“And in other news, the Canterlot Games are due to commence next month. Every year, this event brings in tons of tourists from across the nation and other parts of the world. This year, Ms. Julia Harshwhinny promises this event will set the bar for future events. With how she plans on making it possible remains to be seen but we are most certainly looking forward to it all. This has been Local 24 News and we’ll have more on this story later on tonight when we have an exclusive interview with her.”

Turning off the television, you stretched your arms and grabbed your keys. As you made your stride, you grinned a gleeful grin. Today was another cheat day, an opportunity to let loose and eat as much junk as you want. However, you also had a taste for the finer things in life. You craved Italian food this time around. Remembering the restaurant that you took Spoiled Rich to a while back, your mind was set on eating some carb-packed pasta goodness.

Driving in your replacement Jaguar, you drove to Cucina di Italia. You swore you could already smell the various sauces as you pulled up into the parking lot. All those seasonings and flavors in the air almost seemed like a finger that was gesturing you to come in. Dusting off your denim jacket, you walked in and were greeted by a waiter. Right off the bat, you were being led to a table. Taking a seat, out of all the patrons in your area, there was one that stood out to you.

She had set of scarlet-red hair, tied in a bun with a beaded necklace hanging graciously around her somewhat plump neck. Her lips had a shiny gloss of red and her eyes were a nice deep blue. She was chubby, but in all the right places and her rack was definitely no exception. However, she wore a sorrowful frown as she took a sip of her wine. What was she sad about? What was her story? Your thoughts were interrupted as the waiter came over.

“Hello, My name is Thunderlane and I’ll be your waiter this evening,” he greeted. “What would you like, sir?” Gripping the menu, you singled out the one thing that made your mouth water.

“I’ll have a Timballo please and with a sweetened peach-raspberry tea,” you answered.

“One Timballo with a peach bellini, excellent choice.” He replied as he wrote in his order pad. “Any soups or salads?”

“Chicken and Gnocchi soup, please.”

“One Gnocchi soup. Alright, your soup will be out in about a few minutes and your meal will be brought to you soon after.”

“Thank you, sir.”

As the waiter walked away, you saw the woman resting her head on her hand. Twirling around some pasta, she took a bite as she sighed, looking more down than ever. You’ve seen those eyes quite a few times before and they all spelled one thing: grief. She clearly lost someone near and dear to her. It was a sad sight to see someone in that condition. For how long she was dealing with that pain was a mystery to you. Soon, the waiter approached with a bowl of your soup. It smelled savory and delicious, making you eager to enjoy it. It was chow time and you plan to indulge.

Taking one last bite of your dinner, you were left satisfied. Though you were going to later experience a carb coma, it was worth it. All those flavors mixing together was like a festival, all exciting. After being handed your bill, you noticed the woman looking around. She appeared to be stressed as she shuffled around for something.

“Drat, I thought I brought my wallet with me,” she sighed as she dug through her purse, turning to the waitress approaching her. “Excuse me but I think I’ve let my wallet at home. Mind if I call my daughter to bring it here?”

“Certainly, ma’am,” she replied. As she turned around, you made a split second decision and waved her down. She looked like a nice woman that could use a break. Even though you don’t know what she was upset about, it never hurts to send a bit of good will towards others. “Can I help you, sir?”

“Yeah, can you put her stuff on my bill?” you asked.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Okay, I’ll send this up and I’ll be right back.”

With a nod, you hand her your card with the bill as she walked off. The woman gives you a most puzzled look. Picking up her purse, she walks over to you with a slight smile on her face. Now, one feature became apparent. Along with her busty chest, she also had a nice plump rear end. It jiggled with her stride yet she carried an aura of sweetness with her attitude. It was hard to believe that demeanor hid some sort of pain.

“Though it was unnecessary, I thank you,” she said as she took a seat. “What is a young man like you doing here?”

“It’s a cheat day for me,” you replied. “Even fitness nuts like me need to let loose once in a good while.”

“I see. But, why did you pay for my meal? I was a phone call away from getting my darling Silver Draw to help me.”

“I figured I’d take a worrying thing off your back. If I may ask, what is your name?”

“Golden Brooch; my name is Golden Brooch. Who might you be?”

“Calculus Crunch, ma’am.”

“Well Calculus, I would like to thank you for paying for my meal. Are you sure you’re alright with that?”

“I have enough income to spare, it’s all good.”

The waiter arrives, handing you your card and the receipt. Putting your signature down, you and Golden walked out. As you stepped on the street, you lost your footing and tripped. It didn’t hurt as you’d expect but it did create a tear in your jacket’s arm sleeve.

“Oh great,” you muttered. “Gonna cost me a bit at a dry cleaner. Shit.”

“What’s wrong, Calc?” Golden said as she inspected the rip. Notting and humming, she muttered something about needles, thread, and patchwork. “Ah, looks like something I can fix.”

“You’re a seamstress?” you asked back.

“Of course,” she answered with a smile. “By the looks of it, it would be cake for me to fix it. If you take me to my house, I’ll be able to fix it. My car is on the fritz and it’s in the shop.”

“Really? I mean… I have no problems paying for repairs.”

“Well, after you helped me back there, it’s only fitting that I’d help you.”

You were no stranger to receiving something in exchange for doing a favor. To you, that was the way the world works. Golden Brooch sounded like a sweet woman, one that wouldn’t hesitate to give you the coat off her back. All of that hid an underlying sadness. Still, she offered you a favor and you weren’t going to turn it down.

Driving Golden to her house as per her directions, the two of you made bits of small talk. The conversation that developed from it made you conclude that she was married at one point but something happened, something that she was reluctant to talk about. Pulling up to her house, you parked in her driveway.

The house had a cozy feel to it, complete with a vibrant garden in the center of the lawn. The inside was nice and orderly with a welcoming aura. Golden Brooch had some good taste and it certainly shows. Along with a TV, there was a piano and what looked like a sewing station, loaded with thread. The desk had various tools of the trade for a seamstress. It was like that not just a job for Golden, but also a hobby.

“Hmmm, that’s a lot of tools of the trade you have,” you remarked

“It pays to be prepared,” she chimed. “My mother taught me everything she knew. She even said I had a natural talent for it. When I was pregnant with my dear Silver Draw, I used my skills to make her a nice stuffed toy kitty. She never let it go since she was born.”

“How were you that good?”

“Oh, all there is to it is steady fingers and an eye for detail. You can go ahead and set your jacket on the desk there. I’ll get to work on it in a bit. You want anything to drink, like some tea?

“Yeah, tea is fine,” you said as you walked towards a hallway. “Where’s the bathroom?”

“Just all the way down that hall and to your left.”

“Thanks.”

Relieving yourself in the bathroom, you looked over your self in the mirror. You had a slight stubble on your chin along with your growing mustache. Nodding, it was clear the chin stubble had to go, but that was a story for another time. Walking out, you found your coat on the table, clear of the rip. However, Golden sat on the couch, holding a picture and audibly sniffling. Knowing she didn't want to talk about what bothered her, you silently got closer to get a better view of the photo.

In the picture was Golden Brooch with her hair in what looked to be braided. She looked tired and resting in a hospital bed while holding an infant wrapped in a blanket, definitely her daughter Silver Draw. You immediately deduced that it was taken right after she gave birth. Next to her was a man with dark brown hair that was slicked forward. Both people were smiling, tears of joy. Right away, you knew the man was her husband or used to be. Whatever happened to him could be anyone’s guess. Divorce or worse, the only way you were going to know was to ask.

“So, what happened to your husband?” you quietly asked, but loud enough for Golden to hear. She turned her head around, just enough to catch a glimpse of you. Knowing that you were watching her sorrowfully contemplating, she turned her gaze back to the picture and sighed.

“He worked in construction,” she sniffled with sadness in her tone. “When he was working on the statue of our city’s founder in the downtown area weeks after my daughter was born, a metal beam fell on him and crushed his lungs! When I got word that it happened, I rushed to the hospital as fast as I could but… but…” Taking a seat next to her, you put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a sympathetic look. “The doctors pronounced him as dead on arrival!”

Death, the ultimate finality, is a harsh concept. It was something you nearly had to deal with weeks ago. For Golden Brooch, losing her husband in a freak accident was a tragedy. It began to make you think on the concept of mortality, but you still had much of your youth ahead of you. Golden Brooch lost the man she gave her heart to and she still felt the sting years later. As she cried, it was as your heart linked with hers, feeling what she felt. Empathy was one hell of an emotion.

At first, you were planning to leave a bit after she fixed your jacket, but seeing her wracked with grief spurred something in you. It was the weekend and she had no one to spend it with as her daughter was out with friends. She needed a friend, a stranger that would show her compassion and you most certainly fit the bill.

Reaching forward, you pulled her into a hug. To your surprise, she offered no resistance. Rubbing her back, you gently rocked her as she returned the hug. Golden Brooch dug her head into your shoulder as she poured out her feelings. She felt relieved that some stranger showed her kindness after her tragedy. Even you could feel her heart beating powerfully through your body and her mounds being pressed against your chest. With your gesture, you made your intentions clear with no uncertain terms.

“Th-Thank you, Calculus,” she sniffled while locking her eyes on yours. Her mascara started to run down her cheeks. “This was… so kind of you.”

“Well, I thought you needed some company. I have no qualms about staying the night,” you shot back. “Besides, I have the weekend off from work.”

“Why would you sacrifice your weekend on the account of me?”

“I usually have a lot of free time by then.”

“All that free time yet barely anything to do with it.”

“Time is what I make of it. I do with it as I please. If you want to spend it with me, then I have no problems with it.”

Hearing those words from you brought a much needed calm to Golden Brooch. While she still laid in your arms, you didn’t mind it one bit. Admittedly, you found her rather beautiful, cute even, for a MILF. She was sweet enough to repair your jacket, all without asking for anything in return. For you, it was a nice way to spend the weekend.

For the next few hours, you and Golden Brooch spooned under some blankets on the couch while watching some old movies. Being the big spoon, you felt great warmth from holding her plump body close. Even as your lower region was growing stiff, she either wasn’t aware or didn’t care. Still, it was a nicely comfy way to end the day, holding a nice woman tight in some platonic way. It was like hugging the cuddliest of blankets or pillows.

Soon, the moon had risen and the night sky had come. Though awake, Golden Brooch was on the fast track to slumberland. With the power of your muscles, you carried her to her room. With the lack of available rooms, Golden Brooch permitted you to sleep with her in her bed. Though odd, there was little choice in the matter, not that you minded it at all. As you pulled the blankets over the two of you, she turned to face you with the oh-so-familiar bedroom eyes but with a healthy dash of sweetness to them.

“Calculus,” sighed Golden. “Though I haven’t said it yet, but thank you.” She scooches closer to you, wrapping her arms around her neck. Her being that close to you made your shaft throb about with excitement. Her embrace was tender and loving, a testament to her kind nature.

“Thanks aren’t really necessary,” you replied. “But I will admit this, it was a blast spending the night with you.” You wrapped your legs around hers and held her tighter against you. Her body was nice and cushiony, enjoyable. You had no problems with fat women, finding them cute in some way. After all, it was just more of them to love. “Also, I find you rather… cute.”

“Cute?” She was taken aback by your compliment. The only other person who called her cute with sincere and straight face was her husband. Hearing all that reminded her of the love the two shared back when he was still alive. Her heart pounded as you gave her a loving look. From paying for her meal out of the blue to keeping her company for the night, the same type of love from her past was rekindled within her.

With a relaxed sigh, Golden latched your lips to yours. Already lost in her warmth, you closed your eyes as you shared in the rapture with her. Good lord almighty, the fervor of her kisses was impressive. Long was she starved of the touch of a man and it certainly showed. Her hair smelled like a pleasant mix of cherries and mangoes. But you knew what she wanted, craved, and desired and you weren’t going to make her wait. Quickly, you put her on her back, never skipping a beat in your kiss. Being on top of her was even better. It allowed you to see more of her beauty.

“Do you think I’m fat?” she asked with a worried face.

“No, I think you’re beautiful the way you are,” you replied, resuming the kiss. Her face drew a relaxed smile, relieved that you find her attractive. A woman her weight and age would be a pass in some books but not you, certainly not you. She was perfect in her own right and nothing would change your mind. Soon however, you felt your lust creeping upon you and found yourself grinding against her pelvis. With each movement, she’d let out a laugh of joy. Golden enjoyed it and didn’t want you to let up, not that you were going to. Your erection soon became too stiff in your pants for comfort and Golden knew it.

“It must be getting uncomfortable down there,” she purred, marvelling at your bulge. Golden never saw a man’s girth that big since her late husband. “Here, get off me and I’ll take care of it.”

Nodding, you laid on your back as she got between your legs. Knowing this would lead to, you didn’t bat an eye. You knew the old song and dance of what was about to happen that it seemed to be a regular occurance. Undoing your belt, Golden Brooch removed your pants and undergarments. Nothing stopped your manhood from standing proudly. The look on her face when she saw it made you giggle internally. For her, it was a familiar sight, one that brought back memories from long ago.

“My goodness,” she gasped, still in awe at the size of your girth. “to think that big thing was being suffocated in your pants. It must’ve hurt. Here dear, want me to make it feel better?”

“If you wish.”

With those words, she started to gingerly stroke your length. Her hands felt so smooth, like the softest of silk. It felt like a massage, so good and so right. Golden enjoyed the warm feeling of your cock, but something inside her wanted more of it. With a smirk, she started to lick up and down your shaft. Soon her ministrations grew faster and more passionate. Her tongue was almost snake like, exotic and pleasing. Every pass of it made you give pause to the experience, so incredible. Golden enjoyed its taste and couldn’t get enough of it, so much that she took the entirety of it into her mouth. Good lord almighty from on high, that… was a blowjob.

“Oh my goodness! Golden! Please don’t stop!” you moaned as she continued her work, making sure every nerve ending of you spire wasn’t left out. She even showed your balls some attention as she massaged them delicately. Gripping the bed, you tried to contain your pleasure as it slowly ate away at you. You wanted to last long to please her, to show her what you were capable of. Fortunately, your stamina was high and well developed.

It couldn’t last forever, though. As passionate as she was, Golden Brooch was well determined to have a taste of your cum. Her sucking had gotten faster and faster until it nearly drove you mad. You were close and you wanted to hold out for a bit longer but not forever. When your orgasm erupted, you resisted the urge to buck your hips in pleasure. There was no way you were going to be rough with her.

“My my,” Golden said, wiping a few strands of your seed from her chin. “Salty, yet sweet. That was so much.”

“I hope that isn’t a problem, Golden,” You grunted.

“No, it’s quite alright.” Golden Brooch looked down and noticed a damp spot on her pants. All that pleasuring of your genitals made her feel moist in her nethers. Just looking at your body left her wanting and desiring the pleasures of the flesh. “Since I gave you some pleasure, how about you give me some?”

Sitting up, Golden Brooch removed her clothes, revealing a matching set of bra and a panties, sexy and alluring. That thought didn’t last long as those went soon after, revealing her beautifully naked body. Just the sight of it was enough for you to become hard once more, something that amused her. Her pussy flowed a trickle of juices, eager to be pleasure and wanting to be satisfied. She then laid on her back and spread her legs.

“Come on, give me some sugar, hon.” Climbing back on her, you gave her a quick peck to her lips before trailing some kisses. Down her neck and over her belly button, look out thighs, here you come. While you want to hear her beg, she was too sweet of a woman for that. With some soft pecks around her inner thighs, you brought your mouth to her pussy. Lapping up her tangy juices, you extended the same courtesy to her.

“Oh yes, dear! YES!” she screamed “You don’t know how long my pussy’s been without some love! OH YES!”

As sexy as her moans were, you focused on her cunt. Lick after lick, she lost herself further in pleasure. For a moment, all she saw was the ceiling. After having been without a man for so long, you couldn’t blame her reactions. You were going to give her the best orgasm she’ll have in a long time, even if it kills you. Not content with exploring her outside walls, you took it a step beyond and stuck your tongue right up her snatch.

She gasped in surprise at the sudden entry. The feeling of a tongue slithering around in her vagina was incredible to her. Never was she eaten out like that before. With your skills, you wiggled your tongue about, bringing her to orgasm in short order. Being that it was her first time in a long while, you never thought ill of it. You were more than glad to give her some much needed love. It made your heart quiver that such a sweet lady was left lonely for so long.

“Sweetie, that was…” Golden breathed. “...great!”

“Well,” you said as you wiped her juices from your face. “I’m always pleased with results.” You climbed on top of her once more, giving her your best half lidded eyes. Now comes the main course and it will be one she’ll remember. Before you started to slip it in her and your tip touched her entrance, Golden stopped you with her hand to your chest. You were puzzled as to what she meant until she moved an arm to her drawer. Reaching into her drawer, she pulls out a packaged condom.

“I’m not wild about getting pregnant right now, dear,” she said. “Plus, it’s one of those new ribbed ones.” Taking the rubber out of the package, you fitted it over your already erect cock, just the right size and never too tight. With that, the magic can now begin. Resuming your position, you slowly inserted yourself inside her to pleasured moans. The smile on her face… you never got of such a sight and never will.

“Oh yes, dear! Do it! Do it until I can’t walk!” In and out of her pussy you pumped your cock. She craned her neck back at the feeling of something new yet familiar. Golden was a sweet woman who deserved some love and wouldn’t be shy to show some back. She truly was something else in your books. Though grief wracked her for years, she seemed to retain her kind demeanor. But damn does she feel good.

Thinking for a bit, you shoved your face between her luscious tits without breaking rhythm. Blowing some raspberries, you proceeded to motorboat her. The sounds of her laughter ridden moans worked as your fuel. Golden was quite turned on by your move and her noises convinced you to do it more ferociously. Now your lust has gotten the better of you and you weren’t gonna hold back anything anymore.

Golden’s inner walls were getting tighter and tighter, a sign of her getting close to release. Feeling the same way, you put your hips into full throttle and pounded away at her vagina with all your might, hilting yourself. Tighter and tighter, her moist sex clamped around your shaft until the telltale shriek of pleasure signaled the explosion of her orgasm. Though close, you weren’t finished just yet. You gave a few dozen more pumps until you busted your nuts.

You worried that the condom would burst from the sheer volume of your load. Noting the brand she gave you, it wasn’t as high. Burnt out like a light bulb, you collapsed on top of her, managing just enough strength to remove the condom, dispose of it and pull the covers over the two of you. Laying on her was like resting on the fluffiest of clouds. You were never going to tire of holding such a magnificent specimen of beauty so close when tired.

“Calc, that was amazing, dear,” she breathed, brushing the back of your head. “You truly are a gentleman.”

“And you Golden… are a sweet woman,” you answered with a kiss. “And not to mention, cute.”

“How many times have you called me cute?”

“Dunno, lost count. But, I ain’t lying when I said it.” Shocked by your admission, Golden Brooch was yet again reminded of her late husband. When they first met, he regarded her as cute. More and more, she began to see more of him in you in a sense. With one last quick but passionate kiss, she bid you good night as she shut her eye with you following suit. Smiling, you rested comfortably on her, keeping her company and warm.

Your eyes opened as you noticed sunlight breaking through the windows. Still buck naked, you notice that Golden Brooch was gone. Where she went to opened up a number of guesses. You didn’t hear even the quietest of ambient sounds as a clue. But somehow, your clothes were nicely folded and clean while you weren’t. Still smelly with sweat and sex, you walked into the bathroom for a quick shower.

Turning on the hot water, the relaxing droplets rained down upon you immeasurably. It was like a light massage with a touch of soothing heat. As you scrubbed your arm with a soapy loofa, you failed to notice the shower curtains shift and a pair of arms wrap around your torso. It was only until locks of hair came into your view, smelling of cherries and mangoes.

“Hmmm, good morning, Calc,” Moaned Golden Brooch. “I trust you had a good night sleep in my arms?”

“Well, that was quite the slumber,” you replied as her hands neared your morning wood. “And sex in the morning, always a pleasant thing.”

“Since my pill should be working now, we can do it raw if you like, dear. But first, just relax and enjoy.”

Planting your hands on the shower walls, you braced yourself as Golden gave you a handjob. From that position, the feeling of her plump body and tits against your back made your member all the more sensitive. All of a sudden, you started having flashbacks to where Abacus Cinch did something similar. Despite being a bit terrified at the time, the experience was memorable. It was like a trip down memory lane, nostalgic.

Still sensitive from last night, your cock inevitably shot ropes of your life making seed at the wall. Splotches of thick white painted its surface as you groaned with pleasure. Combined with the feeling of Golden Brooch’s arms around your torso, it was the perfect feeling to wake up to. Turning around, you wrapped your arms around her, holding her tight and against the wall as you both shared a passionate kiss. Miracuously, you were still hard and the cure for that was her pussy, but you were eyeing something else.

“So dear, what other part of me do you like?” Thinking for a bit, you noticed she had a nice and round ass. If you had to guess, it would be soft yet pleasing. In your dreams, you dreamt of sticking your rod between her cheeks, hotdogging her as you fingered her folds. It was a wet dream so intense that it almost felt so real. So now, it seems fate has afforded you an opportunity to make your dreams a reality once again. Turning to face her, you spun her around as you laid on arm on her upper body and positioned another at her vulva.

“Your ass.” Firmly planting your cock between her buttcheeks, you set out to do recreate your dream. Her ass, like the rest of her, felt soft like a cloud with the firmness of a memory foam mattress. Having stuck an average of two fingers up pussies before, you felt the time was right and upped the ante. You stuck three fingers up her snatch, using your thumb to play around with her clit. With every moan from her, it pulsed with excitement. Ever before did she experience something so exciting. For you, the same can be said about her rear end. God, they felt so good against your pelvis.

“Hmm- *OH GOD YES* Yo-*oh* like my behind, do you?” She moaned ash your fingers continued their work.

“I craved it.” you grunted as you pleasured yourself. “Never got the chance to do it last night. All that fucking knocked the wind out of me.”

“Heh, such a vulgar mouth you have. But no matter, keep doing what you’re doing.” More and more, her lust-filled screams filled the air, so much that even the shower noise couldn’t mask it all. Golden was a screamer but screams are signs that you’re doing great. Since you and her were the only ones in the house, you let loose and succumbed to your inner beast and doubled your efforts, groaning coarsely as your cock pulsed between her luscious cheeks.

But soon, you couldn’t hold back any longer as you clenched your teeth and shot loads of your seed up her back. Likewise, Golden’s pussy quivered and trembled as it sprayed her nectar all over your hand. Managing enough strength you held a tired Golden Brooch up long enough for her to recover. It seemed that your efforts were super effective. After all, you had the gift of magic fingers. Like list time, her juices smelled musky yet arousing. Then again, you were still rock hard, ready for another round.

“My goodness, dear.” Golden breathed in astonishment. “How are you still hard as a rock?”

“Well, it just comes natural to me,” you replied which earned you a sly yet warm smirk from her. Now that she was properly aroused, she backed against the wall, spreading her lower lips open with her fingers.

“Go ahead, Calc. Do it.” Nodding, you slipped your dick into familiar territory. Oddly enough, it still felt lubricated enough from earlier. With each ministration, your body rubbed against her wet form. You’ve always had a thing for shower sex. Just the thought of holding a woman’s wet body tightly as you ravage her was a real turn on for you. But with Golden, it was a real treat. With an open tongue kiss, you picked up the pace, enjoying the experience of morning sex.

But you eventually had to nut at some point. The feeling of dumping loads of your seed inside her womb was heavenly. Knowing she was on the pill, you came inside her with gusto. Just being able to hug such a lovely woman was a nice feeling, making you feel tingly inside. As you reeled from the force of your orgasm, you looked at Golden as she smiled, content and peaceful.

“Hey Calc, I got a call that my car is done being repaired,” she whispered. “If it isn’t too much trouble, can you drive me to the shop?”

Nodding, you agreed to do Golden another favor. For making you feel so good, how could you deny her request? She scratched your back and it was only right that you repaid the favor. Golden Brooch was something special, a truly nice soul that was robbed of love, once upon a time. All in all, it was a treat to spend time with her, even if the circumstances amounted to chance. All is right and good.

Author's Note

Well, here's the secret MILF OC that I've been teasing for some time. This was a special chapter for me to do as I worked closely with an-tonio (the OC's creator) to make sure that she was faithfully portrayed. It was a blast working with him and he's been a real help with this chapter so he deserves a big cut of the praise for his help. Thank you an-tonio for allowing me to use Golden Brooch and thank you again for being of big help to me. :)