Background Bareback - 4: Fingering A Lyre AKAME 12TH, 2013


                                            >A new day has begun, and with it, new appointments.

                                            >You get out of bed very early and perform your morning routine.

                                            >The sun is still down when you exit your glorious morning shower.

                                            >Sitting down for breakfast, you our yourself a bowl of the generic brand cereal, Bleerilee-O's.

                                            >Hey, it was cheaper than the big name stuff.

                                            >Before you put away your dishes, you open the fridge and remove one of the pink bottles of potion you made with Zecora yesterday.

                                            >You pop off the top, allowing a heart shaped puff of smoke to materialize.

                                            >Shrugging, you take a sip of the mixture.

                                            >Smells and tastes like Zecora.

                                            >Not bad.

                                            >The effects are immediate, causing your blood to pump more efficiently through your body.

                                            >Today was going to be a good day.

                                            >Having completed the morning grind, you get dressed and head out for your first rendezvous of the day.

                                            >By the time you reach Lyra and Bon Bon's house, the sun has started to peek over the horizon, bathing the word in a beautiful shade of orange.

                                            >Reminds you of your next appointment…

                                            >Focusing at the task at hand, you follow the routine Lyra had described for you.

                                            >The front door would be locked, so you head to a window located on the side of the house.

                                            >It opens without a problem and you hop through.

                                            >Inside is reminiscent of a stereotypical couple's home.

                                            >Pictures of Lyra and Bon Bon together adorn the walls and tables.

                                            >Normally, this sort of thing is cringeworthy, but they manage to pull it off nicely.

                                            >You sneak through the living room and quietly head upstairs.

                                            *Creak*

                                            >You freeze in place.

                                            >Damn rickety wooden staircase.

                                            >You hold your breath, listening for movement.

                                            "Whew…"

                                            >Nothing happened, so you you resume the ascent.

                                            >At the top of the stairs, you see a large door.

                                            >Delicately, you open the door, making sure not to cause a sound.

                                            >Lyra and Bon Bon are sound asleep in a large bed, shielded from the world by their heavy comforter.

                                            >Solid Snake would weep tears of joy if he saw you in action as you make your way to Lyra's side of the bed.

                                            >She's facing her bedmate and letting loose short, soft breaths.

                                            >Time to begin.

                                            >You carefully ease your way into the bed behind Lyra, slowly sliding under the covers to lie on your right side.

                                            >She starts to stir when you spoon with her.

                                            >In a single motion, you cover her mouth with one hand and pull her close with the other.

                                            >Her amber eyes snap open in fear.

                                            "It's me."

                                            >You whisper into her ear, trying not to wake the beige earthp0ny beside you.

                                            >She nods and you remove your hand from her mouth.

                                            >"Thank's for doing this, Anon."

                                            "It's what I'm here for."

                                            >Lyra and Bon Bon had problems.

                                            >Not typical couple problems like, say, not being in love anymore or something.

                                            >Quite the opposite.

                                            >They almost love each other too much.

                                            >They love each other, but can't think of a way to express it properly.

                                            >And that's why hay have you do stuff like sneak into a house at six AM.

                                            >Lyra relaxes as you place your hand on her chest.

                                            >"I just love her so much, Anon."

                                            >You feel the air fill her lungs as you tenderly rub down her front.

                                            >Her stomach twitches as you cross it, causing Lyra to stifle a giggle.

                                            >"She's so kind…"

                                            >You can feel Lyra's pulse as you reach her lower abdomen.

                                            >"So caring…"

                                            >Since there is no rush, you begin to play with Lyra's crotch tits.

                                            >They're not a bad size for a p0ny, bigger than Fluttershy's at least.

                                            >The fact that you can make that comparison is disgusting to you.

                                            >"Oh~ I just don't know…"

                                            >You lightly pinch one of her nipples between your thumb and index finger.

                                            >"Ah~ How I got to be with her. Mmm."

                                            >Lyra cuts your fun time short and places a hoof on the hand massaging her.

                                            >She pushes it down to her plump, wet lips.

                                            >You tease her, tracing the edges of her vulva, only stopping occasionally to near, but not actually touch, her clit.

                                            >Her heavy breaths move Bon Bon's bangs slightly.

                                            >"I- I-"

                                            >Her clit winks out at you.

                                            >You take this opportunity to place your free hand over her mouth and proceed to play with her clit.

                                            >"Mmm-"

                                            >Lyra tries so hard to suppress her moans, but if you hadn't covered her mouth, she likely would have woken the whole town.

                                            >Her flank grinds into your crotch through your pants.

                                            >She lets out a small groan of pleasure when she feels your hardening length on her back and presses against you more forcefully.

                                            >You gently tickle her bundle of nerves as she laps at your hand.

                                            >Spreading your fingers, her tongue slurps between your digits, the salty flavor increasing her pleasure.

                                            >You soon finish teasing Lyra and slide a finger up her slit to get it lubricated.

                                            >Placing it at her tight entrance, you give a small push.

                                            >Her wetness makes it easy for to you slip inside her.

                                            >Her fluids gush onto your hand as her walls cling to your digit.

                                            >But one is never enough.

                                            >You pull your finger out, eliciting a whimper from the minty unicorn.

                                            >Her whimper turns to a moan as you re-enter with two fingers.

                                            >You curl them as you get knuckle deep and she lets out a small yelp.

                                            >Bon Bon shifts on her side of the bed, causing Lyra to freeze.

                                            >You can tell she likes the possibility of getting caught, her sex tries desperately to suck you in deeper.

                                            >You give her what she wants and slide a third finger in.

                                            >Her pussy radiates heat and saturates the air under the covers with her musk.

                                            >You curl two fingers into her mouth and she begins to suck on them.

                                            >Both of her lips form airtight seals on your fingers.

                                            >As you pump into her holes you start to hump her backside.

                                            >She shows surprise, but lets you continue.

                                            >A fourth finger is added to Lyra's collection.

                                            >You're reaching places that are literally impossible for her to reach herself, and it shows.

                                            >You have to cover her mouth again, lest you risk awakening Bon Bon.

                                            >Her muscles squelch inside her, the feeling of being pressed on an alien, but pleasant sensation.

                                            >Lyra stares at Bon Bon as you get more aggressive.

                                            >"I love you…"

                                            >You follow Lyra's gaze and look at the sleeping mare.

                                            >The unicorn's walls start to contract around you.

                                            >"I love you so- ah- much…"

                                            >Her breathing has been reduced to short, rapid breaths as she resists release.

                                            >"I love you!"

                                            >Your thumb presses down on Lyra's clit as you hold her against you, sending her over the edge.

                                            >She throws her head back and moans, a small light building on her horn.

                                            >…

                                            >Shit the horn!

                                            >You wrap your mouth around Lyra's horn as she comes.

                                            >A torrent of magic is released into your oral cavity.

                                            >Oddly enough, it tastes like mint.

                                            >Slowly, Lyra's spasming body calms down and you release her horn from your mouth.

                                            >Your hand slides out of her with a soft *shlick*, prompting a small twitch from the unicorn.

                                            >She pants next to you and continues to stare at her sleeping partner's face.

                                            >Leaning over, Lyra plants a soft kiss on Bon Bon's lips.

                                            >The curly maned pony stretches and kisses Lyra back, without opening her eyes.

                                            >"Morning Lyra."

                                            >This… is NOT good.

                                            >You stealthily roll out of the bed and catch yourself of the floor with a soft *thud*

                                            >"What was that?"

                                            >You hear Bon Bon sit up on the bed.

                                            >You clasp your hand to your mouth and pray to Gaben that Lyra can come up with some explanation.

                                            >"I'm sure it was nothing. What do you feel like for breakfast?"

                                            >You can smell Lyra on your hand.

                                            >Bon Bon climbs out of bed, her hooves visible to you on the other side of the bed.

                                            >It smells pretty good…

                                            >She stretches before replying.

                                            >"Not sure, how about I cook us up something?"

                                            >You lick the newly placed mare fluid on your hand, giving new meaning to the term "minty fresh".

                                            >Lyra gets out of bed, being careful to avoid you and trots up to Bon Bon.

                                            >From her hoof placement and the accompanying sounds, you can tell that the couple is getting some early morning romance done.

                                            >*Mwa*

                                            >"Sounds good to me!"

                                            >Bon Bon's awkward silence is painful.

                                            >"Y-yeah."

                                            >The two leave you alone in the room and head downstairs.

                                            >Once they are gone, you tiptoe over to the window and open it.

                                            >It's not a terrible length to the ground, but it could hurt if you land wrong.

                                            >You back up and prepare to perform your best Leon S. Kennedy impression.

                                            >A short running start later, you stop and slowly lower yourself out the window like a flailing idiot.

                                            >Tried for Leon, got Chris…

                                            >You make a mental note to check back with Lyra later in the week as you begin the trek home.

                                            >Zecora's potion was really potent, you are still rock solid.

                                            >Hopefully Carrot Top will let you till the field today.

                                            >Watering the plants is important, but tending to the soil is the best part.

                                            >As you approach your house, you see a pink maned pegasus, dressed in formal work attire, knocking on your door.

                                            >Guess it's already eight.

                                            "Fluttershy, I don't have time for this, I've very busy today."

                                            >"Eep!"

                                            >Fluttershy rockets into the air, surprised to see you behind her.

                                            >You open your door and head inside.

                                            >"Wait- wait, Anon!"

                                            >You turn and look at the yellow menace.

                                            >She takes out a notepad and glasses.

                                            >"I've reviewed your complaints about the company, and I'm afraid e have to let you go. You must leave all company assets, which includes one: 'Hot Monkey Dick'."

                                            >She smiles and hold out a hoof expectantly.

                                            >…

                                            "This is what I'm talking about. Why do you do this? You will never get anything from me if you continue to do this Fluttershy!"

                                            >She tries to hide behind her mane, but it is tied in a bun, preventing her from doing so.

                                            >"B-but, it looks like I got something!"

                                            >She points to the bulge in your pants.

                                            "No, that's… that's from something else. Just… Go away."

                                            >You slam the door in Fluttershy's face.

                                            *Sigh*

                                            >You wash your hands and clean off any smell of Lyra.

                                            >Fluttershy has left by the time you exit the house.

                                            >…

                                            >Ah well, time to meet with Carrot Top.

                                            >You head off into town, humming a small tune.

                                            >The morning has officially begun, and the newly risen sun will help you always look on the bright side of life.