A Rock Solid Family

Maud shook her head while looking down at Pinkie Pie, her luscious pink body sullied by lascivious juices and pie remnants caked on her face and hands. “As a responsible sister I can’t allow myself to leave you like this, not to mention the mess would only exacerbate the already questionable stains on your bed,” she droned, casting an eye at the sticky remains of Limestone’s foray earlier that evening. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up a bit,” the grey mare intoned as she hefted Pinkie onto her shoulder before exiting the room. Quietly she proceeded to the bathroom while Pinkie gently snoozed, draped over her shoulder.

Entering the restroom and closing the door behind her Maud sat Pinkie down on the side of the bathtub, her fluffy pink hair acting as a cushion as her head rested against the wall. Reaching down Maud turned on the bath faucet, allowing the hot water to being flowing, before she stood and began pulling her nightgown over her head. As the nightgown rose Maud’s exquisitely thick marecock peeked into view, dark grey and vascular as it dangled from her loin. Maud’s cock wasn’t the longest between her sisters but it was definitely the thickest of the bunch.

“Mmmmm,” Pinkie mumbled, stirring slightly, “I smell cupcakes.” The pink mare’s head rose slightly as her sister stood before her. Blindly her snout rose and slunk forward before pressing itself against Maud’s flaccid member causing the grey mare to start.

“Pinke,” Maud droned, her head still enshrouded by the nightgown, “please refrain from your somnambular frivolities.”

“Awwww,” Pinkie whined, gingerly grasping the fat cock in front of her, “but I wanted to play with the balloon animals. Just gotta pump them up first.” The pink mare’s hand gripped the grey cock before her, squeezing and pumping its length while smiling mirthfully.

Pulling the nightgown from her head Maud looked down at her sister and sighed, “Let’s get you into the shower lest your shenanigans result in unforeseen consequences.” Maud pried her sister’s hand from her cock and stepped into the tub, pulling Pinkie Pie to her feet and in with her. Reaching around her sister’s squishy pink rump Maud leaned forward to switch the flow of water from the tap to the showerhead, causing warm water to begin cascading over the two.
Pinkie hummed happily as the water pattered across her body, running over her ample bosom and down her soft midsection. Opening her mouth she let the water sprinkle across her face and over her tongue. “Blech,” she spat and her nose scrunched up, “I wanted candy rain.”

“Pinkie the machinations of your subconscious never cease to amaze me,” Maud said while shaking her head behind her delusional sister.

“Mister foreman,” Pinkie twirled in place, “I wanted the candy rain! Can you fix it?” The pink mare’s sleep filled eyes affixed Maud while the two stood breast to breast.

“I’m neither a foreman nor qualified to operate the pegasi machinery needed for such an atmospheric event, should they exist in the first place,” Maud dully replied.

Looking down Pinkie studied Maud’s tits, while nowhere near as large as her own they were larger than Limestone’s and rivaled Marble’s in heft. Her dark grey nipples, contrasted by the surrounding light grey fur of her coat, stood out prominently in the chill night air. “Are these the controls?” Reaching down Pinkie Pie pinched a nipple in each hand, twisting and pulling them while falsely believing she were working some machine.

One of Maud’s eyes winced at the action but her demeanor remained unshaken. “Pinkie, if you continue to stimulate my erogenous zone my body will react. Please calm yourself,” Maud flatly stated, as if on cue her cock began to grow rigid, awoken from its slumber by the pink mare’s sexual stimuli. It grew in length and girth, erecting itself between Pinkie’s thighs until it kissed the pink mare’s vulva. “Oh my, I seem to have become aroused. No good can come from this,” the grey mare droned while looking down between her accosted tits to her rigid shaft.

“Oooooooooo!” Pinkie sleepily looked down at the turgic rod of flesh nestled between her thighs and against her marehood. “So this is where the candy comes from,” the pink mare purred as she reached down and wrapped her hands around Maud’s fat cock. Sinking to her knees Pinkie began stroking her sister’s dick, pumping her hands up and down its length as her muzzle hovered just in front of it. “Huh, maybe I gotta suck it out,” she whispered to herself as she wrapped her lips around the blunt grey cockhead, sucking gently as her hands continued to work the shaft.

Maud closed her eyes and sighed deeply, she was loath to admit it but Pinkie’s sleepwalking escapade wasn’t without its benefits. “Pinkie, as stimulating as your actions are I must ask that you stop. My phallus will not produce candy or confectionary of any kind,” the gray mare flatly stated although not resisting her sister’s impromptu blowjob.

“Mister Foreman!” Pinkie whined as she popped the thick marecock from her mouth, “Don’t be such a meanie pants.” Slowly she stood up face to face with Maud, crestfallen her dream filled eyes met her sister’s. “Maybe Mister Foreman would give me some rock candy instead,” the pink mare slurred as she placed her hands on Maud’s shoulders before hopping up and wrapping her legs around her sister’s sturdy hips. Pinkie’s marehood slid down Maud’s length before coming to a stop at the base. “Mister Foreman,” Pinkie whispered as she leaned in close, her snout just besides Maud’s ear, “I really do like hard candy the best.” With that Pinkie gave her sister’s ear a playful nibble and started gyrating her hips, her puffy pink pussy riding and grinding upon Maud’s meaty rod and slathering it in her juices in the process.

“You’ve left me no choice dearest sister, between your slick marehood stimulating me and your allusion to rock candy in reference to my penis you’ve done it, you’ve tipped me over the edge,” Maud stated while leaning back slightly, “I hope you’re ready for this because I’m a 10 on the mohs scale.” Angling her cockhead to Pinkie’s entrance Maud looked her sister in the eye, “Or, in layman’s terms, as hard as diamonds,” Maud groaned as she rammed her dick into her sister.

Pinkie squealed in delight and tightly embraced her sister, pressing her breasts tightly against Maud’s in the process. Maud apathetically reached around Pinkie’s plump hips, taking a firm grip before she began lifting and pounding the pink mare on her girthy marecock. The pink mare’s generous ass bounced up and down, the warm water of the shower running across her back and between her ample cheeks as she rode her sister.

“Hard candy was always my favorite,” Pinkie moaned lewdly as she rode her sister’s cock, her marehood clinging almost desperately each time the grey mare withdrew her length before ramming it back inside.

Maud pounded away, closing her eyes and enjoying the sensation of her sister’s warm and moist confines. With the slightest grunt of effort she spun in place, pinning her sister against the back wall of the shower. “Oh Pinkie,” Maud cooed monotonously, “The scintillating folds of your marehood caress me like the finest silt.” Bracing herself the grey mare began feverishly pounding the pink pony against the wall, her orange sized balls swinging and smacking against Pinkie’s rump with each thrust.

While still tightly squeezing her sister Pinkie began lifting and plunging her hips to meet Maud’s thrusts. Beset by whatever scandalous fever dream filled her head the pink mare depravedly ground her breasts into Mauds, their erect nipples rubbing and brushing past each other. “Oh Mister Foreman, you know how much I love when you talk dirty,” Pinkie groaned before leaning forward and sinking her teeth into Maud’s neck.

The grey mare fumbled and took a small step back at the action, her neck being an erogenous zone that, to her knowledge, only Boulder was privy to. Unfortunately for Maud the stimulation was all too much to bear: Pinkie’s juicy marehood sensually milking her cock, the warm shower water cascading off of her, their tits squeezed against each other, and now the passionate bite on the neck. Maud felt her balls tense as her body prepared to ejaculate, her marecock throbbing as her heart raced.

Unfortunately for Maud, just as she reached the peak of orgasmic bliss, the slick tub caused her to lose her footing. Slipping backward the grey mare fell to her knees, her cock wrenched from the cozy flesh sleeve in which it had been buried. Maud’s cock erupted as its flared head left Pinkie’s entrance, gushing her thick seed across the pink mare’s torso and up to her chin.

Pinkie ran her hands up and down her body, smearing Maud’s spunk across herself in a dreamy stupor. Hehehe, she giggled, “I’m like a strudel.”

Maud watched the display as her orgasm subsided, her marecock jerking with the last fitful spurts of cum. Sighing she stood, “Well that was, unfortunate.” Grabbing a bottle of shampoo from the inbuilt shelf the grey mare began lathering her sister, still sleepily fumbling with herself and quietly mumbling something about ‘candy island’. “Come on, let’s get you all cleaned up Pinkie. I still need to change your sheets after all and I’m sure Boulder will want to hear all about this.” Maud blandly stated while washing the pink mare.

After their shower Maud trundled Pinkie back to her room and changed her linens before tucking her in for the night. Looking over at the snoozing and well endowed mare Maud shook her head, thankful to have such a sister. Leaving Pinkie’s room Maud returned to her own, upon passing her parent’s room she heard stirring from within.