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             Pumpkin and Pound’s Birthday Bash             
                       -by MCKeanG-                        
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                         Prologue                          
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Prologue
There was no birthday celebration quite like the year when you turn eighteen. It is always exciting when you reach the day when you are legally considered an adult. Once the big one-eight rolls around, you are granted the opportunity to partake in activities that were more suited for grownups. Better yet, you are three years away from being legally able to drink alcohol. It is always exciting when someone hits the age of eighteen, and today, two ponies get to experience it on the same day.
The day was January 14th, and it was on this day that Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake took their first breath into the world eighteen years ago. The two of them were twins and they were the offspring of Carrot and Cup Cake from Sugarcube Corner. They both grew up with the same babysitter, Pinkie Pie, who worked at Sugarcube Corner under the leadership of the Cakes. They both had known Pinkie for all of their lives, she had almost become like a big sister to them. Growing up as twins, Pound and Pumpkin Cake both shared in the pain of their “awkward phases.” When they both hit puberty it was time for Mrs. Cake to give them separate bedrooms. It was certainly for the best considering that they were a boy and a girl experiencing the same, yet simultaneously different changes in their bodies.
Pumpkin Cake hit her growth spurt like a car into an oak tree. By the time she was fifteen she had developed an amazing set of D-cup breasts, and two years later they would grow to a DD-cup. If nothing else, you could tell that Pumpkin Cake and her mom were related by the size of their asses. Pumpkin Cake’s booty had about half the plumpness of her mom’s, which even then was impressive, and the exact same shape. But her figure was not the full extent of her physical changes. Pumpkin Cake’s first few periods proved to be very painful and frustrating, but with some help from her mom she was able to adjust to the changes in her menstrual cycle.
Pound Cake was going through some changes of his own. The alone time in his room served as a gateway to masturbation through soft core pornography, which Mrs. Cake expected and preferred over a potential incident involving his blossoming sister. Pound often caught himself memorizing the size and shape of real-life boobs and booty within three seconds, and it didn’t matter which girl it was. He’s glanced at pretty girls while at school, his babysitter Pinkie Pie, and even his own twin sister and mother. Pound Cake had virtually no control over where his eyes traversed, but perhaps his biggest problem was down under. He loved Australians just fine, but down underneath his jeans was a penis that would grow erect even when he wasn’t looking at gorgeous women. To make matters worse, puberty made him very moody, the testosterone buildup and growing appetite making him easy to anger. Luckily, his dad Mr. Cake motivated him to start working out and building muscle. This put Pound Cake’s raging hormones to good use and would keep him from going hardcore on his porn consumption. Not only did he have an outlet for his sexual energy and his occasional anger, but his consistency got him a muscular figure that earned him a few glances from some of the hottest girls in school.
But, of course, Pound Cake’s new physique only turned the dial up for Pumpkin Cake’s sexual curiosity. The two of them were more well adjusted to their bodies, but when they both turned sixteen Pumpkin would sneak into Pound’s room so the two of them could practice making out. Since the two of them were anxious to start dating, they practiced making it to first base on each other. They figured that since they did everything together that this would be no different. Lucky for them, Mr. and Mrs. Cake never found out.
Now the Cake Twins are both eighteen years old, the awkward days of puberty behind them and the door open for a new kind of freedom. They decide to go out together for the day while Mr. and Mrs. Cake fill out orders and prepare for tonight’s birthday celebration with Pinkie Pie’s help. Pound and Pumpkin have some fun at the Ponyville bowling alley where Pound’s good arm helped pave the way to victory over his sister. After that, they head to a local barbecue place for dinner. This was where Pumpkin Cake got to use her own bits for the first time. After dinner, they walk out to the park to watch the sunset.
“What a great day,” Pumpkin Cake says, “me and my twin brother sharing our eighteenth birthday, it just feels so special.”
“I agree,” Pound Cake replies, “it’s so surreal to think that I’m literally sharing birthdays with someone who was born at the exact same time as me.”
“Well, technically I’m older than you,” Pumpkin Cake says with a smirk, “by a few minutes of course.”
“Heh, you’re really gonna take mom’s word for it,” Pound claps back.
“Hey, I wouldn’t know for sure if it took longer for you to come out,” Pumpkin Cake responds with a chuckle, “I kinda wish we could forget about puberty as well as we could forget our own birth.”
“You mean you wanna forget all those cute moments when we helped each other learn to kiss,” Pound says, making a kissy face at his sister who laughs and pushes him playfully in response.
“Pound stop it,” Pumpkin Cake says with an awkward smile, “I have a boyfriend now you know.”
“You’re welcome,” Pound Cake replies, further amusing his twin sister, “y’know you still owe me for introducing you to him.”
“Owe you?” Pumpkin Cake responds in confusion, “you didn’t even want a girlfriend.”
“Well, I do now,” Pound says, “I promised mom that I wouldn’t start dating until after I turned eighteen. I figured after dealing with an overwhelming amount of sexual tension, and with the fact that so many girls are interested in me…”
“It’s okay bro,” Pumpkin says, “I understand. I hope you find what you’re looking for. If you ever need my help, just let me know.” She lays her head on her brother who lays his head back in response. It was nice for Pound to have a girl like her sister care so much for him, and he returned those feelings toward her, knowing that she has the same level of dependence towards him.

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            Chapter 1- Pumpkin Cake Decorations            
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Chapter 1- Pumpkin Cake Decorations
The time is now 8:00 PM as Pound and Pumpkin Cake walk back to Sugarcube Corner for their celebration with their parents and surrogate aunt Pinkie Pie. They walk up to the door and Pound Cake is the one to open it.
“SURPRISE!!” What followed was an explosion of confetti courtesy of one Pinkie Pie’s party cannon. After the confetti cleared from Pound’s vision he let his sister Pumpkin enter before him.
“Hey,” a voice called out, “you can’t be chivalrous, that’s my job.” Pumpkin lays her eyes on the one who made that remark: her boyfriend Rumble. She runs up to him and gives him multiple kisses on the neck before ending with one massive kiss on the lips. “Happy birthday babe!”
“Thanks Rumble,” Pumpkin Cake responds, “and just FYI, it’s okay if my brother opens the door for me. It’s good for a guy to ensure that chivalry never dies after all.”
“Ah yes,” Rumble replies, “practicing for when he can finally get a date.”
“Hey, I’m more than capable of getting a date pal,” Pound claps back, “the only reason why it hasn’t happened is because the trick is to wait till the right moment.” Pound Cake was never into the idea of swinging from girl to girl that wanted a piece of him. As a result, his sister Pumpkin Cake ended up with a boyfriend before Pound found his special someone, and when it happens to be one of your friends, you tend to earn some flack from them.
“Waiting until someone introduces their twin sister to you?” Rumble teases, “gotta hand it to you, that’s a strategy that works.” Pound laughs at his friends ‘kind of insult/kind of compliment.’
“You can thank me later homeslice,” Pound responds.
“Alright boys enough teasing,” Mrs. Cake croons from behind the kitchen counter, putting the final touches on Pound and Pumpkin’s birthday cake, “it’s almost time to celebrate my dear sweet twins’ eighteenth birthdays.” Everyone goes to sit down at the dining room table, which had two seats reserved for the guests of honor. Mrs. Cake comes up from behind Pound and Pumpkin and places the cake in front of them on the table. The ceremonious birthday dessert had one half coated with orange icing, and the other with buttery yellow. The two sides were meant to capture the fur coats of the Cake twins, the blue and brown icing on the top and bottom complementing the design in the same way their manes did. It was topped off with two candles, one of them was shaped like the number one, and the other shaped like the number eight. This was meant to signify how Pound and Pumpkin were turning eighteen on the same day. It was a perfect cake design that was finished with the pink turntable that it was sitting on.
But the sight of the cake was not the only sweet view Pound and Pumpkin Cake bore witness to. They had realized that their own mother was wearing almost nothing underneath her yellow and pink apron. It was a good thing that Mrs. Cake decided to wear a pink lace bra since the apron only did so much as cover the crevice of her cleavage. There was definitely a party going on in her backyard, as Mrs. Cakes mammoth ass was only covered by a frilly lace miniskirt. There wasn’t even any thong to protect her privacy from the crowd, making her cloth ring less for hiding something, and more for attracting attention. Lucky for her the miniskirt went down far enough to prevent any obscene visibility.
Mrs. Cake sits down next to her son Pound Cake, who glows red from the thought of his mom wearing something so skimpy. Back when Pound was growing up, his mom was often the subject of some naughty fantasies. Anytime he saw his mom bend over or wear something revealing, he would acquire an erection as well as some new sexual activity for the catalogue in his brain. He would have wet dreams of Mrs Cake washing herself in the shower, making her tits and ass bounce as if her son was watching. Then he would walk in and ram her from behind, her sudsy ass bouncing against his cock. Looking at Pinkie Pie’s equally attractive backend would fuel up Pounds gauge even more. Other daydreams of his would have his mom and his babysitter kissing and hugging each other naked. The thought of them moaning of pleasure from their lesbian grinding made Pound instantly hard. His favorite daydream was one where Mrs. Cake and Pinkie Pie got oiled up and used a double-sided dildo. Their naked shimmering skin, their bodacious booties slamming against one another, the moaning as they present themselves like the slutty bimbos they were. Pound Cake suddenly gets a chill down his spine.
“Are you alright sweetie?” Mrs Cake asks as her son continues to blush heavily.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Pound says as he tries to fight the dirty thoughts that were flooding in his mind like a raging waterfall. Because he was older and had more control over his testosterone, his hard-on was coming on slowly, whereas four years ago it would have sprung up immediately. Still, he was flustered trying to keep his fantasies at bay. Pumpkin was just as flustered as her twin brother, considering she had invited her boyfriend Rumble to the party. She knew full well that Rumble had it out for older mares and even banged Button Mash’s mom on his eighteenth birthday. Nonetheless, the twins were happy to see and celebrate with the people they cared about, minus one. They sing “Happy Birthday” to Pound and Pumpkin as they blow out the candles in unison. Mrs. Cake carves out a piece of cake for everyone at the table. After she’s finished serving, she decides to undo her apron. She rolls it up and tosses it to the side, leaving her scantily clad EE-cup boobs on full display. As Pound chows down on his cake, he attempts to distract himself from the tantalizing sight of his moms almost naked body by bringing up something he was sure everyone had on their minds.
“It’s a shame Dad is missing out,” Pound says.
“Well you know how it is with bulk orders,” Mrs. Cake says with a smile, “I bake them, he delivers them, and then he gets home late. That’s what I love about him.”
“What? That he gets home late?” Rumble asks.
“Oh no no no,” Mrs Cake quickly dismisses, thinking that Rumble was probably misconstruing her words, “I mean I love that he’s so hard-working. He would work six hour shifts and then come home every night to play with Pound and Pumpkin. He would always help me to have a break from the hustle and bustle of being a stay-at-home mom to be one excellent father. If he felt like giving even more, he would get you two in bed early so we could fuck like rabbits.” That last sentence shocked the Cake twins, particularly making Pound blush again. For a second he had just managed to get the thought of his mom being bent over as she took an ass full of meat out of his head. Pinkie Pie, meanwhile, just bursts out laughing.
“What?” Mrs. Cake exclaims, “you two are eighteen now, I don’t have to worry about saying cuss words in front of you anymore.”
“Or talking about sex at the table? Or wearing…that?” Pumpkin Cake says eyeing her boyfriend to make sure he’s not getting any ideas.
“Exactly,” Mrs. Cake replies, “you’re at the adults table now. Nothing is off limits.” It seemed like Mrs. Cake actually wanted to show off her body to everyone at the table. Not many people could blame her though. Mrs. Cake was a plus-size woman, which meant that her figure was nice and large. Her hips were wide, her thighs were thick, her breasts were a generous EE-cup, she had a charmingly chubby belly, and her ass was bigger than two beach balls glued together. The best part was that Mrs Cake’s gorgeous physique was genetic, meaning that Pumpkin Cake had adopted some of the same physical traits as her mother. Especially in the ass department, which gave Pumpkin Cake a perfect hourglass figure.
After everyone finishes their cake, Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake get up from their seats to grab Pound and Pumpkin Cake’s birthday presents. When they come back, Mrs Cake is seen with three gift-wrapped boxes and Pinkie is seen carrying four. Pinkie Pie is also seen wearing something completely different than before. When she walked away she was wearing a white tank top accompanied by a blue jacket and yellow skirt. Coming back with the gifts, she was wearing a blue one piece v-kini that accentuated her voluptuous body. Her figure was about the same as Mrs. Cakes, E-cup breasts, wide hips, and a big bubble booty. The only difference was that Pinkie wasn’t chubby, making the places where she was thick look inconceivably succulent. Despite being an aficionado in sweets, Pinkie did a lot of cardio in order to keep her belly thin. Mrs. Cake didn’t have the time on her hands to exercise with having to take care of the twins, so the sweets that she enjoyed eating eventually made her belly, boobs, and butt bigger and fatter. Not that anybody minded, in fact, Pound Cake got into plus-size women thanks to his sexy mom. From the size of their tits and asses to the occasional pudgy belly, there was something Pound found sexy about the amount of flesh he could wrap himself around.
Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake place the Cake Twins’ birthday gifts down on the table. Each box was marked with their names and the names of the people that got them their gifts. Both Pound and Pumpkin got presents from their parents, Pinkie Pie, and Rumble. The twins thought about buying gifts for each other, but since they shared the same birthday, Mrs. Cake told them that it wouldn’t feel right for either of them to spend money on birthday gifts. The twins agreed since they figured spending the day together would be the perfect birthday gift they could give each other.
“Why don’t you go first sweetie?” Mrs. Cake asks her son Pound.
“Okay,” Pound responds, scanning the packages to decide which one to open first. He decides to start with the gift that was from his parents. It is contained in a rectangular box wrapped in birthday themed wrapping paper. Pound tears off the wrapping paper to reveal a white cardboard box. Once he lifts the lid off, he finds a collection of new clothes. First, a pair of red swimming trunks; then a black t-shirt themed ‘Magic-ish’, his favorite show to watch with his mom at dinner time; and finally, a blue tank top with a Hawaiian beach pattern. “Wow, these are so cool,” Pound exclaims.
“We thought you’d like them,” Mrs. Cake replies, “your father was the one who found the tank top for you while we were shopping at Fohls.”
“Aww, great,” Pound says, “I’ll have to thank him when he gets home, thank you so much mom.”
“I love you son,” Mrs. Cake responds, kissing her son on the cheek, her soft boobs slightly rubbing against Pound’s shoulder as she did so. Pound suddenly lays eyes on Rumble’s gift to him, which happens to have the familiar shape of a DVD case. He knew that Rumble was a gamer, but he didn’t own any gaming consoles, so it couldn’t have been that. Pound unwraps the wrapping paper to reveal a DVD copy of the movie ‘Con Mane: Cold Blood.’
“Tadaaa!” Rumble exclaims, “you’re first rated-R movie Pound.”
“Wow, thanks,” Pound Cake responds. The ‘Con Mane’ series was always too violent and risqué for Pound to watch when he was a teen, so the opportunity to dive into what movies with the R rating had to offer was a delight.
“Oooh… Cold Blood! I love that one,” Pinkie Pie says, “Especially the part where…”
“Up-up-up-pa!” Mrs. Cake interrupts, “no spoilers.”
“Hee-hee, sorry,” Pinkie Pie says, her face flushed, “I got excited.”
“Thanks Rumble,” Pound Cake says before eyeing his final present from Pinkie Pie. Surprisingly, this one was the smallest of the presents, and it appeared to be in a weird prism shape. Pound undoes the wrapping paper to unveil two gifts wrapped in one. The first was a jar of cake icing that was labeled ‘Pinkie’s Power Icing’, and the other was a Poni TalkDisc, a disc shaped AI device that you could talk to. “Wow, a TalkDisc, where’d you get the money for this?”
“I had some of my best buds pitch in,” Pinkie Pie says, “now instead of trying to play music by yourself on your phone, you can simply ask the TalkDisc to play it for you.”
“That should be useful for when you work out,” Mrs. Cake replies.
“Speaking of gifts that should be useful for when you work out,” Pinkie Pie continues, “I included a jar of Pinkie’s Power Icing. It’s cake icing that comes in whatever flavor you want, and it contains 20 grams of protein in each serving. So now you can experience the succulence of your favorite cake icing while also pumping yourself up with the protein you need to maintain your strong muscles.”
“Wow,” Pound says, in awe of what Pinkie just said, “that’s quite the sales pitch.”
“Thanks,” Pinkie responds, “I decided to give you a sample to see how you liked it, I can make some more if you do.”
“Thank you so much Pinkie Pie,” Pound says, “you’re the best.”
“Aww, no you are,” Pinkie Pie says with a blush. With that, there were only Pumpkin Cake’s gifts left.
“I’d recommend opening the one from me and Pinkie last hun,” Mrs. Cake says. Pumpkin nods and selects her first gift, which had the inscription, “To: Pumpkin, From: Dad,” written on it. She found it odd that her mom and babysitter would pitch in for the same gift, but not mom and dad. Regardless, she unwrapped the gift to reveal that it was a piece of jewelry contained within a ‘Rarity’s Gems’ box. When she opens it, she finds an amethyst emblazoned necklace that reads “Daddy’s Little Filly.”
“Aww, this is so sweet,” Pumpkin says as she takes out the necklace and puts it on.
“Oh, honey,” Mrs. Cake coos, “you look so grown up wearing that.”
“Not to mention, extremely beautiful,” Rumble says.
“Thanks babe,” Pumpkin responds. She lays her eyes on her gift from Rumble that appeared to be in a smaller box than the previous one. When she opens it, she finds a velvet case that she suspected contained some more jewelry. Pumpkin opens the case to find a pair of earrings that were shaped like cupcakes and had little hearts on them. “Oh my Celestia!” Pumpkin beams, “how much was spent on these?”
“100 bits,” Rumble reveals, “I knew today would be a very special occasion so I spent the last few months working for Applejack on the farm to pay for these earrings. There’s even a little message inside.” Pumpkin picks up the square-shaped card and reads the message aloud.
“You are my pumpkin, sweeter than honey, the apple of my eye…love you to the moon and back.” Pumpkin Cake tears up upon reading the heartfelt message. Although she and Rumble had been dating for a few months, he didn’t strike her as the romantic type. But the fact that he went out of his way to earn enough money to buy these earrings, and include a special message inside of the case they came in, made Pumpkin Cake’s heart soar. She hugs her boyfriend and kisses him many times on the nape of his neck.
“I love you too sugarplum,” Pumpkin Cake says, wiping away the tears from her eyes.
“I think you found yourself a keeper honey,” Mrs. Cake says with a wink in Rumbles direction. At last, Pumpkin reached her final gift, a large rectangular box from Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake.
“I can’t wait for you to see what’s inside,” Pinkie Pie says, bouncing up and down in excitement, not realizing how enticing it would look to the boys in the room. Pumpkin Cake tears off the wrapping paper to unveil a cardboard box that was held shut by a little bit of scotch tape. She opens the box to find that her mom and her babysitter got her…a lot of clothes.
The first layer was a purple dress with sequins on it, probably to wear for when she and Rumble went out on prom night. She removes the dress from the box to see that the next layer of clothes consisted of a blue sports bra and skin-tight leggings. Pumpkin assumed that this was to be worn whenever she worked out. She didn’t exercise as much as her brother did, but she did enough to give herself a healthy and flattering figure and a great amount of stamina. After she had removed her new workout gear from the box however, the next three layers of clothes were very easy to see. Pumpkin soon realized that this meant that her smooth and sexy skin would be easy to see as well. She pulls out a purple swimsuit that essentially was three triangular pieces of cloth laced together into a bikini. Thankfully, the top had some big triangles to cover her even bigger boobs. The next layer was black lingerie that instead was not meant to cover the unmentionables. The bra had open cups, the panties were crotchless, and the waist had a see-through miniskirt. This was definitely meant to be worn behind closed doors.
“These are a lot of clothes,” Pumpkin Cake comments.
“That’s not all,” Pinkie Pie says. Pumpkin Cake proceeds to remove the lingerie from the box and place it with the other clothes. What she finds at the bottom of the box shocks her the most. There was a black pair of shorts made of stretch fabric that said on the back, “Momma’s Phat Ass.” In addition to that, she found two large black stickers that were shaped like X’s.
“Where’s the top?” Pumpkin asks on account that there was no bra that would’ve probably said “Big Mommy Milkers” on it.
“Look again sweetie,” Mrs Cake answers with a more seductive look than before. It was that moment Pumpkin realized…the two stickers were the top. Pound and Rumble both realized this too, which made them both blush and inevitably grow erect downstairs.
“You see Pumpkin,” Pinkie Pie says, “all of those awkward moments you experienced as a teenager, the feeling of giving yourself to a boy, showing yourself off by wearing skimpy clothing and shaking your booty for him, it’s all led to this moment.” Pumpkin was growing more and more flushed. She didn’t know what Pinkie had in mind, nor did she know how Pinkie knew that she would occasionally close her bedroom door and put on strip shows for herself in the mirror. Pumpkin wasn’t sure how to feel about practicing some kind of sexy dance that she would eventually show to a man, but her friends convinced her that it would make her more attractive. Pumpkin was still confused as to what was happening, until she noticed Pinkie Pie directing her attention towards her twin brother.
“And don’t think that you don’t like what you see Pound,” Pinkie continues, her bedroom eyes glaring into Pound’s soul, almost telepathically draining him of his innocence, “you’ve grown fond of girls bodies over the years, especially ours.” Pinkie Pie jiggles her bulbous tits and Mrs. Cake follows suite.
“But you’ve been such a good boy,” Mrs Cake says in her maternal voice, which now had a more playful edge to it. She moves closer to her son, who was starting to grow more aroused despite keeping a desperate grip on his self-control. “You built all of this amazing muscle and waited until just the right moment to let a girl taste all of it.”
“Now that both of you are eighteen years old,” Pinkie Pie adds, “you’re of legal age to have sex. And what better way to celebrate turning eighteen, than losing your virginities.”
“Wait,” Pumpkin finally interjects, standing up in order to defend herself and her partner who was sitting right next to her, “doesn’t my boyfriend get a say in this?”
“Like he would object to having sex with you Pumpkin,” Mrs Cake responds, standing up and putting a hand on her hip. Pumpkin lets her guard down after her mom answers her question. Rumble had already bagged Button Mash’s mom, so it was likely that he knew what was coming.
“She’s right,” Rumble says, standing up and holding his girlfriend’s hand, “I would take every opportunity to get into bed with you babe, you mean that much to me.” Pumpkin Cake smiles at her boyfriends affirmation of his love.
“Well, okay,” Pumpkin says, “so I guess we should…”
“Hold on now,” Pinkie Pie says, standing up with everyone else before Pound joins them, “Rumble hasn’t seen you scantily clad before, we think it’s time to put your practice to good use.”
“We also want to make sure Pound is good and ready for his first time, don’t we?” Mrs. Cake says, turning her ass in Pounds direction.
“Yeah and that’s why we’re putting on a strip show,” Pinkie Pie adds, “and I suggest that you go get changed, I’ll go in your room with you so you’ll be less nervous.”
“I appreciate that,” Pumpkin responds. She was thankful that Pinkie was willing to watch her change and give constructive feedback. She definitely wanted someone there to help her prepare for what she was about to do. She and Pinkie walk upstairs to Pumpkin’s bedroom, meanwhile, Mrs. Cake sets up a couple of chairs for the two boys who were about to get a show they would never forget. She grabs the boom box from behind the counter and places it on top.
“So son, before we get started, I want to ask you a question,” Mrs Cake says, concerned that she probably made Pound feel like he had to go through with having sex with her and Pinkie Pie despite potentially being opposed to it “I know I’m probably too late to ask but, are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I know you don’t have a girlfriend yet and I just can’t help but feel like you want me and Pinkie to be your first time.”
“What kind of a man would I be if I were to turn down my chance to have sex for the first time?” Pound replies. He was slowly admitting that he had fantasized him and his mom having sex plenty of times, through both his words and his body language.
“Okay, good,” Mrs. Cake says with a sigh of relief, “now would you boys like to get naked for our strip show?” Pound Cake and Rumble take a look at each other and shrug as they proceed to take off their clothes. “I thought so,” Mrs. Cake says with a smirk, “it’s not exactly a lapdance without you boys getting to jerk off.” Once the guys are finished stripping, Mrs. Cake takes a moment to soak in the sight in front of her. Pound was in his full naked glory, hot muscles visible and his cock at full mast for all to see. Rumble had less muscle, but his member was still big and throbbing. Mrs. Cake did everything in her power to not suck them off like a dirty bimbo right then and there. Instead, Mrs. Cake just lets out an excited screech as Pound and Rumble take their seats.
“They’re ready,” Mrs. Cake calls upstairs for Pinkie Pie and Pumpkin Cake so that they can begin their threesome lapdance. The two of them walk downstairs to reveal Pumpkin Cake in her new clubbing attire. Pound and Rumble were in awe of her almost completely naked, not to mention, perfectly shaped breasts. She was a young beauty whose delicious physique nearly made the two boys pass out. With all of the dancers ready to begin the show, Mrs. Cake presses play on the boom box…
The song that plays is a song by Sapphire Shores called Cutie Booty, a song that Pumpkin would always dance to in her room. The tempo is at 199 beats per minute, which the three girls considered to be the best tempo for twerking and hip-swaying. Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake start popping their asses in each other’s directions, looking back at each other all seductively. Pumpkin Cake meanwhile, gets down to business with her usual routine. She turns her bubble butt towards the two naked boys and sways her hips from side to side, making her ass bounce as she did so. Pound Cake and Rumble are dumbfounded by the sight in front of them. They could only stroke their cocks slowly as they watched three slutty women, who happened to be women they were close to, shake and sway their great thicc cheeks.
When the chorus starts, Pinkie, Pumpkin, and Mrs Cake proceed to turn and face their audience before walking three steps towards them, swaying their hips as they did so. Pumpkin Cake, front and center, does a whole well choreographed dance sequence that she would always do at the chorus. It would start with her making a heart with her hands on both of her nipples, and then she would squat down and rub her legs before standing back up and jiggling her boobs. Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake, her backup dancers with Pinkie on Pumpkin’s right and Mrs Cake on her left, couldn’t follow that entire dance routine. Instead, they throw their arms up and puff their chests out, making their large tits bounce sensually. This also makes their asses jiggle too, so the three of them jump to face sideways and do the chest pop to make both their breasts and asses wiggle for the boys watching. They proceed to bend over and focus entirely on moving their bulbous booties.
“This is so hot,” Pound Cake says, still stroking his throbbing and leaking member.
“We’ve only just begun,” Pinkie Pie responds before walking up to Mrs Cake and turning around to twerk into her wobbling buns. The two girls were now shaking their asses against each other, which got them aroused, and pretty soon Pumpkin Cake walks behind them before turning around and jiggling her moneymaker as well. Pound Cake and Rumble were stroking their cocks even more now that the three girls were all shaking their asses into each other.
“You’re really getting the hang of this sweetie,” Mrs Cake says to her daughter.
“I think I have another idea,” Pumpkin Cake replies before turning to face the boys, “would it be okay if you too crush my head with these pillows of yours,” she says stroking Pinkie and Mrs Cake’s asses.
“Mmhmm…” Pinkie Pie says as she takes four steps forward. Pumpkin walks in between Pinkie and Mrs Cake and kneels down before they smush and rub their planets into each other with Pumpkins head in between them. It’s at this moment that Pumpkin gets so aroused that she starts stroking herself downstairs. She was having her hot mom and her hot babysitter give her an ass facial that she was sure Pound and Rumble wanted. All three girls were letting out moans of pleasure as they seduced the boys watching them to jerk off even further.
“Oh f-fuck~” Rumble moans, “I’m gonna blow!” This makes Pinkie, Pumpkin, and Mrs Cake all stand at attention.
“That’s our cue girls,” Mrs Cake says before she and Pinkie Pie walk up to Pound Cake.
“Want me to help you release sweetie?” Pumpkin Cake asks Rumble.
“Oh hell yeah babe,” Rumble responds. Pumpkin walks up to her boyfriend and kneels down, preparing to do what she had always secretly hoped to do. She places both hands on Rumbles thighs and strokes his balls and dick with her delicate tongue in one lick. Pumpkin does this multiple times, nearly going ballistic on the male parts in front of her, before taking Rumble’s length into her mouth.
Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie moves the parts of the V-kini covering her nipples into the crevice of her cleavage, leaving her bountiful breasts adorned with bright pink nipples unobstructed to the eye. Mrs Cake follows suit and takes off her bra, leaving her generous boobies naked. The two girls proceed to give Pound Cake a double tit-fuck, engulfing his 8-inch meat log in their soft boob flesh.
“Yeah, you like that huh?” Pinkie Pie purrs as she stares at Pound with bedroom eyes.
“Isn’t it fun being an adult?” Mrs Cake adds. They keep stroking his throbbing and leaking dick with their bulbous titties and even take turns giving the tip loving kisses. Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake lock lips with each other and soon assault each other’s tongues in a hot make-out session. This was everything that Pound Cake was hoping for. His ultimate birthday present for the year he became a legal adult was watching two girls that he loved very much make his sexual fantasies into reality. As he watches his mom and babysitter give him a slutty tit-fuck, all of the thoughts that he had from his puberty years were coming back at full force. They were kissing in real life, but in his mind they were scissoring. They were tasting each other’s pussies, slathering frosting on themselves for him to lick clean off. As Pound looks back down at what Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake were doing, still kissing and moaning as they massaged his member with their mammaries, he thinks about them being naked and oiled up as they kiss and fuck each other. And of course, his mind plays the image of them using a double-sided dildo for double doggy style action.
The best part was that now all of Pound Cakes fantasies could come to life. Since Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake were both so willing to tit-fuck him, he was sure they could do more as long as he asked for their consent. This revelation is enough to push Pound over the edge as spurts of warm and creamy semen coated the voluptuous breasts in front of him. Not long after, Rumble blows his load inside the mouth of a mesmerized Pumpkin Cake, her womanly instincts making her unaware that she could have pulled back. But instead, she chose to get a heaping helping of her boyfriend’s seed, and while it tasted weird at first, she grew to enjoy the salty flavor. Pumpkin Cake releases Rumble’s cock from her maw and swallows the gooey substance inside.
“Looks like you both enjoyed your first slice of the sex pie,” Pinkie Pie says.
“Oh yeah,” Pound Cake replies as Pinkie and Mrs Cake stand up in front of him, “I’ll have to ask for an encore performance sometime,” he adds, earning a laugh from his mom and babysitter.
“And I never knew that semen would be my new favorite flavor,” Pumpkin Cake says standing up, “but boy was that amazing.”
“It was amazing for me too babe,” Rumble replies as he stands up and tries to lean in for a kiss, only for a finger to be placed upon his lips.
“Are you sure you want to kiss me right now?” Pumpkin Cake asks, “I did just take a mouthful of your own cum.”
“Hasn’t bothered me before,” Rumble replies.
“Oh right…I forgot,” Pumpkin says, remembering that his virginity was already stolen by a select few mates before she came around.
“Well it doesn’t have to end now,” Mrs Cake says, “Pumpkin needs her cherry popped, and we need a bath.”
“And that’s where Poundy is going to lose his virginity,” Pinkie Pie adds, “let’s go sport.” Pinkie and Mrs Cake lead the way to the stairs while Pound follows close behind.
“After you dear,” Mrs Cake says to Pinkie Pie, “we should go single file.”
“Yeah, don’t want to get our balloon butts stuck on the stairs,” Pinkie Pie responds with a wink in Pounds direction as the three of them head upstairs.
“Well, we should probably head into my room, shouldn’t we hun?” Pumpkin Cake asks, putting on the bedroom look that she has never used in front of a real man.
“Let’s shall,” Rumble replies. The two of them hold hands as they walk up the stairs together, anxiously awaiting their first time.

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                 Chapter 2- Pumpkin Spicy                  
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Chapter 2- Pumpkin Spicy
Pumpkin Cake and Rumble walk upstairs to Pumpkin’s bedroom. Rumble was still naked and Pumpkin was still wearing her nipple stickers and booty shorts from the show she put on. Now the two of them were going to explore each other in a much more intimate way than they had ever before.
“Well,” Rumble says, “you gonna get naked too or what?”
“Of course hun,” Pumpkin Cake replies. She starts by taking off her black booty shorts, making sure that she was facing away from Rumble so that he could see. Pumpkin proceeds to turn back around and slowly take off her nipple stickers, leaving her bright pink milk duds exposed. “Well, we’re both actually doing this,” Pumpkin says before noticing that Rumble was still erect downstairs. This rekindles her enthusiasm and she starts walking slowly up to her lover, swaying her hips as she did so. Before long, she and Rumble are standing a mere half inch apart from each other, their naked body heat radiating off of each other. Pumpkin soon realizes that there is nothing to by shy about anymore and wraps her arms around her mate before kissing vigorously.
Rumble responds accordingly by wrapping his arms around Pumpkin and returning the kiss. The two of them revel in the flavor of each other’s mouths, invigorated by their nude bodies pressing against one another. They interrupt each other’s make-out session when they both decide to walk to Pumpkins bed in unison. It was as if they were communicating telepathically with each other since they don’t say a word when Pumpkin lays on the bed first before Rumble crawls on top of her.
“I promise to be gentle sweet cheeks,” Rumble says softly. Even without placing his head on her chest, Rumble could feel Pumpkin Cakes heart pounding speedily. He knew that she was nervous, despite the sexy half-lidded bedroom look she was giving him. It was understandable, considering that she had never done this before. It would probably be painful to take such a thick member into her vagina for the first time, but it would also make her a woman.
“I’m ready,” Pumpkin Cake replies allowing Rumble to begin his descent into his girlfriend’s nethers. He lets the tip go in first before playing around at the gate of Pumpkin’s womanhood. This makes her moan and shiver a good amount. Feeling the male sex organ poke and play with her already made Pumpkin Cake feel lewd. But the feeling quickly escalates when Rumble inserts half of his cock into her vaginal tunnel. Pumpkin moans louder, which makes Rumble pause for a brief moment before he leans in and places his hand on her chin. He pulls Pumpkin in for a kiss, helping her calm down enough so she can relax her vaginal muscles and allow entry to the rest of her lover’s dick.
Rumble snuggles his arms around the back of Pumpkin Cakes neck before she replies by wrapping her arms around him. The two of them were finally able to commence their first time making love. Rumble slowly thrusts his hips forward repeatedly, which hurts Pumpkin at first before she instantly treats it as the best thing she had ever taken in her pussy. The only times that Pumpkin had ever masturbated was with her fingers, meaning that she had never familiarized herself with the thickness and shape of a cock in her pussy. But the feeling of the throbbing member inside of her nearly broke her mind like it broke her hymen. Rumble and Pumpkin moan as they kiss and have sex like the horny couple they are.
“oh~ you like that babe?” Rumble purrs, breaking the kiss to give his girlfriend some sweet talk.
“mmngh~ good gracious <3” Pumpkin Cake moans in reply, “we are so doing this every week now.” Rumble celebrates in his head as he locks lips with his lover again. They start to quicken their pace a little and it isn’t long before Pumpkin starts making some sexy suggestions. “I want you to taste my tits,” she says. Rumble happily obliges, using one hand to grab her right tit and put her nipple in his mouth while using the other to hold onto her hips as he pounds her pussy. The sensation of having a man lick and nibble at her sensitive breasts made Pumpkin Cake lose herself in the moment.
“Yes yes yes good boy yes oh fuck oh” Pumpkin Cake moans as the pain she felt before was replaced by unquenchable pleasure. She starts to feel a feeling ramp up inside of her, a feeling like she’s about to urinate. With a loud moan, she lets out her first orgasm, spraying her juices onto Rumble’s still fully erect member. The spraying and squirting sensation makes Rumble quicken his pace before Pumpkin interjects. “Wait,” she says, “please lift my legs up, I want you to look deep into my eyes when you cum.”
“As you wish,” Rumble replies as he follows up on his aroused girlfriend’s request. He lifts up both of his partners legs and holds them close to his chest with his arms. He continues fucking Pumpkin Cake at a rapid pace. Pumpkin lets her arms rest as her cheeks turn a bright red and her tongue dangles out of her mouth in pure ecstasy. The sexually appealing sight for Rumble is only made more sexy by the hypnotic rhythm of Pumpkin Cake’s bouncing boobies. Moans and claps fill the room with their lewd orchestra as the two of them can feel their orgasms rapidly approaching. “oh fuck~ I’m g-gonna oh” Rumble moans.
“Yes baby!” Pumpkin Cake moans, “cum inside of me, it’s happening to me too! Oh! <3” With one last powerful thrust, the two lovers moan as Rumble ejects wave after wave of his love nectar into Pumpkin’s pussy. The two of them stare into each other’s eyes for about 10 seconds before Rumble suddenly grew worried. His fear quickly diminished when he glanced at the sight of a box of pills on Pumpkin Cake’s nightstand.
“Did Pinkie give you those?” Rumble asks.
“Yeah,” Pumpkin Cake replies, “she needed me to be properly prepared for our first encounter. Not that it’ll never happen though.” Pumpkin caresses Rumbles face lovingly, almost telling him that there was no other man that she would rather have kids with than him. With that exchange over and done with, Rumble pulls himself out of his partner before Pumpkin picks herself up until she is on her knees, eye-level with Rumble. “What do you wanna do now big boy?” Pumpkin asks. Rumble takes a moment to take in her feminine beauty as his mind thinks of something that gets his manhood immediately at full mast.
“Can you s-sit on my face?” Rumble asks, hoping that he wouldn’t be met with disgust from his girlfriend. Quite the contrary, her eyes perk up in pure excitement.
“Oh, you want me to use your face like a chair?” Pumpkin Cake replies with a sultry tone that was more serious than the one she attempted previously, “you want to taste my plump ass as it buries your kissable face underneath its might?” She proceeds to give a big kiss on the lips to Rumble before allowing him to lay down on the bed. Pumpkin Cake proceeds to present her beautiful ass to her lover, shaking it as she moves it closer to his face. “Let’s see if this seat is comfortable,” Pumpkin purrs before slamming her ass down on the eager boy’s face. Rumble sticks his tongue out in order to taste his girlfriend’s wet pussy, making Pumpkin Cake shiver in pleasure. “mmmnff~ I can’t quite get comfortable enough, ah…” Pumpkin says as she moves her booty around in order to absolutely smother her boyfriend with the pillowy softness of her thick cheeks. She gyrates her hips back and forth so her pussy can feel the newfound sensation of having Rumbles tongue massage her most sensitive spot. “oh f-fuck me this feels good~” Pumpkin moans, surprised that she was no longer bashful over showing herself off in such a lewd manner. Rumble kept moaning as his face was covered in the soft plumpness of his girlfriend’s asscheeks. Pumpkin Cake gets the mischievous idea to move her legs and feet down Rumble’s torso and fondle his cock with her feet. This meant that more pressure was applied to Rumble’s face with Pumpkin’s glorious ass, something that almost made Rumble pass out. It didn’t help that Pumpkins feet stroking his cock was a brand new sensation to Rumble that turned him on to no end.
“You like that babe?” Pumpkin Cake croons. Rumble was unable to elicit a response as his mouth was buried deep underneath Pumpkin’s hefty caboose. “I’ll be honest, this seat is getting a little boring, let’s try something else,” Pumpkin says as she crawls over Rumble and hovers her phat butt over Rumbles slowly leaking penis. She slams herself down, inserting Rumbles cock back into her nether regions. “mmngh~ very comfy,” Pumpkin exclaims, “I wanna bounce up and down on it.” She raises her ass and gives it an enticing wiggle before slamming back down and repeating the process. Pumpkin Cake and Rumble both moan excessively as they bang in the reverse cowgirl position. Rumble is sent into a trance by his girlfriend’s bouncing bubble butt, his tongue dangling wildly. Pumpkin’s virginity was successfully eradicated as she reveled in the sexual intercourse she was having. The pleasure made her eyes roll to the back of her head and the color of her cheeks had changed from pink to red. The rhythm of Pumpkin’s bouncing got progressively faster until Rumble could feel himself nearing the edge.
Suddenly, Rumble pushes himself up and wraps his arms around his lover. He grabs Pumpkin Cake by her tits and starts bouncing up and down on the bed. The two of them were rendered into a state of euphoria, bouncing and fucking like animals. Rumble’s dick throbbed inside of Pumpkin Cake’s sensitive lady walls, ready to unleash it’s thick seed. “P-Pumpkin,” Rumble moans, “I’m gonna fucking blow my load again~”
“Yes! Fuck me! Cum in me! Make me a woman! OOH! <3” Pumpkin Cake yelps as she explodes with her feminine juices. Rumble thrusts himself backwards and takes his girlfriend with him as he unloads a flood of splooge inside of Pumpkin Cake. After one last moan, the two of them fall quickly down from their sexual high. Their heart rates return to normal and Rumble’s member slips out of Pumpkin’s vagina as it shrinks and softens. Their breathing slows down and soon the two of them feel the urge to fall asleep on each other.
“That w-was a-a-mazing,” Pumpkin Cake says, still in awe over the fact that she was no longer a virgin.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it babe,” Rumble replies, “that thing you did with your feet was awesome.”
“Thank you hun,” Pumpkin Cake responds, “maybe one day I can stroke that thing of yours with my ample rump.”
“Yeah, I was genuinely surprised that you were already down for sitting on my face despite your inexperience,” Rumble says, “Not gonna lie, I was impressed.”
“Glad to hear it,” Pumpkin says, “I knew that I wasn’t going to be your first time so I wanted to make sure my performance was up to par. I’ve done my research you know.”
“Maybe next time I can show you my trick to covering your body in cum like I did to Button Mash’s mom,” Rumble replies, eliciting a laugh from his beautiful partner.
“Good thing you didn’t try that tonight,” Pumpkin says, “Mom, Pinkie and Pound were already busy using the bath.”
“Speaking of which, I wonder what they’ve been getting up to,” Rumble says.
“Probably a whole lot of threesome sex in the bathtub if you ask me,” Pumpkin Cake says, making herself and her partner laugh in unison. The two of them get off of the bed momentarily before Pumpkin Cake undoes the covers. “Oh, did you want to…” Pumpkin Cake asks, unsure if Rumble wanted to stay for the night.
“Already packed a bag of clean clothes before coming here,” Rumble answers, “your mom said that she wanted me to prepare myself in case I ended up spending the night here. What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I just left after sex?” Pumpkin’s heart is touched by Rumble’s last comment. Despite his boyish exterior, he was a stallion with a heart of gold. The two of them climb into bed together and throw the covers over themselves, getting comfy for a good night’s sleep.
“Maybe tomorrow morning we can use the shower together,” Pumpkin Cake says with her newly inherited bedroom stare.
“Absolutely,” Rumble replies, “I love you Pumpkin Cake.”
“I love you two Rummy,” Pumpkin replies as the two of them lock lips and make out until they slowly drift off into their slumber. It was the perfect way for Pumpkin Cake to cap off her 18th birthday celebration.

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      Chapter 3- Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake Get Pounded      
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Chapter 3- Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake Get Pounded
Pinkie Pie, Mrs. Cake, and Pound Cake walk upstairs and into to the bathroom. The interior of the bathroom was made up of baby blue tiles on the walls and large white tiles to make up the floor. It was also spacious as it came equipped with two sinks, a toilet, a shower in one corner of the room, a shelf containing towels in another, and a large bathtub that took up one whole side of the room. The decor was complete with a pink rug on the floor, and candles in a couple of corners of the tub. The other two corners were reserved for a bottle of body wash and a scrub brush. The only thing abnormal about the decor was the deflated beach ball and inner tube inside of the tub, which Pound Cake was sure was going to come into play later. This lovely decor was going to be the place where Pound Cake would lose his virginity.
Better yet, he was going to lose his virginity to his own mom as well as his babysitter Pinkie Pie. The two girls were still dawned in what they were wearing for the lap-dance. Pinkie Pie had recovered herself with her skimpy slingshot bikini while Mrs. Cake still had her boobs flailing freely without any bra to constrict them. What made these two women all the more attractive to Pound was the fact that they were both about eight inches taller than him. They could easily squish their voluptuous jugs against Pound’s head if he was in between them. The thought of that gave him goosebumps, the thought that he could be right in between them as they made out with each other, negligent of the fact that there was a boy getting crushed in between their soft cream puffs. Pound would love every minute of that, but the time for fantasizing was at its end. He was now in the presence of the very women who were going to give him what he always wanted.
“Did you enjoy our dance Pound?” Pinkie Pie asks, looking back at the young stallion seductively.
“Oh, i-i-it was amazing,” Pound Cake replies, his cheeks slowly turning pink.
“Then you’re gonna love this,” Mrs. Cake says as she walks over to the bath tub and takes the beach ball out before beginning to blow it up.
“You see Pound, there are a lot of pretty girls out there in need of a big strong man to save them from their horniness,” Pinkie Pie says, “now that you’re an adult, you’ll need to be the one that will come to the rescue.” Pound Cake got really aroused hearing this. He loved being told that he was a sexy superhero who could come to the rescue whenever a girl, or group of girls, needed to have their orgasms fulfilled. Mrs. Cake finishes blowing up the beach ball and plugs the air in shut.
“Could you be a dear and blow up this pool float for me Pinkie?” Mrs Cake asks.
“With pleasure,” Pinkie responds as she takes the deflated donut from Mrs. Cake and begins taking deep breaths, filling it with her air. Pound could not deny that seeing his babysitter’s gifted chest puff out as she breathed in, and her eyes rolling backwards as she breathed out, was really enticing to watch. Suddenly, Mrs. Cake approaches Pound with a sexy look on her face.
“Take for example, a pool party,” Mrs. Cake says, “there are two girls that are starting to feel all hot and bothered with no man around. Now, they could help each other relieve their sexual tension…like this.” She walks back to Pinkie who fully inflates the pool float with one final blow that induced a half-lidded, cross-eyed, and trumpet-mouthed expression. She plugs it up to trap the air in before attempting to fit it around her. Pound and his full-mast erection are in awe as the float gets stuck at Pinkie’s gigantic pies. “Let me help you with that girlfriend,” Mrs. Cake says with a half-lidded expression. Pinkie moans as Mrs. Cake manages to squeeze the undersized inner tube past her watermelon boobs.
“Thanks bestie,” Pinkie responds before pulling the sexy baker in for a kiss. Pound couldn’t believe what he was witnessing, his fantasies were coming true and he was loving it. Mrs. Cake reaches behind Pinkie and squeezes her bubbly booty while she places a hand on Mrs Cake’s left cheek and plays with her hair with the other. Their two large sets of boobies squeeze against one another as Pinkie and Mrs. Cake enjoy their passionate make-out session. The two girls moan as they tongue-wrestle, all the while Pound slowly strokes his erect cock. The two girls then transition into a face-sitting position with Pinkie Pie on top of Mrs. Cake. The pink mare rubs her ass against Mrs. Cake’s face rhythmically as the two of them moan from the pleasure of their lesbian sex.
“oh~ I’m so horny,” Pinkie Pie says as her insatiable libido takes her over. After another minute of this, the two girls move on to rubbing their pussies and asses against the beach ball while facing away from each other. Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake moan as they pleasure each other and give a sexual display for the boy that was watching them. Before long, the two girls cum, though they are far from satisfied.
“I don’t know if we can satisfy ourselves by having sex with each other Pinkie,” Mrs. Cake says, “I think we need a man.” Suddenly, Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake, turn their bedroom expressions toward Pound Cake, who was still standing there naked and ready to take the plunge into their pussies.
“Pound Cake to the rescue ladies,” Pound says as he walks up to them and places his hands on their heads before bringing them together until the two sets of lips were kissing his dick. Pound begins to move his hips back and forth, rubbing his member against the wet lips and tongues that soon began to wrap around it. Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake move themselves closer to better make out with each other while Pound’s cock provides a long, firm, and musky barrier. The bathroom acoustics echo the sound of Pound Cake’s moans and Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake’s loud slurps and licks.
“Oh Pinkie, why don’t you blow this inflatable pool toy while I get the bath going?” Mrs. Cake asks.
“Yes ma’am,” Pinkie replies. Mrs. Cake stands up and goes to turn on the bath, but not before Pinkie gets in front of Pound’s member and begins her blowjob with something extremely lewd.
PPPTTBBBBBHHH ~GASP~ PPTTBBBBHHH
Pinkie Pie literally blows on Pounds cock like she was blowing up an inflatable. She even added to the lewd display by moving her head side to side and crossing her eyes on the second blow. Despite the sudden pleasure that mostly made him moan, Pound felt himself chuckle at the absurdity of his babysitter making a silly face and sound as she sucked him off. Suddenly, the sound of the water running filled the room once Mrs. Cake turned the water on. However, that didn’t deter Pinkie Pie from making lewd noises as she continued to treat Pound’s cock like an inflatable.
pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh
This causes Pound to moan as he watches Pinkie raspberry his penis with her cross-eyed fish-lipped expression. She even shakes her ass to add to her bubbly bimbo appearance. Pretty soon she starts bobbing her head up and down, still emphasizing her slippery and guttural noises as she sucked off Pound Cake. It isn’t long before Mrs. Cake removes her miniskirt, now leaving her completely naked, and gets in on the action. She raspberries her sons balls before she starts sucking them vigorously. Now both girls were giving Pound Cake a wet sloppy noisy blowjob.
“mmm… ppttbbh… ~glug~ ~slurp~ aah… ~smack~”
Both Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake pleasured Pound with all they could muster. This went on for about four minutes of Pinkie and Mrs Cake sucking Pound off like it was all they could think about. Pound Cake could have sworn that he was dreaming, with these two busty big booty girls looking like all they could focus on was tasting his large musky cock. Mrs. Cake suddenly removes her mouth from Pounds balls and crawls behind Pinkie.
“Could you lift your butt up for me Pinkie dear?” Mrs. Cake asks. Pinkie Pie complies, still sucking on Pounds cock, and gets her bubble butt on her knees. “No birthday party would be complete without blowing up some balloons,” Mrs. Cake says before giving Pinkie a taste of her own medicine. With a powerful blow, she begins attempting to blow up Pinkie’s ass like it was a balloon. Before long, Mrs. Cake is also on all fours, sucking and licking Pinkie Pies anal crevice. Pinkie shakes her ass in response, giving Pound a delicious view of two girls performing oral on him and each other, all the while they shake their asses for him like the good sluts they were.
“Oh~ y-you girls are so f-fucking hot mmm <3 I’m gonna blow…” Pound exclaims as Pinkie Pie quickens the pace of her pleasure, ensuring that she gets to taste the flood of spunk that was yet to come. After two more minutes, Pound grabs Pinkies head and thrusts his hard member down her throat before ejecting a tsunami of his cum inside of her. Pinkie Pie nearly passes out from the sensation of having let her mind melt from the pleasure of being a pretty little slut for the birthday boy. Mrs. Cake stands up and Pinkie slips Pounds cock out of her mouth.
“The bath is almost full, would you mind adding the bubbles to it Pinkie?” Mrs. Cake asks.
“I wouldn’t mind at all,” Pinkie Pie responds, “she’s all yours buddy,” she says to Pound. She walks away to grab a bottle of lavender-scented bubble bath fluid. Pinkie opens up the bottle and pours some into the area underneath the running water. Meanwhile, Pound Cake looks at his beautiful naked mother as she lays on the floor and opens up her arms. Pound merely walks over and climbs on top of Mrs. Cake as she wraps her arms around him. The two of them fully embrace each other sexually as they start tongue-kissing each other. Pound Cake lines himself up with his moms waiting vagina before sliding his firm meat stick inside.
“OOooOhh…” Mrs. Cake moans as she and her son begin having sex right there on the floor. Pinkie Pie stole Pound Cake’s oral virginity, but now his mom had stolen his real sexual virginity. Mrs. Cake wraps her legs around Pounds back as he thrusts himself into her. She sprays her feminine juices all over her son’s dick and balls, and Pounds nut sack flails and slaps against his moms booty.
“You fucking like that? Nnngh” Pound asks Mrs. Cake, who was in a state of ecstasy over her son’s throbbing member fucking her pussy with reckless abandon.
“oh hell yeah…aah~” Mrs. Cake moans, “you’re such a fucking stud with that fucking dick in my pussy…ooh~” She gets so aroused that she takes Pounds head wraps her arms around it, smothering his face with her massive mommy milkers. “Your father loves it when I do this, do you?”
“Mmhmm,” Pound Cake replies, his voice muffled by his moms vast valley of soft boobage. Pinkie Pie had finished adding the bubbles to their bath and turned off the water shortly after. This left the sound of Pound Cake and Mrs. Cake’s first-time sex completely unobstructed. Pinkie gets so aroused that she takes off her one-piece bikini. She has to loop it through the pool float she had around her because it was so small that it couldn’t go past her thicc jello caboose. Not that she minded though, she figured that it was a nice touch to her gifted physique.
“Hey Pound,” Pinkie Pie says “you should hit her from the back.”
“I agree dear,” Mrs. Cake responds, allowing Pound Cake to stand on his knees. She then turns around and gets on all fours, allowing her son to get the best view of her big beautiful buttocks. Pound places one hand on his moms ass and uses the other hand to insert his still stiff peen back into her. After which, he places both hands on Mrs. Cakes ample rump and begins thrusting hard. Pound loved this position and thought about it every time he thought about having sex with either his mom or Pinkie Pie. The idea of having a girl bent over for him so he could watch her booty bounce as he fucked her really turned on Pound. Mrs. Cake loved this position too as she generally loved being more subservient in the bedroom.
“oh~ that’s how you do it son,” Mrs. Cake moans, “you’re such a f-fucking man now mmm…”
“Yeah that’s right, ooh~” Pound Cake replies. Pinkie gets really turned on watching them mate like wild animals, but she decides that she wants in on the fun too. She kneels down next to Pound and wraps her left arm around him. Pinkie Pie lightly caresses his left pec and leans her head in for a kiss. When the two of them start tongue-kissing, Pound uses his right hand to hold Pinkie’s chin, still holding Mrs. Cake’s left butt cheek with his other hand. This allows Pinkie to use her right hand to caress Mrs. Cake’s other butt cheek.
“Yeah, you like your mommy’s fat ass don’t you Poundy?” Pinkie Pie purrs.
“Oh hell yeah,” Pound Cake replies. Once he reconnects mouths with Pinkie, his right hand moves down her back and gives her ass a light squish, causing Pinkie to let out an aroused moan. She’s even more aroused when Pound decides to reach underneath and massage her clit, causing her to leak uncontrollably in pure heat. “i-i-it’s coming again, unngh~ I’m gonna c-cum.”
“Yes! Fill me son, oooh <3 fill mommy with your manly seed,” Mrs. Cake exclaims. After another minute of fucking, Pound Cake hits his orgasm like a freight train, flooding his mom with his thick semen. Mrs. Cake fills the room with one loud drawn-out moan before her son’s penis slips out of her coochie. Pound was still hard, save for a little sagging due to the hard sex.
“The bath is ready,” Pinkie Pie says. They all stand up before walking over to the bathtub, which was now filled to the brim with hot water and lavender-scented foam. They all step in and let out a collective “ahh” as they descend their bodies into the hot water. Pinkie had readjusted her pool float so that it was up to her supple tits, which were accentuated by the fact that the pool float was squishing them into a different shape. Pound Cake was fully erect again, the warmth of the bath enveloping his dick like a liquid scarf. Most importantly, he was now taking a bath with two sexy naked girls that happened to be deeply close to him. Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake scoot closer to Pound until their shoulders are touching his.
“I hope you’re enjoying this dear,” Mrs. Cake says.
“Heck yeah, thanks mom,” Pound Cake replies.
“You like getting to be this close to my naked breasts?” Mrs. Cake asks Pound, who merely nods his head while staring at his mom’s voluptuous bust.
“Speaking of naked boobies,” Pinkie Pie says, “I’m trying to find a way to get this inner tube off of me. I know Poundy probably likes when my tits get squished, but they’re so big I’m beginning to get uncomfortable.” Pinkie was not exaggerating, both of her boobs could take up the space of two mixing bowls. Despite how sexy she looked in her inner tube, her vision was half obstructed by her squeezed jugs. Pound Cake thinks of a way to get his babysitter’s udders unstuck when his eyes land on the bottle of body wash that they had.
“I have an idea,” Pound announces, grabbing the bottle of body wash before moving over to face Pinkie Pie. He pops open the bottle and squeezes the purple thick substance onto Pinkie’s mountainous chest. He hands the bottle to Mrs. Cake, who puts in the corner behind her, and rubs the body wash into Pinkie Pie’s breasts with his hands. Pound cups water into his hands and pours it onto her lathered melons before rubbing in the body wash more to create more suds. Suddenly, Pounds task of lubing Pinkie’s chest to better remove the inner tube became more about getting to feel her breasts.
The skin was soft and plump and Pound could feel a slight heftiness whenever he lifted up Pinkie Pie’s humongous milk bags. He looks up at Pinkie, who starts smirking at him with a half-lidded expression, before standing up to present his manhood to her. Pound firmly places both hands on the side of his babysitter’s boobs and without warning sandwiches his sausage in between them. Pinkie Pie doesn’t fight back whatsoever, she had expected something of this nature to happen since sexual escapades were happening all night.
“Haha, no fair mmphh~ you just wanted a titty fuck, ooh~” Pinkie Pie says as Pound thrusts away at her tits.
“The look in your eye told me that uungh~ you also wanted it,” Pound Cake replies. Pinkie Pie leans herself backwards and rests her arms on the rim of the tub, letting Pound have his fun with her birthday cakes. He moans softly from the sensation of fucking his babysitter’s tits as though it were her equally enticing ass. The plumpness of Pinkie Pie’s fun-bags combined with slipperiness of the water and suds on them made Pound’s dick pulsate with pleasure. As he continues fucking her plump boobs, Mrs. Cake cups more bath water into her hands and pours it onto them, rinsing Pinkie Pie’s huge udders. Pound keeps going until the suds are gone before helping Pinkie out of her inner tube. She puts her arms up, and after a bit of pushing Pound is able to free Pinkie’s marshmallows from their confines. She shakes her breasts in celebration of them being able to bounce freely.
“Whew, why wear a pool float when I already got two big ones on my chest?” Pinkie Pie says with a giggle.
“Speaking of which,” Mrs. Cake says, “wanna do that thing that we always like to do Pinkie dear?”
“With pleasure,” Pinkie Pie responds, standing up and walking towards Mrs. Cake before turning around and bending over. She places her hands firmly on the edge of the tub and wiggles her ample rump in front of the birthday boy.
“You’re gonna love this honey,” Mrs. Cake says to Pound before squeezing body wash onto her own chest. What happens next nearly makes Pound topple over. As soon as his mom applies the body wash onto her, she bends over and uses her tits like two thick sponges to wash Pinkie Pie’s gifted posterior. Pinkie moans from the sensation of having Mrs. Cake’s plush boobs rubbing up against her buttocks. Pound is astounded by this lesbian action taking place and walks towards the two horny babes for closer inspection. Mrs. Cake puts her hands on Pinkie Pie’s forelegs and squats down before continuing to use her soapy boobs as a way of washing the party planners ass. This was definitely one occasion where Pound Cake wanted to be in the middle of that sandwich of plump tits and ass, maybe while getting jerked off by his slutty mom. He’s amazed that Mrs. Cake’s supple breasts were almost the same size as his babysitter’s moneymaker. Pound’s eyes are suddenly directed to his mom’s humongous booty as it moves up and down with it’s owner’s movement, almost appearing as if it was floating on the surface of the bath water like two blue beach balls. He begins jerking himself off at the sight of his two luscious lovers playing with themselves in such a gratuitous manner.
“You like what you see Pound?” Pinkie Pie says with a hungry half-lidded glare.
“Hell yeah,” Pound Cake replies before something catches up to him in his head. Something that forces him to halt his worm-tugging momentarily. “Wait, you two have done this before?”
“Mmhmm,” Mrs. Cake responds, “we come in here to do it all the time, among other things of course.”
“Does dad know?” Pound asks, slightly spooked by the problematic implications of what his mom just admitted to.
“Of course he does,” Pinkie Pie replies, “we even let him join us sometimes.” Suddenly all of the blood that was once in Pound Cake’s head made a detour down to his lower body, causing his cock to spring higher than ever before.
“As if you two girls couldn’t get any hotter,” Pound says, “I want to finish you off Pinkie.”
“By all means buddy,” Pinkie Pie says, shaking her rear once more. Pound Cake walks up to the bent over party girl, ready to fill her to the brim with his muscular spade. He claps her booty in-between his hands before letting his dick rest inside the crack.
“Best birthday ever!” Pound Cake says before sliding himself into Pinkie Pie’s asshole. He looks down at his bimbo lover and fucks her without restraint, making her ever-enticing ass jiggle with each impact. Plaps could be heard throughout the room alongside Pinkie Pie’s slutty moans.
“Oh! Oh! Ohh! Ohmmnnghh~ yeah!” Pinkie Pie squeals like a whore as her ass is pounded by the Cake behind her. Pound Cake suddenly felt something soft press up against his back. Judging from the way the skin felt plush and the sudden eruption of suds he was feeling on his back, Pound could only conclude something that made his spine shiver in the best possible way.
“You’re such a dirty boy,” Mrs. Cake says as she rubs her shampoo-covered tits against her son’s back. She scrubs her two mommy sponges up and down his back, eventually making it to pounds ass that kept moving based on how rapidly he was thrusting himself into Pinkie. He did slow down, however, once he felt the plump and sudsy milk jugs on his butt, allowing Mrs. Cake to give it a wash. Once she finishes, Mrs. Cake pours more shampoo onto her hands and wraps her arms around her son. Pound Cake continues to fuck Pinkie Pie in the ass as his mom washes his well-toned pecs and abs. The manly scent of her son and the shape and feel of his rock-hard chest, not to mention the fact that her clit was rubbing against his ass, is enough to make Mrs. Cake orgasm. Pinkie Pie had already cum more times than she could remember. She was starting to lose consciousness and her moans were getting more and more throaty. Luckily for her, the ride was almost over.
After another minute of fucking, Pound Cake let’s put a loud moan and sends a flood of seed into Pinkie Pie’s starfish. The tsunami of semen is enough to make her stomach bloat as if she was carrying his child. Mrs. Cake lets go of Pound’s pecs, allowing him to pull his tired dick out of the party planner below him. Pinkie Pie turns around and slinks herself into the hot bath, allowing herself to finally relax after the mating that she endured. Pound Cake and Mrs. Cake join her, all three of them squeezed in shoulder-to-shoulder.
“I supposed you enjoyed that,” Mrs. Cake says with a chuckle.
“I sure did mom,” Pound Cake replies, giving his mother-lover a kiss on the lips. They look over at Pinkie Pie who just lets out a tired moan, struggling to put a sentence together. “Do you think I was a little too rough with her?”
“I wouldn’t worry about it sweetie,” Mrs. Cake answers, “Pinkie is one hell of a party animal, she’ll recover soon I’d imagine.” Suddenly Pound Cake lets out a yawn.
“Yeah, I think I’m ready to call it a night,” Pound Cake says.
“And I think your father is about to be home soon,” Mrs. Cake adds, “it’s kind of a shame that we can’t all sleep together tonight.”
“It’s okay mom,” Pound Cake replies, “I don’t want to be a cockblocker. Maybe some other time. Who knows? Maybe all of us can do something special together.”
“I’d like that very much,” Mrs. Cake says.
“Though I wouldn’t mind having Pinkie sleep with me tonight,” Pound adds, suddenly feeling Pinkie Pie lay her head on his shoulder and snore. He looks over to find the party planner so exhausted that she fell asleep on him. Mrs. Cake let’s out a chuckle.
“In your bed? Or in the bathtub?”

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                 Epilogue- Sibling Bonding                 
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Epilogue- Sibling Bonding
~ The Next Day ~
It’s 11:00 AM and Pound comes to after a good night’s sleep. His arms are wrapped around the soft naked body of Pinkie Pie and his head was resting against her breasts. She was still asleep, worn out from the dancing, sex, and birthday celebrating. He did not mind staying in bed a little bit longer, after all, he was in the arms of his lifelong babysitter, this time for a reason other than to rock him to sleep. He could feel her warm body all day, especially her large and squishy butt.
Pumpkin Cake and Rumble spend their morning having sex in the bathroom. Rumble shows his girlfriend his technique for covering her body in his cum. They started with a blowjob, then a titfuck, and an assjob. Then they had sex in a position that had Rumble sitting down and Pumpkin Cake riding his cock with her thighs closed. This was so once Rumble felt himself about to cum, Pumpkin could lift herself up and enclose his dick in between her thighs. Finally, they had sex in the doggy style position so that once Rumble pulled out, Pumpkin Cake’s ass would be coated in semen. The key technique to Rumble’s excessive cum was to have a finger up his ass, stimulating his prostate. Once the couple was finished with their messy sex, they showered together and made out underneath the running water.
Mrs. Cake made brunch for Pound, Pumpkin, Pinkie Pie, and Rumble, which ended in Pound and Rumble receiving “underneath the table” blowjobs from Pinkie and Mrs. Cake respectively. Rumble eventually left Sugarcube Corner, though not without striking a deal with Mrs. Cake to come back and have sex with her sometime in the future. Tonight, Mr. Cake was able to make it home early so that the whole family, including Pinkie Pie, could have some family sexy times.
Pumpkin Cake got to have sex with her dad for the first time, which felt amazing. Though Mr. Cake definitely had a dad bod forming, his penis was nice and thick, making it enjoyable for Pumpkin. She got to experience a threesome with her dad fucking her doggy style and her brother Pound’s dick in her mouth. Pumpkin even had her mom sit on her face while her dad gave her pussy a pounding. She was officially into incest, and the best part was that when she told her boyfriend Rumble, he didn’t seem to mind. It was a great day for Pumpkin Cake to receive post-birthday pleasure. But she still wasn’t done…
That night, while Mr. and Mrs. Cake were sleeping with Pinkie Pie, Pound and Pumpkin Cake decided to have a passionate night together like they used to do when they were teens. This time, however, they weren’t just practicing making out.
“oh can’t get enough of that dick can you sis?” Pound Cake moans as his twin sister gives him a wet blowjob.
“I can’t help myself bro,” Pumpkin Cake replies, giving his tip a wet kiss, “I have always thought you were such a hot and built-up man. In fact, I say we should get to the real fun.” Pound was certainly surprised by what his sister was saying. Just yesterday she was bashful about putting on a lap dance, and yet tonight she wanted to feel her own brother’s cock inside of her aching womanhood. Pumpkin lowers her hips down on Pounds slim Jim until it has completely penetrated her. She attempts to stifle a moan and leans her body down onto her brothers before their lips meet and merge with each other. Their passionate kissing cranks up into overdrive as Pumpkin feels her insides get churned like butter. Pound and Pumpkin Cake loved each other as so much more than brother and sister at this point. They held hands and told each other how much they loved one another as they made sweet and tender love to each other.
“oh Poundy! unnnghh~” Pumpkin Cake moans as she feels her orgasm about to erupt, “I want you to cum inside of me! Make me yours!”
“Hell yeah sis! oooohh…” Pound Cake replies. As he grabs his sisters ass and slams it down on his penis, he shoots his lustful load into Pumpkin’s flower. Once the two of them came down from their orgasm, Pumpkin could tell by the look in her brother’s eyes that he wasn’t done.
“You want some of my cake bro?” Pumpkin asks, turning around and caressing her own butt seductively for her family-lover.
“Oh yeah,” Pound replies without even giving it a second thought, “bend over and let me watch your ass bounce!” Pumpkin complies to his muscled brother’s demands and gets down on all fours. She shakes her ass a little bit before allowing Pound entry into her asshole.
“mmmnnfffuckkyeahhoooohh” Pumpkin Cake moans as her ass takes every strong thrust from Pound, whose drive was like that of a bull running towards a red cape. Her pussy squirts uncontrollably from the pleasure she was receiving, like the part of her brain that helped her hold in her bodily fluids was too focused on the absolute hunk behind her. Pound even goes as far as to pull her hair, which seemed to turn Pumpkin on even further. Pumpkin started thinking that the only way this could get better was if Rumble was here fucking her skull with his massive and succulent cock in her mouth. She absolutely loved threesomes, and she even thought of getting her dad involved in a foursome where she would have to pleasure three different guys. She especially loved the idea of a bukkake, where she did nothing but suck and jerk their cocks until they were satisfied. Pumpkin was so aroused by these dirty dirty thoughts. She loved being a good little girl for whoever wanted to have sex with her.
“oh! I’m gonna f-fucking cum s-sis!” Pound moans.
“fuckingcuminmefuckingcuminme! Makemeyourbitchimyourbitchjustfuckingcuminme!!” Pumpkin was receiving so much pleasure that what she said came out fast and underneath her breath. One minute after her desperate request for her brother’s manly seed inside of her ass, Pound’s dam finally broke, letting every wave of cum he had churning in his nutsack flow through Pumpkin’s anus. He pulls out and the two of them plop onto the bed, finally able to catch their breath. Pumpkin looks up at her muscular brother as she lays on top of him. Pound pulls the covers over himself and his twin sister before looking down at her gleaming eyes.
“I wasn’t to rough on you was I?” Pound asks Pumpkin, a little scared that he went a little crazy with lust.
“Funny, that’s what mom said you asked her last night about Pinkie Pie,” Pumpkin Cake replies, making Pound chuckle a little bit, “you’re very sweet bro. But no, I’m fine. I really enjoyed it.”
“It’s crazy to think that we went from kissing practice in our teens to this,” Pound says.
“Yeah, I wanna have nights like this one more, a lot more.” Pumpkin responds.
“Maybe we’ll do it in the daytime when our parents are out, who knows?” Pound adds, eliciting a chuckle from his sister in response.
“I love you bro,” Pumpkin Cake says as she finally loses consciousness and falls asleep on her brother’s pecs.
“I love you too sis,” Pound says in reply, drifting off to sleep halfway through his sentence. He wasn’t sure how much of tonight he would remember, but he would surely remember being content with having multiple sexual partners.
Including his twin sister, whose birthday he shared with her turned out to be the best one yet.