A Couple's First Smashing
All throughout the land of Equestria, it seemed that Cloudsdale’s weather team had been working non-stop to encase most of the nation in a thick blanket of snow. Save for certain regions that depended on warmer climates, such as Apploosa or Dodge Junction, it was hard to find many areas of Equestria that had much grass exposed away from treelines. In fact, as a young stallion sat comfortably in his train traveling from Ponyville, all that he could see from the windows were thick volleys of white as far as the eye could see. The sight was almost jarring for him, especially as the snow grew thicker the further they traveled up north. However, for the large yak who was nestled in the seat beside him, her smile was as wide as could be from seeing such a familiar view throughout their trip.
“Aaaaahhhhh…” The burly yak sat herself a little closer to her mate, whose pale-green fur blushed profusely from her comforting warmth. The young stallion may have caught a few stares from the other train passengers -- most likely due to how vast the size difference was between himself and his girlfriend -- but at the same time, he couldn’t have cared less as he leaned in and nuzzled her thick chest fur. The yak managed to wrap one of her short, pudgy forelegs around his back, and sighed blissfully in his embrace. “Oh, Sandbar… Yona is so glad Sandbar agreed to come to Snilldar Fest this year…”
“Hmph~” Sandbar tried to show a loving smile as he looked up at her, even though most of his shaggy teal mane was covering his green eyes. “Well, I didn’t want you to spend Hearth’s Warming alone this year. I remember how sad you were when you missed going back to Yakyakistan last year.”
Yona sighed with a solemn nod, but tried not to look too disheartened about how things went the previous winter. Even though she and her friends all had a great Hearth’s Warming season together, the last thing she wanted to do was upset her family by missing the holidays a second year in a row. But despite how pleased she may have felt, the yak still used her hoof to pull Sandbar in closer for support. “Still though… Yona really hopes that Sandbar won’t be too homesick this year.”
“Hey, come on…” Sandbar pulled himself up from his seat, and needed to stand on the bench in order to give his girlfriend a supportive peck on the cheek. Yona giggled and reeled her head away with a heavy blush, although her heavy fur covered most of it. Regardless, Sandbar still said with utmost sincerity, “I already told you, Mom and Dad completely understood how important it was for us to meet your family this year. You already got to meet all of them, so it was only fair. Besides, it was a good excuse for us to open their gifts early.”
“Yeah, Yona really appreciated Sandbar’s family for that.” When she looked back at her coltfriend, Yona smiled while proudly wearing the crystal bands that were holding up her pigtails in a stylish bun. Even though the two had only been dating for a few months when they broke the news to Sandbar’s parents, they showed nothing but the utmost support for who he was courting. And much like their friends (who actually had a betting pool over whether or not they would get together), it wasn’t too surprising when they discussed plans to spend the holidays together. Along with giving Yona her thoughtful present early, Sandbar’s parents also purchased them train tickets to Yakyakistan to show their approval.
“Not to mention,” continued Sandbar as he looked up at her with an optimistic smile, “I’m honestly really excited to visit Yakyakistan myself. The only other pony I know who’s been there is Pinkie Pie. And given how positively both of you talked about the place, I’m looking forward to seeing it with you.”
“Dawwww! Thanks, Sandbar!” Yona wrapped both of her hooves around the stallion, and lifted him up from the ground for a strong bear-hug. Due to the yak’s immense strength, Sandbar let out a strained wheeze from how suddenly she squeezed most of the air from his lungs. The uncomfortable crunching noises his body made seemed to have alerted some of the train attendees nearby; but by the time she lowered him back to his seat, all that they saw was a love-stricken stallion with a deep blush and a dopey gaze.
“N… N-No problem, Yona~” Sandbar’s head went back and forth in a daze, like he had just taken a bong-hit with Smolder behind the school again. Yona giggled from how smitten her boyfriend looked, and her smile grew more content as she stared down at him. She didn’t say anything for a moment, and merely sighed while her eyes grew half-lidded in admiration. Even though neither of them have said those infamous three words to each other just yet, it seemed that Yona already carried some strong feelings for the pony beside her.
Of course, by the time Sandbar was able to get some proper bloodflow back to his brain, Yona looked away flusteredly and tried to stammer out, “S-Speaking of Pinkie Pie, uhhh… Didn’t Sandbar say something about talking with somepony else before we left?”
“Huh? Oh… Oh yeah!” Sandbar blinked a couple times before he smiled in recollection. “Yeah, I actually visited Canvas at his studio last week. He’s never been to Yakyakistan, but I know he went with his husband to the Gryphon Kingdom a couple times. I figured he could give some advice about how to interact with families of different nationalities.”
“Umm… Canvas?” Yona looked back at him with her eyes narrowed in confusion. She may have been a smart yak (and surprisingly enough, one of the highest-scoring students at the School of Friendship behind Ocellus), but she had a slight issue remembering names without context. At least, pony names were still fairly confusing to her sometimes. “Sandbar mean… blue pony?”
“Well, I think he’s more bluish-green,” corrected Sandbar with a shrug. “You’ve met him before, he’s married to that big gryphon guy. He was part of that public exhibition with Zecora last semester.”
“OH! Sandbar means tattoo pony!”
Sandbar chuckled with an accepting nod; even though Canvas was known for a lot more than that over the years, Yona’s coltfriend couldn’t blame her for remembering the stallion’s most recent achievement. Ever since the artist completed his Friendship Mission earlier that year, he had gotten pretty well-immersed in tattoo culture, as well as trying to add more artwork on his forelegs. He may have still been painting regularly, but that didn’t stop him from volunteering for a live tattooing session by Zecora at the School of Friendship’s Cultural Pride Festival. When Sandbar visited him for travel advice, he was impressed by how well those intricate black tribal patterns were adorned over his right shoulder with pride.
“Yeah, that’s the guy. He really helped me feel more comfortable about going on this trip.” Sandbar glanced out the window once more, and sighed when he saw the snow growing even heavier across the landscapes. Most of the trees and forests have long disappeared, as the train was riding along a newly-built track for easier access to Yakyakistan. As he stared out, Sandbar made sure to add, “He basically said that I shouldn’t try to imitate the culture too blatantly, and just be myself. He also reminded me to pack toilet paper, just in case.”
Yona actually threw her head back with a guttural laugh, and needed to hold her belly while cracking up. Her heavy form shook the bench they were on, despite it being bolted to the train floor. Some of the other train passengers stared back at her in annoyance, but Sandbar sighed with a blissful smile as he stared up at the big yak. Much like Yona looked earlier, it was obvious how madly the pony had fallen for her.
“Oh, Sandbar shouldn’t worry,” assured Yona after wiping her eyes with a foreleg, and looking back at him with a smile. “Yona promises that Sandbar will be most comfortable pony in Yakyakistan!”
“W-Well, I… I guess I can believe you on that one…” Sandbar tried not to blush too nervously from that remark, since he was trying to keep from pointing out he’d likely be the only pony in Yakyakistan. Lots of ponies may have been on the train, but Sandbar was aware that most of them were going to exit at the Crystal Empire station. However, once he remembered how the two would be more secluded on the train after that, Sandbar’s blush grew even heavier with a giddy blush. “P-Plus, I… I’m really looking forward to us having some personal time together~”
Sandbar didn’t mean to say that too suggestively, since the most they’ve ever done is kiss by that point. However, Yona’s eyes went wide-open when she looked back at her coltfriend. “R… R-Really?” she asked timidly through her blush. “Uhhh… D-Does Sandbar mean anything… specific?~”
“Oh! Uhhh…” Sandbar suddenly realized how his statement may have been implied, and tried to back-track through a stuttering blush. “I-I just mean, uhhh… it’ll be nice to be a couple outside of Ponyville, y’know? Like… At least we know Ocellus won’t be spying on us as a fly again.”
Both of them shared a good giggle from that reminder, which was definitely one of the most awkward moments they shared. But instead of saying anything more about that incident, Yona shrugged with a gracious smile. “Yeah, Yona happy about that too. A-Although, ummm…”
With that flustered pause, the yak averted her eyes from Sandbar briefly and bit her lip. The stallion quickly took notice, and placed a hoof atop his girlfriend’s to ask, “W-What? What is it, Yona?”
“Nothing,” she blurted, before wincing from how incorrect that answer actually was. “Or, ummm… Yona didn’t mean nothing. Yona was, uhhh… W-Well, ummmm…”
Sandbar could tell that she was growing nervous about something, but he didn’t try to speak up and interrupt her train of thought. While the yak looked down at the floor with a contemplative expression, Sandbar took a quick glance around the train to make sure nopony was eavesdropping. Fortunately for the young couple, they seemed to be private enough for Yona to collect her breath. After closing her eyes with a sigh, Yona looked back at her coltfriend and said, “S-Sorry, Yona just… Yona was wondering if… If Sandbar was okay with…”
Another pause came with Yona’s words, which left the stallion seated anxiously with his brows raised. He wasn’t sure what she was planning to ask, but he could tell it was something important. Yona let out one last huff, and looked away from her coltfriend to mutter, “... If Sandbar could smash with Yona during Snilldar Festival.”
The yak tried not to cringe from how awkwardly those words came out, and she clenched her eyes shut in wait. Because of that, she wasn’t able to see how confused Sandbar looked for a moment. He blinked his eyes a couple times, and tilted his head while trying to figure out what his girlfriend meant. Since yaks have over fifty different meanings for the word ‘Smash’ (something he learned from his research courtesy of Twilight Sparkle), to say he was unfamiliar would’ve been an understatement. But regardless, the stallion eventually shrugged his shoulders, and replied with, “Well, uhhh… Yeah, sure. I don’t see why not.”
Yona whipped her head back towards him wide-eyed. The yak looked absolutely shocked by how quickly Sandbar was willing to comply, let alone how casually he responded. She grew a nervous-looking smile, but she still looked grateful all the same. Before Sandbar could say anything more, he was caught in yet another strong hug by the big yak. “Ohhhhh, Sandbar!” she cooed excitedly while squeezing him tightly once more. “Yona so happy Sandbar want to smash too!~”
Several of the train passengers were staring back at the two with very weirded out looks. Meanwhile, Sandbar was blushing hard as he tried to savor his girlfriend’s passionate embrace, and smiled shakily against her chest. “It… I-It’s no problem,” he tried to croak out in a strained wheeze. “You… Y-You talk about smashing a lot, so--”
“NNGHHH!!” Yona quickly let the stallion go, while her face carried an obscenely heavy blush from embarrassment. “N-No Yona don’t!” she shouted defensively, not that Sandbar seemed to hear while reeling on the seat beside her in ecstasy. As she looked around, her mortified wince only intensified when she saw a few ponies looking away and trying not to snicker. The yak let out a shameful groan through gritted teeth, and turned back to him with a glare. “Sandbar, Yona really didn’t--”
Her words quickly cut off when she saw the stallion seated beside her, who was looking up at Yona with a half-lidded gaze of pure admiration. The yak blushed with an intimidated look of her own, and quickly melted with a contented smile. She may have still been embarrassed, but that didn’t mean she could ignore how adorable the pony looked. After only a brief moment, Yona pulled Sndbar up from the seat, and held him snug against her floofy chest for a more sensual hug.
“Awww, forget it,” muttered Yona, her eyes closing as she smiled with her coltfriend in a loving embrace. “Yona still happy to have Sandbar~”
Sandbar didn’t say anything in response, and nuzzled his girlfriend with a deep smile of his own. Instead of paying any attention to the snow outside, the two remained in that position for quite a while as they savored one another’s loving touch.
“WHOA!!”
Even with how long the train ride may have been, as well as the arduous hike up the snow-capped mountainside to reach Yakyakistan’s massive gates, Sandbar’s face lit up when he saw the nation for the first time. Given his smaller size and stature, the stallion almost felt like he was among giants as burly yaks walked past him with stoic expressions. Sure, there may have been a few curious glances here and there; but for the most part, Yakyakistan’s citizens continued on with their errands while walking past Sandbar’s awe-stricken expression. His eyes veered across the quaint village, noting how large the log and straw huts looked while scattered across the snow-blanketed plains. The sounds of yovidaphone music could be heard faintly in the distance, but it was hard to discern it from the constant noises of hooves colliding with the ground, and thick branches being snapped between hard grunts.
Yona was worried how her coltfriend would react to seeing Yakyakistan for the first time; but much to her relief and elation, her grin was as wide as could be when she saw Sandbar’s impressed smile. His cheeks may have been blushed from intimidation, but that could have easily been due to the extreme cold temperatures. Fortunately, since the stallion was wearing a thick winter coat, and a beanie with earflaps and matching boots, he didn’t seem too uncomfortable alongside his girlfriend just yet. In fact, he was quick to look back up at Yona with an accepting smile.
“So, what does Sandbar think?” Yona asked while smirking confidently. She may have been a little worried how he would react to her homeland, but his smile made her act as composed as a yak should. “Yona wasn’t lying about Yakyakistan, right?~”
“No, totally not!” Sandbar didn’t say anything, but he could recall how worried he felt prior to leaving Ponyville with her. Yona may have been prideful of her country, but her coltfriend was apprehensive about how honest some of her claims could’ve been. But much like her food, which was far better than it looked, Sandbar was pleasantly surprised by how oddly serene the setting felt. Even though the ground beneath his hooves was rumbling constantly like an earthquake, all the yaks walking around were treating the day as they would any other. If any other pony were to come out here (aside from maybe Pinkie Pie), they likely would’ve been a little unnerved by the constant vibrations and guttural yells from yaks breaking stuff. But for young Sandbar, all that he saw was a thriving village with just as much passion as his girlfriend.
“So, I take it that Snilldar Fest is already going on?” He pointed up at some of the straw huts nearby, which had thick ropes hanging between them lined with ornamental paper lanterns. The choice of decor may have not been as elaborate or colorful as Pinkie Pie’s preferences, but there were definitely enough of the light displays hanging around to give the village a comforting glow. However, unlike most festivals that happened back in Ponyville, it seemed that most of the action was happening away from Yakyakistan’s entrance. Fortunately, Yona was quick to nod to her coltfriend’s question with a smile.
“Yes! Snilldar Festival always happens in town center! That’s where yaks gather all wood and sticks for smashing!”
Right on cue, a couple of massive yaks trotted past the couple, lugging a large wooden cart overflowing with logs. Due to the uneven, frozen mud that they were riding over, a lot of smaller branches fell off the cart to leave a trail towards the town square. While Sandbar took notice of the left-over sticks littering the ground, Yona’s face lit up when she saw a familiar black yak barreling in with an excited grin. The yak may have looked menacing and intimidating behind his thick, snow-white beard; but the instant he saw his daughter, he came rushing up to make the ground rumble beneath their hooves. “YONA!!!”
“PAPA!!!” Yona ran towards her dad with an equally wide smile, and was already tearing up before colliding with the yak like a couple of battering rams. The two pulled one another into a tight hug, while Sandbar tried to run up from behind. The stallion kept a respectable distance, and waited patiently with a smile while Yona reconnected with her father. “Oh, Yona missed you so much!!”
“Yona been gone far too long!!” The black yak hugged her for a moment longer, before finally pulling away so she could breathe. Yona looked rather emotional with her teary smile, and tried to use her scarf to wipe away any tears matting her cheeks. Sandbar wanted to reach in and help, but he took notice of the father’s brooding stare towards him. The yak didn’t say anything for a few seconds, but his tone became much firmer when he asked his daughter, “So… This is friend of Yona’s?”
“Well… sorta…” Yona was blushing a bit when she looked up at her Dad with a bitten lip. However, her smile turned to a more confident smirk as she pulled Sandbar in close to her side. “Papa, meet Sandbar! Sandbar is great pony, and also coltfriend!”
Even with the heavy bangs covering the yak’s eyes, Sandbar could see them widening tremendously with that last word. The stallion tried to keep a gracious smile, but his teeth gritted tightly as he struggled to keep his composure. He may have felt safe nestled beside Yona, but it was obvious that her father was very surprised by that detail. The yak’s eyes darted between Sandbar and Yona, needing another moment to process such a revelation. “C… Coltfriend?” he asked with a deep, albeit slightly shaky voice. “You mean… Yona have--”
“Yes, Papa,” said the yak before her father could finish. Unlike the petrified-looking smile on Sandbar’s face, Yona was able to keep herself calm and collected while holding him close. “Sandbar is Yona’s boyfriend. Sandbar helped Yona escape imprisonment from Neighsay and stop Cozy Glow. Sandbar also pony who helped stop Legion of Doom alongside yaks, remember?”
The yak glanced back at Sandbar, which caused the pony to take a couple deep breaths and try not to blush so deeply. After gulping rather audibly, Sandbar reached out a hoof to try and act cordial. “Uhhh… H-Hello there,” he said timidly, as if he was reaching his hoof out towards a lit stove. “It… I-It’s an honor to meet you, Sir. Yona has said a lot of wonderful things about you.”
The yak narrowed his eyes on Sandbar intensely, which made the stallion’s lips purse tightly shut in fear. However, with a single glance back at his smiling daughter, the father nodded and shook Sandbar’s hoof in mutual respect. “Well… Yona has sent pictures of friends, so… Sandbar is known by family…”
The yak’s vague wording made it clear that he was trying to be polite; however, Sandbar could tell that he was struggling to think of much to say in regards to him. Nevertheless, the pony kept his smile by the time they finished their hoofshake. Yona kept a stern eye on her dad, and said with her coltfriend close by her side, “Yona really, really wants Papa to be respectful to guest! Yona already told Mama about Sandbar, and Mama said it’s okay. Papa won’t want to upset Mama, would he?”
The yak’s bushy brows rose up once more, indicating that Yona got a decent checkmate with that question alone. Even though the father’s glare at Sandbar was noted by the blushing pony, only a second or two passed before he nodded back to his daughter. “Yona won’t worry. Papa promise to be good.”
“Thank you,” she said confidently with a matching smirk. “Yona and Sandbar took long train ride to come up here and see family.”
“Well, Yona and Sandbar in good luck!” The yak’s face lightened with a warmer smile, as he pointed a hoof towards the sound of yovidaphone music in the distance. “Mama and kids celebrating Snilldar Fest right now! Papa hopes that Yona isn’t too tired to join in!”
“Papa kidding me?!” Yona jumped up and down like an overexcited puppy, even though her “bounces” ripped the ground hard enough to make Sandbar stumble beside her. “Yona itching to teach Sandbar about Snilldar Fest!”
“Th-That’s actually true!” blurted Sandbar, who tried to keep his smile while staying on his hooves. When Yona finally finished jumping up and down, the pony had to catch his breath before motioning towards her. “Yeah, your daughter has really been wanting me to learn about your family’s culture sir.”
Sandbar made sure to give a respectful bow, but all it did was make Yona’s dad scoff with an amused smirk. Fortunately, a firm glare from Yona kept him from laughing at Sandbar’s overly polite behavior. When the stallion pulled his head back up, he made sure to add with a cheerful smile, “Plus, when we were taking the train back up here, she was really excited about us smashing together!”
Yona froze up in absolute terror, her brown fur instantly paling around her face. The father’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, especially when he saw how mortified Yona appeared from that statement. He was just about to turn back towards Sandbar with a murderous glare, already catching exactly what his daughter was unable to hide through her expression. However, Sandbar was lucky enough to trot away from the two, and headed towards a nearby branch that was laying on the ground.
“Hey, Yona! I think this one’s good!” The stallion had a cheerful, innocent smile on his face as he hopped up like a bunny, and landed hooves-first atop the branch. “Nnnghhh!!”
The branch may have been thin for most yaks over the age of five, but Sandbar seemed to need a lot of force to get it to snap in two. An impressive snap came from the dried wood, which made Sandbar grin excitedly by making it happen with his first stomp. “Whoa! That was actually pretty cool!”
The old yak tilted his head in confusion, and stared at Sandbar like he was a pony with a brain injury. That gave Yona just enough time to sigh shakily in sweet relief, and re-grow a smile before her father glanced back at her. “W-What?” she asked while trying not to sound too nervous. “He… He wanted to smash like Yona! Come on!”
Yona could tell that her dad was still suspicious, but she was quick to rush over towards her coltfriend and add to the innocent ruse. While Sandbar continued to stomp on the branch with a cheerful grin, Yona was smiling nervously beside him and helping snap the thicker parts of the wood.When she snuck a glance back at the yak, her worrisome look intensified when she saw him narrowing his eyes on the two. However, while the happy couple continued to smash together in a literal sense, it didn’t take long before “Papa” let out a long sigh through his flared nostrils.
“Nnnnghhhh…” He definitely didn’t look happy, but that didn’t mean too much when he saw how happy his daughter looked. Not to mention, it was pretty clear that Sandbar was referring to that instead of… other ideas. So after a moment of thought, all that the yak could do was mutter under his breath, “Well… Yak has to talk with Yona about wording…”
Much to Sandbar’s pleasure, as well as Yona’s relief, the couple ended up having a wonderful day together in Yakyakistan. Sandbar felt a little intimidated when he met his girlfriend’s family, since even her youngest siblings turned out to be larger than himself. However, he was also welcomed with open hooves, and given the chance to enjoy Snilldar Fest like all the other yaks present. Yona’s mother made sure to fill him up with their traditional cuisine, which packed a surprising amount of flavor despite its unsavory appearance. Sandbar was also happy to discover the food packed a ton of protein and calories, which helped tremendously when it came to smashing with his girlfriend all day.
By the time night came to Yakyakistan, Sandbar was completely wiped-out from all the branches and sticks he helped crack apart for a massive bonfire. His knees were aching tremendously, and the bottoms of his hooves were littered with scratches and splinters from how many pieces of wood he smashed. But despite how winded he got, Sandbar was proud of himself for staying with the traditions as best as he could. He may have known he couldn’t outdo his girlfriend in physical feats, but the stallion wasn’t one to equate that to being weak himself. In fact, by the time he and Yona were able to head back to her family home, Sandbar was given quite a lot of praise for improving himself physically.
“Ughhhh…” Sandbar had to lay himself on top of Yona’s back, while his hooves were covered in thick bandages with ice-packs taped at the knees. Even though he could hear some of the kids snickering as they walked past, he still had a tired smile on his muzzle while conversing with Yona. “You… You really know how to work a stallion on day one, huh?”
“Yona sure can!” Despite how freaked out she may have felt earlier, Yona was all smiles by the time they finished Snilldar Fest’s activities together. “And Sandbar did really good today! Yona bet that Sandbar can break a baseball bat back in Ponyville now!”
“Heh~” Sandbar chuckled weakly in recollection. Even though he was proud of himself for breaking that thin log by himself, his knees were still throbbing from how badly it wrecked him. He was assured that Yakyakistan had the best doctors, but he made a mental note to stop at the Crystal Empire for a quick checkup during their ride back to Equestria. “W-Well, it’s not as impressive as what I’ve seen you do, Yona. Heck, I remember you broke a baseball bat with your teeth!”
“Yona sure did~” The yak smiled proudly when she remembered that day. “And Yona also won ten bits from Gallus! Totally worth it~”
“Yeah, I guess…” Sandbar closed his eyes while lying belly-down on Yona’s back, and let out a heavy yawn. Yona’s smile lessened when she overheard that, realizing that her coltfriend likely wore himself out from all that smashing. While she certainly wasn’t upset about how hard Sandbar worked to impress his family -- especially when they were all cheering him on during those larger logs -- she tried not to make her muzzle skew in disappointment. Sandbar yawned out a second time, before asking groggily, “Wh… When do you think we’ll have dinner? I don… I don’t wanna ask and sound rude or anything…”
Yona sighed with a touched smile, appreciating how much her coltfriend was wanting to make a good impression. “Sandbar shouldn’t worry,” she said assuredly. “Yona’s Mom likes you already. And when Yona and Sandbar get home, Yona will make some coffee to keep you awake~”
“R… Really?” Sandbar wanted to smile gratefully to Yona’s request, but he seemed rather confused when he saw the sun disappearing behind Yakyakistan’s giant barriers. “Uhhh… isn’t it a little late for coffee?”
Yona’s muzzle scrunched in a bit, but she didn’t let it show to Sandbar. Instead, she breathed out calmly and explained, “Well, Sandbar wouldn’t want to be yawning during dinner. Especially during one of Papa’s stories.”
“Okay, you make a very good point.” Sandbar glanced over Yona’s head, taking notice of her father walking ahead of them. The big yak didn’t say much after meeting the stallion, but Sandbar had a sneaking suspicion that he offended him somehow. But since the big yak was keeping his sights ahead, Sandbar didn’t say anything about his worries to Yona.
‘Besides,’ thought Yona to herself as she looked back ahead, and kept a confident smile on their way back home. ‘If Sandbar stays awake, Yona have proper chance.’
Much like most of Yakyakistan and its citizens, it seemed that their coffee was ungodly strong. Sandbar may have been wiped-out from all that stomping earlier, but the coffee Yona gave him tasted like it could be used as an ignition source for a campfire. Fortunately, despite how horrible the aftertaste may have been, it certainly perked Sandbar up before dinner. Not to mention, Yona’s Mom’s cooking helped to wash away most of that bitter bean flavor. Even before he finished half a cup, he was just as lively as Yona as they talked about their experiences back in Equestria.
Sandbar was especially relieved to see how welcoming Yona’s family was during dinner. Even when the two had to explain how they became more than friends, there wasn’t much judgement from the yaks about Yona being with a stallion. Of course, that was most likely because of how affectionately she talked about her colftriend, which helped to give him a positive impression to her parents and siblings. Even Yona’s dad showed a bit of respect for the stallion after hearing of their efforts to save Equestria side-by-side.
By the time the couple were able to return to Yona’s bedroom (after a long argument between Yona and her parents regarding them sharing a bed), Sandbar didn’t feel nearly as tired as he did on their walk from Snilldar fest. He was a little worried about how strong that coffee was, since he didn’t want to be an insomniac on his first night in Yakyakistan. However, Yona seemed rather pleased that her coltfriend wouldn’t be passed out so soon after they had a chance to be alone.
“Wow, this is your room?” Sandbar took a moment to appreciate Yona’s personal lodging, which gave her the chance to discreetly lock the door behind them. Her bedroom wasn’t nearly as lavish or well-furnished as his own, but the stallion could appreciate how cozy it looked. The straw bed in the middle of the room was absolutely massive, while a large pile of Yona’s clothing were laid out by one of the corners. There were also a couple of Yakyakistani posters on the walls, which Sandbar couldn’t necessarily discern from the foreign text; but given the style of artwork, he could only assume they were national pieces proclaiming the country’s strengths. “I gotta admit,” he said with an impressed shrug that matched his smile, “it’s cool that you have your own bedroom here.”
“Yeah, Yona’s certainly lucky~” The yak took a moment to look around, making sure that none of her younger siblings were hiding somewhere to catch the two doing anything inappropriate. Fortunately, Yona was grateful that her bedroom not only had a lockable door, but thick walls that were made soundproof for yovidaphone practice. Of course, when she glanced back at her boyfriend with a nervous smile, the last thing on Yona’s mind was that instrument hanging on the wall. “Plus… Yona really happy that Sandbar doesn’t have to sleep in laundry room~”
“Yeah, that would’ve been pretty awkward…” Sandbar tried not to shudder from that thought, since he smelled how horrid that room was when he went to the bathroom earlier that night. It definitely said a lot that the toilet didn’t smell as bad. Nevertheless, he kept a content smile when he turned back to Yona. “Heh~ Hopefully your parents aren’t assuming anything from us being here, right?”
“Oh, Yona definitely hopes not~” The two shared a light chuckle from that quip, mostly due to how nervous both of them felt from being alone. For Sandbar, his eyes peered back at the door in worry of one of those yaks listening in on their conversation. For Yona though, she remained staring at Sandbar with a contemplative look. Her lips pursed tightly for a moment, before she walked up closer to him and asked, “But, ummm… Since Sandbar and Yona are alone, uhhh… Yona wants to ask something…”
The stallion glanced back at her curiously. “Hmm?”
“Did… Did Sandbar, ummm...” Yona felt worried about asking anything too upfront, since she wasn’t sure how well her coltfriend would respond. Even though she thought their discussion on the train was direct enough, she had a feeling that Sandbar’s actions earlier were a sign that he misheard her. The idea was embarrassing enough, but the yak breathed out before asking, “Did Sandbar remember what Yona said on the train? About, uhhhh… About smashing?”
Sandbar blinked a couple times, clearly puzzled by his girlfriend’s question. “Ummm… yeah?” He pointed a hoof back to the door and said, “I… I was smashing things all day with you, wasn’t I?”
“Ugh!” Yona face-hoofed. Hard. She then grumbled something to herself in Yakyakistani; Sandbar couldn’t understand what it was, but he could tell she was upset about it.
“W-Wait! Ummm…” Sandbar tried to throw his hooves up and say something in defense. “Did you want me to smash something else? I-I mean, my knees are still kinda sore, but--”
“NO!” Yona’s outburst made Sandbar flinch and reel back from her. The yak instantly winced with a hoof over her face, and added apologetically, “Sorry, Yona mean… Y-Yes, kinda! B-But not like that, Sandbar!”
With another frustrated groan, Yona walked away from her coltfriend to maintain her composure. Sandbar stood frozen at the spot, looking worried that he offended her somehow. Luckily for the stallion, Yona was able to take a couple calming breaths before rewording her issue. “Sorry… Yona sorry for snapping. Yona just…”
She sighed before turning back to Sandbar. “... Yona really, really appreciate what Sandbar’s been doing today. And Yona had fun too! Seriously, Yona loved smashing with Sandbar today at Snilldar Festival!”
Despite her words of praise, Sandbar’s ears slumped down in worry. “Oh no… What did I do wrong?”
“Nothing!” said Yona with utmost insistence. “Yona promise Sandbar didn’t do anything wrong! Sandbar great at smashing!”
Sandbar tried not to wince, and waited for a pause in Yona’s words to say nervously, “... But?”
Now it was Yona’s turn to struggle not to cringe. She eventually closed her eyes with a deep exhale, and said awkwardly, “Well… When Yona talked about smashing on the train, Sandbar… Sandbar m-may have taken it wrong…”
Sandbar’s head tilted with a more baffled look, and he narrowed his eyes on her confusedly. “W… What do you mean? You said you wanted us to smash.”
Yona gave the stallion a very stern stare, while her muzzle was stretched wide and her lips tightly shut. Her flat, insistent look was accompanied with a nod of her head, as she refused to blink before seeing his response. “Mmm-Hmm…”
“Yeah, so… what do you…”
It took Sandbar about five seconds to connect the dots. His eyes suddenly shot wide-open, and a deep blush practically exploded across his cheeks. “Oh… OH!!”
Yona finally closed her eyes, and sighed in relief. “Yes… Yes, Sandbar…”
“Ohhhh…” Sandbar needed a moment as he looked down at the floor between them. His blush grew heavier as he thought things over, quickly realizing why Yona was acting the way she had earlier. The yak stood with a worrisome look of her own, mostly since she could tell that he hadn’t considered that until now. However, it didn’t take long before he groaned with a strong wince, and covered his face with a hoof. “Oh nooooo… I can’t believe I said that to your Dad!”
Yona froze for a second, but her muzzle quickly wrinkled to try and conceal her smirking face. “Gnnghhh… PBBTTT!! HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAA!!!~”
Yona fell to the floor hard enough to make the ground rumble, but she paid no heed to it while laughing hysterically. Sandbar was still rightfully embarrassed, but he was able to sigh with a sheepish smile when he saw how quickly Yona perked herself up. Before too long, the stallion was able to chuckle to himself with a shake of his head. “Oh, jeeze… no wonder he was looking at me so weird today.”
“Y-Yeah!” blurted Yona as she tried to stifle her laughter. “Yona can’t believe Sandbar didn’t catch that! Yona was so worried before Sandbar went to those sticks!! HA HA HA HA HA HAAAA!!!”
That reminder got Sandbar to laugh more genuinely like his girlfriend. Even though the mood was a little awkward earlier, the couple were grateful to share a moment that wholesome in retrospect. By the time Yona and Sandbar were able to settle themselves down, the stallion breathed out and shook his head. “Man… I’m probably the luckiest idiot in Equestria, huh?”
“Oh, don’t be like that…” Yona’s amused smile turned much more comforting as she walked up to her mate, and gave him a kind peck on the cheek. “Trust Yona on this. Sandbar is not idiot. Sandbar just took things literal, that’s all~”
“Yeah, I guess…” Sandbar averted his eyes from her out of embarrassment, and muttered, “Plus, you guys have like, fifty different meanings for the word ‘smash.’”
“Exactly!” Yona wasn’t offended by that detail, and rubbed her coltfriend’s shoulder with a hoof. “See? Yona knows Sandbar not stupid. Just like Sandbar knew Yona not stupid back at school.”
“Yeah… Yeah, that’s true…” Sandbar looked back up at Yona with a warmer smile, nodding his head in understanding. He recalled back when he met his friends at the School of Friendship, most of the students already made assumptions about Yona due to her clumsiness and thick dialect. But unlike most of the other ponies, Sandbar was quick to take notice of how well she scored in a lot of tests and assignments. And even among their group of friends, Sandbar was the only one who wasn't surprised when Yona got the second highest scores in the EEA exams, just behind Ocellus. “Not to mention,” Sandbar added while looking up at Yona lovingly, “you were the only one who believed in me during that Neighsay incident.”
“Psh~” Yona openly scoffed with a strong eyeroll. “Oh, please! Neighsay and others might have believed Sandbar’s act, but Yaks best at catching liars! Yona knew that Sandbar wasn’t dickhead.”
Sandbar’s eyes clenched shut as he tried not to giggle from his girlfriend saying “dickhead” out loud. His expression made Yona smile even wider, and she bent in to nuzzle him sweetly. “Also… Yona knew Sandbar had a big crush on Yak~”
“Ngh!” Sandbar reeled back with his heavy blush remaining. “Uhhh… heh heh heh…” His nervous smile trembled a bit, but he managed to stammer out truthfully, “W-Well, I… I guess I can’t deny that fact, can I?~”
“No, Sandbar can not~” Since the mood was fairly lifted from earlier, Yona took that opportunity to set things right. She leaned to kiss Sandbar once more, but planted her lips firmly against the stallion’s. Sandbar’s eyes widened immensely for a moment, and his face turned beet-red by the time Yona wrapped a hoof around the back of his neck. However, after only a second of shock, Sandbar’s eyes slowly went half-lidded before he returned the gesture. He pressed his muzzle in to kiss her back, and he closed his eyes to reciprocate the yak’s kiss tenderly.
The two remained in that embrace for only a moment, but it felt much longer to the two young souls. By the time their lips finally parted, Sandbar shuddered with an antsy smile on his face. Meanwhile, Yona narrowed her eyes on him more confidently, and asked with a smirk, “So… Does Sandbar understand Yona’s question now?~”
The stallion’s green eyes widened once more, and he asked with a shivering breath, “Y-You… You mean about… smashing?”
If Sandbar said that word just a few minutes earlier, it wouldn’t have elicited much of a physical response. But after learning of Yona’s true meaning, the word was accompanied with the faint sound of a muffled smack just beneath him. Sandbar tensed up with a heated gasp, and tried to cross his legs before Yona could see anything. However, even if she didn’t veer her eyes downward, the yak’s knowing grin made it clear that she knew what just happened. And because of that, Yona leaned in close to the pony’s face and said lustfully, “Yes, Sandbar… Yona means smashing~”
Sandbar shuddered badly enough to make his knees buckle, nearly toppling to the ground beneath his grinning yak. Fortunately, Yona kept a tight grip on the stallion, ensuring that he would remain on his wobbling hooves. His face was still burning hotly from his blush, but he managed to keep a shakily wide smile on his muzzle. Meanwhile, the young stallion’s hind-legs tried to stay as close together as possible, despite how ineffectively it concealed his erection as it repeatedly smacked the underside of his barrel.
“Nnnfff~ O-O-Ohmigosh…” Sandbar was clearly eager to reciprocate Yona’s suggestion, but he needed a moment to adjust to the sudden jolts of arousal surging through his body. Before he became Yona’s coltfriend, the only experience Sandbar could claim were from the dirty magazines he stashed under his dresser drawer. But despite his virgin status, Sandbar tried to keep himself steady while saying, “W-Wow, I… I really wish I knew that before coming out there. Heh heh…”
Sandbar smiled nervously out of embarrassment, trying not to look too worried about being unprepared. If he knew that his girlfriend was bold enough to make this step in Yakyakistan, he would’ve purchased some items back in Ponyville for their trip. Fortunately, Yona had her saddlebags beside her hay bed, which she motioned towards with a flick of her head. “Sandbar don’t worry,” she assured with a cheeky grin. “Yona already have protection ready… I-If Sandbar consent, of course~”
Yona blushed with a sheepish smile, unsure of whether or not that last statement was necessary. Sandbar may have looked willing, but she learned enough from Sex Ed classes to understand how important consent was. But much to the yak’s relief, Sandbar instantly nodded and blurted out, “Y-Yes! Sandbar consent. Sandbar… really, really consent~”
“Hehehehe~” Yona giggled from her coltfriend’s eagerness, and nodded before finally letting him go. While the stallion tried to fan his face with a hoof, Yona walked over to her saddlebags to collect some items she had stashed in a hidden pocket: A bottle of spermicidal lube, some towels, a can of air freshener (just in case one of her parents tried barging in), a couple of scented candles…
And of course, a box of Incitatus-brand, Equestrian-sized condoms.
“Y-Yona… Yona unsure what kind to get,” she said with a nervous-sounding voice. When she turned back to her coltfriend, she held out the box to show it was a variety pack of different sizes. “Hopefully Sandbar won’t mind…”
“Heh~ I-I really doubt it...” Sandbar took the box with a hoof, and read the back to gloss through the instructions. He already took the same classes Yona had, so he understood the basics of condom application. But after realizing what was going to happen, he certainly needed a reminder while his mind was going blank. He narrowed his eyes while reading through the various size requirements, not wanting to get the wrong condom out first and embarrass himself. Of course, considering how wide Yona’s eyes got when she veered down at her coltfriend’s equipment, it didn’t seem likely that he’d be embarrassing himself anytime soon.
“Holy…” Yona muttered some other words to herself when she got a proper look at Sandbar’s stallionhood, but they were spoken in Yakyakistani. She wasn’t sure what to expect when she saw a pony’s cock for the first time, but her jaw dropped at the sheer girth of what her coltfriend was packing. Yona may have snuck a few peeks at yaks’ cocks before, but most of those were fairly thin and slender in comparison to that thick, Equestrian piece of cockmeat between Sandbar’s legs. His shaft was notably thick and rigid, carrying a pale teal color that was slightly marbled with white splotches here and there across his length. His endowment as a whole looked to be around nine inches, which was way more than Yona would’ve expected from a guy his size. Not to mention, Sandbar was sporting a plump, crowned cockhead that was flaring at the tip, which actually made Yona gulp worriedly from intimidation.
“Hmm?” Sandbar glanced back at his girlfriend, and quickly noticed where her bulging eyes were pointing towards. He gasped and quickly tried to scurry back a couple steps, unsuccessfully using his box as a cover for his erection. “O-Oh! Uhhh… Heh heh heh… S-Sorry, I uhhh… I’m not sure what to say right now…”
He looked away with a clenched muzzle, cringing at the thought of his dick being unappealing to a yak like Yona. He had no idea how big guys around here were, so for all he knew, he could’ve been packing a circus peanut between his legs. However, Yona’s blush only deepened by the time she looked back up at Sandbar’s face, and asked meekly, “Are… A-Are all ponies that huge?”
Sandbar turned his head back quickly enough to risk whiplash. His eyes nearly bulged out of his skull, with the left one twitching in shock of what she just asked. “You… You think I’m huge?”
Sandbar took a moment to look down at himself, noticing how hard his throbbing erection had gotten. While he figured he was average size at best, he certainly wouldn’t have considered himself to be huge. Meanwhile, Yona just nodded her head blankly by the time Sandbar looked back at her. “Ummm… Yona not best expert,” she said in a faint tone to emphasize her intimidation, “but… but Sandbar bigger than lots of yaks Yona seen.”
Sandbar’s face lit up like a Hearth’s Warming tree. His thick cock gave a couple of hard twitches, which made Yona flinch a little. She then giggled when she saw how stunned that proclamation left her coltfriend, who was left utterly speechless. He didn’t even care to ask how many cocks Yona saw aside from his own, since he was feeling absurdly proud of himself at that moment.
“B-But don’t worry!” assed Yona insistently. “Yona won’t say anything about that to friends! Yona swear.”
“Psh~ Are you kidding me?!” Sandbar opened up the box to find a condom to match his size. “Trust me, I do not mind who you tell that to~”
Just as he pulled out a medium-sized condom from the box, he made sure to add quickly enough, “E-Except your family, of course.”
Now it was Yona’s turn to scoff back at him. “Oh, come on! Yona not stupid. Does Sandbar really think Yona would do that?”
“Right, sorry, sorry…” Sandbar shook his head with a blushed sigh, not wanting to break the mood with his dumb mouth. In an effort to bring the mood back on track, he motioned towards the bed while holding the condom pack in his hoof. “S-So, umm… Does Yona consent as well?”
The yak grinned wide with an approving nod, and pulled Sandbar in by his shoulders to throw him into the bed. Luckily for the stallion, he happened to fall into a surprisingly plush pile of hay that cushioned the impact wonderfully. As random strands of hay flew up in the air, so did his rigid cock as it stood up triumphantly atop his crotch. Yona may have had a determined grin, but she still shuddered when she saw that big thing standing upright for attention. But before Sandbar could try to readjust himself, the yak got herself in the bed while looking down at him with a hungry smirk. “It’s alright, Sandbar… Yona wants to take charge~”
Sandbar shuddered with a deeper blush, but didn’t try to pull himself up while lying on his back. If Yona’s determined look wasn’t enticing enough to keep him in place, the dull aching from his still-bandaged knees would’ve done the trick. He didn’t even hesitate when Yona reached down and took the condom pack from his hoof. With a single pull from her gnashing teeth, the yak opened up the pack to retrieve the lubricated prophylactic inside.
“Hmmm…” Yona held up the condom to inspect it with a skewed muzzle. Since she learned about proper condom application in class (or at least, she and her friends tried to while giggling about wrapping a banana in one), the yak only needed a moment to see where the reservoir tip was pointing. The yak then got in close to Sandbar’s crotch, which caused the stallion to clench his eyes shut and struggle not to get too overwhelmed. Yona’s hot breath brushed up against his cock, making him groan and bite his hoof so he wouldn’t prematurely shoot all over her face.
“Hmph~” Yona smirked when she saw how badly he was squirming already. “Good pony~”
Sandbar let out another muffled moan from Yona’s dirty-talk, and tensed up greatly when he felt some pressure against his cockhead. Yona used both of her pudgy hooves to wrap the condom over his tip, but tried not to struggle while her tongue was sticking out in concentration. Luckily for the yak, her clumsiness didn’t come to play when it came to getting her coltfriend’s member fully wrapped in the thin latex. Her hooves slowly glided down the length of his cock, making Sandbar groan out from her sensual touch as the condom unfurled down his shaft. Yona may have been flustered by how large Sandbar’s cock was, but she was satisfied that the condom she purchased was big enough to cover it in a thin, glossy sheen of lubricated rubber.
“Mmmm… Sandbar like that?~” Yona looked down at his blushing face while one of her hooves remained wrapped around his throbbing shaft. Even with the condom already on, the yak didn’t seem to mind as she began to stroke his length at a slow, almost teasing pace. Sandbar clenched his eyes even tighter, and was left reeling badly as he felt his stallionhood being toyed with so mercilessly. His plump, heavy-looking balls tried to pull up with every throb of his cock, clearly eager to shoot his load in the yak’s tenacious grasp; fortunately though, Sandbar was able to grit his teeth and keep himself from cumming in Yona’s hoof.
“Nnnnghhhh!!~” Even though his hooves were curling up tightly in titillation, Sandbar was able to respond to Yona’s question with a strong nod. “Mmmph!~ Y… Yes, that… that feels really good…”
“Heh~ Yona can tell…” She may have not been experienced, but the strong pulsations she felt from her hoof made it clear that Sandbar was close. Part of her wanted to keep going, just to make the stallion cum from her very touch. Sure, it would’ve been a short-lived experience, but at least she’d be able to claim she made it happen. But since the two were already here, and Sandbar’s cock looked far too alluring to let this moment go to waste, Yona made sure not to push her limits too soon. Because of that, Yona made sure to show some restraint as she felt his cock spasming hard in her hoof.
“Mnnnghhhh…” Sandbar’s hips were writhing upward with every sharp pulsation of his cock, as he struggled not to unload into his condom already. Fortunately, despite how alluring Yona’s touch may have felt, she kept her strokes at a teasingly slow rate to ensure he wouldn’t cum too early. The yak crawled herself atop of Sandbar, making sure to move carefully so she wouldn’t accidentally fall on top of him. And as she maneuvered her hind-legs over the sides of Sandbar’s hips, Yona leaned down to give a deeper kiss to the stallion’s moaning muzzle. “Nnnnnnnffffff…”
The two closed their eyes, kissing sensually while savoring one another through their lustful embrace. Yona opened her muzzle while her lips stayed connected with Sandbar’s, and was the first to intensify their makeout session by pressing her tongue against the pony’s lips. Sandbar gasped through his flaring nostrils, but quickly opened his muzzle to allow her tongue to slip through. His own tongue came into play, and glided against the underside of Yona’s flickering muscle as he moaned deeply into her mouth. Their first open-mouthed kiss may have not been the best-executed, but neither of them could have cared less while continuing to fondle one another for the first time.
“Mmmphhh…” As he made out with Yona using tongue, Sandbar’s hooves came up to try and wrap around the yak’s hefty flanks. He couldn’t necessarily grab much through her thick tufts of fur, but his enthusiasm wasn’t left unnoticed. Yona let out a brief moan of her own, and tugged the stallion’s cock more tenaciously with her hoof as she felt him rubbing her body with vigor. He tried his hardest to get a good hold of the yak’s voluptuous curves. Which made him groan eagerly into her muzzle and get friskier with his tongue. Even though Yona’s tongue was tremendously thick, lodging into his mouth far enough to nearly stuff it full, Sandbar was able to slip his own out just enough to slither past the yak’s drooling lips.
“Nnnnghh!!~” Yona pulled her tongue back just enough for the stallion to take charge. She shivered in delight from how vigorously he tasted the inside of her mouth. Their muzzles became wet from how sloppily their makeout session was getting, and how heated their breaths got between rapid pants. Yona finally pulled her hoof away from the stallion’s twitching cock, and pulled herself in closer while her hooves wrapped around the back of his head. While the pony laid on his back and moaned in sensual bliss, he could only close his eyes and savor the yak’s massive weight leaning down against his member.
His cock spurted out a couple strands of pre, but were fortunately collected inside of the condom while Yona was pressing down against the underside of his shaft. Her plump, fuzzy belly was able to titillate every inch of his throbbing cock, even beneath that layer of latex wrapped around it. Yona wasn’t trying to push in too hard, since she didn’t want to hurt a cock that big before it could be put to proper use. But as she heard his groans becoming more strained between the wet smacks of their meshing lips, Yona could tell that he was likely to reach his peak sooner than later.
“Mmmmm…” Yona and Sandbar continued their kiss for a minute or so longer, with the yak feeling every hard throb of her coltfriend’s member against her barrel. Her own arousal was growing just as rampant as the stallion’s, although it was much easier for her to conceal it beneath her thick tufts of fur. But alas, when her legs tried to spread wider apart to nestle herself atop the stallion, it was obvious how much her fur was getting matted around her nethers. Her thin tail flagged up instinctively, revealing her full-bodied lips winking readily in anticipation. By the time her muzzle finally pulled apart from Sandbar’s, with a couple strings of saliva still connected between their lips, Yona grew a lustful grin as she positioned herself atop that rigid stallionhood behind her.
“Nnnffff~ Sandbar ready?” she asked as she pulled herself up, peering down at the blushing pony with a hungry grin. Sandbar shuddered with his muzzle tightly shut, not wanting to moan out too eagerly while she was standing above him. His face felt like it was going to erupt in flames from how hotly he was blushing, but he was still able to nod his head. As soon as she saw that timid response, her smile grew even wider while narrowing her eyes on him. “GOOD~”
That was when the yak bent her knees, and lowered herself down on that plump cockhead. She clenched her eyes shut with a hefty gasp, not expecting the sensation of that hot stallionhood to press her buttons so instantaneously. The thick lips of her pussy winked instinctively, and the titillation caused her body to shiver hard with a lumbering moan. Meanwhile, Sandbar’s body tensed up greatly when he felt the yak’s hot, dripping cunny pressing against his member with unwavering force.
“NNNNNGHHHH!!” Sandbar had to bite his hoof while his eyes were clenched shut. He tried his hardest to use his other hoof to caress that beautiful yak above him; however, it wasn’t too easy to focus while feeling such a newfound sensation against his cock. Yona’s plump lips caressed his cockhead with a tantalizing amount of weight, which allowed her to easily swallow his girth despite his size. The yak moaned out when she felt that crowned head beginning to press deeper inside of her, not that it kept her from trying to push down harder and feel more of him where it belonged.
“Aaaahhhhhh!!~” Yona threw her head back, her horns almost hitting the lampshade hanging from her ceiling. Even though Sandbar’s cock felt tremendously thick, her pussy was still trying to stretch out as best as it could around the head. Since this was the first time she ever handled something that large (aside from some toys she borrowed from her roommate Silverstream), the yak’s knees had to struggle not to wobble from the ever-growing strain. Her wet, luscious lips continued to stretch apart to hug around Sandbar’s cock, leaving the stallion to groan direly from the pressure tightening like a vice. But by the time her pussy managed to wrap around the top of Sandbar’s shaft, and the head slipped in deeply enough to make them both moan out in unison, neither of them could focus on anything but the euphoric pleasure that coursed through their veins. Only the blissful arousal they shared was what mattered, and prompted their bodies to merge in closer together.
“AAAAHHHH!!~” Sandbar’s guttural groan intensified when Yona’s lips slid further down his length, tightening each time she felt him throbbing deep inside of her. Yona was barely able to keep her hooves stable, since the sheer girth of Sandbar’s cock was rubbing up against every inch of her quivering folds to leave her nerves tingling mindlessly. Every pulsation of his cock caused her cunny to wink needily, and trickles of her arousal to drip down the length of that exposed shaft. Sandbar tried his best to keep himself in focus by breathing deeply between his weak moans; however, since Yona’s pussy was dripping more steadily from her arousal, lungs were soon filled to the brim with the yak’s thick, heady musk that was wafting from her nethers.
Due to the fact that they were locked in a tightly soundproofed room, it wasn’t long before the combined scents of their arousal grew thick in Yona’s bedroom. The yak was moaning out deeper in sensual bliss by the time she pushed herself even further, and felt the stallion’s thick medial ridge pressing against her tight opening. One of her hooves went down to rub at her exposed clit, which was pulsating needily like a pink button she so desperately had to push. Her moans became more rapturous as she furiously began to rub her clit, despite how enticed she was already getting from Sandbar’s cock working its way deeper inside of her. Just as she let out a heated gasp, and her body spasmed tightly from arousal, her knees buckled enough to make her push down and slip past Sandbar’s ridge.
“GNNNGHHHH!!!~” Sandbar gritted his teeth and gripped Yona’s hips with both hooves, even though her weight made it feel like she was about to crush his pelvis. His cock throbbed hard while it was buried balls-deep inside of Yona, with more of his precum trying to spurt into her deepest depths. Fortunately, since his cock was tightly wrapped in the condom, all that Yona felt were the hot, sharp pulsations that left her reeling safely atop his waist. She could barely open her eyes to look down at her coltfriend, but she could hear his groans becoming strained enough to tell he was getting close. Either that, or he was getting pinned underneath her weight and close to passing out.
Either way, the sensation of Sandbar’s thick cockhead nestled deep inside her wasn’t enough to keep the yak from gripping her bed, and pulling herself back up to make his length rub against her tingling folds once more. “Aaaahhhh!!~”
“Nnnnghhhh!!~” Sandbar reeled tightly beneath the yak as he felt her pussy sliding back up, stopping just as his medial ridge was pressing up against the inside of her lips. Yona would’ve loved to keep going, even if pulling out to the cockhead would’ve left her poor cunny quivering badly in need of a proper filling. But since she was already filled with so much hot, thick horsecock that continued to pulsate near-endlessly, her hooves were curling up too tightly to think of going past the ridge. She was already full of her lovely pony, and she would be damned if she let him go that easily.
“GNNAAAHHH!!!~” Yona pushed herself back down, causing Sandbar’s balls to smack lewdly against her ass she got his full length inside of her once more. Sandbar let out a strained, moaning cry of euphoria, with his hooves gripping the yak’s sides as tightly as he could. Yona shuddered with a bitten lip, savoring every sharp throb of his cockhead as it remained rigid inside her deepest depths. It wasn’t until she let out a hoarse breath that she repeated the process, pulling herself back up so she could repeat the process with his cock continuing to twitch alongside his rapid breaths.
“Y-Yona!” He moaned out direly between his heated pants. “I… I-I’m not sure how longer I can--NNNGHHH!!!~”
Once again, Yona pushed herself back down by the time she felt that meaty ridge pressing up against her tight opening. Her pussy was winking with everlasting pleasure as she continued to ride that cock for all it was worth, her mind reeling in pure elation that she chose him over some random burly yak. Yakyakistan may have had some suitable hunks here and there, but she couldn’t think of a single one that would’ve delivered the same pleasure as Sandbar and that wonderfully huge cock. Each time she pistoned herself up and down his shaft, the coursing waves of pleasure that came from his girth titillating her folds left her dripping like a broken faucet atop his waist. Her fur was becoming more matted in her musky arousal, as were her breaths as she moaned out deeper with every lunging motion of her hips. Sandbar could barely move as he was pinned beneath the moaning yak, his cock being tantalized to such an intense degree by her hungry pussy. But much to his shock, despite how badly his cock was throbbing inside of her, he was able to keep himself from shooting his load while she rode him like her own personal toy. Maybe it was because her weight was so overbearing, which further intensified the pain from his joints while lying on the straw bed; but at the same time, Sandbar couldn’t have been happier about keeping himself in control as Yona got her proper fill.
“MMMPHHH!!~” Sandbar could feel her weight bearing down on his nuts every time she got balls-deep, not that it kept his cock from throbbing hard regardless. Her pussy was continuously clenching hard around his length, almost as if she wanted to milk out every drop she could to fill that condom to the brim. Sandbar could feel himself spurting out globs of precum, but was unsure how much more he had left in him. Nevertheless, Yona was panting like a rabid pup as she moved up and down his cock more diligently, her cunny swallowing up his member like she owned it. She could feel those pulsations from his shaft becoming more rigid, which caused his cockhead to swell up deep inside of her. The sensation proved to be far too much for her to bear, and she gasped while hopping up and down on his cock.
“AAAHHH!!!” Yona lunged down to hug her coltfriend tightly, while her hips continued to work up and down his cock to get her proper fill. Just as Sandbar was about to moan out in equally riled-up pleasure, her muzzle locked up with his for another deep kiss. “Mmmmphhh!!~”
Their tongues worked fervently as they made out with passion, their bodies growing sweatier with every rocking motion on the straw bed. Considering how badly the ground was starting to shake under their shared weight, it was nothing short of shocking that Yona’s family had no idea what was happening outside her bedroom door. Sandbar could barely think about anything but the yak he was kissing, but he was eternally grateful his girlfriend chose such a safe spot to make this first experience count. And speaking of safe spots, his cock was pulsating as hard as it could within his condom by the time he felt Yona’s rapturous moans bellowing inside of his drooling muzzle.
“Mmmmphh!!~”
“Nnnnghhh!!~”
“MMMFFFFF!!~”
“NNNNNFFFFF!!!~”
“MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!~”
With that mast muffled cry of release, Sandbar gripped the yak’s sides as tightly as he could to pull Yona in all the way. As soon as their hips collided, and the stallion’s cock was balls-deep inside of her, Yona’s body locked up when she felt an intense throbbing inside, followed by a volley of gushing warmth that made her hooves curl up tightly. Sandbar’s eyes rolled back while his mouth was connected with the yak’s, and he shuddered intensely from that orgasm that rocked him to his very core. Every nerve in his body felt like it was being hit with surges of electricity, leaving his fur standing on end as he unloaded every drop inside of his condom.
Yona clenched her eyes shut and held Sandbar in closer, clinging to him dearly throughout her own climactic release. Her pussy clung around the girth of Sandbar’s base as tightly as possible, with hefty spurts of her arousal clinging to the tufts of fur between her legs. She may have read about how invigorating the first time would feel, but she never would’ve expected to experience a moment so tantalizing and wonderful in Sandbar’s embrace. Even though the two were technically different species, feeling that stallionhood erupting deep inside of her felt so… so right~
The two moaned into each other’s muzzles as they rode through that shared orgasm, neither of them letting up while gripping one another in pure ecstasy. The euphoric sensations rushing through their bodies were nothing like they ever felt before; but at the same time, it felt just as natural between them as their first kiss, or the first time they realized how madly they fell for one another as more than just friends. By the time their climaxes finally subsided, and they were able to pull their lips apart, they couldn’t stop looking into each other's eyes while smiling tiredly in bliss. Their breaths were faint and rapid, but neither of them looked the slightest bit upset about that quick experience they were fortunate to share.
“S… Sandbar…” Yona was breathing heavily, and couldn’t pull herself up while pressing down hard on the stallion’s body. The pony remained buried deep inside of her, but she couldn’t care less while nestled in his embrace. The yak brought up a hoof, and held it gently against Sandbar’s cheek. She looked down at him with a genuinely content smile, and blushed deeply when she finally got the nerve to say, “Y… Y-Yona… love Sandbar~”
Sandbar may have been absolutely winded, but his eyes still shot wide-open when he heard her say those three words. He needed a moment to realize what this meant, even though it didn’t cause him any distress or worry internally. In fact, by the time he was able to give a response, all that he did was smile up at her weakly and say with a nod, “I… I love you too, Yona… I always have~”
Yona teared up from that sincere admission, her muzzle trembling before she went back in for another kiss. The two savored that tender moment as they remained tightly connected, their lips meshed in that moment of loving, post-coital bliss. The pony’s body may have been wiped-out from all the smashing he did that day -- both literally and figuratively -- but the passion he felt in his heart kept it thumping like a jackrabbit while holding the yak tightly in his bandaged hooves. Meanwhile, as Yona continued to feel that stallion deep inside of her where no man had ever been before, she couldn’t have been happier about making such a big step in their relationship; sure, Sandbar may have not been as big as most yaks around here (aside from that one particular region~), but that never mattered to her at all. All that Yona cared about was finding someone she could genuinely spend her life with, who could also be the friend she could always depend on.
And now that she had Sandbar in her home, with the memories and experiences they were lucky to share, Yona knew that she found that perfect mate already.