Pound's New Feelings

“P-Pound…” Cup said nervously, swallowing some of her courage as she looked at the colt. “I…I’m sorry, but how about you…what I mean is…” She had to leave, any excuse would do, but words were getting caught in her throat. “I…I should check on your father…”

Getting up from the bed, she tried to leave, but in her haste, she tripped. Tumbling forward, she crashed on the floor, landing face down. Her large, round flank was pointing up, which gave Pound the perfect view of her glistening wet, sobbing pussy. The colt’s eyes lit up, getting wide and predatory as he looked at his mum’s mounds. Swallowing nervously, he licked his lips, and shifted a little along the bed.

“P-Pound…Pound…you need to listen…you need to-oohh!” Cup tried to say, only for a moan to escape her lips. Pound had reached her, and was already rubbing his small hoof at her entrance. Her pussy was still so sensitive, and any attention was making the pleasure swell and swell. “P-Pound! You need to stop!”

Cup tried to push Pound away, but she wasn’t in a good position, and her strength was still weak from her previous orgasm. The colt only seemed to notice her hot sex. His mum’s words were nothing more than murmurs as he was feeling his cock throbbing harder. Some remnant cum leaked on the floor, his dick was feeling the urge to fuck, to delve deep in this milf mare’s tight hole. Cup was only panting nervously, struggling to move, let alone crawl away from her rut-addled son.

Reaching up, Pound mounted his mum. His hooves pressed against Cup’s ass, aslmost rubbing a little as his cockhead was being pointed towards this dripping pussy. The mare was now panicking. She couldn’t escape, she didn’t want this, even as her pussy craved such attention, this wasn’t right. She was too weak to do anything, and yet her son was about to fuck her. He was in the perfect position to get inside her.

“P-Pound…P-Pound…you need to stop this…” Cup said, trying one more time to plead with her son. She was trembling, she was afraid. Her body was in the need to be fucked, but her mind was in constant shock and oppostion to this. “Please…Pound…”

The colt paused for a moment, possibly having some moment of clarity. Maybe this would be the end, and he could stop before things would go too far. But whatever sense of restrain, sanity, or coherent thought that remained within Pound was only shattered as he leaned a little forward by accident. His cockhead kissed against Cup’s pussy lips. A shiver ran down his spine, the pleasure was too much, he needed to fuck. His body desired only the urge to breed. Letting out one more low huff of groaning air, Pound thrusted forward.

Cup screamed out, or rather, she would’ve if not for her forehoof quickly covering her mouth. She didn’t want anyone in the house to hear what was happening. She felt her body only ripple and surge with forced pleasure. It was painful, shameful, but it wasn't only that her son was forcing himself on her, but it was because it was actually her tailhole that was clamping around Pound’s cock. The colt only fucked faster and faster, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. His mum had bent over, she had to be into this, and thinking was so hard as his cock was taking far too much blood.

Humping in and out of this soft, tight asshole, the colt huffed and moaned out. As determined as he was, he was still small compared to the mare. Her soft ass pressed against his body as he struggled to hold himself up while mounting his mum. She tried to keep any sounds muffled, not to keep the rest of the family from hearing her, but more she didn’t want Pound to learn that while she didn’t want this, her body was squeezing his length in pleasure.

‘No, no! I need to stop!’ Cup thought, feeling a great shame as she wasn’t trying to flee. She couldn’t move, her body felt so heavy, and it was getting harder and harder to think as she felt her insides being filled by this colt’s cock. ‘I can’t…I can’t move…yes, that’s it. I’m not letting Pound fuck me, he’s just taking advantage of me.’

Regardless of whatever reasons that Cup was telling herself, Pound was fucking faster and faster. The mare’s hoof was only able to hold back so much of her moans, but the few sounds that weakly trickled out of her mouth seemed to only cause Pound to feel an invigorated urge to keep fucking. Reaching up, he hugged her huge, round, soft ass as he humped in and out of his mum’s rear. The sound of sloppy wet slapping sounds was slowly filling the room as it mixed with the colt’s adorable moans.

Cup tried to put up some resistance, but it couldn’t be done. Pound’s hard thrusts were hammering in and out of her tailhole with such force that it was impossible to crawl away. It was like her strength was being fucked out of her, and every slapping of his balls against her ass only caused another low, sultry moan to be forced out of her. This was so humiliating, and even as her deep canal was clamping tightly against this cock, her mind was struggling to resist.

‘Pound’s…cock…it’s so…so big…’ Cup thought, muffling what moans she could. ‘Please…Carrot…don’t come yet. Please, don’t walk in on your son…raping your wife…’

Cup’s fears and worries wouldn’t come to pass. Carrot was far too distracted by Pinkie and her perfect, slutty fuck hole to even think of coming to bed. In the mare’s room, the stallion was busy pounding his own impressive length in and out of her softness, making her moan out in pleasure. It felt so good, and as much as he hated it, Carrot couldn’t help but thrust his frustration into this mare as if he was trying to break her womb and fill it with cum.

Pinkie’s whorish moan only seemed to push him to fuck faster and faster. The mare’s body was just so damn fuckable. It was so warm, so wet, so tight, and the stallion couldn’t stop himself from driving his cock in and out of her soft hole. There was just something about her that was so impossible to resist. Carrot only huffed, grunting in frustration as he wanted to cum in her and let her go. He couldn’t see the clock, but could feel that he was too late to see his wife.

“Come on, Carrot. Fuck me harder.” Pinkie moaned, looking back at the stallion with hot, panting breaths. “Don’t you want to stuff Pinkie’s pussy full of hot cream?” Carrot only grunted, not wanting to admit how good this all felt. But the mare could see through his groans. “Maybe you’d like…this!”

Adjusting her body a little, Pinkie was smacking her big, fat ass harder and harder on Carrot’s cock. Her pussy easily took in his impressive length, and it was sending shivers throughout her body. She cooed and moaned, looking at Carrot with hearts gleaming in her eyes as she was filling her room with the sound of her sloppy wet pussy slapping on the stallion’s throbbing cock. Her slutty sounds, the sultry moans that tingled in Carrot’s ears only made his mind go a little numb, and his dick was getting closer to orgasm.

“Oh wowie wow!” Pinkie moaned, shivering as she was feeling this dick swelling in her pussy, stuffing her more and more. “Fuck…so big…keep going…”

Carrot did what he could to ignore the mare, but her moans, and the words that left her lips only drove the stallion’s arousal onwards. It was all too much for him, and while he hated this, he knew he couldn’t stop. His balls slapped as they tightened against himself, all while his throbbing cock swelled and swelled until finally his hard thrust met with Pinkie’s whorish slam and he bottomed out in her whore hole.

“Fuck…oh yeah…cream Pinkie’s tight pie…” Pinkie moaned out in orgasm, shivering some more as her womb drank as much hot cum as she could. Carrot shivered as well, he was cumming so much in the mare, it would be nothing short of miracle or magic that she wasn’t gonna get pregnant; even with the birth control he knew she was on. But as he tried to pull out, the mare’s pussy seemed to clamp tightly around him. “Oh no you don’t. We’re not done here.”

“Pinkie, I can’t keep doing this.” Carrot panted, trying to catch his breath as he was explaining himself to the mare; though it was clear she wasn’t listening. “I wanna go to be with my wife, and she’s gonna wonder where I am.”

“Oh don’t worry about that. Come here!” Pinkie giggled, looking back to Carrot. Before the stallion could register what happened, the mare’s tail skillfully wrapped around him, flipping him on the bed. Carrot gasped as the mare leapt up on the bed, landing on top of him. “There we go, now I know you’re not getting away.”

“Pinkie! This is going too far!” Carrot gasped, struggling to get the mare off of him as she was setting herself back on his cock. “We need to stop! He has to sto-aahh!” Pinkie cut him off by dropping her still gooey pussy on his cock.

“Oh no you don’t.” Pinkie giggled, pressing her forehooves besides Carrot’s heads. “I’m gonna ride this yummy dickie until I’m all full. And I’m gonna make sure you can’t close your eyes and think of your wife.” Carrot winced, feeling as if there was no escaping now, the slutmare had him trapped.

Pumping faster and faster, he growled a little, feeling his cock getting ready to cum in this whore mare. For a brief moment, he considered what Pinkie was planning. The way she wrapped her legs around him, she loved having him fill her womb with his hot seed. But then another worry crossed his mind. She hadn’t tried to keep him away from Cup like this in a long time, not since before the twins were born. What was she planning?

Whatever Carrot thought Pinkie was plotting, the mare continued to tease and toy with the stallion. His cock was the perfect toy for her, though after seeing Pound’s, she couldn’t help but think about the colt’s cock. Maybe when he was done plowing his mum’s ass, the slutmare would pay him a visit. If he was anything like his father, Pound’s cock must have so much thick, potent spunk in his heavy balls.

While all of this was happening, Pumpkin was staring at her father fucking his huge cock in and out of Pinkie’s sloppy pussy. Looking at this dick, it brought back sudden memories of the cock she had sucked to get the hot cream she had licked before. But there was something different about it. The one she licked and drank from was plenty big, but the one attached to her father was just massive. The more she stared, the more she could feel her jaw hurting a little.

What would it feel like to suck the hot cream out of this thing? And the way Pinkie was making such strange sounds, was she hurt? Did it feel good? What was all of this? Swallowing again nervously, Pumpkin felt a small shivering sensation running throughout her body. It was strange, like a warmth that was making her chest heavy, throat dry, and her petite, filly pussy was quivering. Shaking her head a little, she couldn’t take her eyes off Carrot’s cock.

There was just something so captivating about it, and how Pumpkin’s pussy was getting hotter and hotter the longer she stared. But then, for some reason, she let her gaze drift. Looking along Pinkie’s curvy, slutty body as the stallion was hammering his cock in and out of her soft, gushing pussy. The glistening nectar spilled out of her gooey hole, but then Pumpkin’s blood went cold and eyes widened. Pinkie was looking at her.

“Come on you stud, fuck your Pinkie slut.” Pinkie moaned, sounding even more sultry than before. Hugging the stallion as she bounced up and down faster and faster. “My hungry womb wants your yummy cock milk.” Carrot groaned in frustration, but his cock was throbbing harder in the mare’s tight embrace.

Carrot tried to end this, reaching up to get the mare off of his dick, but it wasn’t enough. All his forehooves could do was push against Pinkie’s flank. This drove the mare to only bounce and ride faster and faster. More than this, she would occasionally look over to Pumpkin. She didn’t want Carrot noticing, but she just couldn’t resist the urge to moan some more while looking at the filly. This was going to happen eventually, Pumpkin was bound to catch her father with Pinkie, and so the mare wanted to give the filly somewhat of a show.

Gasping, but quickly covering her mouth with her hooves, Pumpkin shook and shivered. Pinkie only smiled, then reached up to pull Carrot closer to her; making sure he wouldn’t notice his daughter was watching them. Taking this as a chance to leave, the filly backed away, carefully and slowly, but as soon as she was somewhat out of sight, she turned and all but galloped at full speed away from the sight she had seen; her body still hot, and her mind so confused.

Pound hammered his cock in and out of his mum’s body, her ass jiggling as his dick was filling her tailhole. But rather than be on the floor, the mare had managed to drag herself back onto the bed, or at least leaning against it. Pound didn’t stop, even as she had struggled to move away from him. The pegasus colt’s dick was rubbing and bottoming out in the milf mare’s ass, making her soft flank bounce as his hips smacked into her softness.

The colt didn’t speak, he couldn’t form words as his body was in a sense of instinctive urges to fuck and breed. Though he was still in Cup’s ass, he still pounded himself in and out of her soft, plump tailhole. The feeling was amazing, his many smaller orgasms up until this point had been serving as the perfect lubrication as he couldn’t contain all the raw, passionate emotions that he was unleashing inside her.

Cup’s mouth echoed out with the heat of her panting breath, as well as the moans being forced out of her. She couldn’t stop herself from making these noises. Her pussy was leaking out so much of her sweet nectar, it was making a small pool on the floor, staining against her bed. She couldn’t contain the sounds she was making, even as she knew they were just driving Pound to keep fucking her ass. On top of that, she couldn’t see the clock, unaware of how much time was passing; only hoping Carrot wouldn’t walk in on them.

Pound’s cock hammered and hammered, pounding as the room was filled with not only the echoing sounds of the hot, wet, sloppy sex the two were having, but also the air was dense. It was thick with the fuck fumes that were the result of the hot breath and sweat that steamed upwards. It was almost like there was a growing cloud kissing and creeping along the ceiling. It was all so much, and their bodies were only getting hotter.

Cup’s own body was all but submitting to her son’s cock. Her tight asshole was ruined. There was no way she could sit properly after this, and the way her ponut was stretched was only sending more shivers down her spine. Her mind resisted, but this only meant she wasn’t broken by the brutal anal fucking she was subjected to. She could barely speak, only feel as the colt’s dick just wasn’t stopping.

“P-Pound…it’s been…it’s been…why…why are you still…hard?” Cup weakly asked, her voice groaning and moaning as her body was feeling pleasure from this thick size. “J-just cum…cum in mummy’s ass…please…”

The milfmare pleaded, not wanting this to carry on any longer than it had, and she was feeling as if her son wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. Panic was still rippling through her mind. She feared not that her husband would just walk in and see her being anally raped by her son. But more of what he would do. Carrot had been so harsh, so brutal to their son lately, and her motherly side only wanted to nurture her son.

Was this how she nurtured him? Was Pinkie right, and all the colt needed was a loving touch? Was this what she meant to show me when she fucked those colts in front of her? No, no, that couldn’t be it. Pinkie was just a pervert, a slut, a whore. She was a loose mare who wouldn’t say no to doing such naughty…dirty…pleasurable…no, no! Cup shook her head, these thoughts and worries seemed to only flood within her mind. She didn’t want this to be how she would help Pound.

While Pound’s animalistic lusts and desires were strong and willing, his body was still that of a young colt. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Cup could feel it as it throbbed in her ass. Her plump ponut squeezed and tensed, embracing this dick. She knew it would be any moment now. Swallowing nervously, she knew that if this was to end, she had to start moving. With great reluctance, she lifted and pushed her soft flank against her son.

“Y-you…you like that…” Cup asked, trying to keep her voice down, but this was just to quiet her moans. “You like…fucking mummy…” She felt so terrible saying this, she didn’t want to be a slut like Pinkie, but she had to get Pound to cum or he would keep at this all night for all she knew.

Pound huffed and panted, gritting his teeth as he was hissing his pleasure out. His body continued to hump in Cup’s ass, letting out such sweet sounds as his cock throbbed and swelled with his coming orgasm. His balls slapped as his shaft met with the mare’s softness, causing him to bottom out with each motion of his body into his mum’s ass. Cup held in her moans, her body was enjoying this feeling, to be fucked in a way she hadn’t felt from her husband in so long.

“Come on…Pound…” Cup cooed, whispering her sweet moans to her son. She played the part of a slutty mare well, but still felt a hollow feeling in her chest. “Please cum in mummy…fuck her ass…fill my big…fat…juicy ass…with your cock…”

What was she saying? This couldn’t be her real feelings? No, no, this was just a ruse, something to get Pound to cum so he can stop fucking her ass. But for a moment, was this really so bad? Yes, this was bad. Her mind was slowly being corrupted by the pleasure rippling throughout her body. No, no, she had to get Pound to cum, she had to put an end to this. Doubling her efforts, she backed up her ass, making her son’s cock fill and stuff her, almost as if she was making him fuck into her belly from there.

Cup’s body shivered and shook, weakly barely able to keep herself up as she was feeling the colt’s cock pumping the last remnants of his orgasm into his mum’s asshole. Pound trembled, unable to hold himself back and after another instinctive hum into Cup’s tailhole, his hold on her ass weakened. Falling back, the colt slipped from her tight embrace, collapsing on the floor. As he landed on his back, another spurt of cum fired off from his cock, splattering against Cup’s round, sweaty ass.

“P-Pound…” Cup weakly asked, whimpering as she looked over to her son. Thankfully, he was finished, though he was knocked out. “Asleep? Good, good.” Panting a little more, the mare wasn’t sure what to do. “This has gone on too long.”

Twitching a little, Cup struggled to move, and while she managed to roll over to her side, she couldn’t hold it in. Rolling her eyes back a little, and gritting her teeth, cum spilled out of her fucked open ass, splattering on Carrot’s side of the bed. She groaned as she felt a little pleasure from this feeling. It was a sensation she had never felt before, but her body was tingling from it. But it was over, her son was satisfied; or at least unconscious.

“I…I let this keep happening…” Cup murmured to herself, unable to really think of what to do next. “But Pound…that cock…” Shaking her head a little, she still couldn’t look away from it. Even half erect, it was intimidating, making the mare shiver. “S-something needs to be done.” But as she pondered what to do, she failed to notice that she and Pound had been seen.

Standing, shaking nervously in the doorway, peering through the keyhole, was Pumpkin. Being more hidden than she was when she walked in on Pinkie and Carrot, she saw so much of her brother and mother. And while the angle she was at didn’t give her the best look of Cup’s face as she was being brutally, anally fucked. But now that it was over, her eyes were wide in shock; but not at the sight of Pound fucking Cup, but more her brother’s cock.

That was it, she recognized it, that was the thing she sucked on to get the glaze. Did Pinkie know this? Of course she did, she had to. She was the one who arranged her meeting with this thing. So she had sucked off her brother’s dick. But amidst the shock she was feeling, another sensation was swirling in her mind. Was it pleasure? No, no, that couldn’t be it, but her body was trembling, and her eyes couldn’t look away from Pound’s cock.

This wasn’t right, or was it? Pumpkin’s eyes were trembling, unable to process everything that she had just seen. Her father…and Pinkie, and now Pound…with their mother?! The moans that Pinkine were making when the stallion was hammering his cock in and out of her pussy, it was something that the unicorn filly couldn’t fully understand. Sure, she had learned a little bit about her body when her first heat came. But still, there was something about all of this that made her body tingle.

Did she want to feel the same pleasure both Pinkie and her mum felt? But did her mother really enjoy it? She wasn’t making the exact same sounds that the other mare was making. Both her father and Pound were making the same sounds. So there had to be something to it. And yet still, Pumpkin couldn’t understand it. Sneaking away back to her room, the filly’s mind was filled with the sights she saw, and her body was feeling so hot.

As soon as she got in her bed, Pumpkin threw her blanket over her, and yet could feel the heat getting worse and worse. Not only a warmth, but something else; an itching. It was an aching feeling that was sending small tingled throughout her body. Without thinking about it, she reached down with her forehooves, her body went tense as she couldn’t help but gasp out as she accidentally rubbed against her own soft pussy lips.

Quickly, and with some panic, she bit at her pillow, muffling the sound she accidentally made to ensure her mother didn’t hear her. After everything that had happened, Pumpkin didn’t want anypony seeing her like this. It was too much, and she had to sleep. Swallowing nervously, she tossed and turned in her bed, feeling the aching getting harder and harder to endure. Eventually, by some mercy, fatigue took her, and she fell asleep.