Author's Note

Characters included in this chapter: Rarity, Hondo Flanks, and Cookie Crumbles.

Sexual acts included in this chapter: Incest, Watersports, FMF Threesome (w/ Fellatio and Analingus), and F/F (Oral).

COLLECTION RELEVANT TRIVIA:
Given the way pony bodies are oriented, their ass is directly above their vag or cock, so they refer to it as their top door—like a two-part door, also called a dutch door—instead of their back door.

Visiting Family (Rarity)

*TING-A-LING*

″Welcome to—oh!″ Rarity cut herself off, as she saw who had just walked through her door. ″Mother, Father. What brings you two to my shop?″ she asked, her expression changing from a polite, customer-service smile to a warmer one. ″Have you finally decided to let me make you something that would make you look really fabulous?″ she teased, half-serious.

″What’s wrong with what we’ve got on, now?″ Cookie Crumbles mumbled, looking at the blouse and pants she had on. It was her most comfortable outfit, even if it wasn’t exactly at the forefront of fashion.

″Afraid not, Rarity.″ Hondo answered at the same time. ″This is just a quick visit. We were just at the bank, you see.″

″Oh, yes.″ Cookie agreed, looking up from her clothes, which she’d found no problems with. ″Hondo was depositing his paycheck, and we decided to take a short stroll around town.″

″Decided to make a little date of it. It’s the little things, after all, that make a marriage last. And spontaneity. That helps, too.″ Hondo explained, not for the first time. ″You should remember that for when you get a husband of your own, Rarity. Or a wife.″ he added, remembering that just because his marriage had been hetero didn’t mean everypony’s would be.

″Oh, Hondo, don’t pressure the mare.″ Cookie giggled, batting at him with one hoof. ″She’s still got her whole life ahead of her, after all. She’s not even thirty, yet. Besides, she’s so busy with this store, and saving Equestria all the time.″

″Yes, quite.″ Rarity interrupted, blushing slightly. ″Anyways, you were saying, you were taking a stroll?″

″Oh, right!″ Cookie said. ″Well, we were a couple streets over, and Handsome Hondo, here,″ she explained, smiling lovingly at her hubby, ″suddenly felt the need to empty his bladder. And since we were so close, we decided to stop in here so he could take care of it.″

″I’m always happy to help with that.″ Rarity said, levitating away her glasses and measuring tape, as she stepped up to Hondo and started nuzzling his throat. She worked her way down to his chest, taking in his familiar, comforting scent, as she levitated a couple stools over. She set them down on each side of her just as she reached the pale chest-fluff. It was pretty thin, being the middle of summer, but there was still enough to tickle her lips, and to fill her nose with his scent.

As Hondo stepped forward slowly, Rarity lowered herself to her belly. She kept her head angled up as he put his hooves on the stools she’d provided, which let her continue to nuzzle and lick her way down his barrel. It may have seemed awkward, but it was just something unicorns had to get used to. If a unicorn didn’t want their horn to go sticking something vital when they sucked cock, their lover had to either raise their front half, or lay on their side. And Hondo preferred to be vertical for what he was about to do.

Soon, Rarity had her muzzle pressed right up against Hondo’s sheath, and his scent was almost overwhelming. She inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma of a unicorn stallion—of masculinity and mild ozone—before sticking her tongue out. After a couple licks, she felt the head of her father’s cock drop, and after a couple more, he was nearly a quarter of the way out. Now that he was out far enough, Rarity took his head in her mouth.

Like most ponies, Rarity found the taste of bare skin erotic, since it was almost exclusively encountered in sexual situations. But what came next was even better, in her opinion. From high above, she heard her father sigh in relief, at the same time she felt the first splash on her tongue. The taste was rather mild—Hondo had been a sports-pony when he was younger, so he understood better than most, just how important hydration was—but the warm fluid quickly filling Rarity’s mouth had distinct tangs of salt and acidity.

With a hum of pleasure, Rarity closed her eyes as she swallowed the first mouthful. For several seconds, she just revelled in the experience. In the taste, and the slightly sour scent filling her mouth and drifting up the back of her nose. Even while swallowing fast enough to keep her mouth from overflowing, Rarity savored it, much like she would a fine wine. She quickly got lost in the moment, aware of nothing besides the cock in her mouth, and the wonderful liquid streaming out of it.

″Oh, I just love that sight.″

Startled by Cookie’s cooing, Rarity opened her eyes, to see her mother looking at her. She was on her foreknees, with a mix of pride and lust on her face. Cookie didn’t want to surprise her daughter too much, since it might make her choke on Hondo’s urine, so she waited until she was sure Rarity was aware of her presence. Then she reached out with one hoof and pressed it gently against the pale throat.

″I’m so glad that you enjoy this as much as we do.″ Cookie said, as she felt the rhythmic pulsing of her daughter gulping down mouthful after mouthful of Hondo’s piss under her hoof. ″I just wish Sweetie Belle had taken to it like you did.″ The youngest member of the family had tried joining in with her parents and sister in their fetish multiple times, but it just never aroused her. Not like it did Rarity, whose intimate scent was already filling boutique’s showroom and getting thicker.

Maybe half a minute later, Rarity’s swallowing slowed down, and Cookie immediately recognized that that meant Hondo’s bladder was nearly empty. So she got to her hooves and moved around behind her husband. A moment later, he moaned contentedly, signalling that he was done peeing. Before he could do anything else, though, Cookie brushed his brown tail aside and extended her tongue.

The sudden swipe over his grey pucker surprised the stallion, and jumped slightly, with a small snort. But then he relaxed as his wife started rimming him in earnest. At the same time, his daughter’s tongue was caressing his cock. Lapping slowly over the head and flicking around its unflared rim.

When Cookie had moved out of sight, Rarity had idly wondered what she was doing, but didn’t pay too much attention, since she was still focused on drinking the last of her dad’s piss. She’d started taking bigger mouthfuls when she felt his stream dying down, so she got to enjoy the salty-sour flavor more. As the trickles finally died away, Rarity held her last mouthful for a couple seconds, swishing it around in her mouth, before swallowing it. Then she licked the last drop or two off his head, just as he jumped.

The soft cock in Rarity’s mouth suddenly throbbed and started to stiffen. Twisting her ears forward, she heard the sound of her mother’s tongue in action, so she started wiggling. As she scooched herself backwards, she worked her tongue over the growing cock. After a few seconds, the cock was as hard as it was going to get, so Rarity tilted her head to one side—to avoid accidentally poking her father with her horn—and started bobbing on it.

Meanwhile, Cookie was enjoying herself as she worked her tongue all over Hondo’s backside. She took long, slow licks from the top of his purse, over his taint, around his top door, and then back down where she started. Every few cycles, she’d focus directly on Hondo’s pucker, vigorously lapping at it for a few seconds. Rimming her husband wasn’t her favorite sexual act, but she enjoyed treating him to it once in a while. Fortunately for her, Hondo was careful to always use the bidet when he used a toilet. Almost obsessively so, in fact. So Cookie only tasted his skin, with just the slightest hint of mustiness.

″Oh, that’s good.″ Hondo sighed. Rarity wasn’t bobbing more than a few inches, but she was passing over his medial ring every time. And combined with Cookie’s rimming, he wasn’t going to last too long. ″Sweet Celestia!″ he yelped, when Cookie’s tongue suddenly breached his entrance, pushing inside of him. He also bucked his hips, pushing his cock far enough to touch the back of Rarity’s throat. She gagged slightly, at the unexpected thrust, but she recovered quickly.

Cookie quickly pulled her tongue out of Hondo’s ass, though, since he wasn’t quite as clean inside as outside. Almost, but not quite. She only got a faint, sour tang before pulling back. She then went right back to licking around his pucker. Cookie soon lost herself in the moment. Her ears honed in on Rarity, and she spent some time listening to her daughter bobbing on her father’s cock.

After listening to the steady glurking and slurping for a moment or two, Cookie’s pussy winked, drawing her out of hre sexual stupor. When it winked again, Cookie started licking and kissing her way down Hondo’s taint, slowly approaching his balls. When she reached them, she kissed each one, before taking one of them between her lips and gently sucking on it.

″Oh, buck!″ Hondo groaned, as he felt his balls pull up. ″Rarity, baby, I’m about to—Gnyaaa…″

Rarity heard her father start to warn her at the same time she felt his cock flare in her mouth. She pulled back until his flare was just behind her teeth, just before his first shot burst forth. The thick cream coated her tongue and the roof of her mouth in an instant. She didn’t have a chance to enjoy the flavor before she had to swallow it, though. She only had just enough time to swallow her current mouthful before the second shot replaced it. The third shot came just as quickly, as did the fourth. After that, Hondo’s ejaculation slowed down, allowing Rarity time to actually taste his cum. Which she savored as she wiggled backwards.

Once she was sure his orgasm had run its course, Cookie moved away, letting Hondo step down off the stools. He took a moment to flex his legs, before laying down near the checkout counter. As he did that, Cookie moved the stools away from Rarity, before pulling her into a kiss. Cookie flicked her tongue across her daughter’s lips teasingly, several times, before eventually worming it between them.

The two mares spent over a minute sharing Hondo’s slightly sweet cum between them. Then a few more seconds were spent lip-to-lip, before they broke apart.

″Mm. Mother, I still have some room if you need?″ Rarity offered.

″No. Hondo took care of me before we left home.″ Cookie said. Then she felt her pussy wink again. ″But I could use another kind of relief, if you’re interested.″

″Definitely.″ Rarity agreed, getting her forehooves under her. She gently pulled her mother into another slow kiss with one hoof, as her magic went to work opening Cookie’s blouse. She knew that most of the reason her mother wore clothing so often was because she enjoyed being undressed. Rarity used her free hoof to caress the bared fur.

When they eventually parted, Cookie smiled naughtily at her daughter, before turning around slowly, teasingly. There was a large wet spot on her pants. One which would’ve been unmissable, even if her tail weren’t flagged. She quickly felt the touch of her daughter’s magic grip her tail and the top of her pants. While she preferred to be undressed by hoof or mouth, or even by wing, Cookie knew that for many unicorns, magic was the only option. Or at least the only convenient one.

Rarity eased the white pants back, revealing the fuschia flanks slowly. When she got them to her mother’s dock, she pulled the purple tail free, before taking the fabric gently between her teeth. She tugged it down carefully, revealing the hole she’d entered the world through, almost three decades earlier. The scent of aroused mare, no longer contained by the clothing, hit her hard, making her wink hard enough to squirt her own fluids on the floor. But she ignored it, tugging the pants down her mother’s thick legs, while keeping her eyes locked on the winking marehood before her.

Once her pants were on the ground, Cookie stepped out of them and tossed them aside. She only vaguely noticed Hondo picking them up and leaving the showroom. Most of her attention was on Rarity’s tongue as it worked its way up the insides of her legs, cleaning the arousal from her coat.

Rarity took her time cleaning the pink legs before her, before finally reaching her mother’s frantically winking pussy. And still, she took her time, with long, slow licks that carefully avoided the swollen clit. She gradually made her way closer and closer to that bundle of nerves. When she finally reached it, Rarity suddenly started working her tongue back and forth over the nub quickly, making Cookie explode in pleasure.

The older unicorn screamed out wordlessly, loud enough to be heard all through the building, and even outside, on the street. Cookie was so lost in pleasure, she didn’t even notice that she’d fallen to the floor. Not until her orgasm faded, and she could pay attention to the world around her again.

″Mother, are you okay?″ Rarity asked, as her fainting couch appeared beside them.

″Better than okay.″ Cookie answered, a little absently, as she was lifted in her daughter’s magic and placed on the soft chaise. ″Now come here and let Mama take care of you.″ she added, gripping Rarity’s dock in her magic, and maneuvering her so she was face-to-ass with the younger mare. She put her hooves on the blue gem cutie-marks to hold Rarity still and took a moment to bask in the young mare’s scent. After a few seconds, it finally occurred to her to wonder, ″Rarity, dear, do you need to pee?″

″I’m afraid not, Mother. I went a couple hours ago.″ Rarity answered.

″Oh well. That’s too bad.″ Cookie said, using her hoof-magic to grope and squeeze the white haunches.

After spending a couple moments thoroughly cleaning Rarity’s nethers of her nectar, Cookie pressed her muzzle up against the swollen marehood and stuck her tongue as deep as it would go. She took her time exploring Rarity’s inner walls, and drinking her juices. Eventually, she pulled her tongue back out, and started kissing the soft, wet lips. Several long seconds later, Cookie wrapped her lips around the bulge of Rarity’s clit and started sucking on it hard.

″Oh buck!″ Rarity yelped, before fading off into random, semi-profane mutterings. Her legs gave out a few seconds later, but Cookie’s firm grip on her flanks kept her on her hind hooves, at least.

When her orgasm finally passed, and Cookie finished licking her clean again, Rarity turned stumbled onto the chaise, alongside her mother. She cuddled up with the older mare for half an hour or so, until Hondo came back from the laundry room, with Cookie’s freshly laundered pants. Cookie got dressed—slowly, to tease both of the others—and then she and Hondo left, headed for home.

Rarity, meanwhile, got started cleaning the boutique, opening the windows to air it out.