A Cake Family Hearts and Hooves Day

“Are you sure you’re okay with this, Dad?”

Carrot Cake raised an eyebrow. “Okay with what?”

Pound hesitated before elaborating. “Me dating Mom. Or, well, not dating. But like, being together. Romantically.” Pound tilted his head. “I mean, I know you and Mom have been doing the whole cuckolding thing for a while. But this is something more than just watching her have sex with somepony else. So, like… I just wanted to be sure this isn’t going too far.”

Carrot Cake smiled at his son. “Of course it isn’t. All I want is for your mom to be happy. And if that means seeing you, well, I’m more than okay with it.”

At that moment, Cup Cake walked into the kitchen. “Good morning, dear.” She kissed Pound on the lips, before walking straight past Carrot to start the ovens.

Carrot’s heart dropped. Truthfully, it did pain him somewhat. He was open to trying the cuckoldry fetish once Cup suggested it. He even ended up liking it! Seeing Cup become a romantic partner to his own son, though? That was a lot for Carrot to take in.

But as he looked at the dumb, lovestruck smile on Pound’s face, he knew that he just couldn’t tear these two apart. So, he told himself, he would just have to get used to it.

Pumpkin Cake was walking through the halls of Sugarcube Corner, late at night, after she and her dad had gone to bed, when she heard a deep groan coming from her parents’ bedroom. Worrying that something might have happened to her dad, Pumpkin walked through the door. “Dad, are you—”

Pumpkin was taken aback by the sight before her. Her dad, naked on the bed, his left hand gripping his cock as his right hand held his cell phone. Carrot yelped, threw down his phone onto the bed, and pulled a blanket onto his dick to hide it. Or attempt to hide it, at any rate, given the clearly visible tent. "Pumpkin! I thought you were sleeping!" said Carrot, laughing nervously.

Pumpkin averted her eyes from her naked dad, blushing. "I, uh… I heard you groaning and I thought you might've gotten hurt."

"Oh, well, y'know, I'm just fine, hun," said Carrot anxiously. "You can go now."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll…" It was then that Pumpkin's gaze happened upon Carrot's phone. When she saw what was on the screen, her eyes narrowed. She walked angrily towards the bed and picked up her dad's phone. "I knew it!"

On the screen was a photo from Pumpkin's brother, Pound Cake. It was a closeup of their mother, blimped up with a whole puddle of cum leaking from her cunt. "I knew it! I knew that something was up when Mom and Pound went off on that vacation! Oh, this is a new low…"

"It's nothing to get mad about," said Carrot, his voice reassuring, with a tinge of sadness.

"No, I'm gonna get mad!" Pumpkin shouted furiously. "What does Pound have that you don't, huh? Why does he get to drag your wife all the way to Manehattan for a romantic Hearts and Hooves Day vacation while you stay here in Ponyville, jacking off to photos he sent you after having sex with her?"

"Plenty of creatures have more than one partner," said Carrot. "If it makes your mother happy, then—"

"But does it make you happy?" asked Pumpkin pointedly. "I can't imagine it does. Seeing your wife getting all romantic with her son, while she barely gives you the time of day."

"Well, it's…"

"How often has she said 'I love you?' Since she started seeing Pound?"

Carrot Cake stuttered. "Not as often these days, but I don't know if that's…"

"When was the last time she made love to you?"

Carrot Cake's jaw dropped. "Pumpkin Cake, I really don't think you should be asking your—"

"Tell me! When was the last time Mom had sex with you?! Just the two of you, not you watching her fuck Pound!"

Carrot Cake stayed silent for a moment. But when he saw the fire in Pumpkin’s eyes as she demanded an answer, his face dropped. "Five years ago. On my birthday."

Pumpkin shook her head. "That's not right. You deserve so much more from her. I mean, you're the perfect stallion, and she just leaves you behind so she can bang the colt you raised with her?"

"That's sweet, Pumpkin, but I don't know if I'd say that I'm the perfect stallion," said Carrot humbly. "If Pound is what your mom wants from a lover, then that's alright with—"

"No," interrupted Pumpkin forcefully. "Listen to me, Dad. You're funny, you're kind, you cook a mean cake, you always put a hundred and ten percent into showing your love for the people around you. You're everything that somepony could want in a stallion, and if Mom can't see that, it's her loss. I mean, for Celestia's sake, you're the stallion of my dreams!"

Immediately, Pumpkin realized what she'd let slip in her furious rant, and covered her mouth with her hands.

"...Oh, crap," Pumpkin whispered to herself.

"Now, when you say that…" Carrot said slowly, carefully. "You don't mean…?"

Pumpkin sighed. "Yeah. I have a crush on you. I've had a crush on you for a long, long time. Since I was a filly. When everypony else was talking about the cute colts they liked at school, I was thinking to myself about how much I wanted to marry my dad." Pumpkin chuckled darkly to herself. "It made me feel like a weirdo."

"Pumpkin, I had no idea," Carrot said sympathetically. "It doesn't make you a weirdo. Plenty of mares had fillyhood crushes on relatives," he said reassuringly.

"But it wasn't just a fillyhood crush. If anything, it got stronger when I grew up. When I first went into heat, it was you who I fantasized about. It was you who I wanted to carry the foals of.

"I wanted so badly to be with you. And after Pound and Mom got together, I wanted to have with you what they have with each other. Especially once I noticed the way you would stare at my tits," Pumpkin punctuated her words by lifting up her watermelon-sized breasts. "So I knew you were at least a little interested."

Carrot's face turned red. "You noticed?"

"Well, yeah," Pumpkin said with a roll of her eyes, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "You're not subtle, Dad."

"I…"

"It was the one upside to having these, I'd say," Pumpkin said sharply. "Hard to deal with the back pain, having to get custom fit bras since they're bigger than any normal cup size, everypony staring at me, hitting on me. It made me resent these big fat lumps on my chest. But when it's you staring at me?" Pumpkin gazed into her father's eyes, a soft smile on her face. "It made me feel pretty, having the stallion I wanted showing that he was into me. Even if it was just for my body. And even if he didn't mean to."

"Oh, Pumpkin," said Carrot. "There's more to love about you than just your body. You're a fun-loving, perky gal who always takes charge. Anypony would be lucky to have you for their mare."

"Geez, Dad," Pumpkin said with a chuckle, blushing and smiling at the compliments from the dad she'd been crushing on for so long. Then, a lightbulb went off in Pumpkin's head. "Now, when you say that…" she said cheekily in an imitation of her dad's voice.

It was cute, Pumpkin thought, the way Carrot's face turned red. "I— well— y'see— what I meant was— He stuttered like a broken record. Maybe worse than a broken record, even.

"Dad," said Pumpkin firmly. "Do you like me? I mean, like me that way, the 'special somepony' way." She gazed deep into her father's eyes.

"I don't know that I want to talk about this anymore, honey…" Carrot whimpered quietly.

"It's just a simple question. If you don't wanna be with me, it should be easy to say so."

"I—" Carrot started. But nothing further came out. And the minute and a half of silence that followed, that spoke volumes in itself.

Pumpkin smiled perkily. "That settles it, then! We'll be boyfriend and girlfriend the same way Pound and Mom are!" she declared as she got off the bed, took off her shirt, and kneeled down in front of Carrot, wrapping her large breasts around his cock. "And the first thing we'll do is take care of your little problem."

"Pumpkin, honey, are you really sure about this?" Carrot asked anxiously. "I mean, even if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, which I'm not saying we are, it seems a bit fast to be going straight to us having sex. Doesn't it?"

"Well, what else would we do?" asked Pumpkin. "It's not like we'll be going on dates. Pound and Mom sure don't. At least not here in Ponyville," she corrected herself bitterly. "Plus. You were already horny, seeing you horny made me horny, this seems like a good solution."

Carrot bit his lip. Pumpkin could see how conflicted he was. On the one hand, he knew it would be wrong to have sex with his own daughter. On the other hand, he wanted to fuck Pumpkin despite his own moral objections to the prospect. And just as Pumpkin said, Carrot was in fact horny. "...Okay."

Pumpkin licked her lips. "Great."

With Pumpkin's tits wrapped around Carrot's length, there was only about a few inches peeking out from the top, though the fact any of it was visible was a testament to her father's length. Eyeballing it, Pumpkin had to estimate that her father's dick was well over two feet long, maybe nearing two and a half. Pumpkin made a note to herself that she should use a measuring tape to find out for sure.

Pumpkin took her tits in her hands and began to massage her dad’s cock. She could feel it throbbing between her mounds, and she relished in Carrot’s pleasured moans. “How’s that feel, Dad?”

“Oh, honey, it feels… it feels…” Carrot spoke breathlessly, using a hand to lovingly stroke the mane on his daughter’s head. “It feels perfect.”

Those were just the words Pumpkin was wanting to hear. She’d fantasized about this for decades. Bringing this sort of pleasure to the stallion she loved. And it made… Well. Pumpkin couldn’t say that all the troubles of having such supersized breasts were worth it for this moment. But the knowledge of how much Carrot loved them was probably the only good thing to have come from them.

As she gazed at the throbbing length between her tits, Pumpkin licked her lips. And curiously, she took a lick of Carrot’s length. “Ah!” Carrot squealed. And Pumpkin grinned.

Deciding then to go further, Pumpkin began to take Carrot’s dick into her mouth, starting with the tip. "Oh, Pumpkin…" Carrot moaned. Pumpkin wondered to herself when the last time was that Cup did this for him.

As she sucked on his dick, covered in sweat, Pumpkin noted the salty, musky taste. Evidently, Carrot hadn't washed it before she walked in, but then, he had only been expecting for his own hand to be in contact with it. And besides, she found that she liked the taste of it.

It only took a couple minutes of this combination titfuck and blowjob before Carrot blew his load. He screamed in pleasure, his hand holding down Pumpkin's head as cum blasted out of his dick.

Her eyes widened at the force of it. Not that she had any other ponies to compare it to, but the feeling of her mouth filling up with cum was overwhelming at first. She ended up gulping down spurt after spurt of cum, her father thrusting his hips up and humping her mouth.

The flavor of his cum was bitter, but also mildly sweet. It was a pleasant taste, and Pumpkin thought to herself that even if Carrot hadn't been holding her head down on top of his dick, she would've been more than happy to swallow it all up.

After a solid minute of Carrot pumping his daughter full of seed, his climax finally died down, and he released his grip on her head. Pumpkin raised her head and took one last gulp.

"Sorry, hun…" Carrot panted out in between gasps. "I don't know what came over me."

"Sorry for what? That was fucking amazing," Pumpkin replied.

"You really liked that?" Carrot asked, uncertainly. "I know I'm not the best stallion in bed. And I didn't have the greatest stamina either."

"Dad, please. Stop selling yourself so short. Trust me when I say, there is no dick I'd rather suck, and no stallion whose cum I'd rather drink," Pumpkin said as she stared into Carrot's eyes with a confident smile, before her gaze turned to the meat between her dad's legs, still as hard. "Although… it looks like you've still got another round in you," she said with a mischievous grin.

"Oh, Pumpkin, that's alright. You don't have to–"

"But I want to." The tone of her voice made it clear there was no room for debate. "You really think I'm gonna be done with the stallion I've been thirsting for my whole life, after just a blowjob and a titfuck? Nah. We're done when you absolutely can't get it up anymore, and not a second sooner."

Pumpkin caught a glimpse of Carrot's dick throbbing at the sound of her domineering voice. Seemed as though she'd discovered her dad's fetish for dominant girls. "Now just sit tight…" she said firmly as she straddled his crotch, lining the tip of his dick up with her pussy. "...while I take what's mine."

"Pumpkin, no!" Carrot pleaded. "We don't even have a condom…"

Pumpkin rolled her eyes. "Dad. C'mon. I'm not even in heat. And besides, I saw some morning after pills in the cabinet, so we're doubly safe."

"Well…" Carrot said, uncertain. "Alright then."

Pumpkin smiled and bit her lip as she lowered herself down onto her dad's dick, her pussy parting for a penis for the first time in her life. "Oh, fuck…" she moaned. It was a strange feeling, to have a dick up her pussy. It felt like a rush running through her body, a warmth that was scratching an itch she hadn’t known she had, not when she was out of heat. It wasn’t that her vagina had felt empty before then. But the euphoria of having her dad in her pussy made Pumpkin feel complete. “Oh, Celestia, this is so much better than my fingers!” she exclaimed once she’d taken in as much as she could. It was not much further than his medial ring. But it was more than enough to bring a great sense of satisfaction to father and daughter alike.

"Is this your first time?"

"Yeah," Pumpkin muttered as she slowly began to bounce on Carrot's cock. "I was… I mean, not exactly saving myself for you. But I never found any other stallions I was interested in."

"Not one?" Carrot asked in disbelief.

"Nah. Not a single one. There was this time when I was in heat, I was desperate enough to ask Pound to breed me. But, like, you've seen that battering ram between his legs, right?" Pumpkin chuckled. "I know he likes to brag about having the biggest dick in Ponyville, but there's such a thing as too big, y'know? That elephant trunk of a dick is too thick to fit in pretty much anypony. I'm convinced the only reason Mom can fit him is 'cause she's loose from being such a big fat slut."

"Pumpkin!" Carrot was aghast at his daughter's blunt disparagement of her family. "You shouldn't talk about your family that way."

“Why not?” Pumpkin asked with a grin on her face. “They’re not here. They’re too busy over in Manehattan, banging like bunnies that took a bath in liquid horny. And you know I’m right, don’t you?”

Carrot was silent. Pumpkin knew that he wouldn’t say it. And maybe he did find Cup attractive. Many ponies had an admiration for ponies with her sort of shape. But whenever she caught his eyes wandering it was to ponies who were curvy, but on the skinnier side. Hourglass shapes with a thin waist but wide hips and large busts. Ponies like Pumpkin.

“Oh, Pumpkin…” Carrot moaned, taking hold of her plump butt.

Pumpkin moved back, taking hold of her left breast and pressing it into Carrot’s face. “Go on. Suck on my tits. I know you’ve been wanting to. Ever since I hit puberty and these melons started growing, you’ve been staring. And that bulge in your pants when you did, oh, I just knew what you wanted to do with them,” she said insistently. “I’m getting what I’ve always wanted. You should get the same, right?”

Hesitantly, Carrot took her nipple into his mouth and started suckling like a foal. “Nnngh, yes…” Pumpkin groaned. She hadn’t been expecting to feel anything from Carrot sucking on her knockers. Pumpkin thought it would just be for his pleasure while she rode his dick, but she hadn’t been prepared for the fireworks that would go off in her head. Carrot was being gentle, not sucking too hard, essentially just lightly kissing and flicking his tongue, but it was still absolute bliss for Pumpkin. She wondered if her mom had been as sensitive in her nipples, if Carrot had prior experience pleasuring a mare through her nipples. Or maybe he was just a natural.

With pleasure coming from two different areas of her body, it drove Pumpkin crazy. She began to bounce on Carrot’s cock with all the rapid speed and force of a freight train. “Yes! Yes!” she screamed. “Harder!” She grasped Carrot’s mane and pushed him into her breast, commanding him with both her voice and her hand to up the ante. Obeying his daughter’s order, he began to suck harder, even gently biting at her nipple.

Pumpkin knew that sex was supposed to feel good. That her friends and classmates had been so horny and willing to hook up was a testament to that. But this bliss she felt as she fucked her father was like nothing she’d felt before. It made Pumpkin want to play this game with her dad every day, and if her heat could make her horny before, she knew that Carrot wouldn’t get a break next time she went into season. Not if this was what she could expect every time.

With Carrot’s dick in her pussy and his mouth on her titty, Pumpkin felt as though she was moments away from orgasm. But at that moment, she heard Carrot’s voice, muffled by her breast. “Mmph! Mmph!”

Pumpkin released her grip on his head, and Carrot shouted “I’m cumming!”

Pumpkin could feel the swelling of his dick as it grew even bigger and harder, throbbing and pulsing and twitching inside her. And then came the cum. Spurts of seed shooting into her, filling her womb with his fluid. Same as it was when he came in her other end, there was an intense pressure behind the cum pumping inside her. And as he came, everything just felt warmer and wetter within her walls.

And even as Carrot was lost in the throes of orgasm, Pumpkin still continued to bounce on his crotch. “Pumpkin…” Carrot whimpered. “Stop…”

But Pumpkin ignored him, riding his sensitive cock all the way through his climax. After it had gone on for a while longer than his first orgasm in her mouth did, she wondered if her overstimulation of his genitals had prolonged his orgasm, or if perhaps it just brought him to multiple in a row.

Unfortunately, though, it had to come to an end after a couple minutes of cumming. She couldn’t feel his cum filling her anymore, and his dick began to go flaccid. Sighing, Pumpkin began to rise off her dad’s dick. A shame, really. She’d been so close to cumming herself.

Pumpkin admired the puddle of cum that leaked out of her filled cunt and onto his flaccid cock. “Geez, Dad,” she chuckled. “This is gonna be a bitch and a half to clean up tomorrow.”

“Sorry,” Carrot murmured apologetically.

Pumpkin smiled. “I’m just kidding. That was awesome! I’ve been fantasizing about this for practically forever, but the real thing was like… Whoa.”

For the first time all night, Pumpkin saw a genuine, soft smile on her dad’s face. She knew it had been a long time since Cup had sex with him, but when was the last time she had visibly, vocally, enjoyed it this much? Just then, a look of realization came over Carrot’s face. “Have you cum yet?” he asked.

“Huh?”

“Did you cum? When you were riding my dick, I thought I felt you getting tighter, but I wasn’t sure if you were cumming,” he explained.

“Well… no,” Pumpkin admitted. “I got close, though. But it’s alright.”

Carrot smiled and spoke softly to her. “Here, lemme show you a trick I used to use on your mother. Go on, sit against the headboard.”

Pumpkin did as he asked, sitting on the bed with her back to the headboard. Carrot crawled up beside her, pressing his right hand to her body, touching gently as it wandered down south. “This would always make her go nuts,” Carrot said nostalgically. “I hope it’ll make you feel just as good.”

His finger came into contact with Pumpkin’s pussy, rubbing at the outer lips before his pointer and middle finger both delved inside her. Quite easily, too, given how wet she’d gotten already. “Mmm…” Pumpkin moaned. She’d had her own fingers inside her before, she knew what it felt like. But it was so different to have somepony else do it. It wasn’t as big as his dick, of course, but it felt just as intimate, having Carrot right beside her as he explored her nethers.

It didn’t take long for Carrot to find her G-spot, the ridged area that always brought Pumpkin the most pleasure. “Yes, right there,” Pumpkin said breathlessly. Her clitoris winked, and Carrot rested his thumb on top of the spot where it showed itself, flicking it when it winked again.

Pumpkin hugged Carrot’s arm tightly, moaning and groaning from the sensation of Dad stimulating her pussy. “Dad… I’m almost there…” she whimpered.

Carrot made one last rub against her G-spot before moving over to her clitoris and curling his fingers in something resembling a come-hither motion. “Fuck!” Pumpkin screamed as her climax finally came.

It was like an explosion inside her. Her eyes widened, her tongue lolled out, and her legs kicked up in the air as an avalanche of pleasure came over her, a sudden all-encompassing release of all the tension that had been building up since she and Carrot first got started. She could feel her pussy squeezing tighter around her dad’s fingers, her clitoris winking and her pussy squirting out both her own juices and the cum that Carrot had filled her with just a few moments ago.

And after it was over? Carrot pulled his fingers out of his daughter and into his mouth, cleaning up all the cum that they’d gotten covered in from fingering her. “Holy shit, Dad…” Pumpkin whispered, out of breath from the climax she’d just had.

“Did you like it?”

“Like it?” Pumpkin chuckled. “I fucking loved it!” She rested her head on his shoulder and relaxed in post-coital satisfaction. “Dear sweet Celestia, Dad, you really are the whole package,” she said dreamily.

Carrot gave a sad half-smile. “I’m glad you think so. I just wish your mother felt the same way.”

Pumpkin turned to face her dad, staring him in the eyes. “Hey, Dad. Listen to me. I don’t know why Mom’s not interested in you anymore. And honestly? I don’t care. You deserve a better mare than her. You don’t deserve somepony who’ll leave you hanging for years. You don’t deserve somepony who’d leave her loving husband behind and spend Hearts and Hooves Day over in another city with some other stallion. And if that’s the kind of mare Mom is? Then you don’t need that pudgy pile of lard anymore. ”

Pumpkin leaned in closer to her dad until their muzzles were just inches away, pressing her breasts into his chest as she wrapped her arms around his shoulder. “Not when you have me,” she spoke in a quieter, huskier voice.

Then, their lips connected for the first time. It was sloppy, given that Pumpkin had never made out with anypony in her life and it had doubtlessly been years for Carrot. But it still felt good. No, it felt great. Pumpkin felt lighter than a feather as their tongues wrestled, swapping spit and showing affection for one another in a way that they never could when they were just father and daughter.

To Pumpkin, it was proof. Undeniable proof that this was more than just a one-night incestuous fling. Proof that his love for her was romantic as well as familial. And to know that for sure after a decade of pining from afar? It felt perfect.

When their lips separated, they gazed into each other’s eyes. And over both of them came a gentle, loving smile. “I love you, Dad.”

Carrot gave her one more peck on the lips before he replied, with all the same romantic affection that he’d shown his wife long ago. “I love you too.”

But then, Pumpkin felt something poking up against her belly. A certain something that she’d gotten very well-acquainted with just moments ago. It seemed as though Carrot wasn’t quite through yet, his dick having grown long and hard yet again. “Looks like you’re ready for more,” said Pumpkin as she licked her lips.

Carrot laughed nervously. “Oh, honey, we really don’t have to— I mean, it’s getting late and—”

“No,” said Pumpkin firmly, shutting him down. “I meant what I said earlier. We’re going until you can’t get your little friend up at all. And if that takes all night? We’re gonna be going all night.”

Carrot gulped. “Oh, Celestia have mercy on me…” he whispered to himself.

Pumpkin wasn’t sure how many times her dad came inside her. She started losing count after the sixth orgasm. But however many rounds she and Carrot had gone for, it looked like he was finally fully tuckered out, lying on his back and gasping for breath. A rub of his flaccid penis brought her only a pained whimper.

Pumpkin ran a hand over her belly. With so much cum inside her, she could have sworn it had grown slightly. And pussy was leaking from her cunt like water from a sink. If Carrot really was done, well, she was more than satisfied.

She heard snoring, and looked to see Carrot having fallen asleep, just moments after finishing. Pumpkin yawned, and glanced at the clock. It was 3:00 A.M., technically the morning after Hearts and Hooves Day. And with how exhausted she and Carrot had been from fucking for hours, she certainly felt like she could use a nice sleep.

But before she went to bed, Pumpkin picked up Carrot’s phone and started the camera. She made sure to point it so that both she and Carrot were in frame, with a nice view of their naked bodies both covered in cum and sweat. She smiled for the camera, clicked, and sent it to Pound’s phone. The text message she included was only one sentence long, and she hoped her brother and mother would understand what it meant.

Happy Hearts and Hooves Day!