>Be Rarity's son >Living with her at her boutique >She mostly just does her clothes designing, but sometimes says she does some writing on the side >Though you've never actually seen her write anything >You haven't been very curious about it because you aren't much of a reader >Even if you were you imagine her writing one of those romance novels women like >You just hope it's not some god awful trash like the Twilight Saga >Not to be confused the the autobiography about Twilight Sparkle >Which you heard is actually good >The only times you have actually gotten curious was when you seriously wondered if she is writing anything >Not just saying she is to sound more smart and sophisticated >You actually wouldn't put it past her to do that >She really does like to put on an air of super refined high class >Though when actively trying to catch her writing anything got difficult you give up >Since you don't actually care that much >Then in the middle of the night one time you wake up feeling absolutely parched >Heading to the kitchen for water you see Mom's door open >Soft light pouring out from the cracked opening >Walking closer you hear her talking too >Like she's reading something aloud to herself >Closer still you hear the clacking of keys on a keyboard >You also hear both her's and your names >Now you're so curious you forget about getting water >Going right up to the door you peak in >Mom is at her computer writing something and reading it aloud to herself as she writes >"Hahaha! I have captured your mother to force her to wed me because I am evil, and I also suck ass! What are you going to do about it Anon?" >Sounds really corny, but why have her be your mother in the story too? >"You'd better not do anything to her, or I'll slay you where you stand! Also sucking ass is gross." >"I only suck ass metaphorically!" >You almost laugh, but stop yourself in order to not give yourself away >From there it seems like a standard 'save the damsel in distress' thing besides the relationship >At least until after her version of you in the story saves her >Saying you're going to get married because you saved her >Then she has you two in the story strip down to have sex >A drastic turn you weren't expecting for sure >"He then picks up the soft and curvy body of his mother. In a manhandling and lurid fashion since he owns her in every sense." >Your ears burn as her voice gets hot from what she's writing >"Then he unceremoniously slams her down on his cock. Filling her pussy with his perfectly sized length which was made just for her." >Feeling yourself get hard despite thinking you shouldn't, and that you shouldn't even be hearing this >"Finally he fucks her so hard... So hard... I don't even know." >She deletes that last part to try again >"No... No, that's no good." >She thinks about it >"There's got to be something good for this part, but what? It's got to be steam, and raunchy!" >She rubes her temple with both hands wracking her brain >Until she gives up and calls it a night >Saving her work before turning off the computer monitor >Then going to bed as you sit there shocked >After you're sure she's asleep you get an idea >You grab a flash drive before heading into Mom's room >Sneaking over to her computer you turn the monitor back on >It's easy to underestimate how bright a computer monitor actually is >Despite being fully asleep earlier Mom wakes up >Catching you at her computer >"Just what do you think you're doing, darling?" >Asking you pointedly as you're like a deer caught in headlights >Then notices the flash drive, and the computer showing the folder where she had her writing still >"Were you trying to get a copy of my writing?!" >She asks loudly with conflicting emotions >Shock, anger, worry, and other things all mixed in >You feel the need to counter "Just what are you doing writing about us fucking?!" >Her eyes go wide as she tries to come up with a way to answer that >"If you know that then why do you want it?!" >Firing back as now you're on the defensive >You have no idea how to answer that without sounding like a huge pervert >Actually you're not sure why you did it yourself >Not having thought far enough ahead to actually know what you would have done with it after having it >She then looks down and sees a tent in your pajama pants >Looking back up at you seeming unsure of something >"Why don't you... Could you come over here for a second?" >She then pulls the sheets off herself revealing her laying in her bed wearing her silky almost see through nightgown >Almost but not quite >Beckoning you over as you slowly inch towards her >Once you reach her she pulls you onto the bed with her >Embracing you before kissing you >Deeply and passionately as your mind drowns in what you're feeling >You end up on top as she wraps herself around you, and you dry hump without thinking >Then she reaches down to pull your pajama pants and underwear down >The next time you hump your dick pushes right into a tight wetness that clamps down on you >Two realizations dawn on you as Mom moans out loudly >One is that she didn't have underwear on, and the second is that you're inside her >She tightens her legs around you while reaching up and grabbing the top of her mattress >You're fucking her hard and fast unable to stop >The feeling so amazing you practically don't care it's your mother you're doing this with >Her moans so loud you hope the neighbors don't hear it >Finally you feel yourself about to cum >You try to pull out, but Mom's legs pull you back in >Hilting in her and being held in by her legs makes you go over the edge >Pumping your spunk into her as she shuddered while sounding like it was the best feeling ever >Then perhaps realizing she wasn't supposed to want that looking embarrassed >Though still holding you in place with her legs "So uhmmm... What now?" >You ask awkwardly as she thinks >Then kisses you >"Could you help me with my writing, darling?" >Like it's about her writing >Also it feels very different to be called 'darling' after what just happened >You know she calls practically everyone darling, but if still feels different now >Mom seems puzzled by your reaction >"What's the matter, darling?" "it just... Feels different to be called 'darling' now. After, well, this..." >She blushes deeply while looking away >"I guess it could be said you're my darling now... Which I wouldn't make my own son be! Unless you want to be?" >Sounding unsure of herself and flip flopping while making her actual desire known >You don't want to answer that >Especially not having it in you to say 'yes, I want to be your darling' >Still inside her and almost feeling your spunk inside her womb you remember something "It's a safe day... Right?" >Mom looks even more away from direct eye contact >"If I get pregnant I can model my own maternity clothes..." >She muses while absolutely not giving you any confidence >Then looking back at you with a seductive glare >"Since it's too late to worry about that... Would you help me with my writing, darling?" >Being called darling again makes your heart race "How would I do that?" >You ask while feeling like you could guess >"We could try different positions to help me write about them in detail~." >As in more sex? "You m-mean... More of this?!" >She looks at you like she's disappointed >"Of course we're going to change it up. Writing about just missionary position would be boring!" >Letting go of you with her legs finally before pushing you off >Then going to a pull up bar in her room for exercise before beckoning >Lowering the bar to chest level before having you pick her up by the legs >Holding herself a little to make it easier on you to hold her >Going by instinct you lower her onto your dick >"Yes! That's it! Thrust up while moving me with your arms!" >She directs you while starting to moan again >You start thrusting up into her while lifting her up and letting her fall >It's not long before you realize this'll really wear you out >Not only that but your shaft feels sensitive from earlier >It's not as long as the first time before you cum again >Pushing more into her with her all the way down on it >Mom practically chewing her lip before directing you again >"Now reach your arms up and grab my head to really manhandle me!" >You try doing what she said with a nearly blank mind >Managing to do it, but now you're taking on her full weight because she can't hold onto the bar >Holding her like this you feel in control despite doing this because she said to >Thrusting up into her while bouncing her you feel like you're running on steam >Yet it's so mind blowingly good you want to exhaust every last bit of your stamina >Then when you came in her a third time you were truly spent >Your legs wobbling before buckling under you >Falling back onto the floor with Mom on top of you >"Absolute perfection, darling!" >Mom praises you with a look of rapt pleasure on her face