The Highest Form of Flattery
Twilight Velvet took the last of the family's laundry from the clothes dryer. She took each article from the basket and folded them, sorting them on the washroom counter by to whom they belonged. Among the clothes was Twilight Sparkle's school uniform, as well as her more... intimate items.
Velvet held up her daughter's panties in her hands for just a moment. There was nothing particularly risqué about them. By any objective measure, they were rather plain bikini style bottoms, in the dull lavender that suited Twilight's complexion. The same for her bra. Their shape was the very model of practical functionality over aesthetic form. She smiled. It suited her daughter's personality. Though she couldn't decide if she was more relieved, or regretful.
On the one hand, she didn't want Twilight to be some promiscuous girl. "Heaven knows I started way too young," Velvet mused of her youthful days. Still, everything turned out okay. She didn't regret it. But a part of her did regret Twilight missing out on sowing her wild oats.
With the last of the laundry folded, Velvet carried each stack to their respective rooms. She placed Twilight's folded uniforms on top of her dresser. With so many identical sets... Velvet chewed her lip, "She wouldn't notice one missing." Besides, she's going to be out all evening!" She took it back to her own bedroom and laid it out on her bed.
Velvet's heart raced as she stepped out of her house clothes in front of her full-length dressing mirror. She turned around and looked at the school uniform ensemble, realizing that she had also grabbed a set of Twilight's matching undergarments with it. She smirked. "Oh, why not?" She kicked off her panties and unclasped her bra, sending both onto the bed. She took a moment to admire her nude form in the mirror with pride. Even after having two children, she was still in great shape for a woman of her age. All those hours at the gym doing cardio, calisthenics, and yoga had been paying off.
In getting dressed, she started with the violet, knee-length socks with the pink ribbing at the top. Next was Twilight's plain, lavender panties. They weren't particularly flattering, but neither did they look bad on her. Her daughter's bra was a different matter. Velvet wheezed after clasping the strap as she tried to squeeze her breasts into the smaller cups. They just barely managed to cover her nipples as her breasts threatened to nearly spill out.
The same with Twilight's blouse, which failed to fit a woman of her maternal thiccness. She left it unbuttoned to spare breaking the fasteners. At least her skirt was close, but still tight around her hips. She reached behind herself to button the strap over the dock of her tail and admired Twilight's cutie mark embroidered on the pleated skirt. It made her feel younger to wear it.
"Oh Twilight, you could be so hot if you wanted to be," Velvet mused. She reached over to the other side of the skirt to unfasten the other button, slipping her hand beneath the waist of the skirt to idly rub her pussy through the panties, getting them damp with her excitement. She shivered as she imagined Twilight doing this to herself just like this.
"Uhh... Mom... Why are you wearing my...?" Twilight Sparkle's voice trailed off.
Velvet quickly pulled her hand out of her skirt and covered her chest with her arm on reflex. She blushed as she looked back at her daughter standing in the bedroom doorway, wearing an identical outfit.
"Oh, uh..." Velvet tried to think of something quickly. "Just playing a little dress up."
Twilight looked at her mother's clothes and underwear on the bed, and then at the exposed lavender strap of her plain panties and too-small bra on her mother, barely containing her chest. "With my underwear?"
"Well, uh..." Velvet stammered. "To- to complete the look!"
Twilight walked over and picked up her mother's bra and held it in front of herself. She frowned at seeing just how much extra space there would be if she were to try to wear it. "For Nightmare Night?" Twilight asked.
Was that tonight? She had completely forgotten.
"Yes- Yes exactly!" Velvet jumped on the convenient answer. "As a Nightmare Night costume!"
Twilight put her mother's bra back on the bed and almost reached for the panties before thinking better of it. She stood there awkwardly and looked at her mother, standing even more awkwardly, looking back at her, waiting for her to say something, or just leave so they could both forget about this whole thing.
"I... I thought you were out for the evening," Velvet said, trying to change the conversation to anything else besides the the current situation.
"I thought so too, but he decided to cancel our date to go to the buckball game without me instead."
"He?" Velvet asked.
"Uhh... my boyfriend."
Velvet's phone buzzed on her dresser. She picked it up and looked at the text. "The Nightmare Night Candy Bowl game?" she asked.
"Yeah, how'd you know?" Twilight asked.
"Apparently your brother got a pair of tickets, and he's at the game with your father," Velvet said through her teeth. "And you know how that's going to go!"
Twilight nodded. "Yeah..." It would be the two of them shuffling home at three in the morning from the after-game party, stumbling drunk and passing out downstairs on the living room floor or the couch. But as quickly as the distraction came, it passed, and it was back to the two of them standing there awkwardly. "So... why?" she asked, pointing at her. "Why... this?"
Velvet blushed harder. "Well, you know, on Nightmare Night you dress up as your hero!"
Twilight raised an eyebrow. "I'm your hero?"
"Well sure!" Velvet said. "You saved the world from the Everfree Guy."
"Gaia Everfree," Twilight corrected. "And it was just Gloriosa with Equestrian magic she couldn't control."
"Right... well... that!" Velvet said. Twilight was visibly unconvinced of her mother's dubious explanation. Velvet knew her daughter was no dummy, and she wasn't buying it. "So, um... tell me about this boyfriend of yours! I didn't even know you had one. That must be nice."
Twilight sighed and sat on the edge of Velvet's bed, "It's nice..."
Velvet could tell from the tone of Twilight's voice that there was more. "But..?"
"It's nice but... there are things about it... about him that could be better."
"Like what?" Velvet asked, sitting next to her on the mattress, happy to move out of her sightline.
"I mean, it's great. He's great. Most of the time. But when we do... stuff..."
"Stuff?" Velvet asked.
"Yeah, you know, stuff, like... you know," Twilight made an implying motion with her hands.
"You've been having sex?" her mother asked. Her tone was plainly academic, without the scolding tone of judgement.
"I'm eighteen!" Twilight said quickly. "And we're responsible! We use protection and stuff for that."
"Well, that's good I suppose," Velvet said. "So what's the problem?"
"Well, when we do that stuff..." Twilight started to say, "It's usually me doing the... doing it."
"You mean like being on top?" Velvet asked.
Twilight blushed. "No, I mean like..." she pantomimed a stroking motion in front of her mouth and stuck her tongue in her cheek.
"Ah. He likes blowjobs."
Twilight blushed harder. "Yeah."
"Well, really, what guy doesn't?" Velvet asked rhetorically. "Is he forcing you to do that when you don't want to?"
"No, NO!" Twilight said quickly. "He would never! And it's not that I don't like doing that..."
"But..?"
Twilight shrugged. "But... I just wish he would... you know, return the favor a bit more often."
"Ah, I see," Velvet said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Well, I wish I could say that your problem is unique, but unfortunately it is all too common, believe me."
"Does Dad-?" Twilight cut off her own question before she could finish asking it. Even as a scientist, she was wise enough to understand that there was some knowledge that she didn't need to know. Unfortunately, Velvet extrapolated her query.
"He does," Velvet said candidly. "But I will say that it did take quite a bit of training. No man is going to know your body like you do. That's why an important part of any relationship is communication."
"Right. I know that."
"Have you ever considered a... girlfriend?" Velvet asked.
"Yeah," Twilight admitted. "I... I would if... I mean I would have if... Maybe someday."
"Well, in the meantime, there's other things you can do to make it more enticing," Velvet said. "Hearth's Warming gifts are more enjoyable when they're wrapped in something pretty," she implied. "I know plain cotton is comfortable, but..." Velvet picked up her lacy panties off the bed and looked at Twilight through the sheer material before she held them out to her.
"What? Do you want me to try them on!?"
Velvet shrugged. "You've never tried on each others things at a friend's sleepover?"
"Well, yeah, but..."
"Just feel the material," Velvet said. Twilight's earlier curiosity returned, moving her hand faster than her thoughts. She held the elastic band of her mother's panties between her fingers before touching the body of the silk fabric, finding it to be quite smooth and pleasing to the touch. She stood up suddenly. Velvet felt her stomach do a flip, like she had crossed a line and Twilight was about to storm out, never to speak to her again. But Twilight just froze there for a second trying to decide what to do next.
Twilight looked at the doorway and back again, "Should I..?" she tried to ask. Before Velvet could even guess at what Twilight was asking, she just set the panties on the bed before reaching up under her skirt to pull hers down before she lost whatever courage she had gathered. A familiar pair of plain lavender panties fell down to Twilight's ankles and she stepped out of them before picking up Velvet's from the bed and pulling them on. After a moment of fidgeting, she took her hands out from under her skirt.
"So um... how do they feel?" Velvet asked.
Twilight shifted her hips from side to side and sat back down. "About the same, I guess. They're a little..." Twilight didn't want to say 'loose'. "I think I'm a bit too thin for them."
Velvet smirked. "I'm not ashamed of my thick thighs, Twilight, or my child-bearing hips. Though on that note, I suppose I ought to give these back before I stretch them out." Velvet stood up and did the same move, reaching up under the skirt to pull down the plain, lavender panties. She placed them on the mattress and sat back down next to Twilight.
"Right... well..." Twilight trailed off, glancing at the noticeably-darker section of her lavender panties. She picked up Velvet's bra again. "I don't need to try this on to know it's not going to fit." She cupped her modest chest with her hands in disappointment before looking over at Velvet's breasts nearly spilling out.
Velvet looked down at herself and chuckled. "I suppose I could have said the same thing." She shrugged off Twilight's blouse and reached behind herself to unclasp the very tight bra.
"Mom!"
Velvet held the cups in place with her arm once it was unclasped. "What? You have a mirror. It's not like you've never seen boobs before." Velvet took a deep breath. "At least now I can breathe."
"I wish mine were..." Twilight started to say.
"No, you don't," Velvet said. "Be happy with what you have."
"Guys love big boobs," Twilight said.
"Boys love big boobs," Velvet corrected. "Two handfuls is all you need." Twilight looked down at her two filled hands. "Anything more than that is just..." Velvet sighed, "extra."
Twilight looked at her mother. "Are they heavy?"
Velvet smirked. "Do you want to find out?" Twilight balked. "Heavy is subjective. I go to the gym. My idea of heavy is different than yours."
Twilight just sort of held out her hands dumbly. "So do you want me to just..."
Velvet turned her back to her, to let her reach around to cup them from behind, as though they were her own. Twilight didn't overthink it. She shifted over on the mattress and reached around, under her breasts to try to lift them. At the last moment, Velvet dropped the bra, letting Twilight cup her bare breasts. Twilight was appalled for just an instant before Velvet put her hands over Twilight's on her breasts before she could pull them away.
"Oops!" Velvet said in a playful tone, looking at Twilight in the mirror with a coy smirk to match. Twilight's eyes darted down to her mother's dark areolas around her nipples and she stared far longer than she meant to. Velvet was content to just sit there and let her gawk for as long as she liked. Twilight blinked and then noticed her mother's eyes looking at her staring. She looked away first and then tried to pull her hands away again.
"No, go on," Velvet insisted, lifting Twilight's hands with her own before letting go, letting her feel the heft of her cantaloupes in her palms. They weren't enormous, but they felt like they dwarfed Twilight's apples. Envy aside, she could see why her mother lamented carrying them around all day. "They weren't always like this. Have a couple kids yourself and yours will go up a cup size or two as well."
"Yeah..." Twilight was barely listening, focusing instead on the boobs filling her greedy palms. Velvet put her hands over Twilight's again, finger for finger. Twilight expected her to lift them away. But instead, as though reading Twilight's mind, she slid her hands up just slightly, pressing Twilight's thumb and index finger together on her nipple, giving them a light pinch. Twilight didn't question it and took the initiative to keep doing it on her own without prompting. After breast-feeding two kids, her mother's nipples were like pencil erasers poking out from areolas the size of silver dollars.
Velvet's eyes watched Twilight's in the mirror, fixated on her areolas. She slowly parted her legs and waited. After a long moment, Twilight's eyes darted down in the mirror and she realized that she could see right up the skirt her mother was wearing and that she still wasn't wearing panties. She tried to not let her reaction show. She looked at Velvet's eyes like a kid with her hand in the cookie jar. But Velvet just looked back at her with that same coy grin, making no effort to close her legs.
It became a game to Velvet. What was she going to have to do to get Twilight to crack? How far could she toe the line? With Twilight's hands going on their own, Velvet took a free hand and slowly slid it inside the waistband of her skirt. She knew Twilight could see her finger sliding in between her thighs. And Twilight knew that Velvet knew that she could see her. But Twilight pretended that she couldn't see, and Velvet pretended to believe that she couldn't see.
For a while, Velvet was content to let her daughter grope her breasts while she played with herself. Emboldened, Velvet slowly pulled her hand out and placed her other hand over Twilight's. She slid it down away from her breast, placing her palm on her abdomen for a long minute. Both of them just waited to see who would chicken out first. Velvet nudged Twilight's hand until the tip of her pinkie was just underneath the waistband of the skirt.
It was an invitation.
Velvet could see Twilight chewing her lip in thought before she moved her hand down just a slight bit to make sure she didn't misread the signal. Velvet used her thumb to lift the waistband just slightly, giving her easier access, and removing any doubt.
Twilight moved her hand lower, closer. The only thing holding her back was her own inhibitions. They both gasped as her finger grazed the top of Velvet's damp vulva. The basic architecture was familiar enough, but to touch it on another person was such a new experience for her. From her position behind her she unfortunately didn't have much reach, nor the right angle to do much exploration beyond rubbing the little nub of her mother's clitoris.
Not that Velvet was complaining. Twilight knew her own body well enough to know just how good even small movements could be. She knew that sometimes less was more. It was a subtlety that her boyfriend lacked. And in knowing how good it felt for herself, she was able to do well in making someone else feel good in the same way. Although strangely, she felt what must have been the same compulsion that her boyfriend feels, wanting to eschew subtlety for a more direct approach to her exploration. But alas, her arm could not go any further.
Velvet could sense Twilight's frustration. She put her hand on her wrist and Twilight froze, expecting a scolding all along. But Velvet didn't move her away with any force. It was only a call for patience. Twilight pulled her hand out of her skirt and Velvet got up. Topless, wearing only the skirt and leggings, Velvet sashayed around the bed to sit behind Twilight, effectively switching positions. Velvet reached around Twilight and placed her hands on her thighs, looking at Twilight's eyes in the mirror, waiting for her permission.
Twilight waited for a moment, but understood. She placed her hands over her mothers and moved them up to her chest. Velvet needed no other prompting, gently squeezing the perfect handfuls of Twilight's boobs through her shirt and bra. Her hands remained on her chest only briefly before moving around her sides to her back, rubbing down to the hem of her shirt. She slipped her fingers up under the back of her shirt and simply unclasped her bra without moving it.
Twilight watched in the mirror as her mother moved her hands under her shirt, along her skin, returning to the cups of her bra, giving them another light squeeze with one less layer of fabric. Unclasped, they were loose enough for her to slip her fingers up under the bottom of the cups to touch her bare chest.
Velvet's voluptuous breasts were soft and squishy, a tactile delight to Twilight's groping hands. In Velvet's hands, her daughter's pert breasts were firm and shapely. Her areolas were small and puffy along with the small bumps of her excited nipples. Twilight's hands moved to her chest suddenly, making Velvet pause, worried that she had pinched a bit too hard. But Twilight only started to unbutton her blouse. Velvet stopped just long enough to help get the garment off her. But Twilight left her unclasped bra hanging on, holding it with a free hand.
"I just wanted to feel you..." Twilight said, "against my back." Velvet smiled and leaned closer to press her breasts against her daughter's bare back.
"Like this?" Velvet asked.
"Mhmm," Twilight purred, feeling the warmth of her bare skin against hers.
Velvet wrapped her arms around Twilight's midsection again. "More?" she asked.
"Mhmm," she nodded.
Velvet moved her hands back up under Twilight's bra to cup her breasts again with her hands, gently squeezing them and lightly pinching her nipples. Twilight realized that her mother's hands were doing a better job of covering her breasts than her bra was. After a moment she shrugged off the shoulder straps and let the bra fall away.
"There you go. You don't need to be modest," Velvet said. She moved her hands underneath to lift her breasts on display in the mirror. "You have beautiful tits, sweetie."
Twilight blushed at her mother's awkward praise, and muttered something grateful through her embarrassment.
Velvet's hands slid down from Twilight's chest to her abdomen where she waited. Twilight slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt to let Velvet get the tips of her fingers inside. The first thing that she felt was the silk material of the borrowed panties. She ran her finger against the outside of it, feeling the vague contours of her vulva underneath. As with everything, she proceeded slowly, lightly, before pressing through the material more firmly, into the crease of her sex.
Twilight shifted her thumb under the hem of her skirt to pull at the strap of the panties. Velvet did her best to hide her smirk from her eager beaver. She shifted her hand to slip her fingers underneath the silk panties and...
"Oh!" Velvet said out loud in surprise, feeling the thick patch of Twilight's pubic fur. Eager beaver indeed.
"What!?" Twilight asked nervously.
"Nothing," Velvet said, trying to keep the amusement from her face as she snaked her finger through Twilight's pubic jungle. "It's just... in the current year, I wasn't expecting you to be au natural."
Twilight's nervous blush turned to genuine embarrassment. "Yeah, I know, I just... It's not like it's on purpose. I'm just nervous being... down there with a razor."
Velvet's fingers fished around into Twilight's bush. "You might want to start with a machete," she teased. Twilight huffed at her. "I'm kidding!" she said, trying to save the mood from being soured. "Say, how about a makeover?"
"I'm not really a makeup person," Twilight said.
"I mean more for..." Velvet wiggled her fingers, "this."
"You mean you want to... shave it for me?" Twilight asked.
"Well, I'd definitely start with a trimmer," Velvet said, without teasing. "That is, if you want." Twilight chewed her lip for a second. "Come on, let's go to the bathroom."
Velvet disentangled herself from her daughter and stood up to take her by the hand. Twilight looked up at her topless mother extending her hand, and followed along, just as topless, watching Velvet's butt move under her skirt as she walked. She directed Twilight to sit on the wide edge of the bath tub while she went into the bathroom cupboard to get the needed things. A new, disposable shaving razor, shaving cream, and a fine trimmer.
Velvet tested the trimmer, finding the battery well-charged before turning back around to look at Twilight. "You might as well..." she pointed at the rest of Twilight's clothes. Twilight hesitated for a second but stood back up to unbutton the clasp on her skirt and pulled it down, along with Velvet's silk underwear.
Velvet just took a moment to admire her daughter's natural beauty. The thick triangular patch of her violet pubic fur matched her hair, even with the streak of pink hair running through it. "It's almost a shame to destroy something so beautiful," Velvet mused. "But I will bet this is part of the reason why your boyfriend might be a bit reticent to, eh... get on in there."
Twilight already had her suspicion, but nodded as she sat back down on the edge of the tub. Velvet kneeled down on the rug mat to get started. Her eyes lit up. "I have an idea," she said. She stood back up and fiddled with the skirt she was still wearing. She unfastened it and let it fall off her, kicking it away. "What about this?" She pointed at her own crotch, noting the neatly trimmed purple star of her pubic hair, matching the ones on her hip. "I could make your cutie mark!"
Twilight was like a deer in headlights as she just looked at her now-bottomless mother casually standing in front of her, with her exposed vulva level with her face. "I... guess?" she answered.
"Oh, this'll be fun!" Velvet tittered. "Now just lean back and relax. I'm very good at this. It'll take no time at all."
Twilight tried to not get nervous as Velvet switched on the trimmer. She leaned back as she was asked and Velvet's hands coaxed her to spread her legs wider. Aside from her boyfriend, it was the most intimate she had been with someone. Especially another woman. But Velvet's levity helped to dispel her anxiety.
Velvet started with broad sweeps, getting the bulk of it trimmed down around her vulva before making a second pass to be more precise. Twilight chewed her lip, trying not to squirm from the trimmer's vibrations. Velvet used an attachment to leave some length on her pubic mound, and then shorter on everything around the six-pointed star shape. Velvet could sense Twilight tensing up.
"Easy now, almost done," she said. At least the star was all straight lines. It didn't come out perfect, but it didn't need to. Despite being a literal star, it wasn't going to be the star of this show.
Twilight could feel herself teetering closer to the edge. But just as she was about to reach the brink, Velvet finished with the trimmer and set it down. Twilight took a quick breath to calm herself while Velvet used a little bit of shaving cream and the razor to very carefully shave the rest of her stubble down to smooth skin. Her hands had to stretch and pull her skin a bit to manage the contours, which just made Twilight squirm more, getting her closer to that point of no return.
Velvet grabbed the shower head and ran the warm water for a quick rinse. Twilight wanted to tell her to set it to massaging pulse. But she didn't even have time to ask. "And done!" Velvet said. She grabbed the hand mirror and Twilight leaned over to look at herself. It looked just as smooth as it felt. But she knew her father had to shave his face every day to maintain that. She looked over at her mother's smooth vulva.
"So you have to do this every day?" Twilight asked.
"Oh, no. I don't. Not anymore!" Velvet said with a chuckle. "Too much work, and the regrowth is- ick!"
"So..?"
"I get waxed."
Twilight's legs crossed and she almost cringed to death from the very thought of it. "OW! Doesn't that hurt!?"
Velvet just smiled. "Well, it certainly doesn't feel good. It definitely smarts the first time. But it gets easier each time. The spa is very good at what they do."
"You go to the spa for that!?"
"Aloe and Lotus are very professional. Maybe the next time I go you can come along."
Aside from their socks, Twilight and her mother were standing nude in front of each other. Even so, Twilight felt compelled to point out, "Wouldn't that be weird?"
"Not really," Velvet said casually. "Cookie has brought Rarity with her before."
Twilight's head was spinning. She could visualize the spa, with the rows of chairs for haircuts, or manicures, and the ones for hooficures. But with stirrups. For that. "So you all just sit there and..." Twilight made a spreading motion with her fingers.
Velvet sighed. "Well, if you really want to make a fuss about it, you can spend extra to book a private room appointment."
"So you've seen Rarity's... and Rarity has seen yours!?"
Velvet rolled her eyes. "It's just us girls in there. It's not a sexual thing. And honestly, it's actually nice to have some familiar company when you're going through that. Especially the first time."
"Huh."
"But enough of that," Velvet said, taking Twilight's hand again, leading her back to the bedroom. The two of them flopped back onto the bed. "Where were we?"
"Uh, you were sitting behind me, but..." Twilight said as she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at herself in the mirror. Sitting upright didn't leave much access. Velvet put her hand on her shoulder and pulled her to lay back on the bed. Twilight looked up at Velvet's upside-down face, looking down at her.
"But you're right," Velvet added, "This is better." She shifted off the bed and walked over to stand by Twilight's legs. Twilight wasn't trying to clamp her legs together, but she wasn't spreading them either. "That is, if you want to, of course."
"I do," Twilight said quickly. "I... I'm just..."
Velvet placed her hand on her thigh. "Tense?" she asked. Twilight nodded. "Is this your first time with another woman?" she asked, keeping her hand where it was.
"No," Twilight answered. "Sunset and I... we fooled around a little. Kinda got to third base like this, but we never... did oral."
"Do you think it was because of..." Velvet trailed off, using her finger to tickle the remaining patch of Twilight's pubic fur.
"No. That didn't bother her. She was ready to go, but I... I chickened out."
"Why?" Velvet asked.
Twilight shrugged. "I think I was just intimidated. She seemed so confident, so much more experienced."
"Ah." Velvet started to slide her hand away. "So this must seem..."
Twilight put her hand over her mother's. "No! This is... this is different. I don't feel rushed or pressured..."
"But..?"
"But you're still my Mom," Twilight said.
Velvet smirked. "That didn't seem like much of a barrier to you, earlier." Velvet used her free hand to touch herself. "You're an adult and it's not like one of us could get pregnant. So what's the harm?"
Twilight blushed. "It's not a barrier..." Her hand pulled her mother's back to where it was on her thigh. "It's just a... mental speed bump. That and..."
"Your boyfriend?" Velvet asked.
Twilight tensed again. "I was going to say, Dad, but yeah, kinda that too."
Velvet smiled. "You don't need to worry about your father and I. We have a... unique relationship."
Twilight raised an eyebrow, "An open marriage!?"
"Partially," Velvet explained. "When he and I first started dating, he was still in the Royal Guard. And when he got deployed, of course he was worried about me being left behind."
"He was worried about you cheating on him?"
"No no, nothing like that," Velvet said. "Not really. He was more concerned about my needs going unmet... which I suppose could lead to that."
"So what did you do?"
"A couple things. For one..." Velvet stood up and stepped away to go into her bedroom closet. In the bottom, in the back, in a shoe box, Velvet lifted out, "This!" She proudly displayed the toy.
Twilight rolled her eyes. "Okay, if you're going for shock value, I've seen a dildo before."
"Not this one," Velvet said with a grin. "This is from a Clone-A-Willy kit to make one yourself."
Once Twilight understood, her expression shifted to genuine shock. "Wait, so is that... is that Dad?"
Velvet nodded and held it out to her curious daughter.
Twilight held it in her hands, feeling the heft of the silicone replica. The kit had done a fantastic job of capturing the fine details of the texture of her father's penis, right down to the veins.
"The second part was..." Velvet trailed off before going back into the box to lift out a strap-on harness. "And before you ask, no, it wasn't for pegging him."
"Then who..?"
Velvet tapped the side of her own nose with her finger. "Your father is the only man I've been with. But when he was unavailable, other women were fair game. And he's never revoked that privilege, so..." She placed her hand on Twilight's thigh again. "How do you think your boyfriend would feel about you getting with another girl?"
Twilight rolled her eyes. "Yeah, he'd probably think it's really hot."
Velvet could feel Twilight's thigh relax under her palm. At least a little. "You still seem really tense. Maybe you should come to the spa for a massage, too."
"Heh, yeah, maybe..."
"You know, Cookie taught me one particular massage technique back in the day..." Velvet said as she traced her fingers up along Twilight's thigh, grazing them across the small tuft of pubic fur. "Specifically for this sort of tension."
"I still can't imagine you doing... this stuff with Rarity's mom," Twilight said.
"Is it really so hard to believe?" Velvet asked. "That your mother used to have a wild streak? Considering our present..." Velvet moved the tip of her finger down from Twilight's tuft to just above the top of her vulva, making her shiver, "... situation?"
Twilight just chewed her lip. No. The idea of her mother's wild side was becoming much more plausible with each passing moment.
Velvet smiled. "Why don't you just lay back and let Mommy take care of things for now?" Twilight did so with minimal hesitation. Even in light of everything recently, she still trusted her mother completely. Next to her, Velvet stayed standing on the floor beside the bed. Twilight watched her mother's eyes survey the landscape of her body before her. Velvet placed her palm over the V of Twilight's crotch, where her legs were still held together. "Nervous?"
"No." Twilight lied. Strangely, when her mother had touched her there only minutes ago to shave, it seemed so different. Almost clinical. But now, it felt so much more intimate and overtly sexual. Which made sense, Twilight reasoned, since that was what they intended to do. Just as soon as...
Velvet put her hands on Twilight's knees, easing them in between just enough to get them to stop touching. She didn't try to spread her legs, or use any force at all. It was simply to give Twilight direction that, if she intended for her to proceed, she would have to allow her access.
Velvet kept her hands on Twilight's knees until she had spread her legs just barely enough without needing to go beyond. Velvet shifted over and lightly placed her palm on Twilight's vulva again, just getting her comfortable with the contact. She was not nearly as wet as she was expecting. Twilight's nipples told her that she was plenty excited. But the mixture of nervousness was getting in the way of her arousal.
"I have something that might help a little," the older woman said, going into her nightstand drawer. "For those nights when I'm having trouble getting in the mood." She took out a small bottle of oil. She poured a little into her palm, making sure to get it all over her fingers. It smelled faintly of mint with the barest hint of lavender.
"Lube?" Twilight asked.
"Yes..." Velvet said in a tone that implied more. "Special lubricant."
"Special how?" Twilight asked.
"Like I said, for those nights when I'm having trouble getting in the mood." Velvet placed her hand over Twilight's vulva again, sliding an oiled finger up and down in between her pussy lips. "We just need to apply it to the right spot."
Twilight wasn't sure what to expect. The effect was subtle to notice. A simple warming sensation at first, followed by what Twilight recognized as her familiar feeling of physical arousal. Just as she said, it was a gentle nudge in the right direction. Velvet slid her fingers just a bit lower, prodding at the entrance of her vagina, just getting a couple of her fingertips inside. She slid them deeper, feeling around inside of her daughter, committing the feeling of her interior to memory like reading braille.
If a little oil was good... "Right... here..." Velvet parted her finger tips apart just enough to pour another serving of the oil directly inside. She set the bottle back on the nightstand and slid her fingers in and out of Twilight's vagina, working the oil deeper inside. Twilight's heart fluttered. She felt flushed and her breath quickened. "This is normally for older women who have a waning sex drive," Velvet said. Twilight could barely hear her over her own heartbeat pounding in her ears. "So I'm curious to see how... oh." Velvet had barely used enough to fill a thimble with fluid. Twilight's response was much more. "Very well it seems!"
Twilight panted. She had never felt so horny before in her young life. What had started out as an intimate curiosity had slowly become a lustful desire for her mother, but was now transformed into a carnal need. The feeling of Velvet's fingers inside her became the only thing she could think about. The more she slid them in and out, the more she needed her to do it. Twilight's clitoris winked against Velvet's palm. "Ooh, look who else wants to play!"
Velvet pressed the heel of her palm against Twilight's clit in a firm, constant contact while she kept moving her fingers. Twilight's hips did the rest on her own, flexing and bucking against Velvet's hand. "Uh-ah," Velvet chided. "Slow down now. There's no need to rush." Twilight snorted in frustration when Velvet stopped, but only long enough to climb up onto the bed between Twilight's legs.
The new angle made it easier for Velvet to slide her fingers back inside, deeper, and at a better angle. She leaned closer to Twilight's pussy and just enjoyed her aroma. The scent of mint and lavender from the oil was long gone. Velvet smiled. It meant that it had been completely absorbed into her system. All that was left was the heady musk of her daughter's intense arousal.
Twilight looked at her mother's face hovering just above her pussy, bracing herself for the moment when she would close the distance and lick her. But that moment never came, and her anticipation just grew more. She gripped at the bedsheets just to hold on to something. It was all she could do.
"If you need to hold something..." Velvet said, using her free hand to flex one of Twilight's legs back, and then the other. Twilight held onto the backs of her knees. She wasn't any kind of a gymnast, not enough to get her ankles back to her cheeks, but she was still fairly flexible. Enough to hold her legs back and keeping them spread to watch her mother work.
Twilight chewed her lip in frustration and growing disappointment. She had hoped that being with another girl would mean someone that understood that there was more to foreplay than just finger-blasting. It took a long time for her to explain to her boyfriend that it wasn't about just charging into the tunnel, but instead, ringing the doorbell. But even with patient training, he still didn't quite get it.
But that was forgivable, Twilight had decided. After all, he was a guy. How could he know how it felt as a girl? But Twilight's mother had no such excuse. Worse, she was intentionally ignoring the one thing she knew felt the best.
"Li-lick!" Twilight stammered.
"Soon," Velvet promised.
The kitchen was Velvet's gym. She had tone, ropey muscles from decades of mixing cookie dough and kneading bread. With Twilight holding her legs, her hips were slightly rolled back. From this angle, Velvet was able to get right where she needed to inside Twilight. She knew she was deliberately avoiding the one place that would send her over the top of 'Orgasm Hill'. It killed her to do it to her own daughter. But she knew it was worth it to get her to an even-higher 'Climax Mountain'.
Twilight's expression of frustration shifted to one of concerned worry. Her mother was taking too long to get her off and another matter was rapidly becoming more urgent as a familiar, yet strange, pressure started building in her tummy.
"Mom- I... I think I need a break..."
"Not right now," Velvet said with her eyes intensely focused on fingering her pussy.
"I- I need to go!"
"You're fine."
"Mom! I- I'm gonna pee the bed!"
"No you're not! You're fine!"
Twilight couldn't even think straight, let alone use her magic. Her teeth were gritted and she clenched her eyes as she winced, trying with all her might to keep herself together.
As much as Velvet wanted Twilight to be able to relax and just let herself go, this suited her just fine as well. It would only make her release more intense. Velvet curled her fingers inside Twilight's pussy, hitting that special soft spot inside even harder. With her free hand, she pressed her palm firmly on Twilight's patch of pubic hair, intensifying the pressure, using her fingers to spread her lips apart. She hovered her open mouth barely and inch away.
Twilight's legs started to tremble and her whole body began to vibrate. It was all too much. She felt herself about to break and couldn't stop. "MAw AW AH MOM!" Twilight cried out as she felt the dam inside her break.
Twilight's hips bucked as the first jet of her orgasm spurted out into Velvet's waiting mouth. Velvet cupped Twilight's vulva with her lips and fingered her even harder while she pressed her other palm. Her tongue lashed Twilight's clit at last, intensifying her orgasm even more as her next squirt filled Velvet's mouth. Velvet swallowed and sucked as Twilight squirted again and again, trying to milk as much out of her daughter as she could.
Twilight cried and screamed and moaned as she experienced the biggest, most intense orgasm of her life. She was mortified in shame as she felt her pussy gushing, fearing that she had indeed wet the bed. After she had begged her mother to lick her clit, she went and peed right into her mouth.
Meanwhile, Velvet was licking and swallowing, moaning into Twilight's pussy in satisfaction while almost desperately sucking as much as she could out of her until the very last dribble. Twilight released her grip on her legs and they flopped to either side of Velvet's head. With her hands free, Twilight covered her face in mortified shame.
"I'm sorry!" Twilight cried. "I tried to warn you, but I... I'm sorry!"
Velvet moved in a flash to climb on top of Twilight to pull her hands away from her face.
"No! No, don't be sorry!"
"I peed! I peed on you! In your mouth!"
"No! Twilight dear, you didn't. You squirted! It's not pee!" Twilight opened her eyes and looked up at her mother's wet face. Velvet licked her lips and hummed in satisfaction. "Hmm, Twilight, you have no idea how long it's been since I've gotten to enjoy this!" She leaned down and kissed her. Twilight had nowhere to recoil away from her kiss, tasting her own fluids on her lips. She had experimented with her own taste in the past, and recognized that indeed, it was at least not pee.
Velvet broke the kiss and looked at Twilight's surprised and confused eyes.
"Wha-?"
"You squirted!" Velvet explained again. "Just like guys. Girls can ejaculate too!"
"Really!?"
Velvet shrugged. "Well, not all girls. But I had a hunch it was hereditary."
"So you..?" Velvet nodded. "Can I try?"
Velvet grinned. "Oh, I insist!" She moved over to kneel on the bed next to Twilight to help her sit up.
"Woah!" Twilight wobbled.
"Easy now," Velvet said, licking her lips again. "You're probably a little dizzy after all that! Just lay back down for now," she said, helping Twilight lay back down.
"But I want to-"
"And I want you to!" Velvet said, struggling to contain her own excitement after she had gulped down her daughter's hormone-saturated orgasm. She could feel the warmth spreading through her body, settling into her needy loins. It had her own engine revving hard. She stood on the bed and squatted over Twilight, straddling either side of her head, bracing herself with her hands on her knees.
Twilight looked up with mild trepidation at her mother's pussy hovering over her face. This was what she wanted after all, wasn't it? She reached up with nervous fingers to touch her, realizing that they were dry. She looked over at the bottle on the nightstand. "Do I need to use..?"
"Not after that!" Velvet said, reaching back to lightly pet Twilight's pubic fluff. Twilight touched her mother's vulva, lightly pressing her finger in between her glistening lips. Indeed, she was plenty wet as Twilight slid her finger up and down along her pussy. She rotated her wrist to use her thumb on her clit. "Oh, don't worry about that, sweetie." Velvet brushed her thumb away with a free hand, lightly circling her clit with her fingers. "I can take care of it. Now go on. Get in there. I know you want to."
She did. Twilight extended her fingers and slid them in between Velvet's lips, following the familiar architecture to the entrance of her vagina. In her haste, she started with two fingers, rather than one, surprised with the amount of resistance there was.
"I didn't think you'd be this tight," Twilight said, before turning red in embarrassment at her words. "N-not that I expected you to be loose or anything! Just... I just mean... as someone who's had two kids..."
Velvet took no offense. "Kegels, my dear," she explained. "They're great for making childbirth easier as well as restoring your pelvic floor strength afterwards. And..." Velvet sighed as Twilight slid her fingers deeper inside her. "They have the ancillary benefit of giving you more powerful orgasms." Velvet demonstrated by flexing her muscles, squeezing Twilight's fingers.
"Ow!"
Velvet smirked. Twilight pushed her fingers in as far as she could get them, sliding them in and out. "Okay, now remember what I did? How it felt? Curl them like this," Velvet used her free hand to show the motion. Twilight did her best to copy the action with her fingers buried inside her mother's vagina. The tight confines barely let her flex them. "Go on!" Velvet insisted. "Really curl them!"
"Mom, are you sure..?"
"You're not gonna hurt me. I pushed your whole entire body out of me! I can handle your fingers!" Twilight flexed her fingers harder, morbidly curious at what point her mother would actually tell her to stop. Her fingertips pressed hard as they moved across the spongy patch of her vaginal wall. Velvet practically growled. "Grrh-fuck yeah! Just like that!"
Despite the ludicrously pornographic situation they were in, Twilight still found it weird to hear her mother swear. But it only intensified her curiosity to learn more about this newly-discovered side of this woman that she thought she had known her whole life.
Velvet's fingers played with her clit while Twilight finger-fucked her from below. It made her feel like the young, wild girl she used to be, before she settled down, got married, and had kids. She felt like she was back in college, dominating her submissive roommate. "Come on girl! Really get up in there and fuck me up!"
Curious and now compelled, Twilight started to finger-fuck her as hard as she could manage with what little leverage she had underneath her. Velvet made it easy as she arched her back and pressed her own palm into her lower tummy as she had for Twilight. The older woman growled through her grit teeth, straining her words into fits of unintelligible consonants as she kept flicking her clit. "Fck- FCK NGH HNG! NGGH NGGH!" Velvet's other hand suddenly flew from her knee to grab Twilight's horn. Velvet nearly twisted Twilight's wrist as she all but sat on her mouth, grinding her clit against her nose. "Suck my SQUIRT!"
It was all the warning that Twilight got before her mother came. Twilight hadn't thought about her mother squirting, let alone into her mouth, let alone such a quantity! Where Twilight had nervously spurted in shame despite all efforts to hold it back, Velvet gushed without any reservation whatsoever. If anything, she squirted extra hard as a point of pride, grunting loudly with each powerful spurt.
Velvet filled Twilight's mouth faster than she was capable of swallowing if she had planned or even intended to. With Velvet gripping her horn, she was more-or-less forced to swallow her squirt just to be able to gasp for air, as she coughed and sputtered into her mother's still-gushing pussy, pressed firmly against her face.
In a fit of fight-or-flight adrenaline rush, Twilight pulled her fingers out of Velvet and shoved both of her palms against her thighed to push her off of her face. Twilight barely got a breath of fresh air before Velvet's next squirt went up her nose, and her final gush soaked the rest of Twilight's face.
Where Twilight had gone limp after her orgasm, Velvet was only further energized. She rolled back and spun around to pounce upon Twilight again, embracing her gasping daughter in a passionate hug as she kissed and licked her face.
Nearly drowning in her mother's orgasm left Twilight's eyes as wide as dinner plates, staring at the cum-drunk woman-possessed writhing around on top of her. Velvet slithered down to suck on one of Twilight's pert breasts for a moment until the dissociative haze left her eyes and she looked up at her gasping daughter again. "Hey, are you okay?"
Twilight coughed one last time to clear her throat and looked at her, "Uh... yeah."
Velvet's entire demeanor changed and she hugged her daughter. "I'm so sorry about that, sweetie. I guess I should have warned you. I can get a little..."
"Crazy?" Twilight said.
Velvet chuckled. "Yeah. It's just..." She hugged Twilight closer. "It's just been a long time since I've been with another girl. That was really nice. I hope I didn't... scare you."
"No, you didn't," Twilight lied, clearing her throat again.
Velvet elected to believe her. She slid off the edge of the bed while Twilight laid there with her eyes closed to recover. She opened her eyes when she heard a buckle clasping. She looked over at her mother wearing the strap-on harness. The replica of her father's penis pointed at her menacingly.
Twilight chewed her lip as Velvet climbed onto the bed, crawling over to her. Twilight never took her nervous eyes off the dildo as Velvet placed her hands on Twilight's knees, entreating her to spread them for her. She did, if a bit reluctantly. Velvet poised herself between Twilight's legs and let the dildo rest on her belly. She looked down at the length of it, with the tip going up well past her belly button.
Velvet could see the worried look on her daughter's face. "Don't worry dear. You'll be fine. I'll be gentle." She grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and drizzled some along the length of the toy, working it all over with her free hand. She moved back just enough to place the broad tip at the entrance of Twilight's vagina. She applied a bit of pressure, Twilight winced and started to squirm as her pussy started to stretch much more than just for a couple fingers. With her thumb, Velvet gently rubbed Twilight's clit to blur the discomfort of the stretch amid her pleasure.
"Nice and easy," Velvet cooed. "Just relax and breathe." At last, the tip popped inside. "There we go. The hard part's over." Twilight just kept breathing as Velvet made little thrusting motions, slowly working more and more of the length inside of Twilight. "And a little bump," Velvet coached as she pushed a bit harder to get the medial ring inside her.
Twilight looked down at herself in amazement, the bulge in her abdomen grew larger as more of the dildo continued to vanish inside of her. The toy coated the deepest reaches of her interior with the powerful aphrodisiac. Sealed inside from the broad tip of the toy, the accumulated lube already inside her was pushed deeper, seeping through her cervix and coating the inside of her womb. A fresh wave of warmth rushed through her body. As satisfied as she had been from the last session, she was feeling hornier than she ever had before.
Twilight felt the base of the toy against her anus as Velvet hilted her. Twilight placed her hand on the bulge in her abdomen as the tip of the toy just barely kissed her cervix, making her feel butterflies in her stomach.
"A perfect fit!" Velvet said. "I suppose that makes sense. He is your father."
Twilight had to agree. It did feel like a perfect fit. Like lock and key. The shape and contour, the way it filled her just right, stretching her without it being uncomfortable. Even the slight upward curve he had just made it perfectly suited for her vagina.
Once Twilight finished getting used to it being inside her, Velvet started moving again slowly. Twilight could feel the bulge inside her moving in and out underneath her hand. Velvet grabbed Twilight's legs and lifted her hips as she leaned back, angling the toy upwards inside Twilight, accentuating the bulge even more.
"Oh, wow!" Twilight breathed.
Velvet slowly ramped up her speed, being a little more forceful. But the awkward angle was hard for her to maintain. She opted to just push Twilight's knees back and have her daughter hold them. Velvet was able to thrust at a more natural angle for herself, while still focusing on hitting Twilight's g-spot with the medial ring.
Twilight felt that familiar pressure building up inside her again. This time she wasn't as scared, but she was still worried. "Mom, I- I'm gonna cum again!"
"Not yet," Velvet said, easing her pace. "Try to hold it. Let it build up more."
"But I- I want to cum!"
"Easy now," Velvet said as she kept fucking her daughter. "The longer you can hold it, the better it will be." Twilight bit her lip and felt herself growing more tense. "If it helps, I'm not getting to cum either."
"It doesn't," Twilight panted.
Velvet tried to suppress her grin. Her old memories of dominating Cookie flittered through her mind. The way she had that woman writhing, like Hondo never could for her. And now Twilight, hugging her legs to her chest while she plowed her. She was no man. Her strap-on would never go soft and need a break. She could do this all night.
"M-Mom!" Twilight cried, unable to hold back any longer, "I, I can't! I- I'm gonna..!" In a flash, Velvet pressed her palm against the bulge in Twilight abdomen, pushing her g-spot against the dildo even harder, using her other hand to play with her clit through a final volley of rapid thrusts. Twilight cried out as she came. The angle of her hips sent her squirt jetting straight up between the two of them, raining down on them both and sprinkling the bedding with her orgasm. Not once but repeatedly, spurting again and again, in time with Velvet's thrusts, milking every last drop out of her g-spot to the symphony of Twilight's throaty moans.
Twilight's legs shivered, and her entire body shook and convulsed from cumming so hard until her every muscle was exhausted. Her hands failed to grip her legs any more and her legs flopped to either side of Velvet. Her hips rolled forward, sparing her g-spot any further assault from the toy as it slid out with a wet plop. The rest of her built up arousal dribbled out of her well-fucked pussy.
Velvet caught her breath from the intense cardio. "You okay?" Twilight babbled a string of incoherent vowels as her eyes went off in different directions like a chameleon. She was so cum-drunk she didn't even know her own name. "Oh, you don't need to worry about me," Velvet teased as she removed the dripping-wet strap-on harness. She held one of Twilight's legs aside to kneel over the other to scissor her. Twilight moaned in pleasure as Velvet rubbed her pussy against hers, getting a dose of the aphrodisiac oil for herself. Velvet purred, as their clits touched with each roll of her hips. "You just lay there and let Mommy take care of everything..."
