"Harder, Daddy!"

His eyes were growing wide from the lack of oxygen going into his lungs. He was trying desperately to pull air back into his windpipe, but no matter how hard he tried, nothing seemed to be working. His tear ducts were watering profusely, draining down his cheeks while his face grew more and more red with each passing second, and if he didn’t find some way to calm himself down soon, he was surely going to die. Still, though, the pony behind him continued to thrust, adding more and more tension inside him until he felt like he was going to pop. Then, feeling the light fading from his consciousness, he squeezed his eyes closed, finally succumbing to the will of the filly gripping around his waist until all the pressure finally shot out of his body.

Then, once all the pressure had been released, all the ponies in the room began clapping their hooves frantically, causing Quibble Pants’s eyes to return to their normal color while his face grew red in their stead. Even Clear Sky, his date, was clapping wildly at the performance as Quibble Pants finally turned around to face the filly while simultaneously trying to catch his breath.

“Thank you so much, little girl!” the stallion said, patting the filly on the head. “You really helped me out a lot!”

“Thanks!” she replied, fluttering her wings. “I learned it from Filly Guides!”

“Well, you find your scout leader and tell her what a great job you did! Heck, I don’t even think most mares would be able to do what you did back there, and not nearly as fast!”

The filly then gave Quibble Pants a confident salute and trotted back over to her parents, who ruffled her mane in congratulatory celebration. Once the stallion turned back to Clear Sky, however, he saw that she was giggling hysterically, despite his near-death situation just a few moments prior. “Well, that’s something we need to tell Wind Sprint when we get home,” the mare said, batting her beautiful eyelashes that somehow soothed the stallion’s quickly-beating heart.

“I don’t see how you could be so nonchalant about this! I could have died out there!”

Clear Sky, however, rolled her eyes with a smile. “Yeah, because you don’t know how to chew properly. Good thing there was a filly here who knew how to help choking victims, otherwise you would have had to explain to the doctor how you managed to get an entire bread stick stuck in your throat.”

Quibble Pants’s blush then brightened again, making him scratch the back of his neck, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tried to come up with a legitimate excuse. “Well… you know how it is sometimes! You think you’re ready to swallow and then you find out you bit off more than you can chew!”

“That seems to be the story of your life, isn’t it?” Quibble Pants again rubbed his neck nervously while Clear Sky began to laugh in hysteria. “I’m only joking, dear. I promise I won’t bring it up for the rest of our date. By the way, how did you manage to score a reservation in a place like this?”

The restaurant they were in, café du pain, was easily one of the swankiest locations south of Canterlot, which boasted a waiting list that easily went three months in advance. The fact that Quibble Pants would be able to afford a location like this was impressive enough as it was, but when Clear Sky had brought up that she wanted to have a talk about moving their relationship forward, he had managed to get them in after a span of a week! Clear Sky was now looking him up and down with a sly grin on her face, trying to see if he would give up some kind of visual signal that would tip her off as to what his secrets were.

“Oh, you know,” he said nervously. “Just called in a few favors.”

“Rainbow Dash got you the reservation, didn’t she?”

“Actually, it was Pinkie Pie.”

Clear Sky’s seductive smile had now disappeared completely, replaced with a raised eyebrow and her head tilting to the side. “Pinkie Pie? How in Equestria’s name did she--You know what? Nevermind. I think now would be a good as time as any to bring up what I um… *ahem* wanted to talk with you about.”

“Anything for you, Clear Sky!” the stallion said, grabbing her by the hooves immediately. “Although I am a little bit worried seeing as how nopony ever mentions they need to talk about something when the relationship is going smoothly.”

“What? Oh! No! No, Quibble Pants, you’ve got the wrong idea. I think our relationship is perfect right now.”

The black-maned stallion raised his eyebrow suspiciously as the seemingly flawless mare in front of him batted her eyelashes, but seeing as how he had no idea what to expect, he sighed softly and smiled back at his special somepony. “Well, that’s definitely a relief on my end. If everything’s going well, though, then what did you need to talk about? Am I spending too much time with Rainbow Dash at Daring Do conventions? Is this about that time I tried to get you to play ogres and oubliettes? Look, I didn’t realize that having Big Mac as the dungeon master would lead to us dressing you up as a sexy elf. I swear, I can be dungeon master from now on just so we can be sure that you’ll never--”

“No, honey,” Clear Sky interrupted, putting her hoof on the stallion’s mouth before he gave away their entire private life to any of the eavesdroppers in the restaurant. “I mean, yes, I would prefer to have you as dungeon master from now on--if I ever play again--but what I’m talking about is a little more… personal.”

Quibble Pants, though, still rubbing his head in confusion, didn’t seem to be understanding the direction that Clear Sky was heading in. “I’m sorry, dear. I guess I’m a little lost.”

The mare giggled. “Don’t worry about it. I’m being vague on purpose. What I’m trying to say is… um… Gosh, this is actually a lot harder to say than I thought it would be.” Quibble Pants, however, was still grinning nervously, still unsure as to what kind of announcement she could make that was apparently serious enough for her to be stumbling over her words. “I was just thinking that maybe we could talk about Wind Sprint for a minute.”

“Wind Sprint? Absolutely! I would actually love to talk about her. Just like how I love her, and have I mentioned how much I love you too? Gosh, I don’t know what you did with your mane today, but it is--”

“Quibble,” his date responded with an eyebrow raised and a half smile, “you’re doing it again.”

The brown stallion then cleared his throat quietly. “Sorry. Anyway, you were saying about Wind Sprint?”

“Well, you know that ever since she’s gotten her cutie mark, she’s reached that age, where her body starts changing and… well… I think you have an idea of where I’m going with this.”

“...Are you sure I have an idea? Because if you’re sure I have an idea, then I absolutely do, but I just want to be sure that you’re sure that I have an idea. Also, I just realized that I’m doing it again.”

Clear Sky giggled into her hooves again. “It’s fine. You don’t have to understand everything that goes on in a girl’s mind. Basically, what I’m trying to say is, Wind Sprint is growing up in more ways than just one, and I think she would appreciate it very much if you were to teach her a little bit about… you know… the birds and the bees.”

Quibble Pants squinted his eyes, peering more sternly into Clear Sky’s beautiful pupils as he tried to figure out what she was hinting at, but after a thought crossed his mind, he reflexively jerked himself upright. There was no way that she was actually implying what he thought she was implying! After all, wouldn’t it be better for a mare to teach a filly--let alone her own daughter--what it was like to grow up, especially if they were going to be talking about where foals come from? As he continued to look into his date’s eyes, however, her demeanor seemed pretty consistent, even though it was probably apparent at this point that he was finally getting the gist of what she was trying to say.

“Wow!” the stallion exclaimed with an exhalation. “Are you sure you want me to teach her about that stuff? I mean, just between you and me, I’m not exactly the expert in that category.”

“Oh…” the unicorn replied with solace on her face, drifting her eyes downward, despite her visible attempts to shake away the sadness and bring back her sunny smile. “I mean--You don’t need to worry about it! Of course, if you don’t want to, I’m sure she’d be fine with that too! After all, her father never wanted to teach her either…”

Clear Sky was trying to hide it, but the sight of her optimistic expression was beginning to falter despite her attempts at smiling through her disappointment. With a defeated sigh, Quibble Pants finally began to realize that as awkward as it would probably be to teach a filly about what her private parts were used for, it was apparently what Wind Sprint wanted. Besides, he had already dedicated himself to doing whatever it took to make sure that his relationship with Wind Sprint grew as much as possible, even if that meant leaving his comfort zone every once in a while.

“You can leave it to me!” Quibble finally announced, slamming his hoof to his chest with a confident smile. “I’ll make sure that I teach her everything there is to know about pony reproduction!”

Clear Sky quickly turned around in every direction to make sure nopony heard his sudden awkward outburst, but as soon as she knew that their conversation was still private, she lowered her head and held out her hoof beside her lips so that nopony would be able to make out what she was saying. “That’s really nice of you, Quibble! There’s just one more part that you should probably know about first.”

“Anything for Windsprint!”

“Well… do you think you’d be able to give her… a demonstration?”

Suddenly, all the color drained from Quibble Pants’s face, turning his confident smile upside down into the most uneasy frown imaginable, all while Clear Sky was still looking up at him with her cautiously optimistic grin. “A d-d-demonstration?”

“Oh, you’ll be fine, honey! It’ll be just like those times when we do our little roleplays in bed when you say, ‘Who's your daddy?’”

“Clear Sky, you know I love you, and you know I love Wind Sprint too! I just don’t know if I’m really OK with doing something like that with a filly, especially one that’s supposed to be part of my family.”

Before he could object any further, however, the pink unicorn placed her hoof onto his, holding it as tightly as she could while she gave him the most desperate face she could muster. “Please, Quibble Pants? Not just for me, but for Wind Sprint?”

Then, with his heart beating faster, and after a loud gulp, the stallion looked back into his date’s beautiful eyes and replied, “Anything f-f-for Wind S-Sprint.”

“Honey! We’re baaaack!”

As soon as the door closed behind them, a small filly quickly turned the corner of the hallway to leap into her mother’s arms, making them both giggle with happiness, an expression that Quibble Pants did his best to share.

“What took you so long?” the filly asked impatiently, making her mother retort with a sly smile.

“That’s quite the tone for somepony who’s up way past her bedtime.” Just as Wind Sprint’s scowl softened in fear, however, the mare immediately began laughing in reply. “Don’t worry, Wind Sprint. You’re not in trouble. Actually, I think this is the perfect time for us to have a little family meeting.”

Once she said those words, however, both of the females in the room turned towards the stallion, who was looking into both pairs of eyes with a less than confident demeanor. “Oh, does that include me? I mean, I guess it would considering the conversation we were having earlier, but I just wanted to make sure that--”

“Quibble Pants,” Wind Sprint interrupted, rolling her eyes with a snicker. “You’re doing it again.”

“Heh. Like mother like daughter, I guess. Anyway, yes, your mother and I have something very important that we wanted to discuss with you.”

This time, once all the eyes in the room turned back towards Clear Sky, it was her turn to clear her throat as nervous sweat dripped down her neck. “Oh, me now? Alright, Wind Sprint. Do you remember how you asked me the other day where foals come from?”

“Are you finally going to tell me?!” the filly asked with excitement.

“Well… sort of. Actually, Quibble here was going to show you a little demonstration of the whole… um… baby-making process.”

Wind Sprint then tilted her head in confusion. “If he’s showing me, then does that mean he’s going to put a baby in me?”

Clear Sky’s face was now burning a bright red, making her shake her head nervously as she waved her hooves frantically. “No! No, it’s nothing like that, dear. What I’m trying to say is that… the baby-making process isn’t something you do just so you can make a foal. It’s also a kind of fun way of showing the other pony how much you care about them, and Quibble Pants loves you a whole lot. Don’t you, sweetie?”

“I sure do! Heheh.” Quibble Pants did his best to sound enthusiastic about the act of having sex with somepony who was still a foal herself, but his obvious act was just begining to make the girls tilt their eyebrows. “Anyway. How about we take this into your mom and my room, just so we can… um… get started?”

“Yaaaaaaaay!” the filly shouted, fluttering her wings to their room as quickly as she could, making the two adults giggle to themselves, albeit in different tones.

As Quibble Pants began to hesitantly make his way to where Wind Sprint had probably already arrived, however, Clear Sky put a hoof to his shoulder, making him turn his head to see her comforting smile. “You don’t need to worry, honey. You’re going to be fine. I’ll be there the entire time just so she feels comfortable.”

“I hope she feels comfortable! She was the one who wanted it to be a demonstration after all, wasn’t she?” As soon as Quibble Pants posed the question, however, the pink unicorn’s eyes began to dart back and forth around the room, smiling wide while sweat started to trickle down her face. After a few moments without receiving an answer, though, Quibble Pants narrowed his eyes, leaned in closer and asked again, “Wasn’t she?”

“Umm… Uhh… O-OH! I think I hear her calling for us! Don’t worry, Wind Sprint! We’re comiiiing!”

Clear Sky then ascended into a full-blown gallop as she turned the corner of the hallway and raced towards their bedroom, making Quibble Pants pick up his own pace, albeit with a confused expression. There was no way Clear Sky was hiding something from him, especially when her own daughter was at the epicenter… but he couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down his back at the thought. He just needed to make sure that he got this over with quick, just so he would hopefully never have to go through with something like this again, supposing he didn’t accidentally make Clear Sky a grandmare in the process.

After what seemed like an eternity of walking to his and Clear Sky’s bedroom (despite the feeling that time had passed too quickly), he found Wind Sprint splayed out on their bed, making a bedsheets angel while Clear Sky sat in her reading chair in the brightest corner of the room. With a gulp, Quibble Pants sat down next to the filly on the bed, twiddling his hooves as the girl beside him sat up with enthusiasm.

“So what did you bring us here for?” the filly asked with an innocent smile, making Quibble Pants sweat harder.

“I just think that, um… a bed is the best place to get started.”

“What are we gonna do on the bed?”

The brown stallion quickly looked over to Clear Sky for some extra help, but she just motioned for him to keep going, as if that somehow communicated how he would move forward. “Well… First of all, you know that fillies and colts have different parts, right?”

“Yup! I don’t know what a boy’s thingy is supposed to look like, though. I’ve never seen one before.”

Then, placing his hoof over his eyes so that he could shield himself from Wind Sprint’s reaction, he asked, “Would you like to?” As soon as the question left his mouth, he bit his lip, waiting for the filly to voice her disgust at something that probably came off as downright creepy, but after a few moments of silence, he hadn’t heard a peep come out of her. Finally, hesitantly peeking underneath his hoof, he saw that she was looking up at him with curiosity in her eyes, which gradually turned into a childish smile.

“Really?! You mean you’ll show me?!”

“I… uh…” With one final glance over at the unicorn’s direction, he saw that she was nodding her head vigorously, matching her daughter’s enthusiastic expression. “Of course, sweetie.”

“Yaaaaay!” the filly cheered, jumping on the bed and fluttering in the air. “I always asked my dad to show me his, but he would never do it.”

“Well, I may not be any sort of replacement for your father, but if there’s anything that I can do to make you happy, I’ll do my best.”

Finally, Quibble Pants squeezed his eyes shut, slowly moving his hind legs apart from each other as the filly peered over in curiosity. Finally, for the first time in her life, she was seeing what a stallion looked like when girls weren’t supposed to watch. Upon opening his eyes, however, he saw Wind Sprint’s face light up with excitement with her mouth opened wide in awe, and in the corner of the room, Clear Sky was leaning further back in her chair, giving the two of them the eyes that she normally saved for the most intimate bedroom experiences. As Quibble Pants looked back at the mare’s expression, however, he couldn’t help but wonder to himself if there was something about this situation that she wasn’t telling him, something that she was hiding from them.

“Do they all look like that?” Wind Sprint asked, pulling Quibble’s attention back to the main focus of the evening.

“Hmm? Oh! Yes, yes they do, although I guess they differ in their own ways, kinda like how some ponies have longer muzzles or bigger ears than other ponies.”

“Do you have a bigger thingy than other ponies?”

The stallion’s face suddenly went red, and Clear Sky’s hushed giggles from the corner of the room certainly weren’t helping him abate the embarrassment. “I… uh… Actually, why don’t you show me your… uh… th-thingy.”

As soon as Quibble Pants posed the questions, however, Wind Sprint’s enthusiasm disappeared, leading her to shrink underneath her wings in shyness. “I don’t know…” the filly said. “Mom told me that I should never show anypony my private parts.”

“It’s fine, dear,” the mare said, pulling the other two ponies’ attention away. “Go ahead and show Quibble your pussy.”

“Show him my… what?”

“Your vagina, sweetie. You know, the thing that makes you different from boys.”

As soon as Clear Sky mentioned the fact that she had something different than what stallions had, however, she took another opportunity to peer over at Quibble’s phallus, making him nearly cover himself in embarrassment. “So if I have a… p-pussy, what does he have?”

“A penis.” Wind Sprint quickly put a hoof to her mouth to hide how much she was smiling after hearing the naughty word, but there was no denying the laughter that was beginning to make her entire chest bounce. “Yes, yes. It’s kind of a funny word, isn’t it? That’s why fully-grown mares like to call it a dick or a cock.”

Wind Sprint giggled again. “Those words are funny too.”

“And you know what’s even funnier? Sometimes, when you show a boy your pussy, his dick starts to grow.”

“Really?!”

“You should try it, Wind!”

Just as the excitement was beginning to build up, however, Wind Sprint quickly looked back down to her hind legs and squeezed her thighs together, avoiding eye contact with the adults in her state of timidity. “I don’t know… It’s kind of embarrassing…”

“Oh, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetie! Here, I’ll do it with you.” Finally, once Wind Sprint pulled her eyes away from her lap, she saw her mom spreading her hind legs, revealing her moist slit that glistened in the light of the bedroom. “You see? Mommy has one of these too, and I show it to Quibble Pants every night.”

“Really?” Wind Sprint darted her eyes between the two adult ponies, peering over at both of their exposed genitalia before silently looking down at her own legs. The whole event seemed to be a total culture shock to the filly, who was receiving information that contradicted everything she had been taught, but with a brave face, she closed her eyes, leaned back on her haunches and slowly moved her legs apart. Finally, for the first time in his life, Quibble Pants was looking down at a filly’s vulva, and despite what he was trying to tell himself in his mind, he couldn’t help the tingling sensation in his groin. She was so innocent, so youthful, so pure, almost like a miniature version of Clear Sky herself, and it was sending his conscious into a frenzy, forcing him to try to justify his own arousal. “C-can you stop staring, Quibble?”

Suddenly, the brown stallion shook his head, breaking his gaze away so that he could finally look back into the filly’s eyes. “A-anyway! Maybe we should um… get started.”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, Celestia. How should I explain this? Well, you know how your… uh… thingy goes in and my thingy goes out?” The filly tilted her head in confusion but nodded nonetheless. “Well… that’s because my thingy is supposed to um… go inside your thingy…”

Wind Sprint sat in silence for several moments, waiting for the rest of the explanation as if what he said were some kind of joke, but once it became apparent that Quibble Pants had explained the whole process, the little pegasus jerked her head back in disgust. “Seriously?! But that’s so gross!”

“You never know unless you try it, honey,” her mother said sultrily. “Oh, and Quibble, since she’s probably not wet down there yet, you two should probably start off with some oral.”

“By oral, do you mean like a blowjob or…?”

“Actually, that’s probably a good idea! You should both start out with some sixty-nine just to make sure it goes in without her getting hurt.”

As Quibble Pants and Clear Sky began to discuss the intricacies of the sex that was about to unfold, however, Wind Sprint looked back and forth between the two adults, raising an eyebrow as she tried to make sense of the discussion. “Blowjob? What’s that? What are you two talking about?”

“Mommy was just saying that she wants your first time to be as fun as it can be, sweetie, but just to make sure it feels good going in, you and Quibble should probably help each other get a little wet first. Like when he and I do it, we like to use our mouths. That way it’s extra slippery when it goes in!”

Wind Sprint then looked at Quibble’s phallus one more time and gagged before turning her head back to the pink mare. “But moooooom!”

“Oh, won’t you give it a chance, Wind? I promise you’ll start to like it once the two of you get started.”

Wind Sprint hesitantly looked down at the penis again, visibly cringing at the sight of what she had been so enthusiastic to see earlier, but with a sigh, she nodded her head. “OK, mom. I’ll try.”

“Good girl! Be gentle with her, OK, Quibble?”

The stallion chuckled softly before gulping, sharing the same awkward expression of the foal. “OK, W-Wind Sprint,” he instructed in a shaky voice. “Now to do this, I’m going to put my mouth on your th-thingy, and you’re g-gonna put your mouth--”

“On your dick? Great...”

The way she spoke had a soft bite to it, making Quibble Pants chuckle awkwardly and gulp before nodding his head, and then, leading her into the right position on the bed, Quibble placed his mouth between Wind Sprint’s legs as she hesitantly inserted his dick into her mouth. Both ponies’ bodies jerked at the sudden sensation with Wind Sprint’s legs squeezing together while the feeling of a tongue much smaller than what he was used to made its way around the head of Quibble’s penis. He could feel himself unintentionally growing bigger between her lips, leading him to gently slide himself back out of her mouth before she accidentally started gagging from the unexpected length. As Quibble was about to pull himself all the way out, though, Wind Sprint grabbed hold of his shaft, covering even more of his member with her saliva. In fact, he wasn’t sure if he was just imagining things, but he thought that as he slid his tongue between her folds, he could very faintly taste the subtle flavor of feminine passion slipping down her tunnel.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something moving in the corner of the room, and slowly moving his face to see past Wind Sprint’s leg, he found a pink unicorn mare rubbing her hoof in circles below, her chest beginning to make long movements up and down with each deep breath. Before he could do more than lift a suspicious eyebrow, however, Wind Sprint’s tongue swiped up his cowper’s gland, leading him to reflexively spread the foal’s legs wider, pressing his lips against her labia while digging his tongue deeper. Quibble Pants was finally becoming entranced with the taste of young nectar trickling between her legs, the scent of her growing arousal emanating near his muzzle, and the innocent stoppages of her mouth every time he surprised her with another lick in one of her sensitive areas, but just as he was beginning to lose himself in the process, he was once again interrupted by the sight of the mare in the corner audibly breathing in passion.

“Quibble Pants? Are you OK?”

Suddenly, the stallion broke away from Wind Sprint’s crotch, shaking his head as soon as he realized he was staring, and in doing so, the filly took her mouth off of his penis and wiped the spittle off of her lips, switching glances between the two grown ponies. “Yeah. Sorry. I was just wondering what uh… what you’re doing over there.”

Clear Sky tilted her head in confusion. “I’m masturbating? Why?”

“What’s master-bathing?”

Quibble cringed at the foal’s innocent question before turning back to the mare, trying to avoid another awkward sex act he would end up having to perform. “It’s when a pony touches her pussy to make herself feel like she’s having sex, sweetie,” Clear Sky filled in for him. “While you and Quibble get to have fun together, mommy’s gonna have fun with herself for a little bit.”

“Can boys master-bathe too?”

As Quibble slapped his hoof to his forehead in awkwardness, Clear Sky continued with Wind Sprint’s sexual education. “Yup! Only when boys masturbate, they do it by rubbing their cock up and down.”

“That’s so weird!” the filly added with a feminine chuckle.

“I think we might be getting a little off topic here,” Quibble Pants said quickly, cutting them off before the uncomfortable topic could continue any further. “I was just wondering why you’re masturbating. After all, the whole point of me doing this with Wind Sprint is because she wanted me to have sex with her, right?”

“What?” Wind Sprint asked with her own face of confusion. “I just asked mom where foals come from. I didn’t say I wanted to make one!”

At this point, both Quibble Pants and Wind Sprint were narrowing their eyes and turning their heads slowly towards Clear Sky, whose eyes darted around the room as a nervous grin popped up on her face. “Clear Sky, is there something you’re not telling us?”

The mare tried smiling wider as if it would somehow satisfy their curiosity, but with a sigh that released all the tension in her face, she drooped her head and said, “I’m sorry. This whole thing was my idea. It’s just, her father never wanted to try it with her, and I’ve just always wanted her first experience to be with somepony in the family, you know, like a stallion.”

Quibble remained silent for several seconds before blurting out, “You mean this whole thing is really just--”

“A kink… yeah…” The earth pony opened his mouth as if to object again, but before he could get any words out, Clear Sky lifted her hooves to silence him. “B-but I think we should leave it up to Wind Sprint whether the two of you decide to keep going or not. After all, on my end it looked like she was enjoying herself, weren’t you, Wind?”

Clear Sky sent a wink over to the filly, who turned her face away quickly to hide the redness in her cheeks as well as the smile that she was trying to stifle before it became noticeable. As Quibble Pants leaned his face forward to see Wind Sprint’s expression, though, she turned her face away again, further reaffirming her embarrassment to her mother’s comment. “Is that true?” the stallion asked. “Do you want to keep going?”

The filly, however, still refused to face the two adults, remaining silent for several moments before finally saying, “It felt kinda good when you were licking me down there, but I don’t really like the taste of your thingy in my mouth.”

“Don’t worry, sweetie,” her mother chimed in. “Just give him a little bit more time and we’ll get to the fun part.”

“You mean the part where he puts it inside me?”

Quibble Pants cringed at the question, putting his hoof over his face while the mare nodded excitedly. “Mhmm! Oh, and Quibble, if she makes you cum, just try not to do it so hard that you won’t be able to keep going.”

“Come?” the filly said quizzically, exchanging looks between the adults again. “Come where?”

“In your mouth, sweetie.”

“I uh… I think she’s asking a different question,” Quibble Pants said, rubbing the back of his neck while his face grew a bright red.

It took a minute for the wheels in Clear Sky’s mind to turn, but once she realized where the confusion was, her face began to also shine a beet red. “Oh! I guess we still haven’t told you about that yet. Cumming is what happens when stallions get so excited that their dicks shoots out white stuff that we also call cum.”

“Can girls cum too?”

Even though Quibble Pants was still cringing, Clear Sky nodded her head in excitement. “Yup! Although it’s a little different when girls do it. Don’t worry about that, though. Quibble will show you exactly what happens when a girl cums once the two of you get to the best part.”

Wind Sprint now had a face full of excitement from the fun imagery that her mother had built up, but once she looked back down at Quibble’s penis, her face of enthusiasm seemed to diminish immediately. The idea of putting a cock in her mouth was still a total culture shock to what girls her age were used to being taught, but with a newfound expression of confidence, she wrapped her hoof around Quibble’s phallus and eased his member into her mouth. The stallion flinched from the instant gratification of her mouth covering the head of his penis, slowly moving her way down the length as her lips leisurely made their way down his skin. While her mouth trailed down to her hoof, however, her hoof made its way up his shaft until it met with her lips, just for her hoof to travel back down and her mouth to slowly slide their way back up to the tip of his dick, placing a small kiss at his dillhole at the very end.

Quibble Pants couldn’t help but exhale loudly at the pleasurable sensation in his loins, leaning himself back as his head fell backwards, giving himself just enough leverage to look down at the filly bobbing her head on his crotch. Then, as if to get approval for the job she was doing, Wind Sprint looked up into Quibble’s eyes while her mouth continued to suck on his length, giving him so much visual stimulation that he inadvertently squeezed his eyes shut while his dick grew even larger in her mouth. The movements of her lips were far ahead of her experience level, pulling at his skin from the suction of her mouth while her tongue wrapped around the edges, covering as much area as she could in her youthful saliva.

“Looks like somepony’s having fun,” Clear Sky said from across the room, rubbing circles around her labia. “Wind Sprint, honey, it looks like Quibble is about to cum. Just don’t be scared if something goes into your mouth.”

Taking her mouth off of his shaft, however, the filly looked into the stallion’s eyes and quietly said, “J-just tell me when you’re about to do it, OK?”

Then, nodding his head, Wind Sprint returned his cock to the warm sanctuary between her lips, bobbing her head back and forth at a newly energetic pace. She was also using both of her hooves now to keep up with the ferocity of her mouth, jerking him off wildly while her neck did its best to keep up with the pace of the rest of her body. Despite how alluring the sight below him was, however, he couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore, heaving deeply to the point where his gasps for air were beginning to turn into embarrassing moans. He could feel the tension building up in his crotch, begging her to hit the right spot so he could finally release everything and cover her soft palate with his warm, sticky fluids. Suddenly, though, his moans grew more staccato with each breath, causing him to bend forward until finally, he felt the overwhelming pleasure enthrall his senses.

“Wind Sprint! I’m about to c--”

Before he could even finish his sentence, however, a pulse of semen shot out of his cock, making the filly’s eyes grow wide in surprise, but just as soon as she thought that she had experienced the worst of it, his member continued to throb in her mouth, leading her to pull off of his shaft entirely. As she kept her mouth open to keep herself from swallowing the cum in her mouth, however, yet another string of fluids ejaculated onto her face, adding insult to injury by dripping its way down to her tongue, which hung out while displaying a long trail of his seed. Pulse by pulse, his penis throbbed out the remaining semen from his balls until trickled down to a single drop of cum dangling from his dickhole. Wind Sprint then looked around anxiously for somewhere to spit out the disgusting liquids in her mouth, but with the semen beginning to trickle down her jaw the longer she waited, she closed her eyes, knocked her head back and gulped down the remaining seed, opening her mouth wide again to breathe while showing off what a good job she’d done.

Once the two of them could finally take a minute to relax, however, the pegasus foal began wiping the excess semen from her face, cringing as she looked at the fluid sticking to her hoof. “Eeewwwww!! It’s all sticky!”

“It just takes some getting used to,” Clear Sky chimed in, visually holding back laughter. “Trust me, once you feel him cumming inside your pussy, you want it to be as sticky as possible.”

“Can we get to the fun part now? His cum didn’t taste so good.”

“It’s an acquired taste, dear. You’ll have to do it a few times before you’re used to it.”

“Is it going to be an ‘acquired taste’ when he makes me cum too?”

Quibble Pants hated to admit it, but hearing Wind Sprint talking about round two was so exciting that his shaft was already beginning to grow again, making him seriously question his personal values. He had sworn that the only reason he was doing this was to fulfill Wind’s Sprint’s wishes--or, rather, Clear Sky’s wishes, which apparently Wind Sprint was also enjoying to some degree. Now, though, the thought of actually having full-blown sex with a filly (let alone one that was part of his family), was starting to make him so horny that he almost couldn’t wait to explore her insides. Once Wind Sprint looked back up at him with a look of expectation, however, Quibble Pants gulped, praying to Celestia that he would be able to control his own arousal.

“Ohhh, I promise you’re going to love it. Just make sure you spread your legs really wide so he has no problem going in, OK?”

As soon as Clear Sky gave out her instructions, she leaned back in her chair and spread her own legs, revealing her moist slit and hovering her hoof to return to her personal lady session. It seemed like Clear Sky was really the one who was making the decision for them, but if Wind Sprint really enjoyed their previous session like the unicorn said, then there was no reason not to believe that she would enjoy full-on sex. Finally, taking her mom’s lead, the filly laid back onto the bed, grabbing her hind hooves and pulling them apart, giving Quibble Pants the best view possible of her small, parted fillyhood. He felt ashamed that the sight of her youthful nethers were starting to make him grow harder, but pushing his emotions down with a gulp, he leaned himself over Wind Sprint, angled his penis down and gently pressed the head of his penis into her folds.

“Eep!”

“Are you OK, Wind? Do you want me to stop? If you start to feel uncomfortable, just let me know and I’ll--”

“Quibble,” the filly said in a much softer tone than before. “You’re doing it again.”

Then, catching him off guard, the filly released one of her hind hooves and reached behind the stallion, grabbing him by the back and slowly, leisurely guiding him deeper into her vagina. Quibble Pants was now feeling the tight sensation of Wind Sprint’s virgin pussy gripping around the length of his dick, making the already tight fit even narrower as he made his way further in. Even though the pegasus filly was biting down on her lip, probably feeling a twinge of pain as Quibble’s full-grown cock explored her orifice, she was still continuing to gently lift her hips, allowing more of his length inside her. Quibble wanted to reduce the initial pain as much as he could, but the feeling of her tight inner walls gripping at him with all their strength made him continue to involuntarily grow larger, inserting even more of his shaft between her legs without even moving his body.

As he looked over towards Clear Sky, however, she seemed to be having the time of her life, breathing deeply while moving her hoof in circles across her clitoris. Her eyelids were half-closed, but still focused on the sight of her daughter being ravaged by the stallion on top of her, and once he looked back down to where her eyes were fixated, he saw that he was already beginning to bounce his hips forward without even realizing it. Then, bringing his attention back up to Wind Sprint, he noticed that she was looking down at Quibble’s crotch as he slowly slid more of his length inside her, but once she saw Quibble looking back at her, she looked away with a blush on her face. The brown earth pony couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as he lightly grabbed hold of the filly’s waist, leisurely sliding his way back out and making her cover her face to hide the arousal she was beginning to display.

“Having fun, Wind?” her mom asked, sliding her hoof between her legs and arching her back as more pleasure cascaded through her spine. Wind Sprint, however, turned her head in the opposite direction, hiding her face as her mouth began to open involuntarily, allowing air to her lungs before she quietly moaned it back out in her high-pitched voice. Clear Sky giggled at the sound, making Wind Sprint’s blush burn brighter. “I’ll take that as a yes, but it feels even better when you get really loud like this.” Suddenly, her hoof was pushing its way into her vagina, leading her to squeeze her shoulders together as she moaned, “Aaaahhhh~!”

“Quit it, mom! You’re embarrassing me…”

“Won’t you try it, baby?”

Wind Sprint rolled her eyes, but once Quibble Pants saw her mom winking at him, he took the message to surprise her with an even deeper thrust, rubbing the edge of his penis against her cervix, making her eyes grow wide. “Ah!” she sighed pleasurably, causing her to quickly cover her mouth with her hooves while the two adults in the room began to laugh.

“See? There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Here, I’ll show you one more time.” Then, pushing her hoof so deep into her marehood that the others could hear the splashes coming from her legs, Clear Sky squeezed her eyes closed, knocking her head back as her moans picked up in volume. “AAHHH!!! Ohhhh. YES!!”

The sound of the mare in her state of arousal was beginning to take its toll on Quibble, causing him to grow to his maximum mass, bouncing against Wind Sprint’s most inner depths as her vaginal walls rushed to flood as much natural lube out as they could. The more her pure wetness coated his shaft with its delicate essence, the harder he moved his dick between her folds, picking up his humping to the point where he was forgetting that he was doing this with an inexperienced foal. Despite how rough he was being, however, Wind Sprint’s pussy wrapped tighter around his cock while her chest released small, auditory breaths that she tried to keep in her mouth as much as she could. Despite her best efforts, though, she couldn’t help the faint sounds of, “Mm! Mm!” from reverberating out of her vocal cords with every thrust of Quibble’s hips.

Suddenly, though, Quibble realized how hard his member was attacking her on the inside and quickly slowed down his movements, allowing Wind Sprint to catch her breath in the meantime. “Just let me know if I’m being too rough, OK?”

“Keep going.”

“Hmm?” As the brown stallion slowed his hips down to a halt, he noticed that the feeling of her soft insides grinding against his dick were still continuing to stroke his nerve endings. Then, looking down at their groins, he saw that her hips were still swaying back and forth, weakly trying to return to the pace where they were just a few moments earlier. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, daddy.”

As soon as Wind Sprint said those words, Clear Sky bent over in ecstasy, rubbing her clitoris with a newfound fervor while breathing deeply and moaning out her exhalations. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!” Then, in the next instant, her whole body fell back onto the chair where she sat, her lower body convulsing as fluids began trickling out of her marehood, leaving her screaming in euphoria as she writhed. “Ahn~! Ohhh, baby keep going! Mmmmmm~!!”

Wind Sprint looked over at her mom in curiosity, but before she could question what she was doing, Quibble Pants began moving his hips again, causing her to squeeze her eyes closed as the familiar feeling between her thighs returned yet again. While the sudden burst of arousal gradually disappeared from Clear Sky’s crotch, however, it began to steadily reappear in Wind Sprint, leaving her mouth open and her tongue threatening to fall out of her mouth as Quibble’s dick moved through her even faster. Even the stallion himself was beginning to feel an overwhelming pleasure creeping up within himself, causing his shaft to tense up as all of his blood surged to a single vein in his body.

“Don’t forget to let Wind Sprint finish first, dear,” the mare said, recomposing herself after what seemed like an amazing orgasm. “Then you can show her how it really feels to make foals.”

Wind Sprint then tried tilting her head to the side to see her mother well enough to cast her a confused look, but before she could ask what her mom meant, she was suddenly being attacked by another overwhelming feeling. Lifting her upper body enough to look down and see what was happening, she noticed that not only was Quibble Pants penetrating her with all his might, but he was also rubbing circles around the edge of her opening, stimulating a part of her she didn’t even know she had. Sweat was dripping down both of their bodies as the heat in the room began to grow warmer and warmer, emanating from both their body heat as well as the friction built up from their sex organs. The pleasure was so overpowering, in fact, that she didn’t even notice how loud she was moaning in her high-pitched voice as Quibble’s cock stole her innocence away from her.

“Ah ah ah ah! AH! MMMMMM!!!! Ahhhh…”

She probably didn’t know what was going on, but Quibble could see from the way her upper body twisted and arched that she was getting close to experiencing her first orgasm. Without wasting any more time, the stallion continued to attack the filly’s nub more fervently, sending her hormones into a frenzy as quickly as he could before he accidentally filled her with foal batter while too immersed in his own throes of pleasure to notice. The pressure inside him was clenching at him between his legs, telling him that his only options at this point were to pull out or finish, but with Wind Sprint so close to the edge, there was no way he could pull out and ruin the magic of the moment he had been working so hard to create. With all the energy left in his body, he humped the little girl as fast and as deep as his hips would let him while his hoof flicked her clitoris so hard that sound wouldn’t even come out of the filly’s lips anymore. Then, once Quibble Pants had finally let go of the mounting pressure…

“AAAAHHHHH!!!!”

The sound of Wind Sprint’s naturally high-pitched voice reaching an octave higher than before rang through the air, making Quibble so horny that the initial pulse of semen splattered all the way out the sides, decorating the rest of her interior in the process. Even more of his seed throbbed its way into her womb, leaving Wind Sprint to grab Quibble Pants around the neck while her body shook, flooding her own fluids down her inner walls. As the stallion tensed up to release shot after shot of cum into the filly’s orifice, Wind Sprint’s body was the complete opposite, jerking back and forth involuntarily as dopamine surged through her blood stream. Both ponies were moaning out in pleasure as their orgasms continued throughout their bodies, but after a few more squirts of semen into the little girl’s vagina, Quibble Pants finally collapsed on top of the filly, leaving both of them gasping for air on the comfortable sheets of his bed.

As the two ponies continued to heave in exhaustion, however, the mare in the corner of the room began to giggle. “So how did you like your first time, Wind?”

“I reeeeally liked it,” she said, panting a few breaths before she returned to speaking again. “Is that really where babies come from?”

“Only if you do it enough times,” Clear Sky said with a smile, shakily getting off of her chair covered in femenine fluids. “We’ll have to do it more so we can teach you about all the fun, different things you can do while having sex. That is, unless Quibble Pants has a problem with that.”

As the stallion finally opened his eyes to look over at the mare’s seductive grin, he quickly pulled himself up to look down at the filly who was also giving him a pair of pleading eyes. “I-I-I guess not. Although we should probably teach her about protection next time, don’t you think, Sky?”

Once again, Clear Sky giggled happily into her hooves. “Oh, don’t worry. I’ve already got a list of all kinds of things we can teach her.”

Quibble Pants cringed, not knowing whether or not he had just signed up himself as well as Wind Sprint to become her new sexual playthings for the foreseeable future. “Just… promise you won’t go too overboard, OK, dear?”

“Whatever you say… daddy.”