Chapter 5

It was like my body was on fire the moment consciousness retook me. My eyes felt like lead, my body in no better of a situation than that. My mind swam, trying to piece together what had happened last night, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember. All I remembered was dinner with Lyra, her walking me home, then... nothing.

I finally, agonizingly slowly, opened my eyes. I was in my bed, so that was a good start. I looked to the right to see the clock, which read 8:20. Don't usually get up that early, but I guess it wouldn't hurt. Another oddity was that I was stark naked under the covers and could plainly feel the my member crusted over with dried-

"Oh fuck! Tell me- No! No! I didn't!" I mentally screamed. I turned to the left and, to my utter horror, Lyra was sprawled out beside me; her back legs spread wide, as if closing them was too painful for her to do. There was a small, dried up puddle beneath her, and it didn't take much to imagine what it was.

"I didn't! Oh, God! I did! I DID! SHIT!" I continued to mentally berate myself, unable to accept what I had done. I couldn't even comprehend what had driven me to do it, let alone remember what had driven me to do it... What had happened last night!? Was I slipped something? Drugged? Forced?

The self questioning of the possibility of date rape subsided when I felt Lyra turn towards me, her eyes half open and a small smile on her muzzle. She had a look of sheer bliss on her face that I had never seen before in my time here. She obviously enjoyed what had transpired in the night.

"Mmm... Morning, Mason." She yawned, crawling closer to me. I instinctively flinched, which she didn't pick up on. "Wow... last night? Freaking incredible! I didn't know humans could move that way..." Her voice dreamy and full of lust when she said that, which made me wonder what the fuck I had done last night to her!

"Eh... Yeah. I-" I was hesitant on telling her I didn't remember the night of her freaking life, since she was so happy, but I had to. I had to be sure she didn't drug me or anything. Then again, when has your rapist ever stuck around to tell you what an incredible lay you were? Probably not many. "So... Lyra, I'm sorry, but I can't remember anything about last night..." I sighed, making her tilt her head in confusion.

"You don't remember... any of it?" She asked, her voice a little weak. I slowly shook my head, ready for her to start getting all sad and mopey, but to my surprise, she simply started to giggle. "Well, I guess you did have a little bit too much to drink. Didn't peg you for a lightweight." She teased, nuzzling up to me.

I sighed and got out of bed, making Lyra give me yet another questioning look. "Lyra, I'm not a lightweight. Heck, I only had five glasses of wine! Back home, that would have barely buzzed me! But... I remember the evening, but anything after you walking me to my house is just a blur. Please, tell me everything that happened."

Lyra sat up and stretched her forelegs, grinning. "You want me to tell you everything?" She asked, a hint of mischief in her voice. She thought I was probably teasing, but I had to know what happened. I had to be sure.

"Yes. Everything that happened up to us arriving here. All of it." I demanded. Lyra smiled as she reclined at the side of the bed I had occupied, looking up at me with those lusty golden eyes.

"Well, you might wanna sit down, because this might get a bit long... and graphic."

(3rd person POV)

He was an animal, an insatiable beast of lust! Just when Lyra thought her hopes of Mason being her mate were crushed, he surprised her once again with this carnal act of desire. He wasted no time in tearing open the door, scooping Lyra up in his arms and proceeding to run up the stairs with her as fast as he could, all while keeping their lips connected the whole time.

Once in the bedroom, Mason threw Lyra upon the bed, getting her to let out a happy squeal of delight. She bounced up once, then was pinned to the bed when Mason flew on top of her. Lyra had never been treated like a mare before by any stallion, and the way Mason lusted for her so suddenly was the biggest turn on of her life. She could already feel herself becoming wet with desire already.

Mason wasted no time in removing his clothing, starting with the top half of the suit. Lyra watched with lidded eyes as his muscular chest was revealed to her. She had seen it before when he was working on his home, since it was too hot in the summer heat to wear clothing anyways, but she had never looked at it with such wanton craving.

Lyra let her hooves travel all across his chest once his shirt was removed. He was a hard man, toned, but not overdoing it. Mason began to work on his pants next, freeing himself from their tight embrace. All of Lyra's attention on his chest went forgotten the moment his erection sprang from its fabric prison.

It was smaller than a stallions, which was to be expected, but Lyra had deduced, from her studies, where size is lacking, usually skill makes up for it. Size didn't matter to her anyways. What mattered was the one who she was loving with. Mason was the very height of her pining. Never before had she felt the feelings for him on any other stallion. He was everything she ever wanted. Sweet, caring, affectionate, passionate, and most of all? Human.

Mason restrained himself from plunging right into Lyra's quivering pussy right there. Instead, he had a better idea. He crawled up to the head of the bed and motioned Lyra to him. She obeyed instantly, mounting his waist.

"H-Hold on. Before we start fucking, I had an idea. Ever heard of 69?" He asked. Lyra shook her head, which got Mason to smile. "Oh, then you'll love it. Crawl on me like this." He instructed, laying down and guiding Lyra's firm rump to his face. Lyra felt a little hesitant, but once she saw his shaft dangling before her like a piece of candy, she knew it wouldn't be bad.

In fact, it was absolute bliss.

Once Mason dove into her pussy with his hungry tongue did Lyra realize just what to do. Rubbing his shaft a few times to get it absolutely stiff (which probably wasn't necessary), she plunged her head down, taking his entire length into the back of her throat. Mason let out a groan of pleasure into Lyra, causing her walls to tremble. This got Lyra to let out a moan onto his shaft, which continually sent the shock of the pleasure back through them like a sexual circuit.

Mason's mouth was deft; his tongue striking deep into Lyra's clenching walls. She was incredibly tight, which he was glad for. He loved the feeling of her walls squeezing his tongue, and could only imagine what they could do to his dick. With that thought in mind, he continued to lap up Lyra's nectar, going increasingly faster with each whip of his tongue.

Lyra continued to suck off Mason, loving the feel of his cock in her mouth. She would have never been able to fit a stallion's length in her mouth like this, which was one of the many drawbacks with colts. She didn't want to think about that. Instead, she thought about the man below her, pouring his love into her body like a bucket of water. She could barely concentrate on her own work with the constant stimulation on her pussy, but pressed on giving him the best pleasure of his life that she could. She began to swirl her tongue around his cock with each plunge downward, causing Mason's hips to instinctively buck upwards with pleasure, plunging his cock deep into Lyra's throat. This caused her to let out a few gags and chokes, but she didn't care. The way his cock slammed into the back of her throat was the most dirty thing she had ever felt.

Mason clenched his hands around Lyra's firm ass, spreading her cheeks wide. He pulled his tongue out of Lyra's pussy, which caused her to groan in displeasure. She was about to ask him why he stopped, when a sudden lick to her butthole caused her to swallow her words.

Mason licked the puckered little ring, savoring the salty taste on his tongue. He brought fourth one of his fingers, sliding it past the opening and deep within her anal cavity. This caused Lyra to scream in absolute bliss. She had never expected her back door to feel so exhilarating! His fingers pummeled her insides while his tongue went to work on her clitoris, causing a tsunami of pleasure to envelope the unsuspecting Unicorn. The stimulation finally became too much, and with one final, carnal scream of passion, Lyra came, her pussy releasing a torrent of juices, which Mason eagerly lapped up.

Lyra panted as her ass rested against Mason's face. She could barely move, but continued to finish off Mason's own orgasm all the same. She knew he was close when she felt his hips buck into her faster, trying to draw out the orgasm he so eagerly craved. It only took another minute of sucking for Mason to let out a groan of immense pleasure into Lyra as he shot his hot seed down her gullet. Lyra let out a surprised groan at just how much he came, swallowing as much as she could. The amount eventually became to much and she had to pull away, gasping for breath as the rest shot onto her face.

Mason panted heavily as Lyra turned about to face him, grinning as his seed still covered her face. "D-Did you like that?" She asked through pants for breath. Mason just simply sat there, stunned as he nodded, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. Lyra crawled off his face and remounted his hips, her eyes lidded and her face flushed from her orgasm. "Looks like you're still a bit eager, huh?" She giggled, rubbing her slit against his shaft.

Mason just nodded, still lost to the world from the most incredible orgasm of his life. Lyra took his silence as her cue to continue. Her pussy was still very sensitive from her orgasm, which cause her to moan loudly with each rub against his cock she did.

Lyra took Mason's cock in her magic and brought the head to her lips, spreading them ever so slightly. She smiled and looked Mason in the eyes and said, "Mason, I don't know about you, but I'm ready to go again..."

Mason nodded and placed his hands on Lyra's hips as she drove herself down, letting out a gasping squeak as his member slammed deep within her. Mason could feel her walls still trembling from her last orgasm as they pressed and squeezed at his shaft, causing his still sensitive member to flair within her.

"Don't... blow to quickly..." Lyra gasped as she began to move up and down, leaning down and wrapping her forelegs around his neck as her movement became faster and harder. Mason replied in kind as he began to buck himself upwards into Lyra, causing the room to be filled with the moans and grunts of their carnal desires.

Lyra shakily picked her head up and planted her lips on Mason's, and the two shared a carnal kiss of tongues, battling it out for dominance in each other's mouths, with Lyra winning out in the end as her more powerful tongue explored the confines of Mason's mouth, getting both to moan more affectionately.

Soon, Mason's thrusting became more sporadic and quicker in pace, letting Lyra know he was just about ready to finish. Lyra unwrapped herself from Mason's neck and placed her hooves on his chest and arched her back in pleasure. "A-Are you ready, Mason?! Please, cum inside! Oh~ I want to feel it inside me!" She screamed out, and that was all the incentive Mason needed to go faster and let out the horrible pent up pain in his loins.

After a few more thrusts, Lyra could feel his head flair and burst his seed into her deepest regions. Lyra felt as if her stomach was full as his shaft continually pumped his seed into her. It was as if someone had plugged her with a hose and didn't bother to shut it off.

After what felt like an eternity, Mason finally ran dry, and could feel his entire going numb in the most extacy filled experience of his life. He had such an endorphin rush, that the coming down caused him to black out, leaving Lyra to sit atop him, stunned as she too came down from the most incredible experience of her life.

Lyra slid off of Mason and fell beside him, panting as she felt herself leak his seed onto his bed. She was sure he wouldn't mind, and she was too drained to get up and use the bathroom. With a tired sigh, her eyes fluttered closed, and she too fell unconscious.

"-and that's pretty much what leads us here." Lyra concluded, while I just sat there in utter astonishment. I can't believe that I... and then I- with my...

"M-Mason, are you okay?" Lyra asked as I faltered and fell against the wall. "Let me get you some water, maybe that will-"

*Knock Knock Knock*

Both Lyra and I turned towards the sound of my door, with me going to the window a second later. I looked down to see my sister and her boyfriend at the door. 'Oh God, this can't be happening!' I thought, turning to Lyra who looked a bit confused.

"You have to hide!"

Lyra looked at me with a raised brow. "Why do I have to hide? Who's here?" She asked curiously, looking out the window. "Oh! It's your sister and her mate! I would love to-"

"NO!" I shouted, only to catch myself when it caught Lyra off guard. "I-I'm sorry, but I just don't think I'm ready to tell them about... this." I said, gesturing to Lyra, who instantly furrowed her brows.

"E-Excuse me?! What do you mean? You juts gestured to all of me!" She stammered, huffing as she continued to stare daggers at me.

"Yes, I did... I don't know how my sister or Craig will feel about you and I and... what we just did. It's early, and they'll know something happened between us if they see you here! Please, just stay up here for a bit! Please?"I begged.

Lyra huffed and nodded. "Fine... Don't keep them waiting..." She mumbled with a very cross voice. I was too busy panicking to pick up on it as I grabbed my pants and headed downstairs, skipping most of the steps as I launched at the door and opened it.

Both Stacy and Craig looked surprised by how hastily I opened the door, and the fact I was breathing so heavily, as I greeted them. "Stacy! Craig! I... wasn't expecting a visit! What do I owe the visit?" I asked curiously, ushering them inside.

Stacy and Craig entered and took a seat on the couch, with Stacy proudly showing off a large ring on her finger.

"We're getting married!" She said ecstatically. I smiled from ear to ear as I hugged them both, so proud they were finally tying the knot.

"Wow! Congratulations! I always wondered when you two would settle down! When are you planning the wedding?" I asked curiously.

Craig answered, saying, "In a few months. We figured with being stuck here and all, might as well tie ourselves down. Not the craziest thing to happen around here, huh?" He asked, chuckling.

"Yes! Congratulations!"

Oh how I wish that was me who answered his question, but alas, what I feared would happen did. The voice at the top of the stairs was Lyra's, and she came down with her mane a mess, her makeup smudged, and her dress folded up in her magic, still sporting a few tears from when it was torn from her...

I turned to my sister and Craig, who stared at the mint green unicorn in shock, then turned to me. Lyra grinned evily at me and took a seat next to me on the opposite couch from my Stacy and Craig and pulled me in for a kiss.

"Hmm..." She sighed as she pulled away, smiling. "Don't look surprised, that was tame compared to last night..."

I was floored! What in the actual FUCK was Lyra doing?! I had asked her one simple thing, and she completely blew it up in my face! How could she?! Now I bet Stacy and Craig were-

"Wow, you two ended up together? You owe me twenty bucks!"

I turned to Craig with a shocked look. They... had bet on it?! They actually saw Lyra and I getting together?! How long did they think that?! Have they always had a hunch?!

I sat in shock, asking, "You mean, you don't... care?" When they both smiled and shook their heads, I turned to Lyra who simply winked at me. "Did you know?!"

"Why do you think they're here?" She giggled, pecking my cheek. I sent them a letter yesterday telling them about our date and to come by today! I had no idea that they had their own engagement announcement!" Lyra turned to my sister and grabbed her hands in her hooves, grinning like mad. "Congratulations! Really! Do you still need a Mare of Honor? Can I be it?! Pleeeeaaaassseee?!" She begged.

"Of course!" Stacy giggled. "You saved our lives, so fair is fair."

"Yes!" Lyra hissed, fist pumping. "I'm going to throw you the best bachelorette shower EVER!" She sang, all while I just sat on the couch in utter confusion.

Craig picked up on this and gestured me to follow him outside while the girls had their girl talk. Once outside, he passed me a cigar and lit one of his own, lighting mine for me. We stood in silence for a few moments before he spoke.

"Look, we don't care that you're with a pony. There's no other people here for you, so far be it from us to judge." He chuckled, blowing out a ring of smoke. "Besides, Lyra and you are just the cutest." He teased.

I chuckled and blew my own ring of smoke. "I'm... glad you guys don't care." I sighed in relief, the thought actually registering in my mind. Now that they knew, and accepted the fact that I had done the do with Lyra, being with her no longer registered as a bad thing in my mind. I actually did want to give it a shot with her, and the look back I did through the window at her wasn't lost on Craig.

"Don't be lonely forever because of what you thought we'd think. You're the only family we got left, and it's not like we'd abandon you because of you dating a pony. Be happy with her, man."

I nodded and looked out over the early morning of Ponyville, as Ponies woke up and began to go about there business, the sun steadily rising higher into the sky, and the children heading out to school, laughing and playing as they went.

"You know, life here isn't so bad after all..."

Author's Note

Well, after a self imposed exile, I'm back I guess. Figured I'd finish up this, why not? Not too much going on in my life anymore. Anyways, guess I'm coming back, interest in writing comes and goes, so hopefully It won't take my long to write more chapters.