Mother-Daughter Bonding

Diamond’s hands were clasped together on her lap, twiddling her thumbs with downcast eyes, her lips anxiously pursed. She was sitting on Spoiled’s bed, since her room gave her the required ‘pacing space’ she needed to sufficiently think over something. When they switched rooms, they did it silently, the awkwardness of the situation too thick for even a butter knife to slice through. Diamond was thankful at the very least that Spoiled allowed her to feel loved again for all of two minutes.

Her sights were attached to her mom’s hooves, watching them walk in one direction before they predictably spun her around in the other direction. The stern thumping of her hooves had become a predictable melody to Diamond after a certain point. She was able to correctly guess now when she was going to suddenly turn in the opposite direction.

When she suddenly stopped, Diamond looked up, meeting her stern face with a nervous little smile – the result of which prompted Spoiled to cross her arms sternly over her bosom, her brows knitting together. Thus far, this was a massive improvement over her mother’s typical demeanour. The fact her eardrums weren’t ruptured by an undeserved diatribe yet was proof of that.

“Just to dispel the obvious, I’m right in assuming you weren’t born with that, correct?” asked Spoiled, her lips skewing partially to one side.

Diamond nodded promptly, unsure of whether the question was in jest or not, but it was better to take Spoiled seriously rather than risk bringing out the side she detested. “That’s right.”

She let out a sigh at Diamond’s response, her shoulders sagging. “Good. If it turned out I was that bad of a mother, I might have just tossed myself out of the nearest window. Okay, next question: how?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I—” Diamond stopped herself on the first syllable. She was close to mentioning the Abyssinian, the wish, everything! Aside from the possibility Spoiled wouldn’t believe her, there was the much worse possibility: that she would. Diamond knew that were she in Spoiled’s position and the beans were spilt over her inorganic change in outlook, she’d be rightfully miffed. She risked undoing their relationship before it even got started.

“Fine, you don’t have to say it out loud – Celestia knows I’ve found it hard to voice my mistakes. A unicorn, I’m guessing? It explains how you got it at least,” she mused, pointedly glancing down for a second.

Diamond nodded, taking the out her mom gave her. “A unicorn, yes!” She doubled down, grinning meekly at Spoiled. Letting her arrive at the conclusions herself was the best route out of this situation.

“Figures. The day I set out to become a better mother, I’m tested with... this.” Her muzzle wrinkled when she looked in the direction of Diamond’s crotch, one of her hands flapping disapprovingly towards Diamond’s hidden endowment. However, the sneer was quickly replaced by a wavering smile, a deep breath vacating through Spoiled’s nostrils. “It’s fine though. We can simply find an adept unicorn to cast a counterspell. With my money and connections, that should be as easy as-”

“It’s permanent…” Diamond informed bluntly, taking the wind out of her mother’s sails. She wasn’t entirely sure whether her hypothesis was correct. But if the wish was a complex series of events providing the optimal outcome, what if simply untying one – her new member for instance – would reverse the whole thing? She believed the rules were arbitrary enough to make that a possibility.

Spoiled’s eye twitched at her reply, her finger rapidly tapping against her arm, as though trying to focus her anger into the action. “It’s ‘p-permanent’?” she repeated unsteadily, the words coming through a bemused and shaky smile.

“I’m afraid so,” she confirmed, forcing herself to smile to try and alleviate her mother’s twitching facial features.

Rather than the explosion she expected, Spoiled sighed heavily instead. She closed her eyes as she brought a pair of fingers up to rub her temple, muttering a few numbers under her breath before she opened her eyes again. “Does it violate the good mother clause if I call you an idiot?”

Diamond blinked. Did her mother draft up an entire treatise in her head? She shook her head in confirmation after the thought passed her. “N-no, I don’t think so.”

“Good.” Spoiled flashed a smile at her, as though given a shot of relaxant, “because you’re an idiot.”

“Yeah, okay, I deserve that…” she replied meekly, accepting the admonishment on the chin.

Spoiled nodded in agreement, crossing her arms again. “Since you’re stuck with it, I think I am entitled an answer as to why you gave yourself a... tackle?” she interrogated, her chin rising.

“I… uh…” Diamond failed to find an answer right away, unsure if her mother’s choice of vernacular threw her off.

“For fun? Just for kicks?” Spoiled proposed, angling her face away as one eye squinted disapprovingly at Diamond, “Does that mean you’ve used that thi--”

Diamond was quick to shake her head, condemning her mother’s thought train as a derelict. “N-no! I’m still a virgin!”

Spoiled tilted her head at the reply, looking at her with heavy scepticism. “Really? At your age?”

“Mom!” she barked, blood rushing to her face.

“Right… right…” Spoiled appeared flustered by her outburst, sporting a partial grimace. “I must admit, I can’t really think of any other reason you would do this to yourself.”

‘For you! For us!’ would have sounded weird spoken out loud. Diamond felt panic bouncing around on her insides like a fly stuck indoors. She forced the next words from her maw, hoping something good was waiting at the end of them, “Because... I just… Wanted...”

“Okay, my mother’s intuition is telling me something,” Spoiled cut off her meandering sentence, raising an open palm to encourage her silence. “It’s telling me that this is one of those occasions where it’s best not pry, right? I’ve never put it to real use before, but I assume it’s still sharp,” she surmised, raising an eyebrow at Diamond.

“Yes,” she breathed, relieved. She considered the bullet officially dodged. For now, at least.

Spoiled frowned, appearing dissatisfied at the lack of closure. “Well, that’s that then. I hope you don’t expect me to break the news to your father. Coming from me it would give him a heart attack. You? A minor stroke at best,” she informed mirthlessly, a simper forming at the end of her muzzle.

Diamond furrowed her brows in disapproval, shaking her head softly. “I don’t expect to tell anyone.”

A little grin appeared on Spoiled’s face at that, the type of smile Diamond had seen before on the gossiping lips of cheerleaders at school. “Oh, you want us to keep a secret?”

Diamond felt a degree of dread at the impish smile but it wasn’t like she had any other choice. She nodded in confirmation. “I do.”

“Well, now I can finally play up to one of my strengths – I’m great at keeping secrets,” Spoiled assured, nodding. “My lips are sealed.”

After the verbal pact was sealed, Diamond was unsure of what to do with herself, directing her eyes at the floor as her hooves kicked over the edge of the bed. How exactly did one proceed from a conversation about your new coltbits?

Eventually, she felt her mother’s soft touch on her shoulder, her eyes looking up to meet Spoiled’s surprisingly gentle gaze. “Yeah?”

“I just want you to know, I meant all I said before.” She smiled reassuringly, latching onto Diamond’s shoulder. “This… thing, it changes nothing.”

Diamond mirrored her mother’s kind smile. “I know.”

“I love you, darling,” avowed Spoiled, squeezing Diamond’s shoulder.

“I love you too…”

Diamond shared a moment with Spoiled. Maybe things could be normal between them…

“So how big is it?”

Reality was a jokester.

The question came seemingly out of the blue, causing Diamond to rear her head back in shock. “Mom!” she exclaimed. She was sure that repeated exclamations of Spoiled’s maternal title would become a trend for that day.

“Hey, I was only asking!” Spoiled retorted, retreating back a step from Diamond’s voice. “Besides: yours wouldn’t be the first magic phallus I’ve seen on a mare,” she explained, rolling her eyes at Diamond’s prudishness.

“Uh, what d’ya mean by that?” Diamond’s face screwed up to one side.

Spoiled appeared to digest Diamond’s question for a few moments with squinted eyes before they slapped open in shock. “Get it out of your head! I might have floundered on the parent front but I am a loyal and devoted wife. I have done things for your father that no other mare could conceive of, and--”

Diamond jerked her hands up before the images could fully form in her brain, cringing. “I believe you! Please, please, for the love of Celestia, don’t continue that sentence,” she pleaded.

“Humph.” Spoiled turned her head from Diamond, raising her chin snootily. “I just don’t want you feeling self-conscious is all. Magically induced hermaphroditism doesn’t typically measure up to the real thing…” She trailed off, and after a little while, a tinge of pink gradually brightened on her cheeks. “Okay, you got me.” Spoiled sighed. “I may have experimented in college.”

“Gross,” said Diamond flatly, as any child would say to an open admission of sex from their parent. It didn’t help that instead of a deep roil of disgust in her gut she felt – at best – apathy. Worst? Curiosity.

Spoiled snapped her muzzle back towards Diamond on reflex, pointing an accusatory finger. “First: hypocrite. Second: I’m not saying I had one. I just knew a few mares. And you’d be surprised at how many are happy to show off their piddly little things in the lady’s room, like it’s their pride and…” Spoiled trailed off, suddenly nodding her head as though realising profound, shaking her head free of the thought soon after. “Point is, if you’re stuck with it, you may as well have the best. If all you’re sporting are a pair of grapes, I know a mare who can bump you up to a pair of limes. Minimum. Better to be just under average than small!”

Diamond longed for a deity higher than an alicorn to come save her from the uncomfortable situation. “Can’t we talk about anything else?”

Spoiled shrugged with crossed arms before crowing, “It’s not my fault you created a conversation starter between your legs.”

That wasn't entirely untrue, but neither was it unfalse either. Diamond shook her head a few times, adamant. “As I’ve said, I’d prefer it to not come up in conversation. Ever. With anyone,” she insisted.

“But what about the future, sweetheart?” Spoiled pointed out. “You can’t pretend it doesn’t exist. It’s one thing to hide a scar under a glove or a grey hair with dye, but it’s another thing entirely to hide something so… a part of you now. It will come up with someone, someday, other than me. And when it inevitably does, you don’t want to disappoint.”

Diamond was loath to admit that Spoiled had a point. She let out a sigh, forcing a meek smile. “What then? I disrobe in front of my own mother and let her examine my bits?”

Spoiled curled her lower lip, nodding in approval. “I don’t see why not.”

Diamond had been through too many surprises that day to even act shocked at that her mother would entertain such a ridiculous idea. “I was joking. You can’t be serious,” she said flatly.

“Of course I am! I’m trying to be a good mother,” Spoiled rebuked, looking offended.

“I don’t see how those two things connect!” Diamond fumed, making Spoiled flinch at the volume of her voice.

“I’m just trying to be helpful. I’m Celestia knows I’ve got a lot to make up for…” Spoiled trailed off, frowning. She awkwardly grabbed one arm with the other, looking like a scalded foal.

Diamond sighed. She didn’t want to risk causing any estrangement between herself and Spoiled right now. If something like this were to sow distrust between them, it’d be hard to get it back. “Fine. You can… look.” she offered, disbelieving of the words that came from her own mouth.

“Really?” Spoiled sounded touched, her frown turning into a smile.

“Yeah, just don’t...” Diamond failed to commit, unsure of how to phrase her suggestion.

“What?” Spoiled probed after a moment.

“Gawk,” Diamond advised after a sigh.

When Diamond stood up from the bed, Spoiled backed away with a neutral expression, hands on her hips for the ensuing inspection. Diamond shrugged the pink bathrobe over her shoulders, letting it fall as a heap at her hooves. The first thing Diamond felt, even before the cool breeze brushing against the underside of her low hanging balls was the focused stare of her mother. Even when she instructed her not to, it would seem that she just couldn’t help herself. Diamond would have chastised her were she not rendered silent by embarrassment. It was further compounded by the scent that tickled her nose. Despite her cleanliness, she picked up the subtle odour of her own musk, the combined scents of masculinity and femininity rolled into one unique package.

After a few moments of quiet, Diamond got over her anxiety, deciding to bring her mother’s visual perusal to an end. “Mom, you’re staring.”

“I’m not staring. I’m examining, like you said,” countered Spoiled, her eyes still glued to the huge pink testes.

Diamond crossed her arms over her small bosom. “And what are the results of your ‘examination’?”

“Well, I know that calling them ‘large’ would be a gross understatement,” Spoiled concluded, looking up from the sack with a touch of pink on her cheeks. “I think you’re so far above average that you’ve probably raised the bar for everyone else.”

“So I’m a freak, huh?” Diamond chuckled.

“Oh, for certain,” Spoiled confirmed, smiling along with her daughter. “Although I think you’d find few who would disapprove. Whoever did this was exceptionally talented.”

Diamond was taken by Spoiled’s indirect approval of her churning danglers. A compliment from Spoiled was like finding a nugget of gold in a muddy lake. “R-really?”

“Darling, you own a pair of wrecking balls for testes,” she answered directly, staring pointedly at Diamond. “You’d provoke envy from stallions and from mares, you might trigger premature ovulation.”

Diamond’s smile took a turn for the uncomfortable at Spoiled’s words. “Uh, Mom?”

“Celestia knows how productive you are. You’d probably produce a quart – each!” Spoiled gushed, over-enthusiastic.

“Mom!” Diamond raised her hands, wincing. Whilst she had sought her mother’s approval for years now, her words were having an unwanted effect on her loins, stoking the embers from this morning with her encouraging words. “Enough with the praise, alright?”

“Oh, sorry. I just don’t want you to feel self conscious, dear,” Spoiled clarified. “you’re still as beautiful and perfect as you always were – with, or without coltbits.”

“T-thanks.” Diamond didn’t know what else to say to such words. She could feel her heart patter against her ribs.

Spoiled’s eyes fell, and Diamond could feel them rest on her overburdened sheath. “Is it, well proportioned as well?”

It could only be the same It Diamond referred to in the reflection of the bathroom mirror. “I… I don’t know,” Diamond lied. As soon as the words left her mouth she had no idea why they did but as soon as they did, it was already too late to take them back.

“I see…” Spoiled looked away, appearing to mull over something with screwed up lips and crimson blush.

Diamond was so preoccupied with what was going on with Spoiled’s face that she was caught off guard when one of her hands was suddenly scooped up by another. Her eyes shot down to see her hand furtively grasped by the older mare. Looking back up, Diamond was locking eyes with her, an unsure expression on her face.

“Mom, what are--”

“Ssh. Just tell me to stop if you want me to,” Spoiled interrupted with a whisper, sounding tense.

Diamond obeyed, maintaining eye contact. She shivered when Spoiled’s free hand made contact with her neck, caressing it for a moment, stroking with her thumb. The intimate touch planted an idea in Diamond’s head, of where things would inevitably proceed were she to not stop her. Yet, despite the taboo nature of the proposition, Diamond’s lips remained pursed, even as the hand began to move downwards from her neck. Her thumb brushed over her collarbone, and then her nipple grazed the underside of her mom’s palm. She should have stopped her mother once her fingers grazed over her naval but…

Her mother’s touch was warm. It was something she had longed for since she was a filly. Despite how nervous she was, her eyes never wavered from Spoiled’s. On some, messed up level, Diamond knew what this was. This was Spoiled’s attempt to reconcile, an obscene apology, even after having given one. Diamond’s gaze finally wavered. Just because her mother finally grew a conscience didn’t mean she could forget the fact she had to grow her own. Her hand latched sternly to Spoiled’s wrist, stopping it at the waist.

“Mom, stop,” Diamond ordered, her words firm.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking.” Spoiled winced, shutting her eyes before trying to pull herself away Diamond, yet the bright pink mare kept an iron grip around her. Spoiled knitted her brows together, looking at her daughter, puzzled. “Diamond?”

Diamond took a deep breath, mentally bracing herself for what she was about to do. “Tell me when to stop.”

Spoiled blinked. “Wha—”

Diamond yanked Spoiled back towards her. Instead of a head on collision, it was only their lips that connected. Diamond interlocked their fingers on one hand, whilst wrapping her other around Spoiled’s back. The kiss didn’t feel erotic but it felt passionate, as though a lot hinged on it. It was the closest she had felt to Spoiled in years.

This wasn’t her first kiss but it may as well have, her body jittery with adrenaline, fear and even excitement. She abandoned shame, her inexperienced tongue darting past Spoiled’s lips. Like an explorer charting dangerous, unexplored territory, she was slow and deliberate with her tongue. And, when Spoiled got over the initial shock, she actually reciprocated rather than push away. Her arm wrapping around Diamond’s naked back, her large bosom pushing against the smaller mounds on Diamond’s chest; both mares sharing a quiet moan. During the exchange of saliva and muted moans, they joined hands, squeezing each other.

Diamond finally understood the punchline to the joke ‘Reality’ set up as a result of her wish. She and Spoiled were as far apart as two people could get, hatred and neglect splitting them despite their shared blood. Outside of a long lasting friendship, the only other way to form a familial bond with someone was… this. Passion was the only fire that could melt two ponies into one alloy, forming an infallible bond. And, all it took was Spoiled’s realisation of guilt, and a huge endowment on her pelvis to make it all happen. Simple, if unsubtle.

Spoiled broke the kiss first, breathing heavily as she touched her head with Diamond’s. “You do realise this not only violates the law… but is seen as a crime against nature, right?”

Diamond scoffed mirthlessly, too out of breath to commit to a chuckle. “You started it.”

Spoiled was quiet to begin with, and after the words were processed, she began to chortle a self-derisive laugh. “You’re right. Celestia, I’m an awful mother...”

“Just the worst,” Diamond quipped, agreeing in good humour.

Now that the line was officially crossed, Diamond knew a way to comfort Spoiled. Her free hand glided up Spoiled’s arm, crossing over her shoulder before stopping at her neck, similarly caressing her nape as was done to her a few moments ago. Spoiled leaned into her daughter’s tender touch, and eventually, their lips found one another once again. This time the kiss lacked the same desperation, the risk and excitement of the one prior. It was a lot more romantic in tone, and although Diamond felt the wrongness in it, it didn’t dissuade her in the slightest. When the kiss was broken again, they weren’t left panting this time around, and smiles graced both their faces.

“So… wanna commit more crimes against nature?” Diamond proposed, grinning from ear to ear.

Spoiled chuckled behind closed lips, speaking only after it had subsided. “That would sound wrong in any other context.”

“It’s wrong in this one,” Diamond pointed out, “it’s just that we’re fine with it.”

“True,” agreed Spoiled, smirking. Suddenly, her eyes were shyly averted, her hand squeezing Diamond’s. “Are you… hard, yet?”

Diamond allowed her silence to answer, her cheek tugging to one side. It was miraculous that she hadn’t. Perhaps she had underestimated her new organ, or she was so caught up in the kiss that her body didn’t feel right about interrupting it by poking the older mare.

Spoiled chewed on the inside of her cheek, glancing down between them, the view obscured by her own chest. “I want to see it,” she revealed.

Diamond went red, struck suddenly with shyness as she looked away. “So we’re going to do more than kiss?”

“Not if you don’t want to,” Spoiled was quick to reassure. “If you’re uncomfortable at any point, or think what we’re doing is wrong, we can bring things--”

“I don’t want to stop,” Diamond cut in, affixing her gaze back on Spoiled. She continued softly, “It’s just… you’re going to be taking my virginity, aren’t you?”

Spoiled’s lips tightened. Diamond didn’t know what to perceive on that expression, only that it continued to escalate to various shades of red before her mother finally spoke, “J-just one of them.”

Diamond looked at Spoiled deadpan, although the look failed to endure through the laugh that exploded out of her mouth, a full stomach guffaw that her knees wobbling and relying on Spoiled for support.

“H-hey, I’m not made of muscle!” Spoiled yelped, trying to keep Diamond standing.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” Diamond regained her composure with a deep breath. “Surreal.”

Spoiled smiled in agreement with her, glancing the mare up and down before she continued, “Well, one us has the other at the advantage in terms of decency. I suppose it’s up to me to level the field. Do you want me to--”

Diamond reinforced her hold around Spoiled, stopping the mare before she could extract herself. “I want to undress you.”

Spoiled shrugged, smiling sheepishly. “There isn’t much to undress.”

“Which is why I want to do it…” Diamond elaborated, blushing.

Spoiled gave a singular nod, moving her arms from Diamond’s back to her sides, freeing her arms and giving her enough room to move her hands. Diamond began with the belt. It was a simple knot, one that came undone when she pulled at both ends. The gown parted down the middle, not baring much but baring enough to give Diamond pause. She saw her mother’s lacy panties, classy and red before her eyes went upwards, over the flat stomach to the bra-covered breasts – the brassiere of similar design to her panties. Spoiled’s large mammaries spawned parallels to a particular black and white farm animal in Diamond’s mind. They were huge, at least by her standards. Mares at the college with enough money to waste were quick to spend a lump sum on magical enhancements, yet none came close to the natural yet obscene size of her member. The longer she stared, the more her face burned.

Diamond was always certain of her orientation. Or she was, at least. In the past, she was there to watch Silver Spoon get changed on more than one occasion, be at some clothing store or in one of their bedrooms. In the myriad times she had inspected her friend’s body, be it in a bikini that barely covered her or a thong so tiny her ass appeared to swallow it, Diamond’s snatch remained as dry as an Appleloosian summer. However, at that moment, even summoning the memories of her nude friend in passing was enough to make her heart quicken. It wasn’t so much the sudden epiphany of her bi-orientation – even if her hormone rich sack was probably to blame – but the fact she was experiencing said epiphany whilst staring at her mother’s body. Her mother’s hot body.

“Diamond?” Spoiled prodded verbally. “Is something wrong?”

“I just realised something,” Diamond muttered in reply, tearing her eyes off her mother’s covered udders to look her straight in the face.

“Oh? What?” Spoiled asked, appearing to hang on the answer.

“You’re sexy.”

Spoiled snorted, reeling her head away in surprise. “Diamond!”

“What!” Diamond fired back.

“You…” Spoiled began, although she failed to commit, smiling instead whilst she shook her head. “You’re beautiful too.”

Diamond smirked. Her hands found purchase on her mother’s shoulders where she brushed the gown over the shoulders. Spoiled dropped her arms, allowing it to the floor by their hooves. At reaching the half-naked milestone, Spoiled averted her eyes, smiling shyly as Diamond stepped closer to her, her smaller but bare bosom squashing into the older mare’s much larger mammaries. Diamond then hugged her mother again, although its intent was noticeably less innocent as her hands latched to the hooks of her brassier. It was Diamond’s turn to look away as she intimately unhooked the thing, holding the hooks in her trembling hands before forcing herself to drop them. She then hooked her thumbs under the straps on Spoiled’s shoulders. She stepped away to pull the bra off, only able to look once she tossed it off somewhere to the side.

Boobs.

She felt a colt at the simplicity of her thoughts, although it was only fair – a part of her effectively was now. Bared and perfect. Each peak capped with circular areola, her nipples hidden away in her huge tits and Diamond couldn’t escape the natal desire to suckle them back into exposure. They looked so heavy, yet Spoiled carried around such a large pair of milk-bags with perfect posture. Diamond was jealous but that sentiment wasn’t new to her. The desire to fondle them certainly was.

“What do you think?” Spoiled asked, tentative.

“They’re perfect,” replied Diamond, barely allowing Spoiled to finish her sentence. She tore her eyes from the breasts back up to Spoiled’s face, seeing a bashful smile plastered across it. The fact Spoiled didn’t try to disregard the compliment to invite even more was telling to Diamond. Either her mother’s ego got its fill from just one, or her mother didn’t feel the need to fish for more adoration from her own daughter. Either way, it was a good result in Diamond’s eyes. “That leaves just one last thing.”

Spoiled nodded, not an ounce of anxiety on her face. “Whenever you’re ready...”

When she pulled them down partway down Spoiled’s thighs, her nostrils flared at a familiar and musky aroma, her eyes quickly spotting the telltale glint of moisture on the cradling piece of material. She didn’t know whether to point it out or lap it up with her tongue, although she had to try very hard to resist the latter. Were it possible for her face to become even redder, it would have, at seeing the first hint of Spoiled’s arousal.

Her eyes flicked up, landing on her mother’s cunt – although using that word seemed wrong somehow, recent events aside. She cleaned her mind with comparatively classy words. Quim, flower, slit, vulva – mentally soaping her mouth until she was sufficiently cleansed of the stain ‘cunt’ had left in it. Spoiled’s plump lips were a few shades darker than her coat, a few of the bright, wet petals exposed to Diamond’s eyes. Her mother’s scent carried to her nose, the subtle aroma stirring a heat inside of her. Likewise, she knew that a stallion’s ‘odour’ had an effect on some mares. Nothing substantial but if a mare was willing, it was an unbeatable aphrodisiac...

She stared at her mother’s moist treasure until she felt a pair of eyes burrowing into her skull. She yanked the garment the rest of the way down without ceremony, tearing eyes away as she did. Spoiled raised each hoof before Diamond simply lobbed the lacy knickers away to join the bra, disregarded.

She stood up promptly and met her mother’s eyes, trying not to succumb to the temptation of staring once again. She had done her part, everything after this was new to her.

“We’re both naked,” she pointed out plainly, trying her hardest not to look down.

“We are,” Spoiled agreed, smirking.

Diamond let the moment linger. “Now what?”

“Want to sit on the bed?” Spoiled suggested.

Diamond blinked. “What are you gonna do?” she asked, sounding naive, even to herself.

“Something I don’t have the strength to say aloud,” Spoiled answered, betraying some anxiety as the smile she wore became nervous, “but if it helps, just think of it as a nice surprise.”

Diamond didn’t need to give any sign of agreement, retreating back a step until her calf bumped the bed frame. She sat, as per Spoiled’s suggestion, and spread apart her thighs. Her nuts created slight depressions in the fancy red duvet, the material feeling rather pleasant against the sagging skin. Baring herself so blatantly despite her prior nudity gave the whole situation an air of eroticism Diamond found hard to ignore. It was less of a clinical presentation, and more of a lewd one instead. Spoiled lowered slowly to her knees, sitting on the back of her calves and placing her hands placed chastely on her thighs. Despite that, Diamond could see the excitement in her eyes.

“You’re going to have to get erect for me, sweetheart. Can you do that?” she requested kindly, glancing up.

For some unholy reason, combined with that delivery, those were the most erotic words Diamond’s ears had ever heard. What’s more, somehow, she knew just how to fulfil her mother’s request.

She flexed the muscles in her pelvis, forcing a surge of blood into her genitals, her indented glands popping out of its stretched home. the rest started to pour out soon after, inch after inch of floppy pink marecock baring itself to the one pony audience; drooping over her large balls and hanging down part way over the edge of the bed. Fully soft, a stallion doing this was called ‘dropping’, and much like breathing, was fully engraved into the minds of all who wielded a dick. Yet, hers was already semi-rigid, much like it was that morning; its size still a sight to behold. However, with the fluttering smell of Spoiled’s arousal in the air, her body operated on pure instinct when it began flooding her organ with piping hot blood.

Diamond’s jaw clenched to suppress the moan that nearly erupted from her mouth, screwing her eyes shut to hide the sudden explosion of pleasure from her new limb; libidinous magma rushing down the vein superhighways to further engorge it. The sensation itself was indescribable. The nerves along the length were so sensitive that the mere filing of its capillaries was enough to make her feel good. Under her large balls, she felt her twat ache for a stuffing as the lust was quick and brutal to assault her mind. Veins were pushed to the surface of the swelling log, the sheath filling out into a truly monstrous tree trunk of a hilt as the rest of the cock rose up into a slight angle just above her thighs, jutting out just past her knees as it capped out at its full length; swaying gently under its own weight and pulses of blood that maintained its rigidity. She relied on her hands to keep her sitting upwards, and clenched her fingers tight to give her body some other task to focus on other than bucking her hips towards the closest hole.

Once it was fully hard, she heard a quiet gasp from between her legs. She understood the sentiment. Her first boner was positively monstrous, a fat turgid beast. Although it was already networked with plump veins running up from the hilt to the coronal flare, there was a particularly vicious example that ran up the dorsal just after her medial ring, creating a blue, squiggly snake-shaped vein in the pink flesh. Despite how scary it looked, it took all of her will to not touch the knobby thing, the beastly log of a rod as new to her as it was the mare between her legs. Speaking of, Diamond tore her eyes from the cock to her mom, spotting widened eyes and a fallen jaw. The expression made her feel somewhat self-conscious, although her fuck hammer bobbed with another sudden gush of blood at the expression her mother made – some part of her approved, apparently.

“Is something wrong?” Diamond asked, her pride forcing the question.

“It’s massive,” Spoiled replied softly, continuing to wear her look of shock, “When I asked you to get erect, I didn’t mean for you to sprout a fifth limb.”

Diamond felt her heart quicken in her chest, her ‘fifth limb’ hardened with a further surge of blood, making it ache with need. Her cock appeared to possess an ego, or maybe it was the slight hint of approval she perceived that excited her. “Is that bad?” she asked, trying to ignore the pleasant tingles in her crotch long enough to focus on Spoiled’s answer.

“That’s wholly subjective, dear,” Spoiled answered flatly, trying to disguise something, that much Diamond could tell. “But you don’t hear many stallions complaining about having too large of an endowment, do you?”

“No. But you still haven’t told me what you think,” she pointed out, “you’re the first one to look at it besides me.”

“W-well, I…” Spoiled stammered off to silence, and Diamond held partial fear that Spoiled was close to voicing something unpleasant. “Diamond in truth… I find it magnificent,” Spoiled continued, her cheeks tinted red with randy fire as she looked up at the younger mare.

Diamond breathed, her penis pulsed in approval. “You do?”

“Who wouldn’t? It’s downright intimidating! And the aroma. I’ve never smelled something so delicious,” Spoiled gushed, all but salivating before the vascular column.

“Mom,” Diamond whined, her cheeks darkening in hue. The words by themselves seemed almost to salve her cock, but not in the sense of healing, the praise a tender stroke that made her throb. She was torn between wanting her mother to stop out of the embarrassment she felt and allowing her to continue out of the sheer arousal they stirred within her loins.

“I can just tell from looking at it-- here, watch.” Spoiled’s words preceded the deft movement of her hands, both of them rising up to latch on adjacent sides of Diamond’s she-meat, the splayed fingers unable to touch each other due to the girth’s obesity. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen one this long, never mind one this thick.”

Diamond couldn’t formulate a reply to that fact, not that she could, even if she wanted to. The sensation that came from her mother’s soft palms and squeezing fingers was like a surge of pleasurable electricity, forcing her jaw tight. Yet, behind her sealed lips, she moaned, her cock throbbing between Spoiled’s compressing palms.

“Oh, sorry. I should have asked for permission,” Spoiled said, grinning sheepishly. Despite her apology, her palms remained glued to the strained, blood-hot flesh of the appendage. “I assume from your face that the sensation isn’t wholly unpleasant, correct?”

Diamond nodded, unable to do anything else. It wasn’t so unlike rubbing her clit, but that comparison was only good at establishing the baseline of the pleasure she felt. What truly separated them was intensity. Even motionless, the sensation of pleasure brought by her mother’s hands was delivered at a constant. In hindsight, Diamond was glad she never touched the damn thing in the bathroom – Celestia knows if she would have had the strength of will to tear herself from it.

“Sensitive, isn’t it? I suppose that’s to be expected when you got this thing from such, um... exceptional circumstances. But if you think that feels good, look at this.” Her hands moved downwards in unison, her palms inching down the taut, vein-covered flesh. They didn’t glide seamlessly over the unlubricated flesh but the feeling of friction made Diamond squirm in her mother’s hold. Just as one limit of ecstasy was met, she was pushed even further beyond even that by the slow movement of Spoiled’s hands.

Soon, a pair of palms squeezed against her medial ring, her jaw finally parting to let out a gasp; a powerful strike of bliss running up her spine as the sensitive ring of nerves were stimulated. Whilst every muscle in her body quivered at having such a compact bundle of nerves touched, the strongest reaction was in her pelvis. Her cock gave a particularly strong throb in reaction to the tender touch, the muscles in her ass tensing around her prostate, squeezing out a thick, marble-sized glob of pre-cum at the end of her broad-headed appendage.

“Oh, would you look at that,” Spoiled commented, looking at the clear and sticky pearl with slightly widened eyes, “I haven’t seen a fake one do that before.”

“It’s… it feels pretty real,” Diamond spoke between breaths, her mother’s palms still squeezing into the fatty band of skin. She could barely see it past the penile mound, but it glued to the indentation of her urethra like a droplet of dew on a leaf.

Spoiled smirked, and Diamond felt the exhale on the tip of her dick. “But just how real is it?” she asked, sounding rhetorical, inspecting the globule. “It looks genuine enough” Her nostrils flared right after, deeply inhaling the aroma of the liquid musk, wearing a satisfied smile right after. “And I can appraise the validity of the odour…”

Diamond could see the look of pondering on Spoiled’s face. It was playful, lacking any real sort of concern, but Diamond was eager to hear the rest of her mother’s sentence anyway. “But?”

Spoiled didn’t answer with words. Instead, Diamond froze as she watched her glob of pre-ejaculate disappear under her mother’s flattened tongue.

“Mom!” Diamond gasped, her hips bucked against her mother’s mouth, connecting with teeth.

The touch of her tongue was wet, soft as a feather, and upon tasting her Spoiled moaned in delight of the flavour. Diamond thought it was a beautiful noise, made all the spectacular by having Spoiled’s half-lidded eyes lock intimately with hers. The eye contact lasted only seconds before pleasure forced Diamond’s eyes to screw shut, the contact of her mother’s tongue sending an explosion of sensation to course all the way down her cock and up to her brain. She arched her back, her rigid arms preventing her from falling back onto the bed as a loud groan sounded from her gullet right after. Words were not enough to convey her delight at the sensation. As a result, more pre-cum burbled from her throbbing glands and Spoiled tried her best to collect the hot and slimy ropes up with her tongue; licking the ridged cocktip with the same effortlessness one would a lollipop. Despite her diligence, she was unable to capture them all – Diamond’s musk-scented essence dripping onto the globes attached to her chest.

Spoiled’s hands joining in soon after, pumping her cock down from the trunk-like root all the way up to the domed head, compressing down hard every time they passed over the medial ring. She was milking the impressively thick shaft for all the seminal nectar it was worth, spewing it over her maw and breasts. Dry hands on dry flesh wasn’t the most pleasant sensation but Diamond’s mind couldn’t decipher between the uncomfortable feeling of being stroked raw and the pleasure that was otherwise overwhelmed her senses from a combination of it and Spoiled’s tongue.

“Mom,” Diamond groaned.

“Yes, sweetie?” Spoiled casually ceased her licks, though her hands continued to move, only slowing their tempo.

With the cessation of her tongue, Diamond was finally able to look back down at her mother. The older mare’s lips were mattered down with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum, and despite the depravity of it, Diamond knew for certain the next spurt from the tip of her cock was a direct result of that sight between her legs. It dripped down, running down between her mom’s tits.

“That feels... so good…” Diamond breathed, unable to think of anything better to say.

“I wouldn’t be a good mother if didn’t.” Diamond didn’t think that was entirely correct, but she couldn’t say anything against her mother’s smile. Spoiled stopped her hands just under the flare, her thumbs meeting just under the spit covered glands. Diamond saw her eyes glance downward at her bosom, her smile deepening when she looked back up at her daughter. “Want to feel something better than my hands?”

“Yes please.” Diamond’s mouth moved to answer on its own – not that she disagreed with the words that came from it, her dick seeming to throb in agreement as well.

Spoiled’s hands vacated her dick, and although seemed to twitch angrily at their leave, Diamond felt her heart thrum in anticipation. She saw her mom’s hands sink into her own tits, her huge chest pillows were squeezed together before they pulled apart, a few strings of pre-cum bridging them. Diamond felt herself throb at the sight, another generous spurt of her essence running down between the pair of breasts before Spoiled rose up to wrap them around her cock.

Diamond, now acclimated to the new pleasures the cock could bring her, only bit her lip in response to the feeling. She was getting better at that. As for the feeling of being wrapped around her mom’s mounds, it was like being enveloped by a cloud, the large perky milkers squeezing with heavenly softness into her ramrod as it was nestled against Spoiled’s chest. The glands of her fleshy pink spear protruded out between the soft valley, the exposed inches close enough to Spoiled’s face that she could feel hot air glance off the tip from the mare’s nose.

“It looks even bigger up close,” Spoiled remarked redundantly, looking down at the vascular pink column with a grin. “Even still, I was half-expecting it to disappear completely between these two.” With that she jostled her giant udders together for emphasis, provoking Diamond to moan at the slick sensation of pre-wetted fur and warm hugging flesh. “I guess there’s a first time for everything,” she chirped.

With that, Diamond gave a low groan as her mother’s beautifully formed bosom began to rise and fall up her angled meat, the rivulets of pre-cum from her stimulated organ adding ample more lubricant to her mother’s boobs as she warped them around her cock. The stroking of her breasts blew the sensation of hands out of the water. Although not as tight, the cushiony embrace was hot and slick with her own juices, allowing her meaty pole to be stroked without any friction whatsoever. The pleasantry of the sensation was joined by the return of Spoiled’s tongue not long after, the wiggly muscle running around the edge of her glands, salving across the most sensitive part of her penis with loving levels of attention. It was the kind of devotion Diamond had long for from her mother, and whilst it wasn’t the most orthodox way of receiving love, it was love all the same to her. Whilst her appreciative moans conveyed her own appreciation in some way, she didn’t feel it was enough to truly express it. One of her hands uncoiled from around the duvet and relocated to the top of Spoiled’s head, her fingers brushing into her mom’s fuchsia mane, gently patting the top of her head.

This seemed to encouraged Spoiled, whose tongue sped up into an energetic flurry of movement. And, whilst her tongue danced, her tits were slammed down with greater speed against Diamond’s thighs, provoking louder and louder moans from the young mare’s throat. Diamond felt a heat become ever more intense in her crotch, the pleasure mounting higher and higher with each passing second. Different organ, familiar sensation. She could feel the mounting pressure in her balls, the way they flexed, trying to climb back in her body. With her hand on the back of Spoiled’s head, Diamond became intensely focused on her mother’s mouth. Her soft lips felt pleasant when they brushed against her cock in the midst of her licks, and more and more, Diamond wondered: why weren’t they wrapped around her?

Using the leverage afforded to her by holding Spoiled’s head, Diamond steadily began to apply more and more pressure to the back of it. Spoiled barely had time to furrow her brows before Diamond pushed down hard on the back of her head; letting out a surprised yelp as the broad flare was forced past her lips, the pink flesh scraping against her teeth as the tip hit the back of her throat. Diamond groaned at being enveloped by something so warm. Spoiled’s nostrils were flared, taking in air and more of her musk, her the pace of her tits slowed down to a wary speed as her tongue continued to circle around the inches Diamond had embedded past her lips. The only time Diamond removed inches of her she-meat was so her mother’s wiggling muscle could run more precisely around her glands, the sensation unparalleled by anything else as of yet. The fact Spoiled wasn’t fighting back was all Diamond needed to know to keep going.

The longer this continued on for, the more comfortable Spoiled seemed to become under her hand. Her head started to rise and fall of its own volition, fellating her thick dick steadily, her tongue lashing against any part of her daughter’s dick skin it could reach. The noisy, indecent slurping just made Diamond feel warmer. Between her thighs, she could feel her untouched twat wink and split, her nectar leaking out to stain the sheets. She could feel her climax approaching after what felt like forever. She could feel her mother’s teeth dig more sharply into her skin, her cock thickening past her mother’s lips. In the air, her nose picked up a scent more strongly than she did before, a subtle fragrance carried from the stain on her mother’s panties from not too long ago. She snorted, like a brute, right on the edge of orgasm she shoved down on her mother’s head and forced the tip of her girthy cock down her mother’s gullet.

The cock flexed like a great phallic bicep past Spoiled’s lips. The pleasure encouraging Diamond to spear a few inches more of her dick forcefully down her mother’s throat; clogging her mother’s windpipe with the flare that blossomed wide deep within. Diamond felt her mother’s hands slapping against her thighs, and she felt the panicked vibrations around her shaft of clogged words against her shlong. Diamond couldn’t withdraw, even if she wanted to. Flare aside, it was just too good to deprive herself of the sensation, driven by some latent instinct that came with her new genitalia. Her balls clenched, trying to rise back up into her body, her prostate being squeezed by her muscles, trying to empty her full and heavy balls. She could feel the pressure at the base, a mounting tightness in her urethral pipe that brought pain alongside the pleasure. Her fingers dug into her mother’s skull as she grit her teeth, both sensations mounting higher to a predictable finale.

With each aching throb, something thick slowly working its way up like a clogged pipe slowly unclogging itself, moving only with each pronounced twitch of her cock and rise of her nuts. After what felt like an eternity, she finally gasped, feeling something thick gush in a torrent from the tip of her cock. Her noises of her mother’s panic were silenced by the ropes of semen that were cascading down her oesophagus and into her stomach, her hands falling limp on Diamond’s thighs as she was forced to swallow each and every one. To Diamond, each shot of cum fired felt just as pleasurable and as satisfying as the last, making her full body quiver and quake with each seminal volley. Her features had relaxed, openly displaying her ecstasy as she rode her orgasm the entire way to its end.

Her cock eventually came to soften in her mother’s throat. When she fell limp due to the crashing weigh of her climax, she fell backwards onto the bed; her dick sliding all the way out to droop slightly over the edge, the tip oozing with remnants of creamy white seed. All sound seemed to fade away until all she heard was her own breathing, the arrhythmia of her own heartbeat. Her head was somewhere else, enjoying the afterglow. A minute passed, then all outside audio gradually bled back in. She heard birdsong from outside and the light bustle of traffic, but then her ears picked up the sounds of her mother coughing.

“Sorry! I don’t know what came over me!” The words couldn’t leave her mouth fast enough. Despite every part of her mind telling her to slump onto the bed and bask like a lion in the sensation of her bliss, she still clambered off the bed to check on her mom.

Spoiled was still trying to catch her breath to reply at first, wiping the back of her hand across her cum-stained lips. It was just as Diamond had knelt down to put a hand on her shoulder did she speak. “Rut,” she answered, “never heard of any mare having it – fake phallus or not.”

Diamond had heard of “Rut” before. It was exclusively a stallion issue. Well, it was. “I guess I’ve got more than just a sheath and sack to get used to, don’t I?” Diamond replied, forcing a smile for her mother’s benefit.

“Tastes like real semen…” she commented

Diamond laughed. “If it’s real, I suppose that doubles your chances.”

Spoiled turned her head to look at her. “Of what?”

Diamond adorned a joking smile. “Of grandfoals.”

It was Spoiled’s turn to smile. It was sweet, certainly a bit of humour to it, but her lips eventually split to bare white daggers for teeth. “Don’t do that ever again.”

Diamond swallowed back the hard pit that suddenly clogged her throat, her hand flinching from Spoiled’s shoulder. “I-I won’t.”

“Good.” Spoiled rose back up to her hooves, her legs trembling as she stood. Diamond tried to ignore the pungent smell of marish arousal on the air. It was a lot more intense now than it was during her impromptu throat swab. Clearly, some part of Spoiled was pleased with that treatment. Diamond wasn’t going to risk bringing it up though.

“What are you doing?” asked Diamond, following Spoiled as she climbed onto the bed, her hooves just missing the small white pool of semen slowly crusting on the carpet.

“Did you think we were done? I said I was taking your virginity, and after what you just did, I think I’m entitled to it now – don’t you?”

Diamond wasn’t sure whether or not Spoiled was being rhetorical or not. It didn’t matter either way. Her monster of a cock, although recently spent, was still semi-hard and full of blood whilst it dangled down her thighs. Her eyes were glued to the older mare as she settled onto the bed, her back propped up against the large pillows with her legs lewdly spread; the sight of her sodden box hidden by her large thighs. Diamond’s flicked her sighs back to her face, Spoiled’s eyes already on her, her lids partially fluttered. Diamond moved towards her, that look exuding a sexual magnetism that she refused to fight against in any capacity. Climbing onto the bed, hands and knees, she already felt her log slapping beast-like against her belly.

She crawled far enough onto the luxury bedspread that she could finally look between her mother’s legs. And what a sight it was. It looked as though someone had splashed a bucket against her mother’s crotch and thighs, her fur was sodden and her skin stained with mare-nectar. The part of her mind that head a direct connection with her cock screamed out a singular word at her: breed. The sensation of more pre-ejaculate leaking from her cock tip sent a shiver of delight up her spine. However, the filial part of her made her tongue run across her lips. She allowed it to control her once. Not again. Diamond thought it was the right time to return the favour...

She moved slowly between her mother’s parted legs, lowering her modest bosom to the duvet, her face close enough to Spoiled’s soaked quim to feel the smouldering warmth of it radiating against her cheeks. She had never been this close to another mare’s slit before and had never seen another apart from her own. Yet, she couldn’t help but think it looked delicious. Breathing in through her nose, the strong, musky fragrance was enough to make her twitch. Her hips ground themselves hard against the bed on instinct, trying to feel some scant satisfaction for the powerful ache she felt along her ripe length. In defiance of her clamouring tool, she put her hands down on either side of her mom’s marehood, her thumbs softly pushing into the dark pink pads, the soft touch making Spoiled shiver under her touch. Feeling both exhilarated and nervous, Diamond tried to ignore that her heart was trying to escape her ribcage with its furious beating. Taking a breath, she pulled the plump lips apart to reveal her mother’s pinkness within, the intense heat and aroma escalated upon their parting and Diamond couldn’t help but wonder how such a heat would feel when wrapped around her. Just as the thought crossed her mind, Spoiled’s pink nub winked with want at her face, as if reading her mind. Diamond could barely close her eye in time before the gentle sprit of mare nectar flicked across her features.

“Sorry,” said Spoiled, her apology coming strained through a moan.

Diamond thought the apology was needless but nevertheless appreciated anyway. The love button continued to push out towards her, pleading for attention from the only other who could give it some. Diamond opened her fluid-streaked eye before she continued, reaching forward with her lips. She delivered a gentle kiss to the pink moistness, earning a gentle groan from Spoiled. Some of the residue created a bridge between her lips and the folds when she pulled away to admire it some more. Her tongue flicked over them, tasting her mother’s essence. It was musky, tinged with something sweet her head couldn’t place. Yet, despite the lack of zeroes following it on a menu, it was the most luscious flavour that had ever passed her lips – in both definitions. Her blood-ripe organ throbbed against her stomach at the flavour, and she and it were in the same mind for the desire to taste even more of it. She leant forwards with the intent to consume more of mother’s juicy pink fruit, her maw opening wide to cover as much area as possible, her tongue quick to start lathering against the slick pink folds. Amateurish, but enthusiastic, Diamond tried to imitate what she gleamed from Spoiled to influence her technique. Her tongue moved around in broad circles, slurping down her mother’s viscous fluids. Spoiled’s moans and periodic gasps were like sweet music to her ears, a reward more valuable than gems for her efforts.

“Try to F-- Focus on the cl-- clit, sweetheart,” Spoiled instructed, her sentence broken apart by moans.

Diamond listened immediately – Spoiled was the more experienced of the two after all. Her tongue flicked upwards, lashing against her mother’s winking bud. The reaction was immediate. Spoiled pushed her slick mound back against her, the older mare’s moan ripping through the air as Diamond continued her merciless attack against the pleasure-provoking bud. Diamond felt delight pinballing around her insides. This must have been how Spoiled felt when she was going down on her, a selfless kind of joy that made her never want to stop. It felt good to make her mom feel good. She eventually wrapped her lips around the winking bud, catching it between the gentle hold of her lips as she began to suckle on the slick pink treat. The concentrated assault arched her mother’s back, and she felt the mature mare’s hand grasp the back of her head, fingers combing through her mane; as loud as ever. Diamond considered a use for one of her hands, slyly sliding down her right whilst the left continued to keep the mature pussy spread. Her finger poked around just under her chin for a hole she knew to exist, she still had hers after all and even felt it clench and compress around nothing. She soon found it, feeling herself elevate to another tier of excitement as she began to trace the entrance of her mother’s canal. Her heart skipped a beat as it tried to compress around her exploring digit, the velvet softness leaving the pink log beneath her throbbing in want. She was tempted to fully stick her finger inside, to get a feel for what awaited her cock. Yet, displaying a surprising level of self-control, her hand retracted away. She wanted to keep herself waiting for that feeling.

“Diamond,” Spoiled said, speaking out between heavy breaths, stealing Diamond’s attention away from her pussy, “I’m ready for you.”

Diamond felt her heart skip a beat. She pulled away from her mother’s treasure, the sodden slit splitting under a furry of needy clit winks and compressing around a length that hadn’t yet filled it. The sight, combined with Spoiled’s voice, hammered her heart with desire. She crawled up her mother’s body, confident that her weight was a non-factor as she savoured the feeling of her the older mare’s warmth and softness as she made her way up; leaving a trail of kisses in her wake. Reaching her mother’s tits, she groped and squeezed into one whilst wrapping her lips around the nipple of the other. The act came to her with surprising amounts of naturalness, a pair of arms wrapped around her back, pulling her deeper into the maternally salacious embrace. There was something oddly calming about the gesture, her flicking tongue making Spoiled hitch her breaths. Diamond might have been content to remain this way for the rest of the day were it not for the pleading organ pulsing on her groin, eager for what awaited it between Spoiled’s thighs.

A bridge of spittle connected her lips and the nipple, breaking when Diamond shifted her gaze from the tit to her mother’s eyes. She could tell Spoiled was being patient with her but the lust in that look was unmistakable. She moved the rest of the way up, pulled towards Spoiled’s lips by some unseen force and connecting her own to them like a magnet. She was already accustomed to their touch. The idea would have repulsed her just the day prior, now she wanted for nothing else.

Her cock clumsily struck at the perineum. Spoiled’s fingers dug into her back on reflex, and Diamond didn’t even want to consider what would have occurred had she missed her mark and slipped into the other hole. She broke the kiss, mouthing “sorry” before she wrapped one hand around the fat root of her log, angling the slab towards Spoiled’s drooling lips and eased her hips towards it. A gasp escaped her lips when her tip kissed against the inviting softness of her mother’s pussy. The heat. Despite the fire between her mother’s legs, she froze. Anxiety pierced her like an arrow. Instinct and drive disappeared, and she was suddenly left clueless on what to do. In her ears, she could hear the race of her own heart, and each attempt to force her hips forwards left her realising she was no longer in control of her own body.

She saw a piteous look in Spoiled’s eyes. In the heat of the moment, Diamond had forgotten her own lack of experience; smiling meekly in reply. The older mare leaned up to connect their lips once again, one of her hands following down Diamond’s spine. Her fingers wrapped around Diamond’s tail dock, and slowly, eased her hips forwards; manually driving her broad tip towards the eager slit. Diamond quelled a moan when her tip was pushed into the slick opening, feeling the bud wink against her knob thawed her. Instinct seized the reins, and Diamond bucked her hips, striking the target.

Spoiled gasped into her mouth when she crammed the flare into that opening, the tight, velvet walls clamping down with exquisite softness around the ridged tip. Diamond was glad she left the sensation a mystery, the feeling dunking her body into a pool bliss. The vaginal muscles compressed and quivered around her ridged head, moulding desperately around the younger mare’s breeding stick. The heat inside was far more intense than out, and Diamond was all too happy to feed more inches to her mom’s ravenous marehood, pushing her hips forward to split apart the matured walls with her fat log; the soft hugging flesh making each movement take her to a new pleasurable zenith. It wasn’t long until that wonderful sensation of slick heat completely enveloped her whole she-meat as the glands pushed against the cervix, the strained flesh of her cock at the receiving end of a full-length compression and massage that almost paralysed her with ecstasy. If she hadn’t already emptied her balls just moment prior, Diamond was sure to have exploded from the intensity of the sensation.

Even without direction from Spoiled, Diamond knew what to do next, instinct guiding her. Her hips moved backwards, sliding out the few inches of dick she was willing to bare from her mother’s wondrous insides before slamming them back inside. Spoiled’s pleasured squeal was silenced abruptly by Diamond’s lips, the younger mare fuelled by the thrill of actually having sex. The gyration of her hips was clumsy but serviceable, plunging her cock in and out at a level pace that made the mare beneath her mewl and quiver. Each deep drive of her hips was just as pleasurable as the last, the turgid ram striking against the barrier to her mother’s womb on each thrust. She felt one of Spoiled’s hands sink into her butt, the other vacating her back to interlock fingers with her own.

There was something nostalgic about plunging balls deep into the hole she emerged from eighteen years ago, and she wasn’t quite sure whether that thought disgusted her or made what she was doing even more arousing. The longer she fucked Spoiled, the more practised she became with her own movements. The inconsistent beat of wet flesh on flesh replaced by a duel rhythm of clapping genitals and Diamond’s pussy juice covered balls striking the perineum.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

Diamond loved the noise, almost as much as she did the sound of her mother’s moaning. Brutishly thick and long, her appendage was enough to drive her mother to the same highs of ecstasy she was easily reaching with every thrust. Any aversion to possessing such a totem to masculinity evaporated in the midst of their tryst, the dense musky smell of the room combined with the sensation of fucking her mother’s hole fully immersed her head into the role of a stud. Not that she had much say on the matter. Her balls, already full to the brim and sloshing with glue-thick seed, were screaming for seminal release. Before she fully realised it, her hips were crashing against Spoiled with a newfound fervour, the contents of her sack destined for her mother’s womb.

Spoiled must have sensed something if her up-tick in speed wasn’t obvious enough. Her hold on her hand tightened and her legs raised up to wrap around Diamond, only permitting her daughter to bare a couple of inches at most to the sex-filled air. That was all the clearance Diamond needed to not pull out last minute.

Suddenly, Spoiled broke the kiss. “Diamond! I’m-- I’m--”

Spoiled’s stuttering proclamation wasn’t allowed to reach its end. Diamond knew what it was. She could feel it. The full-body spasm and vice-like tightening of her mother’s twat, the throw back of her head. How could Diamond hold back? She speared herself as deep as she could, pushing against the cervix, she felt her balls try and retract up into her as her fuckstick swelled thick to bursting with blood. She buried her face in Spoiled’s nape, her coronal flare bloomed and the first volley of cum firing past the cervix and directly into the waiting womb – the first of many! The escalation of pleasure from her first climax was unexpected, her mother’s milking walls ensuring each blast of semen from her pipe put her on the brink of a mental shutdown from the sheer amount of ecstasy she felt. She couldn’t keep up with the number of ropes, the over productive churners going up into the double digits at the very least, which was way too high for Diamond’s sex-clouded mind to keep up with. The sound of spurting and bubbling semen joined alongside Spoiled’s moans, as the pressure of a full womb forced the excess of cum to trickle from the over-filled pussy and splatter out onto the bed.

After an exhaustive but pleasurable few minutes, Diamond finally became limp, her cock utterly spent as the few final pulses of seed were squeezed from her flare. Diamond didn’t even want to consider the mess she created on the bed from her ‘expenditure’, hiding her face still in Spoiled’s nape out of a mixture of embarrassment and comfort. After a short while, she felt a hand cradle the back of her head whilst another wrapped around her back. She felt a warm, yet as much as she tried to ignore it, she felt hottest around her cock. A combination of her mother’s heat and the cascade she unleashed within her depths.

“That was wonderful,” Spoiled breathed, audibly fatigued.

Diamond raised her head from Spoiled’s nape, her mother’s eyes already there to greet her, a loving smile present on the older mare’s face. Despite it, Diamond couldn’t help but worry. “Aren’t you… Don’t we have to worry about…” Diamond could only skirt around the issue. What didn’t help matters was the fact she still kept her semi-soft shaft lodged within her mother’s puss.

Spoiled’s brows furrowed before the realisation dawned on her face, the smile returning as she stroked the back of Diamond’s head. “This might surprise you, and I’m loathed to admit it in almost any circumstance, but I’m actually too old to have foals anymore, sweetheart.”

“Oh…” Diamond was unsure if she was relieved or disappointed by that revelation. But, like most of the things she learnt today, she thought it best to not dwell on it for the sake of her long-term sanity.

Spoiled released a wistful sigh, sinking her head back into the pillow. “And to think, I had a big day planned for today to help fix our relationship. Shopping, sauna, fine dining…”

“But now you just want to stay in bed?” Diamond guessed, finding her mother’s chest made for a comfortable pillow as she laid her head on them.

“Uh-huh,” she chortled, “I’m having a hard time thinking of a better way to spend it.”

Diamond sighed happily. “Me too. I can’t really think of a way to improve this… Maybe room service?”

“I wouldn’t say no to that.” Spoiled hummed, continuing to run her hand down Diamond’s head and neck. “But lets just stay like this. Just for a little longer.”

Diamond couldn’t find any reason to disagree with that, not that she searched particularly hard. She nestled herself into Spoiled, returning her mother’s embrace, listening to the sound of the older mare’s heart. “I love you, mom…” The words came easy to her now. She felt herself gradually drift away.

“I love you too… My Diamond...”