The Layers of Death Metal

The young, bright gray pony tapped her hoof on the floor as she sat on the couch. She brushed her long, black hair out of her eyes and sighed. All of the thoughts swirling in her head were driving her berserk. Sleep was hard for her the night before, and for very good reason. Death Metal was not one for surprises, for the most part. Yet that mare still insisted on keeping her in the dark on her plans.

She’d been seeing Pearl Necklace for a little over a month now, and little by little, she was letting her break down her walls. Those walls that she built in her psyche to keep her safe from being hurt. Those walls that kept her quiet in public places, that kept her comments snarky, and kept her fists raised, ready for any punches that would come her way. Pearl was opening her up into an entirely different world. It was wonderful, but this kind of happiness made Death extremely edgy.

Death Metal was a virgin. She wasn’t proud of that fact, nor did it really occur to her to really think about it until just recently. Sex was never on her mind throughout the beginning of her life, she simply kept to herself, and decked a motherfucker if they overstepped their bounds. To her, she was just an out of luck pony with a shit childhood who did fighting tournaments, and kept digging herself deeper into a hole.

Then came this rich, snobbish bitch who flipped her world completely upside down. She figured she’d seen them all, and seen all they had to offer, then Pearl Necklace took her by the reins and started showing her the other side of the world. Sure, Death Metal came from extreme poverty. Was even homeless for a little while. Even if all of this was true, she didn’t want to delve too deep into the world of the wealthy. She figured she’d come this far on her own, she didn’t want to count on her… girlfriend… to live. So she kept her minimum wage job, and she kept her run down apartment.

On their first night together, Death Metal confessed three things that astounded Pearl to no end. The last one was what coaxed Pearl Necklace into bending Death over and shoving her snout into her crotch, causing DM to have her first real orgasm. Yes, they had had lesbian sex many, many times in their time together. However, there was still that V word that could not truly go away without the touch of a stallion. A real man’s… “thing” was the only thing that could free her from those ties. It was for this reason that she didn’t break her hymen. Not even with toys. She’d used a dildo before, but never got it deep enough to penetrate the virgin skin.

So, there was the current situation. It was only five thirty, and already Death Metal’s palms were sweaty. Never in a million years would she admit that she was nervous, but underneath that slight earthquake was a fissuring land mass of volcanic proportions. How bad will it hurt? Will this make her sick? How can she make sure that she won’t get pregnant? Death Metal had been punched in the gut more times than she could count, maybe she couldn’t get pregnant. What exactly was Pearl’s plan? Who in the hell was she getting for this?

Death Metal jumped out of her skin as the door opened, and Pearl popped in with her bright, smiling face.

“Hey Daisy!!!” Pearl shouted as she walked into the living room, closing the door behind her. DM scowled at her as she walked in, still gathering herself from such a huge start.

“I thought we agreed to nix the real name calling.” Death said, almost regretting telling Pearl her real name was Daisy Meadow. “So…”

“Oh! Yes, it’s all wired, just let me do the talking, okay? I swear, you will not regret doing this, and always remember that I am not pressuring you.” Pearl said as she sat down beside Death, and took both of her hands. “Just stay calm, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable at any moment. I will cancel the whole thing at a moment’s notice.”

Death Metal looked into Pearl’s eyes, and suddenly she saw those beautiful, soft red eyes as they gazed into her green ones. She started to see that sweet, motherly side to Pearl that use to make her uneasy, but Death started to find them welcoming over time.

“Alright, I’m giving this a chance.” She said, causing Pearl to smile big.

“Great! I have the perfect stallion picked out for you. I think my tactics of matchmaking are spot on in this case! I’ve really out done myself.” Pearl said, tooting her own horn, as usual.

“Yeah, well, Ms. Matchmaker, where is he?” Death Metal said, looking around her living room, then looking back toward the door.

“Hmm? Who?” Pearl asked, and then she snapped out of her sudden trance of brain farting. “Oh! Ummm…” She looked around the living room too, and then did a facepalm. “Oh damnit.”

Pearl Necklace got up from the couch and went back over to the front door of the apartment. She opened the door, and stood out of the way.

“Heeeyyy, thanks for waiting, come on in!” She smiled sweetly as the tall, red pegasus with a black mane walked in. He carried a backpack in his right hand, and a pencil case in the other. Death’s eyes instantly widened a little bit upon seeing him. She… kind of recognized him? She couldn’t place him, but she recognized his face. If she was correct, he usually wore more nerdy, professor-like clothes on a regular basis.

“Ummm, I guess you’re Death Metal. Hi, my name is Fable Prose, and Pearl tells me you need help on a particular subject.” Fable said, extending his hand to her. Her face could not have been more placid. She blinked a few times before taking his hand in a firm shake. She continued to blink, then looked over at Pearl Necklace, then back at him.

“I guess you could say that.” Death Metal said, flat toned, with her face once again resting in its most bitchiest manner. This was both unintentional, and very intentional at the same time, if that made any sense to anyone but her.

“Right, well, don’t worry, I work slow, and as you start to get the momentum, I speed things along until it finally starts to come to you. Do you take notes? Or are you more of a visual learner?”

Death pursed her lips, and her eyes continued to widen with each sentence that he said. Was this what the experts were really like? Weren’t porn movies at least a little true in the nature that men were supposed to be something like a charmer, or at least more… I dunno… smooth?

“I… umm… more of a… hands on… I guess.” Death Metal replied, and as he turned around to open his backpack, and crouch down. He started taking out paper, pencils, and two large text books.

“Well, I’m not sure how you would go for hands on, but I guess we can work with something.” Fable said as he got out a… was that a study guide?

That’s when it hit Death Metal. Her eyes darted over toward Pearl Necklace, who was looking like she was seriously about to burst. Her hands were over her mouth, her cheeks were beet red, tears were running down her cheeks, and with the force of a thousand jet planes, she kept herself from outright laughing! Death gave her the most evil glare she could possibly muster, and it only seemed to make Pearl worse! At this point Pearl lurched over and just barely caught a bursting guffaw.

The whitish gray pony continued to scowl at Pearl until the red stallion turned around with his pencils and notebook paper stack, and she put on a sudden, fake smile.

“So… Fable. What subject are we… studying today?” Death asked as she took a stack of paper, and a number 2 pencil. She was a little surprised that anyone still used the old wooden pencils that needed sharpeners.

“Ummm, Pearl said you were having trouble in Anatomy class.”

Death Metal started nodding at him. Though, he took it as a confirmation that she was going to study anatomy, she had actually just confirmed the fact that she was going to kill Pearl. She would also make sure they never found the body.

By this time, Pearl looked like she was going to suffocate from all of the gales of laughter she was holding back.

“Alright, now I know the hardest part of anatomy is identifying each part of the body in their scientific terminology. They have some pretty long names, and there’s a lot of them. Like the Masseter, it’s right here.” He placed his hand on the side of his face and rubbed it. “It’s pretty much a long word for the cheek. Or the Depressor Labii Mandibularis, it’s just a really smart way of saying the lower jaw.”

Death Metal was about ready to start stabbing him at this point. She looked over at Pearl, who seemed to finally be calming down. She waved at Death Metal, which was pretty much the sign to calm down, she’s got this.

“Ummm, Fable, they’re not on the section of the head, they’re a bit closer to the midsection. So, if you could go to chapter…” Pearl got up and sat near Death, opening her textbook and looking at the table of contents. “Chapter 9, it deals with the nervous system. Specifically in relation to the Femoral Branch?”

“Ah, I see, alright, hold on, let’s get on the same page.” He said, looking through the book.

“Yes, and if you could show us an example. I think that would help the hands-on aspect.” She said as she did her best act in pretending to be engaged. She looked at Death Metal, who seemed to be a little more on board with this plan now, that was until Death looked back at Fable, and her jaw dropped as far as it would go.

Pearl had very seldom seen Death Metal express so much emotion, but when she looked back at Fable, her jaw dropped as well. He was absolutely ripped. He had all six abs plainly visible, and his pecs looked like weird shaped balloons that were on the verge of popping. The shirt made that much difference. His wings certainly did not help the notion that he wasn’t a complete angel.

“Ummm, so yeah, that branch of the nervous system is closer to the pelvis. It connects… oh wait, are you studying female or male anatomy right now?”

“Male…” Death Metal answered before Pearl could, and both of them looked at one another and gave that familiar look.

“Oh, I’m in the wrong section.” He started searching his book some more.

“Yeah, wrong section. I think we’re ready to study closer to the Adductors and the Sartorius region. Around there.” Pearl grinned as Fable’s expression changed substantially.

“Umm…. you mean closer to the pelvic region?”

“The pelvis! That’s what it was called! See? I told you he could help us. That’s what you missed on the test. Thank Celestia they’re allowing you to retake it, am I right?” Pearl asked, and Metal gave a nervous chortle, and slightly nodded.

Pearl Necklace got up from the couch and helped Fable undo his belt, along with his pants. “Now, pay attention, Death Metal, I’m going to help you pass this test even if it kills me.”

Death was suddenly blushing as Pearl undid his pants and pulled them down to expose his boxer briefs. Fable, who was already red, seemed to be darkening his complexion. He tried to say something, but Pearl seemed to already be in teaching mode.

“Now, the muscles down here in the pelvis range from the Superficial Epigastric artery, right over here.” She traced along Fable’s crevice where his hip met his leg. “It’s right next to the Femoral Artery.”

“I thought you were going for the nervous system.” Fable asked when he saw an opening in her speech.

“Oh, it’s a really complicated test.” She smiled up at him. “Now, remember that the Superficial Epigastric Artery is not the same as the Superficial External Pudendal Artery. They’re very close, but one’s on the inner section of the pelvis, right here, but they both run along the Femoral Artery.”

Death Metal started to look at Pearl with some serious props. She wasn’t even looking at the book, and yet she was pronouncing this stuff like she was a medical major. Death’s eyes turned to Fable’s crotch, which was starting to show signs of life. She looked up at his face, and his head was turned to the side, and his complexion went from dark red to bright purple.

“Alright, now let’s move on to the real test criteria.” Pearl said, and down came his drawers. Out popped his huge, dark shaded penis. He gasped, and his eyes widened as it was almost completely erect, and getting harder by the second. The size of it, even Pearl was staring in googly eyed wonder. The more they stared, the harder he got until his manhood was standing up in a diagonal direction.

Fable tried to say something, but Pearl cleared her throat, and snapped herself out of the whimsical trance she fell into. “Starting at the bottom, these big fellows are very important.” She grabbed his balls lightly, and put only slight pressure. “They produce the good stuff, and hang out of the body so that they keep a regulated temperature in which to do so. The inner lamina of prepruce is right above it, making up part of the shaft that extends from the scrotum.”

“Ummm… Pearl?” Fable said, and she looked up at him with a bright smile. “Wasn’t I supposed to… tutor this session?” He said, barely looking at her.

“Well, you see, that’s kind of not why I brought you here.”

“Yeah, I’m kind of noticing that.” Fable scoffed a little bit, making Pearl giggle. He turned to Death Metal, whose eyes seemed fixed on his hard genitalia. She’d seen them before, obviously, but never like this.

“Pearl…” Metal spoke in the quietest voice she could possibly muster. Its volume was just a hair above a whisper. Pearl turned to her, and she motioned for her to come over to her.

She got up from her kneeling position and went over to DM. She leaned in close and Death whispered into her ear for a moment.

“Ummm, Mr. Prose?” Pearl looked at him, and he still had his head turned away.

“Yeah?”

“Could you lift up your penis a little more, and give her a better view of your balls?”

His eyes widened, and he turned his head as far to the side as it would go. Still, he complied, and his scrotum made a very slight dangling motion. They were a very dark brown color, and they had tiny little veins, while the testicles were in perfect view. Death Metal gasped at this, and she also tried to hide her face with her hand. However, she spread two fingers to get a little peek.

“Pearl…” She whispered once again.

“Yes, dear?” She leaned into Death Metal, and there was another short whisper. Pearl giggled again.

“Could you come over to us, please?”

There was a little hesitation, but he did comply, and his cock bobbed up and down in front of them. Pearl gave her a little bit of encouragement, and she turned her head slowly back to Fable. Her hand reached up, and with her palm, she cupped the balls. The scrotum felt so thin, malleable, flimsy, and so very soft. She rubbed her hand over it ever so gently, knowing that it was the ultimate weakness for the male species. All her life she used it as a fail-safe when warding off handsy guys bigger than her. This was different, though, this took her strength away. It made her want to be ever so careful.

Then she noticed that there was a little wet spot on the tip of his cock. She had no idea what it was, but she knew it wasn’t piss. That fucking smell, it was seriously getting to her. It smelled so bad, but she couldn’t stop inhaling it. She started to feel hot under the collar, and the embarrassment she felt was manifesting itself into something far more. It reminded her of her first night with Pearl.

“Now, Death, I’m going to guide you on this one, because I made the mistake of not lubing before handling.” She said as she took a tube of gel out of her purse, and grabbed the gray pony’s wrist. Pearl put a light smear of lube over her palm, and then she goaded her into touching the main part of Fable’s shaft.

Ever so slowly, Death Metal began to jerk Fable’s dick. Soon enough, there came more juice from the tip, and it was smearing on as Death began to run her fingers over the skin from tip to center. Pearl was very impressed. It didn’t take long for her to start wanking like a pro, even making sure to get the pre-cum along with it. Then she did something Pearl didn’t expect. She leaned in, and very gently began to kiss the glans penis, from tip, and all around the bulbous head.

That was when Fable gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. His cock began to tighten, and his breath grew sharp. Pearl was about to tell her to be careful, and make sure that she wasn’t hurting him, but she was already shoving it into her mouth and suck on the shaft just below the head. The pink pony only looked with shock, seeing that her technique looked almost flawless. She used her lips, not her teeth, and made sure to work her tongue over the bottom.

“Oh, fuck.” Fable whispered under his breath, and his face turned up with his eyes clenched shut. She was a natural! Pearl was leaning back in the couch and marveling at her technique at this point.

Death pushed the cock deep, and her muzzle clamped over the preputial ring in the center of it. Pearl’s jaw dropped, noting that she didn’t make a single gag noise as she pulled the long, wet dick from her mouth. Her cheeks were beet red, and her breathing was becoming labored as she jerked the cock a little harder than before.

“Fuck, it’s hot!” Death said as she pulled off her black shirt, glad that she didn’t bother wearing a bra as her tits popped out, feeling the free air. “Okay.” Death gasped her words out as she held the shaft in her palm, and pressed the head of his penis to her cheek, feeling its wondrous warmth. “I think I got that… making friends with it down.”

“Uhhhh I think it’s ready to marry you at this point. Death, are you sure you’ve never sucked a cock before? You were making it your bitch!” Pearl said, her pants were already off at this point, and her panties already had a dark wet spot in the front.

“Yeah, you really… really did a great job.” Fable said, his breathing still not simmered down.

“Thank you, Fable, you’re such a good tutor, giving nurturing, encouraging feedback.” Pearl smiled at him. “Now, to the bedroom!”

It took them no time at all to get to the bedroom, and Death Metal laid down, only to put her hooves up in the air and pull her black jeans off. She wore green lace panties, and blushed as she saw Fable approved of them by the way he smiled, and stared at them.

“Now, Fable, I have heard that you’re not completely inexperienced at this. In fact I heard the girl from the library had a jolly old time.” Pearl gave him a devious grin, and he furrowed his brow.

“Does everyone know about that?” Fable asked, looking down at Death Metal, who shrugged.

“Yes, they do. Now, she’s gotten you nice and ramped up, now it is time for you to return the favor. Girls are a little different, it takes time and careful effort to get them fully ready for--”

She was interrupted as Death Metal accepted his approach, and he hooked his fingers around her panty lace, pulling them down to reveal that she was absolutely dripping wet. Pearl facepalmed as she saw this, and let out a great sigh.

“Death, why exactly are you waterfalling?” She rubbed her eyelids with her thumb and forefinger.

“Hey, you’re the one who told me to go without sex and rubbing one out for a week, this is the result, alright?” Then, before she knew it, she let out a cute little yelp as Fable knelt at the bedside, pulling her hips toward him. Instantly she felt the whole of his tongue all over her inner labia, and she shuddered. She let out a good moan, and put her hand on top of his head. “Oh! Oh, Fable, you’ve got a nice--OH! Tongue!”

“Fuck, that is so hot. I’m almost jealous.” Pearl said as she walked up beside Death Metal’s head. Pearl knelt beside her, and instantly the two of them locked in a passionate kiss. Death moaned into her mouth as Fable did not let up. As her pussy was licked harder, her kiss became more sloppy, unhinged, and her tongue explored all around Pearl’s mouth to the extent that she could barely keep up. Pearl grabbed her tit and caressed it as they tangoed in their mouths.

Then Fable stopped, and left Metal’s pussy a total mess. She was so close to an orgasm, and somehow he knew it! She stopped making out with Pearl and glared at him. He looked back at her, almost seeming worried about her reaction, but at the same time he had a small grin on his face.

“Oh, so cruel.” Pearl said, and then decided that her clothes were just getting in the way, so she started to take them off. “Alright, my dear learners, it’s time to get into position.”

Metal and Fable both looked at each other, though she would not admit it, she wasn’t sure how this was going to turn out, but she wanted started to get closer to the edge anyway. She saw his monster cock lift up with his hand on the very base of it, and she gulped.

“Noooooo, stop right there.” Pearl said, grabbing the head of his thing and making him cringe a little at the sudden sensation. “Switch places with me, Metal.”

Metal turned to her with an eyebrow raised, and Pearl reassured her with a wink. The black haired pony girl blinked, and then complied with her wishes. Pearl got on top of the bed, and removed her panties, her last article of clothing. Then she pulled Death Metal on top of her, with her knees on either side of Pearl’s waist. Fable looked dumbfounded at the double stack of pussy in front of him, and Death Metal blushed as she gazed back at him. Pearl put her hands on either side of her friend’s pussy and spread her lips open to give him a beautiful view of the goods.

“There we go. Now, do not push too hard, Fable. She’s a tough girl but if you do too much to hurt her, I’m going to make you hurt.” Pearl glared at him, stern faced to let him know that she meant exactly what she said.

Fable nodded, suddenly having flashbacks of Final Cut, the girl from the library who he lost his virginity to, and she to him. His manhood pulsed a little bit at the thought, and he positioned himself against her. The glans penis perfectly creviced itself against her inner labia, stretching the opening of her vagina, and she cringed.

“Oh, fuck…” Metal whispered, and Pearl put her hand on her cheek before she could look back.

“Metal… I just want you to know that I’m only doing this because I care for you. And anything you could ever want is what I want to give you. I care for you so much, and I want you to be happy. I never want to see you hurt like you’ve been hurt in the past.” Her hands began to caress Metal’s face, and she gazed at Pearl with a sudden flow of tears welling up in her eyes. “All because... I love you.”

As Fable pushed ever slowly into her, Metal let out a high pitched squeal of fear, joy, passion, and surprise all at once. Then Pearl locked lips with her in such a deep, passionate kiss. Their lips pressed hard against one another, and then Metal felt it. He broke it. The pain shooting through her was one she would never be able to describe. It hurt so bad, but at the same time, there was a great relief. Then there was a wholeness she had within her. She could feel every inch of his cock as he stretched her. She moaned against Pearl’s mouth again. There was a tiny trickle of blood that dripped down her mound, and before she knew it, she felt her entire vaginal tunnel fill to the back.

It hurt, but she didn’t want him to stop. He started to pull back and push in once again. He started doing this with some force, but Metal could take it. She closed her eyes, and tilted her head to the side against Pearl’s kiss.

Before she knew it, Fable was full on fucking her, and she felt the wetness inside of her over flow. She figured this was how it was supposed to feel. What all of those porno stars felt, and what all of those sexoholics went to meetings for. She had to admit, she started to see what all of the fuss was about. She felt so full, so loved in that moment. As she softly broke the kiss with Pearl, she leaned her head against hers and started to moan out loud. Fable grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her into his thrusts, giving her a sense of submission that she didn’t hate.

He was so hard, and the head of his cock was swollen to the point of rubbing every wall inside of her cunt. Their juices dripped out of her wet pussy, and she started to feel the pleasure build to heights far faster than she had in the past. So many mares said that there was nothing that compared to the real thing, Metal couldn’t argue in that moment.

Death’s cries of passion began to build upward, and they were reaching pitches that Pearl had never seen her go to before.

“Oh, yes, good girl! You’re doing soooo well.” She rubbed Death Metal’s face, and was delighted as Death took two of her fingers into her mouth and licked them, sucking on them. Her lust was reaching its peak. Then her eyes widened to their fullest extent, and she let out a scream! She cried out hard, and she started to tremble, her pussy squeezing and releasing Fable’s cock back and forth. Before she knew it, she felt a hot, wet substance fill up her cunny. Metal pressed her cheek hard up against Pearl’s as they cuddled close.

“Ooohh… Pearl…” Metal said as she collapsed onto her, and gasped hard. Fable’s cock slid out of her, though it didn’t lose much of its hardness. “We should have done this sooner.” Death Metal smiled at her.

“Really?” The ecstasy in Pearl could be measured in gallons. She had no idea how she would react to this, and after all of the worrying, there came a best case scenario. “Oh, honey! I’m so happy!” She wrapped her arms around Death Metal’s now sweaty body, and she started to laugh.

“Don’t call me honey, you bitch.” Pearl’s face turned shocked, and she looked at Death Metal once again before they locked lips and started to french kiss hard!

Fable figured he’d give them some privacy, so he started to turn away, only to be stopped by one of Pearl’s upraised legs.

“Hey!--” She spoke from the side of her mouth as she smothered Death with kisses. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

Fable’s eyes widened as he turned toward Pearl, seeing that her legs were now wide open, and her knees were bent up in the air. Death even reached down to her pussy and opened it with two fingers. He didn’t need much coaxing at all. He pushed her knees toward her a little and shoved his cock deep into Pearl’s pink. He wasn’t gentle, he was ramped up to amazing legs. It took him not time at all to reach his full hardness, and Pearl whined, moaning hard against his pushes. Death Metal crawled up a little bit to put the full mass of her tits into her face. The pink pony with fire red hair sucked on her nipples and groaned against them as she felt the enormous cock stuff her like the gorgeous slut that she was.

After having to watch her lover get plowed for the first time, having to witness the amazing body of a stallion with a huge dick get played with, and just everything in between had Pearl Necklace worked up to the point of almost bursting. She was so wet, and she took his enormous dick with grace and style. She lifted her hips upward, and got his fucking at a whole new angle. This brought her to the next level, and it wasn’t long at all before she was grappling with Death Metal. She sucked on every surface she could get her mouth on, and gripped her ass hard, making Death grin. She went down to Pearl and started licking and sucking on her ear. After only a moment, it became entirely too much.

Her orgasm was that of the highest caliber. She started crying out in a slew of high pitched squeals. Even as she came, Fable did not let up. She tried to say something to the effect of slow down, or take it easy, but she couldn’t get it out. His pelvis slapped against hers and his balls swung back and forth against her ass. Even though he had just cum inside Death Metal, he came again, and there was still copious amounts of it. It filled her pussy, and caused her to tremble, breaking out in goosebumps.

Pearl panted, with Death’s black hair all over over face, and her face buried into her neck, they lied there in silence. Their laboring breath filled the room as Fable plopped down on the head of the bed. His sweat poured out of him as he laid there. His cock became flaccid, and he lavished in the feeling of the ceiling fan blowing air onto his piping hot body.

“Wow, you’re a great tutor.” Pearl said as they laid there. This drew a little snort from Death Metal, and made Fable chuckle.

“So what’s your hourly wage?” Pearl asked, grinning over at Fable, whose eyes opened wide toward her. This caused all three of them to laugh, Fable rolled over onto his stomach and started fanning out his wings, stretching them. Pearl couldn’t help but to grab the edge of his wing and move it up and down. Those wings had always fascinated her.

“My hourly wage for two hours is two phone numbers.” He said, and both of them turned their heads to him in surprise. He grinned big, and they looked at one another. They shrugged.

“Lemme see your phone.” Pearl said, holding out her hand.