A Late-Night Surprise
Aloe and Lotus Get It On
I struggled into my boots and scarf -- something I’d never had to do back in the old country. Winters here were harsh, and while the inside of the spa was pleasantly warm, I knew that outside the bitter wind and snow would freeze me before I got home, and there was nothing I hated more than going to bed with cold hooves.
One final circuit of the spa, making sure everything was in place. I hated being the last one home, but at least Lotus would have to open up, while I slept in. Tomorrow, she’d be the one walking along snow-covered roads while I was still in bed.
The trip home was cold, but otherwise uneventful. I stopped by Sugarcube Corner for a mug of hot chocolate, before braving the cold the rest of the way home.
Our house sits kind of on the outskirts of Ponyville. It’s not very big, but we’d spent all our bits getting the spa set up, and it would be a while before we could afford a place closer to town. I stood on the stoop and knocked as much snow off my boots as I could before I pushed the door open.
I had no way of knowing Lotus would be getting it on with some stallion, especially in our living room. I stopped dead in my tracks, halfway in the house, cold wind swirling the snow across the floor. I should have stepped back out, or closed the door and gone to my room, but I did neither thing. I simply stared.
Lotus was perched with her hind legs on the arm of the couch, and her forelegs on the windowsill, grinding into the face of some stallion, whose cock was standing straight up. She was rubbing everything -- from cunt to asshole -- against the stallion’s muzzle, and I could clearly hear the greedy slurping sounds he was making.
His tongue was out, licking her. When her tail twitched, I could see his tongue sliding across her tender lips. I watched spellbound, my body quivering helplessly, my pussy lathering up instantly, as the guy licked Lotus’ wet cunt and even her asshole. And Lotus was near to orgasm, I could tell.
Very breathily, my sister said, “Get out of your boots and join us.” The stallion, noticing they were no longer alone, peered out from under her belly and smiled, his face sparkling with her lube.
Lotus and I had never shared a man before. Neither had we done anything sexual between ourselves. But the incredibly erotic sight of Lotus grinding herself so fervently against the guy's face -- not only getting her pussy lapped, but getting her asshole licked as well -- had an overpowering effect on me.
Without even pausing to consider what I was doing, I pushed the door shut and walked towards them, kicking off my boots as I went. I swept my hat off and flung it and my scarf somewhere off to the side, suddenly not caring about my frazzled mane. In a flash, I was next to the couch, while the stallion -- I had no idea who he was -- reached over and hoofed my rapidly lubricating cunt.
I shivered all over; his gentle touch on my eager clit sent electric currents through my body. I gently stretched my head forward, my muzzle just inches from his swaying dick. The smell of sex was intoxicating, and without a moment’s hesitation, I leaned forward just a bit more and took him in my mouth, tracing my tongue around his glans.
I slowly bobbed my head up and down, licking as much of his shaft as I could while it was jamming into the back of my throat. Suddenly, I heard Lotus shrieking in the throes of orgasm, and pulled my head most of the way up, just in time to see her jam her pussy hard into the stallion’s face.
She pushed herself off the arm and started to slowly slide down his belly, worming herself towards his crotch. Regretfully, I let the stallion’s cock slip out of my mouth, after one final lick.
I gently held his cock in position, guiding it into Lotus’ dripping pussy. As it entered her, she started to wiggle her hips side-to-side as she kept sliding backward.
I didn’t even hesitate -- I climbed on the arm of the couch and straddled the stallion’s face the same way Lotus had, lowering my own aching cunt onto his eager tongue.
The stallion’s tongue went deep inside me, and I sashayed my hips just like Lotus had done. He licked in and around, and then he trailed his tongue from clit to asshole, where his tongue swirled all around, exciting nerves that hadn’t been excited since an old coltfriend licked my ass before fucking me there.
I was ecstatic. I coated the stallion’s face with my leaking juices, while Lotus thrust herself savagely up and down on the stallion’s cock. I could hear the nasty squishing sound in her cunt and feel his head jerk each time she bottomed him out, and my whole body trembled with barely-contained excitement.
I thrust my hips harder, faster, groaning and gasping as the stallion’s tongue thrilled me from my clit to my asshole to my nipples and back again. My sister’s breath was hot on my rump, and I was right on the edge, and suddenly I was there, climaxing so intensely, I almost tumbled off the couch. It was too much for the poor stallion; I heard him grunt as he sprayed his load into my sister’s hot pussy.
Lotus almost cried as the stallion’s shrunken cock popped out of her cunt, and there was only one thing I could do. I slid off the arm of the chair and trotted to the other end, draping myself across the arm and between the stallion’s legs. With a slightly sorrowful look of my own at his deflated cock, I stuck my tongue into my sister’s cunt.
She froze for a moment, before jamming her hips into my muzzle. I siphoned the stallion’s cum out of her, relishing the taste of it mixed with Lotus’ own pussy juices. As I trailed my tongue around the folds of her labia and up against her clit, she shrieked in orgasm again, bucking her hips against my soaking muzzle.
Lotus rolled off the stallion, still panting heavily, her pussy leaving a trail of damp through the stallion’s brick-red fur. “Mmm, thanks Aloe,” she whispered. “I needed that.” She curled around him, one leg splayed across his barrel.
I pulled myself the rest of the way onto the couch, stretching out between the stallion’s hind legs, my chest pressing against his chest. He didn’t seem to be bothered by it at all. One hoof dangling off the edge of the couch and the smell of Lotus’ sex in my nostrils, I fell asleep.
