Calling All Moms To The Couch

Bickering from a small corner of M.F. Studios could be heard over at the receptionist, as a cotton candy pink mare with hair that could rival the fluffiness of said cotton candy and a stone grey mare with slightly darker grey hair and golden half-rimmed glasses went at each other with small wordy jabs of anger and pleading. The grey mare dressed in more formal clothing with a plaid skirt reaching down to her ankles, and a white button blouse, her hair down up in a small bun that a schoolmarm would sport in the library from days gone by. She scowled as she stared daggers into the younger pink mare's eyes.

"Mom, come on, you don't need to be so angry about this. You wanted to get out and about since dad is busy with the rock farm." The pink mare clasped onto the shoulder of the other mare. "Besides, this also can be a good way to meet new friends on top of it. Just think of all the fun you can have, doing some simple modeling."

The older mare looked over the rim of her glasses with a frown across her face, her arms crossed under her ample bosom. "Pinkimena Diana Pie, how many times have I told you, I perfectly fine sitting at home in my chair knitting away while Igneous keeps the farm going. I'm not in a good mood from you signing me up for something I did not ask for." Her tone was sharp as a knife as she turned her head away shaking in disapproval.

Pinkie rolled her eyes again at the childish antics her mother displayed in public. "Trust me, mom, it won't be so bad, and the advertisement said you'd get paid for just doing the interview itself. So at least you make some bits for coming. The worst thing that happens is you don't fit what they want, the best thing that happens is you make something yourself and you get to be out of the house for the day." Her face turned into a pleading pout as she took hold of her mother's arm with both of her hands.

The grey mare closed her eyes, her temper starting to get the best of her before she turned to look into the innocent eyes of her daughter. She let out a soft snort before pulling one hand off her arm. "I'll do it this time Pinkimena, and next time you speak with me before you do something like this. Otherwise, you may find Hearthwarming not so pleasant. Now please remove yourself from me."

"Cloudy Quartz," shouted the receptionist from the desk. The mare sitting there watching as the older mare stand from her seat and approach the desk. "You're interviewer is ready to see you know. Take the elevator up to the third floor, follow the hallway and enter the second door on the right."

"Thank you, young lady," Cloudy said before turning back to her daughter and shaking her head once more in defeat at going along with the crazy plan she was dragged into. As the elevator door's closed, she pulled her glasses down to rub the bridge of her nose in frustration. She thought to herself about just explaining the whole problem with this person to settle this misunderstanding so she could make this all so brief. With a small ding, the doors opened again as she reached her floor. Following the instructions she entered the second door on the right, the room was sterile white walls, with a dark tile floor, on one wall was a black leather couch with a camera pointing towards it, with a desk on the other side with a window overlooking the grounds below.

Sitting at the desk was a light blue unicorn stallion with styled back brown hair who was flipping through a notebook. His sapphire blue eyes peeked up over the small black book as Cloudy opened the door to the room, with a friendly smile growing across his face. "Welcome, Mrs. Quartz, it's good to have you here today. Please come in and take a seat and shut the door behind you." He held his hand out gesturing to the couch.

Cloudy quietly shut the door behind her, gazing around at the pure plain room that she was standing in alone with a stallion she was not married to. "Ah, Hello, thank you." Her attitude shifted as her heart leaped into her throat as she looked over the clean shaved unicorn. Taking a spot on the couch she sunk into the soft cushions with her ravaging rump. "I don't mean to come off as rude, but I don't fully know why I'm here other than my knowledge of my daughter signing me up." Her face flushed red with some embarrassment as she tugged at the collar of her blouse.

The stallion gave her a questioning look as he listened to her, his mind filling with questions of his own. "Okay then, that makes this a bit more complicated than expected. Usually, those who come for these interviews are fully aware of at least the basics of what they are getting into." He crossed his arms and leaned back into his seat, looking at the ceiling and taking a few seconds to think further about what to do. "Well, I certainly can't force you to do anything you didn't willingly agree to, but I also can't pay you for an interview either if we end it here and I let you go."

Nodding in agreement, Cloudy watched the stallion rub his chin in thought. "Those were my thoughts as well. I told my daughter that it would be a waste of my time and certainly this is a waste of yours. I do apologize for the inconvenience she has caused."

"Oh no, that is not a problem at all. Things tend to happen that even we don't expect, but we're certainly not busy today." He stood up from his chair and made his way to the door, opening it for Cloudy. "Please, do enjoy the rest of your day. Don't worry yourself about this any further."

Cloudy stood up from the couch, the touch of the leather sending shivers through her as her hand left the sofa. She took a few steps before stopping just in front of the unicorn. She pulled her glasses down from her face and looked him in the eyes. "Well, I for sure will try to forget it, but before I go, could you entertain some questions for me, Mr..." her voice trailed off as she had yet to receive his name.

The surprise came to the stallion as he forgot to even introduce himself. "I'm Quill, Ink Quill. Where are my manners at, forgetting to introduce myself to a proper lady." He shook his head in the palm of his hand before gently closing the door back shut. "I'm more than willing to answer some questions for you Mrs. Quartz. You are the last appointment of the day so I can go as long as you want. Please, have a seat again and I'll answer all that I can."

Blushing profusely, the older mare gave a sheepish grin to Ink Quill. "Such a gentleman in this day and age is surprising to see. You can call me Cloudy if you wish Mr. Quill." She took a few steps back before turning towards the couch and taking her set. The soft and smooth texture of the leather against her hand again gave her a rush compared to the cold wood and warm wool she was used to back home.

Ink Quill took his seat and pulled it out from behind the desk, bringing it across from the couch to have a proper conversation with the mare. "So, Cloudy, what would you like to ask me? Anything at all that comes to mind?"

Giving her throat a slight clearing, Cloudy tried to contain her pounding heart as her nerves started to catch up with her. "A few things come to mind, such as what type of business this is, and what modeling one would be doing. Based on what my daughter mentioned from the ad of course."

The stallion looked at her for a few seconds, slight confusion on his face as he tried to piece together what was going through her mind. Realizing her daughter neglected to read the ad fully and only saw parts of it, he snapped back to a slightly shocked face. "I see, your daughter didn't fully read the advertisement. We're in the business of... how do I put it without sounding so crass."

"Please, just explain to me in the simplest of terms. I just want to know, so if you have to be crass, then I'd listen to it to have my curiosity quenched from its thirst for knowledge." Cloudy leaned forward a bit in anticipation of answers she sought, not realizing her bosom could be spotted through a small opening between her buttons.

"Well," Ink huffed trying to get the words from his throat. "We're a business in the adult entertainment industry focusing on what we call MILFs. That's why our ad asks for those who are of a more mature age." Ink Quill's nerves started to strangle him as his face turned red from having to explain a porno business to such an older mare who was clueless about anything related. He felt like he was teaching school children about sexual education for the first time, as he took a few seconds to bring himself back to the situation. "Our modeling is part of the job, along with acting as well in adult situations to fulfill fantasies of all who would partake."

Cloudy tilted her head slightly to the right, nodding slowly as she took in the information being returned to her. "Let me see if I get this straight. You do work for adult entertainment, with what I'd be classified as a "MILF" as you put it, with modeling and acting as part of the job to help others fulfill fantasies of said category." She took a few seconds to replay her words back and nodded again. "Seems understandable, but raises a few more questions such as what is a "MILF" and what type of fantasies are we talking about? I know most models and actors are ones others wish to be."

Ink Quill snapped his fingers a few times as he tried to keep himself relaxed as he thought through his answers, his eyes trying to avoid the small slit into the large mature breasts Cloudy sported. "A MILF is, an acronym for "Mother I'd Like to Fuck", usually they are from ages thirty to sixty and have had kids, otherwise they get the title of "Cougar" for the lack of children. As for fantasies, it's for sexual variety to let others have a good time. So in short we want older mares who are willing to show off their bodies and indulge in sex of different kinds."

A rush of adrenaline rushed through the old mare, as her heart skipped hard at the mention of sex. Her eyes were wide with shock at the answers to her question. She thought to herself how she would be considered this "MILF" material when most would not want an older mare, let alone her. Warmth spread through her body as she felt her groin tingle in a way she never thought possible, sweat beaded on her brow as her nerves shook in her. She swallowed the build-up of saliva that pooled in her mouth as she sat there in silence. With an exhale of her breath she asked, "So would you say I'm what you are looking for? Considering I've only had relations once with my husband and my four daughters came along."

"I... wait, four? You had sex once and had four daughters? That doesn't seem to add up." Ink Quill looked more confused than before with Cloudy's statement.

"Yes, four daughters. Quadruplets, even though they are each unique in their ways. After that one night that was the last Igneous touched me. So would I still fit in with what you would want for your business?" She crossed her leg over, lifting her long skirt with the motion to show off her smooth tone legs with brown stockings and black heels on her feet

Ink's face lit up with awe as he understood what was happened. "That makes much more sense now. Wow, that must have been one hell of a pregnancy though. We don't have much in terms of standards of skill, as amateurs and veterans are both welcomed and looked for. Being an amateur is better instead of trying to fake it for the camera. Now, are you saying you'd like to do a proper interview?"

Cloudy's face turned beet red as she turned her face to the side in a shy manner. "Well, I mean... it wouldn't hurt to at least do an interview now would it."

"It does involve having to get physical to see some of your skills. Just as a warning." Ink Quill stood up from his seat, giving Cloudy one last chance to walk away.

The words struck Cloudy one last time, breaking the solid wall she had held up as much as she could and melting her into butter. Here pussy aching for a stallion, juices leaking like a fountain from her into the groin of her panties. "I think I can handle that Mr. Quill." She gave him a sly grin as she sat herself up properly on the couch.

Ink Quill's horn lit up with his magic as it took hold of the black book he was looking through earlier, along with a pen, and another sheet of paper on a clipboard. "Well if that is the case, then I just need you to sign this NDA form, standard procedure to make sure you don't say anything and we don't do the same to affect your privacy. Everything that happens here stays here except using the video recording as a tool to select who we may need instead of calling everyone back in for another round of meetings." He passed the clipboard and pen to the mare as he took his seat again, crossing one leg over the other and using it as a small table for himself.

Cloudy held the objects in her hands as she read over the paper quickly. Everything was solid and lined up with what the stallion said. With a flick of her hand, she signed her name onto the page before handing the items back to the stallion. "There, all done. Now how does this all go?"

"Simple steps, we'll start with the questions, then move on to the physical aspect. From there you'll get paid with a check at the front desk." Ink took up his pen to the book, ready to write away notes from Cloudy's answers. "So let's start with the hard question. How old are you?"

"Well now, that certainly is a hard-hitting question to start with. Normally a lady wouldn't give her age to just anybody but seeing as what this is all about, I can't deny it. I am fifty-seven years old, turning fifty-eight in a couple of months." Cloudy's tone was easing up on the stiffness as her body adjusted to the hormones running through her.

With a few scratches of his pen, he looked back to the mare, a slight nod to her before he said, "That's a good age range. Not too young and certainly not too old. For my next question, what type of sex would be most interesting to you? Any position you prefer most?"

Cloudy sat there blinking, staring off into a void as her brain couldn't fully comprehend what was being asked. "What do you mean what type of sex? Isn't there only one for mating?" The look of confusion spread through her face as she tried to piece the puzzle together but couldn't fit the few remaining pieces correctly.

Ink Quill's eyes opened wide with a bit of awe at how unacquainted with the world Cloudy was. "Oh my, I... well now this is a bit awkward then. Well Cloudy, many ways of sex have been tried and chosen to be normal now. There is oral where either party uses their mouth against the genitals, breast play for those looking for that feeling from a mare, and anal where things with the butt are done from just rubbing against it to penetration. Each has advantages and disadvantages and some aren't for others."

Red-faced and struggling to find words, Cloudy's mind raced with implications of alternate sex instead of what she had experienced once. Images flashed through her eyes as she tried to picture herself doing some of these acts. Each one sent spine-chilling sensations through her body. "I...I...I wouldn't be able to say. It sounds interesting yet strange at the same time. Without any first-hand experience, it would be a mystery to myself." She wiggled her leg up and down in nervous anticipation as she tried to keep herself in line.

"Of course, with limited experience, it would certainly be different for yourself. Could you strip down to your underwear for me? I'd like to see some more things to ask a few more questions." Ink scribbled more into his notebook as he gestured with his other hand for her to stand up.

Cloudy swallowed a lump that formed in her throat, as she pressed her hands against the leather couch and lifted herself off the seat. Her body shook as she felt both guilt and joy in how things were turning out. "I guess I can do that. I don't know what it would do to ask more questions, but I don't know what is fully going on either." Her hands reached over to the center of her blouse as she started to undo the buttons, one by one, letting the white fabric fall to the side to show her big brown support bra, with polished shine reflecting off the light in the room. Small floral designs of lace of similar color ran along the underside of the cups and up to the straps. Pulling her arms out of her shirt, she set it down on the couch, next to where she had sat.

Ink Quill reached out to the big bosom Cloudy had on display. His hand caressed the smooth fabric of her bra as it gently ran between the cups over the black bow in the center before over to the other cup and stroking the lace fabric. He gave a small push to feel the weight of her breasts on his hand. He gave a small nod before taking a few more notes in his book.

Reaching behind her back, Cloudy reached for the zipper on her long skirt and pulled it down. Sticking her fingers down the side of the fabric, she wiggled her hips side to side as she pushed the tight clothing downward to let the leg drape to fall to the floor, leaving her waist-high support briefs of matching brown, with a black bow at the center waist, and brown lace over the front in two pillars from leg to waist. Her matching garter belt reached down and clipped to her stockings, with black bows on each side of the belt where the clips stretched down. Once finished with taking her clothes off, she reached with one arm over to the other, taking hold of it as her body felt the rush of excitement flow through her as she stood in front of a stallion in her undergarments.

"Well now, this is something most wouldn't come in with. We've had plenty of MILFs come in with the skimpiest clothing possible, but you're the first to come in with more traditional clothing, what some of the younger ones would call "Granny Panties"," as he quoted with his fingers. His magic pulled at the fabric and let the waistband snap back into place, his fingers working on writing. "I'd say you'd fit a few rolls perfectly with underwear like this. Especially a more traditional style look." Ink Quill stood up and walked around to behind Cloudy, taking a look at her royal rump pushing against the fabric prison of her panties, he gave it a poke with a single finger, feeling the flesh sink in against it. "You most definitely have a body most mothers would be jealous of too, with your big bosom and booty to match, those curves that your clothing hides as well, just make such a great shape."

Cloudy's face flushed full red with embarrassment and glee from the compliment for her plain-jane undergarments and unique body build. "Thank you, Mr. Quill, I do take care of myself as much as I can. It's all-natural as well. Never had a need to do anything crazy with it working on a rock farm."

Ink Quill finished his walk-around of the mare and stopped in front of her. His eyes wandered up and down her chest, looking between the cleavage she had that wasn't covered by the bra. "I can see that you certainly do. Now that you're down to your underwear I just have a few more questions to ask, and you already answered one of them. So with you being all-natural, your size is bigger than average which does bode well. Now if you had to wear skimpier than this would you be okay with that? Like a tiny g-string or thong with a micro-bikini bra?"

"Without a doubt, I would do it. I only wear these because of all the hard labor that is needed and I don't need something riding up my backside. I think wearing something new would do some good for me. Homelife has been dull, and though I wouldn't change much, I'd still like to try more than be stuck in the past forever like a painting." Cloudy turned her head back and forth looking at her panties and bra, feeling as if they weren't the best she could have had on, and tried to imagine herself in the smaller stuff her daughters wore.

"Well then, that sounds good enough for me. I'm done with questions for now. Now we do the physical portion of the interview." Ink Quill reached over and flicked on the camera, the red light glowing letting himself and Cloudy know it was on. "To start with, why don't you take a seat right on the couch, maybe rub your pussy a bit for the camera and we'll go from there."

Cloudy nodded her head to the command she was given, taking just a step back before lowering herself onto the leather seat, the coolness of the smooth surface tickling her now exposed body with its wrinkling texture against her bare flesh. She gave the camera a wave and smile before she ran her hand down over her bra, then belly, and finally stopped at the waistband of her panties. Her heart flickered nervously as she tried to remove Ink Quill from her vision and mind as she tried to masturbate in front of the camera. To her, it felt foreign, wrong, and even downright disgusting, but at the same time, it felt like she had power, that giving into herself was natural, and nothing would stop her from having her fun. With the decision made, she slipped her hand under the brown fabric and set her finger on her clit, and slowly rubbed on it.

Ink Quill kept his eyes glued to the mature mare as he backed up towards his desk. The sight of Cloudy moaning while teasing her clit was making him very hard under his pants. When he felt the furniture bump against his butt, he slid his way around the side and pulled open a drawer. He pulled out a few condoms and a cock ring and set them on the desk. His hands wandered down to slowly remove his pants so he wouldn't miss the show as Cloudy started to dip her fingers into her honey pot. His black cock popped out, bulging with veins from its girth, and sweat beading down the base and on his sack from the heat of the day's work. Taking the pink ring he slid it down his length to the base of his shaft, feeling the tightness clamp around and hold the blood flow to a slow. He picked up the condoms and made his way toward the mare who was now busy crying out in pleasure to her rapid fingering.

Plunging her fingers in and out of her soaking pussy, Cloudy moaned away as she tickled her clit with the return strokes. Her other hand now slipped up under her bra and teased at her nipples. The room faded away from her as she released the pent-up lust from years of neglect both personal and from her husband. It was a high that was far greater than any she had before that was overwhelming to the point of drowning in the ecstasy. Her eyes opened when the weight of Ink Quill was placed next to her on the couch, locking sight of his big black cock just inches away from her face. It twitched as it hung in front of her, the smell of the sweat and musk filling her nostrils with more of those lustful feelings.

"Well, you seem to be enjoying yourself much more than expected." Ink Quill gave a cheeky smile to the mare as she eyed his rod. "I think we should move further into the physical portion, so why don't you be so kind to show me what your mouth can do. You don't have to stop touching yourself, but don't ignore me." He ripped open a condom package, pulled out a yellow-colored rubber, and pulled it down over his shaft before putting his dick against Cloudy's face.

Nervously, Cloudy responded, "Ah... of... of course. How silly of me to not give such a gentleman some attention." She removed her hand from under her bra and moved it over to the condom-wrapped cock and pulled it down. The latex covering against her hand was another new feeling to experience as it changed what should feel like flesh into a different sensation. Moving her face closer to the dick, she stuck her tongue out and touched it to the rubber, the taste of a banana creampie surging over her tongue as it dabbled against the shaft. It felt strange using her mouth against a stallion's genitals, but somehow good on her tongue. After a few more licks she began to insert the mass into her maw, stretching her mouth wide to fit it in. Once she fit the tip in, she slid down the length until it reach the back of her mouth, just touching the edge of her throat, letting out a moan of pleasure as she dug her fingers into her pussy, sending vibrations along the shaft.

"Oh fuck... ya, that's pretty good for a first-timer. You certainly know how to use that tongue, but you should bob your head while doing that." Ink gripped onto the top of the couch to steady himself as the mare lapped away at his junk. With his instructions, Cloudy began to move her head up and down his dick while using her tongue to lick at any side it could as she moved. Ink moaned as the mare let go of his shaft and reached for his sack to feel the massive orbs that matched his big shaft. The fingers rolled his family jewels around as she felt the, playing with each of them, the weight heavy in her tiny hand comparison. "That's it, go ahead and feel around, nothing is off-limits for this."

Bobbing away on the dick, her mouth slowly stinging from holding her jaw open for so long, Cloudy kept up her work, removing her hand from the ball sack and starting to stroke near the base of the shaft to cover the bit she wasn't sucking. Her fingers worked tirelessly as they swapped between rubbing her clit and stroking her g-spot inside her now-soaked pussy. Eventually, her handy work paid off as her legs seized up, her eyes grew wide, and her pussy let out a torrent of ejaculate into the crotch of her brown panties, turning them much darker as the stain grew in size, her whole hand getting splashed with the spray of the sticky liquid. Her lungs tried to inhale but were blocked by the dick in her maw, causing her to vacuum suck on the cock, sending her mind into an explosive blast of adrenaline making her squirt even more into her panties, and giving Ink Quill an even better blowjob as it rattled his nerves from the intense change of the strength of suction.

Ink Quill took hold of the mare's head, holding her on his dick as she inhaled fiercely, having the vacuum-like suction going full force on his dick as he watch her panties stain from her orgasm. "Holy shit, that's crazy good. Keep that up and I'll... fuck." He couldn't hold out much longer as he released his load into the condom. The rubber container filled with his sticky white seed and inflated itself inside of Cloud's mouth as he shot spurt after spurt. The yellow latex stretched to hold all the cum he let go from his pent-up balls. His legs twitched as he tried to hold himself up as he drained his sack into the condom, with each second burning at his muscles.

Cloudy now dropping down from her orgasm, pulled her soaking hand from her panties, her body nearly drained of all energy as she breathed through her nose. The condom blocked her airway orally as Ink finished blasting his cum into it. The sweet taste of the banana was almost fully gone from the lubrication on it, leaving a plain rubbery taste. The stallion pulled the rubber out carefully from her mouth, letting the oxygen rush into her lungs, jolting Cloudy to a state of wakefulness from her near coma-like orgasmic haze. "I... oh... um... that was wonderful. Is that all?" She tried to form her sentence in the euphoric bliss that drowned her mind.

"Well it depends, if you want to do more we can, but it's not necessary." Ink Shrugged his shoulders as his erect cock throbbed in front of the mare's face, with a yellow balloon filled with gooey cum hanging off the tip of it.

"I want more, I want to experience some more new things. What was that other thing you talked about... anal I think it was. I'd like to try that, without one of those things you're wearing on." She poked the filled condom with a finger, feeling the warmth of the cum inside.

Ink Quill nodded to the older mare with a smile of delight. "Well, we can make that happen. Hold still for a second." He pulled off the condom, making sure to keep the contents inside before reaching behind her head with it and tying it around the narrow part of her bun, giving her hair a bright yellow balloon hanging from it. "There, now you've got a bright ray of sunshine to show off. Since we're going to continue, why don't you remove those panties and give the camera a nice close-up of the inside of them so anyone reviewing can see the damage you unleashed inside them, then we can move on to trying anal." He pointed to the tripod with the camera before using his magic to grab a small bottle of lube from the inside of his desk.

Cloudy got off the couch, her body shaking as her muscles were far gone, feeling like a toddler trying to stand for the first time. Once she found her footing though, she pulled down her panties, stepped out of the leg holes, and picked up the brown cloth. Holding them open to the lens of the camera to see them soaked to the bone with her marecum.

"Go ahead and remove your bra too, let those things free as they should," Ink said in an encouraging tone.

Reaching behind her back, Cloudy undid the hooks of her bra, sliding the brown breast holder off to the ground and letting her wrinkling breasts sag down with gravity. The massive size of her bosom had taken its toll with time, but still, they had an air of beauty to the majestic sight of the much-matured mare. She gave the camera a view of them for a bit before turning back around to Ink Quill and giving him an eyeful of them. "There we go Mr. Quill, as requested, here are my breasts. What do you think?"

Ink licked his lips at the sight before giving her a thumbs up. "Most beautiful, and certainly natural by just the looks alone." He gave the mare a wave to approach the couch again as his other hand held the open bottle of lube. "Now come on over and put your hands on the couch, and butt out towards the camera, wanna show off what you go while I prepare you for your first anal fucking."

Sauntering over in nothing but her garter, stockings, and heels, Cloudy reached the couch and leaned forward, placing her hands on the couch and sticking her ass up in the air as Ink asked of her. "Just like this, you say?" She looked up to the stallion who nodded in approval to her. Her body shivered with nervous joy as she mentally tried to prep herself for her first anal pounding ever, and it was only increased as the stallion took hold of one of her cheeks, spreading it open to show her still dripping pussy and tight little pucker to the camera. She felt his finger poke at the hole a few times before a cool gel drizzled down onto the hole and gave her a tingling sensation from the temperature of it.

With a single finger, Ink Quill spread the lubrication around the outside of the hole, making sure it was greased up enough for a first-time experience that would be welcomed instead of one that would be rough. Once satisfied with the work of the outside, he stuck one finger inside and pulled the hole open to drizzle more lube into the interior portion of her ass. "I know it feels just a bit weird, but I want to make sure you have a good time." When he let go of her ass after he finished his lubing, he gave the cheek a small slap and watched as the cheeks jiggled.

Cloudy let out a squeak at her butt being spanked like a child, and it gave her a great feeling of being dominated by one much better and stronger than her husband. Her clit winked and dropped out a few sprinkles of leftover fluid onto the floor. Ink's hands guided her around, getting her up onto the couch fully, and putting her face against the cushion while her ass was hoisted up for the stallion.

Ink grabbed the camera off the tripod and held it with his hand as he got behind the mare on the couch. "Alright, if we're going for first times, we might as well get you used to some of the terminology used as well. I'm gonna stick my cock up your asshole, it's gonna stretch real good, so take nice deep breaths and if you want me to stop, just say the word. Sound good slut?"

"Sounds reasonable, but the language seems just a bit crude." Cloud turned her head as much as she could to look up at Ink and give him a questioning eye from his tone.

"All part of the work. Now let's get you going with what a real whore would get." He took hold of the camera with his magic, aiming it towards Cloudy's ass, while his hands spread her cheeks apart, taking his dick in his hand, he lined up the massive shaft with her rear entrance and pushed. The tip expanded her ass wide with the penetration and elicited a sharp inhale from the mare. Her head snapped back, sending the condom attached to her hair with it spilling to the side of her neck. Ink didn't stop, he kept sliding his cock further in, waiting for Cloudy to say the word for him to stop, but it did not come, even when he reached the base of his length. With a prideful grin he said, "Fuck, you're tight, and taking it like a slut who's done it before. I must say, I'm impressed."

Cloudy gave a small chuckle to the stallion. "You push out four girls in a single day and you'd know the amount of pain that I can endure. Now show me what this whole anal thing is about, stud. So far it feels pretty bland with you just standing there."

Ink Quill slapped the mare's ass hard, leaving an imprint on her butt. "Well less talking, more fucking it is." He took hold of her hips and began to swiftly pound her pucker with his big cock. Her insides were warm and lubed, clenched against his girth as he stroked himself inside her body with his thrusts. The one feeling just as good as the last as he pumped his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm. "Ya, that's it slut, milk my cock with your fuck hole. Much better than just using a simple toy to get off."

Moans and slapping sounds filled the room as the two ponies went at it in a feral fashion. Ink Quill maintained his dominance over the mature mare, while Cloudy gripped onto the couch, letting the stallion rut her into oblivion. The rubbing of his dick inside her ass made her body purr like a cat. Her pussy started up again and leaked fluids as another orgasm began to build up. "Yes, yes, fuck me like the slut I am. Fuck my asshole with your big cock Ink. Don't stop for anything." Cloudy cried out as she felt a few more cracks to her ass-cheeks from his hand.

As Ink continued his anal pounding, a build-up of slightly discolored pre-cum formed near the base of his shaft. Almost the size of a marble in circumference and growing with each stroke of his dick inside. He caught it on film as Cloudy's butt pulled out each time he did. "Hey slut, I've got something building on my dick. You know what you're gonna do. You're gonna pull off and turn around and eat it." He gave the mare's ass one more slap before he stopped his thrusting in her with him buried to his base.

Cloudy's ass stung from the spanking she had been receiving through her ass fucking, and when Ink stopped that pain amplified as the pleasure had slowly dissipated. Her mind came down from her built-up orgasmic high and left her barren of that feeling. She crawled forward pulling her ass off Ink's cock, leaving a big pool of jizz at the base and a thin trail up to his medial ring. She turned around and crawled face-first to the shaft, taking in the small of his musk and her anal scent. She looked at the line and pool of cum on his dick, her mind told her to avoid putting it in her mouth but her libido screamed to just go for it. "So you want me to eat it?" She looked up with slightly pleading eyes.

"Yes, I want you to lick it off my dick and show me it in your mouth before you swallow it down like a good whore." Ink wiggled his dick back and forth in a teasing motion in front of Cloudy's face. The smell grew more as it sat in the open.

Giving a nod of compliance to Ink, Cloudy took a few more movements forward towards the massive length, the camera bearing down on her with its gaze. Sticking her tongue out she gave a little nip of the tip of the dick, getting the taste of her ass and the gel of the lube for a sample. It was bland with just a minor hint of something else, nothing too much to deter her further from fulfilling Ink's request. Moving closer to his medial ring, she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out as far as she could, setting it at the beginning of the thin line of cum, and started to scoop it up. Taking her time to build up as she ran her tongue along the shaft and getting the salty taste of the jizz built into her tastebuds, she reached the end and scooped the big puddle of cum into her mouth. Once she had it all gathered in her mouth at the base of her tongue, she opened it wide for the camera, a nice pearl-sized ball in total sitting there for the camera to see.

Ink watched the mare hold her mouth open for him to film the cum inside, a smile across his face as he took hold of her chin to move her face around just enough to get a good close-up of the deed before zooming out again. "Alright, be a good whore and swallow your treat and then get yourself back on my dick. Gonna bust inside that ass and then we can call it a day."

Cloudy gulped down the salty fluid, the slimy texture sending shivers through her as it ran down her throat. It was strange to ingest bodily fluids, but still, it felt like she was learning so much that she would never get it once she got home. When finished she opened her mouth again to show she had done as asked before turning back around and backing herself back onto Ink's dick. Taking initiative, Cloudy started to fuck herself on his dick, moving her hips back and forth riding the dick. After a little bit, she felt that high returning, building to another orgasm. Her fingers of one hand slipped between her legs as her face lay against the couch.

"Ya, that's it slut, ride my cock. You want it deep in that fuck hole of yours, don't you? Want me to cum right inside?" Ink continued his onslaught of taunts as he watched the mare do the work but at a slower pace. Cloudy only moaned in agreement as she took the length. Ink not fully satisfied with her speed took hold of her hips and started to ram his dick fully in at a much more rapid pace. Putting his weight onto her rump he started to fuck her just like a dog who hadn't mated in a while. "Fuck, take it, take it all you whore. Here comes your reward." He pushed himself deep into her ass, making sure he was all the way in before he exploded into his orgasm, spraying her insides with his cum.

"Yes, fill me, breed me, fucking destroy me!" shouted Cloudy. Her ass was relieved of some of the stinging by the cooling sensation of the warm cum unloading into her rectum. She worked her fingers hard against her clit while Ink came in her, leading her to have another orgasm herself. She squirted out between his legs and spray the couch with her marecum, and just nipped her fingers with the liquid. Screaming in pure pleasure, Cloudy's mind hazed over once again, her eyes rolled back in her head as her glasses slipped down off the bridge of her nose. The sound of the leather squeaking as they tried to keep themselves on by gripping the sofa.

Ink finished his load after a few more seconds of being in Cloudy, her squirting however was still having some spurts hitting the side of the couch behind him. Still impressed with her ability to spray and her endurance for being a first-timer doing everything. Once she had finished her orgasm, he pulled his dick out of her butt and moved off the couch to stand next to her, his dick covered with a good white coating of jizz. "Here, one last thing to do is clean up and we're good."

Cloudy still in a haze, opened her mouth and let him place the cock in. Her mouth just automatically went at the cum and cleaned it off. The taste no longer being a bother as she sucked it clean. Her body shook as she tried to hold herself up while doing the work. After a few seconds, she opened her mouth, and Ink pulled his now clean dick out.

"You did very well Cloudy, I'm very impressed with how much you did and lasted. Certainly well worth adding to our list of MILFs we could use in the future for work." He scratched down some notes on the notebook before removing the cock ring and setting the camera back on the tripod.

Moving around, Cloudy hung her lower half over the couch and picked up one of the condoms. She opened the packing and unraveled the red rubber and held it under her butthole. With a bit of pushing, she got the cum inside to push out into the latex object. Catching all the gooey goodness into the container and filling it just as full as the one hanging in her hair. Once done, she tied it next to the yellow one, leaving both in her hair. "Well, it was most certainly exhilarating of an experience and I think I will be coming back for some actual work. Get myself away from the rock farm for a few days."

Ink watched as Cloudy did her little finisher show, awe covering his face as his dick went flaccid. "Well, you didn't need to do that or still wear those. You can throw them away before you go. We do respect decency off set Cloudy."

"Oh no, I'm gonna wear my new trophies with some pride. I feel like a new mare after this. Something that waited but could never come out." She got her clothes back on, looking just as clean as she did when she arrived, minus the two swinging, filled condoms in her hair. "Now if you'll excuse me, Mr. Quill, I have my daughter to speak to on the matter of doing something without asking. I expect to hear word from your studio soon." She gave a curt bow before closing the door behind her.

The unicorn flopped into his chair, baffled by the mystery that was Cloudy Quartz and her crazy side. He shook his head and saw that the camera was still rolling. He rewound to the part where she pushed out the cum from her ass and repeated it over and over. His mind still scratching at what he may have just unleashed on Equestria.