Cutie Mark Crusaders, Ghost Summoners!
Got it going on for Button's Mom
Previous ChapterIt had been roughly half an hour or so, and our grabby little poltergeist friend had been floating around in the ethereal plane between Equestria and the next particular life over. He was greatly annoyed at how three random high school girls had called him over, but of course, none of them wanted anything particularly sensual or anything. Why would they call out for someone when they didn't want to be felt up or anything? It just didn't make any sense! He sighed to himself angrily, trying to think about whether or not he wanted to stay in the realm instead of simply leaving to return to the other side. As he was considering it though, he could feel various waves coming out and calling him over towards someplace else. He sighed and then heeded the call carefully, floating around to head out towards whatever was trying to get his attention.
It seemed to be a pretty plain house overall, looking kinda old and pretty much in the background. He could care less about that though, considering that he clearly needed to get into the house and all. Before he even knew it, he was sitting in the room of...some kid, by the look of it. He looked mature enough, like he was at least eighteen and all, but he the problem was that the guy was...well, a guy. This particular poltergeist gave a flat look at the idea, didn't even bother responding since he knew for a fact that he wouldn't enjoy touching a guy in such a way. That just led to him looking around the kid's house, trying to find out if something else was worth touching. What he found though was one heavenly MILF, sleeping in a room just down the hall.
She was a cream-colored earth mare with the most beautiful body he had ever laid eyes upon. Her breasts, full and perfectly perky, were a big E-Cup, and from what he could see of her lower body, she likely had what came close to a full hourglass figure altogether. All she wore was a pink nightgown. Pretty frumpy looking and all, but still a nightgown. The poltergeist smiled happily at the sights, soon approaching her very slowly as he was ready for some real action that evening.
He floated close to her body and smiled happily towards her, immediately letting his hands rest upon her huge breasts. He could tell right away just how real they were, amazed at the sensation of them as he rolled them around a little bit. The mare seemed to make a few soft gasps here and there, clearly getting aroused by the sensations as her nipples got harder. She turned over onto her side, letting out a little yawn as the horny spirit took hold of her breasts from the side. Once again, he rolled them around a little bit, then started grinning hard as he tweaked the nips a little.
"Mmmm, oh honey" she muttered in her sleep, clearly dreaming of being caressed by either an old flame or her husband. She seemed to be so entranced by her own dream, she didn't notice the top of her nightie being pulled down, or her breasts being exposed to the air. The spirit in general seemed to be enjoying the sight and feel though, her soft breasts molding perfectly to his hands as he kept on groping them. Her cream-colored melons were perfect for his desires, making him want to keep on doing it more and more as time went on.
She muttered to herself once again as she turned in her sleep, now lying flat on her back and letting her lovely breasts sway about here and there, both of them resting at her sides as the spirit watched them in practical slow-motion, the motion of them damn near hypnotic in nature. He leaned down and started to lick around her breast flesh, her short coat nice and soft as he enjoyed the taste and began doing more of the same for a minute or so. He switched between the two every once in a while, licking around her nipples one after the other, making her shudder in her sleep as she began to moan out a little. Smells began to flow from her vaginal entrance, slicking itself up with moisture as she became more and more aroused, and all for the benefits of our handsy friend.
He leaned a hand down to start caressing between her thighs a little, chuckling in another dimensional plain as he watched her tail flutter about here and there. It seemed to have a mind of its own for such a scenario, but it was also a pretty clear indication of her aroused state. He looked further down south and smiled at the sight of a big damp spot forming in the center of her panties, then began to gently stroke around there for a hot minute, and boy, was it ever hot.
"Oooh, getting frisky?" she muttered in her sleep, amazed at the feeling as her dreams got more and more erotic as time went on. Her pussy got moister, and her breathing started getting faster and faster. If not for the incredibly relaxed feeling from her sleep, she likely would've woken right up to see whatever had been affecting her sleep. She wouldn't be waking up though, considering that she wasn't needed to wake up for this just yet. That might just come in later, but it wasn't important for now. She rubbed at her chest with a spare hand in her rest, rolling her fluffy, chest globe around here and there to further stimulate herself. The spirit looked at this with a little surprise, but enjoyed it anyway. It was going to make his life a lot easier if he could make her cum like this.
With her chest now occupied by her hands, the spirit had started to shift right down between her legs, sticking his face against her thighs and smelling in the beautifully erotic scents coming in from her. Had he any ability to materialize any other body parts, he'd be having the time of his afterlife right about now. While that, unfortunately, wasn't the case, it didn't mean that he wasn't able to do anything else about it. He still hands his tongue and his hands, so those were more than enough to make it work when he needed. He delicately spread her legs a little bit and then started to casually grope her thighs, watching her tail sway about rather cutely before he then pushed her panties away, delighted in the sight of the finely-aged pussy waiting for him.
He started out with a long, slow sniff of the mature muff, then began licking it. He went from the very base of it all the way up to her blooming clit, the little love button showing a surprising degree of sensitivity. Her entire body clenched itself somewhat from the experience, and more and more of her juices began to flow from her tunnel because of it. He smiled at the sight of it, leaning in to give her a little taste. She tasted a little bit...weird. Not really bad, but she certainly didn't taste like the younger girls did. Still, she was finely aged and tasted fine enough on her own, so that was a positive. Once again, he licked and suckled around her pussy, her lips nice and sweet as she started to moan out rather lewdly, her voice nice and soft, even having its own sexy tone to it as well. The spirit greatly wished that he could manifest his meat for a time like this, but despite how badly he started to concentrate, he just couldn't get it to actually happen. He sighed, dejected and almost willing to stop altogether if not for his stubbornness and desire to please someone else. He remained steadfast though, eating her out with renewed vigor and the desire to get her off and taste everything that a mature lady such as herself managed to offer.
She moaned out once or twice again, her entire facing turning pink as she felt her folds being flushed, her breathing steadily getting heavier and heavier as time went on. Her tail began to thrash about beneath her in the throes of pleasure, loving the sensations of someone's tongue getting stuck between her lower lips. After so long without knowing the feeling, it felt incredible to be reminded of such pleasure, she only wished that she could've been awake to actually witness it, to praise whoever had such powerful tongue game.
Carefully, the spirit began fingering her love hole as his tongue teased the rest of her pussy, tasting and rubbing around as his other hand went to work groping and rubbing around her booty cheeks. Part of him wanted to make a bad pun on the situation, but he couldn't for the afterlife think of one, so he just kept on licking and suckling her juices. As time went on, the sheets were all but completely coated in her thick nectar. It just kept on flowing more and more, and she could feel her own orgasm coming closer and closer. It was starting to reach a serious fever pitch as she moaned out louder and louder.
Just down the hall, one could hear the toilet flushing as Button Mash stretched out his arms a little bit. He was relaxing after a little late-night gaming and decided to rest up before going back to a big raid event online. However, the call of nature needed to be attended to, so he obviously needed to answer as soon as he could. As he was walking out of the bathroom though, he could hear the sounds of a woman moaning. Naturally, this made him blush as he could hear the voice getting louder and lewder, and he only blushed harder when he had realized it was his mother's voice.
"Oh my....Does....Does she really think I can't hear her?" Button mused to himself as he went in a little bit closer, listening to the sounds and growing more and more curious as time went on. If not for the fact that he had enough self-control, he'd likely get a hardon from his mother's moaning. He placed an ear to her room's door, thinking to himself that something must've been happening. Unfortunately though, he couldn't, no, he wouldn't dare force the door open during a time like this. How could he when he didn't know what he'd end up seeing? "Oh.....This is gonna be one awkward conversation tomorrow" he sighed to himself, soon retiring to his bedroom. With any luck, maybe he could use his noise-cancelling headphones to try and cancel this lewd noise and get some rest.
Back to the main plot, the spirit had started to kiss and caress around her body rather gently, enjoying her tastes more and more as he started to get more and more wild, wanting her to cum and definitely wanting her to cum hard. He started to finger her harder, faster, and shoving his digits in deeper than she had ever felt before. He wanted to make absolute certain that she could feel an orgasm, maybe even manage to wake her up in the process. With that in mind, he started to roughly finger-fuck her with as much force as he could manage, and judging from how much higher pitched her voice was getting, he could easily tell she was close.
Another thrust of his fingers, and she suddenly clamped down on the ghostly digits, squirting out her love and desire all over him and the sheets. He smiled peacefully at the feeling of such a thing happening, reveling in the smells and tastes of her cum as she herself could only be shocked awake from such an expression.
"Oh.....Oh, what was that?" she mused to herself as she looked around in her room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes to try and find whatever it was. Unfortunately though, she couldn't find anything in the darkness of her room. She sighed as she looked down to her disheveled mess of a bed, pulling her panties back up and heading over to the bathroom to clean herself up a little, none the wiser to the spirit as she walked past him, not able to see his satisfied smile as he faded away to nothingness, the screen itself fading to black moments later.
To be concluded.
Author's Note
Goodnight everybody!
