A Human in Equestria?!

Lyra chewed on the end of her quill slowly. Already, the feathered tip was ruined, chewed to pieces. A piece of paper levitating in front of her nose showing a picture of a human.

They were her creation. Her fantasy. And yet, why did she feel as though what had happened had been real? It was hazy and hard to remember, disjointed and alien, but it felt tangible. There were too many small nuances for it to be just a dream. She could remember the sensations of the fingers inside her, wiggling against her eager depths.

The young unicorn squirmed slightly in place at the memories, giving a faint shudder. If she kept letting her mind wander like that, she’d end up making a mess of the couch.

It had only been two nights since the encounter, and she had taken to sleeping on the couch. It was comfortable, she told Bonbon. But secretly, she was hoping for another dream encounter with the human. Maybe it was just a fantasy. But every time she tried to sleep on the couch, she felt her heart racing. She had managed to masturbate to a rather good orgasm just with the sheer anticipation of the possibility of the human showing up again. The entire time, she had been fantasizing about what it would feel like to have that finger inside her again. So slim and cylindrical...and yet so flexible! The memories of how it moved and twisted inside her were enough to make her squirm.

Lyra set aside the quill and piece of parchment on the coffee table, and then splayed herself unceremoniously across the couch. Her legs were all akimbo, splayed out in a pose that Bonbon would have no qualms about taking advantage of if she were to come downstairs, almost as though in invitation. It made Lyra’s cheeks flush to fantasize about her human coming into the room and catching sight of her spread out like that in invitation as the first glance of her that he saw.

At some point, her fantasies of humans became dreams, because her eyes were suddenly blinking open, and she lifted her head.

The human was there!

His rather round face was visible in the darkness at the end of the couch, watching her.

Lyra would have been mildly creeped out if it wasn’t for the fact that she’d been waiting for this for a full two days!

“You’re back!” she whispered breathlessly, sitting up a little bit and staring at him.

The human nodded, green eyes glimmering in the darkness, a hand lifting to splay across her stomach, fingertips beginning to slowly knead at her flesh.

Lyra shuddered in delight, lifting a hoof to rest on the back of his hand, breathing a soft hiss of delight. “Yesssssss!”

A grin seemed to flit across the humans face, and he gently rubbed his palm against her stomach slowly, before removing his hand and moving around to sit on the couch next to her.

Lyra automatically shuffled away a little bit to give him the correct amount of room, before pressing close again, laying her hooves over his legs and rubbing her cheek against his shoulder, staring up at him. Her voice was breathless, trembling slightly as she said; “Play with my mane...”

The human seemed to consider her desire for a moment, before lifting his hand to lay against her mane, fingers digging into the green and white strands, beginning to slowly trail down the length of her mane.

A soft, breathy sigh of delight left the unicorn as she focused on the sensation of the fingers working down the length of her mane. The fingers were so smooth, so delicate. They were dextrous and firm, but oh-so-gentle. She looked down at her hooves and felt that they were inadequate next to these wonderful instruments of pleasure. Just having them running through her mane was heaven.

But naturally, Lyra’s mind wandered to other things those lovely fingers could do. But she felt so crass just demanding that the human use those wonderful digits on her again. She felt selfish. After all, all she did was just lay there while he worked his magic.

The unicorn’s gaze shifted downwards, and from her angle, basically half-in the humans lap, she could see his equipment as it were. It was much like a stallions, really. A long tube of flesh, covered in wrinkled skin, with two hanging testicles at the base of it. It wasn’t as though Lyra had seen too many stallions like this before. But before she decided that she liked mares better, she had experimented with a stallion or two.

Would it be worth it for her to fool with the humans equipment to get those lovely fingers inside her again? Definitely!

Her gaze shifted to peer up into the humans eyes, and she felt her cheeks warming at what she was about to suggest. Her voice was tentative, her tone soft as she murmured; “I’ll please you...but...Your finger. I want it inside me again.”

The human looked down at her, and his head canted to the side slightly, before he nodded down at her and grinned.

An eager sound left the Unicorn, and she nuzzled gently at the humans stomach, quivering slightly in anticipation.

The hand slipped from her mane, down her back, slowly, trailing down her spine. A low sound left Lyra’s throat as she enjoyed the simple touches of fingertips along her back, her tail flicking once, curling to the side a little to give the human better access when he got where he was going.

Lyra’s gaze once more fixed on the humans equipment, and she snuffled a laugh at the size of it. It was a good thing humans had fingers, because with something that size, they needed fingers to make up!

Suppressing a giggle, she leaned in close and gently nuzzled against the small thing, letting her lips brush along it. It was very much like a stallions, especially in its feel. All soft and pliable on the outside, but hard as rock beneath. She could even feel the faint throb of a heartbeat in it, just like with a powerful stallions.

The hand slipped teasingly to the base of her tail, and Lyra automatically raised her hips a little bit, straightening her hindlegs eagerly in anticipation, squaring her stance. She felt her breathing increase in intensity as she felt those fingertips teasing so close against her, and she nuzzled against the odd length of flesh in front of her encouragingly.

“Please...” Lyra whimpered up to the human, her ears splaying backward, squeezing his thigh with a hoof in entreaty. “I need it.”

The human seemed to grin at that, and then the fingertips suddenly found her sex, making her tense and quiver in surprise and delight. A hot exhalation left her, and she stiffened slightly to better enjoy the sensations of the fingers playing across her outer lips, rubbing her cheek against the stiffened flesh of the human.

“Yesss...” she breathed against him, staring up at him with eager eyes. “Put one inside, please.”

A gasp and shudder left the unicorn as her request was granted immediately, a fingertip worming inside of her body quite suddenly, spreading her open around it.

Lyra’s teeth grit heavily and she squirmed slightly, her rump swaying back and forth as her weight shifted from hoof to hoof, her forehooves squeezing at the humans legs earnestly. A whimper of delight left her as she asked breathlessly, “Yesss...deeper?”

Wordlessly, the human pressed his finger deeper, sinking it right until her until she felt the palm against the outer lips of her sex. Her moistness was growing, beginning to drool out from around the embedded finger. And then the special thing happened!

Even as one of the fingers was buried inside her, wiggling around gently, teasing her inner depths in ways nothing else ever could, the shortest finger, flat and blunt, pressed against her clit. Her eyes widened as she felt it, and she gave a breathless squeak, staring up at the human even as he began to move the digit against her clit while working the one inside her back and forth.

Lyra buried her muzzle in his thigh with a tremulous cry of surprise and delight, resisting the urge to bite down as the flat digit rubbed and pressed hard against her clit over and over again, making her arch and give muffled squeals.

The young unicorn whimpered in delight, her ears pinned back and tail swishing back and forth for a moment, staring up at the human breathlessly, her chest heaving with her harsh breathing. With a shudder, she shifted and stared down at the humans aroused flesh with lust-glazed eyes. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth, and buried her lips right to the very base of the stiffened equipment..

Unlike the few stallions she’d experimented with, Lyra could get all of the humans equipments in her mouth, right to the very base. It almost made her gag with the depths it reached. It almost ended up down her throat! But it was just not quite long enough to reach that far, the tip of it sitting on the very back of her tongue. Unlike a stallions, it wasn’t so thick, and therefore, was quite easy to get into her maw.

The fingers faltered against and inside her, and she grinned around her mouthful, staring up into the humans eyes for a long moment, breathing hard through her nose, before steadying herself, and then beginning to gently suckle and bob her head slowly. Her eyes closed, and she worked her head slowly from side-to-side, giving as much gentle friction as she could manage.

From the suppressed hiss that left the human, she gauged that she was doing a good job. Grinning, she slipped her head back to the tip, and closed her lips over the tip of the flesh, suckling firmly and flicking her tongue slowly from side-to-side over it, grinning all the while. Apparently, from what her stallion friends had told her, she was very good at this. Bonbon never complained, either. But with an actual long length of flesh like this, she could really work it. There was just more to play with than a females sex!

The finger began to work into her again, wiggling and rubbing, moving in a circular motion, and Lyra’s suckling faltered for a moment as she quivered. Her eyes closed, and she whimpered in delight around the male flesh in her maw, beginning to bob her head in earnest, as though she could encourage the human to use his fingers on her more firmly with her motions.

It seemed to work, as the human pressed a second finger against her.

Lyra’s eyes widened, and she squeaked, giving a shudder as she felt the second fingertip beginning to sink into her body, stretching her open even further, before they both began to move! A heated cry of delight left the young unicorn, and she panted heavily around the member in her maw, before closing her mouth on it properly once more and beginning to bob her head more firmly, suckling and flicking her tongue across the tip in earnest.

The unicorn could feel the pulsing in the member becoming more urgent and intense, and she knew what it meant from her limited experience.

A heated cry was muffled around the member as she felt that blunt digit against her clit, and she again resisted the urge to bite down. But this time, she couldn’t stop the breathless whimpers of delight and heated shudders rolling throughout her form. Her back arched a little bit as her insides clenched and squeezed heavily around the two fingers inside her, clenching in rhythmic, lustful contractions as the young unicorn climaxed roughly around his fingers.

Lyra felt the flesh in her mouth throb and jerk, and she tried to draw back, but found herself too lost to her orgasm. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the fingers worked in and out of her, the thumb rubbing at her clit sending shocks of pleasure down her form each time. She felt the flesh tense and jerk once or twice, and then suddenly, the hot taste of her humans completion was washing over her tongue.

The unicorn wasn’t prepared for it, but took it as best as she could, swallowing reflexively as the bursts spilled into the back of her maw, her hooves squeezing at his thigh reflexively as she muffled a cry of surprise around the pulsing member. Burst after burst of the mess spilled across her tongue and coated the inside of her muzzle in his gooey essence, flooding her senses with his taste.

Panting hard, Lyra pulled back with a gasp, wearing a line of white goo across her nose for her troubles. A low shudder left her, and she panted hard, mouth parted slightly and tonguetip poking out just a little bit, white with his mess.

The human grinned down at her, winded and panting, trying to catch his breath. He leaned in, slipping his hand from behind her and inspecting the wetness that coated his fingers.

Lyra gripped his wrist in her hooves, and then pulled his fingers to her muzzle, drawing one into her muzzle and suckling around it heatedly, cleaning it of her own fluids while staring into her humans eyes. She drew back, and then cleaned the second finger with long, slow sweeps of her tongue, maintaining lustful eye contact.

Once she was done cleaning him, the unicorn let his hand drop, and then laid her head on the humans thigh, peering up at him. She breathed a gentle request, “You need to come to me more often...”

The human nodded down at her, smiling, lifting his clean hand to gently trail through her mane.

“Tomorrow...” she breathed, peering up at him eagerly. “I want you tomorrow. I want you and those lovely fingers...”

A smile was her only response, and she gave a content sigh, laying down properly and squeezing his thigh with her hooves again, closing her eyes.

Before she knew it, Lyra was asleep.