Pounding Pumpkins

by Cardinal Dan Productions

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Anthro, Comedy, Romance
Length: 11980

A short, incestuous clop fic centered around the lives of Pound and Pumpkin Cake. Notice I said 'incestuous'. That means there will be incest in this story. If incest is not on your long list of fetishes, don't bombard me with hate mail.

Pound Cake and his twin sister, Pumpkin Cake, have always been very close. They wore the same clothes, ate the same food, and even bathed in the same bath tub as infants. Now, it is the twin's eighteenth birthday! The twins are growing up, and strange things begin to happen as maturity takes over.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-09-27 13:52:31 UTC

Chapter 1: The Flour Shower

Saying he was excited would be a huge understatement. Pound Cake was ecstatic. Why? It was his birthday! Well, his and Pumpkin Cake's birthday. You see, they are twins. Not only were they born on the same day, but they were born only minutes apart! Mrs. Cake never let them hear the end of that story, but never mind that. It was Pound and Pumpkin Cake's birthday!

"Mom?" Pound calls as he races down the stairs to the bakery. "Mom!"

"I'm in the kitchen, sweetie!" Mrs. Cake replies as her son reaches the dinning room.

She finally spots her son.

"Oh, there he is, my big eighteen-year-old!" She cries as she hugs him tightly. "Now, what did you need?"

"I was looking for Dad. Have you seen him anywhere?" Pound asks.

"Your father? He went out to the market to get some more cooking supplies so we could begin on making your cake before you woke up. Why did you need him?"

"My bed is making that awful squeaking noise again, and he is the only one who knows where the hinge oil is."

"You're right. I suppose you'll just have to wait until he gets back." Mrs. Cake says as she turns towards the counter.

She grabs a rather large bag of flour and attempts to fling it over her shoulder. Time slows down. Just as the sack hits Mrs. Cake's shoulder, it splits open. Pound, who was standing right behind her, is buried in the white flour.

"Oh my!" Mrs. Cake yelps, throwing the empty flour bag aside. "Are you alright, sweetie?!"

"I'm fine, Mom..." Pound groans.

He coughs several times, sending clouds of flour into the air with each cough.

"Oh, you poor thing... I'm so sorry." Pound's mother says sweetly as she attempts to brush some of the flour off.

"I'm fine, Mom, really." Pound Cake protests.

"You'll need a change of clothes."

Pound nods as he observes his ghostly form. The whole situation might have actually been kinda funny if it hadn't happened to him. He begins to make his way out of the kitchen when his mother calls him.

"Sweetie, make sure you brush as much of that stuff off of your skin as you can, or you'll just make a bunch of dough in the shower." Mrs. Cake cautions.

"I got it, Mom."

With that being said, Pound Cake dashes out of the kitchen, through the bakery, and up the stairs. He reaches the top step, only to be stopped again.

"Whoa, you're really, really white!" A high pitched voice says.

"Thanks, Aunt Pinkie Pie..."

She was dressing cupcakes with frosting by a window overlooking Ponyville. That was her spot. Her name wasn't chiseled in a big stone by the window, but it was her spot all the same.

"Pound, what have I told you about playing in the batter bowl?" Pinkie Pie scolds.

"I wasn't playing in the batter bowl, Pinkie. Plus, that was over eleven years ago! How in Celestia's name could you even remember that?"

"I'm physic, remember?"

"No." Pound says flatly.

"Of course you do, silly. You should really take a shower." Pinkie says, diverting her attention back to the cupcakes.

"Really... You don't say?"

Pound wasn't really sure what happened next. He blinked, and Pinkie Pie was gone. The cup cakes had disappeared as well. The window was bare.

"I'll never understand that crazy woman..." Pound mutters to himself. "How in Celestia's name does she do that disappearing act?"

"What disappearing act?"

Pound screams in fear. He quickly turns around to find Pinkie Pie standing behind him, holding the tray of cupcakes.

"H-How... W-Wha-"

"Oh, Pound, you're so cute." Pinkie Pie giggles as she ruffles his hair.

She begins to make her way down the stairs.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" She gasps. "Happy birthday!" She shouts, giving him a big kiss on his left cheek.

Then, she is gone. Pound was still gasping for air as he slowly recovered from his mini heart attack. He tries to prioritize his thoughts.

"Alright... Shower... That's what I was about to do..." Pound reminds himself as he trudges down the hall.

Pound Cake didn't know it yet, but his life was about to change forever. It would be up to him to decide if it would be for the better, or if it would be for the worst.

***

Pound turns the shower nob, releasing a cascading waterfall of warm water. He began to strip out of his clothes. When fully nude, Pound steps into the shower, and he gives a sigh of blissful relief. Pound was so far gone. He didn't hear the door to the bathroom open.

"Wow, Pound." A female voice says casually. "What happened to you?"

Pound jumps. He had forgotten to close the curtain that shielded the glass shower walls. Thankfully, it was only his twin sister.

"He he... Did I scare you?" She asks innocently.

"What are you doing here, Pumpkin?" Pound snaps.

"I am doing what I do every morning. I always take morning showers. You know that. The real question is: what are you doing here?"

She had a point. Pound took showers daily, but he took his right before bed.

"Mom spilled flour all over me. She told me to clean myself up." Pound Explains, his cheeks burning bright red with embarrassment.

Pumpkin covered her mouth as if to hide a snicker.

"Really?" She asks. "Mom threw flour on you, and I wasn't there to see it?"

"Go away, Pumpkin."

"No, I don't think I will." Pumpkin says crossly. "I'm going to wait right here until you are finished. Then, I will take my shower."

Pumpkin makes her way over to the toilet, lowers the lid, and sits down.

"Could you at least move the curtain?" Pound asks, trying to cover his crotch.

"Nope." Pumpkin says flatly as she grabs a magazine. "The more uncomfortable you are, the happier I am."

"Come on, Pumpkin, please?"

Pound found himself completely ignored now. He knew the only way to get out was to wash the flour off as quickly as possible. He scrubbed his arms and legs in no time at all, but when he reached for his back, there were some setbacks.

"Gosh, Pound! What could possibly be taking you so long? Are you going to spend your entire birthday in the shower?"

"Don't rush me, Pumpkin!"

"Just get that stuff off your back and get out!" She orders.

Pound was trying, really. He threw his arm as far over his shoulder as he could, but he still could not reach his back. He tried twisting his arm behind his back, but he still could not reach it.

"Oh, for Celestia's sake..." Pumpkin groans. "Let me get it."

"W-What?!"

Pound watched as his sister began to strip. She did so as if nothing was wrong. Pumpkin causally removes her shirt and bra, setting her breasts free. Now, let's not make any mistakes here. Pound has seen his twin sister's breasts naked before. That was no shocker. As a brother, he felt nothing for them, but as a male, his penis throbbed with desire. They were huge. Just looking at Pumpkin's breasts made his own chest feel burdened. Pumpkin Cake continued to strip herself. Her pajama pants and thong came last. Pound let out a short gasp when he saw his sister's crotch. It was completely bare. Pumpkin had shaved her crotch and very recently.

"Move over." Pumpkin says as she opens the shower door.

"What are you doing, Pumpkin?" Pound asks, fear rising in his voice.

Pumpkin rolls her eyes and shrugs her shoulders, causing her naked breasts to bounce vigorously.

"I'm going to clean you up and take a shower at the same time. Don't get me wrong, Pound. Watching you struggle is fun and all, but I'm still your sister. Turn around."

The shower was steamy. Pound was grateful for that. If Pumpkin ever saw his erect penis... Well, he wasn't actually sure how she would react. The shower was rather spacious, but Pumpkin was standing a little to close to Pound for his own comfort. She stood behind him, rubbing body gel into his shoulders and down his back. Pound shivers when his sister's hands glide right above his rear before traveling back up.

"Turn around, please." Pumpkin says.

"Why?"

"You still have some flour matted on your chest. This should get it."

Pound nods and does as he is told, and he turns around to face Pumpkin. Almost immediately, he regrets that decision. Pumpkin, being only a few inches away from him, gasps. Pound freezes. His erect penis had made contact, and it was resting against Pumpkin's stomach. Pumpkin backs up quickly and looks down. Her fears were confirmed. It was her brother's penis.

"Pound..." She mutters.

"Pumpkin... Oh, Celestia... I'm so sorry. I can explain-"

"No need for that, Pound." His sister says quietly, still staring at her brother's penis.

"What?" Pound asks, not expecting that reaction.

"It's morning wood, isn't it?" Pumpkin asks.

Pound was speechless. Those were the last words he had ever expected to hear coming out of his sister's mouth. Pumpkin sees his surprise and puts her hands on her hips. Water continued to cascade down on them.

"Pound, I'm not a baby. I know what a boner is. Now, answer my question. Isn't that just morning wood? I know guys get it, like, every morning."

Not knowing what else to say, Pound nods. Pumpkin actually smiles.

"Men..." She says with a sweet giggle. "Well, I don't know when you normally, you know, jack off, and I don't exactly know your morning rituals, so feel free to knock yourself out. I won't mind, Pound. I promise. Give me the shower head, though."

Pumpkin slips past her brother, and she steps into the warm water. Once again, his penis throbbed with joy as it glides across her smooth body. Pound still couldn't believe his sister was giving him permission to masturbate in the shower. Pound rarely did that in the shower, but seeing his naked sister...

"Ooohhh..." Pound moans quietly to himself as he grasps his penis.

Pumpkin was simply beautiful. There was no better word. Her giant breasts swung freely as the warm water fell down her flawless skin. Pound's eyes drifted down to her butt. It was so well defined and well formed, that Pound felt he might cum without even having to touch his penis.

"I won't look, Pound, I promise, but I would appreciate you hurrying up a bit."

"I'm not masturbating, Pumpkin." Pound lies.

Pumpkin turns around and looks at him.

"I can clearly see you holding your penis, Pound."

"You said you wouldn't look!"

Pumpkin just giggles while she rubs soap into her arms and breasts. Pound wasn't sure, but it looked like she was pushing her breasts out, trying to make them look more desirable.

"Pound... Pound... Pound."

"Huh?" He snaps back to attention.

"What are you looking at?"

He had been caught.

"I... Uh..."

"My boobs?"

"I'll just get out, now..." Pound says quietly as he tries to slip past his sister to the shower door.

Pumpkin does something Pound did not anticipate. She blocks his path.

"So soon?" She asks softly. "You never finished..."

Pound yelps when he feels Pumpkin's hand graze up against his penis.

"Pumpkin..."

"I could help, if you'd like..."

"Pumpkin, no." Pound protests. "We can't."

"Why not? I'm your sister, aren't I? Sisters help their brothers..."

"Not like that!"

Pumpkin sighs heavily as she looks down at Pound's hard member.

"I don't even know why..." She says. "... but, I have wanted this. Ever since we turned fifteen, you have been my goal. Pound, do you love me?"

"Y-You're my sister. Of course, I love you."

"No, Pound, not like that. I mean... LOVE..."

Pumpkin tightens her grip around her brother's penis. Pound gasps when she begins to kneel.

"Pumpkin..."

"I want this, Pound. I want this for my birthday, please..."

Pound Cake was speechless. He never would have figured his twin sister, his innocent, and kinda bitchy twin sister, would want something like this.

"H-Have you done something like this before?" Pound asks nervously.

"No..." Pumpkin admits. "I'm a virgin, and I want you to take me. For my birthday, I want you to take me. What about you?"

"What?"

"Are you a virgin?"

Pound almost laughs.

"I thought we knew each other better than that. Do I really look like the guy who can hook up with whoever he wants to at school?"

Pumpkin shrugs.

"Well, you are a socially awkward idiot."

"Says the girl holding my junk less than an inch away from her mouth." Pound counters.

"One more comment like that, and I bite, hard." She replies with a sexy grin.

Pound smiles back. He couldn't help himself. He had to do it. Pound lifts Pumpkin up to her feet, and he forces her against the cold tile wall and kisses her. It wasn't a peak, and it wasn't a smooch. It was a passionate, loving kiss on the lips. Pound's pleading eyes bore into hers as he forced his lips against his sister's. At that moment, Pumpkin felt as though Pound had stolen her heart. She was now positive that she was in love with her brother. She slowly begins to close her eyes and return the passionate kiss. Pound flinches when he feels her soft tongue licking his bottom lip. Pound gladly accepts the invitation and lets her inside. Pumpkin's tongue races inside Pound's mouth and begins dancing with his own. The twins messily swap their saliva as they feel each other's rhythm. Pumpkin's amazing breasts were now flat as pancakes as they were pressed against Pound's chest. Pumpkin brakes the kiss and sighs happily when she feels Pound's penis twitching against her stomach.

"That was... nice..." She says lustfully, holding her brother closer to her body.

"Pumpkin... I really hate to ask..." Pound stutters.

"Yes?"

"Would you mind... If I kissed your breasts too?"

Pumpkin grabs his face and kisses his lips vigorously. When she pulls away, Pumpkin lays her head on his shoulder and begins kissing his neck.

"Of course... you can..." She says in between kisses. "... But let's get out of the shower, first. We've been in here far to long, and Mom might think something is up."

Pound begins to pout.

"Oh, sweetie..." Pumpkin whispers, kissing his neck again. "After breakfast. My room. Be there?"

"I will. Are we going to-"

"Have sex?" Pumpkin finishes for him. "Oh, yes. I want you to take me..."

Pumpkin then kisses him again. The twins stand in each other's embrace for a few seconds, locked in a wet tongue battle.

"I love you, Pound." Pumpkin says as she licks his lips a final time.

"I love you too, Pumpkin." Pound says back, giving her butt cheeks a loving squeeze.

"Of course you do, you big dork." Pumpkin giggles. "Now, let's get out. Would you mind drying off my boobs?"

Pound's heart nearly broke through his chest.

***TO BE CONTINUED***

Chapter 2: Bonds As Strong As Love

Mr. Cake had just set the platter of pancakes on the table when Pound and Pumpkin reached the bottom of the stairs. He smiles at the twins and sits down next to his wife.

"Good morning, you two." He says with a warm smile. "Happy birthday."

"Good morning, Dad." Both twins reply in unison.

Mrs. Cake puts the last plate on the table for Pinkie Pie, and she gives Pound a strange look.

"My goodness, Pound. That was a long shower..." She comments.

Both Pound and Pumpkin both freeze, their faces turning pale.

"Did you get all of the flour off of you? I imagine it must have taken a while to get it all off of you."

They exhale with relief.

"Yeah, it took us a while..." Pound says uneasily.

Pumpkin kicks his shin promptly.

"I meant 'me'." Pound corrects himself quickly. "It took me a while..."

Mrs. Cake doesn't seem to notice the slip in Pound's story.

"Wait, flour?" Mr. Cake asks.

Mrs. Cake snickers.

"Oh, I'm so sorry dear. This morning, while you were gone, I split a bag of flour all over our son!" She says with a hearty laugh.

"Really? Well, that explains the mess in the kitchen I saw earlier. What about you, Pumpkin? Why is your hair wet?"

Pumpkin's face turns pale again.

"I took up all of the hot water..." Pound says quickly. "Pumpkin had to wash her her hair in the sink."

Mr. Cake nods with understanding. Pumpkin looks across the table at Pound and mouths 'thank you'."

"So, Pound, Pumpkin, do you two have anything specific you want to do today for your birthday?" Mrs. Cake asks.

Both twins give each other a lustful stare.

"No, not really..." They both lie in unison.

"I was thinking about seeing a movie." Mr. Cake says. "That new movie, Mareleficent, came out a week ago. You two told us you were dying to see it."

To tell the truth, Pound and Pumpkin actually did really want to watch that movie. They simply loved the leading actress, Angelina Pony.

"What time does it start, Dad?" Pumpkin asks.

"I found several show times we could see. There are Mareleficent showings this afternoon at 2:30, 5:15, and 7:45. Take your pick."

Pound and Pumpkin were both thinking the exact same thing. They wanted as much time to have sex as humanly possible without it being to late.

"5:15." They both answer.

"That is scary, how you two do that." Mr. Cake says with a chuckle. "Alright, 5:15 it is. I'll go ahead and book the tickets online after we eat."

"Um... honey..." Mrs. Cake taps Pumpkin's arm. Would you like a little pancake with that syrup?"

Pumpkin was mindlessly drowning her food. Her foot, however, was mindlessly massaging Pound's crotch underneath the table.

"Pu-Pumpkin, stop!" Pound shouts.

Pinkie Pie stops mid chew and looks at him, cocking her head with curiosity.

"I... I mean, stop pouring the syrup..."

"Oh, right... I'm so sorry." Pumpkin apologizes.

"I think I'm done." Pound says as he stands up with his plate.

"Me too. It was amazing, Mom." Pumpkin follows suit.

"But, you didn't finish." Mrs. Cake comments.

"I'll take care of that." Pinkie Pie says cheerfully, taking the plates from the twins.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Cake asks as they race up the stairs.

Mr. Cake stands to go after them, but his wife stops him.

"Let them go, honey. I want to finish this."

"Me too!" Pinkie Pie squeals enthusiastically.

***

"Wait, your room, or mine?" Pumpkin asks when they reach the top step.

"I don't know. Do you really think we should do this? I mean, what if Mom or Dad comes up here and catches us?"

Pumpkin thinks this over.

"Well, I really want us to do it on a bed. It's more romantic that way, right?"

Pound shrugs.

"Of course... Maybe we could make an excuse for us to have to be in the same room together." Pumpkin suggests.

"How are we supposed to do that? I get a paper cut, and you have to doctor me?"

Pumpkin smiles.

"Something like that..."

***

Mrs. Cake had just finished loading the dishwasher when she hears her son cry out in pain followed by several loud 'thumps'.

"Pound? Pound, are you alright?"

Mrs. Cake rushes to the source of the noise, and she finds Pound twisted and bruised at the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh, Celestia! What happened to you, Pound?!"

"I... I twisted my... my ankle, and... and I fell down the st-stairs!"

"Mom! What happened to Pound? Is he alright?" Pumpkin calls from the top of the stairs.

Mrs. Cake nods.

"He's alright, Pumpkin. Your brother just fell down the stairs."

Pound looks up at his sister and glares. Pumpkin was desperately trying to hide a snicker.

"Pumpkin, dear, would you please help Pound up to his room? I'll be up there shortly with some ice."

"Sure, Mom." Pumpkin says as she wraps her arms underneath Pound's shoulders. "Come on, klutz."

"That was not what I had in mind, Pumpkin." Pound snarls.

"Oh, come on. You're fine. Now, we get to have sex."

"You threw me down the stairs."

"... But we get to have sex."

"How about next time, I throw you down the stairs?"

"You can walk. Help me get you to your room."

Pumpkin 'carried' her brother up the stairs and to his room. Opening the door, she leads him to his bed and lays him down.

"Wow, you have a soft bed." Pumpkin says.

"No kidding. Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Just as she was about to answer, Mrs. Cake enters the room with a bag of ice, a small pill, and a glass of water.

"Thank you, sweetie." She says to Pumpkin. "Here you go, Pound, take the pain killer, and try to keep the ice on your ankle. I'll be back up in a few hours to check on you."

"Can I stay in here, Mom? Pound might want some company." Pumpkin says.

Mrs. Cake smiles.

"Of course, sweetie. That's really nice of you. Take care of your brother, alright?" She asks as she leaves the room.

Pumpkin turns to Pound and smiles lustfully.

"Oh, I will..."

The very second they can hear their mother walking down the stairs, Pumpkin dives onto her brother, kissing his lips roughly. Pound wraps his arms around her, rubbing her back as he returned her hot kiss.

"Pound..." Pumpkin pants heavily as she begins kissing his neck. "Do you think... this is... weird?" She asks in between kisses.

"Is what weird?"

"This... Having sex... Sex with me..."

Pound shakes his head.

"I don't see how it could be. You're my sister, and I love you. Who better to lose my virginity to than the beautiful girl who has always been there for me?"

Pumpkin felt tears swelling up in her eyes.

"Oh, Pound... That was the sweetest thing I've ever heard..."

Pound smiles sheepishly.

"Well, I love you, Pumpkin."

Pumpkin Cake doesn't answer. She was already busy removing her brother's pants.

"Pumpkin? Ow! Watch the ankle..."

"Sorry, Pound. I just... I love you so much. To show you how much I love you, I am going to make you feel incredible." Pumpkin moans.

Pound gasps as a rush of cold air finds his penis. This is shortly followed by Pumpkin's hand.

"My, my, Pound." She chimes. "So hard already?"

"I'm sorry..."

"What? No, sweetie. Don't apologize. I want you to be hard. In fact, I think I can make you a little harder..."

Before Pound could ask what she meant, Pumpkin was already removing her shirt. She tosses it aside. Now, only a thin bra astood in between Pound, and the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen.

"Do you want to take it off, Pound?" She asks softly.

Pound nods, and he begins working on the bra straps. Within moments, the bra was removed and tossed aside. Now, Pound was groping his sister's naked breasts. He loved the feel of their soft touch. Pumpkin felt as though she was gonna cum right then and there. The sensations from Pound playing with her breasts were driving her insane. Pumpkin tried desperately to hold back her moan, but it came out of her lips, dispite her attempts to stop it.

"Oooooohhhhh, Pound... Yesssssssss..." Pumpkin groans as she feels her cum soak through her panties.

"Already?" He asks.

"S-Shut up, y-you... That f-felt amazing... Give me a kiss. Then, I'll make you feel good."

Pound leans up to meet his sister's lips. Still holding onto her breasts, Pound kisses her softly.

"Ready to begin?" Pumpkin whispers.

"Ladies first."

Pumpkin Cake laughs and falls off of her brother, allowing him to climb on top. Pound grinds his crotch against his sister's. Not being able to hold back anymore, both siblings strip completely nude. Pound helps her remove her soaked panties. He was shocked at how good his sister smelled. The aroma coming from in between her legs was mesmerizing. Pound leans down and gently kisses her slit. Pumpkin moans as her brother's lips brush against her slit. His sister tasted as good as she smelled.

"P-Pound... Oh, yessssss..." Pumpkin moans as her brother, for the lack of a better word, eats her.

Pound's penis was twitching with joy. His lips mashed against Pumpkin's soaked vagina as his tongue explored deeper and deeper inside. Still wanting to further pleasure his sister, Pound reaches up her body and begins rubbing and playing with her beautiful breasts. Pumpkin promptly cums. She reaches her climax and releases all of her cum into her brother's unsuspecting mouth. Pound's eyes widen as his mouth is filled and overflows. He even gags before he manages to swallow all of his sister's cum. Even after Pound had finished the mouth-full his sister had given him, Pumpkin's vagina continued to leak. Pound goes to work and begins licking and sucking whatever cum he could find. Once he gets another mouth-full, he doesn't swallow. Instead, Pound crawls up Pumpkin's shaking body, and he kisses her, allowing Pumpkin to taste some of her own cum. Pumpkin welcomes the kiss. The brother and sister sit like that for several minutes, swapping a hot mixture of cum and saliva. After swallowing the saliva-cum mixture, Pumpkin kisses her brother's cheek.

"T-Thank you, Pound. That was... amazing..."

"I'm glad you liked it. My turn?"

"Oh, yes."

Pumpkin pushes her brother off of her, and she sits on his crotch. Pound's penis was laying flat against his stomach as it rested in between Pumpkin's folds. Pumpkin slides her body forwards and backwards, forcing loud moans out of Pound's mouth.

"Oh, Pound, I've wanted to do this to you for years..."

"Really?"

Pumpkin nods.

"Since we were fifteen. I've wanted to fuck you for so long."

With that being said, Pumpkin takes Pound's penis in her hand and lifts it, so it stands strait up, and she lowers her body onto it. Pound has to bite his lip to not yell. He watches as his own sister sits on his member. She was riding him.

"Happy birthday, brother..."

***TO BE CONTINUED***

Chapter 3: Pretty In Pinkie

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***

Chapter 4: A Party To Remember

The morning sun came with a brutal strike. The light purged the dark shadows from Pound's room and forced his eyes open. Pound stretches his arms, searching for his sister, but the bed was cold. Pound shoots up. Pumpkin was gone. Memories from last night's sex flood back into his mind. To say they had a good time would be an understatement. Right on schedule, Pound's door opens, and Pinkie Pie struts inside.

"Good morning, Poundy woundy." She says playfully as she sits on his bed.

"Aunt Pinkie Pie?"

"How is my big, strong man?" Pinkie purrs as she kisses Pound on the lips. "I made you a very special breakfast. Come down stairs."

Pinkie Pie leads Pound out of his room and down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Ah! Good morning, Pound." Mrs. Cake greets him. "Ready for your first day as a big ol' eighteen-year-old?"

"Sorta..." Pound says sheepishly.

"Well, I hope you are, especially since Pinkie Pie spent all morning making this wonderful breakfast just for you."

"What about Pumpkin?" Pound asks.

"She is not awake yet." Pinkie Pie informs him. "I was going to wake her after you finish eating."

"That sounds like a good idea." Mrs. Cake says as she puts some pans in the sink and begins washing them.

Pinkie Pie's hands went for Pound's shoulders.

"Go on, Pound, eat up." She says sweetly while she massages his shoulders.

Pound didn't know what to do. He remembers his sister telling him to tell Pinkie Pie of their secret the night before, but Pinkie's massage felt to good...

"Um... Aunt Pinkie... Oh, wow..."

"What is it, sweetie pie?"

"What's with the special treatment? You've never given me a massage before, or a giant breakfast..."

Pinkie Pie, still rubbing Pound's shoulders, leans down to his neck and kisses it gently.

"Oh, it's just a little something to show my... affection..."

A small smile forces its way onto Pound's lips.

"Right..." He says softly.

"Oh, and after you're done, I think you can help me with something."

"Really? With what?"

"Well, let's put it this way, Pound. My Pinkie senses are tingling in my tush." She says, giving him a very dirty look.

***

Pumpkin watched from the shadows of the stairs. Was she angry? Not especially. She was jealous and even a little horny. She watched her aunt's every motion. She watched as Pinkie touched her brother and kissed him.

"Aunt Pinkie..." She mutters. "Are you grabbing his..."

She was. Pinkie's hand hovered over Pound's crotch as she rubbed the growing mound underneath.

Pumpkin collects her conflicted emotions and walks down the stairs. She approaches her brother and Pinkie Pie. Pound jumps.

"H-Hey, Pumpkin. Good morning."

"Good morning, Pound... Are you enjoying yourself?"

Pound looks down at the plate of food. Even though he ate until he couldn't eat anymore, it was still quite full.

"Do you want some?" Pound asks.

"I might. Will Aunt Pinkie Pie mind?"

"Not at all, Pumpkin." Pinkie Pie says cheerfully. "I'll get you another fork."

With that being said, Pinkie Pie takes Pound's silverware and rushes to the kitchen to get more for Pumpkin.

"Have you told her yet?" Pumpkin asks as soon as Pinkie is out of earshot.

"Not yet. I only woke up fifteen minutes ago."

"Well, when are you going to tell her?"

"I don't know." Pound admits. "I just don't know how she will take it. Pumpkin, she went out of her way to make me a feast. What if telling her about us brakes her heart?"

Pumpkin takes his hand in hers.

"I see what you're worried about, Pound, but you're mine. If Aunt Pinkie can't share you with me, then she can't have you."

"You may be right..."

Pinkie Pie arrives with a fork and knife for Pumpkin.

"I'll leave you to it." Pinkie says. "Mrs. Cake needs help in the kitchen."

As soon as she is gone again, Pumpkin snickers.

"Wow, Pound. She does has a nice set of boobs, but how was she in action?"

"What?! Why would you ask that?"

Pumpkin shrugs.

"I'm just curious."

"Well... Her breasts felt nice. Not as nice as yours, though. She was a great kisser, too."

"What about the 'action' part? Was she good at fucking?"

"Please don't say it like that... You make it sound so... dirty..." Pound says sheepishly.

"You are dirty." Pumpkin snaps. "You fuck your own sister and your aunt."

"Hey, it was just one time. Shut up and eat."

***

An hour had passed. All of his chores were done, and Pound was approaching Pinkie Pie's door. Pound raised his hand to knock, but the door opens before he can even touch it.

"Hey, Pound." Pinkie says causally. "What are you doing here? You don't want to see my girly parts again already, do you?"

Pound shakes his head.

"Are you sure? I'll let you see them, if you want. I really, really liked the way you held my balloons..."

"I'm not here for that, Aunt Pinkie Pie."

"Oh? Then, what can I help you with?"

"Can... we sit down in your room?"

Pinkie Pie nods, and motions for Pound to sit next to her on her bed.

"Alright, Poundy, you have my attention."

Pound wasn't really sure how to begin. I mean, how would he tell her? Hey, Aunt Pinkie! Just so you know, I've been fucking my sister. Yeah, that'll go real well.

"I've been having sex with Pumpkin..."

"You... what?"

"It started yesterday morning... Pumpkin and I had sex before we went to see the movie."

"You... You had sex with your sister?"

"Twice..." Pound admits. "She knows I had sex with you, too. I told her. I don't like keeping secrets, especially from the people I love."

Pinkie Pie stays silent.

"I know you're probably upset, and I don't blame you. If you don't want anything to do with me again, and you hate me-"

Pound is cut off by Pinkie Pie's lips. She was kissing him. A few wet seconds later, she pulls away. A thick strand of saliva connected their mouths.

"W-What?" Pound asks, completely shocked.

Pinkie smiles.

"I'll never hate you, Pound. I've helped raise you since you were a little thing, and I love you with every part of me. If you have feelings for your sister, then I won't stand in your way. I don't want you to have to choose between us."

"Aunt Pinkie, that's exactly what Pumpkin said. She says she doesn't mind us having sex on a regular basis."

"Really? That sounds like a lot of stress, Pound. Well, a lot of stress for you, I mean. Keeping two girls happy is a lot of work."

"I think it's worth a try. I love you, Aunt Pinkie, and I love Pumpkin. I can't stand to disappoint either of you."

Pinkie Pie smiles and stands.

"Come on." She says.

"What? Why? Where are we going?"

"We are going to see your sister. We're gonna have a long talk..."

Confused, Pound stands and follows his aunt.

"By 'talk', what do you mean, exactly?"

"You'll see, Pound... You'll see."

***

Mrs. Cake was not the most observant woman in all of Ponyville, but as a mother, she could tell when something was 'up'.

"Dear,"

"Yes?" Mr. Cake asks.

"How long has it been since our kids would play with Pinkie Pie?"

Mr. Cake shrugs.

"I don't know. Why do you ask?"

"I'm not sure. I just think they have been spending a lot of time together lately."

"Honey, this is Pinkie Pie we're talking about. She's the most unpredictable woman in all of Equestria. Maybe, she's just been in a playful mood lately and wants to hang out with her niece and nephew."

"You may be right, but I still have this odd feeling..."

***

"Pound? Aunt Pinkie? What are you two doing in my room?" Pumpkin asks as she puts down the book she was reading.

"It's alright, Pumpkin, Pound told me." Pinkie Pie says softly.

"He did?"

Pinkie Pie nods.

"He told me everything."

"Well, it's about time." Pumpkin sighs.

Pinkie Pie smiles.

"I love him, Pumpkin."

"I love him, too, Aunt Pinkie Pie. Does this mean we can share him?"

"Uh, guys? I'm right here." Pound says.

"Shush, Poundy. Girls are talking." Pinkie says dismissively.

Pound looks into his sister's eyes. What he saw scared him. Her eyes were ravenous. Something was happening, and Pound wasn't sure if he liked it.

"Did you suck him off?" Pumpkin asks

Pinkie Pie nods.

"How did he taste...?"

Pinkie Pie walks over to Pumpkin's bed and sits down next to her niece. Pound almost shrikes. Pinkie Pie places a hand on Pumpkin's knee and leans forward.

"He tasted a little something like this..."

Pumpkin stays still, waiting. Then, Pinkie Pie's lips make contact. She kisses Pumpkin. Pound watches as their lips mash together. Pumpkin wraps her arms around Pinkie and pulls her down. The simple kiss evolves into lustful making out.

"Uh... Pumpkin? S-Should I leave?"

Pumpkin shakes her way out of Pinkie's kiss.

"No, Pound. Don't go, please."

Pinkie Pie, now sitting up, was already undressing.

"Yeah, silly. You're gonna help us." Pinkie says as she tosses her shirt away and removes her bra.

Pinkie Pie's breasts swung free.

"Wow..." Pumpkin gasps from underneath her aunt. "May I?"

"After Pound." Pinkie says with a huge grin on her face.

She turns to Pound and gives him a look that made his heart flutter. Pound slowly makes his way over to Pinkie Pie. When he reaches her, he is greeted with a tongue-filled kiss. Pumpkin licks her lips as she watches the kiss.

"Feel my balloons, Pound..." Pinkie mutters.

Pound's hand does as Pinkie Pie orders, and it shoots strait for her breasts. Pumpkin was on her knees as she worked on Pinkie's skirt.

"Oh! So eager, Pumpkin..." Pinkie Pie chimes before returning to kissing Pound.

"Says the crazy aunt who's fucking my brother."

"I'm crazy?" Pinkie asks, her tongue still half way inside Pound's mouth.

"Just let me feel your boobs." Pumpkin says impatiently as she reaches for the giant, bouncing mounds of flesh on her chest.

"Pumpkin, I want this moment to last as long as you do." Pinkie scolds.

"Wait, are we really gonna do this?" Pound asks.

Both girls nod eagerly.

"Alright, then who do I 'do' first?"

To Pound's amazement, that question actually stumped his aunt and sister. Pinkie is the first to speak.

"Well, he is your brother, so I think you should have the first round."

"Age before beauty, my dear auntie." Pumpkin counters with a silly grin.

"No pain, no gain."

"What pain?" Pumpkin asks.

"Have you ever had anal sex before?" Pinkie Pie asks causally.

"No..."

"Oh, then you are in for a treat." Pinkie says lustfully.

Pumpkin and Pound both gulp, hard.

"T-Treat?" Pound asks.

It's Pinkie's wink that makes his penis twitch.

"Yeah. Pumpkin is gonna be feeling sore inside if her butt for days."

Pound and Pumpkin exchange awkward glances as Pinkie Pie brakes into laughter. Neither brother nor sister knew how this threesome would end.

"Pound, why don't you keep your sister busy while I get rid of these annoying clothes..." Pinkie Pie says as she removes her panties.

Pumpkin was trying to strip as well. Her heart was racing. She was nervously anticipating the anal sex that would soon come.

"You heard her, Pound..." Pumpkin mutters, biting her lip. "Keep me busy..."

She wraps her arms around Pound's back and pulls him into a deep, loving kiss. The twins fall over so Pound is on top. He begins humping her gently, extracting giddy moans from his sister. Pinkie Pie was now fully nude. She moans and plays with her slit as she watches the twins go at it.

"Let's get rid of this..." Pumpkin moans as she pulls Pound's boxers down, exposing his fully erect member.

Now, only Pumpkin's panties stood in between Pound's member and her slit. Pinkie Pie solved that problem. She helps Pumpkin slip out of the last of her clothes. Pound shares a quick kiss with his aunt before returning his attention back to his sister.

"Do it, Pound..." Pumpkin begs. "Put it inside..."

Pound does as his lover commands. He slowly pushes the tip of his penis inside of her. The rest of the shaft follows shortly after. Pumpkin lets out a long moan. Pinkie Pie moans a little herself. Watching her niece and nephew having sex turned her on in ways she had never experienced before. Pumpkin's massive breasts jiggled and bounced with every thrust from Pound's member. Pinkie Pie can't stop herself from taking Pumpkin's breasts in her hands. She focuses on her left nipple. Pumpkin watches as Pinkie Pie begins to suck on her tit. Pound could see everything from his position above Pumpkin. It only encourages him to pump his meat inside his sister at a harder and faster pace. Pumpkin has to hold a hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming. The feelings of pleasure were immense. Pound felt he was getting close, too.

"I... I think..." He stutters.

"No, Pound. Don't cum inside her." Pinkie Pie warns, still holding onto Pumpkin's breasts.

Pound remembered. They didn't want a baby.

"Turn over, sweetie..." Pinkie tells Pumpkin.

Pumpkin does as she is told, and she rolls over so she is laying on her stomach.

"You can cum in here, Pound..." Pinkie Pie says, rubbing her finger around Pumpkin's anus.

Pound had never had anal sex before. He had never even considered it. Pinkie Pie had suggested it once after their shower, but he never thought it would actually happen. He found himself in the perfect position to penetrate his sister's anus. Pumpkin playfully wiggles her butt, tempting him to ram his member inside.

"Now, push the tip in slowly..." Pinkie Pie coaches. "We don't want to hurt your sister."

Pound nods, and he does as Pinkie instructs. Pumpkin lets out a sharp inhale as the tip of her brother's penis poked her anus. Pinkie Pie grabs Pumpkin's cheeks and pulls her into a deep kiss as Pound pushes his member deeper inside. Pumpkin screams into Pinkie's mouth as her anus is torn open. After burying his entire shaft inside, Pound pulls it out and repeats. With each thrust, Pumpkin's muffled screams became muffled moans. The 'pleasure' part was starting to kick in. Pound was enjoying himself, too.

"Oh, Pumpkin..." He moans. "It's so tight..."

Pinkie Pie breaks her kiss with Pumpkin, and she positions herself so her breasts are directly in front of her niece's face. Pumpkin accepts the offer and begins hungrily sucking on Pinkie's nipples.

"Oooohhh..." Pinkie Pie moans. "That feels good, Pumpkin..."

Pumpkin felt as though she was in paradise. On her hands and knees, she was being pounded in the butt by her brother while suckling her aunt's breasts like a hungry baby.

"Ahhh... Pu-Pumpkin..." Pound moans.

He was getting close, again.

"That's it, Poundy woundy..." Pinkie encourages. "Release your frosting inside your sister's butt..."

That was the last straw. Pound bites his lip to keep himself from screaming as he ejaculates inside his sister. It was the strongest orgasm he had ever felt. Pumpkin's eyes widen as she feels the warm, creamy cum fill her anus, and she smiles. Pinkie Pie gives her a quick kiss before making her way to Pound. He was worn out. As soon as he pulls his member out of Pumpkin's anus, he collapses.

"You look exhausted, Pound..." Pinkie says as she presses her lips against his.

Pumpkin was shaking, as well. She couldn't move from her hands and knees. Pinkie Pie helps Pound up and positions him so his face is right in front of his sister's trembling butt.

"You did a great job, Pound... Why don't we clean her up together?"

Pound watches with interest as Pinkie Pie kisses Pumpkin's anus. She begins lapping up the cum dripping out, catching as much as she could in her mouth. When her mouth was filled to the brim with his cum, Pinkie turns to Pound and kisses him, forcing the cum and saliva mixture into his mouth. Pound was to tired to protest. He didn't care. He accepted his aunt's gift and even gave some back. The two of them sit like that for several long, filthy moments, swapping the cum back and forth until they had swallowed it all.

"That... was fun..." Pinkie Pie moans as she observes the scene around her.

Pumpkin was already out cold, and Pound looked like he would be in the same state soon enough. Pinkie Pie helps Pound off of the bed and guides him to his room. When Pound is safe in his bed, she tucks him in.

"I'll see you in a few hours, my little Poundy woundy..."

She exits his room and returns to Pumpkin's to get her clothes. When she is fully dressed, she makes her way down the stairs and into the bakery. She is greeted by Mrs. Cake.

"Good morning, Pinkie Pie." She says cheerfully. "Have you seen Pumpkin and Pound? They vanished after breakfast."

"Oh, they are taking naps. The poor babies stayed up all night playing. They just need a little more rest." Pinkie Pie says without a stutter.

Mrs. Cake nods with approval and resumes her baking.

"Alright. Well, hurry up and get your apron on. We have a busy day ahead of us."

***TO BE CONTINUED***

Chapter 5: In The Crosshairs

Having a twin is a beautiful thing. A twin is someone who shares a piece of you. Twins aren't always identical. For instance, if a boy and girl were identical twins, that would be terrifying. It is the physiological and emotinal bonds that twins share that is the stuff legends are made of. Pound and Pumpkin, twin brother and sister, share a bond like no other. Their hearts, and genitals, collided together without warning and without regret. What was already a strong bond became something far greater. Friendship became love, and love became companionship. This is the end of their story... and the begining of their new life together.

"This is unbelievable..." Mrs. Cake mutters as she holds her hand to her head.

Several days later, after the great threesome, Pound and Pumpkin were caught. It was Mrs. Cake who smelled the thick aroma of sex emanating from Pound's room. When she investigated, she found her children making love. She took it quiet well, actually. She didn't yell. She didn't flip out. She didn't tell her husband, either. She did, however, give them a brief interrogation... and a warning.

"H-How long has this been going on?" Mrs. Cake asks them.

"We have been doing this for a week, since our birthday..." Pound admits glumly.

"Alright..." Mrs. Cake nods. "Does anyone else know?"

Pound and Pumpkin exchange sad looks.

"Aunt Pinkie Pie knows..." Pumpkin says. "She was... with us when we were..."

Mrs. Cakes eyes widen to the size of diner plates.

"She has had sex with you?"

Both twins nod. They were on the verge of tears.

"Yes, ma'am, both of us..." Pumpkin says quietly. "Oh, Mom, please don't hate her. We love Aunt Pinkie Pie."

"Yeah, Mom. Aunt Pinkie means everything to us. Please don't punish her. Punish us instead." Pound pleads.

Mrs. Cake couldn't believe Pinkie Pie would have sex with both of her children. Her mind was completely blown.

"Alright, Pound, if she really means that much to you, I won't punish her."

Both twins sigh with relief. They were glad they could save their aunt from their mother's wrath.

"As for you two, I don't want you having sex with each other anymore. Incest is a foul thing, and it should not be practiced in the Cake household."

"No, Mom! You can't do that!" Pound yells. "I love her! She is my life!"

Pound was in tears, holding onto his sister's arm out of desperation. Pumpkin was crying, too. She wraps her arms around her brother to keep him from leaving.

"Pound, Pumpkin, stop this right now. It's not right for a brother to have sex with his sister."

"No!" Pound pleads. "I love her!"

"And I love him..." Pumpkin growls through her teeth.

Something inside Mrs. Cake's chest sparked. She came to realize something. What she realized was that this was not just recreational, lustful sex. This was true love.

"Pound... do you really mean that? Do you really love her?"

"More than anything, Mom. I love her with all of my heart." Pound says with pride.

"And Pumpkin-"

"Yes, Mom. If I can't have my brother, I won't have anyone else."

Mrs. Cake bites her lip. She bit down to the point where she could taste blood. The twins flinch when she clears her throat.

"Alright..."

"A-Alright?" Pound asks.

"You two can stay together, but you must keep in mind that I do not approve."

"Are you gonna tell Dad?" Pumpkin asks.

"No, I won't tell your father. If he finds out about your relationship, then you will have to deal with him alone. I will not protect you, and you do not have my blessing. You are old enough, and mature enough, to make your own decisions now."

"Thank you, Mom." Pound says as he hugs her.

"What about Aunt Pinkie?" Pumpkin asks.

"What about Pinkie Pie?"

"C-Can we still... you know..."

"You still want to have sex with Pinkie Pie?" Mrs. Cake finishes for her.

Pumpkin nods.

"Yes, but please just make sure you are quiet. The racket you were making was how I found out in the first place. Well, that and the smell." She says. "I have one more question... How EXACTLY did this start?"

Pound cracks a small smile.

"You started this, Mom, when you spilled the bag of flour on me. I took a shower, like you asked me to, and Pumpkin jumped in to help me wash off..."

"Then, after breakfast, we had sex in his room." Pumpkin finishes. "He was so sweet and gentle, Mom. Did you and Dad ever make love to you gently, or was me more aggressive?"

"I'm not discussing that with you, Pumpkin. Now, go to your rooms. You two are grounded for the afternoon."

"Yes, ma'am..." They say in unison.

Pound and Pumpkin stand up to leave the kitchen.

"Thank you, Mom." Pound says, giving her a crazy grin.

"For what, dear?"

"For letting me keep my sister."

Mrs. Cake almost smiles as she watches her children walk up the stairs, holding hands. Maybe, she would keep her vow. Maybe, she would never approve of her children's love. Pound and Pumpkin didn't care. They had each other. Mrs. Cake grins as soon as they are out of sight."

"You're welcome..."

***THE END***

Epilogue: Home Is Where The Pie Is

"Pumpkin, I'm home!" Pound announces as he enters the bakery.

He is met without reply.

"Pumpkin?" Pound asks again. "Pumpkin, are you here?"

"She went out, sweetie!" Pinkie Pie says from the next room.

Pound follows the sound of her voice to the source. When he finds Pinkie Pie, she is standing in the kitchen, half nude. The only article of clothing she had on her gorgeous body was a pair of thin panties. Her back was turned as she stirred some batter in a bowl. Pound's member twitches happily in his pants. He approaches Pinkie Pie and wraps his arms around her waist.

"Hey, Pinkie..." Pound says as he kisses her neck.

Pinkie Pie puts the batter bowl aside and turns to face her nephew.

"I've missed you all day, baby..." Pinkie Pie moans as Pound begins sucking on her naked breasts.

Pound suckled her nipples hard, alternating back and forth between them. After a few moments of aggressive sucking, Pound gets his prize. Pinkie lets out a deep moan as milk begins leaking out of her left nipple. Pound laps it up eagerly.

"Aunt Pinkie, your breast milk is the best..." Pound says as he gulps down a mouthful.

"Don't... take all of it, Pound..." Pinkie Pie cautions. "I need some of that milk for this dessert..."

The front door opens and closes again, signaling the arrival of Pumpkin Cake.

"Hello?" Pumpkin's voice asks.

"We're in the kitchen, Pumpkin!" Pinkie Pie calls.

Moments later, Pumpkin Cake enters the kitchen. She finds a half-prepared batter bowl and Pound with his lips on Pinkie's breasts. Pinkie Pie was stroking his hair as he suckled her.

"Hey, Pound..." Pumpkin says seductivly. "How about you show your wife a little love?"

Pumpkin drops her groceries and unbuttons her shirt, exposing the massive tits underneith. Pound gives Pinkie Pie one last kiss on the lips before turning to face his sister.

"Hey, baby cakes..." Pound says with a chuckle as he takes her breasts in his hands.

Pumpkin moans as he squeezes them while kissing her neck.

"Oh... Poooound... You're sooooo good to me... I wish this honeymoon would last forever..."

"Me too..." Pound agrees. "So, what is this big dessert you two have planned?" He asks the girls.

"It was your wife's idea, really." Pinkie Pie admits. "She wanted to stack two brownies on top of eachother with a half-inch thick layer of peanut putter in between. Then, we drown the whole thing in chocolate..."

"That sounds like a heart attack waiting to happen." Pound says with a chuckle. "Are you sure you can pull it off?"

"Pound, look at who you are talking to." His wife scolds.

Pumpkin flicks her husband's head playfully before joining Pinkie Pie at the counter with the groceries she bought. Pound sighs happily. He watches as Pumpkin and Pinkie Pie share a loving, tongue-filled, kiss at the counter as they gathered the ingredients. He knew he was the luckiest man in Equestria.

"Oh, Pound..." Pinkie Pie chimes. "I think we both could use that frosting spreader of yours after we are done with this..."

Pound's 'frosting spreader' twitches violently at the sound of his aunt's request.

"Of course, Pinkie Pie..."

Pound unzips his pants and approaches the counter.

"Time to pound some batter..."

***POUNDING PUMPKINS***