MILF Hunter

It was almost noon the next day. It was still growing cold, but it was at least a little warmer than yesterday. Neither fact stopped Sketchy from blasting the heater in Winter’s car, much to his dismay as he drove. He had enough problems with the lunch rush traffic, now he was dealing with Sketchy blowing hot air all through his car. He wanted to open the window, but then he just told himself that it wasn’t going to be that far of a drive.

“Dude,” Winter glanced at Sketchy with big huge eyes, his mouth wide open. “Are you serious? That’s why you didn’t want to go to the Sharkbite last night?” Winter could barely keep in a straight line after hearing such a story. Sketchy nodded, his arms crossed in his long hoodie sleeves so he could keep warm. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because, man, it’s not somethin’ you go around telling people. Not to mention, I wanted to talk it out with Vodka on my own before anyone else knew. She was nice enough to extend me the same courtesy. She got respect, man.” Sketchy looked out the side window, remembering his time with Vodka last night. “Plus, it was in the past. It was far in the past.”

“She bit your dick, dude! That’s not something you just shrug off. That’s some serious traumatizing shit right there. She must have felt horrible.” Winter said in a loud whispering voice.

“Yee. She did. Vodka was so embarrassed. Course, I healed myself with my horn, but I had to go. Something like that gives me a limp one that ain’t coming back. We didn’t talk to each other again until last night.” Sketchy held both of his hands in front of the heater, finally feeling a bit warmer on the inside. “Now she wants us back at her place tonight, eight o’clock. She said her daughter’ll be there.”

“Oh, Citrus? Sweet. Well, we should be able to make that no problem. I don’t intend to stay over here for too long. Just long enough to say hi, give some hugs and then talk for a minute. He’s a busy man, and I’m sure he has plans.”

“Well, yeah, shouldn’t take long.” He looked at Winter, then back at the road. “You don’t think…”

Sketchy held a pause for a moment of silence. The unicorn glanced at him with a puzzled expression. It was obvious Sketchy was in deep thought. “I don’t think what?”

“I mean, last night with Vodka. It seemed like she was being more than just a friend.”

“Yeah, a friend with benefits.” Winter said and they both laughed.

“Nah, man. I mean she was acting like she was starting to… y’know… fall.” Sketchy tried to put it in words that didn’t make her sound like a teenager with a crush.

“Fall? Like, fall in love with you?” Winter asked, looking at him with big eyes. “I mean, she gave you a makeup blowjob, bro. I don’t know if that counts for going head over hooves.”

“Who are you talking to, again?” Sketchy asked, giving him an arched eyebrow expression. “I know when a mare is having fun and when a mare is getting close. I wrote the book on the subject. I’m sayin’ she was giving me the look like she was ready to start picking out wedding dresses.” The changeling said this and Winter’s face twisted with flabbergasted expression.

“Whoa whoa whoa, this is Vodka we’re talking about, right? Vodka, divorced, single mother most of her life, gives good head, that Vodka?” Winter tried his best to reason with this notion.

“Yes, that Vodka, man. I may be mistaken. Maybe she was just happy that we made up last night, but she was giving me that vibe. That vibe I pick up naturally, you know, on account of my black bug-like nature.”

They both laughed once again as Winter pulled into the apartment parking lot and started to search for a spot.

“Well, dude, all I can say is be careful. Vodka has seen a lot of shit in her life, and if you are the one to tame the wild great yellow bronco, more power to you.” Winter pulled into a parking spot and shut off the car.

“Thanks bro.” Sketchy smiled, but then frowned with wide eyes as he was hit with the cold air from the outside blowing in. He squinted against the icy cold wind as he got out of the car and started trudging with a purpose toward the apartment building. Winter directed the way and they got to the door in a hurry.

There stood a lady with dark, navy blue wings to go with the rest of her fur. Her hair was a bright teal color to go along with her tail. She wore a red coat top with a beige long skirt and red high heel boots. Her long, flowing hair blew with the wind as she looked back at the two young stallions.

Winter stopped in his tracks as he saw the mare. His head tilted, wondering why she was at Fable’s door until it opened.

“Mom!” Fable said with arms wide open, catching her as she squealed with delight and wrapped her arms around Fable’s torso so very tight. “Oh, my God, it’s so good to see you.”

She nuzzled his chest and held onto him for dear life as if it had been centuries since she’d seen him. In fact, it felt like centuries since she did. Winter and Sketchy crept in behind her. Fable didn’t even see them as his attention was fully on her.

“Oh, my Fable. My baby boy, I missed you so much.” She sniffed, starting to cry tears of joy. Fable closed the door behind her to stop the cold air from coming in. As he did, he noticed both Winter and Sketchy standing off to the side of the door. Fable’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Hey, Winter, Sketchy.” Fable said and they both hummed their hello with a wave.

That was when his mother turned to both of them, her cheeks streaked with freshly dropped tears as she tried to regain her composure.

“Oh, um, hi!” She waved to them both, and Fable let her go as she turned all the way around.

“Mom, these are Winter and Sketchy. You guys, this is my mom, Stargazer.” Fable said, and they both shook her hand. Sketch knew it was a bad thing to be imagining her naked with her hourglass figure, but he honestly couldn’t help it. “And over here is Quick Bullet.”

Fable turned Stargazer over toward Letty, who waved at her from the couch. The yellow pegasus smiled at her. Her belly was now grown to the extent that she could only wear maternity clothes. His mother gasped as she laid eyes upon the couch-bound pegasus.

“Hi.” Letty said, straightening her black mane as Stargazer came in and helped her up from the couch. They embraced in a hug as Stargazer smiled wide.

“Hiiii! Oh my God, I’m so happy to finally meet you. And there’s my grandchild.” There came another fresh stream of tears rolling down her cheeks as she laid hands on Letty’s hardened stomach. “It’s so beautiful!”

Fable put a palm onto his forehead and sighed. So much emotion in one place was starting to give him a headache. He sighed and rubbed his hand down his face, then looked at Winter and Sketchy.

“You know, you didn’t have to come see us, you guys.” Fable walked over to them and fist bumped them both.

“Are you kidding me? Dude! Why didn’t you tell me your mom was…” Winter looked over at her and then caught wind of Fable’s glare at him. Winter scratched the back of his mane and gave a bit of a nervous chuckle. “But dude, why did you keep her from Ranchtown for so long?”

“She works, bro. She just got back from Las Pegasus and decided to stop by on her way back to Cloudsdale.” Then Fable noticed they were both staring at his mom again as she was in the living room, sitting on the couch with Letty and talking. “She divorced my Dad when I was a kid, she pretty much just works now.”

“Oh, what a shame.” Sketchy said in a somewhat disassociated tone. “A wonderful mare such as that should never be left alone.”

“Yeah, I can feel your condolences from here. Now, would you two stop staring at my mother, you’re starting to freak me out.” Fable said and they both looked at him.

“Dude, you need to hook some brothers up.” Winter said, and Fable’s eyes went wide.

“Hook some brothers up? Are you two high or something? I am not gonna hook you up with my mom. What the hell?” Fable looked at them both with a big frown on his face.

“Honeybee?” Stargazer said from her sitting position.

“Yeah, Mom?” Fable asked.

“Come sit with us and talk. I haven't seen you in ages!” She asked sweetly.

“Okay, just give me a minute.” His smile disappeared as soon as he turned back to the stallions. “Alright, now I’m gonna-- What are you doing?”

Both of them had their mouths covered, their heads were bobbing and they had huge hysterical smiles on their faces, stifling themselves so they weren’t too loud. Fable looked at them one after the other until one of them answered him.

“Honeybee.” Winter was able to chirp out while subsequently starting to laugh along with Sketchy. They had a mighty good bunch of guffaws, but tried their very best not to be too loud. Fable’s face grew purple to offset his already red complexion.

“I will kill you in your sleep.” Fable growled at both of them with a fire in his eyes.

After a moment, they finally settled down, catching their breath. Winter put his hand on his chest and took a deep breath while Sketchy was wiping the laughing tears out of his eyes. Fable wore the same unamused expression as he waited for them to get back their cool.

“Okay, but seriously, bro. I totally hooked you up with a certain someone that also had a maternal relationship with me. If I remember correctly, you had some yesterday as well.” Winter glared at Fable, but was a little unprepared as Fable shot the look straight back at him.

“Yeah, real nice of you there, Winter. Big difference though. You didn’t catch me by surprise fucking my mom after hiding from you for the entire time I’ve known you. Not to mention, I kind of already made up for that, if you know what I mean.” Fable’s glare out-glared Winter’s as the unicorn’s eyes widened. That night with Fable was a bit of a blur for the most part because of all of the booze the two of them had consumed. “Now, I will meet up with you guys later. Right now I have to go see my mother and my marefriend so we can talk about how cute and cuddly my son or daughter is going to be when she graces this insipid world with her presence!” Fable’s growl only got more and more evil and grim as he spoke at the two of them, making them both lean back a little bit to get away from the dark aura he was emitting from his fury.

Winter and Sketchy looked at one another.

“Well, that was something.” Sketchy said, his arms crossed over his chest in the car while Winter drove. Their exit was awkward to say the least, and Fable seemed salty. “Is he always like that?”

“No, no, Fable is a good guy. He’s just under a lot of pressure right now. We did barge in on him and his mom while they were talking to his pregnant girlfriend. I mean, the guy has a lot going on right now.” Winter reasoned, and Sketchy thought about it for a moment.

“Ye, that’s true. Then here we come after his momma’s ass.” Sketchy nodded. They both sighed as Winter continued to drive. There came a long moment of silence between them. Sketchy looked out the window to see all of the stores they were passing. Winter scratched his forehead just below his horn. Sketchy looked back over at Winter, who looked back at him and Winter smiled at him. “What?”

Winter chuckled.

“Honeybee.”

Both of them burst into hysterical laughter. Winter beat his palms against the steering wheel while Sketchy bent forward in laughing spasms.

The Vodka and Citrus’s house was something to behold. From their roach nest in Tramplebay to a two story, three bedroom, two and a half bathroom house with a half an acre in their backyard. There was a hot tub in the back porch, and a bar with a blender and a variety of alcohol a little ways away from it. For once, they had plenty of room to walk around and do what they wanted without spending an arm and a leg. Opening the Sharkbite Lounge gave them an income that they could only dream about. They lived it up like they should have and after everything they’d been through, they deserved it.

Sketchy admired the house as he and Winter walked up the steps to the entrance, knocking on the door. They both held containers of deli meat ham and turkey in their hands. After just a moment, there came Citrus. The green shark pony girl came to the door with a colorful flowery red, yellow and blue dress on that had one strap over her left shoulder. Her bright brown hair sported a dark pink flower. She smiled at both of them.

“Winter! Sketchy! Hey!!!” She opened her arms wide and embraced them both, and the two of them returned the favor, hugging her close.

“Hey Citrus, long time no see.” Sketch smiled and held his snout to the side of her neck. “Looks like you two have been doing alright for yourselves.”

“You could say that. Congratulations on graduating, by the way. Come on in.” She motioned for them both to follow her. They did, and as they walked through the front room, both of them were assaulted by alluring fragrances of jasmine and orange mixed together.

The carpet was a bright blue, and the sofas and chairs were white. It just looked so wholesome and comfortable. It felt like an actual home. Somehow, females just knew how to live in luxury. It was so warm and fuzzy, and there came the aroma of burning wood. With one crackle coming from the fireplace, they both turned to see a white brick setup on the left wall in front of all of the sofas in the living room. This place was gorgeous.

“Wow, Citrus, this place is fantastic.” Winter looked at all of their different decorations and pictures in various places of the house. “I could definitely see myself settling down in a place like this.”

“I know, right?” Citrus said as she took their food containers and brought them to the dining room. “We pretty much built it from the ground up. Now, Mom’s getting ready in her room. Can I get you guys something to drink?”

“You don't need to do that.” Winter chuckled. “You were a waitress for long enough.” He went with Sketchy to their liquor cabinet. “Let’s see what we got here.”

“Diamond Shell.” Sketchy picked up a smaller bottle and held it up. “This is the stuff right here.”

That’s when Winter noticed the Amber Cat, blinked, and decided that was a bad idea. Instead he grabbed one of the glasses beside the cabinet in the kitchen and Sketchy made them both a drink.

“So, Citrus, any of those strippers mention me on occasion?” Winter asked, drawing an annoyed look from her.

“Maybe once in a while.” Citrus replied as she got a bottle of strawberry rum and poured it with lemonade. “Mom already punished you once for that. You and your two friends."

“Fable says hi, by the way.” Winter’s grin only widened. Citrus rolled her eyes and took a long drink.

“So wear’s Vod-" Sketchy started to ask, but was interrupted by a voice from the stairs.

“Hi, boys.” Both of their eyes widened as they laid eyes on Vodka. She wore a green apron that went down to her thighs. That was it. Her areolas were in plain sight just above where the apron covered her very pointed nipples. One large step off of the stairs and both stallions got a very good look at her mound and her tight looking pussy lips. She smiled at the two of them as they stared at her with gaped mouths and drink glasses in their hands.

“Mom, really?” Citrus scoffed at Vodka. “That outfit?” She took another long drink of her glass.

“Oh, alright.” Vodka conceded the point. She untied the apron and dropped it in the middle of the living room floor, now bare naked. “Better, darling?”

“Much better.” Citrus smiled and chuckled. “Are you boys ready to eat?” The green shark pony looked at the two stallions who were poking through their pants in a very visible fashion.

“Ummm,” Sketchy began to say. “Sure, what are we…” He watched the momma shark pony sit on the white couch in front of the fireplace and spread her legs wide to either side of her.

“What do you think we’re having?” Vodka winked at the two of them and used her hands to spread open her pink inner labia to give them both a very good look at her very wet sex. “I hope you brought your appetite.”

“I know I did.” Citrus said and jumped in front of both guys as they made their approach. She got up to her mother’s crotch as she went to her knees. Her tongue went straight for the bottom of her vagina, digging into the honey hole with her entire tongue.

“Citrus! You rude little girl! We have--nnn--guests!” Despite saying this, her hand went down to her daughter’s head and pulled her tighter against her pussy. Citrus only grinded her tongue harder against her mother’s tasty wet cunt and her thumbs worked her outer lips as she licked with a fiery passion.

The dropped jaws never left either of the boys’ faces as they watched this occur. Both of them felt kind of like idiots for bringing the food containers, but that was neither here nor there at that moment. They watched the daughter lick her mother’s vagina with a great bit of gusto as Vodka’s head broke out in a sweat with her cheeks beet red. The fact that they were being watched by two lively, studly stallions only added to the great enjoyment she was feeling as her own daughter ate her out.

Sketchy had seen enough at that point. He put his drink down and dropped his pants. Then he climbed up onto the couch, with his knees in the cushions and lifted his shirt to give Vodka a perfect view of his long, slightly curved dick. With a welcome mouth, Vodka engulfed the steely cock and began to suck. Her saliva was already dripping down onto the couch within just a few bobs of her head.

While this went on, Winter couldn’t help but look up Citrus’s skirt to see that she, too was very scantily dressed. She wore nothing underneath her festive dress and her lower lips were leaking down the inside of her thighs. He took one more drink from his glass and knelt down beside the thirsty shark pony. With his thumbs he spread her ass cheeks wide open and began to lick her juicy pussy lips.

Citrus figured that she brought this on herself. As much as she hated to admit, Winter’s tongue felt really good, especially while she was so turned on. As her tongue worked her own mother’s pussy, she watched Vodka deepthroat the changeling man and jerk his cock with one hand. Citrus stood by her lesbianism a great deal, but every once in a while, she would indulge in the opposite sex. Winter was one of the few she would allow, though. If anyone were to ask if she’d ever had men before, she would deny the number of times she’d done it. She simply just plowed on ahead in the moment while Winter’s fingers pushed into her very tight, wet fuck hole. She moaned into her mother’s pussy while Vodka’s hand ran through her bright brown hair.

“Citrus! No! Stop!” Vodka’s legs began to twitch as she pulled away from her daughter’s mouth. “That was way too close!” The momma shark grabbed her own crotch and she cringed at the sharp pleasure it caused, trying to hold back her orgasm. She quickly pulled her legs up onto the couch and spread them to either side of Sketchy’s hips as she grabbed his cock with one hand, jerking it with her saliva lubricating her rubs. “Now then, finish me off you big stud!”

The black skinned changeling did not hesitate. He mounted her with no problems and pushed into her, causing her to gasp. She started to whimper as his cock stretched her pussy as it did the night before and he started to beat his pelvis against hers with a hard rhythm. His libido was at the top rung at that moment and his balls pelted against her ass cheeks while his hands pulled her into his thrusts.

Citrus turned and glared at Winter, who was wiping his lips. She looked off to the side and pursed her lips as she reached down and grabbed onto his blue knob inside of his pants. He was rock solid. Many lesbians who have had a taste for dick before will say that they got off their vegan diet and indulged themselves. She got up on her knees and pulled her dress over her head, revealing the golden hoops on either of her nipples dangling downward. Her cheeks flushed a solid red color. Her lust was so powerful in that moment that she couldn’t resist the urge anymore. Vibrators and horse-shaped dildos were fun, especially when another mare was pushing them into you, but sometimes, the natural solution was the way to go.

The green shark mare turned around and moved her sharktail to the side, revealing her dripping womanhood to him. Within seconds, Winter took the nonverbal invitation with great enthusiasm. She was ridiculously tight. He felt like he was fitting an undersized, wet condom on as he penetrated her warm sheathe. His hips began to beat against her after a moment and Citrus was astounded within a minute. She came. With everything that had already happened, she didn’t even notice that she had already built up a great deal of pleasure and it all creeped up on her as her whole body twitched with that orgasmic sensation.

Vodka held onto Sketchy as she looked him in the eyes, this time seeing him in the light of the fireplace. She found the sight gorgeous as she ran her hand through his mane and he pounded her with the full length of his thick manhood.

“I-I-I need to--nnmm--tell you something.” Vodka whispered into his ear. He hummed to her as a signal that he was listening. She let out a few more moans as she felt warm juice drip down over her asshole from her currently fucked pussy. “I need to--see you more often.” She managed to say before she started breathing harder.

“Oh yeah?” Sketchy replied, still concentrating on giving her the whole dick again and again. “How often?”

“Whenever you want. Whenever you’re alone and need company. I’ll--oohh--be your company. Anytime of the day. Come see me at work.” She whimpered and her hands went to her chest, pressing her tits together as her fingers pinched her nipples hard.

“Ye, I can do that.” Sketchy said, looking into her eyes as she gazed at him with the deepest bedroom eyes he had seen. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he started thrusting into her harder and faster. She moaned into his mouth as she met him in a deep, loving kiss. Their tongues wrestled inside their mouths and as she reached an orgasm, her pussy began to drench his thick, amazing dong. Sketchy didn’t have time nor the willpower to pull out of her. He came hard inside of her. Wads of semen drenched her well-fucked tube as he twitched inside of her.

She gave high pitched squeals at every overwhelming wave of stimulation that rippled through her body. Vodka gasped with breathless glee while she felt his warm cream slosh within her twitching sheathe.

Sketchy leaned his head onto her chest as their sweat mixed together. They heaved their breath together and enjoyed the warmth of each other’s arms. It was a moment they shared together in happiness.Then both of them looked over as Citrus started whining in ecstacy.

“Fuck! Yes!” She called out as the unicorn pulled out of her and spurted shots of thick, hot cum all over her ass and tail. Winter finished and leaned back on his hinder as they both caught their breath.

The place smelled of a mixture of feminine fragrance and sex juices. They laid all over the living room as they enjoyed the afterglow and some silence. After they recovered their strength, Winter sat up on the blue carpet.

“So, Sketchy,” The unicorn said, making the changeling lift his head to look at him. “What I'm trying to say is welcome home."

The three others started to chuckle softly and Sketchy lifted his fist toward Winter.

“Thanks, brother.” They fist bumped.