Sparkle Family Values

Daddy rose from his seat, heavy shaft shamelessly flopping out beneath him as he moved around behind Flurry’s seat. He smiled softly as he moved behind her chair, nuzzling at the back of her head and lapping at one of her ears as she leaned into it. She flushed hot as she felt all eyes on her, eagerly watching her.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Daddy offered. “I’ll go easy on you.” Though she knew he was just setting her up to say what he knew she’d want to.

“Don’t,” grunted Flurry quietly.

“Hm, what’s that?” he chuckled as he nuzzled her other ear.

“Don’t go easy on me, Daddy,” Flurry begged. “R-Ram it in!”

Flurry stood up on her hind legs, propping her front hooves on the table, and kicking the chair that she’d been sitting in out of the way. It fell over a bit harder than she intended it to, but the noises around the table seemed to be in approval. She shivered and arched her back as she felt Daddy pull himself atop her.

“Goodness Flurry,” Auntie blushed almost as much as her, though she didn’t seem to disapprove either. “You’ve certainly matured. I remember when you were just a little foal randomly wrecking havoc with out-of-control magic.”

“Little cock fiend,” chuckled Uncle. “Reminds me of Gabby. Or Cadance… actually I guess that makes more sense.”

“She definitely takes after her mother,” Grandma purred.

“You bet she does,” said Mommy as she leaned over to stroke at Flurry’s hip and lap slowly at her face. She seemed bemused that Flurry was taking advantage of her fake virginity to look hotter for the rest of the family, but didn’t give her away. Nor did they give her away to her mother, it was actually becoming a bit amusing to Flurry.

“And her grandma,” Grandpa elbowed Grandma slightly. “Let’s start singing.”

The candles lit on the cake as Mommy cast a simple spell, and Flurry eyed them as she felt her dad’s shaft slide between her rump cheeks. She hiked up her tail, rolling her hips against him to push his tip against her slit once again, and clenched her teeth slightly. Even if she’d had it before, it was rather large and the blunt tip didn’t allow for much of a gradual entry. Still, taking Daddy’s dick in front of her family like this had her sopping wet, juice rolling down his length the moment he touched her lower lips.

The family, even her Dad atop her, started singing happy birthday for her. Were she seeing this from the outside, she’d probably have broken out laughing at the absurdity of it all, but instead she pushed her hips back as she felt her vulva slowly stretch around her father’s organ once again. Somehow it felt even better than before, perhaps now because she knew she already had his tiny foal growing inside her immature womb.

He popped in just as they got to her name in the song, and her squeal sounded above all their voices. Even if she’d been popped before, her hymen was once again healed and she’d had a bit more time to rest than usual, so it stung a little going in. She took in a deep breath, her insides adjusting much faster than before, shoving her hips back as the thickness spread her deeper and deeper. He impacted her cervix again, but this time was careful not to punch through. She moved a hoof down over her belly, feeling the bulge as it deepened.

The family continued to sing, only raising their voices when the birthday filly squealed. Daddy put a hoof on the back of her head, pushing her down towards the cake, and she realized why they’d made more than one, because the candles were going to be put out more with her face than her blowing on them. Still, thanks to the magical nature of the flames, she didn’t feel it burn her as she was pushed face down into the cake, reaching out her tongue to slurp up some cherry icing as the warmth smushed over her face much like her own warmth was compressing around Daddy’s cock.

The song was finished and her family cheered, Daddy drawing his dick back and pounding into her from behind. It wasn’t the gentle thrusting that he provided for most of the act before, but more like a jackhammer into the filly. Her hooves lifted up off the floor as he stood taller, shivering and kicking slightly from the pleasure once again drilling up through her, hooves digging against the table as she moaned face-down into the cake.

“She murdered that cake like it killed her one true love,” Uncle commented. “Good thing you made two of ‘em.”

“Well you got the candles out,” said Auntie, her voice rather composed as if this was completely normal. “What did you wish for, Flurry?”

“Daddy’s foal inside me!” Flurry sputtered into the cake. “Or maybe… everyone’s foal inside of me!”

“That’s my filly,” smirked Mommy, still going along with her for the rest of the family’s sake. “Going to outdo the rest of us for sure.”

While it wasn’t needed, Mommy’s horn lit up and cast another fertility spell on Flurry, since the other mages at the table would know if she didn’t. It still tingled up through Flurry, making her whole body tremble more. She briefly wondered if there might be any unfortunate side effects to the repeated fertility spells over recent days, but quickly put it out of her mind.

“True,” Grandma gasped a little even if she likely approved. “I don’t know if any of our family got knocked up at their coming-of-age parties. No sense in waiting, I’d say.”

“More like cumming-of-ag…” Uncle started, but Auntie grabbed his muzzle shut with her magic.

“What have I told you about bad puns, Spike?” Auntie scolded him. “If you keep doing that, I swear I’ll officially make them a war crime.”

The family’s banter continued as casually as they might have talked over a tea party. Mommy even began to cut the other cake and pass out slices to the other family members, who ate happily as they continued to watch, though they all held their plates in their magic or claw to avoid the rocking of the creaking table. The conversation faded though in Flurry’s ears as she concentrated on the pulsating organ ramming her from behind.

Her embarrassment had definitely faded faster this time, it seemed to get easier every time. That didn’t keep her from being flushed red, just more in arousal than humiliation. She raised up her behind a bit more, making it easier for the family across the table to see Daddy’s moist ballsack swinging to impact her belly with each thrust.

Flurry didn’t last very long, the lewdness of it all sending her over as she squealed again into her cake. The splatter wetted the table beneath her and her mother even leaned over to open her muzzle and catch some of it. Auntie saw this and apparently wanted in, because there was a teleport flash as she popped over on Flurry’s other side with her own muzzle open to catch some.

Daddy though held his own in, continuing to pound Flurry’s increasingly moist behind as her tail wrapped tightly around him and each drilling of his hips intensified her sensitive inner flesh that was already convulsing over him. She braced herself against the table and rolled her eyes back, slurping up more of the cake in the process, mostly so she could see what was going on around her a bit more.

Auntie had moved around her to Mommy and the two mares were kissing deeply as they cradled one another’s head in one hoof. Mommy had her other hoof stroking Auntie’s large belly, admiring the bulge of Daddy’s nearly-complete foal within her. They both continued to watch Flurry’s pounding next to them, Auntie sliding one wing over to glide her feathers around the penetration point.

“So tightly stretched,” Auntie panted before moving into another kiss with Mommy.

“I remember seeing you tightly stretched,” Mommy chuckled. “Around both Shiny and your own father at your party.”

“I’ll never forget it,” Auntie sighed, though she remained the most blushed in the room at the same time.

A creek from the other side of the table drew her attention and Flurry looked over to see Uncle leaning Grandma back in her chair, the mare’s hind legs spreading as his own shafts flopped out against her belly. Her uncle winked over at her as he kissed Grandma and pulled one of Grandma’s hind legs up to make sure Flurry could see as he slide his shafts down, each pressing against a hole with their somewhat more tapered tips, one primed for vaginal entry and the other anal.

Meanwhile Grandpa just massaged his own wife’s back and looked down between the two to watch the imminent penetration, though he definitely kept an eye on the birthday filly as well. Otherwise, he seemed satisfied with getting cuckolded by their honorary dragon son.

“Daddy please!” Flurry moaned out again as her father continued to pack it in. She massaged his erection desperately trying to get another load inside of her, but her mom was far too good of a dom and had trained him to hold it in too well. Her hips rolled back against him, Auntie’s wring now brushing against her on one side as if wanting to feel the movements.

Daddy gently pulled her head up out of the cake, turning it around to kiss her deeply as well. Out of the corner of one eye, she saw Uncle press into Grandma as she moaned, and start slow easy strokes as if just keeping them busy while they both watched Flurry. She could see Auntie and Mommy too, both sitting in the same chair now with their hind legs intertwined, rubbing their slits together and leaving such a puddle in the seat that it was dripping off all sides in the process. This was all so hot, and it was driving her even more insane with need.

Flurry’s whole body shook as a second orgasm hit her, fluid pouring down her thighs so profusely that for a moment she thought she might have accidentally pissed herself in need. But no, it was pure filly juice bubbling down, slathering her father’s balls as it dripped down his thighs as well.

Finally it was too much for him as well, or maybe he just let his iron will dwindle for her sake, and she felt a blast of warmth within her. It rushed up through her, spraying through her cervix and bathing her existing pregnancy with another coating; no doubt her foal would have been covered in cum more often than most adult ponies before it was born. She clenched as hard as she could, determined not to let any escape, but far more backwashed when her cervix wasn’t pried completely open and more still spilled down her already-drenched thighs.

“Yes, knock me up your pervert!” Flurry moaned. “Impregnate your little girl!” Even if it had already been done, saying it in a room full of family was immensely arousing.

“Buck, that’s so sexy…” Auntie moaned and Flurry could hear her explode against Mommy as well. Both Auntie and Mommy seemed to stifle a giggle though, knowing the getting knocked up part was an act. All the same, Mommy blasted a load over her step-sister’s pregnant pussy as well, their marehoods squishing sloppily together as they continued to buck against one another.

“Damn that looked like it felt good,” said Grandpa. “I’ve been saving up to blast a load in there too.”

“Spike hasn’t saved up at all,” Auntie panted. “He put two loads in me last night and at least one in Rarity earlier that day.”

“Three times in a day is saving up for me,” Uncle grunted as he continued to sloppily plow his mother, leaning in for a deep kiss as she moaned beneath him and patted his eager bottom with a hoof. “So lucky to be in this family.”

“Oh to have a dragon’s stamina,” chuckled Grandpa. “... and double-stuffing ability.”

“Don’t get left out yourself, Dad,” Flurry’s dad said to Grandpa. “Come on over here.”

“I want to sit in Grandpa’s lap,” drooled Flurry as she looked back at him with a drunk look in her eyes.