Eating Pie. [Incest] [EQG] [NSFW]


                                            >Be Anon

                                            >Be very busy

                                            >Writing this essay on Orwell's Animal Farm

                                            >For your [spoiler]LAZY[/spoiler] sister Pinkie Pie.

                                            >Apparently she couldn't stay awake reading more than one page.

                                            >The assignment is due tomorrow.

                                            >Shit

                                            >"How's it coming along, Anon?"

                                            "It would be coming along fine if someone did their share of the work!"

                                            >"Sheesh, you don't have to be such a sourpuss."

                                            "..."

                                            >"Cmon Anon, don't be like that."

                                            >She nudges your shoulder to no avail as you furiously pound at the keyboard.

                                            >"Anooon. Helloooo"

                                            "..."

                                            >"Help me Anon, I'm dying. Of boredom."

                                            "Pinkie, get out of the room if you're not going to help me with this."

                                            >"Fine"

                                            >She stomps out of the room noisily, stopping outside the door only to blow you a raspberry before leaving.

                                            >"SURPRISE!!"

                                            >Pinkie pops up from under the table as you flip over your chair

                                            >Where the fuck did she come from!?

                                            "What the hell Pinkie!"

                                            >She recoils from you as you shout at her

                                            "I'm here doing your assignment for you. if you're not going to help, the least you can do is not bug me every 10 seconds."

                                            >"Sorry"

                                            >You pull your chair up and scoot back into the desk, ignoring Pinkie's protests

                                            >If she could get in, she can get out.

                                            >"You know, I haven't thanked you for helping me out."

                                            "If it's another party, I don't want your thanks."

                                            >"You know I've been hanging out with Dashie lately right?"

                                            "Schoolbike Dash? You've been hanging out with HER?"

                                            >God WHY?

                                            "Ponka, if I hear from one guy you've been spreading like butter I'm disowning you"

                                            >"I won't do that silly"

                                            >You hear her mumble something like "unless it's for you"

                                            >Must be your imagination.

                                            >"I did learn something from her"

                                            >*shuffle*

                                            >PONKA WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

                                            "Pinkie, this is not funny."

                                            >You reach down pull her hands off but she swats your hands away.

                                            >"Don't do that silly, I have a surprise for you"

                                            >You feel her hands reach into your boxers.

                                            >"Hello there little guy, are you ready for a pinkie party?"

                                            "Pinkie, I'm sorry for being so harsh, please let go of my dick"

                                            >"Nuh uh, Anon junior wants to party, and it is my solemn duty to help him out"

                                            >She begins stroking your length gently, her warm breath just inches from Jr.

                                            >You hear her cooing as she slowly brings you to full length, stroking to and fro.

                                            >"Who's a good boy"

                                            >The strokes stop and are replaced by the gentle caressing of her fingers running up and down your length, tickling you.

                                            >Teasing you

                                            >Her blue eyes finally peek out from the table, looking at you.

                                            >"You wanna see what I learned from Dashie? I'll show you if you say pretty please"

                                            >You can feel her soft hands on the length of your penis. Your heart beating so hard it feels like it could burst out of your chest at any moment.

                                            >"I'll show you, if you ask nicely"

                                            >The words stumble out of your lips before you could stop them

                                            "P-please"

                                            >"Okay"

                                            >Pinkie retreats back under the table and-

                                            >Oh lord that's warm

                                            >It was just the tip at first

                                            >Her warm tongue flicking at your crown as you began leaking pre

                                            >Then the entire head being engulfed in that sweet wet warmth that is her mouth.

                                            >She starts slow but quickens the pace as your breathing gets shallower and shallower.

                                            >You're so close

                                            "Pinkie. I-I'm gonna"

                                            >Wild mom appears!

                                            >"Anon, Pinkie, dinner is ready."

                                            >At that very moment, your dick decides to explode into Pinkie's mouth.

                                            >You bowl over the desk gracefully, face hitting the keyboard

                                            >"Are you all right Anon? Are you sick?"

                                            "It's n-nothing mom, just a b-bit tired"

                                            >Oh god it's not stopping.

                                            >You can hear pinking silently swallowing your load underneath the table, every gulp she makes only makes you harder.

                                            >"Did you see Pinkie anywhere? I can't seem to find her and everyone's at the table already."

                                            "I'm sure she's somewhere in the house doing pinkie stuff"

                                            >Please go away mom, I'm still cumming.

                                            >"If you say so."

                                            >Your mom finally leaves as pinkie goes back down on your dick. Cleaning it in one swoop.

                                            >You lie on your chair, exhausted.

                                            >She grabs your face and gives you a kiss on the lips.

                                            >"Thanks for dinner Nonny."