Alex/Hope Wincest

>The hot days of spring brought many things to keep everyone in the family busy.0 Gilda, now a junior cadet in the Wonderbolts, found herself getting chewed out by RD almost all the time.
>Lyra and Bon-Bon also started their own comedy duet, and were a big hit in Ponyville. Who knew the one thing keeping Bon-Bon back was herself? As for the kids, well, they too had many things to worry about, and occupy their time.
>Alex in particular had the most to worry about; sharing a room with her sister was a source of contention. And there were times you had to break them apart and tend to a crying Hope as Alex sneered and stormed off.
>When pressed, Gilda just casually dismissed it as “Just one of those phases” and left it at that. Luckily those fights were few and far between, that cause of which was unknown to you.
>In the shower, Alex tries to drown her bubbling anger with a cold shower. But yet she finds that the cold does little for the heat in her loins. Leaning with her back against the wall, she slowly and firmly rubs the small tip of her clit.
>Every so often she lets out small, weak moans before panting, taking a small break, and doing it again. Not fully satisfied, she eyes a rather large bottle of soap and grips it with her claws.
>Looking at the small tip of it, and the large girth following, she slowly lowers it down below and awkwardly tries to penetrate herself. Getting the tip in slowly, she winces as she tries to push it deeper but stop when it becomes too painful.
>Suddenly there are 3 loud bangs on the door as Alex is caught both off guard, and scared shitless as Hope yells, “Hey Alex! I gotta shower!”
>Alex growls and looks towards the door, “Shut up! I’m showering!”
>Hope was never one to yell back or articulate in words how angry she was, and stammers a few times before bottling it up, and angrily going to the kitchen. At the sink she turns on the hot water full blast, vaguely remembering that Alex hated when the cold water would hit her. To her surprise, it had no effect.

>In your room, you scribble down the bills that need to be paid, while keeping a tally of money you have. 3 working parents did have its advantages. As you do your chores, Hope sneaks up on you.
>”Dad.” Her words startled you as you clench up and look down.
“Jesus Hope, you scared me.”
>”Alex is taking forever.”
“Again?”
>”And she yelled at me.”
>You sigh and tap on the desk for some busy work.
“God damn that girl, ok, I’ll talk to her when she gets out.”
>Hope smiles and hugs you tight before letting go and running off, she was hard to stay mad at her with how cute she was, even if she was smiling because her sister was gonna get in trouble. Still, you touch the side of your stomach and remember back to how big and squishy it felt when she hugged you. Your little girl isn’t so little anymore.
>Alex comes out of the shower toweling off her hair, and wearing a black sports bra, she at least started respecting your common courtesy laws.  Her bottom half however was still commando, it wasn’t too big a deal since it was really hard to see anything anyway. Unless you were really looking, which was something you found out on a whim of morbid curiosity.
>Hope smirks knowingly as Alex looks down at her, “What?”
>In a sing-song voice she replies ”Dad wants to talk to you~”
>Alex doesn’t seem as bothered as she was expecting, and inhales deeply before exhaling slowly and walking towards your room.
>Hope looks between her, and the shower before grinning. In your room, Alex opens the door and lets herself in as you set down your paper and pencil, “Yeah?”
“Alex, why are you being mean to Hope?”
>She raises her voice a bit in a small angry protest, ”Cause she freaking slammed on the door. She got me mad.”
“Ok, but she only did that because you were taking a 4 hour shower.”
>Alex looks to the side miffed, and mumbles “It wasn’t even 4 hours.”
“True, but it was still much longer than your normal 3 minute ones….whats wrong sweetie?”
>She looks back at you with a confused expression, “Huh?”
“Somethings bothering you, I can tell. What is it?”
>Alex looks towards the door silent as though waiting for something, suddenly you hear the shower turn on. She remains there a few moments later before turning back around and looking at the floor, “Its nothing.”
“We can talk about this somewhere else if you want?”
>She thinks about this for a few, but you can tell she is afraid of something. You get up and go to fully lock the door. On the otherside, Hope makes a break for it and hides as the door fully closes and locks, “Dang.”
>Back in the room, you walk over to your bed and sit down before patting the otherside, inviting her over. She timidly walks over and sits by you, looking at the bed itself, she seems lost in thought as you speak up.
“C’mon honey, what is it? You can tell me.”
>Alex refuses to say anything else and you can see her trembling a bit as well.
“Cold?”
>Like you had to ask, her nipples were practically gonna pierce out of her bra. Deciding not to wait, you get up and grab a blanket for her. Draping it over her, you bring her into a hug and rest your head on hers.
“I love you sweetie, and I want you to know you can tell me anything. So what’s wrong?”
>Alex loved you, and wanted to say what has been bothering her, but still fear held her back. As she ponders this, rub her shoulder reassuringly, causing that fire to reignite. Alex swallows down hard, and closes her eyes as she can feel her now dry parts getting damp again.
“Whats wrong?”
>”I..I..” She winces and curls up as though in pain.
“Are you hurt? Let me see.”
>You try to peek under the sheets but she fights back, it takes a moment but you manage to pull it apart and see a thick, clear fluid staining the sheets as the source was her.
“Oh shit.”
>You let go and let her go back to being covered, shame overtaking her and you.
“Ok, I’m sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were ok.”
>”It won’t stop.”
“Yeah it will, just give it a few…weeks. Trust me on this.”
>”No dad, it never goes away. It always keep coming, and I hate it.”
>Heat shouldn’t last that long, but then again; you don’t have much experience with half human half griffons.
“Well I mean just..take care of it ya know?”
>She shakes her head as you sigh, “Dad, is it bad I wanna…”
“Wanna what? Look, sex is fine, just use protection ok. And I really mean that Alex, you HAVE  to use protection.”
>”Really?”
“Yeah, I mean, you couldn’t be a kid forever. These things are just a part of growing up.”
>”So uhhh how do we do this?”
“For one, we pretend like this never happened. Two, we get these sheets cleaned up, and three, if you ever wanna you know, talk about this and stuff you don’t have to be ashamed to talk to me. I mean, I feel the same things you do, I can relate. Especially being human.”
>”Thanks dad.”
“No problem.”
>She gets up and awkwardly tries to hug you, but instead she goes in for a kiss. Thinking it was just a cheek kiss, you go in too but realize too late she was going in for something deeper.
>Locking lips with you, you stand in surprise as she fumbles around your mouth and rubs your shoulders. You pull back and find yourself trembling as well.
“W.what are you doing?”
>”Dad I love you, I really love you.”
“I love you too sweetie, but I can’t do this.”
>”Yes you can, you just said sex was fine if we use protection.”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t talking about me.”
>Alex pleads to you with pain, and longing in her eyes, the moment was swelling and taking you both over. The love of parent and child blurred in a heated embrace, and the closeness you two shared amplified this feeling of intimacy.
>You saw before you a strong, beautiful, and loving woman. And the bond you two shared almost made this feel right, but still, you knew this was a big mistake.
>”Please dad, I want this. I want you.”
>You suck in your lips and look to the door, the shower is still running. Nobody would know, but…
>On the bed, you and Alex writhe atop one another naked and feel every inch you can. Alex especially was using this time to explore you in ways she never dared to dream of.
>Despite wanting to do the same, you passively let her indulge in her curiosity while you rub her thick, firm butt and enjoyed the awkwardly fumbling of an inexperienced lover. Rubbing her scent all over you, she grinds her lower self against your knee and pants over you with her hot breath.
>Feeling her back off a bit, you gently lay her on her back and wait a moment as though silently getting permission. With her eyes she gives you the ok as you begin to move your right hand down below.
>She tenses up when you make contact and begin to slowly stoke her clitoris, but not just that, you also suck at her firm teat before taking the little dome thing into your moth and playing with it.
>Her legs quiver in short, violent spasms as she moans in sync with your constant fondling. Every so often she closes her legs and applies a gentle pressure against your hand, as though not wanting you to continue but in reality she is just trying to maximize her pleasure.
>Feeling its safe to move on, you begin to gently plunge your middle fingers into her soft, tight canal. She lets out an especially loud moan before tightly gripping your arm for reassurance.
>In and out, in and out you continue to penetrate her pussy and rub her clit, a kind of pseudo sex since neither of you had a condom. Alex tenses up harder than ever before; you can feel her climax coming to its peak.
>In garbled gibberish, she orgasms a torrent of what you can only call cum before going rag doll on the bed. Lying by her side, you watch her pant and tremble in short spasms of pleasure before she looks at you.
>Neither of you say a word but she slowly makes her way on top of you and begins to kiss you while feeling you up. After a few moments of this, she stops and rests her body on you while you gently scratch at her shoulder blade. Your dick pulsates in anticipation of seeing action of its own, and though you did not achieve orgasm you don’t care. This shared love making, and final barrier crossed was far more satisfying than any kind of physical release.
>”Dad?”
“Yeah?”
>”I love you.”
“I love you too sweetie.”
>In your shared embrace, you two remain like this as the shower runs in the background. However, on the other side of the door sits Hope, ear placed firmly on the wood.

>You slowly open the door to your kids room, and in your arms lays a sleeping naked Alex. The sticky fluids of sex still fresh on her body, you walk over to her bed and lie her down before covering her with a blanket.
>You had wanted to clean her off first, but the poor thing was exhausted. So you brought her to her room to sleep it off. It was not unusual or strange for her to sleep naked, so that won’t be a problem. And even her present condition could be chalked up to a wet dream, that and Alex was a smart girl, she can cover her own tracks.
>Looking at her sleep, you smile and honestly don’t feel bad about what the two of you just did. Before it happened, you thought you were a monster for it but now you see it as expressing your love on a deeper level. Or maybe that was you just rationalizing it? Still, she wanted it, and you wanted it. In the end so no long as nobody was hurt, it’s ok by you.
>You kneel down and kiss Alex on the forehead before getting up and going to the closet, opening it, you grab an extra blanket and drape it over her.
>Looking to the side you see Hope on her bed and just looking at you.
“Your sister is really tired, lets leave her alone for a bit ok?”
>”….”
“C’mon, you want some ice cream?”

>In the kitchen, Hope unusually sits quietly on the other side of the table and barely touches her ice cream. Around this point she would be licking the bowl, its not like you were gungho about ice cream either but Hope was never one to turn it down.
“You ok?”
>She doesn’t respond and instead just keeps looking down.
“Look, if its about Alex she’s not mad at you, she was just going through some stuff, but she’s better now.”
>She looks up at you and slides off her chair before walking over to you, and trying to crawl onto your lap. You laugh a bit in disbelief, but allow her access all the same.
“What’s wrong?”
>She gives you a quick peck on the cheek before just sitting there, in a moment your heart stops beating, what was she doing? Was she trying to be Alex? No, it was just a mistake it couldn’t be…another quick peck, but this time she continues to barrage you with kisses. You gently grip her and pull her away.
“Hope, what are you doing?”
>”Having sex?”
“No, that’s only stuff for mommies and daddies.”
>This sets her off, as she frowns and raises her voice “And Alex?!” Holy shit, “And I’m not stupid dad! You can say grownups, I’m one too!”
“We didn’t do anything; I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
>”Liar! I heard it, I heard everything! And I’m gonna tell mom!” Shitting bricks doesn’t even begin to describe how terrified you were, you were feeling a terror beyond comprehension, and you knew Hope, she was just petty enough to throw you under the bus.
>You grip her just firmly enough to show her you were being serious.
“Hope, listen to me, don’t tell your mother. I can get into really; really big trouble and I would have to go away. Do you want that? Do you want me to leave forever?”
>She pouts and really thinks about what she said and shakes her head, “No.”
“Ok, good. Listen, it wasn’t what you think, but we never can tell anybody about this got it?”
>She looks over at you and goes back to kissing you, before hugging you “Can we have a secret too? Can you love me like Alex?” You lean back and exhale tiredly.
“Oh holy shit.”

>In the bathroom, you undress as Hope stands naked before you, arms crossed and frowning, “I wanted to do it on your bed.”
“Well, the sheets are in the washer, and doing it any other place is out of the question. Besides, the bathroom is better.”
>”Why?”
“Because I’ve never done it here before, it’ll be just for us.”
>Somehow this picked up her sprits, and actually put her in an excited mood. Despite growing up physically, she was always kinda immature. It was cute, except when it caused her to go full blackmail like before.
>Still, the prospect of a secret relationship with you put you back on her good side. The side where she would never rat you out, and for now, that’s the best thing. Pulling down your final layer of clothing, she looks at your hard, throbbing dick and hesitates to do anything else.
>You walk over to her, and pick her up like a reverse piggy back ride, or rather a cowgirl position but not penetrating her. Your bare flesh connects, and spreads gentle warmth as you feel her tits press upon you. They were actually not as big as you had remembered, but they were a solid B cup. You rest your forehead against hers and smile.
“Are you sure you wanna do this sweetie?”
>”Why?”
“I don’t know, I just feel that a first time needs to be special. And I don’t want you to have that moment taken.”
>”You did it with Alex.”
“We didn’t actually do it, I just kinda..,jacked her off.”
>”Oh, so you and Alex have never done it?” You shake your head as she smiles “Then I really wanna do it.” You chuckle at how childish she can be, but stop before leaning in and kissing.
>Just like Alex, she thinks sex is all about how much she can grind herself over you. Not that you mind, the sporadic fondling is enjoyable in its own right. Still, in this position its hard to really do anything other than fuck her.
>So you set her down and turn her around before getting on your knees, “What are you doing?”
“Its ok, just relax.”
>You begin to rub her juicy butt and caress one cheek up and down as her tail begins to rise up like a car jack, “My tail, it’s moving on its own!”
“Its ok sweetie, just relax.”
>With a clean line of sight to her plump lower lips, you kiss them gently a few times before slowly sticking your tongue in-between them. Her scent was not as pleasant as her mothers, but it was still feminine enough to enjoy. Not only that, she was just as hot, and tight.
>You tilt your head to the side to run your tongue vertically along her fleshy walls, and also gently nibble at her lip with your own. Hope lets out surprised, and short bursts of moans, and gasping as her senses are assaulted. The wet and loose contracting in her is a clear indicator that she takes after her mother down below.
>Her horse pussy swells up, and is ready to accept anything that is inserted into it. But still, eating Lyra out was one of your favorite types of foreplay, and it was no different in this case.
>Stopping, you pull back and get up while cleaning your face. Hope takes a breather as she gets on her “knees” and takes the weight off from her legs. All the while you hop into the shower, and run the hot water.
>She pants up at you, “Are we done already?” With a smirk, you gently massage your dick.
“We haven’t even gotten started.”

>You lay on the bathroom floor as Hope sits on your face with her crotch, buried deep in it, you motorboat her lips and clit while eating her out. Her moans are bordering on waking the dead, and you do your best to bring her right to climax, and then denying her. The way she grips your hair was a prime indicator of when to lay off.
>The past 20 minutes have been spent doing this, and though you want to finish her off like this, you had much better plans.
>Rolling her onto her back, you slide her off and get up. Picking her up as well, you carry her to the tub and into the welcoming hot water.
>Hope moans in ecstasy as the water runs down her tits, and onto her more sensitive parts. Pressing her against the wall, you suck on her voluptuous tits as she giggles a bit. “Stop that, it tickles.”
“Sorry, but I love your tits.”
>You keep sucking on them and feeling them up as she tries to stifle her laughter, god only knows how long its been since you last got to play with tits. You were not gonna let this opportunity pass you by. You stop sucking to let your own dick rest, he too was nearing his climax and you wanted it to be a finisher she would never forget.
>Picking Hope up by her legs, and spreading them apart, you get ready for insertion and take a moment to reflect. This was not only going farther than what you and Alex did, this was gonna be straight up unadulterated fucking.
>Feeling you have reflected long enough, you push in every inch as the wall stops Hope from going further back. Hope moans and wraps her arms around you as the foreign object makes its way into her.
>”Oh dad, dad.” She moans into your ear as she talks to herself, she was loving it. If there was one thing you learned from having two wives, it was that horse pussy was the best. Strong, tight, and just loose enough for you to pound relentlessly without hurting them.
>In fact, they loved it, they loved to be violently ravaged in the heat of the moment, and then go back to cuddling after. Even your own daughter lost herself to her own instincts and pleasure. She wanted to be dominated, to be used like some fuck toy by a superior male, and you were more than happy to oblige in her desires.
>Like a piston you thrust in and out, going in deeper and deeper each time. Hope has both her arms, and legs wrapped around you, doing everything she could to hold on while you fucked her senseless. You don’t know if she had a hymen since you saw no blood, but regardless, you were not treating this like it was her first time.
>With Alex, it was more kissing and fondling than actual sex, but with Hope, the two of you barely kissed. It was all unapologetic fucking for you, you were showing Hope just what you have learned through your life. Her own feelings, or wants be damned, and she couldn’t get enough of it.
>You grip her butt and thrust in harder, and deeper than before. You didn’t care, you wanted to blast your cum deep inside her, consequences be damned.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God!”
>With her pushed against the wall, you spurt wave after wave of thick, gooey cum into her as she lets out weak moans of satisfaction. When you finished, your dick naturally deflated and slinked out of her, a trail of white semen flowing out after it.
>Hope instinctively winks, and pushes out more as is plops to the ground, only to be washed away by the water.

>Opening yet again the door to your kid’s room, you carry in a naked Hope as she sleeps peacefully in your arms.
>Resting her on her bed, you drape the blanket over her and kiss her on the forehead as Lyra comes in, “Hey Anon, oh, are the kids sleeping?”
“Yeah.”
>”Long day?” She asks as you rub your face in exhaustion.
“You don’t know the half of it.”
>At your side, Lyra looks down at the sleeping Hope and rubs her head, “Hope they didn’t give you too much trouble.”
“Nah, nothing I can’t handle.”
>”You’re such a good dad.” She smiles as you look to the side and laugh a bit.
“Yeah, I’d do anything for my kids.”
>Lyra smiles as Hope rolls to the side and says, “Daddy fucked us today.”
>And she was totally cool with it.