Bonbon/Lyra WAM (NSFW)


                                            >Heading into Ponyville, you pocket jingles with bits

                                            >An impulsive need for sugar steers you towards Bonbon's shop

                                            >A little Bell rings overhead as you enter, but nopony is around >Waiting impatiently, you hear muffled sounds from the back

                                            >Using your superior human height, you lean over the counter and peer into the back room

                                            >Lyra has Bonbon tied to a table >Several bowls sit on a nearby counter, and Lyra is wielding a spatula like a paddle

                                            >Watching wide-eyed, each blow of the spatula sends ripples across Bonbon's ample flanks

                                            >Lost in the scene before you, you lose balance and fall into the doorway

                                            >Bonbon's struggles to turn to see who it is, and Lyra looks at you, stunned

                                            >Slowly a smile creeps across her face as she walks over to you

                                            >"Why just watch, Anon?" She coos. "Ever made candy before?"

                                            >Getting to your feet, Lyra takes your hand with her magic and pulls you into the room

                                            >"Lyra! What are you doing!?"

                                            >"Speeding things up." She chirps.

                                            >Moving in front of Bonbon, Lyra flips her tail over her back and looks back across Bonbon's, locking eyes with you

                                            >Bonbon let's out a muffled tell as Lyra lands her labia on Bonbon's face

                                            >"Bonnie's going to be a little preoccupied up here, but if you want a taste, I'm sure she won't mind"

                                            >Bonnie whines from between Lyra's legs

                                            >"That's right Bonbon's, Anon should use those bowls on the counter."

                                            >Not entirely sure what is happening anymore, you look at the bowls available

                                            >Using the highly scientific method of tasting the mystery substances, you discover that you have bowls of whipped cream, caramel, chocolate and peanut butter

                                            >You look to Lyra for guidance, but find her too focused on grinding against her marefriend's muzzle to notice you

                                            >Taking the first two bowls, you set them next to the restrained Bonbon's and flip her tail over her back

                                            >The mare is shaking, but her arousal is already apparent

                                            >Before you even bother applying your toppings, you opt to explore this Sundae.

                                            >Running your hand over her flanks, you give each one a firm slap.

                                            >They jiggle just right, not bony at all, but not fat either.

                                            >Soft, firm...plush

                                            >You run a finger around the dark ring of her backdoor then drag it down along her her damp slit.

                                            >She tries to say something, but it turns into a throaty moan when you push a finger into her

                                            >You slowly explore her velvety pussy for a moment, before withdrawing your finger

                                            >A thin strand of marecum hangs from your finger, and you move it to your mouth

                                            >Sticky and generically sweet

                                            >You find that Bonnie isn't unpleasant

                                            >But she could use some... Additions

                                            >Taking a spoon off the nearby counter, you ladle a generous helping of warm caramel across the confectioner's exposed marehood

                                            >For a moment you simply watch it slowly run down her folds, and just as it starts to form a drip, you dive in >Catching the drip before it falls, you run your tongue upwards in long strokes

                                            >The thick caramel thins as rivulets of Bonbon's juices intermingle with the sweet syrup

                                            >Bonbon's squirms and moans, forcing Lyra to push her flanks hard against Bonnie's face just to stay on

                                            >"Oooh, you like the Bonnie? You're getting real worked up, he must be good."

                                            >Lyra looks back at you and winks

                                            >Bonbon's does to, drawing your attention southward

                                            >Taking the spoon again, you land a dollop of whipped cream right where you saw her clit appear a moment ago

                                            >Sliding a finger into Bonbon's once more, you position your face just so

                                            >When she winks again, you catch the whipped cream covered button in your lips, sucking hard and eliciting a shriek from Bonbon's

                                            >A small flood runs down your chin as the mare flails against her bindings

                                            >You eventually release the sensitive flesh, and allow her to catch her breath

                                            >Just in time for more caramel

                                            >You repeat this process, working the poor mare up with caramel coated cunnilingus and whipped cream clit shots.

                                            >Over and over, until Bonnie is a heaving mess

                                            >Lyra dismounts, allowing Bonbon's to gasp for breath as she comes down off another orgasm.

                                            >"You know Anon, you've got all this chocolate and peanut butter left, and you've only touched half of what Bonnie needs." >"Lyra...please...."

                                            >"Don't worry, love. You're going to love this."

                                            >Taking the two bowls, Lyra uses her magic to pour them evenly across Bonbon's flanks and behind her tail

                                            >"Here Anon, taste this flank, and I'll try this one."

                                            >Without hesitation you run your tongue up the pliant flesh of Bonbon's chocolate covered flank

                                            >Before you swallow, Lyra pulls you in for a kiss.

                                            >Your tongues mingle, just like the chocolate and peanut butter

                                            >The kiss is a delicious as it is passionate, and as you pull away Lyra looks expectantly at you

                                            >Dropping your head down, you go back for more chocolate and Lyra dives into the other flank

                                            >By the third kiss, Lyra is practically on top of you "Do you think Bonnie has one more left in her?"

                                            >"At least"

                                            "Good"

                                            >"I...I don't think I do..."

                                            >"Only one way to find out"

                                            >You gesture and Lyra nods

                                            >Your lips meet across the ring of Bonbon's candy coated ponut

                                            >Lyra's tongue cleans it expertly, and you use your lips to gently tug at the elastic ring.

                                            >Pulling Lyra's lips back to yours, you share another kiss

                                            >Taking her jaw in your hand, you then guide her into Bonbon's dripping folds, then step back.

                                            >Lyra turns to look, and you slap her flank

                                            "Ah ah ah, you take care of Bonnie and I'll take care of you."

                                            >Dropping your pants and stepping out of your boxers you reach for Lyra's tail

                                            >"Oooh Anon, I'm too sensitive still."

                                            >"I said that..." Bonnie whines

                                            "She has a point. Now don't worry love, you're going to love this."

                                            >Lyra yelps as you push into her, earning a tired chuckle from Bonbon

                                            >Grabbing handfuls of Lyra's tighter flanks, you admire how firm they are.

                                            >You run your hands down her legs and around under her belly as you hilt inside of her

                                            >Slowly pulling back, you begin to find a rhythm

                                            >You also find two pony teats

                                            >Taking a nipple in your fingers, you gently roll it

                                            >Lyra squeaks, but keeps her focus on Bonbon, who is a moaning mess again

                                            >Your other hand cups and gently squeezes the other teat as you release the captive nipple

                                            >Picking up speed, you continue to lightly play with one year, while your other hand makes it's way into Lyra's mane

                                            >When Bonbon comes off a flailing, shaking, begging-to-stop orgasm, you oblige

                                            >Pulling back on Lyra's mane, you pump feverishly into her pussy

                                            >You move your hand out of her mane and onto her throat, turning her head to face you

                                            >The motion is enough to push Lyra over the edge as you lock lips with her once more

                                            >As your tongues dance in a candy coated kiss, Lyra's climax tugs and pulls at you, begging for seed >You can feel your own climax building, and you break the kiss

                                            >Leaving a trail of kisses and little bites, you make your way up to her ear

                                            "I'm going to... Soon."

                                            >"Inside"

                                            >You just reply with a growl and a nip on her ear, before taking her by the mane again.

                                            >With wild abandon you you pound into Lyra as a wave of pleasure washes over you

                                            >You don't stop until you've given Lyra every drop you have to give.


                                            >Sitting on the floor afterwards, you cradle Lyra in your arms.

                                            >As you kiss her again, a voice interrupts you.

                                            >"Anon? Lyra? A little help?"

                                            >A chuckle escapes your lips and Lyra looks up at you.

                                            >"Want to help me take care of a dirty pony?"


                                            FIN