Paradise island Pt. 02
After waking, Mark had decided he would ride his ponygirl upstream to find the water's source. The stream's bank was too steep and wet to ride, and some parts were covered in small trees and bush, so Mark simply drove his pony into the water and upstream, directing her over to the stream's shallower points to ensure his toes would not graze the water.
Often marks lead Epona to crawl in areas with large uneven stones. Epona's back and waist twisted and bent every time Epona reached for a footing, and Mark sank deep into her saddle. When Epona arched her back deeply Marks erection would rub against her upper back and the curve of her lower spine massaged his balls.
In some places Mark had to pay close attention to his pony's path. In some places the stream suddenly became too deep for her, and when Epona was crawling from stone to stone he had to ride her only on flat stones where her knees and palms would not get hurt. Mark didn't want to risk Epona falling and throwing him. Hurting his ankle more or risk hurting his pony.
Luckily for Mark controlling her was easier than yesterday because in the morning after he got off of her back, Epona had braided her hair into pigtails. Now Mark had an excellent set of reins to guide his ponygirl.
Mark was leading Epona over a section of the stream that was entirely large slippery rocks. Mark was constantly shifting in the saddle, looking here and there for rocks which the ponygirl could crawl over.
The flow of the stream was fast in this section and it was tough going for the ponygirl because she not only had to crawl, but also compensate for mark's shifting weight. WHen mark leaned over her left side to look at the path directly in front of her, Epona had to grip hard on the rock her right arm stood on. Mark had to guide her every step, carefully he picked out a path, but would often choose the more difficult route so he could feel his ponygirl bend and struggle beneath him.
Epona was perched precariously on the rock. Her arms were right in front of her knees above her crotch. yet her back was still straight and upright. Mark sat on her waist stroking his cock and wondering what they should do next. The next suitable stone was 4 feet away, and Epona would have to reach with her arms and bend down to grab it. Mark pulled on Epona's hair and the ponygirl raised her body so Mark was looking over her shoulders.
He pointed at the rocks and swished the reins. The ponygirl nodded and with a grunt threw her body forward to grab at the rock. She barely managed to reach them and in the process had straightened her back and now lay flat parallel to the stream with her tits half submerged in the pool. as epona came down, Mark threw his feet into the air. As his weight came down Epona's waist bent deep and low.
With all his weight in the saddle, Epona's back was deeply curved and her stomach dipped into the water. Only the top where Mark sat was not submerged. Epona's head was pulled back by her hair yet her mouth was submerged and the water lapped up against her nose making it hard to breath. She began to panic, but Mark pulled hard on her hair so her nose would no longer be splashed.
Mark rested his feet on her upper back, and reached a hand back and patted the big girls ass. Mark soothed the anxious mare and she began to calm down. Epona was a naive and trusting girl. although they had not known each other for long, Epona trusted her rider.
Mark chuckled,epona was stretched out and bobbing like a suspension bridge. His filly was calm now. Mark figured he could have some fun. He began to bounce up and down on Epona's back and the big girl's back curved and her stomach dipped deeper and deeper into the water. With every bounce her whole body dipped into the stream and her mouth and nose went under the water. the poor ponygirl's wide eyes stared forward, with every bounce her mouth flew open and water flowed into her mouth.
The ponygirl didn't know what to do and simply waited until she was ordered to continue moving and allowed her rider to continue tormenting her. She was desperately gripping the rock in front of her, but with every bounce her hands began to slip little by little and before long she lost hold of the rock and her upper body slid down into the drink. Mark reacted quickly and as she fell, put his feet down flat on her upper back and pushed himself up on top of her ass.
Epona managed to catch herself by putting her arms in pushup position beneath the water, she now planked downwards with her knees still atop the big stone behind her. The stream was about 4 feet deep and even with her long arms fully extended her head was completely submerged. The mare was panicked and didn't have much air, so Mark had to think fast. He put his good foot between Epona's shoulder blades and raised himself to stand with all his weight being held by epona's arms.
He looked back at her ass which came just barely out of the water. He swung his heel backwards so he was facing Epona's behind. With one hand firmly clutching both epona's pigtails he raised one of his legs and brought his heel down onto the bottom of epona's ass. The ponygirl responded by swinging her one ofs legs down. as she swung she couldn't get a footing and so the knee perched atop the rock slipped and both the mare's legs slid down into the stream.
As his mount slipped into the water Mark almost fell but was able to keep his footing by coming down onto one knee, with his good foot on her upper back and one knee on epona's ass. Now the mare was fully submerged, and marks weight held her under.
Mark swished Epona's reins and the girl responded quickly; she crawled forward, one step and then two. She reached the closest big rock and mark stopped her and pulled up on the reins. With his weight bearing down on her shoulders, epona couldn't raise herself onto her knees, instead she threw an arm up out of the water and reached for the stone.
Mark looked down at the girl, the water was clear so she could see everything. The ponygirl was looking up with her cheeks puffed out and her eyes closed. Mark looked down, chuckling at the difficulty she was putting her through. When she found a footing with her hand she didn't hesitate to throw the other arm up and proceed to try and raise herself out of the water. As she began to raise herself out of the water marks feet began to slip on her smooth skin, but he thought fast, he sat down on her shoulders and crossed his legs, with his thighs resting on her shoulders and his calves resting on her outstretched arms.
Epona burst out of the water gasping for breath. Mark rubbed his thighs against Epona's face and soothed his mount. Soon they were off again, with the ponygirl tirelessly carrying her rider.
After about an hour of slow careful riding the stream widend into a slow moving pond. The water was shallow here and Mark was able to ride her through the water and it didn't come up past her arms and legs. The pond wasn't large, only the size of a medium sized swimming pool. Jungle palms spread over the top of the pond and only the center was exposed to sunlight. At the far end of the pond Mark saw the stream bed open up into a clearing.
With a flick of the reins, Mark ordered his mount towards it. Suddenly the stream bed got much steeper, and Epona tumbled into the water and mark fell along with her. Down into the pond they fell. Mark collapsed forward onto Epona, he wrapped his arms under her armpits and around her chest, and held on for dear life.
The sudden drop and the added weight on her upper body caused Epona to drift face first into the pond, she felt her face slam up against the sandy bottom. She got a mouth full of sand and dirt, as her face scraped along to the pond's bottom. The impact caused Mark's legs and butt to slip off of her waist, and now he held onto her only by her chest.
He tightened his grip out of shock, pushing air out of his poor ponygirls lungs. The panicked and breathless mare scrambled against the floor of the pond for a heartbeat pushing up with her arms to help her legs get a footing.
Epona's legs desperately kicked against the ground, thrashing about to get a foothold. Mark felt her ass push upwards into his groin as she did a panicked bear crawl across the pond's bottom. Eventually she got onto her two feet and pushed up to the surface with her legs. She rose to piggyback position and with a gasp burst back to the surface with Mark clinging tightly to her back.
Mark coughed and sputtered water out of his mouth, he opened his eyes to see the back of Epona's head. Epona was spitting sand and water out of her mouth and gasping for breath. The water was up to Epona's shoulders and Mark's groin rubbed up against Epona's backside with his legs dangling in the current.
After Mark had regained his breath, He swung his legs forward and onto her hips, causing Epona to take a step forward to adjust and wrapping her arms around Mark's legs. Mark straightened up and was about to move his hands when he realized they both were clasped around Epona's C cup tits.
Mark smiled and gave her tits a quick squeeze before he moved his hands, but when he moved them he found that Epona's bra had become unclasped in the confusion. The nylon stuck to one of Mark's hands as he withdrew them from under her arm. Epona's tits now hung naked, but were still submerged under the water. He quietly tossed the bra into the brush. Epona didn't notice as she was still gasping for breath and spitting out sand. Mark knew that the girl would think the bra simply slid off in the fall.
The water was cold and Mark was soon shivering along with his ponygirl. Epona had not yet fully caught her breath, yet Mark clasped her pigtails in his hands and roughly reined her towards the far shoreline. Unfortunately for the Poor ponygirl the Pond got even deeper. it got so deep that even at a height of 6'8, for a time Epona waded across the bottom on her tippy toes and even had to arch her neck back to keep her mouth above the water.
Her entire body up until her face was submerged for a time. From atop her back the water only came up to Mark's chest, and with her neck arched Mark was able to see the poor pony's struggling expression. her teeth were gritted, her nostrils flared, and there was a worried look in her eyes, but mark did not feel any pity. She was his ponygirl and her job was to carry him wherever he wanted to go regardless of the difficulty.
When they came to the shore the bank was steep and Mark slid back down to her waist allowing his pony to use her arms to help her climb. The angle of the bank was almost 60 degrees, and as Epona climbed Marks stomach lay flat against her back. Mark reached under her arms and took one of her breasts in each hand as support.
Epona's nipples were hard from the cold and he fondled them between his fingers. His legs were supported by her hips. Epona carried him like a backpack as she slowly climbed up the bank. When they reached the top of the bank he leaned back onto her waist and took her reins again. With a slap of her ass he urged her into the clearing and into the warm sun.
When Epona reached the centre of the clearing her breath was labored and quick. She dropped down to her elbows and put her head to the floor. Mark did not dismount immediately, instead he observed the clearing. It was the size of a small yard and filled with soft grass, at its edges more palm trees swayed in the breeze. Looking down at his poor Pony Mark decided to give her a rest, lest he overwork her and risk injuring his only source of transportation.
When Mark got off of her, Epona immediately rolled onto her back and sprawled out on the grass bathing in the sunlight. Mark sat beside her and watched her chest heave up and down. He savored the sight of her pink nipples still hard from the cold pond. Before long Mark grew tired of the soft grass and decided he wanted a better cushion. He shuffled over to Epona and heavily sat down on her lower stomach.
The sudden weight caused Epona to exhale sharply. Mark didn't mind. He roughly reclined backward onto her tits grinding his butt into her stomach as he did so Epona's soft tits acted as his neck rest and pillow. When he stretched out his butt moved to the top of her pelvis and his back was upon her soft stomach. At first Epona squirmed, but then settled and even wrapped her arms around Mark resting them on his stomach. After a time Mark sat up to take off his shirt. The sudden movement elicited an oof from his cushion.
Mark tied his shirt around his waist, and then bounced on her lower stomach a couple of times for good measure before reclining again. As he lay back he felt his bare back against Epona's soft stomach and gave out a blissful, "Ahhhhhhhh ''. The sun bathed his front and his back melted into Epona's soft body. He felt epona's long arms wrap around his stomach again, cradling him.Mark closed his eyes and was soon asleep.
2 hours later Mark awoke. Epona was lightly snoring beneath him. Mark yawned and rubbed his eyes. At the edge of the clearing Mark saw banana trees, and high up in some of their canopies he saw bananas. The Bananas hung about 10 feet in the air. Too high up for him or Epona to reach on their own.
Mark looked down at the sleeping girl's peaceful face. To wake her he began bouncing up and down on Epona's belly. Epona's eyes shot open as her mouth opened to exhale. With every bounce Epona let out a gasp of air. Mark then slid off her belly and onto his knees.
He took hold of Epona's reins and tugged her hair upward. The girl flipped over and moved onto her knees and into the riding position. Mark then yanked Epona's hair back rearing her upright. He then adjusted Epona's lower back to ensure she was sitting up as straight as possibly. He used her shoulders to push himself to his feet and hovered over her for a moment before swinging his legs up over her shoulders, sitting down heavily.
With Epona's head between his thighs and nestled up to his groin, he yanked her hair upwards, urging epona to stand. Epona went to one knee and with a grunt rose to stand. Mark tucked his legs underneath her armpits and Epona put her hands to Mark's knees to help support his weight.
Mark felt incredibly high up. Sitting on Epona's shoulders Mark must have been 8 or 9 feet in the air. Mark's feet hung just over Epona's ass, he straddled her hips with his ankles. With a tapping of his heels on her hips and a swish of her hair Mark reined her forward. Mark took this opportunity to ride her a few laps around the edge of the clearing.
Holding her left pigtail he had her do circles at a brisk walking pace. Mark had ridden two laps when he spied something interesting. In one of the trees he found a long thin straight branch. It was about 3 feet long and would function perfectly as a crop. He reined Epona right, and rode her up to the tree. He carefully snapped the branch where it connected to the tree and took the branch in his hand.
He swung it a couple times and heard a yummy whip sound through the air. As he did this Epona let out a pitiful whince. "My pony knows what this is for'' mark thought. Mark then reined her towards the center of the clearing and with flicked his crop into Epona's ass, he was careful to avoid his own bare feet.
The crop cracked against the Poor pony's pale behind and with a squeak of pain Epona started into a light canter. The pony's jog caused Mark to bounce on her shoulders and in order to steady himself Mark squeezed Epona's head in between his thighs, squishing her cheeks and putting her lips into a pucker. Mark enjoyed the canter but couldn't help but feel he could fall off at any moment, so he pulled her reins and with a, "whoa ponygirl'' halted Epona at the other side of the clearing.
With a few light taps of the crop and a tug of her left rein Mark drove her towards one of the banana trees.Perched atop her shoulders mark was able to reach the fruit and grabbed about a dozen or so in his arms. Mark took his shirt from his waist and tied the shirt into a sack, depositing the all except two of the Bananas and then tying the shirt around Epona's neck with the makeshift sack now dangling like a necklace over her chest.
Still refusing to dismount Mark peeled a banana and then took his time eating it, while Epona sweated beneath him. After he was done he took the second banana and peeled it. He reached down to Epona's mouth and took her lower lip between two of his fingers and tugged down. The Ponygirl responded by opening her mouth.
Mark held her mouth wide by her lower lip and inch by inch inserted the banana into Epona's mouth. Epona's eyes looked innocent and curious at first, but quickly became nervous as she deepthroated the entire banana. Mark couldn't help but get hard, his erection rested on the back of her head. "I'm gonna have a lot of fun later," Mark thought. Mark drew the banana in and out a few times before he withdrew it enough for epona to take reasonable bites. He then took his hands from her lip and grasped her chin, pushing it up to make her bite the banana.
In this way he fed her the rest of the banana. By this point Epona's shoulders were beginning to slump and Mark could feel the ponygirl trembling beneath him. As her shoulders were digging into his thigh and starting to hurt anyway Mark decided he would return to his place on her back. Mark took hold of her reins and pulled them both downward along the side of her head. Epona slowly reclined to one knee, and waited for her rider to dismount.
By now the sun was beginning to set, "I best hurry back to the shore", Mark didn't want to spend the night in the forest. So Mark didn't allow epona to rest, he did not dismount, he simply put his hands on her shoulders and lifted himself down onto her waist. "Cowboy" he said, and Epona immediately dropped her hands to the floor and became his all fours ponygirl.
The sack of Bananas still dangled from her neck, yet Epona's arms were so long that it still hung almost a foot above the ground. Once secure in her saddle he took hold of her reins and with a hard jerk, steered her towards the pond. With his crop he gave her two hard cracks. Epona let out a weigny of pain and trotted quickly towards the pond.
Mark wrapped his legs around his pony's stomach, and closed his eyes savoring the feeling of her bouncy canter. However in his bliss, Mark had not slowed her down before the steep embankment of the pond. Mark had expected Epona to slow down on her own, but Mark had overestimated her intelligence and underestimated her blind obedience. Epona had not remained to slow down and so she did not slow.
When Mark opened his eyes Epona was beginning to crawl down the embankment. Because of the incline the Pony was forced to put her and Mark's weight on her arms. Mark was terrified of tumbling, and instinctively leaned back. The embankment was too steep for her to simply crawl down on all fours, so instead Epona's knees were planted at the top of the bank, and as she crawled forward and downward with her arms she began to move into a plank position. Mark had to let go of her reins to allow her to straighten out fully.
Eventually Epona was extended into a plank, Except that the steep decline meant that Epona's arms were much lower than her knees and thus she planked in an incline. To avoid having her take too much weight on her arms Mark shuffled backwards, settling his weight on top of her ass. Epona continued lurching forward with her arms, and eventually her knees left the top of the bank and now only her shins remained at the top. r"
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