Bonus Chapter 4: Herd

Bon Bon almost found it humorous that she was standing outside her own house, nervous about knocking on her own door.

She also wasn’t one to dress up normally either. The open at one flank black cocktail number she’d opted for was certainly beyond what she’d normally go for. Thankfully, the way it covered her rear made it difficult to tell that her tail -which was poking out through a fold at the back- was at a subtly higher angle than normal.

The earth mare's mane had been straightened with the exception of the ends, which had in turn been given an extra bit of curl than normal to accentuate the subtly altered look. Her coat too was almost gleaming from the beauty treatments she’d indulged in.

Dismissing what she felt were puerile butterflies in her stomach, Bon Bon reached up with one hoof and rapped gently on the wooden surface before stepping back once more.

A weak, amused smile pulled briefly at her lips, “I think that’s the first time I’ve ever had to knock on this door…”

Bon Bon took a second to shift slightly and straighten up her dress before looking quickly up once more when the sound of approaching steps became audible just inside the house.

Lyra was revealed as the front door was yanked open under the aura of her magic. Her mouth had been opening in greeting, only for her jaw to drop as she took in her friend, “Bonnie…” she breathed, one hoof rising up to cover her mouth, “You look...amazing.”

She shifted even more at that, “Th-thanks…” and she nodded at the unicorn, who was draped in a satin white number threaded with golden highlights, her mane too had clearly been styled and carefully brushed, “You look beautiful too, Lyra.”

The unicorn just chuckled and averted her gaze, kicking sheepishly at the ground.

“You both look stunning,” came Sam’s voice as he emerged behind Lyra. He was garbed in as close to formal attire as he would ever dare; black trousers with a loose white shirt and unbuttoned navy sports jacket. His hair too had been gelled slightly. And the subtle, spicy aroma of whatever scent he’d adorned himself with sent a brief tingle through the earth mare's frame.

Bon Bon blushed slightly, “You both didn’t need to go to so much trouble.”

Sam grinned, “It’s no trouble at all. If anything, it’s a pleasure to get just a little dolled up every once in a while.”

Bon Bon nodded in agreement and then let out a tiny cough, “Right, s-so...I was wondering,” she said, turning to pick up the tiny cloth-wrapped package by her side, “If you would be so kind as to accept these symbols of my intent…?”

Lyra’s blush easily outmatched Bon Bon's at that point. She’d never had a mare be so...adorably formal with her before. Sam too found the way she was sticking so closely to tradition to be quite charming.

Sam’s amusement turned to awe however as Bon Bon gingerly revealed the two crystalline roses comprised of her mane's twin colors. Lyra too stifled a gasp. The two flowers weren’t identical though. While both had blue stems, the petals of one were a vibrant pink on the inside with deep blue surrounding them on the outside. The other was more of a blend; with deep blue petals all over, each one webbed with pink like veins of light amethyst.

“Bonnie, they’re so beautiful…” whispered Lyra, her eyes suddenly looking a little dewy.

“Bon Bon…” said Sam, leaning a little closer, “How did you get these? I mean they must’ve cost you a fortune…”

The earth pony just smiled, “I have my ways…”

The earth mare’s nervousness began to creep up at that point however. The pair were so taken in with looking that she was starting to take their moment of pause as hesitation. She was suddenly starting to worry if she’d gone too far. The flowers were, after all, a very soppy gesture. On top of that, willingly wearing them was an open advertisement to all who saw about precisely what was going on. She wondered if they really were serious enough about the whole endeavour to go to that length.

She supposed this would just be another test, to see if they really were genuine about this.

Bon Bon suddenly found her heart going cold however as the chance of rejection presented itself to her. She supposed that she was really just looking for confirmation: for the two people before her to really say yes...it’s okay for you to feel this way.

She hummed with discomfort and Lyra blinked herself out of her daze at the sound. Still looking flustered, the unicorn wordlessly stepped forwards and put the earth mare’s worries half to rest by bowing her head forwards. A serene little smile marked her flushed mint features.

Bon Bon’s frame relaxed and she smiled back as Lyra’s tail gave a happy twitch in kind. The earth pony then stepped forwards to carefully part Lyra's mane and affix the rose into place using it's clip.

Lyra’s eyes focused to her left, staring lovingly at the adornment while Bon Bon stepped back to look up at the human. Her eyes held a vulnerability that Sam had never seen in them before. He'd heard of this particular tradition, Lyra had after all briefed him in full, but only now, as they looked into each other’s eyes, did he appreciate just how fragile and bare she was allowing herself to be laid before him.

Sam tried his best to smile reassuringly as he slowly crouched down onto one knee before her. Their gazes never broke until be too bowed his head before her.

“Thank you both…” came the thick whisper from just in front and Sam heard the earth mare approach. There followed a moment of hesitation as Bon Bon held the other flower out, only to pause. She let out a worried ‘hmmm...’ as she realised his tousled hair didn't have close to enough mass to affix the rose into place.

Sam kept his eyes lowered and a small smile tugged at one side of his mouth. He didn’t need to look up to know what the problem was. Instead, he startled Bon Bon by reaching gingerly up and cupping her outstretched forehooves gently in both hands before guiding them slowly down to his left shirt breast pocket, “Next to my heart will do, I think…”

Bon Bon couldn’t stop herself from giggling quietly, “That was so cheesy…” she said, whilst carefully affixing her gift into place.

Sam grinned, “Glad you liked it. I'm sorry to say there’s hundreds more where that one came from.”

Sam then stood back up as Bon Bon quickly took the pair in, both now adorned with her color. Lyra had been given the one with the colours set in contrast, and Sam the one that was more like a blending; the one half way between.

She’d found it apt in a way.

Bon Bon looked up to Sam. Her tone briefly became slightly formal once more, “As Lyra has given me permission. would you permit me to escort you tonight in her company?”

Sam nodded, “I would be delighted.”

With that done, the trio finally set off together. Bon Bon stayed to Sam’s right, gently pressed up just against him as they walked whilst Lyra stood to his left, just a half step further away than Bon Bon. Though she wasn’t the one making contact, neither Sam nor Bon Bon could think of a time when they’d seen Lyra look quite so chirpy. It almost seemed to be taking conscious effort on the unicorn’s part not to literally bounce along as they walked.

Bon Bon returned her attention ahead once more. She took the opportunity to nuzzle up against their human partner’s hand, loving the way his thumb would unconsciously trail back and forth over the top of her head.

“So…” said Sam, “Where are we going tonight?”

“Just follow me…” replied Bon Bon, leaning just a bit closer to get a quick nuzzle of his thigh before pulling away again. The sudden wave of body heat and scent left her feeling distinctly warmer as a result, “You’ll see…”

The two mares and human passed the occasional pony en route to their destination. The first looks they got seemed always to be those of confusion at the sight of Bon Bon and Lyra dressed up, and the earth mare being the one clearly in the process of escorting the stallion.

The looks would then be quickly replaced with surprise and realization when they sighted the colored roses that the human and unicorn were wearing, before settling finally on genuine intrigue, whilst also by that point trying not to stare too much out of sheer politeness’ sake.

Sam noted a little while later that if Lyra had begun to guess where they were heading, she wasn't saying anything. Wherever they were going though, it involved circling almost fully about the town in order to reach a trail leading to the edge of the Everfree Forest. Eventually, Bon Bon led them to a small hillock nestled among the threshold of the trees.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out there was a structure actually embedded in the hill itself. Sam guessed that it was mostly hollowed out and the only visible entryway he could see led underground. Two brightly lit torches flanked the entrance, illuminating the small hollow.

The only indication that it wasn’t somepony's bizarre choice of residence was the traditional chalk-drawn menu standing outside the door, as well as a dangling sign above emblazoned with the words, ‘The Night Mare’s Den’ and an image of what appeared to be a pony’s silhouette etched into the moon's surface.

Sam frowned, “I never even knew this place was here…”

Bon Bon smiled, “One of Ponyville’s best and worst kept secrets.”

He shrugged, “The best joints usually are…”

“How did you get a reservation at such short notice?” whispered Lyra.

Again Bon Bon just smiled, “I called in a favour or two. Come on.” and with that she edged just a little closer to Sam once more with Lyra closing the distance a little too, and she led them into the doorway and up to a podium with what looked to be a reservation book atop it and menus slid into it’s side.

A blonde earth mare with a gleaming white coat, donned in what appeared to be some kind of a cross between a traditional waitress’ outfit crossed and a french maid’s dress stood waiting patiently for Bon Bon to approach. Sam couldn’t see the mare’s cutie mark due to her frilled skirt obscuring her flanks, but he wouldn’t be surprised if it had something to do with catering. Her vibrant red eyes flicked between them, doubling back to the human more than once. Sam watched her eyes lock briefly in on his breast pocket.

To his surprise, her face seemed to light up, “Let me guess: table for three?”

Bon Bon smiled, “Reservation in the name of Bon Bon.”

The blonde mare smiled as she nodded and glanced down at her book, “Yes, I see. Oh...one of the private booths, is it?” she mused, smirking slightly, “Out for a romantic evening, are we?”

Bon Bon smiled sheepishly, “That’s the aim, I guess…”

The mare tilted her head as she regarded the human, “Sam, isn’t it?”

He blinked, “You know my name?”

She chuckled, “Kind of hard not to, considering.” she then dropped her voice to a whisper, leaning slightly closer, “Personally, I think it’s amazing…”

His brow furrowed, “What is?”

She waved a hoof between them, “The three of you, of course. Just going for it.”

Sam chuckled, “And it’s amazing, is it?”

She laughed softly again, “Of course. It’s so...new. I think that’s wonderful.”

“That’s very kind of you to say,” said Bon Bon cordially.

The mare smiled back, “My name’s Summer Wine, and I'll be your server for tonight,” she then picked up a trio of menus before turning about to lead them down a small corridor deeper into the ground until they reached the main dining area.

Sam spared a glance about. The atmosphere was both very intimate and very cosy, which he supposed was natural considering the location. Numerous couples, trios and more were huddled about the various candlelit tables enjoying quiet meals. And all seemed far too engrossed in each other’s presence to even notice the human being accompanied by two mares.

Summer Wine then led them off from the main area and up to a corner booth isolated by a thick velvet red curtain. There were three padded benches encircling a mahogany table within, “If you’d care to take your seats,” she said, “I’ll bring the wine list along in just a moment.”

Sam nodded and paused as Bon Bon stepped ahead and held out his seat for him. Lyra chuckled and quickly hopped past them into the seat that would ensure Bon Bon and Sam ended up sitting directly opposite one another.

“Thank you, Bon Bon,” said Sam as the earth mare replaced the seat under him.

Bon Bon grinned happily, quickly nuzzling the human before walking around the table to settle into her own chair. Though she didn't let it show, Bon Bon had actually felt a great weight lift when both of her companions accepted her tokens without a single moment of hesitation. Now that her worry over failure was gone, she felt confident again, strong; back to normal.

That actually made her pause.

This felt normal to her now...

She felt a tired smile pull at her lips as she settled more snugly into her seat, ‘guess I’ve gone mad too. Still...’’ her eyes strayed briefly up to Sam and then across to Lyra, ‘could be worse...’

Bon Bon's gaze settled once more on the human. He seemed to not notice her stare and was instead carefully scrutinising the menu before him. She noted how his right eye was obscured just a little by those few stray bangs he never seemed to be able to successfully comb back.

The earth pony felt a warm surge run through her as she surveyed that elegant, upright form she’d come to strangely admire. Bon Bon knew what she had to do next, and that was simply to solidify her position in the relationship, just as she knew Lyra was egging her on to do. Bon Bon was confident she could do that, because that’s precisely what she was: She would prove to them both that the timid, shy mare they’d seen when Sam had first touched her was not the real her. She was a strong and confident pony, even when consumed by the heat of romance, and she would prove that to them both tonight.

Once Summer Wine had taken their orders and parted with the sultry reminder that all booths were of course enchanted for...privacy, and that no staff would intrude without announcing their presence first, things settled into comfortable quiet.

Starters came and went as the trio made idle conversation over their glasses of rather shockingly expensive vintage red wine that Bon Bon had opted for. And Sam’s knee had smacked up in shock off the table when Bon Bon’s hoof had come to rest idly atop his thigh not long after sitting. Whilst Lyra had told him in advance that Bon Bon would likely want to retain a constant physical connection throughout the evening, he still hadn’t been entirely prepared for it.

The soft curve of her hoof seemed to mould itself to his leg as she spent time idly stroking and caressing it up and down, enjoying the feel of the taut muscles underneath as she simply explored his form freely, her eyes never leaving his for quite some time after starting. She maintained a limit though, straying only teasingly high yet not quite crossing the boundary, but also letting the threat of it happening at any time remain. Bon Bon swore that she could feel the material of his trousers becoming more and more stretched as time went on.

Thankfully, the teasing was put on hold when their main courses finally came. Sam had opted for the tofu bolognese. Having been an off and on vegetarian for a good portion of his life thanks to his parents’ influence, it hadn’t taken him long to acclimatise to the standard meat-free equestrian diet. He’d been informed that it wasn’t mandatory, and that allowances could be made if he felt he needed it, but he really just wanted to do his best to make the others feel more comfortable. He’d decided early on that not showing actual carnivorous cravings around what were technically herbivore prey creatures was a good way of doing that.

Conversations had then turned towards the future, with Lyra speculating on alterations in their living arrangements if things did ‘work out’. Her ideas however rarely went further than them simply not having separate rooms any more.

Bon Bon hadn’t said anything, but she couldn’t deny that the thought of having two nice warm bodies nestled up against her every single night as she drifted off and never waking up alone again was a very wonderful prospect. And though Sam hadn’t responded either, she could tell by their brief exchange of glances and his subtle blushes that his sentiments were likely very similar. Lyra hadn’t appeared put off by the lack of verbal response, nor the lack of things ‘heating up’ either. If anything, she seemed pleased by the way things were progressing, and was happily remaining as observer, watching the gap between the two most important beings in her life grow inexorably smaller.

Then came the period between courses again, and Lyra quickly extricated herself from behind the table with a claim about needing to use the facilities. As she approached the curtain behind Sam’s back, she glanced at Bon Bon and then cocked her head twice at the human, waving a hoof in her best ‘well, go for it then’ motion.

Bon Bon’s eyes flicked immediately back to Sam once Lyra had gone. She laughed quietly.

Sam smiled back, “she just gestured to you behind my back, didn’t she?”

“She totally did,” replied Bon Bon with a grin.

“Guess she thinks leaving us alone for a moment might inspire us to do something horrendously romantic and soppy.”

She lowered her gaze slightly at him, “Will it?”

Sam smirked, “I don’t know. Let’s find out.”

“I do like your spirit.”

He cocked his head, “Well that’s one thing I’ve learned.”

Bon Bon blinked, “What do you mean?”

“Well, this is a date. We’re supposed to get to know each other more, aren’t we?”

“But we already know each other. We live together.”

“Yeah and we do chat, but we’ve never really talked about ourselves with each other before.”

Bon Bon chuckled, “Of course not. We don’t need to.”

“W-we don’t?”

She shook her head, “Friends just know; they watch, they listen, and they learn. When you have what we have, you don’t need to spoon feed things to each other. They just happen. Come on, try it: try telling me everything you know about me. You’d be surpsised.”

Sam frowned in thought, “Okay...You’re a sweet shop owner slash manager. You specialize, obviously, in cooking things of the sugary variety. You used to go by the name Sweetie Drops, You have special ops training. You enjoy listening to classical music, especially when Lyra and I play for you. You’re often quiet but always observant. Like Lyra, your partents aren’t around, which is another reason you’ve stuck together so long. You like thunderstorms and watching the rain from indoors. You’re a good listener, very compassionate. It takes a lot to get you flustered…” Sam blinked, ”Huh…”

Bon Bon smiled, “You see…” she said, “not a single pony or person besides you and Lyra could've said all that,” She then shifted her free hoof up to gently rest it atop Sam’s hand. Her expression softened, “Can I go now?” she whispered.

Sam blushed slightly, then nodded.

“You’re a musician. You like playing loud, fast songs but you secretly prefer slow, passionate ballads. Your mother’s a doctor in flowers...how do you have flower doctors again?”

Sam chuckled, “Mom has a doctorate in botanical science. So I suppose ‘flower doctor’ is right. We have doctors for a lot of things where I come from.”

Bon Bon giggled, “I see,” her tone then softened as she went on, “and because of that you’re also an avid gardener, which is why you go round to the flower shop so often to talk to Roseluck about her stock...and also why you keep staring at the flower I gave you whenever your eyes wander.”

“It’s...organic crystal!” he cut in helplessly, finally letting out his bemusement, “It’s a literal, scientific impossibility. I swear, mom would probably go insane if she ever set foot in Equestria...I’ll send her a photo of it later. Her reaction at least should be worth a laugh.”

“She sounds lovely.”

“She is...as mad as a hatter, but I love her...” Sam then went quiet then for a moment, only to chuckle briefly into his hand.

Bon Bon couldn’t help but smile too, “What is it?”

“It’s nothing...just liking the situation,” he said, not admitting that he’d just realised he was stuck in another of those reverse-gender role situations again. Normally when out on a date it’s traditional to ask the girl a lot of questions and talk a lot about her, Bon Bon was doing the complete opposite. And he did actually find himself liking it.

Bon Bon’s smile became gentle again and her hoof shifted to stroke his hand briefly, “I also know you’re very kind and compassionate. You’re confident, and you like making people laugh. I know you can’t bear making anypony sad…” her look changed then and her hoof squeezed his hand gently. Her voice had a sad tenderness to it when she spoke again, “I also know your biggest failing is that because you’re so kind, you can’t stand the idea of sharing your own pain with anypony else, because you don’t want them to have to feel it too.”

Sam's eyes widened a fraction, and it took him a moment to find his voice again, “Bon Bon...”

She shook her head, “But that’s okay, Sam…” she whispered, “I won’t compromise you by asking you to change that, because I know you can’t...and I know that even if you could, you wouldn't. But that’s what I can do for you: Whenever you need somepony there, by your side, just being there; whenever the world gets to be too much, that’s when I’ll be there for you.” She leaned in closer, looking deep into his eyes, “You just keep on being stupid and kind for us...and I will always be there for you...”

Sam could only stare at her in awed silence. He opened his mouth, only to realise he had to swallow a lump in his throat. He knew then that anything else that may come was just a formality; he knew from that instant that this was it: She, Lyra, and himself were now bonded.

Bon Bon smiled sweetly and brought her hoof up to cradle his face, the other still gently caressing his thigh, “So tell me: where you come from...what normally happens right here?”

Sam swallowed again, held by her eyes now, “I...ah...I think this is the part where I lose myself to a flash of passion and am overwhelmed by the urge to kiss you.”

Bon Bon stood up onto her hind legs to lean closer across the table, her hoof slipping round to the back of his neck, “Not if I get there first…”

Sam allowed himself to lean closer, their eyes fluttering closed in the instant the mare’s lips touched his. Both felt a surge go through them in that second, like a bolt of lightning comprised of pure lust and love.

They both exhaled hotly against each other as Sam’s arms drew the mare closer, up onto the table. Sam gave a subtle moan of delight as Bon Bon’s tongue took the opportunity at the next parting of lips to probe into his mouth and entwine with his own.

A long, throaty growl of lust reverberated down Sam’s throat as Bon Bon let her well of reserved sexual tension release itself at last. She pulled Sam closer until their chests met, her aggressive kissing not letting up as her tongue mercilessly stroked, suckled and massaged the human’s.

Sam let out a shocked ‘hmm!’ as Bon Bon’s right hoof, which had snaked down under them, suddenly came back to rest on his thigh, only this time the massaging moved quickly upwards until he felt the pad of her hoof cupping at the crotch of his trousers, exploring the shape of the quickly swelling bulge within.

Bon Bon gave out several hot breaths through her nose as she expertly coaxed the thickening member into readying itself under her ministrations, adjusting it against Sam’s leg so it had room to reach it's full length. She wanted him aroused; wanted him to lust uncontrollably for her.

Bon Bon pulled her muzzle away slightly. Thick strands of saliva connected their tongues as they looked at each other through lust-filled eyes.

Sam swallowed audibly, “We...probably should’ve waited for Lyra.”

Bon Bon’s smile widened a fraction, “No need…”

Sam’s brow furrowed, “Meaning whaeep!” and he gasped as he felt something new nuzzle up against his crotch. Lyra poked her head out from under the tablecloth a second later. Her golden eyes gleamed mischievously.

Bon Bon cocked her head, “She was watching the whole time. Little cutie didn’t think I noticed.”

“Hey, I was being stealthy.”

“I could see you peeking through the gap in the curtains,” she replied before returning her attention to Sam and hooking her forehooves once more around his neck, holding him firm, “Now then…” she whispered, holding his gaze once more, “Let’s pick up where we left off, okay?”

And Sam didn’t have time to respond before the earth mare was once more passionately kissing him. He let out a startled yelp as he felt the tip of Lyra’s muzzle brush up and down against the noticeable bulge in his crotch. He flinched when he felt a chill about his thighs, only for Bon Bon to hold him firmer and aggressively suckle his tongue with hers again until he relaxed once more.

His trousers, though appearing to be of the regular formal variety, actually had a band of elastic about the waist as opposed to an actual button and fly. Rarity had commented to Sam that she could perfectly emulate the style, but she insisted on doing away with the fiddly catches and buttons. She'd described them as ‘cruel’ to mares desperate to show their affections.

Sam would’ve glanced nervously over one shoulder to ensure their privacy had Bon Bon not been holding him so firmly. He suddenly felt himself exposed fully to the cold air, and he was painfully conscious of his throbbing arousal now clear and on display.

The chill on his loins didn’t last long as Sam suddenly felt the unmistakable warmth of Lyra’s tongue flick over his taut sac before beginning the almost agonisingly slow journey up the pulsing underside, before finally pausing to swirl about underneath the tip.

Bon Bon let out an appreciative hum as Sam exhaled sharply in pleasure, the earth mare’s eyes were lidded as she observed the proceedings whilst her hoof gently traced up and down the nape of her human’s neck, sending further shivers through his form.

It was taking all of Bon Bon’s restraint not to move her forehooves down to attend to her own searing hot sex as she watched Lyra purse her lips and apply strong pressure to the crown of his member, forcing it to slip between them and vanish into the heat of her muzzle. The earth mare could only imagine the wonderful feeling of that mass filling her mouth, sliding back and forth across her tongue.

Sam’s hips tried to buck forwards despite the grip Lyra had around his waist, and it didn’t help much when Bon Bon suddenly broke the kiss long enough to lean forwards and lick a long trail up the length of his neck, pausing to suck and nibble on his earlobe before fusing her lips to his once more.

Their kissing increased in passion to reflect the increase in mutual pleasure as Sam’s fingertips snaked their way down under Bon Bon’s hind legs and, after a hum of intrigued surprise, began caressing the folds of her sex through the silky film of her lingerie.

With a downward glance, Sam could see that Lyra now had only one foreleg about his waist to balance herself. The other was now buried firmly between her hind legs as she openly pleasured herself. Her ivory and gold dress was bunched up over her flanks for easy access.

Bon Bon’s hips bucked back against Sam’s hand as he finally ceased teasing and allowed his fingertips to snake around the hem of her thong and dip into the twitching lips of her marehood. She whimpered as the sudden separation allowed the juices she’d been fighting to contain to escape freely about the human’s exploring digits and out over the backs of her thighs.

Lyra fought back the urge to gag as her lover’s member swelled suddenly in the depths of her throat several moments later. She held firm however and allowed the muscles of her throat to milk and cox the tip before slipping it back over her tongue, tasting the building juices now leaking freely from it. She flicked her tongue back and forth over the urethra until she felt her human shudder and got rewarded with a fresh flow of pre to coat her tastebuds with. He was getting close, she realized. She had been teasing him all day after all, provoking him with extra sways of her hips and several heated dialogues about her past times with Bon Bon when they’d ‘kept each other company’.

Bon Bon’s breathing was becoming more and more ragged as the digits inside her stroked back and forth. She squeaked out in surprise when his exploring fingertips pressed firmly down onto her g-spot; a place nopony, stallion or otherwise, had ever touched her before. She saw a glint appear in his lidded eyes, and she knew right then that he’d clocked her reaction. He pumped his fingers back and forth a few more times before pausing to press in again, and again. She almost lost it right there.

Bon Bon fought to hold on. She wanted to see his first, to be looking deep into his eyes as he climaxed, before her own caused her to lose focus and miss the look of desperate bliss she loved seeing in the expressions of her lovers.

It was lucky for Bon Bon therefore that there was only so much a man could take of a lover fellating him with senseless abandon before he started getting pushed towards the edge. Lyra had fallen into a pattern to build him up towards his peak by that point: she’d suckle the tip, swirling her tongue about the underside, before drawing the length down her maw and into the depths of her throat to expose it to the clenching and spasming muscles within. On and on this went until he felt himself start to swell up, his sac tightening in preparation to yield to the ministrations of his mare. Lyra felt it too, and she let out a long, low hum of satisfaction, the vibrations sending a current of pleasure up the length of the human’s manhood. Lyra was close too though, increasing the speed of her hoof against her clit, readying to push herself over the edge in time with the human.

Unfortunately for Bon Bon, Sam’s thoughts had been moving on the same tracks hers were. She still wasn’t used to the concept of a male partner who actually took pleasure and satisfaction in getting their mare off at the same time. The fact that her sex had tightened to the point that it was now difficult for Sam to continue caressing her internals showed him just how close the mare was too. He saw Lyra’s hips squirming desperately and he knew she was at the edge also; his fellow musician readying to join the crescendo.

He couldn’t hold out any longer. He had seconds left and he could feel his own hips twitching as his member swelled up with it’s emission. Fighting to keep focus for just a few seconds more, Sam traced his thumb slowly down against the gleaming lips of Bon Bon’s marehood, closing in on the hood at the top. It circled there, just above, not yet making contact.

Bon Bon’s eyes flicked open in shock and fear as she realised just an instant too late what was about to happen, when suddenly his glistening thumb circled over the surface of her engorged clit in time with his fingers starting a firm, back and forth massage over her g-spot.

They locked eyes as the floodgates opened for both of them. A look of desperation was etched into their features as they hugged one another tightly. Bon Bon broke their kiss to scream out in climax, her marehood clamping down on the relentlessly massaging fingers within her as they forced her to release more and more of her fluid whilst Lyra gagged as the first jet of seed was released into the depths of her throat. Her muscles worked in time with the pulsling shaft to ensure it was unable to stop until it was done. She pulled back to allow the next few jets to spray out into her mouth, saturating her senses with the thick, wonderful taste. The sound of the unicorn gulping hungrily was almost audible as her own climax rocked through her small frame.

Bon Bon and Sam slumped forwards a moment later, brow to brow, arms and forelegs wrapped around the other for support as they gasped for air.

“That was…” said Bon Bon a moment later, pausing to gulp for air, “...an experience.”

Sam let out a weak, incredulous chuckle, “That’s one adjective I might use.”

Lyra dragged herself up a moment later too, clambering up onto the seat behind Sam in the process. Bon Bon smiled tiredly as the unicorn climbed up towards her, waving a shaky hoof in beckoning.

Bon Bon chuckled and leaned over Sam’s arm to hook a foreleg about Lyra’s neck, brushing down her slightly matted mane in the process. She certainly didn’t resist and indeed leaned in further to meet the unicorn's searching lips.

Bon Bon let out a shocked yelp that dissolved into a low hum as she found her tongue coated suddenly with the large mouthful of still thick and warm seed that the unicorn had saved for her.

Bon Bon took a deep, lustful breath as she suckled hungrily on the unicorn’s tongue, savouring the mixed taste and swallowing hungrily before reluctantly pulling away a moment later.

Sam was regarding the earth mare when she looked back up at him, “D-did Lyra just…?”

“You taste even better than I thought,” whispered Bon Bon.

“Told ya,” commented Lyra.

Sam blinked, “W-well, I’m glad I’m so...appetising.”

Lyra giggled, “In more ways than one,” she said, and then leaned quickly over to light one of the incense sticks that lay on a tray by the candles.

Sam inhaled a waft of the smoke, only to realise that it had no discernible scent whatsoever, “What’s that for?”

Bon Bon was shuffling back into her seat and adjusting the rear of her dress as she responded, “They’re enchanted to drain away any...scent that might be left behind by the patrons. The floors and furniture too have special coatings to absorb fluid and prevent...ahem...staining.”

Sam cocked an eyebrow up, “They...expect this sort of thing to happen?”

Lyra giggled, “Why do you think Summer Wine looked at us like that when she found out we had a booth booked? This establishment is very well known as a place where new herds like to go to really...get to know each other.”

Sam coughed, trying his best not to think about just what might be going on right at that moment in many of the other isolated tables that he’d noted ringed the outside of the main floor, “Hence the sound blocking spell on the curtains,” he observed.

“Yup,” replied Lyra, looking briefly to Bon Bon “Can you imagine, Bonnie what the noise would be like down here if you could hear everything?”

Bon Bon chuckled, a content look on her face as she curled up on her chair, “I bet I could imagine. I’ve lived with you two long enough, after all.”

Lyra’s already flushed features brightened a little, and she squirmed a bit after settling back into her seat.

There came a light ding from the announcement bell outside the curtain, “Yes?” queried Bon Bon.

Summer Wine entered a second later, and Sam watched carefully as her eyes drifted for an instant to the still lit incense stick. It had barely burned down at all, which meant their mutual scents must still be hanging quite heavily in the air.

The only sign that the serving mare had noticed anything amiss however was in the way she smiled just slightly wryly as she queried, “Have you been enjoying your meal so far?”

Sam was about to respond, but bit back his words just long enough for Bon Bon to respond for him. She was the one escorting him, after all, “The meal was gorgeous. Thank you, Summer Wine.”

“Our compliments to the chef, “ chimed Lyra, her tail swishing happily back and forth behind her.

Summer smiled, “I’ll certainly pass them along. Now then, can I interest you in the desert menu?”

“No thanks,” replied Lyra, “I just had mine.”

“Me too,” said Bon Bon with a smirk, “besides. Got to watch my flanks.”

Only now did Summer Wine smirk openly, “I see,” she said, her eyes flicking between them before settling briefly on Sam for a few seconds. He said nothing, only for the very edge of his mouth to stretch up slightly in response, “You must all be eager to get home then, I suppose.”

Bon Bon’s smile stayed where it was, “Yes...I suppose we are,” she then blinked and looked to Sam, a brief flash of uncertainty crossing her expression, “Aren’t we?”

Sam matched her smirk, already feeling the subtle stirrings once more, “You know, I think an early night may be just what we need.”

Bon Bon broke her stare to look to Summer Wine, “Check please.”

The walk back through the humid Ponyville night was blanketed with comfortable silence. No words were needed. The thick aura of anticipation that hung in the air around the three seemed to negate the need for any conversation. Bon Bon was sticking even closer to Sam whilst Lyra walked happily along close to Bon Bon's other side.

A thin veil of restraint allowed them to keep hands and hooves off each other long enough to get home again.

Bon Bon paused in front of them when they finally reached the darkened landing. She glanced back at the pair before wordlessly turning to lead them back to her room, as was traditional considering she was the one intending to bed them and not the other way around.

Sam and Lyra hung back at the threshold as Bon Bon entered and strode up to her bed. She then slipped up and onto it before laying slowly down on her side, letting her dress ride up to expose her flank in the process. The only illumination was from the shaft of moonlight pouring in through the window, which had the effect of casting the cream colored mare into an almost ethereal white glow.

“I’m here for you…” she finally said, her features flushed once more, “...If you’ll have me.”

The next few moments went by in a haze of disrobing and mashed lips as Bon Bon found herself desperately kissing her lovers. She rhythmically switched between Lyra and Sam, giving each time to pause and cast free their clothes whilst the one whose tongue she had in her mouth kept their hands or hooves roaming her form, slipping her own dress off in the process. She became painfully aware of the way her tail was raised behind her, unable to lower thanks to the confines of the lingerie she was wearing.

At some point, Lyra had used her mouth to slip Bon Bon free of her stockings. The unicorn made no move however to unclad her rear, and instead started mewling happily as she nuzzled her covered marehood. The pressure and silky caresses sent bolts of pleasure up her form. The next thing Sam knew, Bon Bon had wrapped her forelegs around his legs and then proceeded to flip him onto his backside, exposing his arousal to her lustful gaze.

Bon Bon leaned in, staring with her mouth slightly ajar. She then glanced up to stare into the blue pools of Sam’s eyes before leaning in and engulfing the tip in her mouth. She found the way his eyes widened in sudden pleasure and he bit his lip to be extremely satisfying.

Bon Bon held him firm and still as she began sucking wantonly on his erect sex, revelling in the feeling of control she had in that instant. She was tempted to keep going; to fellate him until he had no other choice but to fill her maw directly with his rich seed. She reigned in that temptation however, pulling back a moment later to stare up at him with a silent, almost nervous request in her eyes.

“Now?” He asked quietly.

Bon Bon nodded and then shuffled back to turn about. Lyra took the hint and moved to one side. The earth mare paused alongside the unicorn and cradled her face in one forehoof. The mares leaned into one another, tongues meeting as their lips became sealed together once more.

Bon Bon braced her hind legs in the meanwhile, wiggling her rump back invitingly until she felt the pressure from the underside of Sam’s arousal press into her through the silk of her thong. She let their mutual arousal build as she rubbed herself slowly up and down against him, shivering as the swollen tip nudged her engorged clit through the silk, all the while she kissed Lyra with more and more heated passion, roaming her form with her hooves, teasing at her engorged nipples and the base of her horn.

Bon Bon wanted Sam to finish disrobing her, and the earth pony let out a hum of satisfaction when she felt him grip her thong in his hands. To her surprise though, all she felt him do instead was tug the material and pull it aside slightly, just enough to expose her whilst still technically leaving her partly clothed. The added strain on the fabric tugged her tail higher and squeezed even firmer about the base.

“I didn’t know you wore things like this…” said Sam quietly.

Bon Bon whimpered as she felt him tease the bulbous head of his member up and down her glistening outer lips, which she could feel were winking repeatedly by that point, “I...I’ve never worn anything like this before. A-are you sure you wouldn’t like to take- eek!” Bon Bon squeaked in surprise as she suddenly felt him apply pressure to her taut marehood, the thick head pressing inwards. She wanted to look nervously back, only for Lyra to hug her arms about her and hush her gently.

Bon Bon bit her bottom lip as she felt her nether lips get forced apart by the intruder, aided in it’s penetration by her own saliva. She whimpered still as her marehood inevitably yielded in full and she felt the head slip through her slick inner lips, which then quickly sealed themselves about the head of her lover’s member, securing him within her and leaving her with no other resistance now to stop the thickness of his sex as it began sliding into her depths.

The earth mare gritted her teeth slightly as her inner walls expanded and spasmed about the head of the manhood within her. She found herself being stretched to the brim, the sensation stopping just perfectly short of it actually being uncomfortable.

“Are you okay, Bon Bon?” Came Sam’s voice from up behind her. His palm was gently stroking her rump, the other caressing her back for reassurance.

Bon Bon nodded sharply, finding it hard to formulate a thought with the sensation of being so filled occupying every corner of her mind, “Ngh, th-that’s...it’s...fine...g-goddess I didn’t know it could feel so big.” she panted, looking up to Lyra with lidded eyes, “How did you take it so easily the first time?”

Lyra chuckled, blushing at the memory, “I was in heat at the time, remember? You know how it is when you’re like that.”

Sam found himself agreeing with Bon Bon. To say she was a snug fit would have been an understatement. The earth mare’s naturally muscular thighs and fuller rump left her feeling that much tighter about him, and Bon Bon let out a shocked gasp of pleasure when he finally yielded to the urge to start slowly thrusting in and out of her.

Bon Bon trembled and grunted as her rapidly lubricating sex quivered about the intruder when it began relentlessly slipping in and out of her. Her powerful inner muscles vainly tried to force out the girth within her, only for it to slide free of it’s own accord before spreading her open again once more. It didn’t help that the angle and size of the member within her was relentlessly stroking off against her g-spot also with every stroke.

Bon Bon, through her lust, finally turned her attention back to Lyra several moments later, rolling the unprepared unicorn quickly over onto her back against the pillows.

Lyra gave out a questioning, “Huh?” as she found herself sprawled out in surprise, but further words were stolen from her as Bon Bon swiftly dipped her head down between her upturned hind legs and wasted no time in sealing her lips about the unicorn’s visibly aroused sex. Lyra would have bucked her hips had Bon Bon’s grip not been so firm when she suddenly felt her long time friend’s tongue part her nether lips and force its way inside.

Lyra squirmed and gasped as Bon Bon's tongue snaked about her insides, scooping up and tasting her copious amounts of fluids while the earth mare’s nose repeatedly rubbed her engorged clit, “Oh, Bonnie...oh sweet Celestia I’ve missed being with you like this!”

Bon Bon would've vocalised her agreement had her voice not been reduced to little more than moans and gasps by that point. The member within her had already forced her to two relentless orgasms and a third much bigger one was on the horizon and closing fast. This time she wanted Lyra there right along with her. And as lubricated as she was, she couldn’t help but groan loudly into Lyra’s sex as she felt Sam swell up within her, stretching her to the limit.

“You almost there, Sammy?” gasped Lyra from above Bon Bon, her chest heaving as the earth mare’s tongue relentlessly worked her higher, “You going to cum for Bonnie now?”

Sam’s only response was a strained hum of agreement, too focused he was now on his task. He was holding out as it was, and he didn’t want this to end without Lyra getting off once and Bon Bon getting what he would class as a ‘big finish’.

Lyra’s moaning grew louder, as did her vocal tirade, “Give it to her, Sam…! Make her your mare now!” she whimpered then, her forehooves gripping her chest, “Oh, right there...So...uh...close!”

Bon Bon let out a muffled squeal of agreement. She was seconds away and she could feel Sam starting to twitch within her. Her marehood was milking him for all it was worth, desperately trying to trigger an orgasm and so get flooded with the essence it craved. The earth mare slipped her tongue free of Lyra’s quivering sex and then switched to coiling it around her teased, and now visibly swollen clit, suckling the hood back and forth rapidly over it in the process.

Lyra let out a shriek of surprise as she was forced over the edge, and Bon Bon closed her mouth over her mound again just in time to get a mouthful of the unicorn’s sweet ejaculate as she climaxed against her. Bon Bon then forced her tongue back in, allowing the gushes of lubricant to coat her tastebuds as she swallowed hungrily while also forcing the unicorn to ride out her orgasm for as long as possible under the extra stimulation.

Sam gripped hold of Bon Bon’s shoulders for leverage and buried himself in as deeply as possible with his next thrust. The sight of Lyra losing herself so completely was far more than he could take as his member twitched once as it swelled up with his essence. The next pulse ejaculated a thick jet of his seed deep into the earth mare’s suckling depths.

Bon Bon arched her back and let out a shuddering cry as she felt the first blast of hot semen coat her insides, and even through his orgasm Sam didn’t stop moving within her. She felt his thrusts become more and more slick with each pulse of semen as it shot out to coat her womb. Meanwhile, her marehood was doing it’s very best to milk him dry and coax him for every last drop he had. Time seemed to stand still, and their mutual climax felt drawn out for a sweet, blissful eternity. Bon Bon wasn’t sure at what point Lyra had leaned down to thrust her tongue back into her mouth, but she wasn’t about to object.

A little while later, Bon Bon was kissing her human lover in a daze, propped up in his lap with her forehooves draped around his neck, savouring the feel of his semi-hard member still snug within her.

“Was that okay?” whispered Sam after an indeterminate amount of time, his fingers idly drifting through her mane.

Bon Bon just stared back into his eyes and smiled. Nodding once. She actually felt 'okay' to be an insult to how she felt right then, but she was far too content to speak. Her eyes then drifted down to Lyra, who was curled up happily around them and already snoozing off into dreamland.

“Thank you…” she finally opted to whisper, humming happily as she felt him swell briefly under her occasional shifting and gentle massages.

Sam smiled, “What for?”

“For letting me in.”

Sam cocked his head, “Into what?”

“Into your herd, silly.”

Sam blinked, “Is that what we are now?”

“Yup.” came Lyra’s voice, not opting to open her eyes, though her tail did swish back and forth briefly at the thought, and she gave a dreamy sigh of, “herd now..." before drifting off again.

“Yes,” sighed Bon Bon, briefly glancing at the unicorn and back, “That’s what we are.”

Sam shook his head and nuzzled her briefly, “If that’s the case...it’s not like you need to thank me for ‘letting you in’.”

Bon Bon titled her head curiously, “What do you mean?”

Sam responded by gently stroking her mane again and adjusting his hips to softly thrust back up into her, eliciting a silent gasp from the mare, “Because you were already in...I guess it just took you to show it to us.” He leaned in then to join his lips again to hers briefly before pulling back, “Thank you, Bon Bon…”

Bon Bon felt her eyes moisten up slightly and she leaned in to kiss him back, “Then I guess you’re welcome…”

“May I be permitted to show you my gratitude?” he murmured.

Bon Bon’s deepening breaths tuned to light gasps as they to slowly and quietly began to make love once more, “I sense that it’s going to be a long night…”

The end…for real this time...

Author's Note

And I just realised the 'bonus chapters' are probably about the length of the main story now or longer. Oh well, never mind. I hope you enjoyed my little dip into the Gentlemanverse. There are a lot of other stories set within it out there and I urge you to check them out too. As I say, love it or hated it, let me know final thoughts either way down below. Well...I suppose that's that then. Sorry it took so long to finish but what's done is done. My next planned story is in another HiE tale, in that case an AU fic set in the xeno 'verse involving Tree Hugger, which should be a chuckle to get done, look out for that. Until then, I bid thee adieu...