An Explosive Combination

by Shakespearicles

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Anthro, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Other, Romance, Porn, Sex, Profanity, Slice of Life
Length: 46327

You've just been dumped off at Delta Vee's junkyard for two weeks, and things only escalate from there.

You are Aileron, son of Delta Vee and Jet Stream. Life's been rough, with the constant moving around, arguments, and the antics of your bubbly twin sister, Apogee. And now the two of you will be staying with Delta for two whole weeks. Little do you know just how incredible those two weeks are gonna be...

All characters are legal adults.

"Well, Shakes, you've done it again and I couldn't be more proud of what you've managed to accomplish with my vision. You've taken what I gave you and managed to flawlessly turn out an epic story that will no doubt leave a lasting mark on a lotta people who were fans of the original story. You've done well, as you always do, and you leave me feeling happy, content, and other obvious feelings. You did an extremely amazing job, and again, I couldn't be more happy you finished this. Thank you for taking the idea, and thank you for finishing what I couldn't, I genuinely and wholeheartedly appreciate your hard work and effort. Good show!" - Dustchu

Published 2022-05-08 13:30:04 UTC
Last updated 2023-10-29 19:51:34 UTC

Week 1 - Day 7

You awoke gently to the orange light of the desert dawn streaking through the trailer window. Some time in the night, both you and your sister, Apogee had rolled over in the small guest bed and you were back to being the big spoon. You were unsure how her mood was going to be after last night. But you had your arm over her body and her arm was draped over yours, hugging it close like a warm blanket on a cold night.

Despite everything that had happened the day before, your morning wood in your shorts was still somehow unavoidable, and wedged firmly between your bodies. Not to be rude, you tried to back away, only for her to press herself back against you with. You were unsure if she was still asleep with a small wiggle of her hips, getting your erection, and her shorts lodged between her butt cheeks, making you throb just a little harder. A single word filled your mind...

"Fuck!"

Your mother, Delta Vee cursed as she rolled off her mattress onto the floor with a muted thud. She made a racket as she rifled through her junk to dig out the alarm clock that you could now hear from the other side of the trailer. You quickly rolled over away from Apogee, taking care to keep your morning erection hidden under the thin blanket until it could go away.

Delta shut off the alarm clock with a smack and sat up on the mattress, rubbing her forehead. She reached over to grab an old can of beer on her night stand to wake up. She gagged for a moment and hacked out an old cigarette butt before she went back and finished off the can.

"Fuuuck..." Delta groaned and got up to stagger into the bathroom to pee. At least this time she bothered to close the door. As soon as it flushed she cursed again and ran out of the bathroom, just barely pulling her shorts up as she burst into the kitchen and looked at the calendar. Her eyes were bright with a rush of adrenaline. "Fuck! That's today!"

You and Apogee both sat up. "What's today?" Apogee asked.

"My fucking... thing!" Delta yelled as she stormed back into her bedroom. "My thing at the place! Fuck! I can't brain right now, I have the dumb!"

"What thing? What place?" you asked.

"I need to get dressed!" Delta yelled. "Like, good dressed! I have a meeting at the... space place! Fuck, where are my good clothes!?"

"Um, you probably should take a shower then," Apogee said.

"Fuck you!" Delta yelled. "Argh! No, you're right!" She stormed out of her bedroom and back into the bathroom. She yelled from behind the closed door as she turned on the water. "See if you can find my good clothes! They should be in a box in my closet. And find my clean bra!"

"Since when do you wear a bra?" Apogee asked.

"Hardy-fucking-har!" Delta yelled. "Find it!"

You and Apogee both went into Delta's bedroom to try to find her "nice" clothes. "A box in the closet," Apogee muttered, trying to clear enough floor space to even open the closet doors all the way. There was only more floor mess inside. And under that...

"A box!" you said excitedly, pointing at the exposed corner of the plastic tote bin. Apogee lifted the cover.

"Oh. Whoa..." Apogee breathed.

"That's... a lot of dicks."

"Mom? Are your clothes under the... toys?"

"No! Stay out of that box!" Delta screamed. "The one up on the shelf!"

On the shelf above the hangers there was a garment box. You grabbed it and opened it. Inside was a nice blouse that looked brand new, modest skirt, and a few outfit accessories.

"Found it!"

"I should have a bra in the second drawer," Delta yelled.

"Of what?" you asked, looking around the room. "The filing cabinet?"

"Yeah, in the back, I think!"

Apogee opened the drawer and reached in, fearing the worst. There was some decent socks, a pair of work gloves, and... She grabbed a strap and pulled out what looked like a county fair slingshot catapult for pumpkins. "Wow." Apogee briefly put on the bra over her shirt and marveled at all the remaining space inside the cups.

You grinned at her. "Maybe someday."

"Did you find it!?" Delta yelled.

Apogee quickly pulled her mom's bra off herself. "Yeah!" She grabbed the box of nice clothes from you and put the bra inside. She quickly slid the box into the bathroom and closed the door. A minute later the water turned off and you could hear Delta working quickly inside the bathroom to get herself dried, dressed and ready to go.

"Hey Mom, you might also want to... brush your teeth," you suggested.

Apogee blushed next to you.

"Yeah, yeah," Delta grumbled. The bathroom door opened a moment later and she strode out with her toothbrush still in her mouth, giving neither of you nary a glance as she got a pot of coffee going.

"So what... space place is it?" Apogee asked. "Are you going to word at EASA with Dad?"

"Fuck no!" Delta growled with her toothbrush still in her mouth. She finished brushing her teeth in the kitchen and spit into the sink. "I'd rather sit bare-assed on an anthill!" Apogee winced. "It's the other one, the Canterlot Consortium of Cosmonaut Ponies."

Delta stared at the coffee pot while she combed her mane. With her arms above her head like that, you could see that her damp fur had made her blouse partially sheer. You couldn't help but stare at the dark areola of her nipple hanging out of her bra.

"Um, Mom?" Apogee pointed it out.

Delta looked down at the dark spot in her blouse and reached inside to adjust her bra while giving you a dirty look. "The fuck!? Were you really gonna just let me walk outta here like that?"

"What? No! I... I was just gonna say something!"

Delta scoffed and finished combing her mane. Her eyes scanned the countertop while she poured herself a cup of coffee.

"Right here!" Apogee said, presenting her mother's glasses to her. "Cleaned them and everything!"

Delta put them on, looked around the apartment and cringed. "Now I remember why I hate wearing these... How do I look?"

"With your eyes, Mom!" Apogee tittered. Delta pursed her lips.

"You actually look presentable. Good even! I'd hire you," you said.

"It's not a job interview!" she said defensively. "Well, not really. I'm doing a contract bid."

"What's that?" Apogee asked.

Delta glared at the kitchen clock and carefully drank her coffee over the sink to not spill any on her blouse. "Kid, I really don't have time to explain right now. I'll tell you about it when I get back this afternoon, okay?" She tossed the empty coffee cup into the sink and grabbed her satchel from on top of the fridge before making a bee line for the door. "Try not to burn the place down!" The door slammed behind her as she took off.

"..."

"..."

"I guess we're on our own for breakfast," Apogee said. "There should still be some Boop O' Roops." She grabbed the cereal box and shook it. It sounded like there was maybe one serving left. "I don't know if the milk is still good. Otherwise they're okay with water, too."

"Yeah, I know..." you groan from experience dining at your mom's trailer.

Apogee hummed as she searched the kitchen for something else. "Too bad I can't have one of your protein shakes."

The tent reappeared in your shorts. "Wha... what!?"

"Your workout mix, at Dad's house," she said. "That whey powder just needs water right?" She looked at the deep blush on your face. "Why, what did you think I..." Her eyes trailed down to your shorts and her face turned just as red. "Oh, ha, HA! No!" She laughed and covered her face. "Not for breakfast, anyway. And definitely not before you take a shower!"

"..."

"I guess I'm not super hungry," she continued. "So you can have the last of the cereal if you want. Unless there was something else you wanted to eat." You tried to not look at her crotch. She noticed you failing at that. "Oh, really?"

"Nothing!" you blurted. "I mean, no! I mean... What!?"

Apogee smirked. "You're cute when you're embarrassed. You're also obvious when you're horny. And just F.Y.I, you suck at lying."

"Nu-uh!" you denied.

She raised an eyebrow at you. "Come on. After last night, I think we're a bit past these games, aren't we?"

You huffed. "Okay, fine. Yes. But can we at least talk about last night?"

Her coy expression broke in an instant. "You don't regret it, do you?"

"What!? No! No-no-no!" You stammered. "I just- You just seemed... mad, after."

She crossed her arms and pouted. "I wasn't mad at you. I was mad at Mom!"

You rubbed the back of your neck nervously. "Well, to be fair, I don't think she knew what she was interrupting. She was pretty drunk. I tried to get her to go back to bed."

"I don't mean that!" She grit her teeth for a second. "Not just that, anyway. I mean all of it. I'm mad at her for doing that with you first!"

You gave her a puzzled look. "... Did you want her to do it with you first?"

She smacked you in the forehead. "No, you dolt! I meant- I just... Part of me always hoped that we would be each other's first. And she took that away!"

"Oh."

"Mostly, I'm mad at myself for not saying something sooner." Apogee's eyes glistened. "I wanted to. When you told me about Rose. I wanted to, but I... I chickened out. And I didn't think that Mom would... do that with you out there."

"Hey, I was just as surprised as you were!"

She shook her head. "I shouldn't have been. You're exactly her type. I don't know why I expected her to have any kind of moral compass. And... it was pretty obvious what happened when you two came back out of the water tower."

"I'm sorry."

She shrugged. "No, you didn't know. I thought you'd figure it out after what happened in the pool. I was so sure about how you felt, too. I should have said something. I should have at least been a little more direct."

"Yeah, well, I'm sorry for being so dumb."

She flicked your ear. "Yeah, you should be!" she said before finally cracking a smile. "So... how was it?" she asked.

"What?" you asked.

"The sex."

"You were there last night!"

"I meant the sex with Mom! Losing your virginity!"

"Oh. It was..." you trailed off, unable to keep the goofy grin from stretching across your face. "It was nice."

Apogee gave you a dubious expression. "Just nice?"

You remembered discussing about how much you suck at lying. "Okay, fine, yes, it was great! Amazing! Mind-blowing! Okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?" Apogee pursed her lips and looked away. "But Gee, listen, if I knew- like if I knew for sure how you felt yesterday, I would have never have gone out to talk to her. I would have... I would have much rather have done that- my first time, with you, too."

She still seemed doubtful. "Really?"

"Yes! Listen, I love Mom and all. And it was good. But she's still..." You trailed off and kicked an empty beer can across the trailer floor. "She's still her, you know?"

"Yeah..." She leaned against the edge of the kitchenette table. "So what now?"

"I think we were talking about eating breakfast."

"I meant what now about you and me," she clarified.

"So was I." You held her by her waist and sat her up on the edge of the table, slipping a thumb into the hem of her short.

"Aily, wait- at least let me take a shower first! We ran track in gym yesterday, and I didn't get a chance to-" You cut her off with a kiss. She accepted it, but still insisted after. "I was sweating all night, I must smell!"

"I know," you said without thinking. She glared at you. "I mean, no- not bad. I... I actually... kinda like it." You tugged at her shorts more firmly.

"You're so weird!" Your reassuring words did nothing to assuage her self-conscious blush. With a reluctant sigh she leaned back on the table to let you pull her shorts off. Your eyes went wide, drinking in the sight of her powder-blue panties, though mostly a much darker shade from her wetness. "Yeah, okay, you can see how badly I need to go wash- AH!"

She yelped as you leaned forward, pressing your face into right her crotch, getting your nose damp with her wetness, feeling the warmth of her heat radiating off of her. You felt lightheaded for a moment as a concentrated flood of her pheromones permeated your system. Your hands grabbed her panty straps on either hip. Her hand reflexively grabbed yours to stop you.

You looked up at her and snorted in frustration. She looked back at you with an expression of... worry? The last bastion of rational thinking screamed over the pheromone-addled animal part of your brain. You realized just how predatory you must have looked in that moment. She must have seen the hunger that you were feeling. Your expression softened along with your grip on her panties. She relaxed along with you and, after a moment, she let go of your hands and nodded. She shifted her balance on her elbow and lifted her hips just enough your you to peal off her underwear.

Apogee's wet pussy glistened in the morning light. Her smooth, pale yellow lips were just slightly parted, revealing her bright pink interior. Crowning above it was a small tuft of her pubic fur, the same two-tone green and teal as her mane. Suddenly exposed to the cool air, her clitoris winked reflexively at you, at once catching you by surprise, and enticing you closer once again. You didn't even need such encouragement, only too happy to be rid of the thin cotton barrier between you.

Apogee gasped as your comparatively cold nose came into contact with her hot nethers. If she tasted half as good as she smelled... You refused for it to be a mystery for even a second longer. You opened your mouth wide to cup as much of her vulva as you could, pressing your wide tongue flat against it. You gave her long licks, up and down between her lips. You plunged your tongue firmly into her honey hole before licking your way up and flicking her clit.

"Aily!" You felt her grab your mane. You worried for a second that she was going to make you stop, but her grip pulled you into her crotch harder as she moaned. Her grip limited your mobility, leaving your tongue to focus on her clit. It seemed to be what she intended.

You took a free hand from your sister's hip and reached under your chin to slide a finger inside her vagina. Her thighs flex and hugged your head for a moment, making her pussy grip your finger before relaxing again, letting you move it in and out of her for a time before adding a second finger.

Remembering what you could from your experience the day before, you turned your hand over with your palm facing up and you started curling you fingers inside her, hitting that one distinct spot inside her. Her moans became more rapid and desperate.

She gasped. "Aily, what are you-?" You silenced her with a deep hum, vibrating her clit under your tongue. She started to squirm on the table as you kept fingering her g-spot. You wondered just how much exactly your sister had in common with your mother. "Aily, wait- I... I think I need to go-" Your free arm wrapped around her thigh, holding her still. You could feel her muscles vibrating like a plucked guitar string each time your fingers hit that special spot. "Aily, I... I can't... I'm gonna...!" She tried weakly to push you away in a final warning, but her strength failed her. "AILY!" she cried out. She fell back onto the table as her whole body trembled and shook.

Her thighs clamped on the side of your head, muffling her cries of ecstasy as her hips bucked against your face. You cupped her whole vulva with your mouth again as she gushed into your mouth with powerful spurts. The flavor of your mother's orgasm was tainted by a lifestyle of smoking and drinking alcohol. But your sister's was so much better! Far less bitter, it was a little tart, but also sweet, like a hard candy. You gleefully swallowed her orgasm again and again just as fast as she could fill your mouth. Your lungs started to burn for oxygen just as her legs fell limp to either side of you, letting you come back up for air.

For a few minutes, the only sound was the two of you trying to catch your breath. Apogee covered her face with her hands and tried to talk between panting. "Sorry I peed."

"What? No! You didn't... That wasn't... You didn't pee."

"But I-"

"You had an orgasm."

"But I- in your mouth!"

"You squirted. Mare-cum."

"I've never done that before!" she said, still embarrassed. "I didn't even know I could!"

"Was it bad?" you asked. Apogee was up in a flash, hopping off the table and shoving you back into the booth. Just as quickly, she grabbed your shorts and pulled them off, letting your erection spring free. She pounced on top of your lap, grinding her pussy against the side of your shaft as she peeled her shirt off. She hugged your face against her pert breasts.

"That was the best orgasm I've ever had!" she purred into your ear. "Can you do that again?"

"Mhmm!" you confirm, sucking her nipple in your mouth.

"Can you do it with this?" she asked, humping against your shaft more insistently.

You reluctantly release her nipple just long enough to ask, "Wanna find out?" She answered by grabbing the back of the booth seat to steady herself, and she lifted her hips. She reached under herself to help aim your dick while you held keep her hips steady. It was much easier in the light than fumbling around in the dark.

Together you lined things up and she held herself firmly against the tip of your dick. She took a few deep breaths to help relax and you could feel her entrance slowly stretching to accommodate your girth. After a long minute, she let out a little yelp as the tip of your dick popped inside. With a little bit of motion she slowly inched her way down your shaft to your medial ring.

With how stretched she already looked, you were even more worried than you were last night. But she was even more confident with the knowledge of having conquered it once before. You knew better than to voice your concern, it would only make her more determined. You sat still and patiently let her go at her own pace until at last... she bit her lip and stifled her groan as she got your medial ring inside her.

Her expression shifted. "Okay, that actually wasn't bad at all. I think I was just anxious from last time."

"You got this?" You asked rhetorically. She clearly did. She nodded with a proud smile as her butt reached your thighs. You could feel the tip of your dick just barely kissing her innermost barrier as she settled her weight into your lap.

Once she got comfortable, she leaned forward and hugged you, whispering in your ear, "I love you."

Naturally, you hugged her back. It was strangely wholesome. There were plenty of other chaste times when she sat on your lap and hugged you. And this hug felt the same in that regard. Of course, this time you were balls deep inside your sister's pussy and she had her bare tits pressed against your chest. But still, you meant the words just the same. "I love you too."

She pressed her face into your mane. "Stay with me."

You smirked, pinned in the booth underneath her. "I don't really have much of a choice here, Gee."

Her arms tightened around you. Her hug felt almost... desperate, as though she was afraid to let you go. The bravado was gone from her voice. She sounded frail. "Stay with me, please."

You hugged her back just as firmly. "Yeah. Okay. Of course. You okay?" you asked. You felt her nod against your cheek. "Are we gonna...?" You flexed your hips a couple times.

"Yeah, just..." she shifted herself slightly in you lap. You could feel every detail of her interior against your sensitive penis. "Can we just stay like this?"

You glanced up at the kitchen clock. "Mom said she's going to be home this afternoon, so we only have a few..." You stopped when you felt her wince. "I mean, yeah. We can stay like this as long as you want, Gee."

You both sat there, simply enjoying the bliss of your complete union. Occasionally you would shift in your seat to keep your legs from falling asleep, and she would do the same, flexing her powerful pelvic muscles around your shaft as she moved. It was so slight, but it was so powerful to you both.

She lifted her face from your mane to look you in the eyes and she kissed you. You closed your eyes and kissed her back. Just as you had promised each other, it was an improvement from the first time. It was slow and patient. Your tongues didn't rush out in a slobber of horny desperation. They each met in a slow circling dance together. Apogee melted into the kiss and started to slowly rock her hips.

It wasn't the up-and-down bouncing motion you expected. She just ground her hips against you lap, getting her clitoris against your pubic bone. It seemed to please her, but you were unsure what you were meant to get out of it until the first tremors of her pleasure started. Her powerful muscles rippled along your shaft, squeezing and milking it. Her abdominal muscles flexed as she shifted her body and you could feel her cervix gently teasing the tip of you shaft. The sensation was strange, but incredibly stimulating.

With just the smallest movements, it took so little effort on her part, but she was getting the job done for both of you. You could feel her wetness dripping down your balls underneath her. And you could feel your own orgasm slowly but surely approaching.

She reached between you and started to play with her clit directly. You could hear her breathing hitch and her whole body started to shake as she came again. It wasn't a huge one like earlier, but she kept the next one coming soon enough after. It was less of a peak and more of a plateau of pleasure. However, you were very much headed towards a peak. Or rather, a point of no return before going over the cliff.

"Gee, I- I'm getting close!" you warned her. She kept going. "Gee, I'm close!" you repeated. You felt yourself flaring inside her and your balls started to tighten. With you last ounce of strength, you grabbed her hips to pull her off. "Gee, I'm gonna CUM!" She shoved your arms away and wrapped hers around you tightly with a strength you didn't expect from her lithe frame.

It was too late. Your strength failed you as you went over the cliff. Hugging you so tightly, you could feel the bulge your flare was making inside her abdomen. You could feel it swelling larger inside you as your dick throbbed and twitched, shooting powerful spurts of thick, virile seed up, deep inside your sister. Perfectly lined up inside your twin, her body weight pressed the entrance of her fertile womb firmly against your tip, forcing your rich load of semen to pump directly inside, dousing her estrus as you flood her uterus.

After cumming inside your mom, you didn't think that anything could top that feeling. But this topped it. Big time!

"Oh, f-fuck!" you barely get out between spurts. "Fuck!" It was raw reaction to the pure sensation. But it was also your reaction of helpless fear. You knew what was happening, even as it happened. You could see the bulge in her belly from her bloated uterus, but you were powerless to stop yourself from cumming, feeling spurt after spurt shoot up though your shaft. "Apogee!"

"Shh!" she hushed you and just kept hugging you tightly. Your hands pawed at her hips weakly to try to lift her but she just slapped them away. "Stay with me."

"I just came inside you!" you cried, as it it wasn't already abundantly obvious to you both.

"Mmm," she hummed.

"What if you- We need to- You need to-" your panicked words spilled out.

"Ngh!" Apogee just hugged you harder. "Stay. It's fine. Just stay."

"But what if you get pregnant!?" you ask, finally saying the word out loud.

"It's okay. I won't."

"You sure!?" you ask nervously.

"I'm sure. It's fine. I have Moon Tea. Just stay." You glanced at her belly. She looked like she was already a couple months pregnant. She could reassure you a hundred times but you would still feel nervous about it. She nuzzled against your neck and dozed.

There was no arguing with her that it did feel nice. Being able to cum inside and stay there. You wondered just how long you could stay hard after doing that. You would have liked nothing more than to fall asleep, entwined just as you were. You closed your eyes.

Just a quick snooze...

Your eyes shot open and looked at the clock. It was half past noon. You mother was anything but punctual, but she was even less predictable.

"Gee! Apogee, wake up!"

"Wha?"

"Mom could be home any minute! Get up!"

"Wha- oh, oh!" Apogee quickly blinked awake and sat upright in your lap. You felt the strange sensation of your half-turgid shaft still inside her shifting around as she moved. She moved to stand up.

"No, wait!" You grab her hips to stop her. "Don't! It'll make a mess! We have to walk together to the shower."

"No way."

"See if you can turn around."

"On your lap!?" She balked. "My legs don't bend that way!"

"Okay... maybe if I can stand up, I can carry you if you hold on."

"We can try..."

"Okay, hold on. On three. One.. two..." You hug her tightly and she kicks off the booth behind you and you manage to stand up. She locked her ankles behind your back to hold on before you fell on top of her on the table in a missionary position.

"Ow."

"It's okay, we're halfway there. Hold on." You pick her up again and keep your balance as you hug-carry her, still impaled on your dick.

She groaned. "Okay, being this full is actually getting super uncomfortable."

"Almost there." You shuffled with her to the shower shall, pinning her against the wall. "Okay, try standing."

She unlocked her ankles just before your knees buckle. Your dick pulled out of her with a wet plop followed by a gushing torrent of you cum spilling out of her pussy as she clutched her belly. You didn't even wait for her to finish dripping before you turned on the shower to quickly rinse your lower half and passed her the shower head.

She started rinsing herself off, and out. She reached over to hold your dick. "Do you want to-"

"Not right now!" You said just a bit too loudly, and you nearly slip stepping out of the shower. You wiped yourself dry with an old shirt as you frantically searched for your shorts. You hop-dressed yourself as you ran around to open all the windows and get the stank of sex out of the trailer before your mom got home and did pony-knows-what to you.

Apogee finished getting cleaned and strode naked out of the bathroom. You threw her clothes at her, as politely as you could. "Get dressed! Quick! Mom could be home any second!"

Apogee got dressed and just stood at the kitchenette counter to watch. By the time you got the trailer and yourself back to looking 'normal, you were sweating again. The two of you stood there for several minutes waiting for Delta to get home. She didn't.

Apogee opened her travel bag. "Or... she could be home literally at any point this afternoon."

"Hey, it's easy for you to say that!" you shout. "I'm the one who has to worry about her chopping my dick off!"

"She wouldn't do that," Apogee said, getting her box of Moon Tea to brew a cup. "She enjoys it too much."

Apogee sat at the table and sipped her tea while you worried about literally everything.

"Wait, why do you have Moon Tea in your bag?" you asked.

"The same reason why you have a condom in yours... Just in case." She sipped her cup. "Plus, it helps in general with estrus. I mean, not as good as you did. But still..."

"And you're sure it works?"

Apogee pointed at the guarantee on the box. "Sure enough that a simple lawsuit from Diamond Gavel should cover any unintended consequences."

"...Okay."

Apogee finished her tea and looked at the pattern of the leaves in the bottom of the cup. "What would you do?" she asked.

"What?"

"If... that happened. What would you do?"

"Can we not even talk about it?" you asked in anxious irritation. "I can already feel my mane going grey from the stress!"

"I just... wanna know. Would you run off on me like some deadbeat?"

"What!? No! Of course not!"

"What would you do then?"

"I wouldn't... I mean, I would try to do the right thing, of course!" you assured her. "Not that it's ever going to happen, right!? You wouldn't trick me into something like that, would you?"

"No!" Apogee said, knowing perfectly well what you were referring to. "We both know how that turns out."

"Ugh, I need a cigarette!" Delta Vee groused as she threw the trailer door open, startling you from your nap in the lawn chair. "I would have been home sooner, but the place had A/C." She dug through the kitchen drawer and grabbed a half-empty pack. "But they don't allow smoking there so..." She lit up and took a deep drag before looking around the trailer. "Where's your sister?" she asked through the screen door.

"Nothing!" you blurted. "I mean, who!? I mean... I think she's somewhere out back."

"Well, go find her and then come inside."

Your eyes went wide. "What!? Oh- oh! Come inside the trailer!"

Delta gave you a funny look. "Yeah, what did you think..?" She smirked. "Oh, you horndog!" She grabbed her big tits through her blouse and gave them a jiggle. "Do I really get you that worked up?" She looked around quickly before she lifted the front of her skirt up and pulled her panties to the side, flicking her clit a couple times at you. "Be a good boy and you can have a little treat later," she teased before making herself proper again. "Now go fetch your sister! I have big news."

Week 2 - Day 1

You felt a light tap on your shoulder and you blinked awake. It was Sunday, and the day's sun was streaming in through the crooked blinds of your mother's bedroom window. You had slept naked and it had been a cool night. But you were still sweating uncomfortably with her still sleeping naked on top of you. Though your erection had gone softer after cumming the night before, she had fallen asleep on top of you without pulling out. And now your morning wood was firmly hilted balls-deep inside her.

You squinted in the light and focused your vision, looking up at Apogee leaning over you with an expression of irritation. She pointed at her phone insistently to show you the time, as if the sun wasn't already indication enough of how late it was you had slept in. She silently made a motion with her hand for you to 'get going'. She stood up and turned around to go back out into the trailer's common area to lay down and pretend to still be asleep in her bed.

You cleared your throat. "Uh, Mom?" you asked quietly, giving her a little shake to wake her.

She winced and made a plaintive little moan as she stirred awake. You felt her body tense and you could feel her vaginal muscles grip your dick as she moved to stretch. Her wince turned into a pleased smile as she gave you a hug, pressing her tits against you chest harder as she rolled her hips playfully, moving your erection inside her.

As much as you wanted to just let her keep going, you had promises to keep. "Mom, come on, it's late," you whispered. "We have to get up before Apogee sees us."

Speaking you sister's name seemed to sour her mood. Her smile faltered slightly, knowing that you were right. She shifted herself to get her arms under herself and sit up. She didn't move from your lap as she sat upright, keeping the full length of your dick inside her. She held your hands, lifting them up to her chest.

"Here, hold these for a second," she said. You grabbed her tits, with her puffy nipples in your palms. She grabbed your hands again. "No, like this." She moved you hands under her breasts to lift them. She grabbed the sheet to wipe the sweat from under her boobs. Then she properly stretched out her arms as she leaned back. Your morning wood had about as much flexibility as a piece of rebar.

You winced as you felt her try to bend it with her, but it stayed where it was. She audible grunted and put her hand over the obscene bulge that your dick was making in her abdomen. Her eyes glinted with mischief as she rubbed the tip of your dick through her belly, but you pointed behind her through the doorway at the other mare 'sleeping' in the next room.

She frowned in disappointment and steadied herself to stand up. Your erection pulled out of her with a wet shlorp followed by a massive gush of your trapped cum splattering onto the fur of your belly. Before you could ask "What the fuck!?", your cum was followed by a loud noise that was totally not a queef, and if you ever called it a queef, Delta would slap your face right off your head, how dare you!

"How is there always so much?" she asked as grabbed one of her slightly-dirtier dirty shirts from the pile and she quickly wiped herself, before tossing it onto your belly for you to attempt to soak up the mess with the paltry rag. You wiped as best as you could while your mother stepped into her shorts and fished around for her slightly-less-dirty dirty shirts. You finished as best as you could by the time she was dressed, but your belly looked like it had been plastered with hot glue. If it dried, you were worried that you were going to have to shave it.

"I need a shower," you groused as you grabbed your shorts and pushed your way past her. Your hard dick led the way as you walked naked to the bathroom. Apogee did a poor job of not peeking. You turned on the shower water and quickly set to work with some soap and the brush to get as much of... yourself, off of yourself.

The bathroom door opened and Delta walked in, dropping her shorts to sit on the can. While she went, her head turned slowly to look at you, looking at her through the plexiglass shower door. "Relax, it's just number one." Her gaze drifted lower to your erection, still standing very hard, bobbing in front of you while you scrubbed your fur. She cleaned up and flushed before giving you another look. She licked her lips and winked at you before she pulled up her shorts and left.

You finished scrubbing and turned the water temp down to cold until you got yourself under control. You got out, dried yourself, and dressed. Exiting the bathroom, Delta was standing at the kitchenette counter with a cup of tea. It was obviously Moon Tea, the only kind she tolerated. Apogee was sitting in the day-mode dining booth scrolling through her phone, and giving you some serious side-eye. Delta finished her tea and walked into her bedroom. She dug through the mess on the floor to find a couple of duffle bags and she started stuffing every bit of clothing and linen into them.

"Are you going camping?" you asked.

"Laundry day," she answered flatly.

"You actually wash your clothes?" Apogee asked.

"Hardy fucking har!" Delta huffed. "Are you working on your tight five for the Cloudsdale Comedy Club!? Yes, I do occasionally wash my fucking clothes. I'm just smart enough to not go to the laundromat every week, and wait until they're actually dirty, to save money for what's actually important."

"Like beer?" you muttered, gaining a glare from her.

You sat down next to Apogee in the booth while Delta finished packing and picked up the two bags.

"Alright. This should only take a couple hours," Delta said. "Then when I get back we can figure out some kind of lunch, okay?" She didn't expect or wait for an answer before she walked outside and took off. You and Apogee leaned over to watch through the window as she left.

After about a minute you sighed. "Listen, Gee, I'm sorry about last night..."

"Well, you can start making it up to me immediately." She hopped up from the booth and yanked down her shorts.

"Gee, come on, I haven't even had breakfast."

She sat up on the table in front of you, with her legs on either side of you. She grabbed a handful of your mane and looked you in the eyes, unable to keep the grin from her face. "Breakfast is served," she said before pulling your face into her crotch. You managed to take a deep breath before she locked her knees together behind your head.

This is your life now...

"That place is a fucking racket, I tell ya!" Delta complained as she walked into the trailer with her bags. "If I was running that place I'd already be rich with those prices!" She looked back and forth between the two of you. Apogee was playing on her phone, sitting upside down in the booth where you left her when the two of you finally finished. At least she put her clothes back on. Meanwhile, you were in the kitchen, eating a handful of plain bread slices after you ripped the fuzzy green bits off, and drinking a carton of orange juice trying desperately to rehydrate. "Is that lunch?" she asked. You nodded.

"Also we finished the pizza," Apogee said.

"Fine. Easier for me," Delta said, carrying her bags into her room to stuff her clothes into her dresser drawers. Apogee gave you a pointed look.

"Uh, so anyways, I'm heading out," you said.

Delta perked up immediately. "What!? Where? Why!?"

"It's the weekend," you explained. "My friends and I are meeting up at the arcade. Then we'll probably catch a movie afterwards. I probably won't be back until later tonight, so I'll get some kind of dinner while I'm out."

"..."

"Is that not okay?" you asked.

"Yeah!, I mean, no, it's fine. Why should I care!?" Delta said, shoving her clothes into her dresser a bit more forcefully than was explicitly necessary. "You're a grown-ass stallion. You can do what you want!"

"Oh...kay..." you said, giving Apogee a nervous look before you walked out of the trailer. You walked out to the edge of the junkyard as loudly as possible, tossing bits of metal at other piece of metal while singing off-key about cleaning up winter until you flew away.

That was the plan, after all. For you to go to the arcade all day so Apogee could shoot her shot with Delta. You already knew that your mom didn't have a problem with doing it with one of her kids. And you knew her barn door swung both ways. And you knew first hand just how... persuasive Apogee could be with this sort of thing. All she needed was the opportunity to be alone with her. And that was why you were going to be gone all day at the arcade, so she could get down and dirty with Mom.

Like hell you were going to miss that!

You circled back around and glided silently into the back side of the junkyard and walked even quieter across the sand towards the back of the trailer to the strategically-placed crate near the trailer's small vent window. Staying low, you just barely peeked over the corner as you eavesdropped.

Apogee walked over to Delta's bedroom doorway. "Hey, Mom, do you need help?"

"No!"

Apogee rolled her eyes. Delta had always been too proud, too stubborn to ever admit that she needed help. "Right. I meant, would you like some help?"

"I can put my own laundry away!"

"Okay, but... I'm just saying, it might fit better if you folded them."

Delta threw her bag on the floor. "Do you want to fucking do it!?"

"I mean, I was offering..."

Delta threw her hands up. "Fine, knock yourself out!" She stormed out of the bedroom and opened the fridge. "Fuck, I forgot to pick up beer!"

"I could text Aileron to pick up some on his way home," Apogee offered.

You quickly scrambled to silence your phone in you pocket.

"Sure, whatever," Delta grumbled.

Apogee walked into the bedroom and carefully pulled the crumpled piles of clean clothes back out of the drawers to sort them and start folding. "Is everything okay?"

"It's fine!" Delta insisted.

"Was the laundromat really that bad?" Apogee asked as she folded some denim work pants. "Because you seemed like you were in a really good mood this morning."

Delta huffed.

"I just mean, you were practically glowing," Apogee continued. "What happened? Did you meet some cute young stud at the bar last week while we were at school?"

"No! It wasn't like that. I mean, it's not like that! It's nothing! Can't I just be in a good mood!?"

Apogee shrugged. "Sure! It just seems... eh, uncharacteristic?"

Delta visibly bristled and sucked in a breath, clearly ready to spew some kind of vitriol in retort... but it never came. Her entire stance relaxed and her shoulders softened. "... Really?"

Apogee winced. "I mean... kinda, yeah. You're usually pretty... caustic." Delta sat in the kitchenette folding chair just outside the bedroom doorway. She looked... deflated. What Apogee was saying was nothing new to her, but it was still a hard pill to swallow. Especially from her, little miss infinite positivity.

"You know... I wasn't always like that," Delta said. "I've just... been through a lot of shit over the years, you know? My rocket for EASA was my one big chance! And Jet stole it! And ever since then, it's been tough. So I had to get tougher. I had to, to survive!"

"I know."

"No, you really don't! And I hope, to whatever powers that be, that you never have to. It's exhausting, you know? It's not easy being a cast-iron bitch all the time! It takes discipline, and years of training..." Delta wiped her eye. "A lot of people don't appreciate that."

"I do know, Mom," Apogee said. "Do you think that this family, this childhood, this... life of mine is the life of my dreams!?" That gave Delta pause. "Look, I'm not going to stand here and pretend like I have it any harder than you do. But don't act like I'm not going through this shit too, and carrying all this stress, just because I wear it better than you do! I smile and stay positive because I don't want anyone else to have to feel this bad! I get that your life sucked! I get that you're angry, and that you hate Dad! You make that abundantly clear ALL the time!" Apogee wiped her nose. "I just don't understand... Why do you hate him so much more than you love me!"

Delta recoiled as though the words had physically slapped her in the face.

"Apogee... I... I don't. I do hate him, a lot. But... not more than I love you." Apogee gave her a dubious expression. "I... know I haven't been doing a good job of demonstrating that. But... I am trying. I'm trying to be better. Trying to be a better person. A better mother to you. To both of you. You don't deserve-" Delta swallowed hard. "This life, my life isn't your fault. And it's been unfair of me to take it out on you for what Jet did just because..." Delta cut herself off.

"... Because we're the result of it?" Apogee finished.

Delta purse her lips. "I was going to say, a reminder of it. But yeah. Just the same, I wish... I wish I knew better, back then. I wish I had the chance to be better... to be a better mother at least. Jet didn't steal that chance. I... I was the one who threw it away."

Apogee walked over and hugged her. "You're trying."

Delta hugged her back. "Yeah. I'm trying."

"..."

After a minute, Delta broke the embrace. "Alright, enough of this namby pamby crap." She shook herself off. "I can only tolerate it in small doses."

Apogee smiled. "Baby steps."

"Yeah, yeah." Delta pointed at the bedroom. "Anyways, I think you were doing some chores for me?"

Apogee smiled bigger. "Right!" She went back to folding Delta's laundry and putting it away neatly in the drawers. The pants, shorts, shirts, and maintenance coveralls. Then it was the 'bumming around the house' clothes; whatever passed for her pajamas, gym shorts, and undershirts. And then... Apogee lifted out one of her mom's bras. She put the straps over her shoulders without clasping the back.

"Playing dress-up are we?" Delta teased from the kitchen.

Apogee looked down at the massive cups of the bra. "What's it like to have boobs?"

"You have boobs," Delta said.

Apogee reached under her mom's bra to cup her small chest in her palms. "No, I have... a chest. Not boobs. Not like this!" she said, cupping the massive bra with her hands.

"The grass is always greener," Delta muttered.

"What do you mean?" Apogee asked.

"The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence," Delta clarified.

"I know the expression! I meant how it applies to this context."

"You think bigger boobs are better. I thing the reverse it true," Delta said.

"But I thought bigger boobs being better was a universal fact."

"Ha! Yeah, according to guys, and girls like you," Delta said with an accusatory point of her finger. "You're not the one that has to carry them around all day."

"But don't you get like, free drinks and stuff?" Apogee asked.

Delta crossed her arms. "Ain't nothing in this world for free, Apogee. If you don't listen to anything else I say, remember that! Oh sure, these girls will get you attention and gifts. And it might seem great at the time, but all that comes with a price eventually. You understand where I'm going?"

Apogee nodded. "Yeah, I get it. Men are pigs."

Delta sighed. "Not all men. But the ones who are only looking to get their greedy paws on a big rack? Yeah."

"... How do they feel?"

"Heavy!" Delta answered quickly.

"No, I mean like," Apogee squeezed the empty bra. "What's the appeal?"

"Fuck if I know. Why do you ask?"

Apogee shrugged and blushed. "I'm just curious."

Delta tilted her head. "I never took you for a fillyfooler. I thought you had a colt friend there for a while."

"I did, kinda for a little while, but we never... did anything," Apogee said.

Delta put her hand up. "Hey, I'm not your father. Whether you did or didn't do whatever is all you. I'm not trying to police you. Fillyfool all you like. I don't recommend it. Girls are more trouble than they're worth in my opinion. That's why I usually prefer studs." Delta looked away wistfully and smirked. "Usually."

"But sometimes?"

"Hey, I don't own a double-ender for the stallions, you know," Delta said with a coy smile, watching Apogee blush and look down at the empty bra cups in her hands. "So you're curious to know what a real pair feels like?" With uncharacteristic shyness, Apogee didn't meet her eyes, but just nodded meekly. Delta wavered a bit, as though debating in her mind. "Fuck it. You were breast-fed." Delta waved her over.

Apogee's eyes went wide. "Wait, what!? Really!?"

"Yeah, come on! Before I lose my nerve!" Apogee walked over with her hands out, and jaw slack like a zombie. "Take that stupid thing off first! You look ridiculous!" Apogee quickly discarded the bra and then walked over with her hands out again, stopping barely an inch away from her mother's chest. Delta rolled her eyes. "Come on, don't make this more awkward than it already is." She grabbed Apogee's wrists and mashed her palms into her breasts.

"Squishy!" Apogee said with a goofy smile. Her hands groped and her fingers felt around until she felt the nubs of her nipples, working them between her finger and thumb.

"I shouldn't have to explain to you that nipples are sensitive."

"Yeah!" Apogee curbed her pinching enthusiasm and moved her hands under them to lift them. "Yeah, they are heavy."

"Doesn't my lower back know it," Delta groaned. Apogee moved swiftly behind where Delta was sitting and reached around to cup her breasts again and lift them. "What? Do you want an internship to carry them?" Delta asked. Apogee lifted her breast and lowered them, feeling their weight, and hiking up the hem of her shirt. She lowered her hands down to Delta's bare belly and lifted them to cup the underside of Delta's bare breasts. "Okay, that was smooth. Obvious, but smooth."

"Did you want me to stop?" Apogee asked.

"I didn't say that."

Apogee moved her hand up under Delta's shirt, finding her nipples again and resumed playing with them. Delta waited patiently with mild amusement for the novelty to wear off. That time never came.

"I can see why guys like these!" Apogee said, kneading her mother's tits like she was making bread. "You said I was breast-fed?" Apogee asked.

"Yeah."

"I wish I could remember that..." Even from where you were sitting outside you could hear Apogee lick her lips. Delta just shook her head, grabbed the hem of her shirt, and pulled it up over her head. "Uh..."

"Look Apogee, you're not as slick as you think you are. And if I wanted to play games I'd have gone to arcade with your brother. So don't dance around the bush if you want something."

"So can I..?"

"Yeah." Apogee grinned and move to kneel in front of Delta, leaning forward to suck one of her nipples while her opposite hand played with the other, before switching to do the same to the other. Delta's maternal hand gently held Apogee's head against her breast as she suckled.

Apogee's hand that wasn't full of boob rested on Delta's thigh. Despite being told to the contrary, she tried to be as slick as possible as she slid it up her leg, into the leg of Delta's shorts. To her credit, she mostly succeeded with Delta being so distracted. But no amount of nipple sucking could stay Delta's notice of Apogee's thumb grazing her pubic fluff. She grabbed her wrist through her shorts. "What do you think you're doing?"

Apogee looked up at her with her mouth full of areola. "Um... stealing third base?"

"Yeah, almost. I think this has gone far enough. You know how my boobs feel now, so why don't we just-"

"Please!? I've never gotten to third base with a girl!"

"Okay, first of all, begging is not sexy," Delta said. "And second of all... wait, what!?"

"Well, I mean, I kinda got to third base a little bit with my hand, but she didn't want to... do that with me."

Delta snorted. "I'm not surprised. Girls your age... most girls your age don't know what you want. That's why when I'm craving... that, I prefer mares my own age. Because you might talk big game, but once you finally get down there, face-to-folds, you suddenly realize that you were straight all along and you just now found out! And then I'm left in the lurch, all worked up from some little cunt-tease again!"

"I wouldn't do that to you."

"Uh huh. Promises, promises."

"I'll prove it!" Apogee's other hand grabbed the hem pf Delta's shorts.

"Slow down, kid! Fuck, you're like a horny little colt champing at the bit to get his dick wet. Let me at least go freshen up. I was sitting on a washing machine in spin cycle for like an hour and I'm a little..."

"I can tell." Apogee's wrist squirmed in Delta's grip and her thumb grazed the top of her very damp pussy. "If it makes it fair, I've been pretty worked up thinking about this, too."

"How long have you been-" Apogee grabbed her mother's other hand and pulled it into her wet crotch. Delta yanked her hand away. "For fuck's sake, Apogee, you could drown a foal in those shorts! How is your estrus this bad? Haven't you been taking your Moon Tea?" Apogee nodded. "And it's still this bad?" Apogee bit her lip and nodded again.

Delta let out an exasperated sigh. "Alright. Bedroom. Go." Apogee damn near did a backflip as she bounded into the bedroom and bounced on Delta's mattress.

~
Outside, you quickly, but quietly, darted around the outside of the trailer to the watch through the bedroom window.
~

Delta walked past Apogee to look in her closet. "I would never share, normally, but lets see if we can find you something in here for you to be able to deal with yourself." Delta dug out her 'toy' box.

Apogee appeared beside her in a flash. "You said you had a double-ender, right?" She didn't wait for an answer before she reached in and grabbed the longest pink thing she saw. Indeed, it was a floppy, silicone double-headed dildo.

"I think that's a little advanced for the first time," Delta said. "Why don't you start with-"

Apogee grabbed an oblong box. "Clone A Willy?"

"Uh, yeah, that's a kit you can use to make a mold of... a dick."

"So whose-" The bottom of the box gave out and a thick, beige, rubber dick landed in Apogee's lap. The base of it had the initials J.S. on it. "J. S? Who is..." Apogee's eyes lit up like fireworks. "Jet Stream!? Is this Dads!?"

Delta grit her teeth. "Yeah."

Apogee looked over every veiny detail of it, feeling the heft of it in her hands. From where you sat, it was hard to make an accurate comparison. But by the looks of it, like yours, it was nearly the size of her forearm. You seemed to have inherited your father's best traits.

Apogee looked at Delta, "But if you hate Dad so much, why would you keep this?"

"The same reason why all lesbians own dildos!" Delta said. "I like this penis. I just don't like the DICK it's attached to."

Apogee chuckled but continued to stare at it. "I wanna try it!"

"Apogee, don't make this weirder than it already is!" her mother said, still topless.

"Well what else do you..." Apogee fished around in the box and pulled out a strap-on harness. She grinned and held it up next to the Clone dildo.

"I am not fucking you with your father's dick."

"Okay, how about if I wear it first instead?"

"You're not doing that either!"

"You're such a prude!"

"You little shit. Fine, you think you can hang? Let's go. Sit on the bed." Apogee got back on the mattress. "Turn around. Face the wall." Apogee turned around, facing away from her mother. "Take off your shirt." Apogee giggled as she threw her shirt off. Delta sat down behind her.

"If you're back there, how are you going to see my-"

"Close your mouth, and close your eyes," Delta instructed. Apogee did as she was told. Delta moved closer and Apogee reached back to touch her breasts again. "No. Keep your hands to your sides."

"What are you doing?" Apogee asked.

"Mouth closed. I'm not telling you again."

Apogee shut her mouth and stayed silent as Delta placed her hands on Apogee's back. She moved slowly over the contours of her muscles. She traced her fingers down along her sides, over her ribs, getting a stifled giggle from Apogee. Delta worked her hands back up again to the middle of her back at the base of her wings. She moved her fingers up along the leading edges and back down again. She gave each of her primary feathers a light tug as though she was preening.

Apogee shifted anxiously in her seat. Behind her, Delta loomed over her, leaning in closer has her hands continued to work on her back and wings. She breathed forcefully against the back of Apogee's neck and her scalp, making her feel her hot breath. Apogee continued to squirm, as though she had an itch somewhere she couldn't reach. But Delta clearly knew where it was as she kept up her work. Apogee stifled her moan through her teeth. It came out as more of a whimper that rose in pitch with each passing second as her hips started to practically vibrate.

In a flash, Delta wrapped her arms around her and pulled her tightly into her lap. She cupped her pert chest with her hands, giving her stiff nipples the lightest of pinches as she nibbled ear with her teeth. Apogee let out a shriek that she could not keep in as her whole body trembled and shook. Fresh wetness soaked her shorts, and Delta's lap. One could be forgiven for thinking that she had been genuinely scared or tickled to the point that she had properly wet herself. But it was not the case.

Delta let her go at last and Apogee flopped forward. Delta just smiled at her. "Don't discount second base. I barely touched your nipples and you went off like a sprinkler!"

Apogee rolled over and grabbed at her shorts with arms that she could barely feel as she tried to wiggle and crawl out. When she was finally able to get her shorts down past her knees, she got one leg out and kicked them off at Delta with decent aim.

Delta grabbed Apogee's wet shorts out of the air. "You're pretty damn tenacious, kid, I'll give you that." Apogee grabbed her thighs and pulled her knees up to her chin. "Fine. You want to go for a ride on Delta's O'Coaster? You better hold the fuck on." Delta leaned down close to look at Apogee's tight little pussy lips. "Ah, youth." She grabbed her hips and wasted no time diving in, giving her a long lick up and down before shoving her tongue inside. Delta sat up for a moment and smacked her lips, tasting Apogee's flavor.

"What's wrong?" Apogee asked self-consciously.

"Never did anything with your colt-friend, huh?" Delta mocked. "You're definitely not a virgin."

"What? How do you know?" Apogee asked.

"Virgin pussy tastes different."

"How many virgins have you had!?" Apogee asked.

Delta waved her hand. "Okay, virgin in the strictest sense of the word. But I've had a lot of gold-star fillyfoolers."

"What does gold star mean?"

"It means that they've never had a dick inside them that wasn't made out of plastic. You see, the first time you get cream-pied, the hormones change your... local chemistry and it tastes different. So congratulations. And you're not pregnant, so you obviously did something right."

"Great. Thanks for the five-star review, Mom."

Delta leaned in again to continue licking Apogee's pussy. Knowing that she had taken a dick before made her much less nervous about adding a couple of fingers into the mix. She took her time, teasing her slowly and then backing off. Then she went back in again, elevating her pleasure before slowing down again at the last moment. She let her hand do the work for a bit while she just enjoyed the sight of Apogee's tight little snatch stretch around a third finger. Her lithe body was at her complete mercy as she shifted anxiously trying to get herself to a peak that Delta kept denying her.

"This is fun," Delta teased as she continued to plunge her fingers in and out of Apogee. "Usually the only mares that'll bother with me are just as old and bitter about stallions as I am. It's convenient that they usually know exactly what they want and they pretty direct about it. But I have to admit, it does make things... eh, maybe not boring, but... predictable?"

Apogee's only reply was a stunted series of moans and little squeals.

"And most of the gals that have been career dykes usually have stuff that makes it had to compete with," Delta continued in between giving Apogee's winking clitoris little kisses. "I mean, I'll go home with them from the bar, only to find some two-thousand bit pneumatic fuck machine that looks like it belongs in an industrial assembly line. But with you, with this..."

Apogee whimpered as Delta rotated her wrist to start making little curling motions with her fingers inside Apogee's vagina. "All it takes me is three little fingers to turn you into a puddle." Delta smiled before slowing down again. "It's refreshing."

Apogee's whimpers became more plaintive and desperate. "M-Mom, please?"

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." Delta curled her fingers inside her again, faster and harder against that special spot, building that pressure back up even faster than before. Apogee's whines turned into high pitched moans, and then a deep moan as her whole body tensed in the final moment. Delta could read her like a book and she planted her mouth on her pussy, cupping the rest of her vulva with her mouth, sucking and lashing her winking clit with her tongue.

Apogee's moan turned into a scream as her hips bucked up into Delta's mouth. Delta's other arm wrapped around Apogee's thigh and held on. She didn't let up while Apogee came hard into her mouth. Delta just held on for the ride and kept making lewd slurping noises, swallowing what she could while the rest dribbled from the corners of her mouth until Apogee's body finally fell limp. Delta slowly released her from her arm and mouth and gently slid her fingers out, getting one last little whimper from Apogee. Delta sat back on the mattress and admired her glistening fingers, sticky with her daughter's marecum.

Apogee recovered slowly, and sat up in the wet spot she had made on the mattress. She looked at the topless mare sitting across from her. Delta smiled at her and licked her fingers clean, savoring the delicious meal. Though she was still wearing her shorts, she sat with her legs slightly ajar. She followed Apogee's eyes down to her crotch and smirked. "All yours." Apogee gave an exasperated sigh. "I mean, unless you're going to be another little cunt-tease," Delta razzed.

"I told you I'm not!" Apogee said defensively. She crawled across the mattress on her hands and knees and grabbed at Delta's shorts legs. Delta lifted her butt just enough for Apogee to pull them free and off her legs. Delta leaned back on her elbows to let Apogee admire the view.

Apogee had looked at herself in the mirror plenty. She looked like she had been carved from marble with barely an ounce of fat on her. Her toned muscles had striking definition. It made her look hard.

Her mother, on the other hand, looked soft. Delta was a strong mare, no doubt. She had the ropey muscles of a working mare, but they were hidden beneath her voluptuous figure. She had never really lost all of her pregnancy weight, but she wore it well around her midsection, and in her thick thighs, and a very comfortable-looking ass. And her breasts had only gotten bigger since her breast-feeding days.

Apogee moved between her mother's legs trying to not look nervous. Like the rest of Delta's body, her pussy looked invitingly plump. The teal tuft of her pubic fluff rested just above her smooth vulva. Apogee reached out with her hand to place her palm against it. Apogee extended an experimental finger, sliding it inside, then another. She reached the milestone she had with Dizzy. She started sliding them in and out nervously. "Oh, you can do better than that!"

Apogee had always been a small filly. Short, even among her classmate peers, much to her irritation. Even when you called your little sister fun-sized as a term of endearment, it still triggered her short-mare complex. By contrast, Delta was practically a mountain of a mare. Not that she was that much taller than the average gal, but standing next to little Apogee, who barely made it up to her shoulders, she was practically Amazonian. And now it was even more apparent. Delta's thick fingers had felt massive inside Apogee. But even with Apogee's fingers spread out, her hand couldn't cover all of Delta's vulva.

Apogee added a third finger, then a fourth just to try to get a reaction out of Delta other than arrogant sass. "I'm pretty sure you're the smallest girl I've been with. I'm actually kind of curious to see just how many fingers you can get in there." Apogee shifted her shoulder a little to get a better angle as she worked her thumb inside.

"That's all of them," Apogee said proudly.

"Keep going! Deeper!"

Apogee nervously pushed her fingers and thumb deeper inside her mother's pussy. You watched with morbid curiosity as it managed to stretch to the widest part of her hand. Delta actually started to audibly pant. Slow second crawled by as the suspense kept building, until...

"YES!" Delta gasped as Apogee's hand popped inside and her vaginal muscles closed around her wrist. "Keep going! Deeper!" Apogee worked her hand deeper inside with little thrusting motions as more of her forearm vanished inside her mother's vagina. Now it was Delta's turn to lose her focus as her breathing became ragged and punctuated by throaty, whorish moans as you watched inch after inch of your sister's arm sliding inside. Delta was just laying there and loving it by the looks of it.

Suddenly Delta lurched upright and clutched her belly. "Okay, hold on," She winced. "You hit the end there."

"Are you okay?" Apogee asked nervously.

"Yeah. It just felt like a little cramp." She breathed. "Okay, just... close your fingers so you don't bump into that again." The bulge in Delta's abdomen shifted for a moment as Apogee made a fist inside her. "Okay, keep going," Delta panted.

Apogee had just enough clearance to get in up to her elbow. "That's it," she said. Delta looked down between her legs to where her daughter's pale-yellow arm was buried inside her.

"F-fuck that hot! Okay, go!"

"Go what!? Where!?"

"For fuck's sake, Apogee, do I have to spell it out for you? Fuck me!"

Apogee moved her arm in and out like a stallion's penis, making small, slow motions at first while Delta laid there and played with her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. "Come on kid, I'm not made of glass, I can take it!" Apogee adjusted her stance to give herself some more leverage as she really started to put her muscle into it, moving harder and faster against her mother's snug grip on her arm. "Maybe we need to get you a gym membership or-" Apogee expression shifted into serious determination and she flexed her wrist, making the bulge moving inside in Delta's abdomen more pronounced. "OoOH!" Delta grunted and put both of her hands over her belly. "Okay, fuck! Whatever you're doing..." she panted, "Keep doing it!"

Apogee fisted her mother just as fast and hard as before. Delta kept one hand over the protruding bulge in her belly and her other hand moved to finger her clit. "Yes, YES!" Apogee started to roll her wrist around in small circles inside her mother vagina. "Oh, fuck! No stallion's dick can do that!" Apogee got into a rhythm, fist-fucking her like a well-oiled engine. Delta's finger's were a blur on her clit.

Delta's entire smug persona vanished. She actually looked... worried as she watched the smaller mare wear her on her arm like a damn sock puppet. She was entirely at the mercy of Apogee's fist, elbow-deep inside her, making her feel all kinds of things. She looked vulnerable, but it was tempered by her trust that Apogee would never do anything to hurt her. She wasn't some one-night floozy that would kick her out when she sobered up the next morning.

She loved her.

"F-FUCK!" Delta screamed and her hips bucked up into the air. Her back arched to the point of looking like a scene from a horror movie. Her pussy clenched and spasmed, gushing a powerful jet of her marecum practically up Apogee's nose.

Apogee tried to move out of the line of fire, but she was trapped. "Mom!" she tried to say, but only managed to get Delta's next squirt into her open mouth. Delta's hips were practically levitating as she kept cumming, spraying Apogee in the face again and drenching her mane. Apogee yelled, "Mom, stop!"

"YOU STOP!" Delta cried between the throaty moans of her orgasm.

Apogee tried to pull her arm out, but it only made Delta squirt her in the face harder. "LET GO!"

"I can't!" Delta cried, cumming just as hard as ever. "Stop moving!" Apogee relaxed her arm as Delta's pussy flexed and squeezed and squirted until she was completely empty. At last, her legs went limp and her butt flopped back onto the mattress, pulling Apogee down on top of her as Delta's entire body trembled.

"You okay?" Apogee asked. Delta nodded weakly. Apogee tried to pull her arm out.

"Ooh, easy, it's still sensitive. Just wait a minute."

"Um, okay." Apogee laid there with her arm trapped up to her elbow inside her mother. She tried to keep her arm as still as she could while Delta's vagina continued to quiver and squeeze around her in orgasmic aftershocks. They both laid there, panting together for a few, long minutes.

"Okay," Delta panted. "Try now. Gently."

"Okay." They both held their breath as Apogee applied just barely enough tension to pull her arm out excruciatingly slowly.

"Ooh, ohh, oooh!" For a mare that had given birth to twins, Delta still whimpered like a little filly with a skinned knee as her vulva started to bulge and stretch at Apogee's wrist.

"Almost there," Apogee said.

Delta sucked a breath and bit her lip with a determined nod. Apogee pulled her hand out of her mother's vagina with a wet shlorp. Delta's yelp turned into a sigh of relief as she cupped her tender pussy with her hand.

"You okay?" Apogee asked again.

Delta nodded and looked at Apogee with half-lidded eyes. "Kid, you know I don't just hand out compliments, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

Delta took another deep breath and smiled. "But that was seriously the best orgasm I've ever had in my entire life."

Apogees face lit up in surprise and pride. "Really!?"

"Yeah. By far!" Delta praised.

That stung a little for you to hear, especially after she had said that same thing to you just the other day.

"So does that mean we can do that again?" Apogee asked.

Delta winced and kept her hand gingerly cupping her vulva. "Not today."

"What about tomorrow?" Apogee asked.

Delta smiled. "We'll see. But obviously we can't be letting your brother know about this."

Apogee chuckled. "Ha! Yeah, I bet if he ever found out, his dick would probably explode!"

"It better not," Delta said before blushing. "I mean HE better not! Find out, that is!"

Apogee wasn't far from the truth. While you were watching them, you had practically turned the outside of the trailer into a Jackson Pollock masterpiece.

Delta looked at Apogee's mane, plastered with mare cum. "Speaking of him, you need to take a shower before he gets home."

Apogee looked at her mother's whole entire body, not the least of which was her damp chin where her own orgasm had dribbled down. "So do you..." Apogee grinned. "That stall has room for two. Wanna wash my back?"

Delta snorted but just stood up to follow her daughter to the bathroom. You scurried back around to the other side of the trailer to watch. Much to your disappointment, the hot water filled the room with thick clouds of steam.

But your ears were treated to the wet and wild sounds of round two.

Week 2 - Night 1

As a stallion, your sessions had a very finite beginning and end for sex. But once those two mares got going, they could go for a long, long time together. Fun was fun, watching from outside the trailer windows while your mother, Delta Vee, knocked tacos with your twin sister, Apogee.

But the desert was still very sunny and hot outside. And after firing off your tapioca shotgun for the third time, you were starting to get genuinely dehydrated. To say nothing of the fact you had barely eaten anything that day. And even if you could go back inside the trailer right now, you were at a loss to think of anything even viable to eat in the fridge. The weekend was when food shopping usually got done but lately your mother has been a bit... distracted.

You watched them make the double-headed dildo vanish inside them as they mashed their marehoods together. Apogee squatted over Delta on the mattress, practically folding her in half like a wrestling move to grind her pussy against hers. Your stomach growled loud enough to make you fearful that they might have heard it over the sticky wet noises of their tribadism.

You forced yourself to tear your eyes away from the scene and pull up your shorts. Just a quick trip to the food mart. Just a quick trip and you'd be right back.

...

Flying with wings this stiff proved to be difficult.

The flight home was easier. You barely made it out of the store before you chugged down one of the beverage bottles. Between that and the prepared sandwich, you felt revitalized. But the entire trip had already taken much longer than you had expected. You hurried home with your bags of groceries.

Though you arrived home when you had promised, you still approached the trailer silently. A quick peek into the bedroom window confirmed that indeed, they were both naked, napping, and draped over one another with Apogee nuzzling Delta's chest pillows.

Seemed a shame to disturb them. You silently entered the trailer and closed the door to Delta's bedroom before you unpacked the groceries with all your stealth. There wasn't many good things you could eat without running the microwave which sounded like a jet taking off. The bag of chips you brought home was supposed to be for everyone but...

You settled down in the dining booth and crunched the chips in your mouth as quietly as you could while you waited for the inevitable. You didn't have to wait very long.

The bedroom door creaked open just enough for Delta to shuffle out in nothing but her shorts with her eyes only half open as she made her way to the bathroom.

"Hey," you greeted. Startled, Delta yelped in surprise. A billiard ball suddenly fell out of her shorts. Your eyes followed it as it rolled across the uneven linoleum before you looked back up at her. "I think you might need to chew your food better."

"You're home early," she said before looking to squint at the clock. "Oh."

"Mhm. Where's Apogee?" you asked.

Delta leaned surreptitiously to pull the bedroom door shut. "Uh... she's uh... somewhere else."

"Okay." You resumed eating your chips while you played on your phone, pretending to not care.

Delta grabbed the door handle again. "Actually, I uh... need to go do something..."

You didn't even look up from your phone as Delta slinked back into her bedroom. It was hard to not laugh. The thin panel door did nothing to muffled their hushed voices.

"Apogee, wake up! Get dressed!"

"Wuh?"

"Get up! Get dressed! Aileron's home!"

"Oh."

You have to get out... No not that way, he's out there! Go... out the window."

The scraping of rusty metal on metal resounded through the trailer frame as Delta pried the entire pane out of the frame.

"Wah?"

"Here, I'll help you up."

There was a series of very un-sexy grunts and sounds of struggling before the clatter of the junk outside that Apogee landed on.

"Eww! I think I just touched bird shit."

"Shut up and get out of here!"

"Where?"

"Somewhere out back!"

Metal scraped loudly again ad Delta put the window back into the frame. A minute later she walked out of the bedroom nervously with her shirt on backwards. You barely gave her a second glance.

"Uh, now that I think about it, I think Apogee might be somewhere out back."

"Okay."

"..."

"..."

"Anyways, I'm gonna... yeah..." Delta walked back inside the bedroom and closed the door. You heard the hurried commotion of her putting toys away and trying to make the room not look like the site of an orgy.

You put your phone in your pocket and walked outside. Apogee was exactly where you expected her to be, sitting on the infamous couch in the hangar, grinning wide enough to tie her lips behind her head.

"Hey!" she greeted excitedly with her characteristic enthusiasm.

"Hey," you greeted back in an even tone. She opened her mouth- "Yeah, I can tell," you said before she could unload everything. "It's pretty obvious." You pointed at her inside-out shorts with her panties stuffed into a pocket. Without skipping a beat she hopped up and dropped her shorts right in front of you with all the subtlety of a grenade. She flipped them right-side out and pulled them back up without bothering with her panties. Then she sat back down where she was on the couch. You sat down next to her. "And I know I'm one to talk," you continued, "but you reek of sex."

"Hmf. Wasn't this the plan?" she asked.

"Yes..."

"But..?"

"But now what?" you asked her. "Honestly, I never thought it would get this far. I didn't even think you liked Mom that way- or fillies at all, until just the other day. I just figured that this... with me and Mom, and me and you... would just be until something changed with one of you. Or me. And that would be that."

"You want this to end!?"

"Of course not! This has been the best week of my life! I mean, it started out as the worst, what with Rose and all. But now, yeah, this is amazing, and I love it."

"But..?"

"But I'm just being realistic, Gee. I hope for the best. But experience, unfortunately, has taught me to prepare for the worst. Things change. People change. I hope for the best. I hope this can last forever. But... I can't expect it to."

"Why not?"

"Apogee, do you not already see the house of cards we're living in? Mom doesn't know about us. She doesn't want you to know about me and her. And she doesn't want me to know about her and you."

"How did you-"

"Gee, all of Las Pegasus probably heard you trying to climb out of her window. She obviously doesn't want me to know."

Apogee shrugged. "Okay, yeah."

"And we're going to have to tell her about us at some point if this is ever going to work long-term."

"Yeah," she sighed.

"So how are we going to do that?" you asked her. "We can't just out and tell her."

"Even after everything that's happened?"

You shrugged. "I'm just saying, I would have been shocked, and even a little upset if I found out about you and Mom without knowing it was going to happen ahead of time like I did. I mean, remember when you first found out about me and Mom?"

Apogee frowned. "Yeah..." Her frown vanished. "Wait, what if I talked her into me seducing you together with her?"

The idea made your dick so hard so fast that it actually hurt. "As much as I love it, I can guarantee that she would try to talk you out of it."

"Okay then, what if you talked with her about including me in your little sessions?"

"I'm pretty sure she would kill me on the spot. She knows the consequences of having sex young. I don't think she'd like the idea of you fucking any colt. Least of all me. And besides, you know how... possessive she can be. Everything else aside, I don't think she'd like the idea of sharing me."

Apogee scratched her head. "There must be some way."

"..."

"We could..." she started to say. "Uh, no..."

"What?"

"No, it's crazy."

"Apogee, we are siblings who have been fucking our mother and each other! I'm pretty sure we left sanity behind a long time ago. So just tell me your idea."

She told you her plan.

"Okay, yes. That is crazy," you agreed. You scratched your chin. "But... that might be the only way to get all of this to work."

The foods you brought home from the store were meager ingredients, but it made for a dinner that was a sumptuous feast for you to cook compared to the usual fare in that trailer. Your mother was only too happy to watch you work at the kitchenette stove from her seat next to Apogee. You served them each a plate before you made your own and sat down with a can of soda and a bowl of fresh, chopped pineapple for yourself. Delta walked over to the fridge and then came back to the table empty-handed.

"You forgot the beer," Delta muttered as she ate.

"Sorry," you apologized. "You can survive a day without it, can't you?"

You could hear her grip on her fork tighten. "Yeah. I'm fine. I don't need it! I'm not a fucking alcoholic!" You exchanged a nervous glance with your sister and hoped for all of your sakes that she was right. Delta grabbed the cigarette pack out of her shirt pocket, looking at the last few sticks inside before sliding one out into her lips.

"I thought you said you were going to quit those," you said.

"I said I'd try to cut down!" she growled at you across the table before stuffing it back into the pack. "Fine! I'll save it for after dinner."

~

Since you cooked, Apogee offered to do the dishes while Delta stepped outside. You followed after her as she stood a little ways away from the trailer. Her lips pulled a cigarette out of her pack again.

"I could give you something else to smoke," you teased, giving her butt a dry hump.

"Ha. Ha," Delta deadpanned as it dangled in her mouth, before she ignited her lighter. The cherry of the cigarette glowed brightly as she took a deep drag.

"... I want to be able to kiss you later," you said.

She fumed. "Fine! I'll brush my fucking teeth later, okay!? I wasn't bullshitting about trying to cut down. I'm trying to make this my last pack. Fuck, you're worse than your father!"

Her words made you physically recoil.

Her angry expression softened. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say... that. But he was bad about getting me to quit before we finally split." She sat on one of the fifty-five gallon drums labeled 'flammable.' Her eyes followed yours. "Don't worry. They're empty."

You sat on the one, upwind, next to her.

"Mom... I know Dad was... What he did was... He... I think he still cared about you, in his own way."

Delta chuckled. "Tell yourself whatever you need to if it helps you sleep better. He just didn't like my lips tasting like an ashtray." She saw your raised eyebrow. "Either set of lips."

You looked down at your hands, wondering how, at all, you were any different. "Yeah, but I... Why are you actually trying this time? For me?"

She gave you a look that was equal parts serious and sultry. "Because you actually like kissing both," she said with a smirk. "Oh sure, he liked getting sucked off, but fuck if he could be bothered to return he favor more than twice a year!" She clearly miss-read your look of confusion for curiosity. "My birthday and our anniversary," she added.

"Really? Because I actually think it tastes pretty good."

She pulled the cigarette from her mouth and exhaled a cloud of smoke up into the sky before she glared at you. "Knock it off, Aily."

"What?"

"I don't need you to tell me how fucking good my pussy is. I'm the one who wears it. I know how good it is. It's not my fault that your father's taste is shit! I keep my pussy good because when I kiss a colt after sitting on his face all night, I want to taste it! But you know what's on my mind right now? It ain't the pussy in my shorts. It's you, being on my ass about my smoking, like a fucking hemorrhoid!"

"I just care about your health is all, Mom." You told her truthfully. "And... I'm just saying... it does taste better."

"You should feel lucky that you get to taste it at all!" Delta snapped before she just sighed and looked up at the night sky. "Fuck."

"What?"

"I can't believe I'm having this conversation with my own kid- my own son."

You shrugged. "I know."

"Look, I just need this right now," she said, sucking down another lung full of nicotine. "You can't imagine the kind of day I had dealing with your sister."

Oh, you could imagine all right.

"Was it bad?" you asked genuinely.

"No, it was just... She's just a lot, you know?"

Your mind flashed with memories of your twin sister gripping your mane and shoving your face into her pussy like you owed it money.

"Yeah Mom, I know." Delta chuckled dubiously and took another drag. "Hey Mom, do you think that maybe Apogee is going through the same thing you are? What with it being almost summer season and all?"

She scoffed. "She has her cutie mark. The fuck you think!?"

"Right." You blushed. "Maybe she needs... maybe I could-"

Delta glared at you. "Alright, I'm gonna stop you right there, Casanova. Just because you and I have been... you know, doesn't mean you need to start working your way down the family tree. Apogee is just fine, for your information! She has somepony to deal with that."

"Oh?"

"Yeah."

"How-"

"We talk, you know!" she said. "She's entirely capable of getting relief from... not you! Fuck! The last thing this family needs is another teen pregnancy!"

Well, that went about as well as you expected. You looked away in shame while she smoked.

"Aren't you happy with... what you're getting!?" she asked.

"Yeah..."

"But.!?"

You looked at her again. "It's funny... I was going to ask you something similar."

Her glare softened. "I am happy."

"You don't seem like it."

"Everything else aside, I am still your mother. Both of you! And whether of not you choose to believe it, I do give a shit about you both. And that supersedes everything else. Even my own happiness."

The corner of your mouth smiled. "I do believe it."

"Great." Her eyes crossed as she looked down at the remaining stub of her cigarette. "Now can you please fuck off and let me enjoy the rest of this thing in silence?"

Your smile remained as you nodded and hopped down off the barrel to leave and walk back to the trailer.

~

As you walked inside the trailer Apogee smiled at you just as wide as ever as her phone dinged with a notification. She wordlessly showed you her phone. It was a text that your mother had just sent her:

hay ur brothr is being a pill. slep with me 2nite aftr hes alsep?

You just rolled your eyes as she suppressed a squeal, and texted back:

k

Apogee's plan was crazy. Everything about this was crazy. Your whole life had become crazy. And by the stars, you wouldn't trade it for anything. Even if it mean gambling everything just to keep it.

"What's wrong?" Apogee whispered to you in the dark.

"Nothing," you whispered back.

"You don't normally last this long," she teased, flexing her tight, vaginal muscles around your cock, buried balls-deep inside her. "You're not nervous are you?"

"No."

"Then cum inside me," she said. "Cum deep inside me."

"I don't need the dirty talk."

"It kinda feels like you do," she said. "It's been almost five minutes and you haven't even started to flare."

You humped into her as quietly as you could. "I just have a lot on my mind. It's been a long day."

"Oh yeah? What movie did you end up watching?" she asked.

"I watched a porno starring you and Mom through the windows." You felt her tense. "Yeah, I didn't even leave."

Even in the dim moonlight, you could see the glint in the corner of her smile and she pushed back against you harder. "What was your favorite part?" she asked playfully.

"I don't know," you said as you continued to quietly fuck your twin sister. "Maybe it was the part when you were elbow-deep inside her."

"Oh yeah? Are you sure it wasn't when she marked her territory in the shower?" she asked.

"What happened!?" you asked. "The bathroom was all fogged up."

"Oh? She shoved me down in the stall corner and squatted over me-"

"F-fuck!" you grunted as your cock flared. You shoved it as deep as you could inside your sister as you started to cum hard against the entrance of her cervix. Apogee purred as you flooded her womb with your thick seed.

"I didn't think those showers would be your kink," she breathed.

"It's not!" you tried to object even as your dick kept throbbing and pulsing, pumping more cum into her. You waited for it to start to soften so you could pull out...

"Maybe I should drink extra water..."

"No."

"And the next time we're in the shower-"

"Stop!"

"I could just squat over you and..."

Your dick throbbed harder inside her. "No! I don't want this fetish!"

She giggled, making her pussy quiver around your dick. Once she got all of the laughs out of her system she laid there and waited along with you for your dick to finally go soft.

"..."

"..."

"Are you still thinking about me drinking a lot of water?"

"No."

"Well, you need to..." she made a 'get smaller' motion with her finger and thumb.

"It's kinda hard."

"I can tell," she said, wiggling her hips.

"That's not helping!" you said.

"..."

At least your flare relaxed.

"Okay, are you ready?" you asked.

"Are youI?" she asked, even more earnestly. "You're going to need to be ready."

"Does it feel like I'm not ready!?" you asked her with your erection still mostly hard inside her. "It's taking all my willpower to not think about... the plan."

"Okay..." Apogee wiggled herself away from you as you did the same to pull out as gently as you could. "Here goes nothing..."

Apogee got up from the cot and tightly cupped her pussy with her hand as she shuffled over to Delta's bedroom. You waited in the dark and a moment later you could hear her laying down on the mattress. You silently climbed out of the cot and waited just aside of the bedroom door frame. With your eyes adjusted to the low light, you peered around the corner as Delta peeled off her top and kicked off her shorts. She rolled over on top of Apogee next to her, flagging her tail with her ass facing you. That alone was enough to get you ready.

They made out for quite some time. Apogee indulged herself in sucking each of Delta's nipples for an infuriating amount of time, but you waited until the right moment. Things were already past the point of no return. And you would only have one chance to get this right.

Apogee ran her hand through Delta's mane. Delta shifted down along Apogee's body, kissing her, her neck and collar bone, and giving each of her pert nipples a sucking kiss before venturing further south between her legs. As soon as Apogee felt her mother's mouth on her vulva, she grabbed her legs and pulled them back, giving her pelvic muscles a firm squeeze. Delta was treated to a mouthful of-

"Pineapple!?" Delta asked, tasting the very-stallion cum flooding her mouth. "Have you and Aileron been-" Delta's voice was cut off as you moved behind her, prodding her marehood with your erection.

"Oh, hello Mother. Would you like to engage in sexual intercourse, as we have been regularly doing?" you asked, far louder and more stilted than you explicitly needed to. You thrusted forward, sliding completely inside her to the hilt, and shoving her forward into Apogee's pussy.

"Mom!?" Apogee exclaimed, "Have you been cheating on me with my brother!? Secretly having sexual congress with your own son?"

"Cheating!?" you asked into the darkness as you started humping inside Delta. "Apogee! Is my sister also in here with our nude mother, having secret sexual relations with her own daughter behind my back!?"

"Did you two plan this!?" Delta shouted. You only answered by humping harder, shoving her face back into Apogee's pussy. Delta pushed herself out of Apogee's crotch. "I told you not to tell her!"

"I didn't tell her," you said. "She caught us out on the couch that first time." You shoved her forward on top of Apogee. Apogee just hugged her. "And I told you not to tell him!" Delta scolded.

"He knew we were going to do it ahead of time, and he watched the whole thing," Apogee said before giving her cheek a kiss.

"Pineapple! Did you-?"

"What? This?" You asked as you pulled out of Delta and slid inside of Apogee underneath her.

Apogee moaned as you slid back inside her. "Yeah, for a little while now," Apogee said.

Delta lifted herself up to look underneath at the full length of your dick sliding deep inside of Apogee. "No! Stop it! You two can't be-"

"Be what? Having sex with family?" you asked, pushing her forward onto Apogee again.

"Seems a little hypocritical," Apogee said, playing with her mom's tits. "Ooh, my brother's dick is ~sooo~ deep inside me!"

"No! Tell me you did not cream-pie your sister!"

"What? You mean again?" you asked, feeling your own sloppy seconds spurting out of your sister's pussy.

"Relax. I'm on Moon Tea," Apogee said, reaching down between them to play with Delta's clitoris.

"Unless you're jealous!" you said, pulling out of Apogee and fucking your mother just as deep as ever.

"I'm not!" Delta gasped between panting. Apogee sucked her nipples and played with her clit faster as you kept fucking her. Delta's breathing became more ragged, and the tension in her muscles melted away. You started to flare inside her and she flopped forward onto Apogee, still sucking her nipples just as hard as you were fucking. Delta let out a whorish moan as she came all over your dick and Apogee's hand. Your dick throbbed and pulsed as you flooded your mother's pussy with a fresh load of your cum.

You kept yourself hilted deep inside her as you finished cumming, rolling with her to the side of Apogee. The two of you snuggled up close together with her. You buried your face into your mother's mane and nibbled her ear. Apogee rolled over in the bed and reached behind her, pulling you out of your mother and presenting your erection against her own marehood. You pushed forward and fuck Apogee's pussy again, between Delta's legs, letting your shaft rub against your mother's marehood. You reached between them to play with Delta's clit as you fucked Apogee again.

It was hard for your mother to sound authoritative between her plaintive moans.

But it didn't stop her from trying.

"We are gonna- oh fuck!" You felt her pussy give your shaft a spurt of fresh wetness. "We are gonna have a long talk about this tomorrow!"

Week 2 - Day 2

You blinked awake gently as the dull orange light of dawn streaked in through the window blinds. The sound of you eyelids must have woken up your twin sister, Apogee, laying next to you, because she blinked awake a few seconds later. Maybe she was just watching you sleep and waiting for you to wake up. You laid there, nude, and looked at her just as nude as you were, and she looked back at you. You laid there together in the bliss of the bed you shared with your most wonderful of pillows.

Last night you had sex so hard that you must have died.
That's the only explanation for waking up in heaven.

Your pillows shifted as your mother, Delta, sighed in her sleep, just as naked as you were. You lifted your cheek off of her soft breast and Apogee also sat up in silent synchronization, carefully getting out of bed to let her sleep. You pulled the sheet up to tuck her in while Apogee gathered your clothes off the floor. You followed her out of the bedroom an closed the door.

Inclined to keep quiet, Apogee didn't run a shower. Not that you had time to, anyway. You had both forgotten to set an alarm. You stood at the kitchen sink to wash the essentials while Apogee used the one in the bathroom for a 'bird bath', as your mother had called it, "Pits and pussies."

You both bathed and dressed in silence, grabbing a couple of cold toaster pastry packages to eat on the way to school.

~

It was... strange. Apogee was usually a chatterbox on the flight to school. But not today. It was awkward. Not that things were awkward between the two of you. You were closer than you had ever been. But the entire weekend felt like one big dream. That morning felt like a prolonged waking, when you could still remember your dream. But once you were out of the trailer, it felt like a stark bucket of ice water, returning you to the harsh reality of the real world.

It had been the best weekend of your life.

And now you had to pretend that it never even happened.

Landing in front of the school stairs, it was strange. Despite the bustle of the other students walking in around you, everything felt far away. Colors and sounds felt muted. The only thing that seemed real was your sister next to you as you walked inside. You wanted so much to hold her hand, but you forced yourself not to.

Her finger lightly grazed yours and she briefly caught your eyes before she turned down the other hallway to go to her class, and you went in the other direction towards yours.

Time in class felt like it dragged by until the bell rang. You looked down at the notes you had scribbled and didn't even remember writing them. You auto-piloted your way through the hallway to your locker. You stared at it for a full minute trying to remember your combination before you remembered that you had a key lock and the key was in your pocket.

About half-way through a class you had a brief moment of clarity from your otherwise fugue-state. It was already fourth period, and you couldn't even remember how you got there.

You stalled out in the hallway next to the water fountain, trying to remember what you next class was. No, wait, it was lunch time now. You tried to remember where the cafeteria was, despite going to that school for four years.

Downstairs.

End of the west hall.

"Right." The sound of your own voice startled you. Was it the first thing you had even said out loud that day? Seemed so. You walked to the cafeteria.

"Hey." The stallion walking next to you lightly should-bumped you to get your attention. You looked over at him. You recognized his face. Your friend, Sharp Wit. His familiarity pierced your haze and you found yourself again.

"Hey," you replied.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," you answered reflexively.

"Really!? Because you were out Friday, and we didn't hear from you all weekend. And after everything with Rose, we were worried that you... you know..." He pantomimed a gun with his fingers to his temple.

"What? No! I'm fine," you assured him.

"Really? Because you look..." He waved his hand in front of his face.

"No, I'm fine, really," you said. The memory of waking up next to Apogee flittered across your mind. You couldn't keep the smile from the corner of your mouth. "I'm good."

Sharp's expression shifted from concern to curiosity. "Oh? Then where were you all weekend? I sent you like five texts."

"Sorry. I was just busy," you explained.

"Doing what?" he asked.

You recalled visions of your mother riding your dick like it owed her money. You felt your cheeks get warm with a blush you couldn't hide. You shifted your book bag to cover the bulge in your shorts.

Sharp could read you like a book and smirked. "Dude! Did you get some!?"

"No!" you blurted. "I mean, what!?" Your face went from pink to red.

"Oh, shit! I know that face! You GOT some didn't you!?"

"No!"

"Dude, why are you even embarrassed!? You should be proud! Shit, I've always said that the best way to get over somebody is to get under somebody else."

"For fuck's sake, Sharp, lower your voice!" you said as you neared the cafeteria.

"Okay, but dude, you gotta tell me who it is."

"No, I do not! I mean I would not, if I did do that. Which I didn't!"

"Dude, you suck at lying," he said as you each grabbed a cafeteria tray.

"I'm well aware."

"You obviously did it. Come on, I thought I was your best friend."

"I know."

"So?" he asked as you each shoveled some... food onto your plates.

Your eyes briefly glanced across the cafeteria at the table with the yellow freckled filly. "Can you keep a secret?" you asked in a hushed tone.

"Yeah."

"So can I!" you said without another word.

"Come on! If I did it, I would tell you who it was," he said as you carried your trays to your usual table.

"Yeah, and then you would tell everyone else!"

"Tell everyone else what?" your other friend, Emerald Wings asked as you sat down at the table with Apple Core and Pixel Dust, who also looked curious.

"Aileron got some last weekend!" Sharp announced to the table.

You slammed the table with your fist, making the silverware rattle. "This is what I'm fucking talking about!"

After school, you were halfway home before Apogee even said her first words to you that day.

"So... I heard you got laid last weekend," she said.

You rolled your eyes. "You know I did."

"Yeah, but I heard that you did."

"From who?"

"From everyone!"

The laws of physics forbid anything from going faster than the speed of light. But a high school rumor could surely give it a run for its money. And the harder you tried to deny it, the faster it spread. That was just how rumors worked.

"Who did you tell!?" she asked.

"I didn't tell anyone. Sharp just assumed I did just because I didn't kill myself... Because I wasn't still broken up about Rose."

Apogee snorted. "Forget broken up! You were practically glowing all morning."

"What?"

"Have you not looked in a mirror? You had this dumb smile on your face all morning like you had Peyote for breakfast." You snorted, but Apogee's face showed her concern. "Does he know... who?"

"What!? No! NO! No-no-no! I would never ever!" Your vision sharpened and narrowed with a rush of adrenaline. "No! To the grave, THAT does not leave the trailer!"

Apogee nodded. Her expression remained neutral, but at least she didn't look worried anymore. "Well, speaking of..." The outline of the junkyard grew closer as you flew towards it. "What do you think she is going to say?" she asked.

You glided down to the driveway. "We're going to find out soon enough..."

~

You sheepishly pulled open the trailer door and slowly lead the way inside with your schoolbag at the ready as a shield. Apogee followed in behind you.

On the kitchen table there was a note with bold lettering.

Went out.
Back late.
On your own for dinner.

"Where do you think she went?" you asked as you set your bag down.

Apogee shrugged. "The bar?" You wanted to object, but in light of recent events, that would have been a perfectly reasonable guess for anyone, not just Delta. So you just nodded. "I guess that means we have time," she said.

"Yeah," you agreed. "We ought to think about what we're going to say."

"I meant more like, we have time for one last romp," she said as she started peeling off her school uniform.

"What? Get one last use out of my dick before she cuts it off?" you asked.

"Ha!" Apogee scoffed. "I told you she would never do that. She enjoys it too much! And besides, if she was going to, she would have done it last night while you were sleeping."

"That doesn't make me feel better," you groused as you stepped out of your shorts.

Apogee threw off her top and bent over to pull down her panties. "I meant one last time before she sends me packing back to Dad's place, and keeps you to herself here for the rest of the summer."

"You don't really think she would do that, do you?" you asked, stripping down to your underwear.

She shrugged. "Maybe not. But either way, I'm not passing up this opportunity, are you?"

The tent in your underwear had already cast your vote. "No, obviously not." You pulled down the elastic waistband, letting your erection spring free.

She hopped across the floor to give you a naked hug and kiss you. You kissed her back and picked her up with your hug before setting her butt down on the table. You kissed her again on the lips and then worked your way down to her pert nipples. After giving each one plenty of attention you kissed your way lower down her toned abdomen.

"I had gym today," she whispered.

You could already tell as you lowered your head down between her legs. She laid back on the table and relaxed as you went to work savoring her heavy aroma. Her head leaned back off the other edge of the table as you worked your tongue inside her and then up to flick her clitoris. You held her thighs with your arms, letting your mouth do all the work, licking, kissing and sucking.

"I'm already so close, Aily! I was thinking about this all day," she breathed.

You briefly came up for air, "Me too."

She moaned as her hand gripped your mane. Her thighs squeezed your head as you felt a warm trickle running down your chin. "F-fuck!" she hissed.

"... You know, when I said you were on your own for dinner, this isn't what I meant."

Apogee looked back, upside down, and your head popped up from between her legs to see Delta standing in the trailer doorway.

"Mom!?" you both yelped. You both scrambled to make yourselves decent.

"Oh, you don't need to stop on my account," Delta said casually as she walked inside.

"We thought you were out," you said.

"I was," Delta said. "I was waiting in the hangar for you to get home, and see what would happen." You both looked away in shame. "I honestly don't know what I was expecting, but I suppose I shouldn't be surprised at this point."

"You said you weren't going to be home until late," Apogee said as she climbed off the table to sit naked beside you in the dining booth.

"That was obviously a lie," Delta deadpanned. "So the lesson is that, 'lies and secrets lead to unpleasant surprises', isn't it?"

"Yeah," you and Apogee answered.

"So Rule Number Two is cards on the table. No more lying or secrets between the three of us anymore!" Delta said.

"Wait, what's Rule Number One?" Apogee asked.

"This shit does NOT leave the trailer. EVER!" Delta said. "Especially your father!"

"Well, yeah, that goes without saying," you said.

"No, it most definitely goes WITH saying!" Delta snapped. "This is why I wanted to talk to you two knuckleheads this morning before you went off to school. None of that cutesy hand-holding, playing footsies bullshit, stealing quick kisses when you think nobody is looking. And definitely no fucking in the janitor's closet!"

"We didn't!" Apogee said.

"The janitor's closet..." you mumbled with a goofy smile.

"Don't!" Delta yelled.

"Hey, I didn't even think of doing that until you mentioned it!"

"Don't do it!" Delta yelled louder. "You will get caught! And then you'll get taken away by the state and separated to different foster families and I'll probably end up in jail!"

"Mom, the state can't take us away!" Apogee said. "We're both adults."

"Then you'd be getting a public exposure charges plus... you know, the 'I' word." Delta cringed. "Just keep that shit in your pants until you graduate!"

"... Unless we're in here?" Apogee added.

"As long as you sure as shit are on your Moon Tea! That's Rule Three!" Delta said.

"Of course!" Apogee said. "I'm horny, not stupid!"

"There is a LOT of fucking overlap between the two! And the last thing we need is a pregnancy!" Delta huffed and crossed her arms. "But so long as you do that, then yeah, I guess it's whatever!"

"Are you mad?" you asked.

"No. Why should I be? Why should I even be surprised?" Delta said. "I told you both you needed to be doing this with someone your own age. I knew Apogee's little curiosity phase would end. And as for you... Well, you've obviously traded up to a newer model."

"What? No!" you said, standing up. "Mom, it's not like that!"

"Yeah, it's not a phase, Mom!" Apogee said. "This is who I am!"

"Aaand, we both still love you!" you assured her. "I mean, yeah, I love Apogee too, but there's no replacing you! I mean come on, look at these!" You walked around behind her and hugged her, squeezing her huge breasts and grinding against her butt. "And nothing against Apogee, but she still has a long way to go to compete with the Throat G.O.A.T."

Delta pursed her lips. "I don't think that's the compliment you think it is!"

"He's not the only one who loves your boobs," Apogee said, joining the grope-hug to grab a handful, herself. "And while we're being honest, Aily, there's a few things she could teach you about going down on a mare. And you know I'll return the favor, Mom." Apogee winked.

"We both do," you added, kissing the back of Delta's neck and sliding your hands up under her shirt. You cupped her breasts with your hands and lightly teased her nipples. Apogee knelt down in front of Delta and pulled down her shorts. She gave Delta's crotch a little lick, kissing her clitoris as she reached between her legs to grab your dick and feed it between them. Apogee kissed your dick and licked Delta's pussy as you made little thrusts against it. Delta started to pant and moan, struggling to even stay on her feet, but you held her steady in your hug.

You shifted your hips downward and angled your thrust upwards with Apogee's help to aim you. Apogee's tongue already had you and Delta plenty wet, letting you pop inside with minimal resistance. A few small thrusts and your balls were bumping against Apogee's chin as she alternated between licking your shaft, sliding in and out, and sucking Delta's winking clit.

You felt your mother put her hand on your hip. Not to push you away or to pull you into her harder. But just to touch you as you continued gently thrust inside of her. Looking over her shoulder, you could see her other hand running through Apogee's mane. Again, not to shove her away, or gripping it to aggressively pull her into her crotch. Just running her fingers through it, intimately as she kept licking.

Delta's body trembled. You recognized her orgasm. You could feel it in her muscles, rippling around your dick, and dripping out of her onto your balls. She took a sharp breath. You expected an expletive or some variation of 'I'm cumming', which was always a sure way to get you off just as soon as she did. But the words she spoke caught you off guard.

"I love you," she said.

You weren't sure to whom she was saying it. Presumably both of you. You didn't think that there was a more surefire expression she could say that would get you off any faster than 'I'm cumming', but sure enough you could feel yourself flaring inside her. Her throaty moan was indication enough that she could feel it as well. Apogee's warm hand cupped your balls as they tightened and she kissed your shaft as it twitched and throbbed with each pulse, pumping your thick load deep up inside your mother's vagina.

She filled surprisingly fast, producing quite a bit of back-pressure, forcing your cum out around your flare. Apogee was only too happy to lick it as it dribbled down your shaft. The pressure built until it pushed you out with a wet 'plop'. You expected a splatter of cum to hit the floor between your feet, but the only sound was Apogee lewdly slurping your cum out of Delta's pussy like the last bits of a milkshake.

Delta's knees wobbled and she fell into your arms. You held her steady and helped her to the bedroom where she could sit on the mattress. Apogee sat down on the other side of her and lifted off her shirt before leaning over to suck on her nipple. You did the same on the other side as Delta laid back in the bed, hugging you both close, gently running her fingers through your manes as you suckled, looking up at her with loving eyes, and seeing her return them.

Last night you had sex so hard that you must have died.
That's the only explanation for waking up in heaven.

Week 2 - Day 6

Tuesday and Wednesday felt like being stuck in a time loop, with each of your classes getting ready for your final exams, and you refusing to divulge the details of your previous weekend. With no new information for gossip, the rumors about you faded as quickly as they had started. The short attention span of the student body was the best and worst thing about high school.

Everyone else around you was stressing over finals. To you, it was about as stressful as waiting for a punctual bus. You knew it was coming and you were prepared for it. And now you were just running down the clock. Your twin sister, Apogee, was in the same boat. Aside from her, your friend Pixel Dust was the only other student not worried.

"Honestly, I'm more worried about graduating," Emerald Wings said at the lunch table.

"What do you mean?" you asked. "Graduating means it's over."

"Exactly!" Apple Core said. "It means we'll all be leaving and going off to different schools. Emerald is going to Cloudsdale Community College with Sharp Wit, and you're going to Las Pegasus University with Pixel Dust. But I'm the only one going to Ponyville Vocational. How are we going to stay in touch?"

Pixel tapped her phone with her finger.

"That's not the same," Sharp said.

Ms. Whirlpool walked by on cafeteria chaperone duty. "Why the long faces? You're graduating on Friday! You're not worried about finals are you?"

"No, its just that we're going off to different schools after this," Apple Core said. "How did you keep in touch with your friends after high school?"

"Ah. That is a toughie." Ms. Whirlpool nodded. "The truth is, I could count all the people I've stayed in touch with from high school on one hand. And even then, it's only a few times a year. People grow up and move on and move away. They start new jobs and new families. Life changes. All the time. And the people who look back at high school as the best years of their life are the saddest people I know. Now is not the time for your life to peak. Yeah, you leave behind some friends along the way, but you make new ones, too."

"That's not very reassuring," Emerald said.

Ms. Whirlpool smiled. "Moving on doesn't mean you have to leave your memories behind. I still have a lot of great memories from high school. And that's something that will last a lifetime... I hope that helps."

"Thanks," Apple said before Ms. Whirlpool continued her patrol.

Sharp looked around the table. "I'm not ready to say goodbye yet. But I will say that it has been fun knowing you all."

Wednesday night was the first time it really felt like a school night that week. You and Apogee sat in the trailer at the kitchenette table and actually studied.

"Hey, check out what I found!" your mother, Delta Vee said, walking out of her bedroom. "I was going through my old things and I found this!" She turned in place, showing off her old high school cheerleader outfit for the Cloudsdale Drafts and pompoms.

You loved your mother. Really, you did. But you found yourself at a loss as to how she ever managed to get herself into that uniform. Her maternity pudge, which you found delightfully squeezable, looked uncomfortably squeezed out above the hem of the skit, and below the short midriff cut of the top, which itself, was straining to contain her heaving melons. Quite in fact, you could see a decent percentage of her areolas spilling out of the top.

"I can't believe you were ever a cheer leader," Apogee said.

"Honestly, no, I wasn't," Delta admitted. "This actually belonged to an old fillyfriend of mine. She used to wear it sometimes when she came over and we'd-"

"Yeah, we get it," you said. "You'd do lesbian stuff. That's very hot and I'd love to hear about it after finals, okay? We're trying to study."

"I'll give you something to study," Delta teased, trying to stuff her breasts back inside the thin fabric of the top. She picked up her pompoms again. "Ready Drafts? Let's go! Give me a D!" She made a small jump, causing the shirt to finally tear, letting her tits spill out completely.

"Mom, that's not fair!" you said, physically covering your eyes with your hands. "It would take so precious little to pull me away from this, and your boobs are weapons-grade distraction!"

Apogee looked back over her shoulder at your mother's state. "Those make me horny, also," she said before she went back to studying her flash cards.

"Well fine! If you're both going to be like that, then I'll be in my bedroom! Masturbating! Alone!" Delta said before storming into her bedroom.

"Why is Mom being so... extra tonight?" Apogee asked.

You shrugged. "I guess she's even more excited about the summer break than we are."

"Did you call Dad about that?" she asked.

"Yeah. He didn't answer. I left him a message. We can get it sorted out Friday."

"Do you think he'll agree to it?" she asked.

You shrugged. "I don't see why he wouldn't. It's probably more the case he won't believe that Mom wants to go with it. Then it'd just be whether he wants to pay to have our stuff moved or have us take a bunch of trips. Either way, it's not like he can stop us. We're both adults."

"True."

"..."

"..."

"So are we sleeping out here tonight, or..?"

On Thursday, you found the finals were mildly challenging. After lunch was graduation gown fittings. You waited in line with your friend, Sharp Wit. His phone chirped and he checked his notification.

"Huh. Looks like Rose is single again," he said to you as he read it. "Apparently her new guy heard the rumor about you getting lucky and assumed it was her with you." He looked at you. "Was it her?"

You couldn't help but chuckle as you shrugged. "Yeah, sure."

All that was required of Friday graduation was to just show up.

Standing next to you in her graduation gown, Apogee squinted up at the stadium seats. "I found Dad," she said, pointing at the stallion up in the back of the nosebleed section.

"Mom's over there," you said, spotting your mother on the other side of the field. The two ponies could not be further apart while still being inside the same stadium.

The graduating students were called up in alphabetical order. Both you and Apogee received your diplomas early on with the rest of the A's.

Delta walked down to meet you at the edge of the field. "Congratulations. Does this mean we can get out of here now, before-? Ugh, fuck."

Your father, Jet Stream, drifted down from his glide over the field. "Congratulations," he greeted curtly before taking his phone from his pocket, pulling up the text you had sent regarding moving in with Delta. "Is this real or this one of those may-may pranks your generation likes to pull?"

"No, it's real," you said.

He looked at Apogee. "Both of you?" He asked. Apogee nodded. He met Delta's eyes. "And you're okay with all this?"

"Yes," Delta answered simply.

Jet just chuckled and put his phone back in his pocket. "I never thought I'd see the day... They must be opening a ski resort in Tartarus right now."

Delta remained calm. "Do they need to move their stuff themselves or-"

Jet put his hands up. "No. Not at all! I'll have some movers bring everything over first thing tomorrow." He looked at you. "Shipped First class. Everything will be insured against damage."

"Thanks," you said.

"Well if that's it, then..." He turned to leave but turned back at the last moment. "There is just one thing though, Apogee, Aileron... You better be sure about this. Because I'm not going to just leave those penthouse bedrooms empty. So if you change your mind a month from now, you might not have a bedroom to come back to. Are we clear?"

Your nostrils flared but you kept yourself in check. "Crystal."

"Yeah," Apogee agreed.

Jet nodded. "Okay..." He looked at Delta. "They're all yours." He turned and walked away to fly home.

"..."

"This is a good thing, right?" Apogee asked.

"Yes," Delta said.

"Then why do I feel angry?" you asked.

"Because he thinks he's getting the better deal out of all this," Apogee said.

"Fuck him!" Delta said.

"Uh..." Apogee gave her a weird look.

"No, I don't mean actually fuck him, dipshit! I mean forget about him! Let him think he's won. He doesn't have what we have."

"Yeah!" Apogee cheered.

"Come on," Delta said. "Let's go home."

That actually made you smile.

The three of you flew back to Delta's trailer.

No.

The three of you flew home.

"Ugh! Too many layers! I can't wait to change out of this!" you said, pulling your gown off as soon as you landed in the junkyard. Apogee land behind you and darted past you to go inside before pulling her gown off too. "You were nude under your gown!?"

"So what? You're nude under your clothes," she said.

"Well I'm glad I didn't know that this morning," you said. "I didn't need to be getting my diploma while following a divining rod!" She stuck out her tongue at you as Delta walked in with the mail, barely giving her nude daughter a second glance.

"Anything good?" you asked.

She flipped through the stack. "Hmm, junk, junk, bill, junk... someone wants to make my horn twenty percent bigger... junk... oh... oh fuck!"

"What? What is it?" you asked, as you and Apogee rushed over to look at the envelope. The return address was marked C.C.C.P. "Oh shit! That's- that's the contract bid thing!"

Delta almost fell into her chair. Her hands were shaking so bad she could barely open it. "Please," she begged as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Please!" She caught her fingernail under the tab and pulled it open. She pulled out the tri-folded letter. She blinked rapidly trying to clear her vision.

"Mom, here," you gave her the reading glasses that she hated. But she didn't object to wearing them now as her eyes scanned the page.

Apogee double checked the envelope, pulling out a small slip of paper. "Oh, it's a check. Well hey, even if you didn't win, you still got seven hundred fifty bits."

"Apogee, that's not a decimal, that's a comma," Delta said.

"Oh?" Apogee looked at the check again. "Oh! Oh my gosh!"

"I got the contract!" Your mom nearly did a fucking backflip as she jumped out of her chair. "I GOT THE CONTRACT!" She yelled and screamed and jumped up and down, and then stopped suddenly. "Ow, I think I pulled a tit!"

"I got em!" you said, hugging her tightly from behind, firmly cupping her breasts. "Okay, ready." You jumped up and down together while you supported her. It didn't take long for your boner to join in on the grinding fun.

Delta carefully placed the letter and the check on the table and then started rapidly stripping. "Okay. Bedroom. Both of you. Now. We are celebrating!"

Delta flopped onto the mattress. "Okay, first order of business, we are buying a new, bigger bed to share! A bigger trailer! A double-wide! Fuck it, a proper pre-fab!"

You tried to curb her enthusiasm, "Mom, that check isn't going to stretch very far if you-"

She grabbed you by the shoulder to pull you down onto the mattress and climbed on top of you. "Read the letter! That's only the first payment!" she said, grinding her hips on yours. "That's for the design engineers! And the engine has already been designed!"

"Okay, but still-"

"I can write it off as a business expense to house my employees. You'll be my..." She reached under herself to aim your dick up into her as she lowered herself down. "... my staff!" She started riding you slowly and moaning.

"It's my staff you should be worried about!" Apogee said, standing behind Delta wielding a strap-on. The harness went around her waist like a garter belt with a loop around each of her toned thighs, keeping her crotch clear. The clone dildo bobbed in front of her menacingly.

She pushed Delta forward, off of your dick to fall on top of you, smothering you with her breasts. Apogee took her place behind her and mounted her with the strap-on. "Now I'm the Momma!" She gave Delta's butt a modest smack with her hand before she reached under herself and aimed your dick upwards between her legs. Your sister rubbed your dick against her pussy before she finally got it to slide inside, taking about two thirds of it.

Under the weight of the two mares you had no leverage at all to even participate. Apogee was doing most of the work, moving up and down on your dick as she slid in and out of Delta. Apogee shifted into more of a squat to get her weight off your hips. Delta's weight was still pinning down your torso and drowning you with her tits. But at least you could move your hips to thrust upward into Apogee. The angle was a bit awkward to coordinate, with you going up and down and Apogee going back and forth. And you were running out of oxygen.

If Apogee noticed you stop humping, she clearly didn't care. If anything it just made it easier for her to go. You braced yourself and lifted Delta by her shoulders off of you to get a breath of air. Delta did her part to hold herself up. Free from between her cleavage, you could hear again and look up at her. Her face was strained and so was her panting. The room resounded with the smacking of Apogee's hips against hers.

You never considered yourself a gentle lover, but you never fucked your mother especially hard either. Apogee seemed to have no such restraint and she repeatedly moaned, "I'm the Momma... I'm the Momma..."

"Wow, she is fucking you hard!" you said.

"Ngh-Hng!" Delta grunted through her teeth and nodded as her whole body kept rocking from the pounding of the filly that was practically half her size.

Apogee grabbed a fist-fill of Delta's mane and pulled her head back. "I am fucking her really hard! Tell him how hard I'm fucking you!"

"Ngh! She's fucking me so hard!"

You were both confused and incredibly arouse. Questions could come later. You would cum sooner.

Apogee pulled back a bit more, making Delta kneel upright in front of her. Apogee's strap-on inside her was still aimed forward, straining a noticeable bulge in Delta's abdomen. Apogee looked over Delta's shoulder at your shocked face. "I didn't tell you to stop!"

You obliged her, thrusting your hips again up into Apogee, letting your momentum carry through her hips up into Delta. Apogee moved her hand to grab Delta's boob and play with her nipple while the other one reached around and played with her clitoris.

"Are you close?" Apogee asked. Delta nodded. Apogee looked at you, "You better fuck me faster, Aily." You didn't know what kind of clock you were up against, but you knew better than to disappoint a sex-crazed mare armed with a dildo. You gave her all you had. Apogee closed her eyes and grinned. "Almost... almost..." Suddenly her hand was a blur of Delta's clit as she whispered into her ear, "Cum for Mommy!"

Delta's legs shuddered as she squirted fresh wetness dripping down the dildo and splashing off of Apogee's fingers as her moan harmonized with her mothers, soaking your laps as well before they fell forward together, off of your dick and on top of you, knocking the wind out of everyone. As horny as you were, your self preservation instincts were stronger and you shoved, less-than-politely to get out from under them and breathe.

You sat up on the edge of the mattress while the two mares were still in the midst of their toe-curling climax. You moved over to give Apogee room to finally roll off of Delta. The dildo pulled out of her with an audible 'shlorp', and bobbing in front of Apogee menacingly. She sat next to you on the edge of the mattress.

You looked at the rubber dong sprouting from her crotch. Sitting side by side, it was of some relief to you that it was smaller than your dick, in terms of length and girth. If only just a little. Though the dildo had the advantage of never going soft. Not that you were anywhere near soft yet. She looked at you with a maniacal grin.

"I would do anything for love, Gee. But I won't do that!"

"Coward," she teased as she started to undo the buckles. She looked behind her at Delta. "It's your turn to be the Mommy."

Delta rolled over onto her back and groaned. "I need a minute or, like... sixty." Apogee ignored her and lifted one of Delta's legs to start strapping it on her. "Apogee..."

Apogee pulled Delta's butt to the edge of the mattress to get the last strap around her waist. "You're the Mama now!"

Delta just sighed. "Fine, but you're gonna have to be on top. I'm wiped out."

That suited Apogee just fine as she climbed up and squatted over Delta's rubber erection and got right back to it while Delta laid there with an expression somewhere between conceding acceptance and mild annoyance. If Apogee noticed, it clearly didn't bother her. She was too busy looking at you.

"Are you just going to watch?" she asked as she bounced up and down on top of Delta.

You smirked. "It wouldn't be the first time."

Apogee grinned and nodded behind her. "Come on."

You walked behind her and she paused to let you get started. The tip of your dick touched the tight pucker of her anus.

She yelped. "No! Not me! Her!"

"Oh." You aimed it lower between the straps of the harness on Delta's thighs. Your mother was still dripping wet, letting you slide inside her with ease. Apogees bob-tail tickled your belly as she resumed bouncing once you started thrusting. Rather than holding your mom's thighs like you normally would, you reached around Apogee to hug her.

"Hey," she breathed.

"Hey," you whispered back, lightly playing with her pert nipples under your fingers before sliding your hand down into her crotch to play with her clit too.

"Aily..." Apogee moaned.

"Shh... I'm the Daddy now," you said.

"No," Apogee said firmly.

"No!" Delta echoed.

"No, it doesn't work like that," Apogee explained. "Don't do that."

"Why?"

"Just don't."

"Fine! Your lesbian rules are weird."

"Less talking, more fawking."

"Okay that was a bit of a stretch."

"You're telling me," Delta wheezed, putted her hand over the bulge you were making in her belly.

"Me too!" Apogee said. She leaned back against you to and grabbed your hand from her chest to touch the bulge protruding her tummy from the dildo inside her. Meanwhile, her hand joined Delta's on her belly, feeling you inside her. "I want to feel it when you cum inside!"

"You have felt it," you said. "Quite intimately."

"I mean inside her!"

You were about to oblige her, regardless, already teetering on the brink from before. With her hand still on your bulge inside Delta, Apogee twisted in place and looked back at you over her shoulder to kiss you. With how carnal everything had been up to that point, the sudden intimacy of it actually caught you off guard. You felt your balls tighten and your dick flared as she slipped her tongue into your mouth. You kissed your sister back as came deep inside your mother. Your ragged breath came in hot snorts against her cheek. Apogee could feel your dick throb and pulse inside Delta. Like last time, the pressure inside built up quickly, forcing your dick out, followed by a rush of your cum gushing out of her pussy and dripping onto the floor.

...

You stood naked in the kitchenette, leaning against the refrigerator as you chugged a glass of orange juice. Delta walked by you, almost as naked, save for the strap-on leading the way. She opened a cabinet and took out a paper bag.

"I actually did go out on Thursday to get you guys something," She said, pulling out a large bottle.

"Champagne?" You asked.

"Kind of." Delta passed the bottle to you to look at the label. "It's just sparkling grape juice."

You looked at her with surprise. "You're still on the wagon?"

She nodded. "At first it was just inconvenient to run out for more. I kept expecting you to get some. Then it became a challenge for myself to see how long I could go. And then after what you said to me the other night..." She looked away in shame, leaning on the counter. "So yeah, I'm trying."

You smiled. "I'm proud of you."

Her eyes watered. "It's been a long time since anyone has said that to me."

You walked over and hugged her. She turned around to hug you back.

You yelped. "Ow! Can you take that off?"

Delta laughed through her tears and unbuckled the strap-on, letting it fall on the floor to step out of the harness. You hugged her again.

Apogee bounded out of the bedroom. "Oh! What did I miss? Group hug!" She hugged you both.

"Mom quit drinking," you said.

"Really!?"

"I'm trying to," she emphasized. "Don't get too excited. It's been barely a week."

"Mom, I'm so proud of you!" Apogee hugged her harder.

"Guys, come on..." Delta wiped her eyes. "Did I really set the bar that low?"

"We know you can do it!" Apogee said.

"We know how stubborn you are," you said.

Delta scoffed. "You've got that damn right."

You looked at the bottle of sparkling grape juice. "We could have champagne though, Apogee and I."

Delta winced. "I'd rather you didn't. It's not a good habit to start. And I..."

"Better to not even have it around," You said.

"That would be unfair," Apogee agreed.

"We can live with that," you said.

"Thanks," Delta said. She finally wiggled her way out of the hug. "So what does master chef Aileron have in mind to eat for dinner?" You grinned at her. She rolled her eyes. "A growing stallion can not live on just eating pussy." Apogee opened her mouth to speak. Delta cut her off, "Even if it's filled with a protein shake!"

You smiled. "I actually do have a really good meal planned for tonight." You had been the only stallion in a classroom of thirty for Home Economics. That was it's own perk. Actually learning how to cook well was just a fringe benefit.

You cooked a wonderful meal, served on clean plates that weren't made out of paper. You all sat together at the table and ate dinner as a family.

After everything else that had happened, and getting the horny out of your systems earlier, you were all quite exhausted by the time you went to bed to sleep. You laid down next to Delta, nuzzling your cheek against her bare breasts. Apogee cuddled up on the other side of you, pressing her naked body against yours.

"No, come on! I'm not getting sandwiched in the middle again," you complained. "You're both too warm."

"You can come over here," Delta said. You both shifted over to make space on her side of the bed. Apogee laid down behind her and wrapped her arm around, giving her hips a little dry hump.

"It's okay, Mom. At least one of us appreciates your butt!" Apogee teased, reaching across flicking your ear with her finger. Even after everything, she was still your sister.

"Behave," Delta muttered. She was still your mother.

Week 2 - Day 7

Your alarm beeped. You rolled over and turned it off. "Not today," you murmured. You rolled back over you snuggle up against your mom again. You found the soft pillows of her breasts had been replace by Apogee's pert nipple poking you in the cheek. You squinted in the early light of morning to look around.

At some point, Delta had tossed and turned enough to roll over and end up laying between Apogee's legs, with her head resting on her tummy. Apogee woke up from your movement and looked down at Delta's predicament with a grin.

"Hey Mum?" she asked.

Delta groaned, still half asleep. "Hmm?"

"Feel like having breakfast in bed?" Apogee asked, sliding herself out from under Delta until her face was in Apogee's crotch.

Delta barely squinted awake but just smirked, rolling a little to give Apogee a little lick before her eyes shot open. Delta lurched upright with unusual speed before she got up and ran into the bathroom to puke, putting a quick end to your morning wood.

"Wow! Rude!" Apogee yelled.

You leaned over and smelled your sister's pussy before giving it an experimental lick. "It's not you," you assured her. "Maybe it was something she ate last night." Apogee glared at you. "Something else she ate!"

Apogee crossed her arms. "We all had the same dinner. We would be sick too. You don't think she..." Apogee made a drinking motion. "While we were asleep?"

Your mother puking first thing in the morning was nothing new to you. A hangover. You sighed and shook your head in disappointment. You got up and stood outside the bathroom. "I thought you quit drinking."

"It's not a hangover, fuck-nut! I'm sick!"

"Did you eat anything else beside what we had?" Delta shook her head. That was a mistake. She stuck her face in the toilet to puke again. You waited until she was done and handed her a banana.

"What's this for?" she asked.

"Two reasons," you said. "One, electrolytes, which you're losing when you... do that."

"And what? It helps with nausea?" she asked.

"No..." you answered. "But it does taste about the same on the way up as down."

"I think I'm fine now- grrp." She stifled a gag.

"Maybe you should see a doctor," Apogee said.

"I said, I'm fine."

"Could it be alcohol withdrawal?" you asked.

She glared at you. "Do my eyes look fucking yellow!?" Her eyes were the same fiery red as yours, but her sclera was white as normal. No jaundice. No tremors. None of the other symptoms of withdrawal either. "I told you, I wasn't that bad of an alcoholic!"

"Fine. Can you just go and prove us wrong then?" you asked, glancing at the check on the table. "It's not like you don't have the money for it now."

Delta stormed back into the bedroom to get dressed and then stomped back out to the table to grab the check. "I'm going out, to the bank, to deposit this. And then, if I have time, if I feel like it, I'll go to the damn doctor! Okay!?"

"Thank you."

Delta huffed and threw open the trailer door before she took off towards the city.

Apogee put on a kettle while the two of you finished getting dressed. She grabbed her box of Moon Tea from her travel bag and brewed herself a cup. She sat and sipped it at the kitchenette table next to you when there was a knock at the door. You walked over and opened it.

"Pegassistance Movers," the stallion greeted with a clipboard. The rest of the moving team was busy unloading the boxes from the truck and setting them down in the gravel driveway. "Sign here?"

You took the pen and signed for the delivery. Before long the truck was empty and they left. You and Apogee looked at the stacks of your life sitting in the dirt. "I suppose we better get these sorted."

"We should clean the trailer first," Apogee said. "Like, really clean!" You nodded. It was a daunting prospect. But it was one that was gravely overdue. "If we work together, we'll get it done in no time!"

"I found a box of trash bags."

...

"I got the vacuum cleaner to work again!"

...

"There should be a push broom and shovel out in the shed."

...

"I'll get some soap and water for the mop."

...

"Hey look, I found Mom's maid outfit!"

"I don't think that's for... actually, yeah, keep wearing it."

...

"So that's what the linoleum looks like."

...

"We could flip over the couch cushions."

"DON'T do that! They've already been flipped over for a reason!"

"Okay, add a new couch to the shopping list..."

...

"Wow!"

"Yeah."

"It doesn't look like a crack house anymore."

"Yeah. It actually looks clean! Like a cocaine house."

"Alright, let's deal with these boxes..."

...

You finished bolting together the bed frames that came along with the rest of your personal furniture. The rest of your large furniture went into the large steel shipping container for storage. You threw the fitted sheet covers over the mattresses and then the sheet cover and summer blanket. The result barely fit inside the bedroom, even after you shuffled the furniture around. But you agreed with your sister that putting two twins together felt appropriate.

"That looks so inviting. I'm so ready to just flop into that right now," you said.

"Not yet!" Apogee yelled from the kitchen. "I just got all the wrinkles out! Let Mom see it first!"

You looked at your watch. "She's still gone? I thought she'd be home by now."

Apogee shrugged. "It's going to be fine. She'll be home soon. Help me bring all these bags of trash out to the curb."

...

You heaved the last bag onto the pile by the road. "That's going to take more than one garbage truck," Apogee said.

You nodded. "We should have rented a dumpster." You walked back to the trailer and set up your nice folding chair next to Delta's old broken one.

Just as you were about to sit down, Apogee squealed. "Mom!" She jumped up and down excitedly as Delta glided in for a landing. "Mom! Come look! Our stuff came and we cleaned the trailer!" Apogee cheered, spoiling the surprise. Delta didn't look excited. In fact, for a mare that just deposited three quarter million bits, she looked downright morose. "Mom?" She walked past you both silently and went inside the trailer. You both rushed in after her. She wordlessly sat at the table.

"Mom, what's wrong?" You asked. "Was it the doctor? What did they say?"

"Oh fuck, is it EIV!?" Apogee asked. "Do we have EIV now!?"

Delta shook her head. "I told them my symptoms. They did a blood test." She tossed the paper onto the table.

You picked it us and scanned over it, looking at all the major, scary pathogens like EIV and Feather Flu, and seeing all the negative results, all the way down to-

"You're pregnant!?" Delta nodded. "But... how!?"

She leveled her gaze at you. "I think you're quite familiar with the process, Aileron."

"But you've been taking your Moon Tea, right?" Apogee asked.

Delta gave her a sarcastic smile and pointed at her cupboard. "Every morning before I make coffee."

"Well, that sounds like a lawsuit..." you said.

Apogee rummaged through Delta's cabinet shelves and pulled down the familiar box. "This one?" she asked. Delta nodded. Apogee looked at the bottom of the box. "Mom, this expired in May."

Delta huffed. "That's a Sell-By date, it lasts more than a month-"

"May of last year, Mom!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Fuck."

~

"Who's the father?" you asked. Oh buddy, if looks could kill. "Mom, I love you. But until very recently, I feel like that's a fair question."

"You're the only stallion I've let bareback since... him."

"Mom, I think we're a bit past euphemisms here. This is not the time for coy vagary!"

"Your father."

"Okay, okay. But still, condoms aren't one hundred percent-"

"You're the only stallion- the only person that I'd had in... well, a frankly embarrassing amount of time actually. Ain't nobody got a toy box that diverse because their love life is going so well, you know?"

"..."

"So yes. It is unquestionably yours!"

You paced back and forth in the kitchen. "I can't believe I got you pregnant!"

Delta rubbed her temples. "I'm almost forty Aileron. I can't believe I could even still get pregnant."

"I can't believe it's not butter!" Apogee said. You both looked at her. "Sorry. I was feeling left out."

"Speaking of, how are you not pregnant!?" Delta asked.

Apogee grabbed her tea box out of her bag. "My tea isn't expired."

"So what are we going to do?" you asked.

"Well..." Delta said, "We have options. I could drink a lot."

"Mom, no."

"Or you could tie my wings and push me off the hangar roof."

"No!"

"Or you could just kick me in the stomach really hard."

"Stop!"

"There's a clinic in town that takes cash and doesn't ask questions."

"Mom! No! We are not doing any of those things!"

Delta stood up. "Well, it's fucking better than the alternative!" she shouted.

At her children.

Apogee was nearly in tears. "Is that how you felt last time?" she asked.

"With us?" you asked. "Did you think about getting an abortion?"

"Every mother thinks about getting one, Aileron!" Delta yelled. "Obviously I didn't!"

"Because Dad... talked you out of it," you said.

Delta sat back down and looked away. "...Yeah."

"But that's good right!?" Apogee said. "Because we're the best things that ever happened to you?"

Delta shrugged and looked like she was about to object. The vitriol of a lifetime of bitter resentment boiled to the surface. But as quickly as it appeared, it melted away. "You didn't ruin my life. Jet did. And I sure-as-fuck didn't do myself any favors since then..." She reached into her shirt pocket and pulled out her cigarette pack, looking at the last one inside. "But that's not your fault." She looked at both of you. She almost smiled. "Yeah. You are the best things that ever happened to me." She brought the cigarette up to her lips.

Apogee stepped closer. "Well... maybe this could be too."

"Yeah, sure, your brother's potato-faced hell-spawn!"

"Actually with only first generation inbreeding the risk of genetic deformities are remarkable low." Apogee said. "And they usually present as simple, but manageable blood-"

"Apogee, how do you know this!?"

Apogee held up her phone. "I have the internet, Mom. By the way, some studies have shown that there is actually a lot of benefit to second-cousin and even first-cousin-"

Delta spat the cigarette back into the pack and pounded her fist on the table. "Apogee! I can't build a fucking rocket if I'm fucking pregnant! I'd lose most of my core strength! And I have to work with shit like Hydrazine and Benzene and a whole bunch of other nasty shit which is bad enough for me, but would be even worse for a fetus than your brother's genes!"

"I can do that stuff!" you said. "I'll wear the gloves and respirator and all that. You won't have to even be near it! I'll lift whatever you need me to lift. We can get the crane working again, too!"

"You said you wanted us to help, right?" Apogee said. "Your rocket, your design, Aily and I know it!"

"I was only half serious. I meant like, for a summer internship. You need to go to university in the fall!"

"Mom, we're not going anywhere," you said.

"We can put off university for a year," Apogee said. "All else aside, this would be good work experience."

"And... if we build this rocket, on time and under budget, this wouldn't be the last time that the Delta Vee Rocket Manufacturing company would get a contract like this, right?"

Delta snorted. "Is that what we're calling it?"

You shrugged and sat down next to her. "It's a working title. My point is, it would be a career for all of us. Save us a bunch of school debt." She still didn't look convinced.

Apogee sat down on the other side of her. "Mom, you always said that your rocket design for EASA was you one big chance, and that Dad stole it away from you..."

You hugged her. "You always said that you wished you could have that one chance again to get it right, to build your rocket... and be a better mother..." Delta crumpled the cigarette pack in her fist as tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. "Mom, what if this..." You put your hand on her belly. "What if this is your big second chance?"

Week 40 - Day 2

Epilogue

"Aily!"

"I know I'm on fire. Just let me finish this weld!" you snapped from behind your mask. You finished stacking dimes on the steel oxidizer inlet manifold and then patted out the flames on your apron.

Apogee stood on the platform up above you and moved her clipboard from shielding her eyes. "Would you relax!? We're still almost six months ahead of schedule! You have time to be safe!"

"Yeah. Okay, what do you need?"

"The turbulator just got delivered."

"Okay. Have them put it in the receiving warehouse."

"No, it's the recombinant turbulator we ordered for the cyclohexane testing."

"Okay, then put it in the chem-lab vestibule to get in-processed," you said, waiting for her to leave. "Is there something else?"

"Yeah, um, Boss wanted to see you for something."

"Something?" you asked.

"Yeah."

"Wait, what time is it?" you asked. She told you. "Oh."

"Yeah."

You smirked and nodded. "Okay. Tell her I'll be over there soon." You started putting up your welding gear.

"Hey Aily."

"What?" You looked up at her. She check over her shoulder before she lifted her skirt and pulled her panties aside.

"I just heard back from Pixel Dust," she said as she started fingering herself. "She says the EASA prototype tests are still floundering!" She stopped as quickly as she started and she made herself decent again.

As much as you hated to say it, "Go change into your jumpsuit. We have thermocouple wiring to run after lunch!"

"I know!" She tapped her clipboard before she walked away.

You climbed up out of the motor assembly pit and walked across the work site that used to be a junk yard. You stepped into your boss's office, formerly the location of an old trailer.

"You needed something, Ma'am?"

"You're late."

"Sorry, Boss."

"Relax. The delivery crew is gone."

"Okay."

"But you are late."

"Sorry, Mom."

"Ugh! Finally!" Apogee said walking in after you, locking the door behind her. "Lunch break!"

You and Apogee knelt down in front of Delta's office chair as she unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped the front of her stained bra. You both leaned forward and each started sucking a nipple, gently massaging her swollen, tender breasts as you swallowed her copious milk.

She sighed in relief, gently runner her fingers through your hair. You both worked diligently with practiced mouths and hands to make sure every last drop was drained. "Fuck, that's getting to be almost as good as sex," she moaned.

"Did you want dessert?" you asked.

"Yeah, but don't make me work for it," Delta said.

"Did you still want to get on the table?" you asked.

"Yeah."

The table was your greatest invention. Or at least it was your mother's favorite. It was a maternity massage table that you fabricated with an abdominal hammock. It let Delta lay face-down without any risk to her belly, keeping it supported in a strong, yet soft hammock suspended below the table.

Apogee grabbed the jar of cream, a mixture of cocoanut oil and shea butter. She bent over to reach inside the hammock and rub Delta's very gravid belly.

"I think we need to do this more than twice a day," Delta said. "I found stretch marks."

"Those are old stretch marks," you said, reaching up under Apogee's skirt to pull down her panties. It was clear that she was anticipating this. Her panties were practically soaked.

"Liar," Delta teased. "How did the manifold go together today?"

"It went fine," you answered before you slid inside your sister's vagina and started gently fucking her while she massaged your mother's pregnant belly. "You left plenty of clearance in your design."

"Ha! Knew it!" Delta said smugly.

Apogee continued to massage Delta's belly as you fucked her. "And how are the foals today?" she asked.

The two biggest surprises you'll ever experience in your life are twins. Even though there is a genetic disposition for twins to have twins, it was a surprise none the less.

Delta groaned. "They've been kickboxing my bladder all morning."

"Hang in there just a few more weeks," Apogee assured her, lifting Delta's skirt to reveal her bare bottom. Apogee's clean hand gently massaged her mother's damp vulva. "Just a few more weeks and then we can get these little ones out of you. Then the hard part will be over."

"Hardy har." Delta sarcassed. "You know you're on the hook to help raise them, right?"

"I'm looking forward to it," Apogee said as she slid a couple fingers inside Delta's pussy to start gently fingering her to orgasm.

Delta moaned and huffed. "Is my smoothie ready yet?"

"It feels like he's getting there," Apogee panted. "Right Aily?"

"Yeah, yeah, let me just..." You felt yourself about to flare. You pulled out of your sister and quickly hopped over to your mother's waiting mouth at the edge of the table. She sucked just as your balls tightened and your shaft started to throb and pump. Your mother swallowed her prize out without any of the work. She was swallowing your cum for three after all. Her mouth vibrated on your dick as she started to cum and moan.

Apogee admired her handiwork dripping from her mother's satisfied pussy, with a glint of envy in her eyes. "Just a few more weeks." She looked over at you with a knowing smile.

You looked back at Apogee nervously while your mother finished sucking every last drop of cum out of your dick.

Just a few more weeks.

You wondered if your sister was really crazy enough to actually go through with her plan...

...and stop taking her Moon Tea.

Week 1 - Day 6

This is a direct continuation.
Seriously, go read A Volatile Mixture first!

You lost track of the time from how many days it had been since you wanked one out to your mom in the shower. In your panicked state, you made sure you quickly cleaned up your mess before you ended up getting caught, lest you end up pissing off your mom and embarrassing yourself to an extent you’d never recover from.

When you busted the fattest earth shattering nut you did, staining the carpet and the dining area of her trailer, you had to get your shit together and move fast to hide anything that could give her any idea that you were jerking it to her. The cum was probably the worst part; thick and viscous as it was it took a bit to clean up, but luckily she had a lot of washcloths laying around you could use to soak it up and some handy scented spray.

Though the already present mess in her trailer would probably hide the smell, she would probably mistake it for one of her past romps you were very aware she was still having even though you and Apogee were sleeping not ten feet away from her bedroom, so you could hear everything they were doing.

So cleaning up wasn’t that big of an issue, considering the constant state of disarray in the trailer.

Apogee had come back just in the nick of time to catch you throwing on a shirt as Delta finished up her shower. She was blushing up a storm but you couldn’t fathom why that was. You ignored and instead focused on making sure your sister didn’t catch onto what you just did.

That was how the rest of the night had gone, uncomfortable silence for all of you; mostly yourself. Delta didn’t even seem to give a damn about what either of you were doing, and busied herself with working on something outside in her hanger. Apogee meanwhile, was sneaking you looks before looking down at her phone, and you half considered asking her what she was staring at, but after a while you were just too exhausted to care about it.

Dad still hadn’t texted you back either about the trip, and you just groaned from the annoyance of it. No doubt he was balls deep in some random mare, or femcolt, who even knows.

You swear your family couldn’t be anymore dysfunctional.

You managed to get through the next couple of days fairly well, all things considered; you went to school and focused on your studies as you avoided Apogee like the plague, entirely because you weren’t sure how you could handle being around her after her stunt at the pool.

The feeling of her tight little ass pressed up against your dick was more than enough to get your hormones raging again, you honestly wished you could have snuck in a touch or two.

You slapped yourself at the thought, and that was embarrassing to explain in class.

Surprisingly enough you found you didn’t care as much as you used to about the whole situation you were thrust into, all thanks to your dad dumping you off here. You honestly found that to be a little disconcerting.

You had to be losing your mind or something, the fumes from Delta’s trailer was making the anchor weighing down your sanity chip and shatter with each passing day.

All of this pent up stress with your family issues and school on top of the sexual frustration was making you lose your mind, it was the only logical explanation for it!

Throughout the next day, you had school off—you decided to call in sick, your stomach was upset and sleep didn’t come easy. You fought off internal demons that waged a war in your psyche, and used your dick as a battlefield; it kept you awake some nights. It didn’t help that Apogee continued to snuggle you close every night, face buried in the nap of your neck and her chest pressed against your back, forcing you to feel the supple and soft shape of her budding tits.

It didn’t help that you could imagine yourself groping them, feeling their softness in your hands like two small pillows to knead and fondle throughout the day, forgetting all your worries.

It sounded nice, until you realized it was your sister and it only made you hornier.

It made you think about your mom as well, which only furthered the worries and horniness in your mind.

It didn’t help that Rose—your gf—hadn’t returned your text messages, and she had avoided you at school for whatever reason. You couldn’t help but wonder what was going on, what she was going through. Every time you asked her, it seemed like she was pushing you away, with constant reassurance from her that she was okay, that nothing was wrong.

When you received the ping on your cell, everything changed when you saw one of your friends sent you a text message.

The group chat room you were in with your friends was suddenly filled with several images, ones of Rose hanging out with some other buck at school; you recognized the guy, he was the school’s resident Buckball Star, a living prodigy and on his way to a long and successful career.

Rose had her arm wrapped around his shoulders with the biggest smile you had ever seen on her, bigger than any smile you had seen. Her eyes all but twinkled in the picture like starlight, mouth captured open in a laugh as they walked through the street. Rose looked happier than she ever was with you when you took her out on dates.

The other pictures you saw were of the same thing, the duo hanging out in Las Pegasus here and there. They were closer than you were comfortable with and it only made your stomach twist up into a knot at the implications. It was obvious what was going on, but you wanted to keep your mind off of the thought as your heart teetered between tearing in half and exploding.

The last picture was what you were scared of.

She was kissing him.

Her lips attached to his.

Somewhere in the midst of your chest, where the most vital organ in your body was pumping blood through your system. The feeling of icy talons wrapping around it appeared, followed by the swift and sudden gripping realization of what was happening. You didn’t even react to your friends’ comments on the photos, no…

You were too busy going through your first ever heartbreak.

It was in the morning, and these photos had to have been taken yesterday, which was when you texted Rose about meeting up for another date.

She had said she was busy.

Your stomach was doing flips and turns inside your body, like a rollercoaster that was close to derailing from the speed. A feeling of nausea bubbled up in your stomach, bile and dinner from last night mixed together with the already fragile emotional state of yours, threatening to spill over onto your mom’s already stained trailer carpet.

“Ailly?” Apogee muttered next to you. Your twin had just woken up, you only just barely registered her presence as she tiredly plopped her lithe body next to you, and rested her head on your shoulder.

Nothing escaped your lungs except the air, you couldn’t think of anything to say to her. You just felt her gaze on your phone, felt her breath tickling your ear.

She’s cheating on me. What did I do wrong?

“What’s wrong?” You watched Apogee reach around you and use her finger to slide up through the group chat; she had met your friends before, so she knew their names and that anything they usually posted was trustworthy, they would never lie to you.

The pictures came back into view, your friends had been talking and they vanished above, you hadn’t even been paying attention to it until now.

‘She left you for someone better.’

“Wait, isn’t that Rose?... Ailly?”

I thought…

You set your phone down the table, face down. You couldn’t bear to stare at the images any longer, or what your friends were talking about.

You felt Apogee’s arms around your shoulders, and you felt her fingers gripping gently. “Ailly?”

You felt uncomfortable now and your eyes stung from the tears breaking through, moments later you felt them run down your cheeks, and your eyes began to burn.

Rose was cheating on you with one of the popular kids at school.

Your first ever relationship with one of the prettiest girls you’ve ever met.

She’s really…

Your friends were still talking in the group chat, and a lot of them were trying to get your attention. You just stared down at the phone as the images floated up through the chat, disappearing from sight.

“Ailly, you’re scaring me...” Apogee’s voice broke through your thoughts, and you finally tore your gaze from the phone to look at her.

Her eyes were laced with concern, and her usually bubbly smile wasn’t there, instead replaced with a delicate frown that marred her otherwise delicate features. The sunlight dripped in through the window behind you, casting its orange glow on her.

You couldn’t remember the last time you had seen your sister so worried.

“That was Rose, wasn’t it?”

She knew Rose; the two had talked briefly when you invited her over to your house in Las Pegasus, where she met your dad and sister.

Your eyes fell from her face, down to her chest and eventually into her lap. You worked your throat to swallow down the knot in it and you nodded. “Y-yeah...”

You felt Apogee’s arms wrap around you, and felt her pull you into her. You were too weak to resist your sister, and so ended up with your face buried in the nape of Apogee’s neck. Her arms gently wrapped around you, one settling above your wings and the other below.

You felt her nuzzle into your mane, and you shook.

“I’m so sorry, Ailly.” She whispered into your ear, causing it to flick slightly. Her words did little to soften the immense blow you’ve just taken to your heart.

You didn't fight her when she hugged you, you just closed your eyes and silently wept. You hated crying, it made you feel weird, made you feel weak. Apogee didn’t say anything, she just held you as your mind and heart began to spiral. You almost didn't notice her shifting herself to sit more upright as you stayed reclined in the bed, laying against her.

But now instead of your cheek laying against her collarbone, it was nestled against her chest. Not her breasts, but her the firm, flat part just above her cleavage. But that didn't keep your chin from pressing into the soft flesh of her bosom. It wasn't sexual, nor was it meant to be. It wasn't even any teasing on her part as you would have otherwise have liked to suspect. It was just a natural platonic intimacy between family.

But that didn't mean that it wasn't still a little distracting. At first you wanted to be upset and left to your grief. But as sure as you were about anger being a phase of loss, it passed quickly. It was hard to stay mad in this place, held in her arms. You kept waiting for her to say something. You didn't know what you expected her to say, or what you even hoped for her to say. What could she even say that would help? She must have known that too, because she was just content to hold you as long as you needed.

Nice as it was, it was still the height of summer in a trailer with no working A/C, and you were starting to get sweaty. When you pulled away and stood up, she must have caught a chill because you caught a glimpse of her nipping through her sleep shirt.

"Where you going?" she asked.

You shrugged. "I don't know," you said, truthfully. You felt lost in every sense of the word.

"Ailly, I- I don;t know what to say. I wish I knew what to say. But..."

"It's okay," you said on reflex. But your words sounded hollow even to you. "I mean- it's not, but- that's not your fault."

"You know, you should actually try talking to Mom about it," she suggested.

It was a nice sentiment but, "I don't think Mom is really the one to talk to about this sort of touchy-feely stuff."

Apogee shrugged. "Well, she does know a thing or two about bad breakups."

You couldn't help but snort, but truer words were never spoken. "Yeah, you're right about that."

"I think she's out to the hanger."

You glanced at the clock. "This early? She not usually a morning person."

"True, but it's supposed to be a hot one today," she said.

"It's always hot here."

"Yeah, but like, triple digits."

"Great..." You sighed, knowing the sweat on your forehead would likely be there all day. You head outside, and even while still low in the eastern sky, the sun already felt especially oppressive. Like the trailer, the hanger offered shade. And what was better was the openness of it let a cool breeze flow through. When the breeze would deign the blow. Unlike today. That was when the heat was the worst. When the air was just stagnant. The shade alone would have to do. Now there was just to find your mom.

"Piece of shit!"

Well, that didn't take long. You followed the stream of expletives into the hanger. Her voice echoed from behind some large fuselage and walking around it, you found her. Or rather, half of her. Her lower half was hanging out of some... thing. The rest of her was somewhere on or inside it, uttering some continuous babble of swears.

"Mom?"

You heard a loud clunk and then, "Fucking cunt rag!" Her legs kicked and she slinked out of the equipment, rubbing her head, looking pissed at you. "The fuck!? Don't sneak up on me!"

"Sorry."

"The fuck you want anyway?"

"I uh... can I talk to you about something?"

She cringed, presumably from the pain in her head, but just as likely from the prospect of having to 'parent'. "Eh, shit. Gimmie a second." She climbed back into the mangled mess of machinery and came back out with an open can of beer.

"Isn't it a little early to start drinking?" you asked.

"Pfft, who stops?" she asked rhetorically. She slammed down the rest of the beer, crushed the can in her hand, and threw it off in a random direction before ripping a loud belch. You followed her towards the back of the hanger to where there was a couch.

The couch was, by all objective measures, trash. And yet, compared to the folding card table in the trailer kitchen and the mattresses protected by piles of laundry you laughingly called beds, it was the nicest piece of furniture she owned. She flopped down on the side next to the Styrofoam cooler. She leaned over and opened the lid and grabbed one of the cans floating in the water inside, next to the last remaining ice cube doing it's best before closing the lid again.

"Break time. You have until I finish this. So what's on your mind, champ?" she asked.

You realized that you could have very little time knowing how fast she could drink, so you just came right out with it. "Rose is cheating on me."

She blinked at you. "Well shit, kid," she cracked her beer and took a sip. "I thought you told me it was 'nothing to worry about', and that I should just 'bug out of it'."

"Yeah, well..." you tried to say. You tried not to let your broken heart show in your eyes. You tried, anyway.

She rolled her eyes and sighed, patting the ripped cushion next to her. "Fuck'n... take a seat." You accepted the offer and sat down next to her. "Welcome to the Broken Hearts Club, kid. Population: fuck'n... everypony." She reached into the cooler and grabbed another beer. She held it out to you.

"Really?"

She shrugged. "Fuck it, you're old enough." You gave her an unsure look. "Fuck'n, I don't know! This is the sorta shit you should talk to your Dad about. I mean, if he wasn't off banging some twink right now..."

"Mom-"

"Fuck'n relax, it's Saturday."

"Actually, it's Friday."

"What are you, the calendar police or something?" She asked and then blinked before she re-orientated herself as if she had just woken up. "The fuck are you doing home then?"

"I felt sick," you told her, clearly faking a cough.

She snorted. "Don't let your father find out." You looked down at the can in her hand and back at her. "What? Bitch broke your heart, and you're asking an alcoholic how to cope. Are you really that surprised?" You couldn't argue with that, so you took the beer can from her and opened it to take a sip. You were decidedly not a fan. She smirked at the face you made. "Hey, you want good beer, you can pay for it yourself. I drink Kirin beer because its cheap."

"Yeah well Kirin beer tastes like Kirin piss."

She snorted and muttered, "It probably is."

"What?" you asked.

"Nothing," she said quickly.

"Look, I dunno what you want me to tell you. But I don't give two shits about some high school romance that didn't work out, and now you feel like your world is ending. It's fuck'n cliché. What next? You gonna dye your mane black and start wearing eyeliner and shit like some emo bitch?"

"What? No!" you said. "I just- I don't know. Wanted some advice about moving on."

"Cry me a river, build me a bridge, and get the fuck over it," she said.

You nodded sarcastically in frustrated resignation. "Yeah, okay. Thanks Mom. Great talk."

You went to stand up and she put her hand on your shoulder. "Okay, wait," she said. "Look, you know I'm no good at this parenting shit."

"You don't say."

"Zip it. I'm trying the best I can, here. It sounds like she was a cunt anyway. You can do better than her skanky ass. If you ask me, you dodged a bullet, finding out sooner rather than later. So... what exactly do you want me to help with?"

"Well, obviously I'm trying to get over it!" You said. "And I wanted help with that. With..." You clutch your chest where you can still feel your broken heart. "With getting it to stop hurting."

"Well, that's a good start," she said, pointing at the can in your hand.

You eyed your mother’s slightly drunken form as she sat on the couch next to you, casually leaning back with her beer in hand. Your eyes drifted over her oil stained tank top, and the straps that had fallen down her arms, all she had to do was shift a bit and you’d be getting an eyeful of your mother’s fat tits. You make yourself take a sip of your beer. It didn't taste any better. "Great. And then tomorrow when I still feel like shit and have a hangover?"

"Avoid hangovers; keep drinking."

"Mom-"

"Alright, fine. Honestly, the best way to get over somepony is to get under somepony else."

"What?"

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm saying, find someone else to fuck! The sooner the better. And you'll forget all about her. I mean if that bitch is cheating on you, then she's already ahead of the game."

"Yeah well... it's not like the other girls are clamoring over each other for me."

She turned and looked you up and down. "Seriously?"

"What?"

"Look at you."

"What about me?" you asked. She smirked and sipped her beer. "Mom!? What about me?"

"I'm just saying that... objectively, you're..." she visibly struggled to find the words. "If the other fillies at your school don't think you're hot then they must either be blind or dykes."

"... Really?"

She shrugged. "Yeah. I mean, if I saw you in some bar..." she caught herself again. "I'm just saying, it shouldn't be hard to find somepony to go a couple rounds with you."

"Is that what love is?" you asked sarcastically.

"Oh, shut the fuck up!" she said. "Like you know fuck all about love! You have all these grand, romantic notions about falling in love, and roses, and chocolates and shit. You don't fall in love like a swimming pool. You fall in lust. You make love."

You opened your mouth to say something but she kept talking.

"And no, when I say 'making love' I don't mean fucking. I mean like actually making it. Like building a relationship, building a life together, and-" She looked away for a minute. "And yeah, building a family." She drank the rest of her beer and grabbed another one to open right after. "That's how it's supposed to work, anyway..."

"Look..." she continued. "I know that legally, you're an adult now, and everything. But you're still a kid. Don't worry about all that 'true love' bullshit until you're done with school at least. Take it from me."

"Right..."

She looked over at you. "Listen, I know you were hoping for me to cheer you up or something, but life is hard. It's unfair. And me sitting here blowing sunshine up your ass isn't gonna do you any favors."

"I guess..."

"Hey, I'm not saying you can't enjoy life," she said. "Go out, have fun, get fucked up, bang hotties. Whatever. I'm just saying, don't worry about 'capital L' Love." She drank her beer, spilling a bit on her white, stretched, work shirt. You couldn't help but notice how it became a bit more transparent in the nipples area. "And for fuck's sake, don't get anypony pregnant!"

"Yeah well, I don't think I have to worry about that..." you said, dejected.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. Seriously. Look at you. You're in great shape, you actually have a good personality- some how. And most of all you're hu-" Her mental filter switched back on at the last moment.

"I'm what?"

"Nothing- forget it!" she said. It was amusing to actually see her be uncomfortable for once.

"And most of all, I'm what!?" you press.

"You're-" she looked away and tried to find the way to say it. "I'm just saying, you're at that age. Walking around... thinking nobody will notice it."

A lightbulb went on in your head and you looked down at the tent in your shorts. On reflex, you hunched over to hide it. She rolled her eyes. "Oh please... you don't need to be ashamed. Hell, just from where I'm sitting, you ought to be proud of that beast."

"Mom!"

"What? I'm just being honest. Any filly that's had that in her and then cheats must be mental. What happened? Did you literally fuck her brains out?"

"What? No! We- we never... did that."

"Oh. So were you just bad at..." she made a V shape with her fingers and a licking motion.

"We didn't do that either!"

"What about..." she made a pumping motion with her hand and pushed her tongue to make a bulge in her cheek.

"No."

"Not even a handjob? So, what, you just walked around holding hands and kissed sometimes? What are you so broken up over then? Fuck'n buzzkill." Logically, you knew she was right. But it still hurt just the same. "Makes no sense to get this upset over someone who never even gave you a handy," she said. "Shit, I'd give you a handy if it'd get you out a this funk you're in."

The words went into your ears, but somewhere between your ear and your brain, something went crazy. "Wait, what!?"

Her entire attitude flipped like a switch. "What, you think I won't!?" You weren't sure how you meant it, but it definitely wasn't meant as the challenge she took it for. She guzzled the rest of her beer and scooted over next you you. Before you could even register what was happening, she pushed your hand away from the tent in your lap, and replaced it with her own. It was the first time anyone had touched you there (purposefully). And now your mom had her hand wrapped around your girth through your shorts.

"Mom! You're drunk!"

"Pft! No I'm not! If I was drunk I'd be acting impulsively without thinking!" your mother said, giving your dick a few gentle squeezes with her hand.

"Uh..." You wanted to blame it on the alcohol, but you knew she was right. You had seen her properly drunk before, and this was nowhere near that. If you weren't already at full mast before, you were now. Her hand moved up and down the outline of it in your shorts.

"Shit, look at this thing!" she said as she licked her lips. "Fuck, I bet this feels amazing." She looked at the strained expression on your face. "I mean, it would feel amazing. For a mare. Not for you walking around with this all day. But we'll fix that-" She pulled at your waistband.

"Whoa- wait!" Your hands slapped hers away and held your shorts fast.

"What? Oh, right. Fair's fair." She got up and grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it off, letting her luscious tits spill out. Any objection you had fell silent as your mind went blank, thinking of nothing else but the sight before you. "Like these?" she asked, giving them a squeeze in her hands. "Bigger than hers, aren't they?"

Hers? Whose? Or right, what's-her-name. You had already forgotten.

She took her hands from her tits and grabbed your wrists, pulling your hands away from your shorts and lifting them up to put your palms on her breasts. Whose breasts were these, again? It suddenly didn't matter. Your hands reflexively started squeezing and kneading them like bread dough, playing with her nipples between your fingers.

"Ha! I knew you were a tit guy!" she teased, but you barely heard her. All you could think about was her boobs in your hands. They felt like you always imagined, only better! You didn't even notice your drawstring being untied. But a hand wrapped around the bare flesh of your dick, and pulling it out of your shorts was something you could not ignore.

You tried to say something, but every nerve in your brain was cross-firing. She spat into her other hand and started stroking you. Even your hands on her tits were fumbling their basic motor functions and flopped to your sides. Your entire world shank to the tunnel vision of your mothers hands moving up and down on your shaft. Your eyes flickered away to look at hers, which were fixed on your dick like a hungry predator savoring a meal to come.

You tried to reach out and touch her boobs again, but her arms were going full time on jacking you off and got in the way of your greedy palms. But your desire to bring them back into the equation did not escape her notice. She leaned closer and cupped her tits to wrap them around your dick. Most of the girls at your school were not nearly so endowed. A tit-job was only the stuff of your dreams. But now you were actually getting one!

Keeping your shaft wedged firmly between them, the tip was pointed directly at her mouth, which was open and drooling to add more lube to her slippery tits. But with her mouth open like that, you realized that if you came, it would go straight up into-

"Hngh!" You grunt and your hips buck upward. The experienced mare read your signs like a book and her mouth was on you in a flash. For someone a bit tipsy, she was surprisingly spry, moving her mouth down on your shaft as fast as she could fall onto it. She suppressed a gag and took you into her throat just before you flared and started to cum with her nose pressed against your belly button. The muscles of her throat milked out your cum, your breath, and damn near your soul!

She slowly slid off a moment later, trying to pretend that she wasn't a deeper shade of blue. Just before you were out of her mouth, you fired off one more rope. She had been the one holding her breath, but now you were the one that was panting. She made a face and looked up at you from your lap. "You need to eat more pineapple so you'll taste better next time."

"Next time!?" you asked in equal parts surprise and hopefulness as you pull up your shorts.

"I mean for- you know, whoever your rebound is," she said, before grabbing her shirt. But instead of putting it on, she just carried it her hand around behind the couch. You turned and watched her walk towards the water tower. Though calling it a tower was being charitable. It was little more than a cut section of a train tanker car put on end on top of a raised, steel platform barely taller than she was. The roof for it served as a rain collector for the rare times when it did rain, and it retained the water it collected during the dry season.

At the top of the ladder, she opened the hatch and stepped inside. Out of your view inside, she flipping her shirt out to drape it over the edge. And then her shorts.

You walked over to the bottom of the ladder. "Mom!? What are you doing!?"

"Just taking a dip to cool off," her voice echoed from inside.

"In the water tower?"

"Yes."

"But don't we-?"

"That's why I told you not to drink the tap water." she said. Curious, you started climbing the ladder and peered over the edge where her shorts were draped to look inside. Without any windows, the inside was nearly pitch dark. The air itself was cooler inside. "If you're coming in here, lose the shorts."

You bit your lip, hesitating for a moment, but decided that at this point it wasn't anything she hadn't already seen. You step in through the hatch and peel off your shorts, draping them on the edge before moving into the water. Blind in the dark, your hands reached out in front of you to feel around, arriving at- "Yup, those are my tits."

"Sorry," you said reflexively as if you hadn't just been palming them a few minutes earlier. It wasn't cramped, but it wasn't exactly roomy either. The curved bottom made it easy to lose your footing and you tripped forward, poking her with your dick still at half-mast. "Sorry!" you blurted again.

"And you call me drunk," she quipped. "Why don't you sit down before you fall down?" You tried to sit down on the opposite side but your legs were on or between hers. She grabbed your ankle before you accidently hit something tender. "Easy there, tiger. Just... stay put."

You felt her move in the water and you could hear it dripping as she got up to reposition herself. She sat down next to you, reclining back and laying at a diagonal with her legs draped over yours. You could feel the warmth of her butt against the side of your hip. You knew she must have felt the girth of your dick pinned between your abdomen and the side of her thigh.

"You alright?" she asked.

"Mhmm," you squeaked.

She flexed her thigh against you a bit, "I'm not bending it, am I?"

"Uh- a, a little," you said.

"Well, how about if I..." She lifted her leg to let your dick flop forward before she lowered it back down, pinning it between her thighs. "Better?"

"Y-yeah."

She shimmied just a little bit closer, getting the side of your shaft against her marehood. Even under the water it was very warm. There was no way she didn't know what she was doing, but you still felt compelled to say something, "Mom?"

She rolled her hips to move her pussy against the side of your dick just a bit more. "Is something wrong? she asked. Oh no. Something was very right. "Wow. How are you still this hard after that?" It might have had something to do with her hot pussy rubbing on it. "Fuck, this is why I love colts."

Okay, we'll have to unpack that later, you think, but then you felt her hand on your dick, holding it more firmly against her crotch as she grinded against it, abandoning any pretense of accident or correcting discomfort.

She shifted over to more or less sit in your lap with your dick sticking out in front of her. She reached behind her and took your hands to wrap around her and put back over her boobs. Her direction was clear enough and you were only to happy to grope her tits some more. While you did that, she shifted in her seat while holding your dick against her pussy to keep grinding against the side of it. Especially getting the tip against her pussy before sliding back down along the side of your shaft.

Hovering a bit more at the top, she rubbed your tip back and forth against the length of her pussy as she pressed down on it just a bit. On one of the passes, the tip poked inside just a bit. Just the tip. "Ah, ah! We can't be doing that," she admonished, sitting back down in your lap with your dick out in front of her.

She took one of your hands from her breasts and guided it downward between her legs. With her hand over yours she slid your middle finger between her pussy lips. You pioneered forward to find the entrance to her vagina, dipping your finger inside, and then another. "Easy, slow down," she said, guiding you back up, pressing your finger against the little nub at the top. "Feel that right here?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Right there," she said, "Like this." Her finger on top of yours moved to teach you just the right speed and pressure that she liked. You mimicked it as best as you could. "Yes... yes that's nice! Just like that." She pulled her hand away to brace herself, gripping your thigh under her. Her nails weren't very long but you could feel them. "Just... a little more.... to the left... no, your other left... just a bit... a bit more..." Despite your best efforts to follow her direction, you could hear the growing frustration in her voice.

A moment later she stood up and turned around to stand over where you were sitting. "Okay, keep doing what you were doing, but with your tongue!" She squatted just a bit in front of you and held your face against her crotch. Just as you felt with your fingers, there was a small tuft of fur just above her vulva, but the rest of her pussy was pretty smooth. She parted her lips with her fingers and your mouth found her clitoris again with ease.

She spread her legs a bit more. "Put a couple fingers in." You did as you were told, feeling at the entrance of her vagina and inserting two fingers in a simple thrusting motion. "N-no, curl them like-" you started curling them in a come-hither motion. "Yeah! Just like that! Oh- OH oh fuck keep going I- I'm- ah!" She grabbed your head to steady herself as her legs shook and she spurted into your mouth and against your face. You took a measure of pride in knowing you were able to bring her to orgasm. She was still shaking, so you reached up and grabbed her waist to keep her from falling.

She moved her hand to your shoulder to control her decent as she squatted, bringing her face to yours. "That-" she kissed you on the lips. "was fucking" she kissed you again. "Amazing!" she said, kissing you again, opening her mouth and using her tongue. She certainly must have been able to taste herself in your mouth. But it didn't seem to bother her. You kissed her back, trying to copy her tongue's movement with yours.

With her other hand, she grabbed your very-hard erection and rubbed it against her pussy again, letting the tip pop just inside again. She broke the kiss and took a sharp breath. "Normally you should use a condom for this." Then she sat down in your lap, taking the full length of your dick inside her. She let out a guttural grunt as she bottomed out, as the size of your dick pushed up against her internal organs, quite literally knocked the wind out of her.

She leaned forward and hugged your head against her breast, bidding you to suckle on her nipples. You happily oblige her. For a long moment she just sat there, adjusting to the size of your dick, and you just reveled in the feeling of finally being inside a mare at long last. It no longer mattered that she was your mom that you were losing your virginity to. If anything it was only making it hotter.

"You're lucky you know," she whispered as she started to move up and down. "I really am surprised that there aren't mares clamoring over each other for you, for this dick!" Her pussy quivered again around you dick in another orgasm aftershock. "F-fuck, this is so good! But yeah, if I saw you in a bar I definitely would have taken you home. I'm surprised one hasn't already. This time of year, during the heat of summer! Estrus. When mares get fertile and super horny and fuck anyone!" your mother said, moving up and down on your dick. She nibbled on your ear. "Just about anyone at all, really."

"Mom-"

"That's why it's important we get this baby batter out of you! So you don't go out loaded up on hormones and you can think clearly when some crazy mare tries to get you to rut her."

"Mom, I-"

"Shh, I know it hurts having those balls so full," she cooed. "Mommy's gonna make it all better."

"Mom, I- I'm gonna- Mmffph!" she pressed your face into her breast, muffling your cries and keeping you pinned down as you felt your balls tighten against. The tip of your dick flared and swelled and she plopped herself down one final time, pressing it firmly against the base of her cervix.

Paralyzed in the throes of your own climax, you could do nothing but sit there as you ejaculated deep inside the mare from whence to came, and came back into, flooding her womb with more of your seed with every throb and pulse.

"Yes! Yesss!" she hissed. "Good boy! Good good boy!" she cooed as she let you catch your breath and she brushed her fingers through your hair. "That's what Mommy needed!" The potent dose of stallion testosterone applied directly to the source of her ache melted away the ache of estrus in moments, in a way that Moon Tea, dildos, and sex with condoms simply could not.

She stayed there, sitting with you still inside her, resting her cheek on your shoulder while you both caught your breath. You were content to just sit there and hold her for as long as she needed. After a long minute, the cold, post-coital sobriety washed over her.

"Shit," she breathed.

"Yeah, that was awesome!"

"No, I mean... we really shouldn't have done that," she said.

"You seemed like you enjoyed it."

"That doesn't matter," she said. She shifted to start to get up but you wrapped your arms around her, holding her close and keeping yourself inside her.

"Mom, wait! Stay just a little longer? It feels so good!"

"Let me get up!"

"Can we do this again though? Please!?"

She huffed but lamented. "Fine, but you can NOT let Apogee find out about this!"

"Yeah, obviously!" you said, leaning in to kiss her. She kissed you back, but without tongue this time. You try to suckle her nipples again but she pushed you away and tried to get up again. "We can do it again? Can it be soon?" you asked in anxious excitement.

"Yes, yes, but I now I need to go get cleaned up!"

"But we've been in the water."

"I'm mean cleaned out!" She stood up at last with a wet pop as you pulled out of her. She quickly cupped her pussy with her hand as she headed toward the hatch exit. "Fuck! How is there so much!?" A horny young stallion and a mare in heat. It was a volatile mixture. She quickly got dressed and climbed out as she chided you, "And no funny business once your sister gets home from school!"

Sitting in the dark, you could feel the color drain from your face. You quickly got up and got dressed.

You remembered that Apogee had been home this whole time.

Week 1 - Day 6 (part 2)

Once you got dressed, you clamored out of the water tower. At the bottom of the ladder, you could see your mom, Delta Vee, was squatting with her shorts pulled to the side. From above, you couldn't see it, but it was plainly obvious that she was trying to get as much of you out of her as she could.

"Fucking hell..." she muttered without so much as giving you a second glance before she marched into the house. You carefully stepped onto the already-wet ladder and climbed down, taking care to not step in her puddle. Or rather, your puddle. You trotted after her but her substantial lead had the trailer door closing in your face before you could catch up to her.

Inside the trailer, she made a bee line for the bathroom. Your head whipped around looking everywhere for your twin sister, Apogee. Her school bag wasn't next to yours anymore. On the kitchenette table, the indicator on your phone was blinking. You checked your message. It was a text from Apogee.

Went to school. Hope you feel better. Enjoy your day off.

You wanted to text her back, but you knew her phone would be silenced by now in class so you put your phone away. You heard the water in the bathroom start running. Looking to the bathroom door, it wasn't slightly ajar like last time. It was just open.

Without any pretense, your mom just kicked off her shorts onto the floor and grabbed the shower head as she stepped in, squatting over the upward-aimed stream. She didn't even bother to take off her thin, white undershirt. Seeing her like this in the light it was the first time you got a good look at her crotch. It looked as smooth as it felt in the dark, save for the triangle of two-tone teal floof just above it. Standing slack-jawed, you could only watch as she reached down with her free hand to her spread her pussy lips and plunged her fingers inside.

"Fuck! How is there still so much? I thought I swallowed most of it!" she cursed. She looked up at you in the eyes. "What, were you saving up for a rainy day or something?" she asked. "That's the other reason why I make guys wear condoms. Easier cleanup. Not getting an STD is good too."

Her words barely registered in your brain as you stared at her fingers in her pussy, spreading and scooping until the water going down the drain stopped looking like curdled milk. The only thing that was able to pull your attention away was the feeling of your dick bending in half inside your shorts, in a race to see whether it, or the elastic band was going to break first. On reflex you adjusted yourself, making the tip pop up through the hem of your shorts.

"Seriously? Again already?" she asked, no longer even expecting an answer from you. Her tone almost sounded admonishing until she licked her lips with a lascivious grin. She adjusted the shower head to massaging pulse and started panting while stared back at you as hard as you were staring at her. It was plainly obvious to you that she wasn't cleaning herself anymore. "Are you just going to fucking stand there?" You were still too shocked to even consider joining her in masturbating. But at her insistence, you pulled the hem of your shorts down just enough to start stroking yourself.

She rolled her eyes. "Get in here!" You took a couple nervous steps forward making your shorts fall around your ankles, making you walk like a penguin. She snorted. "Lose the shorts, knucklehead!" You carefully stepped out of your shorts as you entered the bathroom and resumed jerking off. She nodded you closer. "Get over here."

The shower stall could maybe just barely fit the two of you if you were both standing. But squatting as she was, there was definitely no room for you to get in. You stood in front of her, waiting for her to stand. She did not. Instead, her wing flicked your jerking hand away. Then she lunged forward and practically inhaled most of your dick. You grabbed the frame of the shower stall on reflex to steady yourself as your knees went weak.

You looked down at her sucking your dick like she invented it. Her intense red eyes looked back up at you. The pulsing showerhead worked efficiently to get her off. Her own pleasure translated through her muffled moans, vibrating her mouth around your dick. The primary feathers of her wingtip gently caressed your balls, while her other with tugged down the collar of her shirt, letting her pendulous tits spill out the top.

As young and horny as you knew you were, you didn't think you'd be cumming yet again in less than an hour but here you were. You tried to warn her, but only a jumble of guttural vowels spilled out of your mouth. You could see the smile in her eyes as your swelled thicker inside her mouth. Your first rope blasted into the back of her throat and you could feel the muscles of her throat swallowing your load just as fast as you could spurt it. Her free hand darted from her pussy to grip the shower handle for support, stopping the water. Her eyes went out of focus and her legs quivered as she came hard. She didn't stop sucking until was sure that she had gotten every last drop out of you. She let your dick flop free out of her mouth and gasped as she slumped down against the shower wall. Her eyes never left your dick.

"F-fuck, that thing is going to get us in trouble."

~

Fully dressed and sitting at the kitchenette table, you slowly turned your can of soda in place.

"So..."

"So..." your mom replies, sitting next to you, likewise dressed and doing the same thing with her can of beer before taking a big sip.

"This morning... that was, um... we, uh..."

"You need to start wearing a condom. Your pull-out game is weak as fuck."

"For... next time?"

"I mean in general! With anyone," she said.

"I guess I was more asking... if... there was going to be... a next time... for us."

She glanced over at your crotch before she snorted and sipped her beer. "Yeah. But we can not let Apogee find out about this," she said. "And definitely not your father."

"No shit."

"Yeah. No shit!"

"And, you know, to be fair, you were on top."

"What?"

"My pull-out game had nothing to do with it. You were on top. Your pull...off game is what's weak!"

"Well, you should have warned me that you were going to-"

"I tried to. And you smothered me with your tits!"

She smirked. "I didn't hear you complaining."

You rolled your eyes. "And what was with the mommy talk? That was the most maternal I've ever heard from you and it was during... sex."

She shrugged. "Colts like that stuff with older mares. Did you not?"

"I didn't say that. It was just... surprising. But on the subject, if we're gonna keep doing... this... Does this mean you'll be less... you know?"

"Were you about to call me a fucking whorse!?"

"I was going to say promiscuous."

"So yeah!"

"I mean, it's a fair question. I'm not passing judgement. How could I after... all things considered?"

She snorted again. "What is it? Jealousy then?" she asked. "You want Mommy all to yourself?"

"It's just that I've already had one girlfriend cheat on me already..."

Her expression softened. "Let's get one thing straight, kiddo. I'm not your girlfriend. I'm still your mother. But just..."

"With benefits?" you suggested.

She glared at you from behind her beer can. "Something like that. But I hope you know this is just a spring fling kinda thing. You need to get back to dating someone your own age."

You cocked an eyebrow at her. "Kettle, meet pot."

"Or date some other cougar! I don't give a shit! But you know there's no way this can be long term."

You shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. But for now..?"

"Yeah, for now... I'm all yours, stud. Is that what you need to hear?"

"Yeah!" You leaned over to embrace her.

"What- again!?" she asked. You smiled at her awkwardly. She looked at the clock on the trailer wall. "No. Apogee is going to be home from school in like, an hour."

"So we have an hour!"

"We are not having sex again today."

"But..?"

She rolled her eyes and pulled her shirt off. "You can enjoy them as much as you want for five minutes."

You practically dove forward and started to immediately suckle her right nipple while you groped her other breast with as much as you could squeeze into your greedy palm. "Five minutes each!" you negotiated between sucking slurps. You didn't hear a no. She started to run her fingers through your mane. Your free hand slid down along her abdomen, inside her shorts, over her tuft of pubic fur. Your mom gripped your mane a little firmer as you slid a finger inside her pussy.

"You're a brazen little shit, you know that?" She leaned back in the booth to give your bold fingers a little better access. "Your shorts stay on."

Later, you heard Apogee knock at the trailer door loudly, despite it not being locked. "I'm home!" she shouted before she let herself in. All the windows were open, but you quietly prayed that she couldn't smell what had transpired over the regular trailer stank. She gave no such indication as she walked over to where you were still sitting in the kitchenette as casually as possible.

"I am also home. Mom is working outside."

Smooth.

"How was your day off?" she asked as she dropped off her bag.

"Nothing!" you blurted. "I mean, fine."

"Did Mom help you feel better?"

"What!?" Your eyes went wide.

"I mean, talking to you about your breakup with Rose," she said.

"Who? Oh. Uh... Yes."

Apogee nodded. "That's good." There was something off about her. Her usual, endless, bubbly positivity was absent. She seemed... flat.

"How was... your day?" you asked, trying to make conversation.

"Kinda crappy," she said with a sigh.

"Oh? Why? What happened? Was Tumbler bothering you again?"

"It's not that. It's just... I guess I also know how it feels to be heartbroken."

"Who- I didn't even know there was someone who... what happened?"

She sighed. "There's... this guy... that I've had this huge crush on for like, ever. But I found out today that he's... with someone else."

"Oh. Well that's a little different, isn't it?" you asked. "If it was just a crush? I've never known you to be shy. Why didn't you try telling him how you felt?"

Apogee rolled her eyes. "I tried telling him."

"Tried how?"

"I was giving a lot of subtle hints."

You chuckled. "Gee, I'm gonna give you a little inside info. Guys don't get subtle hints. They don't obvious hints. You need to be direct with them. You need to look them dead in the eyes and say, out loud, I love you."

She slumped a bit in her seat. "Yeah, well, it doesn't really matter now."

"Who is it, anyway? Someone I know?" you asked. She nodded. Your list of friends and acquaintances scrolled through your mind as you tried to figure out who she could be talking about. "And this other person, you said they're dating?"

"I'm not sure."

"You could still tell him how you feel."

"I'm worried it might ruin what we have. What he and I have, I mean."

"You're friends?" you asked.

She nodded again. "Yeah. And I really thought that he liked me. Like, you know, liked me."

"How so?" you asked.

She made a slow extension of her finger upwards. "Boing!"

You blushed. "Yeah. That's a pretty good indicator."

"It is?" she asked, unsure. "I thought it just happened whenever."

You chuckled. "I mean, yeah, that's also kinda true. But it's usually because of something, or someone. Like, did you notice this around you specifically?"

"Oh yeah!"

"Okay then, yeah, it pretty certainly means that he likes you, in that way."

"Yeah?" she asked excitedly.

"Yeah. But I wouldn't be doing my job as your brother if I didn't warn you that you shouldn't date someone just because they're horny for you. It should be someone who actually cares about you, who would actually love you, and not just lust over you, okay? I'm just looking out for you."

"I know." She looked you dead in the eyes. "That's why I love you."

"Cool. So tell me about this other person. How do you know they're together? Were they holding hands at school or-"

"She was sucking his dick."

Author's Note

Week 1 - Night 6

"At school!?" You asked in shock.

Your sister, Apogee, rolled her eyes. "Okay, I see what you mean about guys not getting obvious hints. So I'm just going to say it-"

The rusty hinge on the trailer door screeched as your mother, Delta Vee walked in for something but stopped when both you and Apogee were both staring at her. She stared right back at you both.

"What?" all three of you asked at once. "Nothing!"

Delta blinked. "Okay that was fucking weird." She walked past the two of you to the fridge to grab a beer. "So what's the play for dinner tonight? Are we doing pizza again or..." She was met with your wordless stares. "What?"

"Nothing!"

Delta threw her hands up. "Nothing for dinner! Works for me! I'll just drink mine again." She cracked her beer and went back outside.

"So who was it?" you asked Apogee once your mom was out of range. "I need to which student is the kind of filly who puts out like that!"

"It wasn't a student. It was an older mare."

"What, you mean a teacher?"

"No. It wasn't even at school."

"Fine, just tell me what you saw."

"Okay. I was on my way to school. And I saw him, outside, getting his dick sucked by her."

"That's hot. Then what?"

"Then she gave him a tit-job."

"Wait, really!?"

"I mean, I should have know he had a thing for her sooner. I saw him jerking off while watching her take a shower."

"..."

"And he came so hard, he sent his load out the window and hit me in the cheek."

"Waaait..."

She slapped you in the forehead. "It's YOU, dumb dumb!"

"Ow!" You rubbed your forehead. "Wait, I'm your brother!"

"Ha! Yeah, judge me!"

"But all that other stuff! How did you-"

"I'm not blind or deaf, and I live here! How could I not notice!?"

"But why didn't you say anything?"

"I was going to, but you were kinda going through a lot and I thought you were just trying to, I dunno... cope. I just thought that to you, Mom in the shower was just as good as any other naked mare to finally deal with that thing." She pointed at your crotch. "I wasn't about to judge you for being attracted to a family member after all. And I didn't want to give away my chances to see you... you know." She made a jerking motion with her hand.

"So how long have you felt this way about me?" you asked.

She shrugged. "I don't know. For as long as can remember feeling this way at all. From the first time I ever felt that itch down there, to when I discovered how to deal with it myself. From when I first learned that two ponies could even do that together, it was always you in my mind that I wanted to do it with."

"I had no idea."

"Really? You had no idea? Ailly, I love you, and you're a smart guy. But sometimes you're dumber than a bucket of rocks."

"Yeah, I've noticed."

"But you never noticed any of my hints?" she asked. "Just the other day in the pool, when it felt like you were smuggling a baseball bat in your shorts, and I practically gave myself a wedgie with it?"

"Ah! I knew it! I knew you were doing that on purpose!"

"Then why didn't you say something?" she asked.

"The same reason why you didn't ask me why I had a boner for you. What if you were wrong and it was actually for Miss Whirlpool?"

"Our instructor!?"

You quirked an eyebrow at her. "Is that really the weirdest part about any of this?" You asked. She shrugged. "My point is, what if I was wrong? What if you really did do that unintentionally and I asked why you were rubbing your butt on the boner I had for you. Now I look like a perv."

"I mean... you are. But then so am I. And so is Mom."

"So is Mom, what?" Delta asked from outside as she walked towards the door again. She walked into the trailer on another lap through the kitchen to the beer fridge before heading back out to the open hangar.

"Uh, sweating so much from this heat wave," Apogee said quickly.

"Fucking right!?" Delta grumbled as she cracked another beer and walked back out.

Apogee watched her walk away and waited before turning back to look at you. "Okay, we need to keep our voices down, so..." She shifted closer until her thigh was against yours. Despite how much you thought you and your mom had gotten it out of your system, you still pitched a tent. "That's for me, right?" she asked. You blushed and nodded. She grinned. "Cool. I did that! It's like having a superpower!"

"Heh, yeah, kinda."

She shifted in her seat a bit. "You know, Ailly, you kinda have a superpower over me, too."

"Oh yeah?"

She nodded and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it tight, showing her hard nipples poking through the thin material. And it definitely wasn't cold in there. "And also..." she trailed off and turned a darker shade of red, chickening out on actually saying it.

"What?" you coaxed her. She hopped over a seat away from you. She took your had and placed it on the seat where she had been. You could feel that it was not only warm, but also quite damp. "Oh, wow."

"Yeah." She giggled and blushed harder, covering her face with her hands.

"What's this?" You asked. "I've never seen you be shy before. When have you ever cared what someone thought about you?"

"I care what you think about me."

"I already told you that I love you."

"I don't just mean like a brother."

You glanced at the tent in your shorts. "I think that part is pretty obvious too." The clatter of Delta tripping over some debris somewhere outside reminded you both of the situation. You lowered your voice to a whisper. "Look, obviously we can't do anything about this right now."

"We can do this." She leaned over and kissed you. On the lips. You jerked back at first, if only in surprise. But then you kissed her back. Nervously at first, same as her. despite everything that had happened recently, you were just as inexperienced at kissing as she was. It was awkward, but real. She sat back in her seat.

You smiled. "That was... nice."

She smiled back, clearly as unimpressed as you were. "We can work on it."

"Okay, yeah, for sure."

Your stomach growled. Your mom might have been content to drink her dinner (after the two protein shakes she had earlier) but you actually needed something to eat. Opening the freezer you found, "Hot Pockets or corn dogs."

"Ugh, I'm so done with Hot Pockets," she groaned. "A couple corn dogs for me I guess."

"Easy enough." You toss them into the microwave for her and after a couple minutes, "Bone apple teeth!" She laughed as you set the paper plate in front of her. Next, you put the Hot Pockets in the microwave. You set it for the time indicated on the box, but you knew that was a crap shoot, and you didn't know the temperament of the microwave well enough to dial in the precise amount of time to get it to not still be frozen inside, but at the same time, not molten lava. Erring on the side of caution, they come out edible, if a bit lukecold. Not that you really noticed. You were too busy watching your sister eat her corn dogs. You made a mental note to add bananas and popsicles to the grocery list.

The cloudless sky surrounding Las Pegasus gave the setting sun little to reflect off, which meant that night came quickly after dusk. The crickets led the symphony of desert insects as the landscape came alive in a serene chorus of nature.

"Fuck!" Delta yelled, tripping over something in the dark. She staggered towards the trailer door and threw it open. "Alright shit-heels, time to stop running up my electric bill!" She reached for the pull-chain on the kitchenette light, missing the first time but getting it the second time after squinting. "Lights out!"

In the dark, you could hear her crush her last empty before throwing it at a random wall and them flopping forward onto the pile of dirty clothes protecting her mattress on the floor. You and Apogee wait a little while before you hear your mom start snoring like a truck downshifting on the freeway.

"Yeah, I think she's out," you said.

"We should probably get to bed, too," Apogee said.

"Why? It's not like we have to get up early. There's no need to go to sleep on time."

"I didn't say anything about sleeping."

"Gee, if Mom wakes up and catches us..."

"That's why we need to be quiet," she said as she shifted the kitchenette dining booth into the pullout sleeper bed. She climbed in and laid down, patting next to her on the thin pad that was laughingly called a mattress. You laid down next to her as you always had on you side. She scooted behind you and wrapped her arm around your chest, pressing her nipples against your back. She moved her hand from your chest to her own for a moment, before hugging you again.

"Yes. I can feel those," you whisper. You could hear her lips smack as she grinned. She slid her hand up under your shirt to touch your bare chest, specifically giving your nipple a light squeeze. Just to be playful, not enough to hurt. Then she slid her hand down along your torso to the hem of your shorts. "Gee..." She ignored you and ran her hand over the surface of your shorts, feeling the outline of your dick inside at half-mast. She gave it a light squeeze through the thin material. That was all it took to get it to full mast, swelling against the paltry rubber waistband straining of contain it. With a simple flip of her thumb, your shaft sprang out of the top of your shorts. Just as quickly, her hand was on it, gripping the sheer girth of it.

"I can't even get my hand around it," she said in a breathy whisper. She tried to move her hand up and down along its veiny texture, but dry as it and her hand were, it tugged uncomfortably at your sensitive skin. You put your hand on hers to stop her movement. "Is this why you always sleep like this?" she asked. "Laying that way?"

You didn't realize how dry your throat had gotten. You made a sort of squeak sound before you cleared your throat. "Uh, yeah." You felt her hand on your shoulder, beckoning you to roll over towards her. You rolled over and found yourself face to face with her in the small sleeping space.

"Hi," she greeted.

"Hi," you replied on reflex. She leaned over and kissed you again. In the dark she seemed more adventurous as you felt her tongue on your lips. You offered your own to meet hers for a moment. before she broke the kiss. "That was..."

"Weird?" she suggested.

"I was going to say, better."

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Ailly?" she asked.

"What's up?"

She took your hand with hers and she held it against her chest. You could feel her pert nipple under your palm. "I know they're not as nice as Mom's, but..."

"They are nice," you assured her, giving her pert boobs a light squeeze. True, they weren't the heaving melons your mom had that you could easily slide your dick between. But her apple-sized boobs filled your hand well enough. You carefully felt the eraser-tip through her shirt, giving it the lightest of pinches with you finger and thumb. You could hear her suck in a breath through her teeth.

Her hand grabbed yours again and pull it away from her boob. For a moment you were worried that you had done something wrong, or worse, that you had actually hurt her. She pushed your hand down just enough to get it under the bottom of her shirt before pulling it up under it. Taking her direction you slid your hand up along her tone abdomen to her chest again, feeling her naked breast directly with you bare hands. With her free hand, she went back to feeling your bare penis laying between you.

Laying so close together, breathing in the same space made it very warm very fast. She grabbed her shirt and lifted it up to take it off. But you were faster, shifting yourself down a bit to kiss and lick her exposed nipples. Her hands abandoned her shirt and hugged your head against her breast. It seemed like a maternal instinct that all mare must have. She reached down to touch your dick again, but you had move out of her range. She had to wait until you were satisfied with sucking her nipples. It looked like it was going to be a very, very long time.

You felt her hand on your forehead. "Ailly, you're making them get tender," she moaned.

"Oh, sorry." You returned to your usual position on the bed next to her as she rolled over, which you took as your signal that things were over for the night. That was fine in your book. It had been a heck of a day.

She backed up against your body. "Aren't you going to hold me?" she asked.

You shifted closer against her as the big spoon and wrapped your arm around her midsection to hold her close against you. She wiggled her butt against your still-exposed erection, trying her darnedest to give herself a wedgie with her panties. She grabbed your hand with hers again. You weren't sure if she just wanted to hold your hand, of if she was going to have you go on another expedition up her shirt.

She guided it downwards this time.

"Gee..."

She only reply was to guide your hand inside her shorts and place your palm over her crotch. Even through the thin cotton of her panties, you could feel how hot and wet she was. Her hand was symmetrical over yours and her middle finger pushed yours a little firmer against the material. You could feel it pressing her panties between her pussy lips. She wiggled her finger from side to side and you mimicked her directions. You could feel the small nub of her clitoris under your finger. Though despite finding it, she seemed to be getting increasingly frustrated.

She reached down and lifted the hem of her panties out from under your hand. Not one to decline such an invitation you slid your hand inside her panties and placed your palm over her bare vulva. You found the place where you had left off easily enough, but with this new access, you explored further. You slid two fingers between her lips, downward, lower until your fingertips grazed the entrance of her vagina. You adjusted your angle slightly and reading your actions, your sister did what she could to part her legs a bit more and let you slide your fingers inside her.

It was just a couple knuckles at first, but with how wet she already was, you were able to get the full length of you middle and ring finger inside her and moving smoothly in and out of her. Her moans were stifled as she bit her pillow. The only sound was the wet shlorping of you finger-blasting your sister's tight cunny. Between that, and the feeling of her pussy around you fingers, and your dick grinding against her ass cheeks, you felt like you could probably cum just from that.

She stopped you just long enough for her to reach down and pulled her panties along with her shorts half-way down her thighs to give you more space. Before you could get back to fingerfucking her, she reached behind her to grab your dick and guide it between her legs.

"Gee,"

"Shh!" she hushed you as she clasped her thighs around your dick, holding your tip with her hand as she shifted back and forth to rub her pussy against the side of your shaft. Once you figured out what she was going for, you helped by doing your part of the humping, getting your shaft slick with her wetness as you moved the full length of it between her thighs. This would definitely get you to cum. But at least the mess would be on her side.

You felt her hand on your tip, slowing your pace and stopping you to let her specifically rub it against her pussy. She shifted herself and her angle. She pressed your tip against her tight entrance. It was plainly obvious what she was trying to do. It wasn't for lack of lubrication. Either she was in the wrong position, tense, or just plain tight, it wasn't going in. As much as you wanted it too, the last bit of cautious reason in your mind objected.

"Gee,"

Shh!" She hushed you again and pushed her hips harder against your tip in more frustration. She was almost bending your dick with how much force she was using. You could feel the muscles of her pussy starting to give. Even in your limited experience, you could anticipate what was about to happen next. Your tip popped inside, followed by several inches of your dick as it straightened back out like a spring. Her sharp inhale was the only warning you had to grab her pillow and push it into her mouth to muffle her cry.

"Sorry-sorry-sorry!" you whispered frantically as you hugged her and she hugged herself, bringing her knees up to her chest from the sudden discomfort. "Don't move. I'll take it out."

"No!" she whispered sharply. "I'm fine. I can... Just give me a minute."

You waited motionlessly. Though try as you might, your dick still involuntarily throbbed in time with your rapid heartbeat. She could plainly feel it inside her, the way she was shifting and squirming to try to get used to the feeling. You could definitely feel it inside her. It was surreal, finally being inside your sister after all those fantasies.

With your mom it was different. Yeah, she was your mom, but it was easier with her being this older mare that you only saw occasionally throughout your life. It gave the relationship some distance that made the sudden lust more acceptable somehow. But with your sister Apogee, she was a filly you had seen almost every single day of your life growing up side by side with her. So to finally do this with her was just somehow so much more intimate.

"Okay," you heard her whisper. She rolled her hips slightly and pulled away. You resigned to the feeling of leaving her warm confines, probably forever after this bad experience for her. But instead, she pushed back, getting a couple more inches of you inside her. She reached back and touched your hip. "Come on."

"Okay..." You grabbed her hip for reference and carefully pushed forward, easing more of your dick inside her. Unlike the thick, foal-bearing hips of your mother, your sister's lithe form hard you worried that you were going to break the poor filly in half. You stopped when you felt your medial ring bump against her stretched entrance. Her hand went from your hip to your remaining exposed shaft before grabbing your hip again.

"Keep going."

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"Yeah, I can... I'm ready."

"Okay, hold on. I'm gonna push..." You applied a steady pressure at first before you started giving little gentle humps against her. She surprised you by humping back harder, making your medial ring pop inside her. Her bit pillow stifled her groan. "You okay?" you asked. She nodded but all you could hear was her rapid breathing for a minute before she calmed herself. Her hand on your hip pulled at you, insisting that you hilt her at last. You wondered wear her organs were getting shoved around inside her petite frame by the time your hips met hers. You could feel the tip of your dick bottom out inside her, just barely kissing the final barrier at the back of her vagina.

"So good," she moaned. In taking your entire length, you completely filled your twin sister, a perfect fit like lock and key. You started to move your hips but she just held you still. "No. Stay. Stay like this with me tonight. Please."

"Um, okay." You wanted to fulfil her request and sleep all night balls-deep inside her. But you didn't know if you would go soft in your sleep or start humping involuntarily. either seemed equally likely. But also neither did as she showed no such restraint. She moved her hand to her pussy and started playing with her clit. That was all fine and good, but you could feel her vice-tight pussy rhythmically gripping you as she did. Her body's muscles involuntarily milking your dick, trying to draw out every drop of your seed deep inside her fertile body.

She stifled another moan as you felt her orgasm from her masturbation while you were still inside her. It was hardly unfair, since it was feeling just as good for you. Quite in fact she was doing all the work, or rather, her pussy was, to get you off. But there in laid the problem. As she gave herself another orgasm, you could feel your own teetering ever closer.

"Gee, I can't sleep if you keep doing that. I... I'll cum if you don't stop."

"Okay." She didn't stop masturbation.

"No, I mean I'll cum inside you."

"Okay."

"No. Not okay! You either need to stop or let me pull out."

"No!"

On the other side of the trailer, a glass bottle clattered and rolled across the floor. In a flash, you pulled the thin blanket over the both of you, staying still and silent even as Apogee's orgasm quivered around your dick.

In the dark trailer you could hear the uneven steps of your mom shuffling towards the bathroom to sit down and pee. Loudly. You both continued to lay motionless and waited to hear her shuffle back to her mattress and flop back into it. She stopped halfway through the trailer and shuffled over towards you. Your heart stopped in your chest as she knelt down and you felt your mom's hand on your shoulder, giving you a little shake.

"Ail-ron," Delta slurred.

"Go back to bed, Mom, you're drunk," you whisper at her.

"Shh! Dun wakeup Ap-gee!" she whispered much louder. "Come here."

"What do you need?" you asked impatiently. You could hear her lick her lips.

"Momma needs her midnight snack. Lemme suck ur dick."

You could feel Apogee tense up beside you. This was not at all how you thought this night was going to go. "Mom, go to bed."

She shook you more insistently. "Said you wanna me fer urself, so yew- a stallion's gotta provide!"

Apogee subtly elbowed you in the ribs.

"Okay, fine," you whispered as you slowly started to pull out of your sister's pussy. "I just need to... slide out... of bed." After shifting your body nearly the entire length of your dick Apogee helped to pull away at the last bit by rolling away, taking the blanket with her. Pulling out at last, you rolled over out from under the blanket to the edge of the bed, with your erection flopping over with you, smacking your mom in her tits.

"Ah, come to mama!" she said, grasping your dick with her hand. The scent hit your nose as soon as you pulled out but it suddenly struck you that your mom would be tasting your sister's pussy juices on your dick. Delta opened her mouth and ran her tongue up along your shaft. She smacked her lips. "Damn, I still taste great on you!" She slurped up the rest of Apogee's nectar off your shaft before sucking your dick in earnest.

You were already close to coming before she got there. It wasn't long before you flared in her mouth and started cumming. Blacked-out drunk and half-asleep as she was, she still swallowed down all you had to give. She pulled her mouth off with a wet smack. "Ha! Quick shot! I still got it!" she said before standing up. She reached out in the dark and pawed at you, finding your dick again and tugging on it. "Come to bed and fuck me."

"Mom..."

"Cummon! I know you wanna."

You felt Apogee subtly push her foot against your back, literally kicking you out of her bed. "Okay fine." You followed after your mom as she pulled you along by your wilting erection to her mattress.

She bent over in front of the mattress and swished her tail to the side. "Put it in."

Cumming so recently, you didn't have a hope to restore your erection so quickly. But that didn't stop your hand from trying. Your other hand improvised to buy time. After all, she didn't say what to put in. Aiming in her approximate direction you poke your finger against her pussy. She made a sort of yelp sound that turned into a drunk giggle before she fell forward onto her mattress.

"Mom?" you called to her in the dark. Her only response was prompt snoring after having passed out. You felt a mixture of disappointment and relief. You turned to go back out into the trailer and scanned the floor to find her panties. You went back to her room to toss them on top of her before you left and closed the door securely behind you. You carefully made your way back to the guest bed and climbed in next to Apogee.

"Here's yours," she said, handing you your shorts without rolling over to look at you..

"Thanks. Did you still want to..?"

"No," she said curtly. You realized that she had completely dressed herself again.

"Oh... Okay."

You laid down next to her, facing away as before.

This night had just gone from the best thing ever to the worst thing ever.

As you laid in the dark silence, you felt your heart breaking all over again.

...

Until she rolled over behind you and hugged you.

"I mean, yes I still want to, but not tonight, anyway."

You let go of a breath that you didn't realize you were holding.

Week 1 - Night 7

You walked around the outside of the trailer that belonged to your mother, Delta Vee. You headed into the back of the junkyard, where, under the hangar canopy was the infamous couch from earlier that week. And on that couch sat your twin sister, Apogee. Though 'sat' was a bit of a misnomer. She had sank into the old cushions and was slumped into the corner, sleeping on her arm.

You walked over to her to wake her up. The way your sister's spaghetti-strap tank top was draped, you could almost see the edge of her areola. Even though you had seen and done so much in the last few days, the sight was still just as titillating as it had ever been since the first time you saw her pert nipples poke through her shirt.

You wondered how long ago that was. Last year, or earlier? How long had you been looking at her like that? How long had you both been looking at each other like that? As crazy as everything had been recently, it was becoming much less of a mystery.

You gently sat down next to her and leaned over to put you hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Gee..." She stirred from her nap and leaned back over towards you to hug you, pressing her face into the nape of your neck. Her hand drifted down your chest towards your shorts. You hand caught hers first. "Mom's home."

"... Oh." She sat upright and looked down at herself, straightening out her shirt to look decent.

"Come on. She wants to talk to us," you told her. Her eyes shot awake as the color left her face. "About her meeting, not us." She sighed in relief. You helped her up out of the couch to go walk inside the trailer.

You pushed open the trailer door. "So what's this big news?" you asked into the house. Your mom's blouse was draped over the kitchenette folding chair. Still in her skirt, Delta walked out of her bedroom as she finished pulling her usual white undershirt down over her bra. Your mother's bra shaped her heaving breasts into symmetrical cups, riding high, pressed together on her chest forming a deep, massive cleavage.

"The big news is..." She started to say as picked up her smoldering cigarette from the ash tray and took a strained drag before a short cough. "Oh, duh!" She reached up under the back of her shirt and unclasped her bra, letting her breasts free, straining at the thin shirt material. With a couple shrugs of her shoulders, she pulled her arms up out of the straps and then she pulled her bra out of her shirt. She took another pull of her cigarette and exhaled with a sigh of relief.

"The big news is... it's looking good!" She set her cigarette back down in the tray and she picked up her blouse off the back of the chair to put away in her 'nice clothes' box.

"What? Your job interview?" Apogee asked as the two of you sat in the dining booth.

"I told you, it wasn't a job interview," Delta said, returning to finally sit in the chair. "Not really," she added, with the cigarette dangling in her mouth in that way that you still couldn't decide if it was attractive or off-putting. "It was a contract bid."

"Okay, so what's that?" Apogee asked.

"Okay, have you ever heard the phrase, 'built by the lowest bidder'?" Delta asked.

You had, but it was never in a good context, and you didn't want to upset her good mood.

"Means cheap?" Apogee guessed.

Delta shrugged. "Eh, yes and no. You see, the way these sort of big government or corporate contracts work, is that they will draft a work proposal, saying what it is that they want to have done, or made. And then contractors, which is what I am in this discussion, put in bids to get the work."

"Right now, the Equestrian Aeronautics and Space Administration is in a 'space race' with the Canterlot Consortium of Cosmonaut Ponies to put a pony on the moon." Apogee opened her mouth. "Besides Princess Luna!" Apogee closed her mouth. Delta continued. "So the Canterlot- the C.C.C.P. drafted their program proposal and they needed contractors to design and built the rocket motor for their craft. So I put in a competitive bid that I think will be the lowest among my... peers," she hissed the word. She finished her cigarette and snuffed out butt in the tray. "The catch is... if I get it, I need to build a rocket motor at the price I quoted."

"Can you?" Apogee asked.

Delta nodded. "Yeah. I've got an ace up my sleeve. I don't have to waste time or money designing a rocket that I've already designed."

"I thought Dad stole that design."

Delta visibly bristled. "He copied it. But I still have the original. And if he was as shit at copying my design as he was with my test answers in college, then I know he didn't bother to double check my math."

"How do you know that?" you asked.

Delta leveled her gaze at you. "Because he's had it for almost 20 years and EASA still hasn't gotten to the moon."

"Because of the faulty thermocouples in the original turbine exchange manifold?" you asked.

"Or the miscalibrated hypersonic compression ratio in the original turbo-pumps?" Apogee asked.

"Uh... yeah.... For a start." Delta said. "How... how do you two know about those things?"

"Mom, it's like a hundred degrees out, and you don't have cable TV. There's not a whole lot else to do when we visit except read. And the books you have are very... uh, specific."

Delta's jaw was slack. "You read my Astrophysics textbooks..? And you actually understood them?"

"Well, no, not on the first pass," Apogee admitted. "But you kept good notes. Same with your design revisions. With the corrected formulas you provided all you have to do is plug in the numbers and do the algebra. It's not... Okay, it literally is rocket science." Apogee looked over at you. "But, we get it."

You nodded. "Yeah. Somehow."

Delta looked back and forth between the two of you. "Well, shit. Then how come I keep hearing about you having trouble in-" Delta smacked her forehead.

"Bored in school," all three of you said at once.

"Well, you only have a few more weeks before graduation. And then college, I assume. Where I hope you'll apply yourselves."

"We've already applied."

"I mean effort-wise!"

"Oh, yeah," you assured her. Delta leaned back in her chair and just sort of stared off into the middle distance. "Mom?"

"Hmm? I was just spacing out about what I would do if I got that check."

"... Build a rocket?" Apogee guessed.

"I meant what I would do to celebrate." She sat upright and shook her head. "Bah, I'm getting ahead of myself. I need to just worry about getting through the next week." She got up and walked over to the fridge.

"Why? What's going to happen next week?" Apogee asked.

Delta shrugged and opened the fridge door. "Look, I know you kids think I'm just a jaded old cynic, and... you're not wrong. But believe it or not, actually, I always hope for the best..." She cracked open a beer. "Experience, unfortunately, has taught me to expect the worst."

"..."

"..."

"How about pizza tonight?" Apogee suggested.

Delta quickly drank her beer and opened another one. "Fine. But I'm not flying or buying."

"I got it," you offered.

"Look at mister money-bags over here!" your mother teased. "Since when are you loaded?"

"I started a Ponly-Fans account," you sarcassed, gaining a smirk from her as you pulled your card out of your wallet.

"Daddy's allowance?" she jabbed.

You rolled your eyes until they landed on the beer can in her hand. "Somehow he got the impression that the time might come to feed your kids and you would be unable to fly and unwilling to buy."

She bristled. "You can tell him that I can feed my kids just fucking fine! I just don't always have to spoil the little shits with pizza!"

"Uh huh." You nodded as you dialed the closest pizza joint. "Hey can I get a large Haywaiian pizza? Extra pineapple."

"I have no son," Delta growled.

"Delivery please." You gave the pizza place the address. "What do you mean you don't deliver here?" You glared at your Mom. "For pyromaniacal reasons!? What...? Okay, fine, you don't have to come onto the property... Yeah, out at the street... Yeah. No... Well, I'm sorry too... Okay, thanks." You hung up. "Really, Mom!? Home-made fireworks?"

"There are signs posted!" she said. "Restricted air space! It's not my fault those minimum-wage couriers can't read! He was fine."

"He was blinded!"

"Temporarily!"

"Well, someone has to go wait at the street outside the yard."

"I'll do it!" Apogee piped up to diffuse the tension. She got up from the table and stepped out of the trailer, grabbing the lawn chair as she walked out towards the street.

Delta leaned over the kitchenette sink to watch her walk away. She waved you over. "Come here and keep an eye on your sister."

"What? Why?" you asked as you walked over to look out the window. "She can take care of herself. There's nothing out-" you looked back at your mother who reached up under her skirt to pull down her panties. She flung them at you like a rubber band. You put you hands up reflexively and they caught on your fingers. "Mom!"

She closed the distance and put her finger to your lips. "First of all, lower your voice. Second of all..." She grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand under her skirt. "I was thinking about you today. Can you tell?" You mother pressed your palm against her sopping wet vulva.

"Mom, what has gotten into you!?"

She stepped closer to pin you against the counter, pressing your hand harder into her smoldering crotch. "You, Aileron." She leaned over and nibbled your ear before she whispered. "You've gotten into me. And I don't just mean litterally. You've been on my mind when I don't mean for you to be. I find myself thinking about you when I don't want to be. It's..." she sucked in a breath as she pressed her nipples against you through her shirt. "Distracting."

"Then maybe we should... stop?" you offered.

She shook her head. "Uh-uh. No. You make me feel..." She bit her lip. "You make me feel more than just horny. You're not just some random stallion for a lay. Knowing that your here when I get home, knowing that you actually care about me... if just feels so... strange. It's so..."

"Intimate?"

Her movement froze at the word and she winced as though it hurt to hear. "...Yes."

"Is that bad?"

"Yes. I mean, no, I like this feeling. But it's just... been a long time since I've loved anyone like this, in spite of the fact that you're my son."

"Or because of it?"

Your words gave her pause. "Is that what it is, you think?" she asked. "Would you still be attracted to me- a mare like me if I wasn't your mother?"

It was a weird question to be sure. You looked down her shirt and palmed one of her breasts with your free hand. "You are objectively hot. Even a blind guy can see that. But the fact that you're my mom definitely makes that attractiveness..."

"Weird?"

"I was going to say, more intense."

"Hmm." She smiled as her other hand felt up the growing bulge in your shorts. "I was thinking something similar. Plus..." She gripped your shaft. "It doesn't hurt that your fucking hung, too."

"And you're..." You squeezed her massive tit again.

Her hand let go of yours in her crotch and she yanked down the hem of your shorts and grabbed your dick. "Let's go. Right now."

"Mom, the pizza is gonna come in less than twenty minutes!"

"Yeah, well then you better cum in less than fifteen!" She shifted you aside to lean over the counter and watch out the window, taking your dick in her hand and guiding it up under her skirt behind her. She pressed the tip against her hot pussy, struggling to get the right angle without your cooperation. "Come on, put it in."

"This is a bad idea..." you muttered, but did so anyway, stepping a bit closer and flexing your knees slightly to get your dick up inside your mother's wet entrance. Her arms holding the counter trembled and she bent over to lean on her elbows, giving you a better angle to sink the rest of the way inside her.

"F-f-fuck! I've been thinking about this dick all day," she moaned as you started to thrust. Her pendulous breasts swung under her inside her thin shirt. You wrapped your arms around her midsection to cup them in your hands, kneeding them like warm bread dough, and supporting their weight for her. "Better than a bra," she said. "I should just have you follow me around to carry them for me."

"I fucking would," you wheezed between panting. You gave her nipples a light pinch, making her pussy grip around your dick a little tighter. "Fuck, Mom, if you keep doing that, I'm not going to even need ten minutes!"

She glanced up at the clock on the wall. "That's good because you've got less than five."

"Wait, what!?" You checked the time.

"Time flies when you're having fun," she purred, "And balls deep in your mum."

You felt your tip flare inside her from her dirty talk. "Shit, Mom, I- I'm about to- where should I do it!? The sink?"

"No don't make a mess! Just go ahead and finish."

"What, inside!? You told me to not do that!"

"Relax. I have tea. Hurry up before your sister comes back!"

"Okay, if you're sure..." You stopped holding back to finish strong, thrusting as hard as you could against her thick ass cheeks, making waves ripple through her rump until, "F-fuck, Mom! Here it comes!"

"Yesss! Cum for Mommy!" She hissed her moan through her grin. She reached under herself and flicked her clitoris with her fingers to get herself to cum again as you slammed it home as deep as you could and held yourself there. Your dick throbbed and pulsed as you started to cum as deep as you could inside your mother, flooding her depths with your seed. Her own orgasm rippled her vaginal muscles around your thick cock, milking it for all it had and pulling it deeper up inside her.

"Pizza time!" Apogee called out from the far side of the junkyard, walking swiftly back toward the trailer.

Delta's head shot up to look out the window. "Fuck!" She looked around the counter frantically and grabbed a can of your Crimson Cow energy drink.

"Hey, that's mine!" You objected. "I need it for school!"

She pushed you away and, just as quickly, pushed the can up under her skirt making a squelching wet noise as she inserted the improvised plug. She shuffled awkwardly over to sit at the kitchenette table while you hastily stuffed your wilting erection back into your shorts and do the same.

"Mom!" You pointed at her chest and she quickly stuffed her hanging boob back inside her shirt just before Apogee threw open the door.

"Pizza time, Aily!" Apogee said, carrying in the box.

"Nothing!" you blurted. "I mean- Yeah! Pizza time!" Apogee plopped the box onto the folding table and sat down across from you, next to your mom. She flipped open the cover revealing the cheese covered in hay-bacon strips and pineapple.

"What a tragedy," Delta moaned.

"Why do you hate pineapple on pizza?" Apogee asked.

"Just seems wrong," Delta mumbled.

"I remember someone telling me that I needed to eat more pineapple..." you muttered, glancing across the table at your mom.

"Because of the vitamin C?" Apogee asked.

"Or the D," Delta said with a smirk.

"I thought you get D from the sun," Apogee said.

Your mother grinned and looked across the table at you, her son. "You know what? You're right."

You and your sister each ate a couple slices of pizza. "Do you really dislike pineapple on pizza that much that you're not having any?" Apogee asked Delta.

Your mother shifted slightly in her seat. "I'm still stuffed from earlier."

"Oh, the meeting was catered?" Apogee asked. "Are you still excited about maybe landing the contract?"

"Yes, it was a lot to take in," Delta answered. You grabbed a third slice of pizza and tried to hide your blush behind it. "Listen kids... I'm sorry about what I said earlier, being a cheap-o like that. If I land this contract, pizza parties will be on me!"

"Wow, Mom! What's gotten into you?" Apogee asked. Delta's gaze slid over to you.

"With everything that's happened lately, I've been feeling a lot... better."

"That's great!" Apogee said. She glanced at you hastily eating the rest of your slice. "Are you going to be done after that one?" Apogee asked. You nodded. Apogee closed the cover of the pizza box and picked it up to put in the fridge. Delta stood up just a second later and quickly shuffled into the bathroom before Apogee could even turn back around. But seeing that your mom was now gone, Apogee leaned over and tugged at your shirt sleeve, nodding towards the trailer door. You followed her outside and walked around out back to the hangar.

"What's up?" you asked quietly once you were far enough away.

"I'm worried," she said.

"I told you, she wanted to talk about the meeting, not us," you reminded her.

"I don't mean that," she said. "I mean, yes, that, the meeting. I'm worried about what's going to happen if she actually lands the contract."

"It's a good thing, right? We want good things for Mom," you said.

"I know but, if she gets it, she's going to need help. And I'm going to want to help her. Aren't you?"

"Of course. So what's the problem?"

Apogee scratched the back of her head. "It's just that, long-term, I figured we'd go back to Dad's place and... it would be easy... for us, you know... since he's hardly ever at home."

"Yeah, Gee, that thought wasn't lost on me, either."

"But if we're here helping Mom, she's going to be home all the time and..."

"We'll be careful," you assured her.

"Mom's not dumb! She's going to figure it out eventually. We're going to make a mistake or..." she trailed off.

"Then we'll be extra careful!"

Apogee pursed her lips. "It's... not just that..." she trailed off.

"..."

"..."

"...You're still feeling jealous?" you asked.

She flopped onto the old couch in the hangar and shrugged. "Yeah."

You sat down next to her. "Look, I really don't want it to come to it, but if I had to choose between Mom or you..." You leaned over and hugged her tightly to make your point. "Okay?"

She just shrugged again. "But that's just it. I don't want you to have to choose. As weird as it is... it seems like it's been really good for her. She's almost..."

"Happy?"

She nodded. "I've seen her smiling more in the last week than I have in the whole rest of my life. Even more than that time she got ahold of the spool of det-cord!"

You chuckled. "I don't know, Gee, she was grinning a lot that weekend..."

Apogee smiled briefly. "She's definitely not frowning so much. She used to always be scowling."

"Yeah, I remember."

"She looks so much better when she smiles. She..." Apogee went quiet for a moment. "You're good for her. What you two have. And I don't want that to end."

"But you're still jealous."

She shrugged. "Envious."

"Same thing."

"No, it's not," Apogee said. "Yeah, part of me is jealous that she'll keep you from me. But mostly, I feel envious."

"You don't need to feel envious of her, you're getting the same thing from me that she is."

"I'm envious of you!" she corrected. "It's just... I always thought that I would be the one to crack through to Mom and get her to be a better person for herself, get her to smile like that and..."

"Yeah, but Apogee, not like..." You made an implying motion with your hands. "Not like this. Not like I am." Even in the low light of the late evening, you could see her face turn a shade of red. "Wait, really!? With Mom!?"

She covered her face with her hands. "You're one to fricking talk!"

"No, I mean, I just didn't even think you were like that, like, that way."

"A fillyfooler?" she asked indignantly.

"I mean, I wasn't going to actually say the word..."

"Hmf!"

"You don't need to be upset, or ashamed. I mean for real, what shame do we even have left at this point? But I have to ask, when?"

"When what?"

"Like, when did you know... that... about yourself?"

"You know Dizzy?"

"Your friend Daisy Cutter? With the burgundy mane? "

Apogee nodded. "We kinda... did stuff."

You failed to contain your excitement. "Like what stuff? When!?"

"Last winter break, when I slept over her place, we... kinda got the third base.

"Sweet! Does she taste good? Does her carpet match the drapes?"

"Probably? I don't know."

You gave her a confused look. "So... when you say third base, what do you mean by that?"

"I had my hand down her shorts but they stayed on," Apogee explained.

"Inside her panties?" you asked. Apogee grinned. "So what happened next? Did she, you know, do that to you?"

Apogee shook her head. "No. It was mostly a lot of topless hugging and some kissing. But when I did that, she... I guess she kinda chickened out. So we stopped."

"... And that's it!?"

Apogee shrugged. "We're still friends. But... just friends. For now anyway."

"Still, that's pretty hot. And, to be fair, it does mean you got to finger-blast a filly before I did."

Apogee snorted. "I didn't finger-blast her! I barely even got two fingers half-way in before she freaked."

Now it was your turn to shrug. "I still say it counts. And it's still really cool."

She smile briefly. "Thanks."

"..."

"..."

"So... when did you start feeling that way about Mom?"

She just shrugged again. "I don't know, when exactly... It kinda came in parts, you know? Like, Mom's always had really nice... a nice chest."

"You know you can just say boobs, right?"

"Yes. She's always had nice boobs," Apogee said. "But they've always been attached to... her."

You nodded. "Yeah, I get it."

"Catching the two of you out here that first time didn't help," she continued. "Seeing you squeeze and suck them like..."

"Okay, I get the envious part now."

"And I'm still curious about the other stuff. But again, it was her. Until..."

"Until what?" you asked.

"Until today. This morning when she got all dressed up."

"Yeah, she does clean up really well."

"Yeah. And she's just been so... different. She nicer and..."

"Approachable?"

"Yeah."

"..."

"..."

"So what now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you still want to finger-blast Mom?" you asked. She turned a darker shade of red and covered her face again. "Because, you know her barn door swings both ways, right?"

"Yeah."

"And you know she doesn't have a problem doing it with one of her kids."

"Yeah. I'm well aware."

"So... it seems to me there's really no mystery to it. If you want to do that, you should try to go for it."

"Yeah, but when? You're here when I am. And I don't know if you've noticed, but you've kinda had the monopoly on her attention."

You smiled. "Fair. But tomorrow's Sunday. I could head out to the arcade for the day and not be back until real late," You said with a wink.

"I don't know. I'm still nervous about the whole thing. It would mean another secret."

"Or no more secrets," you said. "If you pull it off, she'd be a lot more receptive to finding out about..." You motioned at the two of you. "High risk, high reward." She chewed her lip. "Look, I'll head out tomorrow, and whatever happens, happens. Or not. Just take tonight to think about it. "

"... Fine."

"Come on, let's head inside. It's getting late."

You walked back inside the trailer. Delta crushed an empty beer can in her hand and opened a second one. She had her usual elastic shorts on now instead of the skirt. Glancing at the countertop, your 'missing' can of energy drink had magically reappeared.

Apogee turned down the dining booth into the sleeping cot. Delta squinted at the clock on the wall. "It's not even that late. And it's Saturday night. And it's a celebration!"

"I'm just trying to keep a sleep schedule for the school week," Apogee said and pointedly looked at you. "You probably should, too, Aily." Delta raised an eyebrow at you. You just shrugged and sat at the table while you waited for Apogee to finish making up the bed.

Delta huffed. "Usually it's the kids calling the parents lame, not the other way around," she snarked before drinking her beer and stepping outside. You climbed into bed next to Apogee and she rolled over to hug you. The two of you could faintly hear your mother rambling to herself in the lawn chair for a while. Apogee's hand drifted down to your shorts, but you stopped her.

"Not while she's still awake," you whispered.

"I just want to hold it," she said.

You snorted. You knew she wouldn't stop at just holding it. And by then your will power would have eroded to the point that you wouldn't be thinking clearly, and you'd start making reckless choices. You let go of her hand. Well, that didn't take long, you thought. She reached down to feel the bulge in your shorts growing from her touch until she could grip your shaft through the thin material.

Apogee's hand went still when the trailer door screeched open. Delta shuffled inside to grab a fresh beer from the fridge and then turned to go back outside. Apogee's plan to just 'hold' it turned into lightly stroking it. "Gee, come on."

"Are you not enjoying it?" she asked.

"Mom's still awake."

"That's not a no."

You grit your teeth. "Yes, I'm obviously enjoying it, but you need to-"

Delta belched loudly outside and the sound of another empty can tumbled across the hard ground. You quietly pushed Apogee's hand away just as Delta walked back inside and checked the fridge again. You and Apogee kept your eyes closed and pretended to be asleep while condiment bottles clinked together as Delta hoof fished around inside the fridge. "Fucking... fuck." She groaned, finding that she was out of beer.

You squinted to look at her as she turned around and stood in the middle of the trailer. She looked at the door to go back outside, and then at her bedroom before she turned to look at you. In the dark your squinted eyes looked closed, especially to the mare that categorically refused to wear her prescribed glasses.

Delta shuffled a little closer and kept looking at you while you 'slept'. After a long minute, she reached out to shake your shoulder. "Hey."

You pretended to wake up. "Mom, I'm sleeping," you whispered quietly.

"Shh! Don't wake up Apogee," Delta whispered less quietly. She pulled on your shoulder to get you out of the bed. Under the blanket, Apogee grabbed your wrist tightly.

"Not tonight, Mom," you whispered, trying to keep the peace.

"Cummon, I jusss... wanna talk," Delta slurred, pulling at you a bit more earnestly.

"Mom-"

"Please?"

You felt a pain in your chest. You could count on one hand all the times you had ever heard your mother use that word sincerely. The tone of her voice sounded so vulnerable. Desperate even. Even Apogee's grip on your wrist faltered.

"Fine." You pulled away from Apogee and left the blanket to cover her as you got up from the bed. Delta pulled you by your wrist to her bedroom. You could feel Apogee's glare on the back of your head. Delta peeled off her undershirt. "What are you doing?" you asked.

"Takin' my clothes off. Sss hot in 'ere," she said. She flopped onto her mattress before kicking off her shorts. As you suspected, she wasn't wearing panties. She rolled over and leaned to grab at your shorts. As much as you still loved seeing her naked, she was still frustrating to deal with like this.

"I thought we were just going to talk."

"We are," she said, pulling your shorts down with a quick tug. She wrapped her hand around your half-staff and pulled you toward the mattress . You sighed and stepped out of you shorts to sit naked with her. She turned to face you and leaned over to lay you down before she climbed on top.

"Mom, we just..." Your arms propped yourself back upright, forcing her back to sit on your lap. You could feel the damp heat of her pussy against the base of your shaft and your balls. Your body's reaction betrayed you yet again, getting your erection to full mast pinned between your bodies. Her eyes darted down to it and you fully expected her to grab it with both hands and shove it inside herself. But instead she just leaned over and wrapped her arms around you to hug you.

It was the opposite of a shock to you but it was a surprise none the less as she laid her cheek on your shoulder. On reflex, you hugged her back. The drunk strength you were worried about seemed to deflate out of her as she relaxed into your embrace.

"Hey, you okay?" you asked.

She didn't move. "I meant what I said, earlier."

"About being addicted to my cock?" you asked.

You could feel her cheek smile against you shoulder, briefly. "No. I mean, yeah, but... I meant about you being on my mind. About how you make me feel. How it feels more than just... physical."

"Intimate?" you asked. Her fingers gripped at your back.

"That's why I'm worried," she said.

"Yeah, Apogee is right there."

"I mean I'm worried about getting attached. Especially to you. We can't... this can't last forever. You'll leave me sooner or later. For someone younger. You're going back home in a week, and then..."

"I could... stay."

She sat upright and looked you in the eyes. "No! Don't you dare make that promise, Aileron! I am not worth you throwing your life away over."

"I wouldn't be. I could still-"

"No! Don't even... Don't even try to include me in your plans. I... I'm not worth it."

"Mom..."

She leaned into your hug again. "Let's just... Let's just try to enjoy this for what it is. For now." Her hands moved up along your back to hold your head and kiss you. You kissed her back as your center of gravity shifted and to slowly fell backwards onto the mattress. She moved with you without breaking the kiss. Her elbows kept most of her weight off you except for her massive breasts pressed against your chest. Your hands moved to hold each of them.

She broke the kiss to look at them and smile. She shifted herself forward slightly to have them hang over your face. You cupped them both with your palms and went back and forth, suck each of them. Your mother ran her fingers through your mane and reached under to cradle your head against her breast to suckle.

If this was what being a foal was, you regretted choosing to ever grow up. Delta rocked her hips, rubbing her pussy against the side of your shaft, getting it slick with her fresh wetness. Then again, being an adult had its perks. She shifted forward a bit more. She reached back to aim your shaft upwards before sliding back. She shifted upright slightly, pulling her nipple from your mouth, and pressing her entrance against your tip.

"Mom," you tried to object before she slid down onto your shaft, taking it's full length with practiced ease. She adjusted herself on your lap as her arousal dribbled down onto your balls. But instead of riding you like a mechanical bull, she just leaned forward again to lay on your chest. She kissed you again, this time with more tongue. You broke the kiss after a moment. "Hey, Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think you could try to quit smoking?" you asked. "Because you kinda taste a little bit like an ashtray."

She scoffed. "Well, fine. You don't have to kiss me."

You held her cheek in your hand. "But I want to," you assured her.

"Don't be such a baby," She leaned closer to kiss you again.

You pulled back a bit. "And... I'm just saying, it would make... other things taste better too. After all, I'm eating more pineapple like you asked."

"Bitch, bitch, bitch." She rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine! I will... try to cut back. Okay?"

"Thanks."

"Can you deal with it for tonight?" she asked. You nodded. "Alright, good." She leaned forward and kissed you as she started moving her hips. She moved to nibble on your ear as she whispered, "You better make it worth it." Her hips never moved any faster. They just gently rolled in placed, grinding her clitoris against your pubic bone. She huffed and moved her arms, no longer supporting her own weight as she laid still on top of you. "It's... been a long day. I... I'm tired. Can you just fuck me?" she asked.

You wrapped your arms around her to hug her. "Can we make love?"

"Same diff."

"It's not. I... I don't want to fuck you, Mom. I want to make love to you."

"Sure, whatever," she mumbled as she laid her head on your shoulder.

You shifted your legs to give yourself a little leverage. You started to hump up into her gently while you moved your hands to rub her back. She moaned softly into the corner of your neck. You weren't sure what it was from, the sex or the back massage. Probably both. Her whole body was relaxed. But you didn't need her help for the small movements you were making. It was enough to get you there, slowly but surely.

"Mom, I'm gonna..." you started to say. Her response was a low gurgle that you were almost sure was a snore. From where you were laying you could look over her shoulder towards the bedroom doorway. Your sister's silhouette stepped into the frame. Her eyes were fixed on the point where your dick was hilted inside your mother. You wanted to say something, or do something, but you were already past the point of no return. Her eyes never moved from your dick as your balls tightened and your shaft throbbed, cumming deep inside your mother. All you could do was bit your lip to stifle your grunts and gasps as your hips buck involuntarily a few last times before your muscles went as limp as you mother on top of you. The only sound was Delta's snoring.

At last, Apogee looked you in the eyes. You mouthed the words 'I'm sorry,' and franticly signed to her with your hand, asking if she wanted you to come back to her bed. She just shook her head. You were worried if everything was still okay between you two.

You couldn't see it in her silhouette, but you could hear her panties elastic snap as he pulled her hand out. She leaned down to pick up a bed sheet from the floor and drape it over both of you. Your mother snuggled into you a bit more. Apogee silently kissed you on your cheek, assuaging your worries. Your sister's smirk glinted in the moonlight as she wiped her wet fingers across your nose before she went back to her own bed.

Everything was going to be okay.