The Clothes Make the Mare
The room around you felt less than comforting as the awkward silence gripped you. As much as you had dreamed of finding yourself in your marefriend’s bedroom for the past year or so, the real thing had only left you speechless as you nervously awaited her return.
Looking around at the unfamiliar wallpaper and posters that were plastered on the walls, you couldn’t help but begin to question why you were here. Lyra Heartstrings, the single pony who showed you how to take chances and not be afraid of the unknown, had invited you back to her comfortable home on the condition that you wait on her bed so that she could surprise you with something. Your hands begin to sweat as your mind could only imagine the possibilities.
After years of saving yourself, was she finally going to-…No, it couldn’t be. She probably just wrote a new song and wanted to hear your opinion or something like that. She was quite talented with that lyre of hers, despite having rather imprecise hooves. Still, you were sure that she had honed her skills since she got her cutie mark when she was just a filly, even if you weren’t there for it.
Lyra was never known for any perverted behavior after all, and the most you had ever done with her was a light kiss that lasted approximately 2 seconds before Lyra got too embarrassed and turned away. That was a few weeks prior, and neither of you chose to bring it up since then. The long wait having worn down your heavy anticipation, you sighed and close your eyes just before a soft voice spoke.
“Oh. Uhh, you can…open your eyes now.”
Lyra’s voice was somehow nervous and unsure, leading you to briefly wonder what was wrong as you opened your eyes and found quite the attractive sight. Standing just a few feet in front of you, you saw on her rear a thin pair of tight, red panties, cradling her flanks in all the right places. In addition to this little number, she also happened to have two sets of black socks with green stripes adorning her hooves. Not one to be very subtle in your response, you hold back drool as you stammer awkwardly while she silently blushed .
“It’s- You look really- uhh…wow.”
“Do you like them? They feel…really nice to wear for you.”
The mare wiggled her rear a bit and felt the soft fabric brush against her fur as she continued to excite herself in front of you. While it was quite the change of pace for you to see Lyra like this, you found no reason to question it. After saying that, the unicorn walked over to you in a sultry manner, adding emphasis to each step with her silk-covered hooves. As she did so, however, you couldn’t help but notice the slight stumble in her movement and felt the need to ask.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m…fine.”
Once she arrived directly in front of your face, you could see that she was blushing intensely; both of your hearts began to beat even faster in anticipation. You knew that Lyra had put these accessories on, not only for comfort, but to turn you on. She must have cared for you more than you had thought.
She placed her hooves on your shoulders and drew you into a warm kiss. Immediately, you felt a rush of heat flow into you and, for a brief moment, the sensation overwhelmed you and it felt like a sheet of humid mist washed over you. Lyra moaned into your mouth to show just how much she was wanting and you replied with your own soft moan. The vibration sent shivers along Lyra’s and she hesitantly pulled herself from the kiss to look you in the eyes. In as lustful of a voice as she could manage, she breathed out between pants.
“I’ve been feeling…really hot lately…”
You could tell by her actions and her words that she was burning with need. Her hooves pawed at you and the soft silk rubbing against your chest and shoulders excited you in a way that normally wouldn’t, had it not been for the uniqueness of her articles of clothing and this newfound intimacy. Lyra had inadvertently turned you on before, with her beautiful plot and lithe form, but she seemed to do it purposefully, now.
If she really meant to wear these attractive pieces just for you, then you might’ve considered yourself to be the luckiest man in all of Equestria. She spoke once again, this time whispering in your ear with a lustful intent dripping from every word.
“There’s something else, too.”
You briefly wonder what it is she could be referring to; this seemed to be enough of a surprise for you. What else could Lyra possible have up her sleeve? …Or possibly other places? Suddenly, however, you heard a sound emanate from behind the turquoise pony. It’s kind of like a…buzzing sound. Not immediately catching what she was implying as she wiggled her hips unknowingly, you asked aloud.
“Lyra, what’s that sound?”
“I’ve been…mmn…getting myself ready for you.”
Lyra’s horn glowed for a few seconds and she backed away slightly before you catch her tight panties glow the same color and slip only slightly to the side. While you couldn’t see anything from this view on her bed, you hear an obscene noise before spotting something you never thought you’d see anywhere near Lyra of all ponies.
A purple vibrator, at least 7 or 8 inches, floated in mid-air, covered in her own personal lubricant. While it made slightly uncomfortable to see it vibrating in place, it was a short-lived feeling as Lyra quickly slid it back inside herself. Suppressing a soft m moan, she pressed herself a forward against you and clenched her hooves on your sides in a vice grip. Deciding to express your surprise at Lyra’s toy to “get ready for you,” you stammered awkwardly as the now very affectionate pony nuzzled into your chest.
“Lyra, that’s a-…that’s-“
Before you could react, Lyra pounced on top of you, forcing you to lie back on the bed as she kissed you with feverish desire. Needless to say, her lips were just as amazing the second time, and the sensation only became stronger as her need become more apparent. Her body was closer than it had ever been before; her underbelly rubbed along your chest softly with her mane tickled your face. Lyra broke away from the kiss to speak quietly, allowing her words to sink into you.
“Shh, don’t talk. You know what I need.”
With that remark, she gave another wiggle of her hips. It was far more effective this time, however, as her rear pressed down on your crotch, perhaps stimulating you on purpose.
Following her suggestion, you reached down between the two of you and eventually grasped the zipper of your pants. Undoing them, you slowly get comfortable enough below her to slide them down your legs, dangling off the front of the bed without a care. Lyra stared at your face with strong anticipation as she could no doubt feel you undressing yourself beneath her. When only your briefs remained, your hands brushed along the panties that covered her sensitive flesh and she immediately shuddered in response.
You slid your own undergarment off and your hardness frees itself to the air, slapping against Lyra’s flank for a moment. This startled her, and she jolted upward for a second before moaning aloud.
“Oooohh, it’s so smooth and…hard.”
Obviously, Lyra was enjoying your stiff appendage as she began to grind her bottom against you even harder. At one point, you end up slipping inside her panties and could feel the fabric gently caressing you from one side while her fur rubbed along your sensitive skin on the other. Being sandwiched between the two sensations became a bit much for you to handle, and you raised your hands to grip her juicy flanks, which resulted in another cute moan of pleasure from the beautiful mare.
Her horn glowed once more as her eyes narrowed and a magic aura appeared over her panties for a few short seconds. She groaned a bit, and from what you could tell it looked like she was trying to take them off but couldn’t. Deciding to aid her wordlessly, you sneaked your fingers into the sides and slowly rolled them back over her hips and down her hind legs with the slightest of motions.
The entire time, Lyra bit her lip as she attempted to crane her head to look behind her, but found that she could not. Instead, she felt your hands roam along her tender behind as she dearly wanted them to. While not outright stated, Lyra had visibly expressed interest in your hands and fingers before, and particularly enjoyed it when you curled them through her mane or stroked her fur on occasion. Seeing the reaction it produced from her as your fingers got closer to her moist sex only served to make your shaft even harder as she had stopped gyrating in place.
Showing a little weakness in her shortness of breath, Lyra pushed back against your hands gently, almost as if she was begging for you to stick them inside her. As she did so, however, you could see the end of the vibrator falling out of her inch by inch until it popped out of her with ease. Looking into her eyes, you knew what she wanted you to do with those fingers of yours. Naturally, you complied.
A quick tease to her outer lips was all it took to get a rise out of poor Lyra, who seems to have been on the verge of sexual release for a while now, judging by her slightly swollen flower. When you slipped your first finger in, she let out a long, breathy moan directly into your face before silencing herself by kissing you. Of course, as you continued to tease her inner walls, she moaned even more into your mouth, causing deep vibrations that seemed impossible for her until now.
You slipped in two fingers, then three, then four, only increasing her pleasure with each new digit wriggling inside her. Lyra’s tail rose to give you better access and brushed itself along your free hand, still grabbing and massaging the luscious flanks presented for you. Deciding that she could take it no more, Lyra broke free of the kiss and raised her voice in order to express just how much she wanted you.
“Nnh! Your fingers inside…I love it! I love you!”
Her voice went to a suddenly higher pitch as she announced her feelings for you. At first, you didn’t know what to say in response. Instead, you continued to rely on your instinctual actions and brought your free hand up to cradle Lyra’s dazed-looking face and get her to direct her eyes at your face. You pulled your fingers out from inside the cyan mare’s tight grasp on them and gently rest it on her flank, still dripping with juices. Believing that you’re about to kiss her, she leaned back and forced her plot down on you with all her might.
Surprisingly, you let out a yelp of pleasure as she did so, and as soon as she begins to gyrate her hips on your throbbing member, you start to groan loudly as you suffer her sexual assault. Your hand released her face and a moan of her own escapes her lips before Lyra leaned forward and kissed you with her eyes closed. Not feeling content just sitting there, her sock-covered hooves grab onto your shoulders as she began to rise again before quickly impaling herself back down on you.
Regardless of any preparation she might have done, Lyra was just too tight for you. Squeezing down on your hard member as you were plunged in and out of her hot depths was an unfamiliar sensation, but also ended up being one of the most powerful you had ever felt. This being your first time, you let her do what she wanted and tried not to look bad as she writhed over you. Clearly, she trusted you and wanted you deeply, so you decided to give her all that she desired on this night.
Your hands gently ran along her arching back, letting your fingers dance on her fur with ease. She immediately responded with another light moan, this time while pressing a hoof into your chest to control herself and simultaneously speaking to you.
“Not like that! Too much!”
She was very sensitive to your touch, and could not have made it more obvious by the way her body shivered on top of you. In fact, she shook more than you expected and you felt something warm ooze down around your hard member as she clenched even tighter. Lyra felt so amazing that she had climaxed right there on the spot as you touched her while she rode you. Lying down to catch her breath only lasted so long, however, as she quickly regained enough composure to begin moving her hips over you again.
Unfortunately, you were getting more and more worn down as the combination of Lyra’s gentle touches and labored lovemaking took its toll on you. Your climax began to build and build as she smiled over you, very pleased with your performance so far. She noticed you making a certain face, however, and you end up softly declaring to her.
“I love you, Lyra…”
You looked up at her and see that she was almost on the verge of tears, overjoyed at your words as she could ever possibly be. Bringing you even closer to her body, you notice that the body heat this gorgeous mare gave off is incredible. She wrapped her forehooves around your back and squeezed you tight against her, creating a tight hug you couldn’t possibly escape from. As she whispered into your ear, Lyra did her best to sound seductive even when she was worn down.
“Now…go ahead and do it inside…”
Unable to resist her suggestion, you began to thrust yourself upward into her, causing her to moan loudly as she allows you to hit the deepest part of her. You didn’t last this intense activity for very long, and after only a few seconds, you found yourself releasing your load inside her. Spurting wildly, you coat her insides with your seed as she pumps you, trying to squeeze out every last drop. You closed your eyes and hoped that she hadn’t seen your face when you finally let go, but something tells you that she was also in the throes of orgasm as she moaned freely all the while.
Once she had calmed down, she rested her head on your chest once more and began to circle her hoof around your chest gently. Her mild touch still sent a shiver down your spine as you still felt very sensitive, and especially so when she begins to carefully grind her hips into you once more. You almost wanted to lean forward and stop her, but it felt too good to resist, and who were you to tell Lyra what she couldn’t do after you and her finally made love in her bed of all places. Lyra looked up at you with a smile intent on seducing while she whispered to you.
“You know what happens when you give the mare you love a bit of your cum, don’t you?”
“Uhh, not really?”
Your questioning tone did little to help understand what she was getting at, and she released a slight giggle at your supposed naivete before she answered.
“It means she’ll want more.”
As soon as she finished that sentence, she wrapped a hoof around the back of your head and drew you into a passionate kiss, this time letting her tongue get in on the action and mingle with yours. Allowing her full access and sighing in content, you felt Lyra’s hips once again begin to grind harder on you, working your still-hard member yet again. If this is how things were going to be, then you thought you and Lyra were going to have a very loving relationship from then on.
