Day Trippers

by Methionine

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life
Length: 8808

Futa on Filly sex, public indecency, gratuitous usage of snow and shameless incestual relations! Best avoided at all costs.

Being the tale of two sisters who share an enjoyable romp both in their journey to and time on a series of mountains outside Stalliongrad.

Essentially, a clopfic of loosely interconnected scenes involving the OCs of Clopper-Dude: Malin and her sister Sonja. For those not in the know, Malin is a futa mare and Sonja is… as normal as could be expected. So, incestuous futa on filly sex, turn back if it's not to your liking, etc..

Posted here with the approval of the gracious gentleman himself.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-21 18:40:02 UTC

The Whole Thing

Pancakes. It was almost like pancakes. Malin flipped over in her bed before sniffing the air again, cracking an eye open when she confirmed the smell. Sweet, syrup covered pancakes with chopped strawberries and apples; more often than not it was Sonja making them these days and then with her own brand of 'syrup'. Tossing off her bedclothes, the blue earth pony slipped out and grabbed a striped towel, chucking it over her shoulders and tossing her blonde mane over it before pulling back the curtains.

Memories of last weekend flooded back to her at the sight of the cloudless day; a cool breeze blowing through her mane, the acrid but still pleasant smell of the sea in her nose and Sonja's tongue stuck somewhere down her throat. Stepping out of her bedroom, Malin licked her lips and grinned; if there was any batter left she could whip up some pancakes for her sister, just as a little thanks for making her weekend so... pleasurable.

But out here the smell was stronger and over the sound of thumping bass she was sure she could hear the sound of something sizzling on a pan. Mom and dad were gone, though and Sonja would still be in bed after a full evening spent with her friends.

Pausing at the stairs, Malin gave a small tug at her towel and strained to listen over the music. Something was definitely going on down there. Something tasty. So like an amateur burglar who's had one too many glasses of ciders, she made her best attempt at creeping down the stairs, periodically glancing over the hoofrail. First she caught a glimpse of something blue, bobbing about and then again something else the same shade though this time it was shaking back and forth and left her nethers tingling.

Determined to figure out this mystery, Malin dropped her attempt at sneaking and made a beeline for the kitchen. Music and sizzling had ceased but just before stepping in she caught that blue... thing wave around the door one last time.

Memories of last weekend flooded back to her at the sight of Sonja, lying on the table with her hindlegs spread; the almost too-sweet taste of the filly as Malin dove between those thighs, that lovely little laugh she made when her tongue tickled just the right spot and how it set her to laughing, and her soft moans and leg twitches as that same tongue licked other 'just right' spots.

What did not bring back memories of any kind was the stack of pancakes just below her stomach, a square of butter melting on the topmost one almost the same shade as her coat. Golden brown, thick and ever so slightly crispy at the edges, they were exactly the kind Sonja liked. So it was with a groan that Malin flopped down in the seat in front of her, frowning up at her sister when she looked down with a smirk.

"I was gonna make you pancakes!" Malin groused, caught between eyeing that face and the confections. "What're you even doing up so early?"

Sonja flipped a hoof in the air, giggled and then lowered herself back onto the table. "I couldn't make these for the best sister in Equestria if I didn't get up before her.."

"But the sun's up so you missed your chance to make them for Princess Celestia." Scooting her chair back, Malin trotted to the cooker and poked at the pan and empty jug of batter.

There was a long silence in the kitchen broken only by the sound of the fridge opening and the rattle of milk bottles. Sonja, sparing a quick look to the melting butter still making its way across the pancakes, stared at the back of her sister's head before letting out an exasperated chuckle.

"Hey Malin? Who took me to the beach last week?"

"Huh?" The mare paused in pouring a bottle of milk into a bowl. "Uh... I did?"

A grin settled on Sonja's face and she pointed a hoof at her sister. "Yep! And who paid for the whole thing?"

"Well I did but-"

"And who always takes us out to do stuff together?"

Malin ducked her head, her blonde mane falling across one eye partially hiding her blush. "Me?"

Waving Malin back over, Sonja propped herself up on her forelegs and allowed her smile to soften. "So who's the best sister in Equestria?"

Her question was met with a blank stare until eventually she pointed a hoof away from herself and lay back down.

"Oh... So the pancakes are for me?" Leaning in again, Malin could feel the warmth from them, could smell their sweetness mixed with the tang of the butter and something else. It set her mouth to watering. "Does that mean I can have them?"

"Ye-" The word barely out of Sonja's mouth, Malin dug in, taking a large bite out of the topmost and hottest pancake. Coupled with the butter it felt as if the thing melted on her tongue. Thick yet soft and fluffy, it looked like Sonja's favourite but darn if she ever knew how to make them!

But she couldn't stop there and quickly returned for another mouthful, licking along the filly's inner thigh to catch a line of butter that'd melted along it. Sonja giggled both at the sound of her sister smacking her lips and the wonderful tingling, ticklish feeling the trail her tongue had wound left. Those giggles quickly died off as the mare dived straight back, now realising it was the 'syrup' she so prized that had given the pancakes their exquisite flavour. Butter couldn't be ignored, though, so instead of going straight to the source she flicked her tongue up and to one side, catching more of it before slipping along further along the yellow thigh.

The response was instantaneous: her sister's voice petered out to quick, sharp breaths and the wonderfully sweet, sumptuously sticky secretions from her nethers increased greatly. It was a perfect accompaniment to the savoury pancakes, which Malin stopped only momentarily to grab a bite from.

This was why she eschewed fruit juices and indeed most breakfast foods - what greater meal could she hope for than the one borne of her own sister's love? Or so Sonja might think; for Malin the answer was far simpler - it tasted great, she felt good doing it and she made Sonja feel good.

Pushing the filly back, Malin propped her chin on the table, keeping her hooves on a pair of now twitching thighs and her mouth firmly buried between them. She swirled her tongue at the edges of Sonja's labia, dipping into it quickly before pulling back out near instantly. A hoof tapped her head and then again, gently pushing at it. In response, Malin slowly dragged her tongue up, never quite touching the folds of flesh until with a quick flick her tongue just grazed a little nub.

Somewhere above her, there was a muffled cry and the pair of legs over her shoulders now snapped to tightly grip Malin's neck, keeping her head firmly in place. More than that though, was the renewed trickle of hot fluids which she eagerly lapped up, the pancakes now a distant memory.

That little nub of flesh, that wonderful, sensual little clit was just the ticket Malin needed to get her fill. Her eyes set squarely on her prize, Malin flicked her tongue against it again and was rewarded with another spasm from her sister's thighs. And then again and again, each time swatting it with her tongue a little sooner than the last until she was merely slipping it over and back, now wet both from her saliva and the copious fluids from below.

"Malin!"

It was so sudden it caught her off guard and she poked her head up immediately, knocking the pancakes to one side. There, staring back over her heaving chest, Sonja's eyes glimmered in the morning's light.

"Please."

She liked to think she was a good sister, that she never mistreated Sonja; that she was always attentive to her needs and quick to respond. So it was with renewed fervour that she ducked down between her shivering thighs and resumed her tongue-lashing upon the filly.

Veritably burying her face in, her tongue made a quick circle over her sex before diving in, pressing as far as she could against the warm interior before sliding back out and giving another quick lick above. There was no slow building rhythm this morning, instead she made a quick pace, hooves rubbing yellow hips as one encircled her own and gripped it tightly.

She liked to think Sonja appreciated her treatment. And at times like this, the air filled with her delicate little moans, her body quivering and the constant stream of filly fluids serving to satiate her hunger, she knew she was appreciated. But when Sonja started to buck her hips, it became only more apparent and Malin doubled her efforts again, quickly slipping her tongue down onto that soft rump just twice - just enough to set her off.

With a grunt, a buck of her hips and a long shiver through that yellow body, Malin's mouth was finally filled with the rich warmth of her sister's cum. She wolfed it down, eager to have breakfast over so she could-

Sonja fell back to the table, gasping for air and her hooves finally slackened about Malin's neck. Malin looked up over her stomach, juices still running down and dripping from her chin as she looked out the kitchen door. She'd have to make up for the lack of anything more at lunch, so long as she could get back home in time but then if she was late...

In a frenzy, she rushed from the kitchen, back up the stairs to her room to grab her beanie and saddlebags. There was just enough time to check the fridge for milk before-

"Malin?"

She froze dead in her tracks, caught off guard by her sister's voice calling to her as she still sat on the table.

"What're you doing?"

"I've gotta go because I'm gonna be late and I'll have to stay later so I can make up the time and-" Dancing on the spot, she rattled off her fears. Caught off guard by Sonja's gentle kiss, she stopped instantly.

"Malin." The filly gave a soft chuckle and shook her head, pointing back at a calender. "It's the weekend."

The blue mare considered this. Supposedly, it was the week and she'd be expected. But if it was the weekend then that meant it wasn't. Which also meant she'd have the day off. And consequently she'd be free to do what she wanted.

Looking down at Sonja, she became acutely aware of a pressure that'd been building between her legs. She also became painfully aware that her rock-hard rod was at just the right height for Sonja to duck between her legs and gulp down. Biting her lip, Malin sat back on her haunches--her member giving a dull slap as it hit her stomach--and slipped her saddlebags off and to one side.

"Sonja?" She tugged at the towel over her shoulders, lifting one end to dab at her chin. "If it's the weekend, then..." She trailed off breathlessly, watching her sister approach.

"Then we can do things together?" It came out in near a whisper as she stepped up to Malin, getting onto her hind legs and putting her hooves over her shoulders.

Malin bit down on her lip again, harder this time and rested her hooves on Sonja's hips. "Things like- Ah!" Her sister's blue tail lightly brushed against her member sending a spasm of pleasure through her.

"Like?" That soft voice sent a shiver of delight through Malin and she slipped her hooves around to a soft yellow rump.

"Like... H-Having fun?" Her voice strained, back tensed, she tried to angle herself up as Sonja gently slid herself against the tip of her cock.

"We'll have lots of fun." Malin shut her eyes at the breathy whisper, head swimming in a mix of anticipation and arousal. "On our way!"

It took only a light kick of her hoof to send Sonja bounding away from her sister, leaving her gaping over at her. "Remember? You said you wanted to do something again this weekend."

She could remember alright; Sonja bouncing in her lap, that tight little rump clenching around her... Meteora and her brother sitting across from them, both looking like they had ideas about that kind of fun. And she could remember thinking she'd love to do it again. Or was it the forest outside Trottingham? The last time they went skinny dipping there it was pretty great too, especially when Sonja dipped under the water just as mom came over to ask about lunch. Luckily she'd just assumed Malin's gasps were from the cold water and certainly not Sonja going to town on her...

"Maaaaliiin?"

Yeah, she sounded just like that when I got my hooves on her, the thought made Malin's member throb again.

"Malin, everything's ready, c'mon."

She couldn't keep a smile off her face. Gosh, she really did did do that thing with the slide! Malin thought with a giggle, letting a hoof fall between her legs to stroke herself. I don't think I've ever felt her-

The thought was cut off as she was snapped back to reality, the sight of her sister's rump wiggling in front of her captivating her attention, her tail flicking back and forth offering tantalising glimpses of her little...

"Hu-What?" A pair of hooves tugged at her own and she absently stood up, looking back down to Sonja who was facing her again.

"You know, if you really didn't wanna do anything with me you could've said so." The words stung more than they should and Malin felt her excitement quickly ebb.

"Aw, Sonja, I didn't mean- I mean, I did mean I wanted us to do somethin', it's just..." She trailed off, trying to find the words.

"I know I've a great rump but I thought you wanted to spend your time off with me because you liked me."

Grabbing her saddlebags, Malin hoisted them onto her back, quickly securing the strap and giving her sister the warmest smile she could muster.

"I do like you! But I can like you and like your rump too, right?"

For just a moment, Sonja spared her sister only a level stare. And for just that moment, Malin considered falling to her stomach and asking her to forgive her for doing whatever she did.

As soon as the moment passed, a wide grin split the filly's face and she jumped forward, wrapping her sister in a tight hug.

"Just be glad I love you!"

Letting out a deep breath, Malin wrapped a hoof of her own around her sister and pulled her close.

"Love you too."

                                     ***

Malin shuffled from hoof to hoof, watching the last two ponies climb onto the bus ahead of her. The thought of surf, sand and Sonja left her itching to get out. Especially if it meant getting some more mint ice-cream. Bright Celestia, but that almost made her day last week.

"Ahem!" The bus driver levelled her with a stern look before gesturing down to the ticket machine.

Sparing him a sheepish grin, Malin reached back into her saddlebags... and panicked upon realising her lack of bits. She wouldn't be able to make the trip, Sonja'd hate her, they'd wind up never talking again and she'd never so much as touch that pert little-

"Excuse me, sir." The voice was followed by Sonja pushing past her and throwing a hoofful of bits into the slot of the machine. It clicked to life, magical energies imprinting the ticket with its details and floating them over.

Giving the driver another abashed grin, Malin stuffed her ticket away and looked down the bus: four ponies, all near the front. The back seat: free.

"Eeeee!" She squealed, galloping past Sonja and throwing herself up and onto the heavily padded seats of the coach. If there was one thing to be thankful about Grey Gryphon coaches for, it was how well they maintained their fleet.

Nestling into a corner, she peeped over the head of the forward seat and was delighted to spot a good distance between the few others and herself. All the better to let her enjoy the trip with her sister, of course.

Such thoughts quickly left her as Sonja rounded the seat, giving her a stern look.

"Did you have to?" Sonja sighed, climbing onto the seat next Malin and fishing about in her saddlebags.

"I just wanted to make sure we'd get it..." Malin shifted her hind legs slightly, hoping to attract her sister's attention.

"There was nopony else behind us." Finally, the filly reappeared sporting a small device in her hooves. Malin pondered the thing for a moment before recalling it was one of those new portable music thingies. Some bigshots in Canterlot found a way to imprint music onto enchanted crystals, all part of the new techno-magic craze. Or so Sonja'd told her, she couldn't really wrap her head around all that stuff but her sister was pretty excited when she'd first heard.

Tapping a hoof along one side, the filly smiled and started slowly bobbing her head. Malin sat back half against the seat's back and half against the window, taking a quick look out before doing a double-take.

The route was taking them away from the west, towards the sea. Which was stranger still, when she recalled Sonja pressing her about taking this particular bus.

"Hey, Sonja?" She kept bobbing her head, eyes closed. "Sonja." Still no response except that her smile widened and her bobbing slowed. "Sonja!" Malin leaned down in front of her sister's face and near shouted.

"Gah!" The filly jumped in her seat, narrowly missing Malin before pulling the earpieces out with a grunt. "What's wrong?"

"Hey, I think we took the wrong bus." Malin pointed a hoof towards the window, indicating the thick trees obscuring most of the view of distant mountains.

"No, it's the right one. Remember I said we were gonna go to the mountains near Stalliongrad?" There was a glint in her eyes as she spoke those last few words, something that wasn't lost on Malin.

"Oh... Why?" At least at the beach they could go swimming or kick back and enjoy the sun, catch a volleyball game or any other number of great things. The mountains were just... mountainy.

"It's a surprise." With those words Sonja stood on her seat and gently pushed her sister back to her own seated position before laying herself down against her. Almost instantly, Malin lowered her hooves in a gentle hug, holding her close.

Smiling up, Sonja passed her an earpiece which Malin took with a quiet thanks.

It wasn't one of her favourite songs; it had that slow, interlaced series of beats that sounded strange to her but then Sonja would always rush out and snap up any of that DJ's albums. It wasn't a favourite but with the slow, steady beats, the warmth of her sister against her and the way her eyes slowly drifted shut it didn't really matter.

The weight was a little much in her position, though and as gently as she could, Malin repositioned herself to lie across the seat. It's not like anypony else'd be getting on or come down here anyway. And it felt nice to just lie here with Sonja resting there.

There. The kind of there that sometimes still made the heat rise to her cheeks. Just like last week at the beach, if anypony looked they might think it more than a little odd. Glancing between the seats, she could see that the two couples down the aisles were either chatting or looking out their own windows.

Perfect. Malin stroked a hoof through her sister's thick mane, luxuriating in its softness. And with her lying so close to her head she could get the scent of mulberries. Even if it was just her shampoo, it was still a nice smell.

"Mmm... Malin..." Stirred from her reverie, Malin looked down but found that Sonja still had her eyes shut tight. She smiled suddenly, lying back down and stroking her hoof further down the filly's back. They'd be a while getting out to the mountains, might as well let her-

"Malin..." That wasn't any kind of sleepy murmur, it was a soft moan. And quickly after it was accompanied by the feeling of the sleeping filly shifting her hips, almost grinding herself against her sister's already thickening sheath.

Stroking her hoof lower, Malin gently pushed down and was greeted by the feeling of Sonja rubbing a little harder. Probably just having a dream, she assured herself. But if it was the kind of dream she thought it was it meant she could at least have a little fun.

And if the way Sonja started to slowly rock back and forth was any indication, she wasn't the only one intent on having some fun. The effects were instantaneous - Malin's member quickly slid from its sheath and grew between them, the filly shifting her motions further up along the shaft. Thoughts of onlookers or listeners were forgotten as the blue mare allowed herself a low, satisfied groan.

"Mmm... Mmph... Mmm-Malin..." Amidst those words, a pair of hooves slid around Malin's sides and gently held on. Sonja's back arched as she moved up further, the warm moistness of her fillyhood now easily sliding against her sister's cock.

Malin reached down, tugging the blue tail aside with one hoof and sliding the other down over the pert little rump. There it nestled between her cheeks, gently making a circle around the entrance. Sonja, in response, let out a breathy groan and pushed back against it, sliding down the mare's member.

It was maddening but so typically Sonja and Malin pushed her sister up, hoping to at least feel that warmth that was only getting hotter, against the tip of her member. Her breath caught in her throat as the filly stirred, spreading her hind legs and hooking them around her sister's hips. Letting go of her tail Malin watched as it jerked back and forth and let her right hoof join her left against those soft rump-cheeks.

Between her own movements and the gentle tug and push of hooves, the two built up a slow but steady rhythm. And if her member wasn't already slick from the filly's juices she'd have no doubts about her arousal from the thick scent of it in the air. It was all getting a bit much for Malin, who let out a frustrated grunt and tried lowering her hips as Sonja moved up.

It came infuriatingly close, barely an inch or two from reaching the tip of her cock. Yet it remained inches short before she was back down again, quicker this time as resistance was lost to the effects of her arousal.

"Malin... Mmph-Malin..." Even the way Sonja said her name was driving her mad!

"Sonja!" She hissed, gently shaking her. "Sonja, c'mon!"

Luck was on her side, it seemed as the sleeping filly slowly came too, rubbing her eyes and looking down blearily.

"Malin... what?" She glanced down between her legs and looked back up with a wicked grin. "Was I..."

"Yes!" Malin grunted, giving a little thrust. "Now c'mon, quit teasin' me, the bus is probably gonna be there any minute now."

Still wearing her grin, Sonja sat up, keeping her hind legs splayed and Malin's cock between them. "What's wrong? Pent up from this morning?" She punctuated her question with a gentle stroke of her hoof against the tip of Malin's member, earning her a low groan.

"Yesss... Please, I'm sorry I forgot, I didn't mean to!" Malin kept her hips forward, the twin sensations of the warm fillyhood against the shaft and the hoof against the tip keeping her at the edge while not quite sending her over.

"And?"

"And... And I dunno wh-AH!" The hoof that'd been circling the tip of her cock now prodded the urethra, the mare making quick little thrusts against it. "Ah... Ah... I'll... I'll make it up to you!"

"How?" That soft whisper, Sonja's hoof working its way down the shaft, cupping a pair of all-too-full balls... it was getting too much for Malin.

"I'll... I'll... Mmph! I'll do that thing you love!" Torn between thrusting forward and pressing back, her body settled on building a shiver throughout itself.

"Promise?" With her eyes closed she could only feel Sonja's hot breath across her face, eliciting a little whimper from the mare.

"Promise!" She felt it then; that little hoof slipped down between her legs and pressed against her sopping marehood, just at the spot that was guaranteed to push her over the edge. With a loud cry, Malin threw her hooves over her sister, grinding her member for all it was worth against the filly as it spasmed wildly.

The first spurt was heavenly, a wonderful sense of relief and release washing over her. It was quickly overtaken by a bolt of pleasure running from her nethers up her spine. Thick rivulets of cum stained both their chests as she lay back, weakly thrusting her hips and shuddering all the while.

Panting, Malin let her body go limp, her cock still twitching as Sonja pulled herself up along it, each little movement bringing another jolt of pleasure through the mare below her.When she gazed into those soft blue eyes she could feel only gratitude and a warmth suffuse her, just as it did every time they made love. On a whim she reached up and kissed Sonja's nose, smiling as the filly nuzzled in against her in response.

The moment was short-lived as Sonja sat back up, grinning down and slowly starting her hips to rock back and forth again.

Malin looked down, biting her lip at the sight of the filly sliding against her slackened member. Slackened but now quickly beginning to return to full length, those wonderful feelings filling her again.

"Sonja..." She half groaned, half whispered, not entirely meaning her reproachful tone. Even less so when she ran her hooves over her sister's hips, helping her build rhythm back up and keeping her tight against the once more throbbing cock.

The bus trip might be long but she was sure they were going to make the most of it.

                                     ***

"Malin, wait up!"

The request was ignored though, drowned out by the sound of hooves crunching on snow and loud laughter. The sun was still high in the sky as Malin ran between tall pines, kicking up a trail of powdered snow behind her as Sonja gave chase. Despite her earlier protestations she was now laughing alongside her sister, working her legs furiously to keep up.

What had begun in irritation at having to use one of the towels Sonja'd brought to clean up after their antics on the bus had quickly turned into delight. With the glorious weather drawing most ponies to the beaches of Equestria, the mountains were practically theirs to enjoy. From simply cavorting in the snowy slopes to kicking back in one of the little cafés in the village they'd stopped at; even later on after some quick practice they'd taken to a relatively deserted slope and decided to try skiing 'together'.

But nothing could top this; after finding out Sonja'd taken along some lunch and a blanket to sit out on Malin had been unstoppable. The day had been perfect and she'd simply told her sister she wanted to keep it as perfect as possible. Which meant finding the perfect spot to settle down in.

So the two had set off from the little village, Malin picking a random direction and not once being dissuaded from her course despite Sonja's initial protests about her not having a clue where she was going.

It didn't matter, though; the excitement of the day had left Malin hot and combined with the snow being kicked up around her it was a feeling she found impossible to describe. And to think she wanted to go to the beach!

Her smile and laughter died almost instantly as she came into a clearing, eyes widening at the sight that greeted her. Even the sound of Sonja's laughter growing closer wasn't enough to distract her from the sight of the bubbling pool of water against the edge of the trees.

"Hey, you... found a clearing." Sonja panted, coming up alongside her sister. "I even brought a... thermos of hot... chocolate..." She stopped alongside the mare, her own eyes settling over the pool.

"Sonja?" Malin glanced down, not quite sure what to make of the menacing looking thing.

"It's a hot spring." Her voice was filled with a kind of wonder as she stepped forward, keeping her eyes on the pool.

"Hey, be careful!" Malin quickly followed after, fear dying as she remembered hearing something somewhere once about hot springs. Or was it botfly stings? At the least Sonja didn't seem frightened of it.

In fact, she trotted right up and held a hoof over it before waving her sister along.

"It just feels warm, see?" She withdrew her hoof from over the pool, showing a light sheen of moisture over it.

Not quite convinced but not wanting her sister to get the better of her yet again, Malin slowly lowered a hoof over the pool... and was surprised to find it did, indeed, feel warm. Nothing more.

"Hey I wonder if-" She ducked a hoof in, grinning at her sister.

"Malin, wait, it could be boiling-"

Both stopped as Malin stuck about half of her hoof into the pool and held it there. Sonja rolled her eyes and sat back on her haunches, swinging her saddlebags around.

"What? It's just warm like you said!" Lowering herself onto her stomach, Malin dipped her other hoof in, relishing the warm tingling sensation from the water. "Hmm..." She murmured, pushing more of her forelegs into it, finding the temperature still acceptable.

Taking her towel in her teeth, she swung the ends back and stood back up, lowering one hoof in as far as it would go - most of it went in before she hit anything solid. At the least it meant she'd be able to submerse herself chest deep.

With an almost imperceptible squee of excitement, she quickly turned about and started lowering herself into the pool. To say it was heavenly would be an understatement as the warm waters soothed her joints and heated her body. It almost reminded her of that fancy spa mom and dad took them to once, with the sauna and heated jacuzzi. Just a shame there were no bubbles here...

"Okay, I've got some apple turnover, some of that veggie omelette mom made last night, some cold hay fries and... something that smells like it could be raspberries." Laying out the meal on the blanket next to Malin, Sonja spared her a glance before lowering herself into the water on the opposite side of the blanket... And promptly realised there might be a problem.

For herself, Malin was content to quietly giggle at the sight of her sister's nose barely poking up over the water's edge. For just a moment, until Sonja levelled her with a look that said she'd had enough of her antics.

Taking the filly in her hooves, Malin gently lifted her and settled her onto her lap. Her mane, which had splayed out in the water now clung to her neck and the top of her back and Malin leaned down, nuzzling against a spot just off to one side of her neck.

The effect was instantaneous: Sonja erupted into a fit of giggles, squirming against her sister's tight grip across her chest. It quickly proved to be contagious as Malin fell into loud laughter, kicking her hind legs about in the water and letting go of the filly.

But the two quietened in time, laughter falling to lilting giggles and then to warm silence as the two simply basked in each other's company.

"Hey Malin?"

"Hmm?" She lifted her head from leaning back, looking down into her sister's glimmering eyes.

"Thanks for taking me out today." The yellow filly slowly encircled her sister in a tight hug, one that was returned with all the love it was received with. "I always miss you when you're away and... I guess I just wanna make the most of things."

Malin gripped her again, pulling her into another tight hug. "Aww, c'mon sis', you know I love spendin' time with ya too."

"I know but..." It was almost curious how she bit her lip so cutely, Malin reflected. "I'd still like to thank you."

Before Malin had time to reply, the filly pushed herself off and turned around, quickly sinking into the water without support. With just her nose and eyes peeking above, she gave a wink before disappearing below the water.

Though still clear, Malin struggled to make out what she was up to through the rippling surface, only having some idea when she felt something brush against her sheath.

Just like that time at the park, only now she was able to enjoy it. So spreading her legs, Malin allowed her sister unfettered access to her quickly hardening member. A little shiver of excitement ran through her in anticipation of what she hoped was up. If she wanted to get that close then it could only mean one thing.

When she felt something hotter than the water flick against the head of her still growing cock she knew her hopes were proven true. But she'd only time to duck a hoof into the water to hold Sonja steady before the filly resurfaced, gasping deeply.

"Sorry! Wasn't prepared! Got it now!" And just like that she was below the water again, hooves pressed against Malin's thighs and her mouth quickly enveloping the throbbing member standing proudly from her.

Free from onlookers at last, Malin let out a loud groan, leaning her head back against the stone and closing her eyes. It amazed her but somehow Sonja's mouth was hotter than the water and that only served to stoke the fires of her arousal as she ducked her hoof back down, gently pushing the filly's head down.

She gasped--just as she always did--when she felt the last few inches of her cock slide into that throat. The muscles clenched and unclenched around the head while her tongue struggled to work the shaft, one hoof slipping down from her thigh to rub her balls.

"Oh... Sonja..." She didn't care if anypony heard or if her sister couldn't hear, she was determined to make the most of this. Undulating her hips, she struggled to get just one more inch in, to satisfy that filly's unending hunger.

Only it was over too quickly, Sonja sliding off her cock and the warmth of the water rushing in around it. It sent a little shiver through her, intensifying as her sister burst through the surface, gasping for air as her wet mane clung to her neck and shoulders. Moments like these were to be cherished, where Sonja looked so sweet and sexy.

"Sonja-"

"Can't, gotta get more!"

And again, in a flash she was down into the water and Malin was gripped by anticipation for when she'd feel her member slip into that hot mouth.

A little whimper escaped her lips as Sonja almost teasingly slow pushed herself down. Using both hooves, Malin took hold and thrust upwards while pushing her sister down. The sudden motion had the perfect effect - her throat muscles clammed up around the intruding cock, squeezing the life out of it.

For such a small filly, she had a surprising strength. It was something Malin had thought on before but at the moment she was only frustrated that her attempts to clench her hind legs were hampered by Sonja holding them apart. In return, the older mare kept her hooves on the filly, bucking her hips rhythmically as she felt a pressure build in her balls.

All it would've taken was a couple more short thrusts and she'd be giving Sonja her own brand of lunch but the filly, strong as she was, pushed off against the hooves and resurfaced, taking another couple of deep breaths.

"You were gonna finish!"

Still fighting the effects of her near miss, Malin struggled for a  "N-No... No I wasn't!"

"You were!" But it was hard to concentrate on her words as she kept herself above water only by balancing on her sister's cock. "Fine, guess I gotta go slower. And keep your hooves out here!"

Reluctantly complying, Malin made a show of taking her hooves out of the water and propping them on the stone embankment.

"Okay... I'll know if you're up to something."

With those ominous words the filly ducked back down under the water.

Less ominous, however, was the feeling of a hot tongue making a slow circle of Malin's member. The mare dug her hooves into the stone, gritting her teeth against the wonderful yet equally frustrating sensations coursing through her. Despite the quickness of her breaths, she struggled to stop herself from even bucking her hips. Anything to avoid losing those lovely feelings-

It was no use. The moment Sonja's tongue pressed in against her urethra Malin couldn't control herself and thrust forward with a force that was kept in check only by the water's resistance.

It was then she felt a pair of hooves grip her cock and begin slowly stroking it as that hot tongue continued to work her urethra, poking at it and then circling around the head, alternating from one to the other at a quickening pace.

Malin could feel that pressure from earlier building within and she fought it down, half thankful and half ready to scream when the sensations stopped and Sonja reappeared above water.

There were no words exchanged this time, only the knowledge that both knew what she was doing as Sonja ground her rump against the near painfully stiff member between her sister's legs. Her smug grin did nothing to douse Malin's desires who muttered a few words of thanks when the last hairs of that blue mane fell below the water.

This time it was straight back to having Sonja's lips descend over her cock, her tongue sliding around and over the head and shaft.

Her slow pace was little use; Malin could feel herself losing control even now and as soon as the last inches slipped into her sister's mouth she knew she was fighting a losing battle. Those hooves returned to massaging her balls, daring her to let go but she held on, desperate to prove the filly wrong.

When she felt the warmth of her throat receding Malin breathed a sigh of relief which quickly morphed into a cry of pleasure as Sonja's head thrust back down, enveloping the entirety of her cock in one fell swoop.

That was when she knew she couldn't hold on. Sonja started pulling up and thrusting down in short, quick motions, working her tongue along the member furiously each time. She didn't care that she'd lose out, she didn't care what Sonja might say about her diving her hooves back down and forcing the filly onto her cock; all she cared for was that she was going to drink every drop of what she had to give.

With a few last grunts and a cry of "Sonja!", Malin unloaded into her sister's throat. Even as her cock spasmed, she felt the filly's muscles work the shaft, squeezing it as her hooves kept circling her balls, lightly squeezing them.

For a lesser pony she would've pulled out but even through the haze of pleasure she knew Sonja was as eager as her to fill up. Not that she had much of a choice; as her cock continued to spasm and empty its sticky load, Malin kept a tight grip on her sister.

Until with a gasp, she let go and flopped back against the pool's bank, Sonja didn't surface. When she did, there were a few coughs, a hoof rubbing cum from her chin and many deep breaths. But satisfaction was evident between the two ponies as they came together and held each other, both pleased with the result of their mock bickering.

"Kept... my promise..." Malin breathed, stroking her sister's back.

"Mmm." But just as before, the filly wasn't done and was pleased when she felt Malin's cock begin to harden under her rump grinding against it. "Guess I should repay you, huh?"

It wasn't that the sunlight perfectly caught her eyes and made them glint. It wasn't that even through the water's warmth she could feel the heat of her sister's body. It wasn't even the that her unspoken hope was being realised. It was... everything. It was just another day out but one made memorable by Sonja's company. It was the silly snowball fights, the sweetness of their drinks, the glorious weather, the solitude, the togetherness, the sheer culmination of everything being just as it should be.

So Malin found it impossible not to encircle her sister in a gentle hug but loose enough that she could still move. The gentle motions warmed her heart as much as her lap. Each time Sonja would slide forward her hind legs would give a little kick, usually meeting her sister's side. It didn't really matter, though; making her feel good made Malin feel good and the whole thing created a kind of wave of pleasure and happiness that rocked from one pony to the other.

"Sonja?" As close as she was, Malin only had to whisper to be heard. "Sonja, can we..." She trailed off to silence, letting the slow rocking of her hips tell the rest.

"Mmm?" Sonja didn't look up, didn't move from her position but instead pushed down harder on her back thrusts. Each time, the tip of Malin's member was caught between the cheeks of her rump without quite going further.

"Sonja..." She breathed, louder this time. One of her hooves slipped down under the water, gripping one of those rump cheeks and pulling it from the other. Sonja just clenched down, still denying her sister access.

"Sonja..." She breathed and drew her to a stop while keeping a push against her. Even now, Sonja lightly ground herself down while ensuring the pressure just wasn't enough.

"Malin." There was a slight tremble in her voice, just enough for the mare to pick up on and when she looked down and opened her eyes she saw that the filly was shivering. It wasn't exactly an uncommon sight; the other night, Sonja'd taken things a little too far and wound up leaving herself almost too excited to take anything.

So Malin did what any good big sister might in such a situation, or as she felt was most appropriate - she leaned down and softly, sweetly pressed her lips to Sonja's.

The filly whimpered, pushing down harder and let out a grunt of frustration before Malin slid her tongue over those sweet little lips, silencing her. With one hoof she held onto Sonja's head while the other gently pushed her down, both of them working their hips to try and fit the turgid organ in.

The result was not quite as intended; with only slippery rocks to support her, Sonja lost her grip and fell back into the water. Grabbing onto Malin, she held as tight as she could, resulting in nothing more than her fillyhood running the length of her sister's cock. Both gave a cry, holding on to one another and shuddering.

Resurfacing, Sonja took a few breaths before tutting and looking down. "This... This isn't gonna work." Pointing to the bank, she turned Malin to see. "Sit on the edge, I've got an idea."

The thought of sitting out in the cool air wasn't exactly an appealing one for Malin but her sister'd never lead her astray before. Besides, maybe she was getting ready to finish this again, even if it meant foregoing her own favourite.

Shivering, Malin hoisted herself from the water and awkwardly sat on the bank, lightly kicking her still warm hind legs. At least that part of her'd stay warm. Well, that and her balls which felt awfully cosy, still submerged in the pool.

Idly stroking her member, Malin watched Sonja pull herself from the pool and shake most of the water off. The wet blue tail slapping back and forth offered tantalising glimpses of a perfect, filly-sized cunt that looked to be dripping with more than water.

Her view quickly changed to a different--though no less appealing--set of lips as Sonja turned about and trotted over.

"See, there was no grip with the wet rocks, the water acted as something of a lubricant and even if we did get started the resistance would be-" She halted mid-sentence, cocking an eyebrow at the sight of her sister still stroking her cock. "You've no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"

Blushing slightly, Malin shook her head. "I... like listenin' to you sayin' it, though!" Bright Celestia but she'd listen to the filly talk all day and never tire of the sound of that heavenly voice.

"And I like listening to you moaning so can we get to that instead?" Despite her mock scolding tone, she still put on a smile as she clambered onto her sister's lap, straddling the throbbing member between her legs.

Never one to rush into things, she gave Malin a grin before starting to rock herself over and back upon it. Again she stopped each time as the tip pressed between her rump cheeks, pushing down just enough to bring a gasp from the mare.

A few more little strokes like and she settled herself to half sit on it, pushing down while still not allowing entry.

"Mmph... Mmph... Sonja... gonna..." Malin couldn't manage more than a series of muffled grunts, biting down on one of the ends of her towel to stop herself from making more noise.

"Not gonna let you in until I hear it!" Sonja punctuated her remark with a gentle tug at the end of the towel, drawing most of it from her sister's mouth. She wasn't quite far gone enough yet and the filly knew just the measure to get what she wanted.

Relaxing slightly, she gave a hard push down on Malin's member, taking just the tip of the head inside her rump. She smirked, then, as Malin fell back into the snow with a long, slow moan. Her whole body looked limp but the one part that mattered was as hard as the rocks she was sitting on.

"Oh, SonjAAH!" She was just pulling herself up to touch that heaving chest when she felt the filly squeeze her cock, sending her crashing back into the snow with a far louder moan than she was used to giving. "Son-... Sonja... more..."

If there was one thing Malin couldn't fault her sister for, it was that she knew when to stop teasing and indulge. Though if the way she was biting her lip was anything to go by it was as much for herself as Malin.

So with an assuredness that would put mares to shame, she drove herself down onto the throbbing, blue shaft. There was less of a moan from her and more a satisfied sigh, one that quickly morphed into a squeal as Malin slipped her hooves over her hips and pushed her down the rest of the way.

Not until Sonja's rump rested against her balls did she stop and even then only long enough for both of them to catch their breaths before she pulled out and pulled her sister up. Every inch, it felt like she was clenching down, making her cock ache and twitch.

Compared to her throat the heat was almost unbearable and to feel cool air against her slick member was almost a relief. One that lasted but a moment before--with a throaty grunt--she pressed the filly back down, delighting in the way she shuddered as the last inch slid in.

Sonja spread her hind legs further, hips bucking down against her sisters as she let herself slide onto her stomach. Her hoof reached out, searching until she felt another that wrapped around her own and squeeze it tight.

"Malin... don't... don't hold back..." Her speech was strained, punctuated by continual short little gasps. She took her sister's other hoof in her own and guided it down her back until it was pressed to the dock of her tail. It flicked to one side at the sensation, offering the mare above her a more complete view.

And it was a view that was nothing short of inspiring: buried to the hilt in the filly, Malin slowly pulled out, faster this time, wondering still at how well Sonja took her cock. Eyes never wavering from that view she pushed down, hard and thrust roughly, her hips meeting the filly's with a dull, wet slap.

Two voices rose in a chorus of mounting moans as Malin picked up her pace, moving her hind legs apart and bracing them against the rocks. Sonja buried her face into her stomach and switched to holding on, using what strength she had left to thrust in tandem with her sister.

Even with their combined efforts it was still tough; after all this time Sonja was as tight as ever and thrusting into her--even with pre-cum leaking from Malin's cock--took all her strength.

But there was one trick, one method she knew of that could give them what they both needed.

Shifting her forelegs over her sister's shoulders, she held them there until just the tip of her cock was inside Sonja before pushing down as hard as she could while thrusting up. In a heartbeat her cock was back inside and Sonja was sitting up, back arched and a high moan escaping her lips as a trickle of fluid ran from between her legs.

This was what Malin had waited for, this one moment where she was put back in control and Sonja was left helpless to do anything except ride out the waves of intoxicating pleasure that coursed through her at ever wet smack of her sister's thighs against her rump.

But she found herself quickly overtaken by her own, as Sonja's insides rhythmically clenched down on her cock, each motion bringing her that little bit closer to the edge she knew she couldn't stop going over.

She couldn't stop herself if she wanted, pulling out of Sonja until only the tip was left in before throwing her weight behind each thrust, her mouth firmly latched on to the towel as she struggled not to make too much noise. The sound of the filly moaning and grunting beneath her was far too good to pass up on.

But it was shorter lived than she would've liked. It'd been too long and she'd wanted it too much. And naturally, Sonja's rear was just too inviting not to finish in.

"Sonja... g-gonna..." She cracked open an eye, glancing down just in time to see the filly thrust herself down and hoof her hooves under her thighs, holding herself fast.

It was too much; that little rump grinding against her crotch, her cute little moans filling the air and the way her cock was veritably being milked she couldn't hold on. Finally letting go of the towel, Malin let out a cry and fell back into the snow, feeling her cock give a twitch and then the sudden feeling of warm wetness start to spread.

It was at the feeling of Malin emptying her seed inside her that set Sonja off and she sat back fully, a quiet whimper escaping her as her nethers twitched, fluids running thickly between them.

Each wave of her orgasm making her insides spasm, drawing more cum from her sister and further driving her on.

It ended at last with a few rivulets of cum leaking from Sonja's rear as she fell onto Malin's stomach, panting heavily. The two opened there eyes and shared a silent look before the filly climbed off her sister's member with a wet plop and curled herself along her chest.

There, the two exchanged two quick kisses before nuzzling each others cheeks and spreading their hooves around each other, satisfaction drawing them off into a contended sleep.