Mashing Mom’s Buttons

Sweetie Belle had no idea what had gotten into Button, but she was certainly not complaining. He had become much more close and affectionate than he was before. Their longer kisses were more passionate, he would sometimes dip her for them, he soothingly stroked her back when they hugged. And the foot massages; Sweet Celestia the foot massages. He had hardly ever massaged her feet before, but now he did so frequently, and each time was like a moment from heaven.

And to top all that off, he became flirty. Not more flirty, just flirty in general, and good at it. It took Button years to recognize when Sweetie Belle was flirting in a way that wasn't blatantly obvious. And now, Sweetie Belle had to do double takes to make sure he was doing this intentionally. A few pinches and quick pats in a certain place, along with some stolen kisses, erased any doubts that Sweetie Belle had.

This made her much more appreciative of her coltfreind, as evidenced by them walking to his house, hand in hand, and nuzzling their heads. Sweetie Belle briefly wore a smug smile after catching a glimpse of Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon looking at them enviously.

The couple came to Button's house and entered, finding Love Tap carrying a basket of laundry. She was dressed in a form fitting t-shirt and loose pants, barefoot. "Hi sweetie. And Sweetie" Love Tap greeted the pair in a coy tone, giggling at her joke. The pair chuckled and rolled their eyes.

"Hey, mom."

"Hey Ms. Tap."

"I was just heading upstairs to put away these clothes, so I'll be out of your hair. Let you two have some alone time" Love Tap said implicitly, giving them an unsubtle wink. This made Sweetie Belle blush slightly. "By the way, Button, I saw you had a few clothes that needed washing, so I threw them in with mine. I'll put them in your room for you."

"Thanks, mom. You're the best."

"You're welcome, honey."

And in a move that made Sweetie Belle's eyes widen as her eyebrows furrowed, her coltfreind and his mother leaned in and gave each other a quick peck on the lips. The latter briefly brushing her tail on him made her blink a few times.

"Sweetie Belle?"

"Huh? What?"

"You were staring into space there for a few seconds. You okay?"

"Uh...y-yeah. It's just....what was that about?"

"What?"

"You and your mom kiss-"

"Oh, that. That's just a little thing we do. Like if we kissed each other on the cheek" Button explained rather nonchalantly.

"But it was on the lips."

"It's not that weird a thing for us to do. Or for different family members. I've seen you do that with Rarity."

"A...I mean, we haven't done that in a while. I guess I understand. It's just a little weird with how old you are now."

"Not for me, really" Button replied with a shrug. "After my dad left, me and mom got a bit closer. That small kiss thing just kind of happened, and we stuck with it. You don't think it's that's weird, do you?"

"Well...I guess not" Sweetie Belle replied after considering his explanation.

"Hey, if it's any consolation, she's not getting access to the good stuff." Button Mash raised Sweetie Belle's head by her chin with his thumb and index before putting on his dreamy face. "You're the only one with the cheat code for that, baby."

Sweetie Belle's mood changed with this gesture, now wanting to play along. She held back a scoff at Button's use of the nickname 'baby.' "How exactly am I cheating to get the so called good stuff from my coltfreind?"

"Your cuteness gives you an unfair advantage."

"Oh really? Well I'm not so sure I have been getting this good stuff you speak of. So how about you really show me? Whoa!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed as she found herself suddenly pulled forward. The next thing Sweetie Belle knew, she found herself laying on top of her coltfreind, somewhat haphazardly, as he lay on the couch.

"Ask and you shall receive." Sweetie Belle's cheeks were red as she pushed herself up by Button's moderate pecks to stare at him wide eyed. "Hm. Sweetie Belle used adorable blush," Button said before taking her chin is his hand. "It's super effective."

Sweetie Belle moaned as she gladly began making out with Button after he brought their lips together. Her tail flagged before wagging a few times. She could feel a sudden warmth developing in a certain area. It made her glad that she preemptively switched to panties of a not so thin fabric.

The young mare felt on fire as Button wrestled his tongue with hers, caressing her back, briefly giving her rear a squeeze. It took all her will power to not use her magic to rip off both their clothes. Thankfully she was able to maintain the fact that his mother was still in the house. Along with the fact that she wanted them to have their first time when it was perfectly legal, which was a time not too far way. She was planning for the night of their graduation dance, or a night soon after, before they went to college.

Love Tap meanwhile was upstairs in her room. She had already put Button's clothes in his room and had only a quarter left of her own to put away. A slightly muffled giggle from Sweetie Belle gave her a good idea of what she and her son were doing. That and it was what they usually did, much more often recently.

This made Love Tap chuckle and shake her head. Young love, she thought to herself before releasing a wistful sigh. She was reminded of when she would get up to similar things in her youth with her coltfriends, including her future (ex) husband.

Her mind began to wander with her nostalgia. Memories resurfaced, of the feeling of her coltfreinds hands on her body, their tongues exploring her mouth, the feeling of their stiffened stallionhood as she dry humped them. She bit her lip, not realizing she had begun to fold the same article of clothing over and over.

"Oh Button."

Love Tap was snapped out of her trance by Sweetie Belle's moan. It actually surprised her to hear it. She had never heard actual words spoken during their alone time. It made her curious to see what exactly could elicit such a reaction. So she placed the repeatedly folded article on her bed and exited her room.

Love Tap walked down the hall to the top of the stairs and stopped. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she bent down to catch a glimpse. What she saw made her eyes widen and her eyebrows shoot up. Button and Sweetie Belle on the couch, basically all over each other while still clothed, and not at an exagerratedly fast pace. She unconsciously got down on her knees and bent forward to get a better view. Thankfully Button had his eyes closed and Sweetie was facing the other way.

Button's hands roamed over Sweetie Belle's back like air, momentarily going to her behind and legs. He pinched a few times, making Sweetie Belle giggle. The way his head was tilted, Love Tap could tell he was giving Sweetie's tongue a deep massage with his own. Sweetie Belle's legs slowly writhed back and forth, clearly indicating a desire in her young marehood. Her tail was straight in the air, wagging to and fro. And then Button squeezed her small, pert behind.

"Ooh, Button. I love the way you touch me" Sweetie Belle moaned, leaving Love Tap completely enraptured. The latter unaware that Sweetie Belle's young pheromones and her own escaping ones were having an effect on her.

Wow. This is kind of...hot, Love Tap thought, her interest growing a great deal. She instinctively adjusted herself to be laying on her stomach, and continued watching the couple while mostly hidden. I had no idea my Button could be so...passionate. Sweetie really is a lucky girl to be his marefriend. I wish I still had something like that. Somepony to hold me, and kiss me...and touch me. Love Tap's hand slowly began traveling from under her stomach to slip into her pants. Just like that, she thought to herself as her focus shifted to Button's actions.

That would be nice. Heavenly even. She turned to lay on her side, her eyes slowly closing as she lost herself, her hand allowed to progress further. It slipped into her panties and began rubbing the space just above her heating pussy, each rub bringing her fingers closer to it. To have somepony touch me. Rub me. Kiss me. Just like...

"Button."

zzzz zzzz

The vibrating noise brought Love Tap back to reality, causing her to bolt upright into a sitting position. She sat and listened to find out what the noise had been, not registering that her hand was still deep in her pants.

"Mm, Rarity texted me. She's expecting me back home" Sweetie Belle said in a disappointed tone after checking her phone. "I don't wanna go."

"I don't want you to go either. But you probably should. You wouldn't want her getting worried, especially with how dramatic she gets."

"No kidding. To be continued?"

"You know it. Let me see you out." Love Tap stood and made for her room as quickly and as quietly as possible. "Oh, I think I might've unhooked your bra."

"Huh. You did. I didn't even notice" Sweetie Belle said as she used her magic to re-hook her bra. "See you tomorrow, Buttons."

"See you tomorrow, Sweetie." Button and Sweetie exchanged one last, loving kiss, with tongue before the latter departed.

They were unaware that Love Tap had been watching from her window. The brief glimpse she got of their tongues made her knees buckle, and set her off. She quickly moved the clothes basket off her bed and threw herself onto it. She began to furiously finger herself as she lied on her back, her fingers slick with liquid arousal.

"Oh my god" Love Tap moaned heavily. A brief moment of clarity came to her, and she flipped herself onto her stomach, her legs spread wide. She buried her muzzle into a pillow that she hugged with her free arm, muffling her loud moans. "Mmf! Yes! Ah ha!"

The fuse was burning faster than it ever had in Love Tap's life. She needed the relief, desperately. And despite her fingers doing the job, it didn't feel like enough for her marehood. She wanted more, more inside her, and not from a marital aid. She wanted real stallion dick, filling her up, pumping in and out of her. The dick of a young, passionate, loving stallion, loving her like no one ever had.

These desires began forming an image in her head, very similar to what she had seen on the couch. Herself on top of this perfect stallion, bare naked, bouncing on his stallionhood. And as she and her imagined self neared the end, the stallion took form into-

"BUTTON!"

Love Tap came into her hand with a few splatterings of clear fluid, her inner walls constricting around her fingers as she reflexively humped the bed. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" She continued crying her ecstasy into the pillow as her hips went back and forth, her fingers giving her insides a rub each time they came forward. Her addled mind imagined her and Button kissing in their post coital bliss, causing her to kiss the pillow briefly. "Mm. Mmmm."

Once she came down from her orgasm high, it dawned on her what exactly she just did. She had masturbated to the thought of her son, to the point of very pleasurable orgasm. The fact of it being her son left her astounded. But as she lightly rubbed her inner walls, causing a small shiver from the after pleasure, something else stood out to her much more.

She didn't find it wrong at all. In fact, she loved it. And she decided she needed much more.