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- >The party was going along greatly.
- >goddamnit if Pank didn't know how to throw them.
- >..or at least, they were enjoyable as long as you were mentally prepared to party like it was a childrens' birthday party,
- >..with all the childish games that entailed.
- >Oh well, you are Anon, and you down the remaining drops of zap apple brandy.
- >A few moments of near-epilepsy later you turn back to the crowd.
- >seems like everyone you know from ponyville is here at your house
- >yep, thanks for that ponk.
- >A googly-eyed grey mare wearing a simple white dress walks up to you, smiling
- >"Heya Anon, everything alright?"
- >You smile down at the mailmare before kneeling down and petting her head.
- "Yeah, I'm fine Derpy. I hope you're enjoying what Pinkie cooked up"
- >She closes her eyes and leans her head into your hand.
- >Not wanting to suddenly withdraw your hand and cause some sort of balance-related cataclysm, you simply stop petting.
- >She opens her golden eyes, blinks a few times before jerking her head up.
- >"Oh! That's right! I was going to introduce you to a friend of mine, come on!"
- >You stand up as Derpy bites hold of the cuff on your suit and leads you towards a colourful group of ponies talking together.
- >As you approach, you notice one of them talking to the others passionately, nearly jumping up and down with excitement.
- >A mint-green mare with streaks of white in her mane and tail, with a golden lyre as cutie mark.
- >Ah, you remember seeing her around, even though not having paid that much attention to her.
- >Also, you've kind of had a lot of things on your mind so far during your stay.
- >She's explaining something away energetically, partially turned away from you as you and Derpy approach.
- >The other ponies look up at you and smile, a brown colt known as Time Turner even greeting you.
- >"Hey Anon!"
- >wow. He always seems so nervous and jittery. First time he's spoken to you directly.
- >The minty green mare notices the others looking at something, and turns her head.
- >She seems to freeze up and starts to blush furiously.
- "Hey guys. Everything going well?"
- >The other ponies nod and answer affirmatively, yet the green mare backs a few steps away, her personality suddenly timid
- >Derpy, happy as ever, squeals out
- >"Here you go, Lyra: one Anon. just as ordered! He he."
- >The green mare glances up at you sheepishly, before lowering her head and muttering something.
- >wut
- "Sorry, I didn't quite catch that? Anyway, I'm Anon. Pleased to meet you."
- >She nods slightly and takes a deep breath.
- >"I'm.. I'm Lyra. Lyra Heartstrings."
- >The other ponies start talking amongst themselves again, with Derpy joining them
- >yeeah, alright. Time to save this from getting awkward, Anon.
- "So, miss Heartstrings.. you're looking great!"
- >Even though she's only wearing an elegant ochre toga-like drape as a dress, you have to admit
- >these ponies are growing on you.
- >and occasionally making parts on you grow.
- >She fidgets around with one of her forehooves, murmuring a thank you in response.
- >After a second, she suddenly looks into your eyes intensely.
- >"And you!"
- >www.. oh. You blink.
- >"I-I mean, you too! That is, you're beautiful!"
- >You grin and strike a pose.
- "Well thank you! Behold Anon."
- >She shakes her head, giggling at your antics, a blush forming on her cheeks.
- >"Well-.. Y-you know what I meant. Darn it.. Sorry."
- >You smile and nod.
- "So, enjoying the party?"
- >"Yeah, it's fantastic. ..and I've wanted to meet you for so long!"
- >Huh. Dayum.
- >You a celebrity, nigger? :]___)
- >shut up brain.
- >She seems to take your momentary silence in another way.
- >"Oh.. I didn't mean it like that.. I just-.. You know, you seem like such a nice guy?"
- >Well I never.
- "Oh.. Well thanks! You seem like a lovely mare yourself."
- >She positively beams up at you.
- >Just as her intense stare starts to creep you out, the group of ponies next to you explode into a cheer
- >"Yeah!" "Drinking game!"
- >Derpy pipes up
- >"Anon has to be the waterhole this time!"
- >The group cheers, and starts to push you and Lyra towards a group of cushions and a table in the corner of your living room.
- >God damnit you're already tipsy.
- >Oh well, you haven't tried this drinking game before. They call it "easy-breezy" and you, being the 'waterhole', seem to play a central part.
- >You smile to yourself as you sit down on the floor in front of the table.
- >Yeaah you seriously doubt any of these adorable pastel wussies can outdrink you.
- >Clinking noises are heard behind you.
- >You turn your head, seeing Pinkie looking right at you, saddle bags filled to the brim with liquid courage.
- >"We'll play it a bit harder this time, Nonny~! Seeing as you're a human and all!"
- >Her sing-song voice does nothing to calm the unease you're feeling.
- >"This is five gallons of Rainbow-vodka. It's time to get you loosy like a doozy!"
- >Welp.
- >
- >
- >You struggle to return to the land of the conscious.
- >Ever so slowly you start to acknowledge that the universe exists, and that you're a human.
- >Groaning, you try wriggling around, finding you're lying on something soft.
- >Rubbing your fingers against it, you recognize the feel of your bed sheet.
- >..but your pillow seems different.
- >You rub your cheek against it.
- >Huh
- >feels kind of fuzzy. and warm.
- >A few groans escape your throat as you wriggle around onto your side, trying to prop yourself up with your elbow.
- >You squint your eyes open, looking out at your dark, unlit bedroom.
- >Vaguely, you can hear a multitude of soft breathing sounds and snores, as well as make out some vague shapes..
- >on your bed with you,
- >in your chair,
- >atop your bookshelf, and not to mention on various pillows and blankets on the floor.
- >You look back to your pillow, seeing the green shape of Lyra Heartstrings lying on her back.
- >Oh. So you were using her belly as a pillow, then.
- >Yep.
- >You shake your head, trying to make sense of what happened, when you suddenly notice her golden eyes are open.
- >She's looking into yours.
- >"You can go back to sleep, Anon. I don't mind."
- >You blink your eyes, still kind of woozy.
- >It's damn hard to form a serious, coherent thought.
- >You promptly bury your face in the soft fur on her belly, your arms moving to somewhat awkwardly embrace her.
- "Mmmrh..uhm. ..So soft."
- >Lyra's breath catches, and she puts her forehooves gently atop your head.
- >You feel your right hand sliding into her mane under her neck, and the other tangling into what you guess is her tail.
- >You hear her sigh in content as you lightly pet with both hands.
- >You try to relax, but your mind feels like fuck, and the room starts to spin the moment you close your eyes.
- >You settle for just resting, trying to collect your thoughts as you pet the green mare.
- >Her breaths start getting deeper.. more ragged.
- >Wat.
- >Oh, oh snap.
- >Your hand in her tail seems to have started running its fingers up her rump and hindleg.
- >She squirms ever so slightly as you lift your head again.
- >You glance over at her head as you tentatively drag your fingertips against the fur on her flanks, avoiding her nethers.
- >You hear her moan softly as she lays her head back down onto the bed, her eyes fluttering.
- >Oy vey.
- >Damnit Anon. You haven't done something like this with a p0ne yet.
- >Oh well, might as well see where this goes.
- >It's not as if you're in any state to think about consequences anyway.
- >You continue your stroking, moving the hand under her neck up to her cheek.
- >She seems to be trying to calm herself, yet as you pet her cheek she turns her head into your hand, breathing against your fingers.
- >You slide your other hand over her thigh, parting her soft green fur as you go.
- >You prop yourself up haphazardly, sitting on your knees over Lyra's slender body.
- >She's fairly slim, yet still normal sized, reaching up to your bellybutton when standing.
- >Damn, is this ok?
- >You withdraw both your hands, letting them rest gently on her belly and chest.
- >You can feel her hurried heartbeat accompanying her rapid breathing.
- >She opens her eyes and looks at you, her golden eyes almost shining in the gloom.
- "Uhm..."
- >You strive to pronounce things correctly.
- "Llist'n.. I should probwbl stahp-"
- >"No!"
- >You blink, looking dumbfounded at her for a moment.
- >"I-..I really, really want this.. Please."
- >You nod, and move your face back down to kiss her belly.
- >Your left hand goes under her tail again, fingering the silky hairs closer and closer to her butt.
- >You inhale deeply the scent of her fur, smelling faint shampoo and-.. Lyra.
- >Can't really explain it any other way than that. It just smells warm and safe.. sweet and dusty somehow, with a hint of soap.
- >You drag your fingertips through the fur on her chest, feeling her sternum and ribs, before feeling up her throat and neck.
- >She arches her neck back, exposing her throat to your wandering fingers.
- >Dayum son, she must be pent up.
- >Dragging your right hand back down, you stroke along her foreleg, her relaxed state making every joint move at your whims.
- >You wriggle the most distal joint of her foreleg around a bit, before letting your hand rest on her chest.
- >Her leg falls to the side again.
- >neat
- >You move your head and face down her belly, stroking her buttock with your other hand.
- >Her scent is stronger this near her thighs. More.. bodily.
- >Bumping into something with your nose, you realize you've found her nipples.
- >Courageous and inebriated, you give one of her nipples a warm, slurpy kiss.
- >Lyra's reaction is immediate. She gasps out, jerking her hindlegs slightly and tensing up.
- >Now this is fun.
- >You wrap your lips around the other tiny nipple and suckle.
- >"Oh!..Oooohh, that-.. feels.."
- >Her breathy voice quiets as you part her hindlegs with your head, your left hand pulling ever so gently on her tail..
- >She definitely smells more interesting here, her otherwise soapy perfume giving way to her true scent.
- >Looking down at her nethers, you notice the moonlight reflected in glistening wetness, all over her black folds and your left hand.
- >Wriggling your fingers around her tail, you immediately notice they're wet and sticky with body-temperature viscous fluids.
- >You also realize this expands the dong.
- >You start teasing her nipples using your right hand, left one tangled in her now slightly moist tail.
- >If Lyra's embarrassed at displaying herself to you like this, it's seemingly lost in her arousal.
- >Her hindlegs part even more, and you see her glistening black nethers winking occasionally.
- >Using your hand around her tailbase, you extend a few fingers to lightly feel around her glistening black ponut.
- >"Aaahh!"
- >Dayum son.
- >You feel her body tensing, yet you continue your assault, gliding a slippery fingertip gently all around her onyx ring.
- >Moving your finger upwards, you lightly stroke along the lips of her marehood.
- >A few winks, along with hushed moans, shows Lyra's approval of what you're doing.
- >Leaning down, you bring your own lips to her marehood, planting a sloppy, sturdy kiss on her privates.
- >Lyra bites down on her hoof, stifling a squeal as her whole body jerks.
- >She tastes slightly minty and metallic. You decide you like it.
- >You lick ever so gently over her twitching maregina.
- >Lyra's body twitches everytime you touch her, but settles after a while, though she still breathes heavily.
- >Choosing an opportune moment, you close your lips around her exposed clitoris.
- >As you suck and lick at it as if it were a piece of candy, her body goes rigid and her breathing catches with a short gasp.
- >Huh. You contemplate stopping, but after a second she spasms powerfully, and announces her orgasm to the world.
- >"Ooh! C-CELESTIA!!"
- >...
- >You freeze.
- >..and as quick as you can discreetly place your head back on her chest.
- >You hurriedly fold your arms in front of you and pretend to be sleeping.
- >"Lyra? Lyra, is everything alright?"
- >Scuffling sounds are heard all around the room, and other voices join the first one.
- >"What's going on?"
- >"Whuh-? What happened?"
- >Lyra wriggles around onto her belly causing you to awkwardly lay resting your head against her side.
- >The voice of Time Turner gently asks again.
- >"Lyra? Are you ok?"
- >Lyras voice, still breathing somewhat heavily, replies nearly without missing a beat
- >"Yeah.. Yeah I'm fine.. Just had a nightmare, that's all."
- >The ponies around the room calms down, and it seems several of them are sleeping again already.
- >You pointedly yawn yourself as you pretend to wake.
- "Oh hey.. Uh.. Yeah nightmares aren't cool, you know? Why don't you come here, I'll hold you. It uh.. always helps me with bad dreams. Being held. Yep."
- >You can barely make out Time Turner looking at the both of you worriedly.
- >"You scared the glue out of me.. Oh well, sweet dreams."
- >He trots back to wherever he was sleeping, yawning loudly.
- >... Whew.
- >Lyra slowly gets up, noses her way under the bed sheets, and looks at you expectantly.
- >You notice her breathing is still a bit ragged.
- >"W-well? I uh..I think I might take you up on that offer, Anon."
- >Scooting under the sheets, you wrap her up in your arms.
- >The content sigh she makes is all the reward in the world.
- >After a few moments she turns around, squeezing you tight with her forelegs.
- >You feel her velvet lips touch yours ever so briefly as she kisses you.
- >"Sweet dreams, Anon."
- >..
- >...Wow.
- >Pinkie mentioned planning a party next weekend as well.
- >Heh.
- >--End
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