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Bathroom: Monday 11:32pm
You could feel the beating of your heart in the center of your chest. It was slowly increasing as you saw the mint green mare in front of you. The nerves in your lower back started to tingle. You could feel that warm jolt spreading through your body.
Truth be told, you felt like a mouse caught in a trap.
The room almost was completely dark. The lights above were dimmed so completely that only the outlining silhouette of the room was visible. The only other source of light was Lyra’s horn, which was emitting an off-white incandescence.
The lusting unicorn, Lyra, took in another breath, and her golden eyes opened as she turned to look at the object that had approached her. “Now that we’re all alone,” she whispered.
Amidst the dim lighting, the unicorn sat with her head bent down slightly, her eyes glazed over in wonderment. She sat down on the cold tile, her reflection dancing in the mirror. The unicorn’s hot breath left in small, short audible bursts.
In all, it was a scene of tranquility, and it was just what the unicorn needed to prepare for the task of the evening.
“Yes… yes indeed we are.” You stated. The blood in your body was now starting to redirect itself to its proper state of rest.
The pony gave a nod, before taking letting her eyes drift over your body, like a mare in heat. Her magic flowed freely, and she used the mystic energy to rip open your white t-shirt.
“Good muscle tone, I hope you don’t mind, but you won’t be needing that shirt.” Lyra spoke the words slowly, with a voice that carried the tone of a pony who knew precisely what she wanted.
That was your favorite white t-shirt, too.
“I can’t tell you how long I have wanted this,” Lyra spoke as she drew closer to you, “every time you caress the coat of anypony with those hands of yours, I get so jealous.”
The fire inside the pit of your groin shot up your spine and start to heat up your cheeks and ears. You were actually blushing.
“I didn’t know that you were so interested in my hands,” you stated
“I must admit,” the mint mare replied, “my interest in them has grown to an unhealthy extent. During my most desperate moments I was tempted to steal your fingernail clippings.”
You had no comment for that.
“That, however is behind me- no- behind us now. Tonight, you're all mine, no Bonbon to judge me, no mares that pine for your attention.”
There was a lingering chill in the air that you were now picking up on, the tiny hairs on your arm were now starting to stand on end.
“You sound like you’ve been planning this night for a while.”
The unicorn had sat in utter silence for a long while, just looking at your body. The bare, furless skin excited her. Every miniscule crack in your skin, and the wrinkles on the skin of your knuckles.
“Planned wouldn’t be the right word. Just the right events happening in the right order that lead to us here.” She turned to face you. “I want to make you a deal.”
You felt a rush stir from the back of your mind travel to your hands, causing them to twitch in anticipation.
“I know you,” she whispered, “I’ve know what you like and you want to know what? I like anal too.”
Well there is a shocker. The whole anal fisting thing didn’t give that away at all.
“So… since we only have this one time, I want you to destroy me.”
“What?” you said, eyes bugging out. You had a good idea what she meant, but you wanted to make sure.
“Bonbon, doesn’t like giving me anal. She hates it in fact. You and I are kindred spirits of sorts.”
“What?” you incredulously state again.
Lyra sighed. “Let me be blunt. Tonight I want you to completely and utterly destroy my tight little asshole. I don’t want to be able to sit for months to come. Years if you’re able. I want you to tear my tight little rose bud asunder and make me bleed. I want those wonderous hands to destroy my insides. So that whenever I move, I am reminded of our one night together.
Oh, so she wanted anal destruction? The ass was your playground. No one knew it better than you. Completely destroying one was a final act, It could take months, or even years to recover from. In some cases, the damage could be irreversible.
God, that turned you right on.
“That is what I want.” Lyra took the initiative and licked the bulge in your shorts. “In return I’ll let you do anything you want to me. I mean anything, whatever you want; nothing we do here leaves the room. Any fantasy, any kink, I will do absolutely anything you want. Tonight is a no holds barred evening of pure sexual delight.”
You only had one question.
“So, you first, or me?”
Lyra smirked, “You’re a gentleman, so ladies first.”
Sometimes being a gentleman just doesn’t pay off. You didn’t care though, you could handle it for free rein, for unrestricted fucking. Not to mention you get to make permanent marks, something you always had to avoid when dealing with anal. Now there it was before you, a pony who wanted it.
This may just turn out well after all.
“Let’s not waste any more time,” You raise your hand and crack every individual knuckle inches in front of Lyra’s face. You could see her coat shudder at every sound that left your hands.
Lyra waggles herself at you as she turn away, swaying her hips back and forth and shaking her squishy behind in your face. You stand over her awkwardly with your erection still swaying in front of you.
Soon, very soon.
You raise your arm, examining it for the task you are about to do. You had to put yourself into the right mindset. Being nice was ingrained into you system. You couldn’t be nice if you were going do what you were about to do. You didn’t imagine it as your hand; it was that of a beast with claws. Claws that were going to carve her walls and scar them, all at her request.
You move to dip your whole arm into the vat of jelly. This was going to be a valuable tool indeed now. You were going to completely ream the shit of Lyra.
“Wait,” Lyra called out as you was just moments away from dipping your hand into the brew. “I do have one more request…”
For anything you wanted and completely dominating her tight little ass.
“Anything,” you said with a voice that spoke of angels descending from the heavens.
“I always wanted a rim job…”
[…]
RUH ROH.
… Fuck it.
“You clean?”
She nodded.
“Trust me, it’s so clean you could eat off it.”
You hoped so, since that was what she was asking you to do.
Why the hell not? Being able to do anything you wanted was well worth the price of a rim job. Besides, you had done it to Pinkie before.
Your hands firmly grasped her round, fuzzy buttocks and held on tight. You could hear Lyra groaning softly and continued to squeeze her plump rump.
You took a long while massaging her butt cheeks, making sure you etched every detail of her rose bud into your mind. You could see her tight hole start to throb, it knew what was coming. Lyra's soft grunts were heard as you grasped her thighs and began pulling her forward towards your face. Then she groaned from the firm spreading of her mint colored cheeks.
You inhaled the scent of her moist crotch and cleansed-out butthole through your nose as you pecked little kisses up and down between her anus and genitalia. You added a couple more kisses against the surface of her anus and heard the moans and giggles emanating from Lyra's mouth. Then you softly started stroking your tongue between her buttocks.
The tip of your tongue tickled the rim of Lyra's widely spread anal hole, causing the sexy pony to groan erotically, with her gorgeous golden eyes closed. She wiggled her rear end playfully and muttered soft giggles from the tingly feel of warm saliva against her slowly untightening butthole. Her muscles relaxed and her mind was clear of all except for the warm feeling of anilingus being experimented on her.
The sexual stimulation of warm human tongue against hot pony ass continued to intoxicate you both as Lyra’s tail thumped softly and repeatedly against your cheek. Her anus had finally loosened up completely and your tongue started to tenderly push forward into her ass.
"Mmm..." Lyra groaned at your tongue willingly going further into her anus. She felt your breath blowing against her butt and wet saliva bathing her anal walls as she swished her tail against your face. You closed your mind as the taste washed over your tongue, every bud danced away as the flavor of spearmint invaded your senses.
You were getting way too into this.
She laid her ears flat against her head and continued to as while warm cum dribbled from her warm crevasse and down her leg. Soon realizing what had happened, Lyra giggled and said, "Heh-heh... Sorry 'bout that. You just made me so hot. I always wanted to try that but Bonbon never wanted to.”
“Glad you liked it,” You said as you focused your mind on the main prize. Now it was time to completely annihilate her.
Quickly you get up off your knees and make you way to the vat of jelly. It was almost laughable how this amount was even gathered. Now though was not the time to care. Then a delightfully twisted idea wormed its way into the back of your mind.
You dipped both of your arms into the giant vat of lubricant. It felt like you were wearing a second skin. The cool gel was up to both of your biceps.
“Oh, come here. I want your hands inside me!” Lyra shouted.
Well, since she asked so nicely.
You wanted her to feel it. Quickly, your mind worked away like a master tactician going into battle. Before you gave her what she so desperately wanted, you were going to tease her until she begged.
You kneel back down and trace the ridge of her hole. Lyra cooed at the touch. It was all it took for a steady stream of precum to start dripping down her inner thigh. You work your whole pointer figure into the wanting hole.
It was just a small precursor to what was to come.
“Y-yes!” Lyra bellowed. “Finger my tight ass!”
Next was you middle finger, the two longest digits worked together, spreading her tight little ring. Every time you stretched out her tiny hole, she yelled for more. You couldn’t help but want to give her everything. Not just yet though, there was still three more fingers to give her before you put your whole fist in.
The third finger glided in easily enough, you couldn’t tell what her inner walls felt like, the gel prevented you from feeling feeling her insides. You didn’t mind it though, tears of pure bliss and ecstasy rolled down Lyra’s cheeks.
“Oh Celestia, fuck me harder!” the minty mare exclaimed.
You gave you what she wanted. You twisted and contorted your hand in a clockwise motion, slowly drilling your fingers deeper into her. You could see that her ring could still take a lot more abuse. You were nowhere near her limit.
So you jammed your whole fist in.
Lyra’s eyes shot wide open as all five fingers were now snugly planted inside her tight canal.
She came right on the spot. Number two was now joining the liquid pool of her essence on the floor. Her tail batted against your arm as Lyra’s front hooves crumpled. She was getting ready for precisely what she wanted.
“Fuck me! Scar me! Let me know that your hands were inside me!”
You start to pump your arm into that tight ass. Her ring wasn’t even changing color, which was a tell tail sign of stretching. Faster and faster you worked your arm into her tight ass.
You find a medium pace, slamming yourself inside her every few seconds and reveling in the delicate constrictions of her butt, when she pipes up again.
“Scratch your name in me!”
Even you had to stop for a moment at the comment.
It was such a… GREAT IDEA!
Why didn’t you think of it?
You closed your eyes and imagined her inner walls. You couldn’t fit your full name with the space you had but you sure had enough room for your little nickname, Frost. Using your index finger as a utensil, you start to scratch the letters into her flesh. Each letter carved into her pushed her over again and again across the threshold into nirvana.
Your knees were starting to get wet from the steady stream of fluids flushing from her wet pussy. Once you had finished with her request, you figured one hundred and twenty traces of each letter would be enough to scar the tissue. You went back to drilling deeper and deeper into her ass.
“I can feel you in my stomach!” She said as you slam yourself home once more, extra hard this time. Her cheeks are extra rosy when she finally opens her eyes. You could see the outline of your fist inside her gut. From the angle you were drilling at your were pressing against her bladder.
Now you were starting to grow impatient, that ass needed a hard cock not just your fist. You needed to do a lot of damage, and fast. You pull out your entire arm. Lyra looked back at you the moment those warm, tantalizing fingers left her system. She had tears streaming down her face, but a mile wide smile.
“Don’t stop, please I was so close to a big one.”
You loved how honest she was, it was kind of nice know that this was just sex, and nothing more. Lyra’s eyes widened in wonderment as you put both of your forearms together and laced your fingers into a large fist.
“Brace yourself,” you growled, your eyes narrowed.
Lyra smiled as she put her chest flat against the floor and extended her front hooves against the door frame.
“Do it!”
You line yourself up perfectly with her asshole. With one long solid thrust you push past the tiny rosebud—tearing it completely – as you start to jackhammer her insides to paste.
Metaphorically.
Lyra’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, this was far better than she had ever imagined. Her ass hurt, but oh god it hurt so good. Every fiber of her being wanted you to dig even deeper. She wanted to be one with your hands. Those ten lovely digits were inside her, it was a fantasy well worth the wait.
Right now, she was about to ride out the single greatest orgasm of her entire life.
Then she released.
You could feel the warm stream wash against your leg. It was flowing far too fast to be cum. You turned your head to the side and confirmed your fears. Lyra was peeing on your crotch.
You immediately pull your arms out so you could back away from her.
It felt like one of those slow motions films. Lyra’s asshole was wide, and now (at the moment) was stretched out around six inches wide. You could see it coming.
Now you felt like you were on the wrong side of one of Pinkie Pie’s party cannons.
“Oh. Shit.”