I: Shining's Visit
Shining Armor knocked loudly against the strong oak door. Stepping back off the porch, he looked nonchalantly around as he waited for the door to open. Canterlot was as warm and inviting as ever, with ponies chattering away as they trotted through the streets. Everyone seemed relaxed and in control, a far cry from the previous few months of Shining’s own life. Of course, the birth of his daughter had been the best thing to ever happen to him, but in Celestia’s name, was she exhausting to care for. A normal foal would’ve been tiring enough, but young Flurry was a special type of hoof-full. But now it was Shiny’s chance to relax, a much needed opportunity to unwind. He’d left Flurry in the care of her mother and several maids, before hopping on the first train to Canterlot.
He whipped his head round as the door flung open. Standing in the doorway, hooves wide, were his mother and father. They’d been expecting him, and from the looks on their faces, they were more than happy to see him. Especially his mother…
"Oh, Shiny darling!”
Twilight Velvet jumped out onto the sidewalk and embraced her son tightly. He smiled, deeply embarrassed, as he heard passers-by titter at the sight. Twilight Velvet finally released him, grinning at her son’s bright red face.
“Honestly Shiny, you shouldn’t look so embarrassed to see your Mother! Come in, come in!”
As eager as a foal on Hearth’s Warming Eve she ushered Shining Armor into the house, before telekinetically drawing the door closed. The house was very inviting, with warm sunlight drifting in through the open windows, and a gorgeous smell of cooking food emanating from the kitchen. They’d known Shiny was coming, and had obviously wanted to put on a celebratory spread.
“Hello Son, how is everything? How’s the Missus and the little filly?”
Night Light took the opportunity to greet his son. His doting mother had been all over him, and Night Light hadn’t wanted to interrupt their special moment.
“Thanks Dad, I’m well! Cadance and Flurry are both fit as ever! Though I’m very tired, she’s such a hoofful!”
“A hoofful, eh? Which one, Flurry or the wife?”
Night Light jabbed his son in the ribs with his elbow, proud of his cheeky joke. Shiny grinned as he rolled his eyes, before following his mother into the kitchen. That beautiful smell of mother’s pie grew ever stronger as Shining crossed the threshold. She was bent over, her rear shaking slightly from side to side as she reached into the oven. Caught off guard, Shining ended up with a clear view of her privates. Embarrassed, Shining coughed to announce his presence. Velvet turned, giggling slightly at the deep red hue of his face.
“Oh, I’m sorry Darling, is having your Mommy cook for you embarrassing for a big brave soldier?”
Placing the steaming pie down on the counter-top, she leaned towards her son and gave him a slobbery kiss on the cheek.
“Mother, stop, please! I’m not a colt anymore!”
Shiny laughed bashfully, but trailed off as his mother loitered there against him. Instead of breaking away, she slowly began to run her tongue over Shining’s cheek, before wrapping her hooves around his neck. Shuffling awkwardly on his hooves, Shining didn’t know what to do or say. Fortunately, he didn’t have to do or say anything, as the approach of his father quickly caused Velvet to retreat.
“Wow, that smells good dear!” He turned to his son before going on, “Nothing like being greeted by your Mother’s fantastic pie, eh?” Whistling cheerily, he continued into the kitchen, pulling up a chair at the readily laid table. “So Twilight, what have we got?”
Shining slowly took a seat at the table, filling three tall glasses high with wine. He watched as his mother placed the dish down in front of them.
“It’s a baked potato and gravy pie, a perfect family meal!”
Night Light smiled as the words fell from his wife’s lips. “Oh, that’s fantastic, dear! My favourite! Though, knowing you, this pie will be incredibly filling!”
Twilight Velvet grinned at the two stallions, her eyes stopping to linger at Shining.
“Why, you colts know me. What can I say? I just love getting stuffed.”
Shiny felt his jaw drop slightly as his mother licked her lips in his direction. Dumbly he stared at her as she took a seat by his side, unable to quite register what his mother was saying.
“H-Have you been at the wine this afternoon, mother? You seem awfully… er, awfully…”
His eyes darted around the room, desperately searching for some way to utter what he was thinking. Unfortunately, every possible window was just a little too sordid for him to suggest in front of his parents.
“Awfully what, darling? Hungry? Why, I guess I am. Very, very hungry…”
There was that coy grin again. Shiny darted his eyes towards his father, who had already stuck into his pie, completely oblivious to the intense flirtations of his wife towards their only son. The tension between Shining and his mother was growing unbearable. He had to break it somehow. With a sudden brainwave, he lunged forwards and grabbed his wine glass. Night Light glanced up from his pie as Shiny’s cutlery rattled atop the table.
“I-I want to propose a toast! To your health and your long-lasting marriage!”
Shiny wanted to stare down his mother as he spoke those last words, but he could still feel her eyes burrowing into him. The atmosphere was too awkward to even try it.
“Why thank you Shining! Here here!”
Night Light was quick to join the toast, as was Velvet. They clinked their glasses together before returning to their meals. Shiny daren’t risk glancing over at his mother. He could only hope she would calm down.
He had to stifle a yelp of shock as he felt her hoof come to rest atop his thigh. Shining buried his muzzle in his pie, before quickly removing it as the hot gravy sizzled along his tender snout. Scooching away from his mother a little in his chair, he cleared his throat and addressed his father.
“So, dad! How’s work been treating you?”
“A lot of the same old,” Night Light said as he levitated a chunk of potatoes swathed in gravy to his mouth. “Mmngh--they have myself and Star Spanner looking at this empty patch of the sky right now. Princess Luna swears there’s something out there, though, so we’re scanning it to try and update any charts that may need a tweaking as such.”
Velvet leaned over, her hoof coming to rest on Shining’s thigh once more, the young stallion’s back stiffening as the hairs along his coat began to rise in rippling waves of discomfort. “Star Spanner, you say? How is she?”
“As klutzy as ever,” Night Light said with a roll of his eyes and a small chuckle. “I remember when the poor filly first showed up as an intern at the observatory, always knocking into things and sending telescopes spiraling towards the floor. I think they set me up with her simply because they knew I was the only one with enough patience and dexterity to catch the things she sent tumbling.”
“Still got those honed reflexes from your army days, then?” Shining asks.
“You know it!” Night Light’s horn glowed softly for a moment as he flexed his forelegs in an exaggerated display.
Velvet snorted.
“Hm?” Night Light said, sending his wife a nervous glance.
“Oh, nothing,” Velvet hummed, smiling softly to herself. “You’re still a big, strong, agile stallion on par with your enlistment days.” She kicked one of her hind legs up, her hoof gently sinking into her husband’s pudgy belly. Night Light deflated slightly, and returned to shoveling potato pie and copious amounts of gravy into his gullet.
Velvet turned to Shining, her eyes lighting up as she smiled at him. “Now then! Tell us about how things have been going with Flurry and Cadance. That little minx treating you right?”
“Who, Flurry or Cadance?” Shining said with a chuckle. His mother snorted with laughter and leaned in a bit closer to him. Night Light looked up from his food, pouting.
“Hey, that was my joke!”
Shining and Velvet ignored him.
“No, but Cadance has been incredible,” Shining said as the laughter from he and his mother tapered off. “Why so possessive all of a sudden?”
“Mares change when they become mothers,” Velvet said, her hoof snaking down towards the inner part of Shining’s thigh. “You’d be surprised.”
“Yeah, before she had you, your mother actually used to look good!” Night Light said with a goofy grin. Velvet shot him a cold look and jabbed her hoof into her husband’s belly again, hard. Night Light’s eyes bulged for a moment as he grunted, cheeks puffed. Shining smirked.
“A-And now she’s gorgeous, of course,” Night Light wheezed as he slumped over the table.
“Dear, it’s always best to stay on the good side of whoever makes your meals,” Velvet said coolly as her horn sparked and she took a bite from her hovering fork. Night Light once again returned to his own food, albeit with a lot less enthusiasm.
Shiny too continued with his meal, trying desperately to ignore the hoof that idly rested on his inner thigh. Occasionally he could feel his mother inching further south, creeping down…
Shiny’s eyes widened as he realised what his mother was trying to do. Panic-stricken, he slammed his legs shut, clamping his mother’s hoof mere millimeters from his stallion-hood. His outburst had had the desired effect; Velvet rapidly withdrew her hoof from his body. However, in the heat of the moment, Shiny had closed his legs a little too quickly, crushing his testicles slightly between his thighs. Not enough to do damage, but enough for the discomfort to be obvious.
“You OK Shining? You’re looking a little off…”
Night Light stared over the table - his concern apparent - as his son’s body went tense before him.
“No Dad, I’m fine…!”
Night Light couldn’t help but smirk at Shining’s voice, which had become ear-splittingly high pitched. Quietly placing down her glass, Velvet leaned in towards her sons ear. Her voice was nothing more than a whisper; soft, delicate, full of intent. Shiny could only muster a mouse-like squeak in response.
“Say, has my little colt had a bit of an accident downstairs? Well, that was rather silly of you, wasn’t it? Don’t worry, mothers know how to treat little accidents.”
In one smooth motion she pulled away, extending her hoof out towards the table. She swung her hoof wide, connecting with her wine glass. Still half full, it crashed down onto the floor, spilling its contents underneath the table.
Before Shining or Night Light even had time to react, the mare had slid down from her chair and disappeared under the table.
“Don’t worry, my colts, I’ll have this right as rain!”
Shiny sat awkwardly as his mother groped about on the floor by his hooves. He couldn’t work out what to do. If he said anything his father would surely go spare, perhaps even risking their marriage. But if he didn’t, just how far exactly would the sexually charged mare go? He soon got his answer.
His legs grew oddly warm as his mother’s magic enveloped them. She slowly - yet forcefully - prized them open, revealing his genitals.
Twilight Velvet couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed. Despite all of her advances, he wasn’t even slightly hard. She’d just have to get direct. She slowly leaned in, reveling in the euphoric scent coming off of his testicles. She could feel herself getting more and more excited as she puckered her lips, before finally coming into contact with his sack. The heat emanating from his balls was almost as intoxicating as the smell, both of which were filling Velvet’s mind with the most powerful of thoughts. Not that her mind wasn’t already full of such thoughts.
She could feel her son shifting on his chair, but her magical grasp held him as still as it could. Night Light had started talking to his son again, but the words didn’t particularly register with Velvet. All her focus was on him. She continued to plant warm, sloppy kisses all over her son’s scrotum, taking great care with them. Her tongue would occasionally poke from between her lips, probing deep into the folds of his skin, filling her mouth with the most gorgeous of tastes.
At that moment she felt something warm slide over her forehead. Her eyes quickly darted up, only to be greeted by her grand prize. Shining was starting to grow hard, his cock rapidly beginning to emerge from its sheath. Finally. Velvet withdrew slightly and closed her eyes, ready to get a taste.
But instead of being greeted with a warmth in her mouth, her whole face was starting to feel warm. She opened her eyes, only to realise she’d been enveloped by her son’s own magic. Quickly he pushed her away, causing her to flop backwards into the wine stain. As she slipped she broke her concentration, and the magic around her son’s thighs dissipated. Free again, Shiny bolted from the room, blabbering some excuse to his father about needing to use the lavatory.
Annoyed, Twilight Velvet reemerged from beneath the table, taking her place in her seat again. She was greeted by her husband’s gormless face, as inanely cheery as ever. If only she could be feeling that cheery right now.
“Wow Honey, you were down there for such a long time! Shiny and I were struggling for topics of conversation! Was it a big splatter then?”
Velvet rolled her eyes, growling slightly beneath her breath.
“No, it was pretty meager. I’d been expecting a much bigger splatter, actually. But I barely got anything.”
She took another bite of her dinner, but it had gone cold by now. The two stallions had cleared their plates in the time she’d been distracted. Velvet made a nonchalant remark about being finished, before climbing from her chair and heading out the room. This left Night Light alone at the table, sat amongst plates galore and a broken wine glass.
“Well, I guess I’m clearing up tonight then.”
* * * *
Night Light leaned up in bed, stifling back a yawn. Twilight was sat beside him, her muzzle buried in a book. The bedside light was on, painting the room a warm, luminous orange. The stallion was used to his wife staying up to read, but he could never get to sleep through such a bright light at night. Groggy, he tapped the mare on the shoulder. Exasperated, she withdrew from the book, setting it down open over her lap.
“Yes dear?”
“I, I know you enjoy your reading, but do you think you could turn the light off soon? It’s been a long day, and I need to get some rest. I’ve got work in the morning!”
Twilight sighed, before lifting the book off of herself, laying it to rest on the bedside. She turned her full attention to her husband.
“Darling, why don’t we have sex anymore? All the mares at the book-club ever talk about is all the freaky action they get up to with their hubbies, and what do I have to show? A slightly pudgy stallion who spends more time playing with a telescope than his wife.”
Night Light sat bolt upright, rather taken aback. Velvet had never spoken like this before.
“W-what do you mean, all the mares at your book-club go on about sex? I thought that going to book-clubs was the sign that mares were bored of sex…”
Twilight Velvet stared at her husband, dumbfounded by his attitude.
“Do you want to have sex with me or not? I’ll turn the light off if you do.”
Night Light didn’t need to ponder his answer. He wanted her to turn that light off so he could go to sleep!
“Sure, honey,” he said, wiggling his hooves in an approximation of air quotes. “We’ll have ‘sex’.”
Velvet pressured her lips and made a small, dignified noise, before lighting her horn - plunging the two into semi-darkness; a silvery glow from the moon still dimly bathing over them.
Velvet nuzzled up against her husband, rubbing her hoof in a small circle around her husband’s chest. “Trust me, you’ll be singing a different tune in a moment.”
“Now, I hardly believe thaAAAAoooh...” Night Light groaned as his wife slid expertly under the sheets and buried her snout directly between his thighs. Velvet exhaled softly on the stallion’s sack, and planted a kiss directly between the two shifting orbs.
"Were they always this small?" she mused to herself. Surely, the last time they had sex hadn’t been so long ago that Night Light’s sack had shrunk… She glanced up from his crotch, looking instead at her husband’s face. His expression was a picture of surprised excitement, barely illuminated in the moonlight. She gave him a little smile before dipping her head back down, lapping gently at the underside of his sheath.
He gave a small groan, and Velvet was met with the sight of his cock beginning to worm its way out from inside him. Eagerly she pulled back from his scrotum, allowing the expanding member to rub across her muzzle as it stiffened. A small blob of pre-cum leaked from the tip of his shaft, clinging to her fur, leaving a thin string draped over her face. Now it had reached its full length, Twilight stopped, staring at it. After having her son’s cock staring her in the face, she couldn’t help but see Night Light as second best. Despite her desire for the biggest member of her family, Shining had turned down her advances. Her husband would have to do.
She poked her tongue out from her mouth, slowly running it along the course flesh of his cock. She took great care to catch every droplet of pre-cum that leaked teasingly from him, soaking in every excitable twitch of his shaft. Bless him, really. Twilight Velvet found his coltish excitement almost adorable.
It was at full mast now. By no means was it a small penis--it was, by all accounts, quite satisfactory. However, she couldn’t help but keep making comparisons to the brief treat she had procured during dinner. Her mouth watering at the idea, she leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on the very tip.
Night Light let out a strange noise that sounded like a pig after it had just been slapped heavily on the rump. Velvet smirked, and let her tongue slide forward a bit, just barely teasing the flesh before her. Opening her mouth as wide as it could go, she moved her head down, taking the first few inches of his length into her mouth.
Night Light twisted beneath the blankets, his hips pushing upward slightly as he brought a hoof to Velvet’s cheek, gently caressing it for a moment before moving up to feel her mane. Velvet kept herself stationary for the time being, allowing her tongue to gently move up and down the underside of her husband’s flare, a small bit of saliva leaking down the side of his shaft.
“Ooh, honey, that feels fantastic!” The unicorn lifted the sheets slightly, allowing himself the chance to look his wife in the eye. “Remember when we first got together, back when we were young? How we’d sneak off and do stuff like this all the time? No-one else, just you and me. And you’d always be so excited for the chance to see me in my entirety… Nothing’s changed, eh?”
Twilight Velvet rolled her eyes. She loved Night Light, but he was so oblivious to the world. They were middle aged, he had a dullard’s job in an observatory, and she spent most of her day trotting idly around Canterlot with nothing to do. They were barely living the high-life anymore. Their foals, on the other hand…
Twilight Velvet found her mind wandering as she inched down her husbands cock. His lustful grunts and moans melted away as images of her son played out. Now he, he was a real stallion. He was fit, and he was young. He was the embodiment of what Night Light had been, the embodiment of what Twilight Velvet wanted. Of course, there were certain other features of his body she lusted for too…
It wasn’t long before Velvet’s muzzle butted up against her husband’s crotch. The entirety of her husband’s shaft had been buried inside her without as much as a sputter or cough. Having taken the whole length, Velvet felt the need to keep herself still for a few moments. She’d felt her husband’s body beginning to twitch and buck against her as she took him, so violently in fact, she was nervous he was about to cum already. He’d dropped the sheets again, so Twilight was unable to see the state of Night Light’s face. Soon the twitches had ceased, and she felt the confidence to carry on.
“Oh, Honey… Y-You have such a way with your mouth…” Night Light’s voice drifted through the sheets as Velvet freed the shaft from her throat. She held his tip in her mouth though, running her tongue slowly around his slit. Night Light emitted a high pitched trill not unlike a kettle of water boiling as his wife plunged the tip of her tongue directly into the center of his cockslit, dragging it along the malleable, oft-untouched flesh hiding just inside his urethra. Inhaling deeply through her nose, Velvet retracted her tongue before diving down on the stallion’s cock once more, the member once again held tight within her throat.
Night Light gurgled his approval absently, awash in the skilled sensation of his wife’s blowjob. Velvet swallowed softly a few times every few moments, the undulations of her esophagus pulling and tugging on the turgid rod inside it. She furrowed her brow, the end of her muzzle brushing up against the scattered few tufts of fur present around Night Light’s crotch. Slowly lifting her head, her lips reached his medial ring before she pushed her muzzle back down once more.
“Guuuuh,” Night Light guh’d, his jaw going slack as his eyes crossed. A dollop of drool leaked off his bottom lip as Velvet slammed her muzzle deep into his crotch before drawing all the way back up again - running her tongue along the curved edge of his flare before she easily gobbled it back down. His tail jerked as best as it could beneath his plump rump, his legs spreading apart a bit as he felt a familiar tightening in his gut. Panting, he ran his hooves down from his wife’s mane to her neck and shoulders, one hoof straying even further to the top of her back. He felt his ponut pucker, kissing the bedsheets for a brief moment as his balls drew up closer to his body.
“Hold on.” Night Light threw the blankets up with a hoof, uncovering his wife, who was presently grinding her snout into his crotch while simultaneously attempting to lick his balls with her tongue. Night Light glided one of his hooves to her horn, teasing around it for a moment before pushing her head up. Velvet opened her eyes wide, and peered up inquisitively at her husband in the darkness. Gently, the stallion guided Twilight Velvet from his member, the mare keeping her mouth gaped open with a throaty “aaah” when she finally withdrew. Her lips made a slopping schlop! as they disconnected with his flare, her mouth a dripping spiderweb of her own saliva and her husband’s precum.
“Your turn,” he breathed, scootching her up so that she lay on top of him, chests pressed together. Gently, he began to turn her, Velvet giggling softly as she jostled herself in turn. After a moment of shifting, Night Light licked his lips; Velvet’s beautiful, bountiful backside bobbed just inches from his muzzle.
Twilight Velvet’s eyes widened slightly as her husband’s tongue made contact. A coy grin crept across her face, and she couldn’t help her eyelids flutter slightly at the sensations. Slow and careful, the unicorn ran his tongue around the edge of her vagina, his heavy breaths tickling her nethers slightly. The odd moan or sigh escaped her as he worshipped her pussy, slowly working his way to her clitoris.
Twilight Velvet’s eyes peeked down. She rested on all fours over her husband, as her head rested just slightly above his member. She eyed it up, trying to decide what she wanted to do next. It was definitely within her reach… but did she want to be generous or selfish? Velvet quickly made up her mind.
Slowly she moved herself backwards, shifting her weight from her hooves to her flank. She heard Night Light grunt slightly with surprise as she repositioned herself upright; pushing her behind down onto his face. Her eyes twitched again as she felt the folds of her vagina begin to slowly separate. By shifting her weight back in such a way, she could force Night Light to go for some real penetration.
Velvet rested her hooves on her husband’s belly, taking a deep breath as his tongue jutted deeper inside. Velvet couldn’t remember the last time her husband had gone down on her, the last time she’d been flooded with feelings this good. She was going to make the most of it. Pressing down slightly, Velvet began to grind her body back and forth over Night Light’s face. His muffled surprise quickly faded as he fell into a pattern, pushing his tongue back and forth inside her before withdrawing entirely, only to slowly push his way inside again.
Velvet’s eyes settled on her husband’s cock again. It was fully erect in front of her, twitching sporadically, simply begging for attention. She couldn’t wait anymore. Lifting her flank from her husband’s face, she gracefully spun around above him, lining her lips up with his cock. She glanced down at the excited stallion, cheekily batting her eyelashes at him before giving him a winning smile.
Effortlessly she slammed down her pussy against her husband’s shaft, gasping as her walls rapidly parted to accommodate him. Down she went, taking in more of his cock, until her flank made contact with his crotch. She’d taken his full length without so much as a second thought, and begun to ride him like a cowpoke atop a raging bull.
Of course, Night Light was not a raging bull.
The pudgy stallion giggled to himself as his wife set off, one of his ears and forehooves beginning to twitch rapidly. His eyes drifted out of focus slightly, settling moreso towards the tip of his muzzle than his wife. His jaw lolled and out fell his tongue, drooping uselessly over his bottom lip like a fat slug.
“Dear Celestia, what an embarrassing sight that is,” Twilight Velvet thought to herself. With the stallion making little effort, she took it upon herself to begin bouncing up and down atop him, the soft phwap of her motherly flank slapping against him filling the room. Night Light moaned alongside these noises, clearly lost in the sensations of his cock being ridden for the first time in forever. He’d lost interest in sex what felt like eons ago, but now he was getting back into it, he could see why his wife was so desperate for more! He was loving the feelings, he needed to keep going!
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”
Night Light glanced up to see his wife stood over him, having already pulled herself off of him. A long white trail of jism connected his tip to her vagina, slowly losing its form in the open. Night Light cocked his head to the side. He’d cum already? Huh. He’d hadn’t even noticed it happen… Must've been a rather meagre load.
“...Whoops! Sorry honey, heh heh...” Night Light laughed awkwardly, his face going bright red. “I guess I’m a little rusty at this. You’re not annoyed, are you?”
The middle-aged mare stared down at her husband, aghast at his ignorance.
“Of course I’m not honey, in fact, I’m over the moon! That means you can go to bed early, and I can go to the kitchen to make myself a snack! Sex isn’t supposed to be a long-lasting thing anyway, is it?”
Night Light smiled, taken aback by her acceptance of the situation. He must of calmed the mare down with his charm.
“You’re right love, good point—well made! But I think I’m going to heed your advice and get myself some shut-eye,” he rolled over on the spot, resting his head back down against the pillow, “You go get your snack, dear!”
And with that he was asleep, snoring loudly like a newborn. What an embarrassment. Velvet clambered down from the bed before making her way out to the hallway. Trotting past several closed doors, she arrived at the one she wanted. Pushing it ajar, she slowly peered around the corner. There he was, asleep in bed. Her special stallion. And from the look of that bulge beneath the sheets, he was having some very sweet dreams. Velvet could only hope they were about her.
She slid into the room, quiet as the breeze. The door drew closed behind her, before she clicked the lock into place. She didn’t want her Mother and Son night getting interrupted.
Slinking over to the bed, Velvet gently peeled back the blankets to reveal Shining snoring on his back, one hoof draped lazily over his chest. Her eyes traveled down his sleeping form until they came to rest on his crotch, his engorged cock swaying gently back and forth.
“Now what could he be dreaming about?” she mused to herself. Giggling quietly, Velvet leaned down, her ear up to Shining’s lips as he muttered in his sleep.
“Ooh, Spearhead, you dropped the soap... better pick it up...” he groaned softly, turning his head back and forth on the pillow. “Pick it up real slow...”
Velvet pulled away and gave her son a flat look. “Well, he can’t be that far gone if he’s still married to Cadance,” she reasoned, gazing once again being drawn to his quivering pillar.
As she craned forwards, she rested her hooves on either side of the stallion’s flank to support herself. But out of the corner of her eye she saw something glinting on her hoof. She quickly realised it must have been some of Night Light’s scattered pre-cum. Her lip curling into a sneer, she wiped her hoof forcefully against the mattress several times, smearing the cum across the sheets. Satisfied she was clean, she returned her focus to that twitching cock.
Giggling like a filly, she leant her face in closer, coming to rest mere millimeters from him. The cock swayed slightly, occasionally bopping against her muzzle, sending pangs of immense heat rushing through her body. Her heart was beginning to flutter as her tongue pushed out from her mouth. Mere moments after it came into contact with the hot, course skin, Velvet could hear her son groaning into life. How sensitive his cock must be! He clearly still had that virility of youth that Velvet craved.
Velvet lapped around the side of his cock about an inch below his flare, taking long, languid licks as Shining grunted into consciousness. She rested a hoof on his belly, rubbing it gently while she worked that hypnotic shaft. She could feel her hoof begin to move as her son shifted about. Moving upwards, Velvet rested her lips on the top of his cockhead, her eyes settling on those of her bewildered son.
“Uuuhgh…” He moaned, still half asleep, “What’s going on…?” Bleary eyed, his gaze drifted downwards to the middle-aged mare wrapped around him. Barking confusedly, he skittered backwards, pressing his back into the headboard of the bed.
“M-Mom! What in Equestria are you doing? That’s awful!”
Twilight giggled at her son, as cute as he was clueless. To close the newfound distance she hopped up onto the bed, sidling forwards on all fours. Slowly she approached, smiling sweetly.
“Oh, darling, why do you always play it so stubborn? Mommy dearest needs your help! Come along now… You wouldn’t turn down helping your own mother, would you?”
She’d stopped moving now, resting herself down on her son’s lap. Using her magic she took a light grip on his cock, positioning it to rest between her buttocks. Their faces rested mere centimeters apart now, and Twilight was reveling in being in her son’s personal space. Pressing against him she could feel every little movement: the rise and fall of his chest with every uncertain gulp of air, the beat of his heart, and that warm breath escaping his open mouth, brushing over her face. Being in the presence of such a workhorse was making her heart flutter and her body go weak - she was pretty sure she could feel her nethers starting to get more than a little wet at the sensations, and from the look on Shining’s face, he could feel it too.
Shining Armor could feel his body getting hot. All of this was starting to overpower him. Her warm body pressed against his, and her nethers slowly grinding against his own rigid cock. He had been feeling more than a little uncomfortable, but he couldn’t deny his mother’s soft words were starting to warm him.
“Why are you being like this? Dad would be crushed! ....Wouldn’t he?”
Twilight Velvet scoffed dismissively.
“Pshaw! He couldn't care less so long as someone kept him fed and reassured him he wasn't going gray! Besides, sex just isn't something that interests him anymore. But your poor old mother still has those urges! And with you coming to visit, I thought I could make the most of a mother-son bonding experience… so what do you say? It'll only be this once, I promise! And then we never have to do it again. It can be our little secret…”
Twilight's words ran through Shining Armor’s mind. Now all of those rather forward flirtations over dinner made sense, at least. He glanced up at his mother, who had never looked more eager. He knew for a fact if he turned her down he'd never feel the end of her mid-dinner gropes, and she'd just get more and more desperate. He didn't want to see her like that. Plus, he would kind of be saving his parents relationship, right? Stepping in to fill the hole that Night Light simply couldn't? Both figuratively and literally.
“Okay Mom, I'll do it. But only to look after you and your relationship, understand?”
He didn't get a response. Twilight was already busy sliding backwards along the bed, resting her muzzle above his tip again. Parting her lips she slid down onto him, taking him in as quickly as she could. All that sitting around had made her feel even hornier. The warm flesh quickly filled her mouth, rubbing across her tongue as it shifted inwards. Pushing past her tonsils, the head slid into her throat. The sudden rapid pace had caught Shining off guard, his head flaring as it was forced deeper. The expanded tip dragged against the walls of her throat, irritating slightly before it shrunk back down again.
Twilight spluttered slightly as she withdrew. Her throat - ever so slightly stretched by the ordeal of taking his shaft - left feeling cold and empty. Down her head sank again, quickly guiding the cock back inside. Back and forth she went at her own quick speed, lost in the ecstasy of the beautiful moment. Her eyelids slowly drew closed as she focused on the sensations.
As she pulled upwards again she opened her eyes. She felt like something was missing. And once that thought had occupied her mind, she couldn't shake it. She had this gorgeous stallion all over her, but it wasn't what she wanted. What was missing? She wanted to be ravaged by a handsome stallion, and that was what she was getting, wasn't it?
She slowed down as it dawned on her. She wanted a powerful stallion that would exert his power. Give her a show of force, to be strong, to be dominant. And while Shiny was as powerful as any stallion, he was very much sitting back. The look across his face made it apparent he was enjoying himself, but that wasn't enough anymore.
She didn't want to feel like she'd given herself to him.
She wanted to feel like he'd taken her all for himself.
Opening her mouth wide, she let the slick cock flop free of her mouth. It smacked into the side of her face, leaving a sticky residue in its wake. Shining Armor looked down at his mother, now entirely invested in the perverse little family game.
“Why did you stop? I-Is something wrong?”
“Well son, yes, there is something wrong. You need to fuck your mother HARDER. I want to be taken roughly by a strong soldier, not be left to entertain myself with some half-flaccid cock. So you really need to start taking charge a little more. Pull Mommy’s hair, smack her ass. Fuck her till her eyes water. Prove to her you are the only stallion she needs.”
Shining Armor was aghast.
“...M-Mother, I couldn’t! I-I-I wouldn’t know what to do…!”
Exasperated, Velvet stood again. Forcefully she grabbed the stallion’s back legs, hoisting his flank upwards, exposing his stiff cock in the process. Without any thought or pause she straddled the stallion, guiding his cock into her pussy. She sighed to herself as her lips enveloped the warm hunk of flesh, before regaining focus. Now balanced atop her son, she began to bounce up and down rapidly, smacking down against his body with such force that the whole bed squeaked loudly. She needed something rough, and if Shining was going to play naive, she’d just have to force it out of him.
“Come on my big strong stallion! You know what Mommy needs, so just give it to her!” Velvet yelled through gritted teeth, distracted by the sensations of her pussy stretching around Shining’s shaft. Shining let out a feminine squeak, shutting his eyes tight as he felt his mother’s slick walls slide down his length.
“What kind of a noise was that?! Those are the kind of pathetic mewlings your father would make, and you are SO MUCH MORE than him!”
Shining’s eyes widened again in shock at his mother’s aggression. He’d never heard her talk about her husband this way, everything felt so alien. He felt his cock give an involuntary flex despite himself; the combined sensation of Velvet’s soft insides and her forceful tone was sending erratic jolts of pleasure all through him. Despite that - and the tirade he knew he would receive - Shining felt he had to voice a final, embarrassed concern.
“B-But what about Dad? He’s a—”
His mother was quick to interrupt, her eyes wide and fiery as she bounced fluidly atop him.
“You think I care? I need a real stallion to ride! Fuck Mommy senseless!”
Shining uneasily lifted his forehooves and placed them on his mother’s hips, digging into the flesh of her flank just beside her cutie marks. Holding her sides, his eyes tracked her crotch as she bounced atop him. He panted as her parted slit traveled down his length, gently kissing his base before Velvet thrust her hips back upward. She thrust her head back, mane bouncing through the air majestically as her son’s turgid cock worked her insides. Suddenly she threw her weight forwards, dropping down so she was laying on top of her son, his cock still buried firmly inside her. The sudden jerk had been rather forceful, causing Shining’s cock to twitch madly. Leaning over her son, Twilight Velvet brought her lips down to meet Shining’s. It was a few seconds later her heart started to flutter, as she felt her son’s tongue force its way into her mouth. Maybe he was finally taking charge…
Velvet yelped with surprise as the stallion suddenly gripped her flank, pulling her to his side, before rolling on top of her. All the while his strong cock remained buried deep inside her. The middle-aged mare giggled naughtily as her young, virile stallion stared into her eyes - tongue lolling, breath heavy.
The stallion’s hips worked like a piston, his mane swaying back and forth gently as he rocked atop Velvet, cock giving a little pulse each time it plumbed further into her depths. He smiled a little to himself whenever his mother bit her lip in that surprisingly seductive way, losing herself to the powerful sensations he gave to her. The bed squeaked rhythmically beneath the two sordid lovers, growing faster and faster as Shining Armor picked up the pace.
Shining bent low, his belly brushing against his mother’s each time he pressed forward and then pulled himself back, his hooves digging deep into the sheets on either side of Velvet. Craning his neck forward, he placed a small kiss on her lips just as he gave an absolutely titanic thrust inside her, the head of his cock slapping up against the back of the mare’s tunnel. Velvet groaned softly, and arched her back, pushing her mouth up against Shining’s to give him a hungry, deep kiss. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning loudly as Shining ran his own tongue along hers. The two stayed close, neither wanting to be the first to break out of such a beautiful kiss. But finally they broke apart, Shiny rearing up, standing tall over the mare whom he cared for like so few others.
“M-Mom, I love you so much, I’m sorry I tried to turn you away before - I had no idea how you could make me feel…” Shining moaned rather ashamedly.
“That’s OK dear,” his mother groaned between ever shorter breaths. “I’ll forgive you, on one condition. Before you finish in Mommy, give her the ride of your life. Finish HARD.”
Shiny stared down at his mother, unsure what to say. He felt unsurprisingly nervous, but a hunger in Velvet’s eyes sparked a fire in his heart, and in his loins. He began to thrust forward with wanton abandon, his flare smacking and grinding freely against her cervix as he brought his hips low. Shining’s cock would be remiss to pull out more than a few inches for each thrust, not wanting to leave Velvet’s warm and inviting folds behind for even a moment. His speech had descended into grunts and groans as all his focus went into the sensations of her body, sensations he hadn’t felt in a long time. Even his dearest Cadance on their honeymoon had lacked that certain animalistic ‘fire’ his mother had.
“H-how in Equestria can Dad sleep at night with you lying next to him, unsatisfied? You feel so good, you’re wasted on that stallion!”
“Mnh, you don’t need to tell me twice,” Velvet growled softly, nipping at Shining’s nape playfully as her son continued to slam himself inside her, balls slapping lewdly off her pert backside. There was a little part of Twilight Velvet’s mind that wanted this carnal activity to go on all night, for the luscious pounding to just keep on going. She wanted her son to keep plowing her ‘till morning came, so her dopey husband could wander in with Shining’s breakfast in bed, only to discover the two furiously making love. But alas, that was not to be, as Velvet could feel her son’s movements starting to go stiff and jerky. His grunts too had changed, becoming urgent and incredibly noisy. It was a miracle Night Light didn’t wake up there and then.
With a final grunt, Shining Armor flopped forwards, pinning his whole weight down onto his mother’s torso, moaning into her face as he let loose his orgasm. Thick and fast it flowed, punching past her cervix and into her womb. His eyes rolled back as the flow finished, plopping free and falling onto his side next to his mother, immediately fast asleep. Twilight Velvet, now feeling incredibly full - and incredibly satisfied - rested her head down on the pillow behind her. Before she’d taken another breath, she too was fast asleep.
