Nympho Next Door

"Yeah...yeah...! Oh fuck! Harder, sweetie!" Celestia moaned from the backroom where she was against the wall and Spike was currently balls-deep in her ass. After their impromptu show, he'd dragged her to the back amid the cheers and into one of the empty storage rooms where he promptly started making good on his promise. She squealed when he gave her rear another slap. "Do that again *smack!*...ah!"

"Fuck, Mom, your ass!" Spike grunted, pumping into her as hard as he could, a hand holding onto her hip while his other was squeezing and kneading her breast.

"Oh yeah, plow Mommy's back door, baby! Fuck me like you own me!" She reached behind to wrap an arm around his head, turning as best she could to kiss him, her free hand rubbing her soaked pussy. "Diamond's gonna love this monster cock of yours! I know I do!"

"Oh? Who does does this tight ass belong to right now!?" He growled, feeling her sphincter stretch out to accommodate him with each thrust.

"Ah! You, baby! Mommy's ass is all yoUUURRSS!!" She shrieked as her orgasm hit, coating her hand in her honey. Spike, however, wasn't done. A happy whine escaped her lips when he continued, the rhythmic smacking of flesh music to her ears.

Smacking her ass again, Spike found himself contemplating the situation. "Heh, never thought I'd been in this situation, Mom. I'm fucking my mother hard in her delicious ass, and I love it!"

"Me too, sweetie! Mommy wants more of her boy's fat dick!"

'Now Im' wondering if Diamond and Aunt Luna's are as good.' As the pounding continued, he felt a familiar pressure building. "Mom, I'm about to..."

"No, stay in me, Spike!" She gasped, tightening on his cock. "Mommy wants to feel your hot load in her! Fill me uuup!" She pushed against him when, with one hard thrust, he spilled into her, bucking hard into her hole with each spurt. After the final one, he leaned on her to brace himself, both of them panting. "Best...Mother's Day present...ever!" She chuckled, cooing at the feel of him twitching a little in her ass.

"Heh, maybe I'll get you and Aunt Luna the same for your birthdays?" He asked before they heard the door open.

"Aw, I missed the show?" Chrysalis pouted slightly. "Well, maybe next time. Spike, can I barrow you for a few? Was wondering if you could help out one of the girls with something; don't worry about getting dressed." She licked her lips as she watched him pull out.

"I can't believe it!" Celestia squeed, hugging Spike with everything she had after they left the club. "My baby boy has TWO girls wanting him to be their regular! And on your first day there!"

"Mom, Chrysalis just asked me to help one of the new girls there get comfortable being seen naked. That's all." He looked around and quickly adjusted his pants. "Still wish you'd let me look for my underwear. Going commando feels odd."

"Well, she was still grateful, if her screams were any indication." She replied, gently gripping him. "Besides, junior here could use a little freedom."

"Mom.." He groaned, trying to keep from hardening in her hand. "Come on, what if someone you know sees us?"

"So? Like i said..." She purred and started to knead his balls. "you have nothing to be ashamed of down here."

"Y-yeah.." He moaned slightly, "...but we're gonna be late for our reservations at...at Blue Crown."

She did a prompt doubletake at that. "Blue Crown? You got reservations at Blue Crown!? I LOVE THAT PLACE!" She squealed, hugging him in a way that had his face firmly planted in her cleavage.

'Huh, guessed right.' He thought, briefly enjoying the feel of her soft mounds.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Solaris." The maitre'd said when they entered the restaurant. "Your table has just been prepped." He led them to a table that was in a quiet corner of the dining area and presented menus once they were seated. "A waiter will be around momentarily to take your order.

"I am SO getting the chicken quesadilla first!" Celestia giggled, looking through the menu eagerly. "What about you, Spike?"

"Hm...I believe I'll go for a bit of some nice, sweet pie." You could almost hear the grin.

"Pie?" She looked over the appetizer section from top to bottom. "Spike, I don't see anything..." Lowering the menu revealed an empty seat across from her, "...about pie. Spike?" She looked around. "Where'd he-" Her voice caught when she felt a familiar pair of hands sliding up her thighs, pushing the hem of her skirt up in the process. 'That sly...how'd he get under there so-' She forced back a squeak when she felt the hem go to her waist, then a finger running lightly over her slit.

"Ready for your order, madam?" The waiter asked, before looking around, "Uhm..."

"Oh, m-my son just went to the bathroom." She looked at the menu, grateful that she was far enough under the table to keep from being seen. While she normally didn't really care, and even enjoyed being watched at times, Blue Crown was popular enough to make getting a table hard, and she didn't wanna lose this chance. "Ah..." She inhaled sharply when Spike spread her legs apart, then pinched her clit. "Let's go with quesadillas for two to sta-aaart...!" She fought off the moan that threatened to erupt when his lips settled on her mound.

"Ma'am?"

"heh...s-sorry, thought I was gonna sneeze. Uh..." She did her best to stay quiet while Spike's mouth engulfed her pussy, his tongue running along her slit, venturing deeper with each pass. 'Oh god...that tongue!' She bit her lip and tried to focus on the menu. "Ahh, I think we'll go with the chicken cordon ble-uuuu..." She whined when Spike's tongue plunged deeper into her. "Can...Oh god...can we get back to you on dessert?"

The waiter nodded hesitantly and took up the menus. The moment he was far enough away, she gasped and grabbed his head. "S-Spike..." She squeaked, feeling his hands slide up and grab her ass. ""Where the hell did you learn that!? Th-think I'm about to cum already!'

"Anhuna tahtmh." His reply was muffled around her pussy, the extra vibration making her moan slightly.

"W-wha...anhu...Luna??" She managed to get out, trying her damndest not to squirm while he devoured her pussy, his tongue lashing at her walls with a vengeance.

"Mm-hmm. Sehhtaht mefer owena'oork"

Unfortunately for Celestia, that proved to be more than she could handle at the moment, still riding the lingering wave from their romp at the stripclub. Grabbing the tablecloth till her knuckles were white, she gritted her teeth and wrapped both legs around her son's head, pinning him against her as her next orgasm hit. She could feel him lapping away at her honey, a slightly audible swallowing sound following it. After a moment, she sat back to catch her breath, letting him go and sighing contently when he licked her clean and pulled away. Her skirt was pulled back down, and Spike slid back up into his chair.

"H-holy shit..." She panted. "Heh, guess you won't be worried about dessert now, huh?"

He just grinned and wiped his mouth off. "Dunno, I might have room for seconds later."

"I might just hold you to that." She added, just as the waiter arrived with their food. "Again, best. Mother's Day. Ever."