There are many things that are known about you. The first and foremost is that you’re a slightly muscular health nut. However, the lesser known thing about you is that you’re also a nerd, or an egghead by Rainbow Dash’s definition. On top of working out, you like to indulge in things like video games, DnD campaigns, and even books. During school, you loved reading a good book. It was like reading the description of a picture in motion, beautifully written as like how a painting was made. They were like the written form of the imagination.

It was a nice clear day in Canterlot as you walked over to the local library. Upon entry, your skin was greeted by the rush of cool air, courtesy of the building’s AC system. Standing at the checkout counter was an old yet familiar face: Moon Dancer. Like you, she was one of the bookish students at CPA. Hell, she was probably like that on the same level as Twilight Sparkle. For her, you were a regular visitor there.

“Oh hey, Calc,” she greeted. “How are things today?”

“Largely uneventful, but surviving.” You looked around at all the other visitors either reading books or using the computers for research purposes. You knew what you had to do there and that was to pick up a book that you’ve been dying to read lately. “Do you have “The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress” available?”

“One moment please.” Moon Dancer then turned her bespectacled self to her computer. She flipped through the catalogue of all the books they have on shelves. Her eyes darting and clicking persisted for a minute before she grew the ‘Ah ha, found it’ face, usually a good sign. After jotting down the location and ID code for the book on a card, Moon Dancer hands it off to you. You gotta admire her efficiency. “Here it is. It’ll be in the Science Fiction section on the second floor. Just use this as a reference and you’ll be good. Take care.”

Nodding, you walked up to the 2nd floor. It was filled with shelves upon shelves of books like the floor below. It wasn't any Library of Alexandria, but it is big for a local one in the midwest. They were like monolithic towers of knowledge and projections of the imagination.

You then arrived at the pinnacle of human imagination, the science fiction section. Following the note on the card, it didn't take you terribly long to find it. Sitting on the shelves was the prize you've sought, waiting to be read. You reached forward, ready to take your prize…

...until a dainty hand blocked yours. Looking up, you saw it was a woman and that she looked familiar. She also gave you a similar look.

“Oh my god, Calc?” she gasped. “It’s me, Twilight Velvet! You were part of my daughter’s math club.”

Twilight Velvet, that’s a name you remember. Mother of one of your friends, Twilight Sparkle, she looks so much like her daughter. If it weren’t for the different hair colors, she would’ve looked like an older clone of her daughter or vice versa. Unlike her daughter however, her MILFiness was well seasoned. Nothing too big nor anything too small. Perfectly balanced… as all things should be.

“Oh yeah, now I remember you, Mrs. Velvet,” you replied. “How are things for you nowadays?”

"Just thought I might come here for a good book. You?"

“Oh, just trying to get my writing career to take off. I’m just here looking for inspiration.”

You gave her the brief rundown of what you’ve been up to for the past few years. It started a friendly conversation between the two of you with some light laughter. Some friendly banter about school and current events had ensued. Velvet mentioned that she was working on a romance novel that she hoped would be a hit. As you were pulling the book into your arms, her grip on it tightened.

“Umm, I’ve actually been wanting to read this. Can I please have it?” Even though she asked, your desire to read what you’ve sought withered Your manners. You were there first and you would be damned if you were going to leave without the book.

“Sorry, but you have no clue how much I’ve been wanting to read this,” you stated as you pulled the book back, visibly annoying her.

“Well, I’ve been a fan of the author’s work long before you were born, young man!” The anger in her voice hadn’t reached levels of high passion but was still visible. It was clear that she wasn’t going to let you have it and she pulled it back to her.

“Well, I’ve read all his books except this one! I was here first!”

“Yeah, but ladies first!”

A brief session of wrestling control of the book ensued as you two exchanged brief invectives throughout. The battle was heated and it became clear that it would only end if either of your wills ran out. You had neither time nor patience to deal with it. Quickly, your mind came up with an idea for a quick resolution to the conflict. However, there existed the possibility that you could lose. Still, you saw two things before you that you crave: a book and a hot MILF ass to fuck.

"Alright, Mrs. Velvet," you said. "I propose a challenge."

"What kind of challenge, young man?" Velvet asked back.

"A game of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Best two out of three. If you win, you can have the book and I won't complain. If I win, I get the book... and that sweet perky ass of yours."

Twilight Velvet pondered your words for a bit. She really wanted to read that book you were about to rent, but the lack of satisfaction from her husband has been driving her crazy. With her pussy quivering in excitement going toe to toe with her desire for the book. She agreed to your challenge, knowing that it's a win-win situation for her.

"Alright, you have a deal."

“Excellent,” you huffed as you ball up a fist, ready for the challenge. “Let’s begin, shall we?”

With a count of three and the shaking of your fists, the first move was made. You drew scissors while she got paper, your first win. You scoffed in satisfaction of your first round won, but it was far from over. You had at least one more round to win before victory was yours. The next round began the same as before ,but you got paper that was beaten by her use of scissors. She giggled in smugness as she claimed her first victory.

“Okay now, It’s sudden death,” you state as your adrenaline hits an all time high. The anxiety is intoxicating and nearly made you break a sweat. “It ends here and now!”

“Let’s get it on!” There it goes, the final move to determine who walks away with the spoils of victory. You closed your eyes and mentally prayed for good luck. You opened them to see that she drew scissors and that you drew rock. It was an incredible victory for you as the look on her face spelled acceptance of her defeat.

“Well Mrs. Velvet,” you cheered. “It looks like I’ve won.” Taking the book in your bag, your gaze now turned toward your second prize. “Where shall we take this?”

“There’s a bathroom near the biographies section,” Velvet remarked. “No one would suspect us there.”

“Hmmm, feeling kinky aren’t we?” You were amused by her suggestion. The idea of doing it with her in a public place felt rather exciting. The risk of getting caught was there but it was less so than that camping trip you were on last week.

Following her to said bathroom, you looked around to see no prying eyes. Waiting for her to enter first, you follow and locked the door behind you. It was one of those small bathrooms made for only a single person to use but could fit multiple people. Once you set your bag down, Twilight Velvet suddenly pulled you in for a sloppy yet passionate kiss. The fervor she did it with was amusing. She eventually stopped for a moment to catch her breath.

“I presume that your husband left you wanting,” you breathed.

“Oh, you don’t know the half of it.” She dove in for another kiss, but that time with her body pressed firmly against yours. From the demeanor, you could tell that she was the romantic type. But then again, romanticism seemed to be the veil of lust. Twilight Velvet moaned into your mouth as her crotch made contact with yours, arousing your member and making it hard as granite. Such an amazing feeling compelled you to hold her tight and began dry humping her. Grinding and bumping your crotch against hers made the lustful side of you emerge. Now that you have the book, you have a sweet hot MILF to relieve yourself with.

“Okay,” Velvet breathed, breaking the hug and kiss. “I think you know the drill.” From the way that she was stroking your bulge, you knew very well what she aimed to do. Putting the toilet seat lid down, you sat down and undid your belt and pants zipper. Once your member sprung up with tremendous pride, her hands grip your cock and balls. Holy mother of god she was fast…

...and very, very hungry.

She slithered her tongue around the base of your shaft as her silky smooth hands worked their magic on your coin purse. Good lord, for the mother of an egghead and a veteran, she knew how to balance passion and smarts. Velvet somehow knew which nerves to hit and hit them sensually.

“Oh my fucking god!” You gasped as her tongue climbed up to your tip before she took it into her mouth. As she blew you, she still continued to fondle your sack. She was persistent in getting you to cum and you were going to, but on your own terms. All the sexual stamina you’ve built up over the years were going to come in handy as you want to prove how long you’ll last. With the sudden rush of pleasure up your spine, you grab her head and deepthroated her. You were at first worried about how she’ll be hurt by the maneuver, but her increased pace of the ball massage said otherwise.

Soon enough, you felt your nads tighten and your spear throb and convulse as you shot an entire load down her throat. From what you’ve felt, Velvet managed to swallow it all. How she managed it, you weren’t sure. Still, her experience was amusing to say the least. With an audible pop, she pushed away from your cock and wiped away the excess from her lips. From the look on her face, it was clear that she enjoyed it.

“I’m glad that you lasted longer than my husband,” Velvet said as she turned her perky rear end toward you. “I think it’s time for the grand finale.” She undid her skirt and pulled her panties down. Her cunt was sticky and wet with want and desire. It didn’t take a single pair of brain cells to figure out what it meant and what she wanted. “If you wouldn’t mind, I want anal. I don’t want to risk getting knocked up and having to explain it to my husband.”

It was surprising that she wanted it up the ass. From how her pussy was dripping, one would assume that she wanted it up there. But still, you were in no way opposed it as you took up position behind her, hotdogging her buns for a moment. With your hunger at a momentary high, you slowly pushed your still erect cock inside her ass. It was a tight fit but god damn did it feel so good. Her moans, her gasps, she was processing the sensation but was still legible.

“Go on! DO IT! I WANT TO WALK HOME WEAK LEGGED WHEN THIS IS DONE!” With the knowledge of the no noise leaving the room, You began thrusting in and out of her tight rear. With how tight it was, you feared that you were going to cum too early. Fortunately, you had the willpower to carry on for a long time. Slipping your hands down Velvet’s hairy crotch, you began fondling her vulva, taking care to sync the rhythm and vigor with your thrusts. She moaned and screamed in a way that seemed so out of character for a bookish MILF like herself. As it dragged on, the pace and volume of her noises increased, even so as you slipped two fingers inside her love tunnel. She loved it, she craved it, but most of all… she needed it.

As both your orgasms came close, you moved your other hand from her ass to under her sweater, copping a feel of her perky tits. She screamed louder as her inner walls clenched tighter around your fingers. Then, with a final long winded yelp of satisfaction, Your fingers became drenched in a tide of ladycum. Since she came first, you no longer felt the need to hold back and came into her ass, blocking any of your seed from her pussy with your hand. If any did, You could only hope she has pills to stop that. Riding your orgasm, your hips spasmed as you thrusted a final few times before coming down from it. Your bodies were sweaty and weak but all that didn’t hold back a post-coital kiss.

“Wow,” Velvet whispered in astonishment. “You certainly lasted longer than my husband. You know, Cheerilee wasn’t wrong about you at all.”

“Well, I aim to defy expectations,” you said as you got your respective undergarments back on and washed your hands. “This was rather good for a quickie.”

“Sometimes, a brief moment of passion is all I really need,” Twilight Velvet said as she opened the door. “Anyways, I’m having a dinner with my son’s family, so I have to go. Enjoy that book!”

“Oh, I will,” you shot back as your gaze turned to your bag. “As will I what we just did.”

Walking back down stairs to the main floor, you checked out the book while making great effort to hide what you did. Satisfied with obtaining not one but two prizes, you walked home with a smug look and satisfied stride. Along the way, the scent of your sweat caught your nose.

“Hmmm, there goes my cardio for the day.”

Author's Note

Well, here's one of the two chapters I've been working on for the past couple of weeks. Sorry for the delay, but good things come to those who wait..

...and this is a good thing.

Anyways, be sure to read the next chapter after this. It'll be one of the craziest things I've ever written for this series. No preview this time because I want no not spoil anything about that chapter. Thanks and have fun.