Shining Armour leapt out of bed, rubbing his hands together. The food at Father’s Day brunch was always incredible, but it was far from the best thing about it. He went to the mahogany dresser against the wall and grabbed a pair of underwear, beige shorts, and a navy-blue polo shirt. Without bothering to fix his mane, he made his way to the dining room.
Unlike most of the palace, the dining room was modest and simple. An oval table only large enough to seat eight was in the middle. Three places were set, two across from each other and a third to the side. He took a seat in one of the padded wooden chairs fashioned from the same oak as the table and cabinets. At first, the guards had wondered why they’d chosen it when they had the palace’s great hall, but it reminded Shining of home, except with a crystalline floor, walls, and ceiling.
He wasn’t kept waiting long. “Happy Father’s Day, my prince,” Cadance said, strutting inside. “Hey—why are you drooling? The food hasn’t even arrived yet.” She wore a black-and-white maid outfit that left little to the imagination. The top and bottom were most certainly several sizes too small, riding up her amazonian ass. Her wide hips swayed with every step she took, and her boobs jiggled enough to nearly pop out of her low-cut top. The spotless white apron was so small, it hardly covered anything, either. The only part of the outfit that looked like it was made for her was the waist, which showed off her hourglass curves.
“Are you the brunch?” Shining said.
Cadance shook her head, then winked. “I’m the dessert.”
They flirted back and forth while she cooked. She made the waffles herself, including the batter. She deliberately faced Shining while she stirred it, giving him a nice little show. While they cooked in a waffle iron, she prepared hash browns with mushrooms, peppers, onions, and a half-dozen seasonings in a cast iron skillet. Meanwhile, fresh coffee brewed. Shining leaned back, taking in the sensations. Everything smelled almost as delicious as his wife looked. Part of him knew this perfect day wouldn’t last. Ever since Flurry Heart hit puberty, it never did.
Waffles topped with fresh strawberries, raspberries, and chocolate chips were the first course. Cadance drew a little heart of whipped cream on them. “I could never stand that Aunt Zecora stuff,” she said as she drizzled them with a generous amount of real maple syrup.
Shining made a face. “Why even bother at that point? Disgusting.” They shared a laugh and began eating. A third portion sat in the empty place. Three years ago, Shining would’ve had Cadance drag her in by the scruff of the neck before starting, but not today. He sipped his triple-triple coffee, enjoying all the extra sugars and cream added in. He normally took it with just one of each.
Of course, the waffles were perfectly cooked. But it was at that moment the door burst open and a telltale “Ugh!” heralded his daughter’s arrival.
“Good afternoon, sweetie,” Cadance said. “Your brunch hasn’t gotten cold yet.”
“Could you have picked anything more slutty?”
Shining looked up from his waffles. The irony of his daughter’s question almost made him choke. She wore black leather stockings that went halfway up her thighs and matching fingerless gloves on her hands that extended past her elbows. Silver-studded belts and buckles topped them both. The rest of her wear was a miniskirt so short, he’d have been able to see her marehood if not for her hot-pink thong panties. A tiny black tank top along with a studded leather collar completed her outfit. Only X-shapes made of black tape kept her nipples covered.
Unlike Cadance’s, her breasts actually bounced out of the top when she walked. At most, her top was made for somepony with a D-sized rack, and Flurry was easily twice that big. She took her seat, cuffing Cadance in the face with her wing as she did. As usual with her, she wore black eyeshadow, black lipstick, and even had little black tears drawn on her cheeks with eyeliner. She sniffed the waffles and made a face before taking small bites. It was the perfect summary of his daughter since she came of age: a continuous cry for attention that tried way too hard. If he didn’t know better, he’d have sworn it was a cry for his attention.
Shining went back to his food, shaking his head. For all of Flurry Heart’s efforts to adopt the “big titty goth GF” look, she reminded him of something out of My Immortal. All he knew was that if she started talking about preps with disdain, he’d lose his shit. Her piercings were bad enough. She had several in her ears, one in her navel, and one on her tongue. The tape over her nipples made it blatantly obvious that those were pierced, too.
The worst part of it all was that he couldn’t help but find everything about her smoking hot.
She definitely had the “big titty” part right, Shining was always pleased to mentally note. If only she’d taken after her mother in ways other than her killer body. “I don’t know why you even invited me,” she said. “It’s obvious that you two are about to fuck. Again. Don’t let me stop you, Mommy. Give Daddy his Father’s Day present. Again.”
“Flurry,” Shining said. “Not funny.”
“Look at what she’s wearing!” Flurry protested. “Normally she goes out of her way to hide the fact that she’s a slut. We both know what ‘Princess of Love’ really means.”
Cadance shook her head. “He’s my husband, sweetie. I’m his wife. Making love to my husband doesn’t make me a slut.”
“Fucking every one of your guards does.”
“I never did that, sweetie,” Cadance said patiently. Of course, she’d most certainly made the rounds in the barracks once or twice, but that was when Flurry Heart was too young to remember.
Flurry rolled her eyes. “Stop calling me that, Mom. I’m not a sweetie.” In her way of trying to emphasize her point, she pressed her arms against her breasts. Squished together, they went a good few inches past her elbows, and her nipples definitely would’ve been exposed if it weren’t for the tape covering them. Shining couldn’t help but wonder if she did this specifically around him to draw his eyes to her rack instead of Cadance’s. It was working.
“Flurry,” Shining said. “I know you’re into this whole ‘bad filly’ look, but you’re a grown mare now.”
“Yeah, grown in all the right places—just like Mother,” Flurry said, gesturing at her curvaceous body. “I’ve got so much to live up to.”
“Flurry…”
Flurry slammed her hands on the table. “You’re not my dad!”
“Actually, I am your daddy,” Shining said. “If you’re not gonna finish that, then maybe you should go to your room.”
After she took a few more bites, Flurry stood up. “Fine. I’ll go. Mommy’s Little Armour misses me anyway.”
“Please stop calling it that,” Cadance said.
But Flurry only flipped her off as she stormed out of the kitchen. Shining polished off his plate and magicked his daughter’s half-eaten portion over. “Well, at least some good came of that. Did you really need to give her one of those for her eighteenth birthday?”
Cadance shrugged. “I thought a dildo would calm her down. One of those helped me when I was that age and you weren’t around.”
“Heh, well, at least that isn’t a problem anymore,” Shining said, his face a mirror of the foxy smile Cadance gave him. “Whaddya say? Just gotta finish off these waffles and dig into the hash browns…”
Cadance giggled. “Ooh, I like it when you get pent up. Tell you what—how about we get you as horny as possible all day, then you can fuck me senseless the rest of the night?”
Shining leaned across the table and kissed her. He copped a generous feel of her breasts before going back to his brunch.
Covered in sweat, Shining allowed himself a luxurious stretch. There was nothing like a good hoofball scrimmage with the guards. Even after all these years, he still had the knack for it. It felt even better because the guards didn’t let him win. At least, it didn’t seem like they did. There was that one fumble in the fourth—
“Ugh, damn it.” Shining took off at a run. “Stop it, stop it!” he yelled.
Flurry Heart was near the end of the hoofball field. One of the guards stood there, trying to stare past her. His limbs shook. Flurry pulled her top down, jiggling her tits near his face. Like a true alicorn, she was tall and amazonian, already over six feet tall, around the same height as the guard. She turned at Shining’s yelling, and her boobs flopped from side to side as she spun. He hadn’t realized just how perky they were until they were staring him in the face as they swung pendulously, free of all constraints. “Why?”
“You damn well know why.” Shining stopped just shy of her and folded his arms. “Now put those away.”
Pouting, Flurry obeyed, cramming them back into her black tank top. “I thought you liked these.”
“I don’t—I do—I mean—you’re my daughter,” he said. Being left so horny by Cadance’s maid outfit from earlier wasn’t helping matters, either. “How many times have I told you not to try to fuck the guards?”
“I dunno. A million?” Flurry shrugged. “How can I be just like Mom if I can’t get into some big, hunky guard’s pants? First you won’t let me make the peasants happy, and now I can’t even get properly rutted by the guards. How else am I supposed to sleep around the barracks?”
“Are you always horny?” Shining said, though if she was anything like Cadance, he already knew the answer. “Didn’t that gift Mom got you help at all?”
“What, that tiny thing?”
“Your mother told me it’s nine inches.”
Flurry rested a fist on her hip and made a gap a couple inches wide with the other. “Yeah, tiny.”
“Didn’t you pay any attention to your sex ed classes?” Shining said. “That’s bigger than most stallions.”
“And? I bet at least one of these guys is packing.” She turned to the guard behind her. “How about you? Do you have a nice, big, juicy sausage between your legs? Why don’t you show me, since Dad’s too scared to whip out his little corn dog—”
“Okay, that’s it.” Shining advanced and snatched a forearm, pulling her back. “Stop putting on the act—now. Your mother and I do what we do as much as we do it because we’re in a healthy relationship. Stop dressing this way, and stop trying to act like such a nympho.”
In a flash of magic, Flurry teleported away from him, shook her head, and then flew off. Despite himself, Shining stared up her skirt through the gap in her thighs until she and her bubbly ass were out of sight. “Stupid sexy Flurry,” he muttered.
Shining hadn’t seen much of Flurry in the hours before dinner. When Cadance asked him how his hoofball game went, he made no mention of his altercation with their daughter. He could tell that things were about to come to a head, and he was hoping that it could wait until tomorrow.
Cadance somehow managed to look even sexier for their dinner than she had for breakfast. She wore an ice-blue corset studded with sapphires, elbow-length white gloves, and a lilac dress that exposed plenty of her expansive, cerise cleavage, and flowed down to the floor, but showed off her long, slender legs right before the blossomed into her curvaceous thighs. It was the kind of dress you couldn’t wait to tear off a mare. To cap off her look, she had a diamond-encrusted gold necklace set with a pink rhodolite garnet cut into a heart-shape that drew attention to the chest.
“Mmm, you’ve really outdone yourself tonight, Honey,” Shining said as he took his seat.
Cadance curtseyed while Flurry huffed and rolled her eyes. “If you think that’s outdoing myself, just wait until you see the special surprise dinner that I’ve prepared for the greatest father in the whole wide world!”
“Barf,” Flurry said. “Are you two trying to make me puke?”
“You still haven’t changed,” Shining replied. Flurry Heart looked no different than she had at brunch or the hoofball game. And no less sexy. “What did I tell you?”
“It’s not an act, and it’s not a phase,” Flurry insisted. “I’m her daughter. Unlike her, I’m not hiding the pony I really am.”
Cadance and Shining exchanged glances. “I never even thought of dressing myself like that—even on Nightmare Night,” Cadance said. “Can you please just be quiet and let your father enjoy his special day?”
Flurry blew a rogue bang of her mane away from her face and looked at the ceiling. After a pregnant pause, Cadance stood and sauntered into the kitchen. She returned with an entire personal-sized keg of beer and a silver, oval plate. An enormous corn dog rested on it in a bed of onions, ketchup, mustard, and relish. The huge stick, fashioned from a plank of wood, had the words “BEST DAD EVER” burned into it.
She set the plate and keg down in front of him. “What do you think?”
“Honey, it’s perfect,” he said, kissing her. In a shimmer of his aura, he removed the top of the keg, releasing the beer’s hoppy aroma. “Ah, nothing like cracking open a bear to have with a corn dog after a long day of hoofball.”
“And fucking,” Flurry said. “Don’t think I didn’t hear you.”
“Don’t you mean ‘cracking open a beer,’ honey?” Cadance said.
“No,” Shining insisted. “Look at the label on the keg.”
“‘Bear Beer’?” Cadance read. “Huh, well I’ll be.”
Flurry stood and glided her hands up and down her curves. “Look at me—I’m Mother, Princess of Love! I’m the sex symbol of the Crystal Empire!” She started strutting around, swaying her hips in the most exaggerated way Shining had ever seen.
Considering how many hot mares he’d been with over the years, that was saying something. He shook his head, simply trying to ignore her, and hefted the corn dog. “Wow, honey, this thing’s huge. I can’t even fit the whole thing into my mouth.”
“I bet Mother’s never said that,” Flurry said as she strode over to him. “So, what was it like the night you got her with me, Father? Did she do something like this to you?” With her hands on her thighs, she began gyrating her hips.
Shining took a bite of the corn dog. The breading was perfectly crisp, yet soft and fluffy. “Flurry, stop.”
“I bet she did. Didn’t you, Mother? She knew you were a stallion of honour, and it wouldn’t look proper to leave her if you knocked her up. The second your little sister became royalty, she made sure to get herself pregnant, so she’d have royal connections in Equestria, too,” Flurry said.
Shining kept eating and only grunted at her, while Cadance moved in to steer her to her seat. “Sweetie, it wasn’t like that at all. Firstly, your father and I were married before—”
“Ooh, look at me!” Flurry said, swaying her hips and groping her chest. “I’m Cadance!”
Shining put his corn dog down and glared at her. “Flurry. You’re ruining Daddy’s dinner.”
“Princess of Love!” Flurry went on. “Celestia raises the sun, Luna raises the moon, and Mommy raises your cock!”
“Flurry Heart! I am taking you to your room!” Cadance said, grabbing Flurry’s arm.
“Let go of me!” Flurry yelled, struggling against her mother’s grip. Then she stumbled, and her round ass bumped into the cask of Bear Beer. It seemed to tip in slow motion, and both he and Cadance made a grab for it, but it fell heavily on its side, spilling its delicious contents all over the corn dog.
Everypony stopped moving and stared at the catastrophe.
“Out,” Cadance said. “Out! OUT!”
Even Flurry Heart looked sorry as she scurried off to her room, bravado gone. Shining stared at the ruins of what was supposed to be an epic dinner. “You uh, didn’t make a backup corn dog, did you?”
Cadance rounded on him. “You know this is your fault, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
She stormed over to him until they were within a hair’s breadth of one another. “Have you forgotten who I am? No? Are you sure about that, Shining?” Her hands were on her hips, and she tapped a forehoof impatiently on the ground. Shining knew he was in for it now—but why exactly was anypony’s guess. “I’m the Princess of Love.”
Shining stole a glance at her cleavage, which just so happened to be pressing against his chest. When you were as busty as his wife, this kind of thing tends to happen a lot when you wanted to get in close. “I know that.”
“Do you have any inkling of what’s causing this?” she said. “I didn’t think so. Don’t think I haven’t seen the looks you’ve given her. Don’t think I’m ignorant to the thoughts that cross your mind. You love her.”
“Shouldn’t every father love his daughter?”
“You know what I mean.” The glare she shot him with was downright scary, the way her expressive eyes narrowed, almost unblinking. “She feels the same thing about you. But you’ve done nothing except think and stare.”
Shining found himself backing away, but Cadance matched every step he took. “Isn’t that doing the right—”
“No.” Cadance shook her head. “All of this stems from that. Deep down, all she wants is to be like me. Very like me. She’s got it all: the figure, the tits, the ass… except for one thing.”
He didn’t need for her to spell it out for him. “Are you suggesting what I think you are?”
“You need to go to her room and teach her a lesson. A long, hard lesson,” Cadance said. “Some mares get fucked senseless. Others need sense fucked into them.”
“But, she’s—”
“You’ve fucked your mother,” Cadance said, bemused. “And your sister. Several times.”
“It was your idea. Well, you put the thought into Mom’s head. Twily and me just kinda happened.”
Cadance ignored him. “Besides, your special talent is pleasuring alicorns. Doesn’t it bother that you’re one shy of the complete set?”
Shining leaned back, shaking his head. “Dear… I dunno. Isn’t that not legal here?”
“I will make it legal,” Cadance said. “Look, we’ve tried everything, haven’t we? Think about it. We’ve grounded her, taken away her goth clothes, and I even bought her a plot device for her eighteenth birthday a few months ago.”
Before he knew it, Shining found himself being led down the hallway toward his daughter’s room. “I knew she was trying to get attention, but not my attention.”
“Seriously?” Cadance said. “There are pickup artists out there who’d kill for a night with just one of the mares you fuck on the regular, and then you end up being this dense sometimes. I guess she just really, really takes after me in more ways than either of us originally thought… and in some ways, more so.”
“For example, I think she’s even bustier than you were at eighteen.”
“Oh, you did not go there, mister!” Cadance grabbed him by the wrists and pushed him against the wall, pressing their bodies together. “Let’s not forget who the real Princess of Love is.”
Shining kissed her and placed his hands on her hips. He’d never gotten tired of how they flowered from her narrow waist. “I used to bang Princess Celestia, remember?”
“And you still do now and then.” They were so close, all he could see was her eyes.
He felt her up through her dress, and she gently ground against him. “You know me. I worship the god of tits and wine, and he’s been so, so good to me.”
Cadance bit her lower lip and let him up from the wall. They resumed walking. “Can’t argue with that. And you’re right—she does have more going on upstairs than I did at that age.”
“Then what was all that about?”
“I just wanted to get you warmed up a bit.” Cadance threw an arm over his shoulder as they neared Flurry’s room. “And it worked, too.”
Shining couldn’t help but chuckle. Being married to Cadance definitely had its perks. They came to a door plastered with “KEEP OUT!” stickers. “Well, this is it.”
“Enjoy your extra special Father’s Day gift,” Cadance said with a wink.
“Wait… did you plan this somehow?” But she didn’t answer. All Shining could do was watch her retreating back until she rounded a corner. Then he placed his hand on the doorknob. “Flurry Heart, I’m coming. I’m coming in.”
There was no response until he opened the door. He knew the only reason it wasn’t locked was because he and Cadance had forbidden her to have one on her door. The room used to be pink. Now, all manner of edgy posters festooned the walls. Some had weeping skulls, while others had scanty mares dressed in black leather, and black makeup, nailpolish, and hair dye. Some were licking wicked knives, which drew black blood from their tongue. Other posters were similar, except they featured stallions. Some even featured her favourite bands, such as “Death Coach for Cutie Mark.” Far too emo for his taste.
Dirty laundry was strewn all about the floor. Everything lay in random, careless piles, including her bed’s covers. Flurry sat on the bare bed. “I didn’t mean to ruin your dinner, Father.”
“That’s ‘Daddy,’ to you.” Shining took a seat beside her. “You know that your actions have consequences, right?”
Flurry nodded glumly. “You’re here to punish me, Fa—Daddy?”
“I am,” Shining said. “But first, what’s up with this whole thing? I know being your age is about finding yourself, but I don’t think this is who you are. Why are you putting on this ‘big tiddy goth’ look?”
Flurry stared at a coffee stain on the floor for a long while. “It’s just,” she eventually said. “She’s a lot to live up to. Mom, that is. She’s just so… perfect. Every pony, and I mean every single pony I’ve met loves her. I’m her daughter—a princess. How am I supposed to compare to that?”
Flurry looked Shining in the eye for the first time since he’d entered. “Then I started thinking… she’s the Princess of Love, right? Her special talent is fucking, and everything she does is just another turn-on for stallions. Of course they’ll love her—worship her. It’s like she’s eye-candy that puts everypony under her spell, because if you’re important, good-looking, or lucky enough, you’ll get a night with the Princess of Love.”
For a filly so barbed and defiant not so long ago, her slouched posture told him of her need to be comforted. He crooked an arm round her shoulders. “You’ve got it all wrong. Fucking is only part of the job. The way you’re going about it, you’ll be the Princess of Sluts, and I don’t think that’s what you were going for, now was it?”
“I’m… I…” Flurry mumbled, fidgeting under his arm. Even though she was fast-approaching his stature, she was still his little girl. “I’m afraid I’ll never be good enough for y—as good as she is. Even if I try to be somepony else, I’ll always be her daughter, right? Ponies will expect me to be good in bed, no matter what. I thought she got good by being slutty.”
“She’s certainly had practice,” Shining said. “And she’s amazing. Is that why you’ve been acting like this for so long?”
Flurry nodded, then shook her head. She pointed to her breasts, as if they needed extra attention drawn to them. “It’s like the second the girls came in, all I’ve been thinking about is... cock.” Her eyes widened when she realized what she’d said.
“I guess you’ve got a lot going on, huh? Makes me glad I’m a stallion. When I was your age, all I wanted to do was serve in the Royal Guard… and get serviced by gorgeous mares. Mares like you.” Flurry’s embarrassment flared scarlet on her face. They weren’t kidding when they said young mares were complicated.
Shining placed his hands on her shoulders, feeling her shudder to his touch, and she looked up at him with wide, slowly blinking eyes. Somehow, she managed to create the perfect juxtaposition of an innocent little filly still discovering herself, needing a suitable mentor—and a scorching-hot mare who knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it.
For all her pseudo-innocence, she was cheese in a rat trap, and Shining couldn’t resist such tempting bait. “That’s right. I know how you feel and… I’ve felt the same way. It’s gotten quite clear that these feelings aren’t just gonna go away anytime soon, for either of us. There’s only one thing to be done.”
“You mean you’re gonna—?”
“Yes,” Shining said. Seeing her wearing a genuine smile, he couldn’t help but smile himself. “But you still ruined my Father’s Day dinner. You need to be punished. So, why not kill two stones with one bird?”
“Wha?”
“You need to be properly broken in,” Shining said. “It just so happens you learn a thing or two from dating and marrying a nympho… and serving as Captain of the Royal Guard in Canterlot.”
“You mean you did—” Flurry made a circle with her thumb and forefinger, then moved her other forefinger in and out of the hole. “—with Great Aunt Celestia? Or do you mean Great Aunt Luna?”
Shining shrugged. “Why not have both? Turns out, I know my way around a mare’s body.”
She trembled beneath his touch as he rubbed her shoulders, making him feel like he controlled a mareionette. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that you’re gonna be really calling me Daddy by the end of the night.”
“Wait, that’s illegal,” Flurry said.
“Not anymore.” Shining pulled her close. She didn’t pull away, and desire pulled her closer. A shiver ran through him when she pressed up against him. Everything about her was smooth and supple. Somehow, by giving herself so many piercings and altering her look with all that makeup, it brought greater emphasis to her natural beauty and perfect body. What’s more, she was a blank slate when it came to sex, like a fresh, unpicked strawberry still glistening with the morning dew.
“Is—is this what Mommy wants?” Without any coaxing, she pressed harder against him, her voluptuous breasts smooshing into his chest.
“This was Mommy’s idea,” he said. “This is a perfect way for us to spend some father-daughter time now that you’re old enough, and it seems that’s what you want.”
Flurry nodded. “I bet the real thing is different than that tiny toy Mommy bought for me, isn’t it, Daddy?”
“It’s funny.” Shining found himself drawn deep into her eyes. “You were so late hitting puberty, Mom and I were worried it was some kinda quirk for a natural-born alicorn. Turns out, you were just a late bloomer, and you bloomed double time to make up for it. I mean—” He looked her up and down. “—damn. When you bloomed, you really bloomed.”
“I, um…” She placed her hands against his well-muscled chest. A mischievous glint flashed in her forest-green eyes. “Do you think you can handle me? If that magic wand were a real stallion, I’d have probably had him nutting in no time.”
Shining could feel her bravado, her desire to impress him. Eager to let her try, he shifted on the bed until Flurry was in his lap. Her trembling hands betrayed her facade, her hands exploring his chiseled pecs and abs. “That’s good to hear. Even though you’re not the Princess of Love, there is one thing you can do to live up to Mom. She was very good at making me cum when we were your age. Do you think you can do that?”
He hadn’t seen her look so nervous. Her eyes shifted, her ears twitched, and her lips trembled. But her hands ventured lower down his body, telling him of her eagerness. Times like this made him glad he kept himself shredded, even as middle age approached. His hands glided down the fabric of her too-small shirt until they reached the hem. He began to pull up, and she raised her arms.
Shining helped her pull the tank top over her boobs, which flopped out in one epic tiddy drop. Every little bounce and jiggle drew his eyes, holding his attention in a way only a great pair of tits could. His daughter knew he was in her thrall, and she licked her black lips. For a heartbeat, he could see her tongue piercing. His hands were on her wide hips as he took a good look at her double G breasts, which still gave little wobbles from finally being freed.
She was her mother’s daughter, all right.
Flurry didn’t let him just stare forever. She pulled off his shirt and took a moment to admire his body, as if seeing it for the first time. In a sense, Shining realized, she sort of was. This was far from the first time she’d seen him shirtless, but never in an intimate sense. Each tiny movement he made caused his muscles to bulge and cord, even if only slightly, and drew her round, curious eyes.
When she made a move to undo the belt buckles on the tips of her forearm-length gloves, Shining said, “Leave those on.”
She gave him a quizzical look. “But I thought you said—”
“It’s starting to grow on me.” More and more, he came to realize just how smoking hot the goth look made her. “Just because I don’t want you going out like this doesn’t mean I don’t think it makes you look damn fine in the bedroom.”
“I’ve seen the way this makes you look at me, Daddy,” Flurry said. “Maybe it suits me after all.”
“Heh,” Shining said as he studied her face. “Normally a girl’s makeup doesn’t look like that until after I’m done with them. If it’s that way now, what do you think will happen?”
“Wanna find out, Daddy?”
Her invitation brought Shining to his hooves in a hurry. Flurry just stared at him. All of Cadance’s teasing throughout the day, and now being so close to his gorgeous goth daughter had left him with a noticeable bulge. “I wouldn’t be lying if I said I never thought about getting it on with you. I mean—look at you. You’ve got everything a stallion could want.”
“I’ve always wondered what you were like down there.” Her voice was a half-whisper. “The way I’ve heard Mommy scream… I’ve pictured it so many times, but I’ve never seen it. I thought that maybe, since you were a Royal Guard once, getting with some of our palace guards might give me a good idea.”
“Is the only reason you never really came onto me was just because we happened to be related?”
Biting her lip, Flurry nodded.
“I guess this is just par for the course, since you’re royalty,” Shining said. When she cocked her head at him, he went on, “Yeah, yeah, incest is supposed to be a taboo, but that’s only because the common ponies don’t know about the invisible ‘w’ at the start of it. I was blind like them once, but then, the first time both of your great aunts wanted me the same night...”
“Did you—?”
“Fuck yes.” Shining noticed she still hadn’t stopped staring at his crotch. “When two gorgeous alicorn princesses who happen to be sisters invite you to a threesome, how else would you react? Once they started taking off their clothes and making out in front of me, well, you know. You’re actually the only alicorn princess who hasn’t hopped aboard the wincest train—and my cock.”
“Wait, you… even Auntie Twily?”
A devilish grin flashed across his muzzle. “Especially Auntie Twily.”
Flurry had been quiet for a while, but her body was the most vocal thing in the room. She trembled on the bed, hands shaking, fingers twitching.
“Nuh-uh,” Shining said. “I wanna hear you beg for it. You’re always Daddy’s little girl, but now you’re Daddy’s little slut.”
“I want your cock.”
“Okay, so do a long line of other mares.” Shining shook his head and turned to leave, hoping she wouldn’t call his obvious bluff. “Maybe this is just a waste of time. Maybe you don’t want it like I thought you did.”
“No—no!” Flurry’s massive chest heaved, her breasts shaking as she exhaled. Shining wanted to keep walking to add to the effect, but Flurry’s tits had him mesmerised. “Please, Daddy. I want it—I’ve always wanted it. Ever since I’ve heard how good you make Mommy feel, I wanna feel that way, too. I wanna be Daddy’s little cock sleeve.”
“There’s the magic words.” Shining returned to the foot of the bed and pulled her to her hooves. “But you need to use your mouth.” But when his curvy daughter bent down, he said, “No, no. Start up here.” He put a finger to his lips. “I’ve spent all my life around hot alicorns—and I’ve had to look at you skulking about the palace in your daily skimpy clothes. You need to ease into it and work at it. I don’t just get hard the second I see a grade-A pair of tits in front of me—even a pair as perfect as yours.”
She blinked, lips parted, and in his mind's eye, she was transported back to being the cute little filly he'd always known lay beneath that pound of makeup, innocent and desperate for validation. She hefted one of her breasts. So supple, and only the tiniest bit of flesh spilled over her fingers, which were too small to properly grasp it. “You think they’re perfect?”
Shining nodded. “It’s rare for a rack that huge to be that firm. And look at how full they are.”
Magenta tinges flared on her cheeks. As if she needed to be more endearing. It was all Shining could do not to grab her by that slender waist of hers, tear off her panties, and rut her until he couldn’t move. But it was all part of the lesson. He needed to break her in properly, after all. When she was born, he promised Cadance he’d raise her right, and that meant making her first time with a real stallion amazing.
The next thing he knew, Flurry’s hands held his. “I ruined your Father’s Day,” she whispered, leaning in close. The taped tips of her breasts pressed against his chest. With half-lidded eyes, she drew closer and closer, the intrinsic attraction they shared only bolstered by their proximity, two waves preparing to crash against one another... “Let me make it up to you.”
Shining’s hands inadvertently squeezed Flurry’s harder as her firm breasts pooled against him. He closed his eyes, tilting his head forward just the tiniest bit. Then, something wet and trembling met his mouth, and a soft moan sent a ripple down his body. Gooseprickles erupted across his skin as Flurry leaned into him.
Her lips hardly moved. The uneven breaths that tickled his snout and cheeks spoke more for her nerves than she ever could. Shining’s legs shifted as he tried to keep his cock under control. He couldn’t afford to let her know just how much she was turning him on. But he needed to draw it out of her, not to just make her want it, but to want it.
Shining edged his mouth open, and his tongue met her lips, its tip parting them. Her grip on his hands tightened for that one heartbeat. Another rush of wind against his snout. He prodded her teeth with his tongue, once, twice, three times. On the third, her mouth opened just enough for her own tongue to venture forth, the piercing bumping into her front teeth with a dull clack.
Then he pounced.
Shining sucked her tongue hard, wrapping his own around it. The sound of her moans carried throughout the bedroom, growing in pitch, and he could feel her melting against him, rubbing her body up and down. With another shudder, she started thrashing her tongue in a mad attempt to please him borne of inexperience. It moved with such youthful vigour, such passionate desperation. Her whole being begged for him—and who was he to refuse?
He tried to move his tongue in a measured, controlled fashion, only half-succeeding. For the first time in years, it felt like Flurry was able to express herself truly and sincerely, and with all the unbridled love the gorgeous goth poured into his mouth, he couldn’t help but feel it resonate within his own actions. It’d also been a long, long time since he’d been with a mare who had a tongue piercing. It was easy to forget just how much it turned him on to feel that little something extra inside his mouth, rubbing against his tongue.
Her snout ground against his as their muzzles locked, and while he reciprocated her love, he kept himself resolute, forcing her to press into him. He had to. Otherwise, once he gave into his bottled desires, he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop. Their breathing became two halves of the same motion as they kissed. Time stopped. All he could feel was Flurry, on his lips, in his hands, and against his torso—and all he could hear were her moans and the slurps as they exchanged saliva.
He couldn’t say how long it was before she had to come up for air. Drool clung to her lower lip, and she gazed deeply into his eyes, panting. “Oh… oh, Daddy…”
All he had to do was point down. Flurry kissed his chin, dragging herself down as her lips puckered on his skin. With a nibble, she pulled back, then kissed his neck. Just when he started to enjoy the suction, she found his collar bone and gave it a teasing peck. He closed his eyes, exhaling slowly just to keep his breathing from giving away the game. Even the kisses on his chest and belly were every bit as eager and sloppy as the ones she’d given him on the mouth. He opened his eyes when the kisses stopped. Sure enough, the obedient little slut had begun to pull at his belt with her teeth.
If she was going to walk around wearing a collar, then he might as well give her a leash.
It took her a couple of tries, but she finally managed to unclasp the belt and pull it from the buckle. He released her hands, allowing her to assume a proper squat and pull his pants down. She let out a sharp gasp. Shining couldn’t stop himself from chuckling when he realized she was face to face with the bulge in his boxers. The moment when the girl first saw just how much he was packing would never get old. He rested a hand on her head, feeling her sleek, fine hair between his fingers.
Then in one flash of movement, she tore his boxers down with a predator’s swiftness. His half-hard cock sprang free, flopping over the top of her head. It draped all the way from her forehead to behind it. The tip of his cock poked out the sheath, dangling behind her. Bug-eyed, she stared at the shaft in awe. “D-Daddy… it’s so huge! I take back that ‘little corn dog’ comment from this afternoon.”
“It gets bigger when you pull on it.”
She staggered backward, and it slid over her head as she moved. Flurry gingerly hefted it with both hands and went cross-eyed as she stared at the tip. “No wonder Mommy screams so loud.”
“Good thing you said that dildo wasn’t big enough,” Shining said. “Because, compared to me, it’s kinda small.”
Flurry gulped, then gasped at his mottled back-and-white cock. Her eyes were wide with excitement and anticipation, but also twitched from sheer trepidation. And a deep-seated hunger. It was that same insatiable look Cadance had given him before their first time. As if she couldn’t get any hotter. He throbbed with burning want in her soft, gentle hands.
This time, he didn’t even need to make a gesture. Flurry clambered onto the bed, clumsy with little self-assurance. Her appetite superseded her nerves, and it wasn't long before she'd succumbed to her lust entirely, taking her father's head in her mouth and swirling her tongue.
Shining’s jaw clenched as the first tingles of pleasure shot through him. “No, Flurry, you’ve gotta suck on it. You’re not eating an icecream cone—you’re trying to suck a great big, thick protein-filled milkshake through the world’s biggest straw. If you’re a good girl, you’ll get a nice big helping, made fresh just for you.”
Then her cheeks puckered, and she shut her eyes. The damp silkiness of her cheeks caressed his shaft, and it was all he could do to keep up the act. “Cmon, Flurry, what are you doing? You’re not even gonna get me hard like that. You’ve gotta use your head.” She paused and looked up at him with questioning eyes the same way she did when he’d shown her the stars in the sky for the first time. “Bob it. Yeah, yeah, that’s better. Mommy knew how to suck a good cock at your age.”
Flurry did as she was told, and Shining closed his eyes. Now this was better. Her head moved slowly, tepidly, but it was still enough to send a fresh wave of pleasure through him. Even though she wasn’t sucking very hard, her mouth was still warm and tight and wet. “I thought you were supposed to be the Princess of Love’s daughter? If your special talent is sex, then I’m not seeing it. Are you a good slut, or not?”
Shining grunted as his daughter worked his cock harder, and he continued to grow in her mouth. His cockhead began to flare against the firm back of her throat. Flurry’s eyes bulged as she stared down the thickening expanse of his shaft, which certainly didn’t need the help of her hands to stay aloft anymore. He grinned down at her, half-baring his teeth, and he stroked her left ear as if it were a delicate rose petal, his thumb bumping over top of the piercings.
“Mmm, I can tell you’re loving this,” he said. “Now, use your tongue and get those hands working. You have hands, right? If this is the best you’ve got, we’ll be here all night. You’re with a real stallion, and you need to put in some real work if you wanna get him off.”
Between her dexterous hands stroking up and down his sheath, her cheeks clenching, and the feeling of the pea-sized ball bearing at the end of her tongue piercing rubbing his flare, he couldn’t help but let out a low groan as he stiffened. Biting his lip, he found his hips rock in time with her ministrations as his hormones began to take over. At one point, she’d had most of him inside her mouth, but now, there was more than enough of his length exposed for her to wring both hands up and down.
He could feel the precum beading atop the flared head, dripping directly down Flurry’s hungry throat. Guttural, sultry slurps bounced off the walls, and he could tell she was finally sucking for all she was worth. Shining paused, leaned back, and basked in all the sensations that flooded through his body in a hot current of passion as his gorgeous daughter drooled all over his stallionhood.
By the time Flurry had to come up for air, his cock stood fully at attention. Thick, pulsing veins corded all along its length. The fleshy, jet-black plateau atop it throbbed painfully, filling his mind with lust and wanting. Even the light-magenta hue of her skin drew him to her, made him want to rut her.
Flurry wiped her mouth. “Wh… what a monster!” she said, her voice a mix of awe and fear. “I thought you were packing, but… dear Celestia!” She held her forearm against it, resting her fist on his crotch. His cock went past her elbow. “I didn’t know they could even get this big. It must be over a foot long!”
“Closer to fifteen inches, actually. I told you—I’m a real stallion,” Shining said. His mind raced with the things he wanted to do to her now that she was fully in his thrall. Or, more accurately, he was in hers—she just didn’t know it. “Think you can handle it all?”
“Do you cum a lot, Daddy?”
“There’s only one way to find out. Lie down.”
Flurry did. Even flat on her back, her breasts only spilled a little bit onto her forearms. Shining climbed onto the bed and straddled her. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable below him, and her tits just begged to be grabbed. Even his massive hands couldn’t grasp them completely. Soft pony boob spilled between his fingers as he gently squeezed, eliciting an elated moan from his barely legal-totally-not-jailbait daughter.
A sly, foxy smile crossed Flurry’s muzzle. “Do you like them? I’ve seen you staring at them enough.”
“With them bouncing and jiggling over the place whenever you go anywhere, how could I not?” Shining said, groping them. They felt every bit as supple as they looked. His hands told him he was in heaven, and he believed them. “Were you secretly wearing such skimpy tops all this time just so you could catch my eye?”
“M-maybe. Oh, yes, keep doing that, Daddy—it feels so good!”
Although his cock was about as thick as her forearms, when he slid its saliva-slick shaft between her tits, they had no trouble encircling its girth. That was his titty test, and she passed it with flying colours. “I want to feel your mouth again, and this time…”
Magic shimmered around Flurry’s horn, and one of the pillows flew under her head, propping it up. With half-lidded eyes, she opened her mouth, lolling her tongue out. “Look at me. I’m such a bad girl. I ruined your dinner, now I’m such a slut so eager for cock. Punish me, Daddy. I’m gonna milk you for all you’re worth.” She placed his hands on his.
Shining sidled forward, sliding his dick between her amazonian cleavage. Then the warmth of her mouth encapsulated the crown of his shaft once again, and he couldn’t help but moan as she started to suck. She groped her boobs along with him as she sucked and slurped. This time, she needed no instruction or encouragement.
“Ooh, you definitely take after your mother,” Shining mumbled as she worked her tongue, even teasing the tip of his cock before massaging the shaft that almost completely filled her mouth.
There’s nothing like a firm pair of boobs sliding up and down your hard, throbbing cock, and his daughter’s didn’t disappoint. Shining grunted as the pleasure simmering in his gut began to boil over. From the pierced, flexible tongue on and around his cock’s crown, to the cheeks squeezing the first few inches, the lips firmly sealed a little farther down, the big goth tiddies stroking the middle, and the dutiful hands working the base, he could only tilt his head back and grunt from the gradient of ecstasy cascading down his cock and blossoming in his body.
It kept mounting and mounting, the passionate love that she poured into his cock in such unbridled earnest. A familiar tingling spread through him as she showed him all the confused love she’d suppressed over the years. His little girl was born from a night of passion, and all those maddening thoughts gripped him now as he drew closer and closer to climaxing. Talk about reaping what you sow.
“Ooh, Flurry… Daddy’s gonna cum!” Shining grunted between laboured breaths. His daughter went down as far as she could on his stallionhood, holding herself there as she jerked him off with clenched hands. The sudden wet, warm suction on an extra few inches sent a torrent of ecstasy through his body until it crashed into his brain. Pleasure exploded all over him as his nerves flared and pushed him over the edge.
Every muscle tensed as his cock grew completely turgid, pulsing against the over-strained flesh. Flurry’s eyes bulged as the first shot travelled up his urethra that pressed against her belly and chest. Shining rubbed her breasts up and down his length harder and faster as the first salvo of his molten love splattered down her throat. A desperate glug, glug, glug! filled the bedroom.
The way she stroked him, the way she drank his seed, made his heart hammer in his chest as another shot, even bigger than the first, flooded straight into her gullet. Their eyes met as she sucked on him even harder, milking every drop of cum he gave her. Her loving, hungry look only ignited his passions further, eliciting a whimpering groan. He pulled his cock back just enough for the tip to rest on her tongue as the third shot blasted forth, filling her mouth until her cheeks ballooned.
Muscles in her throat visibly worked and corded as she tried to swallow it all. Shining leaned forward, grunting as shot after shot exploded inside her mouth. Suddenly, he couldn’t feel her hands on him anymore. A heartbeat later, he knew where they’d gone. Flurry, her round, doe eyes twin verdant green pools of love, kept gazing into his while she massaged his balls.
Shining’s face scrunched as he felt his whole body curl from the sheer ecstasy that spurred him on to giving his sweet little Flurry Heart even more of the reward she deserved for being such a perfect lover. He bit his lower lip, grunting through his teeth, his spasming cock continuing to deliver its payload into her hungry maw. Cum squirted from her snout and between her tightly sealed lips.
Realizing she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled out. When he did, another shot hit her in the snout, a thick, sticky rope travelling up her muzzle, then her forehead, until it stopped against her horn. She looked dazed as another rope flew from the flared head and hit her pointblank in the face. The warm, cloudy-white liquid quickly cooled and dried in a snake that wound over her right cheek, forehead, then left eyelid.
Shining stood and gave his stallionhood hard, furious strokes, unloading more of the viscous fluid all over her expansive cleavage. Reaching up with trembling hands, Flurry helped him rub out the last few drops. When his orgasm at last subsided, he gave his dick a couple of hard shakes. She was so gorgeous, so perfect, such a dutiful lover that she deserved—demanded—everything he could give her.
On the bed, Flurry looked dazed. “T-that was so much cum!”
It took a real good blowjob to work him up that much. He couldn’t blame her for being shell shocked. Shining’s whole body tingled from the aftershock of such a powerful climax. “It was a lot,” he admitted, “even for me. You sure know how to make a stallion feel good.”
“I don’t think I could’ve done that for anypony else.” Flurry began wiping the cum off her face with the backs of her gloved hands. “There was nothing I wanted more in the whole world than to make you happy.”
Shining bent down and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “I never could resist a mare as gorgeous as you, but you’re something special.”
“I thought I was your little girl.”
“You are,” Shining said. “You’ll always be Daddy’s little girl. But you’re not just a hot filly with a pretty face and a nice rack—you’re mine in a way that nopony else is.”
Flurry covered her mouth as a belch rose from her throat, puffing her cheeks. “Wow, there was just so much. You completely filled my stomach and still had enough to cover my face and tits, and—” Her eyes fell on his cock and widened. “You’re still hard…?” she whispered, her jaw hanging open.
Shining grinned as he looked down at her. “After that kinda blowjob, how could I not be?” His cock ached. Primal desire filled him as his eyes travelled up and down his daughter’s curves. With a body as perfect as that right in front of him, he knew he’d never be satisfied until he was inside her. He tucked a finger under Flurry’s chin and tilted her head upward.
Hunger filled Flurry’s eyes as she stood. She stepped forward until his cock pressed against her panties. Even with them on, he could still feel her marehood’s juices on his cock. Flurry knew it, too, and she bit her lip. His hands rested on her wide hips, and Flurry’s were against his chest as she ground against him. “Do you always cum that much?” she asked.
“Not always,” he said as he squeezed her hips. He loved the way they flowered out from her slender waist. “It takes a very skilled mare to get me off like that. I need you, Flurry.”
She slung a leg over his cock as if she were dismounting a horse, then placed her hands on his. “Help me with these.”
As he glided his fingers over her studded belt, he found his digits shaking with anticipation. It’d been a long time since he was so excited about peeling the clothes off a mare. With her guiding his hands, he unbuckled her skirt. She squeezed her legs together. The skimpy garment slid down her shapely thighs and pooled around her hooves. Only thin strands of silk held her hot-pink panties to her marehood. Her arousal expressed itself on much of the front in a dark stain that dampened the fabric as it continued to spread. When Shining hooked his forefingers around the fabric, she gave him an encouraging nod.
Flurry’s legs twitched as she moaned and chewed her tongue. She wrung her hands together as he pulled her panties down. It took a bit of tugging once they reached the apex of her legs’ curvature, but once they were beyond it, they dropped down past her knees. She kicked her skirt and panties aside. Her lower lips were already dripping, and her sweet scent tickled his nostrils. Flurry stood paralyzed by nervousness as Shining cast his appraising eyes upon her pink nethers. “D-do you like it?” she said.
“Mhm.” He couldn’t help but grin at the look of relief and joy that spread across her face. Shining grasped his shaft near the base, aligning it with his daughter’s wanting marehood. A twinge of excitement shot up his cock when her lower lips kissed his flared head. “I’m surprised you don’t have piercings down there.”
“Mommy wouldn’t let me.”
“Then it looks like Mommy and Daddy will be having a serious chat later,” Shining said, rubbing his cock with her juices. Flurry winced as he throbbed against her. “I know you said you could handle that dildo just fine, but I’m quite a bit bigger. I’m gonna go slow, okay?”
Flurry bit her lip, nodding, and Shining held his cock steady. It looked so huge between her legs. Flurry grasped the shaft by the medial ring, her middle finger a good inch from meeting her thumb. Then, body shaking, she lowered herself on it. “Ooh!” she squeaked as her pussy struggled to accommodate the flared head.
“You’re doing good, honey,” Shining said in soothing tones. Now this is what he called quality father-daughter bonding, the kind of lesson he’d wanted to give her for a long time. “Keep it up.” Wind rushed from his mouth as his daughter’s clenching slit ground against him, setting his nerves afire. If her mouth was anything to go by, he knew she’d feel good wrapped around his length. A strangled moan escaped his mouth when the head popped inside, finally parting her tight folds.
“AAH!” Flurry staggered, and he whipped his arms forward, catching her. She shuddered in his grasp, her breathing rapid and shallow. Her whole body quivered from the first couple of inches inside her. “Sorry, Daddy.”
“Hey, don’t apologize,” he cooed, leaning forward until his head brushed against hers. “Just take it nice and slow, remember. Don’t force it too hard. This is supposed to feel good.”
Flurry nodded and steadied herself. Using his shoulders for support, she lowered herself, inch by inch. They shared a moan as the nerves all along his shaft blazed with white-hot pleasure. He’d been inside tight girls before, but Flurry Heart was tight. The damp heat of her insides travelled through him, stoking the fires of passion in his gut.
She kept devouring him until she suddenly stopped when her pussy lips kissed the medial ring. “T-too much,” she whimpered. “There’s so much of you inside me…”
There was a visible bump going from her crotch to right below her abdomen. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and somehow, the pain only spurred his arousal to greater heights. “What’s wrong? I thought you were used to the—”
“It was a lie,” Flurry blurted. “I—I was just saying that t-to impress you.”
Shining wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into an awkward half-hug. “Well, do you think you can take it all?”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you want to try?”
A moan.
It took all the discipline he had not to shove her against the wall and plow her with all his might. “I want you to lean on me as much as you need, okay? Most mares can’t take me to the hilt, but you’re not most mares. You’re a big girl, and I know you can do it. Does it feel good?”
“You’re so wonderful, Daddy.” Flurry pressed her muzzle to his, and gave him a sloppy kiss, her inexperienced tongue thrashing in his mouth in the throes of passion.
He could feel her weight shifting as she slid down more and more of him. Her tongue grew still, and little puffs of breath from her snout caressed his cheek. Shining wrapped his tongue around hers, pulling and sucking on it. Quaking, Flurry wrapped herself around his sheath, and they moaned into each other’s mouths.
Her head snapped back, and she howled and shuddered as their thighs met. Searing heat shot through his member as his daughter’s inside spasmed and convulsed, clenching, unclenching, and clenching again. He held her close, planting urgent kisses on her neck. Flurry came all over his cock, dampening his crotch with her slick juices.
It was some time before Flurry grew still. Sweat glistened on her forehead, and she gazed up at him, just as loving as ever. “Now I really know why Mommy screams so much.”
“You took it all—are you ready to ride me now?”
“I’ve never cummed so hard,” she said.
Shining looked down. A long, cylindrical monument of his love protruded up her otherwise flat stomach, past her belly button. “I can’t believe how tight you are. This past while, I was wondering what happened to the love between us. Now I know.”
Flurry wrapped her arms round his neck. Scooping her up by the legs, Shining carried her to the bed in much the same way as he’d carried Cadance on their wedding night. He lay down flat on his back with his cock still hilted all the way in. Flurry straddled him and rested her hands on his abdomen. Panting, she looked down at him.
“I wanna see them,” he said.
She followed his stare to her breasts. The tape had started to peel, but it still held. “You’re welcome to take it off.” He extended his arms, but she slapped his hands. “Can’t you think of something better?”
Grinning, Shining leaned up, grasping the sides of her tits and squeezing them together. His teeth found a curled corner. He pulled. At first, the supple breast stretched, making him realize how big they truly were, until the tape started to peel. Flurry winced and shivered, but didn’t protest as the tape came free, revealing a hard bright-pink nipple beneath. Sure enough, it had a round, double-sided steel piercing. Nipple piercings meant she wanted extra attention given to the girls, and Shining was happy to oblige.
After seeing what the tape concealed, he couldn’t take his time with the second one. He grabbed the breast with both hands. Flurry tried to pry them off, but he could hardly feel her struggle. In one quick tug of his head, the tape dangled from his mouth. He spat it out, then buried his face in pony boob, succumbing to the urge he’d been fighting since he’d first entered. Hands fumbled on his shoulders and back. Every slight move he made coaxed her rising and falling chest to press her breasts harder against his face or pull them back in an involuntary response to his touch.
A grope, a squeeze, each little touch of the soft-yet-firm rack in his hands only made him want more. All he could see and feel were her breasts, each the size of his head. Their warmth washed over his face as he explored every inch of her with his mouth, marking his trail with kisses. When he reached a nipple, he didn’t even try to show restraint. He sucked on it as hard as he could, his tongue feeling her piercing’s round bearings.
Flurry squirmed in his grasp with his cock still lodged fully inside of her. Her ragged breathing spurred him on to worshipping her breasts with greater enthusiasm. Then he felt her weight shift forward, and she started to ride him. Her moans quickly drowned out his slurps and sucks on her tits.
She moved slowly at first, but she was so warm, so tight, that even the subtlest of movements sent breakers of pleasure crashing into him. Shining gently bit her nipple, a task made more difficult by the piercing. His face pressed hard against her chest, feeling her sizable breast smothering his muzzle.
“FUCK!” Flurry shrieked.
Shining did it again. Instead of screaming, Flurry nibbled on his left ear and started going to town on him. She leaned forward, sliding her body against his as she rose half a foot on his length, then pulled back, dropping all the way back to the base. With his hands and face practically glued to her chest, moving that way couldn’t have been easy, but she persisted. Each time she bottomed out against him, her rise back up was a little faster.
Soon, she was moaning and grunting as she rode him hard. He traced his hands along her voluptuous figure, gliding over every sweat-slick curve, until they found purchase on her ass. With tits as big as hers, it was easy to overlook her other assets. But not for Shining Armour. He appreciated an onion butt as much as the next stallion, and his hands confirmed that what they grasped was a tear-jerker indeed.
He squeezed, feeling just the right amount of give and resistance. His biceps flexed as he helped lift her up and pull her back down. Flurry’s face was a mask of blind bliss, and she started to bounce high enough to go up a little over half his length before coming back down. Shining pulled his hand back and spanked her with an echoing, resounding THWACK!
“Spank me, Daddy. Punish your naughty little girl!”
Who was he to refuse? He could feel her thick, bubbly ass ripple beneath his hand the second time he brought it down. Now Flurry was really giving it to him. Her breasts bounced and flopped right in his face. Despite his sitting position, he did his best to work his hips, thrusting himself into her.
Suddenly, Flurry leaned on top of him and kissed him fiercely. Her whole body quaked as another powerful orgasm rocked her. She clenched him so hard, he could feel every bit of pleasure she felt as she fervently moaned into his mouth. Shining didn’t let her off easy. He lay back down and started thrusting into her, prolonging her climax. It took ten hard thrusts before she finally came down and lay limp on top of him.
“Was I a good fuck?”
Shining kissed her snout and ran a hand through her hair. “You were incredible.”
“Do you mean it?” Flurry simpered.
“Yeah. You don’t have to worry about living up to Mommy in that way. But you’re forgetting something.” The wide-eyed, confused look she gave him made him kiss her again. “I was letting you do all the work. Now, I fuck you.”
“Wha?”
But Shining was already moving. He grasped her forearms and hoisted her up before flipping her onto her back. His cock throbbed painfully with wanting. “I’m going to ask you some questions, and I want to have them answered immediately. We are going to play a wonderful game called ‘Who is Your Daddy, and What Does He Do?’”
Flurry cocked her head, blinking at him. Her ears twitched quizzically.
He tightened his grip on her arms, leaning forward. “Who is your daddy?”
“You,” she said.
“And what does he do?”
Flurry pointed to herself with a shaking forefinger.
Shining loomed over her casting her in his muscular shadow. “Very good.” Then he grit his teeth and started plowing her. His hips pistoned back and forth with practiced, precise movements. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Ooh, Flurry, you feel so incredible!”
Each thrust began with him pulling almost all the way out, until the crown of his thick, veiny member felt her clenching pussy lips, then ended with him hilting all at once. Every movement earned him a look of mind-shattering pleasure that contorted her face. Her mouth opened and closed, her lips trembled, and her eyes begged for more.
The sheer force of his thrusts made Flurry’s tits wobble all over the place, often hitting her in the face. Each time he hilted, he could see his cock’s outline against her belly. Flurry couldn’t move, couldn’t recoil; he had such a firm grip on her arms, all she could do was lie there and take it. She screamed so loudly, her voice gave out after the first score of thrusts. The second score drove the focus from her eyes.
The tiniest voice of reason told him that this was counterproductive, that he’d fucked sense into her only to fuck it right back out again. He didn’t care. He couldn’t care. He rutted her, giving deep, guttural grunts as ecstasy within him mounted into an inferno. His beautiful daughter filled his eyes as he hilted again and again. All he wanted to make her feel as good as she made him feel.
He was so inundated with pleasure, he could hardly think, but seeing Flurry mirroring his feelings spurred him on to give it to her harder. Flurry’s tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her hips bucked and ground against him on instinct alone. Flurry, holding on for dear life, felt so incredible around him that it felt like she was going to melt his dick off as he kept pile-driving her.
“Ooh… Flurry, honey, Daddy’s getting close!” he said, gasping between words.
This snapped Flurry out of her fuck-induced daze. “Give it to me!”
Shining tensed up from head to hoof. The flesh of his cock growing taut as it prepared for release. But as he went to pull out, a pair of toned, amazonian legs locked behind his back and trapped him inside. “F-Flurry?” The lip-biting, half-lidded look she gave him a silent plea to be filled to bursting with his love.
His legs buckled, and he had to plant his hands on the bed next to her head. His fingers curled into the soft silks of the bed sheets as he came. Hot, sticky passion erupted deep inside Flurry. She squeezed her tits hard and ground her pussy against his crotch as another mind-shattering orgasm hit her.
She managed to keep her legs around his back as he unloaded shot after shot into her innermost depths. Involuntary thrusts drove him forward each time another viscous rope of semen flew from his cock’s flared head. His hands had balled into shaking fists as a mixture of ecstasy and relief flooded through him while his seed billowed into his daughter’s womb.
Flurry grasped his neck and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss as her hungry pussy milked every drop of his copious load. After blasting her with what must’ve been an entire litre of cum, Shining flopped onto the bed beside her. The dregs of his orgasm oozed from the tip of his half-hard cock onto the floor. “You’re the best daughter I could’ve ever asked for.”
“I love you, Daddy,” Flurry said, kissing him on the cheek. “Can we do this every Father’s Day?”
Shining cuddled against her, basking in the heat of their afterglow. “Who says this only has to happen on Father’s Day?”
“Mmm… I like the sound of that.”
“Shining! Shining!”
Shining Armour opened his eyes, only to be greeted by the pitch darkness of their bedroom. “Huh?”
“You were having a dream,” Cadance said. “And, judging by all that wood you’ve got pressing against my back, a very good one at that.”
Now that she mentioned it, he could feel himself throbbing between them under the covers. “It was on Father’s Day, where I had one of the best fucks of my life—with our sweet little Flurry Heart.”
“I love that dream,” Flurry Heart said from behind him. “What’s say we relive it again, except for real?”
