Chasing Pinkie

~Chasing Pinkie~

~Distraction #3: Lyra~

You head back into town, curious where the Carousel Boutique is, as that’s where Pinkie must’ve gone off to. Upon entering the main plaza, you realize you have absolutely no idea where anything is except for Sugar Cube Corner and Applejack’s Barn. You glance around at all the buildings, a few looking familiar, but just as in the show you can’t pinpoint where you are right now. It’s possible to go straight and just run right into it, or you can go to the left, but even that might just take you to Twilight’s tree house.

You walk over to a large statue of Celestia and see a bench behind it. Walking around the right of the monument, you sit and wait for a sign to tell you which way to go, but you don’t need to wait very long. Looking to your left, you see Lyra sleeping right next to you. Thinking about all the fan stuff you’ve heard about her, you wonder if any of that is true, if she really is obsessed with human hands and the like.

You nudge her awake, she looks up at you, her eyes widen and a sudden gasp told you all that stuff you’ve read about her was absolutely correct.

“A human! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! It’s really here! Wow! Can I see your hands? You have hands right?” She looks at your hands and continues, “You do have hands! Can I feel them? Are they able to grab stuff like in the picture books?”

“Calm down, silly filly!” She sits upright and stares at you with an increasingly enjoyed grin. “I’ll let you feel them, I’ll pet you, all that junk... but you’ve gotta do a little something for me, first.”

“Anything! So long as it’s not disgraceful or obscene.”

You look around the empty streets and say, “I’m searching for the Carousel Boutique, mainly because I have my suspicions that-”

She cuts you off. “That Pinkie’s over there, yeah? I know just where it is! You follow this path straight down and in no time at all, you’re there!”

She points forward, and you nod. Now, you have a choice. You could simply leave the mare behind, just say you’ll be right back and not return, or you can show her every little thing about hands and fingers for a bit. It might prove to be rather fun.

“Look, I need to catch Pinkie really badly, so I’ll be right back. Then, I’ll let you see my hands...” (Click to go to the Carousel Boutique...)

“Sweet... Well, a deal's a deal... I’ll let you see my hands now. After all, I’ve still got plenty of time to throw away...” (Continue reading to let Lyra experiment with your hands...)

Lyra excitedly jumps up and says, “Cool, but not here. Follow me back to my place!”

You do so, and for about fifteen minutes, the two of you walk along, Lyra smiling all the way. You reach her house and she invites you in. As you sit down on the couch, wondering how she plans to play with you while you’re here, she says, “Oh, this is gonna be so much fun! Okay, let’s see...”

She grasps your left hand and holds it up while her eyes hold significant interest in it. Her hoof, to your surprise, feels warm and really soft, almost like a pillow cushion. She then does something totally unexpected, and opens her her mouth to take your pinky in. Your lips part a bit while you simply allow her to proceed with her odd but arousing experiment. Her tongue repeatedly swishes in circles, and you find yourself enjoying it.

With little need to hold back, you stick its partner in, and she sucks on that too. Soon, they pop out for the neighboring fingers to take their places. She slowly but kindly gets up and onto the couch with you to rest on your lap while taking in another finger.

You’re so turned on by this that you involuntarily start to pet her back. In little time at all, you’ve started rubbing her flank, and she stops to look at you while taking your fingers out only for a moment to say, “Please... Do it...” Lyra then returns to fiddling and sucking with pleasure.

Meanwhile, for your other hand, it’s already dangerously close to her two back holes. You question why in Equestria you should hesitate. She’s obviously okay with it, and it’s just pleasing somepony who’s willing. Confirming you’re alright with the choice, you begin to seep through, making Lyra gasp with following moans.

“You alright?” you ask.

“D-Deeper, please!”

Chuckling at her predictable answer, you say, “Yes ma’am.”

In your pokers go, sliding through her wet slit. It’s almost dripping inside, and you wonder if that’s just from Lyra’s sensitivity or pure anticipation. It was possibly both, but to you, it didn’t very much matter. You continue to plant two more in, now getting a total of three fingers lunged deep within her. She smiles with your other fingers reaching almost to the back of her neck. It's extraordinary, to feel her wet mouth and pussy literally dampening your hands. Your left hand’s fingers, at least four being sucked and ravaged by her mouth, and your right sinking slowly in is almost too much for you, but you can get more pleasure from her.

While your fingers dig and deep-throat her, your right hand’s thumb prods her upper hole, making her eyes widen only to close with her smiling. She actually enjoys being rammed in the mouth and both rear holes. It’s an amazing sensation for both you and the mare, to ultimately give this finger hungry pony everything she’s wanted.

You feel her gag as you drag your palm on the base of her tongue and squeal from the thorough, rhythmic fondling of her holes. You can tell by her quenches and shivering back that she’s way too close to an orgasm, but you don’t want to stop. All you can do is finger fuck all of her open and willing holes harder until it becomes insatiably hot and moist in her ass and slit.

In no time at all, you throw her over the edge, and she cums for what seems like a good five minutes. You love the look on her face, her rolled back eyes and her plot lifting in the air. Her tail twitches over and over again until you feel her inner muscles give in. Her body rests happily on your lap and you remove your drenched hands while using her mane as a towel. She doesn’t mind. The mare’s gonna need a shower anyways, so you wipe yourself down with her coat before grabbing her up to cuddle. She’s lost in some happy place while in your arms, and as for you, you’re overjoyed to see her in this blissful state.

You tell her, “I need to go now... I’ve enjoyed this a lot...”

She laughs and claims, “I liked it more! If you ever want to come back, do so! You can play with my body as you see fit.”

As you leave and head down the street, directed for the Carousel Boutique, you think about how much you want to go running back and send that mare into a whirlpool of never ending orgasms, and not just with your fingers, either.