Homecumming 2: Cumming Around Again
Starlight trotted down the main street of Sire’s Hollow. The sun was shining and the weather was absolutely gorgeous. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Somehow the town looked more like a picture postcard than a real place. Considering just how gorgeous the postcards Sunburst’s mom had designed for Sire’s Hollow were, this was a particularly impressive feat.
She was just two blocks from home now. Apprehension gripped her. After avoiding her father for so long, it was normal to feel nervous about returning to the town where she grew up. But frequent visits were really the only way she could prevent him from visiting, or worse, moving to Ponyville. She decided to procrastinate on seeing her dad just a bit longer. Instead she turned towards Stellar Flare’s house. Sunburst had arrived in town a week earlier than she had. By now he must be stir crazy from his mom’s antics. She’d just pop in and see how he was doing. Maybe spend a few minutes (or better yet, hours) catching up with him.
She knocked on the door to Stellar Flare’s house and waited. It took a second knock before Sunburst opened the door a crack. “Oh, hi Starlight.”
Starlight could barely see Sunburst through the minuscule opening. “Hi! Yes, I arrived safe & sound, thank you for asking.”
He laughed sheepishly at his lack of manners. “I’m kinda in the middle of something right now.” He started to close the door with his magic but Starlight’s own aura was far more powerful, and she shoved the door open instead. Sunburst did his best to hide behind the door, but it was rather ineffective at hiding the rather conspicuous bulge in his robe.
“Were you humping that pillow you pretend is me again?”
“For the love of Luna, does everypony know about that?”
She giggled and kissed him on the cheek. It was so easy to get a rise out of him. “Well, I was there when you bought the pillowcase that just happens to match my coat color. You kept holding it up to me conspicuously trying to get that perfect match. And the last time you visited Ponyville some of my undergarments went missing. I’m flattered, really I am. But maybe you should try the real deal one of these days. I promise I’m better than a pillow.” She swished her tail and gave him just a peek at what was hiding behind.
“Sunburst! Are you coming?” his mom called from upstairs.
“Sorry Starlight, but I’ve got to go. Talk to you later?”
Starlight snickered as the door shut. His mom was going to catch him with a boner. She paused on the doorstep as a thought hit her. He smells like he’s been having sex recently, and not with a pillow. But the only mare he’s been spending time with was Stellar Flare. Sunburst’s no motherfucker… or is he? Nah, my imagination is getting the best of me again. Still… Her horn lit up as she cast an amplification spell on Stellar’s house.
“Now where were we?”
“You were going to show mommy how much you love her.”
She canceled the spell and stuck her tongue out. “Ewwwwww. He’s fucking his own mother. Gross! I mean I love my dad, but I’d never do anything like that with him!”
That was the thought that sewed the seed. An automatic dismissal without a second thought, which of course immediately led to a second thought. Could I? He’d never… I’d never… Sunburst lost his virginity before me. Nerdy, geeky Sunburst is dick deep in pussy right now and it isn’t mine. She pouted.
She’d been tempted to have sex previously, of course. She was a mare, she had urges. But she had closed herself off from making friends after Sunburst left, so there’d been no opportunities to do so while she was still in Sire’s Hollow, no matter how badly she’d wanted to do so just to spite him. After she’d founded Our Town, she hadn’t had time for romantic rendezvous’. Not that it would’ve mattered all that much; with their cutie marks gone it seemed as if all semblance of any talent disappeared, not just their special talents. There wouldn’t have been a decent lover in the lot of them, and it wouldn’t have been very equal of her to have a favorite, anyway. There were so many flaws with her equality plan that were so obvious in hindsight. Maybe in a way she’d inadvertently been saving herself for Sunburst. Not now though. If he was having sex, damn it, so would she! She’d just have to find the right stallion.
Determined, she marched towards her foalhood home. No more procrastinating, she was going to find her dad. Not surprisingly, he was at home, and waiting for her.
“Snookie-wookie! You made it!”
“Daddy!” She flung her forelegs around his neck and kissed his cheek. “I’ve missed you.”
Firelight smiled. Now that was the appropriate way for a daughter to greet her father. Not like the last time she’d come home, yelled at him and Stellar Flare, then rushed to get away as soon as she’d solved the friendship problem. His horn lit up and he instinctively reached for his bit pouch. “All right, sweetie, how much do you need?”
“Dad-deeeeee!” She dragged out that last syllable. “I don’t need your money. I’m just happy to see you.”
Firelight knew his daughter better than she knew herself. She wanted something. If it wasn’t money (and he hadn’t completely dismissed that particular possibility just yet; she may need more than what he had laying around in his bit pouch), then it was something else. He’d just need to figure out what. For now, he nuzzled her. “I bet you’re hungry from your journey. I’ll go cook your favorite: spaghetti & hayballs.”
“Thanks daddy!” Her stomach gurgled at the thought. Spaghetti had always been her favorite as a filly, and surprisingly her tastes hadn’t changed as she aged. Spaghetti was delicious, period, end of discussion. She watched her dad trot into the kitchen. She decided that despite his age, Firelight had a cute butt. Even if it wasn’t quite as firm as it was the last time she checked it out back during puberty. She reminded herself that fillies and colts checking out their parents was a completely normal part of puberty, at least according to Figleaf Streusel. Especially friendless goth fillies that all the colts considered a freak. Then she tried to purge those unwanted memories from her lonely, confused, hormonally raging adolescence by watching the ponies of Sire’s Hollow through the picture window.
Sadly, there weren’t many stallions to be seen. The baker was the only one, and he didn’t seem to have any lack of attention from the mares of the town. One of the booksellers was currently trotting alongside him, and the mare who’d formerly assaulted her with perfume upon her last visit was giving them both the stink eye. So he was out.
Dad’s got a great ass. Her head hit the windowsill. No, no, no.
It was then that Firelight returned to the living room wearing a ridiculous apron insisting the reader ‘kiss the cook’ and doing a poor job of covering up his cute rear. Starlight’s heart raced. She was falling for her dad, there was no mistaking it. “Dinner’s ready, sweetie!”
Starlight sat down at the table and levitated her fork to the plate of spaghetti. She delicately wrapped the thin strands of pasta around the prongs of the fork before lifting it up to her mouth. It was that moment that her father decided to break out an old family photo album. It was opened to a picture of her as a filly. She didn’t even have her cutie mark yet, but she had absolutely buried her snout into a plate of spaghetti and nosed a hayball over to Sunburst, just like they’d seen in a movie.
She giggled as an idea hit her. She nosed a hayball from her plate to her dad’s, then smiled up at him. Firelight smirked and petted her head. “Awww, who’s a good puppy? You are! Yes, you are!” She remembered, now that it was too late, said romantic moment was in a movie starring a pair of animated dogs.
She rolled her eyes in response and levitated the other three hayballs off her dad’s plate.
“Hey!”
“A good puppy should be rewarded with a treat.”
Firelight chuckled. “Got me there. Anyways, I remember how much you love sleeping in, so I scheduled the town council meeting for first thing in the morning, pumky-wumpkin. I’m actually working with Stellar Flare instead of against her these days.” He pinched her cheek. “But when I’m done, we’ll go out and do all the things you used to love doing.”
“I’m not a teenager anymore, dad. I get up at a reasonable hour, same as everypony else.”
“You’re on vacation, honeybun. Relax! I should be home by noon.” He yawned and stretched. “Unfortunately, that means an early night for me. I’m not as young as I used to be.”
The next morning Starlight awoke at her normal time. Rather than get out of bed, she lay there under the covers until she heard the front door slam closed. She peeked out the window and watched her father trot off to her meeting and smiled as inspiration hit. Her room just needed to be…undecorated…first.
She shook up the eyeball-themed Magic 8 Ball. “Tell me all-knowing 8-Ball, is your demise imminent?”
Don’t count on it.
“Wrong answer!” She cheerfully threw the offending toy in the wastebasket. “Didn’t see that coming, now did you?” It was soon followed by everything dark and gloomy, everything decorated with skulls, emo posters, death metal records, goth clothing, angst-filled poetry, unsent letters to Sunburst, and all her books on black magic. Said wastebasket was then unceremoniously levitated to the backyard and set ablaze. She had no desire to relive her pubescent years. That left her with few options for redecorating her room. In the end, she decided to pull out her fillyhood belongings to fill up the newly emptied space. Her dad would appreciate that at least. Her vaginal walls clenched at the thought of her father. I’m not going to fuck my father. I’m not going to fuck my father. I’m not going to suck his long, hard cock. I’m not going to scream his name instead of Sunburst’s. She shook her head to clear those thoughts from it.
She straightened up what was left, restoring her bedroom to its pre-Starburst’s departure look. It was completely out of place for a mare of her age, but she didn’t really have any other options. And it was certainly better than what had been there previously. She certainly wasn’t doing this to appeal to her father. That would be silly.
She sighed. She was actually going to do this. If Sunburst could fuck a parent, Celestia fucking damn it, she could too. And she had a plan.
“Hi sweetie, I’m home!”
“Hi dad!” She paused, pretending to only just now notice the purple shirt he was wearing. “Oh! We match!” She hiked her skirt up to reveal a pair of purple panties. As she slipped her skirt back in place over her underwear, she took note that his shirt started noticeably bulging, as his cock threatened to pop out of the gap between two of the buttons. “What did you want to do today?”
“I was thinking we could go fly kites.”
Starlight felt herself moisten at the word kites. Flying a kite had never been a turn-on for her before, but the fact her dad knew her better than anypony else certainly was. It wasn’t what she’d planned on, but she found herself wanting to do that even more. “Sounds good to me, daddy.”
Firelight was confused. His daughter was wearing her old schoolgirl uniform, and had just flashed her underwear at him. What was going on with her? And what’s going on with me. My daughter flashes some cotton and I go rock hard? My incredibly beautiful, all grown up daughter. Celestia, what kind of father am I if my own daughter can turn me on while innocently showing me her panties. She’s naïve, not sexy. That flank though… just like her mother’s. There were times looking at Starlight reminded him of his ex-wife. The skank who’d run off with Sunburst’s father, leaving him to raise a filly on the cusp of puberty all by himself. He’d done a pretty good job of it, or so he thought. Now, however, he might have to reconsider that if she thought showing off her underwear was appropriate.
Thankfully, as one of Starlight’s favorite places as a filly, Firelight had fiercely protected Sire’s Hollow Veterans Memorial Park from Stellar Flare’s visions of development. The park had emerged unscathed from their prolonged battle of preservation versus progress. The playground equipment was exactly the same. Every single tree was right where she remembered them being. Including the devious kite-eating tree. “You.” She glared at the tree. “You know, dad, I would’ve been perfectly fine if this tree had been cut down in my absence.”
“But then where would the challenge be, chipmunk cheeks?”
Starlight’s horn glowed as she faced the tree. She unleashed her magic and the tree regressed back to being a sapling. “I might turn it back when we’re done. Or maybe I’ll eat it as a snack. I haven’t decided yet.”
“Sugarplum!”
“Fine, I’ll turn it back as soon as we’re done.” She stuck her tongue out at it. “I’d like to see it try to eat a kite now.”
As she’d been cleaning her room up, she’d found her old kites. She’d missed them. She hadn’t seen them for the better part of a decade, and hadn’t used them in even longer. She’d given up on kites during her goth phase. Probably for the best, as she had a hard time picturing somepony flying a black kite decorated with skulls and broken hearts. The old kites were admittedly cutesy, but that was okay for a kite.
Had Sunburst not left to go to school, chances are Starlight’s destiny would’ve involved kites. She pondered what a kite cutie mark might look like as her favorite foalhood kite soared above her. Her dad was still fumbling with his own kite. He’d never had quite as much luck with kites as she’d had, and it didn’t help he was a decade out of practice with them. Yet it had never stopped him from trying. One of the many reasons she loved her daddy.
A gust of wind pulled the kite nearly from her magic’s grasp, and she felt the pull of the kite dragging her. She galloped along behind the kite trying to keep it steady. Her father’s had completely broken free from his grasp and he was likewise chasing it across the park. The gale intensified and she finally released her grip on the string, letting the wind take it where it would. She teleported a few hundred meters ahead of her current point. The good news is she found her kite. The bad news is it was exactly where her kites always ended up…
The kite was, of course, snagged in tree branches. In particular, of a certain sapling. Starlight just looked at the kite and the tiny tree. “How?!?”
“Look on the bright side! At least it’ll be easier to retrieve this time.”
“I’m cutting this menace down once and for all!” She grabbed her kite in her magic as her dad grabbed her tail in his own, pulling her away from the tree before she could take out her vengeance on it.
“Remember, you did say you wanted to see it try. It tried and succeeded, sugarplum.”
The trot home took them down Sire’s Hollow’s main street. The town was slowly recovering from Firelight and Stellar Flare’s war of preservation versus progress. The bookstore was once more selling books. The bakery was selling cookies, cakes, and bread that didn’t double as Yakyakistanian currency (the value of which goes up the harder it is to smash/the more smashing it can do). The fruit smoothie store had added actual fruit that could be eaten to its menu. The fragrance store was gone; unsurprising since Sire’s Hollow was far too small to support a business dedicated entirely to colognes and perfumes. The ‘coming soon’ sign indicated it would reopen as the latest franchise of Rarity’s Boutique.
“I’ll make dinner!” Starlight declared as they entered Firelight’s house. She trotted inside ahead of her father, swishing her tail in just the right way to flash her panties at Firelight yet again. They both knew that Starlight wasn’t Equestria’s best chef. The awful, barely-adequate food served in Our Town was still a step up from her cooking. But even she could spread mayonnaise on two slices of bread and throw lettuce and daisies between them. Well, normally her dad preferred mayonnaise. Today he’d be getting mustard instead to disguise the secret ingredient she was throwing in. It’s a good thing her reputation as a bad cook preceded her, otherwise it would be hard to get away with messing up a simple sandwich.
There was nothing sultry about the way she walked into the dining room to serve her father. There’d be a time for that, but right now the name of the game was innocence. Firelight looked down at his plate, and the open sandwich presented to him. The top half had a smiley face out of mayo. It was so cute he almost hated to smush it into the bottom half.
He chuckled. “I used to do the same thing to your sandwiches. You remembered!” He smiled at his daughter.
Starlight beamed in response. “Kinda hard to forget all those happy sandwiches you served. Or that one time you made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with the PB angry on one side and the jelly sad on the other.”
You were mad at me, pumky-wumkin. I figured it might make you smile and forgive me.”
“It did.”
Firelight took a bite of the sandwich and coughed. “Wow, that’s spicier than I was expecting.”
“Sorry. I must’ve used too much mustard.” She glared at the bottle of Golden Seed’s spicy brown mustard still sitting on the counter where she’d left it. “Believe it or not, I’ve actually been working on my cooking skills.”
Firelight looked down at the sandwich. “It’s not on fire, so that’s an improvement.”
“Daddy!” Starlight shoved him playfully. “See if I cook for you ever again!”
“Promise?”
“Hmph.” Starlight stuck her nose in the air in mock offense. She took a bite of her own sandwich and gagged. “Okay, yeah. That’s too much mustard. But it’s the thought that counts, right?” She inhaled. “Clears the sinuses up though!” She took another bite, and gleefully noted that she could now smell the scent of her father’s arousal mixing with her own. That, and mustard. Especially mustard.
Starlight hadn’t been kidding. Firelight’s nasal passages were assaulted by mustard and the smell of his daughter’s arousal. That explained some of her odd behavior. She was obviously wearing the skirt and panties to discourage unwanted attention. It wasn’t working, as his own unwanted attention proved, but it was a noble attempt anyway. Sunburst was in town, maybe he could help her with that particular issue. She’d had the biggest crush on him back in the day. And while it pained him to think of it, his beautiful little filly was all grown up now. If she wanted to roll in the hay with some lucky stallion, there wasn’t much he could do to stop her. He could, however, intimidate that stallion with the threat of much pain should he hurt his little pumky-wumpkin. Unless it was Sunburst. Despite his mother’s …quirks… he was a nice colt. Maybe he could sire some grandfoals for him.
Dinner was mostly uneventful, aside from more water than normal being consumed. Good, he’ll be well-hydrated for what comes next. “Daddy! Come check out what I did with my room while you were gone this morning.”
Firelight poked his head into the room and his jaw dropped. It was like looking through a portal to the past. “You redecorated.”
“Do you like it? I know how big you are on preservation, so I figured that if I was going to change it, I better go even further back into history.”
“It’s certainly more pleasant than all the skulls, eyeballs and broken hearts.”
Starlight hopped up onto her bed and patted the seat next to her. “Read me a story, daddy?”
“Now puddin’, don’t you think this is going just a little too far back? You’re an adult now with responsibilities. You don’t need me to read you a story. In your bedroom. While wearing your old school uniform.”
“Please daddy? A few months ago I wanted Sunburst to play a game with me so badly I reverted us both back to our foalhood bodies. I could do that again, just for you. Would you like that? I can be your little filly again. Is that what I need to do to get my daddy to read me a story? Don’t you love me anymore?” She pouted.
“Of course I love you, silly filly. You don’t have to literally be my little filly to still be my little filly. I get it. You’re trying to show me how much you’ve grown up and how silly it is for me to treat you like a foal. I’m sorry for clinging to your foalhood longer than you have.”
“Maybe I tried to grow up too fast. Maybe I was so badly burned by Sunburst I wanted to purge everything that reminded me of him. Maybe I regret all that now. Please read me a story.”
“Okay, pumky-wumpkin. Which one?”
“Any of them.”
“May as well go with your favorite.” Firelight picked up a copy of Gusty the Great and sat on Starlight’s bed. “Long ago, and oh so far away, there lived a timid unicorn by the name of Gusty Breeze. Gusty’s special talent was making wind…” Starlight snickered at that. “Oh sure, now you realize that’s a fart joke. You have no idea how hard it was not to laugh every time I read this to you when you were a filly.”
Starlight shifted positions and crawled over to her father. “I wanna sit on your lap. Like old times.”
“Now, snookum, I don’t think that’s the best idea.” It had taken longer than he would’ve liked for that last erection to go away. The thought of this beautiful young mare climbing on top of him started him rising towards half-mast.
“Shhh. Just keep reading.” She kissed her dad. A quick peck on the cheek as she sat on his lap. Her skirt fell around her flanks, obscuring his view of his nether regions. She was sitting right behind his now throbbing erection. There was no way she could’ve missed seeing it.
“Gusty was an average unicorn mare from an average unicorn town. Nopony expected much from her. She’d continue her family’s tradition of making kites, just as her mother had before her, and her grandmother before her.” Starlight started rubbing her dad’s throbbing erection as he read.
Firelight put the book down. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but that’s quite enough, young lady. You’re not too old for me to take over my knees and tan your hide.”
Starlight shifted her position and laid across her dad’s knees. She then hiked her skirt and pulled her panties down, revealing her posterior to her father. “Yes, I’ve been a very bad filly. Punish me.” His hoof struck her buttocks before he could even think about it. She sniffled. “Ow! Daddy! Why are you hurting me?”
“Because you’ve been a very naughty little filly.” He spanked her again, harder. “This is going to hurt me more than it does you.”
“Wait! Daddy! Maybe there’s something else I could do?” Starlight sat up and started rubbing her ass crack against Firelight’s penis. She could feel drops of pre-cum trickling from his dick, as her own vaginal fluids dripped onto her bedsheets.
Firelight stood up. “Snookum, this is wrong and you know it as well as I do.”
“Is it, daddy? I want this.” She brushed his penis with her tail. “You want this. Who cares if society says its wrong? Society isn’t here, it’s just you and me. So if I want it and you want it, it isn’t wrong then, is it? You do want it, don’t you?” She started massaging his cock with her forehooves.
“I’m conflicted.”
Starlight licked the tip of her dad’s dick. He wasn’t pulling away. He wasn’t sold on the idea just yet, but she could be almost as pushy of a salespony as the Flim Flam brothers. More so when the bargain she was driving was herself. She’d once sold an entire town on equality, surely she could convince her dad to rut her silly. Sucking his cock was a good first step. She was slightly disappointed that her father was only on the small side of average, which may be why her slut of a mother had left him. Yet it made it far easier to take him all the way in her mouth. A fact her dad must be appreciating right now despite his silence. He still made no attempt to stop her.
“Chipmunk cheeks.”
Starlight almost choked on her dad’s cock laughing. “If you like these cute little chipmunk cheeks, wait until you try my sugar bun on for size. It’s warm, tight, and never been parked in.” She felt his dick go even harder in her mouth. She had him, now all she had to do was reel him in. Crushing some erectile dysfunction pills and garnishing his dinner with it was paying off. She flopped onto the bed and rolled onto her back. “Be gentle, daddy, it’s my first time.”
He leaned over and took a quick lick of his daughter’s pussy. Calling her ‘moist’ would be an understatement. There was wet, and there was depraved, desperate, pent-up virgin. Starlight was definitely in the latter category. Just a little flick of his tongue set her to moaning. He positioned himself as comfortably as he could in the bed he’d intentionally purchased to be the smallest that could fit his then teenage daughter. He didn’t want her bringing colts home back then. With the benefit of hindsight, he needn’t have worried about that. Now though, it was certainly making it difficult to find a good spot. In the end he settled for leaving his hind legs on the floor at the base of the bed and bending over the footboard. Starlight scooted closer to him, eagerly letting him lap up her juices.
It didn’t take much to give Starlight her first non-self-initiated orgasm. A few licks here, a quick swirly there. He hadn’t even paid her clitoris any attention yet when she came the first time. She was obviously pent-up well past the point of bursting. So he kept going, swirling his tongue around her folds, exploring every square inch of his daughter’s pussy.
Eventually though, it was time to finish the appetizer and move on to something more substantial. “Do you have lube?”
“Why would I have that, daddy?” Starlight fluttered her eyelashes, innocently.
“Sugar bun, you had no friends growing up. You went through the change from being a filly to being a mare in this room. I’m sure you’ve got at least a few toys in here that aren’t stuffed animals.”
Starlight blushed red and one of her dresser drawers opened. Socks and underwear scattered as a bag discreetly hiding underneath them opened. A jar of lube floated over to the bed. “Should I get the toys out too?”
“I don’t think that’ll be necessary. The only other thing you need is a blindfold.”
“Daddy! Why would I need a blindfold?”
“Because I don’t want you to see me deflowering you. I want you to pretend its Sunburst or some other stallion you like.”
“There’s no stallion I love more than my daddy.”
“Be that as it may, if you’re not wearing a blindfold we’re not going any further.”
“Fine.” Starlight huffed, but she wanted this badly enough to comply. She levitated a sock out of her drawer and fastened it around her head. “It’s a silly request. I’m just going to be picturing you anyway.”
“That’s up to you. But at least you won’t see this.” She wanted his cock, but she wasn’t getting it. Instead he lubed up his horn and directed his daughter to present herself. He slid his horn in gently, encountering resistance the entire way. A few drops of blood dripped on his face, confirming he was indeed taking her virginity. “Very tight.”
“I told you that you’re the first.”
He slid his horn in and out of her folds slowly. Periodically Starlight would gasp as he continued deeper. Once satisfied that she could take his horn, he rolled onto his back. “C’mon sweetie. You ride me for a while.” She complied, wrapping her crotch around his horn and working her hips up and down, slapping her ass into his snout as she facefucked him. It didn’t take long for Starlight to position herself to where he could best hit her erogenous zone. She orgasmed, flooding his face with her juices, but never slowing down. She kept riding him, speeding up every time she came.
Firelight’s face was completely drenched and his daughter was riding his horn so hard she was threatening to break his nose with each impact of her crotch. He released a few short bursts of magic to simulate an ejaculation, and Starlight slowed down. She panted for breath as she came to a stop. “I was starting to think you weren’t going to cum.”
Firelight slid his horn out of his daughter, rubbing his face on her bedsheet to dry off. He gently pushed his daughter to the bed and she rolled onto her back. He kissed her on the forehead, then licked the base of her horn. The nice thing about hornjobs is any unicorn could give or receive them, regardless of gender. A lot of stallions refused to give them, however, they were all too happy to be on the receiving end. Firelight wasn’t one of those stallions. Unicorn horns were the single most sensitive part of their bodies. Done right, a hornjob could be more pleasurable than any other form of sex. And he’d given and received enough of them to know just how to do them correctly. He started licking the length of her horn before taking it into his mouth. Starlight moaned in surprise as his tongue snaked around her horn.
He couldn’t take her all the way into his mouth. Starlight’s mom probably could’ve, but she was the rare unicorn willing to deep throat a horn. Horns were far more rigid than cocks, and accidents were far more likely to occur. Instead he contented himself with just sucking the top half of her horn. Starlight reached out with her forehooves and started stroking his cock. A hoofjob would be perfect; he’d get a release of his own without needing to worry about accidentally knocking her up. He moaned in pleasure, letting her know to keep going.
Instead she shoved his dick into her waiting pussy. “Sweetheart, I’m not wearing a condom right now.”
“That didn’t bother you earlier…”
“That was my horn, pumky-wumpkin.”
“But I felt…”
“Magic.”
Starlight took the blindfold off. Her father’s hair was matted and still smelled of her vaginal fluids. “Fooled me.”
“I like facefucking. And it’s an old trick of mine for when I don’t have protection. I want grandbabies someday, but I don’t want to be the father.”
“You’re not getting off the hook that easily! You’re going to pump me full of your cum. You’re going to rail me until I collapse into a puddle of quivering orgasmic bliss. And do you know why you’re going to do all that? Because you’re my daddy and you love me.” She tossed the blindfold away. “No more pretending. No more half-assed fucking.” Her magical corona lit up and the dresser drawer once more opened. She pulled out an even shorter skirt and some pom-poms. “I know you used to play hoofball in high school, daddy. Pretend its prom night and I’m the head cheerleader. And rut me like your reputation depends on it.”
“Where did you even get those? You were never a cheerleader.”
“Same place I got the rest of these toys. Now shut up and focus.” She grabbed his head and pulled him in close, locking lips with him. Her tongue darted inside his mouth as she pulled him on top of her.
Firelight loved his daughter more than anything in the world. Sometimes doing the right thing doesn’t mean doing the ‘right’ thing. Sometimes what’s ‘right’ is wrong and what’s ‘wrong’ is actually right. His daughter was beautiful, sexy, and presenting herself to him right now. The ‘right’ thing to do would be to walk out and pretend this had never happened. But the right thing in the heat of the moment was to give her what she wanted. He mounted her, sliding his cock into her winking, dripping pussy. He was doing this. Really, really doing this. He thrust into her, feeling her shudder as he hit her G-spot.
It had been a long time for Firelight. But much like flying a kite, you never really forget how. In. Out. In. Out. Picking up a little speed, finding a rhythm. It didn’t take long for Starlight to synch her body to his, and bodies merged in ecstasy, they moved through the motions together. He slowed down. It had been the better part of a decade since his last time, and he didn’t want to blow his load immediately. He stroked her cheek with a forehoof. “My little honey bunny is all grown up.” He kissed her. A quick peck on the lips, but Starlight leaned up to return it. Their lips lingered, tongues darting to explore the inside of one another’s mouths.
Starlight clenched her vaginal muscles, gripping her father’s cock and reminding him that she still had needs that she needed him to fulfill. By this point she was so wet, he slid in and out of her easily. As earlier, she was so turned on it didn’t take much to make her orgasm. Once, twice, three times in a row.
She wrapped her forelegs around his back, pulling him as tightly against her as possible. “Fuck me harder, daddy.”
“As you command, pumpky-wumpky.” He started thrusting faster, pressing his dick as far into his daughter as it would go. Which wasn’t as far as either of them would’ve liked, but her continued moaning attested to his skill and not his length. She wrapped her tail around his ass, trying to pull him in deeper still. He responded by plowing her harder than an earth pony tilling fields. He was close to release; he could feel it. “Sugarplum, you need to let me pull out. Now.”
“Nah.” She wrapped her forelegs and tail around him even tighter. “Cum inside me. Please.”
It was too late to pull out. His release was coming whether he wanted it to or not. “I don’t have much choice.” He ejaculated inside her. His thrusts slowed to a stop as the last of his seed trickled from his dick. Starlight released her grip on him, and he rolled off of her and onto the bed next to her.
“Thank you, daddy.” She kissed him with what little energy she had left. “I needed that.”
“Come on, sugarplum. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He had to help support her as she climbed out of the bed on shaky hooves. He led her to the bathroom and then guided her to his own bedroom once they’d both toweled off with a wet washcloth. She didn’t resist as he tucked her into his bed, then climbed in alongside her.
Starlight sighed in contentment. “Hold me, daddy.” And he did. All night long. She slept soundly in his forelegs, while he dozed off and on, conflicted over what had just transpired.
He awoke for good before she did, and just lay there unmoving, feeling the rise and fall of his daughter’s barrel. His beautiful, recently deflowered daughter. He was confused as to why his daughter felt a need to seduce him instead of Sunburst. He felt guilty for not offering more than a token resistance. He felt accomplished that his equipment was still working in tiptop form even at his age and after so many years of disuse. But he felt even guiltier for thoroughly enjoying himself. And he was worried he might’ve impregnated her. The thoughts had proven impossible to turn off, so sleep had been fitful at best for him.
“Good morning, daddy.”
“Mornin’, pumky-wumpkin.” He released her from his grasp, and she rolled over and kissed him.
“That was the best night’s sleep I’ve had in ages.” She kissed him again. “Love you, daddy.”
“Love you too, chipmunk cheeks.” Guilt started fading away. She had wanted it and had thoroughly enjoyed it. She wasn’t angry, sad, or feeling taken advantage of. They’d deal with whatever the consequences were. If there was one good thing Starlight’s mother had ever done, it had been to instill in him a sense of living for the moment and never regretting after the fact. That, and the sex. Damn, that mare was an absolute animal in the sack. Despite a late start, Starlight seemed to be following in her mother’s hoofsteps.
She trailed kisses down his barrel as he was lost in thought, coming to a stop at his cock. He was still at full-mast. That was completely natural, as there was no possible way the boner pills had lasted that long. She smiled. She’d made daddy stay hard all night. That explained the sticky, damp spot on her flank, from where his dick had been pressed against her. She slid her lips over his stallionhood, feeling him stiffen inside her mouth. “Puddin’, I thought I taught you better than that.”
“What?”
His corona lit up and he swung his daughter around so her crotch was in front of his face. “It’s rude to have breakfast in front of somepony without offering some.” He licked her lips, tasting her fresh moistness. “Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, after all.” He drove his snout into Starlight’s pussy as she went to town on his cock.
Starlight had always been a fast learner. Once she applied herself to learning magic, it came to her naturally. She tried combinations of spells nopony else had ever thought of. She tweaked spells by the greats and made them more powerful or do things the original caster never dreamed of. And so it was with sex. She’d noted what her dad liked the night before and now she was focused on improving on it. Tendrils of her magic wrapped themselves around his medial ring and started rubbing as she continued sucking the top half of his penis.
But it was hard to focus with her father eating her out. His tongue danced around her clit, eliciting moans in response. Years of practice made perfect. He was hitting all her pleasure centers, almost as if he wasn’t even trying. All she had were years of repressed desires, fantasies, sex tips from the mare’s magazines in the supermarket checkout line, and a single night’s experience. Before she knew it, she released, squirting her father in the face in the process. He licked his lips, relishing the taste of his daughter.
She sat up, swinging her hindlegs over her father, positioning herself on top of his raging erection. She rode him hard, ass slapping against his legs. He grabbed hold of her thighs as she grinded against him. What she lacked in skill she made up for in youthful enthusiasm and stamina. She leaned over, kissing him as she slowly stopped riding him. “Mnnn, I think there’s one thing left we haven’t done.”
“What’s that, sweetie?”
“Well, we’ve done oral, hornjobs, and vaginal. But there’s one part of me that you haven’t claimed for yourself yet.” Starlight levitated the bottle of lube over and slowly worked it all over her dad’s cock. Then she smeared some in her asshole. She then rolled over onto her stomach and hiked her tail, giving Firelight a clear view of everything she had to offer. The morning sunlight streaming through the window reflected the moisture of the lube, making her butt glisten. He’d seen magazine photos less enticing.
“This is probably going to hurt a bit, pumky-wumpkin.”
“I’m an adult, daddy. I can handle a little pain.”
“All right, sugar bun.” He rolled on top of Starlight and guided his dick towards her tight little ponut. He encountered resistance immediately upon entering. He eased up, pushing deeper as slowly as equinely possible. It was a far cry from her mother, who’s ass was so loose she could probably take a traffic cone without any problems. He repressed giggle at that mental image, and instead wished he’d have thought of that a good ten years earlier so he could’ve attempted to prove it.
Starlight clenched her teeth as her dad penetrated deeper inside her ass. Once he was in as far as he could go he started sliding out. Once he was halfway out he slid forward again. He encountered less resistance with each ridiculously slow thrust. Once he was sure she could take it without too much discomfort, he started thrusting for real. She let out a gasp of surprise and then pressed her butt against her dad’s crotch as tightly as possible.
She continued ramming backwards as he thrusted forwards. He could see tears of pain in the corners of her eyes. He laid down atop her, pinning her to the bed. He leaned his head next to hers and nuzzled her as he stopped thrusting. “If it hurts too much, sweetheart, we can stop.”
She licked his cheek. “Keep going. I’m a grown mare, I can take it.”
“If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.”
He continued going slowly, eventually frustrating Starlight. “Come on daddy, cum in my ass! You know you want to.”
“All right, all right.” He sped up, ramming his penis deeper into her ass with each thrust. She squealed in surprise, then pleasure. With as tight as she was, it didn’t take long for him to shoot a load of jizz deep into her asshole.
He rolled off her and panted for breath. “That was amazing, sugarplum.”
“Am I better than mother?”
“In every sense of the word.”
“Good.”
