A Purple and Green Giftbox - (double dick, incest - B_25)

Double Dick Dreams- Chapter by B_25

Contains double dick, incest

“...dad?”

Apogee had whispered the word. She didn't know how she got here, or why she was here—but the same could be said for her father. Across the room, he stood before the door, only a half of his face visible. He was grinning... and it felt like he was grinning to her.

Then came the knocking at the door.

Apogee shifted closer to the right. She was standing behind one of the curtains of the window. It was thin and white, and she briefly wondered if it even hid her at all. But that didn't matter. Not when all attention was placed on the squeaky opening of the door.

“So you did make it after all.” Jet took a step back, enough to gesture a hoof into the room. “Figured you got lost intentionally.”

“Trust me,” Delta said as she stepped past the door, “I took my time getting lost. Just happened wandered to the right place is all.” She walked past Jet, but only by a few steps, coming to a stop and glancing around the room. “Though I'm still wondering if this is the right place.”

She glanced back at Jet. “You sure this is the right place?”

Jet grinned. “H-Hey! I'm not the mare wanting to shag in a different room every time. Just how much money do you think I have anyway?”

“Enough to spend on this.”

Delta looked dipped her head, raised her tail, and walked forward. Her ass swayed left and right, each step pronounced as to jiggle her flanks. Tucked in-between, her pussy became exposed, her slit slightly split, the pink of her clit poking out.

“Though the guys at the bar are definitelyputting more effort in,” Delta said, looking at the beds. “And more money in.” Her tail twitched downward, covering her privates. “And a lot more cock in me—no offense though, Jet.”

Apogee struggled to keep herself from whimpering by the window. She expected her father to groan, to whine or to complain, though he did no such thing. Instead, he grinned and he chuckled, kicking a hoof at the door and shut it swiftly.

“I was hoping you'd say something like that,” Jet said as his hoof touched down on the ground. He strode forward from behind her. “How about you get yourself sprawled out on that bed. If you can even talk in the next twenty seconds, I'll buy you the whole damn hotel!”

Delta growled. “Naughty colt~”

But Apogee watched her mother take to step onto the bed. Her hooves sinking into the mattress of the bed, she arched her back much like a cat, sticking her ass into the air. Her father didn't step back from the scene, seeing her supple flanks and tight pussy coming inches before his face.

But he kept grinning and still. It wasn't like him to be teased and not get a reaction. Even when the flanks inches from his face swayed left and right, the cheeks of flesh shaking before his eyes, even then he didn't make a move.

Delta swayed herself left and right. Seconds later she collapsed to the left, gasping cutely as her weight sunk into the mattress. Her head rose from the sheets, the soft red glow of her eyes framed by her black eyelashes, a look of tiredness that was, somehow, immensely attractive.

“Well?” Delta asked as she glanced down her body, looking at him as he approached her rump. “Should I entertain myself by talking, or do you plan on doing something to me?”

“Relax.” Jet climbed onto the bed. “I'm just giving you time to prepare is all. Besides!” He laid a hoof on her flank, feeling the flesh give beneath his touch, the softness filling out around his hold the further he pressed in. “A guy should admire everything he can about a piece of ass, you know, before he absolutely wrecks it.”

“Guess my rump is pretty strong.” Delta grinned. “Don't worry, honey. If I clench a little too hard on you, at least you can take your broken cock to a doc. Who knows! Maybe you can find a nice stallion in a white coat to kiss it better for you.”

Jet didn't even chuckle or groan at the remark. Instead, his hoof pressed against the softness of her flank, pushing it up and down, allowing the sensation to pulse down, down to between his legs. Pressing harder and harder against softness and beyond, the supple, pale blue cheek jiggling because of his movements.

Apogee blushed from behind the curtains. Her legs rubbed together, her thighs crashing against her crotch. Watching her father about to fuck her mother. Seeing her on her side, and dad just towering above her... Apogee couldn't help but feel slightly dirty.

“You do have a nice piece of ass, don't ya?” Jet said as his hoof worked against her right flank. He chose to sit down behind her, both of them on the center of the bed, with her slightly propped up. “And a cute little pussy too.” His other hoof raised and dipped into her snatch, lightly touching at its top, feeling the involuntarily shiver that shook her spine.

“None of other the guys treat you right, do they?” Jet's hoof slid up and down her slit, feeling her lips crinkle slightly from the pressure. He kept soft and slow, sensing the small kicks her hind leg was giving. “You always whine about wanting a guy to fuck you right away, but that's not what you want, is it? You never moan the same when I take you right away.”

Delta glared at him. “And h-how would you know something like that?”

“Because your body tells me.” His hoof dipped to her clit. “Wanna see for yourself?” His hoof drew in tiny circles on the nub, pushing it, slightly, in every direction—all while the fur of his hoof tickled at her sensitive skin. “For such a tough girl, you enjoy starting off soft.” He felt her shudders, the jitters kicking her legs.

“S-Shut up.”

“Don't you worry, Delta.” Jet pulled back. The sudden loss of contact caused Delta to stare down his body. At once, she blinked and gasped. For seconds, her mouth was open, but words did not come out. “You still like it rough after all.”

Delta worked her jaw up and down, quicker when he then arched himself over her, casting her muzzle underneath his thick shadow.

Apogee gasped from the behind the curtains. It escaped her, squeaky in pitch. On the bed, her father had his body over her mother... and his cock growing beneath his stomach. But that wasn't right. Apogee had to blink twice just to make sure she was right.

But no matter what angle she looked at, the reality kept the same. Jet had two hardening members growing into the open air. Jet grinned down at the mare beneathhim. Swaying his hips forward, he brought the tip of each hit closer to her open maw.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” He asked her in the same tone of arrogance she'd been using. “I was kind enough to flick your clit nicely. Aren't you going to give me a little kiss?” He flicked his hips, letting his cocks sway in the air. “One for each. It's not that hard.”

Delta kept silent. She closed her mouth, nodding, for it was all she could do. Leaning forward, her eyes were set on each of his cocks, starting like they were going to lurch forward and bite her somehow. With a tremble of her lips, she set them both on his left tip, kissing the wide surface.

“C'mon, is that it?” Jet spat. “You gotta do more than that, hun.”

Delta narrowed her brow. Lifting a foreleg, she hooked it around both of her cocks, holding them close. With his heads now together, she pulled her mouth away from his left and then shot for his right. Her tongue touched down first, licking at his flare, while her other hoof stroked along the surface of his other cock.

“Learning to multi-task, are we?” Jet was still swaying his hips back and forth, pressing his cock slightly harder into her mouth—it was something he needed to do to satisfy pleasant aching coming from his crotch. “Did learning how to smoke and drink at the same time help with that?”

Delta was too busy sucking cock to reply.

“Don't w-worry, though,” Jet closed his eyes for a second, basking in the feeling of his cock being rubbed and licked. He pulled away, out from Delta's hold, but not very far. “I've got more for you to multitask with.”

And with that, he arched himself back, bringing his cocks to Delta's rump. She blinked while it happened, and it seemed her heart was beginning to race, for sweat welled within her pours. Both thick, long, and heavy cocks were lined at both of her entrances.

“J-Jet?” Delta squeaked out. “I-I-I don't think—“

Too late; cocks incoming. Both tips of his dicks were lines with both of her small holes. With a small shove, his heads pressed against her holds, each pressing into the lips of her pussy and asshole, impressing and crinkling from how big he was.

But Jet persisted. Pushing hard enough, his tips forced themselves into the tiny openings, pushing into the tight, fleshy passages. Her walls, of both her pussy and her ass, clamped down and along his girth.

“Nngh... t-that's it?” Jet slid himself deeper into her body, bringing his crotch closer to her own. “Those guys at the bar really don't know what they're doing with you. When's the last time you've had a proper fuck, huh?”

Jet didn't wait for an answer. He pushed himself further into her tightness, feeling her walls clamp, out of reflex alone, harder on his cock. Her ass was tighter, if only because the act was a novelty. Whimpers and moans became of her.

“That's right... take it all... take them both.” Jet shoved his cock deeper into her ass and her pussy, feeling the tight walls get tighter. The further we went, the more resistance he found—which made his cocks twitched all the more. “You like it rough, huh? Well how rough can you take it?!”

Jet's cock split the walls inside her ass—to the point where, an inch more, and she would bleed. So he pulled back. Feeling her clench around him while he did so, it only made the aching in his crotch worse. He shoved himself, hard, back in again.

Hearing her scream and kick her legs only aroused him again, sliding out only to push in, her wall not clenching and still clamped around him. He just was that big. And she was just that small. Delta had no choice but for her head to plop down onto the bed, closing her eyes but opening her mouth, feeling her body rocked with his every thrust.

Jet's cock touching deeply inside of her. A slab of meat that split her walls apart, stretching them to their extreme. Her pussy itched everywhere, the itching being rubbed and soothed by his solid hardness. It felt so good and hurt so bad. She screamed into the night and couldn't decide why.

And then she came.

And Jet wasn't even anywhere near close to do the same.

“And you complain about me coming too soon.” Jet backed up a step. His cock slid out from both holes, each covered in a thin layer of her white cum, some of which dripped along his sides. “A shame. I really needed you to take it as rough as you say you want it.”

He flicked his gaze to the window. “Apogee? You still there kiddo?”

Apogee froze. She had been immersed. Her hoof had been rubbing up and down her slit without her mind aware of it until after the fact. With a heavy blush—and a racing heart—she shuffled out from the curtains.

“So you were hiding out after all!” He nudged his head toward the bed. “How about you get up here and help daddy out? He'll help you out down there if you do.” He grinned over at her mother. “Mommy probably needs a bit of rest from all that... or some of that, at least.”

Apogee gulped.

“How about it, kiddo?”

Apogee couldn't muster a reply. Much like her mother, she became speechless by the sight and situation. So she approached the bed, feeling small before the two giants. Her mom's eyes tracked her every step. Her mom was panting. In moments she was like this.

Just how long could Apogee herself last?

“Thatta girl.” Jet grinned. “Right down there next to your mother. Open your legs close next to her. I'm going to make you feel really good now, alright?” He towered over her, his face so far above—but his cock touching against her.

It was so... big. She even swallowed when he first laid his thick member on her crotch, just between her tiny tits, rising higher than both of her mounds combined. It was round, reaching out all around maybe more than her small pussy could hope to contain.

Though she was thrilled, Apogee was also slightly afraid.

“Ready now kid?”

Apogee wasn't even given the time to nod.

Several things made themselves apparent to her at once. First was the overwhelming pressure beating against her tight little pussy. The head of his dick went over each of her mounds, crinkling the flesh as it pressed, endlessly, against her tiny little hole.

Second was the series of kisses pressing against her soft, yellow fur. Unlike the slab of meat that pounded at her pussy, which sank a bit of itself into her every time, spreading her out like nothing else—his kisses were filled with affection, calming her through the adrenaline-inducing act.

And then it happened. Apogee lurched up and bit down on her father's bottom lip when it did. He'd stopped flicking his hips for a second—and in the second later, thrusting his cock forcefully into her snatch, the sudden force allowing his width of his head to slip up and and stretch apart her tiny hole.

It hurt.

But that wasn't the reason why Apogee scream.

She felt it. She felt her father's meat spread her pussy apart. She felt her tiny walls attempt to clamp along his length, though it was pointless: the more he slid in, the more his girth pushed her walls back—almost to the point his bulge could be seen pressing against the inside of her tummy.

And he wasn't even all the way in.

“That's a good kid,” Jet groaned out as he slid all the way in. His upper-lip raised when he felt how the little filly writhed under him, struggling to accommodate only a fraction of him. Her tunnel could take only what came after his ring, but for him, that was more than enough. “Daddy's going to make you feel better now.”

And he did. His bigness slid out of her, all the way until it was only his head inside her entrance—and then he shoved himself all the way back in. Apogee screamed! Tilting her head back and letting the deepest sounds escape from the depths of her chest.

And even still, there was a squeak to her moans.

Jet towered above them both. With his wife, he was able to slide more of himself into her wet tightness, though she had since gone quiet. Her muzzle was pressed into the sheets and her eyes were rolled back. Tongue out, she tried to rock herself back into his thrusts—but the impact of his entry was enough to satisfy her more and then some.

And they kept at it. They kept fucking. His cock entering and letting two holes at once, the sensations both different and similar, both intermixing into a heavy dose of pleasure that not even Jet could repress for long.

“D-Dad?” Apogee was nearly being lifted into the air with his thrusts. Her father's kisses had since ceased, and the pushes of his cock into her pussy were becoming extreme. She too closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip in anticipation of what was to come next. “D-Dad! I don't think I can—“

Too late. Jet pumped himself all the way into her tiny little snatch, well past his ring, to the point where his length and his girth and his solid hardness was enough to life her from the bed, holding her up into the air as his cock finally flared.

And Apogee too lost herself. In the air held up by nothing but cock, her eyes rolled back as she writhed in the air, flicking herself forward and back, riding that massive cock for every pleasurable sensation she could get out of it.

Jet came. Hot spurts of steamy cum blasting into her tunnel—just as her walls clamped around his solidness the best that they could. There wasn't enough of her to contain what her daddy had to offer. From her convulsion pussy, milky white liquid raced out from her folds, drooling down her father's cock.

They were moans and screams—though it was not the family that screamed. Beyond the window of the hotel room, families screamed together, running across the small road below, while the sirens started to ring, and the buzz of overhead planes drew near.

The threesome was too indulged in pleasure to notice the power of the dropping fire. The surprise griffon napalm strike was as abrupt as it was violent - liquid magical fire boiling through the Las Pegasus suburbs, a moment of burning agonizing pain, a birght light...

Then nothing.

Author's Note

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He did a great job with this chapter - even though he did take the longest to submit his work (which is VERY forgivable considering the insane 24-hour stream that he did on Saturday). He told me that this was a new kink for him to write and that he enjoyed doing something out of his usual zone... I have to say he's got a serious talent for writing the size differential stuff... HE NEEDS TO KEEP DOING IT!

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Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel?

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