How to recover from Nightmares
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How to recover from Nightmares

You shot awake screaming, horrified by just what happened in your nightmare. You really shouldn't have sneaked into earlier, when your parents had been watching this movie. At first it didn't seem that bad and you didn't understand, just why they didn't want you to see it and you watched in silence for a while.

You found it funny when the doll came into the room and said that she wants to play a game, before the image changed to a Stallion. The stallion had a weird contraption around his head and you were wondering, just what kind of game they were playing, you just didn't get it. After only a few moments, not more than a minute, the head of the stallion exploded in a shower of blood and meat.

You screamed in shock, unable to do anything else, before your parents found you. They were upset with you and scolded you for not listening. As punishment for your bad behaviour, they did not only ground you for an entire month, but they also made you watch the full movie, before they sent you back to bed.

Now with the images of the movie back in your mind, you know that you are unable to fall asleep again, at least if you are alone. Slowly you get up and leave your room, walking down the dark hallway to your parent’s bedroom. You stop for a moment at the door, confused by the wired noises you are hearing, before you open the door.

You begin to make your way over to your parents bed, only to realize that they aren't lying next to each other, like usual. Your mother lays on her stomach, flank raised high into the air, while your father stays behind her. Well not exactly behind her, it looks more like he is laying half on top of her, while his lower half is steady moving back and forth. Making your mother moan in the process with each thrust.

"Moooom? Daaaad?" You make yourself known, after a few minutes of watching this confusing sight.

When they hear your voice, your parents immediately stop whatever it was they had been doing, simultaneously turning their heads to you. They looked at you, shocked about your presence, before your mother asks you "what’s wrong."

Suddenly you don't feel comfortable, suspecting that you again walked into something you weren't supposed to see. "I had a nightmare." You admit, a bit ashamed about it.

"Was it about the movie?" Your father askes you, surprisingly calm and with a nod you confirm his suspicions. "Should have seen that one coming"

"Wave that's enough, she handled that movie better, then most mares I know." Your mother surprisingly chips in to your defence.

"I still don't feel very comfortable, that you made our little foal see this movie." He argues back, totally ignoring your presence, which upsets you even more.

"I am not a foal anymore. I am twelve!" You shout back, interrupting their arguing.

“Okay, no foal, but you are still a young filly and not a mare.” He replies back not really happy that you interrupted them.

“Wave, that’s enough.” Your mother steps in again, which makes your dad shut up

“Sorry Flits.” He apologies to her, explaining his reason, why he is in such a bad mood. “It’s just that I really wanted to play with you tonight.”

“You played a game on the bed?” You ask confused. After all, your parents told you all the time, that you aren’t allowed to play games in bed.

“Of course we did.” She replies sounding so sure, making you suspicious that this rule, had been a lie the entire time. “why don’t you join us in this game.”
“Flits are you sure this is a good idea?” Your father objects against this sounding not really comfortable with your mother’s idea. You want to say something, assuring him that you can handle everything your mother would throw against you, but your mother proves to be faster.

“Yes Wave.” She replies calmly, before adding an explanation to this. “Her first heat should hit her soon, so we had to explain some things to her anyway. We just speed up a few things, if we let her join into the fun.”

“Okay then.” He replies now very calm, before he gestures for you join them on the bed, which you do without hesitation, looking curios at both of them.

“What do you know, about where Foals come from?” Your mother asks you, something they always said that they would tell you later, but till now never did. You are happy, that you finally get this question answered, but you don’t understand how this could possibly be related to their game.

When you don’t answer her question, your mother continues on her own. “Before they are born, Foals grow for eleven months in there.” She tells you and to your surprise, she points at your belly. “But that is not what is important for now, what is important for us, is how this starts.”

She Pause for a moment, obliviously thinking about how to explain it the best, before she continues. ”When a stallion and a mare want to have a Foal of their own, they play this special game, in which the stallion plants his seed inside the mares garden. Since this isn’t always successful at the first try, they often play this game multiple times.”

“Normally the chances for this are very low, expect for one week in spring, where the mare goes into heat.” To your disappointment she takes a short break for a moment, in which she looks at dad, before she continues and you listen eagerly, wanting to know everything. “But heat isn’t only good for a mare, since the desire to play this special game increase massive and not always are they able to control them self. “They search for stallions to play this game, till they are satisfied and I don’t think, that I have to tell you how this mostly ends.”

“So, I could get a foal to, if we play this now?” You want to no, now not so sure anymore if you really want to play this game.

“Yes.” She replies to your shock. “But the chance for this is really low, since the garden of a mare is normally not ready, before she reaches the age of thirteen or fourteen.” She tries to calm you down and suddenly you don’t feel so bad, about being only twelve anymore.

“Would you help me if…” You ask hesitantly, trailing o at the end, still un sure if you should join them in their game.

“Of course we would.” Your dad replies immediately, shocked that you doubt them, even if it was only for a second.

“I just told you that this is very unlikely, but if against all odds you really should get pregnant, we would support you and your foal in every way possible.” She reassures you, making now feel really comfortable and you abandon all the concerns, that had been holding you back till now.

“Okay, how does this game go?”

“Lay on your back.” Your mother orders you sternly, but still manage to sound kind. She gets up and stands now directly above you, giving you a perfect view on her filly parts. She carefully starts to lick around yours, before she begins to push her tongue slowly into them. You gasp in surprise, not having suspected anything like this and wonder, how something like that can feel so good.

“Since this is your first time, we have to loosen up your vagina a bit.”

She explains to you after a she withdraws her tongue. Feeling your vagina now empty again, after it began to feel so good upsets you a bit and you whine, “Please mommy, don`t stop.”
She looks at you, a bit surprised about your statement, but non the less starts again by placing kisses around your vagina. She draws another circle with her tongue around your entrance, before she pushes her tongue deep into your vagina. Deeper than she already did earlier and you can feel her tongue exploring everything.

You enjoy this all the way you can, feeling better with every move of her tongue and you can’t stop to think, that you have to thank her for this in some way. With your possibilities limited, you push yourself up, just far enough that your muzzle reaches her own Vagina.

You think for a moment, if you really shall do what you have in mind, but your concerns get blown away when she hits a very sensitive spot. You know you want to make her feel as good as she makes you and so you carefully lick around her entrance for the first time.

At first it feels weird, but you get accustomed to it very quickly. You lick around her entrance a few more times, realizing that it is covered in some strange liquid. You gasp in shock, thinking that it is pee at first, but if that would be true, your mother wouldn’t do this willingly, right? You come to the conclusion that it has to be something else and if your mother does this all the time, it must be safe to drink.

You continue to lick, but now focusing more on the sweet taste. You wonder how something that comes out of the same hole as your mothers pee, can possible taste so good. This all becomes unimportant now, since you want only one thing. You want more of this juice, which tastes sweater then honey.

You abandon the last of your doubts, if this could be wrong, quickly followed by the last of your restrains. You stop holding back and press you muzzle as deep into her vagina as you can, giving your tongue easier access to this sweet nectar. You hear a muzzled gasp of shock from your mother, shortly before you tongue reaches as wide as it can into it, which earns you another gasp from her.

You carefully begin to explore the inside of her, slowly licking at each part of her. You both enjoy each other for a while, until the body of your mother begins to twitch wildly, pushing a stream of liquid out of her.

Your mother moans directly into you own filly parts and you start to feel bliss, you never experienced before, when your body reacts in the same way. You enjoy every moment of it, while drinking up all of this sweet nectar your mother pushes out before it comes finally to an end.

After a final lick from her, you feel your mother getting up and turning around, laying down next to you. You look into the eyes of your slightly panting mother, seeing only joy and happiness there. “Is it my turn now,” your impatient father asks the two of you and as much as you would like to rest a bit more, you also want to know how it feels, what your parents had been doing earlier.

“Why the rush darling?” Your mother asks, sounding not really happy about his lack of patience.

“Really?” He asks surprised, clearly not expecting that reply from your mother. “Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to see two hot mares eating each other out and holding myself back?”

“No, since I would just have taken the remaining hole of the mare.” Your mother replies, directly after your father ended his sentence.

You turn your head around, looking at the dumbfounded steel blue stallion, your mother is talking to. There is silence for a little longer, before he speaks up again, sounding a bit surprised. “So, you wanted me to…,” he asks your mother trailing of at the end.

“At least you realized it faster, than this flying pie, when I had that threesome with him and your Captain.” She replies bluntly, making your father gasp in shock.

“Hey, Soarin isn’t that bad.” Your father jumps to his defence, after he recovered from the shock, about what you two just learned. You switch glances between the two of them, curios about how this discussion between your parents will end.

“How do you know, did you let him rut you to?” Your mother asks jokingly, clearly not expecting him to blush crimson red from her question. “How did this happen?”

“Do you really want this answer now Flits?” He replies, obliviously not felling really comfortable with the idea, to talk more about what he admitted just a few moments ago by accident. “I thought, that we wanted to teach a certain filly some things.”

Your mother doesn’t answer right away, but after a few short moments. “Don’t think that you are off the hook mister.” Hearing this reply makes you feel a bit worried for him, but maybe he should just learn, that sometimes it’s better to keep your muzzle shut.

“Now ready for round two?” your mother asks you, now all cheerful again, after this discussion with your that was postponed and you nod eagerly, unwilling to wait anymore. “In that case you better turn around and raise your flank.”

You do as obligated and your father wastes no time, now standing behind you her orders you to “Spread your legs and then we can finally start.” Once again you waste no time to follow the command from your parents and only a few seconds pass, until you feel his coat brushing against your flank.

Carefully, he pushes your tail to the side before he places his hooves on your back. Only a short amount of time pass before you feel something brush along your Vagina, before the tip of it slips in. “Dad is this your,” you asked surprised when, you realize just what he pushed right into your filly parts.

“If you want to know if that is my dick, then is the answer yes.” He replies bluntly, slowly pushing farther in, before he pulls back, only leaving the tip of his cock inside, only to push it back in again. It feels really weird at first, but after a few more thrusts of him, you start to enjoy it and you realize that this is even better, then when your mothers tongue was inside of you.

“Dad, go faster!” You demand from him, unhappy that he is holding back. He chose to not put his reply into words, instead he waits a moment, before he thrusts twice as far into you, then he already was. You gasp in shock that there is a short moment of pain, before it turns into bliss and you moan in delight.

He let his dick rest there for a moment, so that you can enjoy the felling of having such a large stallionhood inside your underage body, before he takes up his work again. As you wanted, he increased his speed dramatically and if you would compare it to flight speed, you are certain that he could pull of a sonic Rainboom with ease. “That better?”

“YES!” You shout at the top of your lunges, enjoying every second of this, wondering, just how had you been able to live without this all the time. “Don’t, please don’t hold back anymore.” You beg him, almost unable to speak about all your moaning.

“You sure Princes, I am not even completely inside you now.” He asks you, sounding unsure if this is really a good idea. You begin to wonder just how much of his cock is still remaining outside. For a second you wonder if he could be right, but they are pushed aside with his next thrust.

“YES!” You shout back, unable to think rational anymore before you add, “I want it all daddy, every bucking inch of it.” Again, he doesn’t put his answer into words and instead let his actions speak for itself. He pulls out of you, only leaving the tip of his cock in your vagina, holding it there for a moment.

With one massive thrust he pushes his entire cock back in and with a loud smack his balls collide with your flank. You gasp in a mix of shock and surprise, which doesn’t take long to turn in another delightful moan of yours, when this single thrust sends you into your second orgasms.

It only takes two more thrusts of him, before his head begins to flare and he starts to fill you with his own cum.

When he collapses on top of you, totally exhausted from his actions, your hindlegs give in, unable to support the full weight of you two. You let yourself fall onto your stomach, while he is still unloading his cum inside of you.

You both are panting heavily and you have trouble keeping your eyes open, but there is one thing you just have to say, before you allow yourself to drift off to sleep. “I love you daddy.”

“I love you to, my little Princess.” You barley hear him say, before give up the fight against your sleepiness, dreaming about all the things you want to do with your favourite colt, when you met him the next time.