The bedroom was quiet, save for the soft sound of wind blowing outside the open windows. Accompanying the wind were the quiet snores coming from a lone bed that rested near the furthest wall from the window. Even with the distance, the morning sun’s bright rays managed to creep across the sheets and shine on the coat of the pony resting inside of the bed. As the mare slept, her alabaster coat shimmered in the sunlight and her two toned blue mane did as well. Normally nothing would disturb the mare’s rest so early, but as a strong gust of wind blew past the window, the mare groaned with discontent and started to rise from her slumber.
“Wow, seriously, it’s only five twenty?” Gleaming whined as she turned her head to a nearby alarm and saw she still had fifty minutes before she usually woke up. “Ughhh, only seven hours of sleep. Fuck.”
Yawning and rubbing her sore and bloodshot eyes, the mare continued to lay in bed. Staring at her ceiling, she wasn't able to fully open her eyes. Even though the sun wasn’t fully up, the rays from it were enough to hinder her eyesight.
Cursing under her breath, Gleaming quickly rolled over in her bed and stared at her side table. Before she could even start focusing on the trivial objects caught in her vision, she winced and brought up a hoof to her forehead as a throbbing pain started up.
"Please, not another headache," she whined, knowing very well she used the last of her headache pills before going to bed. "Gods, I hate the nights before a rigorous training day.”
Turning her body once again, Gleaming pressed the front of her face into her pillow and moaned loudly as the pain started to pick up. Slowing her breathing and making sure to take nice big breaths, she kept her eyes closed and hoped remaining calm would work for her.
For a bit the slow breathing worked, but as the seconds turned into minutes, Gleaming found her head throbbing harder. Not wanting to move from her bed, Gleaming simply settled for whining and rolling around constantly, doing her best to be rid of the pain.
"Son of a bitch, why won't this fucking headache go away?" Gleaming whined, the alarm clock ticking away minutes like they were seconds. As the alarms precious minutes ticked away, the torment of less sleep and a worse headache grew every more present.
Finally the headache got bad enough that Gleaming started to pull her sore and stiff body up.
“Maybe a nice warm shower will help,” she groaned as she pulled her body up into a proper sitting position. “Hmm, maybe Dusky is up as well.”
Ignoring the pain for a few seconds, Gleaming smiled slyly in the direction of her brother’s room. Ever since her younger brother had grown into a proper stallion, and Gleaming had periodically brought her boyfriend Prince Bolero over, she had slowly discovered something her brother was doing. While some would view it as unhealthy, Gleaming knew very well her younger brother loved to get off to her moaning loudly and even knew he loved to sneak a peek once in a while at her while she had sex with Bolero. While the eyes of her brother were creepy in a way, Gleaming did find the idea of being watched while having sex a very kinky prospect.
Giving off a loud sigh, Gleaming pushed her body off her bed and groaned as joints popped into place, followed by a sudden head rush. Though wobbly for a few seconds, Gleaming quickly regained her footing and began to trot for her door. The destination in mind was the bathroom, and Gleaming so looked forward to stepping into the shower and letting the warm water beat against her tired body.
As she walked, Gleaming lit up her horn and looked back in the direction of her brother’s room. As her spell came into focus, Gleaming smiled as a ray of magic started to emulate from her horn and direct itself to whatever she was looking at. With her eyes forward, she smiled as the magic worked like an x-ray and the spell gave her the ability to see through walls and objects without anyone knowing. Used mainly to scan the bodies of clothed ponies and merchants going into the castle, Gleaming noticed that her little brother was snuggled nicely into his bed, but also noticed he was awake and staring at his alarm clock.
“Hmm, must have heard me get up even without my alarm,” Gleaming quickly noted.
Coming to the bathroom door, Gleaming pushed it open and kept her smile on her face. While she looked forward to being rid of her headache thanks to the warm water, she looked even more forward to giving her little brother a simple treat. Turning her attention to her shower quickly, she turned the knob and pulled on it so the tap stopped flowing and the shower head started to rain down water. Keeping her spell on the wall, Gleaming watched her brother move around in the bed as she moved towards the shower and let out a giggle as he grabbed a pillow and put it over his face. Humored by his attempt to snuff out the sound of the shower running, Gleaming simply shook her head.
“Don’t worry, Dusky, I'll give you a proper wake up call,” she spoke out quietly as she stepped into her shower and sighed as the hot water beat against her.
Losing her interest in her brother for a brief few seconds, Gleaming closed her tired eyes and sat on the ceramic tiling of the shower so she could enjoy the feeling. With the water beating against her disheveled mane, her headache started to dampen and her body started to relax more.
“Ooohh, that’s what I love about mornings,” Gleaming cooed as she opened her eyes and looked back to her brother. “Now to do something that you love, little brother.”
Taking a deep breath, Gleaming faked a sexual moan and watched the reaction from Dusk Shine. The reaction was instant, and she watched the pillow move away from his face, causing him to stare bug eyed at the ceiling above. Letting out a quiet giggle, she stayed quiet for a few seconds and watched Dusk try to snuggle himself deeper into his bed in an attempt to try and ignore what was coming. Of course, Gleaming knew Dusk wouldn’t be able to ignore it and knew he would be sporting a rigid boner very soon.
“Better make it more real,” Gleaming said to herself as she jostled her hindlegs slightly and moved one of her front hooves between them. As the edge of her hoof came in contact with the sensitive flesh, her body shuddered and her hoof moved away slightly. A sharp gasp followed next, and it was loud enough to make Dusk shift in his bed.
Wanting to provoke it further, and at the same time start to get herself off properly, Gleaming started to swirl her hoof against her slit, and, using the sensation to fuel her voice, she let out another moan, this time slightly more carnal and needy. Part of her wanted to moan his name and see the reaction she would get. No doubt he would sit up straight and stare wide eyed at the wall before she would let off another moan and cause him to reach down and start stroking himself feverishly. Of course that would only remain a fantasy for both of them, but she knew what his vise was. She knew what made the quiet unicorn tick in his mind, and as Dusk shifted about, he stopped again on his back and stared at the ceiling as he ran his hooves down his face. While Gleaming noticed such, her attention went much lower to the small tent starting to show under his blankets.
“Ahh, that’s what I want to see,” Gleaming cooed gently as she stopped touching herself with her hoof. “Wonder if I can make you cum in under three minutes.”
Knowing very well her plan required Dusk to start stroking himself, Gleaming lit up her horn and smirked as a soft, velvety layer of magic blanketed her wet backside. Covering her vagina with it, she began to manipulate and work the magic almost like it was a tongue rubbing against her. The effects of such made her sigh, but wanting to get her brother fully hard, she transferred all of that pleasure into a loud moan.
“Oh gods!” she moaned out and thus caused Dusk rip off the covers and put his hooves against his growing erection. Watching her brother roll onto his side and end up hiding his penis made Gleaming frown that she couldn’t see it, but that expression faded as she noticed his hooves starting to move up and down. Happy with her results, Gleaming upped her game and slowly moved the magic around a bit more feverishly and started to feel her arousal levels building up.
She kept the tongue-like movements going and even did her best to keep providing her brother with blissful moans, yet all Dusk did was slowly stroke himself and stay on his side. It wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to see him on his back with his penis in the air and exposed to her lusty eyes. She wanted to see him stroke it properly; she wanted to see his penis. She wanted to picture it going inside of her, and though she most likely never would bed her brother, her perverted mind wanted to picture it.
Finally, after a few more loud moans, Dusk rolled over on his back and his erection pointed up to the ceiling, spasming nearly every second for attention. When it did, Gleaming felt a buzzing sensation throughout her body and quickly altering her spell; she turned the blanket of magic into a penis. Inspecting her brother’s erection for size and thickness, she did her best to match his perfectly. Though it wasn’t overly impressive, or one of those rare penises mares loved to brag about, it did its job perfectly and, quickly slipping it inside of her, she took the full length in.
The result? A loud moan that was quickly followed by more as she started to move the magic penis in and out of her at a feverish pace. The constant torrent of moans made Dusk whine from his bed, close his eyes, and jerk himself so hard that the springs in the bed started to creak and groan from the motion. As he jerked himself silly, Gleaming matched his speed perfectly. The way he moved reminded her of how drunk and eager stallions rutted, and she knew he would finish up in just under or slightly over a minute.
True to her thoughts, Dusk found himself nearing a quick climax, and though he hated finishing early, he didn’t hold back as he neared. As Gleaming watched her brother work, she watched his hooves go to the top of his erection and stroke the tip. While she didn’t match the feeling and wasn’t near a climax herself, she patiently waited for him to spray his load and over himself and the bed sheets. Once the first spurt came out, Gleaming let out a climatic moan, almost like she was riding on top of him and feeling his sticky seed go inside. While she imagined it, she watched his penis spasm violently and release whatever seed he had inside of her. Though his load was unimpressive thanks to how much he jerked himself daily, Gleaming was satisfied with the act the she did for him. As the last bit of seed dribbled out and down his shaft, Gleaming canceled her x-ray spell and focused on her own pleasure.
“Either I’m getting better with my moaning or he’s really enjoying himself,” Gleaming muttered to herself as she closed her eyes and kept the magic penis moving at a steady rate. “Maybe I should think about giving him a real treat.”
Wanting to adjust her body, Gleaming stopped her magic and buried the penis fully inside of her before she sat down and rested her back against the siding of the bathtub. With her in a sitting position, she turned her eyes down and resumed moving her magic. Watching the penis enter and exit her, She pick up her pace, and moved the smooth appendage in and out of her, all the while driving herself to a climax.
“Mhmm, seems he’s not the only one who’s going to finish quickly today,” Gleaming cooed as she didn’t take long to finish herself.
As she came, she suppressed her moan, bit her lip, and pushed her magic in as deep as it would go. Feeling her insides squeeze around her magic, she slowly expanded the penis and craned her head back in awe. The feeling of it growing inside of her while her body squeezed tightly around it almost made her moan loudly again, and it no doubt would have been the loudest moan her brother, and even her parents, would have heard. Thankfully she stayed quiet, and as her climax died down, she dropped her spell.
“Awwweee, that felt very good,” Gleaming sighed.
Letting her body relax and continuing to let the water beat across her fur, she spent a few minutes letting the feeling wash away before she pulled herself up. Refreshed and ready for her day to really start, she washed off the sticky fluid that was sticking to the outside of her body and quickly turned off the tap . Opening the curtain, she hummed a small tune to herself and quickly dried her body off. While she did that, she could hear her brother talking to himself, no doubt cursing himself for finishing quickly and jerking it to her masturbating. Part of her felt bad, but more of her just chuckled at the actions of her brother. She found nothing wrong with what he was doing and even made a silent promise to herself.
If her brother could outlast her, one day she would figure out a plan in which she would hop in the bed with him and let it all come out through some sweaty incest sex. Part of her looked forward to it, the even more perverted part of her coveted it and, quickly drying herself off and exiting the bathroom, she hoped the next time would be the deal maker.
Author's Note
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