babies aren't dumb (ponkxanon, shitpost, don't read this)

>be anon
>be in a relationship with penka
>emergency arises, the cakes have to go to canterlot for something
>well shit, it's saturday night
>and saturday night is fetish night, where penka lets you do as you please to her whole body for the entire evening and night
>but instead you're stuck having to watch the babies
>god fucking damnit, and you were looking forward to it the whole fucking day, popping boners in the middle of town and shit
>"I'll make it up to you nonny, I promise~,"
>"Plus, we'll just have some fun while they sleep, it won't be long I swear,"
>take care of the kids
>mostly just watch her taking care of them
>her bouncing flesh
>her bubble butt
>her plump pussy you can see whenever she has to lean down to pick up something with her mouth
>damn...
>can't take it
>start getting a bit frisky
>you give her a grope
>she giggles but tells you to stop
>you don't
>"N-nonny, the babies--"
"Who cares, they're babies, they're too young, they don't understand,"
>kiss her
>biter her
>grope her some more
>and you feel her wetness on your fingertips
>that's it
>"W-wait, let me feed them first,"
>you groan
>but you still comply
>whatever, it can't take that long
>so you simply watch again as she picks up the bottles and the babies, and sets down on the sofa
>a baby in each hoof and using her mane and tail to keep the bottles up
>you'll never understand how these work
>you do know what they feel like on your cock
>your pride throbs in your pants
>huh
>and you grin as you realize that her mouth is free

>your pants find your ankles before she can even ask you what's up
>and she instantly finds out what's up
>"Nonny! The babies are just ther--mmph?!"
>you don't let her finish and sink your head between her lips
>and she simply stares at you, then frowns
>but she doesn't spit your cock out
>and you groan in delight as you feel her tongue lapping at the underside of your head
>you let her work her magic as you watch the babies simply suckling on their milk bottles
>oh yeah, you're going to give her some milk to suckle too
"Fuck, you're so good at that--ah!"
>she knows it
>she's not the kind to act all smug about it though, but she's the kind to amp it up and show you that she can do even better
>which is by swallowing your entire length in this case
>you groan again as your hand finds the back of her neck
>oh yeah, fetish night may not be a complete fluke after all

>she keeps working her tongue and lips over your cock for a good five minutes
>the bottles are empty by now, and the babies are simply looking at their auntie working at your bottle
>then you feel her wet appendage slide past her lips to give your balls some love as your tip tickles the back of her throat
"Holy shit, Pinkie,"
>you always loved it when she did that
"I'm getting close,"
>she simply hums, traveling all the way up until only your head remains concealed between her lips, and then throws herself forward once more
>fuckkk
"I'm coming!"
>you warn her right as the first spurt shoots from your cock
>and she gulps
>and gulps
>and gulps
>and you simply shiver as you feel her tongue lap and her lips suckle at you
>and you pat her head as she cleans your cock of any remains
"Fuck, that was so good,"
>she sighs and hums once again, before she starts giggling
>"Wow, that was a lot nonny, but we gotta get these two to bed now!"

"No."
>"No?"
"No, I want to fuck you now,"
>"What? Now? But the babies--"
>you don't let her finish and you pick pound and place him on the sofa
>he giggles as he bounces a bit on the cushiony surface
>and you pick up her sister and place her right next to her brother
>they look at each other for a second before turning their gazes back to you
>"Wait, Anon, we can't do that in front of them!"
"Why not?"
>"That's not very responsible--"
"Oh come on, responsible smeshponsible, amirite?!"
>"Huh, that does sound like a valid reason... okay, let's fuck!"
>and just like that, she turns around, pushing her plump, bounciful rump as high as possible and flagging her tail out of the way to expose herself to you, as she stretches her upper half on the sofa right next to the toddlers
>and they giggles as she starts making faces at them
>and they gasp in surprise as she lets out a yelp when one of your hands find her rump and the slap echoes around the room
>"Nnnhg, again!"
>you oblige
>and the twins blink as they watch their auntie's eyes roll up
>but as enticing as the sight of your excited marefriend is, you just blew your load
>so you gotta gain some time for junior to recover
>and you know the perfect thing to do
>your knees find the ground and your lips find hers before she can even ask you about what you're doing
>"Oh gosh, I love it when you eat me out--oh-oh yes, yes, just like that!"

>you know your mare by now
>the fact that she tastes as sweet as you'd expect her to taste helped you practicing too
>so you kiss her lips
>you part them with your tongue and lick its insides
>you nibble on them
>and then you see it
>and you rush down to wrap your lips around it, and you start suckling
>she gasps, and moans, and the cries that don't come from her tells you she's certainly making funny faces too
>"Oh buck oh buckohbuckohbuck!"
>you take some pride in being able to please her so easily
>but to be honest, she's a hairtrigger
>you keep suckling and lapping at her lovenub as it pulses and she convulses around your nose, and she comes
>and you lap as much as you can
>if you didn't know better, you'd swear that her lovejuices have some kind of aphrodisiac in them
>they always get you ready when you need to
>and oh dear lord do you need to now

>she's a panting, heaving mess
>but you don't really give her much time to rest
>"Ahhh, that one was a doozy--nngh!"
>she moans again as your tip parts her lips open
>"Wait, Anon, I just need a second to--Ahhnh~!"
>you don't
>and you don't bother going slowly either
>the slap of flesh against flesh resonates on the walls as you hilt inside of her
"Fuck, you're so warm,"
>and you get to work

>and you ram
>and you thrust
>and you pull back
>she comes
>once
>twice
>and you ram some more
>and you thrust some more
>and you fuck her some more
>she can't even speak English at this point
>not that you need her to
>not that you want her to
>you love hearing her blabbering and giggling like that
>as if she was drunk
>as if she was drunk on your cock
>fuck she's hot
"Fuck you're hot,"
>you lean down to kiss her neck again, and she moans into the cushion as you do
>and she comes again
"I'm so going to fill you up,"
>she nods and groan
"I'm going to knock you up and give these two some cousins, wouldn't that be fun?"
>you tease her before kissing the back of her ear
>and you give a rather harsh thrust as she tries to respond, making her voice die in her throat instead
>"Anh-non~,"
"What?"
>you ask
>but you don't stop thrusting
>you don't think you could, even if she asked you to
>you're getting close
>"I love you,"
>your heart skips a beat
>and you lose it
>you thought you still had some fight in you, but you don't, and you feel yourself throb
>and throb
>and spurt
>and you groan, and she moans, and you pant, and she giggles
"Fuck!"
>you can't help but collapse on top of her, the sweat on her back instantly seeping through your shirt and mixing with yours
>her warmth spreading through your skin
>her smell somehow making itself even more present than before
>"Mmh-mmh!"
>she nods again as she turns around to send you a loving gaze
"I love you too,"
>you say before closing in and kissing her neck again

>you bask in the afterglow for a good two minutes, simply enjoying each other's warmth and smell and touch, before you realize that you still have toddlers to take care of
>but a quick glance up lets you notice they're both asleep
>you're not sure since when exactly
>you were kinda lost in the moment there
>but hey, they're asleep so, it's a win right?
>maybe your fucking sounds and your mare's moans served as a lullaby or something
>that's strangely arousing
>"Hehehe, I can feel you getting hard back there~,"
>you can't help but grin
"Guilty as charged,"
>"But! We really, really gotta get them to bed now,"
>she's right
"Yeah, you're right, let's do that,"
>"Mmh-mmh!"
>she nods again, before you pull yourself off of her
>your re-hardening shaft leaves her lips and the sight of your lovemix slowly escaping her and dripping down of her leg sends another wave of arousal up your spine
>and her eyes find yours, and you know she knows what you just saw
>it's written in there
>in the way she looks at you
>"Don't you worry none, nonny! The fun is far from over~,"
>you groan in reply

>"Oh, thank you so much for doing this Pinkie, and you too Anon!"
"It was no problem Mrs. Cake, really,"
>"Yeah, we had so much fun!"
>"Good, good,"
>you look at her open the door of the kids' bedroom as you share a knowing smirk with your mare, images of last night flashing through both your minds
>until a loud gasp pops your bubbles
"What's up--"
>your eyes and mouth go wide as you rush next to the flabbergasted mare
>there, in plain sight, still in their caged baby beds, are pound and pumpkin
>but that's not the flabbergasting part
>the flabbergasting part is the way pound is mounting her sister as he (tries to) slap her rear in sync with his thrusts
>they still had their diapers, thankfully, but you feel time crawl to a stop as you look at your mare
>and her expression completely mimics yours
>FUCK

>they're babies!
>how the fuck did they
>how could they
>how the fuck are you going to explain this?!
>maybe you should run for it?
>take your mare over your shoulder and jump through the window and run to the frozen north?
>or maybe seaquestri--
>"O-oh dear Celestia, uhm..."
>you somehow find the courage to find her gaze
>and she looks embarassed
>very, very embarassed
>"CARROT!"
>her scream nearly makes you jump back in fear for your life
>"What is it honey bun?"
>she sends him a death glare as she points to the crime scene, and he trots to her side with worry in his eyes
>and he gasps
>and you see her hoof shoot for her ear and he yelps in pain as she brings it down to her lips
>"'They're just babies', huh?! 'They don't understand', huh?!"
>she whispers
>tries to whisper
>you're obviously not supposed to hear that
>but she's obviously having a hard time controlling her voice right now
>"N-now, now, honey bun, uhm, maybe there's another explanat--"
>annnnndd that's your cue, you're out
>you lean down, pick your mare up and darts for the door