# Heedless

Author: ABadChoiceofWords
Tags: Bareback, Breeding, Brother, Creampie, Cum, Ejaculation, Equine, Female, Fingering, Flare, Heat, Impregnation, Incest, Male, Male/Female, Masturbation, Mating, Messy, Pregnancy risk, Sex, Sister, Straight, Unprotected, Vaginal, Winking, sibling

Second one. We've got a couple of horses. Possibly up to no good.

Holidays.&nbsp; Home from college.&nbsp; Parents out.&nbsp; Just the two of us.&nbsp; Like when we were kids.

It was kinda late.&nbsp; I was kinda tired.&nbsp; She'd gone to take a piss.&nbsp; Left me on the couch.&nbsp; Movie on, shoes off, hooves out.&nbsp;&nbsp;

The film wasn't good.&nbsp; Flashy.&nbsp; Stupid.&nbsp; Something to fill the silence, and easy to ignore when there was anything else to talk about.

I heard the flush, then the door.&nbsp; Her steps came up behind me, soft on the carpet.&nbsp; A hoof stuck over the back of the couch, then her hands on the back, and the rest of her valuted after.&nbsp; Almost kicked me.&nbsp; She came down hard on the cushion.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Fuck!&nbsp; I can still do it!"&nbsp;&nbsp;

I was staring at where my sis'd landed.&nbsp; She wasn't wearing pants.&nbsp; Or panties.&nbsp; Or anything, from the waist down.&nbsp; Her bare muff pressed against the seat, fat and wet.&nbsp; And out from it winked her clit.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Whatever part of me should have fucked off, turned away, that wasn't what had my reins.&nbsp; I just looked.&nbsp; And looked.&nbsp; And looked some more.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"What, you like the view?"

That brought my eyes up, though they stalled along the way.&nbsp; Her breasts were out, too, just above her thighs.&nbsp; Bigger than I thought they'd be.&nbsp; Her shirt draped at their tops, blue and not hiding anything.&nbsp; From there it was a straight run to her face, her sloppy grin, that slight blush beneath the hair of her cheeks, and her tense, blue stare.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She'd always do stuff like this, push me, prod me, a little more, a little more.&nbsp; Never knew where to stop, so it always had to be me who stopped it.&nbsp; But she hadn't done this.&nbsp; Not naked.&nbsp; Not in heat.&nbsp; "You should-"&nbsp; But that's where my last thought ended.&nbsp; Bridge out.&nbsp; Head empty.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Her smell.&nbsp; Her smell!&nbsp; She reeked of heat!&nbsp; I'd caught&nbsp; it before, on others, on her, but only ever faint throught clothes, a thin whiff on the wind.&nbsp; This?&nbsp; Not hidden or covered; she bared it to me, strong and fresh and wanting.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"You not on the pill?"&nbsp; It was the only question that came.

"Of course I am."&nbsp; She gave a laugh.&nbsp; Just one.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Don't look.&nbsp; Don't look.&nbsp; "But you smell so-"&nbsp;&nbsp;

She cut me off.&nbsp; "It doesn't do everything, alright?"

"I wouldn't know."&nbsp; And even if I'd been told somewhere, I couldn't remember now.&nbsp; "Not like I use them."&nbsp; My pants were getting full, getting tight.&nbsp; I took another breath, and the scent was even sweeter, even stronger.&nbsp; "What do they do, then?"

Her hand went down, and my eyes followed.&nbsp; It reached to that long, dark, upside-down teardrop between her legs, that winked at me again when she touched it.&nbsp; "Makes things easier.&nbsp; Easier to ignore.&nbsp; Easier to please.&nbsp; Easier to... well, not get knocked up."

"Not making your smell easy to ignore."&nbsp; My own want pressed up my belly, out of my boxers, under my belt.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She laughed again, this one fuller, looser, less... nervous?&nbsp; "That's the one thing it doesn't do so much.&nbsp; They got pads for that."&nbsp; But I couldn't see anything pad-ish between her legs.&nbsp; Must've left that with the pants and panties.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Her fingers kept on stroking, and I kept watching.&nbsp; Up and down, up and down, and then in.&nbsp; Held them there.&nbsp; Worked them around.&nbsp; And whe she brought them back out, they were soaked.&nbsp; Her clit peeked again.&nbsp; It was just as soaked, and drooling.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I wanted to touch it.&nbsp; I was scared to move.&nbsp; "And the, uh... you're kinda getting the sofa wet?"

She looked down.&nbsp; "Okay, two things for pads."&nbsp; Another wink, another diribble.

"You're gonna make a mess," I hissed.&nbsp; "Couldnt've done that on the toilet?"&nbsp; I was staring.&nbsp; I shouldn't be staring.&nbsp; I couldn't not stare.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"I dunno."&nbsp; Her voice cracked, nervous again.&nbsp; "Thought you'd worry if I took too long."&nbsp;&nbsp;

"So you came out here to do it right in front of me?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

She closed her legs, brought her hand back up.&nbsp; "Made sense at the time."&nbsp; Then she licked her fingers.&nbsp;&nbsp;

That was enough.&nbsp; That was too much.&nbsp; I looked away, looked down.&nbsp; My shaft beat hard, flaring out.&nbsp; The shirt still covered it up,&nbsp; but she couldn't not see the swell.&nbsp; Felt so good.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Hey," she whispered across, "If you needa jack it off, bathroom's free."

"What the fuck?"&nbsp; I almost jumped.&nbsp; "I'm not gonna-!"

"Well I am."&nbsp; She spread her legs, wider than before, and stuck her fingers back in.&nbsp; "Only fair you get to."&nbsp;&nbsp;

I could hear the rubbing, feel it through the cushons.&nbsp; She slipped down and forward, hanging her muff out to air.&nbsp; Her clit peeked out again, over those fingers buried in her cunt.&nbsp; She humped up against them, in and out, in and out.&nbsp; And every time, a little more of her slick dribbled out with.&nbsp; She smelled so sweet.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"At least take off your pants."

That made me jump.&nbsp; "Fuck!&nbsp; What!?&nbsp; Why?"

She jerked her head toward the event-tent I was pitching.&nbsp; "Can't be comfortable."

Damned if she wasn't right on that.&nbsp; It was tight, and starting to hurt.&nbsp; But she had me in a corner.&nbsp; I could go, jack off, and she'd have her score.&nbsp; Or I could stay and bear it, and she'd keep poking me.&nbsp; So, fuck it.&nbsp; If she was gonna push it this far, I wasn't gonna take the hit to put on the brakes.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I undid my belt.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Oh my gods!"&nbsp; It was something between a gasp and a laugh.&nbsp; "You're actually doing it."

I kept going.&nbsp; Pants, zipper, boxers.&nbsp; Pulled them down to tuck under my balls.&nbsp; Shirt up, cock out.&nbsp; I turned to be sure she was watching.

"Wow," she mumbled.&nbsp; "Didn't think you'd... uh...&nbsp; Wow."&nbsp;&nbsp;

It was my turn to laugh.&nbsp; "You're fingerin' yourself next to me, but seeing my cock's a surprise?"

"Guess not, really."&nbsp; All of her attention was on me, on my shaft, tracing up and down its length.&nbsp; "Fuck," her voice went quieter.&nbsp; She wasn't even working her cunt anymore.&nbsp; "You smell really good."

It slipped out, "Yeah, well, so do you."&nbsp; That was supposed to be a jab, an accusation.&nbsp; Didn't feel like one.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Her eyes lingered on my tip, my flare.&nbsp; Then she met my gaze.&nbsp; "You think so?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

And I did.&nbsp; I mean, not that way.&nbsp; She was in heat, of course she smelled good.&nbsp; It was only natural.&nbsp; Only natural.&nbsp; To be hard from her scent.&nbsp; To look down again at her bared muff.&nbsp; To want it.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Too late I realized I had my hand around my shaft.&nbsp; Wasn't sure if I was starting to stroke it or hide it.&nbsp; But to her, it must've looked like I was showing it off.&nbsp; 'You like this?'&nbsp; Or something.&nbsp; And the more she stared at it, the more she looked like she did want it.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I let go, let it bob.&nbsp; "You're making a puddle.&nbsp; They're gonna see, when they get back.&nbsp; Or just smell it."

She looked down to the growing stain.&nbsp; "Eh."&nbsp; Her eyes came right back to me, back to my cock.&nbsp; A grin cracked her muzzle.&nbsp; "Got an idea for that."

She pushed up, stood, stepped over to straddle me.&nbsp; Her tail flagged, her cheeks spread.

I was staring right into her asshole, watching it pucker and kiss the air.&nbsp; "The fuck are you-?"

She bent and reached back between her legs, gripped the end of my shaft.&nbsp; The flare slid across that soft, slick puff of her crotch.&nbsp; It made me shudder, head to toe.&nbsp; Thought she was going to slide right down on it.&nbsp; Wanted her to do that, so fuckin' bad.&nbsp;&nbsp;

But she pulled it farther, all the way to her front.&nbsp; And then she came down on my lap.&nbsp; "There, see?&nbsp; Problem solved!"

Solved.&nbsp; Solved!&nbsp; She had her bare cunt pressed against the base of my shaft, sopping her horny stink all over my crotch, my belly, my...&nbsp; "My shirt!&nbsp; My pants!&nbsp; The fuck?"

"Oh come on, you're easier to wash than the cushion, yeah?"

Didn't help that she was right.&nbsp; Helped even less when I felt her wink, the heat of her clit poking my cock.&nbsp; My heart thumped.&nbsp; I felt it in my chest, between my hips, beneath my balls, up my length, all the way to my tip.&nbsp; It flared wide as it could go, right in her hands.

"Like that?"&nbsp; She rocked her hips side to side, rubbing her clit on me.&nbsp; "That's okay?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

I made a noise, almost a laugh. &nbsp; It wasn't okay.&nbsp; It was very much not okay.&nbsp; And I wanted her so badly.&nbsp; "Yeah."&nbsp;&nbsp;

"You're real warm," she cooed, gently rubbing my length.&nbsp; "Feels good."

I didn't say anything to that.&nbsp; Didn't need to.&nbsp; Was already as hard as I could get.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She peered back at me over her shoulder, "You got a condom?"

Oh.&nbsp; Fuck.&nbsp;&nbsp;

What could I say to that?&nbsp; No?&nbsp; She'd have to drop it, then.&nbsp; Unless she didn't, and started talking about going bare...&nbsp; Then I'd have to fess up to the lie.&nbsp; Or actually go in bare.&nbsp; Or how 'bout not fuck her?&nbsp; Why'd I think of that last?&nbsp; Maybe I did wanna fuck her.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Fuck, fuck, fuck.&nbsp; Fine!&nbsp; If she was gonna push it, then she'd have to push it.&nbsp; "Nope.&nbsp; Not even one."

"Oh."&nbsp; She went quiet.&nbsp; But the rest of her didn't stop telling. &nbsp; I felt her winking at my base.&nbsp; I felt her fingertips trace the spout of my flare.&nbsp; I felt her belly rise and fall against my length.&nbsp; And then, "Shame," she hissed, "It'd be great if you did."

That was almost a relief.&nbsp; Almost.&nbsp; I was already wound up and waiting for her to press more.&nbsp; Wanting her to.&nbsp; Her!&nbsp; My sister!&nbsp; With her scent right there, her cunt right there, I couldn't not think about stuffing it in, rutting her good.&nbsp; And now there wasn't even a condom in those fantasies.&nbsp; We didn't need it.&nbsp; The risk made it better.&nbsp; "We'd have to pull out."&nbsp; I didn't mean to say that.&nbsp; I didn't mean to say it so loud.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She went completely still.&nbsp; Her hands, both, gripped me just below my flare.&nbsp; Mine lay at her waist, just shy of taking her breasts.&nbsp;&nbsp;

There was just the sound of the movie.&nbsp; Somehow that was worse than silence.&nbsp; I had to break it.&nbsp; "When you climbed on me, I thought you were gonna... y'know, climb on me."&nbsp;&nbsp;

"I meant it like," she swallowed.&nbsp; Another warm prod, her nub against my cock.&nbsp; "So you don't shoot it on the carpet?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Oh."&nbsp; I didn't mean to sound so disappointed.&nbsp;&nbsp;

But then she pushed off my lap, dragged her muff slowly up my length all the way to my tip.&nbsp; There she stopped, her drooling pussy laid flat across my flare.&nbsp; "Like this?"&nbsp; Her voice was a whisper.&nbsp; Another wink, this one right against my spout.&nbsp; She flagged her tail, bared it all to me.&nbsp; Her asshole clenched and puffed, clenched and puffed.

I put my hands to her cheeks, thumbs at her taint, and pulled her open, just a little.&nbsp; She shuddered, nickered.&nbsp; Her knees bent and she sank down on me.&nbsp; My flare squashed against her, didn't quite go in.&nbsp; She pushed harder.&nbsp; I spread her more, wider.&nbsp; And then something gave, and my tip slipped in.&nbsp; She shuddered, head to toe.&nbsp;&nbsp;

A gasp caught in my throat.&nbsp; "We shouldn't do this," I panted out.&nbsp; "We shouldn't be doing any of this."

She bore down, swallowed another inch of me.&nbsp; "But we are."&nbsp; And then another.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Hard to think about anything.&nbsp; All I could feel was my flare working its way up through her tunnel.&nbsp; "Gonna make a mess of the sofa."&nbsp; That wouldn't change her mind.&nbsp; It couldn't even change mine.

"Fuck the sofa."&nbsp; She sank lower, taking more and more of me in.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Almost hilted.&nbsp; I had to say something.&nbsp; Couldn't keep it in.&nbsp; "I lied."&nbsp; Another inch of me went in.&nbsp; "I got condoms upstairs."&nbsp;&nbsp;

That stopped her.&nbsp; But only for a breath.&nbsp; Then she rocked her hips and stirred me around in her.&nbsp; I felt her fingers on the underside of my cock, right where it stuffed into her.&nbsp; Back and forth, back and forth.&nbsp; She was stroking herself.&nbsp; And me.

Her tail flicked me in the face.&nbsp; "You wanna fuck your sis bare?"&nbsp; She laughed, "Bare!"&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;

A part of me did.&nbsp; All of me did.&nbsp; But I wasn't gonna take all the blame.&nbsp; Not when she was riding me like this.&nbsp; "Don't see you pulling off."&nbsp; Hands on her hips, held her down as I thrust up.&nbsp; "Desperate enough for my dick that you'd take me raw."&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Wanna shoot in me?"&nbsp; Her asscheeks bounced on my lap.&nbsp; She was all the way to the hilt.&nbsp; Her insides gripped my flare, beating hard against me as I beat back.&nbsp; "Wanna cum in your sis?"

I thrust again.&nbsp; "Yeah."&nbsp; Then again.&nbsp; Could feel it starting, feel it coming, getting close to getting close.&nbsp; I kept going.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;

She rubbed herself faster, more frantic.&nbsp; Her legs shook.&nbsp; Voice, too.&nbsp; "I lied, too."

I knew, I knew, I fucking knew.&nbsp; But still asked, "About?"

"The pill.&nbsp; Nothin' in the way."&nbsp;&nbsp;

It took a moment to sink in.&nbsp; And then, "Oh fuck.&nbsp; Oh fuck!"&nbsp; I didn't know why, but I gripped her waist, her breasts, humped, rutted, fast as I could.&nbsp; It was too good.&nbsp; Tits between my fingers.&nbsp; Balls gone tight, slapping her muff.&nbsp; Flare kissing her pucker.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She knew what was coming, she had to know.&nbsp; Her legs shook, her back arched, her hand held down her clit.&nbsp; I could feel her clamping, I could feel her shuddering.&nbsp; She wasn't pulling off.&nbsp; I wasn't pulling out.&nbsp; She was cumming.&nbsp; I was cumming.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;

One last thrust, hilted hard as I could.&nbsp; It forced something out of her, a sound I'd never heard.&nbsp; Strangled.&nbsp; Joyous.&nbsp; And then it all came up, all the way to the base of my flare, to my tip.&nbsp; It itched so good, I didn't want it to stop.&nbsp; But it wouldn't stay, I couldn't hold it.&nbsp; That first pump, that first shot inside her, a burst of my heat to meet hers.&nbsp; Then another, and another, and another, more than I thought I was able.&nbsp; And there was nothing to keep it from taking.

When I was done, when she was too, we lay back together, her on me and me in her.&nbsp; The movie was still going.&nbsp; I still had my hands on her breasts.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She brought her arm up, brushed my mane, tickled my ears.&nbsp; They felt hot.&nbsp; My cheeks, too.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Made a mess," she cooed.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I could feel as much as see it.&nbsp; Lots of her slick.&nbsp; Some of my load.&nbsp; And sweat from us both.&nbsp; My pants were a lost cause.&nbsp; Both our tops, too.&nbsp; I mumbled out, "Should clean it up."&nbsp; At least we hadn't gotten too much on the sofa.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She pushed up slowly, pulled herself off.&nbsp; My flare prickled the whole way out.&nbsp; Sensitive as fuck.&nbsp; So was she, from the little noises she made.&nbsp;&nbsp;

It came loose with a pop, coated and glistening with my spunk.&nbsp; More seeped out after, from me, from her.&nbsp; It left a creamy dribble hanging from her spattered teardrop.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She gave it a rub, smeared it on her fingertips.&nbsp; "C'mon," she told me, "before it soaks through to the cushions."&nbsp; Her legs wobbled.&nbsp; Her ass puckered.&nbsp; Another gob of white squished out.&nbsp; She reached up, stretched, peeled her shirt off over her arms.&nbsp; And then she stuffed it between her legs, to sop up what she was leaking.&nbsp;&nbsp;

So I stood and stripped, top and pants and boxers, and gave my flare a wipe.&nbsp; It hung there, between us, leaking out more.&nbsp; She'd turned to watch me.&nbsp; I watched back, the whole of her, bare from hooves to mound to chest and muzzle.&nbsp; Amber speckled with white.&nbsp; Shining.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She crossed her arms.&nbsp; "Been a while you've seen me naked?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Yeah.&nbsp; You look good."

"Fuck me, blow a load in me, and then ya call me pretty?"&nbsp; She gave a snort and tossed her top over her shoulder.&nbsp; "Top tier brother."&nbsp; Her tail flicked out; she clopped past me, out of the room and down the hall.&nbsp; I wadded up my own things and followed her to the washing room.&nbsp;&nbsp;

When I caught up, she was leaned over to set the cycle.&nbsp; Her cheeks spread, her tail flagged.&nbsp; Didn't know if she was presenting, or just standing funny.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She didn't look up, just, "C'mon, put it in."&nbsp;&nbsp;

I stared at her asshole, at her cunt hanging out beneath.&nbsp; Another wad of my spunk seeped slowly from that crack.&nbsp; And she still reeked of heat.&nbsp; Heat!&nbsp; I'd probably just knocked her up.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She stuck out a hand.&nbsp; "Your clothes, dipshit."&nbsp;&nbsp;

Yeah, those.&nbsp; I gave them over.&nbsp;&nbsp;

And then everything was in, set and soaped and running.&nbsp; But she didn't turn, didn't leave.&nbsp; Just leaned there on the machine.&nbsp; Her tail danced, left, right, left.&nbsp; My heart beat, my cock bobbed in front of me.&nbsp; Dunno when it'd stopped going limp, but now I was almost hard.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"You lied to me," she growled, low.

"What?"&nbsp; I didn't get what she meant, not fast enough.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"You said you didn't have a condom.&nbsp; You said you'd pull out."

Didn't know what to say, so I just pushed back, "And you said you were on the pill."&nbsp; Were we arguing?&nbsp; "You climbed on me, rode me!"&nbsp; It felt wrong.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She didn't say anything to that.&nbsp; She didn't say anything for a while.&nbsp; Only her tail kept moving.&nbsp; And her asshole.&nbsp; Had I won?&nbsp; Didn't feel like winning.&nbsp;&nbsp;

And then she turned, and didn't look so upset.&nbsp; "It was good, wasn't it?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

It was.&nbsp; It was.&nbsp; "Oh gods, yes."&nbsp;&nbsp;

She pushed up and off the machine and turned to me, just inches away.&nbsp; Her hand went down to her muff, gave it a long, deep rub.&nbsp; It winked again over her fingers.&nbsp; More cream seeped out.&nbsp; "I'm still fuckin' horny."&nbsp; She gave me a wanting grin.&nbsp; Her eyes held to mine.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I was hard, and starting to flare again.&nbsp; "Should I get a condom?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

A laugh popped out of her.&nbsp; "Little late for that, yea?"&nbsp; She took a step, brought her belly right to my shaft, gave herself - and me - a rub.

Couldn't imagine my seed wasn't taking in her right then.&nbsp; Shoulda been terrifying.&nbsp; But that thought only made me harder.&nbsp; "Guess so."&nbsp; I put one hand to hers, to my tip, and pressed it to her muff.&nbsp; Her clit peeked again, warm and wet against my smeared flare.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She put her muzzle to mine.&nbsp; Snout to snout.&nbsp; Her breath came heavy and hot.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I ran my other hand over her hip, around to her behind, and took her by the tail.&nbsp; "Want me to pull out this time?"

Her grin got wider, mischeivous.&nbsp; "Same answer."&nbsp;&nbsp;

I put my snout to hers, lips to lips.&nbsp; Her hips rocked to mine.&nbsp; I gripped her rump, humped into her, drove my flare into her bared heat.&nbsp; She gasped, her lips came apart.&nbsp; I pressed in there, too, wrapped mine around hers.&nbsp; She took me, welcomed me, above as below.&nbsp;&nbsp;

We went slow.&nbsp; Still sensitive, still half-spent, her and especially me.&nbsp; But the longer we went, the easier it got.&nbsp; She braced herself back against the washer, and I plugged her again and again with each lip-locked breath we shared.&nbsp;&nbsp;

And then the wash cycle started.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She squirmed and squealed, stifled by our embrace.&nbsp; I felt it, too, that rhythmic rocking so much faster than ours.&nbsp; But she didn't move, and I wasn't going to move her.&nbsp; The machine ran her hips back against me, twice and more what we'd been doing.&nbsp; It was only natural to match its pace.&nbsp; Faster, faster.&nbsp; It almost hurt.&nbsp; It was almost too much.&nbsp;&nbsp;

But it was also too good.&nbsp; Brought me to the edge, held me there, not quite enough to make me blow, but feeling like it was.&nbsp; Her, too, I think.&nbsp; More gasps.&nbsp; More moans.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She broke the kiss, gave a whisper, "C'mon, bro.&nbsp; Shoot it in me."&nbsp;&nbsp;

That got me closer.&nbsp; I kept rutting, sprinting for a finish only just out of reach.&nbsp; "I will, I will... just getting... almost..."&nbsp; It was hard to talk, going that fast.

"I'm in heat."&nbsp; Her voice came louder, uneven, almost a squeal.&nbsp; "Cum in me!"

What she was doing, it was working.&nbsp; I was boiling over.&nbsp; "I'm gonna, I'm gonna...!"&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Knock me up!&nbsp; Get me pregnant!"

Fuck, fuck, "Fuck!"&nbsp; I grabbed her ass, both hands, and slammed into her all the way to my balls.&nbsp; Didn't try to hold it, didn't even dare.&nbsp; It came up and I blew it all into her, thick and warm right into her heat.&nbsp;&nbsp;

And then she grabbed my neck, pulled me back into the kiss we'd dropped.&nbsp; I pressed back, plugged her, there as I'd done below.&nbsp; Could feel our mess dripping down my balls.&nbsp; The washer was making it dribble all over our hooves.

She parted from my lips and huffed out against my muzzle, "Should probably clean ourselves up."

I nodded to agree.&nbsp;&nbsp;

It was even more sensitive, pulling out that second time.&nbsp; Itched fierce, tickled even - a mangled nicker slipped out.&nbsp; She just giggled the whole way.&nbsp;&nbsp;

More of my mess drooled out of her, off of me.&nbsp; She stuck a hand between her legs to keep it from the floor.&nbsp; I did the same with my flare.&nbsp; We made for the shower, quick.&nbsp; Was easier walking for me, so I got there first.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She followed me in and pushed by for the toilet, "Gotta pee."&nbsp;&nbsp;

I grinned at her.&nbsp; "Again?"&nbsp; Her pants and panties were still there on the floor.&nbsp; Guess pads did work - they weren't making the room reek nearly as much as she did.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Turned on the shower, then had to wait for it to warm.&nbsp; So I leaned against the wall across from her while she pissed.&nbsp; Funny, just a few hours earlier it'd been awkward as fuck.&nbsp; Now, not even a little.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Me next."&nbsp;&nbsp;

She hopped in the shower while I took my turn at the pot.&nbsp; Wouldnt've minded if she'd watched.&nbsp; Was only fair.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Hop in when you're done," she called over the water's hiss.&nbsp; "Nice and hot."&nbsp;&nbsp;

That shoulda been even more awkward.&nbsp; But when I stepped into the stall behind her, it only felt&nbsp; right.&nbsp; She wasn't shampooed up, just stood in the spray, back to me, rubbing herself.&nbsp; Down her front.&nbsp; Between her legs.&nbsp; Wouldn't do much about all that spunk still inside.&nbsp;&nbsp;

I put my arms around her, my hands to hers - one on her breast, the other stuck in her cream-filled pouch.&nbsp; "You still smell good," I murmured into her ear, "Even wet."&nbsp; My shaft hung against her asscheeks, beating its way up.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She snorted, spattered water on the wall. &nbsp; "You gonna keep doing this?"

"If you want me to."&nbsp; I put my chin to her neck and slid it down her shoulder.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She rubbed back against me, muzzle to muzzle, cheek to cheek.&nbsp; "You've really got a thing for tryna get your sis pregnant."&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Only tryin'?"&nbsp; I scoffed.&nbsp; Her ear flicked against mine.&nbsp; My shaft climbed her thighs.&nbsp; "How long've you been wanting this?"

"Dunno," she hissed, just like the water.&nbsp; "You?"

I didn't know either, couldn't even begin to say.&nbsp; Felt like it'd always been there, buried - or not even buried?&nbsp; I'd just not seen.&nbsp; Until now.&nbsp; Maybe it'd been there forever.&nbsp;&nbsp;

She put her hand to my shaft, where it stuck out from between her legs.&nbsp; "Guess we're the same, then."&nbsp; Her fingers ran down the rest of its length to the start of my flare.&nbsp; She took it, raised it up.&nbsp; "One more, before we have to be clean?"

My tip was so tender, almost sore.&nbsp; But her touch, it was still more than enough.&nbsp; I took her by both hips, leaned her forward.&nbsp; She reached down, guided me in.&nbsp;&nbsp;

It was tight.&nbsp; Us, packed together in the shower.&nbsp; Me, packed into her.&nbsp; We started slow, but didn't stay that way long - two loads made her slick inside, made it easy to go faster, rougher.&nbsp; It squished around my cock each time I bottomed out in her.&nbsp; She was moaning.&nbsp; I was gonna put even more in her.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Gettin' kinda close," I murmured over her shoulder.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"Don't tell me when you're gonna shoot."

"Why?"&nbsp;&nbsp;

She huffed back, "Feels better when it's a surprise."

That was fucked up, but I guess I liked fucked-up.&nbsp; And couldn't say I wasn't any better.&nbsp; So I went on rutting her, pounding her, until I was flaring full and proud at the bottom of her breeding hole.&nbsp; And in that moment, hilted to her and cumming, it was like I was knocking her up all over again.&nbsp;&nbsp;

And when she felt it pulse in me, in her, she let out the lewdest whinny, like there was nobody to hear us for miles.&nbsp; I hilted again, again, crammed my flare against her grasping insides.&nbsp; It burst out like her cry, warm enough to be almost a cry of its own.&nbsp; I filled her up, as much as I could force into her, as much as I had left.&nbsp; And when it was over, when I pulled out - slowly, so very slowly - and knelt in the downpour, she came down and sat back against me.&nbsp; Her breathing, her beating, was soft and gentle against my lap.&nbsp; I was spent too - didn't have any more in me.&nbsp; And that was enough.

We stayed like that until the hot water ran low.&nbsp; That was probably long enough, anyways.&nbsp; I helped her up and out, she toweled me down, and I gave her a good, long blow-dry.&nbsp; We looked like nothing had happened.&nbsp; Well, almost.&nbsp; She still had a little seam of cream seeping out.&nbsp; But, hey, pads would cover that.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Moved our clothes to the dryer, then changed from our luggage.&nbsp; Probably wasn't a good idea to hang around naked for too long, not in our parents' house.&nbsp;&nbsp;

The movie was done, so I put on some horror.&nbsp; She nestled up next to me, almost back on my lap.&nbsp; Could still smell the heat on her, but it wasn't so bad.&nbsp; She didn't seem so horny.&nbsp; I wasn't, either.&nbsp; At least for the night.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Wondered what we'd do after the holidays.&nbsp; Maybe long-distance... whatever this was?&nbsp; Maybe try for the same Uni next year.&nbsp; Maybe something else.&nbsp; Probably shoulda worried about all that stuff before we'd done the deed, but...&nbsp; Ah well.&nbsp; It was hard to care about all that stuff just then.&nbsp; And we still had another week before we went back.&nbsp;&nbsp;

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