A Great Many Pies

“I can explain?” Pinkie Pie muttered weakly, wincing as she noticed a particularly large rivulet of seed drip down her mother’s shocked features.

The older mare blinked, dabbed a hoof against her face, and pulled it back, staring at the thick wad of seed that now stained her hoof as well as her face. As she continued to stare, her mind barely able to parse what had just happened, Pinkie continued to panic.

“Oh please don't be mad I was just really pent up and I was thinking about Marble and then-” The party pony groaned and slammed a hoof against her forehead. “Dammit Pinkie admitting you had incesteous thoughts about your sister is not helping!”

Cloudy Quartz didn't even seem to notice the increasingly panicked tone in her daughter’s voice as she continued to stare down in shock, only to look down at Pinkie’s somehow still hard erection. “Your still hard.” The older mare muttered weakly.

“I er, yeah?” Pinkie remarked. “It takes a few times before it finally settles down and- augh!” The party pony yelped, trying and failing to turn her body in such a way to hide her erection from her mother. “That's not important now mom!”

“I wouldn't say that, it seems quite important if you were willing to beat off on your mother’s face.” Cloudy replied with a smirk.

“Uh… what?” Pinkie muttered, her jaw hanging open as realization settled in.

“I’m just saying it seems like it's more important than you first let on, if you were willing to do that, while thinking of your sister.” Cloudy Quartz remarked with a shrug, her tongue slipping out of her mouth and licking up the wad of seed on her hoof. “Mmm, that's pretty good. Your high sugar diet has done wonders for your flavor my dear.”

“Who are you and what have you done with my mother?” Pinkie asked, whilst glaring at her parent.

The older mare shrugged, gulped down the cum sitting on her tongue and looked back at her daughter. “This is me, the real me I guess you could say.”

“Are you sure your not just the worst changeling in the history of ever?” Pinkie asked, evidently only half joking.

If Cloudy Quartz was annoyed about the comment, she didn't show it. “I became a different mare when I married your father, and after we split up I could finally be me again, I am sorry if it's that different dear, but I swear this is me.”

Pinkie Pie glared down at her mother’s cum covered features for a few more seconds before her face softened suddenly. “It really is you. But since when were you a… well how do I say it?”

“Cum slut?” Cloudy Quartz offered, making her daughter blush and her cock twitch, something that the older mare took close note of. “I suppose you could say it all started oh… how long ago was it since you and Marble fucked behind the tool shed again?”

Pinkie Pie’s open jaw slammed shut. “Eight years and four months.” She muttered.

“Ahh yes, about then you could say.” Cloudy Quartz used her hoof to gather up another load of cum, which she pushed into her mouth and swallowed after giving it an ample amount of time to roll around on her tongue. “On the day I found out two of my daughter’s little secrets I began to question the dogma your father had placed upon this family.”

“B-but I thought you two were both, well, you know.” Pinkie Pie muttered before making an exaggerated stern and neutral expression.

Cloudy Quartz giggled. “Oh Pinkie, sure I may have been that way when you were younger but after that fateful day the cracks had begun to show and I started to open up more, despite your father’s misgivings.”

Pinkie Pie rubbed her chin thoughtfully, trying to search her memory for a time where her mother could have done something close to ‘opening up.’ After several seconds of silence, Pinkie Pie began to remember all the small, almost imperceptible things Cloudy Quartz had done and said to her over the years which lay outside what Pinkie considered normal for her mother. “Oooh, so that's why you visited Ponyville without dad all those times!” She exclaimed excitedly.

Cloudy Quartz nodded. “He never condoned visiting you kids. He always said that entering your life was a ‘sure fire way to make them dependent on you.’” The older mare snorted and shook her head, the glasses hanging around her neck shifting soundlessly. “Which is obviously rubbish.”

“Wait a second, that doesn't really explain why your suddenly okay with, well, all this.” Pinkie Pie remarked, gesturing from her crotch to the older mare’s seed covered face.

“Oh Pinkie dear, it's simple.” The older mare smiled and took a tentative step forward. “I have feelings for you, and have had those feelings since the moment I saw you and Marble behind the shed.”

“Well yeah your my mom you have to love me!” Pinkie Pie half asked, half stated.

“Oh I love you alright.” Cloudy Quartz whispered huskily, taking another step forward, her muzzle mere inches from Pinkie Pie’s.

“I love you too mom.” Pinkie Pie said with a wide, nervous smile.

Cloudy Quartz rolled her eyes. “Not like that Pinkie, I mean love love.”

“I don't get it.” Pinkie Pie replied, her brain trying to reject what she already knew.

The older mare sighed, rolled her eyes once more, and took a step forward, pressing her lips against Pinkie Pie’s. The pink pony stood there in shock for nearly three seconds before her body seemed to move on it's own, parting her lips and allowing her mother’s tongue to enter her mouth. Both mother and daughter closed their eyes, their hooves reaching around one another’s neck as they fell into a kiss that was as passionate as it was overdue.

Slowly, after many minutes, the two parted once more, with the mare’s sharing an intense, and longing gaze that stared deep into one another’s eyes. “Wow.” Pinkie Pie muttered. “Your face is a mess.”

Cloudy Quartz giggled, leaned forward and planted another light kiss on Pinkie’s lips. “Thanks Pinkie, you look great too.”

“Well I mean you do look great too, but wowee that was a big one.” Pinkie Pie explained.

Taking a step back, the mother and daughter separated reluctantly, with Cloudy Quartz using her hoof to clean her face as much as possible. “You know that's the first facial I’ve ever received, your father was so very vanilla.” She commented.

Making Pinkie’s cock twitch against her barrel, and an excited grin to come to the pink pony’s face. “Really?”

“Oh yes. I don't think we did more then three positions our entire marriage.” Cloudy sighed. “He wasn't bad in bed either, just boring, I suppose.”

“Can we maybe, not talk about dad and his bedroom preferences, please?” Pinkie asked, wincing slightly.

“I’m sorry dear, how ever can I make it up to you?” Cloudy Quartz smirked and leaned a little closer. “Perhaps a blow job is in order?”

Pinkie Pie gulped, and raised a hoof, keeping her mother at arm’s length for the moment. “I need to know something first.” She demanded.

Her mother raised an eyebrow at the pink pony’s sudden seriousness. “Go ahead dear.”

“Was I…” Pinkie Pie gulped, and looked down. “Was I the reason you two divorced?”

“Oh Pinkie, my sweet, sweet girl.” Cloudy Quartz whispered, leaning forward and wrapping her hooves around the younger mare’s shoulders. “It was never your fault. You merely sparked an old flame in my heart that I had long since forgotten about.”

“B-but if Marble and I never-” Pinkie Pie began, only to get cut off by a gentle hoof against her lips.

“Be silent, my daughter. If it did not happen then, it would have happened eventually, but with something else. My little awakening was coming, whether you were the one to spark it or not.”

Pinkie Pie gulped heavily, wiping away a stray tear that threatened to slip down her cheek. “Are you sure?”

“Super sure.” Cloudy Quartz declared sternly.

For a moment the mother and daughter simply stared at one another, before the edges of Pinkie Pie’s lips slowly lifted and a wide smile spread across her face. A smile that suddenly vanished when Pinkie Pie gasped dramatically. “Oh my gosh, do you know what this means?”

Cloudy Quartz blinked. “That you no longer have to sneak away in order to jack off all over the crystals in the south field?”

“Well I mean that too, but also, you must be totally pent up since dad left!” Pinkie Pie grinned, and threw her forelegs around her mother’s neck. “How long has it been, like two, three months since you had some fun?”

The older mare paused suddenly, tapping her chin with a hoof as she stared up at the sky. “Nine, maybe ten months, I think.”

Once more, Pinkie Pie’s jaw hung open, only for the party pony to gain a stern look as she shook her head. “Oh that will simply not do one bit. When was your last heat?”

Cloudy Quartz shrugged. “A weak ago. Why?”

“That means your safe, good.” Pinkie Pie grinned. “Lets fuck.”

“What like here?” Cloudy asked, some of her confidence evaporating.

Pinkie Pie nodded vigorously.

“Like right now?” Cloudy asked again.

Again, Pinkie Pie nodded, this time even more vigorously.

“Well I…” The older mare paused, looked into her daughter’s eyes and shrugged. “Aww what the hell, lets do it.”