In an instant, he was on her. All of his sweating, musky power.

Instinctively she kicked out playfully, trying to scoot along the floor away from him on her belly. But he was too fast and too strong, snatching her kicking hoof with his right foreleg.

“D-dad!”

Her squeak did little to slow him, as he lifted her leg into the air, holding her hips off the ground with his raw strength. She felt her belly bared to his gaze, her school skirt bunching up around her tummy, exposing her two pert teenage crotch teats, complete with their little freckled nipples.

“D-dad, c-calm downnghhhhhhh!” Her plea faded into a moan. He’d dipped his grinning head down as she’d begged and drawn a long, lavish lick across her right asscheek, dragging his fleshy tongue down into the tight moist cleft… and right across her moist fillyhood.

“Mmmf!” She felt a quiver roll down her back as her dad’s tongue roughly slid across the slick pink flesh of her inner pussylips, the excitement pumping in powerful thumps out of her racing heart, filling her wings with hot blood and making them twitch outward from her body.

“You like that, don’t you, honey?” Her father’s low, masculine growl left a wash of hot air over her plot, adding more humid moistness to the dark and tender skin under her flagging dock.

“Y-yeah daddy…” She mewled, wiggling her bottom. Celestia, she wanted another lick from him! She pressed her body backward, awkwardly trying to use her forehooves to swing her suspended rear end into her father’s nose.

“Ah ah ah, you need to ask, young lady.”

“D-daaaad!” She whined. She wanted it now!

“Ask.”

“P-please!” She groaned. She felt her clitoris slip out of its hood, straining as it slipped out from its tight folds to wink in front of her father’s face. Her first wink always came with so much aching intensity, before her fillyhood was wet enough to let the big thing slide easily out of its hiding spot without too much friction.

“Use your words.” The throaty command came from behind her, forcing her to look back and see her father’s grinning, self-assured face. The alpha-stallion. Her stud. Her lover. Her dad. “I’ll make you beg if I have to.”

“I… I want you to eat my p-pussy, daddy!” She squeaked - it was so embarrassing to say out loud, but Goddesses, did she need him.

Her father must have been thirsty for her too. She knew how much he loved to tease her insatiable sexual needs… but he wasn’t going to make her beg, not now. She felt his nose bury itself between her tight, athletic teenage asscheeks, more pert and muscular than they’d ever been now that she’d made the varsity swim team. His wet muzzle burrowed into her hot plot, like a pig searching for truffles, rooting deep into her soaking fillyhood. She felt the press of his lips against her tight little tailhole, before the wet slimy wriggling tongue wrapped itself around her ponut, squirming and caressing her tight pucker as she wriggled pitifully in his grasp.

Then he licked lower, sliding his muscle over the sensitive patch of skin between her rosebud and her pussy, slipping inside her plump folds and finding the slick tightness of her pink inner lips. Her head flicked back, and she shut her eyes, the intensity of her dad’s oral sex was always overwhelming, so powerful and aggressive, like he was trying to eat her very core. It was still a mixture of shock and sensation, the fear of being swept away by the waves of pleasure adding to the raw force of the experience.

“D-daddee….” She groaned, reaching down with her hooves to try to find his mane, to try to slow down his probing, vigorous licks. But this strange angle in which he was holding her didn’t allow her grasping hoof to find its target. Instead, she let her hoof make its way to her left teenage-teat, pawing her firm nipple as the spring inside her coiled tighter and tighter, pulses of built-up energy pouring from her mind in waterfalls to each extremity of her body.

“F-f-fuck!” She felt her dad withdraw his tongue, then wrap it around her clit. Her delicate lovebud was her weakest point, she could barely stand when she got direct stimulation on the bundle of erotic nerves, but her father loved to make her lose herself. The hot, wet, anaconda-like coiling of Jet’s tongue around her clit made it throb larger and larger with hot, pulsing blood, all while her body exploded with sensation.

“N-n-ngh!” She squealed, before her breath exhausted, gasping like she’d received a kick to her gut. The sheer excitement and sensation were too much for her now, and she began to thrash and writhe. Usually, this would let her get away from her father’s intense clit-suckling, but with the way he was holding her all she could do was pitifully swing back and forth in his grasp as he made his tongue into a flesh-sleeve prison for her rigid lovebud.

The coil was building, building, building….!

“D-d-da…d-ngh….daddeeeee!” A wracking convulsion shook through her, crashing out of her mind in a powerful wave that raced down her spine, making her flap her wings with a mighty *Thwap* against the classroom floor, rolling down into her plot, where her powerful glute muscles fired, again and again, making her tight, teenage filly-butt jump and quiver, sending her tail thrashing left and right as she came on her father’s face.

“Unnghh!” She moaned. “Ungh! Ungh!” She cried again, and again. Each grunt was coming with a powerful, squirting wink that splattered clear fillycum over her father’s snout and chin. Somewhere deep in her mind, she was embarrassed at just how much she was soaking her father with her naughty juices. But that was lost in the sea of pleasure boiling in her senses.

Besides: he liked it.

She panted from exertion, the sweat on her brow becoming cold as her heart rate dipped for the first time in minutes, as she coasted in the afterglow of her first orgasm. Her school sweater felt hot and moist around her, her school shirt already plastered to her chest with the sweat of her wet, shaking orgasm.

But she didn’t care.

She grinned goofily, stretching out with a foreleg lazily along the floor, her eyes rolling and her tongue hanging out, the hit of potent oxytocin in her cerebellum making this the ultimate moment of her young life, right here, right now…. Plastered in a wet, drooling heap on her classroom floor, one leg suspended in the air by her father’s powerful grasp, as he noisily slurped up the fallout of her ejaculation, while her teenage pussy winked lazily and drooled gossamer fillycum strands, lips straining open and shut against the relatively cooler air, begging to be filled.

It was perfection.

Then she felt it. A hot, wet, insistent kiss against her tight pink lips… a kiss of a rigid stiffness that she knew couldn’t be her father’s muzzle. She looked down, trying to get her over-stimulate vision to focus. She saw her father’s fat, rigid, straining dark stallionhood pressing against her tight teenage cunt, the massive dome of his flare pushing into her slender slit in what seemed to be an impossible fit.

“Baby... “Jet half-groaned, half-growled down at her.

“Daddy…” Apogee moaned, doing her best to wiggle in his grasp, pulling her cunt-lips across his flare, bumping her clit against his drooling cockslit.

“You want it, baby?” Jet teased, taking a tighter grip of her body, getting the leverage he would need to stuff his big, fat, stallioncock into her tight, twisting teenage snatch. “‘Cuz I want you.”

“D-dad…” She groaned, looking up at him with genuine puppy-dog eyes, her body overriding all of her needs and demands. “I… I want your cock.”

Jet grinned at her, that feral cocksure stud-grin that made her realize that she was at his mercy but that everything would be OK. That her submission was just… right.

“Daddy… fuck meeeeeEEeEeee nnghh….” Apogee’s moan became halfway incoherent as she felt her father grip her hip with his other hoof none too softly, getting the purchase he needed to slowly grind his huge girthy head against her, slowly parting her tight teenage lips wider and wider.

She hadn’t played with any of her toys in the past week since their last union, and her viselike cunt agonizingly parted to spread itself around his massive head, slowly stretching and dilating, engulfing the whole of his hoof-sized ridge as her moan reached a fever-crescendo… and his massive mushroom slid into her vaginal tunnel with a pop.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight…” Jet grunted as he continued to slide into her, pushing inch after inch of his fleshy staff into her tiny depths. She smiled goofily. She loved when he complimented her body, her sexiness, her fillyhood. She knew he was something of a playcolt, and the knowledge that she could keep her dad satisfied despite all the supermaredels and young secretaries satisfied something deep inside her.

It was her dad, after all.

Her stud.

She wanted to scooch back into him, to take more of that agonizing pleasure, to stuff more of her father’s fat monster into her straining pussy, to show him that she could take his dick like any grown mare could, despite the intense clenching power of her vaginal wall… but the suspended position had her at her father’s mercy, taking him inch by agonizing inch as he slid into her.

“Good girl, mmmm…” His low growl filled her ears as he ground himself into her. She felt his thick medial ring reach her pussy-lips, and she tensed again instinctively. The fat donut of stallionflesh was so broad that it touched the bottom of her tight ponut, it always made her flinch. She steeled herself and tried to relax her body as the plug-like protuberance pressed into her lips, stuffing deeper and deeper against them until… finally… it...

...popped in!

And like that a full four inches slid into her teenage cunt, which was now drooling profusely as it began to get stuffed with the thicker base of her father’s cock, the part they both affectionately referred to as his ‘trunk’. It was always her favorite part - the feel of her snatch, her tight little plot, spreading to obscene widths as it took in the veiny, girthy dark stallioncock -her little cunt was utterly stuffed with her dad - as he filled her body and soul.

Then his head bumped against her cervix - sending electricity racing up and down her spine. The tingles were like sprinkles on a perfect, sexy cupcake. She wanted to wriggle her bottom against the feeling of complete fullness but again found herself hanging from her dad’s grasp.

Now was always the crucial question - what mood was Jet in? Would he be deliberate and slow? Would he want to rest and enjoy being snuggled into her? Obviously, with their current position, he wouldn’t be letting her decide their pace…

That only left…

“You’ve been such a good girl Apogee.” Her father’s throaty grunt came from above her. “I think you deserve a good, hard reward.”

Oh, buck.

Alpha-jet was always a wild ride, a mix of dominating feral stallion and teasing, self-assured dad. It looked like he would be coming out in full, hip-thrusting, ball-slapping force now.

And she loved it.

She felt his length slide out of her rapidly, leaving a squelching suction behind in the vacuum of her tight pussy as it withdrew, plumbing out obscene amounts of her cum. She mewled out softly as she felt him exit her, leaving her feeling diminished, empty - pulling completely back until just the fat ridge of his cockhead was inside her, drawing her tight inner lips out with the suction of his massive horsecock.

Then he came crashing back into her, jerking her toward him with his arms to drive into her faster, instantly ramming his stallionhood right up to the gate of her cervix with fierce, primal violence. The feeling was like she’d gotten bucked in the gut - mixed with a full wing-massage. Then she felt…and heard… her father’s massive testicles swing forward, crashing against her engorged clit with a wet, resounding strike.

*PLAP*

“Unf!” Apogee groaned, falling forward onto her belly. Her father was already pulling back out of her. She struggled to get her breath back, to fill her burning lungs with the oxygen they needed before he…

*PLAP*

“Unf!” She squeaked again as he slammed back into her. He would start thrusting faster now, and she was powerless to stop him, not while she was held this way, one leg in the air, which made all his thrusts so alien and exciting and-

*PLAP*

“Mmmf!” He was battering into her! Smashing against her deepest barrier and-

*PLAP*

“D-dad!” She squeaked, wings flaring and fluttering. She need-

*PLAP*

“Dad!”

*PLAP* *PLAP* *PLAP*

“Daddee… I’m…” She grunted, his jackhammer thrusts coming in staccato burst now, each one slamming into her, making her engorged, winking clit bump and slide over his medial ridge with every thr-

*PLAP* *PLAP* *PLAP*

Apogee felt that coil bursting insider her again, bouncing and straining with each of her father’s pounding penetrations, as he fucked her into obliv-

*PLAP* *PLAP* *PLAP*

Her body wanted more of him.

All of him.

Her cervix dilated and twisted, opening as much as it could, quivering and spasming just as he slammed in with another pounding thrust… and the last three inches of her dad’s precious cock slid into her womb, his gargantuan base hilting against her poor stretched fillyhood as they became one panting, groaning pony.

“F-fuck baby!”

“Daaaad!”

*PLAP* *PLAP* *PLAP*

Their whines coalesced, but both of them were on complete autopilot now, bodies pumping and grinding, throbbing and drooling, powered by ancient biological imperatives, compelling father and daughter to succumb to the sea of desire that urged them to pound each other into oblivion, to climax, to love… to fuck.

Apogee felt the mighty waves of aphrodisiac hormones melt away her conscious mind as her second orgasm of the night overtook her. The spring deep inside her didn’t just uncoil - it exploded.

Wave after wave of convulsions wracked her, made her writhe, made her wings flitter and flap like a wounded pigeon as she gasped for air. She could feel the tone of her fillyhood muscles as they went from relaxed - squirting and splashing laxity - to clenching, viselike massages in rapid succession… as her body attempted to milk her stud of the precious stallionbatter, he was withholding from her.

In her thrashing, she felt her father release her leg, heard the heavy slam of his two hooves on either side of her head as he planted himself firmly and began to POUND her. The bulge in her body from his giant cock pressed through her skin, skirt, and sweater into the tile of the classroom floor. His hips were using all of their might to fuck her into the ground.

“F-fu...FUUUCK!”

Just as he hilted one last time, he paused, his whole length fattening inside her body… and her mare instincts took over, instructing her tight fillyhood to clench and grasp for all they were worth, sending splatters of wet filly cum spilling down his thighs as her orgasmic throes reached their crescendo.

It worked.

She felt her father’s cockhead flare out to the size of a saucer plate, plugging itself deep inside her womb.

Then the heat! The fullness!

The sticky splatter of rope after rope of her father’s cum as it crashed against the far wall of her womb. The potent male hormones in his thick, goopy seed sent her feminine mind reeling, her eyes rolling over into heart-shaped pupils, her face a drooling mess of absolute pleasure and satisfaction.

She couldn’t keep track of time. Not when she was in this state.

All she could feel was raw sensation, her body filling and bulging as he pumped his heavy, thick, massive load into her tiny body. She could always tell whether he’d had other mares since their last Tuesday night, could tell if his virile and heavy balls had been storing up a full week’s worth for her or if he’d shared with some other mare.

It was clear to her that this was a full load. She could feel her belly filling, expanding... Could feel her skirt band tightening and eventually popping open as her belly bulged like she was in the early stage of a pregnancy...

He was pumping into her still, grunting and straining with clenched teeth, as her body finally could take no more and it began to splatter out of the tight, fleshy join between Jet’s cock and her cunt in splattering explosions.

“F-fuck Apogee!” Jet whined as he began to buck through his final, desperate throes, clenching his eyes shut as he blasted out more and more cum, an impossible amount for the little filly (or any mare) to handle. With each ejaculation already splattering out of her behind, his thrusts sent the goopy cream splattering all along her back, her belly, her wings, up into her mane… she was getting a complete frosting!

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And finally… she felt him finish… the last trickle was coming out of his softening cock with a final, celebratory squirt.

Gods, I wish I could stay like this forever.

“I-I… I love you, hun….” Her dad’s whisper was next to her ear. He must have collapsed at some point. She hadn’t noticed.

She wanted to say something, but her throat was so hoarse, her mind was so fuzzy - the words wouldn’t come out. Instead, she just licked her father’s cheek. Hopefully, that would get the message.

He snuggled against her, extending his wing to cover her messy-cum covered body as they panted in unison.

This was so perfect, why couldn’t they stay like this forev-

The door burst open. “Just need to grab my tests then I’ll be on my way ho-”

Adrenaline and fear shot through her body, rousing her quickly from the deep well of euphoria she had been resting in, as Apogee’s groggy mind recognized the body of her teacher, Mrs. Kindknicker, walking through the classroom door, the tiny earth-pony mare adjusting her glasses as she turned and took in the shocking sight in front of her.

M-m-mister Stream!?” Apogee!??”

Her father had quickly started to get up, rolling onto one side as he did so, already beginning to stammer.

“I-I c-can explain…!”

Unfortunately, his rolling action and quick movement quickly dislodged a portion of his anatomy from Apogee… his beefy, semi-soft cock slipped from her winking folds with an audible *PLOP*.

Apogee saw her teacher’s eyes flash down to her exposed marehood and her father’s fat cockhead, one spewing a gushing waterfall of thick white batter… the other lazily waving in the air like some obscene battle-standard.

Dead silence filled the classroom, as Mrs. Kindknicker’s glasses slowly slid down her muzzle, her gaze had never left the bobbing penis.

Apogee’s half-drunk mind was getting annoyed at the tension, the lack of conversation… it was preventing her from drifting off into blissful post-coital sleep!

“...my dad gave me a reward for acing your test - fucked me…” Apogee mewled lazily, with a silly grin… then curled into her father’s sweaty chest, ignoring his stunned face, and drifted into a blissful sleep.

End

Author's Note

Oh boy.

This was a fun quick fic to write! All for a friend who commissioned this work from Shino.

It's been a while since I've played with Jet and Apogee, and it was nice to revisit those two.

The ending isn't anything to get too worried about, Jet has a powerful and resourceful attorney who can keep these things under wraps for him, and what he's doing isn't illegal in Las Pegasus, anyway.

Besides, Kindknicker jumped on a student's rather massive log herself (and ended up marrying and bearing his foals) so she doesn't have much of a hoof to stand on!

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