Geode was an incredibly horny pony by nature. It wasn't something he had acknowledged back when he lived alone (even as he rubbed his pussy on every knobbed surface in his home to a smooth sheen) But now that he was finally free to be himself (with his family, at least), his overwhelming libido was undeniable. While before he would have hid his soaked nethers, now he took pride in showing them off to his family. Nothing made him happier than seeing hard cocks and wet seats and knowing that he was the cause of it. When he left the farm, he was the same chaste professional stallion he'd always been. But behind closed doors, nothing pleased him more than being the object of everyone’s desire.

And right now, Geode's pussy was burning, an aching emptiness demanding to be filled. He needed to be fucked.

He needed to be *knocked up*.

A lifetime ago he would have balked at that thought and ran and hid himself away until any and all thoughts of insemination faded. But now, he embraced it. He had not one stallion to do the deed, but a whole family of them.

And yet his womb right now was painfully unfilled, because as much as he wanted to abandon his duties and hop into bed with his husband and sons until he was seeing stars, he still had a job to do. Geode was still a pony of discipline, and the farm wasn't going to wait just because he was in heat.

What made it all worse was the fact that he could have scratched that itch by now if he really wanted to. His eldest son Goldie, ever the bloodhound when it came to sniffing out Geode's fertile heat-stricken pussy, had cornered him in the shed around midday and attempted to mount him. This wasn’t itself a problem: a while ago, Geode had decided to fully embrace being the family cumdump by giving them preemptive permission to fuck him without asking, and it was Goldie who got the most leverage out of this by far. And yet, as much as Geode had wanted to be rutted senseless, he'd had to force his son to stop.

He'd made Goldie pull out for two reasons: firstly, because it was too risky doing it in the shed where any of the younger family members could wander in and catch them. As casual as they were about sex, they had a rule: the younger ones were to be kept in the dark about matters of sex until they were mature enough to have their first time. It made their first times so much more memorable and kinky.

But the second reason he'd made Goldie stop was simply because he couldn't afford to take a break from his work. They were already behind schedule as it was, and although Geode had been trying to hide his worries from the rest of the family, there was a very real chance that they were going to come in behind their projections this year. As the most experienced farmer, Geode felt like it fell on himself to push hard to make up the difference.

So he'd had to take a rain check on getting rutted senseless by Goldie, but had promised him they could have some fun in the shower later. But by the time that end of day rolled around, he was exhausted and just wanted to climb into bed. So he apologized (to both his son and his soaked and eager sex) and trudged up the stairs to clean up and get some sleep.

As he entered the master bedroom though, he found it occupied. Gallant and Gem, his two [i]other[/i] of-age children, had snuck away to have some fun, and now Gallant was mounting his sister, traditional pony style, right in the middle of the room by the foot of the bed. 

Both brother and sister turned their heads to see who had intruded on them, but once they realized it was Geode (and that he wasn't mad at them), they went right back to rutting. Since the two had been introduced to sex, the two hippogryphs couldn't keep their talons off each other. Given that they shared a bedroom with several younger siblings who had not yet been introduced to "the game", their parents' bedroom had become one of their go-to spots to sneak off to for a quickie. This was now a problem for Geode, who was trying hard to ignore how badly he needed to be bred and just get some shut-eye.

Geode climbed onto the bed, not bothering to get under the sheets because he couldn't find the energy. Instead, the proud father watched his two darlings give each other pleasure as Gallant pounded away at his sister, with no condoms in sight, and no shame felt by either of them for having raw, incestuous baby-making sex while their father watched. (Or at least, it would be baby-making if Gem didn’t already have a slightly rounded belly, the result of her incestuous lovemaking with her brother.)

Still, that wasn’t enough to keep Gem from being more than up for the task. Her sturdy frame braced against the floor by four strong legs as she rocked in time with her brother’s thrusts. The excitable and unflappable hen took to lovemaking as she took to everything: with enthusiasm and cheer. Gem eagerly shared the responsibilities of keeping the males of the family sated, and her belly was already swelling with the fruits of her labor.

Geode's hoof wandered down his belly as he listened to the delightful cacophony of noises coming from the breeding pair in front of him: the slaps of thighs against thighs, the moans slipping from Gallant's lips, and the satisfied grunts from Gem were all music to Geode. He'd learned to decipher the sounds and knew that they were approaching the end of their fun: the slaps were irregular, frantic, Gallant's moans less restrained, and Gem's legs trembled as the fire in her belly reached a breaking point.

"Oh fuck," Gallant whined.

Gem looked between her legs at her brother's cock slipping in and out of her well-lubricated tunnel with no resistance. Her vaginal muscles still gripped him tightly, but with so much fluid dripping from her, the friction was non-existent. "You gonna nut, Gal?" she teased him. "I'm gonna cum too."

Gallant couldn't answer, a string of expletives tumbled from his mouth instead.

The family had a no-cussing rule, except in the bedroom, where it was not only relaxed but encouraged... just to make things extra naughty. Grizz had even taught his kids some extra swear words to spice things up further.

Geode watched, pressing his hoof against his moist and puffy vulva as the pair finally went over the edge together. Gallant’s balls leapt and clenched as they unleashed his virile load, his body not caring that Gem was already pregnant with his foal and doing its best to pump another one into her.

Geode intended to ask Gallant if he had any left in the tank for him, but his eyes were already heavy. His hoofing off was helping him relax while it clouded his mind, and the weariness he'd been struggling with all day suddenly felt a lot more inviting. Maybe if he relaxed and closed his eyes, just for a moment while he waited for Gallant to finish with his sister, he could ask for a turn of his own...

The morning light warmed Geode's belly fur. He felt calmer than he had in ages... until he realized that it was already well past dawn. Not only had he fallen asleep, but he'd overslept! The chickens needed to be tended to hours ago! Why hadn't his alarm woken him?

He reached for his alarm clock on the bed stand and found it missing, with a handwritten note in its place. "My Treasure" it said at the top. Grizz's nickname for him, written in Grizz's own handwriting. He grabbed it and read the whole thing.

[i]Goldie told me you were too tired yesterday to get fucked, which means you've been working way too hard. Gallant said you fell asleep watching him and Gem, and we're all worried about you. So today, sleep as late as you want. We've got the chores handled. And once you're up, we've got a fun day ahead of you. Just ring the bell.

Your Big Bear[/i]

Bell? What bell? Geode noticed that the letter had been propped up on a silver handbell. Curious, Geode gasped it in his mouth and gave it a ring.

There was a flurry of hoofbeats and talon clacking on the floor below. Geode's confusion turned to nervous excitement as he heard someone coming up the stairs, and then watched the door to the bedroom slowly open.

It was Gem, his lovely daughter, carrying a breakfast tray on her back and dressed in a sultry maid outfit. Where did she find such a thing? It must be a costume from the dance lessons she was taking from Grizz's mother.

"What is this?" Geode asked. This was so surreal, he assumed for a moment he must be dreaming. But no, this was real, and his daughter was giving him breakfast in bed while looking absolutely stunning in that sexy outfit.

"It's breakfast," said Gem coyly.

"I can see that."

Gem extended the legs on the tray and placed it next to the bed where Geode could easily reach it. Then she climbed onto the bed, sitting on her father's legs. "Daddy says you're not to lift a hoof today," she told him.

"But the beans..."

"Gallant's on that."

"But the barn repairs..."

"Goldie's got that covered."

"But the..." Before Geode could finish his next protest, Gem put a talon on his lips.

"It's handled, Dad. We know what needs to be done. So don't worry about it, okay? Just enjoy breakfast."

The breakfast did look tantalizing. The mixed smells of oat cakes, apple strudel, and grilled onions and peppers teased his nose.

"Well, if Grizz insists, I guess I can't say no." Geode took a bite out of the apple strudel and its rich flavor exploded on his tongue. "Holy moly, you made this?" This was a surprise: Gem was a hen of many talents, but cooking wasn't really one of them.

"Nah,” Gem confessed as she snuggled up to her dad on the side opposite the food. “If I was in charge of this it'd be a lot more burnt. Gallant made it… but he couldn't fit in the dress, so here I am. Just think of all of this being from all of us."

So the whole family was working together just to give Geode some relaxation time? That realization moved him, and made him want to return the kindness. "Well then, thank you, my darling." He kissed his daughter on the lips, and she returned the kiss with her typical eagerness. 

Geode had a special relationship with his eldest daughter. Less animalistic than he had with his other family members, but more… romantic? Was that the right word? As the only two members of the family who had to deal with heats and pregnancy, she understood him in a way that even Grizz never could. And as much as they both enjoyed the company of the family males, sometimes it was nice to have someone who knew what you were going through. Geode wasn't into mares like he was stallions, but Gem had that ability to make anyone question their sexuality.

"I think I could get used to being treated like this," he told her after their lips parted. He went for another bite of delicious home-cooked food.

Gem lived for compliments, and it showed on her smiling face. "This isn't even the whole deal. You've got your dessert, now I get mine."

Geode looked up from the oat cake he'd been devouring. "What do you mean by... oh." As he watched, Gem slid back toward the foot of the bed until her chin was resting in Geode's lap. She gently grasped a hind leg in each claw. Geode, sensing where this was going and curious, allowed her to spread his legs. His breathing hitched  as she planted a kiss directly on his swollen mound.

Geode was still amazed by how flexible hippogryph beaks could be when they needed to be. He knew they were sharp, but they never felt that way when they were going to town on his delicate flesh. He cooed and spread his legs wider, allowing her access, and she responded with eagerness, pushing her tongue between his folds and probing his muscled entrance.

He tried to continue eating, letting the pleasures on his tongue accentuate the pleasures from hers. He'd never tried sex while eating before, but food kinks suddenly made a lot more sense to him.

"Where'd you learn how to do this?" he asked. After all, it wasn't like she had anyone else at the farm to practice with. Well, there was Geode's sister and her wife in the main house, but they weren't nearly as openly debaucherous as the rest of the family.

Geode looked up, her father's juices running down her chin. "Gran's teaching me. She has female clients too, you know."

Geode typically tried not to think about the fact that Grizz's mom, who was currently teaching Gem how to dance, was also the proprietor of a bordello (a fact that Grizz had avoided mentioning until well into their relationship.) Given Geode’s strained relationship with his own father, he’d been very nervous about Grizz’s family. But Granny Peaks had proven to be a good ally and a staunch feminist, so much so that he eventually came around to letting his daughter spend so much time with her. Gem had been floating the idea of working a shift under Gran’s tutelage during the farming off-season, and Geode was seriously considering letting her.

Geode laid back and enjoyed his daughter’s expert tongue-work. He was so happy that she was growing up in a supportive household, without any of the fear and stigma that had plagued his own upbringing. Out of everything he’d accomplished, she was what he was most proud of, and he wanted to give her the life he had only fantasized about. The fact that she wanted to give him so much love in return wasn’t his goal, but it made him feel so satisfied.

It didn’t take long for Geode to cum, his vaginal muscles tensing around Gem’s cum. He shuddered, losing himself for a minute in the afterglow. Gem gave her father a long lick from his taint up to his clit, then licked her lips clear of his juices. “Are you enjoying your treat, Dad?”

Geode tried to catch his breath. “Goodness, yes.”

“But we’re not going to put out your heat this way, are we?” she teased. She put her claw on Geode’s mound and rolled the puffy flesh around. “You need something more. But don’t worry. We’ve got a lot more planned for you.”

Geode wondered exactly how much fun had been prepared for him. It started to make him feel guilty. “I can’t let you do that. You’ve already given up so much of your time, I should be helping.” He moved to get out of bed, but Gem put her other hand on his chest, stopping him.

"You're not working the fields today. Daddy’s orders."

This close to the end of the harvest season, such a request was unconscionable. "Yes I am!” he insisted. “There's still so much to do. I can't not work."

Gem grinned smugly. "Oh, you'll be working, just not in the fields. We're going to put you on the porch, under the canopy, where you'll be nice and cool. Gallant is making lemonade."

"How is that working?"

Gem’s grin widened. "You'll be our relief station. Anyone who needs to take a break and empty their tank will know right where to find you.”

Empty the tank… “Do you mean empty their balls or their bladder?”

“Why not both? Assuming you’re on board, of course. We’re not going to make you do anything… but if anyone deserves a day off, it’s you.”

This was such a devious idea. Geode wondered who came up with it. He pictured his family gathered around him, jerking off, covering him head to hoof in piss and cum, bathing him in their warm, sticky love. Maybe his son Rock Breaker would see and get to join in. The pegasus colt was starting to get to the age where he could join the fun. Geode pictured the colt pissing on his father’s belly, his cock slowly growing as the scent of stallion-heat tickled some primal part of his brain. After all, what better coming of age for the boy than getting to knock up his old man?

“Let’s do it,” Geode declared.

This day was going to be amazing.