Mother's Little Secret
By: Fimbulvinter
It was with a satisfied, but tired grin that Berry Pinch, Pinchy to all her friends and family put her head down on the pillow of her bed. She had just gotten back from her family party hosted by Pinkie Pie and she was nearly wiped out from all the cake and ice cream. She still couldn’t believe it; eighteen. It was a big step. She was an adult now; old enough to go out on her own to bars and clubs.
It had been a wild day so far. That morning, she barely woken up before a pink blur was zipping through her room, leaving destruction and confetti in its wake. Pinchy watched as it spun around her room, knocking over her desk lamp before coming to a stop before her still blinking form. Pinkie Pie stepped out of the blur, pulling a five layered birthday cake out from behind her back before yelling “HAPPY ‘NOW YOU’RE LEGAL’ PARTY, PINCHY!!!!!”
Before Pinchy had a chance to react to Pinkie’s outburst, the party pony grabbed the cake and shoved the entire thing into her mouth, unhinging her jaw like a snake's to devour the entire thing in a single bite.
Pinchy could only blink dumbly at the scene as Pinkie zipped out of her window, restoring her desk lamp to its original place as she dashed past the desk.
After Pinkie’s arrival came the comparatively subdued family gathering. her whole family had arrived, something she had hoped for, but didn't really expect. Even her father, had come, though her mother, After the divorce it wasn’t often that Pinchy could get her mum and dad in the same room together, and certainly Berry Punch wasn't pleased to see him. Pinchy’s grandparents had come all the way from Hoofington, bringing with them Pinchy’s favourite aunt, Pina Colada.
Despite being two years younger than Pinchy, Pina was technically her aunt. Strawberry Punch and Root Fizz, Pinchy’s grandparents had birthed a second foal surprisingly late in life. As soon as she was able, Berry had taken Pina with her to family events like the Sisterhood social. Pinchy and Pina had nearly grown up together, though Pina never let Pinchy forget that she was her aunt.
Cake and presents were given. Some little things; A snow globe from Pina; a hooful of bits from her father – she was sure he had forgotten until the last moment, and crowning jewel which was her mother’s gift. Berry Punch had gone all out. A fine silver flask inlaid with a fire ruby and a bottle of Berry's first ever run of Crystal Berry wine. Knowing her mothers tastes, it was perhaps the nicest thing that she could have given Pinchy
“My daughter is old enough to drink, so I figured that I should go and get her the good stuff,” Berry said in response to Pinchy's hug. Despite her reputation around the town, Berry had made great strides when it came to her drinking. She knew that Pinchy would be responsible with the gifts she had given her.
Everypony, except Pina celebrated with a drink from the bottle of Crystal Berry wine. Pina pouted, but had to settle for fizzy punch. Holding it up to the light, she could see swirling colours within it. It looked like a prism of light suspended in the fluid, each one with its own taste. Pinchy found it to be sweet, but quite dry; she wasn’t sure if she liked it or not, but she didn’t want to disappoint her mother. “It’s great,” she said, finishing off the wine in her glass.
The party started to wind down after that, and finally finished up at around noon. Strawberry and Root Fizz had to get back to Hoofington, and Pina wanted to get back to her own friends. Pinchy let them go, giving each tight hug and a promise to come and see them soon. To her father, she just gave a timid wave, which he returned with a curt nod.
Following her party, Pinchy returned to the small apartment that she shared with her best friend and roommate, Dinky Doo. They had been friends ever since [rimary school and since they were both grown mares, they had decided to move in together and rent a place to live. Dinky was out at the moment, working along side her mother at the post office. Pinchy worked as a journalist for the Ponyville Daily She had worked her way up from being a reporter for the Foal Free Press before being offered an internship.. Now she had a permanent position with the paper.
* * *
Pinchy closed her eyes, ready to take a quick nap to refresh her before the afternoon crowd came around to wish her happy birthday when a knock came at the front door. “Go away,” she mumbled more to herself than to anypony, not wanting to get up from her bed, but the knocking became louder and more insistent.
Pulling herself up from the bed again, Pinchy made her way out of her room over to the front door. The knocking stopped for a moment, but she knew whomever was on the other side was just waiting for a moment. “Coming,” she called out a little louder.
Pulling the door open, Pinchy’s face transformed from slight irritation to a beaming smile. Standing on her front doorstep was…
“Auntie Colgate!” she beamed, rushing forward and pinning the blue mare in a tight hug. While not related to her in any biological way, Pinchy had always called Colgate ‘auntie’ for as long as she could remember. Colgate was Berry’s best friend and had helped Berry raise Pinchy when her father left. Pinchy had spent more than a few nights over at Colgate’s when Berry was too drunk to take care of her. Colgate had remained close to Pinchy all her life and the pair of them had more of a 'special sister' relationship now that she was growing up.
“Hey there, kid,” Colgate replied, returning the hug. She was wearing a short mini skirt that showed off her thighs and a half knotted t-shirt clearly designed to draw attention to her chest. Pinchy thought she could make out a little lace under the shirt; Colgate always loved it when ponies checked her out. “A little bird told me today was your eighteenth birthday. So guess what? You and I are going to celebrate. I’m taking you somewhere 'special.'”
Extricating herself from Pinchy’s hug, she grabbed Pinchy’s hand and pulled her out the door. Pinchy barely had time to lock it before Colgate had pulled her down the street, heading for one of Ponyville’s less affluent areas.
The pair walked briskly through Ponyville; Colgate clearly knew where they were going and she led Pinchy down several back alleys and side streets seemingly at random. Along the way, Pinchy ran into several ponies whom she knew, many of them giving her a wave or a nod, along with a ‘Happy Birthday.’ As they moved through the town, Colgate hummed with excitement. Pinchy could see a broad smile on her face and there was a bounce with every step. Wherever they were going, it was clearly somewhere that Colgate was excited about.
“You are going to love this, Pinchy,” she said, not able to contain her glee any longer. “I’ve been waiting for this day for years now.”
“Where are we going?” Pinchy asked. Despite Colgate’s clear excitement, there was no indication of where the pair of them were going. The only hint that she had was that yesterday it would have been illegal for to go there, so that meant somewhere not foal friendly.
“One of my favourite shops in town,” Colgate replied cryptically, “Now that you are of age, it’s time to get you something no mare should be without.” The ice blue mare pulled Pinchy around another corner and their destination came into view. Pinchy could only stare at it and blush in embarrassment. In hindsight, she should have seen this coming right at the start, as it was exactly the kind of place that Colgate would bring her on her eighteenth birthday.
Colgate had brought her to Ponyville’s only sex shop.
Colgate didn’t seem to notice Pinchy’s discomfort. “Now that you are a full mare, it’s time for you to get your first vibrator,” she said, sounding far happier about that than any mare should have a right to be. Pinchy blinked a few times at Colgate, wondering about how she couldn’t have seen this coming. Colgate was a notorious nympho and seemed to have an insatiable lust for sex; she spent most of her free time prowling for mares and stallions alike to have a little bit of fun. While she was perfectly professional when she was working in her clinic, once the working day was over, it was 'mothers, lock up your daughters; Colgate is on the town.' It was rumoured that she collected bizarre sex toys the same way that another pony might collect stamps or rare bit coins.
“This is a special birthday treat for you, Pinchy. From an aunt to her favourite niece. I’m getting you a vibrator and some porn to go with it. Now come on, Times wasting.” Colgate grabbed Pinchy’s wrist and yanked her inside the shop.
Pinchy had expected the inside of the shop to be dim and gritty; expecting to see sleaze on every wall and a desperate middle aged stallions perving on magazines or something. What she got was a well lit and very clean space. There were a couple of rows of tapes in the middle of the room, and shelves filled with magazines lining the walls. Behind the counter was a young and clean cut lime green pegasus mare wearing a well fitted shirt and pants. Both her wings were casually closed against her back, not in the rampant wingboner position Pinchy would have expected. The place looked just like any other place of business. A large sign above the counter proclaimed ‘The surgeon general of Canterlot advises all couples to always use protection. Be Smart, Be Safe and Enjoy.’
The pegasus looked up at their arrival and she quickly gave Colgate a familiar nod. “Welcome back, Colgate. Always glad to see a repeat customer. Sorry, but that custom griffon dildo you ordered is still in transit. I reckon it will be another two to three days yet.”
Colgate shook her head, “That’s alright, Sky Charger. That’s not why I’m here today. You see, it’s Pinchy’s birthday today. She just turned eighteen, so I thought I’d bring her here and let her have a look around.”
Sky Charger nodded once. “Ah, then welcome to ‘mares and beyond’, Miss Pinchy, Ponyville's premier adult needs store. Please take a look around. I clean all the stock daily so don’t be afraid to touch anything and if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask. Is there anything I can help you with?”
Pinchy blinked a couple of times, looking around the store. She felt mortified to be in here; it wasn’t the kind of place that she would come to on her own. She stopped and looked at Colgate, who was already bending down to examine a stand filled with magazines. Pinchy could see mares and stallions alike on the covers in provocative poses and differing states of undress. She swallowed hard. Colgate had brought her here for a reason and it would be rude to her aunt to refuse now.
“I w-want to get a v-v-vibrator,” she said, blushing red at the last word.
Sky Charger walked around from behind the counter and put a hand of Pinchy’s shoulder. “Don’t feel embarrassed, every mare has ‘needs.’ Tell you what, why don’t you come in back with me and I can show you what I have in stock. I’m sure I can find one that suits you.” She turned to face Colgate, who had now opened a magazine and was flicking through the pages. “Colgate, do you mind watching the store for a couple of minutes? I need to have a little private time with little Pinchy here.”
“Not at all,” Colgate said. “I’ve always wondered what you keep behind the counter.” She made her way towards the counter and quickly made her way around back. Sky Charger shook her head a few times, but motioned for Pinchy to follow her towards a back room of the store that had been covered by a hanging piece of opaque cloth.
Pinchy followed meekly and entered after Sky Charger. As soon as she walked in, she froze in place. Under bright lighting, she could see that the small room was filled with hundreds of different shapes of dildos, vibrators, strap-ons, and a few other types of toy that she was unsure of
Sky Charger walked around the room and grabbed a few toys off of the shelves, putting them down on a small table. “Now then, Miss Pinchy. What are you looking for?”
“I-I’m not really sure. I don’t know anything about this,” Pinchy admitted. "I've never really thought about using toys before. I've always just used my fingers," she added, her pink fur turning several shades darker.
Sky Charger smiled kindly at her. “That’s ok. Lots of mares or even couples don’t know anything about what they really want. I can recommend a few popular models if you like. Are you looking for something large or smaller?”
Pinchy looked over the selection of toys. Several of the looked far too large for her. She had never put anything larger than her own fingers inside her. “A smaller one, I guess,” she said.
Sky Charger picked up several of the larger ones and put them off to one side, leaving a half dozen options still on the desk. “Alright, next question. Are you looking for a vibrator/dildo combo, or just the vibrator? If you are unsure, I recommend that you go with the combo.”
“O-Okay,” Pinchy said, “I’ll take that.”
Another two models were removed from the pile, leaving four small to medium sized units. Two of them were faithful recreations of pony horsecocks, or at least they looked like the pictures Pinchy had seen in school of male anatomy. They had tapering shafts with blunted tips and a thick medial ring. The other two were smooth and rounded, though one of them did have a little bit of ribbing around the shaft. She picked up one of the two smooth ones, the one that had the ribbing, and looked it over. It fit in her hand easily enough and it wasn’t a particularly intimidating size. It felt comfortable in her hand. “I’ll take this one,” she said, showing it to Sky Charger.
“That one is a popular model for beginners,” Sky Charger confirmed. “It has a wide variety of settings. I’m sure it will bring you many hours of pleasure.”
Pinchy nodded once, still not comfortable will discussing her sexuality quite so openly.
Sky Charger put the rejected options back on the shelves and flicked off the lights before leading Pinchy back out into the main room of the shop. They could see Colgate had made herself comfortable behind the counter, leaning back in her seat and flicking through the magazine she had picked up. At the sound of them returning, she got up quickly and came over to them. “You find something?” she asked before seeing the vibrator held in Pinchy’s hand. “Nice,” she remarked before leading her over towards the rows of tapes and magazines. “Next item for you is to pick out some porn. Go ahead and pick whatever you like. Stallion on mare, mare on mare; even stallion on stallion if that floats your boat. I know it does mine.”
“Everything floats your boat,” Sky Charger muttered just loud enough for Pinchy to hear.
Pinchy gulped and began to wander down the aisles, searching for something that sparked her interest. There were more videos than she had ever expected to see, and they promised a wide variety of acts; wing play, horn jobs, strip teases and pole dancing to name a few. There were pictures of stallions holding mares down, two mares entangled together. Even one mare dressed in black vinyl holding an wicked looking riding crop standing above a bound and gagged stallion. There were even a few ponies on some of the covers that she thought she knew. One video, entitled ‘flexible fillies’ showed a cream mare that could only be Blossomforth curled up into a ball with her legs tucked up behind her ears. Her hands were holding her mare hood open and her head was held in close with her tongue extended. It looked like she was about to start licking herself out.
I knew she was flexible, but I didn’t know she could stretch like that, Pinchy thought to herself as she looked over some of the other videos. Browsing around the racks, she began to notice a strange feeling growing between her legs; a damp spot was beginning to form. She was getting aroused by all the sexy stallions and mares on display around her. She had to get out of there before it became noticeable.
She was just about to grab the video with Blossomforth on the cover when she noticed another one just sitting on the shelf next to it. This one had another pony that Pinchy knew, or at least she had heard about her before. A faintly off white mare with legs that went of forever and a regal looking mane sat resting on her back. Her legs were crossed in the air and her tail was carefully positioned to cover up her marehood. Her hands were also crossed over her chest, just allowing enough of her bosom to be seen so as to leave nothing to the imagination. A trio of small arrows made up her cutie mark. It was the supermodel, Fleur-De-Lis. One of the most well respected mares in Canterlot and now married to the very influential Fancy Pants. Pinchy couldn’t imagine her ever needing to do porn.
What really caught Pinchy’s attention however was the second mare that was on the cover. Resting across Fleur’s chest, with her tail placed just under Fleur’s nose, she had a beaming smile and both eyes were half lidded. There was no question as to who it was, with her deep purple coat and eyes, along with her cutie mark of a strawberry and bunch of grapes.
“Mum?” Pinchy whispered to herself, picking up the tape for a closer look. While the mare on the cover was a great deal younger looking that her mother, there was no mistaking the resemblance. It was her mother on the cover of a porn tape; with another mare no less.
Pinchy quickly flipped the tape over and check the blurb, hoping that it was all just a coincidence. She skimmed over the information on the back.
Filly Foolers VII. From legendary director Photo Finish comes this collection of sublimely sultry scenes. Watch as Fleur-De-Lis performs her first ever mare-on-mare scene. Also stars the up-and-comer Berry Punch who has taken the porn world by storm with her energy and passion and the chemistry between these two is clear from the start. Watch as these two minxes create a steamy romance that’s almost too hot to handle.
Pinchy flipped the tape over again and stared at the two mares on the cover. It was her mother alright. Her mother the winemaker used to do porn. Berry had told her once that she had always been a winemaker ever since she finished her education.
Quickly, Pinchy looked at the date on the tape. The copyright date on the film marked it as being filmed a year and a half before she was born, which would make Berry not much more than a year older than she was right now when she did this scene.
“Hey, Pinchy, you found something yet?” Colgate called out from over at the counter. Pinchy quickly looked up and grabbed the tape of her mother before returning over to where Colgate and Sky Charger were standing and talking about something.
Colgate loosely held the magazine she had picked out earlier in her hand. Pinchy caught a good look at the cover; it was a copy of Mares illustrated: Wonderbolts Collectors Edition and Pinchy could see Spitfire on the cover. She was half out of her uniform and was leaning suggestively towards the camera. Her arms pressed against ample breasts, accentuating and covering them up. She had a cat like smile on her face and both eyes were half lidded with a ‘come hither’ stare. Both her wings were splayed wide behind her. Below her, the caption read Slinky Spitfire’s Sexy Strip: Wonderbolt's captain bares all.
In the corner of the magazine was another Wonderbolt, a male one. He had both arms stretched up behind his head and he was showing off a very impressive six-pack. His image cut off slightly below the navel and along side the picture the caption read: Soarin’ reveals his workout secrets. Get rock hard abs in just six weeks.
Colgate saw Pinchy looking at the pictures and gave the younger mare a grin. “Ohh, I’d let Soarin’ bench-press me any day, Mmmmmm, and if I wasn’t already bi, I’d totally go gay for Spitfire; yummy,” she said, not even bothering to hide the lust in her voice as she ogled the pictures of the Wonderbolts on the cover. Pinchy could have sworn she saw Colgate actually begin salivating over the picture of Soarin’.
A few moments later, Colgate tore her eyes away from the two physical Adonis’s and noticed that Pinchy was holding a tape in her hand. “Oh, picked something already? What did you grab?”
“A, uh, mare on mare one,” Pinchy said, holding up the tape so that Colgate could see the title. She kept a hand over where her mother was on the cover.
“Really?” Colgate said. “I never figured you for a filly fooler. Hand it over to Shy Charger.” She turned back to face Sky Charger who was busy putting the vibrator into a paper bag. “Just stick it all on my account, would you? I’ll settle up at the end of the month like usual.”
“Certainly, Colgate. If you would just hand that over here, I’ll wring it up for you,” she added to Pinchy who handed the tape over without a fuss. Colgate had already gone back to staring at a double page spread of Spitfire.
Pinchy watched as Sky Charger scanned the tape and added it to the bag, her mind thinking about what she had just seen. The mare on that cover couldn’t be her mother, could it? No, surely she was just another mare who looked exactly like her, and had the same eye colour. And the same cutie mark, Pinchy realised.
“Here you go, Miss Pinchy,” Sky Charger said, handing her a plain looking brown paper bag. “I hope you enjoy your purchases and please, do come again.”
“She’ll be back,” Colgate said, grabbing an empty bag and sliding her magazine inside. “Give her a few weeks with me and she’ll be a regular old strumpet.” She turned to look at Pinchy, “Maybe tomorrow, I’ll take you and Berry out for a few drinks. I want to see what kind of drunk you are.”
At the mention of Berry, Pinchy’s eyes darted back to the tape in her bag. She was going to have to ask her mother about this. Maybe it would all just turn out to be a huge coincidence; Cutie marks weren’t exclusive after all, as Colgate often told her. She had been mistaken for at least two other blue mares with hourglasses on their butts at various points.
The pair gave a wave goodbye to Sky Charger and headed towards the door. Colgate stopped at the last moment and turned back to call, “Remember, call me the moment my package arrives.”
“Don’t worry, Colgate,” Sky Charger replied, getting up to place some new magazines on the rack, “When it comes in, you’ll be the first pony to know.”
Colgate laughed and waved her off, leading Pinchy out the door and back out into the bright afternoon sun. The pair of them exited the sex shop and Pinchy quickly looked around to see if anypony noticed them leaving. A couple of stallions were hanging around the side of the shop but none of them paid them the slightest bit of attention.
“Come on, Pinchy. I’ll walk you home. Nopony should hassle you if you are with me,” Colgate said, leading the way back towards Pinchy’s flat. “After that, I’m going to get a little ‘me’ time. I’ve got a date with a couple of the Wonderbolt’s.”
Pinchy followed after Colgate, eager to get back home so she could see her mother and sort this whole thing out.
* * *
Berry Punch had just settled into her favourite armchair with a glass of red and a new book she had picked up from the library recently. She had spent much of the mid morning and early afternoon cleaning up the house after Pinchy’s party. While there were still a few dishes to be done, they could wait until after dinner tonight.
Figuring that she had earned a little break for herself, Berry opened a bottle of merlot she had been aging for a little while and sat down in her favourite chair with a book she had recently borrowed from the library about growing Crystal Berry bushes. Her Crystal wine had been received quite well in some upper class circles, but it was expensive to import the berries from so far away. She was hoping to be able to grow some bushes locally and borrowed the book to see if it was possible.
She got to the second chapter on soil preparation when she heard a soft knock at her door. Berry slipped a bookmark in between the pages; Twilight would kill her if she marked the book in any way. Getting up from the chair she made her way over to the door and pulled it open.
“Pinchy!” she called out when she saw her daughter on the step. “Come in, I wasn’t expecting to see you again today.” Her face quickly dropped as she thought about the implications of that. “Do something happen?
“Nothing’s wrong, mum,” Pinchy assured her mother, “I just wanted to ask you something. This may sound weird, but I need to know.”
Berry motioned for her daughter to come inside. “Of course, Pinchy. What is it?”
Pinchy stepped inside the house and followed Berry into the living room. The house looked exactly as she remembered it; right down to the framed picture of Berry and Pinchy hanging on the wall in front of a vineyard. They were both smiling broadly, with Berry holding up a perfect looking bunch of grapes that looked exactly like her cutie mark.
‘Good times’ Pinchy thought as she looked at the picture.
Berry sat back down in her chair on the couch, while Pinchy sat on the couch opposite her. Both seated, she gave her daughter a wide smile. “Now, Pinchy. Not that I don’t like seeing you, but what did you want to talk to me about. What could have happened in the, lets see,” Berry checked the clock up on the wall, “the four hours since I saw you last?”
Pinchy steadied herself, taking a deep breath before going on. “I found something out that I wasn’t quite expecting. I’ll get to the point; mum, what did you do before you had me?”
Berry’s smile faltered for a second, but recovered quickly. Pinchy noticed it though. “I thought we had discussed this before. I was a wine maker. Always have been.” She indicated the space where her cutie mark was under her pants. “I didn’t get my mark for nothing. Why do you ask?”
“Colgate came over after the party. She decided that now that I was old enough, she was taking me to Mares, Colts, and Beyond.
Berry’s face blanched at the mention of that shop. Pinchy continued though, “I found something there.” She opened the bag that she had been carrying and pulled out the tape and showed it to Berry.
Berry took the tape and looked it over, flipping it around and looking at the back. Pinchy saw a wistful smile slowly overcome her face as she looked at the younger picture of herself with Fleur.
Eventually she looked back up at Pinchy. “Yes, this is me. For a couple of years before I met your father but after I turned eighteen, I worked as a porn actress. I had always planned to tell you someday once I felt you were old enough, but it looks like Colgate decided to jump the gun. She knows about this; we actually met on set. She wasn’t performing, she did the actresses hair between takes. It was just a side job for her while she studied for her dental degree.. After I got out of the business, we both agreed that we wouldn’t mention it again
Berry put the tape down on the table and picked up her glass of wine, taking a short sip of the dark liquid. “So now that you’ve found out, is there anything you want to know or say? Outrage over how I could degrade myself into doing something like this? Trust me; I’ve heard it all from my parents. They got over it eventually."
Pinchy thought about it. She hadn’t really considered what she was going to ask her mother now that she had confirmed it. She had really been hoping that Berry would say it wasn’t her. “I guess I’d just like to know why you got started.”
Berry sighed, “I suppose I was young and reckless. I had just turned eighteen and I wanted to do something wild. I wasn’t ready to just pack up and follow what my cutie mark told me. While looking around in some of the fashion magazines around at the time, I found an ad to do nude modelling. The pay offered was great and they were looking for an earth pony. I had nothing better to do so I decided that I would come along and check it out. It was a little odd at first, standing there naked while strangers took photos of me, but was kind of exciting at the same time. The director loved me and offered me a regular modelling job if I wanted it. The money was great; I was earning more in a single shoot than I would in three weeks at my regular café job.”
Pinchy smiled for a moment. Berry sounded almost fond for those times gone.
Berry picked up the take again and slowly turned it over in her hands. “Over time, the shoots began to take on a more explicit tone. Where before it had just been me naked in various poses, it started to focus more on the explicit side rather than being ‘artsy.’ Of course, I didn’t really notice, and the increasing amounts I was getting paid for participating helped keep me distracted. Eventually though, I got a call from a new director who had seen one of my shoots and thought I would be perfect for a scene in a movie she was going to be directing. It wasn’t until I was actually at the studio and having the interview that I really woke up to the fact that it was going to be a scene in a porno and that I was being asked to perform a threeway with stallion and another mare.
“Did you try and back out of it?” Pinchy asked. She hoped that he mother didn’t at least go along blindly with it.
“I thought about it, but in the end I decided to give it a try. I had been letting ponies take photos of me naked for months now, so being nude on a camera didn’t bother me. When it came time for me to do my scene, the other two ponies I was performing with were very welcoming and the entire crew went out of their way to make sure that we were comfortable. Regardless of what you might think about the industry, Photo Finish doesn’t allow smut on her stage. Shooting that first scene was one of the most intense and liberating experiences of my life. I threw everything I had into that scene and I guess I impressed somepony because a week later I found out that Photo Finish wanted me back as a regular contract model. I took the offer and didn’t look back.
Berry indicated the tape she was holding. “I did this scene after I had been shooting porn for about a year. At that time, Fleur-De-Lis was the undisputed queen of porn. She had dozens of movies to her name and she could practically name her own price for performing, but she had never done a scene with another mare before. One day she announced that she was going to shoot one and that she wanted me specifically to do it with her. She said that I was the prettiest mare she had ever seen and she wanted her first time to me with me. Naturally, I took the opportunity. Aside from the thought that Fleur wanted me, doing a scene with her would have given my own career a boost up the ladder.”
“If you liked it so much, why did you stop?” Pinchy asked. Despite her earlier reservations, she was getting into the story. Her mum made the life of a porn actress sound so glamorous.
“I met your father. He was such a gentlecolt back then and he didn’t like the idea of me screwing other stallions, even if it was just meaningless mechanical sex with no emotional commitment. Looking back, I guess he was jealous. To please him, I put my career on hold and decided to return to my original job of wine pressing. About six months later, I found out that I was pregnant with you, so I decided to retire fully from shooting porn and focus on family. I still get offers every now and then to return, but I think I’m done with it for good now. I’m not the young filly I was back then, and I make a nice living here.”
Pinchy thought about it. Berry had answered everything she really wanted to know about her former life, there wasn’t really anything left to discuss. Pinchy couldn’t really condemn her mother; it was Berry’s life and it was before Pinchy was born.
Berry finished the last of her wine before turning to face Pinchy. “So tell me,” she began, “have you watched it yet?”
Pinchy’s jaw dropped, “What do you mean? Why would I watch it?”
Berry laughed, “It’s porn, Pinchy. That is what you do with porn. As I remember, this was one of the best scenes I ever did. Fleur was a great scene partner; willing to do almost anything Photo Finish asked her; horn play, scissoring, sixty-nine. I remember Photo telling us that it was the single highest grossing film she had ever made, so I guess that it must be good. I never actually watched it once it was released, so I’m kinda curious to see it now that you have a copy.”
Pinchy was still unsure about it. It was her mother after all; it would be weird to watch her have sex on camera.
“Go on,” Berry urged her, “Lets have a look already. Stallions and colts do this all the times. Think of it as a little mother/daughter bonding time.”
Doubt must have shown on Pinchy’s face as Berry added, “Surely you must be a little curious to see what it was like. I’m sure that there are ponies out there right now, yanking it to pictures of me. I’ve made peace with that. I’d rather that it was you watching, instead of them.
Pinchy took a deep breath and came to her decision. Berry was right; she was a little curious to see it now that Berry had put the idea into her mind. “Alright,” she said, getting up from the couch and walking over where Berry was sitting. She grabbed the tape from the table and moved over to the T.V. and tape player.
She stuck the tape into the player and returned to the couch. Sitting down she saw that the tape was displaying an age warning – not to be shown to foals along with a few other legal looking logos and labels that she didn't recognize. Seeing the age logo made Pinchy realise that she really wasn’t a foal anymore’ she was eighteen and legal now.
After a few moments, the image changed to a scene of two mares, Fleur and Berry standing up and rubbing their hands over each others bodies. They were both wearing frilly lingerie and looking into each others eyes the entire time. Slowly, they came together for a sensual kiss, and Fleur ran her hands through Berry’s mane, sliding easily through the brushed curls.
“Fleur was such a looker back then,” Berry said, sitting down on the couch beside her for a better view. “She smelled so nice and was very gentle. I still fantasize about that day occasionally."
Up on the screen, Berry had broken the kiss with Fleur. She was now kissing the fur above Fleur’s breasts while her hands were fiddling with the claps on the back of Fleur’s bra. Fleur was still running her hands through Berry’s mane, her head arched in clear pleasure.
Pinchy had to admit the scene looked incredible. There was clear chemistry between Fleur and her mother and the camera work was tasteful; not just shoved in the faces of those performing. She found herself actually getting into watching the scene; anticipating each performers movements. One of her hands started to absently-mindedly inch down her chest, heading for her seat of her skirt.
A soft coo from Berry next to her reminded Pinchy that she wasn’t alone, and she quickly brought her hand back down to her side. On the movie, Berry removed Fleur’s bra and exposed her breasts to the camera. Fleur held her arms to the sides, pressing her ample breasts forward to accentuate them. Berry leaned forward, swirling her tongue around one nipple before taking the entire areola into her mouth.
Beside her, Pinchy noticed that her mother had begun rubbing one of her tits through the fabric of her shirt. A nipple was beginning to poke out from under her top. “Fleur had such perfect breasts; they were just right for grabbing. Firm but malleable,” Berry said as she squeezed her own.
While she didn’t have much experience comparing breasts, Pinchy had to admit Fleur’s pair looked pretty damn good. Abruptly, she realised that her own breasts were beginning to swell; two small points were beginning to form on her shirt. Carefully, she tried to cover them up with one of her arms, but the sudden motion caught Berry’s attention and she looked down at her daughter with a smile on her face.
“Don’t feel embarrassed, Pinchy. It’s alright to feel aroused. I put my all into this scene and frankly, I’d be disappointed if you weren’t turned on by this.” She reached over and began to unbutton Pinchy’s shirt. Pinchy didn’t stop her and soon her shirt was unbuttoned and fell open, revealing her simple white bra. The tips of her areolas could just be seen above the moderate A-cups.
“They look lovely, honey. Very well proportioned,” Berry said, nodding approvingly at her daughter’s chest.
“I’d like them to be a little bigger, just a half cup,” Pinchy replied. “All the other girls have larger ones.”
“I think they are perfect the way they are,” Berry reassured her daughter.
A sudden moan from the TV caught their attention. Movie Berry traded positions with Fleur. The white mare was now licking down the side of Berry’s throat while her horn glowed with magic. A second later, Berry’s bra just fell away, exposing her chest to view. Pinchy gasped at the sight; her mother’s tits were gorgeous. They were perfectly proportioned to her body and were symmetrical down to the smallest curve. They were the best tits she had ever seen.
As soon as she saw them, her nipples swelled forward like a pair of coiled springs and Pinchy felt a sudden twitched from down lower in the same place she had felt when she was in the sex store.
“Fleur’s magic tingled when she used it. I’m told that isn’t normal, but something that she had learned to do for her scenes,” Berry said before she noticed what Pinchy was staring at. “Huh, you like your momma’s tits, do you? Care to take a look at the real thing?” she asked before pulling her shirt up over her head. Pinchy couldn’t look away as her mother stripped her shirt off, revealing her boobs.
The first thing Pinchy thought as she looked at her mothers boobs was that time had been kind to her. While the hung a little lower than the ones on the screen, both of them retained their symmetrical perfection. Smiling, Berry squeezed them together and jiggled them up and down. “So what do you think of your mothers rack?”
Naughty thoughts ran through Pinchy’s mind; most of them relating to her somehow grabbing hold of the pair of purple melons before her. Berry saw her twitching hands and reached down, grabbing Pinchy’s wrists and placed her hands so that Pinchy was cupping Berry’s boobs.
Timidly, Pinchy leaned in and gave Berry’s chest a soft squeeze. They were soft and very malleable; two round orbs of springy jelly. As she touched and squeezed them she could hear Berry softly moaning away; both on the TV and right in front of her. Eventually, she brought her hands up and started massaging the tops of the breasts. Pinchy could feel Berry’s nipples press against her palms as she stroked away. The sensitive nips were eagerly responding to direct stimulation.
“That’s right, honey,” Berry moaned as her daughter touched her chest, “You can squeeze a little harder than that. With her free hand, she reached around the back of Pinchy’s body and started fiddling with the clasps on the bra; she wanted Pinchy to know just how good this felt.
With a quick snap, the bra came free and Pinchy let go of Berry to slide the undergarment off. Now both mares were topless. Pinchy intently began to compare her boobs with her mothers. Berry’s were larger than hers, but she felt that her own were a little perkier.
“Come here, Pinchy,” Berry commanded, reclining slightly into the side of the couch. Pinchy leaned forward and Berry pulled her in closer until they were only a few inches apart; the tips of their nipples almost touching. “Rub your tits over mine, it feels really good.”
Pinchy complied, lightly brushing the tips of her nipples against Berry’s. Each time the mammaries collided, she felt a sharp contraction in her chest followed by a tingling between her legs. She was sure that Berry would be feeling her own arousal.
“Mmmm, you feel so soft, Pinchy,” Berry cooed as she felt Pinchy rub up and down her body. After a few moments, she held up a hand to stop Pinchy, who looked disappointed at the sudden pause. Rather than halting the foreplay, Berry leaned forward and quickly swirled her tongue around Pinchy’s tit, further stimulating the sensitive skin. She clamped down gingerly with her teeth on the duct, earning a sudden gasp from Pinchy. Berry grinned inwardly; Fleur had really liked that as well.
The thought of Fleur sent Berry’s eyes over to the screen again. On the screen, the pair had progressed past kissing and licking and were both fully naked on the bed. Fleur’s horn was glowing with a light pink aura, levitating a small phallic shaped object over her breasts, while Berry fellated Fleur’s horn. Berry blushed as she remembered that scene; horns were very, very sensitive when casting spells, and Fleur had been releasing raw magic directly into her mouth. It tasted like pop rocks; sweet and fizzy.
Pinchy’s hands pulled Berry back into the moment. Berry let go of Pinchy’s nipple and reached up to kiss her daughter hard on the lips. Not the ordinary kiss between a mother and her child; this was the passionate and intimate kiss of two lovers embracing for the first time. Berry’s tongue explored the insides of her daughter’s mouth, noting with pleasure her straight teeth and healthy gums. All the while, her hands stroked Pinchy’s body and gently squeezed her perky tits. She could feel Pinchy’s hands doing the same.
They remained locked for some time, exploring each others bodies. A stray hand came to rest between Pinchy’s legs and Berry noted her rapidly moistening slit. She could feel the dampness from between her own legs and it was gratifying to know Pinchy was enjoying this as much as she was.
It was Pinchy who first broke their kiss. She pulled back and forcefully pushed Berry onto her back on the couch. Berry gasped at the rough play, but was pleased to see her daughter take the initiative. Without waiting, Pinchy reached forward and latched her mouth onto Berry’s breast, taking the teat between her teeth and sucking hard.
“Oh, yes!” Berry shrieked at the little leech now sucking at her chest. Pinchy’s tongue licked around her sensitive areola, giving Berry flashbacks to when she was just a foal nursing. This time around though, it was immeasurably more pleasurable. “That’s right, honey. Lick momma’s tits,” she cooed, “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
Pinchy detached from the teat and looked up at her mother. Berry could see a few light teeth marks on her skin, but she didn’t mind it. Pinchy shook her head, “No, mum. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Really?” Berry questioned, “you’re telling me that you and Dinky have never just ‘experimented’ on a long winter's night. What do you kids do all day?”
Pinchy didn’t answer. She just leaned in and kissed Berry again. Leaning back, Berry brought her legs out from under her and wrapped them around Pinchy, pulling her in closer. Their breasts pressed together and Berry could feel Pinchy’s hard breathing through their quivering forms.
With one hand, Berry reached down between Pinchy’s legs again, stretching out one finger. She delicately ran across the hem of her daughter’s panties. Pinchy gasped into their kiss as Berry ran the finger down until she was just about touching Pinchy’s clit. A moment later, Berry felt one of Pinchy’s hands come to rest on top of her finger, increasing the force and pace of her probing. Berry was only to happy to oblige, increasing the pressure she was putting between Pinchy’s legs.
A loud squeal from the TV caught their attention. Pinchy pulled back from her mother to see Fleur and Berry truly going at it now. Fully nude, Fleur had pressed her back up against the head of the bed, legs spread wide to reveal her glistening marehood. Berry was lying on her stomach between Fleur’s legs, tongue making slow, long licks up the length of Fleur’s slit. The dildo levitated by Fleur was smoothly filling up Berry’s rump while she ate Fleur out.
Berry had forgotten just how much fun she had filming this scene. Unable to resist any longer, she leaned back into the couch and hiked up her skirt. Sliding her panties off to one side, she slicked a finger and began rubbing her exposed slit.
One, then two fingers pushed their way inside her, filling her up in a crude imitation of the dildo. Berry hissed as she sank both fingers right up to the knuckle; it had been a few years since she was this worked up.
Beside her, Pinchy watched her mother openly masturbate in front of her. If her mother was going to do it, she figured that she could too. Undoing her skirt and sliding her panties down around her ankles, she followed her mother’s example, rubbing her clit while groping at her chest with her other hand.
The pair watched the reminder of the scene like that. Moans and whimpers came freely as they watched younger Berry get screwed in several rather imaginative positions by Fleur. They could tell that the scene was coming to a close, as screen Berry began to pick up the pace with the dildo she was now smoothly thrusting into Fleur. With a howl, Berry sank the dildo hilt deep into Fleur and a gush of clear fluid splashed out onto the sheets of the bed. Her horn also released several sparks of pure magic; each mote fizzing for a few seconds before extinguishing themselves.
“Fleur was quite the squirter,” Berry said as she stroked herself. “I think that may have been part of her appeal. You could always tell if she was having a good time or not if she squirted during a scene.”
Eventually, the scene faded to black as the two porn mares huddled together under the soiled sheets, slowly and deeply kissing each other.
“That was intense,” Pinchy said as she pulled her shiny fingers from her snatch, looking around to grab her clothes.
“Who said it had to end now?” Berry asked before she shoved Pinchy to the floor of the living room, jumping on top of her. Berry looked into Pinchy’s eyes; they both knew where this was going and neither one of them wanted to stop it. With another deep kiss, Berry began to work her way lower, licking at her throat and sucking on both her nipples for a moment before heading between her legs. As soon as she passed Pinchy’s navel, her hands lightly divided Pinchy’s legs. Pinchy didn’t resist; her virginal marehood coming into view. The little pink treasure oozed pre-cum, reflecting the light. Berry looked up to see that Pinchy was staring down at her. She didn’t break eye contact. With the confidence of somepony who had done this before, Berry reached out her tongue and gave Pinchy her first taste of lesbian sex.
“Ooohh,” Pinchy gasped as she felt Berry’s tongue lap at her. Her mother was so warm, so gentle; she clearly knew just how to please a mare. A second lick pushed Pinchy;s labial lips apart and ever so delicately probed inside her. Berry’s tongue knew just where to touch, where to caress. It wasn’t long before Pinchy was flat on her back, gasping in short breaths as she stared up at the ceiling.
Berry’s tongue teased Pinchy, lapping at her slit. Every drop of juice savoured, each delicate fold explored. She didn’t leave any inch of Pinchy’s dripping wetness untouched, tasting Pinchy’s sweet nectar with each lick. While on some level she knew this was wrong, Berry didn’t care. Pinchy was her daughter, and she loved her. Today they were going to strengthen that bond immeasurably.
With fervour and skill, Berry ate her daughter out. Pinchy squealed and writhed on the floor, but nothing she could do was able to dislodge her mother’s skilled tongue not that she was trying to. Her hands were crazy; running through her mother’s mane, sliding over her own body; even tweaking her nipples. It felt so good.
After a moment, she realised something was missing. While Berry was clearly content delivering pleasure to her daughter, her own body was being left unfulfilled. Thinking back to a scene from the movie she had just watched, Pinchy decided to resolve that issue at once. While it was hard for her concentrate with her mother’s tongue halfway up her cunt, Pinchy managed to summon her magic and grab the second item from inside her brown paper bag.
The small ribbed vibrator floated free from the bag and Pinchy levitated it behind her mother’s flanks. Trying to copy the actions that she had seen Fleur do, Pinchy floated it closer until it was just shy of touching Berry’s winking vag. With a flick of her magic, Pinchy brought the dildo forward and buried in between Berry’s nether lips, sinking the rounded tip deep into her body.
Berry’s eyes bulged at the sudden intrusion. She glanced back and saw the dildo hanging halfway out of her body with Pinchy’s apple green aura surrounding it. Looking back to Pinchy, she saw her horn glowing with the same colour. Pinchy’s horn surged brighter for a moment and the dildo slid fractionally further into her. A moment later, the dildo began vibrating as Pinchy flicked the switch, a buzzing noise joining the moans filling the air.
Colgate, you naughty mare, Berry thought as she returned her snout to between Pinchy’s legs. You’re spoiling my little girl. I’m going to have to thank you properly one day. Spurred on by the vibrator now erratically pumping into her cooch, Berry focused her attention back onto the glistening nub before her. She knew what she was doing. She had learned how to please mares a long time ago. It wouldn’t be long before Pinchy…
“Eeeeek,” Pinchy squealed as Berry’s tongue flicked her engorged clit. The sudden surge of pleasure broke the shaky control she had over the humming vibrator, leaving it three quarters inside Berry. Small sparks of magic began to erupt from her horn. Berry redoubled her efforts and lightly nipped Pinchy’s clit between her teeth.
The result of her biting was obvious. Pinchy’s horn exploded with magic, sending a stream of it up high into the air. The burst hit the ceiling, leaving a small scorch mark on the paint. Berry herself received a second gush; her face and nose were coated in Pinchy’s orgasmic fluid, which she greedily slurped down.
Pinchy’s horn glowed for a full forty seconds before it subsided. Eventually, the horn stopped glowing, leaving a few errant streaks of magic to dribble from the smoking tip. Pinchy lay sprawled on the ground, tongue lolling off to one side as her chest heaved. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat and her eyes were unfocused.
Berry looked down at her daughter, one of her hands manually pumping the vibrator into her vagina. Pinchy looked so satisfied and tired out. Berry suspected that this may have been her first big orgasm, and she was pleased that she could have played such an important part in it. Gently she lay down next to her daughter on the floor and cradled Pinchy’s head to her tits. Pinchy looked up at her for a moment before returning to nuzzle her mother’s teats. It was almost as if Pinchy was a foal again, and Berry was sorry she wasn’t lactating anymore.
“How was it?” she asked Pinchy.
Pinchy let go of her nipple and gave her a weak smile, “It was incredible. I love you, mum.”
“I love you too, baby.” Berry replied, hugging her daughter in close. She wasn’t sure the last time the pair of them had felt this close to each other.
It was another moment before Pinchy realised something. ‘Mum, you didn’t finish?” she asked, indicating Berry’s leaking marehood.
“It’s alright, honey. I can finish myself off later on. Let’s just enjoy this moment now.”
“But it isn’t fair,” Pinchy continued. “Let me help you. Show me how to please a mare like you did in the movie.”
“Tonight, Pinchy. Right now, I need to get dinner started.”
Berry got up and walked towards the kitchen. Tonight promised to be a very interesting night for both of them. As she walked past the TV, Berry stopped. She picked up the cover of the tape Pinchy brought with her. The younger version of herself stared back at her from the cover. Berry smiled to herself as she remembers some of the wonderful experiences she’d had over the years.
Berry looked at the cover for a long time, hard in thought. For a brief moment, her eyes flickered to the table by her front door and to the letter she had gotten just the other week from Photo Finish…
* * *
It was nearly six months since Pinchy’s birthday party and she and Colgate were wandering around mares, colts and beyond. The pair came there quite often now. Colgate had offered to help Pinchy start her own collection of sex toy’s and Sky Charger was more than happy to help pick out a few good ones to start off with.
Pinchy was wandering around the aisles, idly flicking through a couple of new magazines when she caught sight on a very particular cover. Bending down she picked it up and had a look at it. On the cover was a photo of her mother, but not as she was back when she was a young mare. This one looked like it had been taken just a few weeks ago. Lying on her side with her tail suggestively positioned between her legs, Berry had her arms stretched out over her head, giving the camera a full shot of her uncovered chest. A caption beside the picture read M.I.L.F fans rejoice. Former star Berry Punch’s exclusive return to the adult industry inside. It’s been twenty years and she’s only gotten hotter.
Pinchy chuckled to herself and grabbed the magazine. It would make some good reading tonight after lights out.
Author's Note
My first Anthro story, this was put together in a massive rush to meet a deadline that turned out to be unnecessary.
This version of the story was actually a total rewrite of another idea I had for the Unusual Random Bedfellows contest. The original story was actually much darker than this, with Pinchy finding her mother passed out drunk on the anniversary of the day her father left them, and her later on whining about how she wasn't as attractive as she was when she worked as a model. I got about 3000 words into that idea before I realised that the story was becoming far too dark for my own liking, and if I didn't like the story, then how could I expect anyone else to?
I managed to salvage a few ideas and re-incorporated them into this final product; namely that Berry had once worked as a pornstar and that Pinchy's parents were separated. Aside from that, there is almost nothing of my first idea in this story, and I think it turned out better for it.
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