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                 Once Upon A Summer Sunset                 
                       -by Primrose-                       
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                   Chapter 1: Heat Wave                    
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Chapter 1: Heat Wave
“You’ve got a problem, son.” Talan’s father said, his tone clearly angry. “I don’t know when this started, but if you don’t shape up soon you’ll be going to a therapist.”
Talan rolled his eyes at the computer screen. “Oh yeah, Dad. You don’t think doing your parenting from an internet video chat has anything to do with this?”
Talan’s father frowned, “I know... I haven’t been there. But this comes with the territory of the business. I have to coordinate the private contractors over here. Your mother is equally busy.”
“I hope you haven’t told her about my appearance...” Talan said, rubbing his lower jaw and nose. “That would only complicate things further.”
“Are you kidding?” his father asked, almost with a hint of laughter. “She’d skin both of us alive. No, she doesn’t know. But that doesn’t change things. What’s going on over there? Why are you fighting so much now? You’ve never been violent before.”
“I’m not violent now, dad...” Talan hissed. “You and mom said it would be good if I knew how to defend myself. So I have been, it’s just sometimes I slip up. Don’t worry about it.”
“No,” Talan’s father said, sitting up in his seat. “I am worried. We’re past that now. Regardless of what your three girlfriends said, and what happened when they left, if this keeps up you’re going for anger management.”
“I don’t need anger management!!!” Talan shouted, standing up from the large chair.
Talan’s father raised an eyebrow and shook his head, “I rest my case.”
Talan fumed, he sat down and tapped his finger impatiently, “Anything else father?”
“How’s the jeep treating you?”
“It’s alright, thanks for going in on it with me. It makes taking care of the house easier. And if Sunset needs a ride some place I can take her, or she can take it herself.”
“You trust her with your car?” his father asked with laugh.
Talan shrugged, “She’s not from around here, true. But she can drive well enough. Mostly it’s me, though. She likes to walk places. Enjoys the fresh air.”
“It’s not exactly fresh though, is it?”
“No, it’s not.” Talan said. “The heat is awful, the worst it’s been in a long time. Hopefully that changes soon.”
“Yeah,” his father said. “How’s your little business?”
Talan smiled, the first time in the whole conversation, “It’s going great! I’ve got a few clients already. Thanks for giving me some names to call. I just hope it’s not all because of you and your influence.”
Talan’s father shook his head, “I only helped you get your foot in the door. The rest if up to you. Remember, be professional and respectful. You know what to do.”
“Yeah, thanks dad...” Talan said. “And... about that trip...”
Talan’s father rubbed his head, “You call me if it actually happens, then we’ll talk. For now I’m on board. I see it as  an experience. However I’m only on board because I know you’ll be mature and won’t get into trouble. And these girls?”
“You’ve met them,” Talan said, referring to the brief time his parents returned. “What do you think?”
“I think Babs and Alyssa are wonderful girls, your mother is less impressed...”
“Surprise surprise...” Talan groaned.
“Well,” his father began, “I’ve known girls like them before.”
“Dad... your stories? Spare me.” Talan said with a chuckle.
“Hey! I was young once, too. Just be careful. You may be mature, and they might be as well. But mature people can still make dumb decisions. As for the trip itself. If and when it happens, we’ll discuss it. Til then, I have to go.”
“Alright, dad. Love you.”
“Love you too, son.”
Talan closed the chat window and leaned back in his father’s office chair with a yawn. He opened his eyes and groaned.
“What?”
“I heard you shout, then I heard you mention me...”
“Yeah... so what?” Talan asked, a grin on his face.
“What were you talking about?”
“Don’t be so nosey, Shimmer...” Talan said while getting up and walking over to her.
Sunset was wearing her usual summer wear. A short, loose skirt and a purple top. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had her arms crossed beneath her breasts.
“I’m not a bad driver, Talan...” Sunset said.
Talan walked past her snickered, “Well... bad isn’t the word I’d use, that’s true...”
He felt a sharp pain as his ear was yanked backward. He landed in a headlock, his face smushed against Sunset’s chest.
“Maybe if you gave me more lessons...” she cooed.
Talan pushed against her stomach, still shocked by her firm abs, “What’s a pony need to drive for anyway? Let me go!”
“Your dad was right,” she giggled, “You do have anger issues!”
Talan had enough. He pulled them both away from the wall and lifted Sunset up. She let out an eep as he ran across the room and dumped her on the couch, landing on top of her.
“Oh my...” Sunset said with a grin while biting her lip. “Is this what you do with your girlfriends?”
Talan rubbed his head and got off her, “I wish... if they were even here.”
Sunset sat up and pulled Talan back down and into her lap. She held him there and squeezed him affectionately. “I know... I feel bad they have to be gone so long.”
Talan settled into her embrace and smiled. Sunset was another tall girl, he seemed to have a lot of those in his life lately. But for as many as there were, they weren’t around now.
The three Sirens he befriended, the ones who changed his life forever, the ones he could honestly say he loved. They had left and returned home about a month ago. Meanwhile, his friends Babs and Alyssa had recently gone on vacation together. Some sort of camp thing in South America. However, they claimed they’d be back soon, and when they got back they’d take Talan to New York City. A trip Alyssa had mentioned a few times early this summer.
Talan slid down, allowing him to look up at Sunset, “I’m just glad you’re here. It’s been nice talking and spending time with you. Equestria sounds amazing.”
Sunset smiled and moved her hand, forming a magical field around Talan. She lifted him up and sat him next to her. “Yeah, it is... trust me.” she said with a smile.
Talan heard all sorts of stories about the princesses, and her friend Twilight. He heard about the world and the other ponies that lived there. The pegasi sounded particularly interesting. Building cities made of clouds? But that wasn’t even the coolest part. No, the coolest thing by far were the dragons. Talan had listened in awe as Sunset told some stories about them. Hearing about it just seemed... right. It was strange.
“Well, I’d better get ready,” Talan said while getting up and stretching.
“You have a client today?” Sunset asked.
“Yeah, on the other side of town up the mountain,” he replied. “I think they live on the terraces. There are some nice houses there.”
“Kinda like this neighborhood?” she asked.
“Eh, kinda...” Talan answered. “The homes are about the same size, but they’re isolated, spaced out from one another. I’ve been there a few times. I’ll let you know more when I get back.”
“Alright,” Sunset replied. “I’ll be here.”
Talan went upstairs to get changed. He put on a nice pair of cargo shorts and a collared shirt. A sort of casual yet somewhat professional attire. He grabbed his tools and set off to the job site.
Talan reviewed the events of the past few months in his head while driving. He always had time to do it when on the road. Adagio, Aria, and Sonata... he missed them. Talan dreamed of Adagio often, her smooth scales and tentacles wrapped around him. Her soft as silk voice. To think she sang for him, and just him. Aria had taught him to never be afraid of anything, and face his problems head on when the occasion called for it. Advice he was taking seriously when it came to his old enemy Davis. And... Sonata. The charming siren who started it all. He regretted not hearing her sing more. She was the one who helped him befriend the rest. When Adagio tried to hurt him, she was the one who saved his life.
Stopped at a red light, Talan was shaken from his reverie when the GPS told him to turn right. He could think about them later, and he knew he would. However, for now he had to concentrate on finding this house. It was located on the upper terraces of Gilded Vale. A nice neighborhood, but on the other side of the small city where they lived. A couple weeks ago, Talan had approached his mother and father with an idea. He knew that he would need to start making money again soon. Despite his wealth, Talan knew not to expect too much money from his parents. Afterall, most of the things Talan owned were the result of his own spending money.
Talan knew he would need more money to support his new interests, that being Babs and Alyssa mainly. To have fun with them, he needed some disposable cash. So, to that end, he went to his father with an idea to start his own business. His mother laughed at it, naturally. She wasn’t mean about it, just very condescending. She thought it was cute. However his father took him seriously and heard him out. Talan knew he would, being a smart businessman. It was quite simple. Talan had developed skills with machines, computers, and electronics over the years. Both on his own, and during some classes. He knew how to create a website for it, and wanted to know where to put ads in the papers. His services would include setting up equipment, repairing them, updating them, and building them. It wasn’t anything complex or guaranteed to make him a ton of money, but it was something.
Talan told his father it would give him driving and map experience, plus he didn’t want to go back to working retail or at the country club. Talan’s father took to the idea immediately, much to the chagrin of his mother. With his help, he was able to create good ads that netted him a few client's immediately. Now all he had to do was follow through with them.
Talan drove up the switchback road on the mountain and admired the scenery. It really was a picturesque place. Having taken him at least an hour to get here, he hoped the client would be home. As he rounded another bend and ascended further, Talan noticed the terraces were carved so deeply that they allowed for small backyards. Very interesting.
Eventually Talan arrived at the residence and checked the address. This was it. The home was average in size, at least for this neighborhood. Quite a bit smaller than his own, but that was to be expected. Lush flowers and hedges lined the sidewalk approaching the front door. When Talan stepped forward and rang the doorbell, he looked down and saw the welcome mat. It surely said welcome, but not in any language he knew.
Slowly the door opened and Talan’s eyes went wide.
“Oh you must be the tech boy, come to help me with my toys?”
“Uhh... yeah,” Talan said, gripping his bag tightly.
“Well don’t be shy, come in and give them a try.”
Talan walked inside the house and turned around to take in the full picture that was his newest client. And what a breathtaking picture it was.
Standing before him was the curviest woman he’d ever laid eyes on. It was like a model stepped out of a plus size women’s catalog and was smiling down at him. Her frame massive, yet didn’t have that same toned appearance that Alyssa had. Though she was curvy and tall, this woman had Alyssa beat in both areas. Talan guessed she was seven feet tall at the least, but that was due to the shoes she was wearing. They appeared to be some sort of heels, but instead were solid wooden blocks molded sharply into the shape of feet. He guessed they gave her at least three or four inches. Even so, that still made her taller than Alyssa, and brought her to about six foot eight.
Her skin was a soft ebony, which contrasted with her silver hair. Talan couldn’t tell if it was white or silver. The light she was standing in made it hard to tell. Her hourglass figure accentuated her frankly huge chest and hips, and her thighs could be seen beneath her stunning dress. The zebra print style was something Talan had seen before in ads and commercials, but he’d never actually seen people wear it. This woman made it work. In fact, she made everything work. Including Talan’s shaft...
“So...” Talan said while clearing his throat and moving his pack to hide his growing erection. “You have some things for me to look at... Miss?”
“Zecora...” the woman said while walking over to him. “Just like it said on your website.”
“Oh, okay,” Talan said. “Wasn’t sure if that was a first or last name.”
“It’s fine, I do not mind. You may simply call me Zecora, the miss is not necessary. And you are Talan?”
“That’s me, at your service,” he said with a comical bow.
Zecora chuckled and crossed her arms under her breasts, “You are funny, and clever, too. This service is a different way to make money.”
“Yeah,” Talan replied. “I figure it’s better than other things guys my age might end up doing. So, I guess I’d better get started.”
“Yes, of course,” Zecora said while putting on her glasses. “If you’ll follow me.”
Talan allowed Zecora to lead him through the house. The place seemed pretty empty at the moment, she had obviously just moved here. Things were strewn about in several rooms and some appliances were already waiting to be plugged in. It seemed that most of the essentials were here. But Talan had a hard time concentrating on observation when that rippling and bouncy ass was just a few feet in front of him. It practically made his mouth water. Even the curviest of Talan’s friends had nothing on Zecora. She was the quintessential MILF.
“Here, dear boy...” Zecora said while placing a hand on her hip. “This is the most important toy.”
“Ah, a computer, makes sense.” Talan said.
“Indeed, I need it for my work. I’ve placed all the things you should need here. Also, could you move the desk so it’s facing toward the window? I love being kissed by the sun, but not when it keeps work from getting done.”
Talan nodded, he also hated having glare on his screens when trying to work.
“Consider it done, Mis- er.. Zecora.” he said while rubbing his head sheepishly. “And after that?”
Zecora smiled and rubbed his shoulder reassuringly, “I have a laptop and a tablet that need to work, then some other things outside.”
Talan nodded, “I’ll get to work right away.”
“Talan... I’ll be making some food from my homeland soon. Would you like to try some?”
“Uh, sure,” Talan replied with a shrug, “Why not?”
Zecora smiled brightly and tousled his hair, “Very good! Great food will help put us in a great mood.”
With that, Zecora walked out of the room, leaving Talan to assemble the computer and move the desk. As he worked, he wondered exactly what she did to move all the way up here. He spied only a single bed, and there didn’t appear to be any guy stuff around. Was she single? Talan chuckled, what he wouldn’t give to sleep next to her every night.
Despite being in an open relationship, Talan knew that Babs and Alyssa would be drooling just as much as he was. Babs especially. She probably would have grabbed that ass by now, knowing her.
After finishing putting together the computer, he set up the monitors and began plugging them in when he heard the door open behind him. Zecora walked in with a plate full of some sort of pastries.
Talan flipped on the power and sat down in the chair, “What are these?”
“Just a little something to eat, I know you teenage boys like things that are sweet.”
Talan raised an eyebrow. What teenage boys did she know? He usually avoided overly sweet things in order to keep his physique. But looking at her voluptuous body, it was clear she wasn’t afraid of some sweets and carbs now and again. Also, that strange way of speaking. She rhymed a lot.
“I like sweet things, sure,” Talan said while taking one.
He took a bite and smiled, it was really good. Not overpowering, but just enough sweetness to satisfy.
“You like?” Zecora asked, looking down her glasses at him.
“Mhm!” Talan said. “This is pretty good.”
“Oh thank you!” Zecora said. “It’s the first meal I made here when I arrived. I needed something sweet since I was so long deprived.”
“Where are you from?” Talan asked.
Zecora sat down and crossed her legs, making Talan lose focus on his work, “I’m from the east, you could say. A place far, far away.”
“Really?” Talan asked. “That’s interesting.”
“Indeed,” Zecora said. “Tell me, is there a good gym and spa around here?”
Talan nodded, “I could show you a few places.”
Zecora smiled and slid her smartphone across the table, “Mark them in the map, then I must take a nap. I’m afraid the move and jet lag are affecting me. Oh, and put your number in there, too.”
Talan dropped her phone, then clumsily picked it up, “My number? Um w-why?”
Zecora smiled and walked over to him, “I may need more of your services! I have a projector coming in a few days. I use it to watch TV and movies, also to view my papers. Can you set it up?”
Talan looked up at her and blushed, “Sure.”
“Wonderful, thank you.”
Talan went about finishing the jobs and made sure everything else was set up. All told it took only two more hours. He found her out on her patio overlooking her swimming pool and garden.
“All done, Miss Zecora.” Talan said.
Zecora turned to him and nodded, “Thank you, Talan. Will a check be alright?”
Talan nodded, “That’d be fine.”
Zecora walked inside with Talan behind her. She took out her checkbook and wrote down the designated fee, then slid it across the counter. Talan took it and placed it inside his wallet, only to be surprised when a folded twenty was placed inside the front pocket of his polo.
“Um, Miss Zecora...?”
“Please, just Zecora. A simple tip for a job done right. For arriving on time and being so polite.”
“Zecora, I can’t...” Talan said while reaching into the pocket to remove it.
Zecora stopped him by placing her hand over his, “I insist. My work often has me working with impolite teenagers and young adults. It’s refreshingly nice to find one that is pleasant and respectful.”
“I- okay...” Talan said. “Thank you.”
Zecora walked forward and pulled Talan in for a hug. Which meant his face was pressed firmly into her massive chest. Talan, for his part, didn’t object one bit, though it was a tiny bit awkward. He slowly rested his hands on her hips and let out a sigh. It was comforting.
Zecora released him and smiled, “My culture is more touchy than here. But I prefer that aspect of it. Goodnight, Talan.”
Talan walked with her to the door and nodded, “Thanks for being a good client. Call me when your projector arrives.”
“I shall. It’s a been a joy, my young handsome boy.”
Talan walked to his car and got in. If all his clients were like her then he might make this business a permanent thing.
Once he got home, Talan got out of the car and shut the garage door. He decided to hit up some tacos on the way home. But that ended up being a mistake. It only made him think of Sonata. It was sad, they’d been gone for a while now and he was still getting all mopey when he thought about them.
Talan walked inside and went up to his room. He heard some music playing across the hall, which meant Sunset was either cleaning or practicing magic. She tended to do both when blasting her music.
After throwing his stuff on his desk, he decided to put on some swim trunks and a loose tank top. He went downstairs and lit the mosquito candles on his patio, then sat down on the pool steps. It was very cool, and the night air kissing his bear skin only enhanced the feeling. The stars were out tonight. Talan kicked his feet back and forth while looking up at the bright full moon.
He remembered what Sunset said about the Lunar Princess, or the Princess of the Night... or whatever. That she manifested in the moon, and that she was responsible for letting the Sirens go home.
Talan shook his head, then rolled his eyes, “Um... Princess Luna?” he asked to the moon in almost a whisper.
He had no idea why he was doing this, but he thought about it ever since he started coming outside later in the evening. The night was so welcoming.
“This is... um, Talan...” he continued. It was almost like praying, and Talan had stopped doing that a long time ago. “I just wanted to thank you, I guess. Sunset tells me it was because of you that the Sirens were able to return home. So... I don’t know what I’m doing. You probably can’t hear this, but thank you, Princess Luna.”
Talan sighed and shook his head, then let out a huge yawn.
“Oh I can hear you, but it’s not easy when you whisper like that...”
Talan’s head snapped up and he saw the portrait of a mare in the moon.
“I- I- I don’t- what are you doing up there?”
“I’m not up there, I’m down here...” a soft voice cooed.
Talan jumped out of the water and took a few steps backwards when a beautiful woman appeared in his pool. She floated in the deep end, an enchanting violet and blue dress hugging her hourglass figure. The rest of it floated around her as she smiled.
“You... you heard me?! What are you doing here?!”
“Did you not wish to talk?” Luna asked. “That was the impression thou- you gave me.”
“How are you here?!” Talan asked, still shocked.
Luna spread her arms and looked up at the moon, “I am awake now in Equestria, lucid dreaming. I reach out to all my subjects, and recently it was revealed that one lived in a far away world.”
“Sunset...” Talan thought aloud.
“Indeed,” Luna said. “My sister's long lost student. She is a good mare, thus I keep an eye on her for my sister.”
“You’re able to project yourself to my world? How can yo-? Oh...”
“Mhm..” Luna cooed with a light chuckle. “Perceptive boy. Yes, the full moon. That is one way I can reach you.”
Talan looked up and smiled, “Maybe I should have talked to you sooner. What I said, though. Seriously, thank you. They wanted to go home so badly. It was really nice of you to help.”
Luna floated forward slightly and smiled, “Think nothing of it, child. I have experience with exile, as Sunset might have told you. They were gone from home long enough.”
“Have, um... have you heard from any of them since?” Talan asked, his eyes hopeful.
“As a matter of fact I have,” Luna said. “Come, I shall tell you.”
Talan hesitated a moment. “You want me to swim... with you?”
Luna nodded, “Yes... does this appearance not please you? It is the closest approximation to what I would look like were I a human.”
“Heh... it pleases me alright,” Talan said, then swallowed his tongue when Luna raised an eyebrow. “Um, your majesty... it’s- it’s fine.”
“Then join me,” Luna said while opening her arms in invitation.
Talan slowly waded in and swam over. Luna was absolutely stunning. She was an angel, her beauty not of this world... literally. Her figure was similar to Babs’, yet much softer and fair. The dress did little to hide her breasts, and one of her thighs was exposed up to her waist. Her long hair was filled with shimmering stars as it flowed down her neck to float behind her. Her tiara was black as the night and contrasted with her pale features.
Luna took Talan’s hand and guided him close where she wrapped her arms around him, “Such a handsome boy... Babs and Alyssa are fortunate to have you.”
“You know about them? How?” Talan asked, trying to look at her face and not her chest.
“Why... you dream about them,” Luna answered plainly.
“I dream about them? Well yeah, but... WAIT!” Talan gasped while pulling away. “Sunset said that you can interact with the dreams of ponies... so then...”
“Yes, little one. You’re dreaming!”
Talan looked around as Luna pulled him against her, then snapped back to attention when she gasped and looked down.
“Oh no.” Talan said, finally noticing his rock hard member.
“Oh my...” Luna playfully admonished, “Tsk tsk... and in front of a princess?”
Talan’s face was bright red, “I- I’m sorry... Let me just-”
“Is that because of me... or because you’re a teenage boy and this is normal?” Luna teasingly asked.
Talan sighed and let his shoulders fall, “I’d say both.”
Luna giggled and pulled Talan close again, “I’m just playing with you, Talan. Believe it or not, I’m much less formal than my sister.”
“Really?” Talan asked.
“Well, sometimes... But you wanted to know what the Sirens said?”
“Yes!” Talan said, grabbing her shoulders. “Are they okay?”
Luna chuckled, “They are fine... only one came to visit me many nights ago. It was Adagio.”
Talan’s heart fluttered, “Adagio? What did she say?”
Luna smiled, “She said... ‘keep swimming, Talan.’ And... to hear their song... hold the gems in hot water at the stroke of midnight.”
“Really?” Talan asked. “That’s great! I can communicate with them?!”
Luna shrugged, “I don’t know... perhaps you should try?”
“Oh I will!” Talan said, pulling away. “Thanks, Princess Luna. I think-”
“Adagio said to give you one more thing...”
“Yeah? Talan asked, “What’s tha- Mm! Mmm...”
Talan’s eyes widened as the princess's lips connected with his. They were positively divine. Sparks shot through his body as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Just as she began to let go, her voice changed, “Enjoy that, Talan... I love you...”
There was no mistaking it, that was Adagio. A smile burst onto Talan’s face as he was held close by the princess. He felt his eyes starting to get heavy and rested his head against her chest.
“You may not be a pony... but you’re a sweet boy, Talan. I’ll be watching you, should you ever need me. Remember that.”
“Talan... Talan...”
“I love you... princess... wha?”
“What are you doing out here?” Sunset asked with a giggle. “And what princess?”
Talan got up and rubbed his eyes, then looked up at the moon. It was clear and full, just like before.
“The sexy one that kissed me...” Talan said while snickering and getting to his feet.
Sunset guffawed, “What the heck were you dreaming?”
“I just told you,” Talan answered. “I kissed Princess Luna...”
“Oh really?” Sunset asked.
“Jealous?” Talan asked, raising his eyebrows repeatedly.
Sunset laughed once, then pushed Talan into the pool. It was pretty cold at this point, and Talan actually hadn’t been swimming. He instead fell asleep while dangling his feet. Talan slowly got out of the pool and walked over to Sunset.
“Don’t even think about it smartass...” Sunset warned.
Talan shrugged and turned around to go inside, then slowly reached down to collect his sandals. Waiting for the right moment, he caught Sunset unaware and sprayed her with a concentrated blast from his garden hose. Sunset shrieked as the cold water hit her boy shorts and small top.
“Ahh! You little jerk!” she shouted, then erected a barrier with her hand, deflecting the water.
Talan dropped the hose and ran forward, he grabbed Sunset’s hand channeling the magic and squelched her power to nothing. Sunset fumed, staring at the ruby ring on his finger. That was the source of her frustrations. The Dazzlings power remained with Talan in the form of an amulet and a ring.
Sunset screamed again when Talan picked her up and dove into the pool, taking her with him.
Sunset broke the surface and shouted in anger. The water beginning to boil around her. However, it didn’t last long. Talan approached her with a playful smile and grabbed her in a gentle hug. Sunset waited a moment before returning the gesture and kissing him on the cheek.
“Did you eat dinner already?” she asked.
“Yeah, tacos on the way back. It’s cold, let’s go inside and warm up.”
“Yeah,” Sunset agreed and followed Talan inside.
 After both taking a shower, Talan decided to go downstairs to the basement and invite Sunset along with him.
“You know... I’ve never really been down here before,” Sunset said. “I mean I help you with the laundry, but other than that... man, it’s big down here.”
Talan nodded. It really was big and spacious. His basement stretched across a large portion of the house. So large that it was split into four different areas. There was the common space they were standing in now, then there were three other rooms. The first was a work area for his father. The second was a private isolated yoga and exercise room for his mother. The third was a small, comfy area with a futon and decent size TV. It was used as a guest bedroom if they needed more space. But Talan mainly used it for when he wanted to be isolated and just sleep. There wasn’t much inside except for some blankets and pillows.
Talan opened the door and welcomed Sunset inside, “What do you think?”
“Cozy,” Sunset said. “I like it.”
Talan opened the futon and plopped down with a blanket, then held it open for Sunset.
“Aww... you’re so cute when you want to get all cuddly!”
Talan rolled his eyes, “I do not want to get all cuddly... I just want to relax down here for a while. Unless... you want to get all cuddly?”
Sunset smiled and jumped on him with a squee, “Of course I do!”
Talan sighed as he was held against her side as she wrapped an arm around him, resting her head atop his. She was so soft and welcoming, just like the Sirens.
Talan yawned and turned on the TV, “I’m tired. Not sure how long I’ll last. You can go back upstairs if I pass out.”
Sunset gave him a gentle squeeze and kissed the top of his head, “I’ll be with you until you ask me to leave, Talan.”
“I don’t think I want you to leave,” Talan said with another yawn.
Sunset flipped off the light switch with her magic and smiled down at him, “Good.”

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               Chapter 2: Curves and Swerves               
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Chapter 2: Curves and Swerves
“Oh my gosh!” Sunset shouted upon seeing Talan. “What in Tartarus happened to you?!”
Talan groaned and limped into the living room, then collapsed on the couch. He tried to ignore Sunset but she was already sitting next to him with her hands caressing his face.
“I’m fine... seriously...” he said while trying to push her away.
“Your eye is swollen shut and you’re walking with a limp!” Sunset shouted. “Quit fucking around and tell me what happened!”
Talan clenched his fists and got up, “I got in a fight, okay?! Would’ve thought it was obvious!”
“Not just a fight,” Sunset said, her arms crossed. “A fight you lost. That doesn’t usually happen.”
“No shit,” Talan said. “It wasn’t Davis, it was Ryan and Alex.”
“Ryan?” Sunset asked. “The kid who faked being your friend and used you?”
“Yeah,” Talan replied. “We got into a disagreement at the gym and a fight happened outside. I’d rather not get into it.”
Sunset frowned and walked over to him, “Come upstairs, I’ll heal you and-”
“No,” Talan said, shaking her off. “You can’t just keep doing this all the time. People might notice. I’m gonna keep this until it heals by itself.”
Sunset shook her head, “At least let me help with the leg, please?”
Talan limped up the stairs to his bedroom, “No, I want to remain this way.”
“Whatever for?” Sunset asked.
“To remind myself what it feels like, and to give me ideas for the next time I see Ryan alone.”
“Talan!” Sunset scolded.
“I’m going to try and chat with Babs and Alyssa, so some privacy for a bit, okay?”
Sunset groaned in agitation and walked into the kitchen, “Human boys I swear...”
Talan hobbled into the bedroom and undressed. It was absolutely scorching today, same as the other day. He opened his phone and saw a message, then smiled. It was Zecora. The projector came in and she was ready for him to come over. Talan texted her back and said he’d be over later today.
After that, he limped into the bathroom and grabbed an ice pack for his eye. He winced when it was pressed against the swollen skin, then growled in anger. Ryan was going to pay dearly for this.
Talan went back into his room then closed the blinds, getting rid of some glare in the process. He booted his computer and opened the chat program, then made the call. He was told they’d be around at this time, and to call around then. He leaned back in his chair and yawned, each time he had tried it before they never answered.
Suddenly sound came from his headphones and his mouth dropped. On the screen, Babs and Alyssa were making out like they had not seen each other in years. Babs was sitting on Alyssa’s lap facing forward, as per usual, while Alyssa smirked down at her through each kiss. Both girls were stripped down to bras and panties.
Talan didn’t say a word. He simply watched and adjusted himself in the chair. It was a times like this he was thankful for the record button in these video chat programs.
“Babs?” Alyssa said through a kiss.
“Mm?” Babs replied.
“I think some perv is watching us...”
“Oh yeah? Let him watch... we’re just getting started.”
“Oh boy...” Talan said with a chuckle.
Both girls stopped kissing and turned to the computer screen, then gasped when they saw his face.
Talan groaned audibly, and for at least a second considered closing out of the program then and there.
“What happened to you?!” Babs shrieked. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I just-”
“Who hit you?” Alyssa interjected. “It wasn’t that fat kid, was it?”
Talan deadpanned her, “You think fatass did this to me? A little respect here, girls...”
“So who did?” Babs asked. “What happened?”
“A disagreement with Ryan...” Talan hissed. “Don’t worry. I’ve had shiners like this before, I’ll be fine.”
“It’s swollen shut...” Babs said with a frown. “Aww... poor, Tally. I wish I could be there to kiss it and make it better.”
Talan frowned as well, “I miss you girls. How is the trip?”
“It’s amazing,” Alyssa replied. “We’ve met so many cool people... and some hot guys, too...”
Talan groaned as she raised her eyebrows up and down, “Oh yeah? Well I met someone new as well...”
“Oh yeah?” Alyssa asked. “Who?”
Talan got out his phone and plugged it into his computer. Normally he didn’t like taking candid pictures of people. It was rude, not to mention somewhat creepy. But there was no way he wasn’t going to show Zecora to Babs and Alyssa. When the picture finally sent, their reaction was more than worth it.
“Holy fuck...” Alyssa said.
“That’s a big woman...” Babs said. “And that ass...”
“Any guys down there compare to her?” Talan asked with a shit eating grin.
Their silence was his answer.
“How did you meet her?” Babs asked.
“You know that thing I was telling you about? The business? Well I started it, and she was my first client.”
“Ooooh,” Alyssa said with a smirk. “You gonna go fix her stuff, Talan?”
“Oh yeah,” Babs joked, resting her head on Alyssa’s chest. “He’s going to offer all kinds of services... aren’t you, Talan?”
“Oh you know me...” Talan said while placing the ice pack on his eye again. “Amateur porn star, Talan Magnum.”
Alyssa and Babs burst out laughing. Likely due to both the joke, and how unlike a porn star he was. In fact it was definitely the latter.
“No but seriously,” Alyssa said, now cradling Babs in her lap, “She’s even taller than me.”
“And curvier...” Talan said.
“Bro,” Babs said. “If you went after that neither of us would bat an eye. That’s a woman. Literally fetish material.”
“I wasn’t aware,” Talan said sarcastically. “But nothing is going to happen. I don’t want to do that with a client and ruin things. After installing something later tonight I’ll be done with her.”
“That’s a shame,” Alyssa said. “Maybe we can meet her when we come back?”
“Heh, maybe...” Talan said, then realized they were breaking up.
“Our connection seems to be dropping,” Babs said. “We should get to bed anyway. Goodnight, Talan. Now go get that booty!”
“Yeah, alright, Babs...” Talan said with laugh. “Miss you girls, love you.”
“We love you, too,” Alyssa said. “Not long now and we’ll be back. Then it’s nothing but quality time... excited?”
“You have no idea,” Talan replied. “Night girls.”
He smiled as they blew him a kiss and closed the chat. Talan sat back in the chair and decided to take a nap before heading over to Zecora’s.
It was starting to rain as Talan arrived at Zecora’s house. The sun would probably be setting in a few hours, hopefully he’d be done quickly. That chat with the girls really made him depressed. Only after talking to them did it hit home how much he actually missed Alyssa and Babs.
Talan limped to the door and rang the bell. He prepared himself for the questions about his eye and took a deep breath.
“Hello, Talan... goodness! What happened to you?”
Talan lowered his head and examined his shoes, “I got into a fight. And uh... I kinda lost.”
Zecora stepped to the side and watched as he walked indoors and took off his shoes.
Talan slowly stood up while leaning on the wall and took in Zecora’s figure. She was wearing another dress, and her silver hair was tied in a ponytail. No heels today, though. It took off a few inches, and you could definitely notice the difference.
“You didn’t strike me as someone who would get into a fight. Is everything alright?” Zecora asked.
Talan looked up at her and saw something. For a moment, and only a moment, her sex appeal disappeared. Instead, Talan saw something he hadn’t seen in a long time. A genuine, motherly worry. It made him feel... strange. Like this should feel normal, but it wasn’t. Talan shook his head and cleared his mind. He was here to do a job.
“I can still work, Zecora. The projector, where is it?”
Zecora frowned and lead him into the living room, “Here, this is all I have for you today.”
Talan picked it up and recognized the brand, he turned to her and smiled, “This is a good one. Nice pick.”
Zecora watched his features change to joy for a second, then return to a defeated default. She had seen that look many times before.
Talan brought a chair over to the center of the room and climbed on top of it. He took out his drill and used a device to find a solid beam to mount the projector on. After that he drilled it in place and started to check the lens and resolution. Once that was done he calibrated it’s settings and ran a few tests.
Before he was finished, however, Zecora came in the room and sat down on in one of her large comfy chairs.
“Talan... do you want to talk about your fight?”
Talan was irritated at this point, she was a client and had no right to pry into his business. Attractive MILF or no.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, Miss Zecora,” Talan began, then looked down at her. “But I don’t think that’s any of your business.”
Zecora shook her head, “I don’t wish to pry, but I feel I should tell you why. You see, where I come from I was a... how to put... mentor? A guide to my people.  My new job here is an advisor and counselor.”
Talan stepped down and began to put his things away, “So like a psych type thing?”
Zecora nodded, “You might say that, yes. Though I’m not here to practice, only advise others and coordinate. Also... to learn things myself.”
“So a desk job, then? You’re not interacting with patients?” Talan asked.
“No,” Zecora said. “I’m not. But I have experience with it. I’m willing to listen and give you some session time, if you’re interested.”
Talan rubbed his head, “No, sorry. I don’t think so, Miss Zecora. I’m trying to save my money, and those are expensive.”
“Honey, I do not want your money,” Zecora said with a chuckle. “I only want to help you. It is the least I can do for the help you’ve given me.”
“Zecora I really don’t think that’s wise, I’d rather deal with this myself. But thanks anyway. If you ever need any more help with your tech, you know my number.”
Zecora walked over to Talan and handed him his payment, then rested a hand on his shoulder, “Are you angry, Talan?”
Talan took the check and looked up at her, but didn’t say anything at first, “Pardon?”
“I see it on your face, and in your walk,” Zecora explained. “You’re angry. I’ve given anger therapy before, you know. I could help, if only you’ll let me.”
Talan hesitated a moment, then checked the time. It wasn’t too late yet. “What would we be doing?”
Zecora smiled, “We’d sit in my office, and I’d listen to you. I might ask a few questions. You might give a few answers. Hopefully you’ll feel better after.”
“I... alright... but just for a little while,” Talan relented.
Zecora smiled and rubbed his shoulders reassuringly, then bent down to his eye level, “Very good, follow me please.”
Talan nodded and followed Zecora into a room he hadn’t been in the last time he was here. Inside was a desk with various magazines and books, as well as two comfortable chairs situated opposite each other. The other things to catch his eye were the various cultural artifacts that decorated the space. Masks, gourds, sculptures big and small. Talan thought it looked pretty cool, honestly.
“Please sit,” Zecora said while walking to the other side and sitting down herself.
Talan sat down and set his bag to the side, “So...”
“So...?” Zecora repeated with a smile. “Why don’t you start by telling me about yourself. Specifically, if you had an anger problem before this.”
“Not really, no,” Talan replied. “I’ve been mostly quiet and non-confrontational.”
“Why?” Zecora asked.
“Well, I’m... you know...”
“Yes?” Zecora asked, leaning forward a bit.
“Short...” Talan deadpanned. “Was never really a fighter until my parents guided me into taking classes. I started to like it then.”
“How come?” Zecora asked.
“Because I could defend myself, and I no longer had to be afraid of those bigger than me. Also, I liked the discipline and self improvement aspect of it.”
“When you give your best, it’s more satisfying when you are put to the test. I understand.” Zecora replied. “So how did you receive your black eye? If you are trained in fighting, were you bested by another who is likewise trained?”
“Yeah,” Talan replied. “By a former friend, and now - soon to be beaten to a pulp - enemy...”
Zecora frowned, “Tsk tsk... you don’t strike me as a violent boy. Why does the thought of retribution give you such joy?”
“Because he deserves it,” Talan snapped, not realizing his tone escalating.”Because he used me for years, same with some others. When they saw I had new friends... and that they were females... they became jealous.”
Zecora raised her eyebrows, “Female friends? Did this start recently?”
“Yeah, it did,” Talan answered. “One was actually hired to watch me as my parents were off in Europe.”
“A bit old for a sitter, are you not?”
Talan groaned, “Yeah... but it was more for the house than me. Also my mother is very overprotective. But that’s another story. Anyway, she had two other friends. Eventually I became close with all three. Then, through random occurrence I made another friend. Her name is Babs, she moved into the neighborhood where I live. One of her friends also moved here. I’ve sorta been...”
“Hmm?” Zecora asked.
 “It’s kind of... well, I don’t like to talk about with many people.”
“It’s fine,” Zecora said. “Keep going.”
“Well we’re in a sorta open relationship.”
“Are you?” Zecora asked. “Fascinating. That is not common in this more conservative culture, is it?”
“No, hence my hesitation to talk about it,” Talan replied.
“Do you see them often?” Zecora asked.
“I do, yes,” Talan replied.
“You’ll pardon me for asking... but, are you sexually active?” Zecora asked.
Talan paused, that really was none of her business, but at the end of the day what harm could it bring in telling? “I’ve had sex at least three times. Twice with Babs, once with Alyssa. It was... good.” Talan said with a shy smile.
“Have you had any recently?” Zecora asked.
“Recently? No, they’re gone on a trip out of the country. Have been for a few weeks now. Almost a month, I think.”
Zecora nodded thoughtfully, “And... have your relieved yourself in their absence?”
Talan chuckled, “You mean jerk off? No, not really. A few times, but not recently.”
Zecora smiled and stood up, walking around her desk, “I see, I think we’ve arrived at the problem.”
Talan leaned back, “Oh, and what’s that?”
“Your frustration and anger tend to increase when you are denied release...” Zecora said with a chuckle. “Fairly straightforward.”
Talan rolled his eyes, “That’s not the reason why I’m so angry. There’s got to be more to it than that.”
“Why?” Zecora asked, picking up a book from her drawer, “You are a young male, coming into his own. These feelings are just bursting out now, and with ferocity since they were denied release for so long.”
“I never needed to ‘release’ them before,” Talan said. “I’m not some ape.”
Zecora looked down her glasses at him, “We’re all animals, child. It seldom does us good to deny these natural instincts. Simply because you thought you never needed to act on them doesn’t mean they weren’t there. I assure you they were.”
“So what am I to do, Miss Zecora?” Talan asked with a laugh. “Go home and jerk it til I’m not angry anymore?”
Zecora walked around the desk and sat down again, “You could, but that would only satiate the desire for a time. It’s much better with a woman.”
Talan gulped, “A... w-woman?”
Zecora smiled, “Correct.”
Talan shifted uncomfortably in his seat, “Are you coming onto me, Miss Zecora?”
Zecora crossed her legs and took off her glasses, “Not yet, but I admit thinking of the prospect gets me wet.”
Talan’s head nearly exploded, and he couldn’t even process which head that was. This was some teen movie tier shit. No way this was happening. He had half a mind to call Luna and have her end this dream. He jumped up and backed toward the door.
“I can’t,” Talan said. “I mean, we can’t! You’re a woman! And I’m just a-”
“You’re old enough,” Zecora said. “Think for a moment on exactly what’s happening here, and I promise all will become clear.”
Talan shook his head, “I don’t know...”
“Please,” Zecora implored while motioning to his chair. “Hear me out, that is all I ask.”
“Okay... fine...” Talan said.
Zecora ran a hand through her hair and shrugged, “I realize how this must appear, but you have nothing to fear. I’m not seducing you. We’re merely adults talking of things to come. I can help you, and you can help me. I’ve no man, and I’ve traveled a long way to get here. A very long way...”
Talan cracked his neck, “It’s true... you haven’t exactly been seductive, at least not compared to what I’ve seen elsewhere.”
“There is no manipulation here, Talan. I have a desire, and so do you. That is, if you find me attractive. Do you?”
“Oho yes...” Talan said with a smirk. “And you must find me attractive as well?”
“Indeed,” Zecora said while placing a hand to her chest. “And, if I interpreted you correctly, your friends in the open relationship wouldn’t likely care.”
“No...” Talan replied with a shake of his head. “In fact they think you’re incredibly attractive.”
“How do they know?” Zecora asked. “Have you been naughty, taking pictures of my body?”
“It just kinda happened...?” Talan said with a shrug.
Zecora giggled and pushed up her glasses, “So, what do you say?”
Talan rubbed his head, unsure, “So... it’s just you out here? Must be tough, and kinda lonely. I... I don’t know. Can I think about it?”
Zecora nodded, “Take all the time you need, I’m not going anywhere. But I will say I’m glad we’re talking freely about this. This culture, for all it’s great traits, is stubbornly puerile about sex and carnal pleasures. I’ve traveled extensively, and I don’t think it helps to keep things repressed. But remember... if you are uncomfortable, you can always say no. You are mature, unlike several others I’ve seen.”
“Well thanks,” Talan said. “I’ll remember that. And... I’ll be in touch.”
“Have a good night,” Zecora said with a wink. “You know the way out.”
Talan nodded and made his escape. He got to his ride and quickly started the engine. His heart was racing, his pulse pounding. Did that really just happen? Talan gripped the steering wheel tighter than he ever had before. He felt like his heart was going to burst from his chest. His head ached. Was this all her doing? It didn’t make sense.
He backed out of her driveway and began the drive home. He knew that proposal was sketchy as all hell. But at the same time... she could have taken advantage of him a hundred different ways. A woman like Zecora? She could have him wrapped around her finger in seconds. However... she didn’t. Talan had heard stories of older women taking advantage of young men... but she didn’t seem like that. No... she was different. He couldn’t reason why just yet, but it was in his gut. They were both adults. There was no reason this had to be weird. But why was his body reacting so violently?
Talan took his hands off the wheel and realized he had worn marks into it. He was gritting his teeth as well. He opened his mouth and gasped at the pain. His lower jaw ached. He never acted this way before. Not with Babs, not with Alyssa, not even with the Sirens when they sang to him. Heck, when that happened he didn’t even know what was going on half the time. Talan looked at his face in the rearview mirror and did not like what he saw. His cheekbones were slanted and much more pronounced, and his green eyes were almost glowing. What the fuck was happening?
Later that night, Talan returned and threw his stuff in his room then went down to see what Sunset was up to. She had made herself a sandwich and put one away for him. Talan thanked her and took it upstairs. She was sitting on the couch talking to one of her friends about fashion. Whoever it was sounded super chatty, Sunset barely got a word in.
Talan gobbled down the food and checked his inbox to make sure he wasn’t missing anything. After that he decided to take a bath. He had a lot to think about.
After letting out a large yawn, Talan grabbed some towels and locked the bathroom door. He turned on the water and shed his clothes. As the tub filled, he remembered what Luna said. Something about running the gems under hot water to hear the Siren’s songs. Talan examined his ring and amulet. The ring was a solid gem belonging solely to Adagio, the elder siren. She was by far the most powerful. She sang to him and made him feel at peace, completely content to be in her care. She had told him that her gem could be considered a manifestation of her own presence. So long as he wore the ring, the only influence that could bend his will and assault his mind was her own. He would be safe, still under her protection.
The amulet was combination of gems. Sonata’s filled the left half, while Aria’s filled the right. When Talan had it made, he did not tell the gem cutter to shape it like a Yin Yang, but that’s what happened. In truth, he didn’t mind at all. Aria’s ferocity radiated in her gem, and Sonata’s serenity and peaceful calm resonated within hers. Talan rarely ever took them off, and when he did, never both at the same time.
While it was true that in magical terms, he truly was under their protection. Sunset was able to show him as much. With her help he saw their auras inside the gems. In certain circumstances they would spring to life and swirl around him. It still felt like they were so far away. They could be across the galaxy, and to Talan it really did feel that way.
Talan eventually got into the tub and slumped into the water. He began to ruminate on his experience with each siren. Aria was the most straightforward, but only after he won her respect. That took losing to her at a dancing game, and catching a wicked slap across the face. Talan placed a palm on his cheek, remembering the sting. It was a pain getting close to her, but it was worth it in the end. Aria went out of her way to protect Talan from bullies, and took on the role of a protective big sister. She even gave him some pointers for talking to Babs when they first met.
Sonata was the one who started it all. The catalyst that sent his life spiralling in a new direction. While kind and caring, she didn’t offer much advice aside from the time they went swimming together. She told him to learn from the sea. To never get too attached to a feeling or attitude. The sea was flexible and melded in different ways. She told him to not give up on his friends, and even though things went south with them, the advice still held true for the new ones he made.
Then it came to Adagio. Talan smiled at the ring and remember pulling the gem from her soft, squishy chest. That was when she took him swimming through the pitch black oceans at night. Something Talan never thought he would do. Even now the thought terrified him. But he had nothing to fear when he was with the elder Siren. Adagio didn’t look it, but according to her, she was several years older than her two companions.  Enough to grant her a stronger body, and a different look. Not to mention more potent voice powers and a certain amount of wisdom. Talan closed his eyes and remembered the feeling of being held within her tentacles. It was fitting they were so long and soft. If Adagio’s poofy hair had to turn into anything on a sea creature,, tentacles made the most sense.
Talan decided it was time to see if the hot water thing worked, or it if it was just bullshit. He drained some of the tubs water since it was now luke warm. After plugging it again, he turned on the hot water and sank lower and lower. His head just barely balancing on the edge.
The water was warm now, almost scalding. But strangely he didn’t feel burning. It just felt... distant. When running your hand under hot water it doesn’t burn right away, instead you have a short feeling of warmth before your brain registered the pain. Talan could only describe this sensation as that, but the pain never came. He could feel the scalding water, yet nothing was happening.
He felt a cool sensation on his chest and ring finger as the gems began to vibrate. At the edge of his periphery he could feel strange sensations. His eyes were heavy, so he decided to shut them, but not before turning off the water.
Talan soon found himself in a boat floating in a large ocean. He looked to his sides and found no oars. He was naked, just like in the bath. Another dream? No, this was something else. Talan felt strange here. It was something different. An echoing caught his attention in the distance. It was a song, one he knew very well.
A light fog rolled in from the side of his boat, blanketing the area around him. To his left and right bubbles broke the surface bringing with them more of the song. Talan smiled. This was like the old myths where sailors would be marooned at sea, and they’d be charmed by the spells of Sirens. Talan knew what that was like, but fortunately for him, they had no intention of harm. In fact, quite the opposite.
To his left a large golden dorsal fin emerged from the water, then submerged just as it appeared. Talan chuckled to himself and laid down on his back, staring up at the cloudy sky. He didn’t like this open water, but his fears were washed away when another bubble burst on the surface, this one carrying words.
“Come... to... me...”
Talan sat on the edge of the boat, then fell backward into the water. He opened his eyes slowly to orient himself. There was nothing around except for the black abyss below. Talan tried to ignore it, then felt something poke his shoulder.
Once he whirled around, his smile nearly burst off his face.
“Hello little one...” Adagio cooed through the calm open water.
There she was, in all her majestic splendor. Though she appeared even bigger now. Her tentacles waving to and fro behind her elongated equine head. Her body slithering and corkscrewing in place. Several tentacles reached around behind him and pushed him closer.
“Adagio...” Talan said, his voice sounding clear.
“Talan...” Adagio replied, leaning closer to him.
“This isn’t real.”
Adagio merely stared at him.
“This isn’t a dream... it’s a hallucination...?”
Adagio’s lips curled into a smirk as she let out a sigh, many air bubbles escaping her nostrils as she did so. She leaned even closer until her forehead was touching his, “Don’t drown, Talan.”
It took Talan a moment to process what she said. Then he realized he had been talking to her under water, expelling all his air in the process. His lungs were suddenly on fire. He kicked and clawed his way up, then felt two tentacles help push him to the surface.
The next thing Talan knew he bolted straight up from the tub, causing a wave of soapy water to splash against the wall and soak the floor beside him. He had to take a moment to realize what just happened. He almost drowned. He checked the time and saw it was just a little past midnight.
Talan rubbed his face with his hands and groaned. He was never doing that again. But... he did get to see Adagio. Even if it was just a hallucination, it was nice.
Before Talan got out he realized how misty the air was. It was practically a sauna. Talan looked at the bath water and realized he didn’t shut the water off after all, but the plug was only half in place. That was why it didn’t overflow. He could have swore he shut off the water.
Talan grabbed a towel as he got out and looked at the steam. He knew how hot the water had to be in order to fill the room like that. In a moment of curiosity, he removed the gems. He took off his amulet and his ring, then cautiously reached back into the tub. The water was absolutely scalding hot, there was no question. Yet... it only felt luke warm to him.
Talan stepped back and looked at himself in the mirror. His green hair was growing fast. He would have to get it cut soon. His face looked a bit different as well. He looked thinner, and a lot more boney. Though, he had been dieting, not to mention eating less overall due to the heat and humidity.
Well, he couldn’t really complain. It’s not like it was a bad look. Talan put the gems back on and smiled. After a good night’s sleep he would figure out what to do with Zecora. He left the bathroom and fell onto his bed. Whatever this was, it was probably nothing.

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Chapter 3: Rutted
Talan tore through the trail as he entered from another side of the park. He ran from the other side this time, trying to switch things up a bit. Talan was only wearing a pair of loose running shorts today. It was hot, but the heat didn’t bother him as much anymore. It was more he just wanted to feel the wind and air against his skin. It felt weird. Almost like he covered in some crap that kept the air from touching his skin.
As Talan ran into the center of the park he stopped dead in his tracks.
“Ah FUCK!” he yelled when Davis and his two friends saw him.
They immediately turned and gave chase. Talan clenched his fists so hard he thought he would draw blood. He wanted so badly to turn and fight, but he was outnumbered again. He could take two of them, but the third was the wild card. All it would take was one wrong move and all three could be on him. And he had no intention of being put in the hospital by these punk asses. Not when he had so much to look forward to.
Talan ran and ran, circling around trees and cutting through slopes. But they were still on him. Davis had lost some weight since he last saw him. His friends were even more in shape than he was, they were the real problem.
Talan ran toward the river and stopped. For some reason, he had a strong desire to lose them then and there. And he knew just how to do it. He ran up a hill and found a spot where the cliff ledge overlooking the river was closest to the other side. Then, he bolted. Talan used every muscle in his body and propelled himself forward. He ran toward the cliff and mentally prepared himself for what he was about to do.
His vision shrank to a tunnel. All there was in the world was the cliff, and the jump. Nothing else mattered. There was nothing else to matter. He couldn’t make the jump. Not when he was afraid. He couldn’t be afraid. He had to think. But each second was another step, and another, and another. All bringing him close to a deadly drop. He had to banish the fear, replace it with something else. But what? Joy? Happiness? What about that? He remembered Alyssa and Babs. He remembered Sunset and the Sirens. He remembered Zecora and her offer. They were his. If he didn’t make this jump, his possessions would be denied. They would be stolen, taken from him. Taken by Davis and his friends. Talan’s joy and happiness quickly turned to anger and fury. At that moment, his eyes saw what needed to be done. It was there, right in front of him. His senses heightened, time slowed to a crawl. Now merely a few steps from the cliff edge, Talan read the situation like a book, then jumped.
He had to wait until the last moment, then use every ounce of strength he had. Talan could not believe it. He sailed through the air in a perfect arc, arms and legs flailing. He looked down and saw the river below, along with the cragged stones. He was glad he didn’t screw this up.Talan came to a landing and rolled clear of the edge. He turned around and took in the gap. He had easily just jumped thirty feet. How in the hell did that happen?
He looked at his ring and amulet to see if they were glowing or warm, but they weren’t active at all. This didn’t seem like magic.
Davis and his friends stopped on the other side, their mouths on the ground.
“What the FUCK?!” Davis screeched. “How did that just happen?!”
“What’s the matter porky?!” Talan shouted. “Some pigs can fly, but you’re not one of them?”
“Once I get my hands on you!” Davis shrieked in rage, his voice cracking. “I’ll-”
“Sorry, can’t hear ya...” Talan said while producing his phone. “Making a call, it’s your sister! We’re gonna fuck later, I guess. She wants to know if you’ll be mad? I told her not to worry, that you’re on the wrong side of the river, and it’ll take you two hours to get home.”
Davis’ face was beat red. Talan put his phone away and turned to leave. Idiot. He’d be dealt with sooner or later. For now though he was just a pai-
Talan felt something hard hit him in the back of the head. Like someone had smacked him for saying something stupid. He reached back and felt the impact, then examined his hand. It was red. Talan took one step forward and collapsed, the world fading to darkness.
“Are you oka-?”
“NOT NOW!” Talan shouted.
Sunset shut her mouth immediately. She saw there was blood on Talan’s hands as he stomped upstairs and slammed the bathroom door.
Talan gripped the counter so hard his knuckles turned white. If he could he would have ripped it off and chucked it out the window. How the hell did that happen? He got pegged directly in the back of the head by a rock. Did Davis throw that? No way, he wasn’t that coordinated or skilled, and he was sure his friends weren’t either.
After running a washcloth under hot water he pressed it against the back of his head. It felt good, which calmed his nerves. Talan looked at it and was shocked to find no blood. The wound had already closed up. He shook his head and grabbed his phone. There was only one way he was going to get rid of this emotion and anger.
He looked in the mirror for a few more seconds then eyed his phone as it buzzed in reply. Zecora was home and said he could over any time.
Talan jumped in the shower and grabbed a bite to eat. He walked over to Sunset and apologized for snapping at her, then told her where he was going.
“Aren’t you forgetting your tools?” she asked.
Talan halted at the door, then turned to give Sunset a small smile, “Oh... yeah. Those. Good catch.”
He went upstairs and grabbed them, then threw them in his backseat. Talan looked at the clock as he was driving over and noticed it was just after dinner time. He must have been out a least an hour or two from that head injury. First Ryan, now Davis. His list was growing.
The sun was starting to set as Talan parked in Zecora’s driveway. He got out and rang the doorbell, then realized it was open. He slowly walked inside and searched around. She was nowhere to be found. He went into the kitchen, then the living room. Once there he looked to the backyard and smiled.
Talan slid the door open to the deck and walked to the pool. Zecora was there, clad in a zebra print bikini.
“Oh... greetings, Talan.” she said while sitting up. She appeared to have been getting some sun.
“Um, hi...” Talan said. “So... about our talk.”
“Yes?” Zecora asked.
“I uh, I... think I want...”
Zecora chuckled and got up, showing off her elegant and strong physique. She stretched and walked over to the other end of the pool, then dove in.
Once she surfaced she tossed her silver hair about and let out a content sigh, “Come in, Talan. The water is perfect.”
“But, I thought-”
“Come in, dear.” Zecora repeated. “Don’t be so nervous.”
“I don’t have a swimsuit,” Talan said.
“Well, then don’t use one. Boxers or nude, I don’t care, I’m no prude.”
Talan gulped and slowly shed his clothes, first his shorts and shirt, then his underwear.
Zecora smirked, “You’re more well endowed than I thought...”
Talan bashfully jumped into the water and leaned against the wall, “So um... how are you?”
Zecora shrugged, “I’m alright, and you?”
“I’m fine... it’s just, this is kinda awkward.”
Zecora shook her head, then reached behind her back, “There’s nothing to be shy or awkward about, in fact... I think the situation will sort itself out...”
Talan watched as she unhooked her bikini and let her massive tits fall free. She rubbed them a few times before beckoning Talan over with a seductive finger.
Talan slowly swam to Zecora and looked up at her, unsure of what to do. Zecora gently took his hands and placed them around her waist. Then guided his head to her right breast. Talan marveled at the large areola and gently kissed it all around. He continued until deciding to grab hold of the other one. Zecora let out a light moan as he traced it with his fingers, then grabbed it all. Talan flicked his tongue against her hardening nipples and took them into his mouth. He spent some time on each, then leaned back a moment to appreciate them. They were the biggest he’d ever played with. Easily dwarfing Babs’ and Alyssa’s. He doubted he’d ever get the chance to play with anything bigger.
His eyes widened when Zecora reached down and grasped his shaft.
“Mmm, very nice...” Zecora said. “Keep busy with my girls, while I attend to this.”
At their current place in the pool, Talan’s head was at the level of her breasts. It was almost perfect. Zecora guided him to her breasts again, not that he needed any encouragement. He greedily latched on and suckled like a starved newborn. Meanwhile Zecora placed his member in between her thighs. She closed them tightly and arched her back, causing Talan to groan in pleasure.
Talan’s dick was pressed between her thick thighs and grinding against her bikini bottom. Not to mention part of her incredible ass. Zecora placed one hand around his back, while putting the other on the back of his head.
Talan felt her begin to move forward, then backward. Slowly masturbating him. The pressure and tightness drove him nuts. Talan wrapped his arms around her back and moved along with the motions. Each time sliding deeper and deeper, her soft flesh hugging every inch of his cock. Talan felt it coming, the pre already leaking out, but tried to hold back as long as possible. He didn’t want to appear trigger happy in front of this amazing woman.
He continued at his pace, then stopped suckling on her delicious tits. Talan decided to get into a more comfortable position. He took a deep breath, then shoved his head in between her breasts. He spread his legs and lifted his feet off the floor, hooking them around her thighs as he continued to thrust.
Zecora looked down and chuckled at his current position, then squeezed her thighs together more. The tightness caused Talan to finally lose it. He fired jets of cum into the water behind her, then lifted his head from her chest to gasp for air.
“How did that feel?” Zecora asked. “I told you it was better when you do it with someone real.”
Talan smiled and held her tight, “It is... and you’re so beautiful.”
Zecora bent down and kissed him, “Thank you, Talan. You’re pretty hot stuff yourself. Literally.”
Talan realized what she meant. He was warm, very warm. The coolness of the pool had all but disappeared. Talan soon found himself dragged over to the steps as Zecora sat down and pulled him onto her lap. She fondled his abs and grasped his shaft in a firm grip. She stroked it up and down, making him hard once again. Talan’s head sank between her breasts, loving every second of it. Big girls really were the best. After she stroked for a while longer, she got up and moved him onto the steps. Zecora bent over and took his length into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down as she looked at him. Talan threw his head back as she swirled her tongue on the tip, then decided to massage his balls in the process.
Talan came with a pleasured groan, firing thick ropes of cum straight into Zecora’s mouth. She moaned and took it all, never taking her eyes off him. Talan gripped the stairs hard as he felt her suck it out of him. There was something different about this. He’d gotten head from Babs and Alyssa before. But neither of them were this forceful. It must be her age. Talan figured a woman like Zecora would have years of experience over them.
Once she was finished, Zecora slinked over Talan’s body and lightly bit his neck. “You taste amazing, child. Tonight... we’re going to get wild.”
Talan felt something change just then. His vision blurred for a moment, then returned to normal. It happened again a few moments later. Each time getting worse and worse. Each time making him feel a burning passion for something. For the carnal pleasure that was right in front of him.
Talan looked past Zecora as she gently draped his arms over her shoulders and floated out into the water with him. She held him close in a tender embrace, resting his head atop her breasts. He almost didn’t hear when she asked him what he wanted to do next.
“I- er, I don’t know... let’s go inside. Your bed...”
Zecora smiled, “I see, it is a bed of the ocean... I’ve grown to love it’s motion.”
Talan chuckled. A water bed? Of course she’d have one of those. Of course.
Talan followed Zecora closely as she climbed out of the water, “Uh... so?”
Zecora smiled and kissed him, “There is a shower upstairs. I shall use the one downstairs. I do not wish to smell of chlorine when we wake in the morning.”
“Right... we’ll smell of something else instead...” Talan said with a smirk.
“Indeed we will, now hurry Talan. Don’t keep me waiting.”
Talan went upstairs and jumped in the shower. After that he dried himself off and tried to make sure his hair was still somewhat spiked. With the increasing length it was becoming harder and harder. Talan reached for his boxers and hesitated. He decided he would put them on and carried the rest of his clothes downstairs.
Once there he slowly opened the door to Zecora’s bedroom and saw her laying on the bed. She slowly ran her hands down her naked body and crossed one leg over another.
Talan felt himself already becoming aroused as she yet again beckoned him with a sultry finger. Talan slowly crawled onto the bed, but not before shedding his underwear. He crawled to her side and pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. Zecora smiled and slowly threw a thigh over his torso.
Talan caressed it for a moment then trailed his hand across her breasts. Zecora moaned, then caught her breath as his hand traveled lower and lower. She bit her lip as his his fingers traced around her already wet sex.
“O-oh... Talan, careful... it’s sensitive.”
“Just like your titties?” he asked with a small growl.
Zecora squeaked as Talan rolled his tongue across her hard nipples, then lightly bit down. The sound was music to his ears. If he could make such a big woman react with this, he wondered what else he could make her do.
Talan continued to lightly roll his tongue around her areola, all while his two fingers traced the outside of her lips. By now they were swollen and puffy, just the way he liked them. He loved the way Zecora was breathing. It gave him a sense of control, something that was usually given to Babs, and especially Alyssa when they were playing around.
Talan pressed himself against her hip and almost struggled to reach the whole distance. With his spare arm he massaged her tits, and even allowed Zecora to suckle on something of her own.
He continued to caress her swollen lips, then eventually slipped a finger inside. Zecora moaned and wrapped an arm around Talan’s shoulder, pressing him against her more. Talan smirked and slipped another inside. Zecora squeezed her thighs together and turned slightly on the bed. Talan chuckled and sat up. He bent over and took her breasts into his mouth once again. As he did he started to pump his fingers in and out of her clit. Zecora arched her back and screamed as he quickened his pace.
“Ah, fuck!!”
Talan chuckled and started to move his fingers around her inner walls, “Language, Ms. Zecora...”
Zecora merely grabbed at the sheets, holding on for dear life as she came. She squirted her juices all over Talan’s hand, once, twice, three times. Talan straddled her midriff and licked the juices from his fingers, then slowly presented them to Zecora, who licked them clean with ease.
Talan crawled down to her now sopping wet pussy to get a good look. He grinned at his work, then looked up at Zecora, “I think I might... nah, not yet. Later...”
“Just whatever you do, do it now... I need you, boy.”
“Speaking of that,” Talan said while climbing off the bed and grabbing his shorts. He produced a condom and showed it to Zecora.
“Protection, good... I had some... but it’s better you brought your own.”
Talan slid it on and practically jumped on top of Zecora. Her curves just begging to be groped and squeezed. He lined himself up and smiled at her, “Nice and wet, perfect. How do you want to do this?”
Zecora smiled, “Like this for now, and perhaps a little doggy later.”
“Doggy?” Talan asked. “Alright, I can get behind that...”
Zecora winced and pulled Talan further on top of her, “I hope your talent in bed is better than your talent for jokes.”
Talan chuckled and slid inside Zecora, feeling her shudder as he did. Her walls clamped down on his member as he began to slowly thrust in and out. He was a bit surprised. As far as dicks went, Talan had a decent amount of length, but was fairly average when it came to girth. Babs was tight, as one might expect from her frame. Slender, with minor curves. Alyssa was different, her curves were generous and her hips were wide. Talan wondered if he would be able to satisfy her, but he did. Now... Zecora. She was an amazon. Talan expected to be sticking his cock into something much larger. Yet, for all her experience, Zecora’s snatch was surprisingly tight. It was large to fit her body, still he had no trouble pleasing her. Well, so far anyway...
Talan continued to thrust, quickening his pace. Zecora responded with several small moans, then she pressed a hand to Talan’s arm. He slowed for a moment as she raised her legs and draped her knees over his shoulders. Talan had to straighten his back for his shoulders to reach the bend in her knees. Such long and beautiful legs. Talan wrapped his arms around her thighs and caressed them up and down, then got back to the task at hand.
He tried to do it her way, but found it too difficult to achieve the penetration they both wanted. Talan leaned forward and pushed her legs further back, going gently as he went. Zecora moaned in approval as Talan leaned forward more, thrusting deeper and deeper. He began to back out more, and use more force each time he went in again. Several wet slaps were the result, and only added to the pleasure. Zecora’s curves rippling and jiggling with each impact.
Talan gripped her thighs tightly as he came, leaning over as he did. Zecora reached up and straightened her legs, bringing them down on either side, almost yoga style. Talan leaned into her more and gave her a passionate kiss, which she kindly returned. After getting enough tongue, Talan sat up and rolled her on her side. He straddled her right thigh lifted her left against his chest. He adjusted himself to get the proper angle, then began to thrust again.
Zecora’s eyes began to roll back as she gripped the pillow and moved with his motions. Talan held on to her leg as if it was a log in a raging river. His favorite part of her for sure. He felt himself building up again, this time he laid down against Zecora’s side, still holding her leg up as his thrusts became faster and faster. He kissed her ear and groped her breast, all while enjoying Zecora’s delighted moans. Talan came again, then finally decided to relax a bit.
“How... was that?” Talan asked between pants.
Zecora rolled over and gave Talan a passionate kiss, “I’m impressed, but your technique is a little sloppy.”
Talan rolled his eyes, “I get a critique now?”
“Just realize you don’t need to go so quick, I’m not so impatient to get my hands on that dick. The night is young.”
Talan nodded and remained on the bed for the next few minutes while they both recovered some energy. Zecora eventually sat up and moved to his cock. She slid off the condom and began stroking it up and down.
Talan’s thoughts drifted as he felt her lips close around his head. She wasn’t going fast at all, she was taking her time, letting him enjoy it. He moaned in pleasure as her tongue swirled all around it. She lapped at the tip, then gave it small kisses all around. Her lips were perfect, everything was perfect.
Once she was finished, Zecora lapped up the cum and got up, displaying her curves to Talan as he lay there. He smiled the goofiest smile, in utter disbelief that this was happening. That this woman was his for the night, and he was hers.
Zecora turned off the lights in the room, immersing them in complete darkness.
“Uh, Zecora...?” Talan asked.
“A moment please,” Zecora whispered.
To Talan’s surprise a match was struck near her dresser. Zecora lit a candle, then wafted the fumes into the air. It was some sort of incense. She walked over to the other side of the room and lit another, then another. The flickering light added just the right of ambiance to the environment. The shadows of the masks and sculptures dancing to flames.
Zecora turned around and smiled, “What do you think?”
Talan got up and wrapped his arms around her, “Very cool, just the right amount of light.”
Zecora smiled and walked over to the bed. She got on all fours and presented her enormous ass, “All for you, now come and get it.”
Talan practically mounted her like a beast, rushing to the bed and jumping on. The motions of the waterbed adding just as much pleasure as they did before. Zecora’s height posed a slight problem. Talan couldn’t quite reach her pussy while sitting on his knees. Such were the problems dealing with taller women, luckily Talan had experience with this. He remembered Alyssa giggling at his attempts when they did it. Talan gently slid her legs apart to they were at an angle, and her ass lowered just enough.
With a smile he grabbed handfuls of her ass, then gave it a light slap. Zecora shouted in surprise, then looked around behind her. “You really are a naughty boy...”
“You’ve no idea...” Talan said, then remembered something. “Oh, I need another condom. Hang on.”
“No, it’s fine...” Zecora said. “Just pull out when you need, I want to taste more of that seed.”
“Like that, huh?” Talan grinned while slowly parting her lips.
Zecora caught her breath as she slowly inserted himself, “A-ah! Yes, it’s sweet. You eat lot’s of fruit, yes? Pineapple?”
“Pineapple,” Talan confirmed.
Zecora grinned and turned back around, she grabbed some of the larger pillows and hugged them to herself.
Talan began to thrust, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his pelvis slapping against her veritable mountain of an ass. He squeezed and groped it after each couple of thrusts, eliciting more moans from her in the process. As he continued to go, he decided to get to his feet and add more strength to his movements. Soon Talan was straddling her ass while he drilled into her. Zecora used all her might to keep her ass in the air, but the quakes and shocks of previous orgasms had taken their toll. She slowly began to lay down, but not before Talan leaned against her back and wrapped his arms around her stomach.
Zecora held his hands and arms as he came to rhythmic pattern. Using just his hips as he slid around atop her ass. Talan got up and moved over to her side as he was about to let loose. Zecora clamped her mouth around his member and swallowed it, just as she had before. Talan’s face contorted in the most humorous expressions as he inhaled more and more of the incense. Zecora finished sucking, letting go of his cock with a loud ‘pop.’ She giggled at his expression, then quickly leaned forward to grab him as he almost fell backward off the bedside.
“Woah there, come to me sweetie...”
Talan sighed as he laid atop Zecora, his head nestled between her breasts. He eventually rolled off her and flipped her over, resuming his previous position. His cock slipped between her ass cheeks and slid against the entrance to her slit. He hugged her stomach and gently rolled his hips around on her ass. They both lay there for several minutes, enjoying each other’s forms.
Talan eventually noticed a tattoo on Zecora’s back. It was slightly below her right shoulder blade. He gently caressed it, then paused. It felt strange, like some of it came off on his hand.
“I didn’t know you had a tattoo-”
“Please don’t touch,” Zecora interjected while grabbing his hand. “That is a very sensitive area, I should have told you sooner.”
“Uh, okay.” Talan said. “Any history behind it?”
“Only that it is very important, and it must not be touched. Am I clear?”
Talan was taken aback by how serious she had become, “Yes, ma’am.”
“Good, I apologize for the tone. But I must insist that you leave it alone.”
Talan crawled forward and kissed Zecora’s cheek, “If it’s that important to you, of course. I won’t touch it again.”
Zecora smiled and ran a hand through his hair, “So, what do you want to do now?”
Talan put a finger to his chin and smiled, “I have an idea...”
With some effort, Talan regained his spacial awareness and crawled back to the end of the bed. He grabbed Zecora’s waist and brought her ass up again. He slid forward a bit and settled down right in front of her slit, then gave it a small lick.
Talan felt Zecora shiver, “Oh yes, do continue...”
Like he needed any encouragement. Talan ran his fingers across the her puffy lips thoroughly soaked with both her need, and his seed. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, those delicious pillars of flesh thick as tree trunks. Everything was perfect again. Talan closed his eyes while he feasted, then opened them to find something odd.
The room was different. There was a thick haze covering everything. It was foggy, and something was different about him. He felt... bigger. Not huge, or even tall, just... bigger than he should be. His head throbbed, and a terrible urge started to creep into his mind. He wanted something. It was just out of reach. Talan licked her pussy again and again, but his mind was elsewhere.
It was an itch, a terrible irritating itch. But the worst part was, no matter where he scratched, no matter what he did, it didn’t go away. He knew he wanted something... but what? The question was starting to make him angry. He blew air out his nose and onto Zecora’s ass. Her squeak snapped Talan out of his rumination.
“You’re really giving me all you got, that was pretty hot...” Zecora said.
“Uh huh...” Talan replied in a non answer.
What was going on? Talan pulled back from his feast and licked his lips. She tasted amazing, but there was something else he smelled. Talan looked up to her other hole, her backdoor. He smelled something, and not what he expected. It was coming from both holes. He didn’t have a word for it. It was just... need. Talan struggled to comprehend what he was experiencing. He had no idea what was happening to him, yet... he knew exactly what this was. Like two plus two equals four. There was no mistaking it.
Talan leaned back and rubbed his eyes. Why was it so hard to see straight? Was it the damn incense?
He looked back at Zecora and raised an eyebrow. Her ass... the hole. It was different. It was puffy and round. Inflamed and wet with need, just like her pussy. Did normal assholes look that way? Was he seriously thinking of doing... that? Did it even matter?
Talan inhaled, taking in a whiff of Zecora’s scent...
Nope
Zecora let out an ‘eep’ when she felt Talan’s tongue lick her backdoor. Thus far she had enjoyed letting him play with her body and pleasure her. But this? She didn’t expect him to go for this. Even so, Zecora slowly presented her ass even more as the licking intensified. It felt amazing. Talan was warm, or was she warm? Her entire nether region was inflamed with want. His tongue felt so hot, but she needed this. She needed it all.
“Don’t stop!” she shouted behind her.
Talan merely grunted as he gave the puffy hole two more licks. After each couple of licks he puckered his lips and gave it a loud, sloppy kiss.
He clenched his eyes shut, then opened them. His vision was different now. He could see everything, and in greater detail. The room was clear of fog, and he knew what he wanted...
Zecora was riding the rising orgasm steadily when something unfamiliar entered her. She gasped and arched her back in pure ecstasy. Her body quaked as an orgasm struck her. She shivered and collapsed back on the bed, then arched her back yet again. Something long and slender had wormed it’s way inside her. It was flicking about, teasing her walls and tasting every inch of her. She shivered as it pulled out of her ass, then tickled the outer lips of her pussy before diving inside.
“F-fuck! Oh fuck!” Zecora shouted and tried to crawl away. She needed something to hold onto. The pillows just weren’t cutting it.
To her complete surprise, she was forcefully pulled back to the edge of the bed. She struggled to look back, not realizing Talan had such strength. His head was buried in her snatch, his tongue rolling around and threatening to send her over the edge yet again. Zecora cursed her enormous ass, sometimes it literally did get in the way of things.
“T-Talan...ah!” Zecora said while looking back.
To her shock, Talan looked up briefly and met her gaze with a slightly glowing green eye. Zecora blinked and barely registered what happened when another orgasm shook her to her core. This boy was a wizard with his tongue.
Suddenly she found herself pulled up again while another object pressed at her donut hole. Talan slowly slid himself inside with a low growl. It was so tight, Zecora winced at the slight pain. She gasped for breath once he was done. Talan had fully hilted himself. He remained there for a moment and gave her ass a firm squeeze. Zecora winced as she felt something sharp graze her sensitive skin. But even that felt good in time.
Talan began to slowly thrust inside her tightest hole. Zecora quaked in pleasure each time he pushed back in. Her moans were the loudest they’ve been all night. Talan quickened his pace once he felt comfortable. He gave her ass a rough slap, then another, then another. He kept going and going, yet was nowhere near climax. He backed off the edge of the bed and pulled her ass to the edge. He was now standing and at a perfect angle for deeper penetration.
This continued until Talan felt Zecora tense. She let out the loudest cry of pleasure then stood up straight. She grabbed his hands and wrapped them under her breasts, then hoisted Talan’s legs to wrap around her thighs. Her strength was amazing. Even with Talan’s short stature, he was far from light, and she did this feat with little to no effort.
Talan soon felt himself move as she took two steps back and pinned him roughly against her dresser. She bent forward and pushed her ass further up into the air, carrying Talan with it. She slammed it against him, and with that, him into the furniture. He grinned as he felt his feet lift off the ground. He kept thrusting harder and harder, all while holding onto Zecora for dear life.
To her credit, Zecora made certain to keep Talan secure and close to her. She never let go of his hands, thus ensuring he never fell and denied her the pleasure.
The force of which Zecora was using was so intense that two vases fell from dresser. Each shattering as they hit the floor. Zecora ignored them completely, and if she did notice, it only made her more forceful. Talan grabbed two handfuls of her tits as she gasped in pleasure. Zecora hiked him up to her hips then walked back to the bed. Talan felt himself nearing his limit. As he did, Zecora slowly elevated her ass into the air. Like a stretch before exercising, Zecora stood on her toes and pushed him up higher and higher. Finally, at the highest they could go, Talan hilted himself the furthest and caused the final orgasm. An orgasm that set off a chain reaction of others. Each of their bodies were wracked by shockwaves of ecstasy. Zecora felt ropes of cum filling her as Talan clung to her stomach. He kept going, and going.
One final orgasm sapped her of her remaining strength, and she collapsed on the bed. Talan, however, was not so fortunate. Like a slapstick scene from an animated movie, Talan fell closely after Zecora. With a wet slap, he bounced off her amazonian ass and landed on the floor with a loud thud.
Zecora caught her breath, then crawled over to the side of the bed. She frowned and realized Talan was out cold. Either from the orgasms, or from the impact. She got up and gently laid him down on the bed.
“That was quite the ride, Talan.” She said while massaging her breasts. “Now you don’t move, I’ll be right back.”
Zecora slipped on a silk robe and walked into her study. She traced a finger across her bookcase and pulled out a book. The section about magic and beasts was long. She sat down at her desk and crossed her legs, Talan’s eye flashing in her mind. She had to be sure.
In the morning, Talan yawned and brought hand to his face. He rubbed his eyes and realized where he was, and more importantly, who he was with. He currently was tangled up with Zecora, cuddly deeply with the amazing woman. She had wrapped both her long legs around his waist and torso, while pulling his head against her chest. Talan sighed and gripped her possessively. The only way this could be better was if Alyssa and Babs were here.
Zecora yawned and opened her big eyes to see Talan snuggled up against her, “Good morning, child. Sleep well?”
Talan looked up and nodded, “Yeah, but my head kinda hurts. What happened? Did I hit something?”
Zecora gently ran a hand through his hair and kissed his forehead, “You rode me hard last night, and I gave you the ride of your life...” she said with a chuckle. “You took a little spill off the bed, and bumped your head.”
“I remember now...” Talan said while sitting up. “Wow... was I good?”
Zecora sat up next to him and looked down, “You were more than good. In fact I’d like to have you again.”
Talan screamed internally, “Well, I’d love to be your guest again.”
Zecora chuckled, “So polite. Are you hungry? Shall I make us some breakfast?”
“That sounds great,” Talan said.
He watched Zecora get up and walk out of the room, then decided to go take a shower. After finishing he found a bathrobe laid out for him and put it on. In the kitchen Zecora was making some eggs. Talan walked up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist as she cooked.
“You think... aside from the sex... I could maybe talk to you about some things that happened last year?”
Zecora turned around and stared down at him, “I would be delighted to listen, Talan. You’re a sweet boy. My door is always open.”
Talan gripped her in a loving embrace and smiled, “I think... I’ll have a lot to talk about.”