Chapter 2. - Treat the Heat

Lily flew at Anon as the door opened inwards, but he was ready for it and sidestepped the mare-turned-predator.

She turned around immediately, but Anon was quicker again, and pinched Lily’s ear gently, which made her knees go weak and buckle under her weight.

It was a dirty move to go for her weak spot right off the bat, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

As she went down, Anon caught her and guided her limp body to the floor.

He sat beside her and hugged her neck, all the while kneading her ear with one hand. He needed her to listen, and this was the only way he could get her to calm down.

This was a trick he found accidentally on one of their movie nights, when he absentmindedly let his hand caress Lily’s ear. With Lily’s muteness, it took him half an hour to realise that he was essentially torturing her, playing with one of her most sexually sensitive points. His fingers, and the dexterity with which he wielded them paralyzed her. When he finally did realise it, and let go of her ear, she clocked him right in the face. It was an awkward and painful night.

As he was sitting next to her, he started talking into her other ear in a hushed tone.

“Alright, now that I’ve got your ear and your attention, here’s the deal. I’ll help you, but there are a few conditions. First, if I’m doing this, I’m doing it my way. That means there won’t be any mindless rutting. I know it would serve your needs, but I’m just not down with that. I’m not sure which method would be less awkward afterwards, but I’d feel worse if I were to simply fuck you into the mattress, rather than give you the respect and care that you deserve. Second, we don’t talk about this, it never happened, I wasn’t even here today. If anypony asks, you didn’t open the door for me. I don’t want this to get between us. After we’re done, I’ll go home. When I knock on your door tomorrow, nothing will have changed. I’ll make us some spaghetti, and we’ll watch that horror movie. Nod once, if your hormone addled mind got all that.”

Lily managed a very weak nod.

“Good girl.”

Anon let go of her ear, and gathered her in his arms to take her over to the bed. She was still twitchy, but she tried to reign in her instincts that told her to overpower Anon and have her way with him. She had to behave, or run the risk of losing this chance to get a merciful release. She tried to breath through her mouth to limit the effects of Anon’s natural, masculine smell.

Her heat cycle was tormenting her extra hard this time around, but she could hang on, until Anon showed up, that is. His smell broke down her last defenses, and his caring demeanor was only fuel to her fire.

When Anon lay her down on the bed, she instinctively spread her hind legs and pulled up her front ones. She felt her heart racing as she kept her eyes on Anon.

Anon stood up and discarded his shirt and the rest of his garments, staring right back into Lily’s eyes.

He climbed onto the bed in front of her, and brought his hand up to her face, cupping Lily’s cheek and bringing her closer for a kiss. He hesitated for only a fraction of a second before he caught the silent pleading in the mare’s eyes. She didn’t simply need this, she also wanted it to happen, and before he could take her lips, she closed the gap.

The feeling was alien to both of them, but pleasant nonetheless. He could feel her jerky movements under him as she tried to restrain herself. She parted her lips slightly and licked his lips invitingly, begging for him to deepen the kiss. He obliged gladly, pushing his tongue across the boundary between their mouths only for it to be entangled by her tongue.

She ventured into his mouth, feeling his sharp teeth made her shiver a little with excitement before she realised that his hand went from her cheek to her neck, caressing her fur as it travelled along the edge of her mane.

Never breaking the kiss, he kept dragging his hand downwards, keeping it in contact with her coat ever so slightly, brushing her fur with a gentle touch.

As he brushed over one of Lily’s teats, he felt her nipple poking through the fur. She jerked and froze up for a second from the touch.

Anon smiled, but continued along his path to the main prize. The anticipation of his touch was driving Lily crazy, her breathing and heartbeat picking up pace.

The second his finger made contact with the mare’s throbbing pussy, he touched her clit as it winked out from under its hood. That accidental first touch set her off like fireworks and she threw her head back, inhaling sharply and breaking the kiss as her body locked up.

As she came down from her high panting heavily, her eyes shot a glare at Anon.

“Fuck me already!” was written on her face, and Anon got the message...no need for any more foreplay.

The sight of how turned on she was, and how even a single touch could get her off in an instant made sure he would be ready.

Any doubt he had before about having sex with a pony, and how it would go against all human morality vanished as he looked down at the mare below him. She was not an animal, but a woman with feelings, thoughts and needs.

He reached down to grab his dick, and brought his hips closer to her. As he made contact with her pussy, he could feel the fur around Lily’s marehood was drenched in her juices. He ran the head of his dick up and down along her slit a few times to get an even coating of natural lubricant on it before he angled the tip against her opening, slightly parting her puffy lips.

When he pushed forward, Lily gasped loudly, screwing her eyes shut for a second before the feeling of him sliding slowly inside, filling her up completely, took her over.

He went in slow, but hilted in her on the first push without any serious resistance, her walls giving way to his advancing dick, while rubbing him gently until his tip bumped against her cervix.

Her pussy was tight, but she was so damn wet, it countered her tightness.

When he stopped at the end of the first thrust, his balls pushed up against Lily’s slit, and he felt a drop of her arousal run down his sack.

Lily’s eyes were glazed over and she was totally lost in the feeling of having Anon’s dick inside her up to the hilt.

Anon slowly retreated to only being halfway inside her before he pushed right back in a little faster this time and putting more force behind his thrust. His hips crashed into her with a wet slapping sound.

The expression on Lily’s face drove him as he started to pick up pace, and he settled into a comfortable rhythm where Lily could enjoy each separate thrust to their fullest.

Somehow the absence of her moaning made the whole experience sort of surreal for him, but her ragged breaths and the twinkle in her eyes more than made up for it.

The slight sheen of sweat coating her fur made her look like she was glowing, and the light glinted off her eyes as he rocked her with his pumping.

Lily was climbing towards the top like an express train, but before she tipped over she bit down on her lip hard to stop herself from cuming, teetering on the edge to try and postpone her inevitable orgasm.

She bit down so hard, she drew blood, and when Anon saw that tiny line of red making itself visible on her pale pink fur, he felt like his heart was gripped and squeezed like a sponge.

“Fuck, she’s waiting for me.” he thought.

He was close too, but he needed a few more thrusts to get there, until Lily touched his arm, making him focus on her face.

“Please” was all but actually said by that look, and it pushed Anon over the precipice.

With a final grunt, he rammed his dick inside her hard, crashing his tip against Lily’s cervix, pumping her womb full of his hot, soothing seed, making her whole body quake with her own orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on his dick, gripping it and holding onto him like her life depended on it, while the contractions of her walls coaxed each and every drop of his essence into her burning insides to quench that aching inferno.

Her heat abused body couldn’t take it anymore, and her eyes rolled back into her skull as she passed out from the orbital orgasm she just experienced.

Anon stayed inside her until both of their breathing calmed down. As his dick started to go limp, he pulled out and looked down at her.

Lily was sleeping with an impossibly wide smile, calm and sated.

“Heh, probably dreaming of a stallion.” he thought.

He wiped the line of blood from her lips, turned her to her side, and covered her with a blanket, then kissed her on the cheek, before gathering up his clothes and getting dressed.

Anon found his pants downstairs, where Lily left it after tearing one of the legs’ edge. He looked at it frowning, then put it on, deciding it wasn’t that uncommon for a pair of jeans to be torn, and it’s not like the ponies would care...well, maybe Rarity. She’d force it off him just to fix it.

“I should probably bring it over to her myself before she strips me in the middle of the street.”

With that, he walked over to the door and turned the knob, but the door wouldn’t budge.

His eyes found the shattered pieces of the key, lying on the floor.

“Well, fuck me!”

Author's Note

Hands over the desk!!!