>You are Twilight Velvet
>Now that both of your kids are in college and Night Light is no longer in the picture, you’ve been bored out of your mind, wanting *any* excuse to get out of the house and talk to someone
>So, you looked online for clubs you might be able to join, and found a “No Judgment Yoga” club, hosted by a lady named Miss T. Hugger
>How bad could it be?
>You could stand to get some exercise anyway, now that you’re approaching forty-five…
>You walk down the hall at the Canterlot Rec Center, find the room for the yoga club, and take a deep breath to steady your nerves
>This is going to be awkward no matter what, isn’t it?
>Still, you came all the way here…
>You push open the door, and the first thing you see is a young woman with reddish dreadlocks sitting cross-legged on the floor
>And she’s completely naked
>She turns to you, seemingly unembarrassed that you just caught her in her birthday suit
>”Hey,” she says in a cheery, dreamy voice
“Oh my God. I’m so, so sorry. I thought this was a different room.”
>You duck out and run for your car, burning with secondhand embarrassment
>The door opens behind you and the young woman pokes her nude torso out
>Her skin is a light olive color, dusted with freckles around her shoulders and her small breasts
>”You alright? Sorry if I, you know, spooked you or whatever. What’re you looking for?”
“I, um... yoga. I’m here for a yoga class.”
>”Oh, man, this is it! C’mon in.”
“I-it is?”
>Maybe you just caught her changing on accident?
>You bow your head and sheepishly follow the girl into the rec room
>Inside, you find yourself facing a hardwood-floored gym with the blinds drawn and mats strewn across the floor
>There are a few other women in here, sitting and chatting
>Most of them are around your age, though a few are a little younger
>All of them are nude
“I… think I may have made a mistake.”
>”What? It’s no-judgment nude yoga, man. Isn’t this what you came for?”
“I must have misread the ad. You’re Miss Hugger?”
>”Tree Hugger, yeah. Don’t worry about the miss. We don’t really do, like, hierarchies and stuff here. I’m just a guide on the same journey.”
“I see. And this journey, um, requires me to be naked?”
>”I’m not gonna force you, but… that is kinda the point.”
>”Plus,” a familiar voice says from a nearby mat, “it would be a tad unprofessional to remain clothed while we’re all baring ourselves to you.”
>You look down
>Ms. Harshwhinny, a woman who taught your daughter for four years and who you’ve met at a dozen parent-teacher conferences, it sitting atop a mat with her tits out and her legs spread
“Ah. Right. Well, I suppose it’s not *too* weird.”
>”You get used to it *real* quick,” Tree Hugger reassures you. “Society uses clothing to, you know, reinforce social class. Without it, we’re all sisters.”
“I personally don’t spend much time nude around my sisters, but I see your point. Where can I, um, undress?”
>Tree Hugger points you to a row of cubbies
>You head over, feeling both foolish and incredibly self-conscious, and set your bag in an empty one
>Piece by piece, you slip out of your shoes, socks, then your jeans and t-shirt, folding each piece neatly
>Your bra is a struggle, then slipping down your panties causes your hands to actually tremble
>It feels so perverse, standing in this public place with your crotch exposed (you didn’t even *think* to shave first! Not that Tree Hugger seems to think that’s necessary…), feeling conditioned air tease your bare skin
>You turn around, half-expecting to find the entire class staring at you
>But they aren’t
>Tree Hugger is seated at the front of the room, eyes closed, in the lotus pose, and everyone else is just chatting like this is some regular thing
>You take a seat by Ms. Harshwhinny
>The mats here are soft, and you have to admit they do feel a *bit* nice against your bare buttocks
>Your face is bright red, but Harshwhinny stares at you with the same cold expression she had when discussing Twilight’s stellar class performance
>”Mrs. Velvet. It’s good to see you again. Did Twilight tell you about this class?”
“Twilight? No, I just heard about it.”
>”Ah, I see.”
>You half-expect her to ask you about your daughter, but she doesn’t
>Tree Hugger opens her eyes
>”Eyy, alright. Everyone ready to get started?”
>She leads you in the first pose: sun salutation, where you and everyone around you bend at the waist
“Have you been coming here long?” you ask Harshwhinny
>”Years. It’s the only way I can destress. Teaching highschool is awful, Mrs. Velvet. I wouldn’t recommend it.”
“I can imagine. How are things this year?”
>”Oh, fine. Mostly the same as ever. I certainly wish Twilight were still in my class. Your daughter is truly a delight to speak with, on anything remotely academic.”
>Again, you expect her to ask about Twi, but she doesn’t
>”Alright, no, like… shift into *downward dog*,” Tree Hugger says
>She places her hands on the mat and raises her butt up onto the air
>The mirror conveniently placed behind her shows you a view that you never expected to see on another woman
>You glance at the ground, your face hot
>Then you take one more quick peek
>She is *impressively* flexible…
>You attempt the move yourself, glad nobody is behind you to get an up-close view of your behind
>It’s harder than it looks, and you stumble
>Embarrassed, you drop to your hands and knees, breathing hard and already slick with sweat
>Tree Hugger seems to glide over to you
>”Hey, don’t worry, a lot of these moves are tricky for beginners. Here, lemme help…”
>She places a warm, rough hand on your waist, and some electric courses through you
>You haven’t been touched on your bare skin in years…
>And she’s so gentle…
>Tree Hugger helps you up into the pose, holding you by your hip and by your thigh
>”How does that feel?”
“Good…”
>”Alright, now, float your right leg into the air…”
>She touches your inner thigh and guides your leg up, until your toes are pointed to the ceiling
>Your whole body is trembling now, and sweat is pouring down your breasts, your face, your inner thighs…
“A-ah…” you grunt, partially from pain and partially from the ecstasy of the move. “NNg… nnhuuuh….”
>At that moment, the door to the gym opens and two more girls enter
>”Hey, Tree! Sorry we’re late, I had to pick up Sunset because-- mom!?”
>You look up and meet your daughter’s eyes
“Twi? I… ah!”
>You lose your concentration and fall
>Tree Hugger tries to catch you, but and her end up in a tangled, naked heap
>You quickly disentangle yourself from her and sit up, covering your chest and crotch from your daughter’s gaze
>”I didn’t think you’d be here!”
“I didn’t think you’d be here!”
>You both say at the same time
>Twilight looks to her left; you realize that the girl next to her is Sunset Shimmer, and the two of them are holding hands
>”S-should… should we go?” Twilight asks her
>Sunset shrugs
>”I mean, I’m cool with it if you are.”
>Tree Hugger lazily gets to her feet and looks between the two of you
>”Oh man, you’re Twi’s mom! How’d I not see that earlier? This is awesome. It’s like, the perfect experience. Here, lemme find some space so you three can sit together.”
>Tree Hugger starts unrolling mats at the front of the room
>You, meanwhile, are trying to avoid looking at Twilight while also trying to take enough glances at her to see how she feels about this
>Her face is bright red
>So is yours
>Your shy little Twily, how is she okay doing something like this?
>Well, if you’re here, you can’t really judge…
>You stand and awkwardly shuffle to the front of the room, still trying to cover yourself
>You have missed her, and you’d like to know how she got into a thing like this
”I’ll wait for you up here, okay sweetie-- I mean, Twilight?”
>”Yeah. Sure.”
>Twilight shuffles to the back of the room, hiding behind Sunset
>You avoid looking, but you hear the two of them undressing together
>Sunset Shimmer, she used to bully your daughter to tears!
>And now the two of them are coming to something like this together?
>You hear the slap of Twilight’s bare feet against the floor as she heads over and takes a seat next to you
>She, you realize, isn’t covering yourself
>You slip your hands away as well
>It’s not *that* weird, you suppose; you saw her naked plenty when she was a kid, in the bath and when changing into swimsuits and the like
>But that all changed when she turned into a shy middle-schooler, and you haven’t see her like this since
>Her body never filled out the way yours did, but she looks nice: slender, petite, well-groomed...
>You want to hug her, as weird as that is right now
>More footsteps approach, and Sunset takes a seat right next to Twilight
>And she is…
>Well, there’s no better word for it
>She is *hot*
>Full breasted, wide-hipped, fit and yet femininely soft at the same time, golden red hair spilling over her shoulders…
>She looks over, catches you staring, and doesn’t seem to care
>”Hey,” she says, perfectly casual. “It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Velvet.”
“Ah, yes. You too. Are you and Twilight…?”
>You’re trying to think of a polite way to ask if the two of them are on good terms now
>”Oh, yeah, we’re dating,” Sunset says
>You and Twilight both whirl on her
“What!?”
>”Sunny!”
>”Huh? What’s the big deal? Is it supposed to be a secret or something?”
>”She doens’t know that I’m…”
“You’re dating my daughter!?”
>Tree Hugger lays a hand on your shoulder
>”Whoa, whoa. Chill. She loves who she loves, man. You’re not gonna stop her, are you?”
“No, of course not! I’m fine with her being… being gay, if that’s what she is. I just never expected her and Sunset…”
>”Oooh, yeah,” Sunset says, and to your surprise her cheeks turn pink. “I was kinda awful to her when we were younger.”
>She reaches out and takes your daughter’s hand
>”I had a big crush on her and didn’t know how to process it. But I swear, I’m treating her *great* now.”
>You look at Twilight, who blushes and leans her head against Sunset’s shoulder
>Just like she used to do with you…
>”Y-yeah. She’s pretty great to me…”
>Sunset smiles
>She wraps Twilight in a quick hug, and they kiss, mouth-to-mouth, right in front of you
“Ah. Well. I’m… I’m very happy for the two of you. It’s nice to meet you, Sunset.”
>Sunset whispers to Twilight
>”See? I knew she’d be cool with it.”
>”Y-yeah,” Twilight says. “I was just worried.”
>She looks over at you, smiles, blushes
>”Thanks, mom. I love you.”
“You too, sweetie. Of course.”
>”Aww, man, I’m totally gonna cry…” Tree Hugger says
>She starts up the class again, and you do your best to follow as she has you bend, twist, and glide through a series of poses
>You realize you can’t help showing your unmentionables to the people behind you
>But you’re not thinking of them
>Your eyes keep wandering to your right
>Not to Twilight, but to Sunset
>Okay, so your Twi is gay, and this is her partner, or girlfriend, or whatever
>That honestly explains a lot; you thought she was just shy around boys, and that she just liked all those cartoons with pretty girls in them for the outfits
>But no, okay, your daughter loves Sunset Shimmer
>And more importantly, it seems like Sunset loves her
>Your Twi deserves love
>And, wow, to think she bagged a girl who looks like *this*
>You’re starting to feel… jealous?
>It’s not jealousy, of course, you’re straight, as evidenced by your two kids but…
>This Sunset is a *goddess*
>You’re doing standing splits now, trembling as you try to balance on one leg
>Your crotch is on full display
>And so is Sunset’s
>A quick peek…
>Your eyes run over the smooth contours of her dark lower lips, over her muscled thigh, her plump buttocks, the tiny bit of pudge just above her hips…
>She’s immaculate
>You think back to the things you used to do with your highschool boyfriend, the one long before Night Light, and you think of the things you let him do to you…
>And the things you did to him, happily
>Are Sunset and Twilight…?
>No, your Twily wouldn’t
>That’s stupid, of course she would
>She probably already has, a lot
>If you were with a girl like that, you’d be insane not to try
>Your eyes go to Sunset’s sex again
>Have your daughter’s fingers been there? Her face? Her *own* delicate flowers?
>And now, without meaning to, you’re looking at your daughter’s vagina, wondering what Sunset may have done to it
>Something stirs inside you, and as much as you try to fight it back, it’s jealousy
>Nobody touches *you* down there except yourself, or your vibrator
>And Twilight has *her*
>You think of the way Sunset held her, the daring kiss they shared…
>Oh, Sunset must just be rocking your Twi’s *world*
>You imagine skinny, shy Twilight sprawled on the bedsheets, Sunset gently nibbling on her inner thigh, working her way up, knowing exactly where to kiss, lick, holding her in place but still treating her gently, Twilight squirming, Sunset’s tongue…
>Oh God, you’re getting wet
“Ah!”
>You yelp and pretend to fall, just to cover it up
>”Mom! You okay?”
>Twilight reaches down to help you
“I’m fine, s-sorry sweetie. I’m not as flexible as I used to be.”
>Tree Hugger is folded up light a pretzel, but she straightens out and looks at the clock
>”We can call it there for today. We’re a little early, but eh, time’s an illusion. Anyone wanna hit the steam baths?”
>”Oh, that sounds *perfect*,” Sunset says
>Twilight nods, and looks at you
>”You wanna join us? They’re just down the hall, in the women’s locker room.”
“Well, I… I suppose I could.”

>While the rest of the women go to get changed, Tree Hugger pokes her head out of the door
>”Okay, nobody’s around. Everybody run!”
>She sprints out into the hallway, and Twilight and Sunset follow suit, giggling
>”C’mon!” Sunset says to you
>She grabs you by the hand and pulls you along, laughing
“W-wait! Someone might… someone might see!”
>Sunset laughs
>”That’s the fun part!”
>She pulls you out into the public hallways, and the four of you sprint naked into the locker room
>You try your best to cover yourself with one hand, but the other three, even your shy little Twilight, run with their goods exposed
>Inside the locker room, you three stop to catch your breath
>Sunset leans against the wall, laughing
>”God, I love doing stuff like that.”
>Twilight giggles, breathless
>”Yeah…”
>She leans against Sunset, smiling up at her
>You feel like you got punched in the gut
>”Um, Sunny?” Twilight says, a little red in the face. “You got a bit of, um…”
>Your daughter points to her girlfriend’s crotch
>There’s a bit of moisture that has nothing to do with sweat running down her inner thigh
>”Oh! Shit, I’m so sorry,” she says to you. “I kinda, uh, *really* like doing stuff like that, and…”
“No! No, it’s quite alright.”
>You quickly press your thighs together, in case any of your own wetness is still visible
>”Hey, like, no rush, but the sauna’s totally ready,” Tree Hugger says from further in the locker room

>You follow her and step into a blazing, steamy sauna with three rows of benches
>You’ve been in a sauna maybe once, and it was with a heavy towel around you
>Doing it naked is really something else
>You take a seat next to Tree Hugger
>She’s spread out on the bench, clearly unworried about modesty, letting the steam and sweat bathe her skin in a thick layer of moisture
>Twilight and Sunset are seated together: Sunset has her arm around your daughter’s shoulders, and Twilight is resting her head on Sunset’s chest, right above her breast
>Their bodies are already slick and glistening with moisture
>Sunset reclines, spreading her legs a bit
>You can see *everything*
>”Hey, Twi? You wanna hop up here?” she asks, and slaps her thigh
>”Oh, but… my mom is…”
“I don’t mind, sweetie,” you say before you can stop yourself
>The steam is making your head spin
>”Oh. Okay. Thanks,” Twilight says, giving you a shy smile
>She slides her butt into Sunset’s glistening lap, and both girls wrap their arms around each other
>”Hey,” Tree Hugger asks, next to you. “You feeling alright?”
“Perfectly fine. I’m happy for them.”
>”Heh. A little too happy,” she says, pointing to your crotch
>You cross your legs
“I-It’s not that! I sweat.”
>”Hey, it’s chill! No judgment, remember? Their love’s a beautiful thing. It’s okay to feel a little left out.”
“That’s… that’s not…”
>”Sure they wouldn’t mind if you joined, just a bit.”
“I couldn’t!”
>Tree Hugger shrugs and points to the cuddling girlfriends
>Twilight is looking at you, and you realize you weren’t exactly whispering your conversation
>”Mom? Do you want to… to get closer?”
“Only if it’s alright with you two, sweetie.”
>Sunset nods, smiles
>”Of course it is. I got two arms.”
>She waves you over
>You stand and head over, your feet smacking against the wet stones, and take a seat next to Sunset
>She’s still holding your daughter in her lap, but you curl up against her side, and she drapes an arm around your shoulders
>You let your face rest against her slippery, soft chest
>Twilight puts an arm around you too
>”I missed you a lot, mom. It’s really nice to be able to… to touch you again.”
“Oh, sweetie…”
>You wrap both girls in a hug, letting your daughter’s skinny body press against you
>Twilight adjusts herself so that she’s sitting in Sunset’s lap with her legs resting on yours, and the three of you cuddle closer, wet bare skin against wet bare skin
>You close your eyes and rest your face on Sunset’s shoulder, letting your mind swim in the heat for a bit
>After a few minutes of bliss, you heat the wet, smacking sound of kissing right be your ear
>You look up and see your daughter and Sunset making out, their mouths open and locked onto one another
>You start to tremble
>Sunset opens her eyes, sees you watching
>She looks at Twilight, raises an eyebrow
>Twilight looks down at you and smiles
>Sunset tilts your head back and kisses you
>The kiss starts tight-mouthed, but the heat quickly has the two of you opening your lips, and you let Sunset’s tongue swirl against yours, tasting both her and your daughter’s saliva in your mouth
>She breaks away, only to kiss Twilight again
>You hold tight to her until she switches back to you, and you lean greedily into her kiss
>You’re still hugging your daughter; even as you make out with your girlfriend, your hand is on her waist
>Her arm is is around you two, and her legs are in your lap
>You can feel her gently stroking your arm, and you run your fingers along her back
>She’s starting to tremble, but not from you
>You break the kiss with Sunset and realize that her fingers are inside of your Twi, gently rubbing against her insides
>Twilight makes eye contact with you, blushing furiously, and smiles
>She looks at Sunset again
>Some unspoken signal passes between them
>Sunset unwraps her other arm from your shoulders and places her hand on your thigh
>She kisses you, and as she does so, you get to feel those strong, gentle fingers finally open you and press inside
>You’re squirming in delight almost instantly
>Kiss, *touching*, wetness, heat, bodies pressing against you…
>Sunset breaks the kiss, then goes back to making out with Twilight
>You can feel your Twily trembling, she presses against the two of you, holding you both close
>”Mmm… Sunny… m-mommy… I’m gonna cum…”
“It’s okay, sweetie. Enjoy it…”
>She lets out a tiny squeak, and you feel your daughter orgasm right next to you
>You lean in, desperate for another kiss with Sunset
>She dodges back and pushes Twilight towards you instead
>And, crazed with steam and desire as you are, you kiss your daughter on the mouth
>The two of you trade a few sweet, awkward kisses while Sunset watches
>They don’t feel dirty like they should
>You love them; you love her
>Sunset’s nibbling on your neck now, her tongue dancing over your skin
>Her fingers know *exactly* where to stroke, and you feel yourself flooding into her palm, opening up for you, your body years to let her do anything she wants…
>You kiss her again
>She kisses Twilight
>You kiss Twilight
>The three of you trade kisses in a haze until, finally, you release
“A-ah~...”
>You sigh and cum, letting the juices spurt onto the bench’s wooden wet slats
>All three of you sprawl out, exhausted, limbs draped over one another and chests heaving
>You can’t believe that just happened…
>You kissed another woman!
>You kissed your *daughter*!
>And you let her… in your own lap…
>And you liked all of it
>You’re almost ready to pass out, until you hear another sound: it’s like kissing, but wetter, sloppier, *deeper*
>You open your eyes and find your daughter on her knees, her head between Sunset’s thighs
>Sunset’s hand is running along your body, stroking you, playing with your chest
>”Mmnf…” she grunts. “Both of you… if you want to…”
>Twilight looks up at you
“If… if it’s okay with Twilight.”
>She nods
>You bend down next to your daughter, so close that your bare hip bumps hers
>Sunset reclines before you like a goddess with her legs spread wide, inviting you forward
>Her crotch is still slick with Twilight’s spit
>But one look at Sunset with her wet hair falling over her shoulders, her skin rosy and glossy with moisture, makes it impossible to resist her
>You press in close to your daughter and lower your tongue to her girlfriend’s pussy
>”Oh, *whoa*...” Sunset gasps
>It feels so good to make her feel good
>Her hand buries itself in your hair, guiding your movements, pressing you against her
>Then she pushes you away
>”Nnn… switch now…”
>And just like you did, Twilight lowers her mouth to the place where your tongue just was, lapping up a mixture of her girlfriend’s juices and her own mother’s saliva
>You’re desperate for more, and you push her aside to taste Sunset
>Sunset lets out a half-moan, half-laugh
>She cups your cheek in one hand and Twilight’s in the other, then pushes your faces together so that you’re both on her at the same time
>Your face presses against your daughter’s and your tongue dances with hers as the two of you coax Sunset closer, closer...
>Her thighs are trembling, and you can hear short, wonderful moans escaping Sunset’s lips
>”Oh, fuck, you two… Twi…”
>You clamps her legs together, pressing you and Twilight into a wet, slippery, incestuous embrace, and she splatters both of your faces
>When she’s done, you look at your daughter
>She looks at you
>And you feel the shame starting to well up, so great it could kill you, if you give into it
>So you don’t
>You grab Twilight and kiss her like you’d kiss Sunset, your tongue on hers, tasting Sunset
>Sunset wraps the two of you in a hug, and you fall against each other in a tangle of limbs with her in the middle
>She kisses Twilight, then you
>”I am the luckiest woman alive…” she sighs
“I was thinking the same thing.”
>”Me too. I love you two so much…” Twilight whispers
“I do too. Please, come home soon, Twi. And Sunset… you’ll be more than welcome.”
>”Think we’ll do this again?” she asks you
“I… I do. I liked it. And it can just be our… our little secret. No judgment.”
>”I *love* the sound of that,” Sunset says. “I think we can stop by real soon. Spring break is right around the corner…”
>”Yay…” Twilight gasps
>The three of you are starting to get hazy from steam, and eventually you have to part
>Before the two girlfriends head off, you offer each of them a kiss
>On the forehead, this time
>You’ll save the good stuff for when the three of you are alone again…

>As you’re heading out the parking lot, Tree Hugger catches up to you
>”Hey, now *that* was a show. Didn’t think you three would go that far.”
“Yes you did.  You knew, didn’t you?”
>”I picked up on the vibe. How do you feel?”
“Good. I thought I’d be ashamed, but…”
>”Nah, I’m not about shame. This is what you needed. Maybe what they needed to. Enjoy it.”
>You smile and hug Tree Hugger
“I will. See you next week~”

>The shame never comes
>You feel fiendish and sexy, but not ashamed
>That night, you take a picture of yourself, naked except for a conveniently placed chocolate-chip cookie covering your crotch, and send it to Twilight
>You tell her to pass it on to Sunset, and she promises to do so
>[you look so great, mom…]
[all for you, sweetie <3]
>Oh, you can’t wait to see those two again...