Octavia doesn’t say anything and instead finishes her drink. For a moment you think you’ve messed up. “Sure, I’d like to have some fun.”

“Whew, great. Follow me.” You trot towards the door and check to make sure she is following you.

The walk to your house is a short one and you invite her inside, clearing off the sofa.

“It’s refreshing to meet a mare who gets straight to business,” Octavia says. “Sometimes you just want a quick fuck, you know?”

“Oh yeah.” You lay on your back on the couch. “I’m ready.”

“Good.” She climbs up on the sofa and lays down on you.

From here, her pussy is mere inches away. You feel her hoof rubbing a slow circle across your pussy, and you use a foreleg to do the same. She begins to get wet as you rub, making it easier to slide the tip of your hoof into her cunt.

Her tongue darts across your pussy, causing you to moan. She shifts her weight until her labia press down against your lips. You stick your tongue in a few inches and swirl it around. Octavia seems to be whimpering a bit as she shivers. She must be enjoying it as she stops licking for a moment.

When she thrusts her tongue back in it rubs against your clit, causing all your muscles to tense up. Once you recover, you rub your snout against her labia and find her clit, managing to nip it with your teeth.

Octavia’s weight pushes down on your face, cutting off your airflow. She bucks her hips into your face over and over, and must be about ready to explode. At the same time she buries her face into your cunt, eager to bring you to climax with her.

The building warmth in your groin spreads to your stomach, and soon every corner of your body. Your muscles spasm and your lungs ache for air. You feel Octavia’s muscles tense up around your face, and soon taste her arousal spraying into your mouth.

You buck your hips upwards as you climax, screaming into Octavia’s pussy. The orgasm lasts a few minutes as you two continue to buck against each other.

Once you’re done and recover, you roll to the side and yawn. Octavia turns around and cuddles with you. “Mind if I stay the night?” she asks.

“Sure,” you reply.

Author's Note

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