Grass trembled in the brisk summer morning air. It was a perfect day for a casual walk in the park. A perfect day to spend time with your older brother. Wingbella trotted along happily, her unkempt pink mane frolicking in the breeze as her hooves touched the warm earth. She had been looking forward to this day for about a week now, and she planned it out so carefully that absolutely nothing could ever go wrong. She was going to have one of the best times in her life, neigh, she would have the most fabulous and wondrous days ever.
“Why are you so cheery today?” a masculine voice smoothly drifted under her thoughts. Wingbella's mind continued to picture her most excellent, perfect plan unfoiling perfectly, having yet to process that she had been asked a question.
“Oh um, uh I just like spending time with you, big brother,” she hastily replied, glancing back at her brother, a rather large gray coated colt with a luxurious pink beard. Oh Celestia, that beard was so massively bushy, it could easily be mistaken for a lightly hued, fluffy unicorn. And as much as Wagram hated it, Wingbella loved to just stroke the smooth puffy hair; it was almost like caressing the first cloud she ever walked on.
Every pegasus' first cloud walk is a memory that any wing bound pony would love to recollect. Ask any one of the sky-walking equestrians and they will drown you in the euphoria surrounding one of the earliest moments of their life. It is a speck in time that no pegasi could ever forget; it was bound to them like the day they got their cutiemarks. It was second to almost nothing, and Wingbella got to experience it whenever Wagram was off in dreamland. Whenever Wagram was asleep, she would sneak quietly out of her bed, and have her way with his beard. And while her brother was a heavy sleeper, she always had to keep an ear cocked and alert to make sure her parents never caught her during her most...desirable moments.
It was early morning, the moon still passionately gracing the horizon as rays of Celestia's sun peaked through the midnight sky. The majestic starry atmosphere was penetrated by glorious pastel beams that cast elongated shadows onto the earth below. A miniature monocolored filly with her trademark pink hair stood at the entryway of her abode. Gazing out with bright eyes, the foal could feel the careful warmth of the sun embracing her, as it unraveled the remaining traces of the night. Her mane glowed as shadows danced between the bristles of her hair. This was the day she was going to face the unknown as reach out from the safety of the cloud home she resided in. These were unstructured clouds, ones that weren't sealed to prevent ponies from falling, and while to an adult pony it would seem like a cakewalk, it was a much bigger task to a young one.
Taking a dramatically deep breath, a tiny Wingbella puffed out her cheeks in an attempt to really demonstrate how brave she was in the face of a “significant” challenge. Any signs of fear she stowed away, this was her chance to become a big girl! She was going to prove that she could move on her own without the help of her elders, she was ready to grow up! The adrenaline coursed throughout the young mare, pictures of her fleeting graciously over the cloud plumes filled her curious mind. She was ready.
Slowly raising her hoof, she closed her eyes, extending her foreleg outward onto uncharted sky. Her miniature, dinky wings working on overdrive, fluttering aimlessly as her body tensed up for this delightful moment. Hoof hovering over the foreboding cloud, Wingbella pushed herself forward. Waves of cool liquid condensation wrapped themselves around the tiny mare's leg. She could feel the wind brushing ever so softly against her tiny coat. Wingbella shuddered as the feelings overloaded her young nerves, sending electrical surges of accomplishment throughout her body.
“Aye did it!” yelled the young filly in repetition. She enthusiastically hopped in circles as success battered her mind like a woodpecker. She had made it clear to herself that she was a foal no more. Wingbella pranced around like a bunny enjoying a delectable carrot it had stealthily stole from Carrot Top's prized garden.
Back in the warm embraces of his bed, Wagram's eyes creaked open, awoken by the thrilled whooping reverberating in his ears. Sitting up from his comfy bed, the colt rubbed the haze of deep sleep from his vision. Looking over to his sister's tiny bed, he noticed that the sheets were completely undone. Writing it off as Wingbella had just woken up to watch cartoons, Wagram rolled back into bed, pulling the comforter back over his teenaged body as he began to reconnect with his somber dreams.
Sighing softly, Wagram drifted back to slumber when suddenly a cry pierced the morning air, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! HELP MEEEeeeeeee!” Wagram blitzed up from his bed, the sheets rippling away from his body as he stood erect, his mind hastily processing the sudden noise. It was his sister, and by the sound of it she was in trouble. Rushing out of his bed, Wagram bolted down the stairs to find the door to his house opened. “Oh for fluffs sake,” Wagram proclaimed, rolling his eyes. However, when the colt was unable to see his sister he began to panic.
“She didn't....damn!” The colt's voice trembled, he ran to the edge of his house and noticed a patch of clouds that were quite disturbed...as if a filly shaped object had fallen...through...them..... “NO!” Wagram hollered as his wings roared through the air, flapping at speeds unreached before. The colt nose dived through the sky, penetrating the distraught clouds at a ferocious velocity.
In the distance he could see his younger sister falling at an alarming rate, his eyes wincing while fighting bullets of oncoming air pockets obliterating the ruffles of his fur coat. He estimated that he only had less than a minute before the foal met her demise at the ground below. The thought only drove Wagram to fly faster, blitzing through at mach two speeds, racing time in an effort to catch his younger sibling. His burly teenaged wings raged against the updraft, pushing his acceleration to the maximum. Wingbella was directly in his sight, he could almost reach her...
Plowing through the high altitude rifts, Wagram finally sealed the gap between his younger sister, scooping her up into his hooves and bringing her to his chest. Still descending at an alarming rate, Wagram cringed as he pulled upward, his body sustaining the brutal whiplash from such a sudden change in force.
Eventually making it out of the intense turbulent fall, Wagram hovered on his back, floating like an otter in a pond. He relaxed his grip on the tiny foal to find her nuzzled up in his beard, cooing harmoniously as she dug her tiny snout deep into his soft fur. Wagram couldn't help but smile at the affection, as he embraced his little sister in his forelegs. “I wuv wu Wagwam,” chirped the little girl as she continued to cuddle and bat at her heroic brother’s pink facial hair.
“I love you too Wingbella,” chuckled Wagram as he made his way back up to their house in the sky.
“Hey....Hey...Wingbella, are you there? Equestria to Wingbella....Come in,” Wagram softly stated, a tinge of annoyance mixed with his voice. Standing in front of Wingbella, he waved his right wing mere inches away from her face, in an attempt to get her to snap out of her stupor. Wingbella was wrapped up in her memories as her mind tried to signal her out of deadlock. Waves of feathers rustled in front of her, until one of them brushed her snout, causing her to perk right up again.
“What? OH um...hi Wagram,” spouted Wingbella as she tried to smoothly exit her obvious entrancement. Her wings were fully erected from her body and she was blushing feverishly.
“Are you alright? You seem a bit flustered...” Wagram stated as his words smoothly dripped out, tickling his sister's ear in the most tantalizing fashion.
“No, no...I'm fine, just thinking,” a giggle escaping the female pony's lips. She brushed past her brother, her tail running underneath his nose seductively. Her scent trailed afterward, something that she hoped her brother to catch notice of.
“Are you feeling okay? I mean, if you want to go somewhere else, I'm okay with it.”
Wingbella cocked her head back at her brother, smiling insincerely as she nodded, making a reassuring “mhmm” noise. In reality, she wasn't okay. She wanted Wagram to take notice of her. She wanted him to show off his arousal, but if he wasn't going to show interest, she deemed that she was going to have to take matters into her own hooves.
Wagram just stood about a foot behind his sister, dumbfounded. It was clear she was up to something, but he wasn't really sure what she was scheming. The head of his cock peaked out from his sheath. Warning messages skyrocketed to his head. Wagram blushed, and moved his hindlegs together. Why was he suddenly aroused? This never happened unless...
The stallion's light gray eyes widened; his younger sister was emitting a sweet aroma and he was getting excited by it. Sure, Wagram had endeavored on sexual experiences with his sister before, but those were mistakes. He didn't love his sister like that, did he? A very intimidating blush unraveled on the colt's face, complimenting his beard with a mustache made out of shame. Wagram told himself that he couldn't think of his sister like that. It was wrong, but deep down inside, tiny pangs of pleasure wanted him to go for it. His body attempted to convince him that she wanted him, yet Wagram tried to brush it off that she was in heat or something. He wasn't the most knowledgeable colt when it came to the sensual matters of a mare, but he did know that when his sister was horny, she would pounce on him and devour his shaft like a toothless beast.
To the colt's dismay, his shaft stretched out another inch from his sheath. His mind was racing with conflicting thoughts. Yet his arousal kept trying to push him forward. “Take your sister,” his gut chanted. Wagram just wanted to go home, where he could work off his problem in peace. He didn't want to be seen sporting a large, drippy boner in public. And what if his sister saw it! She'd probably take him right in front of any pony that was watching. He couldn't allow that...His erection throbbed in disagreement, causing the colt to clench his hindlegs in a last ditch effort to hide his bestial need.
A barrage of naughty ideas populated his mind at an alarming pace. Bringing his snout up to his sister's pussy, thrashing at it with his tongue as she spills her nectar into his mouth...teasing at her clit, rubbing the tip of his tongue around the circumference of her plump mound...spreading her smooth netherlips wide, trying to reach deeper...painting her fleshy inner walls with saliva...feeling her arousal vibrate throughout her body, shivers running through every muscle that he encounters...ooooooohh...and then he would stick his rod into his sister's pussy and....
Wagram, still entranced with his fantasy looked downward, only to find that he was sporting a rather large boner. Yet again his mind went into panic mode. He need to hide! And fast. His mouth gaped open, letting a slur of words make up a rather poor excuse.
“Uh sorry sis I need bathroom go, kay thanks bye!” shouted Wagram as he blitzed to the public bathrooms. Beelining it to an empty stall, door slamming behind him.
“Okay, I just need to work this out, no one will know that I'm masturbating in this dirty...”, Wagram glanced around, noticing the grime burned into the rushed tiled floor, “..disgusting...” repulsive drawings were sprawled over the greasy stallroom walls, “place.”
A deep, heavy voice moaned from the stall adjacent to Wagram, “hwng, ugh, ugh, oh yes, so close! UUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH!”, followed by a vulgar plopping noise. Sickened, Wagram raced out, nearly obliterating the hinges on the plastic door.
“You think he heard us?”
“Eeenope.”
Meanwhile, Wingbella was sitting outside, lapping at a nice, cool, honey-dipped ice cream cone. Resting her back on the wall adjacent to the colt's room, she smirked as she formulated her plan to get at her brother's thick stallion meat. Large beads of the frozen treat softened in the summer light, streaming down the delectable waffle cookie before falling to the concrete in wet plats. Wingbella spread her hindlegs, positioning herself to be in the front of the wet puddle of cooled cream that formulated below her. Slouching downward, she let gravity move her closer to what looked like a frigid pool of sticky stallion cum.
In her mind, Wingbella couldn't see anything wrong with this idea, as silly as it really was. To her, the collection of ice cream drops were probably just as sticky. The mare was feeling a bit bothered down below...maybe this would make her better? The humidity combined with her slight problem were making everything difficult to process. No, she had to remain alert, she didn't want to be known as the mare who shoves ice cream into her pussy. That was a title Wingbella knew she wouldn't be able to live down.
But it was a sensation she had never experienced before, and that made it all the more...inviting. Wingbella inched her flanks forward, encompassing the tiny pool of melted ice cream. Biting her lip in anticipation, the mare heaved forward, absorbing the collection of frosted butterfat with her delicate mare lips. The lukewarm temperature tingled inside her pussy, grabbing at her walls and entangling itself with her pent need.
“Ooooh~,” Wingbella moaned, but the sensation only lasted mere moments. The female pony had taken too long to gain the bravery to perform such an uncouth behavior in public. She groaned from the sensation leaving so soon, when her mind blinked back into reality. The gray-coated pegasus still had two ice cream cones. Balancing one of the cones on her wing, she took the remainder of the one she was briefly snacking on before and leaned back against the wall, her nethers ready to accommodate the makeshift insertable object.
Now she was really desperate, of all things, Wingbella could have never imagined she would resort to using ice cream as a temporary dildo. Wingbella tilted the handle, aiming for her winking cunt. Making a quick panoramic glance of the area, she was certain no one would notice her. Slowly she moved the cone closer with one of her front hooves, disregarding the fact that the majority of the cream was on the very precipice of the waffly handle, soon to disengage from participating in Wingbella's strange fantasy. Her body pumped out globs of pheromones in anticipation, bursting with excitement.
Suddenly a deep moan resonated from the building behind her, “hwng, ugh, ugh, oh yes, so close! UUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH!”
Wingbella jumped upward, extremely startled from the noise, her pink mane wildly puffed outward almost instantaneously. “Good God!” In the surprise, she dropped the ice cream cone, launching a cannonball of cream onto the pavement a short distance in front of her vagina. The frosty treat splattered from the impact, sending drops of the sticky treat onto the girl's crotch.
“Damn it!” Wingbella murmured, frustrated by not only the loss of her cone, but how this day just seemed to take a turn for the worse. First her brother didn't notice her, she lost her ice cream cone, and worst of all, Wagram hid in the bathroom to masturbate without at least letting her watch. How could he do such a thing!? The nerve of him!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
“What the..?” Wingbella turned to look inside the doorway only to be tackled by her brother as he raced out of the grody nightmare of public restrooms. Landing onto a patch of grass a couple of feet away from the resthouse, Wagram looked down at his sister, who sported the naughtiest grin ever to be seen on the face of Equestria.
“Hey there big brother!” Wingbella cooed in the closest thing she could imagine to be a seductive tone. Looking up she observed that not only was her brother on top of her, but he was sporting a rather large erection covered in cream. Wingbella's eyes widened, imagining how good a succulent, ice cream cock would taste. The younger sibling smacked her lips together, as all previous sexual frustration vaporized into oblivion. “Looks like you are a bit sticky down there,” she noted as Wagram sat up, letting his desert coated cock bob in the partial summer breeze. Wagram was still a bit woozy from the collision, his mind slowly trying to piece together the situation. Wingbella giggled, “Seems like big brother needs a bit of help cleaning up,” moving her hoof to his throbbing hardon.
Wingbella made careful movements around her brother's erection, spreading the remains of the frozen treat over his thick veins as they pulsed eagerly with more blood. She loved the rigid yet smooth feel of Wagram's cock, and the frosty milk crystals tingled under every touch she made. She could feel the ice cream melt around his stallionhood as it dripped several globs of precum from the tip. The mare was focused on painting her elder's penis white, occasionally mixing the melting ice cream with her brother's pre, creating a crude preshake. She pressed and pulled on his sensitive skin, letting the smooth, chilly liquids massage her brother's shaft. The mare dragged her hoof around his length, while her other hoof teased the head. Every now and then she'd apply a bit of pressure on the tip, eliciting a low groan from her brother's mouth. Wingbella smiled as she continued to treat her brother's endowment with loving affection.
Wagram instinctively moaned, as it graced the airwaves, parting them ever so softly. His mind still was unsure of what was going on, slowly catching up to speed to the present. Very few moments passed before Wagram had finally pieced that somepony was touching him in a very sensitive manner. The colt's sight peeked out from his heavy eyelids, which wearily parted open. He could make out a mare..a gray-coated mare with a pink fluffy mane. Wagram's mind slowly creeped back to his euphorically dazed state. “This feels nice,” the stallion's mind told himself. Yet deep inside his brain, he was still working out who was giving him such pleasure...
Alarms went off in Wagram's subconscious; his sister was playing with him sensually! He couldn't let her do such activities, especially in public! However...it felt...so nice. His thoughts corrected themselves, this was his sister! He loved her, but not in that way. Sure they had experienced some things that normally are shared for other ponies together but it was a mistake! Right? Wagram's conflict rose up to his consciousness, drop kicking him out of his daze. The older pony pushed his sister off.
“Hey! I wanted to play with that!”
“By my beard, sister, what are you doing!?”
“Just um...helping you clean up is all. You have ice cream rolling down your long shaft and mottling your thick balls in such cute patches,” Wingbella replied, taking in a deep snort of her brother's musk as the vapors wafted in the air.
“No, sis! I can't let you do this! We're siblings, we are supposed to play normally, and this isn't normal!”
Wingbella smirked at her other brother, leaning forward, subtly making her way to his erection, “Oh come on Wag, don't tell me you haven't thought of my dripping, tight sex gripping your penis as I rode you off until you pumped me full of your cum.”
The stallion however, noticed her attempts, and pushed her away, “I've never thought of doing such a thing before!” Wagram however, was lying, but he couldn't let his little sister participate in such actions with him. What if they got caught? And if their parents found out..well, he wasn't sure what would happen if their parents knew. “AH!” The stallion looked down to see his sister was licking the tip of his cock. Her tongue literally glided against his firm skin thanks to a mixture of the cream, her saliva and his own pre. Wagram could feel each one of his sister's tastebuds as they rolled around his erection. The sensation vibrated and roared throughout Wagram's body. His toned flanks quivered as he felt the electricity from the pleasured synapses in his brain rock all the way through him.
Colt juices poured out of his urethra at the rate of a running faucet. Wingbella's wings spread wide, elongating from the sight of her brother clearly enjoying her ministrations. She gleefully continued to move her hooves and tongue along Wagram's shaft, happy to see her brother cut out his incestual aggravation.
Wagram's mind pleaded with him to let her keep going, but he knew that this was morally wrong. “Wingbella, please, cut it out,” he lightly groaned as he tried to hold his sister away from his stallion hardon.
Wingbella pushed back against her struggling brother. She knew that he really wanted to do this. She could feel his arousal within her, she could see him panting, begging to unload. The mare fought valiantly against her brother, dodging and weaving against his throes to stop her. In a last ditch effort, Wingbella pounced forward, her sights aimed at Wagram's endowment. Wagram put forth an ambitious counter to his sister's crazed sexual fury, but to his dismay, he was unable to connect his defense with her head.
Wagram felt a heated warmth enveloping his stallionhood, countering the partially lukewarm juices from the ice cream treat that was sloppily plastered around his endowment. Wingbella felt like she was in heaven, or some equivalent paradise. Her brother not only felt good, but he tasted amazing! She coiled her tongue around Wagram's cock, forming around his thick, bulging veins, teasing the shaft with her soft muscle. Wingbella worked her way around his pole, eager to lubricate it with her saliva.
“Oh Celestia!” moaned Wagram, his mind finally succumbing to pleasure, drowning out his voice of reason with neuronic sparks of bliss. The stallion's brain was being assaulted with waves of soft strokes of Wingbella's expertly stimulating tongue. The warmth from her maw resonated around his member, providing an oddly unique relief from the cool snack that was ground into his penis. His sister had his cock in a tight seal and there was nothing he could do about it. “Ahh~” Wagram let out a soft, throaty moan of approval.
Wingbella tilted her head up, grinning around her brother's shaft. She was quite excited that her brother enjoyed this. She loved making him feel good; to her, he was the perfect stallion. Sure there were many that she absolutely adored, but nopony could ever rise to the level she held for her brother. He was her stallion and no matter what happened in life, she could always come back to him. Spurts of precum plopped out of Wagram's penis, much to his sister's enjoyment. Wingbella hummed blissfully as she absorbed the erotic elixir made up of her saliva, her brother's pre and the remainder of the ice cream. It was a palette of amazing tastes wrapped into one cocktail of sensual fluids.
The last calls of reason echoed throughout Wagram's mind in a dire effort to justify the situation. “No, I mustn't let my sister,” the message dropped off as Wagram looked down seeing not his sister...but Rainbow Dash? How could this be? His sister was right there. How could he have confused Wingbella for the cyan mare of his dreams? Was his vision playing tricks on him? He looked down the graceful flyer's toned athletic body, eyes entranced on the future Wonderbolt's expertly modeled plot. “Oh those beautiful flanks...,” Wagram's mind trailed, he wanted to be able to squeeze her rear as he would whisper sweet nothings at the mare of his dreams.
Wingbella giggled at the sight of her brother. His mouth was wide open, tongue flailing outward in a sensual entrancement. All other thoughts were eradicated, just bliss and imagination remained. She decided now would be a good time to start working her brother's shaft completely. Taking a deep breath through her nostrils, Wingbella shifted her head lower, taking in more of her brother's length until her snout hovered delicately over his crotch. The mare fought to resist her gag reflex as Wagram's shaft bulged down his sister's throat. Wingbella's mind was in pure ecstasy, not only was she pleasing her brother, but she had managed to take his entire length in her mouth. She could feel him pulsating in her esophagus, sending ripples of vibration down to her stomach. Wingbella could only wish to have her brother inside her mouth forever. She didn't want to breathe, she just wanted to taste her brother until the end of time.
But such a desire wasn't feasible, however, Wingbella wasn't going to give up. She pulled her brother's heavily lubricated shaft out of her throat, letting only a couple inches remain in her maw. Catching her breath, the pegasus prepared herself for another round. This time she was going to keep him in her throat for as long as the pink-maned mare could. Scrunching her face in an effort to focus all brain power to impaling herself on the drenched horsemeat her lips so tightly embraced, Wingbella pushed forward. Shoving her snout all the way into her brother's furry crotch, the mare circled her tongue around her brother's horsecock, making sure to cover it with more juices than ever before.
Words could not describe the fleeting pulses of sexual energy the two ponies shared via their oral bridge. But that was when Wingbella began to swallow, gripping the thick erection in her tight throat muscles, letting them work their way along her brother's shaft. Goddesses above, Wingbella was lost to such sensations; she could feel every ripple, every bulging crevice, even the flared tip of her brother's quivering head. Wingbella motioned a hoof to her throat, rubbing her skin around, feeling the medial ring of her brother's cock expand through her throat. But the mare didn't expect to feel those rubbing sensations through her own skin, massaging her throaty muscles. Wingbella let out a small groan as she sucked furiously on the foreign object filling her mouth so fully. The exquisite taste of honey dipped ice cream blended with the firm, matured penal flesh.
Dropping her other hoof to her brother's engorged testicles, the female pegasus fondled and rolled the two giant balls with her hoof. Wagram sported the largest balls in all of Equestria. They were larger than both first and second place winning apples from the Apple Festival and she could only imagine how juicy they were. Her brother's balls churned around her hoof, she loved how smooth his scrotum was. She could imagine how full they were with potent stallion juices. The thoughts of her brother's cum sent streams of erotic arousal to the mare's pussy. Wingbella hadn't even noticed how wet she was, her marejuices frivolously pouring out of her nethers.
Wingbella could barely moan at how enticed she was from these incestual actions. Her brother's throbbing meat was wedged deep in her throat, blocking any means of vocal annunciations of pleasure. At that moment, however, Wingbella felt her brother expand. He was close, really close. His rushed heartbeat echoed down her deep throat, vibrating against her gullet. The tip of his penal head flared, widening his sister's throat before Wagram unleashed a ferocious orgasm in his sister's mouth. Splurt after enormous splurts of heavily heated cum splashed down Wingbella's throat, painting his seed down her oral chasm. Strands of the thick stallion cream launched deep, in an effortless attempt to fill his mare with loads of gushing jizz. Wingbella couldn't hold her breath any longer, she had to pull her brother out of her mouth.
Putting both of her hooves on Wagram's crotch, Wingbella pushed with relentless abandon. This however, proved extremely difficult. Wagram's flared head bulged as it was slowly forced out of his sister's craw. The thick tip of the stallion's cock sent sparks of pained pleasure as it grinded against the throaty muscles. The friction was absolutely unbearable, no amount of lubrication could have ever made this process go smoother. Wingbella teetered on the edge of blacking out, the lack of oxygen and the astonishing bliss clouded her mind. She had to breathe but her brother was stretching her tight neck muscles as he continued to cum strands of hot seed.
Pulling even harder, Wingbella empties out her lungs having freed herself from the foreign obstruction causing a “plop” to echo throughout her body. Wingbella opened wide, letting her brother's cock flop vulgarly out of her mouth, sending remaining strands of cum to the ground. Wingbella's tongue draped out of her maw, breathing erratically, trying to rejuvenate her overworked lungs from depleted oxygen. Never before had the poofy maned pegasus experienced such ecstatic energy bolting throughout her body.
“Oh Rainbow Dash~”, her brother murmured, still lost in his lust fueled fantasy. Wagram barely had the energy to keep upright, his haunches unable to hold his weight. Forelimbs caved, sending the pegasus falling back onto the earth, landing on a glistening patch of grass. Any feelings of discomfort were obliterated, fading away to the cooling waves of unrestrained desire. The colt's tongue hung out of his gaping mouth, wistfully dangling off to the side. Wingbella chuckled at her brother, before laying herself down onto his belly.
Seeing her brother lost in such passion sent volts of joy through her body. Wingbella moved her hoof through her brother's luscious pink beard. She loved how smooth and soft it felt, as if a fluffy cloud was permanently united with his tender body. The mare was fixated with Wagram's facial hair. Wingbella buried her face in Wagram's beard, purring softly as she rubbed her head lovingly through his erogenous zone.
Such caresses were akin to the fleeting feelings that most matured stallions experience when they are treated to head massages by expertly trained ponies. “Oahhh,” moaned the ever dazed brother, her sister treating him to loving rustles of his beard. “You are sooo perfect Dashhh~,” wailed the elder sibling, as ripples of solace assaulted his body. Aftershocks blitzed throughout the colt, repeating the heavy indulgent feelings like waves embracing the shoreline. Wagram's body vibrated in response to such sensations, murmuring in content.
“I think that's enough of that, stud,” his sister snickered, clacking happily at the sight of her sensually amused brother. Wagram's head rose up to find that not only was the mare of his dreams no longer on him, but she was presenting her firm flanks as she motioned her plot around his crotch. Wagram's bestial shaft rose quickly to attention, quite enjoying the sight of a mare so enticed by his body.
“You enjoying this big boy? ‘Cause you're gonna love this,” the mare claimed as she rubbed his shaft between the wet crevice of her flanks. Wagram let out a passionate cry as a fairly wet marehood pulsated and gripped around his sensitive shaft. Wingbella's folds winked boorishly around her brother's cock, smacking it, desperately wanting him to fill her with his firm, quaking erection. However, Wingbella wanted to tease her brother to oblivion and back, occasionally pressing herself back against his filled length, letting less than half an inch of his girth be doused in her marejuices.
Despite her motions, Wingbella was a novice at erotic experiences, practically mimicking what she had encountered from surfing the more...naughty portions of the ponynet. Her pussy continued to tease Wagram's poor stallionhood, lubricating his penis with copious amounts of nectar from her vagina. Wingbella glanced back at her dazed brother as she ran circular motions of her plot around his needy cock. Pre trickled down Wagram's head, mixing with Wingbella's own fluids before landing in a pool of juices between the stallion's hefty balls.
Penis aching, Wagram's hooves dug deep into the grass around him, his crotch burning from having a such a thrilling mare work his shaft. “P-please, let me inside you,” the colt begged in between light thrusts. He wanted to let his cock slip right into Rainbow Dash's moist pussy. Wingbella continued to tease her brother, nuzzling the tip with her soft folds, causing Wagram to explode with even more feelings of desire. Dash was playing difficult to lay, and Wagram was on the pinnacle of his limits.
Pushing his sister over, Wagram stood on his hindlegs, his stiff erection wobbling. Approaching “Rainbow Dash,” the stallion mounted her doggy style, his cock raining precum onto the mare's backside. Drawing his hips back, Wagram prepared himself for a hard entry as he pushed into his sister. Bracing Wingbella's flanks, Wagram caressed his mare's large hips as he dug his horsecock deep into her silky folds.
“Uuugh! Too big! Way too big!”
“Shhh, shhh,” Wagram consoled his sister, lightly stroking her butt as he let his partner get accommodated to his stallionhood. Wingbella panted heavily, tongue rolled out of her mouth, breathless from the throbbing muscle, spreading her walls wide. Wingbella could only moan, hopeless stuck on the engorged penis ever so lodged into her. Wagram smirked, enjoying the constricting muscles convulsing around his cock, his mare still rigid from the large load.
A soft, temperate muscle graced upon Wingbella's back, moving between the base of her wings, grazing upon her pertinent feathers. The younger sister shivered, unaware of how tense her back was. Wagram hummed as his tongue trotted along his sister's spine, making sure to suckle on her wingtips occasionally. Wagram enthusiastically pumped a splot of precum into his mare's vagina, quite overjoyed at the succulent taste of the aroused mare's flesh.
Wingbella was quite heated, unexpecting to be prodded with such expertly crafted motions on both her flanks and her wings. Wagram took a bit of his sister's wing into his mouth, nursing the fine specimen. Occasionally, he would drag the tips of his teeth on her fragile wingtips, sending tingling jolts of bliss throughout the mare. Her nerves chirped gleefully from the delicate attention to her most strained parts. Her body melted in pleasure, almost as if Wagram was absorbing the strain from her body as she heavily sighed, as if to enter a smoothing, secluded waterfall on a humid summer day. She could feel the flow of the water cleansing the tautness that plagued her body away.
Wagram was quite pleased by this, wholly elated at how his pony had adjusted to his size without much excessive force. However, he continued to prod at his female's butt, just for good measure. The older colt grinned as he slowly dragged his cock out of the stretched mare, head catching onto every crevice of his partner's intricate walls. Stopping around the halfway point, Wagram snorted, as he prepared his assault on his sibling's cunt.
The colt pounded into her soft mound, hilting himself as fluids blitzed around their crotches, sounding out boorish schlicking noises as Wagram rutted his sister. Lubricant splattered outward as the stallion pushed himself further into her exposed sex. Pulling out to his medial ring, Wagram shifted downward, causing his cock to burden Wingbella's clit with a good load of pressure. Wingbella moaned as Wagram continued to press downward, wanting his mare to feel overloaded with bliss. Yet that didn't stop his rutting, as Wagram continued to slide his ring through his sister's loins, penetrating the air with faint popping sounds as his cock parted Wingbella's lips wider.
Forehooves trembled and fell to such feelings. While Wingbella was not exactly new to flowing movements of sex, she certainly wasn't very seasoned. A heavy “ummmph,” escaped the female pony's lips as she clenched every bit of shaft she could from her stallion. Her muscles gripped recklessly trying to pull more of the hefty member inside of her. Wingbella desperately wanted to be plugged up, to be completely sealed by the raging burning stallionhood stuffed into her. Wagram bit down on his lip, feeling his sister's walls converge as he continued to piston at her damp sex.
Wagram grabbed his sister's tail with his mouth and pulled hard, sending shockwaves of pain induced pleasure into the smaller pony. Wingbella screamed in response as Wagram's cock pushed deeper into her vaginal caverns, straining Wingbella's tail as if it was a weed being yanked up by the root. It was now Wagram's turn to be on lust overdrive, sending his poor sister on a sensation overload from how much he was toying with her. She was his fucktoy, and he was going to get his money's worth. Wingbella yelped as she felt the slap of her brother's engorged testicles flailing at her crotch, occasionally pressing her clitoris slightly inward.
Wagram no longer held back, thrusting his hips erratically, stuffing his sister more with thick, throbbing stallion meat. He could feel her body grasping at his cock, her walls vibrating with her ever increasing heartrate. Liquids continued to spill out around her brother's shaft, a mix of his sister's adoration for her brother's endowments and Wagram's own excitement.
Then, Wingbella felt it. Her brother's head flared, as it bulged within her pussy, stretching her even wider. Wingbella could have sworn that her sibling's cock was thick enough to create a bulge, but she wasn't really in a position to tell. She could feel her sex frantically try to enlarge, with little avail. Her brother was throbbing, the veins so prominent, she could swear that it was going to leave an imprint in her cunt.
However, despite what Wingbella thought, Wagram wasn't close to finishing just yet. He continued to abuse his sister's cunt with his overgrown cock, pouring copious amounts of precum into her. “When is he going to cum already?” Wingbella begged to know, but her mouth was incapable of forming words, having to vent all of the heat that was incubating within her though her maw.
Wagram continued to rut Wingbella's snatch, fucking wildly as he tugged at her body. Wingbella couldn't take it, she couldn't hold it any longer. Her cunt gasped and clenched at the throbbing appendage, as it was pushed ever deeper into her. Despite the earlier setbacks in the day, she was still getting what she wanted. She couldn't have dreamed that her brother would know how to fuck a girl so hard. Her mind soared in a synthesis of pleasure and passion.
Mouth quivering from such intense sensations, Wingbella could only mutter what she hoped was a sentence. “ummmph..oooah...oh...uuugh...I..c-cum-mming..ooooooh~” And as she had announced, she came, her walls jettisoning marecum at a rate only rivaled by the mach levels of flying speeds. She gripped and quivered as she held her head up, moaning like a wolf howling at the luscious moon. Wagram hummed to the sweet music he was generating via the needy mare below him. Moans and howls soared through the air as Wagram's sister continued to orgasm around her brother's cock.
Squirts of her nectar leaked out from the otherwise tight seal her brother's penis was providing. Her loins continued to massage the member, gripping and pulling at the rigid muscle bored ever so deeply into the mare's vagina. Tingling sensations annihilated the mare's mind, obliterating all other thoughts except from her victory today. In her mind, she would forever be her brother's slut. Images of spending more time together as they aged flew through her mind, floating throughout her imagination.
As Wingbella's orgasm eventually subsided, she came to a rather startling realization. Not only was her brother still in her, but he was still throbbing. In fact...she was sure that he hadn't actually released yet. Wingbella was pretty sure that Wagram was actually still thrusting in her...
“Oh fuck!” Wingbella exclaimed as she felt her brother still rutting her exhausted sex, she could feel her liquids almost being forced back inside her walls, there was almost no space for them in her crowded pussy. Wagram shoved his crotch forward, pushing his cock deep enough that he finally encountered his sister's cervix. The stallion jumped, not expecting to be pushed backward by the vaginal muscle.
Wingbella's cunt was still convulsing around the thick stallion penis, covetously keeping Wagram's cock from moving. At this point, Wagram could not longer keep edging his release, so in a final motion, the colt tugged feverishly on his sister's tail and squeezed her flanks together, sandwiching his cock between her vibrantly red ass cheeks.
And then Wagram came a storm of pudgy, hot cum deep into his own sister, filling her womb with his fervent seed. His stallion fluids mixed with Wingbella's mare cum, pooling inside Wingbella vociferously. Wagram's balls churned and throbbed as his stallionhood thrashed within Wingbella's cavernous walls. Wingbella could feel her belly distending a little, her brother's penis feeding her snatch such deliciously heated liquids. His sister's tail slid free from her brother's mouth as his teeth burrowed into his own lip, reveling in how tight his sister was, even after orgasming.
Loads of semen filled Wingbella, her body quivering each time her brother unloaded yet another shot of cum. Wagram's fluids blitzed past her vaginal walls, heading straight into her womb, showing no signs of his cum cannon shutting down any time soon. She could feel her brother's cock softening within her, yet still firing load upon load of stallion seed.
It was too much for the mare; Wingbella's vision flickered as her eyelids sealed together. Her head hung downward, her neck muscles unable to support the sudden weight of her skull. Wingbella's legs gave out, collapsing from the intense rush effectually overruling her ability to stand, giving into her brother's dominating orgasm. Her grip yielded, causing her brother's cock to slip out of her snatch, in turn Wagram's cock continued sending final jets of cream to mottle her curved behind. The mare's bloated stomach splurged outward as her body landed into the cum drenched grass blades below her. The tips, primed with semen, painted strokes of jizz throughout Wingbella's fur coat.
Testicles emptied, Wagram lazily opened his eyes, cleaning out the hazy fantasy with a couple of careful hoofrubs to his peepers. Wagram looked down, noticing his sister spread out like a towel on the beach, eyes closed and drool lingering on the edge of her tongue. Wagram chuckled, rubbing the back of his head with modest admiration to the fine art that he had created. Cum dripped out of his sister's gleaming pussy, expelling it to the earth she rested on.
Wagram could still detect lingering drafts of his sister's scent mixed with a smell he never really noticed before. He smelled something fresh, almost a natural kind of aroma, like the mix of the musk that a timid forest produces after a lightning storm. It had a very surreal feeling to it. The stallion was quite intimidated by such arousing scents, as he moved his snout closer to his sister's cunt. Inhaling deeply, Wagram blissfully enjoyed the sexual cocktail of aromas lingering. Such voyeurism was quite enticing to the colt. It's as if he almost wanted to...taste it.
Glancing about for any ponies who could be watching, Wagram kept telling himself that he was only going to have one lick and that was it. No more, just one tiny, harmless lap. Tongue slowly extending outward, Wagram bridged the gap between his mouth and Wingbella's nethers. He quickly motioned his tongue upward, collecting the running juices with his thick muscle from her soft folds.
Wagram's eyes blitzed open as exotic flavors danced on his tastebuds, sloshing and flooding his tongue with a sexually induced cocktail made up of his cum, the remains of the melted honey icecream treat and his sister's own sweet honey. The colt couldn't believe how amazing the taste was, letting the liquids gracefully travel around his mouth before finally swallowing it. Any restraint the stallion had earlier was long forgotten as he shoved his tongue between his sister's lower lips, spreading them out and letting the cum seep into his mouth. Wagram lapped at his sister's snatch with reckless ambition, digging his tongue deeper, like a hungry bear trying to extract the freshest honey from a hive.
His mind was assaulted with the combined musk and flavor of the sibling's cum, buzzing with overjoyed at the discovery of something so unfamiliar. Wagram brought his hooves to his sister's flanks, pulling her rump outward, stretching her hole as far as he could make it go without hurting her, or so he hoped. He wanted more of his sister's delicious honey laced nectar, and he knew he was going to have to reach deeper to get it. Shoving his beard laden snout deeper into his sister's cunt, he ravished at her sticky walls, eating his exhausted sister out. His smooth tongue stroked against her silky crevices, collecting every deposit of cum he could get at, freeing the pooled semen from every cranny.
Vulgar flapping dissonances vibrated within the airwaves, as Wagram's tongue slid inward continued to mine for delicious cum. Pulling his now dampened face from her cunt, Wagram gleamed at the sight of his work, before setting to work cleaning his sister's flanks, absorbing as much of his own cum from her light, fluffy fur. The sensation of having such liquids brushed delicately onto his tongue sent Wagram into a flurry of delectation. The colt resumed his cleaning regiment before finally finishing with another pass at his sister's pussy.
Wagram's face brightened with red overtones as he grew more aroused from such naughty activities; he never would have imagined he would be eating out a mare before, much less his own sister. But in the end, he was quite glad that he was able to make her happy even though it did seem a bit wrong. Yet, the delicious snack dissuaded any immoral reasoning behind the whole event. After all, he did love his sister, right? And maybe, they had found something they could both share together...though no one could ever know about this. Ever.
The stallion rolled his sister onto her side as he slid up next to her, kissing his younger sibling with his wet snout, painting loving affections onto her. He loved how cute she could be when she was sleeping. Positioning himself in front of her, he lifted her head slowly before setting it down onto his beard. He could hear a faint cooing sound murmuring off of his sister's lips, subconsciously delighted by her brother's loving care. Wagram let out a soft, pleased sigh before rolling off into a relaxing afterglow.
Two dark figures peered out of the bathroom vents, watching the whole ordeal when the smaller shadow turned to the much bulkier one.
“Aw, those two are quite the cuties ain't they?”
“Eeyup!”
Author's Note
This was a part of an art trade with WBM. I want to thank my editors for being so awesome and helping me correct the several mistakes I made. You guys are awesome! :D
Thanks for reading!
