"Mooom?"
"Yes, sweetie?" Button's mother didn't look away from the paper as she replied.
As she read the news about the coronation of a certain Ponyville resident, she prepared herself to point out Button's missing Joy-Boy. It was quite a common occurrence for him to misplace it. She smiled as she saw a photo of Twilight with her new wings. Who would have thought the librarian would-
"I'm going on a date with Sweetie Belle."
Button nearly jumped three feet into the air as his mother slammed the paper onto the table.
"You WHAT?!"
Her eyes were almost popping out of her face. She stared at her son, feeling nothing but flaming wrath in her body. As she looked upon her trembling son, she suddenly realized what was going on.
"I mean, uh, great!" she said nervously.
"Mom, you're scary."
"And you play too many video games. Now, what about that date?"
Button gulped as his mother snorted out that last word. "I, um, well, I wanted to know what to do."
His mother raised an eyebrow and blinked twice. "What do you mean?"
"I don't know. What do you do on dates? Can I just invite her over and play games?"
"NO!" his mother roared. "I mean, girls don't really like video games, sweetie."
"You used to."
"That's different."
"It's the same-"
"I'm your mother, and I say you listen to me."
Button groaned, causing his mother to giggle quietly.There was something oddly enjoyable about having parental power. She might not be a princess, but in this 'castle', her word was law. And it felt good.
"I really don't think you should go on a date with... her." Button's mother involuntarily clenched her teeth as she spoke.
"What? Why not?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't know the first thing about mares, do you?"
"Sure I do! They are like colts, but... female. And they smell nice!"
Button felt all his confidence fade as his mother stared at him with a cheeky smile on her lips. She shook her head and tutted at him.
"Mares are delicate, and they require the right treatment."
Button's mother stood up and swung her head from side to side. Her beautiful, brown hair gently swayed in the air in a way which reminded Button of M`aréal commercials.
"We need the right stallion to do just the right things for us to be impressed."
"So you need me to save her from a heavily guarded castle in order to prove my worth?"
Button's mother smacked a hoof into her face, groaning as it hit her.
"Look, you clearly have no experience with mares."
"Sure I-"
"You're not fooling anyone."
"But-"
"Video game princesses don't count."
Button sighed and lowered his head in defeat. His mother bit her lower lip and giggled quietly. A certain part of her body was getting... itchy. And an itch doesn't go away unless scratched.
"Come on, Button. I'll show you everything you need to know."
The colt instantly lit up, smiling broadly at his mother. "Really?!"
"Oh yeah. Everything."
Button eagerly followed his mother as they walked to his parents' bedroom. A strange smell was invading the halls. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was odd. It was a bit like smelling a filly's mane, but intensified by at least a thousand times.
"Uh, why are we in here?" Button asked as his mother closed and locked the bedroom door.
"You'll see. Now, get on the bed."
Button shrugged and jumped onto the bed. He resisted the urge to continue jumping and sat down. Their bed was so much softer than his. His mother crawled on top of the bed and laid down on her belly.
"Now, tell me: have you ever kissed a mare?"
A loud thump roared through the room as Button crashed to the floor. She looked down and saw her son lying in a scrambled mess of his own legs.
"I'll take that as a no."
"Why would you even ask me that?!"
"Well, it's important. If you're no good a kissing, you can kiss... her goodbye."
"But, but I don't even-"
"Get back up here."
Obedient as he was, Button slowly crawled back onto the bed. A raging blush was upon his cheeks, and he couldn't bear to look into his mother's eyes.
"You need practice."
"Practice?" he repeated, almost whimpering.
"Of course."
"But how would I..." He looked into his mother's eyes, finally getting it. "Ew! You're my mom!"
"Well, just pretend I'm the milkmare." Before he could respond, she continued. "Don't think I haven't noticed you looking."
Button opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to protest. He stared at his mother as she lied there in front of him. She was merely smiling, waiting for him to make a move.
"But, but-"
"You'll never win over a lady with that attitude."
Button tapped his hooves together for a moment and sighed. "Promise you won't tell anyone?"
"I promise."
The colt inhaled deeply and closed his eyes. Although afraid, he decided to push forward instead of wasting time. His mother's lips were soft and small, the lips of a real lady. After planting his lips on hers, Button stayed there, simply enjoying her sweet taste. Part of his mind was telling him to pull back; it was his mother, after all. But the longer he lingered, the quieter the voice got. After a minute, he actually found himself enjoying the whole ordeal.
On the other end of the kiss, Button's mother was doing her best not to shake. This was by far the most inexperienced kiss she had ever been part of, but it felt magical. It reminded her of that first kiss she shared with her husband all those years ago.
A brief moment of clarity washed over her, forcing her to think about the situation. What was she even thinking? This was her son, not her husband. It was just practice, though. But kissing your son shouldn't feel good. She shook away the thoughts and reassured herself. This was just practice, and she was just being a good mother.
Button pulled away and opened his eyes. His mother's were still closed, however. She just sat there, her lips still kissing the air.
"Uh, mom?"
A quiet moan escaped her throat.
"Mom."
"Oh, Button..."
"Mom!"
"Wh-, I, uh, yes?" A slight shade of red lit up on her cheeks.
"How did I do?"
"Good, son. Much better than I thought..."
He raised his eyebrow as she trailed off. She closed her eyes and smiled.
"Mom."
"Uh, uhm, yes. You should probably practice more."
"But you just said-"
"Yes I know. But you need to be great. You do want to impress Sweetie Belle, don't you?"
Button sighed and nodded slowly,
"Then come on. There's more to a kiss than lips."
Wanting to get it over with, Button quickly leaned into the kiss again. This time, however, his mother was far more active. He felt a hoof behind his head, pushing him harder into the kiss.
"Mmph!"
Without warning, his mother opened her mouth, forcing Button to do the same. Her tongue instantly rushed into his mouth, finding its match. Button froze in panic as his mother's tongue danced around his own inside his mouth. Shivers of shameful pleasure ran down the colt's back. His own tongue started moving completely on its own accord. The moan of his mother passed on into his mouth, sending such sweet vibrations to his ears.
Little by little, the colt managed to relax and enjoy himself. There still was that nagging voice reminding him it was his mother, though. But for now, he appreciated her help fully.
Both mother and child were too lost in the kiss to realize she was pulling them backwards. In a matter of seconds, Button was lying on top of his mother's chest as she rested her head on a pillow. She silently ran a hoof across her own belly, further and further down. The moment it hit her little button of fun, she groaned in absolute pleasure. She forced her tongue further into her son's mouth, viciously attacking his tongue. Throwing every care and worry out the window, she pulled her son closer.
Button didn't quite know what the squishy, sloppy sounds were, but it sounded nasty. His mother kept moaning and groaning into his mouth. It was getting hard to breathe, too. He tried pulling back, but it was no use. His mother was far stronger than he, and she had him on complete lockdown.
"Mmph! Mmhmm!"
Despite doing his best to protest verbally, his mother didn't respond. At least not in the way he hoped she would. All she did was moan right back into his mouth. Button heaved in as much air as he could with his nose, but it wasn't enough. His breathing was short and ragged, bordering on panicked. He tried with all of his might to push away, but it was no use. Seeing no other alternative, he hit his mother right in the stomach.
Despite the blow being quite weak, it still managed to snap the mother out of it. She opened her eyes and pulled Button's head away. A strand of saliva connected the two as they stared into each other's eyes. While Button was panting from a lack of oxygen, his mother was panting from pleasure.
"That was... great, sweetie," she huffed. Before the colt got a chance to speak, she continued. "Now, time for... advanced lessons."
"What?"
She immediately removed her hoof from her now soaking cunt and grabbed a hold of her son. He flailed his short legs as she lifted him and leaned forward. The mare scooted backwards, sitting herself up against the bedpost. Once she was properly positioned, she put him right between her thighs.
"Ew! Gross!" Button put a hoof over his nose as he was confronted with his mother's vagina. He tried to move away, but she kept him close.
"Now, sweetie, it's time to put your tongue to use again."
"I don't wanna do that! It smells weird!"
"If you don't do it, you're grounded for a week."
"What?!"
"Trust me, mares love a stallion who can do this." Without further words, she pushed his head forward; right into her aching folds.
Button tried to push away, but she held him tight.
"I'm doing this for, ooh! your own good, sweetie." She closed her eyes and rocked her hips gently. "Every mare is going to want you."
Everything about this felt weird. The flesh on Button's muzzle was soaking him. It both tasted and smelled strange, too. Even though he didn't open his mouth, he could taste it all the same. He tried to look up at his mother, but her eyes were closed shut.
"Come on, s-sweetie, lick it."
His little heart was beating faster and faster. All he wanted was advice on dating.
"You'll, love, love it, I promise."
Button ignored the voices screaming at him to get away. His mother was a very honest mare, after all. Maybe he just needed to be more confident. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, immediately regretting his decision. It was so weird and fleshy, and it tasted so strange. The moment his tongue hit the flesh, his mother's thighs clamped down on his head.
"O-Oh! Yes, Button! Keep going!"
Inexperience didn't matter at this point. Her son's tongue felt splendid on her insides. That little, dexterous piece of flesh was like a syringe injecting naught but pleasure. In the back of her mind, she heard a faint voice calling her awful names. She promptly sent those words far away. Button would be better off with this practice. How else would he know how to pleasure a mare?
Button kept going for a while, not really knowing what he was doing. Every time he moved his tongue, loud moans roared through the room. Right in front of his eyes, he noticed a little stub. It looked kind of like a button.
"M-Mom loves you, B-Button!"
Sometimes he wished she would shut up. Her words weren't making this any better. Deciding to at least satiate his curiosity, he gently nudged the fleshy stub with his hoof.
"BUTTOOON!"
His mother's scream shook the very bones of his little body. Every single hair on his back stood up straight as a river of ice cold water slivered down his body. The flesh around his tongue convulsed and clenched, nearly trapping his tongue inside it.
Before Button could do a thing, an actual steam of juices hit him square in the face. He instinctively closed his eyes as his muzzle was drenched. Despite the odd taste of the flesh, the juices were actually really good. It reminded him of ice cold milk on a hot summer day.
Button's mother shook violently on the bed as her orgasm took control. There was no world, no husband, no Sweetie Belle; only Button. His little tongue felt like a hot iron to her sweetest and most delicate flesh, branding her with fiery passion. Angels sang in her mind as she sprayed her most profound love all over her son's face. She instinctively pushed her son's muzzle closer, even as he tried to pull back. Only when the last wave of pure ecstasy rushed through her did she let go.
Button immediately pulled back and spat on the bed.
"Mom! That was so gross!"
He glared at her, but she did not respond. She was staring at the ceiling as she huffed and puffed.
"Mom?"
"C-Come here, s-sweetie," she whispered, patting the sheets next to her.
Button reluctantly stepped forward, keeping an eye on her hoof at all times. Once he was next to her, she gently scooped him up onto her chest.
"T-That was... amazing."
"No, it was gross."
"Well, this is what mares want."
Button reared his head back in shock. "Ew! I don't want to do that again!"
His mother giggled and ruffled his hair. "That's what would happen... if you went on a date."
Images of Sweetie Belle holding him down flashes across his inner eye. Her frenzied moaning, being flooded with sticky juices. Button shuddered and shook his head violently.
"I'm never going on a date!"
"Oh? But I thought you liked Sweetie Belle?"
"If that's what having a marefriend is like, then no thanks!"
A loud fanfare of victory played inside his mother's mind.
"You haven't even seen all of it yet," she said with a smirk.
Button's eyes went wide as he stared at her. "There's MORE?!"
"Much, much more."
"Nuh-uh! No way! I'm going to play video games."
Button immediately jumped off of his mother's chest and moved towards the edge of the bed. Before he could get that far, she grabbed a hold of him and put him right back on her chest. This time, she placed him on his back, exposing his belly and everything else.
"Hey! I don't wanna do this!" he snapped.
"Are you sure?" she asked with a moan.
"Yeah! Put me down!"
"Even if it feels like this?"
Button gasped as his mother's hoof gently slid down his shaft. His mouth stayed open as she kept stroking, but no words left it. The mare giggled as her son's body trembled on top of her. Under the care of her hoof, his shaft quickly increased in length and girth. Up and down her hoof went, gently pressing down on his sensitive muscle. It was kind of adorable, actually.
It had been quite a while since she had had a penis in her hoof. When one's husband was away for such long periods at a time, the only thing to console a mare was made of rubber. Her son's member brought a smile to her mind and face.
"You're so quiet, sweetie."
"I, I, oh, I..."
"Do you like your mother's hoof? Does it feel good?"
Button nodded enthusiastically, causing her to speed up. She bit her lower lip and moaned. It seemed to have an effect, for his meaty dick throbbed as she did.
"Sweetie Belle would probably never do this for you."
Button moaned softly in reply.
"She would just use you. Wouldn't even make you feel good." Faster and faster she stroked. "But I would never do that. I love you, and I want my son to feel great."
Button's eyes went wide and an high-pitched moan left his throat. An explosion of cum erupted from his penis, shooting through the air. There was enough force behind the orgasm to shoot a load right in his mother's face. It splayed across her face, sticking to her muzzle. She giggled as her son came without a care in the world. However, that giggle ended abruptly as the door opened.
Both mother and son turned their heads in horror. As the door slid open, their eyes fell upon the white filly in the doorway. Her jaw was almost at the floor, and her eyes filled half her face. Sweetie Belle watched in shock as Button shot his last load onto his own chest.
"W-What?" she squeaked. Her legs were trembling and her mind was numb. None of the images running through her mind made any sense. But somehow she knew it was bad, wrong even.
"You... I, what?" she repeated.
"H-How did you get in?" Button's mother couldn't fathom the presence of the filly. She made extra sure to lock the door. There simply was no way.
"I... I pushed the door open," she responded meekly.
"Okay, okay. Look, come inside and let me explain."
She gently lifted Button off of her and put him on the bed. Sweetie Belle reluctantly walked forward, still unsure where to place her eyes. Button's mother gulped and quickly wiped away the semen from her face.
"Me and Button were just, uhm, having a bit of fun!"
Sweetie looked at her friend, his face betraying his mother's words.
"It's something all colts do with their mothers!"
The filly furrowed her brows and stopped walking. "R-Really?"
Button's mother nodded furiously. "Of course! It's perfectly normal!"
"Oh... Well, I, uh, could just wait outside, then," she mumbled.
"No, no! Just, stay right there!"
Button's mother got up and rushed to the door. She slammed it close, scaring both of the children. Upon further inspection, it seemed the lock didn't function properly, as Sweetie had unfortunately proven. She mumbled curses to herself before turning around to face the wide-eyed kids.
"Well, you see, Sweetie, me and Button were just... practicing!" She immediately gave herself a mental slap. Any other excuse would have been better, anything.
"Practicing?" Sweetie whimpered.
On the bed, Button was furiously shaking his head at her mother. Despite this, she continued her explanation.
"Yeah! Button wanted to make sure his date with you went well, so I made sure he knew everything he needed to!"
Sweetie's eyes went wider and wider with each word. Button smacked his face with a hoof, followed by a shriek of horror as he realized it was covered in semen. As his shrieks filled the room, his mother continued.
"He really likes you, you know? I just wanted to make sure he could make you happy!"
"That, that didn't look like fun," Sweetie mumbled.
"Trust me, it is! In fact, I think you should see what it's all about!"
Without warning, Button's mother picked up Sweetie Belle and put her on the bed.
"What are you doing?!"
"Y-You'll see! It's fun, I promise! Come on, Button, show her!" She nodded furiously at her son, inviting him over with a hoof.
"Mom, I don't think-"
"JUST DO IT!"
Both of the foals cowered underneath her booming voice.
Button crawled forward until he was seated next to Sweetie Belle. The two foals exchanged looks of absolute horror before turning their gaze back at his mother. She was staring at the foal with a smile broader than her face was. Everything was under control. It would all end up fine. Sweetie would be none the wiser, and they could all go back to their comfortable lives. Yes, everything was fine.
"Okay, Button, dear, show her what you've learned."
"But mom-"
"Do it!"
Button's mother nodded enthusiastically at the filly. Her son gulped and turned his face towards Sweetie. He closed his eyes and moved forward, causing the filly to rear her head back.
"Ew! What are you doing?"
"He's kissing you, of course!" Button's mother replied enthusiastically.
"Eww! I don't want to do that!"
"Sure you do!" Button's mother grabbed a hold of each filly's head and mashed them together. Sweetie managed to shriek before her lips hit Button's.
"See?! It's fun! Don't forget your tongue, Button!"
Both of their front legs were flailing in the air. They probably loved it so much they couldn't control themselves! Yes, that was it!
"Make sure she really enjoys it! Just like I did!"
She saw her son's mouth open slowly, forcing Sweetie's mouth open as well. Tears were welling up in the filly's eyes. It was so cute how she was that happy! She was even moaning from pleasure... sort of.
"Okay, enough of that!" Button's mother pulled their muzzles apart. Both of them were panting, and Sweetie Belle was whimpering.
"That wasn't fun!" the filly squeaked.
"Of course it was! But let's move on!" She shoved the filly onto the bed, eliciting whimpers from her. "Just lie still, this will be great! Button, you know what to do!"
Button looked from his mother to his friend. He slowly started shaking his head and closed his eyes.
"I don't wanna do it!"
His mother ruffled his hair and giggled loudly. "Nonsense! She'll love it! Just like I did!"
"But she's crying, mom!"
"Yes, because she's so happy! Now get in there!"
She grabbed a hold of his hair and shoved his face down between the filly's thighs. Sweetie Belle shrieked in surprise and stared right at the mother.
"W-What?!"
"Trust me, you're gonna love this."
There wasn't a mare on this planet who didn't enjoy a stallion who could properly work his tongue. Sweetie Belle would be no exception.
Just as expected, it didn't take more than a minute to turn the frightened filly's face into one of happiness. Granted, it wasn't the pure, heavenly kind of happiness Button's mother had hoped for, but it was better than nothing.
"I, I, oh, oh my gosh! What is this?!" Sweetie huffed.
"I told you, didn't I?!" the mother exclaimed.
"Oh, oh my! I don't, oh! But, but!"
On and on she went, her words switching between confusion and pleasure. Button's mother wiped sweat from her brow. Maybe this wouldn't turn out bad at all.
With her hoof away from his head, Button pulled back. Despite the sweet, marshmallow taste, he wasn't quite enjoying the experience. His eyes immediately found Sweetie's, which surprisingly weren't wet anymore.
"I'm sorry! She forced me!"
"I, I know. But, I, um..." Sweetie's cheeks flared up, burning a red mark into her white fur. She looked away from the colt, panting as she did. "It, it wasn't bad..."
"Really?" Button asked, his eyebrow raised.
"Y-Yeah..."
"I TOLD YOU!"
Both of the children jumped into the air in shock. Button's mother sighed heavily, finally relaxing slightly. She slumped to the floor, simply smiling at the kids.
"Well, aren't you going to continue?" the mother asked.
Button looked to the still blushing Sweetie. "I mean, um, I guess I could, you know... If you want to."
"S-Sure," she squeaked. "It's... kinda fun."
Button smiled and moved his head forward, although gently this time. Sweetie bit her lip as he went to work. It felt sort of strange to her, but it was still so nice. Every single part of her body felt fantastic. She closed her eyes and focused on all of the pleasure, smiling all the way.
The bed creaked as Button's mother crawled into it, lying down next to the foals. Simply watching them had opened the floodgates. Button paid no mind to her as she moved a hoof between her thighs. She quickly brought herself to loud moans as she watched them. Although it would have been better with Button, this would suffice.
Her hoof moved faster and faster as the kids continued the lewd act. The sight of her son's tongue inside the filly's virgin pussy sent shivers down her spine. Sweetie's cute little moans weren't helping either. Button actually seemed to be smiling for a change. Everything they did sent his mother's mind into a frenzy. Never before had she been so wet, so ready.
Her hoof wouldn't suffice any longer. She quickly reached under the bed and pulled out the adult toy. As Sweetie's innocent moans filled her ears, she closed her eyes and gently slid in the dildo.
"Oh, oh yes. Oh, Celestia, YES!" the mother screamed.
It always did a great job of filling her out, but today it felt even better. Everything was just that bit more sensitive, and it felt fantastic. She couldn't help but stare at the ecstatic filly as the dildo filled her up.
Sweetie Belle, too, was in a world of newfound pleasure. Never before had her body felt this great. She wasn't quite sure what was happening, but it was amazing. Button's tongue felt 'divine', as her sister would say. Slowly, her body started tingling. It was like a quiet rumble at first, but it quickly intensified. Dots of white appeared in front of her eyes, blocking her vision.
"Oh, OH! OH MY GOSH!"
Once again this day, Button's face was flooded, albeit less severely this time. And for a change, he actually lapped up the juices voluntarily. Marshmallow was quite nice, after all.
Button's mother increased the ferocity of the thrusting as she watched the filly ride her very first orgasm. It was a strange sight to behold. The little body moving in such adult ways, it was more arousing than anything in this world. The absolute bliss plastered on her little face, it was all too good. The mother moaned loudly as she stuffed herself full. All of the room was cascaded with the moans of the filly and the mare. Like a harmonic, angelic song, they filled the room.
Button finally looked up, having finished his job in splendid fashion. His mother slowed down the thrusting, allowing herself a moment to speak.
"G-Good job... Now, now you put, oh my gosh... Now you put your penis inside her."
Button raised an eyebrow and looked at his mother. "What?"
"It's what colts do! H-Have I lied... so far?" his mother panted.
He lowered his head and furrowed his brows. After a moment of pondering, he shook his head.
"I guess not. But how-"
"For goodness sake, Button! Figure it out on your own! I'm a little, OH! preoccupied!"
His mother returned her focus to the dildo in her cunt as it ached for release. Button turned his gaze to Sweetie, who had finally calmed down slightly. She smiled at her friend, the blush even greater than before. He walked closer, eventually putting his hooves on her stomach.
"A-Are you sure I can...?"
Sweetie simply nodded, although slowly so.
"Yeah. It's gotta be fun... right?"
"Yeah," Button said with a smile.
There was a strange aching between his thighs. An odd soreness that wouldn't go away. But as he closed in on Sweetie's slit, the aching actually started feeling good. He wasn't too sure what to do, so he simply moved forward even further. Both of them gasped loudly as Button's flared head came in contact with Sweetie's sensitive lips.
"Wow..." he mumbled, already panting.
As he stayed there, the aching only got worse. Almost as if his mother's hoof was on his back, he felt himself push forward. With a sudden 'plop', he pushed into her, generating sparks of immense joy in his mind. Even his mother moaned loudly as he went inside the filly. She was eying their movements carefully, taking in all of their actions. Watching her son inside a filly was sending her into complete overdrive. She watched as he slowly pushed further and further in, eventually stopping as he undoubtedly found her hymen.
"G-Good! Now, now thrust!"
Without even looking at his mother, Button slowly started thrusting. Pulling back was mind-numbingly amazing. His shaft throbbed and shivered as Sweetie's delicate walls clasped onto it, trying to keep it inside. Sweetie, however, whimpered a little. Button looked to her in shock, afraid something might be wrong.
"It, it's okay... Really," she said with a smile.
With the green light given, Button slammed his hips forward, driving his dick far into Sweetie. The filly screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure, the colt in pure ecstasy. His mother forgot how to breathe as she watched her son shatter the filly's hymen. With newfound strength, she slammed the dildo into herself, wanting nothing more than to feel that sweet orgasm roll over her body.
"A-Are you okay?" Button stammered at Sweetie.
"I, I think so, ow. It hurts a little," she whined.
"I, I could stop."
"No, I... I think it's okay."
"You're damn right it's okay! OOH!"
Both of the children looked at the mother. Her face told tales of her state of mind. As the dildo continually filled her up, her tongue was lolling in the corner of her mouth.
"Fuck her, Button! Fuck her good!"
"What does that-"
"Take her! Make her yours! YES! Slam her silly!"
His mother looked to Sweetie, locking eyes with her. "Take every, everything he has! Take him in like the little slut you are!"
Button didn't understand anything his mother was saying, but it somehow compelled him to move. Without thinking, he started thrusting slowly.
Sweetie was still staring at his mother's eyes as she whined and moaned. Never before had Button felt anything like this. The soft flesh, the warmth, the wetness, everything was extraordinary. As a result, he quickly increased his movements, thrusting faster and faster, until his little hips could handle no more.
"That's right, you, you slut! Take it! All of my son's dick! Take him!"
Faster and faster the dildo went, in and out.
Each of the dicks, the real and the fake, spread apart each cunt with great force. Button's mother made sure to imitate Button's speed, thrusting the dildo inside of herself at exactly the same pace as he ravaged Sweetie. Both of the foals were staring into the vast nothingness, simply enjoying themselves. Watching her son fuck his friend was making a fire burn deep inside his mother's orifice. She stared intently as he son thrust into the filly, making her moan and squirm.
"Yessss! Fuck her! Make her your whore!"
Every word made Button slam harder into Sweetie.
"Show her who's boss! Make that slut moan!"
Sweetie was practically screaming, and Button much the same. His little hips went faster than ever before, slamming Sweetie around on the bed. Deep into her cunt he went, forcing his rod as far as it could go. Every time it slid out, it seemed more soaked than before.
Button's mother could barely focus on her own pleasure. All she wanted was to see her son reach climax, see him spurt his semen into the filly. Without warning, Sweetie suddenly screamed in extreme pleasure. Her little body shook and twitched, her eyelids fluttering.
"YES! KEEP GOING, BUTTON! FUCK HER GOOD!"
She saw her son's eyes roll back into his skull as he thrust. His little body started shaking, nearing that critical edge.
"FUCK HER! DO IT! SHOOT INSIDE HER!"
His mother's voice sent him over the edge. Roaring in pleasure, Button buried himself inside Sweetie. With no strength left, he collapsed onto her belly as load after load soared through his dick. The warmth of Sweetie's juices made the colt spasm violently. He could do nothing as he became pleasure incarnate. All of his body felt light like a cloud, and it burned with joy.
His mother shrieked as she watched her son come inside the filly. As if commanded to, she sent her own body into a wild ride of ecstatic pleasure. She let go of the dildo and arched her back.
"YESSSSSSS!"
All three of the ponies screamed in unison as they let go and let their bodies ride to nirvana.
Sweetie was the first to calm down, her mind completely blank from the experience. After shooting his final load inside her, Button completely lost it and simply panted on her belly. His mother stared at the two, her mind fried by the extreme pulses of joy. For entire minutes they laid there, staring at each other. None of them had the capacity to think or move. They simply laid together, enjoying the afterglow in silence.
After finally gathering herself, Button's mother smiled.
"S-See? Wasn't that... fun?" she huffed.
"Yeah..." they replied in unison.
"You'll... have to come over... more often, Sweetie..."
"Yeah..." she said, nodding at the ceiling.
"Just don't... tell anyone... okay?"
"Okay..."
"So, should we play video games now?"
