Pounding Pumpkins

Pound yawns as the sound of gentle breathing pulls him out of his sleep. It was his sister. Her head was resting against his chest, her eyes beaming up at him.

"Hey, sleepy head." She says with a sweet smile.

"Hey... How long was I out?" Pound asks, scratching his head.

"You passed out right after you climaxed. That was about an hour ago. Don't worry. Mom came up ten minutes ago to check on you. She didn't suspect a thing."

Pumpkin sits up, and her breasts came into full view. Pound is instantly mesmerized by the jiggling lumps of flesh. She laughs when she notices Pound's gaze.

"Ah... Did you miss them? Did my brother have sweet dreams of his sister's boobs?" She asks playfully.

Pound nods sheepishly.

"Oh, Pound... If you want them, you only have to ask."

Pumpkin leans down and kisses her brother on the lips, extracting a long moan from him.

"Do you?" She asks as she brakes away.

"What?" Pound asks, his mind going blank.

"Do you want my boobs? Pay attention, Pound. Now, I'll ask you again. Do you want my boobs?"

"Y-Yes..."

Pumpkin smiles. She positions her body so her breasts are hanging right above Pound's eager lips.

"Pound, you're my brother, and we just had sex together..." She pants heavily. "I trust you with all of my heart. You can have any part of me at any time, whether it be my words, my time, or my body. Do you understand?"

Pound tried to respond, but Pumpkin's left nipple was grazing his lips. Pound takes her left breast fully into his mouth. His lips clamp down around the skin while his tongue flicks across her nipple.

"Oooohhhh... That's it, Pound... Right there. Yessssss!"

The sensations from her brother's tongue sent arcs of electricity down Pumpkin's spine, sending her into a frenzy of shivers. Pound suckled happily on his sister's breasts, like a baby searching for his mother's milk.

"Oh, yes, Pound!"

Right on time, the sound of footsteps thundering up the stairs echos in Pound's bedroom.

"That's not good." He says as he pushes Pumpkin off of him.

Pumpkin makes a dash for her clothes. She had just managed to slip her bra on before there is a knock at the door.

"Mom?" She asks cautiously.

"Nope!" Pinkie Pie's voice answers. "Mrs. Cake sent me to check on you two."

"Hold on!" Pumpkin shouts. "Don't come in yet!"

"Why not?" Pinkie asks.

"Because... Pound is asleep..." Pumpkin says before slapping her head.

"Pound is asleep?" Pinkie asks.

Now fully clothed, Pumpkin opens the door. Pinkie Pie gives her an awkward stare, and she enters the room. Luckily, Pound was already worn out, so it was easy to 'play dead'.

"Okie dokie lokie." Pinkie whispers. "Oh, and Mr. Cake wanted me to remind you about the movie. We are leaving to see Mareleficent soon."

"Right. Thank you, Aunt Pinkie Pie." Pumpkin says dismissively, attempting to shoo the crazy woman out of Pound's room.

As soon as she is gone, Pumpkin jumps on the bed and shakes her brother's shoulder.

"Get up, Pound."

"Why? I thought we were going to have sex again."

Pumpkin's heart broke. The look of disappointment on her brother's face was hard to look at.

"I wish we could, sweetie, but we don't have enough time. Plus, we're both very sweaty from fucking, and we need to take a shower."

Pound's face lit up.

"Mostly cleaning. I mean it, Pound. I'll suck you off if we have time, but I'm going to rinse off and jump out as quickly as possible."

"You had me at 'shower'." Pound says, chasing his sister in full pursuit.

***

An hour later, the Cake family was arriving at the Carmike Cinimares. Luckily, it wasn't to terribly far from Sugarcube Corner.

"My, my," Mrs. Cake chimes. "You two kids are awfully well behaved."

"Ma'am?" Pound asks.

"We can never go six feet without you two going at each other's throats."

"Come on, Mom." Pumpkin says. "Can't I love my twin brother?"

Mrs. Cake laughs.

"Well, of course you can. I was just being observant. I'm glad you two are behaving so well together."

"We're here!" Mr. Cake announces.

The Carmike Cinimares was a fairly grand building. Next to the town hall and Princess Sparkle's castle, it towered above Ponyville.

"Hey, how are you guys doing today?" The usher asks.

"We are doing very good, thank you. Uh, we have five pre-ordered tickets to Mareleficent." Mr. Cake says.

"Of course, Sir. Five tickets for Mareleficent are coming your way."

"Thirty-seven bits..." Mr. Cake mutters. "Happy birthday, kids."

Mr. Cake takes the tickets, and they walk inside.

"I really hope this movie is worth it." Mrs. Cake says with a chuckle.

"We might have to go a little small on the popcorn, too." Mr. Cake sighs. "Pinkie?"

Pinkie holds a finger up to her lips and reveals a small box of cupcakes hidden in her dress.

"That's my girl." Mrs. Cake says, hugging Pinkie Pie. "Now, let's find our movie."

***

An hour and thirty minutes later, the movie was over. The Cakes walked out of the theater and into the blinding light of Celestia's sun. Well, not exactly. It was overcast. A short downpour had just ended, but it was still blindingly bright outside.

"Wow, looks like we just missed a storm." Mr. Cake says.

"What did you think, kids?" Mrs. Cake asks. "Did you like the movie?"

"I loved it!" Pinkie Pie shouts.

The twins smile.

"It was great, Mom." Pound says.

Though he was telling the truth, Pound's words had a second meaning. Yes, he enjoyed the movie, but he also enjoyed his sister's hand job under the cover of darkness in the auditorium.

"What now, Mom?" Pumpkin asks. "Are we going back home?"

"I suppose we are... Unless, there is something else you would like to do for your birthday."

The twins shake their heads.

"Alright. Then, back to the bakery it is."

At that moment, the day took a sharp turn. The Cakes didn't get ten feet before Pinkie Pie slipped on the curb and fell head over heels into a muddy puddle.

"Oh, Celestia!" Mrs. Cake shrikes.

"Aunt Pinkie Pie! Are you alright?" Pound asks as he rushes to help her.

Just as Pound grabs her arm, Pinkie Pie brakes into laughter. She observes her filthy form and allows Pound to help her to her feet.

"Oh, I'm so silly!" She says, still snickering.

"Are you alright?" Pound asks again.

"I'm fine. Thank you, Pound..."

"You should really watch your step, Pinkie Pie." Mr. Cake scolds. "You can clean up when we get back."

"Okie Dokie!"

Pinkie continued to laugh all the way to Sugarcube Corner. The incident caused Pound to step his guard up. He watched the sidewalk and road for anything that could cause his sister any discomfort or harm.

***

"Pound, will you be a dear and take these towels to the bathroom upstairs?" Mrs. Cake asks.

"B-But, Aunt Pinkie is in there!"

"Pound, we've been over this. Your aunt Pinkie Pie only bit you once, and that was an accident. She promised not to do it again."

That wasn't what Pound meant, but it what his mother said did bring back some disturbing memories. Their seventh birthday was a bad one. Pound shivers.

"Why can't Pumpkin do it? She's a girl."

"Great observations, Pound, but your sister is in the kitchen helping me with the dishes. Now, go." Mrs. Cake orders.

Against his will, Pound takes the towels and trudges up the stairs. They seemed to get heavier the closer he got to the bathroom door. Pound could hear the sound of running water. Good memories of his sister flooded into his mind. Pound cautiously knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" Pinkie's voice rings.

"It's me, Pinkie Pie. I've just brought some towels for you."

Pound hears wet footsteps approaching the door, and it opens. Now, what Pound saw was not what he was expecting. Pinkie Pie's breasts swing into full view. She was completely nude. Pound desperately tried to cover his eyes.

"Thank you, Pound! Would you put them over there, please? I don't want to get them muddy."

Still covering his eyes, Pound tries to make his was over to where Pinkie Pie was pointing. Unfortunately, Pound's bare feet slip on the wet tile floor, and he lands on his back, hard.

"Oh, gosh, Pound! Are you alright?" Pinkie Pie asks as she kneels next to him.

Pound's eyes slowly flutter open. Pinkie's large breasts were dangling mere inches from his face.

"Here, let me help you up." Pinkie says as she grabs his wrists and hoists him to his feet.

Pinkie Pie then hugs him tightly. Pound felt his penis twitch as his aunt's breasts pressed into his chest.

"Aunt Pinkie Pie!" Pound protests.

Pinkie Pie steps back and observes Pound. By hugging him, she had made Pound as filthy as she was.

"Oh, Pound, I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry about it..." Pound grumbles. "I'll just take a shower after you."

Pinkie Pie shakes her head.

"No way, Pound. I don't want to use up all of the hot water. You're gonna take one with me."

Pound looked at his aunt. He looks at her filthy, beautiful body. Then, his eyes reach her face. Her face showed she was dead serious.

"Come on, Pound, let's get these off," Pinkie says as she rips his shirt off. "I'll wash them personally after we're clean."

She then begins working on his pants.

"Pinkie..." Pound tries again to protest, but his aunt had her mind set.

In a few moments, Pound was just as nude as Pinkie Pie.

"After you." She says, motioning for Pound to get int the shower.

Pound does as he was told. He prays to Celestia, Luna, Cadence, Twilight, and any other goddesses that Pinkie Pie won't see his throbbing erection.

"Is something wrong, Pound?" Pinkie asks. "You seem nervous."

She was only washing her fluffy, pink hair, but the water cascading all over her nude form made Pound drool. Pound's eyes slowly fell down to her crotch. A small patch of pink hair rested right above her vagina. Pinkie Pie followed his gaze.

"Pound, why are you looking at my girl parts?" She asks.

Pound froze. He had been caught.

"Is it the hair? I know, it takes almost an hour to shave it like that, but just that small amount of hair is the only amount that is comfortable."

Pound was speechless. He wasn't in trouble?

"W-Wh-"

"Weren't you looking at the hair on my girl parts?" Pinkie asks.

"Y-Yes, but-"

"It feels super-duper soft when it's wet. Is your hair soft?"

"What?" Pound asks.

He was appalled, and he felt violated.

"Your hair, you know, around your boy parts."

"I... I don't..."

"Can I feel it?"

"What?!"

Pinkie Pie was already in her knees. Pound shuttered as he felt Pinkie's massive breasts rub against his erect penis. Pinkie Pie takes the shaft in her left hand, and she takes his testicles in her right hand.

"Wow, it DOES feel soft. Very bushy too, Pound."

Pound couldn't believe his eyes. Pinkie now held his penis with both hands, observing it like it was an ancient artifact.

"My, Pound. Your boy parts have grown a lot since you were a little baby."

Pinkie Pie stands up and takes his hand in hers.

"Would you like to feel my parts?"

Pound didn't. He didn't want to touch Aunt Pinkie's girl parts, but his body did. His mind said 'no', but his penis was screaming 'yes'. Pound nods. Beaming, Pinkie Pie takes his hand and cups it under her left breast. She then takes his other hand and places it on the slit of her crotch. Pound's penis was twitching violently.

"Do I feel good, Pound?" Pinkie asks softly.

"Yes..." Pound breathes heavily.

"Would you like to feel more?"

Pound nods. Without Pinkie Pie's hand to guide his, he reaches for her other breast. Now holding both of her massive tits, Pound begins to rub and massage them. Then, Pinkie Pie does something Pound was not prepared for. With a gentle shove, Pound is pinned against the cold wall, and Pinkie Pie presses her lips against his. It was a soft, and loving kiss. Pound still had his hands cupped around his aunt's breasts as she tried to slip her tongue into his mouth.

"Mmmmm, Pound... I've... I've always..." Pinkie mutters in between kisses.

Pound wasn't in Ponyville, anymore. He wasn't even in Equestria. Pound was in a mystical realm of eternal bliss and pleasure. His hard penis rested snugly against Pinkie's vagina. Pinkie Pie grabs his member and slides the tip inside, extracting sharp gasps from the both of them.

"Aunt Pinkie-"

"Shhhhh... Please, Pound. No one has to know. I... I love you, and I need this. Please, take me, and have your way with your aunt Pinkie Pie..."

"H-Here?"

"Here..." Pinkie confirms. "Now..."

She slides his penis further inside. Pound moans as his shaft is engulfed by the warmth of Pinkie Pie's vagina. Acting out of animal instinct, Pound grabs her butt cheeks with both hands, and he thrusts forward, burying his penis inside completely. Pinkie Pie throws her head back, giving Pound a better view of her breasts. Pound could hardly believe his luck. In one day, one very amazing day, he had lost his virginity to his twin sister, and now, he was making love to his beautiful aunt. Mating instincts had fully taken over. Pound kisses Pinkie Pie's neck roughly as he thrusts his member inside over and over again. Pinkie was desperately trying to quiet her moans, but several slip out. Pound silences her by kissing her lips. Still thrusting in and out of Pinkie Pie, Pound slips his tongue inside her mouth and licks her tongue. The two lovers stared into each other's eyes as their tongues danced in their mouths. Pinkie Pie brakes the kiss.

"Pound, wait, don't cum inside me..."

"Why not?" He asks.

Pinkie smiles sweetly.

"We don't want to risk having a baby. Not yet, anyway..." She says, giving him a look that made his heart flutter. "As much as I would love for you to fill my vagina to the brim with your frosting, I think it would be best for me to swallow it..."

With that being said, Pinkie steps back, unsheathing herself from Pound's penis, and she kneels in front of it.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, Pound."

Those were the last words she spoke before diving on Pound's hard member. Her wet lips engulfed the tip, and she began taking the whole shaft into her mouth. Pound grunted with every motion. Pinkie's head bobbed up and down as she sucked on his penis. Pound was losing all mental control. His brain could no longer function. He had to release, and he did. Pinkie Pie's eyes widen as streams of white cum fire from the tip of Pound's penis and down her throat. Her mouth fills up quickly, and she begins to gag. After choking a little, Pound's limp penis slides out of her mouth, and Pinkie Pie swallows his cum.

"Aunt Pinkie... T-That was... amazing..."

"I'll say... You sure do have a lot of frosting in there..." She says with a giggle, tapping his testicles. "It tasted delicious. I hope I can have some more sometime?"

"Of course, Aunt Pinkie." Pound says quickly.

"Great. Now, let's get out. I really, really don't want your mom and dad finding out..."

"No kidding..."

Pinkie Pie kisses his lips quickly before turning the water off. Pound steps out first and grabs one of the clean towels. Just as he was about to grab the door handle, Pinkie Pie leans over him and whispers:

"Maybe next time, we could try sticking it in my butt..."

Pound gulps nervously.

***

Celestia's sun had set, and Luna had raised the moon. The day was nearing it's end. Mr. Cake and his wife were already asleep, as was Pinkie Pie. Pound Cake sat, awake, in his bed, awaiting his sister, who promised to join him when everyone else was asleep. Right on time, his door opens, and his naked sister tip-toes into his room. She made a funny show of it, too. Pumpkin took big, cartoon-like steps which made Pound snicker. After having a little fun, Pumpkin jumps into her brother's bed and snuggles close to him.

"Hey, sweetie." Pumpkin greets, kissing his lips lovingly. "Did you miss me?"

"Well, you know I missed something." Pound says jokingly, grabbing his sister's breasts and playing with them.

"Oh..." She purrs. "Is that how it's gonna be?"

Pumpkin kissed Pound's cheek and went for his pants. They are off in seconds. Pound felt a slight tug in his chest. He wasn't sure what it was, though. It felt like... guilt. Earlier that day, Pinkie Pie had professed her love for him. He told her he loved her back. Yet, he also loved his sister, who loved him.

"Pumpkin..."

"Hold your horses, Pound, I'll get to your balls, I promise.

"No, Pumpkin, I mean 'stop'." Pound mutters. "There's something I have to tell you."

Confused, Pumpkin sits up and looks her brother in the eyes.

"What is it, Pound? Is something wrong?"

Pound lowers his head.

"Earlier today, when Aunt Pinkie was taking a shower, Mom told me to take some towels up to her. So, I did, but when I get to the bathroom, Aunt Pinkie lets me in, and I slip. When she helps me back up, she gets a lot of mud on me, and she tells me to take a shower with her, and..."

Pound was choking.

"And?" Pumpkin asks.

Pound stayed silent.

"W-We... We had sex, Pumpkin." He says at last.

At first, Pumpkin wasn't sure what to think. She wasn't even sure she heard her brother right.

"You two had sex?"

Pound nods. Pumpkin wraps her fingers around his penis.

"You put this thing in her thing?"

Pound nods again.

"Does she know about us?"

Pound shakes his head.

"No, but-"

"Then, I don't care. You can have sex with Applejack, and I wouldn't care. Just so long as my brother has energy left for me..."

"Pumpkin," Pound snaps. "Aunt Pinkie told me she loves me."

Pumpkin goes quiet.

"She loves you?"

"Yes..."

Pumpkin looks down at the bed.

"You're going to tell her about us tomorrow." She says at last.

"W-What?! Why?!"

Pumpkin rolls her eyes.

"Well, for one, I said so, and two, if she still 'loves' you after you tell her you've been fucking me, she'll have to share."

"S-Share?"

"Yes, Pound, 'share'. You think you can keep two girls sexually happy?"

"Not really." Pound confesses.

"Sure you can. I'm not going to make you chose between me or Aunt Pinkie. If you can love me and her, then I won't object to you fucking her regularly."

"What about us?"

A look of lust forms on Pumpkin's face.

"Us? Well..." She chimes. "You're all mine for tonight. I hope you didn't spend all of that tasty cum of yours on Aunt Pinkie Pie..."

***TO BE CONTINUED***