Creamy Canoodling

by SlopWriter

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Sex, Human, Sad, Anon, Original Character, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Fetish
Length: 6233

Hired to look after Button Mash by his recently divorced and heartbroken mother, Cream Heart, you decide to comfort her. However, comforting the lonely MILF turns into something more lewd and obscene.

[Originally written on 15th November 2024.]

You're hired to look after Button Mash by his mother. You know that recently having divorced her husband, she seems to be pretty depressed, as she appears to be quite low energy compared to the family photos.
One evening, you decide to comfort her, staying with the lonely, heartbroken mare for the night.
Next morning, she seems to be quite elated, a complete change from what she used to be less than half of a day ago...

Contains: hurt/comfort, MILF loving, shameless smut after the comfort scene, makeouts, mommydom, dirty talk, breastfeeding, hoof worship, cunnilingus, facesitting while playing vidya, impregnation, and implications of an underage character witnessing the coitus.

Featured on 8th February 2025.

Published 2025-02-08 08:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2025-02-08 08:10:00 UTC

The one and only chapter

You are Anonymous, Ponyville's local autistic ape.

You just found a job that sticked with you since you got there: a foal's caregiver. Ponies are absolutely adorable, and their kids are little angels.

You weren't exactly fond of human children, but foals were a different story. You would gladly accept spending quality time with a foal for just about any pay.

And so, you were hired to look after a foal. A colt named Button Mash, one year younger than the CMCs, the most prominent underaged trouble makers in the town.

He was really fun to be around with, sharing your passion for video games. Playing vidya together with him and eating quality food made you gladly come to your job every day.

Button's mother, Cream Heart, creamy earth mare with light brown, braided mane, was a simply marvelous cook and a mother.

Her cutie mark implies so, and so does just about any of her interactions with Button.

She was also really attractive, even for a mare.

Whomever would tell Button a sexual "your mom" joke, there definitely would be tons of people wanting to sleep with her, including you.

Not because the world is full of weirdos wanting to fuck some asshole's opponent's ugly, insufferable mother; on the contrary, because she has sexy looks, wonderful personality and unmatched skills in taking care of her household.

Apparently she got divorced recently. You don't know the specifics, only that Button had a big brother who left with their father.

She tried to look happy.

Something was telling you that it was merely a mask. She always looked kinda sad when you had to go home after dinner.

She probably didn't take the divorce as easy as she pretends to, your gut says so.

Yet another day, like the previous ones. You're playing some vidya with Button after helping him with his homework while Cream is preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Brings you memories of your own school days.

You played games of various genres together; whenever taking turns at his shiny new Sega Boku, his foal's gaming oriented laptop and a successor of an older model, Sega Pico, or playing coop on his Nintrotdo Twitchstation.

You're now playing some game with him, and he's absolutely kicking your ass at it. He's really good.

Damn children's reflexes, you're getting old. Your ten year old self would give him a run for his money.

It's been like fifth round already, and you lost them all to him.

"Darn it Anon, you really need to get good at this game."

"Shut it, Button." you jokingly ruffle brown colt's mane, trying to not knock the propeller beanie off his head.

Hopefully Cream didn't hear the "darn". You deliberately tried hard to not accidentally teach the kid new cusses.

It was hard sometimes to not to speak the ones about male homosexuals and basketball players that are really into watermelons.

"Dinner is ready." Cream calls for dinner, less enthusiatically than usual.

Her gaze has more sadness and longing in it. One could think that's she's just really tired, dealing with an active colt alone and all.

But you, being well versed in the art of feeling a mare's mood by the ways her snowpity flows, just know there's something more to her.

She doesn't even announce what dishes she have made, including Button's favourite one, which would make him excitedly bounce in one place, knowing that it's there.

You take your time to eat Cream's cooking, enjoying it. Honestly, it was pretty nutritious that even if you'd devoured it in less than ten minutes, you'd still feel full until morning.

Button's favourite pudding is here too, and he gobbles it all up after thanking his mom, eliciting a gentle, longing smile from her.

But Cream herself only melancholically dawdles the spoon in her own raspberry porridge, slowly and lackadaisically eating it.

After all was said and done, you wash the dishes yourself. Normally it's Cream that would do that, and you would go home.

But the creamy mare's obvious melancholic mood made you take the responsibility yourself, even if she was reluctant at first; because otherwise you'd feel like a prick. She slowly trots out of the kitchen.

"What's wrong with her?" you ask Button.

"Mom's been like this since Dad and bro left. I can't even remember the last time we played together. Honestly, I'm worried for her." Button answers, before heading to his bedroom.

Seems like your suspicions about her not taking the separation really that well were correct.

You saw them in the photos, Button's father, and Cream's now ex-husband looked like grown up copy of his younger son, only with a fake 'stache and his mane was plain dirt blonde, one of tones in Button's mane.

The older sibling inherited his mother's creamy coat and cyan eyes, his mane patterned the exactly same way as Button's.

You exit the kitchen, heading to Cream's bedroom. You gingerly open the door, hearing the quiet sobbing. Cream is sitting on her bed, covering her muzzle with her forehoof.

"Please... *sniff* j-just go away."

You hesitate, instead to choosing to sit beside her on the bed.

"Cream, it's okay..." you try to reassure her, brushing your hand through her brown mane gently.

"N-nopony needs me... I am a failure, I am a bad mother..." Cream sobs through her words, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"It's okay, just let it all out." you say, gently wiping the tears off her fuzzy, wet cheek.

Cream sighs.

"That.. th-that... jerk... left me. H-he said he got tired of me, that I only bore him and let him down. H-he said that he needs a real mare. S-so he filed for divorce." she sniffed.

"Y-you really d-didn't need to h-hear it. I don't w-want to be pitied."

You scratch her ear and undo her braid, putting the scrunchy on the table, petting her some more. Her luscious mane feels delightfully soft, it feels so good to sink your fingers through it.

She smells like a mix of honey and vanilla.

"A-and m-my older son... h-he said it was m-my fault that my husband ceased to love me and was leaving. S-so he left with him. M-my sweet, precious Button is all I have for n-now. H-he supported me, but h-he will c-come to hate me t-too..." the creamy mare sighed and sobbed, taking a pause from her monologue.

"I-I shouldn't allowed it to happen. He was right, I-I am a terrible mother."

She leans onto your chest, hugging you.

"I-I just want them t-to come back! I've always loved my Curd and I miss my Joy Sticks so much... h-how could that j-jerk leave me..." Cream weeped and cried out loud into your chest, your shirt getting wet from all the tears pouring from her big cyan eyes.

"Creamy, Cream, shhh... it's okay, everything is going to be alright. You're a good mare. I will always be here to support you, no matter what." you try your hardest to comfort the crying mare.

Wiping her tears off her face, kissing her on her on the top of her head.

Petting her, massaging her furry back, feeling her pristine coat with your hand.

Cream sobbed and bawled, crying her heart out on you, until she had no more tears anymore.

She sat still, sobbing quietly as you held each other in an embrace. Feeling sleepy, you lay on the queen sized bed with Cream, her head on the other side of the pillow.

She closes her beautiful cyan eyes and soon enough, you feel her breathing steadily in your embrace, before you succumb to your own sleep as well.

You wake up from your slumber, yawning and stretching your arms and legs.

You roll back on the side. The cyan eyes of the warm creamy mare you've spent cuddling for the entire night greet you. She's smiling gently, her half-lidded gaze hypnotizing you.

She's so beautiful...

"Good morning, Anon." Cream greets you from your slumber, leaning to peck you on the nose.

"Morning, Cream. How did you sleep last night?" you ask, embracing the mare again.

The last evening's sadness left without a trace from her muzzle. The confindence and contentedness on her face, that you saw only on their old photos have returned.

"Very well, especially knowing that my little caregiver gave me more than just mere pity."

The mature pony kisses you on the lips, her prehensile lips dominating yours with ease.

She gently and teasingly nibbles on them, eliciting a quiet grunt from you. She locks her lips with you, putting her forehooves behind your head.

You close your eyes as her broad and smooth mare tongue enters your soft mouth, exploring it, caressing it.

Engaging with your tongue in a wrestling much, dominating it easily, making it succumb to her own.

Your tongues eagerly danced with each other, yours follows the lead of her own, as she's moaning into your mouth.

Cream slowly pulls her tongue out of your mouth. You open your eyes. The sight of the drool string connecting your tongues greets your gaze. She closes her mouth, gazing sultrily upon you.

"My my, my little caregiver really doesn't just pities me."

She nuzzles you, slightly nibbling on your neck.

"That's why you slept with me last night."

Her wonderful, soft, fuzzy cheek brushes against yours. She faces you, looking at you with her big, gorgeous cyan eyes again.

"Am I right, sweetie?"

Beautiful mare. An angel, sultry yet kind.

How could anyone ever hurt her. Her desires should be catered to, no matter what.

You've just cured her emotional wounds, that caused her severe pain, and she shows massive interest in you, her healer.

"Creamy... I-I love you. It's true."

She blushes, her smile growing wider, then she presses her muzzle on your nose.

"Mommy loves you too."

She kisses you passionately on the lips, but her tongue doesn't enter this time. You moan, while her prehensile lips take the lead.

She is a mature mare, clearly well versed in pleasing her partner. You've never kissed anyone romantically, and then you drop in a such mare's hooves.

You sink your fingers into her brown, plush mane, intoxicating yourself in her honey and vanilla fragrance, fondling the creamy mare in your arms as she kisses you.

She reciprocates, her hooves brushing your torso under the shirt.

She breaks the kiss, gazing sultrily upon you.

"Why don't you braid me and brush my mane?"

An offer you could not resist. You love making Cream happy.

She repositions herself, allowing you to sit behind her. You pick up one of the scrunchies, braiding her tail.

You pick the other one and the comb, brushing her soft mane and braiding it.

She has her usual looks now, but you can feel the contentedness, with her gentle, loving smile on her face.

And... the horniness.

She's been pressing her wide posterior into your crotch.

Making your body respond, via your penis growing hard through your pants, poking at her flanks, causing her to giggle.

She raises her head, looking at you with her big pony eyes. Her smile have changed into a playful, mischievous one.

She spins around, facing you.

"Shall I return the favour, sweet boy~?" she shifts herself behind you, pulling you into an embrace, her muzzle brushing through your hair.

She kisses you over your head, sporadically leaving a peck here and there.

Cream's forehooves shift underneath your shirt, fondling you again, massaging your torso, before moving down and down.

Her hooves touch your hips, caressing them; making you moan in pleasure, and touching your tented cock, causing you to gasp.

Her hooves slip under your pants, and she starts to slowly take them off.

You feel her hooves brush against your hips, while her silky fur caresses them. You obey to her actions, bending your legs so she could take your pants off, leaving your underwear, just for her to take off as well.

The earth pony teases your tented erection, rubbing it, slipping her hooves under them, taking them off as well, revealing your member to the mare's gaze.

Cream touches your hard cock, exploring it. She moves around, choosing to lay in front of your member, her breath caressing it.

"It's not anything like a stallion's... it's smooth, and not very big, it looks actually perfect for my size."

She kisses your length, making you groan in pleasure. She suckles on it, and you could feel your climax approaching way too fast.

"C-Creamy! Please..."

She licks the precum, pulling her head away from your cock. She knows that you would cum way too soon.

She's facing you, biting her lips in a seductive manner.

"If you liked it, then it's your turn now."

She lays on her back, resting her head on the pillow, spreading her legs, presenting her lactating crotchboobs and her winking, drooling pussy.

"Mommy's teats are so nice and full for you, baby. Look, they're already leaking." Cream says with a noticeably lustful, yet loving and caring inflection.

You immediately lie on your stomach, your face just in front of her teats.

"Drink me." the earth mare says quietly.

You don't hesistate one bit. Your mouth locks around one of her erect nipples, sucking the warm, delicious milk out of it.

Her milk tastes incredible. Sweet, like it has a bit of honey in it.

You couldn't get enough of this ambrosia.

Cream moans in delight, petting your head, feeling your soft lips around her hard nipple, drinking her milk.

"Oh yes, baby boy~ k-keep drinking Mommy's milk."

Her sexy moaning only encourages you to drink more of her delectable mare milk.

"M-my other teat needs love too~" Cream coos.

You oblige, shifting to serve the other teat, sucking the nutritious fluid out of her erect nipple, listening to her adorable moaning and encouraging.

Every time she calls you a good boy, you feel an ecstatic pulse in your brain and in your chest.

Your erect dick throbs as you listen to her moaning, drinking her delicious milkies.

"Mmmhhh, lower..."

You know what she wants from you. You pull out of her nipple, kissing her from her boobs down to her marehood, feeling the warmth radiating from her beautiful cunt.

You kiss her winking clitoris, making her gasp and shudder in pleasure. You give a passionate, loving kiss to her coochie; licking the nectar covering her entrance, making your mare moan in ecstasy, petting you in encouragement.

You kiss her ponut and her dock; before unleashing more licks and kisses on her vulva, even diving your nose into her entrance, making her moan loudly.

She tastes like vanilla. Cream's honey smelling pheronomes are highly intoxicating, making you feel even more horny than you were before.

You lick her more fervently, driving her to orgasm faster.

Her moans are louder and longer, and she praises you through them, squirming in wild pleasure.

"M-mommy's cumming!"

Cream's hindhooves lock your head in, her pussy twitches, squirting her warm cum right into your waiting, open mouth.

She wails in pleasure, filling your mouth with her sticky mare ambrosia, thrusting her hips into you.

Her orgasm settles down, and she regains her senses from her primal euphoria.

She scoops some more cum off your mouth, feeding you from her forehoof.

You lick the marecum off her right hoof, kissing it, sucking on the tip.

Cream giggles, enjoying the sensation of her firm hoof being worshipped. You rub the mare's body part; brushing your tongue against the underhoof, running it all over, leaving pecks and suckling on it as she presses it into your mouth.

She pets you with her left one in the meantime, before pulling the right hoof out of your mouth.

You crawl up to her barrel, laying your head on her fluffy chest, sinking your cheek into it; enjoying the feeling of her soft, silky fur, and her barrel rising up and down steadily, hearing her breathe, feeling her run her hoof through your hair, petting you still.

It feels like Heaven.

"Such a cute boy." she whispers.

The remark made you feel so full of love for her. There's a pleasant feeling swelling in your chest.

You kiss her own chest, listening to her steady heartbeat, as she kisses your head, showering you with love.

"Creamy... I love you so much..." you blurt it out.

"Awww, I love you too, sweetie." she quietly responds.

She's so cute, and so hot.

It's a weird feeling, being enveloped in motherly love, yet feeling horny at the same time.

You want this beautiful mare to take you, to milk you dry.

"I want to have more fun with you, baby. Please, relax for me." she coos seductively.

It's like she's reading your mind.

Cream shifts underneath you. You roll on other the side of the pillow, releasing her. She flashes you with an another sight of her wet, fertile marehood.

"Now, close your eyes."

You obey, and she gets off the bed. You could hear her rustling somewhere, searching for something, before she climbs up the bed again.

You feel something made of a familiar material being put on your neck by her forehoooves.

It's pretty quick, and then you hear a clicking sound.

Cream sits on your legs, and you feel her firm flank on them.

"Open your eyes, pretty boy."

You oblige, your eyes being greeted by a sight of the earth pony holding you on a leash. She puts her hindhooves on your throbbing erection, lying on the other side of the bed.

"Do you like it? Do you like Mommy to hold you on a leash?" the creamy mare teasingly asks you, but she already knows the answer.

You feel so desirable with a leathery collar on your neck. Being Cream's sex slave; offering your body to Cream any time she desires so, sounds like a great idea, because she's so sexy and loving.

"Yes, M-mommy." you respond, gasping in pleasure from her hooves massaging your length.

She gazes seductively at you, enjoying her time, revelling in having complete control over you.

The mature mare licks her lips, her bedroom gaze locked with yours still. She's clearly also very aroused herself.

She gets up, no longer rubbing and teasing your dick with her hooves. Tugging on the leash, she positions herself above you, presenting her enticing, drooling cunt to your gaze.

"Oh my sweet Celestia, sweetie, you look so cute and fuckable with that collar on your neck." she hisses lustfully, pulling your foreskin with her forehooves, while standing on her hindlegs.

She shifts her winking marehood, which drools on your length, making you shudder and moan in lust.

You want her to take you so badly.

"Mmm, why don't we take that pesky shirt off of you." she sits on you, leaning to tear your shirt apart, which she effortless does so with her strong, earth pony hooves, exposing your naked torso to her.

Without any hesistance, Cream raises and lowers herself on your erect pole, impaling herself.

With just a single, swift thrust, she inserts all of your length inside of herself; letting a loud, pleased moan out, as she rests her hooves on your chest, making your virginity to cease being a thing.

"Ahhh~! M-Mommy!" you moan out loud, grabbing her jiggly flanks.

Her firm, fluffy rump brushes against your balls. Her velvety pussy tightens around you, twitching pleasurably.

"Mommy, please, be gentle. It's my first time."

She rides you, her pace nice and slow, taking care of you, her beautiful marecunt suckling on you.

"First time, huh? It barely seems like such." she teases you, smirking smugly, jerking the leash.

Making you shift your lustful gaze from her mareteats, and her gorgeous pussy, gripping on you, winking as she tenderly fucks you, to her bedroom stare eyeing you lustfully.

"You're really good. My husband wasn't as good as you, sweet boy. Mmm~" Cream praises you through her breathing and moaning.

"He wouldn't even let me hold him on a leash..." she confessed as you squeezed her rump, eliciting a lustful moan from your lover.

A signal of your own pleasure, an encouragement to keep her going; to keep her fucking you nicely and lovingly, as her rump gently slaps against your hips, producing a noticable lewd sound.

Her tail brushes against your balls, teasing you, making you squirm under Cream, under your "Mommy".

Filling you with friskiness, with uncontrollanle submissive lust for the voluptuous earth mare.

She enjoys having you squirm under her, relishing in the dominance, the complete control she has over you.

"Your moans are so cute..." she coos, her pussy gripping you tighter, but her thrusts don't increase in speed one bit.

The skilled mare still has control of her thrusts, despite driving herself closer to climax.

You caress Cream's firm cheeks, going mad with pleasure she's inflicting upon you, driving you crazy with lust.

"Please, fuck me, Mommy!" you beg through your groaning.

Cream lets out a long, loud moan.

"Good boy~!" she praises you, her silky marehood forming a seal around your member.

Her walls pulsate, twitch and quiver around you, showing you how much in pleasure she is.

How much she enjoys your pleading and squriming, how much she enjoys topping you and fucking you raw, having you as her sex slave, as her pet.

You ardently fondle her firm, jiggly cheeks, encouraging her to keep going.

"Please, keep fucking me, Mommy! Fuckmefuckmefuckme..." you chant, begging your mare goddess, pleading her to never stop the ride; to keep torturing you with love and pleasure.

You never stop your chanting to your ungulate owner, begging her to drive you closer to ecstasy.

Her velvety marehood seeks to drain your balls dry, twitching and throbbing around your dick; signifying you how much in pleasure she is.

Cream is loudly moaning non-stop, yet keeping her pace stable, her thrusting still being loving and gentle. Her clit winks on your erection.

"C-cum inside Mommy, baby! Give me an another foal! Breed me!" she exclaims, before her walls clasp tightly around you.

You squeeze her flanks. Her pace suddenly becomes fast and rough, the mature pony riding you into the mattress.

She covers your length in her cum, maregasming violently on you. You almost immediately shoot your hot, virile cum inside of her eager womb, jolting your hips, your head booping her cervix, making her wail in pleasure.

Her eyes are rolled up, her tongue hangs out of her mouth. You howl in unison together with her.

Feeling her tight orifice pulsate and throb around your fuckpole, draining your balls to the last drop.

Her pussy is clenched so tightly around you, making sure not a single drop of your cum leaks out of her, tormenting you with pleasure.

This feels like it's going on forever, until your shared euphoria settles down, and you regain your senses in the afterglow.

Cream lays down on you, gently jerking the leash.

"That's a good boy. You made me feel so good." the earth mare lovingly coos, rubbing your cheek against yours, kissing you there.

You reciprocate, rubbing your face against and pecking her own furry cheek. Her forehooves wrap around your head.

She kisses you all over your face, before locking her lips with yours again; invading your mouth, effortlessly subjugating your tongue, rubbing her own against it, engaging in a passionate dance with you.

She pulls herself out, but doesn't break the kiss yet.

Her prehensile pony lips dominate yours easily, suckling on them. You shift your hands up to her firm barrel, sinking your hands in the pleasantly plush, warm fur.

She finally breaks the passionate kiss, gazing at you with a mix of love and lust, smiling gently, her breath caressing your face, sharing the enjoyment of the intimate moment.

God, she's so adorable.

You move your hands up to her cheeks, fondling them, sinking your fingers down her fur.

She closes her eyes, enjoying the moment, with a light, loving grin gracing her beautiful face.

You keep fondling her, before you move your hands back down to her barrel, sinking them in her wonderful coat again.

She opens her eyes, greeting you with her cyan eyes.

"I love you so much, Mommy. Words can't describe much I do." you coo quietly.

Her grin widens.

"And I feel the same towards you, my cute little alien." she lefts a short, yet passionate kiss on your lips.

"You made me so happy, I really needed it." she says, gently petting your head.

It feels so good to be loved by Cream.

Your Cream, your mare, your "Mommy".

Her warm honey and vanilla smell is so pleasant and soft just like the mature pony herself.

You enjoy the comfy postcoital cuddling for a while, sharing each other's breath.

"I think it's time for breakfast. Might as well make your favourite food just for you, dear. What do you think?" Cream proposes.

Such a kind mare. Her cooking is absolutely great, she knows her art.

"Creamy-"

She looks smugly at you, biting her lips, gazing right through your soul.

"Mommy, your cooking is great, whatever you make."

She giggles.

"I know that you love it a lot, my cutie pie. I should go now, or else we're going to be really hungry. But for now..."

She untangles the leash, putting it away, leaving just the collar on you.

"Don't worry, you can walk in just your underwear if you want to. Button isn't going back home until afternoon, and the morning is still young."

Cream gets off the bed with a spring in her steps, swaying her foal-bearing hips.

You take your underwear, and then your pants on. Since your shirt has been rendered useless, you decide to walk shirtless due to the lack of shirts you've brought here with yourself.

They're all in your house. Not going home for them just yet, especially when it's still too cool outside in the morning.

You walk down the stairs, heading for the kitchen. Cream is already in the middle of her work here.

You take a seat, patiently waiting for your meal, engaging in small talk with Cream.

Her swaying hips catch your attention. They're so nice, so mouthwatering.

She's aware of what she's been doing, looking at you, playfully sticking her tongue out.

But really, even just spending your time beside her felt good.

The meal is ready, and Cream serves it. Your favourite one is here too.

She's really a considerate pony, and a great life partner.

You blow on the hot food before it cools enough to eat. Cream made her favourite berry porridge for herself. She's a rather simple mare herself when it comes to food, with simple preferences.

Having done with your meal, you decide to wash the dishes while she's going to play some video games after a long, depresssion induced break from them.

She apparently was a gaming enthusiast, as Button would tell you, sometimes letting him watch her play competitively.

But she would play many sorts of them, taking time to relax from doing house chores and raising her colts.

You're done with the dishes, the saucers being as crystal clean as if they were new now.

You walk into the room, watching Cream play. It's really an adorable sight, watching a cute mare enjoying her time at vidya.

She pecks you on the cheek as you sit beside her. Your heart gets filled with warmth, watching her play, periodically murmuring short comments during the process, laughing, and smiling whenever she wins.

It just feels so good to see your Cream happy.

She switches to play an another one: it's a racing game.

The mare suggestively smiles at you, looking at you sultrily.

She sits back, beside of you, rubbing her muzzle against your cheek.

You face her, smiling gently at the earth mare's loving gesture. She gives your lips an another peck.

"Wouldn't you mind to be Mommy's chair while she's playing games? Of course you wouldn't~" she giggles teasingly.

You can already feel your erection poking through your pants. She takes a whiff, and she lowers her gaze towards your crotch.

"My my, cutie! Already so hard for me?" she just keeps teasing you, giggling cutely.

You lay on your back, preparing yourself for a faceful of mare ass. Cream flicks her tail, presenting her wet, winking marehood to you; slowly lowering yourself onto your face, until she sits on you, muffling the game's sound effects.

Your lips greet her cooch with a kiss, making her shudder and moan, as she begins to ride your face.

You serve her ponut and her dock, kissing them all over, before going back to her entrance, drooling her delectable nectar just for you to drink, to enjoy.

She moans louder as you pepper her vulva with kisses; grabbing her plot, squeezing them gently, licking it slowly and sultrily, sucking her juice out of her aroused cunt, giving a few licks to her winking clitoris, eliciting a pleased groan from your pony lover.

You unleash more fervent licks on her pussy, licking the leaking ambrosia all over it. She rides your face harder, her moans growing longer.

You kiss and lick her all over, moaning into her marecunt yourself.

It feels so good to have your face being ridden, to get it smeared with the mare's love juices, to worship her beautiful, fertile pussy.

She slightly slams her butt on your face, landing with her cooch right on you; moaning loudly in pleasure as you lovingly lick and kiss her all over her ponut, and her winking muff.

Cream orgasms, screaming your name in pleasure, squrting into your eager mouth hungry for more mare juice, riding your face passionately.

Her warm ambrosia fills your soft mouth as she fucks your face; making you drink it all, filling your stomach with her delicious vanilla flavoured cum.

Her orgasm falters, and she ceases squirting into your mouth, only drooling a bit into it.

Cream raises her plot above you, allowing you to wipe her cum over your face. Taking your time, you slowly lick her juices.

She gazes lustfully at you, watching you scoop her cum and slowly lick it, enjoying her essence.

She's getting more horny, as you could smell the enthralling fragrance of honey and vanilla, coming from her aroused, mature marecunt.

"Well? Are you going to give Mommy your another "chair" as her present for winning?" Cream suggestively asks, swaying her big, alluring plot, hypnotizing you.

You know what she wants from you.

Without any dawdling, you swiftly take your pants and underwear off, freeing your throbbing erection, presenting yourself to her gaze.

"That's a good boy~"

She picks her controller up, raising herself above you, her flanks facing you, her enticing pussy leaking mare juice on your cock.

"Gosh, you look so sexy with that collar on you, sweetie." Cream coos, looking at you over her shoulder; sitting on your hard dick, her tight, winking cooch enveloping your cock.

Making you whimper and moan in pleasure as you grab her flanks again, giving them a nice squeeze.

"Ahhh! M-Mommy, you're s-so tight~" you moan lustfully in unison with your mare.

"Ohhh yessss~! Y-you truly make a really nice chair for me to sit on~" she hisses, her voice drenched with powerful lust.

She bounces on you, riding you harder than the last time. The sights of her round plot, of her beautiful pussy being wrapped around your cock, of her kissable ponut enthrall you.

The lewd slaps and her sexy moans muffle the game.

Her marehood twitches and quivers around you, milking you, the feeling of her velvety walls drive you crazy with lust.

You love it when Cream takes you for herself. She grips your length harder, keeping her pace stable still, taking care of you and the gaming process at the same time.

She moans louder and for longer, enjoying you. You whimper and squirm in pleasure underneath her.

She's so good.

The pony looks at over her shoulder again, smiling and riding you still, her sexual gaze piercing your soul.

"Who's Mommy's little slut?" she asks you, growling lustfully.

Her domineering words make you twitch in her silky, throbbing mare cave, turning your mind into lustful mush.

You howl, slightly thrusting into Cream.

"I-I am! I want your foals! Please fuck me, Mommy! Harder!" you plead through your moans.

Her vagina tightens around you. She obliges, boucing harder on you.

"I-it's so ahhh~ h-hot when you beg like this, sweetie!~" she groaned.

You chant for her, intending to please her, for her to never stop.

"M-Mommy, Mommy, please fuck me with your pony pussy, fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme..." you never stop with your lustful chant; driving your mare into an orgasm, feeling her marehood clench hard around you, draining your testicles again.

She wails in insane ecstasy, ejaculating on your length, her thrusts becoming more erratic.

Her butt slapping your hips, making lewd music with you as you howl, cumming your brains out into her ovulating pony womb.

Instinctually jolting yourself deep inside her, delivering more of your semen inside.

You lustfully beg her some more, causing her to have even more orgasms, prolonging your shared ecstasy, tormenting you with pleasure.

It feels like hours of cumming your brains out into her mindlessly twitching cunt. She's orgasming some more on you as you breed her and plead her for more, before the shared primal euphoria settles down.

You bask together in the afterglow for awhile, sharing the intimacy.

Cream raises herself from your well-fucked and drained cock, turning to face you while you sit; engaging in a yet another passionate kiss with you, her lips mauling yours.

You swear you could see amber eyes for a moment from the corner of your eye, but you shake it off from your mind, focusing on kissing your mare instead.

Her tongue are currently winning a wrestling match with yours, taking the lead in the intimate dance.

She breaks the kiss, the string of drool connecting your mouths, and she smiles gently, her soul-piercing gaze being full of love.

"It's afternoon now, dearie. Button is coming back home soon." Cream says gently, getting off from you, taking the collar off your neck and hiding it.

She sways her hips as she looks at you, exiting the room. You take your pants on, following her.

Button notices you, shifting his gaze between you and his mother rapidly. He clearly noticed you having sex with Cream, but he keeps quiet about this fact.

Clever colt.

And all the stealth games clearly taught him well since he quietly trotted himself down the stairs, keeping himself unnoticed.

"Button, you need to do your homework before playing your games."

"But mom!" the brown colt protested.

"Rules are rules, Button! I'll make your favourite pudding if you do your homework." Cream says, hugging her son.

Button accepts the hug, but he's only smiling this time, instead of excitedly bouncing on place like he would usually do.

"And Anonymous is going to stay with us." the mare added.

Button heads for his room, and Cream winks at you, biting her lips seductively.

Living together with your beloved is a definitely an exciting prospect.

Eight months have passed since that fateful day. Since then, you moved to Cream's house, and have married her.

She's pregnant now, and is on her eighth month by now, three more to go.

Button's has changed in a certain way since then. Before that he wouldn't gave a damn about the opposite gender, but then he has been visibly showing his interest in much older mares, leading to some funny situations.

Like when Sunburst visited Ponyville with his mother, Stellar Flare, and Button tried to catch her attention back then.

When the mature orange unicorn praised him and patted his head, Button looked like he was about to melt.

Cream haven't missed her husband one bit since the moment she first woke up next to you. You made her very happy, and actively tried to maintain her happiness, to protect her smile.

You're laying on her bed together with her, enjoying her maternal embrace, cuddling while the snow is falling outside at night, wintery breeze blowing through the town's deserted streets.

Enjoying her warm, loving embrace, sharing breath, gazing lovingly upon each other, her soft coat brushing against your bare skin.

You shift down to hear her heartbeat, to her pregnant belly, feeling your foal kicking, the sensation filling your chest with that pleasurable, swelling feeling.

Cream giggles, petting on the head as you nuzzle her belly.

"Why don't you suck on my tits, my love? They're leaking again." the creamy mare suggests.

You shift down to her lactating mare tits, enveloping one of them with your soft lips, suckling on them like you've done many times before.

The feeling of her warm, delectable milk filling your mouth is incredibly calming.

You feel sleepy.

You shift your head to take care of the other nipple. Cream closes her eyes, beginning to nap.

You decide to take a nap as well, still suckling on her crotchteat.

Author's Note

As always, you're free to point out the spelling/grammar shitting the bed and what you don't like about it. :twilightsheepish: