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Chapter 2

“Looks like the old barn sent us another couple.” The male said with a smile.

The female slapped him on the back. “Don’t start like that, James, honestly…” she turned to John and Lissa, “I’m sorry about the idiot stallion. I’m Clair, and this is James.”

“H-hi,” Lissa smiled softly, still cautious, “this is John, and my name’s Lissa.” John felt her hand slide into his, holding it tightly.

“I know you’re probably confused by, well, everything.” Clair said, “Just try and relax and we’ll explain what we can.”

“Where are we?” John asked as he hooked a leg around Lissa for support.

“It’s a little unclear,” James spoke up, “even from what’s written in the archives. The best theory I’ve heard is this is some kind of pocket dimension, but that came from a D&D nerd so take that with a grain of salt.”

“Whatever this place is,” Clair said after rolling her eyes at James’ answer, “you were pulled here after your transformation in the barn. It’s all part of the same spell, hex, curse, whatever you want to call it.”

Lissa looked to John with a whimper, "I knew...we couldn't go back to our homes, but now we're…"

Clair stepped closer and put her hand on Lissa’s arm. “I know, it’s rough at first, but we’ve all been there, hun.”

“Yeah...sometimes I still blame myself for the two of us ending up here.” James said, looking away and rubbing the back of his head.

“Come on James, we were both dumb teenagers looking to drink beer and fool around. You didn’t force me into the barn. Besides, I like what I am now as much as you do.”

“I know, I just can’t help it.” He pawed at the ground with his front hoof.

"Teenagers? You've been here a while then? No one… ever leaves? How many are here?" the questions and thoughts were starting faster, "oh, my bag…" Lissa turned to go back into the barn.

Their bags were still lying on the floor, as well as Jon’s lantern and the ponchos hung up to dry. John followed her in and picked up his lantern.

“Looks like all our stuff is here.”

“Yeah,” James said, poking his head and upper torso into the barn, “whatever you had with you in the barn comes with you. I actually saved one of the beer cans from back then.”

“I know you have a ton of questions, we did too.” Clair sighed. “At least you’re not kids like we were."

"Here, John, put everything in my bag, even the scraps." Lissa picked up her backpack, putting her own clothes scraps into it. She turned back to Clair, "no one seems to stay in the barn… where are we supposed to go?"

“Oh, yeah, around the barn is just pasture, the village is a bit further down, closer to the forest.” James said, “We do live in houses, just ones with wide doors and tall ceilings.”

“That’s comforting, at least.” John said as he helped Lissa gather up their things.”

“Don’t worry too much about clothes, they are pretty optional around here, at least until it gets colder.” Clair pointed to her halter top. “This is just to keep the girls from slapping me in the face when I run.”

"Yeah...I wasn't… small to begin with but…" Lissa partly blushed, looking at John for a moment, "I guess...we will...need a house or...two houses?" her voice softened and tapered off.

“Wait, you two aren’t already a couple?” James asked, looking between them both.

“You know sometimes it’s just happenstance that gets people in the barn, James.” Clair rolled her eyes. “We’ll get you both set up in whatever works best for you. There’s always a few more homes popping up. Let's head back to our place and we can help you both settle in and answer all your questions.”

Lissa blushed. "That, would be nice, thank you…" she raised her eyes to John and waited til Clair and James started to head off, slowly following.

"John...I...I didn't want to presume you and I...you know…" Lissa ran her thumb against his hand, " looks like there are...a lot more that found the barn…" she looked away as they followed after the two centaurs.

He closed his hand around hers “I know we just met, but right now you’re the person here I know the best. Besides that was one hell of a thing to go through together. And honestly I wouldn’t mind a bit more...exploration with you. I’m not sure where it would lead but...”

"Are you asking me out on another date?" She smiled softly, swishing her tail against his, her eyes slowly meeting his.

“Only if you count hiding out from the rain in a cursed barn as our first date.” He swished his tail back over her as he smiled.

After a few moments a small town started to come into view. They looked like completely normal buildings at first, apart from all being just a single story. As they drew closer it became apparent how large everything was built.

“May not be barns, but they are just as big.” John said as the road shifted from dirt to cobblestone.

Lissa and John were seeing plenty of other centaurs in the village, looking at them, some waving. They seemed to be all different types of centaurs. No two really alike. Several females seemed to be waving flirtatiously, and Lissa felt several eyes on her as they walked behind Claire and James. John also noticed a few of the looks he was receiving were more than friendly. They stopped at a blue painted house with a flower garden right up front.

“Here’s our little place,” Clair giggled as she opened the large front door, “come on in.”

Inside Lissa blinked. She didn’t know what to expect from a centaur home, but she wasn’t expecting something that looked like a sitcom from the 1970s. Wood paneling on the walls, orange and yellow accents, a lamp that looked identical to one her grandmother had owned, even the style of the fireplace screamed 70s. The only things that seemed different were the heights things were set at. Large long sofas were set directly on the floor. The kitchen table she could see through an arched doorway was high enough to stand at.

“Make yourselves at home, James, help me in the kitchen, please.”

“You got it,” James replied as he closed the front door. “Sit wherever you like, We’ll be right back.”

"Wow…" Lissa sighed softly, "I...well, wow…" she looked to John before moving to take a closer look at a lamp, "um… this… is a lot...more to take in…" Lissa tapped the floor nervously, "this is...modern...all things considered. We aren't in the renaissance or dark ages…"

James looked up over the door of an avocado green refrigerator. “Are you guys good with OJ? We’re all out of apple juice.”

“Ah yeah, sure…” John noticed a beer can sitting on the mantle.

It looked a little strange. When he got closer he recognized the design from the retro can series the brand had put out the previous summer. Hell, it was even a ring pull instead of a pop top. John and Clair reentered the living room with a pitcher of juice and four huge glasses and a bowl of fresh fruit.

“Oh, I see you found my souvenir can. Honestly, the beer Harris brews is so much better than that swill, but I’d still love to have a can of it again.”

“Yeah, I guess nostalgia can be a powerful thing.” John said, returning to sit down close to Lissa.

“I think I know that look,” Clair said as she set the bowl down on the coffee table, “I’m going to guess it wasn’t 1975 when you entered the barn today.”

"Um, no," Lissa said, her eyebrow raised, "was...that when you two came here? That was…" she looked at John for a moment before looking back at Clair, "1975 was nearly 50 years ago…"

“So here’s the thing,” James said as he handed Lissa a glass of juice, “people don’t arrive here in, ah, chronological order.”

“The last couple that came to town was from 1955 I think, and that was about a year ago. We tend to settle into homes that make us feel comfortable.” Clair gestured to the living room.

“Honestly when I saw that fancy flashlight I knew you were from the future. Actually, I think you might be the farthest out we have here right now.” James said as he handed John his glass.

“Ok. Honestly, that’s no weirder than anything else that’s happened today so far.” Lissa shook her head slightly, “So how long have you lived here then?”

“From our point of view?” Clair thought for a moment. “About seven years.”

Lissa took a deep breath, holding her drink in both her hands, "so…how advanced is this place then? Is there a house from the nineties here? I mean, you… have electricity, do you have the internet? Gees, this sounds so stupid to ask. What do you guys even do here?"

"During the day we work the fields, we all have a hand in growing our food. We also do things like bake bread, brew beer and the like." Clair picked up an apple from the bowl. "We just happened to be on barn duty today. When we're not working...well, we don't have TV, radio, or even any records. So we have other ways of entertaining each other." she couldn't help her smile before taking a bite out of the apple.

"The new stallions and mares are always popular at the parties. Of course with us we had to wait a few years. They were drooling over us as we finished growing up." James chuckled.

Lissa choked for a moment, having been drinking when James had spoken. She froze for a moment, steadying herself as she put the information together, thinking back to the looks they had been getting on the way to James and Clair’s home, but ended up coughing, stopping the juice from continuing going down the wrong pipe.

“Wait, what?” John said, starting to stand up, “we just got here! We’ve barely even met you two let alone...that!”

“You also just met Lissa, that didn’t stop the two of you, did it?” she raised an eyebrow as she took another bite from her apple. “I figured people would be less uptight about sex in the future.”

“Ok, ok,” James motioned to John to sit back down, “I know back home the swinger scene wasn’t for everyone. But here, well, I think it’s just part of being a centaur.”

Lissa had mostly steadied herself and was taking deep breaths, “I’d say we...are a lot better with a lot of different things, and probably worse about other stuff, but...those kinds of...parties are still a bit under the radar.” Lissa’s cheeks were dark as she tried to compose herself, putting the drink down on the table, “I’ll put that bit of info to the side for more processing later, but what else is ‘just part of being a centaur?’”

“And how do we even live day to day here like this?” John added.

“Well, this world gives us what we need to an extent. Houses, furniture, and yes, electricity to keep the fridge running. Food just seems to grow, but we have to harvest and store what we need for the winter.” James said reaching for a pear, “And honestly, harvesting the food makes me appreciate it more.” he nodded before taking a bite.

“As far as being a centaur there’s a few things.” Clair said, lowering the apple from her mouth. “Apart from the two of us growing up, no one ages. We just stay young and healthy. We can get hurt, but as far as I know no one has been in an accident so bad that they died. Then there’s the other thing that doesn’t happen to any of us mares.”

“Doesn’t happen?” Lissa’s eyes shot to Clair. “Can’t happen? Isn’t possible?”

“What are you two talking about?” John was getting concerned again, but he was staying on the ugly brown couch this time.

“Man, is she your first mare or what?” James chuckled.

“Yes, I mean, no, I mean, I’ve been with women before but…”

Clair sighed. “Both of you can calm down. Mares don’t get pregnant. We don’t even have that, um...time of the month.”

“Oh! Oh...ok,” John felt himself blushing up to the tips of his ears.

“This...is a lot to take in…” Lissa started playing with her long hair, spinning it in her fingers as she processed, “we are stuck here, no children, stuff appears to make us comfortable, we just work in the fields to get food, we don’t age, we don’t die...and you guys have huge sex parties…” Her eyes flickered between the two other centaurs and John.

“I figure there’s worse ways to spend eternity.” James said, “It wasn’t a life I planned-”

“We were sixteen, babe, we had no plans.” Clair interrupted.

“You know what I mean. Anyway, life is good here, and it is more than just sleep, work, sex. I’ve got real friends here, I’ve learned a lot from the other centaurs, more than I ever did in High School.”

“That’s true. Just try to approach things with an open mind. We’ll help you get settled into being a centaur and living here, we all will.”

“I mean, I wasn't exactly going anywhere back home.” John sighed and rubbed the back of his head, “I was stuck in a crappy job, and I think Lissa is the first woman-”

“Mare.” Clair corrected.

“She was a woman at the time. Anyway, she was the first one I’d had a conversation with in over a month.”

Lissa blew out a long deep breath, “I...feel like I should have more of a problem with this…” she looked over at John, “the longer we sit here...stay here...I feel like the less I want to go back, even if I am still a bit overwhelmed. I feel like I will miss certain things and certain people, but it’s like my brain is overriding those thoughts...and I guess with electricity I can still have the pictures on my phone…”

James looked confused. “Why would you have your phone with you?”

“Oh! Remember? Brittney was explaining those portable phones to us.” Clair reminded him. “But then again, why would you have pictures stuck on your phone?”

“Oh boy.” John shook his head but then started to laugh.

Lissa couldn’t stop the smile that curled her mouth, starting to giggle softly with John as she reached for her bag beside her, reaching inside of it, digging for something, “Well, I did say we are almost 50 years ahead of you. I’ll guess Brittney might be from the 90’s if she knew about portable phones?”

“Yeah, was it 95?” James asked, turning to his partner.

“97,” she replied, “Still, what does a phone have to do with pictures?”

“John and I are still another two decades out from Brittney,” Lissa pulled out a thin rectangle that was metallic teal on one side. “So, this is a cell, a cellular phone. Practically everyone has one, and…” Lissa paused, “how do I explain the network?”

“I couldn’t explain half of it to my grandmother and she was there to watch things go from flip phone to smartphone.” John shrugged.

“Um...a lot of stuff that you don’t know about is built and connects tv and movies and all phones so we can type to each other and a lot of stuff, and take pictures.” She lifted the phone teal side towards Clair and James, and then pulled her phone back down to her lap, looking at the non-teal side.

The pair stared at the phone, as all they could see was the case.

“That’s a phone?” James managed to ask.

“It’s more like a tiny computer that is also a phone.” John replied as he waited to see what Lissa would pull up.

Lissa smiled, flipping the phone around to Clair and James, showing the image of them sitting on the couch next to each other in brilliant color and clarity.

“And there you are. Pictures aren’t developed on film or printed much anymore unless someone wants to put it up on a wall or something. I have thousands of pictures on here because these little mini computers can hold a lot.”

“Oh my god! You are from the future!” Clair almost squealed. She bounced from her couch to be right beside Lissa, “Just look at it!”

Lissa couldn’t help but chuckle at Clair’s giddiness over the picture on her phone. “I’m not sure how it will interact or continue to work with all the things it used to do, since you said, there really isn’t tv or anything else,” she looked over to John, “it seems to have functionality from a ‘if the towers were down,’ but I have all my pics and the camera is working.” Her fingers were sliding over the screen, zooming in so Clair could see more detail.

“So you just touch the screen? There aren’t even any buttons.” James said as he watched, shaking his head, “Even Star Trek had buttons…”

“I’m sorry, I’m trying not to laugh but it’s just so...cute watching you two react to a smartphone. But I guess you can laugh at us our first time out in the fields.” John said.

“It’s almost a shame I don’t have more functionality,” Lissa smiled, “I know I have some videos, music, and stuff on here, but I’ll have to see what I can access.” she had started swiping through the pictures on the phone, the images flying by Clair, whose eyes kept widening.

"Music? Like actual recordings of music?" James leaned forward, "you have that?"

"I've got a lot on my phone, I would listen at work." John said, "but I don’t really have any classic rock." John winced a bit when he saw the look in Jame’s face, “Sorry…”

"You don't understand," James shook his head as he shrugged it off, "the only music we have is what we make ourselves, and not all of us are talented singers, and we have even less instruments."

Lissa looked to John, "I'm glad I sprung for the phone with the largest drive and sd card… if this is all we have…" Lissa moved her fingers over the phone again before a song started to play.

James and Clair were dead still as they listened to the unknown song. Enraptured by the small speaker. John remembered something he had in his pack, but didn’t want to interrupt the first bit of recorded music they had heard in seven years.

“That sounds so different from what I remember.” James said after the song ended, “But wow it was nice to hear an electric guitar again.”

Lissa smiled, " well I guess we will have plenty of stuff to talk about and listen to, there is no way to cover it all today… and I guess we are going to have to figure out where we are, ahh, going to sleep."

“Oh! Right!” Clair blushed slightly. “Finding you a home is part of our job when on barn duty.”

“It’s getting late though,” James said looking out the window, “Probably can’t get them set up before evening.”

“You guys could stay with us tonight, since you’re already here.” Clair offered.

“I don’t want to put you two out over it.” James said, shaking his head slightly.

"Where, or even how do you guys sleep anyway? Can we even… I guess we can sleep on the floor?" Lissa was stumbling over her thoughts.

"We can sleep standing up, as long as you have something to lean your upper body against.” Clair responded. “But we mostly sleep in a bed. It’s just different from a human bed, but we find it comfortable.”

“And forget about the floor.” James said, shaking his head. “There’s enough room for the four of us on our bed.”

Lissa blinked, looking between the group of them, "all of us? In one bed?"

“Our bedroom is almost as big as our living room, and most of that is our bed. It’s just as important for entertaining here, after all.”

“Oh, ah, right…” John said blushing slightly.

“We’re not going to force you into anything,” James said getting up, “but really it’s pretty natural once you get into it.”

“Maybe they need a little more time with each other first.” Clair said getting up from the floor next to Lissa. “We could lend you our room for a bit, let you both have a little more time to get used to it.”

“Yeah, we can head down to Harris’ place and get some beer for later.”

Lissa stood as Clair and James stood, but looked to John, blushing a bit. "Well, I…, uh, I guess we should...uh, well, I think I need some time to just think about things…"

“Well, our bedroom is through that door,” Clair pointed to a door, “We’ll go and get some beer, in case you two need something to relax later. Come on, James.”

John and Lissa were left alone in the 70’s living room. John turned towards her.

“That was...something.”

Lissa's mouth was moving, but no sound came out as she tried to think of what to say.

“I know, this wasn’t what I was expecting for the rest of the day...not that I really knew what was going to happen after we became centaurs…” John sighed, “But still something about what they were saying seemed appealing.”

Lissa sighed, " all things considered, it could have been worse, I suppose." She stepped toward him slowly. "I feel less in conflict than I would have thought I would be." she played with the ending strands of her hair, looking at the floor, " everyone here went through what we did, right? Everyone was just like us… they are...we are centaurs. I was surprised, but it feels ok. I feel first time nervousness thinking about it, but… you and I… didn't even blink away from messing around and I'm pretty sure if we were still human, I would have waited till several dates later at the earliest to…you know." he could see her hoof gently pawing the ground.

“Yeah, I would have waited too.” he took her by the hands, “but when I was there with you, everything just felt so right. And even though I was surprised by what Clair and James said, I think that was the old me responding. The new me feels ok with this.”

He felt her leg brush against his. "I'm more nervous and curious rather than offended…" she sighed and shifted. "and we can't stay with Clair and James moving forward… what do we d-"

John pulled her into a surprise kiss, holding her tightly. She gasped against his mouth, but quickly relaxed against his hard body and returned his kiss.

He held the kiss for quite a while, before pulling away slightly. “Lissa, I don’t know where it will be, but why don’t you move in with me?”

She kept her nose close to his before gently nudging and nuzzling his cheek. "I can't really think of a reason not to…" she whispered, "I can't really think of any reason to not be ok with any of this...so…"

“Me neither…” John kissed her again softly. “I hope Clair and James won’t be too long.” He smiled.

“Yeah, I could use a drink. But, if it’s going to be like it was when we first transformed all the time...I can see how it just becomes the thing to do. I feel like we were driven to it, but I’m not saying I disliked it, you know? I...actually think I really like you...” She blushed a bit.

“I thought you were attractive when we first met in the rain.” He gently brushed her hair away from her face. “But now? Now you are so much more...that and it was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

She blushed, her cheeks warming, “oh, so that’s it, huh, just the sex,” he could just barely see her mouth curl into a small smirk.

“Not just the sex, I like just being with you, even like this. We’ve said it so many times but it just feels right.”

He felt her move closer and pressed against him, her arms sliding around his waist in a hug as she leaned against his shoulder, nuzzling his neck. John pulled her tight and deeply inhaled her scent. His powerful hands kneaded her back slowly as she nuzzled him.

She sighed against his neck heavily, enjoying his arms around her. “Your scent is getting stronger…” she whispered, “it’s...that same smell from before…”

He inhaled deeply again and smiled, “It’s the same for you...I guess we both know what that means…” he playfully nipped at her ear.

“You aren’t helping,” she exhaled slowly as she started to feel a bit lightheaded like before, “this I-isn’t even our house…”

“They did say we could get used to it…” He whispered in her ear.

John’s hand slid down to her lower back and massaged her gently, while the other arm kept her tight. He kissed his way down her cheek to her neck.

“They...they said that about…” Lissa trailed off as she had tipped her head back, John continuing down her neck. He could feel her long hair brushing against her back and his hand.

John felt Lissa’s improvised halter rubbing uncomfortably against his chest. He slid his hand slowly up her back and began to fiddle with the knot as he kissed and nuzzled her neck. He felt her hands slide up his back and into his hair as he felt her leg against his, softly pawing at the ground. His hand managed to undo the knots and the ruined shirt started to slip away as they continued to make out. John heard Lissa’s heavy sigh as the shirt fell away, the little bit of support the shirt had given, disappearing and letting her chest drop just slightly. She could feel his smile against her neck as he kissed. It was then they heard a noise from the front door. Deep seated instincts took over for a moment as Lissa froze, inhaling a short gasp, clinging to John as her eyes turned to the door.

“-do you think they…” they heard James trail off as the door fully opened and he saw the two of them in an embrace.

“Maybe it depends on...Oh, I see.” Clair smiled but pushed James in so she could close the door. “We did say you could use our room if you wanted privacy.”

“Maybe they didn’t.” James smiled as he carried in a large wooden barrel under his arm.

“Ah...just sort of happened.” John said with just a hint of embarrassment, though he still had her mouth close to her neck.

“Uh...uh...we...uh…” Lissa’s face was flushed with color, even her now pointed ears turning red, and yet she couldn’t move, having been caught. John could hear her heart racing, her blood pounding in her veins, and yet her scent was getting stronger.

“Oh please, it’s not like the two of us never fooled around in the living room.” Clair said with a knowing smile. She took a deep breath and let out a contented sigh, “Mmm, and you two have strong scents too...surprised you’re not further along.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” James placed the small keg on an end table, “looks like we won’t need the beer to get the party started.”

“We...were just talking...and hugging…” Lissa breathed out, nearly a whisper, but John still had not moved from her neck, though a hand was sliding up her torso towards her chest.

“Hugs and kisses is how it starts,” Clair said walking towards them.

“Yeah, and next thing you know…”James reached behind his partner’s back and pulled at the ties of her halter top letting the huge orbs spill out.

John pulled up slightly from Lissa’s neck and looked at their hosts. He then turned to meet Lissa’s eyes before shrugging. He could see Lissa’s creamy skin blushing warmly even as her eyes were starting to dilate and flickered from James to Clair, who was now right in front of them. A new pair of scents were filling the room. They were vaguely similar, but unique, and just as enticing. John looked back to Lissa and gave a slight nod before shifting slightly to invite the other couple in. Lissa gave a soft moan, feeling John’s hand now on a breast, her own hand tightening a bit in his hair. Her eyes shifted from James to Clair, her eyes running slowly over their upper forms.

Clair tossed aside her top onto the couch and reached out for Lissa, taking her by the hand. She smiled and pulled her slightly away from John and leaned in for a soft kiss. Lissa bit her own lip for a moment, but let Clair pull her closer before their soft lips touched and she sighed slowly against her mouth. She placed Lissa’s hand on her breast as they kissed. Lissa couldn’t help but moan against Clair’s mouth as she felt James’ hands on her body, stroking her flanks and playing with her tail. John played with her breasts, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth.

The attention from the three centaurs was quickly weakening any remaining reserve from the white haired mare. She hesitantly slid her tongue against Clair’s lips as she swished her tail against James. Claire responded in kind, opening her mouth and leaning into the kiss with a soft moan. John teased Lissa’s nipple in her mouth, and reached over to play with Clair’s chest. James’ hands grew bolder, fiddling down her rear and under Lissa’s tail. The mingled scents of arousal were intoxicating, pulling the four centaurs deeper by the second.

Lissa let out a soft squeak as she felt James’ hands under her tail, her hand was now palming Clair’s chest, but easily started to pinch her nipple as she slid her tongue into Clair’s mouth. Clair moaned loudly as John and Lissa teased her nipples. Her tongue slid against Lissa’s as her hand went to the back of Lissa’s neck. Lissa could guess by the increasing scents that James and John had both slipped out of their sheaths. James lifted her long tail up and was now tracing along her sex slowly with practiced fingers. Her entire body jolted, moaning loudly into Clair’s mouth as she moved her other hand against John’s body, feeling his abs.

Lissa felt James' fingers slip inside her slit and his tongue start to move over it as well. Clair reached down to grab John by the hair and pull him up. She released Lissa’s mouth to smash her lips against the stallion’s. John let out a moan into her mouth. Lissa cried and moaned, her body shaking for a moment before her hands suddenly went to Clair’s chest, followed by her mouth, gently licking at her nipple.

Clair moaned again into John’s mouth as their tongues danced. She pulled Lissa closer to her chest, encouraging her to continue. James was getting bolder, slipping most of his hand into her as his tongue attacked her folds. Lissa moaned loudly against Clair’s chest, pawing the ground as her body trembled from what James was doing to her. She sucked on Clair as her hands slid over her skin. John ran his hand up and down Lissa’s back, while the other hand grabbed the back of Clair's head. Clair was pawing the ground, enjoying the attention, but her body was almost aching with need.

Lissa squeaked as James hit a particular sensitive spot, pulling back from Clair. Panting heavily, she quickly started to turn around, moving mostly beside James before leaning down and reaching for his already exposed shaft, pulling it to her mouth with a nearly ravenous need, starting to lick him. James cried out, a little surprised but hardly complaining. He shifted his stance slightly to give Lissa better access. Clair giggled at her partner's response then winked at John before assuming a similar position. Her hands slid slowly down his shaft before she leaned in under him and started to kiss his balls slowly while teasingly stroking his shaft.

Lissa moaned against James’ hard shaft, responding to his actions on her. He could feel her squeezing and massaging his cock as she continued to suck on him.

“God…” James pawed the floor, “How many times have you done this?”

John let out a chuckle that devolved into a moan as he felt Clair’s tongue move slowly down the underside of his shaft.

“You’re only my second centaur,” Lissa moaned breathily against his flat head, “but I’ve yet to have any complaints.” She smiled, starting to swirl her tongue around him as her hands massaged his shaft.

James let out another moan before leaning back down under Lissa’s tail. John took the cue and leaned down to get access to Clair’s slit. He felt Claire's moan vibrate against his shaft. The muffled moans of the quartet of centaurs filled the room.

They continued like that for a bit, before Lissa began gasping against James’ member, her hooves prancing slightly, “P-please…”

“Mmm,” James pulled up and wiped his face with the back of his hand. “You don’t have to beg.” he straightened up and walked behind Lissa with his cock bobbing with each step.

“Hold on…” Clair said with a parting lick to John’s cock. “I know what will be fun!” she practically pranced over to stand in front of Lissa. “Come here, girl…” she wrapped her arms around Lissa, “And for the other stud,” She lifted her tail up exposing her slit. “I hope that’s enough of an invitation.”

John smiled and moved into position behind Clair. Much more confident this time, he reared up to mount her. James lifted his body up with ease and moved to mount Lissa.

Lissa quickly latched onto Clair, wrapping her arms around her as she held her breath for a moment, moaning loudly as she felt James push into her, “uh...oh god…”

“Fuck yeah!” Clair let out in a husky voice, “We’ve got a great pair of stallions, don’t we?”

“Thanks, babe…” James sighed as he lowered himself down onto Lissa’s back.

“Heh,” John panted as he reached down to hold the entwined mares.

“No...wonder you guys, uhhhh, like to...mix match…god,” Lissa gasped before smashing her lips against Clair.

The thrusts of the stallions pressed Lissa and Clair tightly together. John’s and James' eyes met and it became a competition. Each one silently urging the other on. Lissa could hear John’s balls slapping against Clair, and felt James doing the same thing. Clair kissed her desperately, her nails almost digging into Lissa’s back as they held on desperately to each other. The two mares were gasping and moaning into each others’ mouths, forced together by the stallion’s movements. Lissa slid a hand up to feel James’ ripped chest and she moaned, feeling his strong hand grip her wrist.

“Pull...her..hair…” James called over to John.

John was hesitant at first, barely giving it a tug. But when he felt Clair clamp down on him, he gave a much stronger pull. Clair broke the kiss with Lissa and let out a lust filled cry that tickled all of their ears. Lissa’s hand, still with James’ hand around her wrist, slid up to his neck, and into his hair, stretching her body out as she moaned, tightening around him. Her other hand slid over Clair’s chest. James tilted his head, giving Lissa more access to his neck. Clair was crying out and arching her back against John. John closed his eyes, lost in the sensations and scent of the moment.

Lissa bit her lip, watching John and Clair with half lidded lust filled eyes. Her face was flushed warmly, panting as James continued to move. She moaned loudly, her back arching against him and tilting her head back against his defined chest to look up at James. Her platinum white hair stood out against his deep tan. Her other hand slid up, both hands now in James’ long blonde hair, tugging his locks as she gasped for air, her eyes meeting his.

James looked back, his eyes almost cloudy with lust and passion. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. Lissa could feel the head of his cock starting to flare inside her. John kissed Clair’s neck hard as he thrust with as much force as he could muster. James felt her hands tighten in his hair as she seemed to freeze, holding her breath against his mouth. Lissa whimpered against him, her body tightening, tensing, and trembling around James.

James let out a muffled cry as he hit his climax and hit it hard. He squeezed Lissa tightly as he rode it out. Clair squeezed John’s shaft like a vice as she almost screamed with her climax. She grabbed onto Lissa and James desperately as she hit. Lissa panted, slowly pulling away from kissing James and looked over to John, locked in an embrace with Clair, their chests smashed against each other. Leaving one hand in James’ hair, she reached her other shaky hand towards John to touch him. He responded to her touch, taking her hand into his and squeezing it tightly. He lifted up his head to meet her gaze and smiled.

James let out a long contented sigh. “Tonight’s going to be a good night…”

“Mmm, no kidding…” Clair ran her hand up James’ side, “I hope you two enjoyed the start of your welcome party.

“No complaints here.” John smiled, giving Lissa’s hand another squeeze.

“S-start?” Lissa whispered, a tingle going down her back to her tail, as she panted, looking at Clair with hazy lustful eyes, a hand still in James’ hair.

“It’s not even sunset yet,” Clair said with a lustful smile, “there’s a lot more fun the four of us can have before we call it a night.” She leaned forward and kissed Lissa playfully.

“But first we'll have a little drink; John and I need to keep our fluids up.” James chuckled.

John couldn’t help laughing a bit at the comment. He caressed Clair with his other hand while holding onto Lissa.

“I...guess there are probably a few other things we haven’t figured out yet…” Lissa paused, “haven’t figured out all this new body can do or can’t do yet…” she mused softly.

“We’ll show you, both of you, everything we know.” Clair said before giving Lissa a quick peck on the cheek, “We’ve got seven years of experience, after all.”

“Yeah, but for our next romp maybe we should try the bedroom.” James said with a smirk.

“Before any more romps, how about some of that beer you keep teasing us with?” John chuckled.

Lissa moaned softly, feeling James start to move off and out of her, her hand moving down to hold onto Clair.

“You know, even after all this time I’m still not totally used to how it feels when they...Ooooooh,” Clair gave her a squeeze as John pulled out. “Yeah, that…” she giggled.

“Y-yeah…” Lissa moaned low, her body tightening again as James finished moving out of her, “god…”

John did his best to let his front hooves down slowly, this wasn’t an earthen floored barn after all. Once he had four feet back on the ground, he moved to Lissa. Both were still flushed from their romp, and their hair a little disheveled. John brushed Lissa’s white hair softly, pushing it away from her face. He smiled lovingly as he placed his other arm around her waist. John leaned in and kissed her deeply. He felt her soft hands slide up his chest to his face, gently touching his cheeks as she cooed against his mouth.

“Still want to move in together?” she whispered against his mouth, her cheeks lightly flushed as she looked into his eyes.

“More than ever…” his lips brushed against hers as she spoke. He held her firmly with one hand around her waist and the other up on her back. He hooked his hoof around hers gently as he pressed back into a kiss.

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Based on an RP by Syntaxerror37 and his wife

Additional writing and editing by Syntaxerror37

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