The wind brushes against the side-view mirror as I drove down the highway as my car drives past other cars that fill the lanes. I look in my rear-view mirror from time to time to see if anyone is going above the limit. All is fun and games until someone gets into an accident after all. I look to my right at the small picture of Me and my family at the beach. Twilight was so cute back then and so was Shining! Thinking about where they are now makes me sigh as I make an exit turn.
However, that sigh caught in my throat as I looked at the older mare in the photo.
My wife Twilight Velvet was shown holding my hand with a smile on her face. I looked at the picture for a few seconds with a face greatly indifferent to peering eyes. I looked to my right at the mare in question as I found her looking out of the window with a worried look on her face.
“Anything wrong Hon?” I asked with the best sunshine smile I can muster. I know what’s wrong with her but I am curious as to what excuse she will use to cover up her current malady.
“O-oh! Uhm… Nothing Light.” She said sheepishly and nervously. The look on her face increased as I pulled out of the exit and into our destination.
We reached the city limits and is now entering Manehattan. I can tell because of the sign that was above our windshield. I smiled an exultant grin as Twilight Velvet’s face worsened with grieve as I read out loud the sign.
“Welcome to Manehattan! The place to find your ‘Happiness’” I said with strong emphasis on ‘happiness’ as Velvet lowered in her seat.
Oh and for those who wish to know why Twilight Velvet is nervous and grim looking. Well, that’s a secret! Sorry, but as her husband, I have to keep her secrets until I see it right to tell others. But don’t worry those are reading my story, for I have secrets to tell in this story.
And Twilight Velvet is a mare of many secrets.
Meanwhile, I drove a bit deeper in Manehattan as I took in the sights. I pointed to specific buildings that I thought were exciting, but Velvet visibly shuddered and cringed as I pointed at them with childish wonder. Don’t worry though. I know exactly ‘why’ she grimaced as I pointed at those buildings. And so those she.
“Hey Velvet. Aren’t these buildings stunning? The architecture and the colors! It's completely different from Canterlot isn’t it?” I asked with as much curiosity I can muster. My eyes shining like a boy at a carnival when he sees candy or rides. Velvet is now sweating nervously, looking at the buildings with wide and shook eyes.
“Y-Yeah. Hehehe… They’re… Something!” Velvet managed to choke out, voiced laced with forced optimism.
“Good! Now the restaurant I wanted to take you was this place called The Bistro Bronco!” I turned away from the buildings to the restaurant behind us.
Now let’s see the look on her face I thought as I looked at Twilight Velvet whose face is a refreshment for me. Her hands are over her mouth, eyes struck with fear, and her legs pressed tightly together. She knew that I knew.
“N-Night light! I have actually been here already when I was college! A long time ago and I can tell you i-its boring so let’s go get some Ihoofrish food in Little international?” Velvet practically begged to me as she grabbed my sleeve trying to pull me away from the restaurant. I did not budge at all and turned to her with a look of shock.
“You went to Manehattan during college!? Well, that’s funny because you went to college in Coltifornia Tech and never left until you went to Canterlot with your degree in fine sciences. You were also a poor student who needed scholarships to alleviate the expenses so you only paid 50 bucks for college. So how exactly did you get the time and money to go to Manehattan?” I asked Velvet.
Twenty-one years of marriage and she thinks I have not listened to her and her history. The nerve of this mare thinking she can bullshit her husband. Has our relationship-
Ahem sorry about that ladies and gentlecolts, slightly off track and back to the story.
I grabbed her hand as she stood there speechless and stiff. I ordered us a table and the “special” of the menu. No the special I ordered isn’t the special on the menu. No, no, no! This was a course that is special only to Velvet. As the waiter came back with our meal I saw the course. Lobster tail with garlic butter two servings, rice, and cheese with the cheese being gooey, and steak: Blue rare.
I grabbed my fork and started to dig in, starting with the steak. Personally, I like my steaks Well done and Twilight Velvet’s preference is Medium well. I bite into the steak only to find it repulsive because of how bloody and fleshy it tastes and feels in my mouth. To describe the foreign feeling is like having a long piece of meat in your mouth that morphs into shapes in your mouth as you chew and tastes raw. I bet Twilight Velvet would like that in her mouth.
Speaking of Twilight Velvet, her food is stagnant; not touched and just left to cool on the plate. Velvet is looking at the food with not the look of happiness (After waiting for 30 damn minutes), but ones of regret. I look at her from across the table as I adjusted my messenger back that’s on the chair so it is secure. I want to ask if there something wrong, but I think she got the message. I begin to eat the Lobster tail and then the rice and cheese. After about an hour, we left the restaurant with her leftovers and go to our last stop on the list.
“May this place is like an in-door mansion!!” I exclaim as I lay my bag on the nightstand as I looked around the honeymoon suite of the hotel. Its 42 x 31 meters in total with the place being made out of Bronze and Gold plating (Though the plating is as thin as metallic sheets.) I went towards two huge windows in the middle and pulled the curtains apart as the streets below us are revealed and the view was breathtaking. There are times in life where you question the sincerity of the beauty it can bring out. How something as excellent as this was can be used for something heinous and painful when you think about it?
Like this for example….
I turn over to see Velvet with a solemn look on her face. She sits on the bed looking away from the particular window I am standing next too. I smirk knowing why and felt more of my sadistic side come out as its time to get to the reason we are TRULY here. I begin to walk over to Velvet as I feigned ignorance about the room.
But it would seem Velvet caught on to my bullshit…
“Cut the shit, Light. I know you already found out,” Velvet breathed out admitting defeat. I looked over trying to play coy with her.
“What? Whatever do you…” I never got a chance to finish as she yelled.
“What the fuck else do you want me to prove, huh? You want me to say it?! Fine!” Velvet got up from the bed as she came over to me with a tearful look. I grit my teeth as I look at her with slowly growing irritation and disgust.
“I fucking cheated on you!” She roared in my face as my patience ran out. It's about time to end this silliness.
I got up and walked over to her and looked her in the face. My contempt is plain to see, fists clenched and shaking. I begin to talk with my voice laced with poison.
“Well, well, well… The adulterer finally confessed to her sins.” I said as I walked forward and she backed up. The only sound is our feet crunching on the carpet. I continued talking as she reached the foot of the bed.
“It must have been so fun to do those things huh? Must have been fun to throw our whole marriage away for a day of pleasure.” I said as I grabbed her shoulders and dug my hands into her skin.
She begins to writhe as the pain begins to take its hold. She whimpers as she tries to push me off. She didn’t have to because I have a lot more for her. I walked over to the table with my bag in it with some evidence that is gonna further her guilt.
“Next time you want to betray me... Better make sure the window is closed” I said as I took out 4 photos. 4 photos that when Velvet saw, she crumbled under the compunction of her actions. The first photo was of her masturbating in front of a person with their back turned to the camera. He was standing with his hand on his hips in a prideful posture. Velvet was smiling as she masturbated in front of him-right hand on her right breast as she did the deed. The second photo was Velvet giving this man fellatio. Her hand was fondling her balls while her tongue was licking the hole to his urethra. Velvet’s face was in a shameless, lustful state. The third photo was her riding this guy doggy style as she is painted in a happy image: Legs spread to its maximum, her body covered in sweat and other juices, and her tongue all out as she was having a hell of a time. And the last photo was her covered in jizz laid down in an unutterable display of debauchery that no husband should have in his memory. The nail that seals the coffin was the faceless man’s dick was in her mouth and you can see.
Him ejaculating in her mouth.
Velvet begins to whimper and that whimper turned into a torrent of tears. She now sits on her knees with her hands covering her face as the weight of her actions are now out in the open. I can help but look at the sight out of my sick amusement. I have the upper hand and I have the thrill of being in the right as well! But for this to complete I need to take the last thing she should have left…
“Velvet. The reason why I took you out here…. Is so I can divorce you in the place you threw away our bond in” I said as I picked up the contract inside my messenger back and proceed to place it on the bed behind her. Velvet continued to weep as I stood there for a moment as my mission is done.
I begin to turn around to leave but there was a tug on my pants leg. I look at the source and I see my soon to be ex-wife with a face of horror. I smirked at this. When we got married we signed a prenup so that she is a housewife as I make a good amount of 230,000 bits a month. Even if we were to split our assets, she would not have any backdrop savings of her own personally nor a resume for a well-paying position. Ergo: She is screwed without me.
“W-wait please wait. I’ll… I'll do anything. Just please don’t divorce me Light please let’s make this right somehow” Velvet pleaded to me as she waddled over to me while on her knees.
I have just the idea.
“Fine. Do to me what you did to that stallion!” I demanded as looked down at her.
Velvet’s eyes were wide for a second and went down with a nod of confirmation. She went over to the bed and began to strip out of her sundress. As she stripped out of the dress, I see she was wearing some White panties and matching bra. Nothing close to as raunchy for me compared to the man she cheated on me with. Velvet begins to rub her vagina through her panties with closed legs. No, we will not have that now.
“Spread your damn legs.” I hissed at Velvet.
She reluctantly opened them gradually as she continued. I licked my lips as I saw this display of obedience. It began to turn me on knowing I have this power over her now. Velvet slowly began to grip her breast as the masturbation session continues. Right hand going over the concealed areola with want and lust. Her breath starts to become rigid as the heat in the room rises. Sensing this, Velvet begins to strip willingly without need of instruction. I did not object as this was making me hard, I swallowed a lump in my throat as I saw the bra fly off and she proceeds to take off her underwear. As she hooked her hands around the waist of the panties and pulled down, a clear line of her arousal can be seen connecting her vagina to the linings of the underwear.
Velvet screamed as she fingered herself directly for the first time as the session continued. However let’s not give her that satisfaction, after all this is a chance, not a pleasure. I proceed to take off my dress pants as my erect cock came flying out. My pants were of my own design, underwear-like stitching and padding so the two are one. Mostly for emergency travel in case you were wondering why I had no underwear on.
“Next you sucked his cock, correct? Well, it's about time you gave mine its fair share of pleasure,” I said as I stroked myself a few times for emphasis. Small amounts of pre-cum can be seen coming from the tip of the penis. Velvet looked at my cock for a second and slowly went over to me. She got on her knees again and grabbed a hold of me. I try not to groan for her. Knowing that she can bring me pleasure again would ruin the message her, but damn her hands are always soft.
She gave me one last pleadingly look before I placed my hand on her head.
“Did I fucking stutter? Get to IT!” I said as I pushed her head, ramming my cock inside her maw to begin the process. She used her mouth’s suction to pull me in deeper her mouth. After about a minute of her terrible sucking, I got tired and began to slowly pull myself out of her mouth. Clearly, she thinks I’m joking about this ordeal. I find myself surprised as she grabbed my legs to keep me in place as she shakes her head. This time she took me in deeper and she used her tongue. Wrapping around the underside of my penis and massaging the glans along the head. Next, she would swirl it to the top to do the same process again to that side.
I groaned a bit as the feeling of her warm tongue was great. Even though Velvet was an alright housewife, I have to hand it to her on one thing: When she sucks dick, she knows how to give great head. The sunset outside has turned into a night of sweet Luna’s own artistry. The time inside the hotel room seems to slow as she was now licking my urethra opening which was shocking me with pleasure. I couldn’t handle it anymore as I blasted her with my jizz. The first spurt shot inside her mouth and Velvet couldn't handle it. The next four are the same story as her nose began to leak with some of the jizz. Velvet pulled off of me and was coughing my work onto the floor.
I was gonna make her lick it off the ground, but time is short and we need to get to the main event. I walked up to her and gave her a knowing look of which she replied with a miserable one and a nod. She got on the bed and presented herself to me. She chooses the doggy style position as I got behind her and took her by the vagina. I easily slipped into her lousy, loose pussy. My dick was on the skinner side of which dudes used to laugh at me for. Once they saw how long I am however they all shut up and ran out of the locker room in jealousy. As I hilted myself Velvet roared and convulsed. So much that I had to pull her arms from under her and force her head down on the bed. Once she did come down I pulled myself almost out of her and rammed back into her. She screamed once again as she was victim to my length again. I smiled as I repeated the process again and again.
Once that got boring I grabbed her arms and rolled her over into the Crab on its back position and I gave it to her hard. My dick going in and out of her crotch, scrapping the roof of her uterus and vagina. From my position on my back below her. I could not see the bulge my dick was making possibly inside of her, yet I can tell by her moaning and screams. My balls softly slap against her clitoral hood as the motion continues. Sweat drips off of her like a drizzle of rain as we indulge in the most basic desire of all beings.
After about eleven minutes or so of sex in various positions, all things have to come to an end. I was now on top of her in missionary as I grunted and groan. I gave her body one last look before I came inside and what I saw made me….smile.
Velvet… looked at me with the face of a woman who has accepted her sins and is now beginning to understand my pain through the pleasure.
“I...I’m GONNA BLOW!” I said as I took out my penis and hosed her with my semen. From head to toe Velvet was covered. She looked like a glazed donut when the semen settled and the nutritions melted away from the light. Now only the sperm remains.
“Night... I’m sorry… I am sorry Night!” Velvet said as she cried, naked as a jaybird with nothing to shame her anymore. I sit on the edge naked as well. I am turned away from her as she went on her widow’s ramblings. Even though I did everything she deserved, even though I did what was only fair, I now felt empty. I feel the same as I did when I heard the news that she cheated on me. Just sad and bitter-like a knife had struck inside my heart. As I cry now thinking about what I can never have again. I myself need to try to move on from the load she has placed on us.
The painful thing about getting cheated on, ladies and gentlecolts, is not why they cheated on you. No! No… It's thinking about all the things that lead you there that you could have prevented. Ladies and gentlecolts… Do what I am going to do in this situation. Ask the person responsible this one question:
“Velvet… Why did you cheat on me?”
Author's Note
I'm working on another fanfic but it's taking a bit longer than expected. So this is a little something for the fans for now.
As always, Thanks for the criticism and reads.
Cordially,
TheBronyKnight