Pound's New Feelings

Cup Cake was in a rush, she had to be. Working herself into almost the point of collapse in the bakery, the older mare needed to keep herself as busy as possible. Her mind was just as fatigued as her body was getting. She needed to keep herself in this passionate display of professionalism. If she didn’t, she feared her mind would wander. And if it did, it would return to Pinkie, those colts, and especially Pound. Her body shivered a little as the face of her son entered her thoughts.

She couldn’t fully banish her son from her mind, especially his recent behavior. His smiling face, as it moaned out in orgasm. The way his cock throbbed in her mouth, and hooves. Or even how his tongue drove the older mare to the point of spraying her love juices all over him. But then she shook her head, almost smacking herself a little as she needed to maintain focus. As well as her mind, her heart was in disarray. For the last day and a half, she had gone out of her way to not interact with her son.

It wasn’t like she was actively trying to avoid him, she loved her son, but it was just so difficult to be in the same room as him. Or worse yet, if they were alone together for too long. She had hoped that spending some time away from her son would help quell his indecent feelings towards her, as well as to help her get over the thoughts of him and his large cock against her hooves, back in her mouth, or even deeper in her soft folds.

Shaking her head, even more frantically than before, Cup couldn’t let herself think about Pound more than she always was. This behavior didn’t go unnoticed however, Carrot, having been busy with more the financial records and bill paying of the business, only just noticed the way his wife had been looking. He knew she was upset about something, there was no way she would commit herself so feverishly to her job, something had to be wrong.

“Something wrong, hun?” Carrot finally asked, walking into the kitchen. His voice nearly caused the mare to jump out of her coat before looking over to him. “I haven’t seen you work this hard since after finding out you were pregnant. What’s wrong?”

“Oh, n-nothing…nothing at all…” Cup replied nervously. She couldn’t even begin to imagine telling her husband anything. “I’m just…I’m just a little…I think I’ve just been so focused on work lately.”

“I’ve noticed.” Carrot commented, seeing the vast amounts of cakes, cupcakes, and other treats that were being prepped and baked at once. “But you look so stressed. So what is it?”

“It’s…okay…I’ve been a little pent up lately.” Cup replied, not fully lying, but not being fully truthful. Strutting her way seductively over to her husband, she fluttered her eyes at him. “I was thinking maybe…you and I…can have some time alone. It’s been so long, after all.”

Carrot’s expression could only be described as a mix of curious, perverted, and happy. It had been a very long time since he and Cup had been intimate, and the chance to do it again would be nice. Nodding, he smiled at her, leaning in to give her a loving kiss. Cup took it, savoring the feeling of her husband’s lips on her mouth. The two enjoyed this moment for a little bit before pulling away. It had been so long, the mare’s body shivered and shuddered, longing to feel the touch of her stallion again. She wanted to forget about what had happened, and only to be with Carrot.

“So…see you tonight?” Carrot asked, not having had to woo his wife in so long, he was a little awkward about it. Cup only nodded, a blushing smile ran across her face. “Alright, I love you.”

“I love you too.” Cup smiled, almost feeling giddy with anticipation over what was going to happen tonight. As Carrot left her, she was almost humming to herself in joy. “Finally, it’s been so long.”

This was what she needed, a reminder that while Pound’s dick was impressive, and that there were mares like Creamy and Pinkie who loved to fuck with colts, Cup wanted a real stallion. She longed for the touch of her husband again. All she needed was that, a real stallion to fuck, and she could move past this Pound situation. She didn’t need to worry about her son’s growing and impressive cock. She had Carrot, and his dick was good enough for her. So enraptured in her own thoughts and wants, she failed to notice Pinkie walking into the room.

“Hey, Mrs Cake!” Pinkie greeted, nearly startling the mare. “You look really happy. Oh! Did something happen?”

“Oh, hello Pinkie.” Cup replied, not fully sure what to say to the mare. Then again, it’s not like Pinkie could ruin this evening. So surely there was no harm. “Well, I’m just having a very good day. And later on, I would like to be sure Pound and Pumpkin are going to bed a little early tonight.”

“Oh? Oh! You and Mr Cake?” Pinkie asked, only to see the blush on Cup’s face. “Don’t you worry, I’ll make sure it’s gonna be a night to remember.”

“No, no, no, that’s fine Pinkie.” Cup replied, not wanting Pinkie to get involved in any of this. “I appreciate the offer, but if anything, can you please make sure both Pound and Pumpkin are asleep?”

“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie nodded, skipping and bouncing away as her mind was teeming with all manner of plots and schemes. Once out of earshot, she murmured to herself. “Looks like I don’t have a lot of time. I better get to it!”

The rest of the day went along very smoothly, with both Cup and Carrot working hard on the business, as well as preparing for the next day. With the day’s work just about finished, the mare was ready to go to bed. The stallion remained working in the kitchen, wanting to get everything nice and cleaned up while his wife went off to bed. It was going to be a wonderful night, the two of them could just feel it. But what they never considered was that Pinkie had her own plans.

After setting Pumpkin to bed, Pinkie had met with Pound in her room in the attic. The colt was nervous, having the pink mare call on him like this. He wasn’t sure what she wanted, and there was just something about her voice when she met with him, telling him to see her after the work day was finished. The colt could still hear, almost feel her sugary sweet words in his mind as it seemed to make his cock twitch a little in his sheath. Arriving in the attic, the first thing he saw wasn’t the mare’s face, but her ass.

Pinkie was looking over something, some massive array of plots and plans scrambled and written on a board, all connected by different colored strings. If he could, Pound could make out whatever it was written on this board, but when he gazed in that direction, only Pinkie’s large, round ass swaying back and forth as she was seemingly deep in thought. But this was just a little game to her. She knew Pound was there, and wanted to tease him a little bit.

“Uh…Pinkie…” Pound nervously called to the mare, trying in vain not to stare at the mare’s amazing looking, round flank. “Y-you said you wanted to meet me after work today?”

“Oh yes, I wanted to give you something really special.” Pinkie giggled, turning to smile at the colt. “I know you and your mum have had a few…awkward moments.” Pound shivered at her words, which only caused her to continue. “And I know about your time with Velvet Tongue.”

“H-h-how did you…” Pound stuttered, taking a step back. Giggling, the mare only continued to sway herself over to him. “W-why…what are you…”

“How do I know?” Pinkie asked, giggling almost seductively as she leaned in to gently whisper in his ear. “Who do you think Velvet Tongue is?” Before he could answer, she licked along his ear. “Your cock was so yummy.”

“It…it was you?!” Pound gasped, staggering back as Pinkie continued to giggle. “B-b-b-b-but…I don’t…” His mind was in a panic, unsure what to do or think.

“Aww, don’t worry Pound.” Pinkie giggled, winking playfully at him. “I can have your yummy dick later. But I know you really want your mummy.” Pound blushed, trying to speak, but the words were caught in his throat. “Aww, so cute. Don’t worry, Pinkie’s here to help you.”

Pound wasn’t sure what to do. One the one hoof, Pinkie was Velvet Tongue, and having had her on his dick before, he wasn’t sure if she could even compare to his mum. But then again, if she was offering to help him, maybe she was telling the truth. As goofy and slutty as she was, Pinkie always kept her word. And if she could help him with his mum, maybe this was worth doing. The fact she hadn’t told either of his parents about what he did was enough proof of that.

“W-w-w-what…what do you have in mind?” Pound nervously asked. His own dick started to twitch in his sheath as the memories of Velvet Tongue’s mouth on his shaft felt. “I-I-I-I-I…”

“Don’t worry. All you have to do is just go to your mum’s bedroom tonight.” Pinkie giggled, her lips curling into a playful smile. “As for your daddy, I’ll keep him distracted.” Pound was far too distracted by the idea of being with his mum that he didn’t even consider what she was going to do to his dad.

“O-okay…sure…” Pound nervously nodded. “W-what should I…”

“Just wait near your parents’ room. You’ll know when it’s time.” Pinkie giggled, shifting over to walk past the colt, making sure to sway her ass from side to side as she did so. “Trust me, you’ll love this.”

Leaving Pound in her room, Pinkie skipped her way over to the kitchen. Thankfully, Cup was already gone, having gone to bed in anticipation of her husband. So with only Carrot there, the mare giggled a little. The stallion was alone, and it only sent a shiver of pleasure throughout her body as she did so. Swaying her way over to him, Pinkie took her time, wanting to see how long it would take for her to approach Carrot unnoticed.

“Hey there, Mr Cake.” Pinkie eventually greeted, her giggling laughter nearly causing Carrot to yelp and fall over. “Working hard, and alone?”

“Oh, Pinkie…no, no, I’m fine.” Carrot replied, seemingly mixing around his words before composing himself. “What is it? I’m very busy.”

“I can see that.” Pinkie cooed, getting even closer to the stallion. The way she spoke, how she gazed at him, her eyes were devouring him, and her words were tantalizing him. “You’ve been working so hard. Maybe you need an extra special…yummy reward.”

“Pinkie…don’t you look at me like that.” Carrot commented, backing away slowly as he was certain she was planning something. “I know that look in your eyes, and the answer is no.”

“Aww, but your little biggie is getting super eager for me.” Pinkie giggled, pointing at Carrot’s dick, seeing it slowly poke from its sheath. “Looks to me like it misses me.”

“N-no…no, no. This isn’t right.” Carrot commented, winching as he continued to take a few steps back. “I love my wife, and we can’t do these things anymore.” He was having a huffing feeling as his heart beat was getting faster. “What happened…that was a mistake. And I don’t want to make that mistake again.”

“Aww, you didn’t think it was a mistake before.” Pinkie giggled, swaying her way over to Carrot, who only continued to back away nervously. Eventually, his flank touched the wall. “Besides, I wanted to have a little more fun.”

“P-Pinkie…listen to me…we can’t do this anymore.” Carrot stuttered nervously. He was sweating, feeling the mare’s gaze almost devour him as he was unable to look away from her. “I love my wife. And what I did was wrong.”

“But when I was doing something…” Pinkie teased, now getting close enough to whisper seductively to the stallion. “You said…I was the best…cock loving…whore you’ve ever fucked…”

Her words, Pinkie sexy but vicious words cut and rippled deeply in Carrot’s mind and body. He was shaking, twitching a little as the memories of his times with her were flooding back to him. He hated this, he didn’t want to do this, and yet he could feel as his cock was starting to poke out from his sheath. He hated this, he didn’t want to feel this way, but it was becoming more and more obvious that Pinkie not only noticed his reaction, and it only made her want more.

“See, your yummy dickie misses me.” Pinkie giggled, smiling at him and fluttering her alluring eyes. “Maybe I should ask him?”

“No, Pinkie. No, not that…” Carrot protested, tensing up as he saw the mare drop down and get under him. “Whatever you’re planning, stop!"

Cup waited patiently for Carrot to show up. She wanted to be with her husband now, but understood he was very meticulous with his work; so it would be a small while before he would come to bed. Normally, she wouldn’t have any issues with this, but right now, it was agonizing. She needed her husband, she needed his touch, but most importantly, she needed his cock. This big, stallion dick, she needed to have a real size inside her again.

“Mmm, yes.” Cup moaned a little, letting one of her hooves slowly rub its way down her belly, ending at her soft teats. As soon as she touched them, she gasped out, shivering as the pleasure rushed through her. “Carrot…oh Carrot…Mmm…”

Rubbing on her teats with one hoof, Cup moaned out, she missed her husband’s touch, and wanted even more of his embrace. Closing her eyes, she let her mind wander further and further into a fantasy of what was to be expected tonight. She could see it, Carrot would walk into the room, silently close the door, and approach her. There was something in his eyes, that hungry look, the look she craved. She wanted him like this, she wanted her husband to take her.

Letting her mind wander, Cup only began to imagine how it would be once her husband would come to the bed. Back when they first got married, it was a nightly event. The stallion, so tired after a hard day’s work, would strut his way over to Cup, who would lay in bed, showing off her round, soft flank to him. The look in his eyes, fatigue, but it would be renewed as soon as Cup would spread her legs, showing off her soft teats to him.

Carrot would stare at his wife, a lustful hunger would fill his eyes. Cup would only lay there in anticipation, eagerly awaiting her husband’s touch. The way it would look as he would approach the bed, his eyes looking her over. But once he reached the edge, he was crawling on the bed, but not towards his wife’s mouth. No, no, he would go for her teats, those big, lucious things. Not fully of creamy milk yet, but would soon be after he would fuck her full of his foals.

Cup would only moan out, feeling as Carrot’s mouth would explore her lower body. The way her nipples would get hard in his mouth as the stallion would begin to suckle on them. Pushing on the other with his hoof, he kneaded the soft mound like it was the most delectable dough. The mare would moan in the pleasure, not wanting to stop her husband as he would continue to lick and suckle her teats. Her body would shiver and tremble, while her pussy would get wetter and wetter.

A sweet smell would fill the air, her arousal would become all the more clear while Carrot was only building up this foreplay. She wanted him to just take his big dick and fuck her, but he wanted to tease her. He wanted to make her beg for it. And he wanted to make sure when he would finally fuck her, she would be cumming just from the first thrust. Carrot would continue suckling her teats, as if he was seeking to drink the milk that wasn’t in there yet. His cock would slowly slip its way from his sheath, eager to pleasure itself with his wife’s body.

Cup would only moan for him to fuck her, she would beg for his dick, but Carrot would only tease her further. Moving his mouth slowly from her teats, the stallion would then bring his mouth and skilled tongue to her moist, tender, sensitive pussy lips. The mare would moan out, arching her head back as she would feel the sensation of her husband eating her out. Though he was always a rather skinny stallion, Carrot was a very big eater. And because of this, he knew how to use that tongue of his.

Kissing at her pussy lips, he was tender, gentle, and loving. He cared about his wife’s pleasure, making her shiver and twitch from the pleasure. It felt so good to have Carrot eat her out like this, the way she was making way for him and how he teased her. Cup couldn’t help but let out small moans of growing arousal. She was fidgeting, ready for her husband’s cock, but he wanted to keep teasing her.

Whatever words she would coo to him, it only made him continue to tease her pussy, only just barely slipping in the tip of his tongue to push her further and further over the edge. Cup needed some relief, she needed to feel what it was like to have something inside her. Whether she meant to or not, she would then reach down with her forehooves, pushing Carrot to eat her out even more. She wanted to feel him inside her.

Carrot would return this attempt by giving his wife what she wanted. Opening his mouth, he would use his lips to part open Cup’s pussy. Immediately after, moaning into the mare’s moist entrance, he would slowly slip in more and more of his tongue in her warm hole. The mare would only moan some more, feeling her body twitching from the near constant sensation of bordering her next orgasm. She wanted to cum, and while she was always just on the edge, something would stop her.

Carrot’s tongue would continue to slip in and out of his wife’s pussy, making her shiver and moan. She would beg for his cock, pleading with him to fuck her like the loving whore she was. She loved her husband, she wanted to do anything for him. And while he was enjoying the sweetness of her pussy, he was reaching his own breaking point as well. After tonguefucking his wife for several more passionate minutes, Carrot would pull himself from Cup’s pussy.

His face would be soaked with her juices, to which he would happily lick up as best as he could. And what he couldn’t get off, he would smother himself between her large, soft teats again. Wiping and rubbing himself against and between her soft mounds, Carrot would almost crawl his way over and up his wife’s body, ending with him on top, and his cockhead just barely kissing at her pussy lips. She would moan softly, fidgeting as she just felt the faintest touch of it against her sensitive entrance.

Looking at her, he could see the flushed and aroused look on her face. She wanted him so badly, and this build up, this foreplay was becoming more than she could bear. Carrot would see this, and lean in to give Cup a deep, passionate kiss. The two would roll their tongues together, making the mare even more aroused as she could taste herself on her husband. She would moan in his mouth, fidgeting some more as she was getting to the brink of cumming.

While they kissed, Carrot would know exactly what his wife would want. He would know how much she craved the feeling of his dick inside her. She’s been such a slutty mare ever since they dated, which only became more and more arousing as they got married. The two were ready for the rest of the night, and he was going to make it big and loud. Pulling back only for a moment, he stared longingly at her, before ramming his cock in her pussy.

Cup would moan out, cumming a sloppy wet mess of an orgasm all over Carrot’s cock. Her tight pussy would squeeze along his shaft, but still invite him to go deeper. She wanted to feel every inch of him deep inside her. She loved him, she longed for him, and she wanted to milk out every drop of his virile cum to be released in her fertile womb. The feelings of arousal, the sensations of passion, and the tremors of lust, all filled her being.

Carrot would then start picking up the pace of his thrusts. It would still be a steady series of humping, but the speed would increase. He was working his way up as he could feel Cup’s teats pressing up against his body. She was moaning, unable to hold back as she would then reach up and wrap her forehooves around him, hugging her closer to her body. The two would continue to make out, letting their lips and moans embrace.

Carrot’s cock was so big, so long, the way it was rubbing against all her most sweet and sensitive spots. Cup loved it, she loved to feel him inside her like this. She longed for more, to start a family, to be Carrot’s loving wife forever. The two of them had a successful business, and now all they needed were some foals to make it all perfect. Her body was in overdrive, craving the desire to bear his foals. Lifting her legs a little, she tried to lock him in place.

Cup felt it, the desire to be impregnated, to be bred by him. Though kids weren’t exactly the highest on his list, he loved his wife too much to say no to her. Thrusting faster and faster, he would pump himself, slapping his cum filled, heavy balls against her body. She would moan in his mouth, her body would desire nothing more than to feel his hot load deep inside her. She was getting close to another orgasm. Carrot could feel his wife’s urge to be bred, to have hid foals, and to love them always.

Thrusting now faster and faster, he would be bottoming out his full length with each hard motion. His shaft was filling out her inner canal, and he was pacing his humping to the rhythmic pattern of her panting moans. He was feeling it, the tightening of his balls as he was going to cum at any moment. Cup wanted it, she needed to feel his hot seed inside, her womb was begging for it. Closer and closer, the two would go. They were nearly there, just a few more passionate moments until-

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. The sound not only roused Cup from her fantasies and memories, but she nearly fell out of the bed. What was going on? Looking at the clock, she could see Carrot was quite late coming to bed, and he wouldn’t need to knock when coming to bed. Looking at how soaked her hoof was, she quickly wiped it on the side of the bed before rolling off it. Steading her breath, she wanted to try and not be panting when she answered the door.

“Dear? Is that you?” Cup asked, approaching the door. Opening it, her eyes widened as she saw the timid Pound staring up at her. “Pound?! What are you doing here?”