Chapters Twenty years earlier…
“No way!”
“Radical!”
“Get out of town!”
The three fillies huddled around their friend, who placed her hoof onto her chest in a proud pose. “Yup!” she said confidently. “And she’s never gonna find out!”
Clear Sky, who was the last out of her group to earn her cutie mark, seemed the most amazed by her friend’s story out of the three of them. “Wow, Lemon Hearts! How are you gonna keep your sister from finding out you took her diary?”
“She has hoofball practice after school until five, which means that I’ll have two whole hours after school to put it back. You’ve got to see what she wrote in there!”
The yellow unicorn then pulled a sealed book out of her saddle bag, and with her horn glowing a bright raspberry color, the latch closing the book came undone, causing the pages to flip avidly. The three fillies all gathered as closely as they could, pressing their faces together to read the passages, but Lemon Hearts pulled the book to her own face so she could read the text aloud to the group.
“Dear Diary. Today in class we had to read a stupid book about some wizard from a billion years ago who fought some magical singing aliens and banished them to a different realm. It was so boring that I fell asleep halfway, and when I woke up, half of my face was covered in drool!”
“““EEEEWWWWWW!!!!”””
The four fillies giggled loudly as Lemon Hearts turned the next page. “Oh! This one’s from yesterday! ‘Dear Diary. Today I hooked up with Perfect Pace from science class. He came over to my place to do homework together, but then the next thing I knew he was on top of me. I told him not to go inside me, but once I felt his dick pushing into my pussy, I couldn’t... help it anymore...’ WHAT?!”
Lemon Hearts pulled the text back up to her face, darting her eyes back and forth as if there were some way she had been misinterpreting things, but the longer she took, the more the other fillies’ faces contorted in disgust.
“Hold the phone,” one of them began hesitantly. “Is she saying… he put his thingy in her thingy?”
“And she liked it?!” asked the friend on Clear Sky’s other shoulder. “But that’s so gross!”
“Hang on!” the yellow unicorn exclaimed, reading over the passage again. “It keeps going! ‘When we were done, I asked him if he finished inside me, and he told me he couldn’t help it. I don’t know what to do if I end up getting pregnant because of this!’”
Again, the fillies turned towards each other with confusion and disgust on their faces, but the text she read led them all to the same conclusion, even if they were afraid to bring it up. “What else does it say?!” Clear Sky asked, causing Lemon Hearts to hesitantly return to the text in front of her.
“There’s just a little bit left. It says, ‘I never want to talk to him again, but it felt so good that I kinda wanna try it one more time. Maybe it’s worth the risk so long as nopony finds out.’”
“She’s gotta be pulling your leg,” the earth pony said. “I bet she knew you were gonna take her diary, so she just wrote that to gross you out!”
“Yeah,” the pegasus chimed in. “There’s no way she actually did that stuff.”
Clear Sky’s friends seemed so sure of what happened, but when she looked over at Lemon Hearts’s panicked face, she couldn’t help but wonder. “But… do any of you know where fillies actually come from?”
“Duh! They come from the stork!”
“Nuh-uh! They come from the hospital!”
The earth pony and pegasus pushed their faces together angrily as they debated the true answer. Deep down, though, even though she had heard both explanations before, she knew that there had to be more to the story than what she thought she knew. Maybe there was something the grownups weren’t telling her, something that involved the parts that they had incessantly told her to never show anypony else.
Maybe Lemon Hearts’s sister wasn’t just making this stuff up to mess with her. Maybe… she actually let a boy put his thingy inside of her.
This was all too much to handle.
Once Clear Sky got home, she laid in bed, thinking about the same thing over and over again. The idea of it was so interesting, but she couldn’t exactly talk with her friends about it due to the fear that they would tease her for even thinking about boys’ private parts. It was almost like she found a new obsession with bugs, and even though it was all she was able to think about right now, she knew that nopony would see it as anything but a disgusting fascination.
*Knock, knock!*
“Hey, kiddo!” a stallion said, poking his head through the filly’s bedroom door. “You feeling alright? You haven’t come out of your room since you got home.”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Clear Sky replied, sitting up on her bed. “There’s just… something on my mind.”
The stallion smiled, entering the filly’s room entirely and taking a seat next to her on her bed. “You know you can tell me about anything that’s on your mind, right?”
“Then can you tell me where babies come from?” The sudden question made her father flinch, but Clear Sky’s face shone with youthful excitement. “I promise I won’t tell mom if you tell me! It’s got something to do with your thingy going inside a girl’s thingy, right? Did you put your thingy in mom? Did she like it?”
The stallion suddenly pulled himself off of the bed and began walking backwards as Clear Sky’s enthusiasm brought her closer and closer to her father’s face. “Listen, honey. That um… Those are some really hard questions.”
“Just tell me how I was born! That should be an easy one, right?”
“Uhh…” her father mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Don’t you think it would be better if your mother explained that stuff to you?”
“Oh! Is mom home? I could ask her how her thingy feels when a boy’s thingy goes inside it!”
Finally, with a sigh, the stallion said, “Maybe you should just let me tell you after all. I guess now’s as good a time as any to tell you where foals come from, and if you promise not to think about it too much, I’ll answer any questions you have.”
The unicorn then wrapped her hoof around her father, snuggling her cheek against his as she exclaimed, “Thank you, daddy! Thank you, thank you, thank youuuuu!”
Her father immediately chuckled at the sight, wrapping his hoof around the filly’s waist, but then his smile slowly began to fade, his entire tone shifting into something a little more serious than what she was expecting.
And then he did it. He told her everything. He may have left out some of the grotesque details like what masturbation was or how girls could get orgasms too, but it wasn’t like she wouldn’t learn that on her own soon enough anyway. In all honesty, she was a little bit surprised that he was willing to tell her what he did, and there was no way she was going to look a gift horse in the mouth, especially when nopony else would ever talk with her about something like this. By the same token, though, there was still one more thing she wanted: to try it out.
Of course, her father reprimanded her for even asking him to try it with her, telling the filly that this was no way for a young lady to behave, but she just couldn’t see the problem with it. If he was doing it with her mom anyway, then why couldn’t he just do it with her too? He tried to explain that this was something that only married couples were allowed to do, and seeing that Clear Sky was just going to offer rebuttal after rebuttal, he shut the conversation down entirely. Her father had answered her questions about where babies came from, and that was going to be the end of it. Even though she was a little agitated and confused about why sex was seen as such a taboo topic, she thanked her father and didn’t say another word about it for the rest of her life…
...But that didn’t mean she was ready to drop it altogether.
In the same way that Lemon Hearts had snuck into her sister’s room to take her diary, Clear Sky snuck out of her room every night, spying on her parents for when they inevitably did the deed. After four straight nights of nothing but crossword puzzles until falling asleep, she was close to giving up, almost convinced that the diary entry had been a ruse. Finally, however, on the fifth night, she looked through the small keyhole to her parents’ room to see it actually happening right in front of her very eyes!
They were doing it! Just like in the diary entry! He was putting his thingy in her thingy, and from the looks (and sounds) of it, her mom was really enjoying it! They did all kinds of things together, usually starting with her mouth and moving to her pussy, but every once in a while, they would try something new: anal, dress-up, role play, lingerie. Clear Sky was watching every night, hoping that they would have sex that night, and if they did, she secretly hoped that they would try out something new and spontaneous that she’d never seen before.
It was beginning to become an obsession with her to the point where even during school, she would draw pictures of different sex toys, outfits or even just genitalia in general. She had to hide them from her friends and teachers, of course, but her mind was filled with new ideas every single day. She wanted to join them, not just so that she could throw in ideas, but to feel whatever her mom felt when she was having sex with her dad. She dreamed that one day, her dad would pull her out of bed and say, “Okay, kiddo! It’s your turn now!” Even when she learned how to masturbate, she yearned to be able to join her family, to get to see how good her mom had felt for years and years while the two of them had sex without her.
Unfortunately for her, however, she never would get the chance to do it with her own parents, but that didn’t have to stop her from denying her own child from getting that opportunity…
Present day
It had been almost seven months since she had first taught Wind Sprint what her private parts were supposed to be used for, and in that time, both her daughter and new husband grown accustomed to finding ways to pleasure each other. Clear Sky herself had yet to join in, but that was mainly because the other two looked so hot when they went at it that she wouldn’t dare interrupt them from their special bonding time together. She much preferred her role as “dungeon master” anyway, giving herself the role of orchestrating the festivities of the night to meet everything she’d always wanted to try when she was a filly. All the timidity Quibble Pants had shown after the first night had disappeared, and she loved him so much more because of it.
Tonight was Monday, which meant that the three of them would have dinner together and play a game as a family, just so that the beginning of the workweek gave them something to look forward to. Fortunately, however, it just so happened that most Mondays were already so draining that they usually needed something else to help bring some energy to the week anyway.
“I rolled a twelve!” the mother said, looking down at the tabletop game the three of them were playing. “What does that mean?”
“Sorry, honey,” Quibble replied. “You just walked straight into a pit of lava.”
The pink unicorn’s head fell onto the edge of the table in exhaustion as her daughter giggled at the unfortunate way her mother’s turn ended. “That’s the worst roll you could have had! Anything else would have led you straight to buried treasure!”
“Sometimes I think the two of you set this up just for me to fail,” Clear Sky continued, to which the other two replied with a chuckle. “So can I roll to come back from that?”
Quibble Pants looked down at his rule book, scratching his head with his tongue sticking out until he solemnly shook his head. “No, it looks like Wind Sprint just won.”
“YES! Sorry, mom. I promise I wasn’t cheating.”
The unicorn laughed and shook her head, patting her daughter’s mane. “It’s OK, sweetie. I know you’re just good at this game.” Then, after a long yawn, Clear sky said, “It is getting kind of late, though. I’m about ready to turn in for the night.”
“Already?! Please, mom, just one more hour!”
“Listen to your mother, Wind Sprint,” Quibble replied with a stern voice, something which she never would have listened to six months ago. “This game already went on longer than usual, and you have school in the morning.”
Of course, this was the usual excuse. Although it may have been true that Clear Sky was probably tired after having a long day already, she knew that Wind Sprint would do anything to stay out of bed for a little while longer. She probably didn’t need to bring up her bedtime to do what she really wanted before retiring for the night, but it’s not like it ever failed.
“Actually, dear,” Clear Sky began, touching her husband’s shoulder as Wind Sprint’s ears perked up. “We were just going to have some alone time before bed anyway. Would it be so bad if Wind Sprint decided to join us?”
“Yeah! C’mon, daddy! Pleeeeease?”
Both Wind Sprint and Clear Sky realized early on that when either of them called Quibble Pants daddy, it created an insatiable lust that he couldn’t resist. Just as they had both predicted, his back stiffened up upon hearing the word, turning back towards the two girls as they grinned at him with erotic smiles. His mouth quivered, obviously trying not to let them take advantage of his hormones that easily, but he knew just as much as they did how easy it was for them to turn him on.
“W-well, if Clear Sky says it’s OK, then I guess it’s fine.”
“Yes! Thank you so much!”
As the filly cheered with joy, she fluttered herself up and planted a kiss straight onto his lips, a sensual, enthralling kind that most fillies never got to experience with their own parents. Quibble Pants replied with a kiss of his own, but right when a father and daughter would usually pull apart, the two of them gently opened up their mouths, closing their eyes as their kiss became more passionate. In fact, it wasn’t until a subtle clearing of Clear Sky’s throat that the two realized that they were probably rushing into their night’s festivities a little too quickly.
“Calm down, you two,” the mother said with a giggle. “Don’t you think we should at least make it to the bedroom first?”
The brown stallion’s face went red as he rubbed the back of his mane, a stark contrast to the pegasus filly beside him flying in circles. “Race you to the bedroom!” Before Quibble Pants could even argue, though, Wind Sprint had already made it halfway down the hallway.
“Hey! Wait up, you cheater!”
The pink unicorn couldn’t help but giggle femininely at the sight, which made her husband blush even harder. “Quibble, have I ever told you how much I love you?”
“Oh, once or twice, I think. I’m sorry, but how did Wind Sprint getting a false start on me prompt that question again?”
“Ohh, no reason.” Then, with her eyes half-lidded, she wrapped her hooves around the stallion’s neck and planted a kiss of her own, subtly tasting the flavor of her own daughter’s saliva as she pulled her lips away. “You’re a good father. I hope you know that.”
“Honestly, sometimes I wonder if that’s really true…”
Clear Sky tilted her head to the side in confusion. He had always been so good with Wind Sprint that she couldn’t comprehend what he was thinking that would convince him otherwise.
“Honey, don’t talk like that. Wind Sprint loves you!”
“You see? That’s just it, Sky! I--I--I wonder sometimes if she loves me too much! You know that I love you--and you know I love her too--but I just wonder if…”
“If…?”
Quibble Pants bit his lip, darting his eyes all over the place as he silently went to war with himself over how he would phrase his next statement, making Clear Sky even more confused.
“Don’t you ever wonder if maybe…” he began, taking a deep breath, “...maybe all this is too much for Wind Sprint? Like what if she grows up and sees what we did together as something other than a fun family activity? What if she grows up and… you know… hates us?”
The pink unicorn looked at him for several seconds with her eyebrow raised until finally she started chuckling softly like this was some big joke, but for some reason, Quibble Pants wasn’t laughing back. “You’re not serious… are you?”
“Heeeeey! What’s taking so long?”
The two adults then turned their heads towards the bedroom door to see a very impatient filly, flailing her forelegs to get her parents’ attention. Once Quibble Pants looked at his wife once more to get the verdict that they were really going through with this, however, Clear Sky shook her head with a giggle, putting her hoof on her husband’s shoulder.
“Honey, trust me,” she said. “Everything’s going to be fine. I promise, our little filly is going to grow up with no regrets. We’re good parents.” Then, before the stallion could voice any more concerns, the pink unicorn trotted happily towards her daughter with her husband following not too far behind her.
Finally, once the couple arrived in the bedroom, the filly was splayed out along their bed, making snow angels with their sheets and rising with annoyance when they walked into the room. “Took you long enough! I’ve been waiting foreverrr!”
“Wow! Are you really that excited to get this over with and go to bed?”
Wind Sprint’s jaw dropped. “No, no. Take your time.”
After another feminine giggle, Clear Sky rolled her eyes and said, “So, did you have anything in particular you wanted to do tonight?”
“Not really. I just don’t wanna go to bed.”
“Oh, come ooonnn!” Clear Sky then nuzzled her muzzle with her daughter’s, making the filly laugh despite the straight face she was trying to maintain. “Let’s say you got to choose what we did right now. What do you wanna do?”
Wind Sprint scratched her head and shrugged her shoulders. “I dunno. I kinda just wanna play with my toys right now.”
“Well, sorry to burst your bubble, kiddo,” Quibble Pants said with a chuckle, “but we can’t just let you stay up to play with your toys, and it’s not like we have any toys here in the bedroom, right Sky? Sky…? Why aren’t you answering me, Sky? Why does your face look like--Ohhhhhh… You mean those toys.”
The pink mare shrugged innocently, her face blushing a bright red as her husband began to piece together what activity she undoubtedly wanted to try tonight. Wind Sprint, however, as both parents expected, was raising an eyebrow in confusion, tugging at her mother’s hoof to try and get the rest of the information out of her.
“You have toys too? Moooom! How come you never told me about those?”
Quibble Pants slapped his hoof to his face. “Oh, sweet Celestia--Wind, these uh... aren’t exactly the same kind of toys you’re used to playing with. They’re actually used for a different… um… Well, they’re basically just toys for grownups. You know, like marbles and taxes!”
“You know what, though?” the mare said sweetly, rubbing the filly’s head while shaking her head at her husband. “The two of us were actually just talking about introducing you to the world of grownup toys tonight anyway! What do you think? You wanna try them out?”
As Quibble Pants continued to shake his head in embarrassment, however, Wind Sprint’s eyes began glowing with enthusiasm. “Yeah! Show me! Show me!”
“There’s no way this will end well.”
Clear Sky once again rolled her eyes at her husband before getting down onto her hooves and reaching underneath the bed, pulling out a key from underneath the bedframe. Then, walking over to her closet, she opened the door and reached out to the back of the wall to pull out a large wooden chest, sealed with a latchet. As Clear Sky slid the key into the hole, her daughter looked over her shoulder with energetic anticipation, waiting with a smile on her face while her mother opened up the chest to reveal what was inside. Once the box opened up, the family was now looking down at a large collection of dildos, vibrators, anal bead and other miscellanious sex toys, an assortment which looked like it had taken months--if not years--to collect.
“Here it is!” Clear Sky cheered with a proud smile on her face, but Wind Sprint, on the other hand, looked more puzzled than enthusiastic about the grand reveal.
“What are these?” she asked, slowly picking up one of the objects and holding it out like it was covered in germs. “It looks like a bunch of purple dicks.”
Despite the filly’s reaction, all of the instruments appeared clean and pristine like they had all just barely come out of the box, which Clear Sky was no doubt proud of as she looked at her husband with a large grin that begged for his feedback. Quibble Pants, however, was too busy trying to figure out a good way to explain what a dildo was to his step-daughter in a way that he wouldn’t regret years down the line.
“They are a bunch of purple dicks!” Clear Sky said jubilantly, causing Quibble to put his face into his hoof in embarrassment.
“Can we please find a word other than dicks?”
“But you have daddy,” the filly replied, ignoring Quibble Pants’s protests. “Why do you need all these?”
“Yes, Sky. Why do you need all these?”
The unicorn gave another stern look to her husband before looking back to her daughter and explaining, “Well, dear, sometimes daddy isn’t always around when I need him, so whenever he’s gone on one of his convention trips, I take this box out and use whichever one of these toys I want. Look at this! Some of them are just regular dicks, some of these go in specific places, and these ones are some of my favorites! You push a button and they vibrate! Pretty cool, huh?”
“Woooow! Can I use some of these until I get a boyfriend?”
Quibble Pants immediately choked on his own spit, but before he could clear it out to discuss the issue further, Clear Sky responded, “Sure! Actually, if you wanted, we could use some of these right now! You’re OK with teaching her how to use these, aren’t you, Quibble?”
The brown stallion looked down at the box of different sex apparatuses, then back at his wife, then back down to the box, then back up to his wife, giving her an expression that he probably thought she would understand. Clear Sky, though, simply tilted her head, giving him the same happy smile that she’d had this whole time.
“Erm… Clear Sky? You know I’ve never actually used one of these, right? Maybe you should be the one to teach her. Or maybe we could just put it away!”
“Noooo!” the pegasus pleaded, grabbing onto Quibble’s hoof. “Please don’t put it away! Mom can show me if you can’t!”
“...It’s not that I can’t. It’s just--”
“Don’t worry, sweetie,” Clear Sky said, pulling a vibrator out of the box. “Tonight you’re gonna feel what I feel like whenever daddy isn’t home.”
With a huge smile on her face, Wind Sprint cheered happily, fluttering into the air before plopping down onto the bed with her hind legs splayed out. Usually whenever the three of them had late night family time together, Quibble Pants would join Wind Sprint on the bed while Clear Sky took a seat on her reading chair by the bed, but this time it was Quibble’s turn to watch as his wife took the lead. Both girls were practically giggling with excitement while the third folded his hooves with an unenthusiastic grimace.
“What’s wrong with daddy?”
“Oh, don’t worry about him. He’s just upset because I get to be the one who has all the fun tonight.”
The comment made Wind Sprint giggle again, bringing a delightful smile to both of their faces. That smile right there was exactly why she wanted to be the one to share this first moment with her in the first place. Quibble Pants would grow accustomed to it soon enough, just like he always did, and when he finally got the courage to join them, he would finally see why this was something that all parents should do with their foals. Just because Clear Sky never got to have this chance growing up didn’t mean that Wind Sprint couldn’t. She would make sure of that.
“Ready?” the mother asked, to which the filly nodded her head. Clear Sky thought she would be more nervous than she was, considering that this was the first time she’d ever joined her daughter in her sexual explorations before, but for some reason, it felt natural, like she had been the one in the bed with her for the past seven months. Maybe it was just because she had been right there watching every single time her husband made love to her, but in the back of her mind, she believed the real reason was the fact that she had been preparing for this moment for as long as she could remember.
Then, pulling out a small, egg-shaped object from her box of toys, she nuzzled the edge of the item right at the end of Wind Sprint’s filly lips and pulled out a remote. The pegasus looked confused, as was expected, but in just a few seconds, she would feel probably the greatest feeling she’d ever experienced in her young life. Finally, pushing the top button on the remote control, Clear Sky heard a low buzzing sound below, along with a subtle gasp from her daughter as her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide. “How does it feel, Wind?”
Wind Sprint, however, didn’t answer. Even though she was moving her lower lip like she was trying to speak, all she could do was breathe softly out her mouth as her eyes gently squeezed closed and her head fell backwards. Her hind legs then began to squeeze together, tightening the grip between her southern lips as her teeth lightly bit down onto her normal lip.
“You like that, honey?” Clear Sky asked, to which Wind Sprint nodded slowly after several moments of enjoying the pleasure enriching her vital points. “I bet you didn’t know you could feel this good, huh!”
“Mmmmm,” the filly cooed, letting out another high-pitched breath as her forelegs squeezed onto her groin. “I bet you wish daddy was gone all the time.”
“What?!” Quibble interjected, but neither Clear Sky nor Wind Sprint bothered to acknowledge him. Wind Sprint was too busy enjoying the feeling of a soft massage buzzing around her nerve endings, and Clear Sky was busy staring down at the remote with a sinister smile on her face.
“If you think that feels good,” the unicorn said, her hoof hovering over one of the buttons, “just wait until you feel this.”
Then, upon pressing the first button, she immediately heard the buzzing sound grow louder, along with another horny breath from her daughter who was now turning onto her side, holding onto her crotch with even more urgency. Clear Sky was almost jealous that Wind Sprint got to be the one enjoying the feeling between her legs, especially when the sight of her daughter growing in arousal was making her own orifice twitch with desperation. She was tempted to move onto the next setting already, yearning to see what faces her daughter would make next, but she held herself back for as long as she could, waiting until Wind Sprint got acclimated before surprising her again. If she waited too long, though, she didn’t know how she would last before breaking down and satisfying herself right then and there. Just a few more speeds. Then it was her turn.
“Mommmmm!”
The way the filly moaned out to her made Clear Sky’s legs even more wet, but keeping her libido in check as best she could, the mare put on the most motherly face she could and said, “Yes, dear?”
“Is daddy going to join in? I need him so bad right now.”
Admittedly, the mare was disappointed. She was hoping that she would be the one who would be able to take over for the whole night, especially since toys were her number one specialty. Looking back at her husband, however, who looked like he was about to jump out of his chair and take over at any minute, she came up with an entirely new strategy that would keep her hopes alive. He would get to have his chance next time, but tonight, Clear Sky was going to have the experience she had been waiting for since she was a foal.
“Actually, I think Quibble’s going to sit out for a little while. It’s not every day that he gets to lay back and enjoy the show.”
“I don’t mind,” the stallion said innocently, but upon turning her head and striking her neck with her hoof, the earth pony finally got the hint that his wife was trying to send him. “Oh! I mean, your mom has a point! Besides, don’t you wanna see your dad doing what your mom does all the time?”
“But I need it so bad right now!” By this point, Wind Sprint’s eyes wouldn’t even open anymore. She was so preoccupied with the buzzing sensation between her legs that she couldn’t comprehend anything other than the lust taking over her thoughts. “Please, daddy! I need you inside me right now!”
Quibble Pants once again looked over to his wife for guidance, but Clear Sky wasn’t about to give up hope that easily. “Trust me, Wind,” the unicorn said, looking down at the remote once more. “In just a minute, you’re going to forget aaaallll about that.”
Suddenly, after pressing the next button down, the buzzing grew even louder, much like Wind Sprint, who was now hunched over, releasing a loud moan that overpowered the volume of the vibrator. With the sudden turnaround in Wind Sprint’s mindset, Clear Sky couldn’t resist flashing a cocky smile over at her husband, but to her surprise, he didn’t even notice she was looking over at him. He was too busy staring at his daughter as she held the vibrator against her clitoris, his own genitalia beginning to grow out of its sheath without him even noticing.
“Like I said,” the unicorn said under her breath with a cocky grin. “He’s gonna be busy. Tonight, I have you all to myself.”
Finally, without even waiting for her daughter to get used to the new vibration speed, Clear Sky pushed the final button, creating an oscillation so fast that Wind Sprint’s breath got caught in her throat. When the breath finally managed to come back out, though, it released as a loud scream so powerful that her eyes were squeezed as tight as they could go. Whereas before the filly was clenching her legs together, she now had them spread as wide as they would go, showing off to her parents how tight her vagina was as her entire pelvis shook into the air. Before the mare's hormones could take over her mind completely, however, she looked over to her husband to see his reaction, and as she expected, he had already started moving his hoof around his penis without even thinking about it.
“How close are you, sweetie?”
“Uuhhnn~! I’m so close, mom!”
“Here. Let me help you a little bit.”
Just as she was starting to breathe normally again, her lungs were stopped in their tracks yet again at the feeling of her mother leaning her face into Wind Sprint’s lap and gently letting her tongue slide into her small opening. Her legs practically gave out immediately upon feeling the sensation, her legs wobbling from the intense stimulus swirling around her delicate nerve endings. It was so hot seeing her daughter practically break in her near orgasmic state, especially thanks to the high-pitched screams projecting to her parents just how horny she was in at that moment. The best part, though, was tasting how wet she was as Clear Sky lapped up the fluids that flooded out of her fillyhood.
“Keep going, mom! You feel so goooooddd! Mmmm!”
Then, pulling her mouth out of Wind Sprint’s pussy and looking straight into her longing eyes, she giggled to herself and said just soft enough to be heard over the sound of her vibrator, “OK, baby. Just promise when you cum, you won’t get any on the sheets. You be a good girl and get it all into momma’s mouth.”
Finally, once the filly nodded her head, the mare went back to her daughter’s orifice, and rather than picking up where she left off, she decided to make up for lost time. With her lips pressed against Wind Sprint’s vulva, Clear Sky immediately pushed her tongue in as deep as it would go, navigating her way around until she found exactly what she was looking for. Fortunately, since she was a girl herself, she knew right where to find the most sensitive part of a female’s anatomy, and with a soft flick of her tongue, Wind Sprint once again wailed out in agony, reeling with what was probably one of the most intense orgasms she’d ever felt.
Her hips were now bouncing up and down involuntarily, convulsing violently to the beating of her heartbeat throbbing down to her vagina. Her insides, meanwhile, were contracting wildly, pouring out her natural feminine secretion every time her inner walls loosened up, just to pour out more of her liquid lust. With all the luscious nectar pooling onto her tongue, it almost felt like all of Wind Sprint’s arousal was being transported from her pussy to Clear Sky’s, who had to squeeze her legs together to prevent herself from dripping onto the sheets, literally the one thing she told Wind Sprint not to do. She knew Wind Sprint’s orgasm wouldn’t last long, but she still wanted to savor every moment that she could. Then, just as soon as the filly started getting the chance to breathe normally again, Clear Sky sent one final flick up her insides, sending one final spurt of liquids into her mouth, which she happily allowed into her mouth.
Finally, pulling her mouth out of her daughter’s orifice, she swung her head back and swallowed the remaining lubricant, wiping her mouth with her hoof before licking up the remains until she was clean again. Wind Sprint, however, looked like she had just come out of a fight. Her breathing was deep, her mane was a mess, and her body was so weak that she could barely manage to pull the vibrating toy out from between her legs to recover from her sultry activity. The important part, though, was that she still looked adorable as she continued smiling up at her mother with an innocent smirk.
“OK,” the filly began, stretching her hooves, “I’ve been playing with the wrong toys this whole time.”
“Yup!” her mom replied, brushing aside her daughter’s bangs. “We’re gonna have to get you some toys of your own for your birthday.”
“Yay!”
“Uh… Does this mean it’s over?”
Suddenly, both girls turned their head to see Quibble Pants with a very awkward erection, making the two of them put their hoof to their mouth as they almost exploded from laughter. “Well, that depends,” Clear Sky said. “Wind, do you think you’ll be able to go another round here pretty soon?”
“In a minute,” she replied. “Just let me rest for a sec.”
“Perfect! Quibble, you keep that boner up until she’s ready for the second round. I’m going to go look for something we can use.”
“Do you really have to say ‘boner’ in front of Wind Sprint?”
Clear Sky didn’t hear her husband’s reply, and in all honesty, she probably just would have ignored it if she did. Besides, she had much better things to worry about than what kind of inappropriate diction she used in front of her foal, especially since this situation called for it! Clear Sky would never be able to say “erection” with a straight face, but that was assuming her mind wasn’t already preoccupied with finding the perfect toy to help make the night even better.
Once she opened the chest and gazed into the array of toys again, her mouth was close to salivating thinking of all the different options she had at her disposal. Hoofcuffs? No, too kinky. Butt plug? No, she had to work her way up to that one. Clear Sky continued to dig deeper down into the chest, not finding any one specific object that stood out to her more than the rest, but finally, as if the heavens were opening up above her, she found a special toy that she had been saving for just this kind of occasion. She couldn’t remember how long ago she bought it, but now was the time when she would finally be able to use it.
“Aha! Here we go!” Clear Sky then pulled the toy out and presented it to her family, both of whom looked at it with confused expressions. “Well? What do you think?”
“Uh… Honey?” Quibble Pants said inquisitively. “Am I supposed to use that or--”
“No, you stay there. This one’s for Wind Sprint and me.”
Even knowing that she was going to be using the toy, the filly looked up and down at the item before looking back at her mom with the same bewildered look. “But… how am I supposed to use that thing?”
“Not just you! Both of us!”
The object she was holding was a long, cylindrical silicone dildo with two heads, one on each side that matched the look and feel of a stallion’s phallus to perfection. She was a little worried that a toy this thick might be too big for somepony of Wind Sprint’s size to handle, but after all the times she’d had sex with Quibble Pants, it was at least worth a try. Wind Sprint would tell her whether or not something like this was too much for her, and if it ended up working out, she was about to have the single greatest sexual experience of her life.
“How does it work?” the filly asked, which made Clear Sky’s heart flutter with excitement.
“It’s just like a penis! You put this end in your pussy, and I’ll put this end in mine! Doesn’t that sound like fun?!”
“Wait…” Wind Sprint looked up and down at the sex toy, then back up at her mother, whose enthusiastic smile was beginning to waver. “We’re both going to use it at the same time? Does that mean… we’re going to be having sex together?”
“Yeah! D-doesn’t that sound like fun, dear?”
“But… We’re both girls! Isn’t that kinda weird?”
Clear Sky could practically feel her heart drop into her stomach. She would personally never sleep with another mare, but her daughter shared a bond with her that no other girl would ever be able to have with her! She just needed to make Wind Sprint realize that this was different. There was no way the night was going to end just because they both had the same parts!
“No, sweetie! Sex is about love! Your father and I have sex because we love each other, and he has sex with you because he loves you. Isn’t that right, Quibble?”
“Not… exactly how I’d phrase it, but yes, that is true.”
Clear Sky sent her husband a less-than-enthusiastic stare after his lackluster response before returning her smile to the pegasus filly, waiting for her response. Wind Sprint, as expected, still seemed unsure, but this was all still new to her, after all. She didn’t grow up sheltered from sex like her mother did, so maybe she was being exposed to more than she was expecting. The important part, though, was that she would find out soon enough what sex between a mother and daughter would be like, and hopefully after that, they’d be able to do it with each other for several nights to come.
“Ohh, won’t you just try it with me? It would make me so happy!”
Wind Sprint’s weary face was beginning to ease up the more her mother pleaded until finally, she looked up at her mother with a loving and caring smile, the same that Clear Sky wore as she looked down at Wind. “I guess I could try,” the filly said, making Clear Sky silently cheer in her head.
“That’s great, honey! Ohhh, I can just tell how much you’re gonna love this!”
The filly had barely given her approval by the time Clear Sky adjusted herself onto the bed across from Wind Sprint, intertwining their legs like two scissors coming together. Then, grabbing the dildo and putting it in between their lady parts, the mare slowly took the lead by easing the silicone phallus into her own orifice, sighing quietly as it gently slid through her inner cavity. The pegasus filly raised an eyebrow, still apparently slightly hesitant about sharing a toy with another female, but once her mother began angling the toy towards her vagina, she quickly realized that this feeling was definitely not something she could get from another girl.
The more Clear Sky slid the toy into her pussy, the wetter she got, coating the edge of the head with a feminine lubricant that made the friction within her nethers cause her cheeks to go red. Even though she much preferred sharing a night of bliss with her husband, she couldn’t deny how much she craved these moments where she could explore her pussy with an object much longer, harder and wider than any stallion. This, however, was much better than any night of debauchery with Quibble Pants, just due to the fact that when she looked over her heaving chest towards her daughter, she saw exactly what she was looking forward to.
Wind Sprint’s face was once again scrunching up in her youthful eroticism, biting her lower lip until she was forced to take in a deep breath. Just for fun, Clear Sky decided to arch her back, pushing her hips closer towards the filly’s and correspondingly pushing the object deeper into her pussy, making her yelp out in surprise. She had to make sure she didn’t hurt her daughter, especially seeing as how she’d never dealt with something so massive before, but after the initial shock wore off, she could see the faint corners of Wind Sprint’s mouth begin to curl upwards, giving Clear Sky all the permission she needed to keep going. Harder. Harder. Harder!
“Mmmmm, doesn’t this feel so good, sweetie?”
“Yesssss!” Wind Sprint replied in more of a breath than a voice, squeezing her eyes closed as she attempted to turn her hips to the side, sliding the toy in at an entirely new angle. “Don’t stop, mom!”
She didn’t exactly need her daughter to tell her, but seeing her so immersed in the action gave her a newfound motivation to pick up the pace, an idea which seemingly filled both of them with an extra gratification below. The feeling was so overwhelming that she was starting to feel her eyes fall backwards, leading her to arch her back even further until her face was upside down, looking over at her husband while her mane draped over the foot of the bed.
“Enjoying the show, honey?”
Quibble Pants, of course, was now getting to experience how nice it was to let the others do the work, getting to enjoy his own pleasure while his wife and daughter created their own personal porno. She could see his lips trembling like he wanted to say something, but instead his own eyes fell back into his skull, closing his eyelids and nodding his head while he breathed out an emotional sigh and continued to stroke himself, allowing the girls to take care of the rest. Clear Sky giggled femininely, blowing him a kiss as soon as he opened his eyes again before lifting up her torso and humping Wind Sprint with even more vigor than before.
If the young pony couldn’t handle the heat between her legs to begin with, her face was now in complete torture, literally shielding her face with her hooves as her mother took absolute control over her mind. As nice as this was, though, Clear Sky may have had an idea that would work to both of their advantages.
“Honey?”
“H-huh?”
Wind Sprint seemed a little confused as to why her mother had suddenly stopped, compounded with the fact that she was still dazed from the heartbeat pounding between her thighs.
“Hang on! I wanna try something real quick! Here, turn around!”
Still with a dazed expression on her face, the filly followed the instructions of her mother regardless, flipping onto her hooves with her head facing the wall in front of her. Clear Sky, however, was moving herself to be the mirror image, carefully getting up to her own hooves while using one of her forehooves to delicately adjust the object between them. Just as Wind Sprint looked subtly over her shoulder to see what was going on, however, her head suddenly dropped once the feeling returned to her pelvis, moving steadily back into her folds. Clear Sky’s head, on the other hand, knocked backwards, pinching her shoulders together as she led the dildo back to her sensitive areas, pushing it deeper until she could feel it touching the edge of her daughter’s cervix.
Soon the room was filled with the erotic moans of Clear Sky and Wind Sprint, barely overpowering the splashing sounds that came from their vaginas as their asses bounced against each other. The unicorn could see that her husband was releasing his own pleasurable sighs as well, but she was filled with so much of her own passion that she couldn’t quell her voice enough to hear him. In fact, she could barely keep her eyes open at all. Right whenever she felt herself getting control of her mind again, she felt her daughter adjusting the toy with her pelvis, slamming it back into her pussy with extreme urgency.
“Just a little higher, honey--Mmm! Yes! There! Right there! Ah! Ahhh.”
Even though Clear Sky couldn’t have been more vocal, her daughter was so enraptured by the toy within her that she was doing all she could just to breathe in normally. This was literally what Clear Sky had dreamt about since she was a filly herself. She could practically feel her ovaries bursting with pleasure, but she couldn’t let the blissful sensation finish her off just yet. She still had one more thing she needed to do before the night came to an end.
Just when Wind Sprint was falling into the depths of her own lust, her mother abruptly stopped moving and gently pulled the item out of her orifice while the pegasus looked over in sadness. “You getting close to cumming?” Clear Sky asked, to which Wind Sprint nodded her head.
“Do you not want me to finish?”
“No! It’s nothing like that! I just have one more thing I wanna show you before we finish up for the night.”
With a hesitant look in her eyes, the filly reached back and started to slowly pull the dildo out from between her legs, which wobbled weakly as the edges carefully caressed her folds on the way out. In the meantime, though, Clear Sky was making her way over to the chest one more time, digging through the utensils until a small grin crept up on her face. The toy she had found had actually never actually been used, even though this particular type was another one of her favorites. She’d been holding onto it for months, waiting to use it for a special occasion, and now that she had found the perfect opportunity to use it, she was grateful that she’d been able to refrain her urgent desires until now.
With a giddy skip, the mare trotted back over to her daughter, holding the toy in a magical turquoise aura as the filly raised an eyebrow, switching confused glances between her two parents. “Uhh… What’s that supposed to be?”
The metallic-looking object was beautifully shiny, although the shape of it was unlike anything the filly had ever seen before. The shape could only be described as egglike, which was still slightly off seeing as how it rounded out on one end like an acorn and had a rounded base with a sparkling gemstone on the inside. Clear Sky couldn’t help but be a little bit surprised that the filly wasn’t as enthusiastic as she was, but now that she thought about it, Wind Sprint probably didn’t even know which hole to put it in.
“You know what?” the mother asked. “How about instead of telling you, I just show you?”
“Dad? Is this safe?”
“I… think so?” Quibble replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “To be honest, I’ve never seen anypony use one of those before--” Just before he could ruin the moment, however, Clear Sky shot him a fiery glare. “--B-but I know your mother would never ask you to do something that you were uncomfortable with!”
With a roll of her eyes, Clear Sky brought her face down to her daughter, putting her hooves together and pleading with the most innocent puppy dog eyes she could. “Pleeeease won’t you try it? I promise you’ll love it! And you won’t have to try anything else for the rest of the night.” Wind Sprint scrunched her face like she was still against the idea, but since the first toy brought her to orgasm and the second was about to, she really didn’t have much evidence that she wouldn’t enjoy this one too.
“Fiiine,” the filly said, falling onto her back and spreading her hind legs. “Go ahead.”
“Oh! You need to be standing up for this one, honey. By the way, Quibble, do you think you’d mind switching places this time? I kinda wanna see this one for myself.” Wind Sprint and Quibble looked at each other with confusion, but shrugging their shoulders, they both did as the mare said, Wind Sprint pulling herself onto all fours while Quibble Pants walked up behind her. “Perfect! Now, Wind, I need you to pull your butt cheeks as faaar as you can.”
“Like this?”
As the words came out of the filly’s mouth, she pulled onto each of her thighs, broadcasting her dripping filly lips, which was beautiful enough to make the two of them nearly salivate. What Clear Sky was really looking for, however, was the narrow hole just above her female outlet. Even though she was a little jealous at first that Wind Sprint would get to break in her new toy before she could, the mare almost couldn’t hold herself back now that she was staring straight into her daughter’s anal opening, the very place where the plug would go in.
“Good job! Now you’re going to need to relax on this one. It might be a little uncomfortable when you first put it in, but after that, you’ll never want to take it out.”
Finally, with Wind Sprint nodding her head, Clear Sky angled the butt plug towards her back door and slowly eased it inside her daughter’s anus. The filly inadvertently squeaked, her head falling down as the object maneuvered its way into her rectum, but taking her mother’s advice, she gradually relaxed her lower body, inviting the object deeper and deeper into her butthole. After a few more delicate nudges, the plug finally made it all the way inside, letting Wind Sprint breathe a sigh of relief. Now, though, was when the real fun part began.
“Alright, Quibble! Your turn!”
“...My turn to do what?”
“Uhhh, to have sex with our daughter?”
“O-oh! Right! That, heheh.”
“Honestly, you didn’t think I was gonna let you wear one of these, did you?”
“...Do I have to answer that?”
“You guys?”
When Clear Sky and Quibble Pants looked back down at their daughter, her cheeks were flushed red, sweat was dripping down her neck, and her breathing had already begun to pick up. Clear Sky had always been extra sensitive in that spot, which was why she favored butt plugs among all of her toys, and from the looks of Wind Sprint, she must have passed those genes down. Wind Sprint’s tongue was falling out of her mouth in ecstasy already, causing the mare to squeeze her hind legs to calm down her suddenly raging hormones. Then, turning towards her normal spot in the bedroom where she could finish herself off, she placed her hoof on her husband’s shoulder and said, “She’s all yours, dear.”
Quibble Pants gulped, looking down at his daughter whose legs were twitching, causing the butt plug’s handle to pulse against her anus. His wife giggled internally, casually moving back to her designated area and splaying one of her legs over the arm of her chair, spreading her marehood as she eagerly awaited for the stallion to make his move.
“OK, Wind,” he said awkwardly, placing his hooves against each of her legs. “I’m not sure if this is gonna be any different than normal, but just be sure to let me know if any of this feels uncomfortable, alright? Oh, and you remember our safe word right? I know I might get carried away sometimes, but once I hear it, I’ll be sure to--”
“Daddyyyy!” she moaned imperatively. “Can you please just put your thingy in me?”
The sound of her horny voice silenced him instantly. He almost didn’t even need to ease his shaft into her pussy, seeing as how he was growing so big that his dick was starting to prod against her lower folds without him even moving. Then, grabbing hold of his anatomy, he began circling the tip of his member around her labia, making her grunt femininely as more and more of her natural lubricant started to coat her lower lips. Clear Sky, meanwhile, was moving her hoof along her own marehood as Quibble was doing with Wind Sprint, caressing herself in the exact same pattern to feel exactly how her daughter felt.
Finally, with a small push, Quibble Pants was inside her, making Wind Sprint grab onto a nearby pillow and bury her face before she started prematurely releasing any sounds of eroticism. Quibble Pants started slowly, easing his penis in further and further, stopping at every inch to make sure Wind Sprint was OK, and once he knew for sure, he continued to slide in another inch. It was almost painful how slowly he was moving, especially since his wife was in the corner of the room, reenacting the scene by moving her hoof between her legs and silently begging him to give her more. Then, once he started pulling out, the filly gasped lightly, a sound which was basically common knowledge at this point to be Quibble Pants’s weak spot.
Suddenly, the earth pony was starting to pick up his pace, moving his cock through her with more confidence after every thrust. Clear Sky loved seeing him take control like that, and spreading her own legs even wider, she began sliding one hoof in and out of her vagina while the other slid down to her opposite hole, toying with it lightly to feel what Wind Sprint probably felt.
“Mmm!” the filly moaned, squeezing her eyes and biting her lip as her entire body was tossed harder and harder against her pillow. “It feels so--MMM--good, mom. I never wanna take it out.”
Her g-spot must have been practically throbbing at this point with the butt plug pressing it harder against Quibble’s dick. Wind Sprint was lucky in the sense that she had orgasms come easy for her, but with the added stimulation on top of the fact that she was already close to finishing beforehand, she was probably going to have an estrogen explosion at this rate. That was still going to be a good thing, though. Thinking back to her own first time using a butt plug, Clear Sky had cum so hard that she practically peed her own nectar all night afterwards, one of her favorite sexual memories by far.
“Harderrr,” the filly’s voice rang out, pulling Clear Sky back to reality and causing Quibble’s hips to act on their own, pounding the filly’s pussy so hard that he was now breathing harder than Wind Sprint. “Mm! Harder, daddy!” Again, Quibble pushed deeper through her legs, making the filly’s mind go so blank that she couldn’t even breathe without a high-pitched moan ringing from her vocal cords.
“I *pant, pant* I can’t go any harder, honey!”
“Just a little more! I’m so close!”
Biting his own lip, Quibble Pants grabbed each of the filly’s hips and put all the strength he had into humping her, leaving the filly’s screams jerking as wildly as her tiny body, bouncing back and forth against his cock. Without even thinking, the stallion grabbed Wind Sprint’s mane, making her back arch while her voice continued to increase in pitch. Just the sight of it was sending Clear Sky over the edge. She was almost there. Just a few more strokes. She wanted to keep watching, but the hormones were flooding her mind with so much dopamine that the entire world started going black around her.
Then, in the next moment, her body went limp.
“Aaaaahhhh~! Yes, daddy! Mmmm!”
Finally, with bliss pouring onto her hoof as her whole body convulsed onto her chair, Clear Sky could finally see well enough to make out Wind Sprint pulling her pussy off of her father’s member, squirting fluids in spurts onto the stallion’s pelvis and all over the bed sheets. Both females’ bodies writhed in pleasure, estrogen flowing throughout their nervous system while their anatomies released liquid lust down their thighs. Even though Clear Sky was only using her hoof, even though she wasn’t using any of the toys that Wind Sprint was using, even though she had no stallion penetrating her, this was still probably the single greatest orgasm she had ever felt, and from the looks of it, Wind Sprint must have felt the same.
Now, Quibble Pants, meanwhile…
“Ohhhh yeah. That’s goo--Uh oh! Oh, I am so sorry, Wind Sprint! I didn’t mean--”
“Daddyyyyy!” the filly exclaimed, looking down at the white liquid dripping off of her hoof while another strand kept her from opening up her left eye. “I think you got some in my mane!”
Quibble Pants had his own delayed reaction, rubbing his shaft the moment Wind Sprint started cumming until he released his own orgasm, accidentally covering Wind Sprint’s face and mane. Even though they were probably both embarrassed, however, Clear Sky couldn’t help but fall over in laughter, holding her hoof to her mouth to keep herself from being too loud (while using this as an excuse to whiff the feminine scent from her orgasm that still remained on her hoof). Her daughter and husband gave her dirty looks as a response, but she couldn’t help it. This was the perfect way to end the perfect night.
“I’m sorry,” the mare said, chuckling once more. “Quibble, why don’t you go get washed up in the hallway bathroom while I use ours to clean up Wind Sprint?”
“G-good idea,” he said, limping his way out of the bedroom dramatically from the sensitivity between his loins. Clear Sky wanted to say something sarcastic, but just as she was about to, she felt somepony tugging at her shoulder.
“Mom?”
“Hmm?” The unicorn mumbled, looking down at her daughter who was still wiping semen from her eyes. “Yes, sweetie?”
“I’m sorry I got cum on the bed sheets. Thank you for letting me stay up.”
Her heart was practically hurting already from how happy she was up to that point, but those words filled her with a love that she couldn’t hold back. Clear Sky immediately bent over and kissed her daughter on the cheek, projecting as much motherly love into her lips as possible while ignoring the fact that it was still covered in semen--Not that she wasn’t used to the taste already.
“Thank you for being the perfect daughter,” she said with a smile.
Out of all the days that Clear Sky had spent with her daughter, today was one of the greatest she’d ever had, second only to the day she was born. She never thought when she woke up that morning that she would finally get to experience what she had always wanted to experience with her own parents, the one thing they would never do with her.
Clear Sky was admittedly nervous about going this far with her daughter, maybe giving more credence to the words from her husband than she initially realized. She’d always been told that if a filly were to go through with these things that she’d be scarred forever, that she would hate her for as long as she lived…
...but now she knew for sure that she wasn’t crazy. All those times growing up, wishing she could join in with her own parents, she wasn’t wrong for wanting to be part of the fun. All this time she spent worrying had been for nothing, and now she knew that she had been right all along. She wished she could tell all those ponies what a great idea it was for her to finally go through with it for herself, but she knew what they’d say. They could go on believing whatever they wanted.
Clear Sky, instead, would sleep that night with an unbeatable smile, holding the two ponies who meant the entire world to her.
What would the world look like if girls were the ones who were known for being sexually promiscuous?
Throughout her whole life, she felt like there was something wrong with her for being the way she was, like she was from some kind of other world and had somehow managed to wind up in a place where she was different from everypony. Sure, girls talked about sex from time to time, they got horny just like the boys, and some even said that sex was all that they ever thought about, but she knew it wasn’t the same for her. For her, it was more like an obsession than an urge, which easily set her apart from all of her girl friends.
When she first learned about sex, it started out as a simple interest, but for some reason, all the adults reacted with the same terrified expression when they found out what she was thinking about. Then it snowballed into a forbidden fruit, where the very devious nature of it caused her to think about it more and more to the point where it wasn’t healthy, at least not for a young lady. She couldn’t understand why the other girls, as much as they put sex on such a glorious pedestal, didn’t seem to share her curiosity in the same way, and of course, if she were to explore this interest with the boys, it would open up an entirely new can of worms that would tarnish her social reputation.
So in the end, she decided to bottle it up, to keep her dirty little secret to herself, pleasuring herself when nopony was watching, sometimes even wearing disguises to browse the adult novelties stores, and otherwise pretending to be a pure, innocent foal just like all the other fillies. Of course, sometimes the kids her age ended up talking about boys, sex, and--on rare occasions--masturbation, but she always played the part of the typical schoolgirl: interested but innocent.
If they really knew what a slut she was on the inside, though, their opinion of her would completely change. How could they even look at her in the morning if they knew she was into voyeurism, bondage, exhibitionism, and all the borderline fetishes that weren’t weird, per se, but definitely not normal for the perfect, beautiful Clear Sky?
She thought that when she got married, things would change, that she’d finally be able to explore all the sexual fantasies that had been swimming in her mind for the past ten years, but as it would so turn out, the exact opposite happened. She ended up having a child, and suddenly the possibilities were limitless, a sentiment not shared by her husband.
“Ohhhh, she’ll love it! Just give it a chance!”
“Clear Sky, she’s only five years old!”
“Then don’t you think we should teach her before she gets to that age, just so she knows what she’s doing?”
“I don’t want her doing it at all! She’s just a filly!”
Even as an adult, even as a mother, she still didn’t understand why the taboo of exploring sexuality as a family existed. She thought that it would be the perfect bonding moment for her whole family to experience together, but apparently, she was still alone in that opinion. She still loved her husband just as much as Wind Sprint did, but she knew that there was a rift growing between them, like an emptiness in her heart that would never truly disappear in the marriage she was in.
When Wind Sprint lost her father, however, it devastated her in a way she didn’t imagine was possible. It was difficult for Clear Sky to lose her husband, but it was nowhere near as difficult as it was seeing her daughter cry every night, praying to Celestia that he would come back home, that this was all just some bad dream… but it wasn’t. Her father never came home. No matter how much Wind Sprint bawled her eyes out every night, there was no bringing back her father, and it made Clear Sky regret not appreciating what a truly great stallion she was married to. While her daughter was in despair, Clear Sky made the decision that she would move on from her sexual urges and focus all of her efforts on being the best mom she could.
As time went on, though, that decision got harder and harder to follow through on…
After a little over a year, Clear Sky met a decent stallion named Quibble Pants who--despite his obvious shortcomings--was a genuinely decent stallion! Of course, it took a while for Wind Sprint to see that for herself. At first, she thought that maybe Quibble entering the picture was an excuse for her mom to forget about her father altogether, that he was being replaced by some nerd with an unhealthy obsession for Daring Do novels. Fortunately for everypony involved, however, Wind Sprint eventually learned to love her mother’s new husband just as much as Clear Sky loved him.
Soon his awkward personality became more endearing than annoying, and it was for exactly that reason that Clear Sky fell in love with him in the first place. In fact, for the pink unicorn mare, it was basically essential at this point that her new partner be a little on the eccentric side. She would have been lying to herself if she said that she wasn’t dying from the lack of sex since losing her previous husband, and maybe if she didn’t judge Quibble Pants for his socially awkward interests, maybe he would be more open to the fantasies that she’d had since she was a filly.
Two years later, not only was Clear Sky married to what she could only describe as the greatest stallion in Equestria, but she had finally been able to live out her fantasies! She had a husband who actually listened to her and didn’t judge her, and to make it even better, the three of them got to enjoy sex as a family! It was literally all she could have ever hoped for, until one night…
“Ohhhh shoot oh shoot oh shoooooot!”
Clear Sky paced back and forth around her bedroom, jittering anxiously as she practically hyperventilated.
“OK, just calm down, honey!” Quibble said, holding his hooves up as if that would somehow take away the anxiety his wife was feeling.
“Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down in a situation like this? Darn it, Quibble! How could we have been so stupid?”
“I’m sure she’s fine… I think… Look, no matter what happens, we’ll get through this!”
“Get through this? She shouldn’t have anything to get through at all! She’s still so young! Why did I think it would be a good idea to use the shower curtain? We know how you get when we use the shower curtain!”
Right when Clear Sky’s tension had shot through the roof, however, a pegasus filly with a light indigo coat stepped into the doorway of their bedroom, making the unicorn’s head turn so fast that she nearly got whiplash. Without wasting a moment, the unicorn bolted to the door by the filly’s hooves, who somehow managed to look down at the ground without looking into her mother’s eyes.
“Wind, honey? Are you alright?”
After a moment’s pause, the pegasus blushed and said, “Mooom! Do I have to say it out loud? It’s embarrassing…”
“Oh, I know it’s embarrassing, but mommy needs to know that you’re going to be alright.”
Another moment passed before Wind Sprint let out a deep sigh and finally looked into her mother’s eyes, even if only briefly before she looked away with an annoyed look on her face. “Itcmbakngtv.”
Clear Sky tilted her head curiously. “I’m sorry, dear. What did you say? I didn’t hear you.”
“I said itcmbcknegtv!”
“Wiiiiind,” Quibble said in a much more authoritative tone. “Use your big girl words.”
The filly then let out a groan, rolling her eyes annoyedly. “Fine! It came back negative! I’m not pregnant!”
The moment the words slipped out of her mouth, though, her mother was immediately wrapping her into a large hug, squeezing her so hard that Clear Sky was half-worried about popping her like a balloon. “Ohhhh, that’s great, honey! And don’t worry. I promise you’ll never have any more close calls like that again. Right, Quibble?”
As the two female ponies looked at the only stallion in the room, he couldn’t help but let out a timid chuckle. “Sorry, Wind. You just know how I get when we bring in the shower curtain.”
“Anyway,” Clear Sky continued, setting the filly down before the conversation got any more awkward, “besides the whole pregnancy scare, how did you like it?”
“Actually…” Wind Sprint once again looked down at her hooves, making Clear Sky’s heart drop into her stomach. “I was kinda thinking that maybe I should just let you two have sex for a little while. I think I like toys better anyway.”
Clear Sky quickly switched anxious glances between her daughter and husband, seeing both of their faces basically telling her that they were both thinking the same thing. Still, though, she had to be misinterpreting something! There was no way she actually preferred toys to sex… right?
“Sure, honey!” the mare said in her most supportive tone. “But do you have an idea of when you’ll be ready for family time again?”
Quibble Pants shook his head with a sigh while Wind Sprint groaned loudly. “I don’t know! A while? Is that OK?”
Clear Sky didn’t want to be pushy, but she also didn’t want one small hiccup to turn her daughter away from sharing the one thing that Clear Sky had been waiting her whole life for. Upon getting a better look at Wind Sprint’s pouty face as she looked away in annoyance, however, she realized that the worst thing she could do was push the matter any further. Finally, with a happy smile, she leaned down and brought the filly into another hug, this time much softer than the one before.
“Of course, sweetie. Just let us know when you’re ready, but until then, you have free access to all of mommy’s toys. It’s not like I’m going to be using them much anyway, right, Quibble?”
The earth pony chuckled awkwardly as Clear Sky gave him a devious stare. She could tell that even though it was most stallions’ dream to have a wife as sexually intimate as she was, for Quibble, it was probably more like a chore to keep her consistently satisfied.
“Whatever you say, honey,” he said with as genuine of a smile as he could.
She knew that as much as he loved having sex with his daughter, he was much better at being a father who was always thinking about what would make her happy. She loved that about him, but she was also secretly jealous. She wished she could be more like him, ignoring his hormones completely without giving it a second thought. Even though she knew that Wind Sprint’s vacation from sleeping with them was only temporary, she was already having withdrawals.
Hopefully this setback wouldn’t last too long…
“Clear Sky? Are you alright?”
The unicorn bookmarked the page she was on, slid down her reading glasses and turned towards the stallion sitting next to her. He was looking at her like she had some kind of gash on her face, which made her lift an eyebrow in confusion.
“Yeeaahhh? I’m fine. Is something wrong?”
“No, nothing’s wrong, but…”
“...Buuuuuut?”
The stallion sighed before turning towards his wife with the exact same face he had just a moment ago. “I’m just a little worried about you, Sky. You haven’t been yourself these past couple of days.”
“Okayyyy…? How so?”
“Like… I mean… You haven’t been as erm… intimate as you’ve normally been.”
The mare blinked in surprise before giggling to herself while her husband’s confusion seemingly increased. “Is that what this is about? Honey, if you wanted to have sex, you could have just asked!”
“That’s not what I mean.”
She then tilted her head to the side. “Sooo… You don’t want to have sex with me?”
“It’s not that I don’t! I mean, I do! It’s just…”
“Juuuuust?”
Quibble sighed a heavy breath before placing his hoof onto Clear Sky’s shoulder, running up and down the mare’s foreleg as he looked deeply into her eyes. “I’m just worried about you, Sky. These past couple of days, you’ve seemed like you haven’t had any energy left to do anything. Has this whole thing with Wind Sprint really got you down that bad?”
With a caring smile, the unicorn set down her book, using her magic to levitate her reading glasses onto the nightstand beside her and give her husband her full attention. “Quibble, I’m fine. Honest! I guess that whole scare where Wind nearly got pregnant kinda freaked me out a little bit, but I’m still the same pony as always.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Then, leaning in forward, the stallion placed a soft kiss onto the mare’s lips, brushing her mane behind her ear as he slid further onto the bed, bringing his whole body in closer. He probably only meant for it to be a quick peck on the lips, but as soon as Clear Sky got ahold of him, she slowly sat up, pressing her back against the headboard while her hooves slowly wrapped around his neck. In only a few moments, the mood of the room had completely changed, the only sounds left now being their mouths opening and closing on top of each other’s, echoing throughout the livingspace.
Right as soon as Quibble started moving himself on top of his wife, however, both of them quickly jumped at a sudden cough, breaking the ambience. Then, turning their heads towards the doorway, they saw a pegasus filly waiting patiently for their love session to be over.
“Oh, hey, sweetie!” Clear Sky said, fixing her mane back into place while Quibble awkwardly rolled off of her, falling onto the floor. “Did you need something?”
“I was just gonna grab that thing we talked about earlier, if that’s OK.”
“Oh, the vibrator? Sure!”
“Mooooom!!”
Clear Sky seemed to overlook how much Wind Sprint was blushing as she leapt from her bed and made her way to the closet, stepping over her husband who was still on the floor. “The blue one is your favorite, right? The one for both your clitoris and your vagina?”
Once again, Wind Sprint turned her face away, hiding her red cheeks as best as she could. Fortunately for her, however, Clear Sky was quick in getting exactly what she was looking for, levitating it in the air for the entire world to see. Wind Sprint’s eyes bulged once she saw how openly she was displaying the toy that she was so embarrassed to even talk about, and with a large leap, she grabbed the toy out of the air and quickly looked over to see if Quibble had seen anything.
“Can you please not do that next time?” the filly asked, making Clear Sky tilt her head in confusion.
“Honey, there’s nothing wrong with a girl using toys to make herself feel good.”
“She’s right, Wind,” Quibble Pants said, finally pulling himself off of the floor. “Especially at your age! This way you can take care of those urges without worrying about another pregnancy scare.”
As if her face couldn’t get any redder, the filly put her hooves over her eyes in embarrassment, groaning in frustration while Clear Sky tried figuring out what was supposed to be so awkward about this conversation. With an empathetic smile, however, she walked her way over to her daughter and wrapped her hoof around the foal’s shoulder, looking down at her with an expression filled with love.
“Sorry if we’re making things a little bit uncomfortable for you, honey. I guess what we’re really trying to say is… we love you.”
“I know! I know!” the filly groaned, darting her eyes away from her mother’s gaze. “You don’t have to tell me…”
“And I guess ever since we stopped having our family time together, I’ve been getting a little lonely. I know you’re allowed to have some time to yourself, but I miss you sooo much!” Clear Sky chuckled. “My body sure picked the worst time to be in heat, didn’t it?”
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Quibble Pants blinked rapidly, shaking his head wildly enough to make both girls look towards him with a concerned look. “Hang on a second!” the stallion exclaimed in disbelief. “You’ve been in heat this whole time?!”
“Oh, you have no idea!!! ”
Clear Sky’s sudden outburst made even herself flinch before recollecting herself and returning to the calm, collected personality that she had before. Wind Sprint, however, seemed more concerned than ever.
“You know, mom,” the filly began, “I can still do family time if it’s really that important to you.”
“Oh, honey, I could never ask you to do something like that for me!”
The filly put her hoof to her chin as she thought deeply, then after a few moments, her face lit up like a lightbulb went off above her head. “I’ve got it!”
Clear Sky blinked in curiosity. “Got what, dear?”
“You know how I usually do it with daddy while you sit back and watch?”
Now Clear Sky was the one blushing. “I join in sometimes too, you know…”
“Well…” The two adult ponies then watched as the filly made her way to the reading chair where the pink mare typically took care of herself and splayed herself out the same way her mom usually would. “What if I watched this time while you two had sex?”
Quibble’s face looked like he was giving it some serious thought, and with apparently no objections to the idea, he turned his attention towards his wife for her opinion. Clear Sky, though, was beaming. To her, this was like another dream come true, as if one of her fetishes had just been materialized for the first time. As much as she enjoyed being the one watching the others in their own eroticism, having her own daughter watch her in the throes of passion with her husband opened up an entirely new side of her that she didn’t even know she was repressing. Wind Sprint would finally know how good it felt between her legs the first time seeing her parents have sex, the same feeling that Clear Sky had when she first started exploring her own sexual promiscuity, and the wave of nostalgia itself was already making her insides drip.
Clear Sky quickly turned to her husband, asking for permission with her face, though he was probably interpreting it less as asking for permission and more of her telling him how fun this was going to be. In fact, she probably looked just like a little girl asking her parents to buy her that thing that she really, really wanted, and just like a father giving into his child’s wishes, Quibble Pants breathed out a defeated sigh.
“I guess it’s no different from what we normally do anyway.”
“Ohhh, thank you, dear!”
Then, giving her husband a quick peck on the lips, the mare scurried over to her closet, pulling out a wooden chest where she kept her sexual utensils and immediately flipped the lid over. Even though her face was absorbed in all the different toys she could use for the occasion, she could feel a pair of confused stares coming from behind her.
“Err… Sky?”
“Yes, Quibble?” She didn’t even bother looking over her shoulder, too enthralled by the limitless possibilities to pull herself out of her mental zone.
“What exactly did you have in mind for us to do tonight?”
Suddenly, the mare recognized the concern in her husband’s voice and turned around with a blush. “Oh! Sorry! I guess I got a little carried away. You wouldn’t mind if we used some toys today, did you? I’ve just been so horny lately that my hormones have kinda been building up.”
As the unicorn spoke, she held up some black rope with one hoof and a blindfold with the other, making the stallion lift an eyebrow uncomfortably. “...Uh-huhhh…?”
“Like I’d explode unless we got them all out tonight.”
“...Riiiiiight…?”
“Quibble, I want to try bondage.”
The brown earth pony nearly fainted, but ignoring his overreaction, Clear Sky managed to look past him to see her daughter with her head tilted to the side in confusion. “Are you alright, dear?”
“I’m fine, but MMFFF--”
Clear Sky put her hoof into her husband’s mouth just as soon as he started talking while focusing her attention on her child, just so everypony in the room knew whom she was speaking to. With a hesitant tone in her voice, however, the foal quietly muttered, “What’s ‘bondage’?”
Clear Sky opened her mouth to speak, but for some reason, nothing seemed to come out. The very concept of what Wind Sprint was asking was harder to explain than the idea itself. How would she explain to a filly why it felt good to give up control, to allow total submission to her partner in a way that somepony her age would understand?
“Well...” Clear Sky began before she even knew what to say. “Bondage is… a fun way to get creative!” Wind Sprint again tilted her head in confusion, and in all honesty, her mom couldn’t blame her after a lackluster explanation like that. “Actually, sweetie, why don’t I just show you?”
The unicorn then walked over to her husband, carrying the two items she had pulled out and handed them over to her husband, who seemed to be just as confused as Wind Sprint was. Even though this was one of her biggest fetishes, something that she had been dreaming of doing with Quibble since they’d gotten married, she had never actually suggested it just out of concern that he might get a little too freaked out. She had done it with her previous husband plenty of times, but Quibble was a little less adventurous. He was a little more sensitive.
As Quibble looked down at the items once more, trying to figure out how they were supposed to work, Clear Sky turned around, holding her hooves behind her back while nodding at her partner. As she faced forward, ready for the next part, she felt his hooves gently wrapping the rope around her own, making her spine tingle in anticipation already. She wished that he would tie her up tighter, really binding her down, putting her under his total control, but she could ease him into the rougher stuff in due time. Besides, she couldn’t be anything less than grateful once she felt him slide the black blindfold over her eyes, making her actually giggle as excitement filled her heart once more.
“Am I doing it right?” the stallion asked.
“You’re doing great, Quibble! Now bend me over and go grab whatever you’d like out of the toy chest!” The next thing she felt was her chest being gently placed onto her sheets, causing her tail to swish excitedly as she heard him quietly make his way over to the closet.
“Mom?”
“Hmm? Yes, honey?” Clear Sky reflexively turned her head towards her daughter, completely forgetting that she couldn’t see her through the blindfold and couldn’t even lift it if she wanted to.
“Why is daddy picking out your toy for you? He’s not exactly the best at figuring out which ones we like.”
Because that was the point of BDSM!
It was so odd for Clear Sky to even hear such a question when the arousal aspect was so obvious to her, but for somepony like Wind Sprint, the idea of having somepony else inflicting their will onto her was probably a completely foreign concept.
“Well, sometimes it’s just fun to see what he comes up with!” she replied jubilantly. “Plus, with the blindfold, it makes the whole experience even more exciting! It’s kinda like having a present right in front of you just before you open it up and see what’s inside.”
The foal giggled. “Then you’re gonna be really surprised when you find out what he chose for you.”
Clear Sky couldn’t wait. Without wasting a second, she lifted up her tail and spread her hind legs, spreading out her lower lips as much as she could, both to give him the best view possible as well as to give him easy access to her insides if he chose to do so. What happened next, however, caught her more off guard than she initially anticipated.
Just as she was expecting something to penetrate her vagina, she felt a round object being pushed into her anus, followed by a chain of other beads that gradually made their way deeper into her rectum. The experience was enthralling for sure, but she found herself gritting her teeth from how unexpected it was, leaving her with a small amount of pain.
“Mmf! Honey, go grab me a gag.”
“Oh! Am I hurting you, dear?”
“It’s fine. Just go grab me a gag before you go any deeper.”
She then heard Quibble walking away, using this time to bite down onto her lip, trying to enjoy the sensation while ignoring the initial ache in her anal cavity. In a matter of moments, however, she was being lifted up just high enough for him to easily reach around her, placing a ball gag into her mouth and wrapping it tightly. Her fantasy was now complete, and with a nod of her head, she gave her husband the permission he needed to keep going.
Suddenly, she felt the beads once again being pushed into her backdoor, making her back arch reflexively. She immediately bit down onto the ball in her mouth to relieve some of the pain she was experiencing and let the pure bliss of the feeling in her most delicate area surge throughout her body. He was obviously timid about using the beads to their full potential, but it was almost intoxicating how gently he pushed them in and out, massaging her inner walls while her body twitched in arousal.
Then, once he felt confident enough to push as much of the beads into her ass as he could, going all the way until the rubber stop hit her anus, he placed his hoof onto the mare’s waist, making her shudder in anticipation. Finally, with the initial foreplay out of the way, he brought his shaft up to her lower folds, teasing her marehood as he ran circles around her labia with the head of his penis. She was now biting harder onto her ball gag to handle her excitement, and with the feeling of his dick moving closer and closer to the center of her vulva, the harder it was to keep herself still.
“Mmmmmm!”
Again, she was caught off guard by how much of him went inside her. She never realized how much seeing something prepared her for the feeling of it actually happening, and with the blindfold over her eyes, every inch intensified the sensation she felt.
“Is that too rough?”
‘I can’t talk, you doofus!’ she wanted to say, but instead, she pushed her hips harder against Quibble’s pelvis, gasping at just how much more length that he still had to put inside her.
Her entire body rolled up and down uncontrollably, which heightened the intense pleasure she was feeling from both of her lower holes. Just when she thought that the feeling couldn’t get any better, though, she felt his member begin to leisurely make its way out of her pussy, causing her to let out a soft moan from her gagged mouth. Again, he slid his penis back inside of her, and as soon as he had a gentle rhythm moving between her legs, she began to feel him grabbing onto the object in her backdoor, allowing the edges of the beads to tenderly slid out of her butthole as his dick slid deeper into her other orifice. She didn’t think that he would catch on this quick, but maybe just a little bit of her perverted creativity had rubbed off on him since they’d been married, which only made her wetter between her legs.
“Ahh…”
Clear Sky’s ears perked up. Beyond the sound of hips colliding and the hushed sounds of splashing going on inside her pussy, she heard her daughter’s voice as she quietly released a sigh of pleasure. In all of the years that Clear Sky had seen her daughter getting penetrated, whether by her husband’s dick or by one of her toys, she had never actually seen her pleasure herself before. She wanted to rip her blindfold off and see the look on Wind Sprint’s face, but just as soon as she instinctively turned her head back to look, her face was being forcefully pushed back down into her sheets, sending an immediate adrenaline rush surging to her marehood.
“Oops! Sorry, Sky. Just let me know if I’m being too aggressive. Actually, maybe we could come up with a safe word or…” The pink mare turned her head towards her husband as best as she could in the position she was in, and she could only hope that he could see her rolling her eyes behind her blindfold. “Oh, right. I guess that would be kinda silly, wouldn’t it?”
“Daddyyyyy?” Clear Sky’s insides twitched again at the sound of her child moaning her father’s name.
“Yes, honey?”
“Mmmm. Fuck mommy harder.”
How did she ever end up with such a perfect daughter?
In the next moment, he was pounding her with all of his might, making her once again bite down onto her ball gag. The combined effect of the beads and his cock hitting all of her pleasure points at once made her insides squeeze tighter as her hooves gripped harder onto the rope around her hooves. Even though she couldn’t see his face, she could feel how much pleasure he was getting from this new adventure. Sure, she had felt him slide the entirety of his shaft inside her on plenty of occasions, but she had never felt this kind of vigor from him before. Maybe it was just the added sensation of being blindfolded, but either way, she felt the fastest orgasm of her life coming up any second now.
Quickly, Clear Sky’s breathing began to pick up to an insatiable degree, letting out high-pitched coos that started increasing in volume, hushed only by the gag in her mouth. The louder she got, though, the rougher Quibble Pants slid through her, to the point where she could legitimately feel his length continuing to grow within her inner walls. She was flooding ecstasy between her legs, squeezing onto his cock as if her life depended on it, her pussy throbbing against him to the pulse of her heartbeat.
Finally, her whole back arched with a long, high-pitched scream projecting from behind her ball gag. She wanted to grip onto something so that she could focus some of the pressure between her legs onto something else, but with her hooves tied up behind her back, all she could do was convulse in pure bliss while her pussy took the full force of her unbearably strong orgasm. She had never cum so fast in her life, and even despite how quickly she reached her climax, her insides were sending just as many shockwaves through her nervous system as ever. Without realizing what she was doing, she pulled her vagina off of Quibble’s manhood and let her body twitch wildly until her orgasm came to a close, which lasted even longer than normal with the added anal stimulation still penetrating her. The whole time she involuntarily bucked, a new flash of estrogen sent heavenly shocks to all of her vitals, rivalling even some of her greatest orgasms.
Then, once her body stopped convulsing and she had a few seconds to catch her breath, Quibble Pants picked her up and gently began to unbind her hooves, which she used to weakly pull the gag out of her mouth and lift up her blindfold. As she slowly pulled the anal beads out of her ass, a final shockwave from her latest orgasm surged through her veins, making her body flinch as she giggled from the flash of pleasure, and upon seeing her husband’s erection still at full mass, her smile just grew wider. She could help finish him off in a second, but first she had another pony to check up on.
“How did you like that, sweetie?” the mare asked. “Did you cum?”
“Are you kidding?!” the filly said with unexpected disappointment. “You only lasted like 5 minutes! Even dad finished before you did, and we all know how quick he normally is.”
“H-hey! I usually last longer than that!”
The mare ignored her husband’s rebuttal and half-frowned at her daughter, not because she was wrong, but because she was secretly hoping that Wind Sprint would get just as much enjoyment out of it as she had. If Wind Sprint had really gone that whole time without cumming, Clear Sky would just have to keep going until she finished, not that Sky was particularly objecting to the idea of more bondage anyway.
“Don’t worry, dear. We can keep going!”
Quibble turned to his wife to make sure that was OK, but he knew that he wasn’t about to turn down an offer for more sex, leaving Clear Sky with a devious smirk. Even though he would never admit it, she knew that he was already starting to enjoy his new fetish, which just meant plenty more nights of kinky fun that she had been waiting her whole life for. Now that she had him under her control again, though, that just left the question of what they would do next. She’d already been tied up, blindfolded, gagged, and even had beads pushed into her butt! What else did she have that they could use?
With her mind now in creativity mode, she hopped off of her bed and trotted her way over to her toy box, looking through its contents to see if there was anything that particularly stood out to her. Leashes? No. She’d save that one for Saturday. Paddles? No, she didn’t want Wind Sprint to learn how exciting it was to get spanked… yet.
Then she found something that stood out. She’d used it more times than she could count, both with Quibble and on her own, but she’d never thought about using it for something like this before. She quickly looked back at her husband, and as expected, his erection was still plenty long. This would take some creativity for sure, but if she were able to turn this into a game, she’d be able to satisfy both of their cravings at once.
“Honey,” the unicorn began, “you know how you’re always saying that I need to learn more about the lore of Ogres and Oubliettes?”
The earth pony scoffed. “Yes! I keep telling you that in order to have fun playing the game, you need to know the intricate details of why the game works the way it does. I mean, how can you expect to beat an orc with a half-elf when you don’t even have the divine bow of Rah?”
“You see, I was just thinking that same thing.” Suddenly, Quibble’s eyebrow rose as the mare turned around, showing him what she had pulled out. In her hooves were a regular vibrator with four speed settings and three more black ropes, which probably didn’t make any sense in the context of what she was saying. “Maybe you could quiz me on some of the things I should know about the game!”
“Sure,” he responded, running his hoof through his mane, rubbing his head as the mare approached him and set the items onto their bed. “Do we really need all that, though?”
“Of course! Neither of us are gonna cum from board games alone!”
“Are you sure about that?” Wind Sprint teased from the background. “He gets into it so much that sometimes I’m worried he’ll explode under the table!”
“H-hey!”
“Awww!” Clear Sky joined in with a giggle of her own. “Are you hiding semis when we play board games together?”
“Remember, mom! They’re not board games. They’re tabletop games.”
“Heheh I can see why!”
Quibble Pants groaned, slapping his hoof onto his face as the two girls laughed harder than ever. “Are you two done tormenting me yet? I feel like I should just go to bed.”
“I’m sorry, dear,” the unicorn replied, kissing her husband on the lips. “What I’m saying is that we should turn this quiz into a game. A dirty game!”
“I’m all for that, but… how exactly do you plan on doing that with rope and a vibrator?”
The stallion motioned towards the objects on their bed, which only made Clear Sky smile brighter. “I’m glad you asked! You’re gonna tie me up to the bed, and for every question I get right, you switch the vibrator to the next setting!”
“OK? And what happens if you get a question wrong?”
“You deepthroat me!”
Quibble Pants immediately started choking on his own spit, turning his face away to hide his embarrassment, but based on the way his penis twitched when she brought it up, she could tell that he secretly wanted to do this just as much as she did. Without wasting any time, Clear Sky hopped onto the sheets, angling her vibrator against her clitoris and spreading her limbs out like a starfish with a huge grin on her face.
“OK, Quibble! I’m ready whenever you are!”
She had to wait until he had coughed out whatever saliva was still stuck in his windpipe, but once he apparently had it under control, he grabbed the ropes and started tying her to every corner of the bed. She could barely contain her excitement while she waited for Quibble to finish wrapping up her hooves.
“Oh! And could you blindfold me too? I’d do it myself, buuuuuut…”
Clear Sky moved her hooves as best she could, but now that they were completely restrained, Quibble had to do it for her. She planned that. Quibble let out a groan in protest, but listened to her instruction nonetheless. She planned that too. Then, once the ropes were completely fastened around her limbs and the blindfold was back on her face, the game could really begin.
“Ready?” the stallion asked, to which his wife responded to with a huge smile.
“Ready!”
“Alright. Question number one: How many classes are there in Ogres and Oubliettes?”
Clear Sky immediately faded as she suddenly groaned in annoyance. “Seriously? Twelve! Come on, Quibble! That was an easy--nngggg!!”
Before she could even finish her sentence, however, Quibble Pants turned on the first setting of the vibrator, immediately reviving a familiar wave of pleasure between her legs. She was tempted to answer incorrectly on the next question, even if she knew what the answer was, but now that she knew how good it felt to get a question right, she suddenly wanted to play this game for real again.
“Mmmm, keep going, baby.”
“Alright. Question two: How many intelligence points do you need to perform a ‘transform into root vegetables’ spell?”
Shoot! He chose now to give her a hard one?
“Umm… Seventeen?”
Clear Sky waited for him to give her a verbal answer, but with her blindfold obscuring her vision, she was immediately caught off guard by a surprise phallus in her mouth, navigating its way deeper than she had initially anticipated. She had felt how long Quibble’s dick was on plenty of occasions, but now that it was in her mouth, pushing past their normal safe zone, she had to do all she could to prevent herself from gagging. It came so suddenly, so deep... and it was the most intoxicating feeling ever.
Even though a stray tear was starting to drip from her eye, now that she was actually taking Quibble’s full manhood in her mouth, she felt this immediate wave of accomplishment that she’d never experienced before. Even though most mares might not believe her, Quibble Pants was actually bigger than the average stallion, and she was able to take in every inch of his member like it was nothing. Clear Sky then pushed her face forward to slide even more of his length into her mouth, but instead was met with her muzzle bumping into her husband’s pelvis. She was actually doing it! She was actually deepthroating a stallion for the first time!
As soon as that feeling of bliss started to replace the feeling of discomfort, however, Quibble Pants pulled himself out of her mouth, giving her plenty of air despite how much she wished she could have his dick in her mouth again. Clear Sky tried opening her jaw again in protest, pulling her lips closer to where her husband slid out, but suddenly, she was reminded once again of how good the low buzz massaging at her marehood felt. As much as she wanted to go back to deepthroating, maybe she could try getting at least one more question right before putting his cock in her mouth again.
“Question number three: Can you use the ‘help’ command to give yourself an advantage on your next turn?”
Wait! She knew this one!
“No! You can only use it to help someone else on their next turn!”
Clear Sky flinched just in case she was overlooking something and was really about to take a mouthful of dick again, but thankfully, she was awarded by the sound of her vibrator buzzing even louder, causing her entire pelvis to shake in response. She wanted to grip her headboard, cover her mouth, run her hoof through her mane, anything that would help her channel some of that stimulation away just so that her pussy wouldn’t have to deal with its full fury. With her hooves tied up, however, there was nothing she could do but toss and turn on her bedsheets, allowing the vibrator to completely take over her senses.
At this point, she was almost scared of getting the next question right. The tender feeling between her legs was so excessive that she felt like if she were stimulated any more, her pussy would burn out like a broken motor. It wasn’t that she didn’t absolutely adore the vibrations pressing up and down her vulva as her hips flexed up and down; she just needed to take some time for her body to adjust before she ended up breaking prior to reaching her climax.
“Question four,” Quibble began again, making the mare bite down onto her lip anxiously. “Can you knock out a monster with a melee spell attack?”
He was just being obvious with this one. Normally, she wouldn’t know the answer to something this specific, but seeing as how it was a major arguing point the last time the two of them played together, he knew that she would be able to get this one right. Clear Sky thought that since it was magic, it shouldn’t count, and Wind Sprint had to look up the rules herself before she finally eventually caved in. Still, though, she couldn’t just let him spoon feed her questions that he knew she knew the answer to.
“Nope!” the mare said with an obviously sarcastic tone. “It’s not a melee attack unless you use a weapon!”
“Honey, we’ve been over th--”
“What are you gonna do about it, Quibble? Are you finally going to admit that I’m right?”
She couldn’t help but smile at how easily she had walked him into a win-win situation for herself. He could easily change the rules to make it to where she was right, which was still a possibility seeing as how much she wanted that rule changed, but the one thing she wanted even more than that was to taste his dick one more time. Then, in the next moment, she got her answer, feeling his shaft surprising her once again by how startlingly deep he managed to thrust himself in.
Again, she almost gagged, her eyes watering as she kept herself from accidentally choking on his member, but closing her eyes and grabbing tightly onto the ropes around her hooves, the feeling of discomfort was immediately replaced by a rush of endorphins. She felt so empowered, like she was totally dominating his entire mental state through her mouth and throat, and now she was the one with total control over him. Even the buzzing against her marehood wasn’t filling her with as much hormonal pleasure as she got from devouring his penis. She was honestly getting off just by sucking her husband dry, feeling how desperately he needed her, hearing his breaths gradually transition into urgent moans, begging her to give him more.
While her mouth grew accustomed to the phallus in her throat, however, her pelvis began to acclimate to the vibrator reverberating against her folds. The two forces working against her mouth and pussy were now beginning to balance each other out, giving her the blood flow she needed to bring herself one step closer to orgasm. As much as there was nothing more that she’d love than to make her husband cum down her tongue right then and there, she didn’t exactly want to ruin the fun before she got her own turn. She felt a little greedy for being the only one in the room who would be getting two orgasms tonight, but she’d be sure to more than make up for it with the climax she’d give Quibble Pants.
Then, just as she was finding a perfect blissful balance between the feelings in her mouth and vulva, her airway suddenly opened up, leading her to unconsciously gasp a deep breath of air. She coughed once just as a late response to the feeling in her windpipe, but she was still missing the manhood in her throat. She quickly licked her lips as soon as she realized that there was a strand of saliva still connecting her mouth to his member, then took another deep breath as soon as she swallowed, patiently awaiting for her husband to continue with their game.
“Question five!” Clear Sky giggled at how weak his voice had become. She had done such a number on him that his tone had dropped an entire octave and had only half the energy it carried before. “Can a wizard be invisible while casting a fireball spell?”
Crap. Why did she have to marry a nerd? She really didn’t know the answer to the question, but at the same time, she really wanted to get it right so she could move onto the next vibration setting. At this point, the buzz was more like a tickle, teasing at her just enough to stimulate her, but no longer enough to give her that overwhelming satisfaction to bring her closer to the edge of her libido.
Luckily for her, though, she had a 50/50 shot. She just had to answer yes or no, and if she was right, she’d be one step closer to cumming. If she got it wrong, though, she would once again have Quibble’s dick forcing its way down her neck. Either way gave her something she wanted, but she was so close to another blood rush that she was actually starting to worry about getting this one wrong.
“Uhh… No?”
She quickly flinched after giving her answer, practically expecting a cock to take advantage of her mouth at any minute, but to her genuine surprise, she was suddenly gasping in desperation. The low buzz from earlier was now loud enough to cover up her quiet pants, although that would quickly change the moment the mare knocked her head back, moaning in agonizing joy once more. The louder she moaned, though, the more she began to pick up on a hushed, high-pitched sound traveling from the other side of the room. Clear Sky was now doing her best to bite down on her lip so that she could hear the sounds of her daughter beginning to cry out in arousal, but her voice was so erotic that she just shrieked louder out of reflex alone, which in turn made Wind Sprint’s volume mirror hers.
She could tell that Quibble probably wanted to continue with his own fun by getting his dick sucked once again, which she really did want to help him with, but Clear Sky needed just a little bit more time to fully take in the pleasurable vibrations massaging her marehood, hitting her nub and slipping between her labia as her hips rose in reflex. Her moans continued growing louder and louder, communicating her lust as adequately as she could so that her husband and daughter could hopefully feel just as horny as she was. Wet didn’t even fully describe how soaked she was below. She was literally dripping, enjoying the feeling of lubricant droplets drizzling down to her butthole as even more flowed through her insides.
“Ohhh, Wind, baby? You like hearing momma’s voice?”
Clear Sky had to wait for Wind Sprint to finish her own sultry moan before she finally replied in an exhausted voice, “Louder, mom! You’re gonna make me squirt!”
Immediately, Clear Sky felt her insides tighten, and out of sheer libido more so than her daughter’s request, she let out a moan so loud that she felt her vocal cords grip almost as tense as her vagina. If things kept up the way they were headed, she would finish before she even got to the final setting of her vibrator. As much as she wanted to enjoy herself for a little bit longer, though, she needed to speed things along before she had a premature orgasm and left Quibble alone as the only one not to climax.
“Give me the--Mmmm!--next question, honey!”
She tried to keep her breathing quiet so that she could hear Quibble say what the next question was, but at the same time, if she didn’t pull in as much air as she could, her heart was bound to stop at any second.
“The next--Oh! Right! Hang on. Let me think of someth--”
She didn’t have time for this! If he didn’t speed things up, she was going to pop under the pressure between her thighs. “Hurryyy!!!”
“OK! Uhh… How many bonus actions can a player take in one round?”
“I don’t know! Two?”
“Incorrect. A player can only take one--”
“QUIBBLE, PUT YOUR COCK IN MY MOUTH!”
She hated being so harsh with the love of her life, but she was fighting against the clock at this point! Clear Sky urgently opened up her mouth, bracing herself for the feeling of her throat once again taking in the entire girth of her husband’s shaft. He was a little more clumsy getting it back in this time--probably thanks to the added pressure--but once he found the angle to slide himself in, Clear Sky once again allowed his entire manhood to return into her mouth.
By this point, she was completely used to any of the discomfort she felt before, and now she felt an almost inexplicable thrill from being able to take the entire length of his dick without gagging. Now that she was so close to cumming herself, though, it meant that she had to do her part to push Quibble over the edge as well. Then, just as he pumped his hips down to where her lips touched his pelvis, Clear Sky sent a long lick across the entire underside of his shaft, surprising him so badly that he inadvertently grabbed onto Clear Sky’s shoulders, gasping in lust. This just made her suck harder, which made Quibble’s breathing pick up, which made Wind Sprint’s voice increase in pitch, circling back to Clear Sky whose insides and lips continued to grip tighter. It was like a dirty cycle continuing to build in intensity, and the only question now was who would break first.
Clear Sky had lost herself completely in the process, forgetting all about the quiz game they were playing as she sucked off her husband, bringing him closer to the precipice of orgasm while she fought back her own urge to cum all over her blankets. At times she could feel him trying to pull out so that he could continue with the next question, but she immediately pulled him back by wrapping her lips tighter against his skin and forcefully invited him back into her throat.
“Sky,” Quibble whispered, groaning in arousal as she attacked him right in his weak spot. “If I don’t ask you another question, I don’t know if I’ll be able last long enough to finish the game.”
That was the point! This whole time what she really wanted was to make him hurry up and climax so that she could cum herself until she passed out!
Just as soon as she was about to suck her husband dry, however, she remembered that she still had one more setting left on the vibrator. She felt kind of selfish knowing that she was going to be delaying Quibble’s pleasure so that she could enjoy herself without him, but she would return the favor in kind once she finished. If she got the next question wrong, though, she would basically go back to what she was doing already, and even then, it wasn’t like she wouldn’t cum the second she felt Quibble’s seed ejaculating into her mouth. If she was this, close, though, there was still one thing she needed before she could let herself finish.
Finally, once Quibble’s penis was out of her mouth, she gasped for air and quickly muttered, “Honey, can you take off my blindfold really quick?”
She waited for a response for a few moments before the darkness suddenly disappeared, making her squint from the sudden brightness of the room around her. Then, without wasting a second, she looked over Quibble’s shoulder to see the look on Wind Sprint’s face, and what she found was even better than she expected.
Wind Sprint’s eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth agape as she violently exhaled horny breaths, squeezing her hind legs together as the toy between them buzzed at her nerve endings. The filly almost couldn’t decide between sliding the object in and out of her pussy as fast as she could or keeping it pressed against her cervix, allowing it to massage the entirety of her insides while pressing firmly against her clitoris. Then, once the foal made eye contact with her mom, both of them smiled briefly before screaming out in unison from the bliss within their pussies.
“How close are you, sweetie?” Clear Sky asked, panting desperately to keep herself alive. “Think you can finish with momma?”
“Hurryyy!” the filly shouted, knocking her head back and moaning again. “I’m almost about to cummmm!”
With desperation now in her eyes, Clear Sky quickly turned towards her husband and said, “You wanna cum too, Quibble?” The brown stallion blushed, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, but she didn’t have time to deal with his insecurities right now. “Turn the vibrator up one more speed and deepthroat me again. Don’t worry about anything else. Just cum in my mouth.”
Quibble paused for a moment to take everything in, and with a quick nod, Clear Sky watched his hoof travel down to the vibrator once more, flicking the switch up to its top speed, making her vision go black once again. Now the only thing she could see was the back of her eye sockets, completely unable to function in any capacity other than heaving in as many deep breaths as she could, but even that wouldn’t last long. In the same moment the vibrator silenced any thoughts Clear Sky might have had, she was immediately brought back to reality as Quibble slipped himself back into the warmth between her lips. Even though she was no longer trying to hold back her looming orgasm, it would still be hard for her to know when it came, just because the feeling of being fucked in two different holes at once was much better than any climax she’d ever felt.
Literally all of her senses were completely overpowered by the sexual energy in the room, continually building on her hastening heartbeat and rush of estrogen. Whether it was the sound of Wind Sprint’s horny screams, the smell of two girls’ lust wafting into the steamy air, the taste of Quibble’s cock just moments before his approaching ejaculation, or the feeling of the vibrations rubbing on her crotch, everything was working together so well that she felt like her ovaries would burst at any minute. The only thing saving her from having a lascivious heart attack was the fact that she couldn’t even open her eyes, because if she saw past Quibble’s body enough to notice the feminine fluids drizzling down Wind Sprint’s pelvis, she would probably cum so hard that she’d lose consciousness.
Just before that could happen, though, just as her thoughts began to turn as black as her vision in the heat of her libido, she felt a sudden pulse in a place she didn’t expect. Immediately, the mare’s eyes went wide, looking up at her husband who was now grabbing onto her shoulders, his own eyes squeezed shut as he bit down onto his lower lip. Right when she realized what was going on, she quickly held back her gag reflexes as semen shot into her throat, making her eyes water from how powerfully the liquid propelled through her mouth. The shock only lasted a moment, though, and once that initial burst had made its way down her tongue, she instantly allowed herself to enjoy the taste of his seed against her tastebuds before it travelled down to her stomach. In all the times that Clear Sky had performed oral sex, never once had she felt as close, as intimate as she did with the entirety of his phallus in her mouth, allowing her to swallow all of his pent up lust that he had been saving just for her.
She couldn’t take it any longer. Before he had even finished cumming, she felt herself throbbing from her pelvis all the way up her spine, making her whole body flail uncontrollably as her bottom two holes contracted furiously. If it weren’t for the ropes tying her down, she would probably be on the floor, just due to how much her legs thrashed unconsciously, but the feeling of being held down just made her hormones skyrocket even further, leading to more of her feminine lubricant to cascade down her marehood. She thought that Quibble Pants was finished ejaculating at this point, but thanks to the probably excessive display of her body writhing on her bedsheets, she felt one more large shot of semen exploding into her mouth, which she lapped up happily with a pleasurable moan. Normally her climax would have to come to an end by then, but just as she was finishing up, she heard one final scream coming from the other end of the room, crying out so powerfully that Sky could hear her daughter’s vocal cords trying their best not to break. Suddenly, her orgasm was once again invigorated, giving her a second wave of pleasure before the first had even settled. By this point, she was the only one cumming, but before she joined her family in their refractory period, she savored every last moment she could, feeling her pussy throb as her mouth gradually slipped off of Quibble’s penis, showing off the cum in her mouth before she knocked her head back and drank every last drop.
And suddenly, there was silence. The volume of the room was still filled with audible pants from three very exhausted ponies, but it seemed that breathing itself was taking up all the energy they had left. The air around them was humid, making it difficult to inhale the oxygen into their lungs needed before they passed out, and it didn’t help that steam was still emanating off of their bodies. Finally, though, Clear Sky broke the silence, giggling quietly before erupting into abdomen-aching laughter. The other ponies quickly joined in, and like just a few moments before where everypony was screaming in pleasure, they were now all bellowing in unprompted hilarity.
“Wind?” Clear Sky said weakly, turning her head towards her daughter. “Was that good, honey?”
Quibble Pants immediately moved out of the way, revealing a wet stain that appeared to have travelled from her crotch to halfway across the room. Sitting in a puddle of her own ejaculant was Wind Sprint, her legs still spread out to display her worn out labia as she sat back and leaned her head over the back of her chair, vibrator still in hoof.
“Can we do that again?” the filly asked, making Clear Sky giggle.
“I don’t know. What do you think, Quibble?”
The brown stallion shrunk in fear as the two girls gave him the most provocative faces they could. “Y-you mean right now?” he asked with a gulp, causing the other ponies to laugh wildly again.
“Don’t worry, dear. We’re not that mean.”
“Mom?”
The two adult ponies quickly looked back at Wind Sprint with their eyebrows raised. “Yes, sweetie?”
Wind Sprint was now looking at the ground, her cheeks blushing red as she fidgeted in her seat. “Do you think…” she began hesitantly. “...Do you think I could try bondage next?”
Clear Sky’s mouth opened slightly in surprise. Out of everything that happened that evening, the one thing she hadn’t expected was the idea that it could get even better. Suddenly, she felt her insides tighten up once again, and just as soon as she thought night had come to an end, an entirely new world of possibilities had immediately opened up.
“Uhhh, Honey?”
“Yes, dear?”
“You know how we had that talk earlier about how surprises are bad for my heart?”
The unicorn rolled her eyes. “Can you really call it a surprise?”
“It is when Wind Sprint is involved!”
“Heeeeyyyy! How come I can’t be part of the surprise?”
“They’re bad for your father’s heart, dear.”
“That’s not what I mean!”
As the three ponies squabbled outside, a soft giggle came from behind them, although Quibble didn’t dare look to see who it was coming from. The situation wasn’t all that crazy considering all the other shocks he had experienced in his life, but standing in front of the most romantic restaurant in Equestria with both his wife and daughter might still end up turning a few heads from the ponies inside. Even though it wasn’t necessarily crazy to imagine bringing a foal to dinner at Café du Pain, the last thing Quibble Pants wanted was to trigger any unwanted questions about what their relationship was like.
“Mom, why was that mare laughing at us just now?”
“Oh, they weren’t laughing at all of us, sweetie. Just Quibble.”
“H-hey!!” Again, Quibble found himself the target of laughter as the two closest females in his life giggled at his expense. Then, with a long sigh, he turned his attention back to his wife and asked, “So how exactly did you manage to get a reservation here, again? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled you were able to pull this off! It’s just, the last time I got us a place here, it took three months-worth of rent and a crowbar to get us a table!”
“...Why did you need a--”
“Pinkie Pie got the reservation for us.”
“Ohhhhh. Right. I learned to stop asking questions when Pinkie Pie is involved.”
While the two adults talked above her, however, Wind Sprint switched confused glances between the both of them, tilting her eyebrow as she attempted to follow the conversation. “Is this place really that big a deal? It looks like a regular snooty Prench place to me.”
Suddenly, the three of them turned to see a stallion with a red beret and twirly mustache gasp dramatically before fainting onto a plush sofa, further affirming the filly’s remark. Then, turning her attention back towards her parents, Quibble Pants chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head with his eyes turning to the corner of her face. “Well, that’s kind of the point when you think about it...”
“What I think your father is trying to say,” her mother began, leaning her face down to Wind Sprint’s eye level, “is that this place is special to us. It was actually one year ago today at this very restaurant that Quibble and I talked for the first time about how we could bond closer together as a family. I’ve actually had this reservation for the past three months, just because that night meant so much to me.”
A moment passed for the message to sink in, but a few seconds later, the filly’s eyes beamed with a huge smile on her face. “Oh! I get it! That was the first time Quibble and I had se--”
Before Wind Sprint could finish her sentence, Quibble and Clear Sky both moved at jet speeds to cover Wind Sprint’s mouth with their hooves. Then, looking around to see if anypony might have heard, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. The only pony that was even in close proximity was the stallion from earlier, but he had experienced such a shock from Wind Sprint’s previous comment that he would probably be unconscious for at least a few more minutes.
“Anyway,” Clear Sky said, removing her hooves while the filly gave her an agitated stare. “We should probably go see if our table is ready. Oooooo this is so exciting!!”
As the unicorn pranced her way inside, Wind Sprint shot her step-father an unenthusiastic eyebrow, which he only semi-ignored. “Come on, Wind,” he said. “I think you’re actually gonna like this place.”
With both adults now making their way inside, the pegasus filly rolled her eyes and slowly trudged along behind them, her head hanging low in annoyance. “Sure. This place looks sooooo fun.”
The entire time from the moment they entered inside all the way to being shown their seats, Clear Sky had a massive smile on her face. Not even Wind Sprint’s powerful indifference could manage to keep the mare from nearly bouncing in her chair. Quibble, however, now found himself in the awkward position of trying to find ways to get Wind Sprint excited before she ended up spoiling the fun for everypony.
“You know,” the stallion began hesitantly, rubbing the back of his head, “they probably have crayons here if you wanted to color or--”
“Color?! ” the filly shot back. “I’m not a little kid anymore!”
Just as the words seethed out of her mouth, however, a unicorn in a tuxedo arrived behind her, carrying three items in his hoof. “Your menus,” he said in a heavy Prench accent, placing them down onto the table in front of each of the three ponies. While Clear Sky and Quibble Pants received single-page menus in a fancy foreign language, however, Wind Sprint received a smaller, folded up page stuffed with three different colored crayons. The filly then looked up from her paper to give her step-father a hardened stare, but he just replied with an awkward chuckle as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Thank you, monsieur!” Clear Sky replied, ignoring the ponies around her. “Oh, do you happen to have red wine? We’re actually here to celebrate.”
“But of course! And what would be ze occasion?”
“Birthday!” “Anniversary!”
Quibble and Wind Sprint then turned towards each other with nervous expressions after speaking in unison with two different answers.
“Anniversary!” “Birthday!”
Clear Sky slapped a hoof to her face before turning back to the waiter with a much more composed expression. “The three of us are actually here to celebrate one year together as an official family. Isn’t that right, you two?” The unicorn then shot the other two ponies a subtle glare, to which they both nodded their heads anxiously.
Before the waiter noticed anything suspicious, however, he nodded his head with a low bow, presenting nothing short of refined elegance. “Absolutely. We will make sure zat ze three of you are tended to with ze utmost care.”
“Thank you so much! Take your time!”
With another nod, the stallion departed, leaving the three ponies each with different expressions. While Quibble Pants looked away awkwardly and Wind Sprint annoyedly pulled out one of her crayons, Clear Sky sighed with a hoof running down her face.
“Why don’t you two just leave the talking to me tonight?”
“Hey, at least we didn’t blow our cover! Mission accomplished, am I right? Heh heh.”
Clear Sky gave her husband a dull stare before turning her attention towards her equally as unenthused daughter. “So! Have you found anything you’d like on the menu, Wind?”
“Not really,” she replied, lazily coloring the sky on her menu with a green crayon. “I guess just chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs, since they apparently don’t think I’m grown up enough for anything else.”
The pink mare sighed, watching the filly in silence as the younger pony switched crayons and started coloring the grass blue. “Honey, we wouldn’t have brought you here if we didn’t think you were grown up. Look around. You’re the only girl your age who’s even here right now.”
Wind Sprint scoffed. “My friend Ginger Snap was here last year, and she’s the same age as me. She even saved some doofus from choking to death! Seriously, who tries to eat a whole breadstick without chewing?” While Wind Sprint’s gaze was focused adamantly on her mother, however, Quibble Pants quickly wiped a bead of sweat from his eyebrow before anypony else could notice. “Besides, it’s not like I can tell anypony about the grownup stuff I do at home anyway…”
The two adults at the table immediately raised their heads and looked in opposite directions, scouting the area to make sure nopony was eavesdropping on them before breathing deep in relief. “Wind Sprint,” her father said sternly, “you know you can’t talk about that sort of thing in public.”
“Well, why not?! If it’s really supposed to make our family stronger, then how come I can’t even tell my friends about it? That is what we’re supposed to be celebrating right now, isn’t it?”
Again, Quibble looked around the entire restaurant, searching for anypony whose head might have turned while Clear Sky carefully leaned in with a soft voice. “Honey, it’s not that we don’t want you to talk about it. It’s just that… other ponies wouldn’t understand.”
“They’d understand if we just told them!”
This time, both parents’ faces softened. “Oh, sweetie, I wish that were the case. You see, other ponies that aren’t part of our family don’t see things that we can see. They might think we’re trying to hurt you.”
“But you’re not!!”
“I know, but part of being an adult means that you have to be strong. I wish I could tell everypony I knew how happy I am that I get to spend every night with you and Quibble, but if anypony ever got the wrong idea… we’d lose you forever.”
Once the message finally began to sink in, Wind Sprint held onto her crayon so tightly that it nearly snapped in her hoof. “That isn’t fair, though…”
Just before the heated mood could dampen their night further, however, the waiter once again returned hovering three glasses of water along with a bottle of wine in his magic aura. “I do hope zat ze three of you are enjoying your time here so far.”
“We are,” replied Clear Sky before he could see Wind Sprint’s unenthusiastic gaze. “In fact, I think we’re ready to order. What do you think, Quibble?”
“Already? I dunno. I haven’t really looked at the--” Before Quibble could disagree, however, he was cut off by his wife’s stern glare as well as a blue light emanating from her horn. “Actually, I was just thinking that now would be the perfect time to order! I’ll take the breadsticks.”
The waiter then pulled out a notepad and began jotting down notes with a smile. “A crowd favorite! And for you, mademoiselle?”
“Oh! I’ll do the chicken cordon bleu.”
With a grin and a nod, the waiter wrote down the order before turning towards the filly, making the two parents bite their lips anxiously. After a brief moment where she said nothing, she finally let out a sigh, rolling her eyes as she mumbled, “I guess I’ll do breadsticks too.”
“Actually,” Clear Sky interrupted before the waiter could leave, “she’d like that in an adult portion, wouldn’t you, honey?”
Suddenly, Wind Sprint’s fixed scowl began to gradually shift into a soft smile. “Yeah,” she replied, much gentler than before. “I think I’d like that.”
“Fantastique! ” the unicorn stallion replied, closing his miniature notebook. “I shall have zose ready for you tout de suite. Just let me know if I can do anyzing else.”
With a humble bow, the waiter then left the three ponies alone, allowing them to breathe much more easily now that the tension has abated at least for the time being. Still, though, aside from Wind Sprint being treated like an adult based on her food portions, nothing had really changed since before the waiter arrived. It was obvious that they all wanted to at least make something of the evening, but how were they going to do that now?
As Quibble put his hoof to his chin, trying to come up with a conversation starter, his wife uncorked the bottle of wine, levitating a wine glass for herself and her husband. Wind Sprint, though, was obviously trying not to watch, just because this was yet another way that she could remind herself that she was still just a kid, unable to enjoy another one of the satisfactions that came with adulthood. Maybe he could let her have a sip? No, that would be pushing a boundary. There had to be some way to brighten up her mood, though!
Finally, his brain lit up, bringing a wide smile to his face out of nowhere. “Hey, Wind, do you mind if I see your menu for a sec?”
With an eyebrow slowly raising, the filly said, “Suuuure? What for?”
Quibble didn’t bother responding, instead pulling his chair in closer once Wind Sprint slid her menu towards him. Then, while the pegasus stared in confusion, the stallion grabbed one of her crayons and began drawing circles and lines, making oblong shapes that would need a detective to interpret. The stallion squiggled one final mark on the page, and with a smile on his face that nopony around him understood, he held up the page joyfully to his daughter, who continued to stare in confusion.
“Look! It’s a giraffe!”
Wind Sprint craned her neck and squinted her eyes. “O….K? So then why is it on fire?”
“Huh?!” Quibble Pants looked back at his drawing. “That’s its mane!”
After a few more seconds of looking in befuddlement, the filly finally giggled into her hooves, turning back towards her father with a smile. “And are those antlers supposed to be horns?”
“Oh, I’d like to see you draw one better than this!”
“OK!”
Immediately, the filly snatched away the paper and grabbed a blue crayon, squiggling lines until they came together to form oblong shapes. Even though he knew he was no artist, Quibble Pants was still confident that his illustrations were at least better than whatever Wind Sprint was drawing.
“There!” the filly said, holding up her own drawing proudly. “That’s what a giraffe looks like!”
“You gave it wings!”
“Those are its spots!”
Quibble Pants tilted his head before letting out a chuckle of his own. “Here. Let me show you how it’s done.”
Then, for the next several minutes, the only thing that could be heard from the table were the faint giggles between the two ponies, scribbling with crayons like they were coloring for the first time. Each masterpiece turned out worse than the one before it, but before he knew it, Quibble Pants found himself completely lost in the immersion, continuing to try to one-up his daughter. She, in turn, was taking each challenge to make the goofiest, silliest pictures she could draw, leading to even more hilarity that never seemed to end.
Just as they were getting to the point where their hilarity was at its peak, however, the waiter appeared out of nowhere once again, levitating three dishes in a magical blue aura. “Dinner is served,” he said with elegance, placing each of the meals in front of the three ponies with a humble bow.
Quibble and Wind Sprint both grinned widely as their breadsticks slowly lowered onto the table in front of them. Even though these would normally be appetizers somewhere else, here they were decorated in the finest seasonings and baked at the perfect temperature to give them the best possible consistency. With his mouth practically watering, Quibble immediately looked over to his wife’s plate to see another dish made with the exact same level of pristine magnificence.
“Wow!” the stallion awed. “This food looks amazing, don’t you think, Sky?” Quibble waited for a response, but looking up at his wife for the first time in minutes, he saw a much different picture than he imagined. “Uhhh… Clear Sky?”
“Woooow. Thiz loogs preddy guuuud.”
Clear Sky’s eyes were slightly red, her head was bobbing back and forth, and her breath smelled like she had taken one drink too many. Quibble Pants quickly looked down at his wife’s drinking glass to see that despite a few red droplets on the inside, it was completely empty.
“Clear Sky, how many drinks have you had?”
“Five… *hic* and a half.”
Quibble Pants then turned his attention towards the waiter, who was obviously doing his best to remain polite. “Would you… like any refills? Perhaps anozer glass of water, or…?”
“No, thank you,” Quibble Pants replied with a gentle wave. “We should be fine from here. Although… check back on us in five minutes about that extra glass of water.”
“Mister waiter, haz anypony evur told you that you kinda loog like *hic* that one famous guy?”
Quibble and the waiter immediately stared back at each other. “Make that three minutes.”
“But of course.”
Without any further hesitation, the pristine unicorn turned away from the table to allow the family to return to their celebration, albeit in a way that he hadn’t quite imagined. Thanks to his coloring session with Wind Sprint, Quibble Pants had completely forgotten about his wife, who had probably had nothing to do but drink while they were having the time of their life. Fortunately, though, it looked like she was still functioning well enough to enjoy her meal, so as long as she didn’t throw up, the night could still turn out as perfectly as they’d planned.
Still, though, with his wife slightly intoxicated, he needed to look over and see what Wind Sprint’s reaction was, and fortunately for him, she was practically already digging into her own meal, paying no attention to the drunken mare on the other end of the table.
“Wow!” the filly said, looking at her bread at every angle. “Maybe I shouldn’t have gotten the adult size. I don’t think I’ll be able to eat even half of this!”
“Well, just enjoy as much as you can! This way you won’t go home on an empty stomach.”
In the next moment, Wind Sprint had an entire loaf of bread in her mouth, chewing it down with little bites. Quibble couldn’t help but smile, scooching his chair back to its original placing and taking out a loaf of his own. The second he grabbed it from his plate, he could already smell the aroma wafting through his nostrils, giving him such a pleasant sensation that he could almost feel his entire body covered in pillows.
Just as quickly as he felt himself begin to relax once the taste of delicious seasonings whetted his tastebuds, though, he began to feel a completely new emotions--not a bad one, but definitely one he hadn’t been expecting. He was about to look down at his legs, but just before he got the chance, he could hear his wife shushing him quietly. Turning to his right, he saw that she was delicately eating her own piquant meal, chewing slowly as if she were totally sober. Below the table, however, he could feel her hoof gently moving up his thigh, tracing her way up his sheath until she could feel himself steadily growing from the touch.
“Clear Sky, what are--”
“Ssshhhhh.” The pink mare winked quickly before continuing to lead her fork to her mouth for another delicious bite. Quibble, on the other hand, was now biting down on his lip, trying to keep himself from getting a surprise semi while he was trying to eat his dinner. “What’s the matter, honey? Are those breadsticks not as good as you expected?”
Quibble discreetly looked at his surroundings, then leaned his head next to his wife’s while quietly muttering, “Sky, we’re in public.”
“Then you’d better be quiet before somepony sees.”
Quibble’s eyes then shot straight up to Clear Sky’s but just as soon as he looked at her face, he noticed the way that her tongue danced around her fork, delicately sliding up and down the edges, adding another sultry wink for good measure. The extra visual stimulus wasn’t helping him keep control underneath the table, and with a gulp, he finally pulled his attention back to his own dinner.
The earth pony reached out for his breadstick again, but thanks to his lovely, intoxicated wife, he could scarcely manage to bring it close enough to his mouth to chew. Every time his mouth got close, Clear Sky would drag her hoof down his ever-growing member, making him freeze up before he could taste it. Even if he was able to bring it all the way to his tongue, however, would he even be able to take his mind off of the sensation between his legs long enough to enjoy the flavor of his meal? Quibble glanced at his wife once more, but once the two of them made eye contact, her hoof grabbed onto his phallus even tighter, rubbing him until his half-erection became a full-blown hard on.
“Alright, honey,” Quibble said in an uncomfortable whisper. “I think that’s enough for--”
“Mmm, dear you have got to try this chicken cordon bleu. Now, open up. Say ‘ahh!’”
Finally, she released him from her grasp, giving him probably just one moment to get his head back to earth before she went back to teasing him under the table again. Still, though, if it meant that he could have a moment to eat, he’d gladly cooperate.
With his mouth opening slightly, he allowed his wife to bring her dinner onto his tongue, giving him an immediate rush of flavors that he’d only ever dreamt of. The texture, the aroma, the taste, everything was coming together so beautifully that he found himself lost in the moment, chewing slowly while his eyes fell beneath his eyelids. He almost didn’t want to swallow, just because he wanted the feeling to last as long as possible. Out of reflex alone, however, he tilted his head back and let the food travel down his stomach, letting out a pleasurable, joyous sigh in response.
“Wow! Honey, I gotta say, you really picked the best--Nnng!”
Just like that, she was back at it again, giggling quietly into her right hoof as her left wrapped around his shaft once more. It was like a joke to her, like she would make it to where he couldn’t even think about eating, then right as soon as he got a bite to eat, she would pick up where she left off. The not-eating part wasn’t even what he was worried about, though. If things kept up the way they were going, even if he did his best not to let it bother him, eventually he wouldn’t be able to take it anymore, and if it ended the way he thought it would, the night would end in a very awkward conversation with whoever cleaned under the tables.
“Clear Sky? Honey? Could you… maybe… uh…”
“Give you another bite? OK. Open wide, dear.”
Then, to both his and his wife’s surprise, Quibble Pants reached under the table and forcefully grabbed Clear Sky’s hoof, holding it firmly in his grasp until he realized what he was doing and let go with his face growing red. “S-sorry,” he said, looking away. “I just think… er… that we should just eat for right now.”
The unicorn tilted her head as her eyes squinted with bewilderment. Suddenly, though, that sly smirk returned to her face, making Quibble gulp all over again.
“I have a better idea,” she said, turning her face away from her husband, now looking across the table. “How are you enjoying your breadsticks, Wind?”
Quibble’s eyes went wide. He didn’t know what she was planning, but there was no way this could be good.
“They’re great! But I think I’m starting to get a little full already...”
“Ohhhh, but the night’s just getting started!”
Immediately Quibble shot a look at his wife that he hoped would communicate, “you wouldn’t dare,” but she in turn sent him her own look that said, “I’m drunk.”
“Actually!” Quibble began before she could say anything else. “I was thinking, why don’t the two of us color some more? Besides, if you’re just about finished eating already--”
“But you’ve barely eaten anything.”
As soon as Wind Sprint said those words, Quibble looked down at his breadsticks and realized that he’d only taken two bites. Clear Sky was halfway through with her own meal, and he was honestly surprised that Wind was able to eat as much as she had. He, on the other hand, was the only one who hadn’t yet been able to enjoy his dinner.
“Yeah, but I don’t eat all that much anyway. Besides, we never did finish that octopus drawing we were working on.”
“...It was a lion, dad.”
“I was actually thinking of something a little more fun,” Clear Sky said, giggling in a way that no sober woman would. Quibble could already feel his pulse quickening, but even if he tried stopping her, he knew she would just ignore him. “Why don’t you reach under the table and see what daddy’s been hiding?”
Wind Sprint looked up at Quibble, who shook his head as seriously as he could. Despite his best wishes, though, she reached underneath the table, and in the next moment, the filly’s spare hoof was now covering her mouth before she started laughing out loud.
“Wow, Quibble! I didn’t know you liked breadsticks that much!”
Quibble slapped his hoof to his face in defeat while the two girls at the table began to giggle at his expense. “You know, I was just thinking about something,” the mare said, leaning over the table. “I know that you might feel like you never get to do any of the stuff that grownups do, but maybe we could do some grownup stuff right now!”
“In the middle of the restaurant?!”
The brown stallion quickly looked over his shoulder to see if anypony was listening, and to his dismay, everypony around him was too focused on their own lives to notice. Now there was nopony to stop them. “Sky, honey, I’m not sure if this is the best place to--”
“Quibble won’t be able to finish without getting sperm all over the carpet,” the pink mare continued, “but us girls can cum aaaanywhere we want.”
“That does sound like fun right now…”
“No, it doesn’t!” Quibble quickly responded, quietly yet frantically. “You know what sounds like more fun? A game of pictionary! Here, I can start us off.”
Finally, Clear Sky rolled her eyes, and just as Quibble reached over to grab a crayon, he felt his entire body freeze at the touch of a female hoof returning its grip between his legs. He wanted to pull her off again, but even though his mind was screaming at him to pull her off, his muscles stopped moving. Even though he knew that if she continued, he wouldn’t be able to keep it inside anymore, he was still completely helpless when it came to the way that Clear Sky delicately ran up and down the length of his penis.
Right when Quibble was about to finally allow himself to enjoy it, however, Clear Sky released him from her grasp and leaned over the table. “Plus, if he says no, we can jack him off until he embarrasses himself.”
“Good plan, mom!”
“No, it is not a good plan! Excuse me? Waiter? It’s been more than three minutes! Could we have that water refill now?”
Quibble honestly tried his best to protest, but these girls had it in their minds to torture him as much as they could. This night was supposed to be a celebration for the three of them, yet somehow, he felt like the other two were celebrating at his own expense. It’s not that he didn’t enjoy it, but he was still kind of hoping that he would at least be able to make it home before they took advantage of him.
Suddenly, he felt something brush against his hind leg, and looking over at Wind Sprint, he could see her blushing as she slid down in her chair. She looked so cute with her big eyes looking up at him innocently, silently pleading with him to penetrate her, but there was no way he could do something like this in a public setting! What if somepony saw?! He’d not only be branded a pervert, he’d probably be banished to Tartarus!
“Please…”
Wind Sprint bit down on her lip for added effect, and he could already feel himself growing bigger under the table, reminding him that if he said no, they’d squeeze him until he popped.
Plus, this way he’d actually be able to eat his food…
With a sigh, Quibble Pants slid his hoof down his face, down to the tablecloth, and gently descended until it reached Wind Sprint’s slender knee. With his hoof moving backwards and forwards, he could see out the corner of his eye the way she fidgeted in her chair, but there was no way he could look directly in her eye. Instead, he used his spare hoof to pull out a breadstick and pop it into his mouth at the same time his hoof traveled to the inside of her thigh, taking a big bite as Wind Sprint gasped in surprise. He could make this work without anypony noticing, but he’d have to be careful.
“So, Sky, how are you enjoying that wine?” While Quibble spoke, his hoof eased its way to the edge of her folds, feeling her legs squeeze against him as he pressed against her sensitive area. Wind Sprint’s mouth opened slightly, taking in deep, quiet breaths, but Quibble kept his focus on Clear Sky, just in case anypony decided to look over.
“It’s really good. Speaking of which, you haven’t had any yet, have you?”
“No, I haven’t! In fact, I think I’ll have some right now.”
As Quibble grabbed his own glass of wine and lifted it to his mouth, his hoof gently slid its way up the middle of Wind Sprint’s slit, splitting her in the middle until he arrived at the small button at the top of her fillyhood. The pegasus immediately slapped a hoof to her mouth, leaning on top of the table with a thud , but Quibble Pants continued to drink like nothing was going on, allowing the bitter taste of fermented grapes to gradually alleviate the tension in his muscles. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, giving his daughter a hoofjob in public might not have been as terrifying as he originally thought.
Finally, turning his eyes towards the filly at his left, he found that Wind Sprint was barely able to handle herself while Quibble teased at her lower half. She was breathing audibly with her elbow on the table while her hoof brushed through her mane, unable to keep herself still as her spine arched and straightened in the throes of her lust. She wasn’t doing anything too wild to get anypony to notice, but if somepony were to turn their head in Wind Sprint’s direction, they would immediately pick up on something strange going on at table twelve. It was enough to make him nervous, but it also sent the blood rushing through him in a way that he’d never felt before, living so dangerously close to one pony’s gaze potentially ending his life as he knew it. Was this what exhibitionism felt like? Regardless, he wanted more of it.
“Mmm! Sky, you have got to try this breadstick!”
While Quibble continued to eat his meal as if nothing was going on beside him, he spoke through a mouth full of bread, holding out his doughy dinner for his wife to take a bite herself. The minute Clear Sky leaned over to chew off the end of his breadstick, however, Quibble finally inserted his hoof all the way into Wind Sprint’s orifice, both females cooing in pleasure at the same time.
“So gooood!” the mare cried out, causing the filly to cover her mouth with her hoof before she said the exact same thing. The more Quibble dug his hoof into her little lips, the more she squeezed her quivering legs together, making her even tighter as he navigated through her inner walls. He was trying to keep up the act that he was sharing a normal dinner with his wife, but the tighter Wind Sprint got, the more he wanted to see her horny face, her eyes violently squeezed shut, her trembling jaw.
“So which do you like more, the breadsticks or the chicken?” the earth pony asked, trying his best to continue his conversation with Clear Sky to prevent himself from giving into his ulterior desires. Wind Sprint, though, wasn’t going to make this easy on him as she started involuntarily moaning in pleasure, still low enough to where only Quibble could hear, but still loud enough to make him glance over anxiously.
“They’re both pretty good,” Clear Sky responded, pulling his attention back towards her again, saving him from himself. “I think I made the right choice with the chicken cordon bleu, though.”
“I’ve gotta admit, even though I don’t regret getting the breadsticks, I think you may have chosen the better--”
“Mmmmm, fuck me harder, daddy~!”
This time, his head snapped, which he would immediately regret if somepony happened to look over in curiosity. Still, though, there was no way he could miss seeing her literally cry out for him in aroused agony as her liquids started pooling around his hoof within her loins. There was no way for him to continue hoofing her without making noise. Even though he wanted to keep going, even though walking that thin line where he could get caught at any moment was a thrill in and of itself, he was now moving into almost suicide territory.
He had to bite his lip to harden his resolve, but once his mind had more control than his hormones again, he slid his hoof out of his daughter’s legs, along with a small strand of her feminine fluids sticking to his hoof in the process. Wind Sprint immediately looked up with disappointment on her face, and even though he wanted nothing more than to finish her off, he had to be strong now more than ever. Once his hoof rose above the table, however, Clear Sky’s nose came closer, her eyes practically falling into the back of her head once the scent on his hoof wafted into her nose.
“So, uh… Great dinner tonight!” Quibble said with an awkward chuckle, switching looks between the two horny females at the table, both pleading for more with their faces. “Oh! More wine? Don’t mind if I do!”
The stallion then reached for the bottle of wine, poured as much into his glass as he could and quickly chugged the contents down, his hoof trembling as he lifted it to his lips. Once he finished it off with a satisfied sigh, however, Clear Sky placed her hoof onto his, giving him a drunken giggle that made him shudder.
“I have to pee.”
“Oh, dear Celestia. I hope this isn’t going where I think it’s going.”
With another giggle, the mare pointed her head to the side of the restaurant, smiling erotically. “I was just thinking that maybe if you had to go too, we could all go together.”
“Oh, dear Celestia. It is going where I think it’s going.”
“Not tonight, dear. I don’t think that’s on my list, but I’m too drunk to remember right now.”
Quibble placed his hoof on his forehead with a sigh. “Why do you even have a list?”
Clear Sky rolled her eyes. “And I think we can check off another one of the things on my to-do list if you and Wind Sprint decide to come along. Besides…” Clear Sky then pulled her chair out, and the moment she touched the ground, she nearly fell over in a drunken stupor. “...I could use some help getting there, and we don’t wanna leave Wind Sprint all alone, do we?”
The stallion turned towards his daughter, who shrugged in response. Quibble hated how easily an intoxicated mare was able to manipulate him into doing basically anything she wanted, but he knew that if he didn’t at least humor her, she was going to embarrass him even more just on her way to the restroom. Finally, slapping his hoof to his face with an exasperated sigh, Quibble stood up from his chair and said, “Come on, Wind. Let’s help your mother to the bathroom.”
Clear Sky flashed him a devilish grin, which he tried his best to ignore. Instead, the stallion pulled his wife’s hoof around his neck, trudging along towards the restrooms with their daughter following closely behind. Even though he was trying to avoid a scene, he couldn’t help but notice ponies glancing in his direction through his peripheral vision, though he was doing all he could not to look directly at them. Once he got her safely to the door to the bathroom, he could just leave her there and wait for her to be done… or, at least in a perfect world he’d be able to do that.
“We’re here,” Quibble said, pulling Clear Sky’s hoof off of his neck. “Now, why don’t you just go in there and--”
“Oh, I don’t feel good using the girls’ room. Why don’t we use that one instead?”
Quibble dreadingly followed the direction Clear Sky was pointing towards, and as he expected, she had led him into a trap. “Oh… the family bathroom.”
“We’re a family! Come on! Let’s go inside!”
Quibble again spun his head toward Wind Sprint for one last chance at avoiding another possible felony waiting to happen, but Wind Sprint just bit her lip and looked away, rubbing her foreleg awkwardly. The earth pony slapped his hand to his face again, and with an unenthused look on his face, he said, “Come on,” leading his wife into the bathroom with Wind Sprint following closely behind.
After one last check to make sure nopony was paying attention to them, Quibble Pants closed the door behind them, locking it quickly before sliding his back down. The room was small, but still large enough for three ponies to fit comfortably, along with one toilet, a sink, and a mirror, although he was pretty sure they wouldn’t be using any of them.
“How are you feeling, honey?” the unicorn asked, her attention directed towards the filly. “Still kinda horny from earlier?”
“A little…” she responded, looking away bashfully. Quibble hated how cute she looked, just because he knew that Clear Sky was using that to her advantage.
“And Quibble, aren’t you still turned on at least a little bit from earlier?” Quibble Pants groaned but didn’t deny her statement, causing Clear Sky to smile devilishly. “So then why don’t you two take care of each other, and I’ll just sit back and take care of myself?”
As the mare found a good sitting position on the bathroom floor, Quibble and Wind Sprint looked at each other awkwardly. Even though they were admittedly both still in the mood, it would feel weird for them to just start humping each other right off the bat. Still, though, what kind of foreplay could the two of them do now, seeing as how they’d both been fondled to near orgasm back at the dinner table?
“You’re over-thinking things again, aren’t you, Quibble?” Wind Sprint asked. The stallion then rubbed the back of his head with a blush while the filly shook her head with a groan. “Here. I think I know how I can help.”
Before Quibble could react, though, Wind Sprint crawled underneath his torso, and just as he was about to ask what she was doing, he felt his head crane backwards pleasurably. Once he gained enough mental energy to look down, he noticed Wind’s tail swishing back and forth, but Quibble, on the other hand, was trying to keep his wobbly knees from falling in on themselves. Just below him, his daughter was going to town on his half-flaccid member, tracing small licks around the edges before slipping her lips over it entirely. It was amazing to him how even though he had felt her lips on his dick dozens of times over the past year, she still found ways to make it feel like it was his first blowjob ever.
Clear Sky, meanwhile, had already begun her own solitary female time, exploring the outside of her vulva, spreading it just wide enough to give Quibble a visual stimulus on top of the sensation in his pelvis. His body was so jittery from all the nerve endings in his body jolting at once, but he couldn’t allow himself to get too into it with his daughter right underneath him. Even if she was good at deepthroating by now, the last thing he wanted to do was inadvertently force more of his length into her throat and possibly ruin the immersion. The more Wind Sprint licked up and down his skin, though, the harder it was for Quibble to keep himself still.
“Hang on, Wind,” Quibble muttered painfully, taking a few steps back until the filly wasn’t directly underneath him anymore. He wanted to keep going, but somepony was going to get hurt if Wind Sprint kept blowing him like that. Then, wobbling himself backwards until he fell onto his haunches, his erect cock sticking straight up, the stallion held out his hooves, reaching out for the purple filly. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
“Me neither.”
Almost immediately, Wind Sprint was in Quibble’s hooves, her mouth pressed firmly against her step-father’s while her pelvic region slid against the edges of his dick. Her tongue flailed wildly in his mouth, and even though it had just been licking up his own shaft, the vigor of her youthful eroticism was making him match her urgency. He hadn’t penetrated her yet, using this time to slip himself between her folds like a hotdog while her groin drizzled her natural nectar along the sides. It would only be a matter of time, though, before he was properly lubricated enough to slip himself inside, making his member twitch just from the anticipation.
Finally, Quibble Pants pulled Wind Sprint off of his mouth, a small strand of saliva still connecting their lips as he looked deeply into her eyes and asked, “Are you ready?” A nod was all he needed, and with the permission he needed to continue, he slowly lifted Wind Sprint’s torso, hovering her crotch over his shaft until the two of them fused together.
Wind Sprint let out a high-pitched shriek, leading Quibble to place his mouth on top of hers, silencing her despite her moans trying to break through his mouth. He wanted nothing more than for everypony in the restaurant to know how horny he could make her, but not at the cost of the repercussions that could potentially follow. He didn’t know who would be harder to control, himself or Wind Sprint, and for some reason, it was getting him off even more.
With his hooves trailing down the filly’s back, his pelvis reached deeper into her insides, sliding against her vaginal walls, which gripped him tighter the further he went. Soon, he found the head of his penis rubbing against the end of her fillyhood, and after moving his shaft in small, agonizing circles, he slowly began pulling himself back out, making Wind Sprint moan femininely again. He then quickly wrapped his tongue around hers again, to which she responded by wrapping her hooves around his neck, pressing her mouth as violently against Quibble’s as she could while her pelvis tried adamantly to fill the gap between her thighs.
He could now hear splashing sounds coming from two different areas in the room, and looking over at Clear Sky, the stallion saw his wife in her own throes of pleasure, spreading her hind legs even wider while her hoof explored the depths of her marehood. He wished that he could somehow penetrate both of them at the same time, to feel both of their pussies dragging along the edge of his cock in unison, but the moment he had taken his focus off of Wind Sprint, she pulled his attention back to her again with her groin bouncing quickly on top of his.
Then, leaning back into a lying position, Quibble pulled his daughter on top of him, shoving his dick through her as fast as he could. The moment he did, though, Wind Sprint’s mouth left his, now moaning wildly while her dad fucked her from below. He knew he should probably stop her, but there was no way he could ignore how her high-pitched cries of lust made him grow even harder between her legs. Hopefully the bathroom doors and conversations of the restaurant were loud enough to drain out her voice, because if anything, he just wanted to make her louder now.
“How does it feel, Wind?” the stallion asked with a smirk before knocking his head back from another wave of pleasure in his loins.
“I love it, daddy,” she moaned, releasing a high-pitched sigh as he pushed deeper between her legs.
“I’m so glad you let me do this with you a year ago.”
“Mmm~! Thank you for letting me feel you inside me whenever I want. Ah! Hahhhh!”
Even after a straight year of feeling her inner walls massaging his phallus, he never once got accustomed to how good it felt when her fluids dripped down the sides of his shaft. Even as her voice changed as she matured, she somehow learned to make her voice increase in pitch the more she practiced. Likewise, Quibble Pants found more of her weaknesses, like whenever he smoothed his hooves over the inside of her thighs, which always made her back arch in arousal.
Wind Sprint pressed her hooves to Quibble’s chest, holding her pelvis down as hard as she could get it, allowing the maximum length possible to pierce through her insides. Then, once he was inside her completely, she circled her hips against his groin as her eyes went to the ceiling, making Quibble’s cock reflexively throb. The filly could no doubt feel the blood racing to his shaft, combing through her short mane and moaning pleasurably while she rubbed her flank against his crotch.
“Ohhh, when did you get this good?” Quibble gasped, making the filly giggle before leaning her mouth down to place a soft kiss at the base of his neck. “Mm! OK, switch me places before you get me too carried away.”
Wind Sprint gasped femininely as she slowly pulled her folds off of Quibble’s shaft, feeling his dick rubbing against her on her way out. Then, once his penis flopped back onto his chest, the two ponies rolled around each other where Wind Sprint was now laying on the floor, her hind legs spread with her hooves behind her head like a pillow. The stallion then positioned himself over her, angled his member to her opening and once again slid himself into her pussy, making the filly breathe loudly in response.
Once he made his way back to where he was, Wind Sprint pulled her hooves from behind her back, one of which fell over her eyes with the other going into her mouth. The pegasus then bit down gently, chewing on her hoof to channel at least some of her pent up energy somewhere else, just so her pussy wouldn’t get too overwhelmed. This was made easier, however, by Quibble running his hoof to her neck, gently caressing it until he held it more firmly in his grip, making the filly’s mouth go wide in surprise.
“Tell me if I’m being too rough, OK?”
Wind Sprint chuckled, placing her own hoof on top of his and pressing him harder against her windpipe. “I don’t know if you’re strong enough to be too rough,” the filly quipped.
“...I want to take you up on that challenge, but you can imagine why I’m a little afraid to do something like that.”
“Yeah, that’s why it’s called a challenge.”
Quibble gave an insulted scoff, but Wind Sprint gave him her bedroom eyes, making him smile despite the fact that he was probably going out of his comfort zone in more than one way. With his hoof gripping at her neck tighter, the filly gasped, but before he could let go, she rocked her pussy against him, making him nearly fall forward from the abrupt bliss in his nethers. He then heard a soft sigh coming from the other end of the bathroom, and looking over at his wife, he saw that her thighs were practically clamped together with her hoof massaging wildly at her nub.
“Heheh,” she giggled. “Make that three things we can cross off the list. Now, why don’t you be a good girl and let the whole restaurant know how good it feels?”
“Uhh, Sky? I’m not so sure that’s such a good idea.”
“Then you’d better keep me from doing it,” Wind Sprint replied with a wink, and before Quibble could interpret what she meant, she bounced her crotch violently against his, draping her foreleg over her eyes while she screamed at an even louder volume. “Ahhh! Yes! Fuck me deeper, daddy! Make your little girl cum all over you!”
“Ssshhh!!!” the stallion said, putting his hoof over Wind Sprint’s mouth, but the filly simply smiled snidely with her eyelids falling halfway down.
“That’s not how you’re going to get me to be quiet, Quibble. AAAAHHHH!!! I’m so wet! Harder! I wanna feel your whole cock inside me!”
In the only way left he could think of to silence her, Quibble once again latched his hoof around the filly’s neck, causing her to wrap her hind legs around his waist in response. Her back arched from the stimulation, pulling the earth pony in closer as her inner tunnels clasped tighter around his shaft. Similarly, Clear Sky fell onto her side, covering her mouth with her spare hoof before she started inadvertently screaming herself, now rubbing her clitoris even more furiously.
The whole idea of choking his daughter made him feel a little more than nervous; it made him feel like he was walking a very thin line between something erotic and something dangerous. Just as he was about to release her, though, she pulled on his back, forcing even more of his length between her thighs, giving him a dopamine rush that only tightened his grip. Quibble quickly opened his eyes to make sure that he wasn’t hurting her, but with the nod of her head, the stallion immediately pressed his lips against hers, feeling a small stream of lubrication swelling around his phallus.
He felt terrible for getting off on it, but he couldn’t deny that it was still turning him on. Maybe it was the feeling of her vagina squeezing him harder the tighter he held her. Maybe it was just from the two girls in the room having borderline orgasms in front of him, giving him an extra confidence boost knowing that he had that kind of power over them. Whatever the reason, he knew that at any second, he would reach his limit and probably make a mess all over the bathroom floor.
Just as he was about to warn Wind Sprint of his approaching ejaculation, though, the filly opened her mouth and quietly muttered, “Don’t stop. I’m so close.”
Hearing the words alone almost made him finish prematurely. He could keep himself from cumming for a little bit, but he knew that if he wanted to give Wind Sprint her own orgasm, he would need to make it happen fast.
Should he grip her harder? Should he move his hips faster? Or should he go slower just to keep himself from accidentally cumming too quick? Before he could overthink things like he always did, though, he saw Wind Sprint’s mouth hang open with her back arching, pulling him away from his thoughts. He was suddenly going off of autopilot alone, letting his libido control his movements for him, and fortunately for his daughter, he was doing everything he needed to do to get her off.
Quibble’s hips flexed against hers at twice his normal strength, to the point where he could almost feel himself losing more oxygen than Wind Sprint. Suddenly, he could see why she was enjoying it so much. The feeling of blood flushing towards his sex organ while adrenaline surged through his veins gave him a high he’d never experienced before. It was a feeling of pure bliss, but it once again reminded him that his dick was overstimulated to the point of near pain. He probably wouldn’t be able to outlast Wind Sprint, but he could at least try to finish alongside her.
“Alright, honey,” Quibble said with a gulp. “I’m going to hold you a little tighter. Just tap me twice if I go too far, OK?”
The filly quickly nodded her head, and with one more small squeeze against her neck, she immediately latched onto Quibble’s shoulders, holding on for dear life, but never tapping him. Even if he were to use his full strength, he would have plenty of time to cum before Wind Sprint passed out, but he was going to make her faint for a different reason. With his hoof now holding on as tight as he was planning to go, his hips rocked against her at his full might, feeling her inner walls hug his cock until the final moments. This was it. He couldn’t wait any longer.
“It’s happening, Wind! I’m cumming!”
“Fuck me, daddy! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!!!”
Finally, he gave into the pressure that had been building up since he was at the dinner table, flowing squirt after squirt of ejaculant until Wind Sprint’s insides were drenched in semen. At the same time, Wind Sprint’s hind legs were on the tips of her hooves with her pelvis as high as it could go, shaking weakly as her father poured his semen inside her. Her voice was getting louder, even despite the lack of air making it into her lungs. Her lower body remained frozen for as long as possible, but once his cum started oozing out the sides, she immediately fell onto the floor, pulling his dick out while she convulsed wildly. Quibble Pants, though, still wasn’t finished, and even though he wasn’t inside the safety of her fillyhood anymore, he continued pulsating strand after strand of white strands on top of his daughter, decorating everything from her face to her legs in sticky fluids.
Wind Sprint sighed softly as her orgasm gradually subsided, squeezing her legs together and turning onto her side with both hooves clenched to her groin. Even though she had sperm all over her body, she was still far too sensitive to move her body enough to wipe herself off. Instead, she let the fluids drip down to the floor, giving off the image of sweating semen while she panted quietly on the ground.
With Wind busy trying to get her bearings back, Quibble Pants wobbled himself back up to all fours, trying to keep his dick from getting any more cum on the floor that he would just have to clean up. Then, once his head stopped spinning, he looked over to his wife, who he was expecting to be in a similar position as Wind Sprint, but to his surprise, she was still sitting upright with her hoof to her crotch. The weird part, though, was that she had a frown on her face, no longer rubbing herself to climax.
“Honey?” the stallion asked. “Are you OK?”
Just as Clear Sky opened her mouth to answer, however, a loud knock echoed throughout the bathroom walls. “Hey, are you alright in there?”
The two adults quickly swapped nervous expressions before Quibble hesitantly answered back, “E-everything’s fine! Just uh… uh…”
“Helping your daughter blow her nose!” Clear Sky whispered. Quibble Pants immediately looked towards her with an eyebrow raised, hesitantly waiting for her to come up with something else. The unicorn, though, just gave him a demanding look with her eyes, making Quibble Pants sigh in defeat.
With his hoof running down his face, the earth pony then said, “I’m just helping my daughter blow her nose.”
“...Did it work?”
Quibble Pants turned to his wife for guidance, but the mare just shrugged her shoulders. “Y-yeah, it worked! My daughter’s nose is as good as cleared! We’ll be out in just a second!”
“OK! Hey, and just between us, everypony’s a little worried out here.”
The stallion’s eyes went wide. “Oh, Celestia. I really hope this isn’t going where I think it is.”
After rushing as quickly as he could to clean up Wind Sprint (as well as the floor, which was now even dirtier), Quibble Pants slowly opened the door of the bathroom, peaking out his nose to see if anypony would notice them leave. Then, to his dismay, he found that not only would he be noticed, but also that every single pony in the restaurant had theirs eyes focused on him. The brown earth pony chuckled awkwardly as he stepped out of the bathroom completely, sweating bullets as his family stepped out behind him.
“W-we got it!” Quibble said as confidently as he could. “Sinuses don’t stand a chance against these ponies! Heheh…” The ponies in the restaurant, however, continued to look, blinking in confusion while they waited for a further explanation. “Ugh… Waiter, I think we’d like that check now, please!”
“Oh, come on! It was fun!”
“Fun?! We nearly got blacklisted from our favorite restaurant! I wouldn’t exactly classify that as fun!”
“Sure looked like you were having fun with me, dad. Especially at the end.”
Quibble Pants groaned as the two girls giggled behind him. When Quibble Pants ended up getting his bill, it wasn’t from the waiter; it was from the owner of the restaurant informing him that they would need a doctor’s note informing the staff that Wind Sprint’s sinuses were under control before they were allowed to ever come back to eat. The whole thing was completely humiliating, making him wonder how Clear Sky could ever find something to laugh about at a time like this.
“Well, I’m glad you’re happy,” Quibble continued. “Please tell me that your list is all crossed off at this point.”
“Are you kidding?! We’ve barely scratched the surface! We still have wax play, spanking, sex with another filly--”
“Another filly?!”
“Yup! Oh, Wind, didn’t you say you had a classmate who went to that restaurant before?”
“Oh, yeah!” the filly replied, jumping into the air with her wings fluttering happily. “Ginger Snap! I wonder if she’d want to do it with us.”
“It could be like a slumber party!”
“That’s a great idea, mom!”
Again, Quibble Pants slapped his hoof to his face, shaking his head as he sighed in aggravation. “How about we just change the topic? Hey, Clear Sky, I saw your face back in the bathroom right before we left. Did something bother you back there?”
The pink unicorn’s ear twitched. “Huh? Oh, that. It’s nothing, Quibble. Really.”
“Oh, come ooonnnn. We have a long walk home, after all. It’s not like we don’t have plenty of time to talk about it.”
“Well… it’s just…” Clear Sky suddenly stopped where she was, making Quibble turn around with a brow raised in curiosity. Then, looking at the ground with a blush, the mare said, “I… didn’t get to finish back there…”
The stallion blinked, waiting a few more seconds before saying, “Oh! Is that all? Don’t worry, honey. Once we get back to the house, I can help you take care of--”
“Aaaaaactuallyyyyyy.”
“No! No, no, no! I don’t know what you’re thinking, but you can count me out of this one! I think one close encounter with a heart attack is enough for one day!”
Clear Sky rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on, Quibble. It’s not that big a deal. Just a quickie! I’m still kinda wet from the restaurant anyway.”
Again, Quibble raised an eyebrow. “And just where do you suppose we’d do that? In case you haven’t noticed, we’re in the middle of public!”
“Oh, that’s fine. That’s one of my kinks anyway.” Quibble immediately groaned, rubbing his forehead in agony while his wife gave him her cutest begging eyes. “Pleeeeeeease?”
Once the stallion finally managed to pull himself away from his wife’s childish smile, he let out another deep sigh, checking the surrounding area while weighing the options he had. On the one hoof, the entire scene around him was devoid of anypony, and he would be making his wife very happy in the process. On the other hoof, however, if they did get caught, it could lead to yet another chance of him getting into legal trouble, and if that happened, would his entire sexual history come to light?
“I dunno, Sky… I think I might have to say no to this one.”
Clear Sky’s smile faded. “But…”
“No! No buts! I’m tired of always putting myself in situations where I’m worried about the possible repercussions! Can’t I just live a normal life where my sex life is kept to the bedroom without any toys or kinks or foals? You know, like every other stallion in Equestria?!”
Clear Sky immediately flinched backwards, and seeing the new look on her face made Quibble Pants flinch too. In the entire time he’d been married, he’d never once raised his voice like that. Even despite her devastated expression, though, even though her lower lip was trembling with her eyes practically shaking, the thing that hurt him the most was when he looked away and saw his daughter with tears in her eyes. The filly took a step backwards. Quibble opened his mouth to speak, to mend the fresh wounds he’d created, but nothing came out. He couldn’t think of any way to take back how angry he’d acted towards not just his wife, but also his step-daughter.
“You…” Wind Sprint began, choking back a sob. “You mean you don’t actually like when we do it together?”
“What? No! I mean--Yes? Ugh…” Quibble put his hoof to his face again and shook his head. “I don’t know what I mean anymore.”
“Listen, Quibble,” Clear Sky began, her eyes directed away from her husband as she spoke. “We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. You’re right. I’ve been a little self-centered with our family time. I really should be putting more thought into how you feel about all this, especially with things that could make you uncomfortable. I guess sometimes I forget that just because you’re a stallion, it doesn’t mean you’re horny all the time.”
Again, Quibble opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. In fact, he wasn’t even sure how true the words Clear Sky spoke were. What did he really want?
Was it the amount of sex that was making him feel uncomfortable, was it the specific acts he was doing, was it the risk of somepony finding out, or was it something else entirely? He’d always seen himself as almost a victim in his wife’s sexcapades that he only put up with to make her happy, but was he really just doing it to please other ponies?
Quibble Pants stomped the ground in frustration, now more confused than ever. In the next moment, though, Clear Sky placed her hoof on his shoulder, making his heart soften as the two ponies finally looked into each other’s eyes. Her smile was so warm, so reassuring, so gentle. It was one of the things that he loved about her, that he could easily tell her anything and know that she would never judge him for it. How then, knowing how much she loved him and what she would sacrifice for him, could he even think about turning down a request from her, no matter how crazy it was?
Then, his mind was clear, as clear as the sky above him. It didn’t matter how uncomfortable he was doing all the things she wanted from him. The fact that he loved her was enough, and even if he didn’t particularly share the same kinks that she had, just knowing that he was making her happy made him happy to do anything for her.
Raising his hoof to Clear Sky’s chin, he gently closed his eyes and placed a soft kiss to her lips, sending her all the love he had in his heart. Then, once their kiss broke, he lightly ran his hoof down her cheek and whispered, “How did I ever get so lucky to wind up with somepony like you?”
The unicorn chuckled quietly, taking his hoof in her own. “I ask myself that everyday.”
With the tension finally dying down, the two ponies shared a laugh together. Once their chortles faded into silence, however, the awkward aura from before returned, leaving the two of them anxiously staring at the ground. Where would they go from here? Was it time to go home, or…?
“You know, I wouldn’t mind, erm…”
Clear Sky raised her head. “Hmm?”
“If you’re still in the mood, I guess we could… you know…”
A devious grin was now beginning to show on the mare’s face, which only made Quibble blush harder. “What was that, dear? I don’t think I heard you.”
“Ugh. You know what I’m trying to say!”
“Ummmm, I don’t know about that. Do you know what he’s trying to say, Wind?”
As Quibble Pants groaned in frustration again, Wind Sprint fluttered into the air with a huge grin on her face. “Nope! He should probably say it really loud so everypony can hear.”
“That’s a great idea! We’d definitely be able to hear him then!”
The two girls giggled loudly, leaving Quibble shaking his head in frustration. “I already regret making this decision. Clear Sky, if you wanted, I guess it would be OK if we… er… had sex… here.”
Quibble quickly shrunk once the words escaped his lips, but his wife and daughter, however, immediately turned to each other with twisted smiles on their faces. “What do you think?” the mare asked. “Do you think we’ve punished him enough?”
“For now,” the filly replied as both females turned their attention back towards Quibble Pants.
“Alright,” said Clear Sky. “Since we’re soooo forgiving, I guess it would be OK to have a little fun with you. You are the one who asked for it, after all.”
The stallion rolled his eyes. “So where did you wanna do it? I think we can hide behind some trees around here.”
Clear Sky put her hoof to her chin, rubbing it pensively as she looked around until all of a sudden, her eyes lit up. “Oh! Look! There’s a park! We can do it there!”
“What?! You mean out in the open?!”
“Oh, don’t worry. Wind Sprint will keep watch, right Wind?”
The filly puffed out her chest and gave her mom a salute. “You’ve got it, mom! I might watch you guys a little bit, though. I think that’s one of my kinks.”
“Awwww! My little girl’s first fetish!”
“I’m pretty sure she has several by this point,” Quibble said under his breath, bringing Clear Sky’s curious attention back towards him. “I mean--I think I see a good spot over there! Let’s go!”
The stallion then grabbed his wife by the hoof and quickly led her towards a table in the middle of the park. He was still sweating bullets at the prospect of somepony walking by and catching them in the act, especially if their watchpony was too distracted to actually keep watch like she was supposed to. The sooner he finished Clear Sky off, however, the less likely the two of them would be seen by somepony walking by.
Once the three of them made it to the place Quibble had picked out, he immediately lifted his head, looking around in every direction while Clear Sky smiled seductively. “You don’t need to be so paranoid, honey,” the mare said. “Nopony is going to see us. Besides, would it really be that bad if we got caught in the act just this once?”
“You say that like you’re anticipating it,” Quibble replied sarcastically. “Anyway, how do you want to start?”
“I dunno~!” she replied, hopping onto the table with her hind legs dangling off the edge. “You’re the stallion, after all. Why don’t you take charge?”
Quibble Pants raised an eyebrow. They both knew that if this were any other situation, Clear Sky would probably be taking the lead for him, but this was just another way for her to tease him, one of her favorite pastimes. Still, though, with Clear Sky’s eyes swapping between Quibble’s eyes and her marehood, it wasn’t hard for him to interpret what she was asking for.
After another quick glance around his environment to see if anypony was around, the stallion got down on his knees, placed his hooves on Clear Sky’s thighs and slowly moved his face to the center of her pelvis, sending a long lick between her legs. The unicorn immediately bit down on her lip, holding back a small moan as her thighs gripped each of Quibble’s cheeks. Again, the stallion split her labia with his tongue, teasing the idea of entering her orifice while dancing in circles just below her clitoris. While he continued teasing at her lower half, Clear Sky put one hoof to her mouth while the other grabbed onto Quibble’s mane, pulling his hair harder the more he played with her lady parts.
Then, after a sharp flick up her nub, Clear Sky bent over, both hooves wrapping around Quibble’s neck as he began attacking her love button. With nothing to block her mouth, however, her moans were now free to echo throughout the park, quietly at first until her arousal forced her lungs to expel her lust into the surrounding trees. The louder she got, the more Quibble’s nerves shuddered at the possibility of the two of them getting caught, but he couldn’t deny that it was still getting him off. Even at the possibility of getting exposed, he wanted to make her louder, to force her libido into a frenzy that would make anypony who heard look in their direction.
“Yes! Yes! Right there, baby. Ohhhhh, Celestia that’s good.”
Despite the fact that she was hunched over, she still arched backwards every time Quibble licked her in just the right way to make her whole body spasm. He experimented using different rhythms and pressures, each one having a unique effect on her that made her moan in a different pitch than before. Fast. Slow. Hard. Gentle. Then, once he felt like she was adequately prepped for the next phase, he moved his mouth a little higher and placed his lips around the hood of her clitoris, sucking it softly, causing her moans to go completely silent while her mouth and eyes opened wide.
The way Clear Sky reacted to every movement of Quibble’s tongue was more than enough to send blood flowing to the anatomy between his own legs. If the sounds of her aroused breathing weren’t enough to give him an erection, though, the feeling of her hind legs wrapping around his neck certainly did the trick.
Quibble then pulled his mouth off of her clit to lead his tongue back to her vaginal opening, lightly dipping his tongue into her orifice as she cooed in avidity. He was still only testing the waters, sliding about half the length of his tongue in and out of her pleasure center, but once he could taste her dampness trickling into his mouth, he pushed himself the rest of the way in, his lips coming down to suck on her labia as his tongue descended all the way into her pussy. Clear Sky’s legs trembled in response, trying their hardest to squeeze his neck but instead flopping on his shoulders as his mouth dominated her nethers.
“Mm! Babyyyy!”
Quibble couldn’t tell if she was getting more turned on by him or by Wind Sprint, who he could hear beginning to play with herself a few feet away. He wanted to look back and see what the filly looked like, exploring her lower folds while he fucked her mother right in front of her, but there was no way he could stop now. He was in the middle of his after-dinner dessert, and he was going to enjoy it until she came in his mouth.
“Mmmf! OK, stop.”
Or not.
In the next moment, Clear Sky pushed Quibble off of her crotch, leaning backwards on the park table while she breathed heavily. He could see small droplets of eroticism dripping down the sides of her legs as they shook rhythmically, making him immediately miss their sweet flavor cascading onto his tastebuds.
“Phew,” the mare sighed, wiping a bead of sweat from her own forehead once she gained the strength to speak again. “You almost set a new record there.”
Quibble tilted his head. “Did… you not want me to?”
“Weeeeelllll, maybe, but not when Wind is having such a good time.”
The two of them then turned their heads towards the youngest member of the family, who was still rubbing circles around her fillyhood, albeit at a much more calm pace than before. “You aren’t done already are you?” she asked in concern, making the mare giggle.
“Don’t worry, Wind,” Clear Sky said, hopping off the table and turning around with her tail brushing against Quibble’s nose. Suddenly, he lost himself in the aroma of lavender-scented body wash, but once her tail flicked to the other side of his face, his attention immediately found itself sucked into the space between her legs. With Clear Sky’s tail now lifted into the air, he could immediately make out the way her hoof spread her lower lips apart, pulling him into her alluring pink snare once again. “I’m not quite done with your father just yet.”
That was enough foreplay. Quibble Pants quickly pressed Clear Sky onto the table, spread her hind legs and thrust his hips upward, nestling his member into the safe protection of her pussy. Before she knew what was going on, Clear Sky pulled her mane over her face, reacting off of instinct alone as Quibble’s phallus made its way deeper inside her. Her hind legs reflexively pushed upwards, standing on the tips of her hooves to angle her hips parallel to Quibble’s waist. He could feel her pelvic bone grinding against his shaft, making him reflexively run his hoof down Clear Sky’s spine as his own bone navigated between her hips.
Clear Sky’s tongue hung out in fervor. Her eyes fell backwards. Every part of Clear Sky’s nervous system shut down in the excitement she felt when Quibble’s dick rubbed past one of her weak spots. Even when his shaft slipped out of her folds, the sensation he felt when squeezing himself back into her thighs was enough to make both of them moan out in ecstasy.
“Mm!” Clear Sky sighed. “Wind, honey, do you see anypony nearby?”
As Quibble looked back to see Wind Sprint’s reaction, she quickly pulled her hoof away from her crotch and looked around in every direction, scouting the area like she was supposed to be doing. Then, after searching every direction for signs of life, the filly turned back to her mother and shook her head. “Nope. Coast is still clear.”
“Good. AAAAAAAHHHHHNN!!!”
As if on reflex from the blissful sound entering his ears, Quibble immediately picked up his pace within her legs, gripping her thighs tighter as her inner walls gripped tighter around him. Clear Sky’s hoof was practically berserk, pulling her mane back, covering her mouth, slamming into the table and jittering uncontrollably depending on the angle she was penetrated from. Then, to make it even harder to keep her body under control, Quibble Pants brought his mouth down, kissing down her neck to make her spine arch and her shoulders pinch together.
Meanwhile, her hips bucked into Quibble’s pelvis with all the energy she had, shoving even more of his manhood into her pussy before rubbing her ass in circles against his groin. With his head careening backwards, his hooves travelled down to her flank, squeezing her butt as her tail swished back and forth.
“Ohhh, Quibbllllle~! Have you always been this big?”
“Unn! Have you always been this tight, Sky?”
Suddenly, though, the pink mare pulled Quibble’s dick out of her vagina, rubbing it with her hoof while she turned half her body to look into his eyes. “You know what would feel even tighter?” Quibble Pants shrugged, leading Clear Sky to roll her eyes. “Put it in my ass.”
The stallion didn’t say a word, nodding his head while Clear Sky’s mouth curled upwards. With her body returning to her place on top of the park table, she once again raised her hips, lifted her tail and spread her back cheeks. Quibble Pants gulped, seeing her beautifully small entrance practically winking at him, inviting him to slip inside her. Before he could get too carried away, though, Clear Sky brought her hoof to her mouth, releasing a small strand of saliva onto her horseshoe before reaching back and lubing up her backdoor. Then, just when Quibble thought it couldn’t get any more beautiful than it already was, her butthole now seemed to sparkle under the moonlight with the added liquid coating her opening.
Pulling himself away from the allure of her body, though, Quibble quickly shook his head and asked, “Are you sure it won’t hurt?”
“I’ll be fine, dear. Besides, it’s not like you brought any lube with you, right?”
Almost immediately after asking the question, however, her eyes went wide, quickly followed by them squeezing shut again as her face dove into her foreleg. She bit down onto her hoof as low, pleasurable coos escaped her chest, which rose and fell quicker and quicker with her hastening heartbeat.
Down below, Quibble had fallen onto his knees, using his hooves to pull apart Clear Sky’s buttcheeks while his tongue leisurely flicked up the small orifice nestled between them. The mare’s hips rocked into his face, pressing her hole closer to his tongue, which danced delicately around her anus. He may not have had any lube, but he was going to make her just as wet as she was in the hole below, dripping even harder now thanks to the new stimulus.
Then, giving her anus a gentle kiss, Quibble pulled his mouth away and whispered, “Sky, keep your legs spread for me.”
Clear Sky looked back with a curious eyebrow but nodded nonetheless, reaching back to pull her hind legs apart, allowing the stallion’s hooves to fall down her thighs. With Clear Sky now keeping herself spread below, Quibble now had plenty of options that he could use to his advantage, one of which came to his mind immediately as his hoof slowly crept its way back to the center of her pelvis. Immediately, Clear Sky lifted her mouth to moan out in lust while her husband’s mouth returned to tickling her backdoor, his hoof now slipping into her pussy, conquering two of her holes at once.
“Mm, babyyyy! Fuck! Haaaah!”
Quibble could feel her arousal growing, her inner walls pulling his hoof deeper into her vagina while bumping against his tongue through her perineum. The next thing he knew, his tongue was now slightly poking through her butthole, lathering her insides with his salivary lube. Again, the mare moaned out in pleasure, followed by her pelvic region shaking uncontrollably until her knees collapsed in on themselves, her hooves leaving her legs to grip onto the table as if her life depended on it.
“Quibble,” she breathed, panting in exhaustion. “No more games. I need you inside me. Right now.”
The stallion simply nodded his head, helping his aching wife get up from the ground. Again, she assumed the position, spreading her back cheeks for her husband to have an easy target, and the way it tensed in anticipation was almost like an open invitation to penetrate her. With his shaft lowering itself to Clear Sky’s upper orifice, he slowly pushed his way forward, allowing her asshole to warmly hug his member.
Quibble Pants bit his tongue to keep himself from cumming on the spot. Even though he knew he’d be able to give her a creampie without worrying about a surprise pregnancy, he still had to at least try to help her finish before he did, which was growing more and more difficult with every passing moment. Every second his cock spent nestled inside the safety of her ass, he found himself holding his breath, just in case he accidentally touched one of his own sensitive spots and jizzed everywhere.
“This doesn’t hurt, does it, honey?”
“No, but I want it to.”
“Are… Are you sure?”
“Deeper, baby!!”
The stallion reflexively followed her instructions, squeezing even more of his length into her rectum and causing her to expel a deep breath in response. It was more of a challenge finding a rhythm like before thanks to how snug her opening was, but the more he pushed through her, the more her insides allowed him a small pathway to move through. Soon, he was thriving on the gentle tug along his skin as his shaft navigated her anal walls, leading both ponies to moan in both lust and exhaustion.
“Does this feel good, Sky?”
“Deeperrrr!”
Again, the stallion complied, pushing his hips harder, conquering more of her asshole. “Like that?”
“Deeperrr!!!”
Finally, the entire length of his dick had pushed its way into her rectum, making the mare scream at the top of her lungs. He couldn’t tell if she was screaming in pleasure or pain, but based on the way her legs shook in response, he could at least take a wild guess.
Then, out of nowhere, Clear Sky collapsed, falling off of the table and landing on all fours onto the ground below, still with her hips angled into the air and allowing Quibble’s penis to bounce through her backdoor. The stallion hesitated to continue, but even if she were on the verge of passing out, he still couldn’t keep himself from getting more of that endorphin rush that came with exploring her insides. Fortunately for him, though, she was still moaning softly, much more quietly than before, but still loud enough to know he could keep going. So long as he heard her voice, he would pound her until one of them finished.
“Hang on!”
Or until they got caught.
Like a flash of lightning, Quibble Pants pulled himself out of his wife’s anus and whipped his neck towards his daughter, his jaw now trembling nervously. “What is it?! Did you see somepony? Do we need to get out of here?”
Wind Sprint, though, still had her legs spread, displaying to the world her filly lips in plain sight. Quibble raised an eyebrow, looking around the area for signs of life, but when he realized that there was nopony besides the three of them there, his teeth stopped chattering.
“It’s not that,” Wind Sprint said, slowly pulling herself off the ground. “I just wanted to join you guys before you finished. If you came now, I wouldn’t get another turn until tomorrow!”
As Wind Sprint approached them, Quibble Pants turned his attention back to his wife, who was finally beginning to pull herself back up to at least a kneeling position. The whole point of them doing this was so that Clear Sky could get the release that she didn’t get at the restaurant, and if Quibble accidentally finished himself off with Wind Sprint, this whole experience would have been pointless!
“I dunno, Wind,” he said, looking back down at his wife, who wobbled back and forth in frailty. “I think your mom was hoping that the two of us could spend some time with just the two of us this time.”
“It’s f… It’s fine, d… Whooooo, everything’s spinning.”
Quibble raised an eyebrow at Clear Sky, who continued to rock back and forth like a ship at sea. “Uhh… really? Are you sure?”
Before the mare could answer, though, Wind Sprint jumped into the air with urgency. “Hang on a sec! I didn’t mean you had to stop with mom!”
“...I’m confused.”
The filly scoffed before hopping onto the table where her mother was getting dominated just a minute prior. “You have more than just your dick, you know.” Then, leaning back on the table with her legs spreading to reveal her youthful slit, the idea she was getting at finally began to sink into Quibble’s mind.
“Oh! Now that you mention it, that works too.”
“H-hang on a minute, dear.” Clear Sky then placed her hoof onto the table, propping herself up to a standing position despite how much her legs continued to tremble. “Wind, sweetie, I was kinda hoping to have your father all to myself for this one.”
Wind Sprint’s jaw fell in disappointment. Right when they’d found a solution to their problem, Clear Sky shot it down… which didn’t seem like something she’d normally do.
“What?! How come?!”
Just as the pegasus began to object in displeasure, however, her mother cackled mischievously. “Because I’ve always wanted to do this.”
Before either of the others knew what was going on, Clear Sky’s face fell forward, and in the very next moment, Wind Sprint’s head careened backwards, sighing pleasurably as her mother’s tongue parted her lower lips. In what seemed like an instant, the two of them found themselves in a sultry rhythm, Wind Sprint’s pelvis flexing back and forth in tandem with her mother’s mouth. Quibble Pants could practically smell the aroma of their sex organs filling the air around him, making his shaft begin to bounce as the blood once again made its way to his groin. Then, pulling her mane behind her ear, Clear Sky sent a wink in Quibble’s direction, lifting her rump once again without slowing down for a second as her tongue danced around her daughter’s orifice.
For once in his life, Quibble Pants knew exactly what to do, standing up on his hind legs and straddling his wife’s hips, angling his dick back to where it was just moments earlier. Hopefully with the addition of Wind Sprint to the equation, Clear Sky would finish quicker, because there was no way that Quibble would last much longer if she still felt as good as she did two minutes ago. Once he pressed the tip of his penis against the mare’s tight anal opening, however, he knew instantly that his time was limited, a fact which only solidified once he felt her walls gripping his length once again.
The deeper he went, the more Clear Sky moaned into Wind Sprint’s pussy, making the filly echo the sound, albeit at a much higher pitch. He still wasn’t exactly sure how to make Clear Sky cum from anal, but hopefully if he just did what he would normally do during vaginal, it would get him the result he was looking for.
Quibble continued sliding in and out until he found his rhythm again, bouncing against Clear Sky harder with every thrust. He could tell how horny he was making her through Wind Sprint’s voice, like every time he hit one of her sensitive spots, her body would twinge a split second before Wind Sprint sighed in agony. If Wind Sprint was any indicator, Clear Sky was just as close as he was. If he managed to hold off a little bit longer, all three of them could finish at the exact same time.
The earth pony stallion closed his eyes and held his breath, humping Clear Sky at the fastest pace he could possibly go, followed by a loud scream from their daughter. Just a little bit longer. His hooves wrapped around Clear Sky’s waist, and like before, Wind Sprint’s screaming picked up in volume, reverberating through the trees as her orgasm approached closer. Then, angling his penis downward, he could feel the soft barrier of his wife’s perineum again, making her legs quake more violently than ever. Just a little longer! Almost there!
He knew that he was going to cum any second, and taking one last deep breath before finishing, Quibble Pants fucked his wife the hardest he had his whole life. Clear Sky’s mouth suddenly fell completely into Wind Sprint’s vagina, and with her vocal cords cracking, the filly screamed at the top of her lungs. Suddenly, even Wind’s legs were trembling. This was it. He’d reached his limit.
“Yes, mom! Deeper! Deeper! Ahhhhhhh!”
Quibble Pants suddenly pulled his wife’s hips against his, forcing his cock as deep as he could physically go, and in the next second, Clear Sky was filled with his seed. Both Wind Sprint and Clear Sky flailed uncontrollably as the three of them shared an orgasm as a family, the unicorn taking the brunt of it as two of her holes were filled with cum. Wind Sprint grabbed forcefully onto her mother’s mane as her legs wrapped around her neck, her body shuddering in pulses as Clear Sky lapped up her juices. Below, however, she was trembling just as violently, inviting as much of her husband’s semen as possible, not allowing a single drip to escape her backdoor. Even as Quibble began making his way out, her legs squeezed together, keeping all of the white liquid safe within her ass, choking out every last drop he had to spare.
Then, as if on cue, all three ponies fell backwards, panting heavily while they recovered from the high intensity exercise.
“Haaaaaaaah!” Clear Sky sighed, flopping her forelegs on the grass theatrically. “I still can’t believe it’s been one year already!”
“Me neither,” Wind Sprint chimed in. “How did I even live before that?”
Both the adults chuckled. “You’re telling me!” Quibble quipped. “I didn’t have my first time until I was twenty-five!”
Suddenly, Clear Sky propped herself up while raising an eyebrow at her husband. “Wait, are you serious?”
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
“Hey! I think I heard something! Is anypony there?”
The three ponies all looked at each other in shock, and in the next moment, they pulled themselves up and began rushing off in the opposite direction, all three of them giggling for no apparent reason. Then, after they had put a decent distance between their original location, Quibble Pants looked back to see if anypony was following them. It looked like they were in the clear, but even if they weren’t, he would still be having just as much fun, like he was part of some Daring Do novel where he had to make his escape.
Maybe that was why he went along with all of Clear Sky’s crazy schemes. Somehow, even though he always complained about the possible repercussions, he managed to have fun despite the dangers. It was like every night was an adventure with them, and tonight was no different.
No--tonight was different. Tonight was special. This was the night when he finally realized that he was living the life he’d always dreamed of, and he was living it with the two most important ponies he could share it with. Tonight was one year since he first had that conversation with Clear Sky, and hopefully, there would be plenty more years filled with just as much fun and adventure to come.
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. ”
