In the Temple of love

Cream Heart was a healthy mare; 32 years old and divorced, with two foals. Her husband left years before with his secretary, a 19-year-old filly, and she’d never heard from them again.

Her colts were more important to her than anything; so it made sense that her special talent was motherhood. She got her Cutie Mark at 16 when she gave birth to her first son, Gibson. Now he had reached the same age and become quite a handsome stallion, luckily without looking much like his father. He already had several filly friends, but Cream was glad she hadn't heard of any grandfoals yet.

Her second son was Button Mash. At 10 he didn’t really have any interest fillies, but he loved any kind of games, especially video games. Cream was like that at his age too, and even now she still loved to play some games sometimes.

Gibson was a musician, and while Cream hoped he would stay with the piano and become a famous pianist, it seemed like his real love was the electric guitar. He even played guitar with a band. One of the members was a mare and Cream just hated her. She was sure that girl would take her beloved baby boy from her.

She watched them from her bedroom window after band practice. Gibson and the others had just left the house; the drummer and the stallion with the bass guitar waved goodbye and kept walking while Gibson and the mare stayed back. They looked at each other and Cream Heart knew that look in their eyes, even when she wasn’t able to see it from her position. She could smell it every time she was around. This bitch was in heat and she was lurking after her precious baby boy. Cream stepped closer to the window when she saw how they started to kiss each other. The last time Cream was able to deeply kiss a stallion like that so long ago, but she still remembered the feeling. She was too far away to see the tongue wrestling, but she could nearly feel it. The taste of another pony’s saliva and the unique feeling of a warm moving tongue on her own and the endless soft lips rubbing each other, trying to hold and pull.

“So long ago...” Cream Heart whispered to herself. Her left hoof slowly stroked over her belly. Her ex-husband used to kiss her like that and stroke her pregnant belly in little circles “He was such a good kisser... Is Gibson a good kisser too?” She tried to touch her crotch boob like he did back then. They were very sensitive, but it was far away from the electric pleasure of a stranger’s touch. The soft inner part of her hoof touched her nipple. It felt good. She hadn’t realized that her teat was already so hard. Cream liked the light scratching on that very sensitive spot of her hoof.

She looked back to her son where he was still kissing that mare. The mare’s hoof was moving over Gibson’s side and under his belly. Cream was able to see the movements crystal clear. Her hoof moving slowly back and forth. She was jerking him!? “Oh, you horny little bitch! How does it feel?” Cream licked her lips. “Is it already all out? Hard? Is my beloved Gibson as big as his father? Or even bigger? I bet you love how it throbs against your hoof.” She bit her lip. Wincing, she pulled her hoof back from her dripping wet pony pussy. Her eyes widened when she saw her own juices dripping down. “W-what am I doing?” She gasped and looked back out of the window to see the mare walking down the path and Gibson heading back inside. “Oh, Gale... is it that time?” She looked at the calendar. “Oh no... Fucking estrus!” She stomped on the ground; mad at her body for being in the same cycle as that other bitch mare. “Calm down Cream, you just need to take your medicine…”

Cream walked over to her nightstand and got out some pills, putting them in a glass of water and waiting for them to dissolve. Estrus was a hard time for all mares, but this medicine made it better. Also, she couldn’t get pregnant thanks to these. She tapped her hoof nervously against the ground while she waited. After 20 seconds or so she took the glass in both her front hooves, raised it to her lips, and-

“MOOOOOOM!” The loud shouting of Button Mash echoed through the house and startled Cream so hard that she dropped the glass. It hit the hard floor with a loud CRACK and the medicine soaked into the carpet. “MOOOOOOOOOOM! Gibson is being mean again!”

Cream frowned in irritation. Now she had to go down to the kitchen and fetch a new glass. She left her room and nearly bumped into her younger son. “Mom! You have to talk to him!” The little brown colt jumped around his mom and the propeller on his little hat spun around. “Gibson is screwing with our pen and paper group!”

“Please sweetheart, give mommy a minute.” Cream loved her boys, but right now she just wanted to take her medicine and have a nap.

“But mooooooom!” He jumped in front of her. “Pleeeeeeease.”

“Agh...fine! But we’ll make this quick!” She could feel a fine pain behind her forehead, but the heat that gathered in her loins was way more intense. “Gibson! Get over here!” She walked to the kitchen, searching for a new glass “Where are all the glasses?”

“It’s Button’s turn to do the dishes,” said Gibson as he entered the kitchen. Cream looked over, still smelling that bitch on him. Her eyes went down behind his legs for a small second, but she was not able to see if he had an erection or not. “I will not do his chores, again... Is that all?”

“No! You traitor! You want to break your promise!” Button cut in. “Petaq!”

“Nonsense, dwarf!”

“Stop it!” shouted Cream, shutting the last shelf without finding a mug or a glass. They were all dirty. “What’s the problem?”

“He promised to be the Dungeon Master for our D&D group and help us level!”

“And I will,” Gibson said. He wasn’t a big fan of gaming like his mom or his brother, but he did still like some games. Especially pen and paper.

“But with your filly friend!?” Button made some gagging noises.

Cream’s ears went up “Wait what?”

“Scootaloo is sick and Gibson wants to replace her with his filly friend!”

“You need at least one female character to play this scenario and you and Rumble don’t want to make a new female character.” Gibson frowned. “Those are the rules and Star said she would help on this one.”

Cream Heart was gritting her teeth. This bitch was using an alias, Star. Her real name was Prudence and Cream didn't want to hear any of these names. ”So you need a female character for this game?”

“It’s the Temple of the love queen... It’s the only Alicorn Temple we’re ready for.” Button said. “We need to slay one of the purged undead Alicorn Queens to get this awesome magic wand and cloak!” The ten-year-old colt jumped again. “But we can’t play with a noob like Prudence!”

“Her name is Star!” Gibson growled.

Cream Heart had gave a quick smile at that. “Okay... I see... so he doesn't want Prudence to play.” She looked at Gibson and he frowned “But that’s no problem.” She turned around to the sink “I don’t think Button has time to play anyway. Look at all the dirty dishes!” Cream checked for a glass or mug she could use between all the dirty dishes. She really needed that medicine. She could feel already her clitoris winking and covered her rear with her tail.

“Please, mom! Rumble will leave town for the Junior Wonderbolt camp soon and then we’ll have to wait all summer for the next round!” Button was nearly crying. This game was really important to him. “I’ll do the dishes tomorrow and the next day and the whole week after that!”

“I can’t force your brother to break the rules... That would be wrong.” Her headache was starting to go away, but the burning between her legs was growing. She was super horny right now, but she still wanted to be a good mom. Maybe even a good gamer mom. She sniffed the air and could swear she was already smelling her heat. “I’m sorry sweetheart, but I think you have to wait for that adventure.”

“There is one other way.” Gibson seemed to have an idea. “But... no, that wouldn’t work.”

“What is it?” Little Button Mash was nearly exploding.

“There is another pony here that could play with us.” Gibson looked over to his mother and she turned back. “But I don't think Mom would do that. She’s too busy with cooking, and chatting with the other mom’s and such stuff.”

“Watch your tongue young man!” Cream Heart spent a lot of her youth in cellars with friends, playing pen and paper role playing games. It’d been a few years but she was still good, right? She wasn’t too old for games! Hell no! She didn’t feel old. She had no problems moving and was able to spread her hind legs to the edge of the bed. Wait. Why was she thinking about that? She dragged her thoughts back to the situation. Cream Heart was not old! She felt young! She loved fantasy games and fiction! “TlqDaq HoSna´ tu´lu´!" Cream said with a grin. She enjoyed some sci-fi too.

"Can... Can you really do that mom?" asked Button, looking up at her like a happy little puppy in front of a treat.

"Okay... but... but only if you do the dishes first."

"Are you sure?" asked Gibson now.

"I played a lot of pen and paper in my you- I mean during my school time."

"Okay... but you have to admit that I am the Dungeon Master. I make the rules."

"I know Gibson. I know how to respect the Dungeon Master."

"And you have to promise to take this game seriously. It means a lot to Button... I mean if you are able to do this."

"Of course!" Cream Heart grunted.

"Fine... Button, Rumble will be here in around an hour. So you can do the dishes and I’ll help mom with her new character sheet."

“Okay!” Button squealed in joy and ran off to get the dishes done, leaving the other two to their work.