Disposing of the Evidence

Fresh linen sheets, rubbed with lilac and rose, then stored in a cedar dresser with a sprig of rosemary between each layer. That was the scent that invaded Twilight's nostrils as her face sat in front of Flurry's pussy. It would have been lovely, if the circumstances leading into this closeness had been more amenable.

"Are you just going to stare at it all evening?" chuckled Flurry. "Staring isn't going to help you out of this deal. Why don't you give it a taste?"

"I was about to," lied Twilight. In truth, she was considering grabbing the pictures and bolting, and reporting the activity to her parents before she could make more copies. Unfortunately, she didn't know if Flurry had multiple copies handy right at this moment. A quick puff of smoke, and all of her spares could go directly to a local news outlet, and they'd be in circulation before Shining could make his way up here. No, that was not a viable option.

She pressed her lips forward, meeting Flurry's labia. As she pulled away, the remnants left a taste on her lips. She had to admit, Flurry kept herself clean. She was half expecting to end up eating a creampie that had been stewing for several hours, but no. She was all cleaned out and fresh as a spring breeze.

Twilight's tongue inched forward, pushing apart the lower lips until she could go no further. She began wiggling the tip of her tongue, stimulating Flurry's interior as best she could.

"Stop being lazy, Twilight," commanded Flurry, grabbing her aunt by the horn and pulling her in closer. "I know you can go deeper than that. You're supposed to be showing me a good time, not putting me to sleep."

With her face now mashed against Flurry's genitals, Twilight started moving her tongue faster. She was in the thick of it now, and that meant she had little choice. For a long period of time, she would have to do what Flurry commanded. She had grown out of taking orders long ago, but now she had to.

"That's much better," moaned Flurry. "You've very clearly done this before. More pressure, though. You really need to push at those walls, or you won't coax anything out of me."

Twilight slowed her movements down, pressing and wiggling her tongue at every nook and cranny in Flurry's vaginal canal. If she wanted pressure, Twilight was ready to lay it on her with all the force her tongue could exude.

With a smirk, Flurry began to gently caress Twilight's face, soon devolving into running her fingers through her aunt's mane. "Isn't that so much better?" she smiled. "That's a good girl, pleasing her new mistress. Showing me exactly how she handled her old mistress. Mother should have trained you to do a bit better, though."

As Flurry's words fell on her ears, Twilight came to a decision. It was a decision she would later come to regret, but hearing anything that insulted Cadance was more than enough to trigger a wellspring of defensive emotions that whipped up into a whirlwind of thoughtless actions. This was a personal attack, and Twilight was ready to return fire. She wrapped her hooves tightly around Flurry's thighs, pulled her hips in closer, and assaulted the interior walls of Flurry's marehood while her cheeks applied a rigorous suction to the exterior, her teeth pressing hard against her niece's clitoris.

Flurry was shocked, to say the least. Twilight's tongue was giving her a harder lashing than she'd ever received from anypony. Not even the lesbians she'd had intercourse with had such a knowledge on how to pleasure a mare's most sensitive areas. All she could muster was to lay back and moan.

Twilight wasn't done, either. With a flash of her horn, Flurry felt this massive rush of surprising pressure in her breasts, as Twilight's magic roughly massaged her perky flesh. She made sure to pay special attention to her nipples, pinching and twisting lightly, just as she did with Cadance all the time. If Flurry was going to insult her mother's taste and Twilight's technique, she would be made to eat her words.

Within minutes, Flurry was driven over the edge; clamping down on Twilight's tongue, her ankles wrapped around her aunt's neck, and a splash of her vaginal discharge filled Twilight's mouth. One would think this was the end of this session, but Twilight did not relent, driving Flurry to climax four more times before revving down.

Flurry was gasping for breath as Twilight stood up and wiped her mouth. "Your mother was very thorough. She even asked me to read up on the subject of cunnilingus, which I did. Anatomically speaking, I know where all of your weaknesses could lie, and after a few years of practice, I know how to find them."

Flurry couldn't respond at the moment. Her mind was floating around, bobbing in a sea of pleasure. It's not that she hadn't felt anything like this before, but that was a surprise, and it had been fully overwhelming. She took a few minutes to just breathe and come to grips with what had just happened. When she was ready, she pushed herself up. "I underestimated you, Auntie Twilight," she panted. "I knew you'd done this before, but... Wow."

"Now, we had a contract," reminded Twilight. "You are contractually obligated to destroy a photo and its negatives." She folded her arms from her chair by the desk.

Flurry's horn glowed as she stood up. "Just one?" She pulled three out of the album. "I believe the deal had a line stating that if you exceeded my expectations, I would increase the number destroyed. Do you really only want one gone?"

Twilight scrunched down her brow. "No, I want you destroy as many as possible. But I held up my end, and you have to destroy at least one now. And I'm going to watch to make sure."

As Flurry stood up and wobbled her way over to the desk, she brought up two copies of each, as well as the negatives. Twelve items in all. "You don't trust me? Me, your loving niece?" With a chuckle, she tossed them into the fireplace and lit it up with the candle. "Three down, nine hundred and ninety-seven to go. I'll be in Ponyville next week, we can talk more then. You can return to bed now. We don't want the guards talking, right?" Twilight stood up and walked out of the door as soon as she was sure the pictures were gone and Flurry unlocked the door. She took a deep breath as she walked out.