Treat of the Tricked Pony!

As it were, I had ended up to be the last of us, to pull out. I guess I did not mind. I had noticed Chihiro and Riku pulling out, and the changes came over them, as their elbows came apart, almost on their own. It is easy to pull them apart, the first few times.

What was never said, or stated, is how many times you could try in a day? They aparently felt like having a new go at it? They simply put their hands together and interlaced their fingers, as if in a rerun, then pushed their elbows together in unison. The changes came back, just the way it had the first time.

They had had the idea to try something different, maybe they felt an urge to allow the orchid some much needed rest, after an hour of exposing it to the joy, they had been teased into? The next option, simple and obvious. It is quite possible, I had figured. They placed the head of their yellos on the lips of the girl before them.

Riku put hers on Chihiro, while Chihiro put hers on Riku. Then, as one they simply pushed forwards. I noticed they got the desired rewards. Their lips parting, and the yello slipping inside. There was no stopping, maybe in part, because they had desired trying?

The effects did not really change. Their lips prevented the head of the respective yello to slip out, as they bounced back from the furthest point inside. Only now, they were down the throat of the girl before them.

This is about the time I slipped out, just a moment after Hitomi had slipped out of me. Only now, I noticed it actually did take considerably more time for my elbows to come apart, and thus prolonged the process. The change could only revert, once my elbows had come apart, after all.

Still, no cause of panic, a few minutes later, the change had started, moving on just as intended.

“Would you like to, try that too?” I offered, as I had noticed her casting a glance at our friends, with some curiosity shining in her eyes hopefully.

“Yes. But, would you help guide me, this time?” she asked in a somewhat more embarrassed tone of voice.

“Sure, but wait, so we can do it together all the way?” I suggested, since she had made me excited about it.

“Yes!” she merely nodded as she put her hands together once more, then interlaced her fingers and pushed her elbows together, thus initiating the change all over again, but the smile on her face was eager, excited over the promise of more fun.

Maybe I should have held back, mainly because she is new and thus inexperienced, but I was too excited to consider, since she was eager to try it as well. I couldn't stop her now, looking at her hands, for the moment it take for the change to take hold, and the transformation soon completed.

I placed my hands around the head of her yello, then guided her towards my very own lips, leaving her hanging where I had left her, before I followed her example, only to place my yello on her lips, before we followed through together.

Only now we're committed to keep it going for the next hour. Not that I was worrying. I revealed in the prospect.

Feeling her slip inside of me, as I felt myself slipping inside of her. Her lips widening as the head passed the boundary. Then we're in. I slip inside, as did she. Slowly slipping into the mouth, then down the throat, inch by inch, before bouncing back up, inch by inch.

The sensation of slippery yello against the inside of the throat, rubbing and caressing in a new way. This isn't inside of the orchid, after all. Yet, my lips did prevent her from slipping out of me, I guess I had known as much.

Once I had slipped as far as it went, I had felt her mouth hold me back, stretching elastically, only to push me back inside, inch by inch.

Just as her lips had prevented me from slipping out, I noticed how there is a similar feeling of a boundary, down the throat. It feels elastic, almost like rubber, in a curious way, compared to the yello, if you will?

For every inch I pushed forwards, the resistance increase, until I bounced back. There is the same sensation in my throat, as I felt her bounce back.

Maybe the most curious thing is how I feel her inside? There is no trace of ever having had fingers, or even separate arm. I merely feel the surface of the head, the yello, as it slide inside of her, feeling it compressed, all depending of where in the throat my head was, just as the direction did feel distinctively difference.

I felt her inside, the rubber surface, smooth, slippery. It teased my senses in very exciting manners, but I couldn't quite put my finger to how or why. It isn't just because I had no hands, no fingers, but the now red rubber yello.

There is something about how my lips compressed, and how my mouth stretched, in order to hold her within. How I felt about it.

Then I noticed Riku and Chihiro slip out, their time, the hour was apparently up?

Thankfully, I still did have a moment longer, no sensation of closing in, just the exhilaration joy of the excitement in the union of me and Hitomi.