Chapters Twilight Velvet made a sack lunch at the kitchen counter for her husband. "Are you sure you have everything dear?" She asked him as she finished putting his bag together.
"It'll just be a few days." Night Light assured his wife. "I'm sure I'll be fine." He said as he put the last of his travel items into his saddlebag. He'd packed for a three day trip to visit his mother, Shining's paternal grandmother, in Manehattan. A day's trip out by train, a day visiting his mother for Mother's Day, and a day back. Simplicity itself. A young Shining Armor sat at the breakfast table eating his bowl of Cheerileeos cereal. Night Light trotted over and tussled his son's mane.
"While I'm gone, you're the stallion of the house, you hear?" He said. Shining nodded, knowing it was impolite to speak with his mouth full. Night Light gave Velvet a kiss goodbye. It wasn't the heated lip-lock of passionate lovers. It was a gentle peck of lifetime companions that had grown accustomed to eachother. "Remember to take your... medicine while I'm gone. " He whispered out of Shining's range of hearing. And with that, he walked out of the door and headed down the street toward the Canterlot train station.
Velvet waved goodbye as her husband trotted around the corner of the road and out of her view. She stepped back inside as Shining finished his breakfast and cleared his bowl from the table. Rising from his seat, Velvet noticed that he had an erection again. But then, Shining was getting to that age when a stallion was hard more often than not. It was nothing unusual. Perfectly normal for a healthy, young stallion, and certainly nothing to be ashamed of. Velvet had her cup of coffee and her morning pill.
"What's that?" Shining asked as he watched her take the pill.
"What? This?" Velvet said, holding the bottle up. "This is just mommy's medicine."
"Are you sick?" He asked.
"No, no dear, it's just... a vitamin." She fibbed.
"Oh." Shining accepted the answer. He understood the concept of a vitamin. He took one himself. It was to help him grow up to be a big, strong stallion like his dad. But he didn't understand why a grown pony like his mom needed one. "But you're a grown-up." He said.
"That's true. But you always need to make sure you're getting your vitamins." She chided. The explanation seemed to satisfy the curious colt. The truth was... much more complicated.
The truth was that for the past couple of years, the romance between Shining's parents had steadily dwindled to nearly non-existent. It wasn't anypony's fault. It was just several small things that had eroded it away over time. Part of it was Shining Armor coming into their lives. Now they had a son to care for. But raising a foal was so time consuming. And that, in addition to their jobs, left little time for intimacy. Quite in fact, at the the end of each day both were perfectly satisfied to go straight to sleep and get as much rest as they could.
But now that Shining was older and able to take care of himself. What should have been a second renaissance for them, never came. Somewhere along the way she'd lost her drive. But there was more to it than that. It was more insidious. A secret that she'd kept even from her self. Most of the time .
Night Light was not naive. He'd known full well that he was not Twilight Velvet's first coltfriend. Their respective histories were transparent to one another from the beginning. But there was one detail that Velvet had intentionally omitted. Night Light was... below average in the stallionhood department. And by 'below average', she was being charitable. To be fair, it worked well enough. Little Shining was evidence enough of that. And it was never something that stopped her from loving him. He was a wonderful partner and provider. A loyal stallion and the father of her colt. He was loving and caring and everything she could ask for in a stallion.
Except that.
She was hardly promiscuous. But she'd seen enough in her younger years while she 'sowed her wild oats' to have had better in bed. A quiet part of her conscience gnawed at her, wanting more where he physically could not provide. And she strongly suspected that it was a factor in her reluctance to intimacy.
When they went to marriage counselling, she couldn't bear to admit her need for more where he could not give. She was diagnosed with being 'frigid'. She was insulted at first by the notion, but also quietly hoped that they were right. Maybe it was just her. Maybe this little hormone supplement that the doctor had prescribed to her would help to put her back in the 'mood', and she could get past his... shortcomings.
But standing there in the kitchen, finishing her coffee, her mind couldn't help but wander as she glanced at her son's penis. She couldn't fathom from where he'd gotten his gifted appendage. Only that she knew that it wasn't from his father. Already longer, and thicker than his father, and he wasn't even fully grown yet. He was sure to make some lucky mare very happy with that.
Shining was oblivious to her gaze as he stood there, cleaning his bowl. His turgid member bobbed happily beneath him. He cared little about it himself. He knew about it precisely what he was told. It was what made him different from mares, who did not have one. And also that it did that sometimes, get hard as it was, and it was perfectly normal. Beyond that, he cared little. It was just another part of him, like his hooves and mane.
"After you're done cleaning your bowl, why don't you go out and play with your friends for a bit. Mommy's going to write for a while." She said. He dried the rest of his dishes and obediently put them away before heading outside.
Being a mother was just about the hardest job in the world. But it was likewise the most satisfying. Unfortunately it didn't pay the bills. Thankfully, Night Light's career was more than enough to support the family, leaving her free to be the stay-at-home mother she wanted to be. And it was also doubly a boon for her to pursue her dream of being an acclaimed author. She'd already done plenty of work as an editor to other well known authors. Most notably, A.K. Yearling, of the Daring Do series fame.
But she'd had enough of playing second fiddle to the great literary works of her time. She would write her own masterpiece and solidify her name as one of the greatest authors of her generation. She sat at her desk and fed a crisp, clean sheet of paper into her typewriter. She loved the sound of the paper feeding through the machine. It was the sound of new beginnings. Of limitless creativity and boundless possibilities. She brought her hooves over the keys and...
...nothing.
And so she faced another fruitless morning, her writer's block as frustrating as ever. She thought about writing a fantastic story about a Pegasus adventurer who searched for ancient treasures... no, no, no, she was just channeling Daring Do stories again. A young colt orphan who goes to magic school and eventually fights the one who killed his parents... nah. A story about the ponies living in a shelter from the fallout of a worldwide apocalypse, eventually venturing out into the world... She laughed out loud at the idea. Who would want to read such a thing? Her levity quickly gave way to resignation as she crumpled up the paper with her discarded ideas, tossing it into her waste basket.
After a couple of hours, Shining walked in with a plate.
"What's this?" Velvet asked as Shining brought a plate to her desk.
"Lunch." He said. He'd made her favorite soup and sandwich combination. With a special ingredient. A secret ingredient.
After all, he loved his mother. He wanted to take care of her, just as she'd taken care of him whenever he'd gotten ill. He knew how miserable it was to get sick. He knew that he took his vitamins to stay healthy and grow up strong. She took her vitamins to stay healthy too. And by his rationale, if a little is good, more must be better. He'd ground up a few more of her 'vitamins' and put them in her soup and sandwich. He never wanted her to get sick again.
"Thank you dear." She said. "Say, could you go out and tend to the garden for me?" She asked.
"Sure thing!" He said. He turned on his heel and headed back downstairs and outside, getting the hose hooked up. Velvet ate her lunch, still wracking her brain about story ideas. By the time she'd cleaned her plate she could feel herself getting flushed. A sort of mild tingling in her lower abdomen.
Perhaps it was a bit too much spice in her soup, she reasoned. But it certainly didn't feel like heartburn. This was something... different. She looked out her window into her back yard. Down below, Shining was watering the various vegetables of the garden. How he'd managed to get his mane soaked in the process was beyond her. But between his shimmering coat and his throbbing erection, she felt a very prevalent warmth in a very specific location of her anatomy. Her hooves began to move, almost on their own to her...
typewriter.
A married mare, whose love life has wilted, finds it reignited in a young stallion landscaper... she typed out. She added a working title, Forbidden Love. She paused for a moment, checking her most up-to-date directory of fiction titles. "Damn." She cursed. It was already taken six times. She needed something that would stand out more. "What Is Love?" She typed. She checked again. "Double damn!" That was even worse. "Fine, it can just be a working title for now..." She decided. She could always come back to that later.
The extra doses of mare hormones that Shining had fed to his unbeknownst mother were taking their effect. What had started as a drama/ thriller gave way to more and more thinly veiled innuendo, and, before she knew it, she was typing out hardcore sex scenes between the older mare and the young buck. It was getting to the point where she would have to be typing with one hoof but she was interrupted.
"Um, mom? When's dinner?" Shining asked from the doorway. Velvet looked up. She'd been typing up a storm when she noticed her son. She looked back down at the raunchy sex scene she'd just written. She blushed, quickly pulling it from the typewriter and hastily stuffing it into her folder with the rest. There was barely any room for it. She'd written more in the past six hours than she had in as many months. A cursory glance out the window at the darkening sky indeed confirmed that it was quite dinner time.
"Oh my goodness dear, I guess I lost track of the time!" She apologized.
"I could reheat those apple fritters in the ice box." Shining suggested.
"Oh, no I'll make a dinner." She said.
"But you look so happy when you're writing." Shining said. "I don't think I've ever seen you smile so much!"
"Well I don't think I've ever written so much in one sitting either." She said.
"Let me make dinner." Shining said, practically demanding it. "I'm a big pony now. Besides, dad said I'm the stallion of the house while he's gone." She nodded, and he turned to go make dinner. She thought about how he looked earlier, a wet and... hard and demanding looking.
"You certainly are." She whispered to herself.
It turned out that all of the time Shining spent pulling on mommy's apron in the kitchen while she cooked had paid off. Her talent had rubbed off on him in dividends. They each sat and enjoyed the food that he had prepared. Shining was practically beaming with pride. His plan had worked. He gave mommy extra vitamins and she was able to write and was so happy. He made sure to give her more in her serving of dinner.
Velvet, for her part could barely focus her thoughts on the moment at hoof. Her mind was still a hurricane of writing ideas. She'd barely enough time to scratch them all down before more came to her. And all of them very erotic. She'd never imagined herself as a erotic fiction author, but here she was. Perhaps it was what she was meant to do. She looked over at her son across from her.
Aside from being a mother of course.
The course of the day had certainly made itself apparent on Shining. His fur was matted with dirt and sweat and bits of dinner.
"You've made quite a mess of yourself." Velvet said. "It looks like you'll be needing a bath."
"Nuh uh!" Shining protested. He looked at his fur it wasn't that dirty, okay maybe it was. He groaned in resignation.
"Come on, you." She said leading him by his hoof upstairs. In the washroom she began to draw a bath for the colt. She checked the water with her hoof, making sure it wasn't too hot.
"I can do this myself." Shining said. It was true, she realized. He was getting to that age where he ought to be bathing himself soon. Maybe it was just some small part of her that didn't want him to grow up too quickly. Just this one last bath, she decided.
"Oh, like the time you tried to cut your own mane?" She retorted. Shining blushed. "Right before school photo day too. You looked like you had just escaped from an insane asylum." She teased. "Let me just get you mostly cleaned up, then you can finish your bath yourself." She bargained.
*Huff* "Fine." He said, stepping into the tub, sitting down in the warm water. She put the wash pitcher under the warm water tap, and poured it over his nappy mane. As she worked some shampoo into it, the warm water of the tub began to have an effect on the adolescent pony. Normally she would just ignore the involuntary male reaction. But this time she was having a hard time taking her eyes off of it. She felt the similar warmth in her loins from earlier. He was completely at her eye's mercy to ogle with his own eyes clenched shut as she scrubbed his mane.
"Mom." Shining whined, growing impatient. Velvet came back to the present and quickly rinsed the shampoo from his mane and face. He rubbed his eyes clean as she worked a lather from the soap in her hooves. He leaned forward as she did his back first, scrubbing his shoulders and then forelegs. As per the routine, he leaned back, letting here wash hind legs as he lifted them up out of the water. Lastly his chest, belly and...
Velvet hesitated just a moment before proceeding. She'd done this so many times before, even with him erect like this but... why did it feel so different this time? He laid back in the tub, exposing himself to her completely. She resumed washing him. She ran the lather over his groin, washing his behind, and his scrotum, causing his member to twitch involuntarily. She worked her soapy hoof up his shaft, giving it a thorough wash. She could feel her marehood practically aching as she stroked her soapy hoof up and down his length. Shining let out a little moan, not really sure what was going on. But he was pretty sure he was clean now and he could rinse off.
"Um, mom?" He asked. Velvet barely heard him, now mesmerized by the massive stallion meat in her hoof.
"Here." She levitated some conditioner over to him, putting some in his hooves. "Do your mane." She gave herself some as well. Conditioner was far better for this task than soap anyway. Shining's hooves trembled slightly as he tried to work the conditioner into his mane. It was almost like she was tickling him, but it didn't want to make him laugh. It just felt strange.
"I- I think it's clean." He stammered.
"Nonsense!" She corrected him. "Look at all these mud stains." She said, referring to his shaft's mottled spots. He'd never really taken any time to look at the annoying thing that bobbed beneath him from time to time. So he just took her word for it. "Close your eyes and work that conditioner into your hair." She said. She dripped another drop of lubricating conditioner on her pumping hoof, getting him good and slick. The head of his shaft began to flare. She could tell he was getting close now. Shining gripped the sides of the tub. He began to panic. He felt strange, like he was about to pee in the tub.
"Mu- mum!" He gasped. He felt his balls tighten and his shaft throb as his orgasm rocked his body. The first glob of his semen flew up into the air before splashing down into the water. Velvet let go of him in shock.
This was her goal. This was what she'd meant to do. She knew full well what she was doing, and what it would look like. But when it actually happened... it was like the reality of the act came crashing down on her. His cock slapped against his belly as he continued to spurt his load onto himself, making his fur sticky and soiled again.
"UNGH UNGH!" Her son grunted, his body rigid as he ejaculated. Velvet was in awe. There was so much cum, and it just kept pumping. Eight solid ropes before it finally subsided. He finally relaxed his muscles before nearly breaking down in embarrassment. "Mom, I'm so sorry! I didn't know it would-" She put her hoof to his lips.
"Shh, shh. It's okay. It's perfectly natural. It's perfectly normal." She lied. There was nothing normal about what she'd just done with her son. And now she felt mortified. "Come on, why don't you go ahead and get yourself rinsed off while I get you a towel." She said trying to restore some actual normalcy to the scene. He worked the last of the mess out of his fur as she let the milky water down the drain and toweled him off.
"Why don't you go ahead and get ready for bed?" She said. He nodded and went to his room. Velvet just sat there after a moment, still in disbelief of what had just happened. She'd just given her own son a hoof job. He might not have understood what was going on, but she should have known better. She did know better. She damn well did, but she acted anyway. She looked back at the tub. The water had washed away all of the evidence.
Well, not all of it.
A solitary glob from his first powerful burst had struck the wall higher up on tub the wall. She took the wash cloth in her hoof to wipe it away, but stopped herself. Instead she extended her empty hoof to it, scooping it up. It pooled in the slight depression of her palm. There was so much cum, she flashed back to that moment earlier. She'd never seen so much at once. She couldn't imagine how long it must have been pent up for her poor boy. She took some solace in the idea that she had relieved him of such a burdensome load. But for such a waste. She brought her hoof closer to her face.
Over the fading scent of the bath soaps and shampoo, she could smell the heavy musk of his spunk in her hoof. It gave her goosebumps. The sheer naughtiness of it, the taboo. She extended her tongue to lick it, hesitating for a moment. This was so wrong. It was wrong of her to have acted as she did. It would take time to undo what she had done to him, and for him to hopefully forget about it in time. But he wasn't here now. This would not hurt anypony. Her marehood practically quivered with anticipation. Her shame quickly gave way to excitement. She licked the cum from her hoof.
It had been years since she'd tasted a stallion's seed. But his was far sweeter tasting than she remembered his father's being. Night Light had a penchant for the cider, onion, and garlic flavors. All of which soured his semen flavor. Shining's palate preferred sweeter confections and fruits, and it showed in his flavor. She would have to make more of those raspberry squares that he liked so that it would be even better next time she-
"No no NO!" She scolded herself. She couldn't be thinking like this. There was not going to be, and could not be a next time. She kept herself from licking her hoof clean, opting to wash them in the basin. "There." She said. At least she had some measure of self-control.
She walked into his bedroom. He was already in bed like a good little colt. Not so little anymore. The thought intruded in her mind. She did her best to shoo it away. He was growing up for sure. But he wasn't too old for her to tuck him in. At least this one last time. He was always so rough in bed, pulling all the covers and sheets out of place.
Rough in bed.
Rough in bed.
Velvet ignored the voice in her mind egging on her... condition. She was still quite physically excited from earlier. She worked quickly to finish getting the sheets and covers tucked back in, knowing full well that they'd all be pulled back out again by morning. It was a labor of love. She leaned across him, tucking in the far side. Shining's nostrils flared.
"Mom, are you wearing perfume?" He asked.
"What?" She asked, surprised.
"The perfume your wearing, it smells nice." She felt him begin to swell again beneath the covers. "I like it." She didn't understand. She wasn't wearing any- Velvet's face turned beet red, and she quickly tucked her tail down. It was her that he was smelling. He was getting aroused from her marehood's scent! She quickly removed herself from the bed.
"Oh, it's uh- just something new I'm trying." She lied. She felt herself beginning to sweat. "So, uh, uhm- goodnight!" She said, moving to turn the light off.
"Hey mom?"
"Y-yes dear?"
"Thanks for... the bath." He said, blushing.
"Oh, well I was, uh, just making sure that you were clean is all. And now you are, and you can clean yourself from now on, now that you're old enough." She mentally smacked herself in the forehead for more of less telling her son to masturbate in so many words. But the message was clear enough. Tonight would not happen again. And he would be bathing himself in the future.
"It just, um... felt good." He said, feeling embarrassed.
"Well, that's perfectly normal." She repeated. "Perfectly natural." She hated how much she was sounding like a repressive health teacher. "Now get some sleep."
"I love you mom."
"I love you too, Shiny."
Twilight Velvet's eye's fluttered open as the morning sun streamed in through the curtains of her bedroom window. She was visited by some very strange dreams last night. The details quickly evaporating as she yawned. The clock on her nightstand said that it was past her usual morning wake time. But she was sure that she'd set an alarm last night.
She heard the clattering of pots and pans downstairs. Shining must already be up making himself something to eat. Velvet rolled over, content to get another thirty minutes or so to finish that dream she was enjoying about that young stud. She wouldn't worry about Shining until she smelled smoke.
"Hey mom!" Velvet woke up again, this time to Shining standing by her bedside levitating a tray in front of him.
"What's this?" She asked as she sat up. He placed the tray in her lap. "Breakfast in bed?"
"It's Mother's Day!" He said proudly, presenting some flowers as well. She recognized the Daffodils from her garden. Not quite in full bloom yet, but still a lovely snack. She smiled and nibbled on a few petals as he settled beside her on the bed. Breakfast was nice. A bit overdone, but quite edible for what was a first time for him cooking alone. She was very proud of him, and it showed on her face. He was proud of himself as well. He'd put more of her vitamins ground up in her breakfast, and it was making her so happy.
"Thank you dear." She said. The hot tray and coffee in her lap was making her feel a bit flushed though. By the time she finished eating, the warmth from that area was spreading throughout her body. She was beginning to sweat again. "But I really need to get out of bed. It's getting too warm in here."
She lifted the tray off of herself, and slid out of bed. When she pulled back the covers, a plume of her mare odors came wafting up with a strong pungency. Shining's biological reaction to the aroma was immediately evident. He had to readjust himself to avoid discomfort beneath him. Velvet made a hasty retreat.
"Um, I'm going to go write for a bit." She said. "Could you be a dear and clean up? Then you can go out and have some fun outside for a bit if you want."
"Okay." He said. She walked out to her writing office to type for a while. Shining waited until he couldn't see her before pressing his snout into her warm sheets. It smelled heavenly.
Before she settled down to write, she took a quick detour to the kitchen. She remembered to take her morning pill. They were small and numerous. And yet, the bottle felt slightly lighter than she was expecting. She dismissed the notion as a trick of the mind and headed back upstairs. As she settled into her seat, she could hear the clatter of dishes in the sink and the splash running water.
She went back and re-read the previous couple of paragraphs from yesterday. She was almost in disbelief at how saucy her own writing was. She found herself getting worked up all over again. In no time at all, her hooves were working furiously...
...on the keys of the typewriter. The colt landscaper was ravaging the older, married mare. It was so dirty and forbidden. The youth and vigor of the colt, paired with the feminine experienced mare. Her teaching him how to please a mare, and him with the energy to execute it. She typed even faster than she did the day before. At one point, the bars of the typewriter keys became bound up, forcing her to pause. The ensuing silence shifted her focus away from her writing for a moment.
It was quiet. Too quiet. She hadn't heard a thing from Shining in... She looked at her clock. Nearly two hours. He wasn't outside. When he was being quiet, it usually meant he was getting into trouble. She fixed her typewriter and the jammed parts flipped back into their correct positions, flicking a bit of ink at her and onto her chair. She sat back down, and readjusted the paper for when she came back up after lunch. She headed downstairs to see where he'd gone off to. Downstairs, she stepped into the living room, finding him at the coffee table with a set of colored pencils, feverishly coloring something. He glanced up at the sound of her approaching hooves.
"Oh, mom, there you are." He said. "I was just going to call for you, but you seemed busy writing so I let you be." He looked at her, and then back at his picture. "Um, could you look to the right please?" He asked. She looked over to the right, expecting to see something out in the back yard. "Oh, no. I meant my right. So, your left then." She looked the other way, seeing the kitchen pretty much as she remembered it, except for the breakfast dishes drying in the strainer on the counter. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him glancing up at her, and then at the paper again.
"What are you drawing?" She asked. Silence. Nothing but the sound of graphite on parchment. "Shining?" She asked, getting his attention. "What are you drawing?" She turned back to him.
"You." He said flatly.
"Oh, how sweet! Can I see?" She asked as she walked over to him.
"NO!" He quickly laid over the paper and table with his body, hiding the image. "It's um, it's not ready yet." He said, looking up at her from his awkward position. As a writer, she knew better than to impede his creative streak. She backed off, giving him room.
"Okay, sorry." She said. "Can I see it when it's... ready?" She asked. He nodded quickly, waiting impatiently for her to leave. She turned, heading for the kitchen. Once she was far enough away, he got off of his drawing and resumed his work on it. It was time for Velvet to have lunch anyways. She made two sandwiches. "I'll make a sandwich for you too!" She called into the next room. She heard the shuffling of paper and the clatter of his art supplies. After a couple of moments, he came trotting into the room, paper in tow.
"Okay, it's done." He said, smiling wide. He put the drawing on the table and slid it over to her. Velvet nearly gasped. She'd never realized that her son had such a talent for art. The portrait of her was... astonishing. The detail of her fur, her mane, her eyes. But what really took her breath away was how she looked.
She looked... beautiful. She looked so young and vibrant. Gone was any sign of her age, no laugh lines, no post-foal belly. He'd given her curves in all the right places. Her flank was toned and shapely, her expression, seductive. Her pose, risque! Her butt was prominently featured, the artist's view from behind. She was looking back over her shoulder, with come-hither eyes. The smile he'd drawn on her looked more like a foxy smirk. She was sexy!
Not wanting to hurt his creative drive, she responded as politely as she could.
"It's- it's beautiful." She said, feeling a mix of flattery and confusion.
"Yes, you are." He answered. He went over to the counter to finish making their lunches. He crushed a couple more tablets for her sandwich while she just stared at her picture. Her trance was broken only by the plate being placed in front of her.
"So what brought this on?" She asked as she picked up her sandwich.
"Gah!" Shining gasped, pulling the sandwich from her hoof with his magic. "Mom, look at your hooves!" He said, pointing to the ink stains on her fur. "Here." He said, holding the sandwich in front of her. She took a bite and chewed. Then another as he carefully fed her. It certainly didn't have the romantic aspect of something like chocolates, but she couldn't deny there was a certain intimacy to the act. Especially when he scooted his chair closer. She made a point to eat a bit more quickly before anything got out of hoof.
"Now you need a bath." He said matter-of-factly.
"Hmm?" She said, surprised, chewing her last mouthful. "That's okay dear, I can just wash up my hooves in the sink." She said.
"No, look." He said pointing at the rest of her. He was right. Tiny droplets of ink had gotten all over her fur, and some in her mane. "I'll give you a bath today, since it's Mother's Day." He said.
"Oh, I don't think so sweetie, I should just do it myself." She said.
"But why not?" He asked innocently.
Because he's your son.
Because it's wrong.
Because he has an erection.
Why does he have an erection?
Why can't I stop looking at his erection?
Tell him something!
"Because..." She started, but she could feel all of her well-thought-out reasons evaporating. "I guess I can't see why not." She said finally. Shining practically leaped from his seat, quickly clearing the table, and pulling her seat out. That was her cue, she supposed. She got up from the table and headed upstairs, Shining right behind her. She glanced back at him. He was just staring off, straight ahead of himself. At her, more precisely. Her tail covered herself more self-consciously. But it didn't stop his stallionhood from bobbing under him with each step up the stairs.
He plugged the tub and began running a bath, checking it with his hoof to make sure it wasn't too hot. He added a bit of soap to make it a bubble bath. Velvet waited hesitantly by the bathroom doorway. After a few minutes he turned off the tap and looked over at her to let her know that it was ready. She slowly walked over and looked at the tub of warm, sudsy water. It certainly looked very inviting. She looked back at him again. He just sat there, waiting for her to get in with anticipation. She took a deep breath and stepped into the water. It was just the right temperature. She settled down into it, displacing some of the water as it rose up around her body, running up her tail like a wick, and wetting the bottom of her mane.
Shining turned the water back on, filling the bath pitcher, just like he'd watched her do for him so many times. Without a word, she tilted her head back as he poured the water just behind her forehead, wetting the rest of her mane. It was a good look for her, he decided. He put some shampoo in his hooves and started working on her bangs, being careful to work his way away from her face, to keep it from getting into her eyes. A little did drip down, but she was sure to have her eyes closed. He quickly rinsed it from her bangs and face, before making some more lather for the back half of her mane.
Still facing him, he had to lean further over the edge of the tub, standing on his hind legs, to get behind her ears. Now free of soap, she hazarded opening her eyes. With Shining reared on his hind legs to work on her mane on the top of her head, his shaft was pointed straight at her muzzle. It was less than an inch from her. She could smell the heady aroma of his coltish musk. She needed only to stick out her tongue for a taste. She dismissed the thought at once.
"Shini-HMFF" As soon as she tried to speak, he shifted forward to work on the hair around to the back of her head. It also caused him to shove the head of his erection into her then-open mouth. Predictably, the sensation of being in the warm wetness of his mother's mouth caused him to jump backwards, pulling himself free with an audible 'pop'. He realized at once what must have happened.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry mom! I- I didn't mean to, I didn't know-" He stuttered, mortified.
"It's, it's alright Shining." She said. "It was an accident. You just need to be more aware of... yourself." She explained. She shifted in the tub a bit, turning herself sideways. "Here, it'll be easier for you to get to it this way." She said, turning her head. Shining nervously walked back over to the tub, his shaky hooves working on the rest of her mane on her lower neck. She couldn't help but taste him on her tongue still. She could taste the lubricating precum that she hadn't the time to see. A small part of her wished that he hadn't pulled away so suddenly. Part of her fantasized about what it would have been like, sucking on him while he washed her hair. A big part of her imagined that powerful cock exploding in her mouth, swallowing it all.
She could feel herself shudder a little. A tingling warmth running through her to a very specific part of her anatomy. She couldn't understand what it was that was making her so aroused these past couple days. She glanced sideways out of the corner of her eye. Her son's penis continued to bob confidently beside her. It couldn't be that. She'd seen him running around with that for months. She felt his hooves work their way down to her shoulders, massaging the muscles.
She hadn't invested in a chair with hoof rests. So her arms had become quite tired from typing. But she could feel the tension melting away under his ministrations. She'd had better massages from professionals before, but it never felt like the erogenous zone it did now. He worked his way further down her back as she laid her cheek against the smooth edge of the tub. She could get used to this.
He took some more shampoo as he lifted her tail from the water, working it into the long hair, starting from the bottom. She didn't have any actual sensation in the hair itself. Only the occasional tug at its base. He worked hard, scrubbing the ink stains from it. Each little tug turning her on just a little bit more. Just a little bit more than she was willing to admit to herself. She jumped suddenly as she felt his hooves on the back of her thighs.
"Uh, Shiny, I don't think you need to clean me there." She said.
"Yeah I do." He said flatly. He levitated a small makeup mirror over behind her for her to see herself. He was right. Ink must have gotten on her chair and she must have sat in it. Spots of ink had gotten all over her backside, including her most intimate parts , just above the water line. Before she even had time to voice another objection, he resumed his work with his lathered hoof. In a mechanical motion, he washed up the back of her thighs and her firm buttocks. Velvet blushed red in embarrassment. Shining, for his part, reacted no more differently than if he was buffing the fender of a carriage. To him it was just another part of her to clean.
But the primal part of his brain was more telling. Velvet could see his cock practically throbbing as he worked on her. Her mind began to wander into carnal fantasy. Unconsciously, her tail began to raise on its own. Shining, taking this as a sign of direction, began to soap her marehood. She felt herself tense up. She wanted to shriek. She needed to say something. She had to stop him. But all of her reasons fell flat. What could she say after what had happened yesterday?
I can touch your privates but you can't touch mine? What happened yesterday was normal but this isn't? This is sexual but yesterday wasn't?
I lied to you.
Velvet held her tongue. She would sit there calmly and not react. As far as he knew, he was just cleaning her, just as she had done for him so many times in his life. His touch was gentler here. He understood that area was more tender for all ponies, but his washing motions couldn't help but to stimulate her in all of the right ways. She could feel herself winking into his hoof. She prayed that he didn't feel her reacting this way. With each wink, his hoof grazed her swollen clit, causing her to shudder as little bolts of lighting ran through her nethers. She could feel the knot in her tummy tightening. She prayed that he would stop, and simultaneously hoped that he would keep going. She felt the edge rapidly approaching. Another wink and stroke of his hoof sent her reeling over the edge.
"MMNNGHHhhff" Velvet tried to stifle her moan, biting her lip as her orgasm washed over her. She arched her back, sitting up suddenly, if only to keep herself from his hooves' assault on her. The sudden submersion in the warm water hid the squirting of her orgasm's marecum. She looked back at him, flushed, and catching her breath. "I think I'm clean dear." She said.
Shining wasn't sure exactly what had just happened. He thought that he had hurt her somehow when she moaned out like that. But his mom had a smile on her face, so he guessed he wasn't in trouble. After their late lunch, the bath had lasted longer than either had planed, as she relaxed and soaked for a bit, trying to calm herself. He just sat by, waiting obediently for her request. Soon the water grew cooler. She let out the drain plug from tub, reaching out for the towel he gave to her. As she dried herself, she realized that cumming hadn't relieved her of her need , it had only exacerbated it. Beside her was a rock-hard, young buck with likely limitless energy.
"Is there anything else you'd like me to do for you today mom?" He asked.
Fuck me.
"Actually there is, son." She said as soon as she had dried herself off with the towel. "Why don't you follow me and give me a back rub." She said, walking to her bedroom. He followed her, stopping for a moment at the doorway.
His parents' bedroom was a strange, almost forbidden place. Not that he was ever explicitly told that he couldn't go in there, it was just that there was really no reason for him to go inside before. None of his toys or things were ever in there for him to go in there and get. He could clearly see everything there was in there from the doorway. Everything looked boring and expensive. Which usually meant that he'd be in a lot of trouble if any of it ever got broken. He always found that it was in his best interest to just avoid the whole place. He could only vaguely remember a couple of occasions where he'd had a bad dream, much younger, and asked to come sleep with mom and dad.
This was not one of those times. His mom was actively inviting him into this space, their room, her room. This was usually their space that they used to get away from him. He stepped over the threshold of the doorway. His mother beckoned to him on the bed. She'd flopped onto her belly, looking back at him, just as he'd imagined her in his drawing.
"Come give mommy a back rub." She said. He stepped forward, closer toward her. How could he not? He was completely within her power. He'd have followed her right into Tartarus. He climbed up, onto the bed with her. His hooves moved without him even thinking about it. He leaned over her and started at the base of her back, around her waist, rolling and kneading her flesh, gaining slack to relive tension as he went further up her spine. He rolled his hooves in small circles as he went, slowly, inch by inch, up her back. With each, tiny, passing distance, he scooted closer. Her non-verbal appreciation of his work was measured by the angle of elevation of her tail under him.
He paid it no mind, however. He was focused on the task at hoof. By Celestia, if he were to die today, he would die smiling if he knew he'd done this one thing right. He was going to give this mare, his mother, the back rub of her life! Completely focused on his hooves, he once again lost attention of the rest of... himself. As he shifted to reach the bottom of her shoulder blades, he felt... himself come into contact with... her... there !
Twilight Velvet felt her son's penis pressing at the entrance of her marehood. At the instant of the contact, she felt him tense up. He was about to pull away. She would not make the same mistake twice. She would not trot away from this evening without feeling him properly! She took hold of him with her magic, pulling him closer. Shining braced himself as he felt the tip of his member slip inside of his mother.
"M- Mom, uh-"
"Don't worry about it, just keep doing what you're doing. Whatever you do, don't stop!" She said under him. Shining could hardly describe the position as uncomfortable. Quite to the contrary in fact. It was just... new to him. The first couple of inches of him inside of her, he looked down. It looked like it should be really uncomfortable for her, to have something that big in... there. But she didn't seem to be upset. He just wanted to do as she told him. It was Mother's day. He just wanted to make his mother happy. His hooves kept moving. He reached as far forward up her back as he could without having him have to go any deeper into... her. He was just barely reaching her shoulder blades.
"Oh, please baby, scoot closer." He heard her say. Her horn glowed as he felt a force behind him pressing him further forward. He couldn't help but watch in amazement as more of... him slipped inside of her. She let out a pleased coo. Strangely, it seemed that the more there was in her, the happier she was. But there had to be some kind of limit. Anxious to see what it was, he placed his hooves on her haunches and pulled himself forward. Aided by her magic, he slid forward in a smooth motion, sinking to the hilt inside of his mother, his hips pressed against hers. She moaned into her pillow as she felt his swollen head press against her cervix, filling her completely. Never in her life had she ever had a stallion of his size and girth. It was a dream come true.
Satisfied that there was nowhere further forward to progress, he focused on the back rub that he'd been called in here for. With his hips pressed squarely against hers, he had free reign over the whole of her back. He picked up where he left off at the base of her shoulder blades. But he was stopped suddenly. His penis, which he'd thought nothing of before, became all-encompassing of his thoughts now.
Inside the confines of his mother's vagina, he was assaulted by a barrage of sensations. The warmth, the wetness, the tightness of it. Velvet, for her part, had never been stretched to such a degree. He was filling her in ways that no toy or stallion ever could before! Her muscles spasmed and contracted all around him, gripping and milking his cock for its precious sustenance. Shining could barely focus as the rippling waves of contractions around him felt like they were pulling him ever deeper inside of her.
"Oh, Shiny, be a dear and back up just a tad?" Velvet said under him. Shining began to back away, watching as his penis withdrew, slick with her wetness. His mom's 'perfume' was heavy now. He began to understand that this was the place that he was smelling it from. He pulled out more to get his face closer to smell the source.
"That's enough sweetie." She said. He froze in his motion, The last couple of inches remained inside of her, keeping him from getting any closer to her hindquarters with his snout. "Now, scoot in closer again." She instructed. He was a bit confused. She just asked him to back up, and now move forward again. But he did as he was told and pushed his hips forward a bit. He was starting to get that strange sensation he felt the other night during his bath. "Come on now," she coached, "all the way." He felt her magic pushing at his back, pushing him all the way inside of her again.
"Now," She panted. "Just keep doing that." She said. "Moving back and forth." Shining did as he was told. He pulled his hips back and pushed them forward again. He kept repeating the motion. It didn't seem to be accomplishing much. It seemed like the goal was for him to get as deep as he could. Which, by itself seemed strange and also unnecessary, since he'd already accomplished that. He'd felt the... end of her hole when he bumped into it the first time. He wasn't going to get any deeper than that. But she insisted that he keep ramming against it.
She made him pause for a moment, so that she could roll over under him onto her back. With him still inside her, her motion was that of a kebab on a cooking skew. The feeling was sensational. The view was even better! He didn't completely understand what it was he was doing. But he sure knew that he enjoyed it better, looking his mother in the face. She pulled him closer into her, kissing him on the lips. He thrust a few more times. It seemed like the harder he did it the more she liked it.
"Yes, Yes! YES!" Suddenly he felt her get tight around him, as though she were trying to push him out. She was giving his penis little squeezed with her muscles. He felt her getting his groin wet. "DON'T STOP" She yelled. He pushed back against her by her command. "Don't you dare stop now! FUCK ME!"
He didn't quited understand what it meant to 'fuck' her. But she insisted that he do it to her, by continuing to do what it was that he was already doing, which he could only assume was 'fucking'. He kept up thrusting his hips, 'fucking' her. But he got that familiar sensation from the other night in the tub. But this time it felt WAY better! It was that feeling like he needed to pee, but again, it was different. It was that white stuff coming again. He knew he certainly wouldn't want that to happen inside of him. He tried to warn her.
"M-Mom! I''m- I'm gonna-"
"Don't stop! Keep going!" She cried. She was a mare possessed. She was getting the rutting of her life from this stallion. It no longer mattered from whom she was getting it. She felt her second orgasm approaching and she'd be damned if she'd be denied it. She felt the stallion on top of her begin to flare and swell inside her, stretching her even wider. She was in ecstasy. She felt her pussy clamp down again as her second orgasm rocked her body in as many minutes. Shining could barely move as his swollen member was held hostage by the tightness of his mother's love tunnel.
"Mom, I'm-" But it was too late. Twilight Velvet wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him tightly inside of her. Shining Armor went rigid as the second orgasm of his young life exploded inside of his mother's wanton loins. She could feel him pumping and throbbing inside of her as spurt after spurt of his potent seed gushed inside of her. This was what she wanted. This was what she needed ! The rippling waves of her strong muscles sucked the vital essence from him, saving every drop, pulling it up inside of her before he could withdraw as she milked the semen from him.
"I love you, Shiny." Velvet said between gasps.
"I love you too, mom." He replied.
Shining was exhausted. He'd never expected this back rub to have become so physically demanding. He collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her hooves around the back of his head, stroking his mane. His breathing slowed from the exertion as she calmed him against her. In a matter of moments he was soundly asleep. She hadn't the heart to wake him by moving herself. She shifted slightly, rolling them onto their sides gently, pulling the covers over them. She joined him in sleeping shortly after.
It was the day after Mother's day. Twilight Velvet woke first. It was still early. The sun hadn't even risen yet. Her son, Shining Armor, was still wrapped in her hooves beside her. He must have had a bad dream and came to her bed. She pulled away, causing his penis to slip free from her marehood with an audible 'plop'. Velvet looked down in horror at the torrent of his thick semen rushing from her vagina as the memory of last night came rushing back.
She recovered from her crisis-mode panic and moved to action. She quickly scooped up Shining in her magic and swiftly brought him back to his own bed. Next, she gathered up the linen, starting them in the wash to soak before it left any incriminating stains. The whole time, she could still feel the remains of him sloshing about inside her. She dashed into the bathroom to... freshen herself up.
She went downstairs, putting on a pot of coffee. She opened her prescription bottle. It was definitely lighter than it should have been. She counted them out. She should have had twenty five left. She had nineteen. Somehow she'd taken six extra ones in the last two days. The gears in her mind turned. She'd told Shining that they were her vitamins . Like the ones he took with his meals. Breakfast in bed. Lunch at her desk. The warm, heady feeling after her meals. She looked at the caution label on the bottle.
Warning: Exceeding dosage can trigger premature estrus.
He'd given her extra! That's what had caused her to behave so strangely. She took the bottle from off the kitchen counter and hid it on the top shelf of the cupboard where he wouldn't find it again. Next came the hard part.
Shining made his way downstairs after the sun had woken him through his window. His mom was already busy making breakfast. She heard him walk into the kitchen and take a seat at the table. He was intentionally moving very quietly. He must have thought that he was in trouble. 'Okay Velvet,' she mentally coached herself, 'just like we rehearsed.' She turned around with a smile. Smiling was important. It was important to show that she was happy, and he wasn't in trouble, and that everything was going to be okay.
"Good morning Shiny!" She said cheerfully. She started setting the table in front of him, setting out the portions of the meal. "Did you sleep well?" Her good mood helped his nervousness to fade away.
"Um, yeah." He said. "Uh, mom, about yesterday, I-"
"I had a wonderful Mother's Day, Shining. You made me so happy. I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful son like you." She said. "But that... special hug that we did, that's only for stallions and mares who love eachother very much. And we can't ever do that again."
"But dad said I'm the stallion of the house."
"Yes, but- but he'll be home later today. So you're not anymore." She tried to argue.
"But I am for a little while longer. And I do love you. Don't you love me?"
"Of course I love you Shining. Don't say that." She said back at him as she finished working at the counter. He got up from the table. He was hard again. He reared up, putting his hooves on her hips. She felt him at her entrance.
"Please mom? Can we do it one more time before dad gets home? While I'm still the stallion?" Velvet spun around, pulling herself out from under him. This wasn't going at all like she had hoped it would. She placed her hoof firmly on his chest, forcing him to give her space.
"Absolutely not Shining!" She barked. "What happened yesterday was- well, it was wrong!"
"But it felt so good!" He said.
"I know, but..." She started. She couldn't deny that it had felt good. The best she'd ever had in fact. But now that she was free of the effects of the overdose, she was firmly in check of her emotions today. "But mothers and their colts aren't supposed to behave that way with eachother! It's wrong, and I was wrong for letting it happen. You might not have known any better but I did. And I do now. I'm sorry about this whole thing, but I am putting a stop to this before it gets any worse." She said finally. His face fell. Her words had actually caused his erection to wilt. It killed her to have to hurt his feeling like this, but she had to stop him before she had to try to wrangle a horny colt thinking with the wrong head.
"Shining, you have to understand, if anypony found out about what we did, anypony , even your father, I would be taken away by the Canterlot guard and I'd never see you again! You don't want that do you?" She said.
"No!" He cried, frightened, hugging her, fearing to ever let her go.
"Okay..." She patted his head. "It's okay. But that's why we can't do that anymore okay?" He looked up at her.
"Just, can't we just- one more time? I won't tell anypony, I promise!" Shining pleaded.
"Shining, I-" She tried again, but saw that she wasn't getting anywhere with him. In a last-ditch effort, she tried a bargaining gambit. "Shining, if you be good, and not tell anypony about this, and we can have one last 'special hug'. But not until NEXT Mother's day!" She said. He let out a sort of anxious whine. "It's either that or nothing!" She said.
"Okay okay! I can wait." He nodded.
"Good. Now I don't want to hear a single thing about any of this until then, or the whole deal is off! You understand?" He nodded. She was confident that he'd forget about it in a year's time. Her stern glare shifted to a neutral smile. "Come on, let's just forget about this whole thing and have breakfast." She said, as they both sat down to eat at the table.
After breakfast, Shining went off to school and Velvet walked down to the Canterlot train station to meet Night Light. The rest of the afternoon was filled with the usual anecdotes of his visit to his mother's that weekend, and all of her little eccentricities. Shining returned from school. Dinner that night was uneventful. As was the remainder of the week.
Two weeks later, Velvet was late. Not that she was running behind to a dentist appointment. She was capital 'L' late. Her cycle was running behind. She feared the worst. She made a trip to the apothecary on the far side of town, where she was certain that she wouldn't see anypony she knew. She bought a pregnancy test.
She paced back and forth in her bathroom. The tester sat on her counter. She re-read the directions again. Allow two minutes after use for accurate reading. - indicated a negative result. + means congratulations, you are with foal! Be sure to make a followup appointment with your doctor. The clock on the wall said that it had been two minutes. She looked at the strip.
+
"Oh horse apples..."
That night she wore her sexiest negligee, climbing into bed, straddling her husband.
"Oh, hey, what brought this on?" He said with a smirk.
"Oh, I don't know. I guess I'm just in the mood tonight." She lied.
"I guess those hormone pill have finally started working eh?" He said smugly. Quite in fact, after she'd hidden them, she'd forgotten about them herself. She hadn't taken them since.
"Well, hopefully I won't need them after you remind me what I've been missing." She purred in her most sultry voice.
After all too brief a session, she could feel him begin to tense under her.
"Ngh, oh Velvet, I'm gonna cum!" He warned her. She didn't dismount as she normally would. It felt extra good when he came inside her. For him anyway. She'd barely enough time to even get warmed up. She stayed put another moment. "Oh, thank you baby. That felt great after a long day at work. Sorry I, uh, finished so quickly. I'm just tired is all. But what if you get pregnant now?" He asked. She shrugged.
"Well, we'd talked about having another foal before right?" She said smiling. "I thought tonight might be a nice night to try. And it just felt sooo good." She lied. He kissed her as she crawled off of him. His below-average member slipped from her unsatisfied marehood. A paltry bit of semen as well. He rolled over and was asleep a moment after his head hit the pillow. Velvet sat there with her hooves crossed in frustration.
After a moment, she stepped out of bed and quietly walked downstairs to the kitchen. She opened the cabinet and pulled out her bottle of cider and the pills. She poured each down the sink. She needed neither now in her 'condition'. She caught her reflection in the mirror. She put her hoof to her belly. She didn't look any bigger. Not yet anyway. She went back upstairs.
She paused as she passed by Shining Armor's bedroom. It was very late now and he was fast asleep. She stepped inside to fix his covers that he'd torn apart again. She froze as he rolled over onto his back, exposing his massive night wood to her. She silently put a hoof to her marehood and finished what her husband had failed to. A few moments later, she bite her lip, stifling her moan as her small orgasm rippled through her. It was nothing like the earth-shattering one her son had given to her. But it would have to do for now.
She pulled the covers over him. He snuggled into them, pressing his snout into where her moistened hoof had gripped it. His hips shifted rhythmically a few times as he dreamed. She slipped out of the room without another sound.
Ten months later, Shining Armor sat in the waiting room. He was waiting outside of the delivery room. It was exciting earlier when they'd arrived. His mom had said that the foal was coming. But now it was boring. After a little while though, a nurse walked out into the waiting room. "Shining Armor?" She called.
"That's me." He said waving his hoof.
"You can come in now." She said. He followed her to the recovery room where his mom was laying on the bed. His dad was next to her. She was holding a bundle of blankets in her hooves.
"Shining, come here." His mom said. He walked over to her bedside, opposite his father. "I want you to meet your new sister, Twilight Sparkle." She shifted her hooves, showing her little face to him. She was pretty. "Now you can be her B.B.B.F.F." He looked up at her, confused. "Her Big Brother, Best Friend Forever." She said with a smile.
But he would never know.
He could never know.
That he was also her Big Brother, Biological Father Forever.
Twilight Velvet made a sack lunch at the kitchen counter for her husband. "Are you sure you have everything you need, dear?" She asked him as she finished putting his bag together.
"It'll just be a few days." Night Light assured his wife. "I'm sure I'll be fine." He said as he put the last of his travel items into his saddlebag. He'd packed for his annual three day trip to visit his mother in Manehattan. A day's trip out by train, a day visiting his mother for Mother's Day, and a day back. Simplicity itself. But this year, because of work, he had to leave a day late. It was already Sunday today, Mother's Day. "Are you sure you'll be okay with Twilight by yourself?" He asked as Velvet tended to baby Twilight in her bassinet.
"I'll be fine." She assured him. "Besides, I have Shining here to help me too."
"Somepony say my name?" Shining said as he leaped down the stairs taking two, even three at a time. Dashing into the kitchen, he skidded to a halt beside his father, reaching past him to get the Cheerileeos out of the cabinet. He'd grown so much in the past year. He was nearly as tall as him now. At this rate of growth, he'd be bigger than him in no time.
height-wise
"What did I tell you about running down those stairs?" Velvet scolded him. "You'll break your darn neck!"
"And scuff the woodwork." Night Light said.
Shining sat at the table and began preparing his breakfast. As he ate, he watched his father intently as he kissed his wife goodbye and headed off on his annual trip. Velvet stepped out onto the stoop to wave goodbye until Night Light reached the end of the street and vanished around the corner. Shining dropped off his empty bowl in the sink with the rest of the dirty dishes from their breakfast and stepped out of the kitchen. Velvet walked back inside and began to work on the dishes in the sink. After a moment, she felt hooves wrap around her waist.
"Hmm, forget something dear?" She asked her husband, as she looked down at his hooves. They were not her husband's blue fur. They were white.
"It's Mother's Day. And I haven't forgotten a thing. " Shining whispered behind her. He hugged her closer, pressing himself into her backside, pinning her against the counter. She could feel his hardness wedged into her, pushing her tail up.
"Shining!" She gasped. She tried to turn to look at him. He met her lips with his, kissing her deeply. She squirmed out of his grasp and pulled away. "Shining, no!" She spun around in his hooves. Facing him now, he lifted her by her waist in his strong hooves onto the counter, getting one of his hooves under her knee, lifting one of her legs with her back pinned to the counter. His veiny shaft rubbed against her exposed marehood as he ground against her. She could see the dangerous lust in his eyes.
"I've been a good boy all year." He whispered into her ear as he rubbed his cheek against hers. "I did exactly as you asked." She could feel him throbbing. "I waited patiently. Quietly. And now..." He slid his shaft down, bringing his tip to her entrance. "It's Mother's Day."
"Shining please! We can't!" She pleaded. She struggled to keep her bearing as he stimulated her.
"You promised. And I kept up my end of the deal. I haven't said a thing. I waited so long for this." His voice was shaking. She could feel his heart pounding in his chest and... elsewhere.
"Shining I- I only said that to get you to stop last time! You were supposed to forget, or ask too soon or-" She felt him teasing her entrance with his swollen head.
"But I didn't."
"Shining!" She begged. She looked down at him in front of her. He had grown up so much in the past year. He was taller and much more muscular. A rugged stallion for sure. Her gaze went lower still. It was even bigger than she remembered. In addition to hitting the gym religiously, he'd also gotten much better control over his chronic erections. She'd seen it hardly at all since... last year. Her puffy vulva stretched as she felt him begin to push against her. It was so big, and hot, and long and-
"We can't!" She said again. He looked like he was going to explode in frustration. "Not here at least. " She heard herself mutter. Did she really think that out loud!? His reaction was immediate. His eyes lit up. "Not with little Twilight right there." She said, pointing behind him.
He was off of her in a flash, quickly carrying Twilight's bassinet upstairs to the nursery that would one day become her bedroom. As quickly as he left, he was back, scooping up the still-shocked Velvet in his magic. He carried her upstairs to her bedroom laying her on the bed.
"Now you stay put." He said with a sly grin. He ran into his bedroom and returned with a book and something gift-wrapped. He gave them both to her as he settled on the bedding between her legs. He watched her reactions. The first of the two items she immediately recognized. She looked in her nightstand drawer, digging to the bottom of the junk. It was gone. This was hers. "Yes, it's your copy of the Pony Sutra." He said. "I'm sorry I snooped. But I needed to borrow it for this." He gave her the other gift.
It was beautifully wrapped in expensive looking foil paper, complete with ribbon and a hoof-made bow. Inside was and amateurish looking paperback. It looked more like a manuscript than anything. The cover was blank. She opened it and flipped through the pages. She gasped. Shining watched her expressions with intent fascination. Velvet knew her son could draw, but she never suspected he was so prolific.
He had made a page-for-page reproduction of the Pony Sutra. He had replaced the characters in the explicitly graphic pictures with illustrations of her and himself. There had to be dozens!
"One hundred and forty three." He said, as though reading her mind. "You promised me one last time. I wanted to make sure we got the most out of it." He said, running his hoof up her thigh. Her eyes went as wide as dinner plates.
"Shining, this is so dangerous! If anypony ever found this we'd both be in so much trouble!"
"We can destroy it after."
"But it's just- You put so much effort into this." She sighed. She looked so young and sexy in each of his images. "It's beautiful... if perhaps a bit smutty. It just seems like such a waste for something so important to you."
"The pictures aren't important to me. You are." He said with a smile.
She tilted her head ninety degrees for some pictures and turned the book sideways for others.
"Shiny, I- I don't think I'm flexible enough for some of these." She said nervously. She was hoping that this would be a brief affair.
"Well... we don't have to do all of them-" he trailed off, "... today, anyway." He finished with a grin.
"Oh no. I am making no more promises." She said.
"I know." He said more seriously. He slid his way back up her body, pushing the book aside and wrapping his hooves around her. He pulled her into another kiss. "I love you, Mom."
"I love you too dear. But this still just feels weird. Shouldn't you be dating other, prettier fillies your own age?" He slipped his hoof between her legs, massaging her marehood. "Okay, I spoke too soon. This feels weird."
"Shhh." He hushed her. "No more of that. Other fillies don't concern me. You're prettier to me." He said kissing her again. The wetness of her in his hoof belied the falseness of her words. She was enjoying this more than she admitted. The pictures had gotten her excited indeed.
"Mmmm." She moaned into his kiss as his hoof worked its magic. She looked under him at his throbbing member. She wanted it. She really did. She couldn't deny it any longer as the tip of his hoof teased her entrance. He started to push his hoof inside of her.
"WHOA! I don't think so mister! You are not putting that in there. It's bad enough you're going to stretch me out with this monster." She said, tapping his cock with her hoof. "If your father comes home and finds me like that after a hoof's been in there, he'll know something's up!"
"Like he'd ever notice. It's not like you two even do it anymore."
"That is uncalled for bub! And it's also none of your business." She said.
"Mom, I'm not blind. I can see what's going on around here. I know he doesn't appreciate your... beauty." He said, rubbing his cheek down her belly.
"You- do you really think I'm beautiful? I mean, I know everypony think's their mother is beautiful. But, I mean... sexy?"
"Mmhmm." He agreed as his muzzle reached where his hoof left off. Her musky aroma filled his senses. It smelled absolutely divine. He could feel the heat radiating off of her on his face. He started slowly at first. Her breath escaped her as she felt her son's warm tongue on her hotter nethers.
The last time anypony had gone down on her was long before Shining was even born. She'd practically forgotten the feeling. She ran her hoof through his mane in praise. It was bliss. He paused only briefly. "You taste amazing! I could do this forever." Before she could even say 'please do' he dove back in for more, plunging his tongue into her love tunnel, and intentionally flicking her clitoris with his nose, making her shudder.
He didn't neglect a single inch on her. His tongue worked all around, teasing her borders, running up and down her slit, but deliberately avoiding the one spot that would send her over the top. Each time he felt her tense up he slowed his pace, making her writhe in desperate need. She grabbed a hold of his mane, pulling his face into her loins. She wanted this even more than he did now. He had her right where he wanted her. He pulled himself away from her, preventing her orgasm yet again. She moaned desperately as she bucked her hips up at his muzzle, gaining naught but the empty air.
"Do you want me to keep going?" He asked.
"Uh huh!" She nodded.
"Do you want your son to make you cum?"
"Ngh, yes!" She admitted in a desperate moan.
"Say it."
"Make me cum!" She begged. She looked down at him in her crotch. Her wanton eyes met his.
"All of it!" He commanded. "Say the words !"
"I WANT MY SON TO MAKE ME CUM!" She cried out. Before she could even finish getting the last M of cum out, he practically headbutted her hips with his mouth, ravaging her, holding nothing back now. She grabbed his head with both of her hooves, pressing him into her, intent on holding him there until he had to evolve gills. He took one last breath and wrapped his hooves around her thighs pulling her back into him even harder.
"Then CUMMMMM!" He hummed the last M, vibrating into her clit as he covered her whole pussy with his mouth.
"NnngghhOOOHMYYGAAA!!!" The air left her lungs, but her mouth kept screaming in frozen silence. Velvet's eye's rolled back as the most powerful orgasm of her life hit her like a tidal wave. The enormous knot in her tummy snapped as it released. Lightning ran through her body down her spine. Her orgasm exploded, wave after wave flooding her son's mouth with her nectar. Never had any pony ever made her feel so good! Shining greedily swallowed his long-sought-after prize.
After what felt like an eternity, she could breathe again. But she was still at a complete loss for words. She looked down at Shining between her legs. His face was soaked with her mare cum. He wiped his mouth with his hoof and shuffled onto his knees. He rested his shaft onto her slit, sliding the ridges along her sensitive lips. She wanted it inside her so badly. She needed it inside her!
"Don't make me beg." She whimpered.
"You shouldn't have made me wait." He said smugly. He just kept sliding it slowly, staring at her, waiting intently. He'd waited this long. He could survive a few moments more. She stared up at his eyes, then back down at his stallionhood. Maybe he was right. She thought.
"Please, Shiny!? Son, please fuck me!" She begged. "I need it so badly." Velvet used her hooves to spread her labia and invited her son inside.
"As you wish." He said calmly. By the power of the word 'please', Shining didn't hesitate any longer, aligning his shaft to her entrance. He shifted forward into his mother. The breadth of his tip pressed against her entrance until it stretched enough to allow him inside. The arduous movement of his shaft traveling up into her vagina was torturous. It was made more so by the fact that he had expanded inside of her, resisting her muscles attempt to milk him. He finally sunk home as his hips bottoming out against hers. He stayed like that for a long moment, attached at the hips with her while she adjusted to him filling her so completely. He slowly withdrew. It was excruciatingly slow, until naught was left inside of her but the girth of his head.
“Shining...” She moaned in both gratitude and encouragement. Hearing her voice tremble on every last syllable drove him to ravenously buck his hips into the mare that had bore him. He slid in and out of her, his speed increasing with each thrust. Wetness poured from her to help assist their desire. The room was filled with the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies rhythmically colliding, punctuated by the grunts and moans of pleasure from the ponies involved.
The slight, upward curve of his shaft was striking her G-spot in just the right way. Her orgasm wasn't the writhing ecstasy of the first one he gave her by going down on her. Rather, it was a series of smaller ones. Not a peak so much as a plateau of pleasure. He kept her right there, riding the crest of the wave. She rewarded him with her muscle spasms, squeezing him inside her.
For all his Tantric training, her tight, gripping warmth was getting to be too much. Shining felt his own climax coming on much too quickly. He tried his best to stave it off, but he looked at his mother under him. She was truly a vision. She felt him begin to flare inside her.
"Shining, please," she begged with her last shred of rational thought, "please, not inside!"
He understood and pulled out before it was too late, springing free with a wet pop. In a panic, he tried to figure out where to finish as to make the smallest mess. Not the bed, not the carpet, perhaps the-
Velvet presented the solution faster. Moving in a blur, she pushed him onto his back. Before he could even react, she was on him and it was in her mouth. She stared into his eyes. Her blue eyes were just like his own. His grew much larger as he witnessed her practically inhale him, swallowing his shaft into her throat. Now it was his turn to be speechless as he watched her mouth bob up and down on his shaft, giving him a blowjob like she invented it!
Her fantastically fabulous fellatio feat further fueled his frantic finishing feeling.
"Ngh, M- Mom!" He tried to warn her. Her only response was to swallow his entire shaft, pressing her nose into his belly button. She felt him flare again, making her eyes water as it stretched her esophagus. But she held herself in place. She could feel him feeding her pints of semen. But her vision was treated to quite the sight as the stallion squirmed on the bed, helplessly trying to grasp the sheets as she gave him the most wonderful feeling, overloading a fuse or two in his brain. Any words he tried to form simply came out as garbled vowels. By the time he had finished cumming and began to shrink, she felt like she'd had quite the meal. His waning erection slipped from her lips and retreated back into its sheath.
As his mind finally began to reset, he felt conflicted. He'd had the most wonderful orgasm of his young life. It was with the mare he loved. But now, it was over. He'd gotten his one last 'special hug' with his mother as was promised to him. And now all he would have were his memories of this wonderful occasion. He rolled onto his side to see her wiping her mouth and was now reading.
"Thank you, Mom, for keeping your promise. I'll never forget this." He said.
"You're welcome Shiny. I won't either." She said, before giving a hearty burp. "Ooh, excuse me." She giggled. He smiled and turned to leave the room. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked. He turned and looked at her over her shoulder. She held up his copy of the Pony Sutra. "What about this?" He remembered that he had promised to destroy it.
"Oh, sorry. I guess I'll burn it or something."
"What? No!" She said clutching it tightly. "We only did like, three of these! We need to do the rest!" She said with a sultry smile. Shining's eyebrows could not go any higher while still being attached to his face.
"B- but you said-"
"A filly can change her mind, can't she?" She said, flipping through the pages. "And besides, your father won't be home for a few days. Surely you can rise to the occasion."
A glance between his legs told her that he already had.
