Flash Sentry's Inappropriately Hot Mom

Life with a ludicrously hot mom was not without its effects on Flash's social life. He never had anyone come over to his house, because more often than not, they'd wind up in a drooling aroused stupor the second Azure came into the room. As a result, when Flash wanted to hang out with friends, he'd typically go to their houses, or hang out at the mall, or basically anywhere but his own house.

That had changed this afternoon.

Flash's history class had been assigned to do a team report on various eras. The class had been split up into groups of three. Flash wasn't worried initially, because he'd been teamed up with Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle, both of whom were on the Honor Roll and had excellent grades.

The problem came once school was out and they had to decide where to meet up to start putting the project together.

“I wish I could offer my place,” said Sunset. “But you've both seen how little space I have for project work. How about your place, Twilight?”

Twilight shook her head. “Can't. Spike got out yesterday and came home covered in fleas and ticks. He got back into the house before we could stop him. Mom's supervising the exterminators.”

“Well, that doesn't seem so bad,” said Flash. Twilight gave him a look.

“I had to lock her out of the bathroom this morning to keep her from giving me an 'inspection' in the shower and when I left for school, she was putting on a hazmat suit to prepare for, and I quote, 'the mass household genocide.'”

Flash and Sunset looked at her in confusion. Twilight sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Mom hates bugs in the house. She's got a whole team of exterminators over there now and she texted me to let me know not to come home before seven.”

“Ohhhh,” Flash and Sunset “oooh-ed,” finally getting it. Sunset turned to Flash.

“Look like we gotta go to your house, then, sport.”

Flash felt the usual panic begin to rise in his chest. “Can't we just go to the library?”

“C'mon, you know the library's no good. We'll have to keep our voices down. We can't play any music, and there's no snacks.”

“But Twilight...”

“Will be fine,” Sunset finished.

“I will?” Twilight asked.

“Besides, doesn't your mom go into the Times office on Mondays to meet with her editor?”

Flash sighed. “Yeah, but--”

“Just text her and find out when she's coming home,” Sunset insisted. “We'll clear out for the day before then.”

“Um,” said Twilight, raising a finger. “Should I be worried about why Flash doesn't want us to be there when his mom gets home?”

“Not for the reason you're thinking,” replied Sunset. She looked back at Flash. “Come on. It'll be fine.”

“All right.” Flash sighed and pulled out his phone. He fired off a text and got a response. “Mom says she'll be back around six.”

“Perfect!” Sunset grinned. “Let's go!”

It was unusually hot for autumn and the sun beat down on the three of them as they walked out to the parking lot to Flash's car. Fortunately, his AC was working and the trip back to his house was made in comfort. Things proceeded smoothly as they worked in the living room and generally, the afternoon passed in a pleasant fashion.

Then Flash heard a key in the front door. He looked up at the clock on the wall.

It's only four! She's early!

Before he could do anything, the door opened and Azure came into the house. Immediately, all eyes were on her.

“Bedraggled” wasn't exactly the right word to describe her appearance. She looked tired, and her hair was disheveled. But it wasn't disheveled less in the limp, harassed way most people would be after a long day out, but more in the sense of “I just got done with a six hour marathon sex session and I don't feel like fixing my hair yet.”

She was clad in a smart black suit, with a white silk blouse. She carried her jacket over her arm. She had been sweating. The white silk was clinging to her upper body, and much like the bikini top from the day before, was going translucent. The outline of her bra was visible, and there was probably two too many buttons undone.

Azure let out a sigh of relief as she entered the air conditioned comfort of the house. “Ohhh, that's so much better.”

She looked over at the three teenagers and smiled. “Hi, kids! How's the project coming?”

“Fine, Mom,” said Flash, trying to keep exasperation out of his voice. “You're home early.”

“Technically, I'm home late.” Azure hung the jacket and her purse on the coat rack next to the front door. “The meeting finished up just after you texted me, but I got stuck on the freeway on the way home and the damn A/C in the car conked out. An hour and a half stuck in the heat! Even rolling the windows down didn't do anything. I'm broiling!”

“I'll say you are,” Sunset muttered. Flash shot her a look, causing the redhead to respond with a sheepish smile.

“Well, don't let me interrupt you,” said Azure, plucking the blouse away from her skin. This had the opposite of the intended effect, since it almost immediately clung back to her chest when she let go. She looked down at herself and sighed. “I'm going to take a shower and get out of these clothes. Are you girls staying for dinner? After all that, I don't feel like cooking so I was just going to order pizza. You're welcome to stay if you want.”

“Uhhhh...” Twilight uttered, staring wide-eyed at Azure. Sunset grinned at her stupified expression and looked back at Flash.

“Well, we should get more work done on the project before we call it a night, right, Flash?”

Flash looked at all three women: Sunset's evil grin, Twilight's blank expression, and Azure's expectant look. He sighed.

“Yeah, pizza sounds great, Mom.”

“Good!” Azure smiled. “Decide what you want, and I'll call in the order when I get out of the shower. Back in a few minutes!”

Azure walked out of the living room, Sunset and Twilight watching her tight rear move obscenely in the equally tight slacks of the suit. They continued to stare long after Azure had left their sight.

“AHEM!” Flash ahem-ed loudly. “Can we get back to work now?”

“Buh...?” Twilight replied, still looking at the empty doorway. Sunset and Flash looked at each other.

“Oh, god,” Flash groaned, collapsing against the back of the couch. Sunset couldn't help but laugh.

“Azure Flame claims another victim,” she said. “I'll take care of it.”

Sunset got up from where she had been sitting on the floor and leanded over Twilight, who was in one of the armchairs. She gently shook her friend's shoulder. “Hey. Twilight?”

“Buh?” Twilight repeated with no other response. Sunset frowned and snapped her fingers in front of Twilight's face. Nothing.

“Oh, great, she's broken.” Flash leaned forward and put his face in his hands. “I knew something like this would happen.”

“You need to stop being so uptight about the fact that your mom's hot,” Sunset told him, still studying Twilight.

“Really? I shouldn't be uptight about the fact that Twilight's catatonic, just like you were the first time you met Mom?”

“Okay fair enough, but can you blame her? I knew what I was getting into when I came over here today. I've built up a tolerance. Plus we all thought she wouldn't be home until six.”

“Yeah, okay,” Flash sighed. “So what do we do about Twilight? She seems to have checked out completely.”

“Buh?” said Twilight.

Sunset put her hand on her chin for a moment then snapped her fingers. “Got it! If this doesn't work, nothing will.”

She leaned back down so her face was close to Twilight's ear and said: “Hey, Twilight. Are you sure they didn't fake the moon landing?”

Instantly, Twilight's head snapped around. “Oh my god! For the last time, the moon landing was NOT faked! Why is it people STILL keep insisting on this idiotic conspiracy even fifty years later?! It would cost MORE money to fake that kind of thing in 1969 than it would have to actually GO to the damn moon in the first place! Sweet merciful Einstein on a bus, it confounds me how willing people are to blind themselves to the – what are you two laughing about?”

“Welcome back, Twi,” Sunset grinned. Twilight looked from her to Flash, to the doorway, then blushed and gave a sheepish grin.

Sunset sat back down on the floor. “Let's get back to work, before we get distracted again.”

Twilight was leaning over, shifting things around in the fridge, trying to get at the case of soda in the back, when she heard the voice of liquid sex behind her.

“I'm sorry! I don't think we've actually met before.”

Twilight yelped in surprise, then let out another yelp of pain as her head banged into the top of the fridge. She pulled herself out and turned around, putting a hand to the back of her skull.

“Oh my goodness! Are you all right? I didn't mean to scare you!”

“Yeah,” Twilight said as the stars at the edges of her vision began to clear. “I'm okay I just... banged... my... buh?”

Twilight's brain shut down as she saw Azure standing to the side of the island counter. She had changed into a pair of ass-kissing purple jogging shorts and a very tight tank top, with a stylized blue flame motif down by the left hip. Her hair was still damp, but she looked much more refreshed. Twilight found her gaze dropping down to Azure's impressive bust and her face flushed.

I don't think she's wearing a bra anymore!

“Well, that's good!” Azure came forward, holding out a hand. “I'm Azure Flame.”

“Buh?” Somehow, Twilight's brain finally rebooted itself and her head snapped up to meet Azure's smile. “Sorry! Hi! Hello! I'm Spylight Twarkle! I mean, Sparklight Twinkle! I mean...” Twilight thrust out a hand to shake. “Twi. Light. Spar. Kle! Nice to meet you!”

“Likewise,” Azure said with a giggle. “Flash has told me about you.”

“He has?” Twilight frowned. “Me or the other me?”

“Both of you, actually,” Azure answered. She moved toward the fridge. “Do you mind? I'm dying of thirst.”

“Oh, sorry!” Twilight moved aside, allowing Azure access to the fridge. The older woman opened the door and bent over, the shorts tightening across her buttocks like a second skin. She rummaged around in the fridge, causing her fabulous ass to undulate back and forth.

Twilight bit her lip and tried to force her brain to work through the fog that was starting to cloud her mind again. “Um... so... what did Flash tell you about me?”

“Oh, that you transferred from Crystal Prep and you seemed to be doing much better there. He told me about the girl who looked like you that he went to the Fall Formal with, of course, but he made it clear that you weren't her. And then there was all that mess at Camp Everfree.”

Azure came back out of the fridge with a bottle of water. She twisted off the top and gestured with it toward Twilight. “Overall, he said you're a very nice girl and he's glad to know you.”

“Oh!” Twilight smiled, genuinely surprised. “Well, I'm glad to know him too.”

Azure grinned and brought the bottle to her mouth. Twilight stared as Azure's plump lips wrapped around the top of the bottle. The older woman tilted the bottle up and her throat began flexing as the cool liquid slid down it.

After a moment, the air pressure in the bottle changed and the cheap plastic began collapsing as Azure actively sucked the water out of the bottle, tilting her head back and holding the bottle upside down, sucking, pulling every last drop out of the collapsing bottle.

A few errant drops dribbled from the corner of her mouth, oozing their way down her face and neck. Twlight followed one drop as it slid down Azure's supple neck and into her clevage. Twilight swallowed heavily as the bottle was finally drained with a loud crackle and Azure removed the bottle from her mouth.

“Ahhhh! That's so much better.” Azure tossed the bottle into a blue trash can in the corner, where other plastic bottles and aluminum cans awaited recycling. “Have you guys figured out what you want on the pizza?”

“Buh?” Twilight shook her head. “I mean, no! No, we haven't!”

“Oh, okay.” Azure shrugged. “Just let me know when you do. I'll call in the order when you've all decided. I'll be in the office. Flash knows where it is. Just knock when you're ready!”

“I will!”

Twilight once again found her gaze following the undulating buttocks of Azure Flame as she left the kitchen to the main hallway. The nerdy girl swallowed heavily and went back out into the living room, slightly dazed.

“Hey, where the drinks?” Sunset asked, starling Twilight out of her stupor.

“Oh, sorry. I forgot. Mrs. Flame came in and I...” Twilight drifted off.

“Oh, god,” Flash groaned.

“Don't worry about it,” said Sunset to Twilight. “Azure has that effect on everyone.”

“Really?” Twilight asked, looking at her. “But I'm straight?”

Sunset shrugged. “Straight, gay, bi, pan, doesn't matter. If you're into sex at all, you're into Azure.”

Twilight frowned. “That makes no sense at all.”

Sunset shrugged again.

“Can we just get back to work?” Flash asked, irritation evident in his voice.

“Hang on, I want to try an experiment.” Twilight got to her knees on the floor next to Sunset. “Could you give me an hand with this?”

“Sure,” Sunset replied. Twilight nodded then grabbed Sunset by the shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. Sunset let out a squeak of surprise and Flash goggled as Twilight kept Sunset liplocked for a full twenty seconds. Then she let go and frowned.

“No reaction. Nothing.”

“Gee thanks, Twi,” Sunset snarked, a little dazed and now a lot turned on.

“No, no,” said Twilight. “No reflection on you, Sunset. I didn't get any sort of sexual response from kissing you. So yes, I'm still only interested in boys. But why isn't that the case with Flash's mom?”

“Does it matter?” Flash asked, clearly getting more agitated. “Let's just forget about my mom and get tonight's work done. Then we can eat and I'll take you guys home.”

But Twilight was already muttering to herself. “Is it some sort of hormonal signal? A pheromone she naturally secretes? There has to be some kind of explanation.”

“Twilight...” Flash began, but Sunset held up a hand.

“It's better to just let her work it out when she gets like this. Let's get back to work. I'll get her caught up later.”

Flash groaned again as he and Sunset turned back to their project. “She's not going to try to experiment on my mom, is she?”

“I'll do my best to keep her occupied,” Sunset answered.

Flash sighed again. Why does that not fill me with confidence?