The crisp air hit your lungs pretty hard as you left the warm confines of the bus. As you stepped into the main bus terminal, you were slightly grateful that it was roofed and away from the elements. Using your headphones as impromptu earmuffs, you pulled your phone out to check the real-time bus schedules.
Everything was jammed up. Bus could be anywhere between thirty minutes and two hours.
It was still snowing several hours after it had started, and the results were in full effect. Your bus was not only a half hour late for pick-up, but you were told by your friendly bus driver that the buses were caught up in traffic and some were cancelled altogether. Apparently in a country that has snow every single year, with weather reports that were very precise and snowfall warnings being told by radio stations for a whole day now, everyone forgot how to drive correctly.
Crashes on the bridge, crashes on the highway, crashes on the roads that people took when there were crashes and crashes everywhere else.
It was one of the reasons why you took the bus.
It wasn’t too much hassle to get to work. Your catering job had its kitchens in the basement and the conference halls up above. Getting in at six in the morning wasn’t too difficult after your third cup of coffee, and the snow wasn’t bad at all. However after several hours of cooking and cleaning up for the conference upstairs, the snow easily quadrupled outside.
The afternoon meeting that you were also going to cook for was cancelled, freeing up your day. Which was great, since you had your next two days off work and you were hoping to grab a few beers and enjoy some Netflix. You worked your ass off over the last two weeks and by golly you were going to enjoy your two days in isolation.
Maybe score some edibles off that cute chick who worked in Cannabis Culture downtown. She always had some good stuff.
Either way you tossed on your winter coat, slapped on a toque and got to the bus. You wanted to get your slowly-freezing ass home so you could get some quality time with your couch.
That’s how you ended up in the bus terminal waiting for a bus that might never come.
Popping the cord into your phone, you cruise Spotify looking for something to get you happier while the place froze. Disturbed? You weren’t in high school anymore. Metallica? Nah that was more for the summer. Rock was always good for the summer. Okay so not rock, switch to EDM, because jazz was for the rain. Tristam? Too soft. Deadmau5? Maybe, but you listen to him all the time so fuck it. DJ Shadow? You had a girl back in your old home that went on and on about him.
Pegboard Nerds? Good enough and heavy enough to play.
The build-up of the song started to play over your headphones as the world began to slip away from you. Music was always good to keep the mind off of everything else, especially when played at max volume. Your mom might not appreciate how you were sonically fucking your ears to oblivion but hey, she was on the other side of the country.
You were an adult!
You thought you heard something making sounds directed to you. Then you noticed the feet when you looked to the side of your phone. They were black combat boots, which lead to jeans and a belt, to a purple coat worn by a girl who had light blue hair with darker blue steaks.
Oh she wanted your attention.
“Wow, you were like, totally lost there weren’t you?” She commented with a smile.
You raised an eyebrow. “You needed something?”
Her smile instantly vanished and she blushed slightly. “Oh sorry! So totally rude of me. Um.. I’m kinda new here and I don’t really know how these buses work. You know how to get to the north side?”
You slipped your phone in your pocket. “Yeah, I’m headed up there myself. Just got off shift but all these buses are jammed up because of the snow. Could be a long time before our transfer gets here.”
The girl looked dejected. “Aww man! I was really hoping to explore the area. I just got here a few weeks ago and this was my first free day to go out and find new places.”
You nod in understanding. “Hey I know how it feels. I got here only three years ago. Took me a bit to know where things are. Where are you from?”
“Oh, Ponyville! Recently moved out here to do that whole ‘finding yourself’ that the older generation love to tease us about.” She replied as she put her hand in her pockets to warm them up.
“Really? I’m from Ponyville too!” You told her, amazed by that coincidence. “Moved out here when I was still in school. Been here ever since I graduated.”
“That’s like, so cool!” She exclaimed in apparent amazement; she was really animated in the way she talked.
Looking her over quickly you noticed two things. First was that she was pretty cute. She was skinny, but not a twig like that Fleur De Lis model you’ve seen in ads downtown. Secondly was that she was incredibly cute, and looked like she was close to your age.
Take the risk? He who dares, wins.
“Hey, since we gotta wait for the buses until these roads clear, wanna get some coffee?” You pointed your thumb behind you. “I’m off work and I can use a warm up anyways. My treat, I know a place.”
She actually made the same expression as that thinking emoji you always saw your friends meme on Facebook. Fingers under the chin and all. It was oddly adorable. “Well why not? I was looking to find out more places so this could be a good start!”
You both started walking down the snow covered streets of Vanhoover, chatting as you lead her to a coffee shop. You pointed out various landmarks and other places to get around. She took it all in, asking questions and made minor notes on her phone for places to check out or eat. All in all, you were really hitting it off with this girl.
Her name was Sonata Dusk too. It was actually really cute, and you made sure that didn’t forget it. You sometimes were bad with names, but thankfully hers was related to music so you could probably remember it.
Walking into a small coffee shop you bought a black coffee with a couple of gingerbread cookies. Sonata has some kind of complex drink that probably was seventy percent sugar as well as a brownie. In a way, she reminded you in a small way of a girl you used to know, Pinkie Pie. Obviously not as hyper. You remember that pink girl being all over the place.
Sonata herself was a nice girl. She still had that younger high school way of saying ‘like’ too much, or using words like ‘totes’ and ‘realzies’. It seemed right for her to say it though. She wasn’t an idiot, that was for sure. She kept up with you in conversation all the way here without being awkward at all.
Taking off your coat and putting it on a chair, you pulled a chair out for Sonata who nodded in thanks as she took her own coat off. She had a nice purple sweater on that was a bit tight, allowing you to appreciate her chest when she wasn’t looking.
You were a guy, and she had a nice rack. Who could blame you?
“So, like, how did you actually get over here? You said something about moving out here?” Sonata said between sips.
Placing your coffee down you thought back. “Yeah it was three years ago. I was home sick after eating some rancid cafeteria food or something. Was throwing my guts up for almost two days. I missed the Fall Formal, and that was a good thing. You heard about the explosion?”
Sonata’s eyes widened. “There was an explosion? Was anyone hurt?”
You shook your head. “Nah, but it closed the school for a while. I asked my friends what had happened. The newspapers said that there was an explosion. My friends said that a bully named Sunset Shimmer turned into a succubus and blew up the school.”
The blue haired girl almost spit out her drink. “Wow Sunset Shimmer? I met her once. She was uhh… well she seemed like too much of a goody-two-shoes to get into trouble.”
“Yeah, she used to be a complete bitch apparently. I was never really in her radar. Either way, I was in my last year and my mom didn’t want the temporary school closure affecting my education so close to college. I was sent over here to be with my Dad and finish school here. I am currently trying to get certification to get into culinary school to be a chef like my Dad.” You munched on a cookie after to allow her to speak.
Also these cookies were fucking amazing.
“Wow, split parents huh. Sorry to hear that.” Sonata sympathetically spoke.
You waved her off. “Nah don’t worry about it. Both of them are better off anyways. It got me into this city in the end. Always kind of liked the place, visited my Dad a few times during summer holidays where we’d go to the Aquarium.”
Sonata perked up at that. “Wow! There is an aquarium here?”
Okay she really liked it. Take it and run with it. Make dad proud.
“Fuck yeah we got an Aquarium. Why, you like sea life?”
Sonata giggled. “Yeah, I am totes close to the sea, it’s one of the reasons I came out here. I…” Sonata rolled her hand around to try and find the right phrasing. “...grew up near the ocean when I was young. I moved to go to high school and met my friends there. Always felt like I belonged closer to the ocean, closer to home you know?”
“I know the feeling. The sound of waves, the smell of the sea air as you walk along it.”
She bounced in her chair in happiness, which gave you a great show of her chest bouncing as well. “I know right? I totally love being out here. That’s why I wanted to learn more so I can really love living in Vanhoover!”
You nodded and took a few more sips of coffee. “So why did you come out here.”
You almost felt like you fucked up as she visibly deflated. “Ah well that’s a different story. So like, my friends and I were really close yeah? Well we also fought a lot, but we always stuck together. Does that make sense?”
You shrugged. “Kind of. You are talking to the son of divorced parents. People have their reasons to be around eachother even when it doesn’t work out.”
She smiled a little and ran her finger around the rim of her cup. “Well, so like, we were close like I said. We go real far back and they were my first and only friends when I moved. So we stuck around each other since we felt stronger when we were in a group. However things got really bad once we graduated. We fought more and more, nothing was fun anymore and we just didn’t…”
Oh boy this was going bad. Holy shit get this back on track. You gently place your hands on hers. “Hey we don’t have to talk about it. Took me a few years before I opened up about my parents and how it made me feel. I am not one to judge people.”
She smiled at your touch and reassurance. “No it’s fine, feels good to get this off my chest. You’re totally the first person I have ever told this to. This feels kinda weird though, this weird to you?”
You shrugged as your hands broke apart. “Nah, maybe it’s because I can understand. How many people you meet with split parents?”
She thought for a moment. “You know? You are right!” Wow, that certainly was fast and accepting. “Okay, I’ll continue for realzies this time.”
She took a decent gulp of her drink. “Okay so eventually I felt like I was going to be better off without them. It was really scary though. I spent so much of my time with them it felt like my entire world was based on being with them. So one day, after a long fight about something stupid that I can’t remember, I told them I was going. That was a whole other fight too. I ran away from them in tears and packed my bags that night. Even on the flight over here I wondered if I ever made the right decision.”
You leaned back. “When was the moment you knew you did? My Dad said his was when he was standing on the patio of his apartment, knowing that he could do anything and that he had nothing to hold him back, especially my mother.”
“Wow, you really do know what you are talking about! Well I was standing right at the edge of this dock right beside the sea, I had jumped the fence to get into a private pier and stood at the end of one of the larger floaty things.” Sonata started.
“They didn’t stop you?” You inquired.
She giggled as she nibbled on a cookie. “Oh, you’d be surprised what you can do when you look like you know what you are doing. People paid me absolutely no mind.”
You nodded in appreciation. Takes guts to pull that off but it can take you places. Got you through a few issues with customers. “So what did you find?”
“Well it was almost nothing really. I pulled off my boots and socks and dipped my feet into the water by sitting on the edge of the docks. The water was totally freezing but it didn’t bother me much at all. The sun was in the sky, the seagulls were fighting over some food, people were walking by and boats were coming onto the pier. It was really peaceful you know? I felt then and there that I had made the right decision. I couldn’t remember the last time I could spend a day and hear nobody fighting.”
“That sounds really nice Sonata. Feel better?”
Sonata was smiling wide now, and nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! That feels way better. So good to finally talk about it. Thanks so much!”
Okay, time to bring out the big guns. “So, I kind of might be stepping on personal space here, but I really like how much fun we are having. You seeing anyone?”
The blush on Sonata’s face was priceless. “Well, uhh… no not really. Why?”
You pulled out your wallet and flashed a card. “I have a membership to the Aquarium. You free today to check it out? I get a free pass with my card that I haven’t used yet. We can always go another time though if you don’t wanna go.”
“Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes… wait what about the busses?”
“Fuck ‘em. Only a twenty minute walk from here. You good to go?”
“YES.”
ooOO==OOoo
That was how you got hooked into spending your entire afternoon off with a girl you barely knew. You knew that you had two things in common, that you were from Ponyville and that you both loved the sea.
As it turned out, they were far from the only things you shared though. While you walked to the Aquarium you both learned that you wanted to go skiing. It was something that you kept putting off and for her she never had the chance. Vanhoover had beautiful mountains and even better slopes.
There wasn’t even an “if this date goes well” either, it was just something you two planned on doing eventually.
Sonata also worked as a movie theatre attendant full time. She joked about how much she watched movies and decided to make a job out of it. Her fellow coworkers said she would grow tired of it, but she never did. You both found out you enjoyed a lot of the same movies, and talked about actors and upcoming movies you wanted to see.
As you passed through the aquarium gates and beyond the bored ticket booth guy, you saw her get more and more visibly excited.
You two enjoyed the ‘fish zoo’ as Sonata called it jokingly. The next few hours were spent practically alone because of the weather. Spare for a few staff members you two never really saw anyone else. You got to ask a ton of questions and the people working there were relieved to have someone cure them of boredom.
It was weird how well you two clicked for having different personalities. Even though you weren’t as bubbly as her, she never went overboard. Even though you were slightly slower walking through and seeing all the different fish and animals, Sonata never urged you to go faster. She would talk all about her favourite fish and sea creatures, and you’d encourage her to keep talking. You’d offer your own comments and she would make her own thoughts from it.
It was very refreshing.
Going through the halls you talked about music. She was into Pop, of course, but she liked EDM and didn't mind rock at all. “One of my friends was really into emo and other stuff so I got exposed to a bunch of music. I like anything with a beat.”
You two continued to talk about music for a bit, but that stopped when she came across a giant tank full of jellyfish.
It was a beautiful sight. Her hands were pressed against the glass as the jellies softly swam in their large enclosure. There had to be over a hundred jellyfish inside the tank. Her eyes were wide with a huge smile on her face like she was truly happy. You couldn’t help but feel a small fluttering in your chest. It was just so pure, the enjoyment she had watching the jellyfish float by. You pulled out your phone and took a quick picture.
That is how you got her number too, asking her how you could send it to her. You smooth motherfucker you.
Over the course of a few hours you saw everything there was to see. You two headed out of the aquarium, through the gift shop of course, and headed outside where miraculously it stopped snowing. “Well that was a lot of fun. Enjoy yourself?”
“I really did! Thank so much for taking me out here! I had an amazing time for a first date.” She said, as she did a small spin in the winter air.
You chuckled. “Date now is it? We are going out?”
“Well I figured after you asked me if I was single that this would be a date.” Sonata replied with a wink. “Why? Think you can’t handle me?”
You laughed as you walked beside her, leading her to a bus stop. “Nah, I think we are doing just fine. Now I could take you out to dinner, but you know I’m a chef. Want to come back to my place and I can cook you up something?”
She nodded. “Well it sounds a lot better than a guy asking me for ‘Netflix and chill’, so yeah sure.”
“Oh I totally got the Netflix, but with this weather I think we have had enough chill.”
She smacked you on the side of the arm before wrapping hers around it. “Well that was corny as all Tartarus.”
You two laughed and you saw a bus down the street slowly making its way to you. “Welp, let’s go then. I hope you don’t mind tacos.”
“TACOS?” She yelled excitedly, almost taking off your ear.
You rubbed your ear to relieve the ringing. “You approve?”
“Tacos are like, my totes favourite food ever!” Sonata exclaimed as if tacos were her religion.
It would be her religion too, once she ate your taco. That sounded dirty.
The bus ride was mostly uneventful, apart from Sonata bouncing in her seat going “tacos, tacos, tacos, tacos” very quietly under her breath. Guess this girl really liked her Mexican cuisine. You wondered if it only was tacos that she liked. You could make burritos, quesadillas, and empanadas too.
You took cooking seriously.
Eventually you both got off the bus and into your apartment building. She made comments on how she liked it and you made small talk of when you rented it out and the like. You got up to the twenty fifth floor and opened up your apartment.
It was a single bedroom place, nothing too fancy. It was Vanhoover, these places went for a lot. You had some art on the walls to liven it up that you bought from independent studios and booths downtown. Your kitchen and living room were all in one large room, a large table somewhat separating both. Luckily you cleaned up a few days ago and were so busy at work you come home and passed out instead of making a mess. Your bedroom was through a door by the living room and the bathroom was on the kitchen side, making the “square” of your apartment.
“Wow! This is actually a really nice place. I thought a chef would have dishes everywhere from cooking so much.” Sonata commented as she hung her coat up in your closet.
Sonata also took off her combat boots and sweater. You were right, she did have a nice chest. Her shirt had a cute little octopus on it, which was plainly obvious considering how much she loved the sea. She also went nuts for the octopus in the aquarium too.
“Alright, feel like helping me out?” you asked as you got the meat and an onion from the fridge.
“W-wait, help you out? I d-don’t know how to cook.” Sonata stuttered, suddenly unsure of herself.
You gestured her over and got two knives from the drawer. You sharpened them up quickly and handed her one. “Nonsense. Anyone can cook, you just need to have practice.”
You sliced an onion in half, giving her one with a spare cutting board. “I’ve trained guys who were stoned, I am quite sure you can do it too alright?”
Sonata held the knife loosely in her hand. “I’m not too sure, I have like, no experience. My ex-friends said I was too clumsy to help in the kitchen.”
“Fuck them then. I’ll go real slow and you just copy okay?” You say. “Now grip the knife and have confidence. If you don’t believe in yourself, believe in me who believes in you.”
You showed her the proper way to grip the knife, with a firm grip but not tense. You even spun your knife in your hand to show off a little. “See? With enough practice you will be able to chop anything like a pro!”
Sonata’s face took on a look of determination and she looked down at the chopping block, with her hand tightly gripping the knife. “Oki doki. Let’s do this.”
You spent the next ten minutes showing her how to effectively chop an onion into small pieces without crying a river or making them look mangled. Sonata really looked proud of herself too. “Wow, I did all of this!”
“I told you that you could do it, anyone can cook. It just takes patience and skills that you eventually learn. Now let’s get this cooking with some olive oil and get the beef in a bit.” You replied.
Great thing about being in the kitchen with Sonata was not only was she a good learner, you were nice and close too. You’d both nudge each other with an elbow as you shredded cheese or bumped hips when you were cutting a few green and red peppers. You both settled on making soft tacos, and used tortillas to wrap up all the ingredients once they were cooked.
You did put on Netflix of course. Who doesn’t watch Netflix or something while eating? It was more appropriate too since you two spent the entire day talking. Of course you picked Ratatouille to watch as well, had to continue the whole ‘anyone can cook’ thing you had going on.
Plus it was Pixar. Bitches love Pixar and Disney.
First dinner started off with you two sitting beside each other on your couch as you loaded up Netflix. Through the movie and dinner you both would comment on the movie and Sonata would try to be inconspicuous and get closer to you. As you two finished your tacos, you pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and Sonata snuggled up to you, enjoying the heat and closeness. You wrapped your arm around her and soon you two were snuggling together.
It felt… right. You two were clicking so well together that it didn’t really feel unnatural. Sonata Dusk was quite a charmer, you’d swear she was some kind of siren or another mythical beast. She was really cute, enjoyed a lot of stuff that you did and complemented your slower pace with her energy. You both could easily talk to each other, and held and interest in one another’s hobbies.
Soon, the movie ended and the credits started to roll. You moved your arm to turn down the volume. Your arms was grabbed out of the air. “Nooooooo.” Sonata half-whined.
“What’s up Sonata?” You asked wrapping your arm back around her as she turned to face you.
She blushed and looked to the side and looked sad. Your poor heart, this is how you died. Cuteness overload. “Well, I just.. I really enjoyed today and don’t want it to end.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Well yeah, I really had a fun time too. You’re pretty awesome.”
Sonata smiled a bit when you said that. “Yeah, and you are too! You listen to everything I say and don’t fight with me or disagree. You spent all of your day off with some girl you didn’t know. You took me to the aquarium and we had a great time. You even let me cook! I never got to cook with my f-friends…”
You smiled back and kissed her cheek, not wanting to scare her off. You also kicked yourself for not kissing her on the mouth like an alpha, you fucking beta. “Hey I’ve had an amazing time too and I don’t want it to end as well. You’re fantastic Sonata, don’t let anyone else say what you can or can’t do. When you set your mind to it, I know yo can ge-mmf!”
Sonata cut you off by wrapping her arms around your neck and kissing you. At first they were small pecks, but eventually you two locked lips. After a brief moment of you two enjoying each other’s kisses, she backed off, breathing deeply.
“Okay, wow, like whoa I totally just did that.” Sonata looked at you. “You cool with this? We going too fast? This just feels really great and I really like you and I totes don't wanna mess this up.”
You kissed her on the lips and she gave a quiet moan as you hit ‘mute’ on the remote. “You can do whatever you want, I’m down.”
She blushed once again as you lay back on the couch, with her climbing on top. “For realzies?”
You gave her another kiss and places your hands on her hips before moving to her ass. “Fo’ realzies.”
Sonata giggled and kissed you again, this time lightly licking your lips. You knew how this song and dance went, and you opened your mouth so you could play with her tongue. You both made out on the couch and you thuroughy groped her tight jeans-clad ass. It was nice and firm with a bit of give, the type of girl you knew who kept herself in shape.
Her hands were all over your neck, followed by stroking your hair. Her moans increased the more you played with her butt. “Enjoying yourself there?” Sonata giggled as you gave her a squeeze.
“Of course, been trying not to stare at your butt all day. Looks amazing in these jeans.”
“Well then I’ll have to do some grabbing of my own.” Sonata replied as her hands rubbed across your chest.
As you both got back to french kissing, it was your time to release a groan as she reached down and groped your stiffening member, also trapped in the jeans you put on after work. You two didn’t even speak, both of your hands finding one another’s jean button and popping it. Sonata bit your lower lip as you slipped a hand into her pants and rubbed her sex through her panties.
Your fingers coming out her jeans sticky with her arousal, you hooked your thumbs around her pants and pulled them off her, wet panties as well. The blue haired girl moving her legs in an attempt to strip herself out of her pants as fast as possible, staring right back at you with a heavy blush on her face.
“Oh jeez,” is all she says before returning to your mouth as your hands found her hips.
You slipped your hand across her toned stomach, her breath hitching as you stroke a finger across her soaked lips. It was then you noticed that she was completely shaved smooth, not even as much as stubble outside of her pussy. Sonata broke the kiss and closes her eyes as she gasps, not wanting to look at you in embarrassment as you slip inside of her to the knuckle. Stroking her inner walls had a more profound effect, as she moved the collar of your shirt to suck on your skin.
You spent the next few minutes loosening her up, popping a second, then eventually a third finger as she got closer and closer to her orgasm. You thoroughly enjoyed taking your time coaxing cute moan after moan from her lips as you toyed with her body. While you pushed her along in pleasure, she eventually got your shirt off and covered one side of your collarbone in hickies and bite marks. The light pain and the smell of arousal got your motor running, and you couldn’t wait to get out of your pants.
Sonata grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of her, a bit to your confusion because you swear she was close. “More. I need more, this won’t be enough.” She said as she pulled your pants off, your erection slapping against your belly as it is freed from the confines of it’s tight prison.
“That is totally what I was hoping for.” Sonata deviously grinned as she leaned forward and licked you from base to tip.
After a few very deep bobs of her head over your cock, you tapped her head. She looked up at you quizzically, which was adorable and sexy with her mouth stuffed with your cock. “Turn around, I wanna taste you while you suck me off.”
She blushed and popped off your member, turning around so her cute butt was over your face. It was clear then how much she was getting wet, her pussy was practically drooling, with a sticky strand connecting her left lip to her inner thigh. You gripped her butt and lowered her treasure to your lips like a dying man finding water in a desert. The moan across your cock was amazing as you licked her fluids up before diving into her pussy.
You two toyed with each other for a while, finding little ways to try and increase your pleasure. Sonata would periodically try and deepthroat you, her throat swallowing and stroking your length. You would pull out all the tricks, trying to switch up between predictable sucks and licks to chaotic teasing.
It all came to a close when you decided to get creative and slowly slip a finger deep inside Sonata’s ass. You normally asked a girl if you were going to slip a digit inside her back door, but you felt so in tune with Sonata that you lubed yourself with her juices and gently pushed your way inside. Considering how almost effortless it was to get into her tight hole, she must have toyed back there. Instantly Sonata let your cock fall from her mouth as her back curved. She trembled, crying out as her body shook from an intense orgasm. You just smiled as you sucked on her clit and wiggled your finger inside her butt. You teased and moved inside the cute girl as her orgasm subsided.
So Sonata was a butt slut. Good to keep in mind for the next date. Bring lube.
You let her go and she climbed off your face, your finger sliding out of her as she shakily got to her knees. “Wowzers! I never have been with anyone who willingly just went for my butt. You must like it as much as I do.” Sonata commented as she stood up in front of you.
“Well it looks so great I had to play with it.” You cockily said as you leaned up and sat back onto the couch.
“Well cutie, time for the main event then. Ready to stuff my taco with your meat?” Sonata rhetorically questioned as she took off her shirt and slightly lacy bra.
You stared at her tits, easily large enough to fill the palm of your hands, perfectly youthful and perky. Her body was magnificent, again, almost as if it was made to please you. That is when you noticed something about sonata that somehow got you even harder. Her nipples stood erect, a thin metal barbell piercing shining from both breasts in the light of your living room. “You like it? My friend Aria and I got them done together. I haven’t had anyone else see them, so whatcha think?”
“I think that totally makes up for the taco pun. Holy shit get those over here.” You replied, Sonata jiggling and giggling as she straddled your lap.
You grope and kiss her breasts as soon as she was settled on your lap. Your tongue lightly caressing each nipple, pinching the skin between the metal and your lips. Sonata gripped your head as she pressed her soaked sex against your hard shaft, grinding as you enjoyed yourself.
Sonata leaned back and you moved one hand to her back, the other one adjusting yourself as you get ready for her to ride you on your couch. You pause for a moment, knowing you forgot something. “Wait, I gotta grab a condom from my room.”
The girl in your lap gave you a sexy little chuckle. “Oh don’t worry about that sweetie. I’m clean and you don’t have to worry about anything else.”
“Fo’ realzies?” You asked, you had to be sure of these things.
“For…” Sonata started as she popped the tip of your cock inside her before sinking down into your lap, “...realzies.”
Wiggling in your lap, you were soon buried right to the base inside of her. “Holy fuck okay it’s been a while but this is amazing.” Sonata whispered into your ear as she grinds on you.
She wasn’t lying too. Her pussy was slick, wet, tight and almost was perfectly suited to fit you. Another thing about this girl that seemed otherworldly. You weren’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth though and started moving. You hoped she would have got used to your girth by now, pumping what you could into her with the room you had to move.
Sonata picked up on what you wanted and started getting into it. Bouncing on your lap, you got the feel of her pussy sliding on you cock with the satisfying slaps of her taking you balls deep every time she dropped herself. Both of you couldn’t contain your cries of passion, moans reverberating off the walls and you were sure that you were going to have to apologize to the neighbours tomorrow.
Gripping her hips, you helped her ride your cock like there was no tomorrow. She was like an animal, gripping your shoulders and leaving deliciously painful scratches across it. The pain spiked your pleasure as her walls milked you for your seed. Sonata’s cries and moans were probably a show for you, but they sounded amazing, almost as if she was singing to you. You felt like you were in a trance, almost stoned even as you could only concentrate on the sounds of her voice and the feel of her body bringing you to heights you’ve never experienced with a girl.
You felt like you snapped awake as Sonata shrieked out your name, paired with an “I’m cumming!”
You fucked her straight through her orgasm, using nothing but your remaining strength to drive through the tightness of her climax as you were tossed over the edge too. You leaned forward, mouth latching onto her breast as you sucked hard on her metal-clad nipple. Ropes upon ropes of backed-up semen blasted inside of her tunnel, coating her walls with your seed. You prayed she wasn’t lying about you not having to worry; without any release for over a week you are sure your cum would give birth control a fair challenge.
All great things must come to an end too soon, eventually you stop pumping her full of your cream, and she stops twitching on your cock. It doesn’t stop her from settling down on you however, keeping you inside her. Not that you were complaining, she felt amazing.
Sonata was the first to speak up. “Wow you certainly filled m-”
You stopped her from making a taco joke with a kiss. “Yeah I know. How about we get to my bed?”
Sonata giggled again, as she usually did, and got off your lap. You enjoyed the sight of your cum almost falling out of her as she grabbed her panties and slipped them on. “Well, lead the way handsome.”
You grabbed your boxers from the jeans pile and also put them on as you pick your little blue haired girlfriend bridal style. “Well this totes is cool too.”
You placed her in your bed under the blankets and slipped in beside her. Instantly she cuddled up as the small spoon.
“You know what? I think I really did make the right choice.” Sonata yawned as she snuggled into you, her warm body heating up the cold blankets.
“I have to agree wholeheartedly.” You replied.
“For realzies.”
Author's Note
So it was either I write this or suffer through a whole hour of Getting Over it. So yeah fuck that.
Thanks again to Flutterpriest, who encouraged me by provoking my Canadian Blood to write this story.
Thanks again to Dustchu, wh appreciates my porn as much as I do.
Special super subscriber thanks to Fedairkid, who is always there for my streams and put up with a lot of my terrible writing. WHO KNEW THAT AN AUTHOR LIKE ME CAN'T TENSE CORRECTLY? Seriously though thanks a lot dude.
Thanks for you guys for reading this fic, I hoped you like it.
