Pound's New Feelings

Pound’s heart was hammering in his chest. Since leaving the bakery with his father, the two have been walking along the streets of Ponyville. Strapped to the stallion, was a cart filled to the brim and beyond with all the number of cakes, muffins, cupcakes, and other pasties that were in the special storage unit around the back of the bakery. But this wasn’t why he was so nervous. Pound was worried about his father, how Carrot seemed to be more and more aggressive with him as of late. Years ago, when he was a younger colt, his father treated him so happily and gently. But a little under a year ago, Carrot has been more harsh and critical of him.

Pound’s mind would occasionally be filled with thoughts, doubts, and worries. What was I doing wrong? Did my father not love me anymore? What can I do for him to love me again? What about this? What about that? All these insecurities haunted his thoughts, which only drove him to think about his mother. The way she still treated him so gently, and yet these thoughts turned into what he did with her the night before. Pound had to bite his lower lip, not wanting these memories to bring back his boner. The colt was terrified at the idea that his father would see his awkward erection.

“We’re almost there.” Carrot finally spoke up, nearly startling Pound. “We’ll be going to the Rich Manor. They’re hosting a party soon, and so need all the sweets they can get.” Pound said nothing, only nodding his head as he followed his father. “So once we get there, I’ll need to offset the sweets, but I’ll call you over if I need help.”

“O-okay…I understand…” Pound nervously replied, not wanting to disappoint him. “I’ll do my best.”

“I know you will.” Carrot nodded, walking a little more ahead, the cart rattling a little behind him. Taking a small breath, he looked back to Pound. “And after this, let’s go somewhere nice. It’s been a long time since the two of us have done anything together.”

“S-sure…” Pound replied, still sounding a little timid. “I…” He wanted to say something else, but the words became a whimper.

“Look…I know I can be…well hard on you…” Carrot sighed, not looking at Pound as he spoke. Clearly there was some misunderstanding he felt needed to be clarified. “I know I haven’t been as kind…or gentle, as your mother. But that’s only because I want what’s best for you, and when I was your age, my father told me this too.” He paused for a moment, as if contemplating his words carefully. “Pound, I want you to grow up to be a fine stallion, and while I sometimes think your mother is being too soft with you, know that we both love you.”

Pound didn’t know what to really say about this. His father had been harsher with him for the last year or so, around the time he was slowly feeling the tingles in his dick. But it wasn’t that Carrot didn’t love him as much as Cup Cake loved him, it was that the stallion had his own way of expressing it. He wasn’t having Pound help him because he felt he was a burden, he was asking for help because he trusted him. This caused the colt to feel a little more pride, and wanted to do more for his father.

“D-dad…” Pound weakly asked, tensing up as Carrot looked back at him. “Is…would it be okay…if I pull the cart? Just this once…”

“Hmm, well, if you feel you can do it, I don’t see why not.” Carrot replied, smiling a little at his son. Taking a few moments, he unstrapped himself from the cart. “Here you go. But be careful, it can be heavy.” Pound walked over, letting his father strap him into the cart.

Carrot was right, it was heavy, but he was a little wrong about how heavy it really was. To a stallion like him, it took some effort to pull it. But to a large colt like Pound, he was pulling with all his might to just barely get it to move. Carrot could see his son’s struggles, but didn’t want to stop him. Pound wanted to help, and he didn’t want to take this feeling from his son. Continuing on the walk to the Rich’s manor, the two moved slowly, accommodating for Pound’s struggles, but he didn’t complain. He wanted to make his father proud, and so said nothing as he strained himself to pull at the heavy cart.

“I know it’s heavy.” Carrot commented, trying to reassure his son. “We’re almost there.” He gestured with his forehoof over to the massive mansion coming into view. “We’ll go at your pace.” Pound nodded, not wanting to disappoint his father. “Thankfully, this is the biggest order we have today. All these sweets are going to the Riches.” He chuckled a little. “Apparently Filthy Rich is hosting a massive event and needed the sweets for catering.”

Pound still said nothing. He didn’t want to show off that he couldn’t do this, but the straining sensation that was almost burning throughout his smaller body was the perfect thing to keep his mind off the previous night. Though part of him could still see the way his cock hammered in and out of Cup Cake’s ass, as well as the softness of her inner folds around his dick, he body was being pushed so hard, that his cock couldn’t poke free from his sheath. Still, he shook his head a little, not wanting to think about how sexy his milf of a mother was, and how good it felt to blow all his hot, thick loads in her holes.

Arriving at the manor, Carrot and Pound made their way to the front gate. The stallion walked a little ahead of the exhausted looking colt. Knocking at the front gate, the two waited a few minutes without anypony coming to greet them. Waiting a few minutes longer, Carrot knocked at the gate again, a little harder and louder this time. But there still isn't anyone to receive them. Curling his lip a little, Carrot huffed an annoyed sigh as he rubbed his head for a moment. Pound remained standing as he was, catching his breath after pulling the heavy cart. But after knocking, almost slamming at the gate in frustration, Carrot huffed and grumbled a bit before composing himself.

“Okay, well if we wait too long, the baked goods are going to go bad.” Carrot sighed, still rubbing his head a little. “Alright, alright. Pound, I’ll stay with the cart. Could you go around the back and see if there’s anypony to let us in?” Pound looked at him in a little confusion, but only nodded his head, not wanting to upset the stallion.

Unstrapping the harness from Pound, Carrot nudged the colt through a larger opening in the gate. Pushing through the gate, the colt started heading around the back. His mind raced a little more about this situation. While there wasn’t anyone coming to get them at the front gates, he was technically trespassing now. Panting a little from the exhaustion carrying that care brought on him, the colt continued to do as his father told him to do. It wasn’t like he was sneaking around, he was looking for someone to open the gate to make sure he and Carrot could complete the delivery. So it wasn’t wrong, just necessary to get the job done.

Making his way around the side of the mansion, Pound could hear the sound of water. A pool splashing perhaps, as well as the somewhat muffled sounds of somepony out of view. For a moment, he paused, the faint noise sounded a little familiar. His mind raced a little back to what muffled moans Cup Cake made when he was pounding her ass into a cum gushing, sloppy, sweat soaked mess last night. Biting his lower lip a little, Pound tried to compose himself, he didn’t want his cock to slip out of his sheath. Looking around, he saw that Carrot was too focused on the gate to notice him, so he had to keep going.

Swallowing nervously, Pound made his way towards the source of the muffled noise. He was right, there was a massive pool of sparkling clear water that swayed a little in the soft, warm breeze. But that wasn’t what made his eyes widen. Looking at the side of the pool, he saw two ponies. One of them was some stallion he didn’t recognize, but the mare lounging in a provocative, almost seductive manner, was Spoiled Rich, the matriarch of the manor. Shivering a little, Pound felt an almost chill run down his spine. And while the stallion looked like some cleaner or handistallion to clean the pool, it was what he was doing with the mare that made Pound’s jaw drop. Positioned in a steady angle, Spoiled was sucking off this stallion’s cock.

The wealthy mare's mouth was far different from the way his mum sucked him off;. She was rolling her tongue along the length, easily taking it nice and deep, and was moaning a soft, whorish sound that made Pound’s body shiver as a tingle ran down his spine. The two didn’t seem to notice Pound staring at them, and it was impossible for him to look away. Spoiled was taking that cock better than Cup Cake took his, and he couldn’t stop himself from getting aroused as well. Swallowing nervously, Pound looked around for someplace to hide. If he stayed out in the open, he’d be noticed too soon. Hugging closely along the manor’s side, he watched on.

Spoiled sucked this cock, taking it so deep, her throat was bulging a little. And yet, despite the muffled moaning coming out from her mouth, her face somewhat seemed to remain in a stoic, uncaring expression. The pool stallion only continued to hump, fucking into the mare’s mouth, his own face showing how good it must feel. Pound licked his lips, wondering for a moment what it would feel like to have that much pleasure surging through him. Though something about this seemed to be wrong. That stallion wasn’t her husband, that much he knew, but she was doing something he though his mum told him should only be done by ponies who love each other.

Though he had only ever been to the Rich manor to help deliver sweets and goods, Pound was confident he had never seen this stallion before. But whoever he was, Spoiled was going to town on that dick, bobbing her head just as fast as the stallion was fucking her mouth. Her throat continued to quiver and pulse as it looked like the stallion was going to cum. Pound’s body trembled, his own dick getting big out of his sheath as he watched this stallion pull back, just to ram himself into Spoiled’s mouth. Her entire body tensed up, her large teats between her legs trembled as her nipples got hard.

The stallion held himself in place, almost hugging Spoiled’s head as he twitched and pulsed his possible thick and hot cum in her mouth. The mare swallowed down this load, gulping it all down with little difficulty. After a few moments, though they felt like an eternity to the colt, the stallion slowly pulled himself free of Spoiled’s mouth. Some cum spilled from her mouth, to which she wiped with her hoof, only to lick at it a little more. The stallion, holding a smug smile, and his cock still throbbing hard, seemed to be ready to move himself around her.

“No, no, it’s my turn.” Spoiled commented, her regular bitchy attitude rippling out of her voice. “You know the deal.”

“Right, and I just gave you some good cock in that hot mouth of yours.” The stallion countered, almost complaining as he spoke. “So why can’t I just fuck that tight pussy now?”

“Floatie! I pay you to clean my pool. Fucking me is a perk.” Spoiled explained, rolling her eyes under her sunglasses. “And I only allow that, because Filthy hasn’t touched me in years, and I need some excitement.” She spread her legs a little, showing off her plump pussy. “So if you want to get in her with that big, dumb cock, you better eat me until I cum.”

Pound couldn’t really tell what was going on, but the stallion seemed annoyed, almost offended at the comment. Did he not like eating out the mare? The colt didn’t really understand it, but the stallion was clearly upset. Huffing and grumbling, the stallion only walked off, his erection slapping between his thighs. Spoiled only lay back in her sunbathing chair, seemingly uncaring over the stallion’s reaction. But then, another thought struck at Pound. Spoiled was doing this because the stallion cleaned her pool and worked for her. So by delivering the sweets to her house, Pound was technically working for her. So perhaps the same treatment extended to him? He was too aroused to really think of anything else but how good the mare’s mouth on his cock must be.

After thinking it over for another minute or so, Pound decided to go along with this plan. Carefully and slowly, the colt made his way over to the relaxing mare. His hardening cock flopped between his thighs. As he got close enough, he found that Spoiled was in fact, sleeping. She was giving out faint snoring sounds, and her legs were spread, showing off her delicate, moist looking pussy lips. Pound swallowed nervously, not sure what to do now. Could he just lick it? Kiss it? Eat the wealthy mare out while she was sleeping? His mind raced, but the throbbing of his cock made it hard to really talk himself out of this.

Licking his lips, he leaned in, taking in the sweet smell of Spoiled’s pussy. It was different from his mum’s, but no less appetizing. Swallowing nervously, Pound couldn’t hold himself back. Leaning in, he gently, and delicately kissed at the mare’s pussy lips. Spoiled let out a small sound, nearly making the colt’s heart skip a beat. But she didn’t wake up, she he continued. Kissing in a loving manner, the same way he had done it with his mum, he treated Spoiled’s lower lips as if they were her upper lips. Using his mouth to carefully open up her softness, he allowed his tongue to slowly slip into her.

The taste was different than Cup Cake’s, it wasn’t worse, but not better, and yet Pound couldn’t help himself as he was letting his tongue slither into her soft folds. Spoiled’s soft copies were slowly becoming gentle moans, but she still seemed to be asleep as Pound continued to eat out this sweet tasting pussy. He couldn’t stop himself as he was getting himself more and more into her sweet folds. The mare only moaned out some more, as if the pleasure this colt was tongue fucking into her was mixing with her dreams. Either way, Pound’s cock was throbbing, dripping out his oozing precum, adding faintly to the arousing smell.

“Mmmm, yes…like that…’ Spoiled quietly cooed, moaning softly, which caused the colt to freeze. Was she awake? Did she see him? “Why’d you stop? It was just getting better.”

Spoiled wasn’t fully awake, but not still completely asleep anymore. But looking up, her head was still laying back, and so maybe she wasn’t looking down, and maybe her eyes were closed? Either way, he continued to lick and kiss at the mare’s pussy, making her body shiver a little in her soft moans. Spoiled’s voice only made Pound’s cock throb harder, she was feel good from this, and he too was getting more and more aroused. Swallowing down the sweet nectar, it tingled at his tongue, which made him slip himself deeper into her soft wetness.

Spoiled only continued to moan, laying back in comfort as Pound was all but worshiping at her pussy, giving her the love and attention that she was previously denied by the pool stallion. Whether she realized she wasn’t being eaten out by a different pony was hard to tell, and Pound’s mind was still in a haze from the sweet taste, smell, and her moans tingling in his ears. Putting a little more effort into his kissing, he was making out with Spoiled’s pussy, sloppily moaning softly in her inner folds as his tongue rubbed and teased along her inner walls. The mare moaned out a little more, letting out the pleasure she was feeling.

“I didn’t know…you were so good…at this…” Spoiled moaned, arching herself back as she shivered from the growing pleasure. “Keep going…don’t you…fucking stop…” She was becoming more and more intense in her words. “Eat that pussy, make me cum, and maybe I’ll give you a reward.”

Pound, being driven on, was tonguefucking Spoiled’s pussy was greater and greater ferver. She was so good, and her pussy tasted so amazing as the sweetness continued to dingled along the colt’s tongue. He couldn’t hold himself back, his tongue flicked and teased within her soft, pussy folds, pushing her just over the edge that she needed as she gasped out in orgasm. Pound barely had a moment to react before he got a face full of the mare’s spraying, sweet nectar all over his face. Licking at what he could, he tasted at the flavor of her climax, and it was even better than the previous sensation he had licked at before.

“Wow…I didn’t think…you had it in you. That was-” Spoiled commented, only to cut herself off as she finally looked down at Pound. Beneath her glasses, her eyes narrowed, and her mouth hung open in shock. “You…you have five seconds, to tell me what the fuck you are doing here, now!” Pound was scared, stumbling back in fear as he collapsed on his ass, his cock throbbing upwards. Her eyes then narrowed on this dick. “What?! How could it be…that’s…”

“I-I-I-I-I’m here...with my father…we’re delivering cakes and sweets.” Pound explained, panicking as the mare glared at him, though unaware her eyes were more at his cock than anything else. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I just…I saw you were upset, and it tasted so good. And…and…and…”

“Enough!” Spoiled snapped, making the colt flinch. Taking a deep breath, she looked the colt over. “So, you came here, and while my worthless pool stallion wouldn’t dare eat me out, you did it without asking?” Pound nervously nodded. “I see. Well, normally, I’d have you thrown out. But I’m in a good mood.” Laying back, she spread her legs again. “Since you did such a good job, I’ll give you a treat.”

Pound’s mind nearly became blank, nearly causing steam to blow out of his ears as he was struggling to process what was happening. But the mare’s pussy was right there, so wet and tantalizing. Was she serious? Was she seriously offering herself to him? Did he do that good of a job eating her out? He could barely think, and the mare didn’t look like she was going to be patient with him if he made her wait. Swallowing nervously, the colt reapproached her, getting ready to eat out this pussy again, but Spoiled then placed a forehoof on Pound’s head, stopping him. Looking up, he could see a wicked smile across her face.

“No, no. You’ve already gotten me nice and wet.” Spoiled commented, almost commanding the colt. “Now, you get to fuck me with that massive cock.” Laying back, she allowed the colt to somewhat mount her, angling his dick to her sobbing entrance.

Slowly, Pound took his cock, aiming the blunt head to kiss at the Spoiled’s pussy, making the mare coo a little. She was so aroused, so infatuated with having this colt dick inside her, her pussy lips opened, taking in Pound’s size. Slowly, but surely, she was taking him in. She shuddered, moaning so much as she could feel as the colt’s cock was filling her up. It’s been such a long time since she had felt a cock even half this good, and now she was going to enjoy herself. Looking down at him, she maintained her wicked smile, and while it made Pound’s cock throb inside her, it also made him tremble nervously.

“Come now, no need to hold back.” Spoiled commanded. “I want you to take this cock, and fuck me!” Pound did as he was told, placing his forehooves on her thighs, and started humping forward.

Spoiled’s head arched back, moaning whorishly as she felt herself getting filled by this cock. The pleasure rippled throughout her body, and it was like she was being fucked for the first time. Pound only thrusted with all his might, believing that if he failed to meet her expectations, she would throw him out. No doubt, she would tell his parents, and then his father would be ashamed, and his mother would hate him. Fear and panic caused his cock to throb and swell harder, making the mare’s pussy fill with his impressive size. Pound wasn’t exactly the biggest cock Spoiled had whored herself out for, but for a colt of his age, he was quite skilled.

“Just like that…keep going…” Spoiled moaned, looking at him with a smirk. “Don’t stop until I tell you to stop…” Lifting at her hind legs, she wrapped them around the colt, locking him in place. “And you cannot cum until I tell you to.”

Pound gasped, feeling as there was no escape. This was so much different compared to how he fucked his mother. Cup Cake’s pussy clamped down tightly, but this was a different type being clamped down. Spoiled’s pussy wasn’t planning on letting him go, she was going to have him fuck her until he would blow his load; if he was allowed to blow his load. Pound huffed, feeling the air hammer in his lungs as he was losing his stamina in this tight, wealthy fuckhole. Spoiled continued to moan out, her pussy becoming not only sobbing wet, but was already getting ready to cum again. She hadn’t taken a decent dick in so long, and with how well he ate her out, her insides were so sensitive.

“Yes, yes, yes…fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” Spoiled panted, looking down at her little colt fucktoy. “Come on, I’m almost there. Make me cum, and I’ll let you cum deep inside me.”

Pound couldn’t think of anything, but he had to get this mare off. If he didn’t, she might just throw him away. Thinking was impossible, his mind was too filled with the feeling of pleasure surging and rippling throughout her being. But then, something caught his attention; Spoiled’s bouncing teats. Not nearly as big as Cup Cake’s, but Pound couldn’t help himself. Opening his mouth, he clamped down his mouth over the mare’s teats, taking in both at once as he passionately suckled at her soft, plump nipples. The wealthy mare gasped out as she felt her pussy clamp down hard and soaked on the colt’s cock.

This sobbing tightness was enough to pusy Pound over the edge. Given how she must’ve came, then that meant he was now allowed to cum. Moaning out, the colt slammed as hard as he could, releasing himself deep in Spoiled’s pussy. The mare gasped, the warmth of this cum, flooding her womb was intense. If not for the birth control she took, she would’ve no doubt became pregnant with the colt’s foal. Still, she held him in place, not wanting to let him go just yet as he continued to pump out more throbbing loads in her wealthy womb.

But eventually, Spoiled’s hold weakened, allowing Pound, and his limping dick, to slip free from the mare’s pussy. Cum, mixed with her sweet nectar, spilled out of her fucked open hole, making her quiver and coo in her afterglow. Pound couldn’t help but gawk as he fell back, sitting on his flank as he looked up at her. Despite the sunglasses hiding her eyes, her pleasured smile was more than enough of an indication to show how well he did. After about a minute or so, Spoiled looked back down at him. Composing herself, she nodded.

“Well, that was…adequate. At least you’ve earned your forgiveness for trespassing.” Spoiled commented, trying not to give too many indications at how good he actually was. “Now, as for your father. You can return to him and I’ll have one of the servants open the front door.”

“Thank you, thank you.” Pound smiled nervously. “Did…did I do good?”

“You did as well as I expected.” Spoiled replied. “But, if the mood suits me, I may call upon you again.” Pound nodded again, turning to leave the mare, not realizing how much her body was still trembling from the pleasure he had fucked into her.