"Pinkamena!"
Her fathers coarse and slightly aged voice struck the little pink ponies ears like a train. She stopped in her tracks, lowering her ears as her face cringed with worry.
"Did you cart the rocks from the north field?"
Pinkie spun herself around looking up at her father. His look was stern, though not threatening. She'd thought she was in trouble, however it only seemed that he was only checking to see if she'd done her chores for the day. She looked over her shoulder, a cart full of rocks could be seen in the distance, though the dull plains of rocks.
"Yes dad!"
Pinkie smiled happily at her father, holding her head high with pride.
"Good"
The large brown pony lifted a hoof to rub the little pink pony on the head before he stepped aside and trotted over to the cart his daughter had pointed out to him. Pinkie shook her head brushing her mane back into it's usual straightened state.
The sky was abnormally blue, it wasn't often they'd gotten such clear days out near the rock farm. The area was perfect for farming rocks for that very reason. The heat can cause small irregularities in the rocks, decreasing their value. The work was dull but it had to be done, it put food on their table and their parents could always use the help.
The tree's in the surrounding area suffered from the dull weather however, carrying very few leaves and usually dying very quick. A few shrubs and other small pants had adapted to it's home none the less, giving the area a little bit of life. Most of which grew beautiful flowers around this time of the year. Pinkie hopped off towards the little cottage near the center of the farm. She made her way around the back of the house where her sisters were playing a small fenced area their parents had set aside for them. Both her siblings soon spotted their pink coated sister, rushing over in a hurry.
"Pinkie!"
Pinkie hopped over the fence and into the play pen.
"Are you finished with your work now?" Inkie asked
Pinkie gave a light nod with a hearty smile.
"Great! While you were gone we thought that you'd be it for the next game of tag" Blinkie snickered
"What! But it's always me!" Pinkie frowned, lightly stomping a hoof on the dirt ground beneath her.
"Please?" Inkie looked up at her big sister with large eyes.
Pinkie knew better than to resist that look.
"Fine" Pinkie sighed, letting out a sharp breath "But I'm only giving you 5 seconds!"
Pinkie spun herself around closing her eyes, to begin counting.
"One!"
Inkie and Blinkie cheered in unison, before rushing off to opposite corners of the play pen.
"Two!"
The two younger sisters, snickered in anticipation , giving each other a few glances every now and then.
"Three! Four!"
Pinkie waited a few moments before calling the last number, just to give them a little more time.
"FIVE!"
She spun around and galloped off towards the first pony she saw with a frightening speed.
Pinkie was the eldest of the three sisters, Blinkie was the middle foal while Inkie was the youngest. Being the oldest, Pinkie was often given, harder, if not more work around the farm. She didn't mind, it kept her parents happy, and if they were happy, her sisters were happy. Their mother was growing quite old, and incapable of doing too much farm work. She'd generally stay inside to tend to most of the house work and cooking. Since their parents were usually busy with their daily work, Pinkie was often left to make sure her sisters were ok.
Rocks were inclined to hide several dangerous creatures under them. So it wasn't uncommon to come across, snakes, spiders, and other threatening critters. Pinkie had come across several while working with the rocks, twice she'd been bitten by a snake, no real harm was dealt however.
Their father was the hard worker of the family, he carted rock to the clients, almost every day, all day. Pinkie would load the carts for him, it saves him a lot of time, and more time meant more deliveries. Though their father seemed a little hard boiled and down to earth. He had his fun side. Whenever he had the chance, he could often be found playing with his three daughter in the play pen. Sometime's he'd take them out to a nearby meadow if they had enough spare time to make the trip.
Their mother was a little more laid back. Her efforts although somewhat small around the house, never went unnoticed. Pinkie and her sisters knew well that she took good care of everyone who call the cottage home. Her cooking was perhaps everyone's favorite. Inkie had taken upon herself to try and learn her mothers cooking skills. She'd become quite good, often helping out with dinner.
The sky was growing dull as few stars began to litter the space above. The sun was no longer visible over the horizon and the three sisters knew well what that meant.
"Girls! It's time to come inside now!" They heard their mother call from inside.
"Coming mom!" the three fillies called out
The sisters jumped out of their play pen and headed for the front door.
The dining table was already set with soup, nothing fancy, but as usual, tasted great. Dinner was quiet, the family silently eating their food with little eye contact. Anyone would think there was serious tension between them. The three girls were always first to finish, quickly hopping off their seats to thank their mom with a kiss on the cheek.
The three girls headed to their room, playing with the few toys they had for the rest of the night. They all shared the same room, with one large bed that fit all three fillies nice and snug. Inkie sat by the wall, piling blocks with various letters etched into them. Blinkie kept herself occupied with several stuffed toys she'd gotten over the years. Pinkie would make a pretend fort out of the sheets on the bed and whatever else she could get her hooves on. Her sisters would soon join in, kicking the imagination into full gear.
They would play for hours every night until their little bodies could take no more. The room would be left a mess as they each slipped into bed to sleep. Inkie was always placed in the middle, being the youngest of the trio. Pinkie and Blinkie would huddle close against her to make her feel safe and sound. Before long, they'd all be sleeping.
"Psst. Pinkie"
Pinkie felt a poke on her belly.
"Pinkie"
Pinkie opened her eyes, Inkie and Blinkie were wide awake, with looks of fear covering their faces.
"What's wrong?" She asked
"Do you hear that noise?" Inkie asked, hiding her face behind her forhooves.
Pinkie perked her ears waiting for the noise they spoke of. Sure enough there was a faint thudding noise coming from another room somewhere in the house.
"It's probably just mom or dad or something, don't worry about it"
Pinkie looked to her little sisters, they didn't seemed comforted at all. She let out a sigh.
"Ok...I'll go check alright?"
Inkie and Blinkie nodded at the same time, watching their older sister jump out of bed and head for the door. The instant Pinkie left their sight they pulled the sheets over themselves, in an attempt to make themselves feel a little safer.
Pinkie quietly trotted through the house towards the source of the noise. The house was dark, but she could see where she was going. Pinkie tried to guess what time it must be, the thought soon faded as she came across a light seeping out from under her parents door. Pinkie tilted her head, trying to figure out what they were doing. She turned around to head back to her room, if it was just her parents then there was no need to worry. Her curiosity took hold however as she made her way to the door and gently pushed it open.
Her eyes shot open, gazing at what she saw. Her mom leaned against their bed. Her dad was mounted on top of her, pushing his flank backwards and forwards. The bed creaked and swayed with each push, forcing a thud out into the air. What were they doing? Pinkie stared in curiosity, they seemed to be enjoying themselves...a lot. They looked as though they were containing their own voices, trying to keep things quiet. Pinkie's eyes narrowed trying to get a good look at what was going on. All she could make out was her dad on top of her mom, nothing more. Then they shifted position, and Pinkie saw it as clear as day. Her dads 'thing' was pushing itself in and out of her mom. She cringed a little, it looked like it would hurt, not feel good but the looks on their faces were definitely that of something good.
Pinkie watched with greedy eyes, unaware that she was getting mildly turned on by her parents actions. They went for what felt like ages. Until finally something happened. Her dad seemed to...explode, he just, stopped. As he pulled back, she saw his long black and cream spotted member slide out with a plop and gush of white liquid followed out of her mom's hole.
Pinkie quickly dashed away back to her room before either of them could spot her. Inkie and Blinkie still sat under the covers of the bed, waiting for their older sister to come back. Pinkie stepped into the room shutting the door back behind her. Both her sisters tossed the sheets off abruptly.
"What is it?" They rasped at the same time
Pinkie stood in her place, looking at the ground.
"It was mom and dad...like i said, silly"
The two ponies sitting on the bed sighed with relief.
"I'm not sure what they were doing though..." Pinkie finished raising a hoof to scratch her head.
"What do you mean?" Inkie asked
"Well...Come here for a second" Pinkie wavered at her sisters to stand and hop off the bed.
Both of them slid themselves off the bed with no hesitation at all and headed over to their older sister.
"Ok come over here Blinkie, and put your hooves on the bed like this" Pinkie rested her front hooves on the bed, showing her younger sister what to do.
Blinkie complied, not sure of what was happening.
"Now Inkie...you come up behind her and hop on her like this" Pinkie mounted Blinkie, her hooves resting just over her shoulders.
Pinkie slid off to allow Inkie on.
"Um..ok then" Inkie nodded trotting over to her older sister resting on the bed. She pushed herself up and rested her body on Blinkie's back.
Pinkie stood back and looked at her two sisters, as an architect would a building. Her two younger sisters gave her blank looks of confusion, trying to figure out what she was thinking.
"Ok, Inkie" Pinkie stepped closer putting her hooves on Inkie's flanks, pushing them forwards, in a similar fashion to how she'd seen her father do it not long ago.
"Do this" Pinkie demanded
Inkie nodded, thrusting her hips back and forth the way Pinkie had asked. Pinkie watched carefully, this is what her parents were doing not long ago but something was missing. Pinkie took a step closer to the pair of mounted ponies and ducked her head down underneath them. Inkie swayed her little hips back and forth, her tail bobbing with each thrust. Pinkie looked up at her sisters private areas.
"There's no thingy" she whispered to herself "Ok you can hop off now Inkie"
"Oh, ok" Inkie nodded quickly sliding off her older sister's flank.
Pinkie pulled herself up, standing behind Blinkie with curiosity. She grasped her younger sisters tail and pushed it aside. Blinkie face soon tinted a bright pink as she turned her head back at Pinkie ogling her young mound. Her fathers rod was going inside her mom, but which hole did it go into? There were two here. She looked over to Inkie, raising a hoof to gesture her to turn around. Inkie spun herself around presenting her rear to Pinkie. The pink pony pushed her tail aside and saw the same as she did on Blinkie, as she expected.
"Check me" Pinkie said turning around, reaching back with a hoof to pull her straight pink tail aside.
Inkie leaned in to look at Pinkie's private spots, she immediately noticed Pinkie's smelled funny.
"It smells kind of funny...a good kind of funny" Inkie reported
Before Pinkie could reply, she felt her younger sister's tongue slide along her little pink slit. Pinkie shivered, giving out a little squeal, unsure of how to react. It felt good, was that like what her parents were doing?
"Wh...What was that?" Pinkie asked with a hint of irritation in her voice.
"I don't know...it smelled yummy, so I licked it"
"But I pee from there"
"I know....I'm sorry" Inkie frowned.
There was a brief moments silence as Pinkie thought about what to say next. Blinkie sat on the edge of the bed watching the actions play before her.
"Can you do it again?" Pinkie asked
"Ok then"
Inkie leaned her head forwards, her tongue protruding out of her mouth. She slid it over the soft mound gently, eliciting a sharp sigh from the pink pony.
"Again! Again!" Pinkie cheered arching her back to raise her rump higher in the air.
Inkie shrugged, taking a few steps closer as she ran her tongue up and down across Pinkie's moistened folds. Pinkie's face turned a darker shade of pink at the sensations of her sister's tongue brushing along her heat.
"More Inkie! please don't stop!" Pinkie's cried out
Inkie pressed her muzzle closer, her tongue lapping greedily at the fluids now dribbling out of Pinkie's young marehood. Pinkie gave off a few squeaks, unable to handle the pleasure surging though her body with each of Inkie's licks. Blinkie began to feel jealous, both her sisters seemed to be having all the fun. She stepped back off the bed and moved to Pinkie's rear.
"Can I have a go now?" Blinkie asked politely
"But I was playing with her first!" Inkie whined
"I just wanna have a go too" Blinkie whined straight back at her
Inkie pulled her head back and licked her lips with a pout.
"Fiiiine" She grumbled stepping back
Blinkie took her first few licks slowly, gently rimming around the outside of Pinkie's lips. She ran her tongue along the wet slit with caution, feeling as though she needed to be careful. Her tongue brushed and caressed Pinkie's little mound with love. Pinkie soon began panting, her younger sister showing no signs of letting up.
"Thith ith kinda yummy" Blinkie muffled with her tongue still hanging out of her mouth.
Pinkie panted hastily as she slowly lifted a hind leg in the air, she wasn't sure why, but it helped Blinkie dig deeper than before.
Inkie sat behind the two of them, merely watching, when she realized Blinkie has that same thing as Pinkie! She jumped up and walked over to her. Brushing Blinkie's tail aside she abruptly planted her muzzle in her slit. Blinkie gasped pulling her head back to look at her little sister illiberally bathing her heat with her tongue.
"DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!!" Pinkie squealed her hind legs shuddering.
Blinkie quickly pressed her mouth back against Pinkie's young lips, hastily flicking her tongue up and down in panic. Blinkie's footing soon began to falter, arching her back as her body shivered with Inkie's tongue sliding inside of her.
"Wait!" Pinkie called
All three fillies paused what they were doing at Pinkie's call. The three fillies stood up straight, their rears damp with each others saliva or their own fluids.
"Inkie, hop up on the bed and lay on your side, I have a better idea" Pinkie grinned
Inkie trotted over to their large bed and jumped up with a squee.
"Blinkie, you lay down with your tail facing Inkie"
Blinkie quickly did as she was told, still in a somewhat dazed state from Inkie's treatment. She lifted herself up and laid on her side, her rump right in front of Inkie's face. Inkie looked at her sisters moistened lips happily, she leaned her muzzle forwards, giving a little sniff.
"You smell yummy too Blinkie!" She giggled
Blinkie's face turned pink, unable to respond to her little sister compliment.
"Um...thanks?" Blinkie sheepishly grinned
Pinkie jumped onto the bed to link the daisy chain together. She lay on her side, Inkie's sweet little lips resting just in front of her with her flank placed just in front of Blinkie's face.
"There!" Pinkie called happily "Now we all get a turn!"
Pinkie waiting for a little moment, staring at Inkie's little folds with a hint of lust. She pressed her muzzle forward poking her tongue out. Her tongue slid all over her younger sister's little lips, pressing deep and hard in the small crevice between the lips. Inkie's love soon began to drizzle out of her hole, Pinkie hungrily lapped up every drop of her little sister's fluids. The taste was like nothing she'd ever tasted before. It had a very faint hint of sweetness, with something else she couldn't quite pick out. Whatever it was, she loved it. She promptly felt Blinkie's tongue begin it's work on her own love hole. Blinkie's tongue licked and flicked Pinkie's wetness, sliding along the crevice of her mound. Pinkie stifled a moan, feeling Blinkie's tongue work on her inner thighs before sliding back down into her heat. Inkie gently pressed her tongue against Blinkie's lips, forcing it down hard as her body writhed with pleasure.
The three fillies licked and suckled on each others soft slits with increasing intensity. The gasps and moans grew louder and sloppier with the amount of fluids that spilled out of each of them. Each of the three sisters' bodies began to shudder, the pleasure violently rocking each one of the ponies with every passing second. Pinkie reached up to her sisters flank, squeezing it hard as she buried her muzzle deep and lovingly into the warmth before her. Inkie's lips parted as Pinkie pressed harder, her muzzle penetrating her little sister with uncontrolled thirst. Pinkie could feel Inkie's mound splitting, allowing her muzzle into the warm hole as though she'd wanted it.
"P...Pi.....NK...Pinkie!" Inkie called out breaking away from Blinkie's mound.
Inkie's tongue lolled out as she began to instinctively raise a hind leg high in the air for Pinkie to get as deep as she could. Pinkie took the invitation with open arms, tugging Inkie's flank towards her, burying her muzzle as far as she possibly into her sisters heat. Realizing that Blinkie now had nopony, she reached over with a free hoof to rub her. Inkie arched her back, raising her hind legs to wrap them around Pinkie's head, forcing her big sister a few inches more into herself than she already was. Pinkie pushed her tongue out feeling her little sisters wet walls, squeezing and flexing on her muzzle. Blinkie placed a hoof down between her legs, resting it atop Pinkie's hoof. She pressed down hard, letting out muffled pants and gasps as she grinded Pinkie's hoof between her filly haunches. Blinki's hoof grasped firmly, almost forcing Pinkie's hoof inside.
The three ponies writhed in their pleasure. Inkie's moans grew louder and sharper, as she reached down to Pinkie's head. Blinkie's hoof began to shake the bed with it's violent rubbing. Pinkie tried her best to make sure both her sisters were getting equal treatment, while still maintaining her own well being. She felt her self tighten, building ever so close to her first climax.
Inkie let out a sharp squeal.
Inkie's body suddenly shook violently, every muscle tensed as she hit her first ever orgasm. Fluids squirted out filling Pinkie's mouth, dribbling out on to the bed. Blinkies tongue slid in and out of Pinkie's slit energetically, lining her inner walls. Pinkie soon felt her own climax ripple through her body, her hoof pressing harshly against Blinkie's lips, forcing her over the edge. Blinkie felt her body lock up as sheer pleasure bolted through her body like thunder. Pinkie and Blinkie simultaneously spilled their love juices out all over each other with no holds barred. The two ponies yelped, trying to keep noise to a minimum. The three sisters lay in their bed, excitement dying down as their bodies relaxed. Pinkie slowly pulled her muzzle out from Inkie's soaked filly folds. She raised her hooves to push her little sisters hind legs apart. Using a free hoof, she gave Inkie's heat gentle circular rubs.
"Are you...ok, Inkie?" Pinkie panted
"I...think so"
"Good" Pinkie giggled giving her little sisters lips a quick lick.
Pinkie shifted her weight down, to face her other sister, giving her the same treatment. She pressed a hoof onto Blinkie's soft mound gently giving it a rub and a quick lick.
"How about you?" She asked
Blinkie didn't respond, Pinkie leaned over to look at her sisters face. Her eyes were closed. She sat up and gave Blinkie a quick kiss on the nose.
"Good night sleepy head" She giggled
Pinkie pulled some of the blankets over her sleeping sister before she laid herself back down on the bed beside Inkie, putting her arms over her little sister. Inkie felt Pinkie nuzzle the back if her neck, her hooves draped over her chest.
"Good night Inkie"
Inkie reached up and grasped one of Pinkie's hooves dragging it down between her haunches, pressing it against her wet lips. She rolled her head backwards, up at her big sister with large eyes, her tongue playfully hanging out of her mouth.
"You want me to rub it?" Pinkie asked
"Yes please" Inkie whispered, nodding with a faint smile as she turned her head back away. Pinkie shuffled her body up close against Inkie's back, beginning to lightly rub her little sisters soft lips with desire. Pinkie arched her back, gently pressing her belly up against her little sister's back, nuzzling her cheeks through her dark grey mane. Inkie gave a little sigh, closing her eyes as Pinkie caressed her folds tenderly. Pinkie felt her warmth radiate from between her legs as she pressed down on her sister's slit, sliding her hoof around in slow and steady circles. Inkie shuffled her weight as she rolled over to face her big sister. Pinkie's rubbing paused for a moment as Inkie looked into her eyes with a cute smile. Inkie slid her hoof back down on top of Pinkie's lightly pressing it down, egging her big sister to keep rubbing. Pinkie let out a small gasp as her little sister pressed her mouth against hers.
"You're the best big sister ever" Inkie said breaking away from the kiss.
Pinkie smiled, continuing to lightly rub Inkie's softness with care. Pinkie's spare hoof held Inkie tightly against her. Few small pants left Inkie's mouth, her hooves wrapping around her big sister. Pinkie soon felt her slip out of consciousness and drift off to sleep, keeping the caressing going too keep her comfortable for a few moments longer. Her hoof worked on the wet young slit slowly, decreasing its pace. She came to a halt, giving her little sister a quick cuddle before slowly dropping off to sleep.