Gemini Ties

Busy traffic, of course it was busy. Even though it was one of the most deserted side roads between Ranchtown and Ponyville, it was only a full day before Hearth’s Warming and everyone was making the last minute trips. Spark and Voltage were no different in this case. Spark sat at the wheel of their white van with the Gemini Ties logo stuck on the side of it. It was fairly late at night at this point, the two of them had packed up the back of the van and drove in the early afternoon, but already they had been stopped multiple times for multiple reasons.

On the subject of stopping, traffic, once again, grinded to a halt. As before, Voltage exasperated an Spark knew what was coming.

“This is why I said we should take the train!” Voltage said with her hands out toward the windshield as if to illustrate her point. “But nooooo, you had to drive the van to Ponyville because-”

“Because Dad told me he wanted to see the van. This was his idea, not mine. He wanted to take a look at the engines and make sure we got a good deal on them, maybe even spruce them up a bit.”

“Yeah, it’s call ‘saying no!’ No one said Dad had to see the van just because he’s a mechanic. We could have been to Ponyville by now if we’d taken the train.” Voltage crossed her arms and slumped in her seat, giving that pouting pony sigh.

“This whole ‘no sex’ thing really has you going doesn’t it?” Spark asked, not sure if he should bring up the subject right then and there, but he figured a good change in subject may take her mind off of their little bind.

“I’m already feeling withdrawal. You already made me cum twice this morning before we left and I feel like I’m going to start itching and getting chills.” Voltage was very aware that semen, especially the good kind like Spark had, could be highly addictive in its properties. Even so, this was best for both of them.

“Well, yeah I can’t say I disagree with you, but it is for the best. I mean, we were very lucky to dodge Mom and Dad for those years we were--” He paused, not sure how to put it eloquently.

“Fucking when they weren’t looking?” Voltage said, having popped out her little mobile gaming device from her pocket, the Game Gallop.

“Um, yeah. I mean, we seriously almost got caught when you were rubbing one out on the couch under the cover. I mean, Dad was right there in the kitchen and you were giving me a boner that could be seen from space.” He looked over at her as she seemed to be fixated on her game as it glowed in front of her face.

“Mmmm yeah, but I was so fucking wet from the movie we were watching. I mean, come on, I was eighteen and just discovering sex. Even a PG-13 sex scene was enough to get me hot. Not to mention you were watching me.”

“How could I not? I was eighteen too, obviously, the whole twin thing. And stallions tend to have a stronger sex drive than mares. So, yeah, you rubbing one under the cover and flashing me your wet twat was going to do it.” As he was talking, he didn’t notice that her hand was rubbing her crotch as she closed her mobile game. “Oh come on, Voltage!”

“No! You did this! You had to remind me of your huge boner and now this is happening!” She said as she pulled her pants and panties down and started rubbing one out on her car seat. Her finger went between her outer labia, feeling her juices flow over her digit as she started to breathe hard.

“Awww come on, already we’re showing weakness.” Spark tried his very best to keep his eyes on the road. The traffic had gotten a bit lighter, and was moving a little more freely now but it was still important to keep his eyes on the road.

“Uh huh, Mr. Boner.” She pointed to his crotch, which was sporting a gigantic stiff cock.

“Well what did you expect?” He kept telling himself to keep his face front and center, though he did sneak a few peeks as she uncovered her tits and started rubbing them.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, already sending him into another frenzy about road safety, but she reached over and started to unzip his pants. With a flick of her wrist she brought his gigantic horse cock into view and started to jerk it.

“I’m guessing you won’t say no to one last little romp before we get there. We still have a little ways to go.” Voltage winked at him with a smile. “Not to mention if you don’t I’ll go fucking mental.” She whispered closed to his ear as she leaned over and nipped at it.

“No, I guess I’m okay with-- UMPH!” He was interrupted as she leaned over and engulfed his cock head in her mouth. Her knees on her seat and her ass downward so it wasn’t sticking out in the view of her side window. Even if it was very dark outside and hard to see inside their car, she didn’t want to take any chances of being seen by other cars passing them by. Her fingers kept busy between her legs, sliding into her pussy and out onto her clitoris, repeating that action as juices flowed over them. She bobbed her head on his dong as he kept his arms spread out and his hands firmly on the steering wheel.

She hummed her pleasure onto his dick as she continuously slid her tongue up and down his shaft and only got more concentrated as his breath became labored. Spark’s driving skills came hard into play as she did this, doing his best to keep a maximum distance from the sedan in front of them while keeping a good speed with his twin sister’s head doing its work. Voltage slid the head out of her mouth and started licking all up and down the front of his length. Exhaling a breath of ecstasy, she leaned the side of her head onto his pants and worked her tongue down onto his balls. She smiled as he wriggled slightly, his manhood twitching at the strong sensation of his testicles getting licked. Her hand grasped his gigantic cock and began to jerk it hard as her lips began to press against his scrotum.

“Oh God, Volt! I’m gonna cum! Don’t get my pants dirty!” Sweat gleamed on his forehead as his eyes were intently fixed on the road as hard as they possibly could be. His palms became clammy and his arms stiff as ironing boards.

In response, Voltage ran her finger down to her clit and pressed it hard to trigger her own orgasm. It came easily and caused a fresh sheet of juice to flow onto her fingers as she gorged her mouth onto his throbbing head. She sucked his glans with all of her might and stroked his shaft with ease as her saliva lubed her endeavors. He gave a hard grunt and came as his cock twitched, releasing his sperm into her mouth. She gulped every bit of it down as his studly manhood spat load after load of hot semen.

As she sat back into her seat with a sigh, Spark was still hard as steel but able to relax some. They breathed hard enough to fog up their windows slightly. After a few minutes Spark was able to zip cover his boner with his underwear and close up his pants. Voltage pulled her pants back up over her very wet vagina and leaned back onto her head rest with a smile.

“Alright, from this moment on, we nix it entirely. It’s just two days of chastity. We can pull it off with ease, no problem.” Voltage said in a soft voice.

Spark nodded. There was, however, a long moment of silence that followed. Both of them felt that moment of silence. That silence turned into a twinge of doubt between the two of them. Whether or not twins could know what each other was thinking had always been a question that has stimmed for ages upon ages. Still, only twins could know whether it was right or wrong among themselves and in that moment they thought the exact same thing. They were doomed.

They arrived pretty late at night, but not too far off from their original ETA. The two of them started walking up the walkway, carrying their briefcases after they parked the van in the driveway of the house.

“Dear sweet Celestia, I am beat.” Spark’s eyes drooped, his head hurt and his legs ached.

“Just remember, it’s only for two days, we’ll get through this somehow. Hell, it may not be all that bad.” Voltage said, then let out an extremely deep yawn as her eyes closed tight and opened up halfway. Her head sunk forward and she sighed. “Oh, who am I kidding, this is gonna suck a fuck.”

As they walked, Spark’s ears perked up a little bit as he heard something in Voltage’s suitcase. “Voltage?”

“Hm?” She turned her eyes to him.

“Why is your luggage jingling?” He said and looked down at her suitcase as she rolled it on two little wheels behind her.

“Don’t worry about that. Come on, we gotta get into character.”

They made it to the door, both of them slumped over and just not feeling up to knocking on the door. It took everything for them to muster up the willpower. In fact the two of them even started elbowing one another to do it instead. Spark finally took a deep breath and grimaced as he knocked on the door about as half assed as he possibly could.

The door opened, and there stood an older mare. She was a little thick, but not overly overweight. She was coated in yellow fur and her green eyes widened as she saw the two bright, smiling twins with their arms open and excitement in their poses.

“Hi Mom!” They both said in unison. The mare unicorn, Corona exasperated as she saw them both.

“Oh! Oh! Piston! Come quick!” She shouted back into the house as she whined so sweetly, she met in the embrace of her son and daughter. “Oh my sweet babies, Mommy’s missed you so much!” She kissed them both on the cheeks and grabbed onto two of their suitcases to help them bring them in. “Come on in! I’m almost done with dinner!”

They walked in and were wafted with the wonderful smell of dinner rolls, gravy and daisyloaf.

“Well, well, well.” A taller, broader stallion walked in with his blue hair parted to the side and his red fur going with his green sweater in a kind of Hearth’s Warming theme he did every year. “If it ain’t the big man with the fancy shop.” He cracked open a beer and then handed it over to Spark, who took it, and he held up his own to his son’s tapping the two cans together.

“Thanks, Dad.” Spark smiled and the two of them chuckled, hugging, patting each other on the back.

“And you, get over here.” Piston said to Voltage and walked over to her as they met in a loving embrace. “How’s my sweetheart?”

“Fine, Dad, we brought our gifts with us if you wanted to open them tonight.” Voltage said as the two twins started to bring their stuff to their room down the hall as Piston followed them, sipping his beer.

“Nah, your Mom wants to do that stuff tomorrow night on the Eve. Tonight we’re gonna have dinner and call it a night. You two look beat.” Pistonhead chuckled as they got to their room and looked around, seeing it was partially empty but their bunk bed was still there.

It brought back a lot of memories for both of them. They hadn’t even been moved out for that long, but it felt like forever. They didn’t regret moving out by any means, but it was always nice to get a feel for their old beds, which Spark was now pressing with his hand to make sure it still had his indentation. He remembered he use to hide a lot of porno mags under this mattress, and if he was correct, one or two of them should still be under there.

“Alright, dinner’s ready!” Corona called from the kitchen. All of them went to the dining room and sat down at the table. Spark and Voltage packed up their plates, as did their Dad who kept his beer as a drink while they all had a little cider on the side of their helpings. Spark had already misplaced his beer, which he didn’t care to go and find.

“So, I’ve been hearing all kinds of news coming from Ranchtown, apparently there was quite a bit of excitement over there in the past few months. Did you hear about all of those shenanigans?” Their Mom asked as she sat down to the meal.

Spark and Voltage looked at one another. Not only had they heard about it, they were right in the middle of everything. Not only had they almost lost their entire shop, but they took down a billionaire business tycoon and laid waste to his entire corporation in a matter of just three days.

“Yeah, we heard something about it.” Spark said after stuffing his face with daisyloaf.

“Uh huh, something huh?” Piston chuckled. “You think we’re that dumb, son? I heard all about your little venture into the business world. You don’t think dear old Dad knows what’s going on?”

Both twins eyed one another for a moment and looked at their Dad who shoveled another bit of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

“You got plenty of business out that whole snaffu didn’t ya?” Piston said, sipping his beer.

Both of their eyes widened, and Spark swallowed what remained of the daisyloaf in his mouth.

“Yeah, actually, business has been booming since that other repair shop closed down in the whole thing.” Voltage laughed a little bit, joined by Spark. Neither of them knew if there actually was a repair shop that Rich co. owned or not, but their business had been amazing after everything was said and done. Not to mention they had enough money to buy a whole nother store if they really wanted to. So technically, they weren’t lying.

“I knew it! Hot damn, that’s fantastic, son! I always knew you kids had something going when you fixed that damn dryer in the garage.” Piston started eating again.

Voltage and Spark were a little surprised he brought up the dryer, since it was him that hindered their repair on it. Still, neither said anything.

“Voltage, dear?” Corona spoke, drawing her attention. “Why haven’t I heard anything about a nice young stallion in your life?”

Spark could already hear Voltage’s thoughts spewing expletives. This was obviously not the first time their Mom had brought up the subject. Their eyes darted at one another, then back down to their food.

“Oh, Mom, it’s been such a crazy year. Business has been entirely too good to even think about a relationship. You know?”

“Yeah, we’re making bits hand over fist. It’s been great.” Both of them smiled sweetly.

“Yeah, Corona, the kids have their heads screwed on right.” Piston spoke up for them, to both of their surprise. “First you gotta make the money, then you can waste it on having a coltfriend.” Piston started laughing a bit.

Both twins gave a half-hearted chuckle at this, blinked a few times, then went back to eating, hoping that that subject went far away and never came back.

“Alright, so your mother is going to be going to the church group tomorrow, and I’m sure both of you have no interest in that. When she gets back, we’ll be doing the whole Hearth’s Warming movie thing, so that’s all I ask of you.”

Both of their brows furrowed. Once again, their Dad surprised them. The mere fact that he knew they wouldn’t want to do the church group thing was entirely out of character for him. Not to mention when he said it, their Mom was already nodding and smiling like she instantly understood. It was as if their parents were actually treating them like... adults?

The rest of the meal went off without a hitch. The four of them talked of old times, who from their high school was married, who was pregnant and who was still working at the gas station down the street. It certainly was not anything like they expected, in fact, it was actually somewhat pleasant.

“Okay, kids, we’re going to get this place all nice and cleaned up, you two go get settled in.” Corona said as she started collecting dishes.

“Oh, Mom, I can get those for you.” Voltage started taking up dishes as well and this made the yellow mare put on a warm smile.

“Well, you can help me, I won’t turn you down.” They moved to the kitchen while Pistonhead got up from his chair at the dining room, motioning to Spark.

“Come on, son. You told me about these little toys you bought two months ago, and now I can finally get my hands on one of’em.” He said as he moved to the garage to open it up. He grabbed his coat from the coat rack and put it on. Spark put on his small blue jacket and followed his dad through the garage, around their large blue sedan that was parked in the middle of it. Around the garage, there was the old familiar toolbox that he and his sister use to use in their various repair tasks that they honed their skills with. There were even the same burn marks on the floor of the garage from their various mess ups. Especially the dark black one off to the side when Spark tried welding for the first time.

Pistonhead approached the white van and saw the words “Gemini Ties” along the back with all of their call information and address. To his surprise, his Dad started to nod.

“Not bad, son. Not bad. You got some top of the line stuff. And you said they’re both the same year, make, and model?” He looked at Spark, who nodded. “Damn, son. You done good.”

His Dad had always been so judgemental of motor vehicles. Spark could have sworn his old man was going to give him an ass reaming for what car he was going to buy no matter what it was.

“Dad, why are you being so…” Spark started to say, but then his Dad turned to him, his yellow eyes toward his son with a smile.

“Spark, you honestly will never understand until it happens to you.” He said, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one in his mouth. “One day, you’re getting your kids out the door to school before work, coming home to a mess of a house and thinking you have it all. Next day, you have an empty house and your kids are outshining you and making you proud. It’s nothing I can explain, not in a million years. You done good son, I don’t think I ever told you that enough when you were a colt.”

Spark didn’t know what to say. It started to make a little more sense of why his parents pushed for them both to come visit them this year. They were so busy last year, Hearth’s Warming kind of came and went. Maybe it affected them a little more than they expected.

“Come on, son. I don’t wanna keep you out here in this mess.” He said, referring to the very cold winds that were coming in from the east. As he patted Spark on the back, he started heading back inside, putting his cigarette butt in a well placed can in the garage. They both went inside.

The twins settled in as they normally did, unpacking all of their things and life turned back to its norm back before they moved out. Voltage stayed up with Corona, telling little tales of their time in Ranchtown while they sat by the Hearth’s Warming tree while their Dad went off to bed and Spark went to their room. They had their laughs and their hugs until Corona finally had her time and went off to bed.

Spark set up his laptop on their desk, though and checked his messages on his e-mail. Mostly, it was the common rabble, but one piece of mail did catch his eye. A message from Vineyard. He instantly clicked on it, and was greeted by a Hearth’s Warming card.

“To my favorite customer, Happy Hearth’s Warming Eve. Wishing you were here to give me your present. Until you do, here’s something to keep you nice and warm on those cold nights of the season. From your number one fan, Vineyard Shinola.”

At the bottom of the card was a link to an attachment. He clicked it and it began to download at the bottom of his browser. As it opened, he was greeted by a picture of Vineyard in a red, fluffy outfit that did very little to cover her nether region. Her red, fluffy thong wrapped around her legs at the mid thighs while still staying attached to her mound, revealing her pelvis and her crotch while barely clinging to her vagina.

Her tits, however, were simply wrapped in a red fuzzy fabric, while her purple furred breasts were in full view with her dark purple nipples sticking out as they were held up by black straps that wrapped around the bottom of her orbs. She had on nothing else, and her hands began to massage her breasts as the camera focused on her whole midsection, with only her smiling mouth seen on her face.

“Mmmmm, I hope your holidays are going as well as they can. If not, I hope I can make them better.” She said in a deep, luxuriously seductive tone as she pushed her tits together and wiggled them a little bit.

Spark’s eyes were as wide as they could be. Even though he’d already cum a couple hours earlier, his manhood was already growing in his pants as she slid her thong down just a little bit to expose her asshole and the very tiny patch of green pubic hair above her cunt. Spark didn’t even think about it before he undid his pants and pulls them down to his knees along with his underwear. He was jerking his cock by the time she took her thong completely off and shoved her fingers into her already wet, dripping twat, moaning his name softly, calling herself his little whore and rocking against her fingers as they fucked her.

Spark’s huge horse cock was already hard as steel as his hand squeezed it and jerked it up and down as precum seeped from the tip of his glans.

“Aherm!” Voltage cleared her throat loud as she closed the door behind her, making Spark jump out of his fur. He turned toward her slowly with a nervous smile on his face. She looked at his rock hard penis in his hand, then looked at the screen which now had Vineyard on her hands and knees fucking herself with her middle and ring finger as she looked back at the camera with a gaping maw.

“Ummm…” Spark looked back at the computer screen, then back at her. “Vineyard says hi?”

Her glare at him was all she responded with, her eyes going from his face, down to his cock, every time her face grew more grim and angry.

“I thought we agreed!” She tried to be as quiet as she could.

“Well, I mean, the thing is…” Spark scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

There was a spat and there were some words. The two of them came to an agreement.

Voltage held in her loud gasps as Spark pushed his cock deep through her soaking labia and into her sopping wet cunny. She controlled the video of Vineyard fingering herself with her legs spread wide open and both of them watched as Spark fucked his sister until he reached his hilt. He leaned her over the desk in front of the computer, almost ripping down her pants to get to her. As his pelvis pressed harder against her, she started to sweat and hold in her moans as best she could, both of them gasping for breath, making sure to listen for any movement down the hall where their parents slept.

“How in the--nnn! Fuck did you talk me into--ah! This!” Voltage griped as she tried to whisper as low as she could, finding it harder and harder to keep quiet as her brother’s hot rod pounded her wet pussy. She bit her lower lip as his hands grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them. He gazed down at her asshole and her cock stuffed pussy as he was approaching his orgasm, starting to hump her slower, but harder.

He loved the way her moans turned to whimpers as he pounded her mercilessly in the crotch. Her hands went to her mouth and she nearly bit down. She came ever so hard, covering his cock in fresh juices. She did very well to keep from crying out, but she could not stop from breathing very intensely.

That’s when they heard the door open from down the hall. That heart jump and heat in their faces came fast as both of them began to scramble. It was literally impossible for Voltage to stop breathing so damn hard, and she did her best to pull up her pants.

The door opened and Corona looked in on the two of them.

“Honey? Are you alright?” She asked as she looked in. Spark was laying in the bottom bunk under the covers and Voltage was down on the ground, doing push-ups. She looked up at her Mom and looked surprised to see her. Spark looked up from a comic book, issue 210 of Ruky Ruke, and waved to her.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, Mom. Just doing my nightly push-ups.” She said as she switched to her left hand and began doing one handed presses.

“Oh, well you can take a break from that, can’t you?” Corono’s head bobbed up and down as she watched her daughter do the pushups.

“No way, Mom! One day missed is one day too many!” She said this and Spark looked over at her as he looked up from one of his old comic books he found in the drawer of the nightstand against the wall by their bed. He was rather impressed with how far she was taking this whole thing.

“Well, alright, I’ll see you two in the morning. Love you!”

“Love you, Mom!” Both of them said in sync. Voltage plopped down onto the floor as she closed the door and started breathing something fierce! Spark got out of bed, his cock still in full “swing” and picked her up off the ground.

“Oh, I swear I’m gonna kill you, Spark.” Voltage said as he pulled her into the bed and started using the comic to fan her off.”Uuughh, once I regain consciousness.”

“It’ll be fine, Voltage. Besides, seriously, almost getting caught renewed me.” He said and it took her a minute to process what he said. She opened her eyes to scowl at him, then looked down at his very large boner. He stopped fanning her as she scowled at him again.

“Keep fanning me and I’ll pretend like I’m not going to do serious bodily harm to you.” His eyes widened and he started to wave his comic toward her again. She closed her eyes and kept breathing and sweating.

Morning came, there they were in each others arms. The blanket wrapped around them as they slept peacefully huddled up together for warmth in the bottom bunk of the bed. Spark was the first to stir. He squinted as he opened his eyes, the morning sun from outside clearly shining through the curtains in front of the window behind him. He looked down at his sister who had her back to him with his arms wrapped around her. Her hands were clenched against his as she held them against her upper chest. Spark didn’t want to move and wake her, she looked so peaceful in his arms. This wasn’t the first time he’d woke up like this, but it’d been such a long time since they’d slept in his bed like this.

“Hey…” Voltage said, slightly opening her eyes to look at him. He smiled and chuckled.

“Good morning.” Spark whispered to her.

“Good morning!” The door swung open with their Dad popping in and smiling. Both of them were startled to point of yelping, their eyes widening, now fully awake. “Well look at the cute little foals all cuddled up. Was it too cold last night?”

Both of them nodded, both of their eyes still wide almost to the point of bulging.

“Yeah, this heater’s old. We should probably get a new one at some point.” Piston said, chuckling and looked around at their room. “Yeah, not much has changed. So anyway, breakfast will be ready here in a bit, so wash up and do what ya need. Mother will call ya.”

Both of them nodded once again and watched as he closed the door once again.

The two twins breathed a gigantic sigh of relief.

“Dear lord, I thought we were fucked…” Voltage whispered as she uncovered their bottom halves, revealing his dick deep inside of her exposed vagina.

“Well, technically--”

“I will smash you Spark. I do mean smash!” She gave him the evil eye and then let out a very long moan as he slowly pulled his cock out from her. “Looks like this visit may feel a little longer than we thought.”

“Yeah.” Spark laughed a little bit. They both got out of bed and started getting ready.

The day went about like it was planned. While their mom was off doing church things, their Dad stayed home and started placing the late gifts below the tree; the ones that the twins brought with them. He also did a few other little chores here and there and batted the twins away when they offered to help. The large, red stallion really just wanted them to relax, knowing that they’d had a busy year already.

So the two of them went to the living room to sit on the couch. They started up the popcorn and went through the movie collection in their parents’ shelf. The traditional Hearth’s Warming were all lined up at the end of the shelf and it didn’t take them long to choose their old foalhood favorite “The Fluffy Pony Christmas Adventure.” They figured since the parents weren’t there, they’d save them the heartache of having to suffer through the cheesy cartoon movie. They both knew it was terrible but they couldn’t get over their nostalgia goggles for it.

As they sat down on the couch, Spark noticed that Voltage brought a very soft blanket that she draped over their legs and midsections. He smiled at her kind gesture and started the movie. They both hummed the Hearth’s Warming version of the theme song as it began and swayed side to side as they did. As he smiled at her, he noticed that she was giving him the eyes-half-open look with her smile. He had on a puzzled look as she was fidgeting with her hands down by her hips, sliding them down to her thighs. Once she relaxed again, she grabbed his hand and slid it over to her crotch. His eyes widened as he felt her very wet quim. His fingers pressed on her outer labia, making her give a subtle gasp.

They were barely five minutes into the movie at that point when their Dad came back inside from the backyard.

“Welp! Hearth’s Warming lights are up and on and we’re ready for that good old fashioned Hearth’s Warming spirit.” Piston said as he walked in and smiled at them, with them smiling back. Then he looked at the movie on the screen. He rolled his eyes.

“Oh, this movie.” Piston said and gave a little laugh. Both of them were somewhat relieved when he walked into his bedroom, figuring he’d take a nap, however, he came back out with a hardback book and sat down in his chair which was closer to the TV. He was not facing them, but they were definitely in his peripheral.

When Voltage figured he would loosen his grip, Spark only tightened it. The orange pony turned her eyes over to Spark, who was grinning at her. Her eyes were puzzled at him at first, but that was when his finger slid slowly into her and her face hardened a little. At first, it was disbelief in his implications, then it was absolute lust as his finger began to work in and out of her pussy hole. She wanted to get angry with him, but she really couldn’t. It felt too good! Her eyes shot over toward their Dad to see he was only turning a page.

She looked back toward her brother, who still wore the same grin on his face. The sudden urge to kiss him on the lips came to her. The impulse to just french kiss him and smother his face in her naked breasts while she bounced on his hard prick. The two of them faced the TV set again, but his hand only caressed her sopping slit even faster, causing her to bite back a moan. Her hand clenched his thigh, rubbing hard over the front of his pajama pants until she felt the outline of his very large penis, which was already throbbing hard.

“So, you kids heading out tomorrow afternoon, you said?” Piston asked as he looked up to the TV to see that the Fluffy pony was helping the Hearth Warming Spirit deliver all of the toys to the foals of the world.

“Um--ummm, yeah we gotta open shop, but before that, we had something planned with our friends back in Ranchtown. They helped us a lot back in those harder parts.” Voltage said, having to compose herself enough to think and talk at the same time while her brother dealt with the absolute torrent coming out of her privates.

“Yeah, and Pop is making us a special cake for when we get back.” Spark said as he started to vibrate his hand inside of her, causing her to clench her jaw completely shut. It was one of her worst weaknesses, she dug her nails into his thigh, not out of anger but out of urging him on as much as he possibly could.

“Oh, well that’s fantastic. You know, it’s always good to have friends who aren’t just there for the good times. You know a true friend is the one who sticks with you through the thick of it. I’m real happy you found some like that.” Piston said, smiling as he looked at them, making Spark stop with the vibrating hand trick. Voltage made an audible sigh as he stopped, but still managed to put on a tiny smile.

“Yeah, they’re the best.” Voltage said, but instantly pinched his hand as their Dad turned back to his book. Spark turned on the pressure at that point. Voltage’s mouth opened wide as her eyes closed tight. Her hands rubbed and down both his forearm working on her crotch and her massive hard on through his thinly layered pants.

She reached her breaking point, finally. She shook something fierce as she came all over his hand, drenching it in her juices. The two of them looked down at her naked pussy underneath the cover to see that she left quite the puddle of wetness in the couch cushion beneath her. He opened his hand to show her that it was also in quite the damp state. They both looked at one another, trying to decide what to do about it. They looked at their Dad to make sure that his attention was completely focused on his book. If they chanced it, Spark could go to the kitchen and get some paper towels and bring them back.

However, all of that came crashing down as the front door opened and in walked Corona. Their mother greeted them and both of them sat back on the couch with wide eyes. Spark eyed Voltage and her eyes turned to him, wide and unresolving.

“Hey Mom!” The twins said as she walked into the living room in full view of the two of them.

“Are you two cold? We can get you a bigger blanket than that.” She said as she walked toward the master bedroom.

“Oh, we’re fine, Mom. We were actually just getting a little warm. We can put this in the laundry room.” Spark said as he just started wiping his hand on the blanket itself from the inside. Voltage cringed as he did this, but then rolled her eyes, figuring there wasn’t much else they could do with a fully mobile parent walking around. She did the same with her crotch, and even tried to wipe up some of the stuff they got on the couch cushion. They wiped up as thoroughly as they could and then went ahead and did as they said, putting the blanket in the washing machine.

They watched three more movies with their parents until the night came and Piston decided it was time to start the festivities. All of them gathered around the tree and after a few minutes of organizing the presents, they decided that since the twins were leaving tomorrow, they would go ahead and just open all of the gifts that night.

They drank hot chocolate, opened presents and littered wrapping paper all over the living room concentrated around the tree. Voltage and Spark got matching sweaters, something their parents hadn’t given them for a very long time. They got their Dad a large new set of socket wrenches and their Mom a very expensive telescope for when she went out into the backyard and did her stargazing. Voltage got a new video game for her console and Spark was given a brand new soldering iron with all of the attachments.

It was a jolly old time and in the end, both of the twins admitted it went by just fine, far better than they had come to expect. There was no guilt tripping them into staying for a little while longer, there was no forced advice on how to live and their parents seemed genuinely happy to see them come and visit.

Finally, after all of the wrapping paper was cleaned up, they decided it was late and time to turn in.

The twins got into their room and Spark was still sorting through all of the pieces of the soldering iron, which he actually was pretty excited about. His iron was very old and used up and the burner on it didn’t heat up like it use to. This was quite the upgrade.

“Looks like the wiring work will go by a lot easier now.” Spark said as he started putting all of the pieces away in the box. “Can’t wait to try this sucker out.”

“Hmmmm, hey Spark.” Voltage looked at him with a sweet smile, which he raised an eyebrow at.

“Yeah?” His concentration went straight from the soldering iron set to her, he’d seen that smile before.

“Could you get me the scissors so I can open this?” She said, holding up her game which was still wrapped in plastic around the case. Very flimsy plastic, which could easily be penetrated by a fingernail or even a simple, well placed pinch.

“Ummm sure. I’ll go get it now.” He didn’t question it because he knew that smile, that was a smile that told him just do what she said and she wouldn’t cause him any harm.

He put his new soldering iron with his luggage and went off to the kitchen. He looked in the drawer under the microwave to retrieve the scissors. He got them out of the drawer and as he turned to walk back toward the room he heard the sound of little bells. He stopped for a moment and his eyes furrowed a bit. He blinked and kept walking toward their bedroom.

As he opened the door, there was Voltage strapping her muzzle with a bridle, while the rest of her body was similarly strapped. Only, around her hulking breasts was a strap lined with round bells. The leather straps around both of her thighs were also lined with bells, while the small belts around her torso were buckled as well, giving her that look like she had an extreme bondage fetish. She turned to him and struck a very seductive pose, her hand on her thigh with her legs spread apart and her hooves balanced on the floor while one of her knees was bent. On top of her head was a red stocking cap with white lining and a white poof ball at the tip of it, which was dangling on the side of her brow.

Spark came close to dropping the scissors, but decided that wasn’t a good idea so close to his hoof, so he decided to just place them on the desk beside him. In the same motion he very gently but quickly closed the door.

“Hey Spark, I decided to go ahead and give you your present.” She grinned and pressed her arms around her breasts. Her nipples were covered by the thicker leather belt lined with round bells. They jingled a little bit. His eyes went down to her crotch, which was completely uncovered by anything. With her wide legs he could see that her pussy lips were glistening quite a bit as the lewd dress was, indeed, getting her hot.

She turned around and leaned against the bed mattress as she moved her red and blue streaked tail to give him a much better look at her ass. The three purple lightning bolts of her cutie mark were also in full view.

So? What do you think?” Voltage asked as she wiggled her ass some, letting the bells jingle some more. Then she looked down at his pajama pants to see that his cock was, indeed, growing quite a bit. “Oooohh, never mind. I guess I have my answer.” She back up into him and pressed her back against the front of his torso, placing her hand on the outline of his cock. She knew he didn’t get a chance to cum on the couch, so now was probably the best time to relieve him. She reached into his pants and grabbed hold of his hardening shaft.

“Ummm, it’s awesome, Volt, but about the bells.” Spark started to say more but then he was engrossed by the sensation of her hand starting to rub the flimsy skin of his large dong.

“Mmmmhmmm, we’re gonna have to be extra careful.” She winked at him. Without even noticing, his hands went up to her tits, exposing them as he moved the belled strap upward over her bust. She gasped a little as he grasped her round orbs, his forefingers and middle fingers pinching her already hardening nipples. Her hand went to the side of his cheek as he began to kiss and nibble on the nape of her neck. She got goosebumps from the touch of his mouth on her. She moaned softly as he caressed her breasts and her hand only worked harder on his length and girth. With her other hand, she pulled his pants to the bottom of his thighs where they dropped to his hooves.

Without a thought, his horse dick went straight up between her legs and his length started to rub against her pussy lips, rubbing moisture onto him. Her breathing became labored as she tightened her legs around his penis. Her natural lube was starting to make the process much smoother as she grew ever more wet.

She released him and got down to her knees, shoving the head of his dick straight into her muzzled mouth. The bridle she wore made opening her maw a little more difficult, but she didn’t care, it just meant she had to tighten her mouth around him. One hand went down to the base of his shaft, gripping his balls and caressing them as her mouth did its work on his glans.

Already she started to hear the telltale signs of an oncoming orgasm. She grinned at him, the mischief in her intent was drawn clearly across her face as she released his testicles from her grip and slid his head out of her mouth. He whined a little bit, causing her grin to widen. Voltage’s hand pressed his upper shaft against her cheek to where she could feel the warmth emitting from him. Giving his head little licks, her fingers began to very lightly skim across his shaft. He throbbed with pressure at that point. Voltage was quite impressed with her work, but Spark was not so happy. He scowled at her and she looked up toward him with those sweet, innocent eyes.

He knew better, though. It was times like these when a little discipline came into play. He grabbed her by the arm and bent her over the bed in a rough fashion. She gave a small yelp as the bells on her clattered and unstrapped the belled belt around her tits, letting it fall to the ground. Spark grabbed both of her tits in a firm hold as he began to hotdog his cock between her very tight ass cheeks. Every time he did, the bells on her jingled a little louder.

“Spark!” She gave a nervous whisper. “You’re making too much noi--oooh!” His shaft only pressed harder against her outer labia, which was soaking wet from all of the excitement. Without warning, his cock invaded her very wanting hole. She cried out hard, muffling herself into the mattress as she pressed her muzzle against it. Voltage gave passionate curses into the soft surface.

He fucked her hard! Every single thrust was met with a moan of pure ecstasy. She was so exposed, so helpless against him and she loved it! The bells jingled with abandon as he ravaged her very willing body and laid waste to her with a lancing blow twice per second. She climaxed once but he gave evidence that he was not going to be slowing down. As much as Voltage tried to hold steady to keep the bells from jingling, it was no use.

Spark triggered another climax inside of her and another sheet of juice drizzled his hot rod as it continued to pump into her. Her vagina put his cock into a tight vise, but he kept pushing against it, unhindered by the pressure she was causing on his manhood.

Still, he was not without his weakness in the session and his hold on his orgasm was waning very fast. Spark made sure that she came a third time before he truly began to plow into her flooding pussy. Voltage was howling into the bed at this point, pulling the comforter around her face and squeezing it around her muzzle to keep herself from being heard but he heard every bit of it. He came like a fucking firehose then. His semen shot into her and began to drizzle out of the opening of Voltage’s cock stuffed hole. She clawed the comforter through her fourth cum, her teeth gritting and her eyes clenched shut.

They stayed there for a moment, gasping for breath as he finally pulled his softening prick out of her.

“Dear sweet lord, Spark.” Voltage whispered as she popped her head from under the covers. “Where did that come from?”

“Hey, you were the one trying to edge me.” Spark pointed at her as he sat down on the desk chair. Voltage laid on her side, still breathing hard, trying her best to calm down but the sensations resonating through her crotch were still hitting her hard. Those wonderful repercussions made her quiver in delight, but the exhaustion still weighed heavily on her.

“Yeah but--” The door down the hallway opened once again and her head shot upward to look at him as they both went wide eyed.

“Sweet Celestia, children, what is all of that jingling?” Corona asked as she opened the door. There was Spark at the desk, his pants back on, and his soldering iron out with the jingle belt in his hand.

“Oh, sorry Mom, I’ve been meaning to fix this thing for a friend of mine, and I think the soldering iron might actually do the trick.” Spark smiled at her as he shook the bells a bit.

Corona looked over at Voltage who was curled up on the bottom bunk of the bed, the covers wrapped around her as she snoozed.

“Shouldn’t you wait until your sister isn’t sleeping anymore?” Corona tilted her head at her son.

“Oh, she’s out. She hasn’t made any noise except for snoring for the past hour.”

“She slept through all of that jingling you were doing? It sounded like you were smashing that thing against something.”

“Yeah, I have to make sure the bell is secure before I give it back to him.” Spark started to grow a little hot under the collar as his made up story started to unravel a little bit. “Still, it looks like it’s fixed.”

Corona blinked a little bit, then looked over at Voltage who still seemed sound asleep, even letting out a small snore.

“Well, alright then. Put that away and get some sleep, Spark. Make sure your sister can get some rest, alright?” Corona said as she stepped away from the door.

“Alright, goodnight, Mom.” He smiled and she smiled back at him.

“Goodnight, darling.” Corona closed the door, and both of them let out a very overused sigh of relief.

“Wow, I literally cannot believe she bought that.” Voltage whispered as quiet as she could and he nodded, very carefully putting the belt back into the suitcase.

It took a moment to get the belts and bells off of Voltage without causing too much racket. Still, when it came off it came off fairly silently and they put it away. The two of them sighed and got into bed, nuzzled up together as they both covered up under the comforter.

“Seriously, that was close.” He whispered into her ear, which flicked a little bit. She got goosebumps as she felt his hard on come up between her legs once again. Voltage clenched her hips around it as it rested against her red, puffy, well fucked pussy. She put her hand on the side of his muzzle and led him into a deep kiss as he softly rubbed it against her very wet crotch.

“Mmmhmm…” She hummed her approval into his mouth as she slid her tongue into it next. She caressed the side of his face and enjoyed the slow sensation of his hot rod between her legs, rubbing against her aching pussy.

They didn’t finish, though, falling asleep with his arms around her midsection. They rested comfortably and enjoyed the familiar feeling of Spark’s old bed. It was, after all, the first bed they ever shared such intimate moments with one another.

The morning came and they had breakfast with their parents. They had their laughs and they shared memories of their past; though some of them they would rather forget. They shared as much time as they could with Pistonhead and Corona before they finally had to load up the van. They stood and started saying their goodbyes in the driveway.

Spark turned to Piston, who smiled and motioned him over. The two of them embraced.

“You take care, alright, boy?” Piston smiled and pumped his fist against Spark’s shoulder.

Spark slapped his hand on his Dad’s arm and nodded. “We’ll be back, it’s not like it’s forever.”

“Yeah you better make sure it’s not forever, or I’ll sic your mother on you.” Piston said, and both of them turned their heads toward Corona who was talking to Voltage.

“No you won’t.” Spark grinned.

“No, no I will not.” They laughed and shared another embrace.

Corona hugged Voltage and kissed her cheeks for about the fifth time that morning. She was growing teary eyed and her motherly instincts were kicking in in a way she really couldn’t control, and Voltage knew that.

“Now, remember that eggnog recipe I told you about. Be sure to try it before you serve it, because you may have put in too much bourbon.” Corona said, frantically trying to come up with more things to talk about. “Oh, and be sure that Spark doesn’t burn himself on that soldering iron, I saw the way he was using it last night, and I know that flux gets really hot.”

“Mom, Mom, we’ll be fine. Spark has been soldering things longer than I have. Not to mention he fixed the bell belt.” She said, holding both of Corona’s hands, making sure she kept that story straight.

Her Mother pursed her lips and held her hands together in front of her chest tightly. The bright yellow mare honestly didn’t know what else to say. Voltage took the initiative that time and wrapped her arms around her Mother. The two of them shared one more embrace.

“I’ll miss you Mom.” Voltage said, bringing tears to Corona’s eyes now streaming down her cheeks.

They said their goodbyes, and after nearly prying their Mom off of them with a crowbar, they got into their van and started driving back. There wasn’t much else to talk about between the two of them. It was just another day, the wind was cold but the snow was melting around the outskirts of the town.

As the two of them watched the signs go by, they saw the sign “Now Leaving Ponyville! Thanks for Visiting!” They looked at one another.

Out of the few times they visited their parents, this was probably the best out of all of them. After all was said and done, it was certainly worth it to strengthen their family ties with Mom and Dad. Mutual respect went a long way, after all. Spark and Voltage decided that perhaps they should work more visits with them into their schedule. What harm could it do?