Guest written by Shakespearicles

(with some minor edits)

It was Friday afternoon. And it was soon to be the night of the 'big date' as Shining had kept on calling it all week. Twilight Velvet had made a point ahead of time to take care of all her little housework chores. She had even put some time aside to take a nap. She had a feeling she was going to need the energy later that night.

Call it maternal instincts. But she hardly needed to be a detective to surmise her son's intentions for the evening. She felt Shining Armor climb into her bed with her shortly after she laid down. He slipped under the covers and snuggled against her, spooning her from behind as he draped his arm over her.

She felt her son slowly sneak his hand up under her shirt, tracing his fingers along her abdomen to the underwire of her bra. He cupped her breast and hugged her closer, pressing the side of his erection against her butt.

"You're not very subtle," she muttered.

"I wasn't trying to be," he replied.

"I'm trying to get a nap before I take a shower."

"Would you like company?" he asked.

"For the nap, or shower?" she asked.

"Both?" he asked, pressing against her a bit harder, causing her panties to pull up a bit uncomfortably.

"Well, thanks for giving me a wedgie," she said flatly. She felt his arm shift downwards to the hem of her shorts.

"Would you like me to pull them down?" he asked. She didn't have to turn around to know he was wearing a goofy grin on his face. He, likewise, couldn't see her roll her eyes. He took her absence of refusal as consent as he slipped his fingers into the elastic band, tugging gently.

"Shini-" She rolled toward him to shoo him away but he vanished beneath the sheets. She watched the large lump in the blankets shimmy down between her legs as she felt his other hand on her shorts, pulling at them. In one deft tug, he pulled them off of her waist.

He lifted her legs, but they were bound together with her shorts still on her thighs. He pushed her knees up toward her chest and she felt his warm breath against her pussy.

"Shining, wait, I need to take a shower," she protested. She felt his nose graze against her outer lips, pushing a bit to get them to part. She could feel the heat of his mouth as he panted with excitement, and then his tongue. Velvet's back arched involuntarily at the contact as he slowly ran his tongue up her slit.

"Shining, don’t! I've been working all morning. I'm all sweaty!" By the stars, it was as though she had told him that her pussy was the fountain of youth. He pressed into her harder, licking and sucking with resolute conviction. He pulled her shorts and panties completely off and let her legs fall open before really digging in.

She was amazed at how good he was at doing that. He knew exactly what to do with her in order to get her to cum. And she wanted him to. But she knew what would happen next, if she let him take it too far.

"Shining, stop," she said. She didn't yell. She didn't scold him. It was just four little letters. But Shining heard it loud and clear. He stopped, and slid out from under the covers. He stood up beside the bed and tried to subtly wipe his mouth.

"Are you- okay?" he asked, with genuine concern.

"I'm fine. But I told you to behave until after tonight, if you want this to happen at all," she said.

"I wasn't going to-" he looked at the bulge in his pants "I wasn't going to go any further than just that."

"But you wanted to."

"No, I wasn't gonna."

"But you wanted to." she repeated, putting emphasis into her words. "Don't lie to me." He sighed and nodded. He wanted to go further. And she wanted him to. Another minute of his tongue and she would have been powerless to object. She was still his mother after all. And she needed to maintain the position of control.

"Mhmm, that's what I thought," she said. Velvet climbed out of bed, making no effort to cover her bare lower half. "Well I don't think I'm going to be able to get any rest like this," she said, pointing at the sticky matted fur of her inner thighs. "So I guess I'll just take my shower now."

"Do you want comp-"

"No," she said sternly. "You've caused enough trouble already you little horn-dog!" She pointed her finger at him and then the door. "Go on. Git!" Shining shuffled out of the bedroom, a bit dejected, and headed downstairs.

Velvet sighed, and tried to clear the flush from her cheeks. She went through her dresser drawers and pulled out a fresh pair of panties, a nice bra to go with her conservative dress for dining out, and some stockings to go with the dress flats.

She carried the stack of garments to the bathroom and set them on the counter beside the sink. With her son home, she closed the door, if only out of habit. It seemed a bit pointless considering he'd just had his face buried in her crotch.

She peeled off her shirt and unsnapped her bra, tossing both into the laundry bin. She reached into the shower to turn on the water but stopped when she caught herself in the mirror.

Sure, she had seen herself in the mirror countless times before. Naked for many of them, too. But she hadn't really looked at herself in a long while. She stopped and turned to face her reflection.

I still don't get it, she thought as she stood there. She'd seen Cadance before, many times. Though she never saw the former foalsitter in the buff, she never needed to in order to know that Cadance had a phenomenal body. Velvet stood there and stared at her own naked body. Oedipus Complex aside, she couldn't see her appeal to her son.

Velvet realized, as she thought this, that she was slouching. She made an effort to stand upright and straighten her back. She put her hand on her hip and puffed out her chest.

She reached up and cupped one of her breasts. The passing years and two foals had taken their toll somewhat. They were not the perky, gravity defying tits of the pink princess. But even still...

"Not bad," she complimented herself. Her breasts more than filled each of her hands. They were definitely just as big as Cadance's, perhaps a tad larger from motherhood. She smirked, knowing that she had that going for her. Her eyes ran down along her body to her hips. She imagined how her son must see her. She stood up on the tips of her hooves and flexed her butt, lifting her tail a bit as she watched herself turn around in place.

She put a hoof up on the edge of the tub, showing off just a bit of her marehood. She was still a bit damp from his tongue. She teased at the space above her moistened lips. Her hand lingered a moment longer. Her finger drifted downward to her slit. The memory of him between her legs was still vivid in her mind.

Her finger traced little circles, trying to be careful to not really commit to anything. Her eyes fluttered as she remembered the feeling of a stallion’s tongue on her. She watched herself dip a finger into her pussy briefly and brushed her clit lightly. He had left her wanting. She had told him to stop, yes. So rather, she left herself wanting. And she needed a clear head for tonight.

She bit her lip as she rubbed herself with a bit more intent. She reveled in the memory of a stallion pleasing her. Her son, Shining Armor.

Her legs trembled and her pussy quivered. Her hoof slipped from the edge of the tub and she caught the edge of the counter with her free hand. It wasn't a true orgasm, just a 'little one', as she called them. Even still, fresh wetness dribbled along her inner thigh. She looked at the panting, ragged mess in the mirror.

She had been barely touching herself. She nearly came just from the memory of being pleasured. From the memory of her son pleasing her.

She felt her knees almost buckle again. She realized she almost came from the memory, because it was her son. She was becoming more turned on by who, than what. She took a deep breath and composed herself.

"Right. Shower." She turned on the water and climbed in, carefully to keep the stream of water 'north of the equator'. She shampooed her mane and tail, and then conditioner. She let that sit while she soaped up the rest of her body and just enjoyed the warm, relaxing water. Though, she would be lying if she said she wasn't sorely tempted to grab the water nozzle and set it to 'massaging pulse'.

She was unsure how long she stayed in there after she rinsed the last of the conditioner out. But it was enough to completely fog up the mirror. She turned off the water and opened the shower curtain. She toweled off her fur and wrapped her mane in a towel while she wrung out her tail and then let it drip-dry.

She brushed her mane while using the blow dryer for a bit to hurry the process along. It wasn't until she was mostly finished that she noticed the dress hanging on the door hook.

It wasn't the one she had picked out.

In fact it was a brand new dress that she'd never seen before. It was unlike any other dress she owned. It was dark violet, absolutely covered in sequins. The entire thing screamed 'look at me!' It was longer than she usually wore. Her dresses usually went to below her knee. This came to a stop just above her ankles. It had a large slit down the right side; even the lightest breeze would give someone a good view of her panties. The back would leave only her mane covering her fur. And the front dipped down to an almost obscenely-low amount. That, combined with the spaghetti straps would keep her from being able to wear a bra with it.

Her comfortable dress flats had been replaced with glossy black latex heels. She slipped into the dress and tried on the shoes. She found that they were actually much more comfortable than they looked. The design of the dress gave her chest the support she needed without her bra. She looked at herself in the mirror. The incline of the heels gave her calves definition that she hadn't seen in her legs in years.

She realized at last that her panties were markedly absent.

Without replacement.

She snorted in disbelief and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Nice try," she said into the general house. She strode to the bedroom and opened her drawer. All of her underwear was gone. Even the pair that she had thrown into the laundry bin. "That little shit!" she cursed.

Downstairs, the doorbell rang.

"Shining, get the door, dear," Velvet called out as she continued to search for any underwear at all. The doorbell rang again. "Shining, get the door!" she yelled again, growing irritated. The doorbell rang a third time, this time with a double ring. "Shining!" she yelled as she stormed down the stairs to answer the door herself. She quickly composed herself and opened the door.

Shining Armor stood outside, not quite wearing a formal suit. He was wearing a pair of tailored slacks. At the bottom were his meticulously-polished black low-quarter shoes from the Royal Guard Academy. He had a button-up dress shirt with a vest matching the blue of his mane between the lightest and darkest, which complimented her dress, and a black sports jacket. It would have been clear to anypony that they were out as a couple. At the curb behind him was a waiting carriage.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Shining," Velvet breathed. She put a hand to her chest, completely taken by his presentation. He offered her his arm and led her outside, closing the door behind her.

Next door, Crystal poked her head out of her door and watched with envy as the two of them strolled down the walkway to the carriage.

"Yeah girl, go get him!" she cheered Velvet on, under her breath.

Shining helped Velvet step up into the carriage and followed in after her. The driver turned to make sure that they were seated before he got going. Velvet watched his eyes dip down for just the briefest moment and she quickly pressed her legs together, pulling down her dress to cover the exposed one.

"You stole my underwear," Velvet whispered harshly.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Shining lied.

"All of my underwear was gone!"

"I'll be sure to alert the authorities of a panty bandit in the morning."

"Shining-"

He cut her off with a kiss. She pushed him away, expecting to find his white fur marred with red lipstick.

"Oh no, I forgot to do my makeup!" she touched her cheeks in panic.

"You don't need it," he said without even a moment's hesitation.

"But my foundation, and blush, and at least my-" He put a finger to her lips.

"You don't need it. You look beautiful, Mom," he whispered before kissing her. Slowly at first, then parting his lips. She pulled away before his tongue joined in. Her eyes shot toward the driver again.

"Thank you, but-" she leaned in closer to whisper. "Memory spell or not, you can't be calling me 'Mom' while we're out!"

"Okay," he complied. The carriage headed into downtown Canterlot. Velvet turned and looked at their reflections in the storefronts' windows as they rode past. She looked at them sitting there together. Her, in her dazzling violet dress, and the handsome stallion in the fine suit beside her. She touched her cheek again, at the corners of her eyes. She could swear she could see her wrinkles from here. Perhaps she could borrow somepony's concealer...

"Hey," he scolded. He pulled her hand away sharply, turned her to him and looked her in the eyes. "You don't need it. You are beautiful, and nopony would say otherwise." Velvet smiled. He put his arm around her and held her close. She let him. Her heart fluttered as she could smell his cologne. She felt a rush of memories from her youth.

"You're wearing your fath-, Night Light's cologne?!" she asked.

"I...I hope that's okay. I just wanted it to feel like a real date, for you to feel young again." Her eyes searched his. He looked worried. Some of the memories were bittersweet. But the cologne only reminded her of the good times. She stared at his face, making a point to savor this moment. There was no point in living in the past anymore.

"It's okay." She rested her head against the lapels of his jacket as she hugged him. "It's your scent now."

"Here we are," the driver announced. Velvet looked up.

"The Felt!?" she exclaimed, reading the restaurant's sign.

"You always said how much wanted to go, but you were always too busy. You would always say that you'd get around to it someday. Well, today's your day, Vvvelvet," Shining said, intentionally rolling the V of her name on his tongue. He stepped out of the carriage and offered her his hand to help her down.

"How did you get reservations!?" she asked. He smirked and said nothing.

Shining strode up the walkway, past the line of other waiting patrons, to the maitre d' at the front desk.

"Sir, the wait time is currently two hours."

"To get a table?" Velvet asked.

"No, to get to the front of the line waiting for a cancelled reservation. We are completely booked," he said. Shining put his elbow up on the desk and leaned in.

"There should be a reservation for the Royal Table," Shining said, "Friend and guest of Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, under 'Armor'." The maitre d' looked at the pair and blanched dropping his pen. He took a quick bow.

"A thousand apologies" he said "Right this way Madam Velvet, and Pri-."

"Sh!" Shining shushed the stallion immediately before leaning in. "Tonight is a special occasion" he said in a hushed tone as his tilted his head slightly toward Velvet "and we would appreciate very little unwanted attention."

"Uh, yes sir, right this way. I will show you to your booth immediately."

"Shining?" Velvet whispered. He hushed her. The maitre d' showed them to the luxurious booth. It was a three-quarter corner booth lined with suede around a massive, circular table, covered in a satin cloth that draped to the floor, trimmed with lace. Shining helped her into the booth and followed in after. Velvet was able to sit more relaxed with the tablecloth serving to hide her modesty.

Velvet picked up the menu and her face turned almost as white as her son's.

"Shining, you can't afford this!" she said. He said nothing and smirked as the maitre d' sped away and their waiter quickly took his place.

"My sincerest apologies!" the waiter said, producing a royal scroll. "Princess Mi Amore Cadenza regrets to inform that she will be unable to attend dinner this evening."

"I guess it will just be you and me," Shining said to Velvet, feigning disappointment.

"However," the waiter continued, "she invites you to enjoy any and all amenities we offer, on her coin." He rolled up the scroll and put it away. "May I offer you a bottle of wine?"

"Canterlot Reserve, Red. The Seven Hundreds vintage, if you have it," Shining said without even glancing at the wine list. The waiter clicked the back of his hooves together.

"Right away!" He did an about-face and scurried toward the kitchen.

"When did you turn into a wine connoisseur?" Velvet asked. Shining smiled.

"One of the perks of being a Prince. You get to learn about all kinds of boring stuff, like dinner etiquette and wine. And cheese too!"

A moment later, the waiter reappeared from the cellar with a small wooden box. He pried open the lid. Inside was a wine bottle nestled in a bedding of hay. He presented the bottle to Shining who looked at the label and nodded. The waiter began to put the screw into the cork. It was then, that Velvet noticed everypony watching him open the bottle.

He pulled out the cork and poured a serving into each glass before setting the bottle on the table. He gathered up the bits of the box and carried it away. Velvet reached for her glass. Shining put his hand on hers.

"Let it breathe for a minute," he said. Velvet looked at the bottle. The label was ancient, but she could just barely make out the year.

"Shining," Velvet said, "This wine is almost three hundred years old, we can't drink this!" Shining Armor picked up his glass and swirled it around a bit, watching how it clung to the glass as it moved.

"This reminds me of something Twilie told me after she became a princess, and had to learn about wine too." He held the glass to his nose and smelled the aroma. "She said, 'chemically speaking, do you know what the difference is between seven-year-old wine and seven-hundred-year-old wine'?" He looked at Velvet. She shook her head. He took a sip and let out an audible 'ah'.

"The price," he said. Velvet lifted her glass and looked at it, and smelled it, the way she'd seen him do it. She looked at him.

"What should we toast to?" she asked.

"To new beginnings," he said. He leaned to tap her glass with his, placing his hand on her stomach. They clinked their glasses and each sipped their wine. She reached down with her hand and placed it over his on her abdomen.

"What's this about?" she asked. He pulled his hand away and blushed.

"Oh, uh, I was going for your breast, but I remembered where we were and thought better of it," he said. She shook her head and drank a bit more of her wine.

"You're incorrigible," she said, licking her lips. "Mmm, this is really good wine."

"I know." Shining leaned a little closer. Velvet could feel the eyes of the room on them and leaned away, avoiding his kiss. "They don't know us," he reminded her.

"I know. I just-" she huffed. "I know it's us and I-" she trailed off again, unsure of how to say what she meant. She had missed this experience more than she had known. She missed going out on a date and being treated like a proper lady. Like a princess. It made her so happy. He made her so happy.

She wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to kiss him. No longer in spite of the fact that he was her son, but because of it. She had been appalled at first, when he initiated the illicit affair with her. Eventually she had convinced herself that she was just being complicit in indulging his attraction to her. She was just enjoying the attention from a handsome stallion.

But it was different now, and she knew it. She didn't want the attention of just any stallion. She actively wanted him. And now, only him. And even though she knew he had started it, and wanted it even more than she did, her desire for him made her feel dirty. Out in public like this only made the feeling more evident.

"Velvet?" Shining asked. She snapped back to the present moment. "Did you decide what you wanted?" She looked at him. He pointed at her menu.

"Oh, yes." Velvet looked at the menu quickly. "Just something light for me." The waiter came back around after a moment and took each of their meal orders. Shining handed him the menus.

"It will be a few minutes," the waiter informed them. Shining looked out at the floor, and then to Velvet.

"Care to dance?" he asked. She pursed her lips into a thin line.

"Shining, you made me wear four-inch heels. There's no way I can dance in these."

"Then take them off," he suggested.

"I can't take my shoes off in a restaurant!" she scoffed. He smiled and took off his own shoes.

"I'm royalty and your a guest of royalty. We can do as we please. Allow me." He ducked under the table, vanishing beneath the tablecloth, to take off her shoes. Velvet blushed in embarrassment as she felt his hands on her hooves. But the other patrons didn't seem to be paying any real attention to them anymore.

He slipped one shoe off, and moved over to the other, needlessly moving her legs apart as he did. Velvet didn't have to lift the tablecloth to know exactly what his scheme was. As his hands worked the strap of the other shoe, she could feel his warm breath moving up her leg until she felt his nose begin to brush aside the top of where the slit ended. She reached down and planted her palm firmly on his forehead, halting his advance.

"Behave," she scolded quietly through her teeth, not needing X-Ray vision to see the mischevious smirk on his face. He backed off and removed her other shoe quickly. He reappeared in the seat beside her and placed her shoes beside his in the booth.

"Be right back," he said before he walked barehoofed over to the musical accompaniment in the far corner of the room. She watched him lean over to the lead musician and whisper something, and then handed him something from his pocket. They finished the song they were playing and waited, watching him walk back over to her. He offered her his arm.

She took his arm and rose from the booth. The band watched her in silence with each of her steps until she was at the edge of the dance floor.

"Just follow my lead," Shining whispered. The moment her hoof stepped onto the polished wood, the cello thrummed with a bombastic bassline, and the violins followed suit in time with her next step. Shining took her hand and held her waist, whisking her into a brisk tango across the open dance floor. Velvet felt her legs moving almost on their own, the slit in her dress thankfully providing some freedom to do so.

"When did you learn how to dance?" she asked.

"Prince training," he said simply. She looked up at his horn. It was glowing faintly.

"And that?" she asked.

"Just a little assist. Not that you really seem to need it. Do you want me to stop?" he asked. She could feel his gentle grasp on her, even if she couldn't see it. He wasn't controlling her movement, merely guiding it. Much like his hand on her hip. It felt like a warm hug, all over her.

"No. It's nice," she breathed.

He turned and pivoted her around him. They sashayed to and fro across the dance floor to the fast, passionate tempo of the tango. The other guests watched them dance but he just looked at her. She moved with him and the world moved around them. She just looked up at him as he held her. All of her cares and worries melted away around her. It was just him, and her, and the music. It was heaven.

She spun as he twirled her, her dress flowing, and reeled her back in, holding her a bit tighter. The rest of the world be damned, she was happy. And it was because of him. She loved him. She was in love with him. She finally admitted it to herself.

The music rose to a crescendo until at last they dipped with the final note. Shining held her there, hanging nearly horizontal in one of his strong arms, the other holding up her exposed leg. She gripped his broad shoulder. He leaned closer and closed his eyes to kiss her. But before he could reach her, she pulled herself up to him faster, closing the distance herself. She could hear him suck in a breath in surprise at her sudden forwardness.

She kissed him, hard. She had returned his kisses before, to indulge him. But this one was for her. She grabbed the back of his head and pushed her fingers through his hair as their tongues met briefly. She became acutely aware of her surroundings when the sound of her thundering heartbeat was overtaken by applause.

She broke the kiss sooner than she would have liked, and found herself panting for breath. From the dancing, excitement, and now, panic. Looking down, she found that Shining had strategically placed his leg between hers and subtlety used his magic to hold the side of her dress to keep her modesty from onlookers. But even still, they were all looking at them kiss.

"Shining," she whispered. He immediately stood up and righted her. They each took a quick bow and returned to their seat in time to receive their entrees.

She looked at Shining as he ate. He ate politely, taking small bites and chewing his food. A far cry from the ravenous teenager she used to feed at the dinner table at home. But even still, he was still not much of a conversationalist while he ate. At least it was better than someone that talks with food in their mouth, she decided.

In fact, the more she looked at him, the less she recognised. Oh sure, he looked the same, physically. The same fur and mane coloration. Those same azure eyes. And he had bulked up a bit in the service. But rather, she was looking at him differently now. With each passing moment on their date, she saw him more and more as her lover.

But he was still her son. Velvet shuddered and shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Just caught a chill," she said. But the truth was she'd never felt hotter. Especially between her legs. Just thinking about what they had been doing since he came home. What she was going to do tonight when she got home.

With her son.

"Mmm." Velvet chewed her lip and rubbed her legs together, feeling a sudden dampness.

Shining Armor wiped his mouth with his napkin and waited for his mother to finish eating.

"How was everything?" the waited asked.

"Everything was wonderful," Velvet said.

"Yes, delicious," Shining added. "Please give my compliments to the chef."

"Dessert for anyone?" the waiter asked.

"Would you like to try the cheesecake?" Shining asked Velvet.

"No, thank you," Velvet said, squeezing his thigh under the tablecloth. "I think I'm ready to head home, actually."

"Very well. Enjoy your evening," the waiter said with a knowing smile.

Back home, Shining helped his mother out of the carriage and led her to the front door. He opened it for her and let her inside. She turned and looked at him standing there on the stoop with flowers. Where did he even get those?

She looked at him, standing there with the flowers. He stood there and looked back at her, waiting patiently.

"Are you just going to stand there?" she asked.

"I am a gentlecolt, after all. My mom raised me right," he said.

"I'm starting to doubt that," Velvet said. "Are you waiting for me to invite you?" He nodded. "What are you, a vampire?" He chuckled. "You're a big boy," she said. "Ask."

Shining blushed and shuffled his feet. He was actually embarrassed, clearly not prepared to have been put on the spot like this. He cleared his throat.

"May I come inside?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered rather directly, "or wherever you like." Velvet grabbed him by his collar and yanked him inside and slammed the door shut.

Crystal dove out of the bushes and scurried away with the remains of her garden flowers. Those that didn't make it into her bouquet for Shining to give to Velvet.

"Ooh, he's gonna get it," she giggled.

Velvet grabbed Shining's hand and pulled him eagerly upstairs into her bedroom. He turned to close the bedroom door behind him out of habit. As soon as it latched, she grabbed his shoulders and spun him around, pressing him flat against the door. She held his face and kissed him. It wasn't the tender kiss from the dance. It was passionate, hot and desperate. She kissed him as though her very life depended on it.

Without room to move, he found that he didn't have to slouch to meet her lips. She'd gotten taller.

"Ngh!" Velvet winced and backed away. "These heels."

"It makes it easier to kiss you," he said, giving her another quick peck. It got a smile from her. She stepped away and flopped down on the bed, sitting on the side.

"Take them off for me?" she asked, pointing one of her hooves at him.

He smiled and obediently knelt in front of her, taking her hoof in his hands. He slowly undid the straps of her shoes and slipped the first one off.

"Ah," she sighed. "Much better." He took her bare hoof in his hands and rubbed it, giving her a hoof massage. "Ooh, that's good," she complimented. "Do you give them to her a lot?" she asked. Velvet could see his face fall briefly at the reminder of the other mare. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay. But, yes, golden princess shoes are not made for comfort. So yeah, I've gotten a lot of practice."

"Well it shows. It's feeling much better."

"I wouldn't have made you wear them if I knew they were going to hurt. Do you want me to kiss the boo boo?" he asked, mocking her old maternal catchphrase.

"You don't have to do thaaaahhh-" Velvet leaned back as she felt him kiss the tip her hoof, and then move up as his other hand unstrapped the other shoe. He kissed the underside of her hoof, then the top. He repeated the action a few more times, traveling up her leg, his gentle, caressing hands following close behind.

Her breath held taut in her throat as she waited with anticipation for him to kiss her inner thigh. His mane brushed the side of her knee but he didn't move. He slowly started to back away. She closed her thighs on his head to stop him and he looked up at her from just beyond the edge of her skirt.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.

"Uh..."

She didn't even let him finish. She brought her hoof up and put the crook of her heel behind his neck and pulled him into her. His face pushed her dress up to her waist, unveiling her wanton loins completely before he met that, too, with his face. Velvet grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it back down. The elastic material stretched over his head, enveloping him completely in the powerful aroma of her arousal.

He needed no further instruction, happily licking away under her dress. Velvet’s hands moved from the edge of her dress to holding his head through the material. She was so pleased to finally have a stallion that enjoyed going down on a mare. One that actively wanted to do it. One that wanted to do it to her, even after she'd been dancing up a sweat. And of all stallions, it was her son.

Velvet let out a throaty groan, feeling herself nearly cumming at the thought. Her thighs quivered and she felt herself trembling throughout her body. Shining began to lick with even more intent, clearly happy with the nectar that she'd just provided him.

Velvet's eyes refocused and she looked down. But all she could see was the large, round bump in her dress. Her mind wandered back to the last time she had been with foal. It was the same way her belly looked, carrying a new life. Her heart fluttered. Even more than the best sex she'd ever had, being a mother filled her with a blissful joy unlike anything else in the world.

She knew it was his head under there, of course. But she rubbed her hands along the bump he made in her dress as though it were her gravid belly. Despite pains of foaling, she missed being an expectant mother.

Shining flicked her clit with his tongue. Her hands snapped to grip the bedspread on either side of her to brace herself. Shining pulled his head out from under her dress and gasped for air. Velvet was panting almost as hard. She sat up and he peeled her dress the rest of the way off with aid from her magic, letting her breasts free. He moved in to go for them when Velvet grabbed his shirt with both hands. She pulled it open in one firm tug, snapping all the buttons.

"Hey! This was a rental!" he said, taking off the suit jacket. She wasn't listening. She lurched forward and grabbed his belt, pulling it free. She gave his butt a firm slap with it, making him yelp before she tossed the belt aside. He was barely able to get his arms out of his shirt before she'd unzipped him and broke his pants button as well. She grabbed his pants and underwear and pulled them both down together, getting hung up on his erection for a moment. "Ow."

The band of his underwear pulled him downward before his mast snapped back upwards, smacking Velvet in the chin. She let his pants fall to his ankles and she grabbed his shaft, admiring it.

"I can't believe I made this," she breathed as she looked at it. She looked up at him, standing in front of her. "Or you. I can't believe you, all of this, came out of me," she said.

"Do you want me back inside?" he asked. She smirked and opened her mouth. She began licking and sucking him. She tried to get as much into her mouth as she could, feeling her reflex when he hit the back of her throat. She backed off a bit and adjusted her angle, swallowing as she went the next time.

"Oh s-shit!" he cursed. It was like she'd sucked the bones out of his legs, turning them to jello. "W-wait!" He put his hands on her shoulders, stopping her from nearly making him cum right there. She pulled him out of her mouth and looked at him with a look of half-disappointment, and half-triumph.

He pushed her away a little to set her back on the bed. He took a step back and nearly tripped in his crumpled pants. He took off a shoe and struggled to step out of his pants. She giggled as hopped around on one foot trying to get his shoe off, causing his erection to flop about erratically. At last he was as naked as the day he was born.

"There!" he said. "Now where were we?" Velvet slinked back onto the bed curling a come-hither finger at him to join her.

"Right about here," she said, rolling her wrist and pointing downward between her legs. He climbed into the bed with her, moving up between her legs, planting his hands onto the mattress at either side of her. He leaned down and kissed the skin of her breast, deliberately avoiding her nipple. The tip of his shaft brushed against the space just above her pussy.

"You tease," she whispered. She combed her fingers through his hair, pulling his face to her nipple as her other hand ran down his back lightly with her nails. He shifted a bit, making the side of his shaft slide along the outside of her slit. He moved over to suckle her other nipple while he played with the first with his hand. She felt him sucking in earnest at her breast. She looked at her son, suckling her breast, making her heart ache for a moment.

"I wish I could still feed you," she said, feeling her throat get tight.

"I wish I had never stopped," he replied. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him.

"I love you, Shining."

"I know. I love you too, Velvet."

"I mean it, I love you, I really love you. Shining..." She held his face and pulled him up along her body to her own face. She looked into his eyes. "I'm in love with you." He wiped the tear from her cheek.

"I'm in love with you too, Velvet."

"Show me?"

Shining wrapped his arms under her and hugged her back. He kissed her as he held her. He shifted his hips, letting his stallionhood slide down between them until his tip rested just above her pussy. He moved the tiniest fraction more, letting it slide down her slit. It parted her lips as it went, stopping, poised, just at her wet entrance. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes again, keeping a steady pressure with his tip, holding it in place. She could feel him throbbing against her sensitive lips, pulsing in time with his powerful heartbeat against her chest. His heart was racing just as fast as hers.

She looked up at him with those desperate, pleading eyes of hers. Her lips trembled. Breathless, she mouthed an inaudible word. He cocked his head to give her his ear. She whispered, with but the puff of air in her mouth escaping her lips.

"Please, love me?"

In an instant her son’s lips kissed hers. It was all that muffled her cry as he pushed the tip of his penis inside his mother. He shifted his hips a bit, pushing more of his length into her thoroughly-wet love tunnel. As he pushed with his hips, his arms pulled her to him, still wrapped in his strong embrace. His lips never left hers until their hips met.

Velvet buried her face into his shoulder, feeling him completely inside her. She felt so perfectly filled, his tip putting only a slight pressure on her cervix. He didn't move. He just held himself there, letting her savor the sensation, and certainly enjoying it himself.

Her short, rapid breaths against his neck slowed as she relaxed. She laid back into the bed and looked up at him. She could feel him over her, on her, and in her. They were connected as one, as they were, once before. She never wanted this feeling to end. She never wanted to be separated again.

"Velvet?" She blinked and refocused her eyes on her lover. He was waiting for her. She rubbed his back with her hands, holding him just a moment longer. Without another word, she simply nodded. Shining moved his hips, pulling out slowly. She felt him retreating from inside her. She felt him sliding out, pulling away, leaving her.

"N-NOOO!" she heard herself cry out, desperately wrapping her arms around him tighter, pulling him back into her. She hugged him tight, and he hugged her tighter.

"It's okay. I'm right here, Velvet," Shining said. He kept himself close to her, moving his hips in short jerks, trying to keep as much of him inside as he could. His pelvic bone ground against her clit as he moved, stimulating her further.

She pulled his head into her shoulder. He could feel the dampness on her cheek against his. Velvet didn't know why she was crying. But the tears came all the same. Were they tears of joy? She felt wonderful, after all. She felt wonderful and terrible all at once. Safe in his arms but terrified at the same time.

"Vel-?"

"Shhh," she hushed him, rocking her hips under him, urging him to keep going. "Don't stop." Shining didn't stop. He gradually increased the measure of his thrusts. "Ooh," Velvet cooed, feeling his medial ring popping in and out of her. Each time their hips met, he bumped her clit, sending little shivers through her body. She felt a knot in her stomach. Each bump made it pull tighter and tighter, threatening to snap.

She felt him start to move faster. His hands gripped her back and he started to move more erratically. His balls tightened up closer to his body and she felt his shaft throb even thicker.

"Shining," she breathed.

"I'm getting close Mmuh- uh, V-Velvet!" he grunted. She held his cheek with her hand and whispered into his ear.

"It's okay. You can say it." she said. "I want you to!" Shining sucked in a quick breath and thrusted faster. She felt his cock flare inside her.

"I'm gonna c-cum... M-Mom!" he said. Hearing him call her 'Mom' sent her reeling over the edge. The knot in her tummy let go.

"Cumming! I- I'm-" she couldn't even manage the words. Her pussy quivered and rippled around him. Every one of her nerves were magnified. She could feel every veiny texture of him moving inside her. She squeezed and milked him, involuntarily seeking to somehow suck him in deeper, even as her marecum flooded out around his shaft. Their love making became a symphony of his grunts and her moans punctuated by the wet slaps of their hips.

It proved to be too much for him, pushing him past the point of no return. She felt him try to pull away at the last moment but she wrapped her legs around him, holding him fast. She pressed her heels into his butt and held him tighter. She felt him flare wider, pressed against her cervix, stretching her open for him.

"M-Mom! I'm cumming!" She felt his shaft pulse and throb. The first splash of his cum instantly filled what little space remained in her vagina. But he was far from done. The next two bursts came in rapid succession. But even though the fourth and fifth ropes lagged behind, they carried just as much volume.

Velvet's orgasm had caused her legs to fall slack. Shining was getting overstimulated as she continued to practically vibrate around his sensitive penis. He began to try to pull out.

"NO!" Velvet cried again, pulling him back into her again with her legs. The wide flare of his cock stretched her cervix open, and sealed any exit for his massive load, leaving it nowhere to go but deeper inside of her. She flexed her legs and slowly pushed him back into her. "Mmhh," Velvet sighed with contentment as the warmth of his seed flowed deeper into her. Above her, Shining felt his arms getting tired from holding himself up.

"Uh, Mom?"

"Mmhh." Velvet pulled him down to her and rolled on her side, laying him into the bed beside her. He tried to roll away and pull out but she wrapped a leg over him, keeping him inside her. The two of them, connected together as one, once again. If only for a little longer. She reached between them and idly rubbed her tummy. "Stay. Just a bit longer. Please....Son?"

"Okay. Goodnight, Mom."

He gave her a caring kiss on the corner of her mouth before nuzzling into her neck. She sighed in contentment as she began to drift off while holding him, feeling a deep sense of affection for him as both her son and her lover.

Author's Note

Big thanks to the guest writer/editor for the other chapters. Shakespearicles wrote a chapter for my story!!!