Pumpkin brushed her mane out of her face as she looked at hers reflection in the mirror. After her little incident in the shower, she had put on her casual clothes, a white short and blue skirt that matched her eyes. She stared into her own eyes, focusing on her breathing to try and get her thoughts in order.

In and out. In. And out, she chanted to herself. Pumpkin tried her very best to forget what had happened in the shower. She reasoned to herself, that it was only a one time thing and that her hormones had gotten the best of her, and that she needed to get her mind off of things.

Satisfied that she was feeling calmer now, she resolved to try and help her mother with some chores. She knew it must have been a busy day, Mondays usually were, and she decided that since there were a few hours left in the day that she’d help her mother tidy up around the place. Plus, she was hoping that it would provide a suitable distraction from her current dilemma.

She made her way downstairs and into the kitchen in the back, where she saw her mother doing the dishes. ‘Hi mom,” Pumpkin greeted her from behind.

Cup Cake stopped what she was doing to face her daughter. “Hi Pumpkin,” she greeted with a smile, which quickly turned into a concerned frown as soon as her eyes landed on her daughter’s perturbed expression. “Is something wrong, dear?”

“N-nothing!” Pumpkin stammered out a little too quickly. Her body visibly tensed as she tried to put on her best smile.

It wasn’t really convincing.

Cup Cake raised her eyebrow at that. “Honey, you know you could talk to me about anything you want, right?” the blue mare said.

“Y-Yeah, I know. Thanks, mom. If I need to ask something, I’ll-uh ask you right away!” Pumpkin said again in the same tone.

Cup Cake’s children had never been good at lying, but she decided not to press the issue for now. If her little angel wanted to tell her something, she will do so in her own time. With a dismissive huff, she turned back to what she was doing.

Pumpkin, relieved that she had somehow dodged the bullet, walked into the storage room to procure a mop and a bucket and she walked into the bakery proper to begin her task of mopping up the place.

~

An uneventful hour had passed as she did various other menial tasks around her home. As she was putting the cleaning appliances away, she noticed the table that she her father had been sitting with Aunt Pinkie Pie earlier that day. The feelings and thoughts that were swirling around in her head just didn’t make any sense. Why was she feeling this way? And why is it that she couldn’t help but squirm whenever she thought about her father? No stallion had ever made her feel this way.

She made her way up the stairs. It was now close to her usual bedtime. She decided that maybe she could read a chapter or two of that new novel that she had been reading before she went to bed.

As she climbed up the stairs, she could feel a slight breeze in between her legs. She froze mid-step, shuffling and rubbing her inner thighs to try and deny the truth. Finally, moved her hand under her skirt, and to her dismay, felt the absence of her underwear. She blushed heavily as she realized that she must have been so preoccupied with her thoughts that she must have forgotten to put it on.

Must’ve left it in the bathroom, she thought to herself. She changed her destination, intending to retrieve her unmentionables.

When she reached the doorway to the bathroom, she paused as she heard some shuffling coming from inside. She crept up to the corner of the threshold, and peered inside through a crack in the doorway. Pumpkin’s eyes widened in shock.

She saw her father, standing in the middle of the bathroom, slowly stroking his large dick. She watched, as if in a trance, as her father made lap after lap of stroking his long thick phallus. His dick oozing out an unreal amount of pre cum as it travelled towards the bathroom floor. Her nose tingled as she could pick up the strong, musky scent of stallion. She felt disgusted, but it was like watching a train wreck about to happen. She knew it was going to be bad, but she just couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Her gaze slowly travelled upwards, and her breath caught in her throat. A blanket of ice making her heart stop. In her father’s hands, were her panties, with cute little teddy bears on them. He held it close to his face and was taking long indulgent whiffs of it.

Her tail twitched, and her whole body started shivering at the thought of her father masturbating to her scent. She felt something press against her marehood and, to her horror, had been her fingers that had moved on their own. As much as she wanted to protest, she could not fight the unbearable heat that had overtaken her body.

She reached under her skirt again, rubbing her soft pliable pussy lips. She bit on her other arm to muffle her moans. Why was she so sensitive? Unable to wait any longer, she pushed her fingers in slowly, her lower lips parting with a soft squelching sound due to how wet she was, and a steady stream of her juices trickled down her inner thigh, matting her fur.

Her legs buckled, and she nearly fell over but caught the doorframe in time, but in doing so had made noise. Panicking, she pulled her skirt down and ran back to her room as quickly and as quietly as she could.

~

Carrot smiled indulgently as he took another whiff of his daughter’s sweet scent. It was fun and all, but it was nothing in comparison to the real deal. He continued taking long whiffs of her daughter’s panties while stroking his dick. At the corner of his eye, he could see her daughter peering at him through the crack in the doorway, thinking that he hadn’t noticed her.

It was cute.

She stumbled and ran away suddenly, leaving Carrot a little disappointed. He was still happy that his daughter enjoyed the little show that he had put on for her.

~

Pumpkin Cake had immediately changed into her pyjamas and gotten in bed. She wanted to cry. What was happening to her? All she wanted to do now was to sleep. She closed her eyes, preparing herself for a night promised with fitful sleep, before she heard the door creak. She turned around, and breathed a sigh of relief as she saw her mother.

“Hi Pumpkin,” her mother greeted her with a smile.

“Hi mom,” Pumpkin said as she moved to a sitting position.

“Listen, honey,” her mother began in a caring tone. “There’s obviously something that’s troubling you. Do you want to talk about it?” As she said that, her mother made her way to her daughter’s bed, and sat down next to her, putting a comforting arm around her waist in a semi hug.

Pumpkin leaned into her mother, but didn’t say anything at first. How could she say it though? There were so many unanswered questions, but she felt that if she held on to them any longer her head might explode.

“Okay,” she replied simply to her patient mother. “I just-... just…” she trailed off.

“Yes…?” her mother asked expectantly.

“J-just… I’m just so confused!” she blurted out suddenly, making her mother recoil slightly. “Yesterday I told you that daddy was kissing Aunt Pinkie Pie, and I had stayed at a friend’s place because I was scared to come back home, but then when I did, you looked like you didn’t have a care in the world while daddy was kissing Aunt Pinkie Pie in the back!” she said out of breath.

“And then all the other weird things that’s been going on! Suddenly, I can’t think straight, and all I could think of was dad as a… as a…” she trailed off again.

Her mother hugged her a little tighter as some tears started pricking the young pony’s eyes. “As a mate. It’s so wrong in so many ways, but just the thought of him is making me so hot…” she looked up at her mother pathetically. “Am I a bad pony, mom?”

“No, sweetie. You’re not. And don’t even think that you are, even for a second,” the blue mare stated resolutely.

“B-but normal ponies s-shouldn’t have thoughts like-” Pumpkin was cut off as her mother shushed her gently.

“It’s okay, my little Pumpkin. You only have thoughts like that because you love your father.”

“B-but isn’t that wrong? What about Aunt Pinkie Pie?”

“Your father loves us all very much, and we love him very much too. Physical contact is the ultimate form of showing one’s love to another,” her mother said with a soft smile.

Pumpkin was getting a little uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation. “Are you telling me t-that it’s okay to have dirty thoughts about d-dad?” Pumpkin asked in a quivering voice.

“No, Pumpkin,” said her mother, which earned a confused glance from her daughter. “I’m saying that it’s okay to show just how much you love your father.”

Pumpkin’s eyes went wide at her mother’s words, and she truly thought her ears had stopped working for a minute. Her mother giggled at her expression.”B-but I thought-”

“What other ponies say don’t matter, sweetie. As long as we do it because we love each other, then it’s fine,” her mother said as she cupped her cheek.

“It’s true,” came a voice from her doorway. Her head whipped around, seeing her father standing there. “Just remember that we both love you very much Pumpkin, and I’d definitely love to show you just how much I love you.”

He pulled down his pants, revealing his long dangling phallus which was mere inches away from her face due to her seated position.

Her mind went numb at the sight before her, and all she could do was stare at it in shock. Taking her cue, Cup Cake guided one of her daughter’s hands to the base of her husband’s cock. “It’s alright, honey. Let mommy show you how it’s done.”

With that, she leaned in, taking the first few inches of her husband’s cock in her mouth, and bobbed her head a few times, before pulling back with a small pop. “Now it’s your turn,” her mother said as she pointed the phallus towards her daughter. Her heart beat in her throat. What was she supposed to do?! This was all so sudden!

Hesitantly, she leaned in towards her father’s cock. The phallus was glistening in the moonlight in a mixture of her mother’s saliva and her father’s pre cum. The unmistakable musky smell of raw stallion pervaded her mind, making her inner animal instincts kick in, and she felt her mouth begin to water a little at the sight.

She licked her father’s flat cockhead, gathering some of his pre cum on the surface of her tongue, and found that she quite liked the taste. She leaned her head in further, her lips forming a seal around Carrot’s throbbing dick as she tried her level best to give her father a clumsy blowjob.

Cup smiled at her daughter. She had a lot to learn. Gently, she placed her hand at the back of her head, and slowly applied pressure, pushing her daughter to swallow more of her husband’s dick.

Pumpkin gagged slightly, and tears started forming at the edges of her eyes as she gradually took more and more of the length inside of her mouth. Cup Cake,satisfied that her daughter was doing okay, snuck up from under her as she worked Carrot’s balls, lapping and paying attention to each orb as she dragged her tongue across the sensitive area.

Carrot groaned heavily as he felt himself being worked by the two most important mares in his life. With Pumpkin deepthroating him, making cute little glk glk glk sounds as she reached the base, while his wife tenderly licked his scrotum, and sometimes took a few swabs at the base of his dick.

The sounds of moans and gagging filled little Pumpkin’s room as she slowly lost her senses in her motions in coaxing her father’s seed out. Her nimble tongue working overtime to lap at the underside of her father’s crotch. She barely gagged anymore, despite the intruding phallus poking her at the back of her throat. She couldn’t taste his pre cum anymore, which was a little sad, but to prove that you really loved someone, sometimes you had to make some sacrifices.

Her mother pulled her back suddenly, and Pumpkin whinnied in disapproval. Her eyes were half lidded, heavy with desire, and a small amount of drool mixed with her father’s pre cum trailed down her mouth.

She panted heavily as her mother removed her pants and was completely laid bare before her father. A surge of arousal raced up his spine at the sight before him, making his dick twitch, a thin translucent liquid trailing from the tip. Pumpkin could barely think, her mind a cloudy haze of muddled thoughts laced with desire. All she could do, all she wanted, was for her father to put that thing, inside her. She moaned impatiently as each agonizing second ticked by, squirming as her swollen lips literally leaked from arousal.

Her mother moved in front of her father, and aligned his dick to her slick entrance. Her lower lips quivered in anticipation as she felt her father’s flat cockhead press up against her, poised to penetrate.

In one swift motion, he plunged forward. Carrot’s eyes crossed, and he started seeing spots as his dick was enveloped in her snug, silky walls. He buckled over, but managed to catch himself quickly before he landed on her daughter. She looked at him with half lidded eyes that were completely glazed over. Tears formed in her eyes as she felt herself being penetrated for the first time. She whimpered and panted, her chest heaving in shaky breaths. Carrot leaned in, until his face was mere inches from Pumpkin’s, and whispered in a voice thick with lust. “I love you.”

Pumpkin gave no sign of response as he closed the gap between their mouths, his agile tongue explored her mouth with wanton abandon.

During the kiss, Carrot started pulling back, her velvety walls started clamping around Carrot like a vice as he tried to do so. Pumpkin’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she let loose a breathy moan, knots forming in her stomach that ached deliciously so.

The friction from pulling out of Pumpin was too much for her to bear, and she came, her femmejuice spurting out of her drooling cunt. Her body spasmed as her orgasm rocked her body, and a few errant sparks shot out of her horn. She moaned in ecstasy as she felt her mother’s tongue roughly brushed against her clitoris.

He pushed in, plunging himself into her velvety walls again, earning a loud slap as their hips smacked against each other. Pumpkin’s mind was jumbled mess. She had never been so full in her life!

Carrot repeated his motions again and again, pulling himself out until his medial ring, before burying himself inside his daughter again. He never thought that she could feel so amazing! He gasped, his own chest heaving as his thrusts increased at a fervent pace. His hands moved near Pumpkin’s waist, holding himself upright as the danger from passing out from the mind numbing sensations proved to be very real.

With each thrust of Carrot’s hips, Pumpkin would let out the most adorable squeak, egging him on further. The room reeked of their combined love making and Carrot knew that he was getting close.

Carrot felt his balls contract in the familiar sensation of an oncoming orgasm, and it him like a train. With a loud guttural groan, father and daughter came together. He hilted inside her one last time, the impact reverberating throughout Pumpkin’s body, her eyes rolling back as she screamed.

Carrot came deeply inside her, filling up her womb with his hot sticky love, and coating her heavenly walls in his essence. Pumpkin was burning up. She had never felt anything like it before. Her mind became a complete blank as she completely lost herself to her most intense orgasm of her life.

After what seemed like an eternity, Pumpkin came down from her high, utterly breathless. she felt her father’s semi hard dick throbbing within her. She shifted her body, feeling her father’s cum sloshing around.

Before she passed out completely, she smiled and whispered, “I love you too.”

Author's Note

Blargh.