(MLO) Pounding The Cake Family 3: Circulus Masturbationem...

Warning: Clop

>Day “Pounding The Cake Family 3: Circulus Masturbationem Repugnantia” in Equestria
>Be a very nervous Pound Cake
>Last night you got a little too intimate with your aunt
>And by that you mean you came all over her stomach after drunkenly dry humping her in the middle of a farm
>Because of that, you were a nervous wreck
>Luckily you didn’t have school, but instead you spent every moment just sitting on your bed, thinking of when the hammer will drop
>Maybe Pinkie will tell mom and dad, and they will disown you
>Or maybe Pinkie will go public, and force you in to exile
>Perhaps, instead, she might go full crazy and murder you in your sleep
>…
>It was almost evening, which meant you spent all day lying on your back in bed
>And you were famished
>Swallowing your fear you left your room and went downstairs to the kitchen
>But as soon as you hit the last step you saw her
>Pumpkin was sitting on the couch, reading a book
>The moment your hoof touched the bottom step her eyes locked onto yours
>”Hey… Pound…”
>Oh horseapples
>”I think you should talk to AUNT Pinkie”
>She stressed the relationship the pink mare had to me with a click
“…yea…”
>She looked at me with an almost audible disgust
>”She’s been in the basement for the past five hours organizing flour sacks…”
>Oh Celestia…
>Your stomach sunk to your gut
>With your head held low, you turned to the kitchen and walked into the basement

>Before you even hit the first step you could hear your aunt below
>”…bag 21, triple double check! Bag 22, triple double check! Bag 23… Bag 23!? Where is bag 23!”
>”Oh, here it is, right next to bag 22. Triple double check!”
>You walked down the stairs as silently as you could
>How could you start this?
>Hey Aunt Pinkie, sorry for forcing myself on you. We cool?
>Darn it…
>Before you knew it you reached the bottom of the stairs
>Pinkie hadn’t noticed you yet
>She was standing on her two hind legs, reaching the top shelf of a storage rack
>After every bag she checked off she swayed over a bit
>Bouncing her flanks-
>POUND! FOCUS!
>You shook your head
>When you realigned yourself you saw that Pinkie was looking at you from over her shoulder
>Her flank was still slightly swaying
>And you found your eyes naturally drifting to it
>”Hey Pound”
>Her voice snapped you out of it
>It was softer, less energetic than it usually was
>”We need to talk”
“We need to talk”
>You both spoke at once
>…

“Wait, please, let me go first…”
>You took a deep breath
>And sat down, lowering your head, and staring at a particular patch of brick on the floor
“I’m so sorry Aunt Pinkie. I.. I know I was a little drunk, but that doesn’t justify what I did…”
>You could feel tears starting to drip onto your nose
“It’s just that… a while ago I had a… dream about you. And, it was one of ‘Those’ dreams…”
“And ever since then, for some reason, I really really wanted to rut- er… be with you”
“I saw some of the pictures that were hidden in your horseshoe box, back of you back when we were foals. The ones where you were wearing black thigh-high socks and were…”
>You voice caught in your throat. There was no way you could say what she was doing
“Uhh.. doing things. And I sort… of… “
>The tears were falling freely from you
“…clopped… to… them…”
>You sucked in some air and were trying your best to keep your composure,
>Yet you failed as you could feel the shame and despair well up from inside of you
“I’m so sorry aunt Pinkie. I never meant to do that to you. I just… it’s just…”
>The bricks of the basement floor that made up your vision were starting to get stained from your leaking eyes
“I.. I don’t know what I thought. Please forgive me…”
>You looked up at her
“I don’t want to lose you…”
>You could see her across from you
>She was holding her hoof up to her mouth
>Her eyes were moist
>”Oh Pound…”
>In a moment she closed the distance between you too
>And held you in an embrace
>”Pound… Pound… Pound…”
>She holds you closer
>You could feel her heat
>Her heartbeat sounded against your ear
>Every thump was another reassurance that you won’t be losing her
>”Pound…”
>She tilts your head up so you can see her face
>She isn’t sad, or angry, just concerned
>”I don’t care what you do, I will always be your family…”
>”Pound, I love you…”
>There was a pause
>”…Just, I helped raise you from when you were just a little foal”
>Your heart sunk a bit
>”I saw you take your first steps, your first flight, the first word you spoke…”
>She nuzzled you a bit, in a non-sensual manner
>”Pound, I will always be here for you… you don’t have to worry about that”
>You resided yourself in that small fact at least
>But she could feel your body slump a little bit as a sort of energy of desire left you

>Her hoof stroked your mane
>Your body sagged against her stomach
>As your eyes never left hers
>”…Although…”
>You ear twitched
>She took a deep breath
>”It is sort of nice having someone like you like that. It’s been a while…”
>Wait, what?
>”I… sort of have a confession too Pound.”
>”After the wedding, I sort of spaced out. I thought I took advantage of you.”
>She leaned forward and drew your head in a closer embrace
>”Its… been a while…”
>”When I was younger I would make friends with anyp0ny, any way I could…”
>”The things I did with other colts and mares…”
>Her face turned from a bright to a dark pink
>”Now a days they all settled down with a mare or two… no one wants to go full party anymore”
>”But… it was nice to be liked in that way again…”
>Your heart started beating faster
>”But Pound…”
>She looked into your eyes
>Her bright blue eyes locked onto yours
>It was if a sea of blue had encompassed your vision
>You didn’t care that you were in a cold damp basement
>You didn’t care that you came all over her the night before
>You didn’t care that your sister knew and would likely kill you for it
>You just didn’t want to lose her…
>…
>With a small lean upwards, you brought your face closer to hers
>She had a look that was a cross between a smile and a cheeky grin
>Before you knew it, her lips united with yours
>It wasn’t long, just a small peck
>And you both quickly drew back from one another
>But her eyes still stared into yours
>And you had to have more

“Pinkie…”
>”Yes Pound...”
>You were breathing like you just flew a marathon
“Wh… what was…”
>She cut you off with another kiss
>Her tongue quickly invaded your mouth
>In a sigh of relief you opened wider and let her in
>Both of your tongues intertwined for a while
>Tasting each other
>You could taste something like bubblegum and sour
>You wondered what she tasted
>After a few moments you broke the kiss
>Panting, she looked at you and started caressing your mane
>”Pound… we shouldn’t be doing this…”
>You only moaned and leaned into her
>She continued to stroke your head
>”You… I’m like your aunt, your family…”
>You breathed her scent in deeply as your face was buried in her chest
>She leaned back and started to pull you on top of her
>”We… really… really… shouldn’t be doing this…”
>Your lips touched again
>Your breaths coming in and out in bursts
>Your scents mixing with each other
“Pinkie…”
>”Yes Pound?”
“D-Do you want me to stop, and just go upstairs and leave you alone?”
>She pauses for a moment
>With you on top of her, inches away from her face
>Your shaft hardening under the circumstances
>”Pound…”
>You could feel your heartbeat in your member
>She looked in your eyes again
>”Just... let’s make this memorable”


>With a passionate kiss your lips met again
>And you scooted backwards, dragging your organ along her stomach until it reached her thighs
>Breaking the kiss, you lined yourself up
>And in a single thrust you pushed forward
>…
>Only to miss and end up probing her inner thighs
>”Hehehe, Pound… Here…”
>Her hoof grabbed a hold of you and aligned it with her entrance
>Then, with a motion of her hips she slammed down, enveloping you in her tight warm folds
>It is at this moment your biology overtook your morality
>As you began rocking your hips back and forth
>Every inch of her hole surrounded you like a warm silk glove
>Each thrust drove you further and further in
>You would not last long
>With a glance upwards you saw Pinkie
>Her eyes laden and her mouth in a small smile
>You leaned forward to kiss her again
>Only to drive yourself deeper inside of her
“Ohhh Celestia that-“
>You are cut off by her mouth
>But yet you continued to rock back and forth
>There was a tension quickly building in your balls
>With a wet smacking sound you pulled your mouth away
“Pinkie, I’m almost-“
>”Yes! Yes, me too. Just don’t s-s-s-taph!”
>Your hips were in overdrive
>Each bounce drove you from your flare to the hilt
>You were in bliss

>Soon after your mouth was invaded again by Pinkie
>With a moan she thrusted her tongue into your gasping jaw
>And you felt her pussy start to pulsate
>This quickly sent you over the edge
>In a quick motion you pulled out
>And released your essence all over her thighs
>Her face was one of mid orgasm
>As she was being creamed by your own lust
>After a few moments you both let up, breathing heavily
>She rolled onto her side and brought you in a spooning position
>”Pound…”
“Yea Pinkie?”
>”We…”
>She paused for a moment
>”We can’t tell your mom and dad about this… or Pumpkin… or anyone…”
>”You… I… If ponies knew what we just did, they would… they might call me…”
>You didn’t care
>Wrapping your fore hooves around her neck you brought her close to you
“It’s alright Pinkie, I can keep a secret”
>After a few moments she got up
>”Well, I think I still have some work to do before your parents get home”
>Before you could get up also she leaned in and gave you a quick peck on the cheek
>”You should get out of here…”
>She said as she turned around, giving you a full eye of her creamed flanks and caressing your face with her tail
>”Unless you want to help…”
>Then, she gestured to the wall of huge bags of flour, salt, sugar, and other baking supplies
“Ehh… T-That’s okay Pinkie”
>You backed towards the stairs
>But before you left
“Pinkie?”
>”Mhhhh?”
“What… what does this make us?”
>Her face went from a gentle smile to a look of relief and happiness
>”It doesn’t make us anything we weren’t already Poundie!”
>And with that, plus a quick nuzzle, you parted ways

>An hour later you were on your bed
>You can’t believe what had happened…
>You don’t know why, you don’t know how, but…
>…
>You also think you might be a bit messed up in the head from this
>Come on, how many p0nies have their first love as one of their family members
>Also, how many p0nies lose their virginities to their aunt in the basement of a pastry shop?
“Celestia… what the hell happened?”
>You say with seriousness, but also with a smile on your face
>Before your thoughts could wander any further you hear a knock on your door
“Open”
>There, after a mild blue magical glow, stood Pumpkin
>And she looked…
>Concerned? Angry? Inquisitive?
>”Pound”
“Pumpkin”
>”Did you talk to Aunt Pinkie?”
>Her voice sounded a little on edge
“Yea…”
>”…And?”
“And what?”
>She walked right next to where you were not sitting on your bed
>”Seriously? About what happened at the wedding?”
>How could you tell her?
>What would you tell her?
“Look… We talked...”
>”And!?”
>She leaned in to get nose to nose with you
>Her face at first one of rage and disgust
>Then, one of confusion as she sniffed
>”…Pound…”
“Yeah?”
>”…Why do you smell like Aunt Pinkie Pie?”
>Your heart stopped for a moment
>Her face went blank
>”…Tell me you didn’t…”
>You had no words, only a look of shock
>”I don’t believe it…”


>She turned her head away for a moment, before snapping it back to face you
>”HOW COULD YOU!? WHY WOULD YOU?! WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!?”
“PUMPKIN! Look, I don’t want… I don’t expect you to-“
>”What in Tartarus is wrong with you?”
>She magically pulls you off your bed
>”What? The pretty mares at school didn’t pay enough attention to you?”
>What?
“Hey! That isn’t what this is-“
>She telekinetically shoves you a bit
>”What? Dinky wasn’t pretty enough? Or Pinchy? Or any one of the other mares in class that have a crush on you?!”
>Wait, What!? Hold on
>She shoves you again away from your bed
>”Why? Why AUNT Pinkie? What are you, a freak?!”
>Again she shoves you, but this time into a corner of your room
“What the buck are you talking about!? Stop this!”
>With a forceful shove you push her away
>There is a lull in shouting for a brief moment
>Then, with all of her anger, she launches at you
>It wasn’t a very glorious fight
>After a few minutes she had you beat
>Your wings and agility was not match in a room for her magic and rage
>She stood above you
>As your crumpled body was lying next to your dresser
>Nothing seriously broken or damaged, just your pride

>She looks down at you
>”Why?”
>You were speechless, you couldn’t answer that
>”…Do you know…”
>She pauses for a moment, thinking of the words
>”…There are four colts in our class, including you…”
>She sat down, still staring at you
>”And about 20 mares… Why…”
>She pauses
>”Dinky has a crush on you, and she kept bugging me to get her closer…”
>”Why not her? She’s pretty, she’s smart, she graduates a bit earlier than you but that shouldn’t matter…”
>”Why do you have to waste your romance on… Why do you… Why Pinkie?”
“…Why do you care?”
>”Because! You are supposed to…”
>She takes a deep breath
>”It’s not normal. Ponies don’t buck their family you idiot!“
>She stops
 “Sis…”
>You get up
“Why can’t I just… be with Pinkie?”
>”Because it’s wrong!”
>She tries to shove you again
>But you quickly bum rush her, pinning her to the ground before she can grab you with her magic
“Why is it wrong? Why do you care!?”
>”…”
“Why can’t I love who I want? It isn’t that bad!”
>Her face turns, and she mutters something
“…What!?”
>”I said if it wasn’t that bad then show me”

>…
>You couldn’t have heard her right
>”What? If it’s okay for her than why not me, huh? Why not show me?”
“Si- Pumpkin…”
>She tilts her neck up and kisses you on the forehead
>”I just… don’t want to lose you both if people find out about you two…”
>”What do you think people will say about you? What do you think they will do to Pinkie?”
>”I can hear it, ‘taking advantage of an underage colt’, ‘rape’, ‘foaliphile’…”
“They won’t find out”
>She lets out her breath, and slightly shifts under you
>”…So… why not show me?”
>Your mind is torn
>On one hoof, she’s your sister, you grew up with her
>But on the other, she just wants to be close, she doesn’t want to lose you to what others may think, she wants to be in the same situation as you
>However, your body knows exactly what to do with a cute unicorn underneath it
>Your organ begins swelling
>You nudge your head closer to hers
“Pumpkin… are you sure?”
>She nods and leans in for a quick kiss
>”Just… I’ve never…”
>She squirms a bit more
>”I’d rather have my first with someone I trust…”
>She leans in again and kisses you a bit deeper
>You lean down and return the favor

>With a quickness you can feel her wetness hot-dogging your erection
>As you continue kissing her you pull back and thrust forward
>Only to rub yourself along her flat stomach, getting a small giggle out of her
>Which quickly traveled through her lips and into yours
>You pulled back again and thrust, this time penetrating her slit
>It was tight, almost too tight as you could only work yourself halfway in
>Pulling out and thrusting again you managed to make a little headway
>Eventually, after a few thrusts, you were able to completely bottom out
>And make your sister produce the cutest faces and moans
>Right up until she pulled your face down to hers and started kissing you
>It wasn’t as experienced as Pinkies, but a lot more passionate
>Her tongue darted in and out, caressing your teeth and lips
>At the same rhythm you darted in and out of her, pleasuring her inner crevice
>Her moans and grunts shuddered into your mouth and cock
>When you grabbed her thighs and pulled you suddenly realized that this isn’t going to last much longer for either of you
>As your lust overcame you, your cockhead flared inside
>You didn’t have time to react before your seed flowed out into her contracting womb
>All you could do was moan in bliss

>Afterwards you pulled out, releasing a few more spurts which fell on her thighs
>She quickly pulled you back into an embrace and rested her head on your side
>”Mhh…. Pound…”
>The vibrations of her voice could be felt through your chest
“Yea…”
>”I still think what you- what we did was wrong…”
>You looked down at her
“But you were the one-“
>She shushed your mouth with another kiss
>”And I don’t care”
>In a cuddling caress you both began to doze off, lying on your bedroom floor
>”Just… one thing…”
“Hmm?”
>”It’s… probably okay this time… but next time, you shouldn’t come inside me…”
>Your mind skipped a step as you realized that little detail
>Before you could think of it any further, your dear sister was fast asleep on your chest
>And a single blue eye was peaking at you from your door frame