The Apple-Pie Family Reunion - Kissin' Cousins
It was summer again in Ponyville, and like every summer, that meant it was time for the Apple family reunion. Ponies in the extended family from every part of Equestria had made the long trip to Sweet Apple Acres for the festivities. Mares and stallions, colts and fillies that hadn't seen each other in a whole year greeted one another, hugging, square dancing, and eating tons of apple treats.
"Babs, dear! I think I see your favorite Cutie-Mark Crusader cousin!" Auntie Orange said to her daughter, pointing a hoof over to where Apple Bloom was hanging out. "Why don't you go over and say hi?"
"Sure, mom!" Babs rushed over to her cousin, weaving around her other relatives. When Apple Bloom saw her, the two fillies squealed in delight, greeting each other with a secret C.M.C. hoof-shake.
Once the niceties had been observed, Babs asked, "So, what's new?"
Apple Bloom eagerly responded, "You won't believe this! My big sister's friend Pinkie Pie was looking through the town archives, and found out that we're totally related! Well, probably. Maybe." Apple Bloom didn't feel the need to recount the zany adventure the family had gone on to try - and fail - to confirm or deny whether the Pies were really related. "Either way, we invited them here for their first-ever Apple family reunion!"
Babs looked around. "So, where are all these new cousins, then?" she asked. "I don't see 'em."
Apple Bloom scanned the crowd. "That's weird. I could have sworn Marble was here a minute ago. Where'd she get off to?"
"Ooh, Mac!"
Marble squeaked in surprise as Bic Mac playfully nipped at her neck. He had been showering her face in kisses since the moment they were out of earshot of the rest of the family, sneaking out into the orchard away from everypony.
Dotting a line of kisses along Marble's jaw, Mac purred, "Aww, does my beautiful cousin want me to stop?"
"No!" Marble yelped in response. Marble blushed when she realized how loud she had just been, but Big Mac only chuckled at her. He liked how shy she was; They were both shy, in their way. A matching pair of quiet, taciturn ponies in a family that otherwise had no reservations about speaking their mind.
The two of them had immediately clicked when they had first met. Later, when Pinkie matched them up for her Hearth's Warming Eve scavenger hunt, Marble gave in to temptation and kissed Mac. For a few terrifying seconds, she thought that she had misread the situation, that she had spoiled everything between her and her handsome cousin.
Big Mac soon put those fears to rest, though. The stallion pushed his face against hers, kissing her long and hard. From that point on the two of them started making out at every opportunity. Any time the two were alone together, they would lock lips. But whenever it looked like they were about to do something more than that...
"Mac, wait! We can't." Marble chastised her cousin as he backed her up against a tree, reaching one of his hooves around to grope her flanks.
"Relax, cuz. Ain't nopony gonna come out this far into the orchard lookin' for us."
Nonetheless, Marble swatted his venturing hoof away. "It's not that. It's just...kissing is one thing, but we can't cross that line."
It wasn't like she wasn't tempted. Staring at Mac, she could see that as they had been making out his stallionhood had started to drop from his sheath. Unable to take her mind off that hot, meaty pillar, her tail started to flick up, signaling to her cousin just how much she wished they could give in and break that taboo.
"We shouldn't," Marble reiterated. Turning away out of embarrassment, she added, "Besides, if our family found out, imagine what they'd say!"
"Wowie-zowie, that's fucking hot!"
Marble frowned. "As good of an impression of Pinkie as that was, I think that's wishful thinking."
"Uh...I didn't say that," Mac responded. The cousins froze - Pinkie was somewhere in the orchard! But where? And why? Had she followed them? Did she know about their secret?
*Plap*
*Plap*
*Plap*
It took only a moment for them to realize what they were hearing. Both ponies blushed, with Mac managing to somehow look even more red than usual.
Marble whispered, "Is she...?"
Mac nodded. "I reckon so. But...with who?"
To Mac's surprise, Marble skulked off to investigate, tilting her head to signal Mac should follow. He didn't know how he felt about peeping on his other cousin, but he silently went after Marble, following the sounds. When they peeked out from behind a bush, it was all they could do to hold back a shout of surprise.
Pinkie was on her back, splayed out on the grass and moaning as she got the dicking of a lifetime. Every thrust sounded out a loud, wet "smack" as the stallion's heavy nuts slapped against Pinkie's plush rump, sending droplets of pussy juice and fuck-sweat raining to the ground. That was shocking enough, but what really surprised the peeping ponies was the identity of Pinkie's paramour.
"Land sakes, Pinkie, quit shoutin'!" Braeburn hissed. "Somepony's like to hear you with all that hootin' and hollerin'!"
"Aw, is my cutie-patootie cousin afraid that the whole Apple family's going to catch us 'rolling in the hay'?" Pinkie teased, doing her best to give a smoldering look. "Afraid they'll think you're weird, just because you've been reaming out your cousin's hot, juicy pussy?"
Braeburn silenced Pinkie by pressing a free hoof against her muzzle. "Quit it with all the 'cousin' stuff, alright? It ain't like I knew we were kin the first time we did this!"
Mac seemed to recall that ever since the time Applejack took her friends to visit Appleloosa, Braeburn had always snuck off in the middle of family reunions to "attend some business" in Ponyville. Clearly, Braeburn had been hooking up with Pinkie for years, unaware that he was railing one of his relatives the whole time.
And evidently, once he found out, that hadn't been enough to make him stop.
"Shoot, I'm about to bust," Braeburn announced, a growl rising in his throat as his motions reached a crescendo.
*Thwap* *Thwap* *Thwap*
"Oh, fuck! Ah...Aah..."
Braeburn's frame went rigid as he bottomed out inside of Pinkie. His balls tightened against his body and his hindquarters clenched as he flooded her with his cum, letting out a moan louder than any Pinkie had made:
"AAaaAAAppleloosa!"
Mac and Marble could only stare slack-jawed as the other pair of cousins laid in post-coital bliss. Braeburn was dripping with sweat as Pinkie's chest heaved in orgasmic bliss.
Braeburn began to soften inside of his cousin. As he pulled out, Pinkie whined, "Only one round?"
"We can't spend all afternoon out here. Ponies will wonder where we went," Braeburn answered as he popped his tip out from Pinkie's hole.
She looked at the member, now coated with a slimy, glossy mix of cum and other fluids. "Well, you can't go back to the party looking like that." Without a word, Pinkie opened her mouth and lolled out her tongue, undulating it in a "come hither" motion. Whatever shame Braeburn felt about nutting in his cousin wasn't enough to prevent him from trotting forward and plunging his cock into Pinkie's eager mouth.
As Pinkie worked her magic, Marble looked over and saw that Mac's member had gone rock hard. It was thicker and longer than before, so engorged that she wondered if it was hurting him. There was even a fat drop of precum beading up at the tip. She wondered to herself how it would taste...
"Alright, that's enough!" With an enormous amount of self control, Braeburn tugged his cock free from Pinkie's lips. "You're supposed to be cleaning me off, not getting me hard again."
Pinkie giggled, "Fine, you got me. Let's skedaddle." Braeburn trotted off as Pinkie bounced behind him, paying no mind to the fact that she was leaving a milky white trail of his seed as it oozed out of her pussy.
Once they were safely out of earshot, Marble and Big Mac finally broke the silence.
"Wow...that was, just...wow." Marble mumbled.
The only response Mac could give was a quiet, "Eeyup."
A quiet shlick-ing noise gave away that Marble's hooves had made their way to her pussy, absent-mindedly exploring down there as if they had a mind of their own. Mac realized that one of his own hooves had made its way to his balls, gently stroking the base of his cock.
Neither of them was much for talking, and what they were thinking didn't need to be spoken. They had restrained themselves before out of a desire to not cross a line, but they had just witnessed proof that said line had been crossed long ago by Pinkie and Braeburn.
And now there was nothing to hold them back.
Mac rose to his hooves, towering above his shy cousin. before he could circle around behind her, she urged him, "Wait -- I want to taste it first."
Without another word, she leaned over and wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. The bead of precum she had been eyeballing melted onto her tongue, overwhelming her senses. His musk flooded in through her nostrils as she took in the taste of his essence. It was sweet and savory, but more than that it was a comforting, earthy, honest taste.
She let his cock free from her lips, licking them once before she said, "Mmh...it kind of reminds me of...apple pie?"
Big Mac snorted in amusement at his Marble's verdict. Cousin or not, he loved this mare.
And he was about to show her just how much he loved her.
Propping Marble up onto her hooves, Mac went behind her and got into position. Marble blushed as her tail hiked all the way up, draping over her back as it fully exposed her marehood. She had never had a dildo as big as Big Mac was, and shook like a leaf in anticipation.
But instead of unceremoniously entering her, Mac leaned forward and planted his mouth on her glistening flower. Marble gave a little "Eep!" as Mac's tongue, so well practiced at exploring her mouth when they kissed, now explored a new frontier, pushing inside of her. Its every movement was gentle, but firm, pushing her lips apart and stroking against her inner walls, then pulling out and laying itself out wide and flat before running along her labia.
Before long Marble was so overstimulated that her hindquarters felt like jello. When Mac pulled his muzzle out from her rear she felt horribly empty for a moment. Thankfully, Mac announced his intentions to fill that void posthaste. "I hope you're ready, hon," he purred, "because I don't think I can keep myself from ruttin' you for one more second."
Marble's mouth opened in a silent scream of ecstasy as her cousin's cock pushed inside of her. She felt full, completed, like a puzzle that finally had its missing piece. She had wanted this so bad for so long, and it was finally happening for real. She felt as if she could dissolve into a million little pinpricks of light at that moment, so wrapped up in that sublime moment of unity.
Mac felt much the same, but he phrased it in his typically straightforward way.
"Holy buck, Marble! You're wrapped around me tighter than a snake chokin' a mouse!" Tight as she was, Mac's draft horse strength split her like a piece of firewood, driving deeper into her with every thrust. His broad tip was exploring spots inside of her that had never been touched before.
Mac dialed up the horsepower as he bottomed out in his cousin, mashing against her as his balls swung up like a pendulum and clapped against her clit. A primal "*Whinny!*" escaped from Marble's lips. She blushed after that, but Mac had barely noticed. He had worked himself up to a froth, snorting out hot blasts of air as he exerted himself.
In the back of her mind, Marble processed what Mac was building up to. Before he reached his climax, she urged him, "Macky, is this a good idea -- finishing inside, I mean?"
Mac kept going with single-minded purpose. "Studs always finish inside their mare. And you're my mare, ain't ya?" That was the extent of his explanation before he returned to the present task of pounding his Pie cousin's plot.
My mare. Those two words made Marble's heart flutter, even as Big Mac readied himself for his grand finale. She groaned his name as his balls smacked against her.
"Big Mac..." she crooned.
*Plap* *plap* *plap*
"Mac!"
*PLAP* *PLAP* *PLAP*
"MMAAAACCC!!!"
His cock flared inside of her as they came, painting her womb with his sweet Apple seed. His chest heaved so much that the only sound that came out of his mouth was little more than the feral growl of an alpha-male claiming his mate.
"Mmh...Mac," she moaned one final time, praying that nopony had heard her yelling as she came.
Applejack perked an ear up from under her hat. "Huh...Did y'all hear somethin' just then?"
"Wuzzat?"
Limestone Pie poked her head out from between Applejack's thighs, her muzzle soaked with her cousin's wetness. The two mares had snuck off to the hayloft to get wasted on cider, but a little bit of cider was all it took for the cousins to start drunkenly groping each other. Before long Applejack had been on her back, squirming in the hay while Limestone gave her the licking of a lifetime.
"It sounded like somepony yelling in the orchard. Didn't ya hear it?"
Limestone scoffed. "A.J., I didn't hear a damn thing." Turning to one side, she kissed one of Applejack's thighs. "You've been squeezing these things around my head like a pear of natural earmuffs."
Applejack blushed, hiding under her hat. "Sorry."
"Don't be." Her cousin smiled. "In fact, my ears are starting to get chilly again." With that, she grabbed Applejack's thighs and pressed her head between them again, diving in to resume eating her cousin's pussy.
"Did you hear that?"
"Um...Was that a question?" asked Red Delicious in reply. It was hard to tell with Maud, since she never changed the tone of her voice. Either way, he hadn't heard anything.
He was too focused on trying to make Maud cum.
When Red Delicious had led his stoic cousin behind the tool shed and started fooling around with her, he had told her to keep her voice down so they wouldn't get caught. But Maud was, if anything, being too quiet. Red was usually pretty confident in his ability to pleasure a mare, but he had been at it for the better part of an hour and nothing seemed to get Maud's engine going. He had licked, sucked, and fucked her every way he knew how, but Maud kept her same impassive expression the whole time.
Now, if Pinkie had been there she would have been able to tell Red that he'd already made Maud cum four times. She had only given a little gasp and said, "Oh. Wow," but that was like the Maud equivalent of a screaming orgasm.
Of course, Red had no way of knowing this. He kept hammering away behind her, determined to get results. He was about to have an orgasm of his own, if his ragged thrusts were any indication.
Maud's belly bulged as Red's cock flared inside her, shooting a rope after rope of cum into her eager hole. When he was good and done, he collapsed onto his cousin's back, sweaty and exhausted. Red was too blissed out by his orgasm to take not of how Maud's pussy was clenching around him, her tail flicking up and down as her hindquarters squirmed under him.
Quietly, Maud gasped for a fifth time that day, "Oh. Wow."
"Didst thou hear something?"
"What? Say that again, Iggy." Granny Smith asked, cupping her ear. She was practically face to face with the Pie family patriarch, on her back with him inside of her. "My hearin' ain't been too good these days!"
"Huh? What did that darn Apple say?" Grand-Pear shouted from the other side of the bed as he and Apple Strudel spitroasted Cloudy Quartz.
"Did you ask me something?" Strudel asked back, in a heavy Ger-mane accent.
"Huh?"
"What?"
"Say that again?"
Soon all of the elderly ponies were shouting, with the exception of Cloudy Quartz. The only sound she made was a loud gag as Grand-Pear's member bashed her tonsils.
"Yo, Apple bloom, did you hear something?"
Back at the party, Babs and her cousin tilted their heads, trying to figure out where the noise they had heard came from.
"I think it came from the house," Apple bloom told her cousin.
"Well whatever it was, I'm sure it's something that would scar us for life."
Author's Note
I started early on this one, but procrastinated to the last minute, especially once I got distracted with Elden Ring. 
