Windy Whistles' Wonderful Mother's Day Mouth Hugs!


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                                            >You smile, breathing in deep as you close your eyes. The pleasantly warm spring air begins to give way as you challenge gravity’s hold.

                                            >You can feel the fibers of the rope in your hands as you gently pull, prompting the flame above you to flare up. The basket gently creaks at the acceleration and the growing breeze.

                                            >As you open your eyes the fresh, crisp air makes them water up slightly.

                                            >What a view.

                                            >Ponyville expands out from under you, more of the town entering your vision the higher you go. There’s town hall, Rarity’s elegantly painted boutique, and Twilight’s library. It’s grown a bit taller since your last flight.

                                            >The wind carries the scent of fresh apples as a gust blows from Applejack’s western fields. You feel your mouth twitch as you start to salivate.

                                            >Tying off the rope, you reach down to Rainbow’s saddlebags to fetch two Honeycrisps, tossing one her way.

                                            >She catches it with her wing, the dexterously beautiful blue feathers barely making a sound as they cushion the impact.

                                            >Her mane whips slightly in the wind as she smiles at you briefly, passing it to her forehooves before taking a bite.

                                            >Tangy juice bursts in your mouth as you bite into your own sweet, crisp apple.

                                            >Looking up into the distance you can faintly see your destination. Shining pillars seem to grow from the prominent cumulonimbus. Spilling rainbow falls and sharp, pure white architecture in various places proudly proclaim the pegasus home of Cloudsdale, always present somewhere in the Equestrian sky.

                                            >No matter how many times you see it, that flying city never fails to take your breath away. Every place in Equestria has such incredible beauty. The earth itself feels alive no matter where you go.

                                            >Yet the land doesn’t compare to the sky. That open expanse has always called, drawing you in. It doesn’t hold a candle to the beauty of its residents though.

                                            >Natural flight. Powerfully sweeping wings on beautiful mares. Who could really blame you for being infatuated?

                                            >Every one of them was pretty. Each one held the spirit of the sky in some way.

                                            >As you admire the sunlight flickering off the liquid rainbow surface of one of the falls in the distance, you see reflections of your wife.

                                            >You smile at Rainbow again as you turn to her in thought. Normally she’d be interested in getting you to your destination faster by pushing the basket, or talking with excitement about what you’ve got planned.

                                            “Something on your mind, bluebird?”

                                            >She glances over to you, licking her soft, deep blue lips clean of apple juice. Her brilliant rose eyes look between you and the cloud city as she scrunches her nose a bit.

                                            >“Just thinking about my… gift for mom, yeah… eheh.” She stares at you as she clears her throat, finally smiling weakly.

                                            >You take a step to cross the distance, wrapping your arm around her back as you plant a kiss on her warm fluffy cheek.

                                            “Hey, listen. I know I’m new to Equestrian culture and this is our first time celebrating this together. Heck, I’ll probably always make slip ups, but we had Mother’s Day too back home. I think I’ll do a good job of making your mom feel loved!”

                                            >She coughs at your particular choice of words. You grin at her as you give her a reassuring back rub.

                                            “I’m still not sure why you didn’t want me to bring a separate gift, and you didn’t want me to see your gift yet either. I promise I won’t spoil her surprise!”

                                            >You look at Dash’s face hopefully, not catching the meaning behind her sudden blush and eye roll. “Don’t worry, you’re bringing her a gift alright…”

                                            >You glance down at her saddlebags again. Maybe she’s picked out two presents? One from her, and one from you. Might be Equestrian tradition for son-in-laws to give something particular.

                                            >Knowing Rainbow, she probably just took care of those logistics. You do make a seamless team together.

                                            >Her mind still seems to be distracted, but you know how to fix that. Without dropping your cheeky grin you stare at her as you daringly reach a hand down to her saddlebags again, this time going for the pocket she told you not to.

                                            >She scoffs, rolling her eyes again as she effortlessly swats your hand away with her long, soft feathers. “Alright hotshot, don’t get ahead of yourself. You’ll get your chance, don’t worry.”

                                            >You didn’t get any real answers, but you’re ok with that. The attempt accomplished your true goal: getting her to smile and softly laugh.

                                            >You could listen to that sound for hours. Intentionally beautiful music from the Canterlot Royal Orchestra pales next to the pure, effortless chimes of your wife’s voice. Nothing else makes your heart soar quite that way.

                                            >As the air thins you feel her wing drape over your back, her warmth staving off your goosebumps for now.

                                            >Time passes in comfortable silence between you as you run your hand over her strong neck and back. Peace and fulfillment wash over you as the balloon continues to drift.

                                            >Before long, Cloudsdale dominates your vision. You can see individual structures and pegasi flying between homes and storefronts as they wave at each other, some stopping to chat. Many carry flower bouquets or small boxes – no doubt full of chocolate treats.

                                            >A few gaze curiously at your balloon. It’s more common than it used to be, but non-pegasi visitors are sure to still garner attention.

                                            >Rainbow Dash reluctantly disengages from your embrace to clamber out of the basket as she grabs the lead rope in her teeth. You make no effort to take your eyes off her shapely backside as it fills your vision. You make sure to breathe deeply and sigh, just to tell her you’re enjoying her natural scent.

                                            >She flicks her tail in your face in mock annoyance as you inhale but you know she loves that you love her body. The soft strands of her tail tickle and caress your cheeks, your pulse racing at the sensation even as it unfortunately obstructs your view.

                                            >Her powerful wings gently flap as she guides the balloon toward her parents’ house. They had excitedly built a landing area off the back of their cloud even before meeting you, and although you’d only been married a few months now you’d landed there more than a handful of times already.

                                            >As Rainbow ties off the rope to the cloud post you set turn off the burner and begin to vent the balloon. You climb out of the basket, testing one foot first on the clouds. The garnet inlay in your wedding band glows and hums slightly as you feel the cloud push back under you.

                                            >It’s a sensation you’re not sure you’ll ever get used to. Alien and wondrous all at once, you’re just thankful it works as you set about stowing the balloon.

                                            >“There’s my handsome son!” You hear an enthusiastic voice call out, the raspy tones just about bursting with happiness.

                                            >You barely manage to turn around in time to receive one of the strongest bear hugs of all time. Windy Whistle’s joyful squeezing caught you off guard the first time you met her, knocking the air out of your lungs. Now you know better, holding your breath as she flies into you full force.

                                            “Oof! Chipper as ever Windy! Happy Mother’s Day!”

                                            >You do your best to return the hug’s power, faltering as she squeezes you even tighter. You feel her husky laugh vibrate through you before you hear it escape right into your ear. You blink in instinctive surprise as you feel her lips brushing your skin.

                                            >“Ahahha… oh dear! Please… call me mom~”

                                            >You blush as you feel a tingling shiver travel from her your ear, down your spine and straight into… well, your pants. Surely she didn’t mean anything by… woah!

                                            >Yep, she’s buried her face in your neck, not letting up on the hug in the slightest. Your goosebumps return as you feel her warm breath condensate on your skin. Is she… sniffing you?

                                            >You feel her muscles tightening under your hands as she greedily fills her lungs over and over. Your mind continues to reel in confusion and dismay at your body’s reaction. Unsure of what else to do you continue supporting her weight, gently running your hands over her as you hug.

                                            >An awkward, heated eternity later you hear Rainbow clear her throat to your side. “Hey mom… happy Mother’s Day!”

                                            >You feel more vibration as Windy speaks again. “There’s my Dashie! Oh it’s so good to see you both!”

                                            >Defying your expectations again, Windy does not let go of you. Instead, she reaches over to forcefully pull Rainbow into the hug, pressing her daughter’s face against the other side of your neck as she continues to inhale.

                                            >“Gah! Mooom! C-cut it out!” Rainbow squirms, reluctantly hugging back even as she can’t help but breathe against your skin.

                                            >“Oops! Hehehe, you know how mothers get. Not gonna apologize for that!” Windy gives one final, extra enthusiastic squeeze before letting go with a smile. “I just had to show my amazing son-in-law how much he’s loved! Now, why don’t you come inside~”

                                            >Windy giggles excitedly again as she turns away, her body hovering right at your eye level. You’re unsure if that is intentional or not, but you are now very sure that her short cropped tail hides very little when she flies at that particular elevation.

                                            >You blush, but you don’t want to come across as rude, so you follow Windy’s sizeable freckled rump into the house. You do your best to ignore the vast blue speckled… canvas that is her backside, but her scent wafts straight into your face. It’s so familiar yet unique.

                                            >You briefly close your eyes as you find your body acting on its own, deeply inhaling as you try your best to do it quietly. That underlying spice is slightly different compared to Dash, but that tangy ozone and rain is exactly what you’re used to. It makes your eyelids flutter open… wait, is she getting bigger?

                                            >Your face collides with Windy’s tail, her strong dock keeping it firmly in place. “Whoopsie! Silly me, I should’ve told you I was stopping to open the door!” She giggles, taking her sweet time as her tail hairs tickle your face gently.

                                            >An exasperated groan peals out from the mare next to you as she bears full witness to the… accidental? contact. You just stay in place, unsure if you should make a move and risk making things worse.

                                            >As the door squeaks open Windy flicks her tail up briefly before landing and trotting inside. No way to know if that was intentional or done to balance weight on the way down, but the brief flash you got looked pretty wet.

                                            >Rainbow rushes into the house right behind her mom, keeping her head down as her tail flicks impatiently. You clear your throat as you follow her, trying to shake off the blush coloring your face.

                                            >“Come in, sit down! Would you like any tea? Oh, I’m so happy you both made it today!” Windy’s adoring voice echoes from the kitchen. Rainbow sits on the couch, looking away from you as you join her. “No thanks mom!”

                                            “No thank you, Wind- er, mom!”

                                            >You squirm a bit on the couch, not used to calling her ‘mom’ as your persistent blush burns hotly on your cheeks.

                                            >“Mmmm, that sounds just so right to hear, thank you!” Windy’s raspy voice cracks as she trots out of the kitchen with a cup of tea balanced on her strong wing.

                                            >She sits down across from you and Dash as she starts to sip. She looks deep into your eyes with every gulp, tilting her head up to show her neck.

                                            >“Ahhh! That’s better. I was feeling so thirsty! Oh look, the pictures!” Windy gestures to the table between you. Several photo albums are laid out, the newest one featuring you and Rainbow on your wedding day. Windy reaches out to that one with her wings, quickly opening it to the first page with a snap.

                                            >“Oh, just look! Bow and I when we first heard you were dating! We were so happy for you both, had to capture that moment! You know he’s just as proud as I am of both of you. You’re Equestria’s best power couple, after Bow and I of course!” She laughs gently. “He’s off today visiting his mother, so we’ve got the house all to ourselves! Oh look how handsome you are in that wonderful suit!”

                                            >You blush under all the compliments as Rainbow rolls her eyes. You know she loves her parents, and you also know very well how extra supportive they are. You figure you’ll do your best to go along with Windy. After all, it is Mother’s Day.

                                            “Ah ha, thank you… mom! I had to look my best for our big day after all!”

                                            >“Mmhmm, you certainly did! Still very handsome, my human.” Windy nods in approval of her own words. “You could have any mare you wanted… even now!”

                                            >Dash groans again, but her heart is just not in it. She knows her mom means well of course, but you have a suspicion there’s something else running through her mind.

                                            “Thank you, mom… Rainbow is very special, she’s the only mare for me!”

                                            >At these words, both mares in the room look at you intently. You keep your smile up even as a vague sense of impending doom lurks in the back of your mind.

                                            >“Of course dear! That’s exactly what every mother wants to hear from her son-in-law!” Windy’s warm smile shifts into a hot, smoldering look as her eyelids lower and she blushes slightly. “Of course, it’s up to my Rainbow Dash to decide what to do with you, isn’t it?”

                                            >You blink in confusion as Windy shuts the picture book closed with a snap and waits expectantly. You look over to Rainbow at your side just in time to see her massive blush mix with a determined look. She leans onto you, whispering “Do this for me, ok? This is my gift, for you… and her.”

                                            >You’re caught off guard as Dash pins you back into the couch with her body, kissing you as her wings work swiftly to unbuckle your pants. You try to lift your arms but they’re held in place by her strong hooves.

                                            >“That’s it, go Rainbow! Show that stud why he married you! Oh, isn’t my daughter the best lover? She’s just so good at everything she does!” Windy keeps up the praise as she clip-clops over to your couch, cheering on her daughter as Dash slides down your body.

                                            >Both mares come face to face with your crotch as your shaft is freed from your underwear, springing up violently. Twin gasps echo through the room as your mind reels, barely able to compute the situation.

                                            >“Wow Dashie, he’s got a lot of love to give huh? Look how excited he is, just like when you flew your first race!”

                                            >Rainbow’s face is over half red at this point, her eyes darting to her left in embarrassment even as she starts to lick at the side of your hardness. “Mom… h-happy Mother’s Day. I hope you like your gift…”

                                            >Windy gasps, fanning herself with one wing as her other reaches out to wrap around your cock. “You already gave me such a great son-in-law, and now I get to show just how much I love him? Oh Dashie, you shouldn't have!” Her hoof reaches around Rainbow, giving a genuine hug at first.

                                            >“We should do our best for your husband! He deserves it after all.” Windy’s hoof pushes on Dash’s back encouragingly, prompting her to bury her face into the base of your member. Rainbow huffs your scent between licks, her tongue circling your balls as she gets more involved.

                                            >Windy’s wing starts to move, pumping up and down your shaft. It’s an incredible sensation, the feather light softness cushioning the tight grip she has around you. The quiet rub of her feathers on your skin mingles with the lapping Dash gives. As you gasp from the combined feeling you realize their motions are perfectly in sync. With each stroke Windy gives, Dash wetly licks over you.

                                            >Your hips are already starting to buck instinctively. “That’s it! Enjoy it, make this day memorable dear!” Windy breathes hotly, bringing her lips to give your tip a wet kiss. Her tongue gets involved, swirling around intently. “Mmm, so virile! I bet I’ll have grandfoals in no time right Dashie?”

                                            >“Mooooom…” Rainbow whimpers, pressing her cheek against your pulsing shaft. Windy’s encouraging words and expectations ignite visions in your mind of Rainbow heavily pregnant.

                                            >“Oooh, I think he likes that idea! He’s so good for you. Only the best for my perfect daughter! Hmm…” Windy trails off, pausing her strokes to really squeeze you while she thinks. “Of course my Dashie gave me the BEST son-in-law. She’s the best mare there is after all!”

                                            >With that proud declaration, Windy speeds up her strokes. Your pre is cascading down you shaft now, adding wet noises to her intense attention. Amid the noise of her feathers and Rainbow’s licking, you hear a squishing noise coming from behind the two mares. No… it’s two separate squishes, but they’re so in sync it’s hard to tell.

                                            >Both mares are winking rapidly. You know Rainbow will squirt without any stimulation when giving you her special mouth hugs… maybe her mom is the same?

                                            >You gasp as Windy kisses your tip again. “When you two get home I want you to get right on making those grandfoals! First though, I’m going to enjoy this very special gift my amazing daughter gave me!”

                                            >Windy proceeds to gently, lovingly wrap her lips around your head with a moan. Her tongue fervently begs you to spill as she alternates swirling it around and lapping at the underside, licking in perfect sync with Rainbow’s tongue.

                                            >Dash’s hoof strokes your abdomen in time with her moans as both mares look up into your eyes with pure love. They both intensely want to bring you over the edge, and they’re about to get their reward.

                                            >Your thoughts get hazy as you get close. Rainbow’s words echo in your mind, and you find yourself locking eyes with her mom as you groan.

                                            “Windy… m-mom! I’m-”

                                            >Your shaft fires its first shot before you’re ready, almost knocking the wind out of you as the intensity slams into your brain. Windy’s eyes widen as it splatters the back of her throat, and she dutifully swallows, sinking her lips lower and lower until they meet your base.

                                            >Dash moans against your balls, her eyelids flickering as she orgasms at the same time as her mom. Both mares vocalize their appreciation of your gift, squirting wetly in an arc behind them. Each time your shaft throbs and spurts, they wink and squirt in immediate response.

                                            >Your mind is at its limit just to keep up with all the physical and mental stimulation. The sights, sounds, scent of these mares as Windy’s throat undulates around you with each swallow are almost too much. Sparks flit across your vision as your pelvic muscles clench over and over, until finally the intense wave passes.

                                            >You’re left a panting mess, the pleasure still almost unbearable. Yet both mares caringly slow down. Windy expertly prolongs your orgasm, her tongue and lips continuing to gently stimulate as she pulls back. Rainbow lovingly licks at you, cleaning up all traces of fluid.

                                            >Windy carefully releases suction, still licking at your tip before she places one last soft kiss on it and gulps the remainder of your gift in her mouth. She proudly shows off her neck again as she does before letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction.

                                            >Rainbow continues to pepper you with licks and smooches. Her eyes have never left your face, and though her contractions have slowed down you can still hear her wink in response to your approving gasps and moans.

                                            >“You did great!” Windy cheers as she catches her breath. You’re not entirely sure if she’s talking to just you, or you and Rainbow together. “You’ve made me the proudest mom in Equestria! And the happiest too!”

                                            >She gives her daughter another warm hug as both of them rub their faces on your crotch. “Hmm… so warm. Thank you both for the wonderful Mother’s Day gift, I won’t forget this! In fact…”

                                            >You blink as a camera bulb flashes your vision. “Ugh, mooom! You said you wouldn’t take pictures…”

                                            >“Oh I know Dashie, but this is such a good moment I just had to, look how happy we are!”

                                            >Rainbow groans, blushing and rolling her eyes as she slides up to join you on the couch. She looks too satisfied to give any more protest, remaining silent as her mom plants herself against your other side.

                                            >Both mares pointedly do not make any attempt to put your pants back on.

                                            >As you cuddle the two, running your hands over their amazing bodies, Windy reaches for her tea and another photo album.

                                            >“Now, I think it’s time I enjoy the rest of my gift hmm? Spending some quality time with my daughter and her wonderful husband on the best Mother’s Day of my life!”

                                            >Both mares’ hooves roam over your body, each shift of their fluffy bodies tickling your skin in a delightful way as Windy lovingly talks about her memories.

                                            >They continue to operate in tandem with their motions. Rainbow leans up to kiss your neck lovingly, and at the same time, Windy puts her lips to your ear again, her breathing tickling you in a whisper. “Thank you for giving Dashie your love, and sharing that with me today. You’ve been wonderful.”

                                            >You feel your heart melt a bit at her genuine love in those words, before it starts to beat faster as she kisses your ear. “I think I’ll take my gift for another spin in a few minutes, and bake some cookies after. Would you like that, my dear son-in-law?”