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Adoptive Milf Sunset Shimmer

By Grey
Created: 2026-05-31 22:32:54
Updated: 2026-05-31 22:38:42
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    >>43185030
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    >>43180729
  3. 3.
    >You've still been having dreams about the orphanage.
  4. 4.
    >Like contacting your past self from the other end of that ethereal arc from the life you've hoped for.
  5. 5.
    >The grass does seem greener over here so far, but let's see how the winters play out.
  6. 6.
    >You're currently in the spring, and oh boy is your body screaming at you that it's mating season.
  7. 7.
    >Sunset Shimmer always speaks with such a softness to you that carries an undertone of excitement.
  8. 8.
    >To her, you've been her delicate little flower she's wanted to protect -even from herself- ever since she adopted you.
  9. 9.
    >But the tension in her tone always said there was more to the story than what you know.
  10. 10.
    >She doesn't want to harm you any more than she wants to set you free.
  11. 11.
    >Heaven forbid you start entering this rebellious phase in life: growing taller, voice cracking, etc.
  12. 12.
    >It's really been affecting Mama Sunset Shimmer in a peculiar way, dawning something within her she's poles apart from addressing.
  13. 13.
    >Her maternal instinct is warring with something she dares not tell her handsome young man about.
  14. 14.
    >But her actions may make it so she doesn't really need to tell you anything at all for you to connect the dots based off of what you learned from the internet.
  15. 15.
    >Not to mention puberty throwing a monkey wrench into the way you've been trying to manage your ape brain looking at fanart porn for the first time.
  16. 16.
    >You've been developing a frustration along with everything you've been physically developing.
  17. 17.
    >Not wanting to do dirty things with a girl, but unable to stop listening to what your body is trying to tell you.
  18. 18.
    >Still under the impression that once you put it inside a woman, you'll have sinned, but the temptation is growing too great.
  19. 19.
    >That character from the bible with the vowels switched.
  20. 20.
    >"Anon! Time to get up." Mama Sunset creaks your bedroom door open, the brand new 'keep out' sign boasting your equally new rebellious streak. "Unless you want me to drive you, don't miss the bus."
  21. 21.
    >You slink out of bed with zero enthusiasm for yet another school day.
  22. 22.
    >Mama Sunset's enthusiasm makes up for that as soon as she has to hide it, from setting her eyes onto your morning wood.
  23. 23.
    >She already empathizes with that "the more you can't have it, the more you want it" feeling you've been given by puberty telling you to scratch a certain itch that can't be reached yet.
  24. 24.
    >As she hears your clothes shuffling around in your room while getting dressed after having your tent be so visible, Mama Sunset gets intrusive thoughts.
  25. 25.
    >Those intrusive thoughts have to be batted away like those same butterflies you feel in your stomach as soon as Mama Sunset is bent over rummaging though the fridge for longer than necessary.
  26. 26.
    >Cake may not be allowed inside of the fridge, but she's got more than enough of her own atop her thick smooth thighs just outside the fridge's open door to make up for this rule.
  27. 27.
    >The next stiffness you feel isn't from being asleep.
  28. 28.
    >It's not like you didn't absolutely secretly love that black lacy bra Mama Sunset wears on occasion, but whenever she isn't wearing it underneath that thin robe, the bumps from her nipples greet you just as lewdly as you morning wood had greeted her.
  29. 29.
    >Almost feeling like a playful form of revenge for that.
  30. 30.
    >Of course she must know how boys your age would react to seeing such a neuron-activating sight, wearing just that robe with absolutely nothing else but a pair of slippers.
  31. 31.
    >The way the front tries its darnedest to flap its way open at the bottom and droop its way open at the top steals all your focus away from your pancakes Mama Sunset made for you.
  32. 32.
    >That warm cleavage beckons you, fully in the open and just waiting for your head to rest there like a pillow as though the day is already over that quickly.
  33. 33.
    >Just a little bit more and you'll see what her areolae look like.
  34. 34.
    >It's not too late to be breastfed, right?
  35. 35.
    >You wonder if she's thinking the same thing.
  36. 36.
    >She has to, since there's no way she doesn't feel the front flap of that robe straying open enough to reveal so much of her smooth inner thigh that looks extra creamy after she just finished showering.
  37. 37.
    >The rest of "breakfast time" is just you waiting for your erection under the table to subside as your pancakes on the plate on top of the table get cold in front of you.
  38. 38.
    >You make a good effort to wolf them down with the feral aggression of a coyote that hasn't eaten in a week and a half.
  39. 39.
    >"I'm glad you like them!" Mama Sunset chimes over to you, confirming that you didn't disappoint her with any neglect for the breakfast she made for you.
  40. 40.
    >And just like that, you're off to school.
  41. 41.
    >Out the door.
  42. 42.
    >Catching the bus at the last second.
  43. 43.
    >Still wondering why there's no seatbelts before remembering you forgot your notebook it's too late to retrieve.
  44. 44.
    >Whatever, you have a spare one in your locker.
  45. 45.
    >Just in case you forgot due to spending the morning lusting over the woman who adopted you many moons ago.
  46. 46.
    ~
  47. 47.
    >And then, many moons later, your home life found a way to echo into your school life.
  48. 48.
    >Just as Canterlot Middle School had been, Canterlot High school is your entire world until somewhere between 2pm and 3pm.
  49. 49.
    >Everything turns into the waiting game, eyes on that clock on the wall with the ticking as ominous as a pickaxe on granite, ears waiting for that bell that feels like audible gold every time you finally hear it.
  50. 50.
    >But these ears don't hear that echo from your home life until you met... her.
  51. 51.
    >Sunset Shimmer, the girl at school who not only has the exact same name as your adoptive mother, but looks identical to her as well, save for being a bit more than a decade younger.
  52. 52.
    >It was doomed to happen, your classmates have already been joking about it ever since that ONE classmate found out what your adoptive mom looked like at parent teacher conferences and blabbered to everyone else.
  53. 53.
    >That gosh darn Pinkie Pie couldn't keep a secret even if a party she was planning depended on it to not get called off, and that's saying something.
  54. 54.
    >It hadn't even been a day yet before (Pinkie's friend) Sunset herself found out with a blush on her face, clearly weirded out by the situation but also talked to her friends about it surprisingly often for some reason.
  55. 55.
    >The game of telephone is a cruel mistress, and a couple of the cooler dudes in your grade suddenly think you and Sunset Shimmer are actually related.
  56. 56.
    >As in, you and BOTH of the Sunsets.
  57. 57.
    "I'm her ADOPTED son, dumbass." You shout over their semi-performative chuckling. "And Sunset's not my sister either."
  58. 58.
    >"Yooooo, you're not even related?" Brawly Beats widens his eyes as Thunderbass turns around to silently exclaim at the wall in shock. "That makes it hot!"
  59. 59.
    "But it's not! It's just... weird..."
  60. 60.
    >"It's only weird and gross if you're related, dude." Heath Burns explains, joining in. "But if you're living together with someone acting like your mother, that's like having a roommate."
  61. 61.
    "How is having a roommate hot?"
  62. 62.
    >"Because it's a roommate you're not like, morally allowed to fuck, but actually want to and can."
  63. 63.
    >"It's because it's someone within fucking range taking a role that isn't supposed to include fucking." Thunderbass adds. "I read about this online. It's all about the cognitive dissonance, bro. And come oooon, man! Don't tell me Sunset isn't hot as hell."
  64. 64.
    >The other guys smirk, already knowing you agree.
  65. 65.
    >"Do you have any idea how lucky you are?" Brawly Beats says to you with his friends nodding. "Almost nobody gets a chance like this."
  66. 66.
    >You're not even sure which Sunset they're even referring to.
  67. 67.
    "I'm sorry that being adopted is more than just... manga fantasies in real life." You raise an eyebrow.
  68. 68.
    >"Well if you're adopted by ugly people, then you might as well be related to them, then. But that's not the point."
  69. 69.
    "What /is/ the point, then?"
  70. 70.
    >"You were not only adopted by a hot lady, which is already rare, but a hot lady who's basically a clone of one of the hottest girls in school!" Thunderbass makes frantic hand motions as he tries to explain this to you. "Do you not REALIZE the one-in-a-billion-opportunity you have, here?"
  71. 71.
    >Damn, you wish Pinkie Pie hadn't spilled the beans about this.
  72. 72.
    "What, you guys want me to date Sunset?"
  73. 73.
    >"Yeah, dude! Don't worry, you can have her, we've already got our girlfriends, and Sunset's single literally right now." Brawly Beats lightly jabs you in the arm. "We'll hook you up with her, bro. This HAS to happen!"
  74. 74.
    >Annoying how everyone turns into professional matchmakers as soon as they get the chance to facilitate a relationship that's just like in the movies of TV shows.
  75. 75.
    >You're surprised they're not cheesily breaking into song right now.
  76. 76.
    ~
  77. 77.
    >Over the course of just a few days, you went from "I'm not dating Sunset, it's weird, no way no how" to:
  78. 78.
    "H-hi..." You wave to the Sunset Shimmer your own age.
  79. 79.
    >"Hey..." She speaks as though she's aiming to sell you something.
  80. 80.
    >You dare not tell her about the fact that you've already been feeling funny for the Sunset Shimmer who adopted you.
  81. 81.
    >The Sunset Shimmer in your grade dare not tell you about the mental conflict Pinkie's discovery sparked within her, feeling like she's closer to you because you were raised by and are living with the other version of her.
  82. 82.
    >She noticed your behavior around her change, which contagiously spread to her faster than the rumor had (like before, which is saying something).
  83. 83.
    >The two of you saying hi to one another was the only thing left it took.
  84. 84.
    >End up hitting things off before the day is over.
  85. 85.
    >Holding hands before the week is over.
  86. 86.
    >And you dare not tell the Sunset who adopted you about this outlet you've found to really explore this absolute craving for a warm curvy body with red and yellow locks flowing down the sides she gave you.
  87. 87.
    >It's no long before you and your girlfriend are openly sitting next to eachother on the bus for the entire ride to the location of the field trip.
  88. 88.
    >The lack of seatbelts allowed you to sit together.
  89. 89.
    >Arms around one another.
  90. 90.
    >Cuddling.
  91. 91.
    >Sunset letting you watch her tits jiggle every time the bus went over a bump in the road.
  92. 92.
    >Encouraging it, even.
  93. 93.
    >Something she finds fun about that escapes description...
  94. 94.
    >Almost like she knew what you secretly wanted to see just by holding your hand.
  95. 95.
    >You're just happy you get to be open about something like this with Sunset Shimmer.
  96. 96.
    >And not have to hide it because the two of you are societally required to play the roles of mother and son despite not being related.
  97. 97.
    >This Sunset's assets aren't as developed, but her current proximity to you overrides that.
  98. 98.
    >You just love feeling her hip up against you, the side of her soft breast pressing onto you as you have arms around one another's torsos.
  99. 99.
    >The two of you hold hands throughout the entire museum tour, deliberately getting caught behind the group to try making out together surrounded by skeletons from the Late Cretaceous Period.
  100. 100.
    >It's better to do it away from the group where the "I told you so"s would interrupt your peace.
  101. 101.
    >But then a sudden piercing whine puts an extinction level crater into the intimate moment.
  102. 102.
    >"EEEWWW!!!" A smaller and younger green faceless boy points with an exaggerated grimace. "They're KISSING!"
  103. 103.
    >The group of elementary school kids was evidently not very far behind, and one of them sounds the alarm that makes all the other kids rush over to 'eww' at the two of you as well in unison.
  104. 104.
    >Very LOUDLY persecuting what they don't understand.
  105. 105.
    >Yeah, this is why kids are just annoying as hell.
  106. 106.
    >At least one of them must have hit the same high note that 1970 Michael Jackson did when singing about "mommy kissing santa claus".
  107. 107.
    >Except /this/ version is extremely unpleasant and leaves a ringing in your ears for the rest of the 15 minutes it takes to catch up with the rest of your group of classmates.
  108. 108.
    >Somehow sneaking right past Pinkie Pie who was sent back to fetch you after it had been discovered that you two were no longer with the group.
  109. 109.
    >The pink girl had picked up on the clamoring of the elementary school kids before the parents, teachers and other chaperones could shush them in time.
  110. 110.
    >"Hey!" Pinkie spots the younger green kid who looks oddly exactly like you. "Aren't you supposed to be taller?"
  111. 111.
    >"Wh-what?" The green kid who called you out looks on in confusion before realizing that you indeed looked like him.
  112. 112.
    >"What did Sunset DO to you? Did she kiss you and now you're turning into a frog!?"
  113. 113.
    >"Excuse me!" A teacher interjects. "Anon's with us, thank you."
  114. 114.
    >It takes a couple of seconds, but Pinkie puts two and two together after having learned what she had about Sunset, letting in a long sustained gasp.
  115. 115.
    >"No. Freaking. WAY." She darts over to catch up with the rest of the group, her frantic mumbling like a go-kart motor as she weaves between the Miocene then Pleistocene exhibits. "Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshomygosh..."
  116. 116.
    >You unintentionally do the caveman Spongebob pose as soon as you hear Pinkie call your name from the corridor behind you.
  117. 117.
    >"NONNY OH MY GOD YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS!" Pinkie screeches into the final exhibit before the exit, like a Pterodactyl from the past.
  118. 118.
    >You and Sunset sigh together, both understanding you'll have to humor Pinkie and act super interested in whatever she's about to go on about this time.
  119. 119.
    ~
  120. 120.
    >Is there another you roaming around in this world?
  121. 121.
    >You're already dating the second Sunset that Pinkie herself indirectly introduced you to, so you won't put it past the universe to do the same thing twice.
  122. 122.
    >You're back home now, and you find the Sunset who adopted you greeting you with a silent smile.
  123. 123.
    >"How was school today, honey? You have fun on the field trip?" She shakes a can of whipped cream.
  124. 124.
    "Yeah. We went through all of natural history of earth today."
  125. 125.
    >"Oh, that's great!" Mama Sunset aims the nozzle of the whipped cream dispenser at her pursed plump lips, opening up and spraying that white sweetness onto her tongue. "Learn anything new you didn't get to see on the Discovery Channel?"
  126. 126.
    >The longer you speak with her, the more she lets some whipped cream dribble out the corner of her mouth slightly.
  127. 127.
    >Sends your imagination into overdrive.
  128. 128.
    >"The exhibit ended with us humans as mammals, right?" Mama Sunset asks, wiping her mouth with a paper towel.
  129. 129.
    "Yeah..." You respond. "But they didn't even tells us as much as they say on the Discovery Channel."
  130. 130.
    >Mama Sunset's cheeks puff out with the newest load of whipped cream being spurted out the nozzle between her plush lips. "Mmm... that's why the Discovery Channel is so good."
  131. 131.
    >Why is she holding the can with both hands... and making a... motion with it?
  132. 132.
    >The side view of her showing just how much her voluptuous breasts and booty jut out is getting your heart rate up, the precursor to something else getting up...
  133. 133.
    >Funny how it's only now does she notice that you're seeming more distant, and not the other times when your hunger around her waned slightly due to you finally having a bit of an outlet for your sexual frustration after the several years it spent blossoming out.
  134. 134.
    >You eventually go about your day, but Mama Sunset does not.
  135. 135.
    >She's not satisfied until he can figure out what's been going on with your change in demeanor; she knows you too well not to notice that something at school has changed.
  136. 136.
    >The only thing that's changed for her is the immediacy of when she breaks the doorknob to the bathroom, making sure you'll feel that temptation to take that opportunity to "catch" her while she's showering.
  137. 137.
    >---
  138. 138.
    >In your room, you and Sunset Shimmer from CHS begin to get increasingly personal and intimate in your texts.
  139. 139.
    >Typing sweet nothings to one another, wishing you could come over without parents getting involved, all that stuff.
  140. 140.
    >You let her know that your adoptive mother has always been super protective of you, and she doesn't want to let you go out with a girl she doesn't approve of.
  141. 141.
    >It comes as no surprise that Sunset already understands this, and she figures that Mama Sunset would surely understand and likely prefer a clone of herself to date you before any other girl does.
  142. 142.
    >You uh... really hope she's right.
  143. 143.
    >In the meantime, in this intermediate period where you can't really meet in person, you and CHS Sunset Shimmer feel your restraint crumbling under the weight of what you two are talking about together: boob size and dick size.
  144. 144.
    >The restraint only gets weaker when the two of you can't hold it up together as your team effort, and she leads you on into leading her on into leading you on... all of this is drifting closer and closer to clothes being moved out of the way and camera apps opening.
  145. 145.
    >Clothes being moves out of the way turns into clothes being stripped off entirely.
  146. 146.
    >Seeing that sleek bare torso of Sunset Shimmer first was enough to get you going, but her light pink bra being lifted away from her perky B-cup breasts is what convinced you to show her how erect it made you.
  147. 147.
    >Stupid decisions made your sweet nothings you two exchanged get more cringeworthy, especially you with the blood leaving your brain for somewhere else...
  148. 148.
    >The two of you had escalated past this point during following nights, and were soon ready to "check eachother out" in person.
  149. 149.
    ~
  150. 150.
    >After you fix the doorknob to the bathroom door yet again one morning, having gotten up early to do so, you hear her bedroom door swing open while eating breakfast.
  151. 151.
    >It only helped a little to avoid your urges when Mama Sunset only walks around in her robe once again, this time with her bra on, which only pushes her huge supple breasts together into beautiful accentuated cleavage.
  152. 152.
    >"How'd you sleep, sweetie?" Mama Sunset opens the fridge door.
  153. 153.
    "Good." You watch her bend over for you, a regular occurrence at this point.
  154. 154.
    >There's the indentation from the back of her bra, but nothing indicating she's wearing panties, just the slight crevice from the thin robe dipping between Mama Sunset's bare smooth soft buttcheeks just underneath~.
  155. 155.
    >The cold fridge air made Mama Sunset's big sexy nipples get hard enough to barely show bumps through her robe anyway despite the layer of her black lace bra cups~.
  156. 156.
    >You can see the edge of those bra cups peeking out when she turns around with a can of whipped cream once more, her loose robe slipping further open already.
  157. 157.
    >Your gaze is drawn to that same enticing full cleavage like always, and Mama Sunset doesn't bother covering it.
  158. 158.
    >She latches her lips around the nozzle and slightly sucks on it for a few seconds in front of you before letting the whipped cream spray into her mouth.
  159. 159.
    >She purposefully licks the tip with her tongue stuck out, then plays with the load of whipped cream in her open mouth as more than before dribbles out and lands on her sexy exposed cleavage her loose partially open robe is presenting to you~.
  160. 160.
    >It's a good thing you still needed to shower this morning, because all this gave you an erection that HAD to be dealt with.
  161. 161.
    >You rush into the bathroom before the knob can be broken and get going with scratching that itch.
  162. 162.
    >Haphazardly leaving your phone on the counter, not knowing what Mama Sunset is doing to it while your under the water charming your snake.
  163. 163.
    >Nothing is suspected as you're sent off to school.
  164. 164.
    >---
  165. 165.
    >The CHS hallways are just about done bustling with students making their way to and from classes.
  166. 166.
    >Out of the way from everyone else's regular walking paths is the bench away from the bright, humming overhead lights you and Sunset Shimmer aim to sit down and not have to talk over anyone else.
  167. 167.
    >Ready to learn more about eachother than anyone here is bound to learn in any class.
  168. 168.
    >It's almost scary how intimate sext messages can open two people up to a whole world of honesty with one another.
  169. 169.
    >An erasure of secrets can go a long way.
  170. 170.
    >"I think it's very healthy that we do this tomorrow afternoon." Sunset agrees after fetching a notebook out of her locker and shutting it. "It's the weekend, and your, uh, is not going to be around. We can break the rest of the ice then."
  171. 171.
    >She's sure to make it clear that she's on board before the already texted hookup time is set in stone, her tone almost sounding like the heart emote reaction appearing next to the message stating he time and place.
  172. 172.
    "I'm sorry this is so awkward." You apologize.
  173. 173.
    >"Hey, it's alright." She places a gentle hand onto yours. "You have no idea how long I've been wondering where she is. We'll figure this out together. Ease into letting her find out about us."
  174. 174.
    >Those words feel like an ominous promise that only assures that something may go wrong.
  175. 175.
    >Sunset herself knows how territorial she can get when it comes to someone she cares about, so she figures that letting Mama Sunset know early on would come off as more transparent and trustworthy.
  176. 176.
    >You can sense the worry in her eyes, letting her pick up on the worry in yours.
  177. 177.
    >But she speaks as though you already gave away your concern before you meant to, stroking the back of your hand with her thumb.
  178. 178.
    >"I know I'd understand if I had adopted you and things got sexual between you and a girl at school." She struggles to find words that encapsulate the clone factor. "It was really brave of you to address this early on by asking me out. We don't have to worry anymore about getting started explaining that she's me and I'm her. To eachother, at least."
  179. 179.
    "So you're definitely planning to tell her?"
  180. 180.
    >"I think it's best if I am the one to tell her. I've been meaning to meet her regardless, and I'm pretty sure she'd be open to listening. I'll start off by telling her how wonderful you've been to me, and that I've wanted to meet her for a long time after arriving here from Equestria. Believe me, there's a lot more for me to explain than just our little situation."
  181. 181.
    >You smile at her after her smile reassures you a little.
  182. 182.
    >"You don't have to be scared. I already know her almost as well as I know myself. And you and her know one another, I know she'll understand."
  183. 183.
    "I'm... just concerned, that's all." The shaking of your legs objects to your words.
  184. 184.
    >"Anon." Sunset lightly pats your shoulder. "This is a scary situation. It's okay to be a little scared. I'm a little scared too. I always knew I'd be scared when I finally meet my other self. That's why I'm going to address this first to her."
  185. 185.
    "Should I say anything about it beforehand?" You surprisingly didn't stutter.
  186. 186.
    >"Just go about as if nothing changed. I promise, it'll be alright."
  187. 187.
    >You meekly stare at her, prompting an understanding smile from her once more.
  188. 188.
    >"Okay?" She continues, her voice growing slightly quieter. "We got this. It's okay."
  189. 189.
    "Okay." You breathe with a nod.
  190. 190.
    >"I'm so glad you're here for all this. I know she knows how sweet you are. I know she'd love to have this address the tension you two must have between one another too."
  191. 191.
    "I..."
  192. 192.
    >"It's okay, babe. This'll make everything so much easier. We'll take this leap of faith."
  193. 193.
    >There's a pause during which she gives a slight and probably unintentional nod to you, more than willing to endure any rough patch or unexplored territory while by your side.
  194. 194.
    >Her concern makes your concern feel so much less alone in this.
  195. 195.
    >Her relation to Mama Sunset does the same as well.
  196. 196.
    >This is what draws the next words out of you.
  197. 197.
    "For better or for worse?"
  198. 198.
    >"For better or for worse." Sunset closes in for a hug into your side. "Look at how much you've already addressed what you've been feeling for her through me." She continues on with the part you really didn't want to talk about.
  199. 199.
    >You take a slow deep breath, prompting Sunset to hug you a little tighter.
  200. 200.
    >"I know, I know. But again, this is healthy. It's almost like what you've been feeling for her prepared you for me." Sunset gleams into your eyes with her gentle gaze. "It's only fair that I get all of us onto the same frequency anyway."
  201. 201.
    >Her eyes are seeking something within you, and you figure you'll just let her know now instead of make her go fishing for it.
  202. 202.
    >And boy is she good at fishing for some reason.
  203. 203.
    "I'm still not very sure about this." You confess, staring at the laminated floor beneath your feet. "Yeah, I'm scared too, but she's protective and... and she might be..."
  204. 204.
    >"I'll find out if she's feeling anything herself too." Sunset gives you the answer before you endure getting the rest of the words out.
  205. 205.
    >The sheer awkwardness of this situation has your face as bright red as half of Sunset's long flowing locks of hair gently resting on the sides of her jacket.
  206. 206.
    "Are you sure you're sure?"
  207. 207.
    >Sunset responds with a quick peck on your cheek. "You can trust me."
  208. 208.
    "And you trust me?"
  209. 209.
    >"I know I can trust you. It's okay if you have your doubts, but we'll get things underway."
  210. 210.
    >You take a nervous breath, knowing full well that you can't just keep kicking this can down the road until something happens on its own without you being prepared.
  211. 211.
    >Sunset was right about that when she started this conversation off with that.
  212. 212.
    >If you don't prepare to address this then address it, it might address itself, and you might end up reacting without thinking it through first when the situation slips away from your control.
  213. 213.
    >Doing things impromptu is much scarier than facing it earlier on when it comes to this.
  214. 214.
    >"Mutual trust is a big part of what relationships are about." Sunset murmurs to you. "Again, for better or for worse."
  215. 215.
    >She's trying to tug you along for this wild ride, knowing how uncomfortable it is for you, but you're starting to release your footing from the fear holding you to the ground.
  216. 216.
    >The school hallway is now silent as you two sit on the creaky bench together, your messy little plans bouncing back and forth in voices that can't decide if they sound more scared or more determined.
  217. 217.
    >"Awwww, you two are so CYOOT together!" Pinkie Pie suddenly and once again breaks the silence.
  218. 218.
    >The two of you do a synchronized startled wince at her sudden presence, both wondering if she has teleportation powers.
  219. 219.
    >"Pinkie!" Sunset closes her eyes and furrows her brow. "Do you MIND?!"
  220. 220.
    >As soon as Sunset opens her eyes, she discovers that Pinkie's face is covered in a coat of white paint with two red dots under her eyes.
  221. 221.
    >"Uhh, what's the face paint for?" Sunset's eyes turn to he slip of paper in Pinkie's hand.
  222. 222.
    >"Oh! I forgot to tell you! I'm being let out early because I'm performing at a birthday party today!" Pinkie enthusiastically explains, before turning to you. "You don't know it yet, but you'll be there in a way, Nonny!"
  223. 223.
    "Wha...?"
  224. 224.
    >"Don't worry about it. It won't interfere with what you two are doing. I'll tell you two all about it after I get more info!"
  225. 225.
    >Pinkie darts away, disappearing just as abruptly as she appeared before either of you had time to ask her to elaborate on what she just said.
  226. 226.
    >"I'll... talk to her as soon as I can." Sunset reassures you.
  227. 227.
    >Little do you know, this probably won't even be as soon as Mama Sunset indirectly talks to you about something else after you get home to chill out for the night.
  228. 228.
    >---
  229. 229.
    ~
  230. 230.
    >"You can fix the doorknob later, dear. Mommy needs to shower." She swipes the screwdriver out of your hand.
  231. 231.
    "But-"
  232. 232.
    >"No no no." She stops you from reaching for it, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Just wait until mommy's through."
  233. 233.
    >You hate how she's referring to herself as mommy, like you're suddenly a little kid again when you're clearly not.
  234. 234.
    >She tosses the only screwdriver in the house into the bathroom sink with a piercing clanking noise that punctuates her recklessness.
  235. 235.
    >She shuts the door, with the broken doorknob clicking weirdly and not even latching all the way closed.
  236. 236.
    >The amount of intention behind this action is what's really locked away, albeit locked behind glass as soon as you think about this logically.
  237. 237.
    >This is only reinforced by the fact that Mama Sunset pretends not to notice the door gap open with your arm reaching for the screwdriver in the sink.
  238. 238.
    >You were really just mad about her babying you and did this out of spite, but hidden under that spite is the urge to glance into the mirror as Mama Sunset's reflection after hearing the water turn on.
  239. 239.
    >The amount of intention is further made clear by how she's probably going out of her way to pretend not to notice anything in the reflection as she slips out of her high heels first...
  240. 240.
    >You've been given an opportunity to finally see /everything/!
  241. 241.
    >Staged or not, is your young horny brain really going to pass this up?
  242. 242.
    >Rational thought has gone fishing.
  243. 243.
    >Mama Sunset shimmies out of her jacket, making her big jiggling boobies wobble in her clingy burgundy top that already doesn't really cover her midriff and already shows some of her arousing cleavage.
  244. 244.
    >The bottom was already trying to expose her lewd bellybutton, so she helps it by pulling the fabric up but not stopping at fully exposing her soft tummy, tugging it over the well developed bust of Mama Sunset's soft full adult breasts comfortably filling that black lacy D-cup bra that boasts her warm delicious cleavage~.
  245. 245.
    >Oh how you've missed the sight of that cleavage so, and your rapidly stiffening erection agrees.
  246. 246.
    >With those squeezable boobies swaying in that black lacy bra, Mama Sunset insists with her looping thumbs that her miniskirt be dragged down her wide fertile hips and smooth warm thighs, right in front of her special adopted boy seeing her matching black panties for the first time~.
  247. 247.
    >She stands there swinging her wide sexy hips in nothing but her bra and panties waiting for the water to warm up enough.
  248. 248.
    >Then she guides her stretchy black lacy panties down the big wobbling cheeks of her soft naked booty and helps the garment find its way down her thick thighs until it falls the rest of the way down her legs to her ankles...
  249. 249.
    >You we're already toying with your erect tool through your pants upon seeing the bare plump lips of Mama Sunset's smooth naked pussy, but then she unclasps the back of her bra and guides her loose straps off her smooth shoulders making those black lace bra cups fall away from the dark orange-pink areolae and peaks Mama Sunset's big suckable bare nipples~.
  250. 250.
    >Your fly couldn't have been unzipped fast enough.
  251. 251.
    >Completely naked in her curvy glory, Mama Sunset's fully endowed assets jiggle as she steps over the rim of the bathtub into the hot water...
  252. 252.
    >The glass sliding door allows you to watch Mama Sunset's wet naked voluptuous body jiggle for you as she lathers and rinses herself, that glass door as transparent as whatever her unsubtle level of intention was locked behind.
  253. 253.
    >You're too captivated to grab your phone, already obediently choking your chicken to the sight you might as well not bother recording.
  254. 254.
    >More detail is using your own eyes anyway, and it's not like you can only splurt to this later.
  255. 255.
    >Mama Sunset's nude tits and ass shake around faster as soon as she begins slipping her fingers between her dripping vulva.
  256. 256.
    >It's like she knows you're watching and stroking to her.
  257. 257.
    >Playing it off as a woman simply addressing her needs in privacy.
  258. 258.
    >But the true scope of her needs can only be addressed with the help of what you're addressing only half of your own needs with stroke by stroke.
  259. 259.
    >Mama Sunset's soft hot and wet curves glisten under the running water, her assets deliciously jiggling around as you match the intensity with which she masturbates.
  260. 260.
    >You stay shielded by the ajar door, teasing your agitated beast to the show Mama Sunset puts on for you.
  261. 261.
    >She moans louder, fingering faster, making her womanly jiggling intensify.
  262. 262.
    >How could you NOT stroke faster?
  263. 263.
    >It's like she's stroking your cock by rubbing herself enough to make you go faster yourself.
  264. 264.
    >"A-ah~! An-" Mama Sunset bites her lip and swallows your name she was about to utter.
  265. 265.
    >But it came bubbling back up anyway as she closed in on her climax sooner than the worst hiding spot in hide and seek.
  266. 266.
    >"Anon~" She groans as quietly as possible, hoping the noise of the shower drowns out the truth she spoke.
  267. 267.
    >She still made sure to moan loud enough to indicate that she's orgasming, just in case you wanted to orgasm at the same time as her.
  268. 268.
    >Your heart was racing as you in fact did.
  269. 269.
    >Oh, you did.
  270. 270.
    >Caught it in your hand.
  271. 271.
    >Most if it.
  272. 272.
    >Had to wipe the rest off the carpet at the doorway.
  273. 273.
    >Proceed to be drowsy the rest of your Friday night while staying up late the best you can.
  274. 274.
    >After finishing up her shower, Mama Sunset investigated with a blacklight and discovered where you left the mark of the beast you had to tame.
  275. 275.
    >It's a good thing the purpose of her shower wasn't to stay clean all night, because this new knowledge in her head has her staying up later in bed than you've ever been.
  276. 276.
    >Enjoying your nudes she sent to her own phone as you slept.
  277. 277.
    >Knowing full well that the erect cock on her screen she's fingering to came while you watched her masturbate in the shower.
  278. 278.
    >She can't even sleep all night; something in her psyche snapped like a toothpick under a cinderblock.
  279. 279.
    >Mixing chemicals in her brain and overriding hesitation by morning.
  280. 280.
    ~
  281. 281.
    >"Time to get up, sweetie!" Mama Sunset swings your door on a Saturday.
  282. 282.
    "Wha...?" You groan with barely parting eyelids, feeling the covers sliding off of you from more than from you simply sitting up weakly.
  283. 283.
    >It's too late before you realize she's pulling the covers away.
  284. 284.
    >Her grip on this stage curtain is too strong and established by the time you try to stop it from being lifted, and Mama Sunset's eyes meet the performance she wanted to see.
  285. 285.
    >That performance being the way you squirm with your morning wood she expected tenting your underwear.
  286. 286.
    >A performance that can only come from you being forced out of your dressing room onto the stage of your mattress while not yet being presentable.
  287. 287.
    >"Hi, baby~." Mama Sunset breathily greets you, wearing only her clingy burgundy top teasing her tummy and cleavage, her bra underneath, and a really thin thong hugging those wide breedable hips~. "Mommy wants to spend some quality time with you, okay~?"
  288. 288.
    >Only now do you realize you woke up to her swinging your bedroom door closed, not open.
  289. 289.
    >Both of you can see what this is, both having lowkey expected it to happen sooner or later at this point.
  290. 290.
    >She lids her eyes and bites her lip at the sight of your morning erection tenting your underwear along with your stiff nipples poking through the thin T-shirt you slept in with nothing else on.
  291. 291.
    "What are you...?" You scramble away from her but not fast enough.
  292. 292.
    >Mama Sunset grabs your wrists and pulls you back into center stage of the mattress.
  293. 293.
    "I-It's Saturday! I don't have to-"
  294. 294.
    >"Yeah you do~." Coos Mama Sunset as she pulls you up against herself, beginning to disarm your struggling with the intense warmth of her soft curvy body.
  295. 295.
    "Cut it out!" You kick weakly, but there's no actual conviction behind it.
  296. 296.
    >She's not even bothering to pretend now, Mama Sunset's kisses are now far more intimate and plentiful than they've ever been.
  297. 297.
    >She spreads them all over your cheek and neck like wildfire, not caring about you turning your face away when she tries to plant a kiss onto your lips.
  298. 298.
    >You try to push her face away, but she only grabs your wrists and holds them back, leaving increasingly wet smooches all over your face and neck as you turn your head away to either side in panic.
  299. 299.
    >Your stiff morning wood juts onto Mama Sunset's soft lower belly, emboldening her lust for you as her big soft boobies mash into you while she continues hunting that inevitable liplock with her sexy little man.
  300. 300.
    "You can't just... just... ah-Mmh~!" You next protest is cut short.
  301. 301.
    >The culprit being Mama Sunset's next kiss finally capturing you on the mouth...
  302. 302.
    >"Mmmmmhh~." She moans, feeling your flailing gradually wilt until it dies down completely.
  303. 303.
    >She's quick to deepen the kiss, then deepen it further, until you're on your back facing the reality of her tongue tangling with yours.
  304. 304.
    >Her moans into your mouth soften as she begins tugging your shirt up.
  305. 305.
    >She's spent enough time protecting her delicate little flower.
  306. 306.
    >She just couldn't resist forcing those petals open just before they were ready.
  307. 307.
    >Taking you for herself in the most intimate way.
  308. 308.
    >Your mind doesn't know what to do, but your body does.
  309. 309.
    >Thrust your hips up onto Mama Sunset's tummy, getting a muffled giggle out of her in return.
  310. 310.
    >She keeps deeply kissing you for another minute or so, making sure you're drunk off of the taste of her, then she moves the kisses down your chin and then further south.
  311. 311.
    >Her kisses pepper their way down your smooth bare tummy after she lifts the lower half of your shirt up.
  312. 312.
    >Her kisses meet your underwear's waistband...
  313. 313.
    >Her fingers loop around the elastic waistband, tugging the sides down.
  314. 314.
    "Mommy, wait! That's private!" You blurt, not realizing the word spread from her tongue to yours until after you said it.
  315. 315.
    >You blush heavily in embarrassment as Mommy Shimmer takes charge and guides your underwear further down until your erection flings out, immediately caught by her hand that instantly begins to stroke your hard length.
  316. 316.
    "Mommy~!" You wheeze with dizzy lust overtaking you.
  317. 317.
    >"Mommy needs you to masturbate for her~." Mommy Sunset gives your bare skin next to your crotch a couple of kisses before letting go of your riled up member to leave it swaying. "Go ahead and rub your boy-business... just like before, okay baby~? Do as you're told."
  318. 318.
    >Your right hand complies as though it has a mind of its own, wrapping your fingers around your shaft and moving that grip up and down.
  319. 319.
    >Her eyes light up seeing what a good listener you are.
  320. 320.
    >Your eyes wander to Mommy Sunset's large soft breasts packed into that cleavage revealing burgundy top that already rode halfway up her curvy midriff.
  321. 321.
    >She chuckles warmly after following your curious gaze. "You always liked these, didn't you?" She cups them and pushes them together in that top. "Mommy always caught you looking at her boobies. Be honest, baby. You love these? Mommy's boobies always make you feel good inside?"
  322. 322.
    "Yes, mommy." You huff with your grip imitating what you felt her grip doing the best it can.
  323. 323.
    >"Wanna see mommy's boobies~? Wanna touch them~?"
  324. 324.
    "Yes, mommy..."
  325. 325.
    >"Say please."
  326. 326.
    "Yes, please, mommy."
  327. 327.
    >Mommy Sunset grabs the hem of her clingy revealing top and adeptly pulls it up above her head, again baring her busty bra-clad breasts encased in black lace pushing that beautiful cleavage together.
  328. 328.
    >"Help unhook mommy's bra, please~." Mommy Sunset pushes her bountiful chest forward at you as her now messy hair is separated from the discarded burgundy top that lands on your bedroom floor.
  329. 329.
    >You do as you're told, using your free hand to reach behind her and help Mommy Sunset unlatch the clasp at the back of her black lacy D-cup bra.
  330. 330.
    >The back flies open, she guides the loosened straps off her shoulders and down her arms, and very slowly lets her black lace bra cups slip down, teasingly drawing out the gradual reveal of the sexy orange-pink of her big suckable bare nipples~.
  331. 331.
    >"You love masturbating to mommy's boobies~?" Mommy Sunset shakes her full naked breasts for you with an aroused giggle.
  332. 332.
    "Yes, mommy. M-may I suck them, please?"
  333. 333.
    >"Of course, baby! Just like you always wanted~!"
  334. 334.
    >Before you know it, your lips press onto and close around the awaiting salty taste of Mommy Sunset's large bare nipples~.
  335. 335.
    >"There you go... that's my baby~." Groans Mommy Sunset with a strain in her tone, breastfeeding you for the first time ever since she took you in. "Go ahead and suckle all you want. Mommy knows you're thirsty..."
  336. 336.
    >You can't decide if you want to close your eyes or not, admiring Mommy Sunset's large bare orange-pink nipples staring you in the face every time you alternate between them, before planting a kiss around each areola with your lips closing around each stiffened peak~.
  337. 337.
    >"Shhshhshh it's alright, baby." She gently pulls your hand away from your twitching rod with her own grip eagerly substituting for it faster than lightning. "Let mommy take it from here."
  338. 338.
    >Her introduction was quick but her stroking is slow, taking several seconds before getting the roll of her wrist motion going, making you tremble in response.
  339. 339.
    >Each of her breaths presses her bare breasts onto your face and into your suckling mouth.
  340. 340.
    >She hums a tune for you while gradually working your erect shaft closer to the edge at just the pace she knows is right for you.
  341. 341.
    >She slows down a little more upon hearing your low, muffled whine request that this last just a little longer.
  342. 342.
    >The way Mommy Sunset cradles your head with her one hand is the soothing version of the electrifying way her other thumb plays with your other weeping head in slow deliberate circles.
  343. 343.
    >Your clear precum leaking out eases her thumb's gliding motions, helping them return the favor by fanning the flames of tingling passion each new circular caress mounts upon your glans.
  344. 344.
    >The two of you find a mutual rhythm together that you'll share all the way over the edge.
  345. 345.
    >The longer you go on, the more you feel a warm trickle of milk enter your mouth out of Mommy Sunset's nipples.
  346. 346.
    >Her delighted gasps get higher ever few seconds.
  347. 347.
    >Her breaths get deeper and closer together.
  348. 348.
    >You know the way your lips tease those areolae and peaks is getting far past her defenses.
  349. 349.
    >"Your mouth feels so good on mommy's boobies, sweet baby~!" She quietly whines as her erect nipples reactively let out sustained squirts of her mouth for you to gulp down.
  350. 350.
    "I love you, mommy~" You mindlessly declare in between alternating her nipples again.
  351. 351.
    >"I love you too, sweetie~!" Mommy Sunset let's you push your face harder into her huge soft mounds, gently mashing your head into her plentiful bosom getting deliciously squished by this~.
  352. 352.
    >Her milk spurts into your mouth for you to gulp down over the next few minutes.
  353. 353.
    >Her soft curvy embrace keeps you warm and safe.
  354. 354.
    >That deluge of precum leaking from your cock's head has coated your entire shaft, easing Mommy Sunset's ministrations moving up and down your twitching length.
  355. 355.
    >Both of you share an equal understanding of how this will end, both openly supporting it.
  356. 356.
    >Especially after you finally raise your face to kiss Mommy Sunset on the lips once more with your appreciative hands groping her full soft bare tits.
  357. 357.
    >Mommy Sunset's soft curvaceous warmth is a magnet to you.
  358. 358.
    >"Mommy needs a turn drinking from you now, okay~?"
  359. 359.
    "Yes, mommy."
  360. 360.
    >After one final tongue twisting french kiss, she moves her face down the front of your body, planting kisses at her favorite landmarks until those soft lips pepper a few pecks up your length~.
  361. 361.
    >"Don't be scared, baby. You saw mommy do this before..."
  362. 362.
    >You raise your pelvis slightly, signaling how much you're welcoming Mommy Sunset to give your glans a kiss that will deepen as far as your length can go.
  363. 363.
    >She puckers her lips onto the head, then parts those lips to let your slippery tip sink between them~.
  364. 364.
    "Mommy~"
  365. 365.
    >"You're doing great, baby~!" She slurringly compliments before taking your girth all the way past her lips, igniting a shock throughout your whole body.
  366. 366.
    >You jolt, but she keeps ahold of you.
  367. 367.
    >She knows you'll endure throughout this brand new pleasure.
  368. 368.
    "M-mMOMMY?!" You shiver in too many different emotions to describe.
  369. 369.
    >"Mmmmmhh~..." Mommy Sunset communicates by taking your entire length in, scrambling your thoughts more the longer she moves her head up and down.
  370. 370.
    >It feels too at-home inside of Mommy Sunset's mouth.
  371. 371.
    >Your cock is already hyper-sensitive, and it's surrounded by hot wetness that only drives it even more wild with confused lust~.
  372. 372.
    >Far outside of your control, you shudder and tense up, outside of your comfort zone but with Mommy Sunset right here to guid me you through it.
  373. 373.
    "Mommy~."
  374. 374.
    >She continues moving her head up and down, stirring your cock into a restraint-less state of tingling.
  375. 375.
    "Mommy~!"
  376. 376.
    >She already knows what your really asking for, but you can only say her name.
  377. 377.
    >But she feels what your body truly wants.
  378. 378.
    >Her tongue spirals around your enveloped glans, stimulating you more than you can comprehend~.
  379. 379.
    "MOMMY~?!"
  380. 380.
    >She simply continues to stroke your shaft with her mouth, helping you up to the edge despite your fear.
  381. 381.
    >You're afraid to continue, but Mommy Sunset continues for you~!
  382. 382.
    "Mommy? I-MOMMY~!" You feel yourself cross the barrier.
  383. 383.
    >Already knowing you do well, Mommy Sunset feels it happen too, and lovingly unravels the rest of your control with several sincere bobs of her head that more then override any attempt to hold back~!
  384. 384.
    >Her eyes light up when your hard cock convulses violently against the inside of her mouth~.
  385. 385.
    >She's operating on autopilot too now~.
  386. 386.
    >Your first spurt jets out; she takes it in, just in time for your second spurt and so on.
  387. 387.
    "MOMMY I'M- I-..." You can't form a sentence as your jets of hot cum do the real talking. "MOMMY~! MOMMYY~~!"
  388. 388.
    >Her tongue continues to trigger you just as it had the can of whipped cream...
  389. 389.
    >You clutch your mattress as your cock erupts into Mommy Sunset's thirsty mouth, quickly filling her enough to make her have to let some of it dribble out despite her gulping~~.
  390. 390.
    >Your convulsing cock wildly and uncontrollably erupts and erupts and erupts~~!
  391. 391.
    >Your room starts spinning so much that your posters may as well fly off of the walls.
  392. 392.
    >Like you've been sucked up into a twister and are being taken to the colorful land of Oz.
  393. 393.
    >---
  394. 394.
    >How could anyone compare to Mommy Sunset's warm soft embrace that coils around you under the sheets that are now allowed back over the mattress?
  395. 395.
    >You get to sleep in on this Saturday just like you wanted, this time with Mommy Sunset naked and cuddling you close to her huge bountiful breasts mushing onto you as she hums and cradles you.
  396. 396.
    >This is the kind of moment she had always been dreaming of ever since she adopted you long ago.
  397. 397.
    >You make out with Mommy Sunset, finally addressing everything you've been too scared to describe to her now with your tongues just acting upon those urges more directly together.
  398. 398.
    >You continue to suckle on her beautiful stiff orange-pink nipples, happily gulping Mommy Sunset's warm milk down as she cradles you close to the soft natural pillows of her bare bountiful breasts.
  399. 399.
    >All while the covers are gently tucked up to halfway up the side of your head, trapping the shared body heat of you and Mommy Sunset underneath as your nude embrace bonds you forever.
  400. 400.
    >"Hehehe, someone's ready for some more fun~..." Mommy Sunset feels your morning wood return in the early afternoon, soon letting you find the thin straps of her thong under the covers and work them down those wide, soft, smooth fertile hips~. "Time to give my baby a sibling~~."
  401. 401.
    ~
  402. 402.
    ~
  403. 403.
    >"Is everything okay, Anon? You've barely touched your food." CHS Sunset Shimmer sits across from you with a lost expression on her face.
  404. 404.
    "I just... wish I got more sleep." You rub your eyes.
  405. 405.
    >The clacking of silverware on the bowls and plates once again takes over the cloth cloaked table the two of you sit at.
  406. 406.
    >This table definitely isn't one of the ones characterized by chatter or smalltalk.
  407. 407.
    >With her hair tightly bound into a bun with many squiggles sprouting off of her head like a firework, Sunset sighs in almost-regret for doing her makeup so nice.
  408. 408.
    >You haven't sparked any conversation since you arrived late.
  409. 409.
    >She tried to keep the bonfire alive with her own reassurances, but it soon reduced to a campfire, then no more than the amount of flame offered by the candle between the two of you.
  410. 410.
    >The firework celebrated this night before it began only to feel like this ended up being a dud of a date.
  411. 411.
    >All the smoke ready to start filling her eyes as she wonders if you have something heartbreaking to say once the bill is paid.
  412. 412.
    >The faint echoes of jazz music wordlessly says more than either of you will throughout the entire night with your mouths that have not even kissed yet.
  413. 413.
    >Not a kiss, not a held hand, nothing.
  414. 414.
    >Just you arriving late to make sure Sunset Shimmer isn't let down after all she's done for you and still has to do.
  415. 415.
    >The knives on the table could cut through the tension in the air as your sigh is the loudest you've been since 45 minutes ago.
  416. 416.
    >"You can tell me." She suddenly breaks the painful silence. "I'll... understand. You can tell me anything."
  417. 417.
    >You'd have told her once again that you're just tired had it still been believable.
  418. 418.
    >But the remorse in your eyes is palpable.
  419. 419.
    >Sunset knows you too well to leave it at your word.
  420. 420.
    >And she absolutely doesn't have to.
  421. 421.
    >"Hey..." She reaches her hand out, with you STILL not knowing what this'll make happen. "You can tell me anything."
  422. 422.
    >Her warm smile is so promising of forgiveness, giving you a sense of safety to open up to her.
  423. 423.
    >You fatefully reach out and take her hand.
  424. 424.
    >As soon as your fingers interlock, there's a faint glow in Sunset Shimmer's eyes.
  425. 425.
    >"Oh..." Those same eyes widen and stare off into the distance, with Sunset tensing up with whatever words she needs for this eluding her crashing thoughts.
  426. 426.
    ~
  427. 427.
    Epilogue.
  428. 428.
    ~
  429. 429.
    >Well that date went awkwardly.
  430. 430.
    >Any conversation starting up was eclipsed by what happened a number of hours earlier.
  431. 431.
    >Neither of you talked about it, but both of you thought about it.
  432. 432.
    >CHS Sunset fully understood why you wouldn’t stop staring at her cleavage the whole date as she sat across from you.
  433. 433.
    >She could see the “practice dates with mommy” with Mama Sunset in your memory, and all they entailed.
  434. 434.
    >She could tell that you’ve been conditioned to go about your date like this, and can’t decide if she likes that or not.
  435. 435.
    >She could sense you thinking about what her nipples look and feel like in person.
  436. 436.
    >You already had so many sexts to go by in the moment itself.
  437. 437.
    >What Sunset doesn’t know yet is that she’s about to meet Mama Sunset, who will privately participate in the real date after so many “practice” ones…
  438. 438.
    >Sunset’s urges to cover up her displayed cleavage were washed away by the minutes that went on.
  439. 439.
    >Your drifting gaze downward was too exciting to be felt as rude…
  440. 440.
    >Conversation couldn’t stop being accompanied by legs brushing by one another as you ogled your girlfriend’s chest.
  441. 441.
    >Topics didn’t last long, consistently giving way to aroused silence.
  442. 442.
    >The colder the food on the table between you two got, the warmer your bodies became.
  443. 443.
    >One brush-by between your fingers showed Sunset more vividly how hard you felt your member getting by her resemblance to Mama Sunset alone.
  444. 444.
    >Her eyes told you that she knew about your physical excitement, her stiffening nipple bumps showing through the top of her dress told you how she felt about it.
  445. 445.
    >And your own eyes focusing on her chest helped this cycle spin faster like gears grinding into a fiery frenzy.
  446. 446.
    >Casual date conversation was again and again hopelessly dissolved by the boiling rapids of yours and CHS Sunset’s teenage hormones rushing the two of you downstream to one place.
  447. 447.
    >Where outside these restaurant doors shall lead to after the two of you split the bill.
  448. 448.
    >Now your nature wants to do the talking for you, and Sunset’s going out of her way to deliberately give you a better view of her supple cleavage…
  449. 449.
    >The powerful current of your hormones sent both of you out the door and into the backseat of the car.
  450. 450.
    >There was a short-lasting drive back to your place between those points in time, but you’re just lucky you didn’t get a speeding ticket.
  451. 451.
    >It started as a “gooodbye and goodnight” hug.
  452. 452.
    >But your full erection proudly stood up tenting your underwear and pants, prodding Sunset’s thigh as her soft tits pressed against you…
  453. 453.
    >She’s very much not as busty as Mama Sunset, but Sunset’s teenage breasts are still the same soft pair of boobs you’ve come to love, just developing further into that every couple of months…
  454. 454.
    >That pair is still big enough to fill up any set of bra cups she wears, she’s still the same girlfriend and lover you’ve grown a weakness for despite this one being younger and your own age.
  455. 455.
    >In her, you still see (and feel, and taste) Mama Sunset, with your dick getting hard just the same.
  456. 456.
    >The goodbye kiss quickly deepens into a “let’s actually stay and explore eachother” kiss.
  457. 457.
    >Sunset deliberately guides your hands to her features and curves, wordlessly asking you to feel her up to your heart’s content, like she knows your mind is going crazy with these urges and she’s eager to quench that thirst.
  458. 458.
    >There’s no more casual date conversation, just your hands getting bolder and… moving clothes out of the way and reaching inside.
  459. 459.
    >The date went awkwardly, but what came after it has you both on the same page.
  460. 460.
    >Maybe opposite pages if that means the book can close for tonight and press both of you together…
  461. 461.
    >Sunset lets out a quiet whimper into your mouth when the hem of her skirt recedes above her soft smooth thighs and up the supple curve of her buttcheeks.
  462. 462.
    >The tip of your erect tent juts further out now that your fly is undone, and the dueling thin barriers of your boxers and Sunset’s panties are the only thing left keeping your cock out of Sunset’s pussy.
  463. 463.
    >”You… don’t have protection…?” Sunset guesses correctly with her breaths between her words mingle into your mouth.
  464. 464.
    “…Can you trust me to pull out in time?”
  465. 465.
    >Her responding liplock silently cries out “yes”.
  466. 466.
    >At least at first.
  467. 467.
    >That wordless “yes” starts feeling more like a “we’ll go wherever this takes us then figure everything out later if consequences arise”.
  468. 468.
    >Your excited hands intensify their urgently horny exploration of Sunset’s soft assets and curves underneath the revealing layers of her undo-able clothing in response.
  469. 469.
    >After about three or so wet sucking sounds of you and Sunset crashing your lips together, Sunset’s young naked pair of breasts are out in the open for your hands to hungrily grope them directly with fingers gliding along her warm bare skin~.
  470. 470.
    >With her bare back pressed onto the back seat, Sunset’s darker orange nipples stare back at you as you help her neckline find its way down her tummy to expose her bellybutton next~.
  471. 471.
    >”What if you get me…” She whispers into your mouth, thrown further off of her train of thought the more your hands knead the soft delicate mounds of flesh of her bare teenage breasts… “Wha… wh… if… y-mmmmph~… what immmh… w-mmmmhhh…” She loses her ability to form words at all with her tongue entangled in a fierce engagement with yours…
  472. 472.
    >A self strengthening loop between touch and taste overpowers any remaining hesitation in either of you… neither of you will resume thinking rationally until *this* is taken care of first.
  473. 473.
    >After a little more rustling noises of any remaining clothing sliding across skin, the windows of the car begin to fog up, and the springs above the wheels creak and groan a minute afterward as the vehicle begins to rock side to side…
  474. 474.
    >Sunset lets out a pleased groan that mimicked that of the springs as you both felt your freed tip now directly sink deeper between her bare vulva lips with each thrust.
  475. 475.
    >A nail being hammered in to wood at least stays in there until pried out, but your hard shaft needs to be thrusted all the way back in by your hips every time.
  476. 476.
    >A task your fully enveloped cock is WAY more than happy to endure.
  477. 477.
    >The fog on the windows almost helps in masking the pair of turquoise eyes peering in from the outside as your humping quickens and makes Sunset’s moans louden and erase any doubt to the ears listening that you’ve deeply penetrated your sweetheart for real.
  478. 478.
    >Over the next 30 minutes and counting, you make your date’s head spin with how long you’re able to last without cumming as your thrusts keep her wonderfully sedated in a trance of mindless lust she wants to last as long as possible.
  479. 479.
    >She’s convinced that even one of her secret toys wouldn’t last this long; you can keep thrusting and keep it together until SHE’S ready to orgasm.
  480. 480.
    >Her entire world has eroded into a lustful haze by this point.
  481. 481.
    >Mama Sunset’s sharpened mind can pick up on the two of you syncing your impending orgasms up to one another.
  482. 482.
    >CHS Sunset, already intensely swayed by her own arousal, doesn’t react the way she should when she sees a strikingly familiar set of eyes peeking through the shrinking part of the window the condensation has yet to obscure.
  483. 483.
    >Those lidded eavesdropping eyes gleam with the same understanding their owner’s counterpart cautiously harbors.
  484. 484.
    >The understanding that you didn’t bring protection, but every party involved is too horny to care, even about pulling out.
  485. 485.
    >Too many clouds of lust blocking view of the future as you and Sunset make the car rock faster, driven by that thrusting friction and naturally disorienting lust it brings that sends you into one another’s presence further and further.
  486. 486.
    >This is the act Mama Sunset “catches” you two in.
  487. 487.
    >The door is swung open only after the two of you are too into it to get yourselves or eachother to cease the mutual humping that just feels too good.
  488. 488.
    >Your girlfriend had sensed your adoptive mother nearby since over a minute ago, but your kissing would have swallowed any warning she could give you had she even been able to think clearly in the first place.
  489. 489.
    >Both of you in the backseat are blind towards the unprotected consequences of your coupling and you know it, but your bodies are acting on their own.
  490. 490.
    >The state of mindless lust-trance is contagiously spread to Mama Sunset as she carefully dives into the rocking car with her larger and curvier adult woman frame dominating the cramped space in the backseats.
  491. 491.
    >Your intertwining hands that were exploring one another back during the duet now stumble upon the huge soft mounds of Mama Sunset’s fully developed adult breasts packed into that clingy, cleavage boasting top…
  492. 492.
    >Her womanly curves and features are quickly welcomed by the mindless touching between her special boy and his girlfriend.
  493. 493.
    >The overwhelming current of arousal mutes any and all reasonable reactions to this, and all three of you are completely swept away by it by the time kisses begin being shared three ways.
  494. 494.
    >Sunset hasn’t expected to discover herself like this during her first time having sex.
  495. 495.
    >A supple and curvy glimpse into the future presses herself onto the naked teenage girl, your hand engulfed between two asymmetrically docking pairs of breasts mid-grope~.
  496. 496.
    >Sunset squints through her lust in curious confusion at Mama Sunset, facing her as intimately as she could ever face herself.
  497. 497.
    >She didn’t even notice her own hand wander around to plant a few gropes onto Mama Sunset’s round plump booty until the woman sighs in approval with her wide hips surging forward onto the girl.
  498. 498.
    >The consequences of Sunset’s lust only begin to thrust faster between you and her, prompting Mama Sunset to lean in with another kiss onto your neck in order to establish her deserved place in this threesome.
  499. 499.
    >Both of the Sunsets lock gazes as your mindless humping persists.
  500. 500.
    >Neither knows what to say, but something primal has begun instructing them what to do if they want to trust one another with you.
  501. 501.
    >The first truly direct clash between their lips is hesitant but inevitable.
  502. 502.
    >Mama Sunset ends up leading the way and letting your date Sunset that she’s not in trouble with her, but still must reckon with her.
  503. 503.
    >After the woman mashes her lips with the girl enough times to cement her dominance, she whispers into her mouth:
  504. 504.
    >”It’s okay, you won’t need protection. He doesn’t have much left to release right now.” Mama Sunset gropes your rear and pushes your hips forth with each thrust, encouraging you to hump faster.
  505. 505.
    >Your girlfriend Sunset whines appreciatively in response to this, her own hands marveling the soft volume of Mama Sunset’s tits.
  506. 506.
    >Both your hands and CHS Sunset’s hands fall to horny curiosity and work together to get the fabric confines of that cleavage-boasting top off of Mama Sunset’s huge soft pair of adult breasts.
  507. 507.
    >Mama Sunset responds with a flattered giggle as four hands ambush her top with eager pulling motivated by her full cleavage and now her now exposed black lace bra cups.
  508. 508.
    >”That’s it, come see where you’re headed, baby…” Mama Sunset coos to her younger counterpart, feeling many hands tugging her lacy black bra’s stretchy underwire with the force upon those bra cups jiggling her soft delicious full adult breasts cradled in by them…
  509. 509.
    >The back latch is finally unclasped with those straps slipping down Mama Sunset’s smooth shoulders, and CHS Sunset watches those loose black lace bra cups slip and gradually stop covering Mama Sunset’s big suckable dark orange nipples~.
  510. 510.
    >She ogles her in amazement, amazement both at the absolute size and softness of those huge squeezable naked adult breasts her hands eagerly cup and grope, and at her surprising arousal she’s feeling for them.
  511. 511.
    >Mommy Sunset has one arm around Teenage Sunset with one hand groping the nude girl’s bare breast, while her other arm is around you with her hand and forearm on your rear encouraging your hips’ thrusts to quicken.
  512. 512.
    >One of Mommy Sunset’s big full naked breasts deliciously mashes up against Teenage Sunset’s other still maturing naked breast, while Mommy Sunset’s other big full naked breast mashes up against you~.
  513. 513.
    >Topless and helping you cum inside your naked girlfriend, Mommy Sunset pants up close to both of your faces, joining and groaning into the clumsy, scrambled three-way makeout session as you continue thrusting.
  514. 514.
    >Tightly entrapped by those hot wet walls of your girlfriend’s pussy, your enveloped, weeping, diamond hard cock rams inside of Sunset with Sunset’s help.
  515. 515.
    >From both yours and Mommy Sunset’s heads, Teenage Sunset follows instructions she can see, leglocking you exactly the way she’s supposed to…
  516. 516.
    >The same way Mommy Sunset leglocked you during the “practice dates with mommy”.
  517. 517.
    >Those practice dates had started with you waking up in the afternoon with morning wood after last night, wood you started to… tend to, in the “privacy” of your bedroom on a cold rainy day.
  518. 518.
    >But the norms in this household are different now, past secrets are no more and sexual tension is regularly directly addressed these days… so your door doesn’t lock anymore.
  519. 519.
    >Sucking on the whipped cream can with her lazily tied robe already slipping open to expose her full sexy cleavage, Mommy Sunset would enter your room to catch you masturbating, seeing your young cock’s bulge through the covers before you could hide it…
  520. 520.
    >After licking a stray glob of whipped cream from her lips, she would stretch her arms up, letting the already gaping front of her silky robe slip further open down her full absolute cleavage, wonderfully gaping aside to give her special boy a peek at her big dark orange areolae slipping out~.
  521. 521.
    >The stiffening buds of Mommy Sunset’s big suckable nipples would flick out one by one before her malfunctioning robe fell all the way open~.
  522. 522.
    >Parting itself down off of that soft tummy and bellybutton of hers, then further open until the sides swung apart to expose Mommy Sunset’s smooth plump naked pussy…
  523. 523.
    >Her thick soft upper thighs maddeningly pushing her bare supple vulva lips together under that well trimmed patch of pubic hair decorating her naked pussy.
  524. 524.
    >”Is my sweet boy having private time again~?” Mommy Sunset leaves your door wide open because no one else lives here anyway.
  525. 525.
    >How could you NOT continue stroking yourself under the covers while seeing Mommy Sunset like this?
  526. 526.
    >Your gaze feasts itself upon her beautiful open-robe full-frontal nudity.
  527. 527.
    >Mommy Sunset swings the womanly curves of her wide fertile hips a little from each step towards you making her huge soft bountiful bare tits enticingly jiggle~.
  528. 528.
    >She actively encourages you to stare at her huge swaying naked breasts as she climbs into bed with you with a soft murmur: “You don’t need to rub yourself all alone when mommy is right here, sweetheart~.” Her warmth radiates onto you through her bare softness pressing right against you… “C’mon, one more practice date with mommy…”
  529. 529.
    >You had your boxers around your thighs while alone, but Mommy Sunset is sure to wrangle you under the covers until she tosses those boxers to the floor.
  530. 530.
    >Mommy Sunset’s own larger and softer thighs clamp on either side of your pelvis, her gentle yet authoritative hands guiding your wrists away from your crotch as she takes over…
  531. 531.
    >You feel your weeping tip poke her supple vulva, which gets an accidental whimper out of her.
  532. 532.
    >As her sweet whipped-cream-scented panting graces your face, your downward gaze fixes on her large bare adult breasts mashed together by her arms just above her hands deciding where yours go next as the cold rain battering the roof outside gets louder.
  533. 533.
    >The destination you’re encouraged to grab and hold on for dear life is the big supple cheeks of Mommy Sunset’s bare plump rear as she wraps you up underneath her robe too with her soft warm curvy body on top of you~.
  534. 534.
    >”Mommy’s here, sweetie…” She gives you no time to respond before her impatiently deepening kiss tangles her tongue with yours.
  535. 535.
    >You melt into the whipped-cream-flavored kiss, tasting everything Mommy Sunset is tasting as your lips crash and latch together around your dancing tongues.
  536. 536.
    >That rain outside had actually postponed the date, but what started during it had postponed your school attendance until next week after the postponed weekend date.
  537. 537.
    >Mommy Sunset proceeds to get herself into position on top of you and make her naked pussy envelop your erect cock…
  538. 538.
    >The warmth inside of your bedroom making your window fog up is still cool compared to the heat between your naked bodies pressed together inside both the covers and Mommy Sunset’s open robe~.
  539. 539.
    >This was merely one of many “practice dates with mommy” where she keeps your balls drained and heightens your member’s endurance.
  540. 540.
    >This one was the two of you in the bed.
  541. 541.
    >The one after it is the two of you in the shower several hours later.
  542. 542.
    >After Mommy Sunset guided you into the bathroom that’s now currently doorless until you two share your first shower together, she would start dancing in her wide open robe showcasing her sexy naked body while you didn’t even try to hide this time.
  543. 543.
    >You stood naked right in front of your adoptive mother and openly masturbated to her, holding no secrets as she let her bountiful naked boobies slip all the way out once again, before sliding the robe off her shoulders and down her arms until it reached the floor…
  544. 544.
    >All those minutes you had spent humping eachother under the covers are washed away by all the minutes you spend lathering one another up under the hot water, your extremely curious hands sliding all over Mommy Sunset’s smooth bare slippery skin while groping and gently squeezing Mommy Sunset’s soft bare slippery tits and ass~.
  545. 545.
    >Those same beautiful tits and ass you played with under the covers while losing your cock’s restraint to Mommy Sunset’s pussy, are now jiggling and glistening in the pale overhead light while your hands continue to knead them~.
  546. 546.
    >Just as she tended to your erection you’d been stroking in bed, Mommy Sunset lovingly tends to the boner her wet slippery nudity gave you while sharing the shower with you…
  547. 547.
    >Both of these practice dates with Mommy Sunset end exactly the same way… with her knowing full well what she needs to do to overwhelm your erect cock’s endurance she helped build and nudge you out of your own control and into your orgasm…
  548. 548.
    >You tried to hold back, but you can only do this successfully on your real-time date with CHS Sunset under you.
  549. 549.
    >But these two practice dates come back to grab you on the ass with each encouraging push from Mommy Sunset as she helps you make the car rock back and forth harder.
  550. 550.
    >She now forces your ejaculation upon you once more, just like the practice dates in the bed and shower.
  551. 551.
    >Under the covers, your hips had thrust upwards against her gentle bodyweight.
  552. 552.
    >In the shower, your whimpers echoed off of the tile walls she cornered you against as soon as she felt your cock lose the last of its restraint.
  553. 553.
    >Sunset’s quivering pussy thirstily contracts around your wildly jolting and twitching cock in mindless excitement… both of your orgasms coaxing the best out of one another~.
  554. 554.
    >Your twitching and spurting becomes urgent…
  555. 555.
    >The consequences of what this will surely bring can be addressed all three of you working together.
  556. 556.
    >---
  557. 557.
    >The first day back at school is a sluggish one, but you carried yourself through those front doors through the blur that is everything you do before you're finally sitting in homeroom.
  558. 558.
    >The rest of today is about to be a blur anyway, you've been through this before, just for vastly less interesting reasons than the one today.
  559. 559.
    >Feeling like you won't even find out whether you had homework over the weekend or not until if a zero shows up on your report card a month from now.
  560. 560.
    >Only thing you're worried about is trying to figure out if this school desk is comfortable enough to sleep in and if the teacher will let you stay here throughout first period when no one else is using the room yet.
  561. 561.
    >That lethargic wishful thinking in your head cries out yes and yes.
  562. 562.
    >Going to your first period class would feel like catching a flight.
  563. 563.
    >And your eyelids feel heavier than the bags under your eyes.
  564. 564.
    >Despite all this, you swallow your grouchiness and give your eager classmates a quick nod when they ask how your weekend went.
  565. 565.
    >Your wordless answer had no details, but it said more than enough alongside the tired expression.
  566. 566.
    >"Yo, did you two bone?" Thunderbass asks the question he already knows the answer to.
  567. 567.
    >The nod from before answered that before he asked anyway.
  568. 568.
    >There were already theories about what you and Sunset did together after your date by the time it's third period.
  569. 569.
    >Your eyes may be eager to shut as your meandering the hallways and melting into the classroom desk chairs, but your ears are still wide open.
  570. 570.
    >Sound alone wouldn't be enough to get you to wake up and jump out of the chair should you fall asleep for the fifth time so far today.
  571. 571.
    >All the jocks and other male classmates watch your lethargic sluggishness as though it's a badge of honor.
  572. 572.
    >Being drained in this way will only be seen as more of an achievement in heir college years.
  573. 573.
    >Right now, the only achievement you can see is making it to the end of the day.
  574. 574.
    >You'd sneak into a hallway closet or somewhere like that to sleep through the rest of the day if you had enough energy to use the brainpower to plan how to pull that off.
  575. 575.
    >Let alone go through with pulling that off.
  576. 576.
    >Maybe a couple of the guys will help you stay undetected long enough to sleep some of your grogginess off.
  577. 577.
    >You want to ask them to pat you on the back even more, so you'd stay awake.
  578. 578.
    >"I'm happy for you, man." Thunderbass says to you yet again at lunch, probably assuming you weren't awake the first time he said it to you.
  579. 579.
    >"Hey, how was her... you know?" Asks Ted, nudging your arm.
  580. 580.
    "I uh... I don't really wanna talk about Sunset like that." You admit. "That's not what it sounds like, it's just... she and I kinda share something now. You know?"
  581. 581.
    >You'd have worded that better had you been more awake, but you plan to do so after you've gotten proper sleep.
  582. 582.
    >"Nah, I get what you mean." Thunderbass nods. "You got like, feelings and stuff involved, then. Right? Like, deeper feelings."
  583. 583.
    "Pretty much. I'm just happy that Sunset and I got all that out of the way."
  584. 584.
    >Both you and the other guys are thinking it without bringing it up, but only you know for a fact that you aren't just talking about one of the Sunset Shimmers.
  585. 585.
    >What good would bragging do?
  586. 586.
    >You've been drained past the point of giving a shit about that, and are really just glad something like /that/ happened to you.
  587. 587.
    >The way you slouch and rest your face onto the lunch table should say enough on your behalf anyway.
  588. 588.
    >Better to just let that answer Ted's question anyway.
  589. 589.
    >It's not long before they start talking to eachother about other things anyway, to your tired delight.
  590. 590.
    >Not caring about the bell that soon sounds, you aren't out of your seat until someone has to help you up.
  591. 591.
    >Just a happy lil ragdoll getting dragged around his schoolday.
  592. 592.
    >All the way into the bus seat where a couple of the other guys just sort of sit nearby and almost guard you from anyone who might bother you.
  593. 593.
    >They're already done asking questions, it's really just come down to the fact now that they simply understand.
  594. 594.
    >They're 'being bros', in a way.
  595. 595.
    >And that's perfectly fine; you get to sleep with your head resting upon your backpack now, so you're 100% in favor of this.
  596. 596.
    >Your jacket makes for a perfect blanket, your backpack makes for a perfect pillow.
  597. 597.
    >Not without the help of how on-the-verge-of-passing-out you are.
  598. 598.
    >---

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