The Memory Of My Siren Could Never Cause Me Pain
Sunset Shimmer ran, but she wasn’t fast enough; by the time she arrived at the bus stop her bus had already departed before she had the chance to board it. She kicked a pile of snow in frustration – it would take at least another twenty minutes before another showed up. Her phone battery was dead because she woke up late that morning and had no time to charge it, so all she could do was sit and wait; a quick glance at the snow-covered bench was all the motivation she needed to not sit there, so she decided to go for a walk around the area to kill some time and maybe warm up a little – there was only so much a jacket could do in below-freezing temperatures.
She spotted a newsstand not far from the bus stop; it had been a while since Sunset last held a magazine or a newspaper in her hands, seeing how she got most of her news and entertainment from her phone, so she decided to check it out purely for nostalgic reasons. The newsstand operator looked up from her comic book to offer her a half-hearted “good evening” before adjusting her glasses and turning her attention back to her reading material.
The Equestrian surveyed the various magazines, from fashion to history, health tips to videogames – despite the decline of the market over the years as the internet grew, magazine publishers were still pumping out content (quality of said content, however, was at an all-time low). She spent most of the time checking out the middle shelves, where the general interest magazines were located – the bottom shelves housed content for children, such as coloring books, while the upper shelves contained items for a more mature clientele.
Sunset Shimmer had no idea what caused her to look up. Was it curiosity? A wandering eye? Neck pain? As a young, healthy and single office worker she couldn’t deny her interest in more risqué content, but browsing adult magazines in a public space was definitely not something she would willingly do – yes, she masturbated from time to time, but was that information really something a bunch of strangers needed to know?
Whatever the motivation that guided her line of sight, it definitely changed her schedule for the rest of the night; the plan was to have dinner followed by a shower, then sit on her couch, pick a random show and marathon it until she passed out – it was Friday after all, no reason for her nightly ritual of drinking a warm glass of milk and stretching for a few minutes to decompress from the long workday before going to bed no later than 11 PM. The moment she looked up, she laid eyes on something unexpected: the most recent issue of an adult magazine that’s been around for decades; there was nothing unusual about the magazine itself, it looked exactly like the other hundreds of issues published before it, what was unusual was the fact that Sunset Shimmer recognized the person posing on the cover. Not from a movie, a TV show or an ad like most of the models featured in that magazine, but someone she personally met.
She graduated from Canterlot High School years prior, and ever since she entered human adulthood she was swarmed by new duties and responsibilities, to the point where her magical adventures were pushed to the back of her mind. But at that moment she vividly recalled one event in particular: the Battle of the Bands. From the moment the musical showcase was hijacked by a trio of newcomers to the point where a giant alicorn made of pure magic parted the clouds and put a stop to the plans of said newcomers, it all came back at once. But one memory in particular stood out:
With her arms crossed and her back pressed against the wall, Sunset Shimmer waited for the Dazzlings to turn the corner so she could confront them. Sure enough, it didn’t take long for them to show up, after all that was the quickest way back to the auditorium. Adagio was the first to spot her, raising her arm to signal her distracted accomplices to stop.
“You’re never gonna get away with this.” Sunset warned them.
“Why? Because you didn’t?” Adagio asked while smirking, causing Sunset to flinch – she had no idea the three of them were aware of her less than admirable past already. “Oh we know all about you, Sunset Shimmer.” Adagio began approaching her while Sonata and Aria stood in place, watching their leader work her silver tongue. “You’ve got quite a reputation at Canterlot High.”
“I’ve changed. I’m in a much better place now!”
“Walking behind those girls, being led to the places they want to go, doing the things they want to do? That doesn’t sound like a ‘friend’, that sounds like a pet. If your friendship is as strong as you make yourself believe it to be, then why aren’t you part of the band?”
“I… They’re…” She tried to answer, but her mind was drawing a blank.
“Maybe because they don’t want to be seen associating with you in public? After all, who would want to watch a band featuring the infamous school bully?” Before words had the opportunity to leave the unicorn’s mouth, Adagio grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the wall, holding her in place.
“Let go of me!” She commanded as she struggled, but Adagio’s grip was strong.
“But you know who wouldn’t mind having you by her side? Me.” The seductress pressed their bodies together so that their breasts would squish each other’s, then slipped her thigh between Sunset Shimmer’s legs – their faces were so close that she could feel the singer’s breath on her lips as she spoke. “Ditch those losers and stand with us instead. Someone with information that could get a lot of people into trouble is always a welcome addition to our little group. Join us, Sunset Shimmer, and I guarantee your reward will be…” The pony girl shivered as she felt Adagio’s tongue slowly caress her neck, moving up to her cheek and stopping less than an inch away from the corner of her mouth. “…extraordinary.”
Sunset Shimmer eventually revealed her bisexuality to her friends, and they were all very accepting, but at the time that event took place her sexuality was a mystery even to herself, so the growing heat she felt in her loins was both arousing and confusing. Her wandering gaze came to a stop on Adagio’s cleavage, where a red gemstone was nestled between her two mounds – for the first time in her life, even if she wasn’t fully aware at the time, she felt jealous of a rock.
“What do you say? Will you join us?”
“Ack!” She jumped as she felt a hand squeeze her shoulder. Quickly turning around, she spotted the young woman who was previously manning the cash register standing behind her.
“It’s closing time.” She said, not bothering to adopt a friendly tone. “If you’re gonna buy, then hurry up.”
Sunset Shimmer blushed; while she thought about the day she became aware of her feelings for people of her own sex she simply stood there, frozen in place, staring at the magazine right in front of someone else. The reason she couldn’t look away from the thing was because the well-endowed woman featured on the cover, lying on a cloud made of her own curly orange hair as if it were a bed, smiling while giving her a lustful glance with those glimmering magenta eyes was none other than Adagio Dazzle herself.
“You buyin’ or not?” The woman asked again, running out of patience.
She slammed her front door closed as soon as she stepped inside her apartment and pressed her back against it, breathing heavily – on any other day of the week she would have been more careful, afraid to wake up her neighbors in the apartment complex, but on that night in particular her thoughts were as far away from them as humanly possible.
Only bothering to take off her shoes, Sunset raced to her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed. With a shaky hand she reached into her bag and retrieved the adult magazine she had just bought, looking over the cover one more time, admiring the smooth, oiled skin of her secret high school crush she didn’t even know she was crushing on until earlier that night, before finally parting the pages. She didn’t even bother to browse the articles, check the ads or read the interviews, she skipped straight to the centerfold and her heart skipped a beat.
As expected, Adagio herself was featured there. She was lying on a bed covered in a purple silk sheet just like in the cover, but the pose was slightly different, her breasts weren’t hidden underneath long locks of orange hair and her snatch wasn’t covered by the name of the magazine. She imagined Adagio’s pubes to be as voluminous and untamed as her mane of ginger hair, but they had been trimmed not long before the photoshoot, leaving only a small orange patch shaped like a diamond.
A moan escaped Sunset Shimmer’s lips; somehow without her knowledge her left hand had moved up her body and began kneading her left breast through her clothing. She could barely feel it for the most part due to her thick leather jacket, but as her nipples began to harden she could feel the movement of her clothing caressing them.
Finally aware of what her body was unconsciously doing, she quickly closed the magazine, tossed it on her nightstand and buried her face in her memory foam pillows. Admiring the body of someone she reluctantly admitted she felt attracted to was one thing, but was she really about to masturbate to images of the Equestrian creature who mind-controlled the entire school, herself almost included, and was probably going to do the same to the rest of the world soon after until the Rainbooms interfered, stripping her and the other sirens of their powers?
Peeking over her pillows, she looked in the general direction of her nightstand; in her rush to deny her feelings she forgot to properly tuck the tri-fold back into the magazine, so the same magenta eyes that were staring at her back at the newsstand were once again locking gaze with Sunset Shimmer. The quality of the picture was so high, the photo was so detailed, and the eyes were so lifelike that it was as if Adagio herself was standing by her bed, inviting her, teasing her.
Yes. Yes, she was going to masturbate to images of that Equestrian creature. A little reluctant at first, she quickly changed her mind as soon as she took off her jacket and began to strip with haste. In a matter of seconds the only garments left were her lacy bra and panties. She rubbed her sweaty palms on the sheets to dry them, afraid to damage the cover, then once again opened the magazine in the tri-fold centerfold.
Kneeling on the bed, she placed the magazine on the mattress and trailed a finger down the pin-up, going from Adagio’s face to between her breasts and down her toned midriff and plump thighs. That same finger found its way up Sunset’s legs until it located the wet spot on the crotch of her panties, making her entire body shiver.
As she leafed through the pages featuring more images of Adagio Dazzle in sexy poses, her imagination began to work – it was a common practice for Sunset to fantasize about herself with other people during her pleasure sessions, be them famous or someone whose name she didn’t even know, men and women alike were in her thoughts during those intimate moments. That night, her imaginary companion was the siren from her past.
Sitting on the bed completely naked and with her back pressed against the headboard, Adagio motioned for the equally nude Sunset to come closer. She obliged, sitting between Adagio’s legs with her back turned to her lover. The siren wrapped one arm around the chest of the pony and the other around her waist. She coaxed a moan out of the blonde-redhead by licking the sweet spot where her neck and shoulder connected while rubbing her thigh and top of her breasts. She whispered some sweet nothings in her ear before licking her earlobe.
The hand caressing her breasts moved down so she could play with Sunset’s nipple, pinching it, pulling it, flicking it – the moans were proof that her technique remained unparalleled. Meanwhile Adagio’s other hand moved closer to the amber-skinned woman’s vulva, stroking her inner thigh with the tips of her purple nails along the way. After toying a little with her crotch covered in red and yellow pubes, her hand moved down.
Sunset Shimmer had to bite her lower lip to silence her moans; she learned a few years back in a very embarrassing way that she was a loud moaner – the morning after that sleepover was particularly awkward, she couldn’t look any of her friends in the eye and she didn’t want a repeat of that experience with the neighbors. She made a point to always mimic in real life what was happening in her fantasies, and at that moment she had just touched her clit with her index finger while parting her labia with her thumb and middle finger, slowly but steadily rubbing it. She moved her right hand away from her breast and slid it down her back until it emerged between her legs.
Adagio’s eyes filled with lust looked over the form of her lover, whose face rested on the mattress while her ass was raised high in the air with her knees apart. After coating her middle and index fingers in saliva, the seductress inserted both of them in Sunset’s pussy; she didn’t bother to be gentle, after all the virginity of her human body had been claimed by a certain blue-haired guitar player years prior – an act of curiosity without any real love involved.
The siren wrapped her lips around the pony girl’s clitoris, gently teasing it with her tongue and her teeth before suckling on it while thrusting her fingers inside her vagina like a piston. The intense pleasure affected some of Sunset’s control over her own body, causing her to go cross-eyed and her tongue to hang out of her mouth as she moaned and panted, creating a growing wet spot of saliva under her face.
Mimicking in real life the pose she imagined herself in the fantasy, Sunset Shimmer was biting down on her discarded t-shirt – despite being blinded by pleasure, she still had enough self-control to realize that if she kept biting her lip, she would eventually draw blood.
With one last thrust, she opened her mouth in an O shape, letting out a silent scream as a powerful orgasm sent waves of pleasure across her body. Her hips shook violently until the pleasure died down and she lay down in bed on her back, covered in sweat and panting heavily.
Looking to the side she once again saw a picture of Adagio, staring at her with that knowing smirk that hadn’t changed a bit since high school and those bright magenta eyes that only increased her desire. Pulling the magazine closer, she stared at it for a moment before planting a kiss on the image of the woman she lusted after.
Sunset wasn’t done; after taking a moment to catch her breath she reached into the lower drawer of her nightstand where she kept her most prized possessions: the Geode of Empathy that no longer worked due to the long distance separating it from its counterparts, the magic journal she used to send and receive messages from the Princess of Friendship, Twilight Sparkle, back in Equestria – although they hadn’t contacted each other in a while – and of course, a bottle of lube and her bigger-than-average-but-not-abnormally-large purple dildo. She paused for a second before chuckling at the coincidence; purple was the favorite color of the woman she was currently pleasuring herself to.
Once again kneeling on the bed, she positioned the phallic sex toy and held it upright with one hand while rubbing a generous amount of lube on it with the other before aiming it so it could properly penetrate her anus.
Adagio was lying in bed, her purple strap-on standing tall and proud behind Sunset’s buttcheeks, who was straddling her lover while they assaulted each other’s mouths with their tongues. After the long and exciting make out session, the ginger woman lowered the hands that were caressing the back of the blonde-redhead down to her waist. Sunset raised her hips, her eyes filled with desire as she looked at her beloved’s gorgeous face while she adjusted the plastic phallus so it was prodding the back door of the beautiful woman on top of her.
She pulled down Sunset’s hip at the same time she thrusted upwards, a loud slap of flesh connecting with flesh echoing across the bedroom. Letting out a grunt of slight discomfort, Sunset Shimmer took a moment to adjust herself to the alien object inside her body – in reality she was no stranger to anal penetration, but it felt right for her to fantasize about Adagio claiming the virginity she lost to one of her toys.
After that moment passed, Sunset herself began to move. Short, gentle thrusts at first, but once she got used to the feeling of a strap-on deep in her bowels she soon picked up the pace and began fiercely moving her hips up and down. Adagio moved hands so that she could play with her little pony’s backside, squeezing her buttcheeks, kneading, spreading, caressing.
Sunset Shimmer pulled Adagio Dazzle into a sitting position and, while still riding the strap-on, wrapped her arms around the siren and thrust her tongue inside the woman’s mouth, continuing from where they stopped before while Adagio’s hands explored the pony girl’s body. Adagio eventually pushed her down onto the bed, taking the reins of their lovemaking session and thrusting the faux penis into her lover’s rectum; Sunset didn’t mind being on top, but she was most comfortable on the bottom where she could be handled, used and thoroughly dominated by Adagio. Although it was what she loved the most, it wasn’t a level of trust she was willing to give to just anybody; control over her body was a privilege given to Adagio and Adagio only.
Sunset had to cover her mouth with one hand to muffle the moans of yet another orgasm. After a few more thrusts as the sensation died down she fell back on her pillow and passed out from the exhaustion; she usually had more stamina than that, but that was a particularly vigorous session paired with a fantasy more vivid and detailed than any other she ever had, plus the fact that she was already tired from a long day at work was too much for her and she fell asleep with her trusty dildo still buried deep in her asshole.
Sunset Shimmer checked her phone while walking back to the bus stop where she always waited for her bus after getting off work, the same bus stop next to the newsstand where she had the fateful encounter with the adult magazine. It’d been a couple of weeks since that day, and she’d been obsessed with Adagio ever since – who was going by a different name, Sundaze Blaze. She didn’t know if it was her artist name or if she changed her identity completely, but every mention she could find of Adagio online referred to her as Sundaze Blaze.
Her phone was overflowing with photos of her secret crush she found scattered across the internet, and she would often pull out her phone and scroll through them when she was alone. Even without her siren powers, Adagio still had found a way to get Sunset under her spell.
Because she wasn’t paying attention on where she was going, she collided with another person walking in the other direction who was equally distracted by something. They both fell to the snow-covered ground and her phone slipped out of Sunset’s hand, daintily falling on a small pile of snow, protecting it from receiving any fall-related damage.
“Shoot, I’m sorry.” The female voice belonging to the stranger apologized as she stood up, offering a hand to help her up. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
“Ditto.” Sunset grabbed the hand wearing a purple glove and its owner helped her up. “I apologize as well, I was—” Sunset stopped talking and her eyes widened to the point where a passerby would fear her eyeballs would pop out of their sockets; the reason for the shock was the fact that standing right there in front of her was none other than Sundaze Blaze, a.k.a. Adagio Dazzle herself.
Adagio’s eyes also widened, though not as much as Sunset’s, once she recognized the now grown woman standing in front of her.
“Oh. It’s you. I thought your hair looked familiar.”
But Sunset didn’t respond. A million different thoughts were rushing through her mind, ranging from all the way back to the Battle of the Bands to the most recent fantasy she had starring the woman standing right in front of her. All the things she was feeling coalesced into arousal, her crotch growing so hot that the heat emanating from it would probably melt the snow underneath her instantly if she hadn’t gotten up.
The surprise Adagio felt was slowly replaced by confusion and concern as the woman she hadn’t seen since she fled Canterlot High just stood there, motionless, staring at her with her jaw hanging open. “Are you okay?” Now feeling a little uncomfortable, her gaze shifted around until she spotted the phone just a few inches away from her foot, so she bent down to pick it up. “Hey, you dropped… this…”
The screen was still unlocked, giving Adagio full view of the picture of herself wearing nothing but a thong, bending over and presenting her ass to the camera. With full view also came full access, so she began scrolling through more and more photos of her unrestrained alter ego, Sundaze Blaze.
“NO!” Finally snapping out of her trance, Sunset Shimmer snatched her phone out of the siren’s hands and held it protectively against her chest.
Upon seeing the look of near panic in the blonde-redhead’s face, the same wicked smirk that Sunset remembered from CHS began to form in the ginger woman’s face, who placed her hands on her hips and casually leaned forward so that her face was closer to Sunset’s – not as close as when she unsuccessfully attempted to seduce her all those years ago, but definitely close enough to be considered by some a invasion of her personal space.
“I know a quaint little coffee shop just a few blocks from here.” Adagio spoke, once again adopting the seducing voice tone that Sunset was familiar with. “Would you like to join me? We can… talk.”
“S-Sure! I’d… I’d like that.” Sunset’s reply came the moment Adagio's request registered in her mind. Her plans for the rest of the night were nothing out of the ordinary: go back home, strip down and masturbate to the images in her phone until she passed out yet again – it was Friday after all, she could afford a change of plans.
They walked side by side towards the direction Adagio was previously coming from. Sunset gasped as her cheeks turned a shade of red when she felt Adagio’s gloved hand wrap around her waist, but her look of surprise morphed into an aroused smile when she felt that hand slide down until it was resting on one of her buttcheeks.
Adagio kept on smirking during the whole walk to the coffee shop she previously mentioned; the seed she had unknowingly planted had finally sprouted – it was time to finish what she started in that poorly lit hallway back in Canterlot High all those years ago. Nobody could see her erect nipples concealed underneath her heavy coat, but her arousal was real and she could barely contain herself.