Time for a bath.

by flodoomable

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 2020

As his sister begins her bathroom ritual Dreamweaver finds himself drawn to her. can he resist his urges for the sake of his family?

Looking at fillies in the shower, how can anyone blame somepony for doing such naughty things when the sight looks so alluring? This is something wich Dreamweaver wants to find out, but what if the filly you're spying on appears to be your own sister?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-23 19:15:09 UTC

Like in the old days.

Late one night Dreamweaver walked through the castle, with the moonlight shining through the large color-glass windows.  A dark-red haired, blue eyed and jet-black coated alicorn wearing the armor of a regular Royal Guard. It was a night like so many others, although.. this one felt different somehow. He was on his way to his room in one of the towers when he heard the trickling of water drops in his vicinity. At the end of the hallway he saw Luna’s bedroom door. He recognized the sound for it could only mean that his sister was showering. He noticed there was a distinct lack of guards by her door, just like it always was when Celestia’s guards would change their shift with Luna’s guards. Carefully looking around the dimly lighted hallway, the dark red shadow like pony snuck into his sibling’s room. The room was black because the lights were turned off, it seemed that Luna didn’t find it necessary seeing as she was the princess of the night anyway. Her walls were littered with paintings and sketches of various creatures known to Equestrian lands. When entering the room he saw the balcony and Luna’s desk on his right, her bed in front of him and a closet with the door to the bathroom to his left. He heard the newly arrived guards close the door behind him; he could always sneak out using the balcony. He could still hear the water drops fall to the shower floor ushering him to search the source like a pheromone in a flower’s sweet nectar drawing a bee. Walking closer to the bathroom door it appeared unlocked as usually. Peeking in through a crack in the door he saw Luna busy with her hair. Putting shampoo in it and rubbing it in a circular motion through her long luscious light blue locks.

Weaver couldn’t take his eyes off of her, not that he wanted to anyway. His feathers stiffened as he observed how the water sprayed onto his sister, how it flowed over her enticing muzzle and lips, how it streamed over her nearly impossibly attractive body, wetting her coat and how it then trickled down her teats onto the surface below. The princess moved the shower nozzle over her head and down her body, she soaked her tail and put the shampoo in it as well. She washed thorough but cared to keep her elegant hairs unharmed. The young colt felt the lust for her rising in his limbs but knew that it shouldn’t be, this was wrong in so many ways so all he allowed himself would stay with admiring from a distance. It hadn’t been the first time he had watched her while she cleaned herself, every time he would enjoy it more. The dark blue mare washed the shampoo out of her mane and tail. For a moment when washing her tail, she kept the nozzle between her legs moaning slightly. A small brush she used for her tail made a quick swoop down her loins as well. She quickly placed back the nozzle in the shower and turned the bath cranes with her magic. She spoke to herself, almost like following instructions. “My hair is done, now for my body.”  The beautiful pony grabbed a bottle of soap and poured a big part of it in. she seemed happy and swayed her wet tail around making it stick to her right back leg, accidentally giving her sibling behind the door a full view. The colt tried to control himself but felt that his breath had become heavy and more of his body parts had stiffened. He felt a strong urge to satisfy her needs, but couldn’t bring up the courage. He bit his lip as he noticed her stretching her legs one by one over the side of the bath. With a short breath she dove into the water submerging herself completely. Weaver jumped from Luna’s sudden action and opened the door further to see if she was okay. Just when he was about to help her Luna came up again.

Weaver covered the stiffness down his body with his wings and felt dreadful over how his sister would react. It didn’t take long for Luna to notice her brother standing next to her, but she hadn’t yet noticed the most obvious thing. She receded into the now bubble filled bath, partially covering her lower body with the white foam. “Little brother, what brings you here?” she chuckled nervously and looked him over. The aroused jet-black coated brother searched for the right words but couldn’t find any. “I-I just..”  The mare tried to guess his reason but couldn’t help playing her fantasy. “d-did you want to bathe with me like in the old days perhaps?” Weaver blushed heavily but knew he had to refuse. “Yeah, I’d like to..” a realization just shot through his mind, did he just say yes?  Luna felt her face become red like a lobster as she motioned him to enter the bath. Weaver stepped in slowly keeping his stiffness covered by his wings, once in the bath with his lower body covered by the bubbly layer on the water he repositioned his wings as if nothing had happened. Luna needed something to distract her mind and playfully blew a hoof full of bubbles against him. The two laughed while blowing bubbles at one another, Luna attacked her brother with a tickling attack, it was very effective.  The waves made by the two were high enough to pour over the rim. Weaver moved closer to Luna almost forcing her again the bath rim, but when he tried to tickle her more intensely Luna moaned lovingly. “Dreamy.. what are you doing?”  Weaver felt how his stiffness had rubbed against her private region and how she reflexively moved her body in a more compatible position. Neither of them said a word as if the shock from the sudden actions had placed them in a reflexive rhythm of lust.  The two siblings moaned as they kept a steady amount of friction between his shaft and her slit. Luna placed her arms around Weaver’s neck and drew him in for a passionate kiss. “We can’t do this, but It feels so good” Weaver enjoyed her nuzzling as he placed one kiss after another on her soft neck. Looking into her eyes he found himself nearly at a loss of words by her beauty. He placed his lips on hers and licked her tong with his as he cooed. “I know, you’re too perfect to resist.” The by passion fueled colt felt how his partner slowly pushed the tip of his member within the folds of her slit. He looked up at her. “A-are you sure?” He blushed heavily “You’re my first.” His sister gave him a quick peck on his lips and a nod. While not even hiding the blush that appeared on her face she nodded at him. “You’re mine too.” He grabbed her sides with his hooves and gently pushed his member further in. Luna drew her head back as she whispered loudly in his ear. “Deeper dreamy.. deeper.”  Luna exclaimed a loud yelp as she felt the head of Weaver’s member hit her cervix. The young pony stopped, he felt a pressure dwell up inside him as he felt Luna’s warm body convulsing around him. He locked lips with her once again, their horns sparking by their touch. He started pumping her love hole in and out, the splashing of the water send them both into a sex rush.

Every time he pushed in she would moan louder, she curved her hind legs around his back and locked him so that he couldn’t pull out further than halfway. They made sweet love like only two ponies that were new to the idea of sex could. Luna breathed loudly as she felt each push bring her to a point of pure ecstasy. She felt dizzy from her pussy being drilled into, her horn being rubbed against; the rocking of the small waves caused by the repetitive motions of their bodies and the feeling of her tong being caressed by that of her little brother. She felt a strange sensation in her horn and vagina, she felt his pacing quicken and his breaths getting shorter. “You feel it too don’t you?” he looked at his princess, his love. “I want to become one with you tonight.” Luna threw her brother off of him and made him land on his back. She mounted him making sure to have his full length neatly buried inside her doorway to pleasure. As she grinded her body over his meat stick she felt him pushing her hips down while he pounded her. They kept grinding and pumping trying to get as much enjoyment out of their partner as possible, but didn’t notice that their sounds of love where becoming louder. Demands for harder thrusts and screams of pent up ecstasy-fueled pleasure. The water almost began to form mini tsunamis from their high-paced movements. The jet-black alicorn felt that he was on the edge of opening his dam when he heard Luna’s voice. “I want your love inside me!” Dreamweaver thrusted rapidly into her before pushing his member into is sister’s cervix and blowing his load inside. Luna stopped all her actions as she felt his token of love fill her womb and his lips on hers. Her lover cherished that short moment when he felt unified with the mare he had been peeking on for months now. He admired the sparks that flew out of their horns and how they seemed to resemble fireworks. They moaned as wave after wave of pleasure hit them. Once Luna felt the last burst of tiny love commitments flood in she rose, making Weaver’s love key gradually slide out of its lock. She stepped out of the bath and grabbed a towel from the rack. “You really tired me out; I think I’m going to take a nap now.” His white seed could still be seen, pouring out of her slit ever so slowly. She dried herself off and walked towards the bathroom exit, before she left she blew Weaver a kiss. “Thank you dreamy, I love you.”

The young colt took the time to realize what luck had just bestowed upon him. He got out of the bath and pulled the plug with his magic. He dried himself off and walked out the bathroom, once out he saw Luna lying on the bed while she licked her hoof covered with the white goo that had poured out of her reproductive organ. He stopped and looked wonderingly at his sis. “Luna, what are you doing?”  Her ears perked up and turned in his direction. “Do you think I’ll get pregnant?” The young and naïve prince chuckled and came up to Luna’s bed to give her a kiss. “Silly filly, of course you won’t get pregnant. I’m too young to be a father” he walked into the hallway without a care on his mind. Once outside he was stopped by two lunar guards, one of the two spoke in an awkwardly curious tone. “What were you two doing in there? And don’t feel forced to leave out any details.” The alicorn thought for a second, trying to come up with a good excuse. “Err.. bathing?” The questioned colt dashed away to his room. The other guard gave a slightly disgusted look at the first. “You’re kinda creepy, you know that right?” The dark red haired colt reached the door to his room up in one of the highest towers in Canterlot castle. He opened his door to find Celestia lounging in his bed, dressed with stockings and an enticing nightgown. She looked at him with desire in her eyes; she spoke to him in what seemed like the most arousing naughty voice ever to be heard in Equestria.

“Hey there little brother, you left the bathroom door unlocked when you paid dear Luna a visit. Don’t worry; I’ll let her know you will be needing another bath once we’re done.”