> Adventures of Lyra and Guyra: A Little Me Time
>  by LazyLuna
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

> Borderline Narcissism 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	It was a good day for Lyra. She had just had her breakfast after an invigorating trot around Ponyville. Bon Bon had gone out and now she had all the time she wanted with her new visitor. He had shown up last night all confused and distraught, but now he was more focused. She walked into the guest room where he was staying.
"Hey you," Lyra said cheerfully.
"Hello," Lyra's guest said back with a smile.
"So... I've been thinking," Lyra began, "We can't both go around being called Lyra. That would be too confusing. So, I think I'll call you Guyra."
Guyra, so he was called, started laughing. He was a perfect mirror image of Lyra with the exception that he was a stallion. In the breif exchanges Lyra had with him, she expected he was a lot like her in most ways, which made this exchange all the more exciting. Lyra had so many questions for him. It wasn't everyday she could talk to herself without looking crazy
"What's so funny?"
"Oh nothing, I get it. Guyra, it's real fitting."
With a sly smile Lyra pulled out her lyre.
"So, Guyra, if you are really me you should be able to play just as well as I can."
"You're on," Guyra said.
A brief awkward silence ensued as they both stared at each other with the lyre floating between them. Neither moved.
"I have no idea how to play this stupid thing," Lyra finally cried out.
"Neither do I," Guyra said in a similar tone.
"How do you even play strings with hooves?"
"Who even listen's to lyre music anyway?"
"Both of them cried and hugged each other. After a moment they stopped and started laughing.
"We really are alike."
"Yeah."
"You know," Lyra started, "you're pretty cute."
"Why thanks, you're not too bad looking yourself."
"Is it bad that I'm attracted... to myself?"
"Not from where I'm standing."
They both shared a brief laugh together. It was a brief distraction from a certain tension that was beginning to build.
Lyra smiled and slowly closed the door to the guest room with her magic.
"Hey Guyra, want to see something crazy?"
"I'm sure I would."
Lyra placed a hoof on her counterpart's chest and kissed him. The experience was both odd and exhilarating. They both leaned into the kiss and both started to use tongue at the same time. A funny image of Lyra making out with a mirror popped into her head and she began laughing. They broke away and Guyra gave her a curious look.
"Too much like a mirror," He guessed correctly.
"Yeah," Lyra responded between giggles.
"Heh, that is kinda funny. Maybe this was a bad idea," Guyra said.
"Guess we'll have to do something where we can exploit our differences," Lyra replied in a suggestive voice.
"Ooh, I like the sound of- oof."
Guyra was cut off as Lyra pushed him onto the bed. He lay on his back looking at his female self. She quickly capitalized and climbed on top of him. She went back to kissing him as soon as she was at eye level, and took the opportunity to grind her rump between his legs. Guyra responded with an involuntary gasp. Lyra smiled as she saw how much he was enjoying it. She could also feel him rapidly becoming aroused. She used her soft curvaceous rump to grind against the shaft of his increasingly large stallionhood. This in turn caused Guyra to moan instead of gasp. There was a certain deep satisfaction Lyra was getting just from driving her male counterpart wild.
Guyra suddenly shifted his weight and threw her onto the bottom. Lyra was both surprised and a little turned on by this sudden aggressive action. Guyra didn't take long to find her entrance and push into her. Lyra sharply gasped as she felt his thick member stretch out her inner walls. It was the most hot thing she had ever experienced.
"Oh buck yes, take me now," She demanded. She wanted nothing more than to feel him slide all the way into her. 
Guyra was all too eager to fulfill her wish. He pushed himself as deep as he could go until he had no more to give. Lyra let our a moan between gritted teeth as she felt him fill her. Once he began thrusting, Lyra lost it. She closed her eyes and let out a series of shamelessly loud moans as she submitted to pleasure. She loved the way he felt inside her and she extra loved the way he rocked her body as he thrusted. She continued to moan and paw at his chest as he picked up the pace and began to full on plow her. Lyra could barely hear Guyra's ragged panting over her own moans of delight. She hungrily took everything she could give him. After a minute of this however, it was Guyra's turn to lose it. He let out a very deep, and quite loud moan as his thrusts lost rhythm and he spilled himself into her. Lyra could feel him throbbing inside of her as he released everything he had. Guyra soon lost steam and plopped his full weight down on her.
"You're already done," Lyra gasped in disbelief.
"Yeah, kinda," Guyra responded weakly.
"I can't believe I'm such a lightweight," Lyra said while rolling her eyes. She pushed her male self off of her and his soft member came out with a wet slop. 
"I can't believe I'm so insatiable," Guyra replied.
"That's right I am," Lyra retorted, "So you better get ready for round two, because I am not satisfied just yet."
"You're crazy," Guyra remarked.
"Look who's talking," Lyra shot back with a devious smile.
She got down between Guyra's hind legs so her face was inches from his now soft member. She admired how it was still covered in her juices and gave it one long lick up the shaft. She could hear Guyra groan in response. She liked how sweet she had made Guyra's cock taste, and gave it a few more teasing licks. This, apparently, had an instant effect as Guyra became more aroused. Lyra decided to help it the rest of the way and slowly guided it towards her mouth. She looked up to see Guyra watching her. She smiled and winked as she took him into her mouth. She slowly guided his shaft along her tongue and began to suck. Her male self let out yet another groan and rested his head back on the bed. She guided his shaft with her tongue as her head bobbed up and down. She sucked on him and pleased him as best she could until he was nice and fully erect. As soon as her mission was accomplished she pulled him out with a wet smack and gave his throbbing head a gentle kiss for good measure.
"That's enough for you mister," She said and turned around to show off her flank. "You've got unfinished business."
Guyra got to his feet and walked up behind her. He gave her a quick lick along her slit, which she responded to with an "mmmm". He then mounted her and lined himself up. His weight felt nice on her back and she stooped her front end down a bit so she was nice and exposed. As soon as Guyra found her entrance he wasted no time in getting busy. He thrusted hard into her so that his hips slapped against her flank. Lyra almost lost her balance, but once she found her rhythm, she found no problem supporting her lover.
Guyra took her nice and hard, just the way she liked it. She gritted her teeth and moaned out her pleasure as she listened to Guyra's grunting and the sound of his cock going in and out. Lyra could feel the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm. She let it build up inside her as waves of pleasure continued to tantalize her with each thrust. She was nearly on the verge, her moaning getting progressively louder, when the bedroom door opened. Both of their heads shot up as they stared at the doorway. Bon Bon stood there with an open mouthed look of disgust.
"Uhm, it's not what it looks like?" Lyra tried in vain.
"Just.. eww... guh, you are disgusting you know that? Just... no," was Bon Bon's jumbled reply as she slammed the door shut.
Lyra looked back at Guyra, who was still mounting her.
"Is it bad that I still want to finish?"
"You ARE disgusting," Guyra laughed.
"Just shut up and keep going," Lyra said in a bit of a frustrated tone.
"Yes ma'am," Guyra replied with mock deference.
Lyra was pleased to feel Guyra begin to thrust again. She had lost a bit of that building pleasure, but it was rapidly coming back. Guyra moaned and rutted her as hard as he could. The bed frame creaked and the sheets rustled as they went at it. Lyra pushed back into Guyra's cock as hard as she could in an effort to make this amazing feeling even more intense. He slid in and out rapidly, each slam even more pleasurable than the last. Lyra was soon on the edge.
"Ohhh yes! Yes! Buck me! Ohhh buck yes take me!" She yelled out as a mind numbing orgasm racked her body. She continued to moan and whine as she felt her inner walls squeeze the amazing cock that was pleasing her. All this was apparently too much for Guyra whom quickly followed her to climax. He moaned along with her as he came once again. After what felt like hours, he dismounted and plopped back down on the bed. Lyra laid down next to him and placed a foreleg across his chest.
"Well, that was-"
"Yeah," Guyra finished the incomplete statement. 
Lyra was at a loss for words, or even thoughts for that matter. Her climax had overridden every corner of her brain. Her legs also felt weak and there was a slight stinging in her nether regions.
"We should do this again some time," Lyra said after a brief pause.
"Definitely," was Guyra's only response.
Lyra gave him a kiss on the cheek before resuming the pleasant silence. She was now thinking about how she was going to justify this to Bon Bon. Her roomie did seem a bit upset. Lyra thought about it, and technically she was having relations with herself. That meant she was technically masterbating, right? So it was basically what she normally did, so why should Bon Bon be mad?
Lyra mentally patted herself on the back for coming up with such a flawless argument. She then yawned and snuggled up to her male self. As she looked into his eyes, she noticed another emotion building up inside her. It was a kind of deep attraction that she had only felt once before. It was romantic love. She was in love with... herself.
"Ah buck," she said out loud.
"You feel it too," Guyra asked, reading her mind.
"Yeah," Lyra admitted.
By her own logic that would make her a narcissist. At the very least it explained a lot. Lyra tried not to think about it as she drifted off to sleep. She would take a nap, and then contemplate what all this meant. Right now, she was just glad to have somepony. Even if it was just a little bit weird.