Buttons and his mom. We all know where this story is going to go. If you can't guess, it's very lewd.
Warning! Shota, loli, and Incest! You probably don't care anyway. Isn't that right, fellow cloppers? ;)
Anyway, this is a vanilla story about Button Mash's sexual self-discovery. Button and his mom have naughty fun, while daddy is away. What will become of this relationship? Find out as their bond deepens farther than a mother and her foal ever could, breaking down the barriers of morality. Prepare for the exciting (in more ways than one), juicy, and satisfying romance that is...
A shout rings from downstairs, echoing in Button's bedroom. “Mommy's going to the Ponyville Market. Do you want anything, honey?” It was none other than Button Mash's mother, who the chocolate-colored colt loved so much.
He thought for a moment, then responded giddily. “I'd love some of Carrot Top's tasty carrots!” The mare's voice from downstairs responded with an “Okay”, and the far-off sound of a door squeaking to a close was heard. The young colt put down his 'Joy-boy' gaming system, and walked to his door. “Today, I'm going to explore... The basement!” Button's heart raced as he unlocked his door, and exited into the hallway. He knew that Mommy would be upset if she found out, because he was told never to go in there.
However, the fear of being caught didn't stop Button Mash, and thus he trotted carefully down the steps, leading from the upper hallway down to the kitchen. He continued on, turning a left into the living room, and turning right toward a long hallway. Before he knew it, he was in front of the door. He shook with nervousness, yet overwhelming excitement as he pushed the door to the unknown. He continues into the dimly-lit stairway, his hooves clopping upon the stone steps. The stairs make a sudden turn, and before him lies the open room with walls of stone bricks.
In this room, many tools lined the walls. “Cool! It looks just like that cave in Skyrim!” shouted the video game-obsessed colt, dashing into the center of the room. Chains, whips, and other odd, yet interesting items were hung up on nails, and Buttons was growing more curious by the second. On the left wall of the square, little room was a shelf with a with colorful items. The starry-eyed colt dared to grab one off the shelf. It was a pink, long, and rubbery object that resembled the shape of a cucumber. Suddenly, a familiar sound from upstairs echoed into the chamber. It was the sound of a door opening, and a crinkling brown bag of vegetables carried into the house. Button's expression was suddenly filled with fear, and the colt desperately put the pink object back on the shelf. His heart raced faster than before, and tears fall from his cheek as he thinks of Mommy's angry face. He slowly, yet quietly trots up the stairs in hopes he won't be caught. To his horror, he loses footing on the third step, and lands on his back with a loud thump. “Owchie!” Button whelps. Seconds later, hoofsteps are heard toward the basement door, and the young colt begins to cry out of hopelessness, wailing softly.
He anxiously opens his teary eyes toward the entrance, and sees his mom dash down the stairs. He closes his eyes, feebly awaiting a slap, scolding, or both. To his surprise, Mommy hugs him tightly, and she says to him in a worried tone: “Oh my gosh, Buttons! Are you hurt, baby?” He resumes crying and begin speaking over his sobs. “*hic* I'm sorry Mommy! I shouldn't have gone in the basement! *snort* I was only curious, please don't be mad!”
The mare stares wide-eyed at him for a few seconds, then starts giggling girlishly. “Oh, Button-Dear. You should have just asked!” she smiles sweetly at him.
Button Mash, finally gets off his back onto his feet, and wipes his tears with a hoof. “But Mommy, I thought you told me that I couldn't go in the basement...” he says with a hint of disdain.
“I only said that you have to ask me to go down here. I never said you couldn't.” She replies, nuzzling him. “Do you want me to show you, honey?”
Button's face once again is filled with excitement. “Yay! I'd love to! What are we going to do, Mama?” He says, circling his mom joyfully.
The caring mother kisses his forehead, and trots forward into the room. “This way my little Button.” She encourages him, and points her hoof to a wooden chair lined with black fabric, sitting in the far-right corner of the room. The brown colt swiftly jumps into it like a dog wanting to be petted by it's master, and his caring mistress just so happens to be his mom who he loves so much. She smiles, and gives him an order. “Turn around and face your rear toward me.” Young Buttons blushes, but does as told. His body shaking out of nervous excitement. Suddenly, her soft hooves began prodding at his exposed plothole. This feeling had made him jump slightly, but he soon began to understand that there was a good feeling spreading the area his mommy was nudging.
“Mama...” Little Button Mash moaned with cute, doll-like eyes toward his mother. “...Why does this feel so good?” He sighs with pleasure from his mom's touch.
She smiles at her adorable son's reaction to her playing. Motivatedly, she moves in her face to his small plot and licks his twitching rear hole. He moans with louder volume at this new sensation. “Oh! Don't stop mommy!” The mother begins to feel more love juice drip from her pussy with every moan he cries out.
“Teehee! You're pretty noisy for a boy, kiddo.” She teases him. Buttons turns redder than a strawberry at this, his eyes cutely looking away. She asks in sweet tone again. “Hey, lay on your back facing me.” The submissive colt nods slightly, and obeys. Button was short enough to lay on the chair without dangling over the edge. Now his cock, now unsheathed, lay bare upon his belly. “Good boy.” she moves in to sniff the virgin dick, leaking a stream of pre-cum onto his abdomen. Licking her lips hungrily, she then proceeded to lick his member. The colt was shocked from the wonderful sensation. He never touched his penis before, nor even seen it become hard like this. His mind became hazy, losing his mind into physical bliss. She continued slide her tongue on all sides, gazing at him lustfully in heat. Button Mash never knew Mommy had a side like this, but she sure was good at she was doing. The moist feeling had consumed him, and it felt as if his cock was being taken by a new, rising sensation.
Buttons said mousily to the mare.“Mama, something weird feels like it's coming, like I have to pee...” She chuckles at the young colt, and smiles expectantly.
“Go ahead and just release it, dear. Don't hold back.” she says. And with that, the mare suddenly engulfs his glans with her mouth, and pumps up and down, driving the him over the edge.
“Mom! I can't stop-- Ahh!” He arches his back with great force, and his cock reached deep into her throat, the semen spurting wildly on the back of her tongue. She swallowed the cum desperately and lustfully. Finally, she rises her mouth from off his dick, and the twitching member is left shining with their mixed juices in the fluorescent light.
She looks into the panting colts eyes, grinning with an expression of deep desire. “Let's continue in my bedroom, Button. Mommy wants to show you even more.”
As young Button Mash followed his mother upstairs, he couldn't resist the plot that stared back at him. Fluids dripped her flanks, and her clitoris twitched in plain view. They made their way through the house, and into his Mommy's room. The colt had no idea he was already there, for he only concentrated on the sweet fumes from his Mama's pussy. Suddenly dives his face into her muff. “Oh, Button! Be patient!” she moaned lustfully.
Button Mash rather seemed to become more impatient with this statement. “C'mon Mom, I wanna' play the game!” He starts licking her again in rebellion. She moans once again, enjoying the child's impatience, but then pushes him softly away from her rump, looking into his eyes with a deviance.
“I've got something far better in mind, so lay down over there, sweetie.” the mare says amorously. He excitedly hopped on the bed. Button's backside lay upon the satin red sheet printed with pink hearts, his head resting on the many heart-shaped pillows behind him. Before he knew it the cream-colored mare rested the folds of her pussy onto his stiff member. “Mommy's going to make you a real stallion.” and with those words of departing, she stole away his virginity, and the young colt whelped in pleasure.
She began to lift her hips slowly back and forth. Her face was filled with sexual bliss, and her body with overwhelming sensation. “Oh, Lil' Button, you feel so good!” she moaned in heat.
The colt's body twitched in agreement. His member was overcome by the intense feeling of his mother's pussy that gripped him tightly. “Oh, Mom! I love youu~!” he shouted in the midst of pleasure.
As she thrust, her mind began to become hazy with this feeling overtaking her. Button's father rarely had sex with her, and when he did, she wasn't satisfied. She needed a stallion, or rather, colt, to drown into this feeling with. This taboo made her feel more alive than she had ever felt in years. The fact that Button's cock was the almost bigger than his father made her even thrust harder. Suddenly, she snapped back to reality, as the chocolate-colored colt neared orgasm. “Mommy, it's happening again! My white pee is coming out!”
The mare vigorously thrusts more, striking her own womb with the intent of impregnation. “Let it out inside! Give it to me! Ahh~!” She encourages him. Suddenly, as though to answer her, Button's cock pumps his hot fluids with a yell, and his mom climaxes with him. The mare falls onto her back tiredly, and his semen trails down past her plothole as she lay with a look of fulfillment.
His voice weakly joins the air filled with pants of exhaustion. “That game was so much funner than Ponymon. Can we do it again?”
She gets back on her hooves, jumps off the bed and walks over to her closet. She opens it from the left side, and reveals a wardrobe full of outfits. “Sure...” she answers him. “If you will be my hero, Blink.”
She puts on a tiara and a frilly outfit, and then pulls out a hanger with a green tunic and hat using her teeth. Button's face lights up like he won a million bits. “Ohmygosh! That's so cool! When did you get those?” he says, hopping up and down excitedly.
She chuckles at his cute, energetic gesture. She smiles with amusement. “Don't you remember me telling you? Mommy also loves games, almost as much as you do. So, come on then! Let's play, Buttons.” she tells him with a wink.
Button is soon donning the hero's tunic, and ready for his naughty adventure. His princess, Zelbell, looks at him with feminine and mature charm. She speaks to him with a dramatic voice “Oh, Blink, you have rescued me once again from the evil internet wizard, Fanon-Dork! I must reward your courage.” She climbs onto the bed, and raises the hem of her long skirt, to reveal her bare folds, incredibly wet with love juices. The colt takes the lead this time, diving head-first into her open vagina. “Mam--... I mean, Zelbell. Allow me to... relieve you of your worries!” he begins shakily. He begins lapping up the juices from her haunches to her plot, and then finally the source. His mommy moans with increasing pleasure with each lick upon her nether regions. “Oh, your setting me on fire! I'm going to explode like a bomb!” She shouts in wonderful stimulation.
Button starts to get the hang of this fun game. “Go ahead, Zelly, I want you to blow up in my face! Release your fire!” and with the rising sexy voice of his mother, her legs begin to twitch.
“Oh, it's coming! Ahhn~!” And with that final moan, a beautiful stream of hot juice pours onto the young colt. He licks his face, and smiles cutely at how he satisfied his mama.
“Oh, Mama. I love you.” He says, jumping onto her with a hug.
“I love you too, my cute, nerdy little Button.” She answers him, returning his smile. “But we're not finished yet, you still haven't given me your Dayku seed.” She winks at him, encouraging him to give her more.
It had been three days since the little colt, Button Mash, had a sexy night with his mother. Today, Button sat on the edge of his bed, mashing on his Joyboy with intense gaming fury. His bedroom was littered with leftover snacks and assorted game cartridges. Suddenly the sounds paused on his game, and the colt bolted from his seat. “Shit! Sweetie's coming today, and I totally forgot!”
Button Mash began to clean his room hurriedly. He stopped, only to check the time on the alarm clock next to the TV, and found that he's got five minutes until the appointed time. “Oh no, Mom's going to kill me!” And with that last shout, he stuffed all his games and empty food packages into the closet as quickly as possible. Finally, with a sigh of relief into the somewhat less-cluttered room, he trotted downstairs, and a well-timed sound of a doorbell rang inside. “Hold on, Sweetie bell~! I'm coming!” said Button, stepping up his pace toward the front door.
Button turned the knob with his teeth, and pulled it open the same way. There stood his marefriend, who he had been keeping a secret from his mom. “Um... Can I come in...?” the unicorn filly asked, as Button had spaced out for a moment.
“Oh! Of course, come in!” He said, shakily. He still had a bit of nervousness, as they had only been together for a couple of weeks now, and that this was his first marefriend. “Mommy made some cookies! I saved some for you!” the colt said happily, heading to the direction of his room.
Sweetie Belle chuckled slightly. “You're such a momma's colt, I'm kind of worried if you'll ever grow up.” She teased, following him close behind.
Button's face reddened at her teasing words. “Uh... Oh, just shut up! I just... love her is all...” He desperately tried not to show his blushing face. They finally reached the blue door to his room, and Button Mash gently pushes it open to reveal the familiar beige walls and simple interior.
“Don't get mad, I was only kidding.” Said Sweetie, follow the chocolate-brown colt into his room. “She is a good mom, after all. Mine's never around...” The little filly gave of disdain, following her statement.
“Sweetie, cheer up! Here's some cookies!” Said Button, who suddenly jumped over to her with a small platter. “They're REALLY good!” the colt said to her. Sweetie grabbed one of the delicious looking cookies off the plate and moaned with joy as she bit into it. “Mmm, Theef arf Tafty (These are tasty)! She said with a mouth full of soft cookie. Button Mash smiled with delight at her returned gesture.
“Hah! Told ya'!” He said hopping over to his TV. “Hey, you wanna' play Daring Do: Quest for the Lost Tribe?
“Totally!” she said, trotting over to the edge of the bed across from the television. Button, who finally finished tinkered with the game system, grabbed one controller and sat next to Sweetie.
“Here, you play. I want to watch you play this time.” He said, handing over the controller.
Sweetie replied with a wide-eyed stare. “Seriously?! That's unexpected. You never want to watch me play by myself.”
Button only chuckled modestly and scratched his head. “Hehe... I guess I'm just trying something different today.”
“Suit yourself.” She said, zoning into the flashing screen. Button wasn't even focused on the game. Up until now, he never saw Sweetie as a mare, and he knew she was quite mature for her age. Never had he really paid attention to the folds of her marehood that were so well-defined. “You said you wanted to watch, why aren't you looking?” she said, snapping him back to reality. “What's wrong, you seem out of it today.” Sweetie said with genuine concern.
“Oh... Uh... I've just been thinking about mom.” He said, quickly averting his gaze to the tan carpet below.
“Ugh, seriously? You see her all the time, why are you worried? Sheesh.” She said impatiently.
“I didn't mean it like that...” Button replied. “I was just thinking how you....” He continued, voice trailing off.
Sweetie paused her game and looked at him with a tilted head. “I didn't catch that, what did you say?”
Button blushed quite hard, and stuttered as he tried to squeeze out his words. “Y-you look really attractive l-like mom.” Sweetie blushed just as hard, trying to find words to say back.
“Hold on... You... f-find your mom attractive?!” She shouted with astonishment.
Button cocked his head, not sure of what to make of her reply. “Yeah, is that weird?” he said rather calmly.
“Of course it's strange! Family members shouldn't--...” Sweetie said, awkwardly pausing at her words.
“Huh? What were you saying?” The innocent colt asked a bit worriedly.
“It's... nothing. I'm going to go home, okay?” Said the hesitant filly, and she hopped onto hooves toward toward the door. “I'm sorry...” And after muttering that off, she ran out the door to his room, back to the Carousel Boutique.
The chocolate-brown colt sat down to cry. Was this her way of saying she didn't want to be with him? He couldn't help but cry about this strange reaction from her. “Great... She hates me now! She was the only filly who ever took me seriously!” he said, throwing the controller against the wall angrily. Soon, the anguished face turned teary again... and he could help sobbing to himself.
Downstairs, at the same time:
“I'm sorry, Button... I hope you don't cry... I just don't know how to face you about this.” sighed Sweetie Belle to herself, as she descended the flight of stairs toward the door. Suddenly, as she was about to open the door herself, Button's mom stands in the doorway, still wearing her visor from work.
“Well, this is a pleasant surprise! I didn't know Button Mash had any friends who came over to visit him. Why didn't you two tell me?” said the motherly mare with a smile.
“Oh... Hi, Mrs. Mash... I, uh...” the unicorn filly stuttered, unable to find a way out of this situation.
“No need to so formal Sweetie, just call me Elaina.” she reassured Sweetie. “Are you already leaving? I was hoping you would tell how you became friends.” she inquired with a small, cute frown.
“Umm... I'vegottagosomewhere!” Sweetie shouts, running past her, leaving the mare dumb-founded. The filly ran away desperately to her favorite spot, a tree stump in the middle of a field of flowers. “Ugh... Why does she have to be so nice...” she muttered tearfully, before laying down to cry.
Back at Button Mash's house:
“Hey! My sweet Buttons! Where are you~?” She shouted up the stairs in an upbeat tone. “I want to talk to you about your friend Sweetie!” she shouted further.
A muffled voice of Button Mash, echoed beyond his door. “I don't wanna!” He hollered back with an audible sniffle. The worried mare trotted up the stairs to his room, and found him with red eyes full of tears.
“Oh Button-Dear!” She said, running over to hug his son who had been sprawled on the floor. She held him tightly, her hooves comfortingly rubbing his back and mane. “What happened?” She muttered quietly into Button's right ear.
“Momma... I told her about what we were doing together... *Sniff and... she ran away...” he said, crying into her shoulder. “I'm sorry...”
Elaina giggles, then addresses him softly. “Honey, didn't I tell you to keep that a secret? You should have listened. Other ponies look down upon that sort of thing, you know.” She then gives her trademark smile that soothes anyone she shows it to. “It's okay. Don't worry about it, dear. As long as you are happy and safe.”
“But it's not okay!” he shouts rebelliously and hops into his bed, hiding himself beneath the soft, forest-green covers. “Sweetie Belle is my only friend... and she's gone now...”
The mare put a hoof under her chin, trying to come up with a way to solve this little quarrel. She stood there a couple minutes staring concernedly at where Button Mash lay, and finally gets an epiphany. “I know how we can make you two friends again!” Elaina says brightly.
Suddenly, the covers flip, and lil' Button stares at her with a glowing smile. “Really? You can?!” He says full of energy again.
“Yes. In fact, by the time we're done, you'll be more than friends.” The mare says seductively with a devious smile.
“Oh, I'm finally finished with my work!” Said Rarity, pulling a complete dress of sapphire blue with pearl-colored sequins from the sewing machine. She magically removes her eyeglasses, and sets them gently upon the table next to the machine. “I think I deserve a little reward.” Said the mare, chuckling to herself as she rose from her seat. “Sweetie! Where are you, my dear sister?” She calls with enthusiasm. Rarity waited for a few minutes, and strangely, there was no sign of Sweetie Belle. “How odd... Is she okay I wonder?”
Rarity trotted down the stairs of her boutique down to Sweetie's room, donning a rather worried expression. She prods open the door modestly with a hoof, and walks in to see her sister crying in the middle of her large bed. “Sweetie Belle!” The mare runs over to her, gets on the bed, lies next to her, and tenderly places a foreleg around her.
Suddenly Sweetie pushes Rarity's leg off of her, and hops up with tears and a stressful look. “We can't do this anymore!”
The violet-maned mare wore a look of surprise and worry. “Whatever do you mean? Please, do tell me what is bothering you, dear.” She said with a kind, modest tone to the filly.
The younger sister shouted at her. “I can't keep doing this thing we do! It's wrong! I couldn't even look Button in the eyes after he told me of his relationship with his mom...” Her words diminished to silence, and her face reddened after her slip-up of words.
Rarity stood there astounded. “You mean to tell me that Mrs. Mash... Wow.” The mare couldn't help staring wide-eyed at her sister, who now almost looked like she was about to end up in tears again. The caring older sister acted upon this, and gave the little filly a kind hug. Rarity reassures Sweetie. “It's alright. Nothing you are doing is wrong, it's just other ponies are closed-minded is all. It means nopony else has a deeper bond than we do.” The mare smiles with confidence.
Sweetie Belle wipes away her tears, and looks up at her sister endearingly. “I guess you're right. I love you big sis, more than anypony else.” She hops off the bed, and Rarity follows suit. “Let's do something together, you've been working all day, and I want to play with my big sister!” The little filly said with more enthusiasm than before.
“That sounds splendid!” The mare gets a wonderful idea for 'playing' with her sister. “I've got an idea. How about we visit Mrs. Mash's place?"
The filly stands in the middle of the room dumbfounded, confused as to why she'd ask such an odd thing. “But why? I was just there. And...” she goes quiet again.
“What's the matter, dear?” Rarity asked curiously.
“...And Button is probably upset with me for leaving...” She replied disdainfully.
The mare walks over to her, placing a foreleg around her back. “Even more of a reason to then. You two need to make up.” She smiles assuredly. Sweetie Belle hesitates to answer, but she finally gives a nod. “Then it's settled! Let's go there now!” Rarity declares excitedly.
“Alright, Button. Mommy's going out to find your friend, be good and wait in your room until it's time dear.” Elaina Mash said to the expectant colt behind her. Button disappeared inside, and the mare closed the door. Elaina turns around to find what she was looking for, Sweetie Belle and her sister. “B-but, uh... H-hello?” Stammered the mare, unsure how to respond.
Rarity speaks with her usual formal, modest tone. “Are you alright? I hope we haven't come at a bad time.”
“Of course not! Your timing is impeccable.” Elaina sighed, regaining her composure. “Why don't you come inside?”
The pair looks at one another, and then Rarity speaks again, with vigor this time. “We'd be delighted! Lead the way, Mrs. Mash.”
“Just call me Elaina. It's nice to have you two here.” The mare says, returning through the door. The pair follow her in, and the mare is reminded of an important detail. She was only counting on seeing Sweetie, but her sister is now here for the ride. Elaina began to get a bit anxious at this thought. “T-take a seat anywhere you like. I'll make some tea.” The mare managed to say to them.
“No need. I have something else in mind.” Rarity says with most seductive voice. “I heard about your little thing with Button Mash... and I think I want in on that action. Including Sweetie over here of course.” Elaina felt the burning between her haunches right then.
Elaina softly grazed her hoof under Rarity's chin, responding to the mare with mature charm. “I think I'll take you up on that, Miss Rarity.” Sweetie Belle's face turned pink watching this erotic exchange unfold before her. Then, Button Mash is heard trotting downstairs. “I think the real party is about to start. Let's go to my basement, girls.” She says with a wink and a mischievous grin.
Button's tongue buried deeply inside his Mother pussy, massaging her from the inside, as the two sisters watched in awe. Their naughty bits were getting turned on just by watching the spectacle, even Sweetie Belle, who just been scared to enjoy these incestual affairs only hours ago. “Ahhn!” Moaned the mare who was propped up on the black leather table. “Nnn... You guys... Should come play too!” She said between gasps of pleasure.
Rarity turned to her sister. “She's right, you're missing out, Sweetie. Get up there next to Mrs. Mash and spread those legs!” She demanded youthfully, getting into the mood. The little filly obeyed, hopping up next to Elaina who continued to let out her sexy moans. “Mmm... That's the way, darling.” The dominating mare muttered under her breath. And without much warning, a mare's tongue began to flick the little bean that throbbed with heat.
“Ohh! Rarity! That feels great!” Sweetie almost shouted from the sudden, intense pleasure. Her haunches twitched, and Button's mom enjoyed the sight almost as much as Button's submissive look between her own legs. The two propped up on the table in the center of the dimly lit dungeon moaned and writhed, and you could hear the sounds from upstairs if you were listening. “Oh my gosh! Rarity, I'm gonna cum again!” The filly moaned loudly next to the tan-white mare.
“Me too, Sweetie... Kiss me while you let it out, dear... Ahh!” Elaina to takes the filly into her mouth and they swirl tongues about amorously. Not long into their heated kiss, they release, and they're both reach powerful orgasm. Their legs buck at the intense sensation, and their mouths agape with a sex-craven face. Only few seconds later, the two relax their legs, and the mother-mare and sister-filly bask in afterglow.
The spent pair looks at one another, then laugh exhaustedly. “It's our turn now!” Button exclaims excitedly. “Can we continue in your room, mom?”
“Sure, dear.” His mother replies with grin that turns to a look of debauchery. “It's time to break out the toys.”