The House of Pie

How did it get like this?

That was the question Limestone Pie wanted to ask as she barricaded the door to her room, pushing everything and anything that wasn’t nailed down to keep whatever was on the other side out of her sanctuary. So frightened she was that she even pushed her bed up sideway, button down her window, and created a fortress out of pillows to make a safe space. And if that wasn’t enough to deter her intruders, then her pappy’s 12 gauge pointing at the door would definitely put new perspective in whoever wanted to do her harm.

If you’re wondering why a cool mare like her was running scared, then you might as well ask her about it. Though I wouldn’t recommend a frontal approach.

How in the world did it get this bad? The sounds, the creaking floor, the moans coming from her sisters’ room. They were the very things that would haunt her nightmares. She can only hope that it would pass, and leave her alone long enough for this terrible week to finally end.

As to how it started?

Well… it began roughly… as she thought earlier, a week before.

Her dad got a request from Princess Celestia herself to come look at the construction of the new wing of the castle. It was an honored post, with the promise of a hefty and lucrative business proposition. A request so sweet that it would be criminal to decline.

But the timing was rather bleak as rock season was coming in. Even with the whole family here, losing someone as strong as pop would set their rock farm behind for months.

Pinkie was the one who offered to bring in help from outside instead. The help being that of an offshoot family – The Apples. Or to be more precise, the Big ‘Red’ Mac himself. It didn’t exactly take a lot of convincing either. Granny Smith was more than happy to loan one of her young ones to help out a family in need.

It was a sweet deal if you asked her. The guy was built like a workhorse, and highly motivated too. They’d get a hard-working stallion, free of charge, dad gets a preem contract from royalty, and the rock farm’s harvest is on time.

The eye-candy that came with it was simply a bonus.

Say what you want about the Apples, but their breed was downright superior in the physical sense. With all that toned muscles, roaring six-pack, and a jawline that could crack a cliff? He was a sight to behold. Mares throughout Ponyville could stare at those pecks all day, slurping cold cocktail and still feel hot and bothered at the end.

But that was… of course until the third night… when Limestone woke up for a trip to the bathroom.

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Limestone felt her neck snap to the side when she caught a glimpse of Pinkie.

Passing through her room she noticed a crack by her door, which was just enough to see that pink mane catching the moonlight.

For a second, she thought that the girl was up to one of her nightly shenanigans, with that constant giggling and such. But that all changed when she noted a big, burly red figure beside her.

“Aww… you poor thing.” Pinkie crooned, giggling at the stallion as if she was just chatting the night away. “You’re all pent up inside, aren’t you?” Limestone couldn’t hear Big Mac reply, if he did at all. He simply stood there, unmoving. “Being in a house full of mares must be really tiring for you. I guess you need someone to take out that frustration on, don’tcha?”

Is she having a one-sided conversation? Seriously, she’d seen plenty of guys with few words, but that Big Mac was something else.

Pinkie followed up by putting her arms around the big guy’s neck. Face inching towards him. She let out a cute giggle and laugh before her expression turned naughty and sweet. Her eyes sharpened down before she eventually locked lips with the big red pony, savoring the taste like it was the sweetest bit of filling she’d ever had.

Big Mac reacted instinctively, hands grabbing over Pinkie’s body, pulling her closer to his chest feeling it down like he was patting her for any hidden weapons. Eventually those fingers would come to her clothes, unbuttoning and unzipping everything like he had done it a thousand times before.

“Oooh~~~. Someone’s getting in the mood.” Pinkie’s bouncy boobs were the most noticeable thing that poured out of those clothes. Her cheery laugh was only mistaken by that seductive tone as she continued to kiss the stallion, sucking and trading spit. It was only after she had her fill, did she decide to follow suit and undo his buttons.

Going on her knees, her little sister motioned to his pants. And in one skillful move, she undid his belt and unfasten his belt and pulled down his boxers.

The stallion’s thick bulge sprang out a moment later standing straight at attention like a soldier. Even from a distance you can see it swelling up, pulsing like a living creature. Pinkie wasted no time pressing her cheeks against the veiny meat rod, sniffing it like it was the tastiest lollipop in all of Equestria.

“Well aren’t I just the luckiest pony.” She said with a giggle, licking it from side to side, lubricating the mighty rod before slowly opening her mouth wide to give it a taste. It was the tip at first, which barely even managed to fit through her jaw. She spat, kissed, and licked it all over until every corner was moist.

Big Mac seemed to be getting impatient as he whacked the massive thing on her nose making the girl giggle gleefully. And Pinkie was more than happy to respond, surprising everyone, swallowing the whole cock down.

How in Celestia’s name did she do that? That thing must’ve been at least size of her arm, but she swallowed it all like was just a snack. The girl’s jaw expanded and her neck bulged from the sheer mass of that cock.

She smiled lustfully as she looked up to Big Mac, eagerly anticipating his next move. And he did not disappoint. Who could possibly decline such an offer?

Grabbing the girl by her fluffy mane, the stallion pushed in deeper, shoving whatever that was left into her throat. He began to move, pistoning her head in and out like a machine. Pinkie gracefully took it, choking and sucking like she had trained all her life for this moment. Her saliva splattered across the floorboard, creaking the old wooden frame.

Limestone’s eyes locked onto the action like it was the best movie in the world. She knelt there, one eye peeking through the door, watching as her sister gave a deep throat blow job to another pony.

It went on for another minute or two, with every second becoming more and more intense. Pinkie didn’t loosen her grip before his pace finally slowed. There was a change in Big Mac’s expression which only meant that he was coming. A little fast, if she had to say.

Pinkie didn’t seem to mind though. In fact, you might even say that she was expecting it. Her hands held onto Mac’s moist shaft as she felt his balls slowly preparing to unleash its load.

And it came none too soon either. The big red pony let out a satisfied moan as his cock burst forth. Pinkie chugged it down with a grateful hum as the goop flowed directly into her mouth. It must’ve been a bucket full because the little lady couldn’t swallow it all. Some leaked through her nose while a handful spilled around her cheeks. It took a good long while before she finally allowed the cock to dislodge from her throat.

When the act was done, Pinkie opened her mouth, displaying what must’ve looked like a whole jug of cum before swallowing it whole. A few drips spilled from her lips, which only added to her sluttiness.

“Hmm… taste like apple filling.” She cooed oh so sexily. “I don’t suppose you have more?”

Big Mac must’ve taken that as a challenge because this time he looked motivated. He lifted Pinkie up like a sack of meat and tossed her onto her bed just as she giggled and laugh like it was all part of her seductive plan. The stallion pinned both her arms down as his tongue found its way to her body. He savored her taste, from the neck to her breast, down to her adorable belly button.

“Eeep! That tickles!” Pinkie wiggled but found herself restrained by the big guy’s wholesome body. His hot steamy breath could be seen from a distance, hovering against her skin making the mane on her head stand up on ends. You could tell that the guy was getting ready for the big fight. His eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Ooooooh. Am I going to get punished?”

His response came in the form of his cock, skillfully making its way to her spread out crotch. Even though it just fired a shot, the meat rod still looked rear and ready for a second round.

“Oh my. That is quite… big.”

Wait, are they seriously gonna do it without so much as a condom?

Big Mac didn’t care. Moving his hands down her legs, he shoved himself in without so much as a warning. It sent out a shockwave throughout the room, making everything vibrate.

Pinkie’s moan was loud and addictive. So much so that Limestone wondered if anyone else heard it.

The act that followed, was like that of a carnal nightmare.

Big Mac rode her sister, and he rode her hard. His waist pounded onto that bare fold like it was trying to dig for gold. Pinkie could do little but moan while her body surged with all manner of pleasure. She panted heavily, shifting her body aimlessly as if there was a more comfortable position, while each plunge sent her deeper and deeper into paradise.

Limestone’s eyes were glued to that scene. She thought maybe she should look away, run to her room and pretended that this was all just a terrible dream. But she couldn’t…

She would sit there, and watch as her loving little sister got her ass pounded like some cheap whore in midnight Manehattan. Big Mac’s mighty man thing would enjoy the feel of her soft, wet tunnels wrapping around his shaft. Every time he pushed in, a naughty squishy sound would ring, followed by Pinkie’s spasm, hands reaching to grab anything she could find. The pleasant friction of their bodies drove them onward, rewarding every thrust with a rush of adrenaline that only made him go faster. Either he was a natural at this or he’s had plenty of experience with other mares. Either way, he was a damn professional.

They’d switch position again, and again, before finally brushing to the foot of the bed. Pinkie’s face was planted against her favorite pillow which was drenched in both her sweat and saliva. Heavy slaps on her ass where Big Mac’s balls were only made her expression go from blissful joy to a doped up drugged addict.

“More… harder!” She begged with what little strength she had left, panting heavily as she was brought close to climax. Her breasts bounced madly, messing up the bed even further “Yes! YES! That’s it!”

Pinkie scissored her legs around the stallion, begging him to stay. And Big Mac was more than happy to comply. His pace quickened once more as they locked lips, his hands grabbing onto those balloon sized breasts, gripping hard enough to leave a mark. They were in the zone. It was as if these two were in a state of ecstasy, all with the sole desire to consume one another. To breed like the world was going to end tomorrow.

Big Mac then followed, grabbing the pink mare by the waist and pulling her in, holding that position as he unloaded a second round into her most private parts. You could practically hear his cock pumping and chugging from a distance, filling every room to the brim with his baby batter.

Pinkie’s body twitched before slumping down to catch her breath. She bit the thick side of her pillow to keep herself from screaming.

“That… was… awesome.” She managed to say just barely coherent to a sentence. “We should totally do this again.” The red stallion simply huffed and pulled her back in, startling her. “Or… are you up for another…?” He answered by shoving himself back into her cunt making the gal’s spine tingle. “Well… it looks like I ain’t getting any sleep tonight.”

Her giggling voice would echo in the hallway long after Limestone was gone.

The elder of the Pie sisters would make a mental note to plug her ears next time she goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night.