Velvet froze at the knock at the door, her muscles stiffened with fear as her heart felt like it had jumped out of her chest. She had been so caught up in being able to finally have sex with Spike she had forgotten they weren’t alone in the house. Outside it could either be Twilight checking in or worse her husband back from work.

“Honey, are you in there?” Her husband asked confirming her worst fears.

Trying desperately to keep her voice calm and normal she answered the door. “I’m in here honey, don’t come in.”

It was hard to keep her voice from cracking as Spike, the cheeky devil that he was, hadn’t kept his hands off of her. And the married MILF didn’t want him to keep his hands off of her, she had waited too long for this.

“Don’t worry dear I won’t come in,” Night Light assured her gently. “But can you come out, please? I hate talking to a door.”

“Oh um certainly. One moment,” she gasped. Her reluctant hands pushed Spike’s hands away from her magnificent tits and shuffled to the door. She opened it by the tiniest cracks, and poked her head in through, careful not to show him her naked body.

“Sorry dear what can I help you with?”

“I was just wondering when dinner was going to be ready. It’s your night to cook,” he said pleasantly surprised. Velvet had forgotten all about dinner, what did something as trivial as dinner matter when Spike wanted to fuck her at long last.

“Oh um, that. I’m sorry dear it just slipped my mind and- AH!”

She was distracted by her son’s hands grasping onto her ass, seizing a full handful of flesh in each claw as his thumbs started to stretch out her pussy. She could feel the fresh air tingling against her exposed insides, causing her body to quiver.

“Are you alright dear?” Night Light asked, his voice gentle but concerned.

“Just PEACHY dear,” she squealed. She tried to signal Spike by shaking her ass at him, but whether that was a warning or an invitation even she didn’t know. It didn’t deter her son however, no if anything she only encouraged him. “Sorry about dinner dear, I’ve just been distracted- OH FUCK!”

Something big was being slid into her, something much bigger than Spike’s fingers. Something big, scaly, round and powerful and it didn’t take a genius to know what it was.

Spike’s cock was in her, she was being fucked by Spike! How many times had she fantasised about this? She was like Scarlet Robin in her books, the MILF who spoiled her son with sexual favours. Being used for her dragon son’s pleasure. It was so good.

“Velvet? What’s going on? Are you sure you’re okay?” Night Light asked, starting to get worried.

“I’m fine dear, just I bit-AH- stressed.” She made a smile that looked like it had been screwed onto her face painfully as she desperately strangled any gasp of pleasure that threatened to escape from her throat.

“Is there anything I can do to help dear?” He asked naively but Velvet shook her head. She knew that there was no way her husband could help her with her real problem. They had tried in the bedroom so many times but each time nothing. Nothing until Spike grew up and Velvet imagined that it was him who was fucking her.

“No- nothing you can help with dear.”

A particularly deep thrust rippled throughout her whole body like a wave, pleasure tickling every cell in her body. Already she gave into her first orgasm, only by screwing her lips shut and biting down on them hard enough to draw blood.

“Is dinner going to be long then?” Night Light asked as his stomach rumbled.

“It’ll be… it’ll be…” Velvet gasped, her mind falling apart as Spike thrust into her faster and faster. Her body was shaking now as Spike slammed into her repeatedly sending her mind into a lusty haze. How could she care about anything as trivial as dinner?

“There are some leftovers in the fridge you can have.”

“But that’ll be cold.”

“Sorry dear too busy tonight,” Velvet gasped before hastily slamming the door in his face. She tried to remain quiet until she heard him leave but Spike had not slowed his efforts in the slightest, and Velvet could no longer resist letting soft moans from escaping her throat. Thankfully she could hear her husband leaving and soon she was screaming in pleasure.

“OH FUCK SPIKE! You’re lucky that my husband is so-so naive!”

“A slave shouldn’t talk back to her Master,” Spike said, taking her shoulders into his hands and pulling her back so that she arched forward. His cock still pumping into her, flesh smacking against her soft asscheeks. “And besides you enjoyed that.”

“Oh yes Master, I admit it! I loved every second of it! He never cared about sex and he wasn’t good at it! Not like you!”

“Then let’s take this to the bed.”

He pulled out of her, but that wasn’t to say that he had finished. He guided Velvet to the bed and with a gentle shove she fell back onto the bed. Not wasting any time Velvet spread her legs open. A gushing waterfall awaited him, desperate to be reunited with his cock.

“Please Master Spike, let your mother slave feel your wonderful cock. Please I’m begging you to fuck me! Fuck me in a way that my husband never could! Please!”

Requiring no further invitation Spike thrust into her. An ear-piercing scream of delight rang out of the room as he did so. Her gigantic tits swayed almost rhythmically as they crashed between her chin and her stomach.

“You’re such a slut Mom. I bet you’ve been waiting for this for a long time.”

“Yes, Spike! Yes! So long!”

“I know you were spying on me in the shower when I became an adult. Weren’t you? Didn’t you always masturbate to me when I was inside? Watching me from behind the door?”

Velvet’s face was already red with arousal, but now the embarrassment was mixed in making her face completely scarlet. “Yes, Spike I did! I’m such a perverted mother!”

“That's why you wrote those stories. Tell me what you were thinking of when you wrote them.”

“AHH! I was thinking of you, Spike! Those were my fantasies of you! I wrote of my dreams of spoiling you with every sexual pleasure I could think of. Of you using me for my holes at your discretion.”

She clenched her cunt around his cock and wrapped her legs around Spike’s waist pulling her deeper onto his cock. Her hands pressed her tits together, pawing at her nipples to further stimulate her.

“Did you read my stories, Master? Did you read ‘The Next Generation?’ The one where Scarlet Robin trained her daughters to serve her dragon son? I did the same with Gleaming and Twilight, in secret of course. Not even they know it, but I hired that slut Cadence for a reason. Maybe we could see those lessons paid off?”

“It seems you’ve forgotten something Mom,” Spike said leaning forward so that his breath touched against her fur. Said fur stood on its end as she listened, her hands fell to her sides as Spike took her tits into her own hands. “I’ve already fucked Twilight, she’s already my slave. Gleaming and Cadence too, every woman in my family belongs to me. And now so do you!”

She exploded, she screamed, she came. As did her Master, thick vats of cum poured into her cunt as she writhed in the afterglow of the first orgasm of her life.

"That...was incredible Master. The first time I've really been satisfied. Your cock is truly worthy of worship," she murmured, smokey eyes beaming up at her Master.

"Glad to hear it, but I'm still not satisfied," Spike said which was still semi-erect. He collapsed into a chair and on shaky legs Velvet made her way over. "How may I help Master?"

"Just a handjob, I still want to talk to you."

"Your wish is my command," she answered demurely. Her hands stroked along his cock, still sticky with his cum. Velvet couldn't wait till she could lick her fingers of that sweet ambrosia. "How can I help you?"

"Twilight said you're the Minister of Education."

"Oh that, yes well it's mostly a formality thing. But it did help Twilight become Celestia's student, and lead me to adopt you so I have no regrets. Mostly I stamp whatever Celestia hands me, though quite a few ponies have tried to bribe me to do various illicit things. Naturally, I rejected them every time."

"And what if I asked you to do certain illicit things with that position?"

"Why Master I am a pony of principle," she gasped mockingly, placing a hand on her chest as if offended. "Are you asking if I would think of breaking Celestia's trust and abusing my position just for your dick?"

Then her eyes became smokey with passion and her smile became sly. "Because I absolutely would Master, without question."

Author's Note

Voting time again, this time for the next character in Canterlot. I intend to add Octavia to the list since I could reasonably see her arc taking place in both Canterlot and Ponyville but I won't make a habit of this. In other news, the commission for the Sunset/Spike hatchling is almost done, but that won't come into play until a lot later.

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