Bring Your Daughter To Work Day
Mister Coffee
Bring Your Daughter To Work Day was a hallowed institution in the Vanhoover school district. Cynically, it was a chance for the teachers to have a day off while the district provided a vaguely educational program involving no effort on their part whatsoever.
That was what Morning Glory thought of it, anyway. She didn’t have any particular enmity towards her mother, nor did she have any particular desire to attend school, either—in short, she was of the same opinion as most rebellious teens.
At least her mom’s work didn’t start first thing in the morning, so that was a bonus.
She yawned and listened to the clatter of her mother’s hoofsteps down the hallway, shortly followed by the scent of fresh tea.
Another yawn, then she dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom. Most school days, she’d be rushing to have enough time for a shower and grooming and breakfast, but not today. She took extra time to brush her mane and tail, not because she had to but because she could, then wandered into the kitchen.
“Morning, Mom.”
“Morning, Glory.”
She stuck her tongue out. That joke was so old it had moss growing on it.
“You looking forward to spending the day with me?”
“Meh.” Morning Glory hoofed a mug out of the cupboard and filled it with tea. “I’ve been to the club before.”
“I’m sure we can find something fun to do.”
****
Walking the Vanhoover streets mid-morning on what was normally a school day felt different. Market stands and displays were being set up for the lunch crowd, and a pair of strong stallions was in front of the bakery, unloading barrels of flower. She eyed them as she went past, then had to swerve around a lamppost. Coral Rose snickered at her daughter’s antics and red face. “I know what you were thinking.”
“So what?”
“They come in the club in the afternoon,” Coral told her. “Might get a chance to get a closer look at them.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
The pair turned down a side street, and Morning Glory got one last look at them.
A block further on, Coral Rose led her down a narrow alley and into the club. Morning Glory hadn’t ever used the employee entrance, or the employee breakroom. Neither of them were that special; the back door was a simple wooden affair in need of paint, and the breakroom had the tired feel of breakrooms the world over.
Coral Rose opened her locker, while her daughter flopped down on the threadbare couch. “So now what, Mom? Hang out here?”
“You could. You don’t have to shadow me around if you don’t want to, there’s other staff, it’s up to you. Or I can show you a secret.”
“A secret?” Her head popped up.
“Yeah, follow me.”
They went through a short hallway, past the kitchen and a few supply closets, finally stopping at a door that had a hoof-printed sign reading simply ‘The Box.’
The door opened onto a dark hallway, and the two mares made their way through to the end. “Ssh,” Coral Rose cautioned. “Stallions don’t want to hear a bunch of talking from in here.”
“Stallions?”
“Yeah.” Coral slid a cover back, and a shaft of light illuminated the inside of the box. Morning Glory moved to where she could see through the hole, realizing that she was looking in on the stallion’s shower room.
She wasn’t the best student, but she wasn’t an idiot, either. “This is a sex box,” she whispered.
“Told you today would be fun. I traded my shift with Coriander.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I am.” Coral Rose glanced out the glory hole. “It’s a little early, there aren’t any stallions out there yet. Long as we keep the slider open, though, somepony will get interested.”
****
The first stallion to approach was a businesspony on his lunch break. As soon as he saw the shutter was open, he started dropping; by the time he’d gotten his tie and jacket off, he was rock-hard.
“I’m taking the first one, so you’ll learn the etiquette,” Coral Rose whispered.
“Greedy.”
“Ssh, you’ll have your turn.”
There was a thump from the top of the box as he set his hooves in position, then his dick slid through, to be greeted by Coral’s waiting lips.
She backed up as he pushed himself in, taking only the very tip until he’d bottomed out against the box, then she slid her head forward down the whole length of his cock in one smooth motion.
The stallion grunted in pleasure, then shifted backwards before thrusting in again, banging his barrel against the box every time he rammed down Coral’s throat.
He had a hair trigger; after a dozen thrusts, he emptied his load and withdrew. Morning Glory watched through the hole as he walked back to his locker, his saliva-soaked member swinging between his legs as it retreated back in its sheath.
He took off his shirt and went to the showers—if she stood just right, she could see a few of them.
“So that’s sex box etiquette, huh?”
“Well...”
“Or were you just showing off?”
“It’s your turn next, we’ll see what you’ve got.”
****
It wasn’t long before the next stallion approached the box. He was younger, fresh out of college with a suit that didn’t quite fit, a slicked-back mane, and an ambitious look in his eyes. He looked like the kind of stallion who was assertive enough to be the CEO of a major company someday.
He was not as assertive when it came to sex. He got undressed and came over to the box, then stuck his muzzle right against the hole. “Hey, anypony in there?”
Morning Glory couldn’t help herself. “Stick your dick in and find out.”
His hesitant “Um, okay,” drown out Coral Rose’s snickers.
He didn’t match up to the first stallion in either length or girth, but then he wasn’t all the way hard yet, either.
Morning Glory waited until he was almost halfway in before licking his head, giving him a small promise of what was to come.
Now he pushed in eagerly, and she let him into her mouth until she reached his medial ring, tracing her tongue around the ridge before pulling back and concentrating on his head.
She bobbed back and forth, taking his cock deeper each time, letting her throat get used to the size of his shaft. She’d never tried to deepthroat before, but wasn’t going to be one-upped by her mother if she could help it.
Unfortunately, she didn’t get to find out before he came. Morning Glory hadn’t been anticipating it, and jerked back in surprise, getting a rope of cum across her face.
He was already pulling back out of the hole as he spurted a second time, and she didn’t think to move away fast enough, getting a second dose across her cheek and in her mane.
“Rookie mistake.”
“Shut up and give me a towel.” A glob of cum on her forehead was dribbling down towards her eye.
****
Morning Glory had gotten cleaned up before the next wave of stallions arrived.
“Do they take turns?”
“There’s a hole on the other side, too, so two stallions at once can use the box,” Coral Rose told her. “We can each take one, or I can take both.”
“As if.” Morning Glory started to turn, and then paused. “Wait, both? Like, you can get fucked in the box, too?”
“Up to you. Stallions don’t mind, as long as they’ve got something to stick their dick in.”
“Hmm.” She eyed the stallions approaching the box. “None of them look worth it.”
Morning Glory turned around, found the latch for the flap on the far side of the box, and slid it open. The view in that direction wasn’t as good; she could see a few cubbies and the back wall of the room and that was it.
She heard a thump above her as a pair of forehooves planted themselves on the box, and a moment later the sound of her mother deepthroating another dick.
When she’d been facing the other side of the box, she’d gotten a chance to look at the stallions as they approached. Now the best she got was a look at a tan barrel, stiff cock protruding. Brownish short-cropped tail, and then his hooves thumped down on the box and he slid his dick in, brushing up against her mother’s rump before Morning Glory leaned forward and wrapped her lips around his cock. He was shorter and girthier than the last stallion, and tasted of sweat.
This time she wasn’t going to make the mistake of letting him out of her mouth, but it wasn't easy; Coral Rose was swaying her hips and threatened to push her daughter away from the glory hole.
“Mmh, Beau, this one’s more your type,” she heard above her. “She’s all over my bell end.”
“Wanna switch?”
“Sure.” The dick pulled out of the box, and she saw forehooves drop to the ground.
A moment later, the second stallion came into view, his cock dripping with saliva. He was brick-colored with a mottled cock, and when he turned to face the box, she realized that he had a piercing in his head.
Deepthroat’s wasted on him. She focused all her attention on his head, making sure to tweak his piercing every time her tongue passed by, making him moan in pleasure.
He held out longer than the first stallion had, and longer than his friend, too. She heard hooves scrape off the top of the box and a new set plant themselves, and Beau was still going strong.
She shifted around and sat on her rump so she could stroke his shaft with her forehooves, and that was enough to set him off. This time, she kept him in her mouth until she was sure he was done and then let him pull back.
Her tongue was tired already, and she thought about sliding the cover shut and taking a short breather, but there was already another stallion mounting the box and she wasn’t going to leave him disappointed. She could just use less tongue and try to deepthroat him; he looked like he’d fit all the way in.
****
Coral Rose swallowed another load of spunk and wiped her muzzle off. There weren’t currently any more stallions queuing for the box, although on the other side one of them was still going at it.
Judging by how much she was moving, Morning Glory was really getting into her stallion. Judging by how high her tail was and how wet she was, Morning Glory really needed some release, too.
She’d been thinking of letting the next stallion mount her daughter, but currently there weren’t any next stallions, so she did the next best thing and brushed her hoof across Morning Glory’s throbbing clit.
Her daughter tensed and moaned and shifted back into the hoof, so she started rubbing in little circles, the way she liked it, the delicate touch that so few stallions knew.
Morning Glory melted like butter under her hoof, clenching and tensing and finally climaxing just as the next stallion stepped up to the box. Coral Rose was too focused on her daughter’s pleasure to notice him right away; he finally got her attention when his dick slid across her cheek.
She was good at multitasking, and kept working her hoof on her daughter as she started sucking the stallion off, playing her tongue around his glans and down the underside of his shaft.
****
Morning Glory hadn’t expected the sudden touch of a hoof under her tail, and she’d almost choked on the cock in her mouth when it happened, then she’d dived on the dick with renewed vigor, keeping time with the hoof pleasuring her.
She didn’t realize at first it was her mother, she thought that some stallion had stuck a leg through the hole and gone exploring, and had been surprised that was even allowed. It wasn’t until the stallion she’d been fellating finally finished that she got a chance to look back and see what was really going on.
Not that she objected; she desperately needed release and wasn’t going to object to the source.
It did open up a whole new avenue of possibility, and clearly one-upmareship was fair game.
There wasn’t a fresh dick waiting for her, not yet, and she wasn’t going to let the opportunity go to waste. Surely her mother also needed release; the fur on her legs was damp with arousal and her tongue wasn’tthat tired.
She brushed her muzzle against her mother’s rump and was rewarded with a flash of clit and a spurt of marecum, and that was all the invitation she needed; Morning Glory buried her face in her mother’s cunt and went to town, lightly flicking against her clit at first before her tongue moved on, exploring around her labia and then inside, reaching as deep as she could.
Coral Rose had started the race. Morning Glory was determined to win the race, and had a clear advantage since she could just focus on one thing.
Or two—she liked it when her stallionfriend played with her teats while he was eating her out, and she had a free hoof to reach between her mother’s legs, to stroke and slide against the sensitive flesh until Coral clenched around her tongue.
She was even more sensitive when she was orgasming, and it stood to reason her mother might be, too, so she slid her hoof across her mother’s udders and pressed her tongue as deep inside as she could, causing a second muffled orgasm right on the heels of the first.
And then it was her turn; Coral was frantically rubbing her clit while bobbing up and down the stallion’s length, her nose was full of the scent of her mom’s arousal, and she couldn’t hold on any more, shivering and sneezing as she climaxed.
Her stallionfriend thought it was adorable that she sneezed when she came; she thought it was embarrassing but couldn’t help herself.
Then it was time to focus again. A new pony put his hooves up on her side of the box, a royal guard who was still wearing most of his armor. A Royal Guard who was short and girthy and almost completely pink with only a few dark spots on his penis, and she took him in with no hesitation, wrapping her lips around his glans and sliding down his shaft to his medial ring before backing off, tracing her tongue around his head, then diving down to take him all the way in.
She wasn’t the only one getting a Guard; she heard the clatter of armor on the other side of the box and Coral Rose’s rump shifted against her cheek.
Her stubby little guy didn’t last very long before cumming and dismounting, to quickly be replaced by another.
It was time to escalate again, and this time she was going to be the first. Morning suspected by her mother’s hint earlier that spitroasting was a sex box option, plus Coral had been encroaching on the hole anyway so it wasn’t like she wasn’t expecting a good dicking.
She started the stallion off with a blowjob, but moved her head to the side, giving her mom the opportunity to shift her rump that way.
Morning Glory used her hooves to masturbate the stallion while she sucked him off; then, when the time was right, she pulled all the way off his dick and guided him under her mom’s tail.
He hesitated for a moment, the head of his dick against her folds, and then he thrust forward as much as he could, pushing a quarter of his length inside Coral Rose.
She was less interested in his response and instead focused on her mother—what would she do? Move away, or take him in?
Coral chose the latter, shifting her hips to better align with the stallion before sliding back, pressing her rump almost against the wooden wall of the sex box, giving the stallion nearly complete freedom and her daughter enough space to watch.
****
There had been plenty of days where Coral had soloed in the box. The familiar feel of an unfamiliar dick pressing against her pussy was nothing new. She lined up and backed into it, bumping against the far wall before moving forward far enough to give Morning Glory something to watch.
And only to watch; her daughter might have thought she’d won a minor victory, and perhaps she had, but she’d unwisely reduced herself to the role of a spectator, something that Coral was going to rub in.
She knew plenty of ways to drive a stallion to climax quickly, and used none of them. She concentrated on the stallion in her mouth, on giving him the most pleasure she could, while the other stallion set his own pace and Morning Glory watched on, her arousal rising with no outlet.
Almost no outlet; she reached a hoof back and began stroking her own clit, and that was a victory as far as Coral was concerned.
She swallowed a fresh load and teased her daughter with a hoof as the next stallion got in position, then pushed his dick to the side, letting it slide against Morning Glory’s nethers before taking it into her own mouth, his precum the sweet taste of victory.
And since she wasn’t a cruel mare, once she’d lubed him from head to root, she backed off and guided him under her daughter’s tail, teasing her from clit to dock before pressing his head against her tight butthole.
****
Coral couldn’t have known that her stallionfriend loved anal.
Or maybe she did.
Morning Glory didn’t know and didn’t care; there was a dick pressed up against her ponut and she knew what to do about that. She relaxed and eased back, letting him push her open until his flare was all the way inside, then she clenched down against his cock, stepping back until her rump was against the wall of the box. If she angled her hindquarters just right, she could press her aching clit against the box, too, and while a quiet voice in her head suggested that she could move forward just a bit, let her mom watch the stallion sodomize her, she was too lost in pleasure to give that idea any traction. She’d never been with more than one pony at a time, and all her attention was focused on her own pleasure. Her tongue explored the Royal Guard who was facefucking her, while her asshole clenched around the huge dick in her ass. Even the wall was getting some, the rough-cut boards and the bottom latch for the shutter in just the right spot to get her off.
The stallion in her mouth finished first, and she could have taken the opportunity to give her tongue a rest, but instead stuck her head back under her mom’s tail, teasing her clit before moving uninhibited to her asshole.
When the next stallion took his position, Morning Glory moved away long enough to guide him between her mother’s lips before returning to the sensitive ring just under her dock.
She felt Coral shudder as another orgasm shook her, another victory for her if they were still keeping score. She moved her hoof between her mother’s legs, rubbing against her teats and clit and the bottom of the stallion’s cock.
****
The mare’s locker room lacked a sex box, but made up for it with a pair of massage tables. Mother and daughter were stretched out on the tables, being worked over by a duo of masseuses, getting the tension out of the few muscles which hadn’t been fucked into oblivion.
“Told you I had something special for today,” Coral Rose said.
“Yeah.” Morning Glory hadn’t known it was possible for a mare to be sexed out, but it was. She’d lost track after giving her mother a rimjob; the rest of the day had blurred together into one orgasm after another. “All the girls in class are going to be so jealous, and I can’t wait to show Shooting Star what I’ve learned about deepthroating.”
The mare massaging her back twitched, then went back to work. She was a professional, and what her clients discussed was none of her business.
“And I’m going to have your Dad toss my salad all night long—I never knew a tongue up my butthole would feel so good.”
“I was skeptical at first, but damn. I’m so glad Shooting Star’s got an anal fetish, or else I never would have known.”
“Best Take Your Daughter To Work Day ever?”
“Oh yeah.” Morning Glory hoofbumped her mom. “Let’s get ice cream, and then surprise Dad with a threesome.”
