A Muzzling Good Night

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She had made that one final sigh, and I had heard a click, as if the light had been turned off, or on. Just as the time, just as she step forwards, teasing me in, inside of her?

The other girl standing behind me, while the first, apparently exhausted, had moved back to the bed.

All of a sudden, the next thing I knew, she had pulled me off of my hooves, and off of the floor. Then I found my hooves pressed towards the celing, first gently, then firmly. Then her hands apparently had let go of me. I still do stand upside down, but as if I had been standing on the floor, as my hooves still are firmly onto the smooth surface. I'm not falling.

Then, there was the click. I knew what it meant. I had managed to gather as much. I was finally back to myself enough, to have the single clear thought.

For a moment, I pulled at each and every one of my hooves in turn, maybe just the tentative challenging attempt, in order to know, I wasn't falling.

Only that's when I realised, just what she had had in mind, as she had moved around, now standing behind me, hands on my hips, holding me firmly I felt her leaning in, her muzzle pressing in on my mound, my orchid. Only now, something was strange, not quite wrong, just not as I had recalled it to feel. What had happened, and what had they done to me? I just giggles, as I felt her hands on my flank.

“Uh, oh. What are you doing?” I had managed to utter.

“For now, I'm teasing you. Probing just how much fun you can take, when it is given to you!” she just giggled in a energetting frency.

I felt a finger, on my rump, clearly in between, and soon on the crack. Initially, I had tried to prevent the finger from entering, but to no avail, even though I soon realised, I was contracting firmly around, what was entering me. Just as I had been incapable of preventing her finger from entering, I clearly is just as incapable of pushing it out.

All the time it was inside, I could clearly feel I was contracting, I couldn't even controle the contraction in the least, for as long as it was inside.

Then, just at the time she was withdrawing her finger, I realised, she was just making a point, in the name of a good tease? She told me, I had no control of the orifice, for as long as she was teasing it. Even if I had missed the one final detail, what ever it was. Yet, she had made the point. There was something she had done to me, on purpose.

I feel her muzzle, squarely on my mound, her lips parting, just the way I had done it, as her friend, or sister had been enjoying me. Just as then, there was no way I could escape, what she had in mind for me. I had no reason, no interest to escape. Maybe I already enjoyed it, too much?

Her muzzle on my mound, already feeling just right. Only it was more, then it had been. My now expectantly generous mound, feeling her muzzle press further. I wanted to push myself towards her, but she had my flanks in a firm grip, holding me just where she wanted me to be.

Then I feel her tongue on my orchid, it's wet, and I knew it, just as she did know it. She had teased me, in order to mount up, to just that. I had been lost, and lost control of the situation.

Her tongue slipping over my orchid, just the way I had done to the other girl. First now, I realised, my orchid felt just like hers had. And now, just as she was finally slipping in, even if just the slightest, I was contracting. I couldn't help it. Just as I couldn't help, just how wet I am. There was no escaping it, and I do enjoy it.

If not for the excitement. A moan just escaped my lips. She had managed to make me enjoy her. She elicited all the sensations she knew was to push me further. Making me wet, and I knew I was flooding. She was enjoying my juices? Just as I had enjoyed the juices of the other girl?

Excitement made me slowly start to blush, I had not realised.

I'm lost, and I knew it. There was no escaping the experience, or what it made to me. I can't help enjoying, what she made to me, for me. Even if I knew she was enjoying it too.

My moans growing deeper, longer, stronger, as she keep me in check, pushing me further, towards where I wanted to go, she knew it.

Her muzzle, slowly but inevitably pushing further, harder, and her tongue, excitedly pushing every furhter inside of me, eliciting more of my juices to flow, thickening.

I was contracting around her, though I realised, as I came the first time, thus initiating the first pulse, that then grew stronger, faster, with every movement of her tongue. She insistantly kept going, tentatively mov8ng, teasing me even further, yet further, then I had dared to think she could, anyone could.

There was no pushing her out. I did not want to, even though I can't stop contracting around her, her tongue.

She just kept it up, and there seems to be no end in site. My mind, soon started to move slower, as if in anticipation of the blur, just leeving room for the one thing, the joy she gave me.

The pleasure just spreading, growing stronger. My thought just couldn't dispell it. I could think of nothing, but what she was doing, what she was doing to me. I wanted her, and what she was doing. She had made me desire her.

Feeling her joy, and how she enjoyed what she gave me, made me feel good, happy about what rtrancpired, I can't deny it, now could I? Even stuck upside down, hanging from her celing, trapped.

How long had she been at it, at me? I had lost track of time. I did not know, I had been unprepared, for just how far her warmth could spred, and just how intence I am already feeling it. And it is still growing, spreading. There seems to be nothing stopping it, or stopping her?

Ofcause it had to end, even if I had forgotten all about it? She could not keep this up forever, or could she? If so, how long was I to last, even if I knew full well, just how much she was enjoying me?

Ofcause I'm wet, soaked. I felt as if, if she had not been thee, licking my juices, I would have been folooding. As if it was to flow passed the foald of the orchid? Even if?

I sighed, as I realised, she had moved away. She had made me enjoy myself, just as she had enjoyed me, enjoyed teasing me, as I enjoyed her. Yet now, I had not managed the climax? There seemed to be no such releaf for me? How ever I had been tricked to give that up? Not that I particularly asked to ckimax, why?