting groan as her knees buckled and her body sagged while her strong, but battered balls bounced back into shape after being momentarily flattened against her pelvis.

“Nice try, sugar. Now c’mere!” Big Mac grunted as he reached up again to wrap a hand around Goldie’s hanging apples, crushing them together with a firm, unrelenting grip, making her wheeze and tremble as he began pulling her down slowly. She flopped off the hay bales like a fly from a wall after being swatted, right into Mac’s arms, letting him lift her up good and high, before unceremoniously slamming her, stomach first, into his bent knee.

“HURK!” She glurked as she was bent over, very well nearly losing her lunch, before she went limp as her body tried to make sense of what in the world just happened. It felt like she’d been headbutted by a clown shot out of a carnival cannon, and by the goddesses, did her dick throb HARD in response. Mac kept her on his knee like a child, bobbing her up and down and making her sputter and spit as her gut took one hell of an abusing, before he reached his free hand up high to bring it down on her supple, sumptous ass with a resounding THWACK!

“Gah!” She squealed, and her body spammed from the brutal spanking that left her lighter brown ass with a very visible pink handprint. “You fuckin’-” *THWACK! THWACK* “AUURRGGGRRR!!” Her arms and legs flailed violently to no avail, giving Big Mac free reign over his captive as he went to town on her, occasionally ‘missing’ those firm, gorgeous asscheeks and slamming his palm into her tightly packed balls, making those confused garbles of hers turn into sharp hisses and yelps!

The muscled mare’s ass and jewels were hardly match for the well-trained palm of an elder brother and cousin, and with each spank and slap, her blush grew, as did the tremendous throbbing of her juicy, pink dick. “Fuckin’ bastard…” She grumbled as she tried to flip her blonde mane from her eyes again while trying to find a way out of the humiliating situation. “Gonna shove that cider bottle up your ass just for th-is-ISSSSS!” She yelped sharply as another spank collided with her balls, making them bounce and throb with an ache that made her legs weak, and cock all the harder! “GAH! FUCK YOU!” 

“You were always one for cussin’, cousin.” Big Mac clicked his tongue and shook his head disapprovingly. “Gonna have to wash you out, later.” He all but grinned, knowing just where he was going to shove his raging boner right after this, but first, he knew he had to weaken her to the point where she wasn’t going to surprise-punch his balls up through his throat while he pounded her face with his cock. 

He reached under her with the same hand that delivered the multitude of spanks, before roughly grabbing her flailing cock like how a farmer would do to a particularly naughty cow’s udders. This cow needed to be taught a damn lesson!