The lights of Las Pegasus seemed to shine brighter than ever before. Ponies went about their nightly rituals of fun. Some visited the casinos and tried to turn the hoof of Lady Luck in their way. Others patronized the swanky restaurants that coated the main thoroughfare. Still a third group managed to muscle their way into giant sporting arenas to watch ponies fight each other for huge cash prizes. Lurid behavior was not in short supply, and it seemed that the local police department had its hooves full. You couldn’t go a second without hearing a police pony attempt to run down some ne’er-do-well.
But for two certain ponies, it was a city of romance. Lyra Heartstrings and Bon-Bon, recently married mares, had come to the town for their honeymoon. The rings symbolizing their union gleamed in the light and they both felt jittery. They were losing their Las Pegasus virginity, and each one was a little nervous about staying in the city. After all, their parents and other elders had warned them to stay away from the metropolis. But now that they’d arrived, they felt a need to play, and wanted very much to take in everything the town had to offer.
It was 1:00 in the morning by the time they finally got to their hotel room. They’d played some at the slots, won some bits, and promptly spent them on a nice dinner. Then, they dropped by a local club and danced for a couple of hours. Finally, Lyra told her new wife that she wanted very much to see their home for the week. It had been specially booked by Princess Twilight herself, and to say that Lyra was excited to finally gaze upon it would be an understatement. That, and she couldn’t wait to have sex with Bon-Bon for the first time. She always wanted to do it when they were dating, but didn’t ever have the nerve to bring it up. Now, she finally felt courageous enough to ask for it.
The room was everything the mares wanted and more besides. A comfortable bed filled with fluffy pillows adorned the center of the room. Beautiful, luscious carpet fell beneath their hooves. It was so thick that neither of the two could see the bottom of their appendages. A mahogany desk, and an exquisite chest of drawers sat opposite each other. Off to the side, a large, spacious bathroom sprawled its way into the room’s design. It had a huge bathtub, with hot water jets being the main feature. Lyra immediately knew that this would be a great place for foreplay, so she determined to get her mate into the tub as quickly as possible.
“Oh, Bon-Bon…” She called sweetly.
“Baby, you know you don’t have to call me that behind closed doors,” her lover said, entering the bathroom, “I mean, you can call me Sweetie Drops.”
“Mm…Bon-Bon’s just so…beautiful,” Lyra commented, “plus, it’s the name I fell in love with.”
“Okay, okay,” Bon-Bon said as Lyra kissed her cheek, “fine. Call me whatever you want, as long as it’s in bed. I’m exhausted!”
“Oh, you’re not that tired,” Lyra said seductively, “I mean, we haven’t even gotten to…you know…”
Suddenly, Bon-Bon became lost. Her wife was raising her eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner, though she didn’t know what the suggestion was. It was very early in the morning, and all she wanted to do was cuddle Lyra and sleep peacefully. After all, that was what wives did, wasn’t it? At least, that’s what she was under the impression of. Lyra’s new behavior was rather odd and, as Bon-Bon looked on, the light mint pony narrowed her eyes. She then used her magic to turn on the bath water.
“Um…are you gonna take a bath, Lyra?” Bon-Bon asked.
“Mm…I’m glad you asked, my little candy drop,” Lyra responded seductively, “I thought we might bathe together.”
“And get your dirt all over me?! No, thanks!” Bon-Bon exclaimed.
“But…don’t you get it?” Lyra asked, “It’s our wedding night, Bon-Bon.”
“So?”
Suddenly, one of those cliché record scratch noises sounded in Lyra’s head. The horrible though hit her like a freight train. Her lovely bride, the pony she loved more than life itself, had no idea what sex was. It shocked her into silence, and she simply sat and stared. She knew that a jewel waited for her underneath Bon-Bon’s tail. But if her lover didn’t know how to use it, then it might as well have been made of cardboard. So, she simply sat there slack jawed, wondering where it was that Bon-Bon had screwed up in her youth. Everypony’s parents had sex talks with them…didn’t they?
“Um-er-wh-I-can’t…believe it,” Lyra finally managed to squeak, “I mean…you honestly don’t know what happens on a wedding night?”
“No, why? Is it something special?” Bon-Bon asked, cocking her head cutely.
“Of course it’s special!” Lyra exclaimed, “oh, my Celestia, you have no idea what we’re supposed to be doing right now! Your brain is full of dust!”
“Are you calling me stupid?!” Bon-Bon asked angrily.
“No, no, baby, I’d never call you that,” Lyra said hastily, “but at the same time, I’m not gonna sit here and tell you a lie! Holy shit, I cannot believe that nopony ever taught you!”
“Taught me WHAT?!” Bon-Bon asked.
Lyra sighed, realizing that patience was the key to cracking this puzzle. “About…sex, my love. That special thing that ponies who are in love do with each other.”
“Sex?” Bon-Bon asked, “I think I’ve heard of it.”
Lyra brightened. “Really? Then you do know something of it?”
“Well, some of the places we passed said ‘fully nude mares’ and ‘sex, sex, sex,’ on the way in,” Bon-Bon said, “I didn’t know what it meant, but I just kind of figured I wasn’t meant to know.”
Lyra’s look faded and she became dumbfounded again. The initial shock had worn off, replaced by a feeling of terrible dread. Bon-Bon, her sweet precious Bon-Bon, knew nothing of the special thing that they were supposed to do. But then, a thought crossed her mind and she smiled. She suddenly realized that it was up to her to teach her lover how to mate. Things quickly became interesting, and she wound her way around Bon-Bon, leaving little kisses as she went.
“Those places are trashy,” Lyra said, “why don’t you allow me to show you what it’s like to be a little more…classy?”
With that, she pulled Bon-Bon into a deep kiss, shutting her partner up for good. She weaved magic over the bathtub faucet, spinning its dials and causing a flood to inundate the area. Maneuvering out of the kiss, she wiggled herself suggestively as she stepped into the warm water. Bon-Bon quickly followed suit. She still wasn’t sure exactly what was happening, but she found that her heart thudded enjoyably whenever Lyra moved. The mares scooted against each other, kissing as the warm liquid moved around their bodies.
Bon-Bon was going to say something, but Lyra’s wet hoof stopped her. The minty mare moved around her wife, nudging her ever so slightly towards one of the built in jets. Once the ex-secret agent was in position, Lyra asked her to move her tail. Bon-Bon was curious, but did as she was told. Then, in a flurry of activity, the jet sprang to life, gushing a wondrously amazing stream of water right onto Bon-Bon’s vagina. The light beige pony moaned as sexual pleasure shot through her being for the first time. Everything was exacerbated by Lyra, who peppered the experience with kisses and light nips.
“You like?” She purred.
“I…I LOVE,” Bon-Bon sputtered in a thrilling daze, “oh, Lyra…please tell me there’s more!”
“There’s plenty more, darling,” Lyra whispered, licking Bon-Bon’s cheek.
“Can…can it happen here?”
“Of course.”
With those words, the mating began. Lyra gently shut off the jet and asked her lover to lie on her back. Bon-Bon graciously acquiesced, getting comfortable in the warmth of the water. Lyra got on top of her, driving her tongue deep into her throat before kissing a trail down her stomach. Bon-Bon caught on quickly, lifting her rump into the air and exposing her glorious jewel to the outer elements. Lyra responded by biting her inside the thigh, eliciting squeaks of joy from above.
“Oh, my stars, Lyra!” Bon-Bon exclaimed, “you’re…biting me!”
“Mm…and you taste amazing, my candy drop,” Lyra cooed.
“But, why? Why do I like being bitten?”
“Because you’re sensitive down here,” Lyra explained, “every move I make that’s even close to your private area will feel amazing. It’s supposed to be this way.”
“Oh, please…show me more!” Bon-Bon pleaded.
“As you wish…”
Lyra then attacked Bon-Bon’s jewel with full force. Her tongue was something of a buzzsaw, cutting through its gorgeous foe with reckless abandon. Bon-Bon howled her pleasure to the ceiling as Lyra went down on her for the first time. Her pussy spat out juices as quickly as Rainbow Dash’s Sonic Rainboom, forcing her partner to work double time to drink it all. Every little lick was done with an amazing sense of love and devotion, and Bon-Bon suddenly wondered if she’d be called upon to do the same to Lyra.
“Baby?” She asked.
“Hm?” Lyra said, looking up from Bon-Bon’s nethers.
“Do you…want me to lick you?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Lyra flipped herself around so that her ample rump sat on the bridge of her lover’s nose. Bon-Bon took the hint and began her own session of licking and biting. The newlyweds moaned into each other, the warmth of the water acting as a catalyst for their love. It was the most amazing bath either of them had ever taken, and soon, their moans turned into shrieks. They didn’t care who heard, nor if the police came and asked them to quiet down. Shouting their love to the entire world was something of a pastime for them. Normally, they did it visually. But tonight, they were bound to do it verbally.
Orgasms were soon on the way, so Lyra spun herself around and began pumping like a stallion. The girls moaned and shouted as they made love, water splashing around them and leaking onto the floor below. Their vaginas combined to squirt extra liquid into the bathing material, thus adding more fuel to their already blazing fire. Thrust after thrust after thrust came, with Lyra vocalizing at a higher pitch as her cunny got ready to burst. She braced herself and kissed Bon-Bon deeply, forcing every drop of love into the gesture. As she did so, her body finally gave out, and she screamed into her mate’s mouth. She felt her jewel pulsate three or four times before dumping a wonderful stream of liquid onto Bon-Bon’s crotch.
For the newbie, this entire experience was something to remember. Once Lyra finished with her orgasm and collapsed onto her, she began pumping upwards. Waves began flowing again as the girls made love again. But this time, Bon-Bon was in control, and she ensured that Lyra knew it. She decided that she wanted to be on top, so she slammed Lyra onto her stomach and began loving her from behind. Lyra shrieked as she felt her asshole being targeted, screaming for more as her delicate body part was ravaged.
“OH! OH! OH! FUCK, BON-BON! FUCK ME, BABY!”
“MM! MM! OH! I didn’t even know I was capable of this!” Bon-Bon yelped, “but…I feel…right!”
“I feel right too, darling! Oh, my FUCKING CELESTIA, that’s good! Fuck my poop hole, baby! Fuck it! Fuck it good!”
There was something about seeing Lyra’s most private bodily orifices spread out in front of her that made Bon-Bon go insane. She bent over her mate and humped faster than she ever thought possible. The splashing of the water made it all the more intense, and Bon-Bon began instinctively looking for something to shove into Lyra’s anus. Then, she spied it: a roll of toilet paper. She reached over and grabbed it, tearing pieces off and shoving them deep into Lyra’s anal duct.
“Oh, fuck, yes!” Lyra cried, “you’re shoving things into my butt! Oh, it feels good! Now, shove them into my pussy! Please!”
“What’s a pussy?” Bon-Bon asked.
“Oh, yeah, I forgot you don’t know the lingo,” Lyra said, “it’s just my vagina. You know, the hole below my poop hole!”
“Oh, that!” Bon-Bon said, “sure, I can shove something in there.”
Lyra braced herself but didn’t expect the massive ball of paper that Bon-Bon shoved inside. Then, the beige pony went wild with her thrusts, fucking Lyra within an inch of her life. Pleasure shot through both ponies as a huge bout of energy pushed them forward. Oblivion was calling, and the two were happy to fall into its forelegs. After one final thrust, they both screamed and collapsed into each other, panting deeply. They kissed and cuddled, enjoying the combination of water, fur, sweat, and sexual liquids.
“So…that’s sex, hm?” Bon-Bon asked.
“Uh-huh,” was all Lyra could get out.
“Good Celestia,” Bon-Bon breathed, “if that was normal sex, then I can’t wait to see what else you come up with.”
“Well, we have a whole lifetime to explore,” Lyra said, cuddling deeper into her best friend, “and it’ll all be just between the two of us.”
“I love you, my sweet melodious Lyra,” Bon-Bon whispered as she felt sleep begin overtaking her.
“I love you, my candy drop,” Lyra responded as she fell to its clutches as well.
