Lightning Dust Part Two

>It worked. You couldn't believe it, but that actually worked. For now, you have your son back, and he is all too eager to follow you into the shower like a lost puppy. You knew your ass was your hot-button, that's why you never let any stallion so much as look at it. But he was different. You were going to lose him if you didn't do something.

>You were so scared, so soon after the accident, and he was at risk of leaving you again. You had to do something to make him come back, and being the brazen, over-the-top mare that you are, you eventually fell on seduction as the solution. There were many other ideas, but the one that stuck out would leave enough of an impression for him to stay. How many mares would be willing to take it in the butt? How many of them would actually like it and want it? Give him something he'd struggle to find anywhere else, and the rest would just fall into place.

>You hum a little tune as you let the warm water cascade down your body, your ears perking up every time you heard something from the kitchen. If he was cleaning, he was pretty quiet about it. He usually moaned and complained when you tried to make him do chores, but given what's at stake you suppose it's only natural for him to actually focus. You internally squee as you finally hear the door open, "M-mom? I'm done cleaning now," In response you peel back the shower curtain and strike a pose.

"Do you want your payment now or later?"

>From what you could tell he already came in with a raging hardon, and given how it was twitching you were only making it worse. The runt gulps audibly, "N-now," If he stammered any more you'd almost swear he was trying his best not to beg.

"Why don't you come here so I can clean you up?"

 

>In an instant he's hesitantly making his way into the shower with you. You're still impressed by how well this actually worked, he's almost putty in your hands right now. He sits down in front of you and does his best to try not to wear the face of a foal. With a smirk at his valiant efforts you sit down in front of him and claim his cock between your hind-hooves. The runt gasps at the contact, and you can't help but giggle like a filly. It was only going to get a lot better from here.

"Does baby like being pleasured by mommy's dirty hooves?"

>He nods his head furiously, and you can't help but laugh again before you begin your work. You start rubbing his cock up and down at parallel intervals. When one hoof went up, the other went down. He was trying his best not to make a sound, but the uncomfortable shifts were more than enough for you. Then you rest both of your hooves at the top of his cock. You tighten into a vice before forcefully sliding down to the base. The involuntary buck of his hips told you all you needed to know, so you gingerly slid back up and repeated the process. Every time you came down, he'd jump, shift in discomfort, or exhale sharply.

"Tell mommy when you cum baby, I want to be ready."

>Once again he nods, shallower this time. You continue to work him for a good minute before he finally speaks up, "Mom, I'm-!" This time you don't stop, this time you keep working him until his dick sprays semen all over your hind-hooves and legs. He's breathing the heavy breath of satisfaction, but you're far from satisfied.

"Ready for the second act?"

>He looks at you with a confused, but lusting look, "Second act?" He asks. You smirk and pull your hooves away before crawling over to his flaccid member and drawing your face in.

"Surely you know this little number?"

 

>He nods when he feels your breath caress his cock. Gingerly you give the tip a lick before claiming it in your forehooves. You lift it and tightly wrap your lips around it. He's groaning this time. You start bobbing your head gingerly, trying your best to return his cock to its proud standing position. You can still taste yourself on him, and it's making you wetter by the second. You thank Celestia you decided to do it in the shower this time. You continue working him with your mouth and tongue before you get a response. While only at half-mast, his returning erection allows you to do something you know he likes. You realign your mouth with your throat, and push forward.

>The runt gasps. Mission accomplished. You stifle a gag before your mouth hilts his cock entirely, then just like before, you pull all the way back, then push forward again. You swear deepthroat does it for him like anal play does it for you, because soon he's back to his full size and ready for action. But you might as well make the most out of this, after all, you just hilted him again. You try picking up the pace, but your throat soon lets you know with another loud gag that's not going to fly. With a sigh that tickles the runt's cock you pull away. The adorable look of disappointment on his face is almost too much to bear, but you need to keep your composure this round. We're not replaying the whole "anal-doll" thing for a while, even if you were loving every second of it.

"Alright baby, this time you get your mom's soaking pussy."

>The look of pure want is making this a lot harder than you imagined.

"But there's a catch."

>The face he's wearing tells you he genuinely doesn't care, just to show him the dotted line so he can sign already. You push the runt onto his back forcefully before climbing on top.

"I'm taking the lead this time."

 

>He growls this time, and you give the runt a competitive look.

"Wanna try to stop me?"

>You ask that as you press your muzzle against his. Next thing you know you two are wrestling on the shower floor, each of you trying to get on top of the other. You're kissing furiously, you're biting, you're going for each-others loins to try to stimulate each-other into submission. Most of all though, you're both laughing as you do so. But then something goes wrong, at least for you. You feel his member start grinding against your flank cheeks and you can't help but stop and gasp. He takes advantage of your stunned state and grinds more forcefully, your legs trembling and bucking involuntarily. Then, princesses forbid, he starts prodding.

“W-wait! Not there!”

>Your pleas fall on deaf ears. He continues to prod your ass and destroying your will to fight back. You only had one chance, because as soon as he puts it in, you're at his mercy. Just as you feel him prod again you summon all your strength for one last tumble. With the little bastard on his back once more you step on his flared wings, effectively pinning him, and start grinding your pussy against his cock.

“T- hah t-too slow!”

>That quick romp really started the fire in your belly, your composure was half of what you wanted it to be, but you had to press on. Most of all, you really wanted to get back at him for that.

“Here.”

>You lift yourself up.

“You can watch me put it in.”

 

>You coo softly as you slowly slide his cock inside. It was such a sweet feeling to you, fulfilling in a way. With your ass it was so dirty and taboo, but here, you felt... good. Not just the sexual good, but the emotional good as well.

“How does it feel compared to my ass?”

>The runt groans before he answers, “So wet. It feels as g-good as it tasted,” You smile before leaning down to kiss him.

“I can last a lot longer in here baby. You better hold back if you want to please mommy.”

>You lock lips before starting to buck your hips against one-another. Both of you are gasping for breath through your nostrils, refusing to part for even a second. You can feel his cock throbbing inside you as it reaches your deepest parts, stimulating nearly every part of you. His hooves of course gravitate up your thighs and begin to softly massage you flank. You groan out of a combination of both pleasure and annoyance, why'd it have to make you so hot? To your great displeasure the runt pulls away, “You like that?” He asks. You're really starting to regret even giving him your ass in the first place. Now he knows exactly which buttons to push if he wants it, even if you're not in the mood.

“K-knock it off!”

>That sounded so neutered that it was more like you were pretending you didn't like it for the sake of roleplay, and both of you knew that. However to your surprise and secret disappointment his hooves drift away. You give him a dumbfounded look, “I'll let you do the work,” He says, “I want to see mom at her best.”

“I don't think you can handle me at my best.”

>You punctuate that with beginning to roughly grind his cock, earning a very pleased groan, “I-I can take it,” You kiss his nose like he does to you.

“You're on.”

 

>Everything in tandem with the shower water made for the most wonderful experience. You remembered watching several romance movies where the couples would share a tender kiss in the pouring rain, and while you were currently grinding the runt's poor cock into dust, you couldn't help but try to indulge. Lifting your forehooves off of his wings you yank him into a sitting position under the shower nozzle and share a very sweet kiss. He found it difficult to keep your lips locked with his and keep up with your bouncing on his lap.

>After a groan of annoyance on your part you slow down so the little runt can actually kiss your lips instead of your chin. You feel his tongue hesitantly peek from between his lips and gently prod your own, to which you happily grant him entrance. You feel him pull your waist into a tight vice as he starts bucking against you, trying to deepen every movement. You gasp when you feel his cock throb inside you, and from the look on his face he couldn't last any longer. You pull away from him.

“Y-you're going to cum soon, ah~, aren't you?”

>“Y-yeah,” You could barely hear his response, but you didn't need verbal confirmation. You wrap your legs around his waist.

“F-fill me up! Fill mommy up with your cum!”

>Making the most out of these last few moments you pick up the pace. The sounds of your thighs slapping together becoming so loud it nearly drowns out the shower nozzle above. The runt seems desperate to make you cum as well, as his hooves are once again all over your ass. You gasp and groan at every movement, silently cursing your sensitivity. At this point though you're thankful he's still thinking of you. Then somehow manages to pull your tail.

 

>You scream. The surprise manages to send you over your limit. It felt even better than when he was grinding and prodding your flank. You feel your pussy tighten around the runt's cock, which in turn sends him over the edge. He cries for you before finally cutting loose. You moan as you feel yourself filled up, halting your movements to simply grind your hips and milk him of every drop. You sigh in disappointment as he finally pulls out of you and topples onto his back, panting heavily.

“N-not bad runt. You made me cum.”

>You look down to survey his handiwork. Like your ass, there's so much it's seeping out of you. You give the cum cocktail a taste. His juices mixed with yours made for quite the little treat. Collecting more you make your way over to your dazed son.

“You want a taste?”

>He lazily stares at your cum-coated hoof with little emotion on his face, “Wh-what is it?” You lower your hoof in front of his face.

“It's our cum. It tastes really good.”

>He stares at it for so long you were about to pull away, but just before you do he hesitantly sticks out his tongue and takes in the smallest amount. He shivers, “I hate the way I taste,” He says drolly. You hum before lapping the rest up.

“Oh well. More for me.”

>After eating up whatever was left leaking out you drag the runt out of the shower and dry him off before sending him to bed. He stops in the hallway for a moment.

“What is it?”

>He stares at the wall, “I hate you for drugging me,” He then glances to you, “But to be honest I don't really care anymore. So... can we do this again soon?” You smile as you trot past him.

“We'll see.”

>He awoke the next morning to the sight of you taking care of his morning wood.