Here it was, Hearts and Hooves day, and here was Pumpkin Cake, all alone. She looked in the mirror and asked herself if she had what it takes to be loved. Every pony she knew had a stallion friend..every pony except her. To her it appeared that she just wasn’t attractive, she saw the way the stallions looked at the other mares and noticed that none of them ever looked at her that way. She was a beautiful 19 year old, she had everything it took to be attractive to Stallions, so why weren't they attracted to her?
“What’s wrong with me?” She asked herself, shaking her mane. Her mane had grown long, soft and silky, it was highlighted with blonde and had a touch of red streaks. Her coat had significantly lightened and instead of being a striking, bright orange, it was now almost beige, and it too, shone with blonde highlights. Her blue bow in her mane was sparkly and shone like diamonds. Rarity had given it to her for a birthday, the old one had become tattered and worn, and Rarity generously sewed her a brand new one, adorned with sequins and a blue topaz in the middle. Pumpkin Cake’s azure eyes were stunning as always. Unfortunately her eyes just didn’t see the beautiful young mare she was becoming..
It was times just like these when she wished her mother was here. She missed Cup Cake so badly, the loss left an aching, empty hole in her soul that ate at her every second of every day. She moved on, but she just never really got over it.
Four years prior, the family went on a camping trip to Winsome Falls. Cup Cake was trying to get a picture of the rainbows down in the plunge pool. Despite everyone’s warnings, she inched closer and closer to the edge. She slipped on a wet rock and fell, her camera hit the rocks and broke into a thousand pieces, and when she hit the impact killed her immediately. The family found her downstream a little ways where she came to rest on the shore.
On the other side of the wall, Carrot Cake was also looking in the mirror. Hearts and Hooves day just wasn’t getting easier with the passing years..in fact, it was worse. Since he and Cup Cake met, Hearts and Hooves day was always so special, every year they would go out to eat at their favorite restaurant, have a few drinks, then go home and sit in front of the fireplace….and just be alone with each other.
He wiped a tear away. He missed his wife so badly. She had been his world, his life, his everything. When she died she took a piece of him with her- the one piece that completed the puzzle.
He constantly reminded himself that had they never gone camping, she would still be here. If he had just been with her on the overhang of that waterfall, maybe he could have stopped her from slipping. If he’d just taken them to a place not so close to the falls, she wouldn’t have seen the rainbows and wanted a picture. There were so many things that could have prevented her from dying that day. if only he had thought of them first. If only…..if only. She would still be alive. He still remembered it like it was yesterday. She leaned over to get a better picture. She leaned over and tightened her footing. Then leaned a little further, and a little further. He could see her start to slip and he ran over to her, but he just couldn’t grab her fast enough. The image of her plunging down the falls was one that would be forever stamped in his memory. He remembered how beautiful she looked even as she fell into the deadly pool of rainbows.
Carrot Cake did the best he could in raising the twins by himself. Often times Twilight and Fluttershy, and of course Pinkie Pie, would come over and help him, Pinkie Pie had been the twins’ second mother, she actually came through for them in a way that Carrot Cake never thought possible. The twins grew up fairly happy, and healthy, Pound ended up finding a young mare very early in life and he went off to start a family of his own, while Pumpkin just stayed around, not in any big hurry to leave, Carrot assumed it was because she felt bad about leaving him alone, but the truth was that Pumpkin just enjoyed being around her father. She figured if she couldn’t find a Stallion she may as well just stay home with her father.
Carrot and Pumpkin went into the hallway at the same time, bumping into each other in an awkward manner. Blushing, they did the ‘excuse me” dance before finally headed in opposite directions. Carrot watched her go downstairs.
She was so pretty, she was beginning to look just like her mother. She was growing tall and svelte, having lost her baby fat and pudginess.
Carrot stood and watched her. He never really took the time to just watch her..he was always busy doing something, he never had the change to actually just observe, and so he did just that.
“H...Hey Pumpkin?” Carrot asked, a bit shaky.
“HI dad.” Pumpkin smiled. Her mane fell over her eyes and she looked stunning.
“L..Listen sweetie...I was...I was wondering if maybe you would like to go out and eat tonight.”
Pumpkin Cake smiled.
“You mean a father daughter Hearts and Hooves Day date?”
“Yes. A father daughter Hearts and Hooves day date..”
Carrot Cake was actually nervous. He was afraid she wasn’t going to say yes.
‘Dad, “ Pumpkin said, “ I would. I would love that.”
"Great! Then it’s settled! A father daughter date tonight!”
The two of them broke away and each started to get ready for tonight. Carrot Cake went up into his room and started the bathtub, and then realized that he was wildly excited for this. His tummy was full of butterflies, he felt like a colt again, he was high, high on life, and for the first time since Cup had died, he was happy.
On the other side of the wall, Pumpkin was brushing her mane and tail and washing her bow in the sink. She too was excited about tonight!! She wondered why on earth she could possibly be so excited and giddy to go on a date with her father, but she was indeed!! When Carrot was in the bathtub, Pumpkin snuck into his room and looked through the closet. She found one of Cup’s dresses and decided to wear it tonight to surprise her dad. .
Carrot waited nervously downstairs. He wondered why he was nervous..this was, after all, his little girl, the filly whose diaper he changed, the filly who he fed with a bottle, the filly whose butt he cleaned...the filly who was...his little girl.
He heard a rustling sound and looked up the stairs. Here she was, in Cup’s dress, the same dress Cup had worn when her and Carrot had their first date. It looked beautiful on her. Carrot couldn’t stop staring at her. He had never seen his daughter in this light. He started to feel a little tinge down there and felt his dick moving around trying to get hard. He quickly started pacing back and forth again. “What’s wrong?” Pumpkin asked.
“N...nothing honey...it's just that you...you...you look so beautiful tonight.”
Pumpkin Cake blushed.
Carrot couldn’t believe what had just happened. Did he really just try and get a hard on looking at his very own daughter?
She came down the stairs and smiled at him. She hugged him, and Carrot could feel his dick firing up again. This time, however, he wasn’t able to push it back down. This time it came all the way up in all it’s glory.
He blushed, and laughed an uncomfortable laugh.
“I understand. “ Pumpkin reassured him, “ you haven’t felt the touch of a mare in a long, long time. It’s ok dad.”
But was it ok to feel this way about his daughter?
On the way to the restaurant, Carrot couldn’t stop thinking about how good Pumpkin looked in her mother’s dress. The way the fabric stretched tight over her curves, the way her mane fell and rested feather like on the dress. And the way she smelled. She put on some of her mother’s perfume. Carrot hadn’t smelled that perfume in four years, and he remembered how much he missed her. Was it ok to have these thoughts about his daughter?
Meanwhile, Pumpkin couldn’t stop thinking about her father’s dick. It was massive!! She had seen a few dicks in her day, with her and her friends screwing around spying on the stallions, and they were some big ones, alright..but her dad’s….her dad’s was…. he was hung like a horse.
When she hugged him, she had a strange sensation course through her body. She felt like she belonged in his forearms, with his hands around her. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him. She suddenly felt a strong physical attraction to him. Was it ok to have these kinds of feelings for your own father?
The pair returned home after dinner and lit a fire in the fireplace. Pumpkin was giggly and giddy from the two glasses of wine she drank. Carrot figured it was ok to let her have a little wine, she was, after all, almost a mare, and in her father’s supervision.
Once home, they lit a fire and sat in front of the fireplace.
They pulled out an old photo album and talked about each and every one of the pictures in there.
“ I miss mom, “ Pumpkin said.
“I do too.”
.
At the same time they both leaned in to look at one of the pictures, then realized they were face to face….very closely face to face.
They looked into each other’s eyes.
Pumpkin blushed. Her father had never looked as good as he did now. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the way he combed his mane ...either one...he just looked good.
Pumpkin could feel his breath on her face. He was wearing cologne, it was a leather scent with a hint of musk. She noticed a fleck of blue in Carrot’s eye that she’d never seen before. The longing became unbearable and Pumpkin placed her lips on his. Both of their tongues darted into each other’s mouths. The heat of each others mouths sent a current through them. Carrot Cake put his hands on the back of her head and she threw her head back, he moved his tongue along the inside of her cheeks., over her tongue, her teeth, and the roof of her mouth. Her mouth was warm and her breath smelled sweet. Pumpkin loved the way his tongue felt, it just fit, it fit perfect. Thier tongues entwined and danced with each other in a play of passion.
Carrot Cake, holding her head in his strong hands, sucked on her tongue and made a slurping sound when he released it. He licked her lips, and, breathing heavy, moved his tongue down her throat, to her chest, and he gently undid the buttons to her dress. He ran his hands over her breasts- a strong sensation shot through her when he touched them, she felt butterflies in her tummy. “This is so wrong,” she thought, “It's so wrong but it feels so right.”
She wrapped her hands around his waist. He pulled her close and found her nipples, which he wasted no time in fondling. He gently squeezed her breasts, and then bent down to lick one of them. It felt so good, she pushed toward him and when he had her breast in his mouth he nibbled on the nipple and she nearly exploded.
“Dad,” she exclaimed, “oh dad that feels so good.”
He took her hands in his and guided it between his legs. He was getting good and hard now. She ran her hands up and down the shaft and fondled the head with her fingers.
“Taste me, “ Carrot said, and laid down on the rug in front of the fireplace. He pulled her down with him. She licked him from his lips all the way down to his enormous cock. She kissed the head, and ran her tongue down the shaft along the protruding vein, fondling his balls in her hands as she licked him from the top to the bottom and back again. He was breathing heavy, his cock was so ready to get wet, he couldn’t wait to put it in his daughter’s nice wet, tight pussy.
He was amazed at how well she did this very similar to the way her mother did. She spit on his cock several times and as she stared at him she stroked the spit all over the shaft. Moving on to his balls she gently took one in her mouth, then the other, moving them from cheek to cheek, gently caressing them with her tongue. Carrot Cake closed his eyes and moaned, he wondered if he was ever going to feel like this again..and he was pleased that it was his own daughter to do it.
She moved her tongue to his anus and rimmed it until she stuck her tongue in full force. Carrot Cake bucked and cried out loud. THAT was something his wife never did. She poked her tongue in and out of his anus and pressed it flat against it, all the while looking at him with seduction in her eyes.
Pumpkin Cake turned her concentration back to his cock. She took the head in his mouth and sucked on it, spitting on it and kissing it. A few drops of pre cum came out, she wiped it up with her finger, and then rubbed her lips, and seductively licked it off. She positioned herself over his cock and then took him in her mouth. Carrot bucked again. Pumpkin wrapped her lips around his throbbing cock and slapped it with her tongue. She opened her throat and took as much as she could all the way down her throat. With her hands on his balls, she let him rhythmically fuck her face. Again, all Pumpkin Cake could think of was how wrong this was, how immorally and societally unacceptable this behavior was...but to her, it was the beginning of something beautiful, and she hoped her father felt the same way.
Carrot Cake pulled out, not wanting to cum too soon. He laid Pumpkin Cake on her back and spread her legs. HIs tongue found her opening. He inserted three fingers inside and moved them around as he licked her wet labia. She smelled just like her mother. She tasted just like her mother, but just a little sweeter because she was younger.
Carrot Cake covered every inch of her pussy, starting at the labia and pushing inwards to her clit. He put another finger in her anus and nibbled on her clit, sending her through the roof. She wiggled her hips and pushed into him. wishing she could suck him up in his entirety.
Pumpkin Cake couldn’t stand it anymore. She wrapped her arms around her father and rolled him over, then straddled him. She positioned her pussy right over his dick and with her hands, she moved the head around just inside her. Carrot Cake was so hard, his dick so big, Pumpkin couldn’t wait to have it inside.
She sat down and took his entire length inside. It slid it slow and easy, fitting like a puzzle. Once he was in, she grinded on his dick, slowly, rhythmically. She tightened up her kegel muscles to give him a big squeeze, and that was something else his wife didn’t do.
Pumpkin Cake sat up and started to ride. She could feel his dick inside, moving in and out, it felt like the head was pounding into her cervix, it gave her tummy butterflies and her body overcome with shock sensations. She had no mercy as she fucked him, she bounced up and down on him and rotated her hips from side to side. Both of them were sweating which made it easier for her to grind. Carrot Cake gritted his teeth. This was…. this was...it was his turn now.
He pushed her onto her tummy and lifted up her hips. He stuck three fingers in her anus and with his dick nice and lubricated, it went easily into her anal cavity. Pumpkin Cake’s toes curled.
Carrot Cake pushed in as far as he could, he pushed on her tummy to make it a little tighter and rammed her ass. He loved the way it looked to see his dick coming out of her asshole. And when it went back in...oooh, oooh my. Her tits would wiggle and jiggle with every thrust, his balls slamming up against her pussy. He had never been this turned on in his life.
Her pussy, her pussy needed some, too. He pulled out and without skipping a beat he thrust into her wet pussy. “OH!” he cried out. She was so tight, so wet, so inviting. He inserted his thumbs in her ass and spread out her cheeks as he watched himself destroy her virgin pussy.
He loved the way the slimy strands looked when he pulled out, and saw them disappear when he went back in.
In and out he pounded, moving her body several inches from where he laid her down. He wondered if her back was going to have rug burns.
Pumpkin Cake embraced every second of this. His dick fit inside her like it was supposed to be there all this time. She had her legs wrapped around his body and bucked her hips in perfect synchronization.
Carrot Cake started to pound faster and faster..he was getting ready to cum. He felt the tingle in his balls. He pulled Pumpkin Cake close and when he blew his load he held perfectly still, deep inside as his balls drained their milky white fluid inside his daughter's pussy
Both of the lay holding tight onto one another..trembling. This was the best thing to happen to him in a long, long time.
"Dad, " Pumpkin Cake whispered.
"Yes sweetheart." he replied.
"Do you think Im as pretty as mom?"
"Yes sweetheart. You are just as pretty as mom. You did everything just like your mom did. Some things you did even better. "
"Dad?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Carrot Cake couldn't wait to find out what their foal looked like, and if the sex would be even better.
