The Lovely Little Changeling

From what I could see, my Ditzy had no idea how I did what I did, but this may very well have excited her more, as I had distracted her with a constant line of new teases. I guess I have a talent for it, it may actually be in line with the main talent of mine?

Unlike the Act of Trixie, I knew what I was doing, I did not have to fake it. Not that I require fame, just the slow and steady support of love, and I felt this is the pony of my dreams. Maybe I had actually developed a bit more affection for her than I had realised?

Once I had her on all fours, once more, I gently pressed the both of her hands down flat on the floor, just before her as I had spread her arms as wide as I felt desirable. It is but a small tease, but will affect her along the lines of my desires, even if she did not know of it, or what I had in mind for her.

Just as I let go of her hands, I kissed her before I gave her the final lick, from right to left over her momentarily closed lips, thus sealing them while leaving her able to breathe through her nostrils.

“I do need your undivided attention!” I just whispered into her right ear, before I slipped my head under her chest, then sucked up the nibble, finding it expanding to the size of about an inch in girth and slightly more in length.

Now I moved around her, placing my lips on her nibble, sucking for the moment required for the nibble to expand as the right nibble had done, a mere minute ago. I had enjoyed the rubbery texture of the nibbles, knowing she was feeling my lips quite acutely, for the moment I had granted her.

Sliding out from under her, then a good few feet out before I rose to my feet, walking thrice around her, just stopping for the one tease before I had to make the point. I had placed my right hand on her rump, then sliding the left index finger over where the orifice had been, not really pressing the matter, just the slight tease, staying there for a mere two minutes or there about?

Now standing behind her, I placed my hands on her right hoof, pressing the grip slowly for the effect, taking a minute for a good tease, before I gave her the tentative tug, just enough to know her hoof was actually stuck in place, not to loose the grip, while I did it, or to be forced to hold firmer then I had intended. Then I moved to the other hoof, taking the grip, before giving her the tug, and she is indeed firmly stuck.

“I know I have your attention, even if you can't moan in order to express it, right now!” I just stated.

Once this had been finished, I lay down flat on my back, slowly sliding my hooves in under her. Then I continued, until I had my mound directly under her muzzle. By now, my knees also lay directly on top of her hands.

I lifted my own hands, placing them on her jigglies, just under the nibbles, then sliding them forwards, soon feeling the large pink nibbles in my hands, rubbing against the palms of my hands, knowing full well what sensations I was eliciting, by teasing her in this manner.

Quietly, I licked my lips, feeling the thick saliva cover them, maintaining the moist sensation I had in mind, before I pressed my lips directly against the orchid, already in full bloom, before I had even parted my lips. Wet as she was, I still do enjoy teasing her, licking the rubbery surface of her orchid, both inside and out, before I had started to teasing her seriously.

The next instant, I felt her moan, even though I couldn't hear it, her lips still sealed. It is how I had designed the scene, thus keeping her focused on what I was actively doing. All she could do is breathing, while I hold on to her now large nibbles.

Teasing her to give up the precious nectar, as I finally started eating. Little by little, my tongue slipped inside and out, licking at everything, feeling her come, once, twice, and thrice. Only slightly harder each time, and just a bit faster.

I knew I kept her wet, more than her excitement. My saliva slowly spreading up, mingling with the juices she managed to produce in her excitement, still trapped on top of me as I enjoyed her. The taste of love, untarnished, undiluted.

I moved slow, keeping her coming progressively fasted and harder, until the one instant hit, and her climax hit. By this time, I was exhausted myself, so I was just happy for her.

My horn still glowing faintly with the last of the magic I had hoarded, from the instant I had left her here, before I went to the games, until the moment I saw her was about to run dry. I know my magic is weak, so I had to be careful.

Had an hour went by, was it two or three? I had no idea, since I had lost track of time. So close to an unsuspecting pony. I had not needed to do anything. I had simply fed her the stimulation for the love.