The Girl with the Lyre Tattoo: Unrated

Lyra let out a whine as she lay on her bed. Adrian rolled his eyes, helping her soothe the ache in her rear after their shower session.

"It was your idea, for the record," he said, sandwiching the ice pack between her butttocks.

"Well," she huffed, "you were rough!"

Adrian gently caressed her back in a loving fashion, admiring the dimples of her muscles. Fresh from the shower, her skin was warm and her hair damp. He gave her juicy butt a few squeezes. He yawned, leaning back and using her butt as a pillow. Her ass was the firmest, juiciest, most squeezable ass he'd ever had the luck of getting his hands on.

"Oh?" She rolled over, poking him in the belly. "You poor thing, having sex must be so much work."

He nodded. She giggled, snuggling up closer for warmth.

"Hey, I gotta go home tomorrow. Errands."

"Mmokay."

Adrian slipped underneath the sheets, joining Lyra. She lay buried underneath the blankets, the rise and fall of her chest visible.

"Hey there," Lyra cooed softly, her eyes lidded.

It was then that he noticed that she had spontaneously grown a pair of green ears. Pony ears?

"Lyra?"

Before he could ask she leaned in for a kiss, which he gratefully returned, albeit slightly confused. His hands roamed up to her head, his fingers rubbing her ears. It was made of a soft, velvety material. Just a costume piece.

"I went shopping today. How was your day?"

Adrian smiled. "Good. Had fun with the guys."

"Are you tired?" she asked.

"Nah. Why?"

"Good. Because I wanna play."

"Mario Kart?"

Lyra giggled, rolling her eyes and shoving him playfully. He grinned, sweeping her into his arms, both of them still covered by sheets. As he kissed her, his hands touching bare flesh on her back, he realized that she was already naked. She was waiting for him, wanted him. It was impossibly hot. Lyra's legs began to rub against his. He loved tangling his legs with hers. That is, until he felt an odd sensation against his skin. A rubbery sensation.

He broke off a kiss. "Are you wearing something?" he asked.

"Thigh highs."

He sputtered. "What?"

Lyra said casually, "Latex thigh highs. I got some groceries too..."

"L-Lyra!"

"What?"

"Latex thigh highs?" he repeated.

"You wanna see?" Lyra flung off the covers.

The very nature of them drew attention to her biggest asset.

"Oh my Go—aaaah." He shoved his fist into his mouth, biting down his knuckles and looking away for fear of passing out.

"I'm a bad girl."

He faintly nodded. "S-So are you a pony or a stripper?"

She tore off her pony ears, tossing them aside.

"Meow," Lyra purred.

"I thought you were a pony."

"If that's your thing," she teased.

"Who's a silly pony?"

Lyra gave him a hard kiss. "I'm a silly pony," she giggled.

She turned around, getting on all fours on the bed, wiggling her butt in his face. Adrian's jaw dropped as hairs smacked him in the face. He spat.

Swish swish.

She had gone all out.

"You like?"

Swish swish.

"I'm a pony, see?"

It seemed that Lyra had grown a tail at first glance. That was until she turned around and he saw her bare ass, and took a guess. A horse tail butt plug. Adrian arched his eyebrows, blinking a few times in disbelief. Lyra was kinky.

"You sure went on a s-shopping spree," he stammered.

"I'm doing stretches," she said lustily. "You were so big last time, and I wanted to do it again. Hope you don't mi-ind..."

Mind? Not in the slightest! He was redder than a tomato as he swallowed. It was different. The butt plug thing wasn't so far out of left field, but anything further than that wasn't his cup of tea, and he wasn't sure if he was the experimental type. Adrian went along with it, holding her close and tracing his fingers against her flesh. She shivered, planting soft kisses on his neck as she pressed her body close to his, her hands slowly peeling off his shirt. His hands slid down lower against her back, feeling the ridges of her spine before anticipating the swell of her curvaceous figure. With both hands, he groped at her ass cheeks, squeezing a few times. He grasped the base of her "tail" and gave a gentle yank.

"Eep!"

"H-How big is it?"

"About two and a half inches wide," Lyra said proudly. "It's weird having it in you for so long."

Lyra ripped off his shirt. She undid his belt, and he helped her help him strip out of his jeans. For a while she struggled with peeling off the denim.

"Why do you have to wear skinny, grr, jeans?" she huffed, finally getting them off.

"So you can see what a great ass I have," Adrian flirted.

Lyra bit her lip in that sort of sexy way from the side that drove guys wild, giving Adrian's butt a hard squeeze.

"Oh yes."

She kissed his abs. His hard cock sprung up, bouncing off her face.

"Oh!" she giggled. "Hello there."

She gave his penis a smooch. He winced with a grin. Her fingers teased and played with his balls while she kissed and licked his tip. She stuck the tip of her tongue out, flicking up against the underside of his head. She was torturing him. He lay helpless, her pursed lips wrapping around the tip of his cock, focusing only on his head. She did nothing but bob her head over and over, flicking her tongue over his tip.

And then she dove down, her throat clenched around his dick, and her tongue licked the underside of his cock, teasing at his balls. The cool, wet sensation of her muscle pressing against his balls nearly made him cum right then and there. She held herself there, slurping and sucking, the sound so dirty and delicious. She took his hands and placed them on her head. He lovingly combed his fingers through her teal strands, but she held his hands to her head firmer. She pulled up with a gasp and a pop.

Lyra licked her lips of his pre, a trickle of cum dribbling down her chin.

"Use my mouth."

Adrian gaped, her head in his hands.

"Control me."

He was letting him use her?

Adrian gulped, gently holding her head. She moved, opening her mouth wide. He lowered her mouth down onto his cock. He was gentle at first, sliding her head up and down his cock as gently as possible. Then, he became rougher. His thrusts became more firm. Lyra closed her eyes, wiggling her tongue as much as possible as he fucked her throat. Lyra watched his balls suddenly clench. Her eyes widened in surprise.

"Ah!"

For the first spurt, he let her swallow. He watched as her throat rolled, taking his seed. Then he pulled out, letting his cum splatter on her face and tits. She was moaning, her eyes closed as he came all over her hot body, her hands spreading his sticky cum all over her body, playing with it.

"D-Do you want a towel?"

Lyra slurped up some of his cum. "Is there any in my hair?"

He shook his head, unable to believe how depraved and erotic she looked. She grabbed a towel that had been left by their bedside, wiping his seed off her body. Adrian growled playfully, encircling her in his arms suddenly.

"Meep!" Lyra struggled. "Adrian!"

He hugged her tight, letting her squirm. He immediately went for her perky breasts. She breathed hard, each successive breath becoming shallower as his fingers teased at her flat nipples. With her increasing arousal they suddenly became perky and poked out as he pinched and tugged at them. She was like putty in his hands.

"You're so hot," Adrian whispered in her ear.

Lyra nodded, her face flushed as he sucked and nippled at her earlobe. The sheer sensation of him sucking there made her knees weak. She let out a whine. His hands roamed lower, dipping into her vulva. His fingers came back up drenched, her pussy juice stretched between his digits. He put his fingers close to her face, and she began sucking them.

He hugged her tight, making sure she couldn't move, and began to finger her.

"Nngh..."

Her moans were high and whiny. She tried her hardest not to moan.

"A-Adrian, s-stop, stop," she whimpered.

She grabbed his hands and shoved them away, pushing her body up and positioning her pussy over his cock.

She really wanted him now.

His tip parted her wet, juicy folds. Lyra lowered herself deeper onto his cock. Adrian clenched the sheets below him as she bottomed out. She leaned forward, feeling him grab her ass cheeks, and kissed him, swirling her tongue around inside of his mouth as she began to rock her hips. With each thrust there was a wet slap and a sharp squeak from Lyra as she held him close, wrapping both of her arms around his neck, pushing his face into her breasts as they made love.

Lyra convulsed violently. Adrian held onto her arms, holding her down as she squirmed, making little gasps and moans as she came.

"Nnngh! Mmf!"

She got off of him. A gooey, slick mess dribbled from her slit. She sighed, taking slow breaths. In a sexy display she lay on her back, using both hands to spread the folds of her pussy for him to see.

"We're not done yet," she giggled.

"H-hey, that's not fair," Adrian shuddered.

"I can wait," she cooed, tracing small, teasing, torturous patterns in the wet flesh of his flaccid cock.

Slowly but surely he hardened again. A bead of cum emerged from his tip. Lyra lapped it up, giving the tip a little kiss.

"This is torture."

She took a gloved hand and jerked it even more.

Lyra grabbed her tail, slowly yanking out with a grunt. It popped out easily, and Adrian's eyes bulged at the sight of how large it was. That thing had been inside her, stretching her out and making her wide for her to take him in?

"I want you in my ass."

Lyra got down, using her hands to spread the ample cheeks of her heart-shaped rear, her head buried in the sheets, revealing her drenched pussy, some of his cum still leaking out of her, and her puckered anus. It winked in anticipation, slowly opening and gaping for him to see inside, demonstrating her muscle control.

He positioned himself right at her rear. It clenched, opening up for him. His head popped in with such ease that it surprised him. Her stretches had done wonders for her tightness. With both hands he firmly gripped her butt, slowly rocking back and forth into her, feeling her loosen even more. In turn, she alternated his motions, rocking into his hips.

The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, punctuated by soft cries and grunts and moans. Sex was hard work.

Deep within the throes of her orgrasm, her anal muscles clenched around his cock like a vice, milking him of his cum. Lyra's belly felt warm as she felt him shoot inside her. She placed a hand on her stomach, closing her eyes and opening her mouth in a sigh.

When the twitching stopped, they simply lay there, Adrian stuck inside her, his member softening.

"If I pull out the sheets are gonna get dirty," he whispered.

"Your turn!" She moved to jump off his cock.

He clamped down on her. "Nope! Nuh uh."

She wiggled, trying to escape his clutches. "S-stop!"

Adrian kissed her hard.