Steamed Glass

by Twyla In Wonderland

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Original Character, Equestria Girls, Sex
Length: 2047

Twyla is expecting to have a quiet night in, until she gets a visit from her crush.

Twyla is expecting to have a quiet night in, until she gets a visit from her crush.

Edited and Proofread by: VitalSpark

Published 2015-11-23 04:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-23 04:50:02 UTC

A Steamy Night

Twyla smiled and closed the book she was reading, the night had been perfect. Her parents, Big Mac and Marble, were out for the night and her pet dog, Winona III, was at a friend’s house. The night didn't seem like it would disappoint her. The peace and quiet were a nice change from, "Twyla, get off your fat ass and clean the kitchen!" or "walk the dog!"

She got up from her seat and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the taps and got undressed. She lifted up her top and threw it to the side. She took her pants off and used her foot to kick them to the same side as the top. Twyla unclipped her bra and let her breasts loose.

The phone rang. She turned off the bath and walked into her bedroom to answer it.

"Hiya," she started.

"Hi, Twyla," the person on the other side said.

Twyla smiled. "Hi, Moonlight, what's up?"

"Can I come over?"

Her heart stopped. Did Moonlight just ask her if she could come over? While she was home alone? She left her hanging for a full minute.

"Twyla? Are you… are you still there?"

"Oh… yeah… of course, you can. I'll unlock the door — just let yourself in. I'm going to have a bath so I can't answer the door."

"See you soon." Moonlight hung up.

Twyla smiled to herself. She walked out of her bedroom and down the corridor. She unlocked the front door and made her way back to the bathroom. Steam rose from the tub so she wasted no time in, closing the door and climbing straight in. Her usually blonde, wavy hair straightened out and became darker due to the water. She relaxed and let her body lie still. Her heart melted as she thought of Moonlight; this made her smile. She had had a crush on her since seventh grade — she had told her two years ago that she liked her. Twyla let her eyes close.

Without her noticing, the front door opened and closed. A gust of wind blew open the bathroom door.

Moonlight was in Twyla's living room. The window steamed up, which made her curious. She wiped her shoes on the mat and took them off, placing them to one side. She took her jacket off and placed it on the kitchen counter. She walked further in and began looking for her friend. Moonlight looked everywhere but soon stopped in her tracks. The bathroom door was wide open and she had a clear view of Twyla, her eyes closed and she was smiling. Moonlight walked in and closed the door behind her silently.

Twyla was deep in thought, still thinking of her crush. Should I try to make a move? No, Moonlight would hate me if I even st—

Her eyes shot open; the bath water moved. Her vision focused on the girl in front of her. Her hair was a mixture of black and red. Here eyes were bright blue. She had a well-shaped form for someone who’d just left college.

"M-Moonlight!" Twyla shouted, sitting up and covering herself. "What on earth are you doing?!"

Moonlight's breasts were in Twyla’s face. Twyla blushed a deep red, hoping that this was just a dream. Moonlight had broken Twyla's thought by getting into the bath with her. She smiled at her and leaned into whispers into her ear. "Don't worry, I just thought I’d join you. Relax and turn around."

Twyla was shocked, and wondered what was going through Moonlight's head, but she listened to her, awkwardly shuffling around in the bath so that her back was to Moonlight. Moonlight began slowly rubbing her back, but this wasn't enough to satisfy her and she soon stopped. Moonlight leaned down and started planting kisses along Twyla’s neck.

Moonlight stopped kissing Twyla and spun her around so they swapped places.

"W-What about Rumble?" Twyla asked. Rumble was Moonlight’s on-again-off-again boyfriend.

"Who cares? All I want is you. Ever since you've told me you liked me, I've always wanted to, um, how should I put this… destroy your body. Well, I wanted you to destroy my body first anyways." With that, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Twyla's. Her tongue brushed gently over Twyla's upper lip, and Twyla opened her mouth to let it inside. They kissed passionately, exploring each other's mouths with eager tongues.

It took Twyla’s breath away, quite literally. She pulled away to take a breather. "Wow, are you trying to kill me?" she asked in a sarcastic tone before smiling.

Moonlight smiled at her. "I'll let you off. Isn't this your-your first kiss?" Twyla nodded and Moonlight winked. "Let's make this the best." She leaned in again, this time without Twyla breathing in. The hot water began to sway and gently slapped against their bare skin, making it go a bit red due to the heat.

Moonlight placed her hands against Twyla's hips, and Twyla wrapped her arms around her neck.

After minutes of intense kissing, Moonlight pulled away. "You look beautiful with your hair down. You should have it like that more often." She pushed a strand of hair away.

Twyla's cheeks flushed a deep red. "Can we take this further?" Twyla asked with a hint of embarrassment in her voice.

"If you want to, we will." She flashed her bright blue eyes at Twyla.

Twyla nodded.

"Then take the lead. If you want, take it slow. Pick up the pace when you're ready."

Twyla stroked her cheek and kissed her lips. Their lips moved in time with each other and she raised her hands up to Moonlight’s hair, tangling her fingers in it. Her other hand pulled up to Moonlight’s face and cupped her cheek in her hand. This had to be a dream; no way would Moonlight ever commit to this; would Rumble kill her? Twyla didn’t care about that now — all she cared about was pleasuring Moonlight, the one whom she loved.

Twyla gently bit Moonlight’s lip.

Moonlight moaned into her mouth as Twyla grabbed her breast and cupped it. Moonlight gasped then smiled, pulling away from their kiss. "Squeeze it!" she said and Twyla obeyed, giving her boob a playful squeeze.

Moonlight moaned as Twyla moved her hand down between her thighs. She used her thumb to rub Moonlight’s clit, prompting a loud gasp.

They were interrupted by Moonlight's phone going off. Twyla stopped. "Do you want to answer that?" she asked.

Moonlight shook her head, "I-It's only Rumble's ringtone, continue, p-please," she panted.

Twyla began using her fingers to rub Moonlight’s lower lips. Moonlight gasped. "Deeper," she said as Twyla slid her finger into her.

Then they heard the door slam shut and a shout. "Twyla are you in the bath!" Twyla's dad called.

"Yeah!" she said, as Moonlight covered her mouth. "What about Moonlight? Ah see her coat and shoes here!" he shouted.

"She's in here with me!"

"In the bath!?"

"No, in the bathroom!" Twyla shouted back down. Her fingers were still inside Moonlight, still slowly moving as the girl quietly moaned into her hand.

"Ahm going back out soon — Ah just forgot the apples to take to Aunt Pinkie's. Don't stay up too long!" With that, they heard the door once again.

Moonlight uncovered her mouth. "That was close."

Twyla smiled at her response and resumed pleasuring her. Moving her fingers a lot faster than before. Moonlight arched her back as her breath quickened. Her head began to beat faster with every second of Twyla plowing her with her fingers.

She could tell that Moonlight was close now, so she pulled her fingers out of her, drenched with her juices. Moonlight straightened her back to get into a comfortable position, then out of nowhere Twyla lowered her head and placed it between Moonlight’s thighs, wrapping her arms around her legs to give her support. Twyla began using her tongue and licked her inner thigh eventually going inside of her. She could feel Moonlight tightening up as Twyla's wet tongue entered her.

The sudden shock of pleasure surprised Moonlight. She gritted her teeth and grabbed hold of the edge of the bathtub, clenching her fist around it so tight it made her knuckles go white. She grunted and moaned trying to hold back her incoming climax. Moonlight's back arched as she grabbed Twyla's head and forced her deeper. Twyla took it as a good sign and thrust her tongue deeper inside. Moonlight screamed. Her muscles tightened up as she came, filling Twyla's mouth. The scent of sweat filled the room.

Twyla raised her head as she wiped all excess liquid away. "I guess you enjoyed that," she asked.

Moonlight nodded slowly, still catching her breath.

Twyla smiled, licking her lips. "That was incredible."

"You have to let me repay you," Moonlight said as Twyla looked at her with uncertainty.

"W-What?" Twyla stammered.

"Let. Me. Repay. You." She broke the words down. "What is your fantasy… like, what have you always dreamed of?"

"Well…" Twyla scooted over to whisper into her ear.

Moonlight smiled, she lifted her knees up and let Twyla lie across them. "You've been a naughty little girl now, haven't you." Moonlight smiled as Twyla tensed her body.

"P-Please don't," she pleaded.

Moonlight shook her head. "Fantasizing about me is bad, especially since I have a boyfriend."

"Don't sp-spank m-me," she struggled to say.

Moonlight laughed. "You need to be taught a lesson." While saying that she raised her hand and brought it down, colliding with Twyla’s backside.

Twyla let out a loud moan. "Harder!" she blurted.

Moonlight raised her hand back into the air and brought it back down. A bright red mark the shape of Moonlight’s hand appeared on her ass. She repeated this several times, getting harder and harder, each impact of skin against skin making a slapping sound that echoed around the tiled room until Twyla’s nether regions were soaking, and not due to the water in the bath.

"Enjoying this?"

Twyla nodded as Moonlight lifted her right hand to her mouth. Moonlight licked her fingers and then rubbed them against Twyla's pussy. The girl emitted a loud moan. Moonlight knew Twyla was enjoying this so she thrust her fingers deeper, her free hand grasping her breast. Moonlight soon found herself in a pattern of in and out and she enjoyed every minute of it.

She could tell Twyla was enjoying it as well. The occasional cute little moan made Moonlight smile. Now the only noise coming from the room were water splashing the sides of the bath and quiet moans. Twyla’s whole body shook as Moonlight continued to thrust her finger inside her.

After a while, Twyla moaned loudly, reaching her peak. Twyla's vagina contracted around Moonlight's fingers, and Moonlight squeezed her breast hard, driving Twyla over the edge. She shot cum all over Moonlight’s fingers. Moonlight felt Twyla go limp in her grasp. She patted her back and removed her fingers, giving them a lick clean.

"Enjoy that?" Moonlight asked.

Twyla slowly nodded.

"Are you in pain?"

She nodded again.

Moonlight gasped. "Oh, did I hurt you?"

Twyla nodded again.

"I'm sorry. You just asked me to spank you with a little bit of role playing, then you said harder. I did—"

She was cut off by lips smashing against her own. Twyla sat on her lap and began lapping her kisses.

Twyla pulled away after a minute. "Of course, it hurt. I asked you to hit me." She kissed her again. "It turns me on." She gave her a toothy smile.

"Can we get out of the bath now? It was a great experience, but now I'm a bit uncomfortable." Moonlight asked.

Twyla nodded. "Is it because I’m sat on your knee?"

Moonlight nodded and Twyla lifted herself, helping Moonlight up.

Moonlight got out first then helped Twyla. She unplugged the plug and they each wrapped a towel around themselves. After 10 minutes of getting dry and changed, they were both laying down together in the bedroom, Twyla's head on Moonlight’s chest while Moonlight's arm was wrapped around her. Then Moonlight’s phone went off again.

"You wanna get that?" Twyla asked.

Moonlight gave a soft laugh. "It's only Rumble."