Icicles in the North
The freezing wind cuts to the bone in this frozen wasteland. Ponies know, or are told at least, that nothing remains of their previous homeland; before the great migration south to what is now Equestria. The north belongs to the Wendigos, an ancient ethereal race that grow in power when consuming negative emotion. When the pony races were divided, they fed their own doom. Only a fool would venture back into their territory.
Our fool is named Daring Do, a gray-maned, dusty-golden colored pegasus that's no stranger to danger. Part scholar, part explorer, she studies the past through books and bravery. She's not so convinced that the frozen north has nothing to offer. Of course there's the usual weather, but what's buried under the snow and ice? The potential of so much history buried inside a crystal time capsule was too alluring to ignore.
She ruffles her feathers and hugs herself a moment. Even knowing what to expect wasn't enough it seems. Her protective winter clothing is barely slowing down the heat leaving her body. She would need to find shelter soon if she wanted to survive, but the constant blizzard severely limited her visual range. Sometimes, however, luck is all you really need.
While she sits in the snow, shivering and trying to warm herself, she spots the silhouette of an approaching figure. She squints to get a better view, but it's no use. Surely it's just a trick of the snow, as nopony else would travel out here. Moments go by before she realizes that it's no trick.
Into view walks a strange but familiar looking creature. It's not a pony, but the shape and colors are similar. This creature sports two small, white antlers on its head, in between which blows a brilliant aqua mane, attached to its cream-colored body. Its chest is white as the snow itself, and each of its four legs end in cute little cleft hooves.
It slows down slightly as it gets closer to her, ducks its head momentarily before raising it once more, and then finally tilts it to the side. "Is that... Are you a pony?" a clearly feminine voice asks from afar.
"It might be. Who are you?" Daring Do replies as she rubs her hooves against her forelegs. "What are you?" she tacks on afterwards.
Suddenly, the creature is sprinting towards Daring, and in seconds they're face to face. "Ohmigosh!" the mystery guest squeals, "A real pony! I've always wanted to meet one!"
The creature plops her plot into the snow before raising a hoof to her chest and announcing, "My name is Sickle. I'm a reindeer, since you didn't know. I've done so much studying on ponies, though!" Once more, she lowers her eyes to stare at Daring, face beaming with joy.
Daring looks her over. Definitely a reindeer, but something seems a bit off in her crotch region. It's rude to stare, so Daring simply puts out a shaky hoof and says, "I'm Daring Do, and I could really use some help finding shelter. Can we talk after that?"
Rather than return the friendly gesture, Sickle clasps her hooves around her mouth, "Oh, that's right! You must be freezing! Hurry, follow me, I know a place that's pretty warm." She stands and begins a brisk pace away from Daring before adding, "Well, not like warm warm. Warmer? A warmer place than this one, out of the snow and wind."
Once Daring stands up to follow Sickle, she realizes what seemed off about this new reindeer friend of hers: She's sporting a pair of massive tits! Each one is roughly the size of a grapefruit. Her nipples hang stiffly and are nearly the width of a bit at the base! How does she trot so well with those? Daring Do does her best to avoid staring, but the way they bounce around is mesmerizing to behold.
Sickle feels Daring's eyes on her, so she makes sure to swing her hips slightly more than she needs to, causing her tits to sway and bounce more. She puts on quite a show for the mare following closely behind her all the way to a massive cavern.
They both stare up at the entrance as they approach. It almost appears to be a protective shield jutting in a gentle upward slope out of a hill. Beneath it, the cavern floor slopes up slightly until the two meet at some unknown distance within. Smaller caves link to the main cavern a short way inside. Gigantic icicles form from the top and reach all the way down to the ground where they form firm roots.
Suddenly, Sickle's horns light up, glowing a light aqua. She leads the way into the otherwise dark cavern with Daring still close behind. As they reach a dry spot easily out of reach of the blizzard, they take a seat on the cold, rocky floor. Sickle looks around at the empty cavern and nods to herself, "It's not perfect, but it should be much better, I hope."
Daring Do hops up and down in small stomps to force all the snow off of her body, then moves to sit in front of Sickle and hugs herself. "Thanks. I just need some time to warm up, then I'll be fine. I've been through worse." Her wings flutter and fluff up before wrapping around her body. A fire is probably out of the question; any tree in the area is frozen solid, and the tinder she brought likely wouldn't be enough to set wet wood ablaze. She sighs to herself for not being able to bring more, but her saddlebags were already filled to burst with various other supplies. She looks over at Sickle who appears ready to talk her ear off with questions.
Sickle leans forward, looking over every part of Daring Do; her clothes, her saddlebags, what contents she could see sticking out, and Daring herself. "You told me your name, but who are you? What would a pony be doing all the way out here? We never see ponies!"
Daring Do removes her bags and places them nearby, making sure nothing spills out in the process. "Yeah, I'm not surprised. Nopony would come out here." She glances around the frost-coated cave before adding, "Not without a really good reason." After a brief moment with nothing but the wind howling in the background, Daring makes eye contact with Sickle once more. "Oh, sorry. I'm an adventurer of sorts. I explore dangerous places and find useful or evil artifacts."
Sickle's eyes light up, "That sounds so cool! What do you hope to find way out here, though?"
Partially distracted by the freezing cold, Daring rubs her sides for warmth and leans forward, "This is where ponies once lived hundreds of years ago, back when we were divided and constantly fighting with each other. I want to see if I can find anything interesting, or if our entire history is truly lost to the frozen wasteland forever."
Sickle taps her chin with her hoof, "How interesting is interesting? 'Cause I found a few places with old books, what I guess used to be houses, some random tools, but I'm not sure what a lot of them were used for...."
"You already found some pony history?!" Daring practically leaps to her hooves in disbelief, eyes alight with fire and wings spread wide.
"Yeah, how do you think I learned about ponies? You're the first one I've ever met."
"You have to show me! Can you take me there?"
Sickle leans back slightly, "Uh, yeah. Yeah! Of course I can!" She can see Daring shivering despite her excitement. "Maybe you should finish warming up first, or you'll end up part of pony history out here, heh."
Daring sits back down and hugs herself tighter than before, "If only we could get a fire going, then that wouldn't be so difficult. I don't feel like I'm getting any warmer."
Sickle's eyes move to Daring's saddlebags, "Do you have anything in there that could help? You didn't expect this place to be warm, did you?"
Daring laughs in embarrassment, "I have a couple things that could help start a fire, but I might have, uh, underestimated just how frozen this place would be."
Sickle stands and prances out of the cave, causing her massive tits to bounce and jiggle. Daring blushes slightly at the lewd display. Outside, a couple of loud cracks can be heard, and then she returns with a pile of icy sticks carried behind her by her magic. She then beats them against the cave walls until nearly all of the ice and snow falls off. "Here you go! They'll probably still be a little wet, but it should work, right?"
As Sickle places the sticks on the ground in a neat pile, Daring goes to her bags and digs through them until she finds a small tin box. Sickle leans over Daring's shoulder as she opens the tin and removes a small bundle of natural fiber, a piece of char cloth, a steel striker, and a chunk of flint. "Gather the smallest twigs in a pile here."
A small pile of twigs builds up near Daring, who then uses her tools to get a tiny fire going. Slowly, the flames grow into a nice, blazing fire. Sticks are added, and finally a few larger branches.
Sickle leans on Daring's shoulder as she finishes building her fire, "Oooo, that was neat. You made it look so easy." She then climbs off her back and shakes her foreleg. "Your clothes are kinda soaked. Maybe you should take them off and let them dry?"
Daring looks down at her poofy jacket. With the new source of heat, it's begun dripping water down onto the cave floor. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea." She slips out of her various articles of protective gear one piece at a time. Sickle helps her out of a few pieces and then sits down next to her. "It's too bad I don't have anything to hang these on. I guess they'll have to dry on the cave floor. That'll take a while." She hugs herself once everything is laid out. Despite the fire, it's still really, really cold.
Sickle looks over at her and tilts her head, "Still not warm enough? I didn't know ponies were so vulnerable to the cold...." Suddenly, her eyes light up, "I know! I'll give you some nice cuddles for warmth."
Daring raises an eyebrow at the proposition. Sickle scoots behind Daring and wraps her entire body around her, pressing herself tightly against her back. The effect is almost immediate; Sickle's warmth is so intense it's almost as though she has wrapped her in a warm blanket. They both sigh in contentment, and Daring stops shivering for the first time since she met her.
"That's better, isn't it?" Sickle rests her head on Daring's shoulder, waiting for her praise.
While Daring definitely feels her warmth, she also feels a couple of other things pressed against her back, and they're hard to ignore. Not least of all because it's easily the warmest part of Sickle's body. "Uh, yeah, that feels great, thanks."
"So, tell me more about ponies. You said they left because this place got too cold? Is your homeland always warm, then? Is this the first time you've seen snow? Oh! Is this the first time you've seen a reindeer?"
"It's sort of a long story, but the gist of it is that our division summoned Wendigos, and they took over the land, causing this eternal winter. We fled south to find a new place to live and would have repeated the process again, but some heroes decided to unite in friendship which drove the Wendigos away." Daring shifts around, causing Sickle's hard nipples to poke and rub her back. "Uh, what else? No, our home isn't always warm. We have winters, but they're not nearly this bad and don't last very long." She looks over at Sickle, "And yeah, you're the first reindeer I've ever met."
Sickle's face beams with joy, "That's so cool! Two friendly species meeting for the first time. I hope I've made a good first impression." She hugs her even tighter, causing Daring to grunt at the strain.
"Sure, it's, urgh, been fine so far. Happy to meet you too." Alright, it's too much to ignore. Daring gulps and asks, "Uh, hey, I hope this isn't rude, but... do all reindeer have such large, uh... you know...."
"Horns? Yeah, it's how we use magic. Ponies can use magic too, I think, right?"
Daring's face flushes red, "Yeah, unicorns can use magic, but that's not—"
"Unicorns?! Right! I forgot, you have like three— no, four? Four subspecies of pony. What were they again?"
"What I meant was your, uh," Daring grows quieter as she speaks, until her last word is almost a whisper, "boobs?" She sits there silently stewing in her own embarrassment, her face growing beet red as she looks down.
A sparkle flashes in Sickle's eye as she gives a mischievous smirk. Before she answers, she grinds her huge breasts into Daring's back. "Oh, these?"
"Yeah, those," Daring answers flatly.
"Nope, just me." She stops grinding for a moment, "It's not like I'm pregnant or anything. This is just how I've always been since I grew up. Heh, I grew up and out, you could say." She continues grinding gently, "Why? Does it bother you?"
Daring can feel Sickle's stiff nipples digging into her like a pair of dull claws. She takes a moment before answering quietly, "No."
Sickle leans her head sideways against Daring's head and lets out a happy sigh. "Good. I noticed you staring at me all the way here, but I was afraid to say anything." She stops grinding once more and thinks for a bit. "I'm not usually so, uh, flirty. But I've wanted to meet a pony so bad all my life, and here you are! It just...," she moves her head to rub against Daring's, "made my heart flutter a bit. Especially when I saw that you were maybe interested, too?"
Daring chuckles, finally getting over her initial wave of embarrassment, "Hehe, I mean, sure. It's just another adventure."
"Plus the way you took off those clothes made it lewder somehow. I don't get it."
"If that's what you think, then why'd you stop grinding on me? It felt nice, and you're so warm."
Sickle smiles gently and grinds her soft mounds on Daring's back. "We could, maybe, do more, if that's fine with you?" She quickly tacks on a plausible excuse, even though she probably wouldn't need it. "It would warm you up a lot more and make you forget the cold."
Daring turns her head to the hopeful reindeer and presses her nose against hers, "That sounds like as good a reason as any." She gently pushes her lips into Sickle's as they stare into each other's eyes. Daring gives her a quick peck, then another that lasts a bit longer, and finally pushes into a full kiss.
Sickle returns her kiss for a moment before breaking it and leaning away, laughing to herself. "Sorry! Sorry, I just need a second. This is so great, I can't stop smiling." Her heart pounds in her chest, matching the rhythm of Daring's.
Daring shoulders her away enough that she can turn around and lean forward into her, "You don't have to stop smiling." She wraps her hooves around the back of her neck and pulls her in for another kiss. Sickle's smile makes it almost impossible for her to return it properly, but it does make it easier for Daring to poke her tongue out and explore her lips. Sickle responds by playfully biting Daring's tongue.
Sickle leans back enough that she begins to fall towards the floor, and Daring goes with her, never breaking contact with her soft lips. Once the reindeer is flat on her back, the pony lays fully on top of her and begins grinding her stomach against her pillowy tits. Sickle's hard nipples meet Daring's own, much smaller nipples, causing her to moan in pleasure against her lips.
Sickle finally gets control of herself and stops smiling so she can begin a far more passionate kiss. As she shuts her eyes, she parts Daring's lips with her own and thrusts her long tongue inside where she wrestles with the pony's slippery tongue. "She tastes so sweet," they both think about each other.
As they grind and moan into each other's faces, Daring feels Sickle raise a back leg up between her own and press into her crotch. Not to be outdone by the sneaky reindeer, she reaches a hoof down between them and begins fondling each of the giant tits separating them. Sickle moans louder and breaks their kiss, keeping her eyes closed and enjoying the sensations. Daring pushes herself harder into her leg, and she feels her own feminine juices begin to flow from the sensation.
After using her hoof to play with Sickle's impressive nipples for a bit, she grins and says, "Sorry to move on so quickly, but I've been wanting to give these a lick since I saw them." The reindeer doesn't say anything, instead smiling and nodding as her only response. The curious pony places one last quick peck on her lips before sliding down her body, giving her gentle nuzzles along the way.
Once she reaches Sickle's smooth, grapefruit-sized tits, she presses her muzzle in between them and inhales gently. They have a distinct light musk about them, even through the scent of damp fur that surrounds them. She gives the crevice between the twin mounds a single short lick before moving her attention to her stiff nipples. Each one pokes straight out, and is nearly as long as her hoof is wide.
The adventure pony drools slightly as she takes in the sight from up close. With the tip of her hoof, she gives one of the nipples a few test pokes to feel how rigid they are. At this, the patient reindeer sits up enough that she can watch her curious friend go to work. The pony pokes out her hot tongue and licks her nipple from the base to the tip, where she gives it a little flick with the tip of her tongue. The texture is a bit rough. After a couple more test licks, Daring cups her tongue around a nipple and takes it into her mouth.
The stark contrast of the freezing air to Daring's hot, humid mouth causes Sickle to gasp. The pony clamps down with her lips and suckles. She gets no milk for her effort, but she does get a squirming, blushing reindeer grabbing her head. Sickle bites her lower lip and pulls Daring tightly against her soft tit, begging for more attention. The sounds of sucking echo through the cavern, punctuated periodically by the pops and cracks of the flickering fire.
"That feels sooo good. You wouldn't believe how sore they get, you know, bouncing around everywhere I go." Sickle's legs gently kick in the air as she hugs Daring's head. It's like a warm, erogenous massage, causing the pain to melt away. In its place, there's only the sensual pleasure from Daring's nursing treatment.
Daring pulls away just long enough to get another eyeful for herself, and then swaps to the second nipple, making sure to give it as much love and care as the first. She swirls her tongue around the stiff nipple, playing with it in her wet maw. Her breathing quickens and her arousal grows hotter in her nethers. She reaches up with her hooves to squish the bulbous mounds together, gently rolling them around even as her mouth stays attached. Drool begins to escape from around the edges of her lips, coating one of the tits and making it slippery.
At last, Daring pulls away from the soaked nipple with a wet "pop" and looks up at Sickle with a grin. The satisfied reindeer caresses her head in approval of her job, further mussing up her already messy mane. Daring slides her own hoof down one of the over-sized tits, slowly working her way between Sickle's back legs.
Just as she makes contact with the edge of her labia, Sickle speaks up, "Wait. It's not fair you get to do all the exploring and experimenting all by yourself." She pulls herself from under Daring with a grunt and stands back, patting the area where she once was. "This spot should be pretty warm now, if you'd like to lay down."
Daring takes her up on the offer, crawling up and rolling onto her back on the slightly warmer-than-freezing cavern floor. She tilts her head back to look up at Sickle, just as she lowers her head to meet her for an upside-down kiss. Sickle explores Daring's mouth, tasting a bit of herself still clinging to the pony's tongue.
Sickle breaks the kiss and walks over her as she says, "I should keep you nice and warm!" She starts by lowering the front of her body in a resting position just above Daring's midsection, then looks back as she lowers her hindquarters down in front of the awaiting pony's face. Her tits make contact with Daring's chest, squishing and compressing as she allows her weight to settle into a comfortable position. Daring sighs in comfort at the potent amount of heat they put out.
The horny pony reaches up with her hooves and parts the reindeer's wet labia, causing trapped juices to flow out and drip down onto her neck. "Heh, you might be even wetter than I am." She plays with the slick folds and giggles to herself.
Sickle looks down at the perky pony pussy as it drools on the cavern floor, "I'm not so sure about that. You're making a puddle over here." The reindeer's mouth waters as she stares, then presses her muzzle tight against the pony's wet folds. There, she gently inhales the scent for a few moments, sending shivers up and down her body in delight. "That's different, but I love how you smell," she sighs.
"We should see how it tastes, instead," Daring says as she wraps her hooves around the reindeer's back for support. She uses the leverage to pull her head towards the succulent, eager pussy of her friend. Without hesitation or taste testing, she plunges her tongue as deep as it will go with a happy moan. She can hear Sickle let out a surprised "eep!" at the sudden stimulation, which only encourages her to lick harder, slurping up all the feminine fluids.
Not to be outdone, Sickle follows suit and dives in, licking along the inside of Daring's labia and circling into the opening. Daring's clit winks in response, and Sickle pauses her effort to get a better look. When nothing happens, she licks Daring once again and then quickly pulls away. A squishy, wet wink responds to her, and she gasps. "Is that a reflex?" she asks as she repeats the action over and over.
Daring Do pulls her soaked mouth away from Sickle's rear to respond, "What, winking? Uh, kinda, I guess. It happens when there's irritation or pleasure."
Sickle giggles, "Oh, that's fun, and pretty hot, heh." Satisfied with her explanation, she switches up her tactics and plants her lips around Daring's entire clit. Sickle's tongue pushes its way from the edge of Daring's clit down into her folds, causing her to wink even more and squish the reindeer's tongue in her vaginal muscles. She feels the vibration of Daring's moan as she holds herself tight against Sickle's crotch. She must be doing something right!
Each of them use their hips to begin grinding their pussies into the busy mouth of the other, and their moans grow more intense. At some point during the excitement, Sickle nearly sits down entirely on Daring's face. She pulls Daring's flank into the air with her, hugging it tightly with her hooves, and grinds her nethers back and forth on the drenched pony's maw.
Daring's legs kick in the air, catching nothing to leverage herself against as she attempts to push harder into Sickle. The reindeer takes the hint, and pushes herself as firmly into the pony as she can. Her grip tightens as she feels Daring begin to buck and spasm as she approaches her climax, keeping her well in place as her oral assault finishes her off. With a loud moan into Sickle's pussy, Daring shakes and kicks the air, thrusting her hips forward over and over as her powerful orgasm rocks her body. Sickle gulps down every bit of mare cum she can, thrusting her tongue deep into Daring's folds and forming a seal with her lips. She sucks and licks until the spasms die down into occasional flinching, where she finally pulls away and licks her own lips clean.
Daring begins tapping the flank of Sickle with a hoof. "Oh, oops!" She pulls herself off of Daring's face, who then takes a deep gasp of air and coughs. Sickle looks embarrassed and blurts, "Sorry! I didn't realize I—"
"That. Was. Amazing." Daring says between panting breaths, interrupting her apology. She catches her breath for a moment before saying, "I'm usually really busy with my work, so it's been a while since...." She trails off and doesn't attempt to finish her thought.
Sickle wags her ass above Daring's face, causing her tits and nipples to rub against her chest. "That's great to hear and all, but I was almost there too, and now I'm cooling down," she says with lidded eyes.
With one final, deep breath, Daring once again wraps her hooves around Sickle's flank and pulls herself into her drenched crotch. She picks up right where she left off, licking as deeply as she can before moving her attention to her clit. Once there, she swirls her tongue around it gently at first, then builds into harsher licks, as though she's trying to lick through the surface.
Her mouth free, Sickle moans, "Oh, that's the way. Just like that. Please don't stop." She wiggles her flank gently back and forth as she focuses on her own pleasure. She can feel her orgasm building, and she grunts and groans as she humps Daring's tongue. "I'm— I'm almost, here it comes, please!"
As soon as Sickle starts shaking from cumming, Daring pulls her mouth away far enough that she can watch her drenched pussy. She continues licking her clit with the tip of her tongue, catching as much juice on it as she can while enjoying the show. Sickle's pussy rapidly gapes and clenches shut, squirting fluid onto Daring's tongue with each spasm. She has trouble remaining upright as her entire body quivers. Soon enough, she simply allows herself to collapse entirely, the remnants of her orgasm ebbing away. Now flat against the ground once again, Daring instead uses her hooves to pull open Sickle's pussy lips to get one last look, and take one last taste.
Sickle moans with contentment, and the moan morphs into a laugh as she releases it. "Thank you, for everything. This day couldn't have been better for me. I'll remember it forever." She pauses for a moment, then adds, "Heh, I'm not sure I can stand."
Daring lightly spanks the reindeer's flank, "I won't complain about the view. Stay as long as you like. You're really warm, anyway."
"I'm all yours. Do whatever you want with me."
Daring laughs, "That's a tempting offer, but I don't think I can keep you."
"It just kind of slipped out. I don't even know why I said that. It was so cheesy."
"I thought it was kind of hot. Maybe I will keep you, for a little while anyway. I need you to show me where those ruins are, after all." Daring bends up and gives her friend a peck on the pussy. "I need someone to help me stay warm, too."
"Honestly, hearing you say that made my heart flutter again." She gives Daring's pussy a peck of her own, then says, "Round two?"