Pound Cake’s eyes opened as the most dreaded sound in existence sounded: his alarm clock. The stallion didn’t budge from his position on his bed, instead closing his eyes to try and ignore it while attempting to return to the memory of a wonderful dream that was slipping from his memory. Desperately Pound tried to recall what he remembered in the hopes that he could somehow latch onto it once more and return to that wonderful paradise. Based on how his cock was trying its hardest to escape from his boxers it must have been good! He remembered that he had been at school, maybe a locker room, alongside his sister along with a few other female classmates. They had been doing…something. He couldn’t remember because that CELESTIA DAMNED ALARM WOULD NOT STOP!
Grumbling, Pound finally turned over to hit the snooze button. With tired eyes he saw the time was 4:02 AM before rolling onto his back. Ignoring the slight discomfort in his wings he closed his eyes again but knew it would be no use. Pound was awake now and, as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t go back to sleep. He knew that soon the alarm would sound once again, forcing him to get his ass out of bed. If that didn’t work then his parents would barge into his room and wake him up that way. Something he didn’t want to happen until after the tent in his shorts had been taken care of.
Slowly, Pound opened his eyes as he realized something was off. He should be hearing hoofsteps in the halls right now of four ponies as they got up and ready to open the bakery downstairs. His parents should be knocking on the door to his room right now to see if he was up. Aunt Pinkie should be doing her good morning song to help them seize the day or something like that while her thirteen party cannons exploded around her. But nothing could be heard. Was it possible they had all overslept? Had they all decided in unison to take the day off? No, it was something else he just couldn’t…ah, there it was. The confusion of sleep quickly left Pound as his memories of the waking world returned. His parents were in Canterlot right now in some baking convention or something like that. As for Aunt Pinkie, he believed she and her friends were out saving the world or doing a friendship mission. It got confusing with her some… most of the time. Just living with her didn’t make her any less confusing to be honest.
That just left him and his twin sister Pumpkin to mind the store while they were gone. Pound’s cock twitched at the thought of his sister as he got out of bed, turning off his alarm clock fully as he did so. He wouldn’t deny to himself that he had a special relationship with his twin sister. One that neither of them could ever tell another pony. It had started three years ago, shortly after their fifteenth birthday when their gaze at each other would linger longer than it should have. He would watch her when he knew nopony was looking, something that was best achieved when Aunt Pinkie was out of town. At times he caught her turning her head quickly to avoid being seen doing the same. Then, after a while, things just tumbled into what they were now. The twins would spend what felt like hours making out in places where nopony could find them, pressing their young bodies against each other. To help ensure nopony suspected anything they had both gone on a few dates with other ponies, but none of them compared with their sibling. For Pound, none of their lips tasted as sweet as Pumpkin’s nor did they arouse the same feelings. No doubt aided by the fact that it was forbidden that made the whole thing taste so alluring.
Things had not escalated beyond that for a number of reasons. The main reason being that they still lived with their parents in very small living quarters. Pound was unfortunate enough to have heard his parents making love several times in his life. If he could hear them doing something like that then there was not a chance he and Pumpkin could not get caught in the middle of the deed. Then there was Aunt Pinkie who would no doubt burst through the door the moment he was about to cum and yell something silly. As for getting a hotel room or something like that it was simply out of the question. In a small town like Ponyville, everypony knew everypony’s name just by looking at them. Even if the innkeeper didn’t suspect something, all it would take was somepony like Aunt Rarity to see them walking into a hotel for the rumor mill to begin turning. Doing it outside was an insane idea. One because all it would take was for one pony to come stumbling or flying by to see them. And two, they weren’t wild animals! The most Pound would be willing to do was to do it in that death trap previously used by Apple Bloom and her friends back in the day.
Pound had to admit that there was an irony to the situation. Both he and Pumpkin had believed with everypony leaving the house to them for a while that they would finally be able to take their level of contact to its most forbidden. It was almost maddening for the two of them as they counted down the days while hoping there was no last minute cancelation. Yet the reality was that they were simply too tired to do anything when the first day was done. Getting up as early as they had to, doing all the prep work, working the counter, cleaning the store, cleaning up at the end of the night. It was all so tiring for them that after the first day they were dead on their hooves. How their parents had been able to do it all and still have time to do the deed that made the two of them was a miracle and something Pound eagerly wanted to know. Perhaps it was because Aunt Pinkie was around that allowed them to save some energy for the bed. If that was the case then their hopes of having sex were nil.
Flicking on the light switch, Pound noticed something on his door. It was a sticky note. Even from where he stood in the middle of the room, he could clearly read it thanks to his enhanced pegasi eye. Written in bright orange ink was ‘Happy Birthday 18th Birthday. Let’s make this special’. Smiling to himself despite how tired he was, even the fog of sleep could not make him forget that today was their birthday. Personally he wished he could have slept in like he did when he was younger, but that was the price one paid when they became an adult. He had to keep the bakery running with Pumpkin while his family was away. It was the promise that they had made to allow them to remain here alone.
Not bothering to change out of his old blue shirt and boxers, Pound left his room. His destination was the kitchen so he could get some breakfast inside him before he took a shower. Then he would help get things ready for the day, and perhaps the two of them could do something special after work. Given how the last couple of days had gone, sex was not that likely. Maybe they could go out to one of the few places in town that were somewhere in-between a Hayburger and a three horseshoe restaurant. Then he could give Pumpkin her gift: tickets to see that colt band she liked so much. He had managed to score a few before they sold out, something Pumpkin had not be able to.
He moved down the darkened halls and stairway that would lead him to the kitchen in the back of the store where the lights were on. Most likely Pumpkin was waiting for him. For a moment Pound wondered if he should go back to his room and retrieve the tickets so he could just give them to her now. It wouldn’t be any trouble and he might forget later. But with a yawn he continued downward. There would be time for that later and he was sure he would remember when Pumpkin gave him her gift.
Pound suddenly froze when he reached the bottom of the steps, unable to close his mouth from his yawn. The lights above illuminated the center more than normal where his sister was waiting for him. Pumpkin was lying there on the table with her legs spread while frosting covered parts of her naked body. It took everything Pound had not to run up to her, but instead to walk up to appreciate what she had done to herself. A fluffy vanilla frosting was placed over her modest B cup breasts that went perfectly with her petite frame as well as covering her lower region like a bikini. Some of the fruit filling had been placed in the middle of her breasts where her nipples were and in her belly button. Lines of chocolate syrup ran across her yellow fur from her neck all the way down her to the inside of her legs. Moving around, Pound saw that there was also chocolate syrup on the cream were her pussy was and a cherry on top of her anus.
“Happy birthday~,” sand Pumpkin as she lifted her head lightly, doing her best not to allow her wavy orange mane to get into her body…decorations. “Hope you like your cake.”
Pound stared at her while breathing hard. “You did all this for me?” he asked while his erection threatened to rip a hole in his boxers.
“We have been wanting to do this for a while,” said Pumpkin in a sly tone while Pound took off his shirt. “I just figured this would be the only time in the day when we would have the chance. And what better day than today to make everything extra special?”
Pound smiled as he circled around back to the side of the table so he was closer to his sister’s face. As he came closer, Pumpkin’s horn lit up to pull his boxers down. As a result he almost tripped as his underwear pooled down between his legs. Thankfully it didn’t happen but Pumpkin did giggle at Pound’s expense. Looking down at his sibling, Pound fought the urge to take her now. To get onto the table and press his now naked body against hers. To then thrust his throbbing cock into her so that he may finally claim her as his mare. But no. Pumpkin had gone to all the trouble of doing this when all she had to do was appear in his bed beside him when he awoke. It was such a tasty gift that he wanted to savor it for as long as he was able.
Now next to his sister’s face, without saying anything Pound leaned down to kiss Pumpkin. There was no pressing of the lips or anything like that. Both of them wanted the other so badly at that moment that their mouths were already open, tongues darting into the others mouth. Pound didn’t know how he was able to hold back as long as he had as the taste of his sister’s mouth washed over his tongue while the her moans filled the air. Both appendages danced and darted around the other as they felt around the other’s mouth. Pound felt his wings stiffen to full erection while Pumpkin’s body rose slightly but for the most part remained on the table.
Slowly, Pound pulled away from Pumpkin’s mouth much to her disappointment. That didn’t last long as Pound kissed and licked his way down her cheek to the base of her neck where the trails of chocolate started. Lightly he began to suck, knowing that it was her sweet spot. Like so many times before, Pumpkin was unable to keep her hips from rising as well as her slender arms which she had so far done her best to keep on the table. Smirking, Pound began to roll his tongue causing his twin to cry out while her body began to tremble. Her knees rose and bent as he continued to point her clit into the air. It was then he released her and pulled away, causing her body to tense for a moment before flopping onto the table as she panted.
“That…was…,” panted Pumpkin, her cheeks flushed. Pound chuckled as he moved down, his tongue lightly pressed against her fur as he moved down to her breast. When he felt his cheek touch the frosting he paused for a moment before turning to face it. Opening his mouth as wide as he could, Pound consumed much of the sweet frosting and fruit filling while the rest smeared across his face in order to get to the prize beneath. Already he could feel her hardened nipple poking upwards as his tongue caressed her small, soft mound. Pumpkin moaned softly as he flicked around it, lapping up as much of the sweetness around it.
Rising up a bit, Pound reached over to take hold of her other breast. Another moan escaped Pumpkin’s lips as he began to smear the frosting and filling across her form as he knead her breast, savoring the feeling as the topping squirmed through his fingers. As for the breast within his mouth, Pound had latched onto it. His teeth now lightly bit into it while his tongue traced its tip. Pound had seen several porno’s where the stallion did something like this to the mare for several moments and had seen that they liked it. While he had been unsure if they had really liked it, the sounds Pumpkin was making right now were more than enough for him to know he was on the right track. To further her enjoyment, Pound began to press his lips against her mound before creating some suction.
“Yes!” hissed Pumpkin before making moaning again thanks to Pound’s efforts. Smiling, Pound added a bit more pressure to see her reaction, getting a different type of cry. “Not too hard.”
Taking note of this, Pound went back to his previous ministrations. At the same time, Pumpkin managed to reach down from where she lay to fumble around until she took hold of his cock. At first her grip was a bit too tight but quickly loosened when she heard him cry out onto her breast. Soon her gasp relaxed while Pound began to slightly twist her rock hard nipple between his fingers slightly. The mare on the table gasped as her soft touch began to stroke his cock. Having never done anything like this before her motions were slow and careful as to not harm her lover. Enjoying the feeling, Pound righted himself upright while his messy hand went to her mouth. With half lidded eyes Pumpkin saw this and opened her mouth to accept the treat on his fingers. Pound let out a pleasurable sigh as his sister’s tongue moved around the digits in an effort to clean them, moaning loudly as she did.
Precum was beginning to leak out of his cock. He could feel it sliding down his stallion hood to coat the hand of Pumpkin. Slowly her motions became slicker, creating a squicky noise with each jerk of her hand. Soon his scent began to fill the room, mixing in with the scents of the food already on the pair. It was then that Pumpkin pulled back her tongue and opened her mouth to release Pound and, when he pulled back she released her hold on his cock in order to taste him. Pound watched as she inserted all of her fingers into her waiting mouth, closing her eyes as she did so making it look like she was savoring the delight that was his precum.
While this was happening, Pumpkin’s horn lit up as a can of chocolate syrup floated over to her before landing on the table. With a smile on her face, Pumpkin’s magic began to scoop up some of the fluid where it hovered in the air. Pound found himself smiling as well, knowing what his sister had in mind before it ever began to move towards him. Using the same skill she used when adding chocolate frosting to the top of donuts, Pumpkin began to lather her brother’s member with the cold-ish syrup and licked her lips when it was over. But it wasn’t just his cock that was coated for she had also made sure that his sack wasn’t left untouched.
“Here’s your treat sis,” said Pound as he sidestepped a bit, his cock bouncing with each step while droplets of chocolate fell to the floor. Once he was close enough, Pumpkin leaned forward to kiss the flat head of his member resulting her lips being smeared in the treat. This didn’t bother her any as she then began to lick the substance off of him, starting at the underside. She licked it several times causing more and more of the chocolate to coat her lips, cheeks, and even bits of her nose.
“Tastes different,” she gasped after an especially long lick. “I can taste you with the chocolate. It’s like nothing I’ve ever had before.” As she said this, Pumpkin’s hips rose slightly into the air where it shook slightly. Her hands then traveled down her body. One of them stopped to knead the breast that Pound had smeared with his own ministrations while the other proceeded down only to stop in-between her untouched legs. Pound eyed her as her fingers dove into the frosting, no doubt making their way to her cunt. She cried out for more as she continued to lick his cock, her fingers diving into her pussy as she masturbated in front of him.
The feeling was like nothing Pound had ever felt before. He had jerked himself off plenty of times to porn before. But it was a whole new experience to have his cock licked and soon enough his balls as well while he watched a mare pleasure herself. It caused his member to twitch since this was not just any mare but his sister, the love of his life! All the other mares he had managed to peak at paled in comparison to the sight before him.
When about half of the chocolate had been removed from his cock, Pumpkin pulled back. As Pound made a noise of dissatisfaction at this, his sister merely gave him a lust filled smile before turning her attention back to his shaft. She did not lick it, but instead opened her mouth to take the whole thing into her. Pound gasped as her soft lips wrapped around his cock while his hands shot down to the table to keep himself upright. The warmth he was feeling now was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He could feel her tongue wrapping around his dick, lapping up the remaining chocolate as well as the precum that was trickling out. Her tongue seemed to focus on the his own flavor as it felt like it was always coming right back to the head and he could see her hand moving faster as when he leaked a little more. Pumpkin continued to knead herself, playing with her nipple as her head began to bob up and down to take more of him into her.
Looking down at her face, Pound saw that she looked like she was in heaven at this moment. Her cheeks had never been more rosy and her eyes looked like they had rolled into the back of her head. Her bobbing was quickly becoming more rapid while her hips were under an equally rapid assault from her hand as her hips rose higher into the air. Pumpkin’s scent was now leaking past the topping she had placed on herself and filling up Pound’s nose. It was all too much. With a feral cry as his only warning, Pound shot his first load into Pumpkin’s mouth. As he panted there, he saw that her eyes had widened and her pupils shrank in surprise before lolling into a look of content. She moaned as she greedily drank up his cum, earning herself two more ropes to be fired.
“That…was…” Pound gasped as he almost stumbled backwards. His member softened slightly, but quickly regained its hardness as Pumpkin giggled while changing her position to an upright sitting one. With legs still spread, hanging off of the table, she gestured to one of the few spots on her body he had left to touch.
“I hope you’re still hungry,” she all but panted in a husky voice while leaning back at bit. Looking at the treat she was offering, Pound could see that the frosting was beginning to run slightly due to her juices having mixed with it. The cherry was gone now and the chocolate that had been on her legs was smearing now, most likely due to sweat. Pound had barely noticed how hot it was getting in here, how their manes were now becoming matted while the scent of their love making filled the entire room. Perhaps it was even leaking into the empty storefront. Not that it mattered to either of them at this point.
Pound got onto his knees before diving right into that which his twin offered. Face now smeared with frosting, the pegasus stallion’s tongue shot right for the treasure at the bottom. When it brushed up against her quivering lower lips, Pumpkin’s thighs squeezed shut a bit to keep his head in place. Not that he minded at all as he lapped up everything he could in order to breath. While the taste of the frosting was as sweat as ever, there was a tart taste added to it that had to have come from Pumpkin. A taste he wanted to try in its purest form. He lapped up all he could as he cleared the way to her cunt while pushing more of it to the side. There was little thought to how it was smearing all over his face for such insignificant details like that no longer mattered to him. All that mattered were the high pitched gasps Pumpkin was making as his tongue, bit by bit, managed to get an unobstructed taste of her winking pussy.
When that lick finally happened, Pumpkin pressed her thighs even harder against her brother’s head as he lapped up her pure taste. It lingered on his tongue and in his mouth, that tart taste that was so different than anything he had ever had before. His taste buds wanted more, something that he had no desire to deny. Without any prompting Pound shoved his face as close as he could to her snatch in order to drink her juices right from their source. The stallion’s tongue dove in as deep as it could tracing along her inner wall that pressed against the invading member. As his lips pressed against the top of her cunt Pumpkin’s hands clung to the side of his head while it felt like her own was being thrown back.
“YES!” she screamed. “OH FUCK! RIGHT THERE! IT’S SO MUCH BETTER THAN MY –FUCK – FINGERS! KEEP GOING!” Pound could feel his sister’s virgin body thrashing about as his tongue invaded as deep as it could go. Juices began to trickle into his mouth while her hands held onto him tighter and tighter. She had to be feeling close. Soon her screams began to die down to be replaced with deep pants, whines, and other noises that served to keep his dick hard while he drank from her. Her grip on his head lessened before her hands slid through his mane until her hands had wrapped around his head. Soon her breasts were touching the top of his head as she panted hard. Then, when his tongue traced a part of her upper wall, something happened. Her legs and arms tightened their hold on his head while Pumpkin took a deep breath. He could feel her clit poking against his lip now. So Pound did what any good brother would do: he moved his tongue along that same spot while maneuvering his teeth to brush against her sensitive nerve. All at once more juices than ever came gushing out of his twin, almost splashing against his face as he tried to lap them up. At the same time, Pumpkin’s entire body began to shake as her grip on him tightened.
When her orgasm subsided, Pumpkin’s arms fell onto her brother’s shoulders. As for Pound, he pulled back a bit to stare at his sister’s wet snatch as it continued to wink at him. It gave him a signal that he was only too happy to comply with. Slowly he stood up to his full height, Pumpkin’s arms sliding down until only her hands held onto to his shoulders. He looked at her body, smeared with sweat and food as it glowed from her orgasm. With each pant her small breasts jiggled slightly inviting him to latch onto them again. To suck and toy with them as his fingers buried deep into her sensitive folds to drive her to another orgasm. But that was not what Pound truly desired. Nor was it what she wanted for even now Pumpkin was spreading her legs as far as she could.
Pound stepped forward while taking hold of his sister’s soft sides. As he did this, Pumpkin used her magic which flicked about to line his cock with her folds. The head was now pressed against her entrance so that all it would take was him moving just a little bit further to claim her as his. Pressing his forehead to hers Pound kept his gaze on Pumpkin as they both breathed deeply.
“I love you,” he said in a soft whisper. Pumpkin smiled for a moment before her lips met his own, plunging her tongue into his mouth. They kissed loudly while her hands moved to take hold of his back in order to push him forward enough so that the tip of his cock entered her. Both gasped at the feeling before breaking apart staring at each other with longing.
“I love you,” she repeated. As the words left her mouth, Pound slowly moved forward. Pumpkin gasped as Pound’s cock filled her, her hands all but clawing at her back while she cried out. But it wasn’t in pain. “YES! FUCK YES!” she howled at the ceiling as she threw back her head. Pound’s wings were harder than ever while he eyes were sewed shut. Every bit of his cock that had entered had never felt so warm or good before as her walls pressed against it. It took everything he had not to throw away his restraint and force the whole thing in there at once. The only reason he hadn’t was because one of his friends had done that exact thing with his marefriend and had ruined everything.
Now their bodies were pressed together as Pound was going deeper inside her. He could feel her soft body yet hard nipples pressing against his own form as her head rolled around. Through his shut eyes he could still see the glow of her magic as it went crazy and feel her legs as they went around his back to lock him into place. Her hands moved so that one was placed on the back of his neck while the other was rooted in place. His medial rig was now entering her causing her to repeat “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” over and over again like a chant or prayer. The twins clung to each other more as their unity grew deeper until Pound could press no farther. For a time both remained where they were, panting harder than ever as they grew accustomed to this increasable feeling. Pound had never felt anything like this before in his life, feeling the walls of her pussy clamping down as hard as they could around his cock while her juices flowed out to coat his sack. It was almost enough to make him cum then and there.
Taking several deep breaths Pound pulled his hips back slowly, causing the grip his sister had on him to increase. Her pussy felt like it was trying to suck him back in, to keep his rod in place. It was only when he was about halfway out that he responded, plunging himself back in. Pumpkin cried out while he grunted. Then he pulled back again a little faster this time before thrusting forwards again a bit harder. Her pussy seemed to quiver in delight now as Pound began to do what his name suggested.
As Pound’s hips rocked back and forth, Pumpkin pulled him in for another kiss. While their lips missed the other, it didn’t stop them from tasting the other. They sucked and licked at the other’s cheek before moving to their lips. The loud slapping of hips soon mixed with the slurping noises the two began to make. More juices were leaking from around Pound’s cock to mix with his sweat. Both ponies acted on their most primal instincts now that the time they had waited for had come. The moment when the twins became one. For now, it wouldn’t matter if anypony, even Princess Celestia herself, came through that door and saw them. Nothing, not even Discord, could stop Pound from pounding his cock into his sister until he filled her. Not even the idea that she would be impregnated stalled his motions.
Pound’s thrusts became ever more powerful as he began to push Pumpkin back inch by inch on the table. His body began to overpower hers as she was leaned back toward the surface as Pound got onto the table without ever stopping in his assault. It wasn’t long until he was on top of her, pining both her arms down with his hands. The force of his motions grew in strength causing the table to creak and groan yet neither paid it any mind. Pound just stared into the face he had know all his life since birth as her called out.
“Yes! That’s it! Pound me harder Pound! I’m almost there I can feel it! You want to fill up my pussy bro? Go ahead! Please fuck me until your cum fills every part of me until I can’t hold anymore! FUCK! I want your cum running down my legs as we bake, you stirring up my dirty pussy with your fingers as we work! FUCK FUCK FUCK!
Pound tried his best to hold it back as long as he could, but it was no use. His sister’s words had an effect on him that broke his mental damn. With one final thrust and a groan he felt cum shooting out of him with a power like never before. It wasn’t so much of a rope than a stream that felt like it was never-ending. He could tell that Pumpkin was feeling it as well as her eyes went wider than he had ever seen her before. Her head was thrown back against the table and her tongue lolled out. He could feel her legs quivering against his sides while her cunt tightened its grip on him like never before. As her back arched he felt another flood of juices wash against his dick before leaking out. She remained like this for several minutes before her body slacked, landing on the table with a thud that made Pound glad it was so sturdy. As she laid there panting, Pound lowered himself down to hold his sister tightly.
“That…was…,” managed Pumpkin between her pants.
“Amazing,” supplied Pound as he kissed Pumpkin. The mare gave him a lopsided grin before she returned the kiss.
“That word doesn’t begin to describe it. Oh Celestia, we’re going to have to do this again!” Pound chuckled at that as he rolled over. As he did he noticed the clock causing him to groan.
“Maybe later,” he said with a sigh, turning his head to look at Pumpkin. “But we’re going to have to hurry if we’re going to clean the place up and get ready for the morning rush. Last thing we need is ponies complaining to mom and dad when they get back. Unless, of course, you know a spell to clean everything is a second?”
“I wish.” As Pumpkin began to get up, Pound could see his messy sister in all her radiant glory. Her muzzle still had traces of chocolate in it and her mane was a sticky, matted mess. Parts of her coat still had frosting in it or had red smears from where the fruit had been. Between her legs, large globs of cum were running down to add to this wonderful erotic picture of his sister. Already he could feel life returning to his cock causing her to giggle. “Really? After all that you still want more?”
“What can I say?” asked Pound as he sat up straight. “I’m still a young stallion. Doesn’t help that I’m staring at the sexiest sister in all of Equestria.”
Pumpkin smiled as she brought both her arms behind her back, pushing out her breasts as she did so. “Well, I’m going to go take a shower. Perhaps you might want to join me so we can save a little time?” She then turned around and began to walk away, her flank sashaying with each step. It was only when she had reached the stairs did she turn around to give him another lust filled stare. “Or maybe it won’t save us some time.”
