One night in Cloudsdale, in the home of Stormy Flare, her daughter Spitfire was currently awake having just returned from a trip to the facilities. Because it was break time at the Wonderbolt Academy she decided to use some of her free time visit her mom to catch up. It hadn't been long since the harem reunion and since then she and her mother had reconciled over her lifestyle choice in joining a harem and were closer than ever. Her mother still hadn't made her choice to join her in the harem and was still looking into getting her to join, feeling after so many years of being single she felt it was time for her to get back out there, and that Spike was just the guy she needed.

The Wonderbolt captain was heading back to her room to get some sleep, until she heard moaning close by, “Mom?” she asked herself recognizing the sound of her mother.

She followed the moans to her mother's bedroom hearing the moaning getting louder. She gently cracked the door open slightly, and peaked in to see her mom sitting atop her bed, fingering her pussy with one hand, and groping her right breast with another. Spitfire couldn't believe her mom was actually doing something she considered shameful and degrading, and yet seeing her doing it made her feel relieved she was less of a stickler enough to do something like that.

“Oh, Spike. Oh, yes, dig deeper! Dig into my pussy!” Stormy moaned in erotic joy, as Spitfire watched looking more shocked.

Soon her look of shock crept into a smirk, 'Well, mom. Someone's turning into a naughty girl.' she thought to herself.

As much as she wanted to walk away and leave her mother to her privacy, Spitfire could only look on Stormy in a mixture of disbelief and fascination. There she was, her mother, her breasts spilling out of her bra, sitting on the edge of the bed with her wings spread and her thighs open and fingering her opening furiously while using her other hand to fondle and play with her breast. As she watched, Spitfire tried to think of a time she had ever caught her mother doing this sort of thing in the past or even caught her and her father doing it but she came up with nothing. Hearing her mother moan in pleasure made the Wonderbolts Captain blush as she watched her juices leak out of her entrance.

'Holy shit!' thought Spitfire, 'Mom...what the hell...'

"Spike...ooh, Spike...," Stormy moaned, drool coming out of her mouth, "What have you done to me? I can't stop...you did something to me...you put spell on me...you kissed me and..."

'So that's how it is,' thought Spitfire, a smug smirk forming, 'Guess Spike had a bigger effect on her than I thought. That kiss from the reunion must have stirred her up something fierce.'

Stormy proceeded to crawl on the bed and get on all fours, her butt facing the slightly open door. With her wings stiff and sticking up, Stormy began using her fingers to dig deep inside her entrance while using her other hand to stay up. She whimpered as she could feel the pleasure all over her body. Her finger motions increased as she felt more of her juices escape her entrance. As time went by, Stormy's moans turned into cries of pleasure.

"Ooh, fuck me!" Stormy cried, her breathing getting heavy, "Spike...give me your dragon cock...drag me away...fuck me...fuck me like you fuck my little girl...make me a mommy again..."

'Jeez, mom,' Spitfire thought, her blush deepening as she let a small moan, 'The way you talk...I never thought that I would hear you say things like that...'

As she continued to watch Stormy play with herself, Spitfire's reason was slowly leaving her as she pulled up her skirt and lowered her panties. She then opened her jacket, unbuttoned her blouse and pulled up her bra, exposing her breasts and erect nipples. Placing a hand near the door, Spitfire used her hand to fondle her breast and pinching her nipple, watching her mother's sopping wet pussy and imagining Spike fill her completely. She bit her lip as she didn't want to draw attention to herself. She couldn't believe she was doing this but she couldn't stop herself, enjoying the view and the effect it was having on her. She then lowered her hand to her entrance and began to use her fingers to dig inside her exposed sex. Spitfire's eyes only closed briefly as she didn't want to stop watching her mother in throws of passion, her imagination running wild as she placed herself underneath Stormy. She imagined Spike filling her and her mom alternatively and doing other things she never imagined doing.

'Spike...,' thought Spitfire as she kept herself steady, 'Fuck me..fuck me and mom...'

Spitfire let out a loud, pleasure filled moan.

Unfortunately, this caught the attention of Stormy who looked back and saw Spitfire fingering herself.

“Spitfire?!” Stormy gasped.

Spitfire smiled sheepishly, and waved awkwardly, “Hi, mom.”

“What do you think you're doing?” the mother demanded, livid and embarrassed.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Spitfire countered, while noting the position her mom was in.

Stormy, realizing the compromising position she placed herself in, blushed before grabbing one of her pillows and covered herself with it.

“It's not what you think!” Stormy cried out.

Spitfire, enjoying seeing how flustered and embarrassed her mom looked, walked into her mom's room and closed the door behind her, “I think it's exactly what I think. You were masturbating while thinking about Spike, weren't you?”

“No!” she denied.

“Then who were you thinking of while moaning 'Spike...give me your dragon cock...drag me away...fuck me...fuck me like you fuck my little girl...make me a mommy again...'.” Spitfire couldn't help but laugh, which wasn't making Stormy feel any more better about being caught.

"This isn't funny, Spitfire!" yelled Stormy.

“Oh, come on, mom, I'm just having some fun. You got nothing to be ashamed of.” Spitfire assured her mom, as she sat down on the bed.

“But for you to see me behaving this way...”

“Doesn't make me think any less of you. In fact I'm glad to see you doing this. My mom's starting to act like the wild and crazy pegasus dad used to tell me about.”

“Oh, Copper.” Stormy sighed knowing her husband would tell their daughter stories about her younger years in high school when she was more rebellious and carefree.

“There's no point in denying it now,” Spitfire said not backing down, "The Dragon King has really gotten to you."

Stormy sighed, “Alright. I was thinking about Spike while...playing with myself. Ever since that day, when I danced with Spike, when we kissed, I felt this spark. A spark I hadn't felt in a long time. Since that day I've been having these dreams about Spike.”

“Really? What kind of dreams?” Spitfire asked slyly.

Stormy blushed, but explained despite her embarrassment, “I'd dream about him sweeping me off my feet as we dance on the clouds. Then he takes me back to my room, strips me naked and makes love to me like there was no tomorrow...roughly and talking dirty to me. It always feels so real, and yet I know it's probably nothing compared to the real thing.”

Spitfire smirked, “Then perhaps it's time you got to experience the real thing.”

“What?”

“Mom. I think it's time you and Spike went out together for some quality time.”

“Spitfire, you can't possibly suggest...” Stormy tried to reject, but Spitfire stopped her.

“Don't even try, mom. I've already seen how you've reacted around Spike, from your dancing and kiss at the harem reunion. You playing with yourself and your wet dream you just told me gives me total confirmation. You want my drake badly.”

Stormy looked away with a blush, “Fine. I want him. But would he want me?”

“Mom, look at yourself. You're still the bombshell I've seen you in your old pictures. Plus he KISSED you at the reunion. If that's not enough of a reason for Spike to want you, I don't know what is.”

“I don't know...” Stormy sighed.

“Come on, mom. Do it for both of us.” Spitfire beckoned her.

Stormy looked at Spitfire, seeing that she really wanted her to be happy with someone, and with her wet dreams about Spike were any indication she couldn't keep denying it any longer.

“Well, ok. I'll go out with Spike.”

Spitfire smiled and hugged her, “I knew you'd come around.”

As she hugged her mother, Spitfire felt relieved that she Stormy was going to give Spike a shot and hopefully, join the harem. All she could think about was how much fun her mother was going to have with the Dragon King and maybe have the time of her life afterward. Spitfire smiled as she was looking forward to telling Spike the news.

Spitfire realized that as she held her mother close, she still had her blouse open and her breasts exposed. She blushed again, remembering she was masturbating before along with Stormy. Spitfire lifted her hand and saw that her fingers were still covered in her juices. In watching her mother playing with herself and imagining Spike doing some naughty things, she knew that one day Spike would want have them both for some good fun. Spitfire sighed, knowing that as much as she loved Spike, the Dragon King was definitely perverted and wouldn't put it past him to suggest it. She looked down at her mother's exposed breasts and smirked. She thought that Spike was going love those girls, imagining him motor boating them.

A thought came to Spitfire and realized that she and her mother didn't bring themselves off, being denied release only moments ago. She lowered her hand slowly and traced her finger along Stormy's still wet pussy. This made Stormy gasp and felt like an electric shock.

"Spitfire, what are you doing!?" Stormy asked, her eyes widening at her daughter's act.

"Mom...if you're thinking of joining the harem...you have to get used this happening." Spitfire reasoned, speaking soothingly as she looked at Stormy through half lidded eyes.

"Spitfire...we shouldn't...we're...," panicked Stormy, a moan escaping her lips.

"Mom...you're so hot," spoke Spitfire breathlessly, "You need release and so do I. You looked so close to cumming and I wanted to cum with you. Please...let me help you...I want to be a good girl to you..."

Feeling her daughter using her fingers to dig inside her entrance, Stormy let out a cry, feeling her body tremble as her temperature rose up. She didn't even try to move away as she felt herself let go, enjoying the feeling of Spitfire pleasuring her most private area. Her cries turned into moans and she felt her nipples harden. As much as she tried to tell herself how sinful this was, she was starting to enjoy herself and wanted Spitfire to give her release. Seconds later, she felt her daughter's lips meet hers and her other hand firmly grabbing her breast. Stormy then felt Spitfire's tongue explore the inside of her mouth, making her groan. She felt her daughter's finger move even faster and she was getting close to release.

Stormy moved her hands, one making its way toward Spitfire's exposed breast and other towards her entrance. She gave the breast a firm squeeze while giving her daughter's pussy some finger action. Spitfire felt very wet and could tell that watching her masturbate had really excited her. She began to wonder much of a pervert her daughter was until she tried brushing that thought aside. Stormy could hear Spitfire's muffled moans and used her tongue to taste her. She fondled her breast and even managed to give her nipple a squeeze.

After a while of this action, both let out a cry and let of an orgasm, coating their hands in their juices. They both let out a sigh, their heads coming together as they looked at each other, breathing heavily.

"So sexy." Spitfire said, licking her lips.

"Spitfire...," Stormy said, looking at her daughter with a blush.

"Spike is going to love you." Spitfire assured.

The next night, Spike was in Equestria flying towards the Wonderbolts Academy. Not long ago, he had received a message from Captain Spitfire and had to report to her as soon as possible. As soon as the academy was in sight, Spike landed and looked around the empty flying track. He was used to coming here when there was activity and it was strange having to walk around the area without constantly hearing the sounds of flapping wings and rocketing take offs.

“Feels different coming here when there's no activity,” Spike told himself, as he walked around, “I wonder what the captain wanted me here for. Oh, there she is!”

Spike spotted Spitfire standing next to one of the buildings, wearing a jacket and a skirt. Spike ran over and saluted before her.

“Spike Drake reporting in, Captain Spitfire, ma'am!” he addressed her like an obedient soldier should.

Spitfire playfully shook her head at Spike's behavior and said, “At ease, soldier. We're off the clock.”

Spike dropped the soldier act and spoke to her, “So, what did you wanna talk to me about in the letter you sent this morning?”

“Let's talk in my office.” Spitfire insisted, as she led Spike inside.

Spike followed Spitfire through the halls, with Spike passing several displays of Wonderbolt memorabilia from past uniforms, trophies, flags, awards, and pictures of previous generations of teams. He stopped to see the graduation picture featuring him and the other rookies he was learning alongside with. He remembered how difficult training was, even when using the powers he gained. Captain Spitfire was a very harsh taskmaster who played no favorites and wanted only the best of best, never wanting to disgrace the Wonderbolts.

Spitfire leaned against his side to look at the picture, “Feeling sentimental?”

“I'm just recalling those good days. All that training and learning how to fly at my best under your guidance really paid off.” Spike said, sighing.

“Yeah. I've never felt more proud the day I saw you graduate," Spitfire said as she placed her hands on her hips, "To think I helped mold you, the Dragon King, into one of my best flyers.”

The two smiled at each other before continuing down the hall until reaching Spitfire's office. The captain unlocked the door and she and Spike walked inside, closing the door behind him. Spitfire turned on the light, and sat at her desk.

“Sit down.” she instructed Spike.

Spike took a seat in the chair before Spitfire's desk, as the Wonderbolt captain continued, “Now then, Spike. I called you here because I have good news regarding my mother.”

“Stormy Flare?” Spike asked recalling her mother, and how she wasn't fond of him and his lifestyle until he and the girls changed her mind about the idea at the harem reunion, “How is she?”

“She's fine. In fact, she's even better.”

“How so?” Spike wondered.

“Because I think she's ready to take the next step.” Spitfire smirked.

Spike perked up, “Next step? Are you saying...”

“Spike, my mom would like to go out with you.” Spitfire explained.

Spike's eyes lit up with excitement, before he jumped out of his chair and declared, “Yes!” He then realized his outburst and blushed, feeling embarrassed. He calmed himself down and spoke, “I mean, that's wonderful.”

“I know.” Spitfire agreed.

“So how did she decide on it?”

“I...may have caught her masturbating while she was thinking about you.”

“She was doing that while thinking of me?” Spike asked in surprise, blushing at the mental image, “Wow. Coming from a woman who previously hated my lifestyle, that's sure something.”

“I know,” Spitfire confirmed, “I managed to get her to open up a bit more on how you've been on her mind since the reunion and I convinced her that now's the time for her to go out with you.”

“This is perfect,” Spike smiled, “With Twilight away in Canterlot overseeing Princess Celestia's royal duties I have plenty of time to myself.”

“Very convenient.” Spitfire admitted.

“Oh, this is gonna be great. I'll take her to dinner, have some laughs and share stories.” Spike began planning.

“And in the end, you'll be giving her love that she hasn't felt in years.” Spitfire raised her brows to Spike.

Spike smiled sheepishly and blushed, “Well, that would be a good way to end the date...if that's what she wants, that is.”

“Oh, she will. Mom will be ready tomorrow night, so be there to pick her up at seven.” Spitfire instructed.

“Deal.” Spike smirked.

Spitfire looked around, “You know, we really are the only ones here. The custodian already did his rounds by now.”

“Are you suggesting what I think you are, captain?” Spike asked playfully.

Spitfire got up from her chair and walked around to the front. She then, in one swift movement, cleared off her desk and sat at the edge of it, “Your captain requests you undress her completely, soldier.”

“Yes, ma'am.” Spike said lustfully.

Without hesitation, Spike approached Spitfire, grabbed her by the cheeks and kissed her deeply. He felt the Wonderbolt captain immediately wrap her arms around his neck and knew she wanted this as bad as he did. Spike then moved his hands from Spitfire's cheeks, lowering them to grab the hem of the skirt and hike it up, exposing her. He then proceeded to unbutton the captain's jacket and was about to move her bra up when he felt that she had none underneath. Spike let go of Spitfire's lips and saw that indeed, she had nothing underneath her jacket and then he looked to see that she had panties. Spike looked up to see Spitfire and her expression was that of pure lust. He smirked, growling as he pinned Spitfire to the desk, looming over her with his hands gripping her wrists.

"I should report you, Captain," Spike said, staring at Spitfire and breathing heavily, "Coming into a training facility almost out of uniform...such dereliction of duty. Maybe I should teach you a lesson in proper appearance."

"You wouldn't dare." smirked Spitfire defiantly.

Even though she put on a brave face, Spitfire trembled in fear and excitement as Spike opened his mouth widely. She let out a gasp as the young dragon instantly darted his long tongue and made its way inside her mouth. She struggled a bit before letting putting herself ease, letting Spike's tongue explore her. Spitfire moaned, closing her eyes tightly as she used her tongue to taste's Spike's elongated tongue. It felt very thick and almost as as hard as the dragon's tool. Her blush deepened at that thought because at that moment, Spike was making humping motions between her thighs, feeling his covered, erect member make contact with her exposed sex. In an instant, Spitfire felt very wet and was desperately wanting Spike to enter her, but knew that Spike loved to tease his women when he was in a dominant position. A loan tear escaped her eye as she felt herself lose it as she let out a muffled moan.

Seeing that Spitfire had given herself completely to lust, Spike let go of the captain's wrists and used his hands to fondle her breasts. While he did prefer big breasts, he found that Spitfire's were a handful all the same. He gave them a firm squeeze and placed his long tongue between them. Spike couldn't but drool, breathing heavily like a beast. Over the years, he had discovered much about his dragon anatomy, such as enhanced strength, power of flight, magical power and a powerful sense of smell. He had also discovered that he could extend his tongue, which proved useful when making love. Taking out his tongue, Spike then used it to coil around one of Spitfire's breasts while keeping one of his hands firmly on the other. He used the tip of his tongue to give Spitfire's nipple a flick, making her whimper in delight. Spike let out a laugh, noting how cute the hard as nails Spitfire could let out such a cute whimper as he continued to have his way with her. Not long after, Spike proceeded to taste the other breast before he started to use his tongue to lick her whole body.

Spitfire felt like she was being devoured and she was crying for Spike to do more. She got her response with Spike lowered himself to her private area and started licking her insides. Her eyes widened as she could feel Spike's tongue making her way deep inside her folds, like feeling a different kind of erection and almost just as hard and thick. She let out another cry when she felt the young dragon tease her clit and started to breath heavily, feeling close to orgasm. More tears ran down her face as she screamed for release and seconds later, she let out an orgasm, spraying Spike's face with her juices as she arched her back. She slumped on her desk, limp as she tried to catch her breath. She then felt her body being turned and she found herself facing the desk with her butt sticking out. Spitfire then heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down and she instantly felt a pair of hands hold her hips. She shut her eyes tightly in anticipation, feeling the tip of Spike's erection teasing her. Spitfire whimpered again, shaking her hips to urge Spike to get it over with. She then felt a hard shove and her eyes widened, letting out lustful cry as she felt Spike thrust into her slowly.

"It's amazing," Spitfire breathed heavily, "Your dragon cock...so good...so big and thick..."

"Ooh, yeah, feel it, Captain Spitfire," Spike grunted, gripping Spitfire's hips tightly, "So tight and warm...so eager to take it all in..."

"Oh, yes, fuck me, Spike!" urged Spitfire, her cries getting louder, "Fuck your teacher...your superior...pound my pussy...tear it apart with your monster dragon cock!"

"Oh, I'll pound it how you like it, Captain," growled Spike, increasing his thrusts. He then smirked as he got an idea, "Just like I'll use it to pleasure your mother tomorrow!"

Spitfire gasped at this, but she went along with it as Spike was using dirty talk get her heat to rise up. It was true that her mother night end up in a position like hers after her date with Spike and just thinking about what Spike could to her mom was getting her excited. She really wanted her mother to happy and she knew Spike was the dragon to show her happiness and more.

"Ooh, yeah, your mom," moaned Spike, "That body and those tits...I can't wait to taste them...I can't wait to explore her...inch by inch..."

"Spike...mommy...mommy wants you so much...," Spitfire moaned, feeling herself getting close.

"Yeah...I want want your mommy, too. I want to taste her pussy...I want to compare hers with yours..."

"Ooh, fuck, Spike...I can't take it!"

"Maybe...maybe I will make her a mommy again...would you like that, Captain? Would you like me to fill her up? Do you want me to-"

"Oh, yes! Fuck her, Spike! Feed your dragon cock to her! Spread your seed inside her! Make her-"

Spitfire didn't get to finish as she let a loud cry, letting out another orgasm as Spike unloaded his seed inside her. Seconds past as Spitfire was almost out of breath, feeling satisfied as Spike was still unloading every last drop of his seed inside her womb. When Spike removed himself from her, Spitfire, with the last bit of strength, managed to move away from her desk, knelt down beside Spike and saw that the young dragon's member was still erect, coated in his seed and her own juices. She opened her mouth and proceeded to give her lover a blowjob, feeling him pet her head as she did so.

"Lick it clean, Captain," Spike ordered playfully. "Yeah, that's it...man, I wonder...if your mom will be this good tomorrow."

'Mom...you're so lucky,' Spitfire thought, tasting Spike's member while massaging his balls, 'Spike...make mom happy...she really deserves it.'

The next day at Spike's place, Spike was in the dressing room area, where Rarity would use to make outfits. It was complete with a runway she and the girls would use to model new outfits the fashionista would design for herself, the girls, and Spike as well.

The young man was currently standing before Rarity who was fitting him up for the outfit he would be wearing.

“Oh, man. I can't believe I'm going on a date with Spitfire's mom,” Spike said getting excited, “I really hope to make more of an impression on her.”

"I'm sure you will, darling," Rarity smirked before sighing, “Once again, Spike Drake, you manage to find a way to get into people's hearts.”

“It's a talent.” Spike confessed.

“Just remember you treat her with respect and to have class. After all, while you have your reputation as a pervy horn dog, the girls do love the more gentleman side of you.”

“I know. I'm gonna make sure Stormy Flare has the best date in a long time.” Spike promised.

“I know you will. Now then, let's get to work.” Rarity started levitating some clothes over, and started dressing Spike up in various outfits. With each passing outfit Spike tried on, Rarity kept shaking her head, feeling that something wasn't right. Soon, after twenty outfits, Spike finally stepped out from behind the changing screen wearing brown shoes, blue slacks, a purple buttoned up shirt with the top few buttons undone, showing off a bit of his chest, and over that was a black sports jacket.

“Well?” Spike asked hoping for an approval.

Rarity smiled, “Darling, we got ourselves a winner.”

Spike looked at his reflection in the mirror, “Yes. This will do nicely.”

Meanwhile at Stormy's place, the mare was in her bedroom putting something on behind a changing screen as Spitfire sat on the bed.

“Oh, I'm not sure I can go through with this, Spitfire. Maybe I should call the whole thing off.” Stormy spoke sounding nervous.

“You can't throw in the towel now, mom. You're already this close.” Spitfire reminded her mom.

“I know. It's just this will be my first date in years. I might be out of practice and he may not like me enough.”

“Don't think like that. Just dig deep to find your inner wild flyer. That's what I tell the new recruits at the academy.”

“Inner wild flyer.” Stormy repeated, while pondering on it. Soon enough she stepped out from behind the screen to show herself to her daughter.

Stormy was wearing a purple slip on dress that went below the knees and had thin straps. It also showed off a bit of cleavage that would be just enough to keep Spike's attention focused on her.

“Oh, yes. Now this is perfect,” Spitfire voiced her approval, “Spike's gonna love you so much.”

“You don't think this dress a bit to showy, do you?” Stormy asked, looking over her dress.

“Mom, you're perfect,” Spitfire confirmed, "Now, calm yourself because Spike is going to be here in a bit. Just be confident in yourself. It's not like he's going to eat you...well, not immediately."

"Spitfire!" yelled Stormy while Spitfire let out a laugh.

As the time was drawing closer, Spike was flying over Cloudsdale in dragon form it was long before he spotted his destination and landed in front of Stormy's home.

“Well, this is the place Spitfire said her mom lives.” Spike told himself before ringing the bell.

The door opened, as Spitfire answered, “Spike, you're here. And looking good.” Spitfire purred, tracing a finger on Spike's chest.

“Hi, Spitfire.” Spike said before giving her a kiss.

“Come in,” Spitfire invited him inside. Spitfire called up the stairs, “Mom, Spike's here!”

“Coming!” Stormy called from upstairs.

Spitfire turned to Spike, “She'll be right down. Have a seat while you wait.”

“Thank you,” Spike sat down on the sofa. He drummed his fingers before speaking in jest, “You know normally it's the mom who calls to their daughter when their date arrives. Not the other way around.”

"I know." Spitfire said with laugh.

“So...is she really okay with this?” Spike asked.

“She's alright for the most part.” Spitfire confessed.

“Should I be concerned?”

“Don't worry, she'll be all right. Just first date jitters.”

“Right.” Spike replied.

“Um, hello.” came Stormy's voice.

The two looked seeing Stormy come down the stairs. Spitfire smiled, while Spike looked in awe at the pegasus mom. He looked at her from head to toe and noted how much the dress suited her. He shook his head, telling himself that really shouldn't stare and remembered that he's supposed to be a gentleman.

“Evening, Stormy Flare, ma'am.” Spike greeted.

“Evening, Spike,” Stormy greeted with a faint blush, “My, you look great.”

“Thanks. You look lovely yourself.”

“Oh, this old thing? I haven't worn it in a while and it feels a bit tight.”

"I think it suits you."

“Ok, you two kids better get out of here,” Spitfire said, showing them out the door, “Have fun now. But don't have all your fun too soon.” she hinted making Stormy blush, while Spike winked. The two spread their wings and flew off.

Spike and Stormy flew side by side over Cloudsdale. The Dragon King could see that not much has changed over the years, though he did see a few new buildings. Looking over at Stormy, Spike could see that the mare was more of a cautious flyer and making sure she didn't crash into anyone. He smiled and decided to perform a few tricks in front of her, like barrel rolls, a few diving motions and aerial somersaults. The reaction Spike from Stormy was a playful eye roll and took that as his cue to stop.

As they flew through Cloudsdale, Spike asked, “So where too?”

Stormy looked at the dragon curiously, “You're asking me?”

“Since this is your first date in a long time, I'd like you to be the one to make the first stop on our date.”

Stormy smiled warmly and spoke, “Well, thank you. That's so generous.”

“Being around Rarity for so long has made me that way,” Spike said, “So anyplace in mind?”

“Well, there is one place I haven't gone to in some time.”

“Really? Where?”

“Follow me.” Stormy took the lead, as Spike followed her.

The two landed outside a diner modeled like it was from the 1950's. Spike took in the view and could tell that the place had been around for a while, though it looked very pristine and clean. He even spotted a few waitresses dressed in white blouses and tight pants that really accented their figures. He shook his head, remembering that he was on a date and he really didn't want to upset Stormy with ogling other women.

“Wow. A 1950's style cafe.” Spike marveled.

“Welcome to the Hoof Hop," Stormy said as she looked over the diner, "A friend of my late husband's owns it and was a very popular hang out when I was a college student. It amazes me that it's still standing to this day.”

“I think it looks neat and very well kept."

“Wait till you see the inside.” Stormy showed Spike in.

As they entered, Spike looked around seeing the whole decor was like the 50s, from jukeboxes, black and white checkerboard pattern floor tiles, framed posters of Equestrian movies from that era and famous newspaper clippings, rotating stools set up by a counter, and booths. He also noted that there was quite the crowd and the waitresses were barely keeping up with the orders. He could also hear the cook barking orders to the employees and banging on the bell so the next order could be picked up.

“Awesome.” Spike gasped.

“It is, isn't it?” Stormy asked while looking around in nostalgia, “My husband and I used to come here all the time when we were dating.”

Spike looked at her, “Really?”

“Oh, yes,” she admitted.

"Stormy Flare, as I live and breath!" a voice called out.

Spike and Stormy turned around and saw the cook, a stallion with grayish mane and a and a tan coat, was leaning over from the kitchen area giving the mare a wave and a smile. Spike was curious, though Stormy gave the cook a smile as she went over to him.

"Pat Griller!" greeted Stormy.

"I thought that was you, Stormy," Pat said, his smile widening, "It's been a long time, but I never forget a face."

"And I could never forget about you, Pat. I can see this place is still booming with people."

"My papa wouldn't forgive me If I let this place go to dogs, bless his soul. So what brings you here?"

"I'm actually on a date."

Pat looked over at Spike and sized him up. His eyes squinted and then he looked at Stormy with a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe you should throw him back. He looks a bit young." Pat said, which earned a frown from Spike.

"Leave him alone, Pat," Stormy said, "He just wants to show a lady a good time."

"Well, he better. You, Copper, bless his soul, and I go way back and I just want to see you treated nice like the fine lady that you are."

"Believe me, Pat, I can take care of myself."

Pat then looked over at one of the waiters and barked, "Hey! Clean up booth eight and make it snappy!" He then went back to the kitchen and barked, "And I want two Stormy Specials today! Hustle up or I'll dock your pay!"

"Nice guy." Spike grumbled, glaring at the kitchen.

Stormy giggled before bringing Spike to one booth eight in the far corner and sat on opposite ends. The waiter then gave both a glass of water before heading off.

“This was mine and my husband's favorite booth,” Stormy said, "We used to come here since we started dating and we continued to come here for years. We even brought Spitfire her for her first ice cream."

“Feels nice,” Spike admitted, "Back home, I used to go to places like this with my friends. Hell, when I first got into college, my first job was as a fry cook at the Jake's Drive-In."

"Oh, you love to cook?" Stormy said, intrigued.

"Any chance I get. Plus, I'm studying to be a chef one day and maybe open my own restaurant."

"And here I thought being the Dragon King was enough."

"Well, it's nice to have other talents."

Later on the two were each enjoying a Neapolitan milkshake along with a double hayburger and big basket of fries. Spike took a fry and dunked it in his milkshake before eating it, prompting Stormy to do the same.

“Mm, that is good.” Stormy smiled.

“Told ya so.” Spike replied.

Stormy looked at Spike seeing her certainly wasn't all she made him out to be when she first met him. And knew there was more about him she didn't know, “Spike?”

“Hm?”

“If I may be so bold as to ask, how is it you developed such a fascination for older girls, or ones with...impressive bust sizes?”

Spike blushed from what he was asked. Truthfully no one ever asked him how he became the type of person he was today. It was quite an embarrassing story and only a few of his ladies knew of it. He was a little hesitant to tell Stormy about it as she might think less of him. In the end. Spike decided to let her know the truth.

“Well, this all started many years ago back when I was in preschool.” Spike began.

“You became that way when you were that young?” Stormy asked in surprise.

Spike nodded sheepishly, “I know it sounds cliché, but I sort of had a crush on my preschool teacher. Ms. Sunrise. She was beautiful, caring, kind, and she...did have an impressive bust size any baby would love to be breast fed by,” he whispered the last part to Stormy who blushed, “She acted more than just a teacher to me and the rest of the kids, she was like a mother to us all.”

Stormy nodded, “Children at that age often do see their teachers as a second parent, at least teachers who act more caring. Though in your case, you saw her as crush.”

“Yeah, I saw girls differently than the other kids I knew and it didn't just stop at Ms. Sunrise,” Spike continued, “When I was like nine or ten, my parents would always hire numerous babysitters to watch me whenever they had to go out for dates or important stuff. All my sitters were teenagers, and each of them had very impressive figures. I couldn't help but look at them.”

“Did you ever...” Stormy began, but Spike cut her off.

“No. I never once felt them up even though the temptation of it was so overwhelming. In fact I didn't have to.”

“What do you mean?”

“The babysitters found me adorable and made them dote and fawn over me. My sitters no matter who would always hug my head to their bosom, pleading for me to call them big sister or some other form of it. They were good times. Sadly, as I got older girls my own age or those slightly older than me no longer saw me that way. Of course it didn't help there were times I'd get caught peeping in some girls direction. Or one time in class I was caught with a dirty magazine and had to stand in front of the class with it.”

“How did you not get expelled or suspended from that?” Stormy asked.

Spike replied, “It helps when the teacher is actually a real good guy and understands raging hormones. So he gave me a warning, and I've been more careful to not let anything like that happen again.”

“Is that really what your life was before you became part dragon?” Stormy asked.

“More or less, I was just a regular guy. Went to school, studied, have fun, tried to find love. That was my life. It wasn't much but it was life.”

“Do you miss that old life?”

“Hardly,” Spike replied, “My life got so much better when I became part dragon. I've done things no regular teenager could ever do. I fought monsters and villains from another world. I've met countless new people or ponies to be clear. And many started seeing me more than just that horny teenager I was in high school.”

“I believe you, Spike Drake. Ever since the harem reunion I started seeing that you're not the lecherous horn dog I thought you were," Stormy admitted, though she Spike a knowing smile, "Even if you are one, you have more class and respect for others than others with that kind of personality.”

Spike smiled, “Coming from you, that means a lot.”

Stormy smiled back as their check was left. Before Spike could pull out his wallet, Stormy stopped him, “Allow me.”

“But I should be the one to do it.” Spike argued.

“Can't a mare treat her date the same way a stallion does?” she asked rhetorically.

“Well, if you're really offering.” Spike replied, "Hopefully, Spitfire won't kill me because you insisted on paying."

Stormy smiled reassuringly as she left some money and a tip before the two headed off.

Later on, both Spike and Stormy were sitting close together on a single, floating cloud while looking at the starry sky. A few hours had passed since they had dinner and Spike had let Stormy lead him around Cloudsdale. While Spike knew his way around the city of clouds, it was fun seeing Stormy enjoy herself and even interacting with people she had lost contact with, from high school friends to friends she made during college or work. Finally, as the evening rolled around, Spike and Stormy made their way to Nimbus Park where they got to sample some of the street food. Though Stormy wanted to pay for the meals again, Spike insisted on paying, mostly because he didn't want Spitfire thinking he was cheap. They had stayed at the park as the evening turned into night and there weren't much occupants left.

“Beautiful isn't it?” Stormy asked, as she looked at the stars. She then looked up at the moon an sighed. "It's still strange looking up at the moon and not see the form of Nightmare Moon across its landscape."

“I think it's a beautiful sight without it,” Spike said, "So you haven't been here in a while, huh?"

“Copper and I would always come up here when the skies were clear,” Stormy began, “We'd even bring Spitfire up here when she was a filly. She loved watching stars twinkle. When Copper passed away coming here to watch didn't seem as magical as it was, so I stopped coming. Coming here without him wasn't same and...Nimbus Park was our special place, Spike. I always dream that he and I were sitting together like before. But it was always just a fantasy.”

Spike nodded remembering what Stormy told him about her late husband during the harem reunion and spoke, “Copper was really special, huh?”

“Oh, yes. He was everything to me. Sometimes I think about how things could've been had he not perished in the weather factory. He would've been so proud of Spitfire the way I was when she worked her way through the Wonderbolts ranks.”

“No denying that.” Spike confirmed.

Stormy sighed, “I still regret what I said to Spitfire at the reunion, about how disappointed Copper would be in her for joining a harem. I crossed the line and I almost lost my little filly that night. She had every right to be mad at me for using Copper as a means to guilt her for her choices. I never felt so ashamed of myself.”

Spike laid a claw on her shoulder, making her look at him, “I'm sure he knows you would never mean to hurt your daughter in any way. Besides, things are good now. You made up with Spitfire, you got to know the rest of the harem and things are not as bad as you thought.”

Stormy couldn't help but smile, “Yes. Your harem mates are really sweet and I can see the noble dragon Spitfire said you are. I didn't want to take the time to see that side of you before, but I'm glad I did.”

Spike nodded, “I'm glad you're able to see that now.”

The two smiled, as they continued to look up at the stars, “You know, watching the stars wasn't the only thing Copper and I did up here.”

“What else was there?” Spike asked curiously.

Stormy got up and pulled Spike up with her, “We'd always sky dance while leaping from cloud to cloud.”

“Really?” Spike asked intrigued, “Well, in that case how about we do that?”

“Sounds good to me.” Stormy agreed, as they held each other close and slowly began to dance on their one cloud.

Suddenly the two spread their wings and leaped through the sky floating before touching down on another lone cloud. They kept dancing, before leaping and floating from cloud to cloud as if it were ballet. Soon the two made one leap and flew around dancing while keeping each other close. For Stormy's part she felt alive and was glad she was still able to this. She was also surprised how good of a sky dancer Spike was proving to be.

“Oh, my. I knew you were good at waltzing, but I never thought you could be this good at sky dancing.” Stormy said looking impressed.

“Fluttershy taught me how to do this. Rainbow teaches me how to fly fast and do aerial stunts, but dancing in the sky isn't her specialty.” Spike explained humorously, and the two laughed.

As they floated together with the moon's light reflecting off them, the two gazed into each others eyes and smiled. Stormy, feeling excited in dancing with Spike, took the initiative and kissed him. Stormy felt Spike respond to kiss and decided to deepen it, holding him tightly as they floated down to the park.

When Stormy realized what she was doing, she pulled back, looking embarrassed, “I'm so sorry for being too forward.”

Spike only smirked, and replied, “Don't be. I was really enjoying it and I take it you were having fun, too.”

Stormy was still blushing with embarrassment, but she decided to share another kiss with Spike.

Later that night, Spike and Stormy returned to the mare's place, only to see it was vacant. As Stormy turned the rest of the lights on in the living, she looked around and felt a little nervous. She shook her head and tried to calm herself and looked back at Spike.

“Spitfire said she was heading home not long after we left.” Stormy said.

“So it's just us here.” Spike realized.

“Yes. You know I could go for a snack. How about you?”

“Please.” Spike answered.

“Make yourself comfortable, I'll go get us something.” Stormy headed for the kitchen, as Spike took off his sports jacket and sat down on the sofa.

Soon Stormy came back with a big bowl of mini pretzels, and two cups of iced tea on a tray, “Here we are.”

“Ooh, my faves.” Spike said, as Stormy placed the tray on the coffee table before taking a seat next to her date.

After making a toast, the two took sips of their iced tea, and grabbed a few mini pretzels to eat while relaxing close to each other. As she ate, Stormy was deep in thought, glancing at Spike occasionally as he ate his share of the pretzels. They were all alone in the house and Stormy’s mind was frantic at the possibilities of what could happen next. Just the thought of her and the Dragon King enjoying themselves in a more intimate manner made her blush and the fact that she and Spike were comfortable kissing one another really intensified those thoughts. It scared and excited her, making her rub her thighs together.

Gathering up her courage, she stood up from the sofa and stood before Spike, getting his attention. She stared at him for a few seconds and before the Dragon King could get in a word, she pulled up her dress over her head, hearing a gasp. She soon let the dress drop to the floor, bearing her bra and panty clad body to him. Stormy looked away, blushing in embarrassment.

“Spike, I…,” Stormy began to say as she gulped, “I really enjoyed myself today and...I think you’re wonderful, every bit as wonderful as my daughter says you are. I want to take the next and I may be rusty. Plus, my body may not be to your liking, not like my daughter or the rest of the girls in your harem, so...hopefully you’re not too disappointed.”

Unable to keep his eyes off Stormy, Spike continued to look at her with fascination and lust. Aside from her coat and mane color, Stormy looked very different from her daughter. Whereas Spitfire had a slimmer body and well toned legs, Stormy's body was a bit more rounded and her bust size was bigger. Spike could also see that Stormy’s strapless bra was a cup size smaller and had to admit that the thong was a nice touch. Spike chuckled, thinking that Spitfire had to really convince her mom to wear that set in order to entice him, which it did as he could feel his erection stirring. Spike had already thought that Stormy was an attractive woman and looking at her in her bra and panties really accentuated his opinion of her.

Seeing that Stormy was still hesitant despite her willingness to undress before him, Spike thought about how to approach this. A thought came to him and couldn’t help but smile wickedly. He relaxed on the couch and gave Stormy a half lidded stare.

“You say you’re rusty, Stormy, but I’ll be the judge of that,” Spike said as he beckoned to Stormy, “Come here, madam...sit on my lap and get comfortable.”

Stormy did as instructed, walking over to where Spike was sitting. She proceeded to straddle his lap, adjusting her position so she could get more comfortable. Stormy then placed her hands on Spike’s shoulders, keeping herself steady. As she looked onto Spike, Stormy could see his devilish smile and it made her shiver. She felt his hands on her hips and felt the strength of the young dragon. Spike’s touch was already having a profound effect on her and could feel herself getting wet and her nipples hardening under her bra.

Not wasting any time, Stormy leaned in and kissed Spike. It started light, but soon found herself deepening the kiss, hearing Spike moaning in response. Stormy continued to kiss Spike, placing her hands on his cheeks. She briefly let go before she placed a few more feverish kisses on Spike’s lips. Stormy then gave Spike another deep kiss, moving closer so that her bosom mashed against his chest. Letting go of Spike’s lips, Stormy breathed heavily, feeling her heart race as the young dragon looked on her with hunger.

“A good start, madam,” Spike complemented, “Now...why don’t you get serious and show me what you can really do.”

With a look of determination, Stormy leaned in again and kissed Spike more hungrily, wrapping her arms around his neck. She boldly inserted her tongue inside his mouth and started to taste him. Stormy continued to explore Spike’s mouth and started licking his sharp teeth. While she did this, Stormy began to unbutton Spike’s shirt and once it was open, she started to use her hands to feel his rather hard chest. Her blush deepened as more of her hesitation melted away, feeling a bit more confident as she was getting into the spirit of things. To her, it felt too long since she felt like this. Not since being intimate with her late husband has she felt so hungry.

Once again, Stormy let go of Spike’s lips, breathing heavily as she saw Spike smirk at her.

“I’d say your lips haven’t lost their touch,” chuckled Spike, “You're very slutty, Stormy Flare...just like your daughter. Ooh, the things we did just yesterday...such a naughty little thing...”

“Spike...do you..do like fucking my daughter so much?” asked Stormy breathlessly.

“Very much, madam,” Spike responded, “But I’m going to love having you.”

Opening his mouth widely, Spike let out his elongated tongue., This made Stormy gasp, which gave Spike the opening he needed to insert his tongue inside her mouth. Spike explored Stormy’s mouth, feeling her tongue respond as she moaned. He could feel the mare struggle until she relaxed, letting herself go. Spike then gave Stormy’s bra covered breasts a squeeze, eliciting a groan. He then moved his tongue away from Stormy’s mouth and yanked her bra off, freeing her breasts.

“So large and full,” Spike growled, as he grabbed and squeezed Stormy’s breasts, “So much bigger than Spitfire’s...I could lose myself with these tits.”

“Spike...taste...taste them...suck on them.” Stormy begged.

Spike obliged as he gave Stormy’s breasts a few butterfly kisses. He held her, wrapping his arms around her waist so his face was closer to her breasts. He started to give one nipple a few licks before sucking on it, practically devouring it as he fondled the other breasts. Spike could hear Stormy’s moans getting louder and louder, begging him to do more. He started to suck on the other breast while his hands traveled downward he reached Stormy’s butt. Once there, he gave them a firm squeeze before slapping one buttock a light slap, making Stormy wince.

Stormy’s moans turned to cries of pleasure. Wrapping her arms around his head, she could feel the feelings of lusts overtake her. She felt like she was being devoured and she didn’t want Spike to stop. Every time Spike slapped either side of her butt, she could feel her panties getting wetter and found herself desperately wanting the young dragon to enter her. She didn’t think she would feel so desperate, so wanton. It had been a long time since she felt like this and she didn’t want this to end.

Spike let go of Stormy’s breasts and picked the mare up. He gave her a hungry kiss to which the mare responded eagerly. He felt her legs wrap around his waist and held her, deepening the kiss. After a moment, they let go and stared at each other, breathing heavily.

“You’re doing well, madam,” Spike said wickedly, “But maybe we should move this someplace else.”

“Yes...we should,” agreed Stormy, “Spitfire’s old room is just upstairs.

Spike gave Stormy a look of surprise, but didn’t argue.

It didn’t take long for Spike and Stormy to reach Spitfire’s old room. With Spike’s clothes and Stormy’s thong on the floor, the two were on the bed completely naked with Spike lying on his back and Stormy between the Dragon King’s thighs, licking up and down his shaft. Spitfire’s old bed wasn't very big and it was meant for only one person, but the sexually charged pair made due. Spike sighed as he felt Stormy pleasure him, resting his head on the pillow. As good as it felt, Spike wanted this to last and didn’t want to come soon. He smiled, knowing that the mare below him had let herself go and enjoyed herself.

“Stormy...your mouth…,” Spike moaned, his eyes shut, “So naughty...sucking another man’s cock in your daughter’s room, What would she say…”

“You’re doing this to me, Dragon King,” Stormy said as she was jacking off Spike, “Making me want you...making me behave like a slut...you put a spell on me...you did something to me...I can’t believe we’re doing this in my daughter’s room.”

“So that’s it, huh,” Spike smirked, sitting up, “The big bad dragon put a spell on the innocent, chaste mare. It’s not good to lie to yourself, Stormy Flare. You wanted this...you wanted a young cock so bad and now you can’t keep your mouth away. Admit it...you wanted what I was feeding your daughter. You dreamed about it and now you can’t get enough of it.”

“Yes...I want your cock,” Stormy admitted lustfully, “Ever since you kissed me that day...I wanted this...your big dragon cock...the one you use to please my Spitfire...the smell of it...the taste of it…”

“The way you talk, madame...ooh, that’s it...Spitfire talks this way, too...every time she pleases me, sucks me off...begging me to pound her hard...oh, I pound her hard...yeah...I just love to pound that hardass’ sweet little ass…I love hearing her cry for me, Stormy…”

As much as she didn’t want to believe it, hearing Spike talk dirty about her daughter as she sucked him off was really getting her excited. She intensified her efforts as she engulfed Spike’s erection inside her mouth. For extra stimulation, Stormy massaged Spike’s balls, making him moan even louder. As she continued to please him, Stormy thought how much the dragon’s erection had been inside her daughter, imagining her screaming as she got hammered by it. At this moment, Stormy felt like she was competing against her daughter and wanting to prove that she had what it takes to please a young stallion...or in this case, a young dragon, just as well as any young mare.

‘Come...Spike, come for me…,’ Stormy thought as she felt Spike’s erection twitch, ‘Fill me up...I want your hot seed…’

“Stormy...I’m so close…” Spike grunted, “Ooh, baby...I’m going to come!”

Seconds later, Stormy felt Spike’s seed fill her mouth., She kept her mouth in place as she wanted to get every last drop of Spike’s ejaculation. After a few seconds, Stormy swallowed it and let go of Spike’s erection. She was amazed that it was still very hard and couldn’t help but admire it, using her hand to feel the length. It was still so full of energy and felt hot to the touch. She proceeded to lick the shaft clean, wanting to taste more of Spike’s seed.

“That’s it, Stormy...you’re so good at this,” Spike sighed, “You really do remember how to please a male...such a masterful technique…”

“You’re too kind.” Stormy said bashfully, looking up at Spike.

“I mean it, Stormy. You could give Spitfire a run for money.”

“But she’s younger and prettier. I’m just an old mare.”

“An old mare who is still smoking hot. Now...I want to see another view of you. I want to please you, too.”

Stormy complied as she moved her body, keeping her face close to Spike’s erection. Her exposed and wet entrance was now in front of Spike’s face and she gave it an enticing shake. She was rewarded with the Dragon’s fingers entering her slowly, making let out a contented moan. Seconds later, she could hear the young dragon’s tongue pleasing her clit. Another moan escaped her lips before she decided to have another go at Spike’s erection. Like before, she gave it a few tentative licks before engulfing it with her mouth. Stormy felt like heavenly, her head bobbing up and down as she tasted the hardened erection. She started to play with Spike’s balls again as she felt him lick furiously at her pussy. She even felt him massaging her buttocks, kneading them like he kneaded her breasts earlier. Stormy felt content, happy that Spike was being good to her.

What happened made Stormy’s eyes widen. When she felt Spike had stopped licking her, she was about to protest when she felt his lips on her entrance. When Spike's elongated tongue went inside her, practically touching her womb, Stormy gasped, instinctively letting go of the young dragon’s member. She cried out in pleasure, feeling every inch of Spike’s tongue lick her insides. Stormy came on instinct, bathing Spike’s face with her juices. It seriously felt like his tongue was acting another erection and her body was feeling absolute ecstasy and Spike wasn’t letting up. Stormy then engulfed Spike’s erection again, her bobbing motions becoming faster as she wanted a second helping of Spike’s seed. She coated the erection with her tongue, moaning and groaning in desperation as Spike was being relentless with her pussy.

Spike and Stormy ended up coming at the same time. The dragon experienced the mare’s juices spraying his face as he lapped it up hungrily. Stormy was rewarded with Spike’s seed filling up her mouth and going down her throat. After swallowing it, she licked the erection clean, still amazed that Spike was still very hard and hot.

Feeling himself ready for the final step, Spike moved and positioned himself behind Stormy’s butt and held her hips in place. He positioned his erection close to Stormy’s entrance, teasing it and making the mare whimper. Spike really loved this part as he really wanted everyone one of his ladies to beg for it before entering.

Before Stormy could say anything, she felt a hard shove, making her gasp before into a satisfied moan. A smile formed on her face, feeling elation that Spike had finally entered her, using his hard erection to invade her insides. Tears of happiness streamed from her eyes as she could feel more juices leaking from her entrance.

“Oh, Celestia...it’s been so long...fuck, it’s been so long!” sobbed Stormy.

“Such a hot and experienced pussy,” Spike grunted, thrusting his erection in and out of Stormy, “It’s a crime to leave it unfulfilled.”

“Spike...oh, fuck…,” Stormy said lustfully, “Please...tell me....my pussy feels good...tell me...it pleases your cock…”

“Oh, yeah...your pussy...I love how it wraps around me...I feel like I'm on fire.”

“Is it better than my daughter’s pussy? Do you like it better?”

“Your daughter...I love how tight it feels...I love how it tastes.”

“No...mine is better...you love pounding it…you love my tits...they're bigger than hers.”

“You’re so cute when you're jealous.”

Spike turned Stormy’s body over to face him. He leaned down to get closer and captured the mare’s lips, holding her wrists in place. He continued humping Stormy, relentlessly pounding her and hearing her muffled cries. He let go of her lips and positioned himself so he could grab onto Stormy’s thighs. Spike thrusts became faster as he used his long tongue to give the mare a literal tongue lashing, licking her breasts, her face and the rest of her body. He was getting close to the climax. At this point, Stormy was screaming in pleasure.

“Spike...come inside me…,” Stormy begged. “Giving me your cum...give mommy your cum...please…”

“You’re so hungry, Stormy…,” Spike grunted “Yeah...I’ll come inside you...fertilize you...mark you…”

“Fuck me, Spike! Make me a mommy! Fuck me and mark me with your child! Fuck me...fuck me...come inside me!”

Feeling one finally thrust, Stormy screamed as she felt herself have another orgasm. She then felt Spike ejaculate inside her, spreading his seed inside her womb. Spike held her in place until he felt the last bit of his seed fill her up. Stormy couldn’t help but feel satisfied as she stared at the ceiling. She then saw Spike lean in with a smile and wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her and she responded hungrily.

‘I really don’t want this to end,’ thought Stormy, moaning happily into the kiss.

When they came up for air, the two stared lovingly into each other. Stormy felt Spike's strong arms envelope her as she held Spike as tightly as she could.

“So...did you like me all that much?” Stormy asked bashfully.

“Stormy Flare, you were awesome.” Spike answered.

“Really?”

“Oh, yes. You were great, Stormy Flare. What a woman you are...so sexy, hot and beautiful.”

Stormy blushed, but smiled proudly, “You're too kind, my king. It's been so long since I've been pleasured like that. I didn't think I'd ever be able to feel that way again. Thank you.”

Spike chuckled, feeling a bit a pride in satisfying another woman. He gave Stormy a slight kiss on the lips, which she accepted.

Though Stormy felt very happy, she found herself deep in thought. More than ever, she started to agree that she needed someone in her life and she couldn't hold on to the memory of her late husband for much longer. He would have wanted her to be happy and move on and Spike was a nice enough person if a little rough in his lovemaking and then there was the dirty talk, which she admitted to herself was very much a turn on. But he was a harem master and had many women to satisfy and love. Could Spike really have time for her? Would he be there for her like he is there for his other women?

Gathering up her courage, Stormy looked at Spike and spoke, “And now I have only one thing to asked, “Spike Drake... can I be part of your harem?”

“Do you now?” Spike smirked.

“Yes. If you'll have me at least.”

Spike put a hand to her cheek, “I don't even have to think about it.” he gave Stormy a kiss, and she kissed him back.

Stormy felt her heart beat fast at Spike's acceptance. She still felt that there was a risk being involved with Spike, but she felt that it was worth a try. She had already gone the distance with him and would love to experience more of it.

When they parted, Stormy spoke, “Since we are lovers now, it's only right I give my handsome drake exactly what he's earned from me. Come here.” Stormy wrapped her arms around Spike's head pulling his face deep into her cleavage, "Ooh, yes. Much bigger than my daughter's breasts, Spike. Don't you agree?"

Spike wrapped his arms around Stormy's waist pulling her closer as he motorboated the MILF's boobs while laughing excitedly. Stormy giggled as she allowed him to play with her breasts. Stormy smiled, as she continued to hold Spike close to her, with the young dragon using her bosom as a pillow

'Oh, Spike. I can't wait to have more fun with you.'

The next morning, Stormy Flare was sitting on the sofa in her robe while having coffee. She had gotten up early and went to kitchen to prepare two cups and set them on the table. She was about to take a sip from her cup when she heard the doorbell ring. She tied the sash around her robe tightly to answer the door. When she opened it, she saw Spitfire, smiling. Stormy returned the smile and stepped aside so she can come in.

“Morning, mom,” Spitfire greeted.

“Good morning, Spitfire,” Stormy greeted her, “Coffee?”

“Please.” Spitfire responded as she sat on the sofa and spotted the coffee on the table. She took it and sipped it, enjoying the taste.

“And how're you this morning?” Stormy asked.

“I should be asking you that. Where's Spike?”

“He's still asleep.”

“So he didn't go home last night?” Spitfire smirked, "What did you do, mother?"

"We... Had a little after date activity when we got back.” Stormy said blushing, "He really tired himself out."

Spitfire's eyes widened and smiled in joy, “So he took you to heaven and back?”

“In more ways than one.” Stormy Flare confessed.

“Mom, that's wonderful!”

“Ok, keep it down, you don't want to wake Spike.” Stormy hushed her.

“Relax there's no way he can hear me from your room.” Spitfire assured her.

“Actually, Spike and I didn't do it in my room.”

“What do you mean?” Spitfire asked in confusion.

“We had our fun in your old bedroom.” Stormy explained.

“What?” Spitfire asked in shock, “Why would you do it in there?”

“I wanted to be adventurous. Besides it's not like you use the room anymore.”

“I do when I visit and stay over,” Spitfire reminded her. She sighed, “Now I'm going to be reminded that you two used my room for a sexual romp and I'm going smell it every time I sleep there. Oh, well. At least I know you two had fun.”

“And that's not all,” Stormy continued, “I actually asked Spike to be part of his harem.”

“You did?” the Wonderbolt captain asked sounding delighted.

“Yes. And he accepted me. So looks like we're both sharing the dragon king now.”

Spitfire's smile widened, as she got up and embraced her mother, “Mom, I'm so proud of you!” she kissed her mom's cheek.

As soon as her lips touched Stormy’s cheek, Spitfire’s nose picked up a scent. Her lips lingered there as her eyes closed. To her, the scent was unmistakable, but made sure by taking another sniff. Spitfire moved away from her mother, grabbed her shoulders and kissed her on the lips. She heard her muffled gasp, but held her firmly, deepening the kiss and inserting her tongue. She used one of her hands to untie the sash on her robe and opened it, exposing Stormy’s body underneath. Spitfire proceeded to fondle Stormy’s breast as she continued to kiss her deeply before letting go.

“Spitfire, what has gotten into!?” Stormy asked, startled.

“Spike’s smell...it’s all over you,” Spitfire responded breathlessly, “So overwhelming...I’m so jealous. Let me lick you clean, mom. I want to taste what he gave you.

Before she could protest any further, Stormy was silenced, her daughter capturing her lips and giving her a deep kiss again. She felt herself responding to the kiss, closing her eyes and moaning as she felt her daughter’s tongue make it’s way inside her mouth. Her hesitation and reason soon left her, relaxing as she responded with her own tongue. Stormy sighed, feeling Spitfire fondle her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Though her daughter had behaved amorous the day before, Stormy felt that Spitfire was being very bold and she was enjoying it.

Letting go of Stormy’s lips, Spitfire lowered her head toward her breast and gave them an envious look. To her, they were big and assumed that Spike had rather enjoyed them the night before. It still irked her that they were bigger than hers and growled at the fact that she didn’t inherit that gene from her mother. Spitfire proceeded to fondle one breast and lick the other nipple. She then opened her mouth suck on it, making Stormy moan even louder. After a bit, Spitfire switched over to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.

“Spitfire...Spike, he’s...oh, Celestia…,” Stormy moaned, “Young lady...he’ll catch us...oooh, keep doing that...suck on my tits…”

As much as Spitfire was enjoying her mothers breasts, she let go of them and traced her tongue downward until she parted Stormy’s thighs, finding that she was already worked up from all the stimulation. She started licking around the entrance, teasing her before using her tongue to stimulate her clit and licking inside her folds. Stormy’s delightful moans encouraged her to dig deeper, using her fingers to stimulate her even more.

“No...Spitfire...that’s too much…,” Stormy shivered as Spitfire’s tongue action increased, “I’m going to come...make me come...my little girl is going to make me-”

Stormy let out a loud moan as she sprayed Spitfire’s face with juices. He breathed heavily, her face still flushed from the stimulation. Not long after, Spitfire continued to lick her slit and let out a contented sigh, urging her daughter to continue to do what she is doing.

Opening her eyes, Stormy spotted Spike only a few inches from where she and her daughter were. Her eyes widened in fright and she was about to tell her daughter to stop when he saw Spike’s erection in full view, realizing that the Dragon King was also naked. Not only that, Stormy saw that Spike was smiling in anticipation, obviously liking what he was witnessing. She blushed as she felt her daughter still licking at her slit, letting out another moan.

“Morning.” Spike said.

Spitfire, hearing Spike’s voice, looked up at Spike and responded, “Morning, Spike. I see you’re finally up.”

“In more ways than one,” Spike responded with a chuckle, “Though I think you’re having a good breakfast there.”

“Yeah, mom tastes really good,” Spitfire said slyly and gave Spike’s erection a look, licking her lips, “Though I’m in the mood for something creamy to go with the juice I had.”

Spitfire went over to Spike and knelt down, her face close to his erection. She used her hand to feel the stiffness and gave the length a few licks. She then looked over to Stormy and beckoned her to come over. Stormy nodded, a hungry look forming on her face. In no time, both mares began to lick at Spike’s erection, letting out pleasurable moans. They alternated between sucking on Spike’s cock and using their mouths to suck on his balls. There were even occasions where they shared a deep kiss that involved a lot of tongue. They could hear Spike moan in satisfaction as they felt his hands pet their heads.

‘Oh, yeah...mother/daughter action,’ Spike moaned, ‘I love this...having them both pleasure me like this...one of my dreams is finally coming true.’

Author's Note

And there you have it, Stormy Flare has not only truly accepted Spitfire's choice to be in Spike's harem, but has accepted becoming part of it herself.

This and last chapter were edited and co-written by both me and my Co-Author Duke Moon II.