Here she was again; lying on her back with her legs strung up and spread as far as they could go, and her hooves tied up behind her. The anticipation for the last half an hour had been killing her.
Morningstar couldn’t see anything with the blindfold on, nor could she really hear anything with the earplugs, but the muffled sounds from the house creaking or a hoof step or two from afar had her twitching every time. She expected the touch of a hoof to graze across her fillyhood at any moment, but it never came. Her hot honey down below had been leaking out more and more just at the thought.
There was no way that she had been forgotten. The mare had found her stealing cookies again in the kitchen, but this time was much different. She wanted to be caught. The first time she had no idea what was going to happen when she was discovered with her hoof in the cookie jar. The mare had led her away to one of her back rooms, tied her up in the most lewd of ways, and well… she found something better than cookies.
The first time though she wasn’t scared either, the mare had made it clear that she could leave whenever she wanted and that one mention of grapefruit and she’d be safe and out of there. But something in her compelled her to stay; the tickling of the ropes, her belly that tingled every moment, or maybe even the small part of her that wanted to see how she was going to get in trouble by this strange, crimson coloured mare.
The smell of fresh cookies lured her in. She was sure she could get away without anypony noticing and the window was open, letting her just sneak right inside. But as soon as she took the first bite, she heard the window close shut with a quick cast of magic and the mare was staring right at her. She was wide eyed, expecting the worst… but would have never expected to get her cutie mark that day.
This time though, when she went for the cookies she wasn’t quiet at all; like the worst burglar of all time. When their eyes met, the filly shyly smiled and flicked her tail, knowing exactly what she had gotten herself into again. The mare rolled her eyes and smirked before lighting up her horn and carrying the filly down into her special basement.
Now she was here waiting, exposed to anypony who was looking, and her little pink pearl winking to say hello. Though, it was taking the mare a while. Did she forget about her? She was almost about to yell out right before the warmth of a hoof came down and grazed upon her filly lips.
“A-Ah~!” she squeaked, not expecting the tingles shooting down her spine suddenly. The hoof started to rub in gentle circles and she squirmed as much as she could in her binds, but there was no chance at moving around while tied up like this.
She could barely hear the sounds of a sultry voice calling out. Really, with the blindfold and earplugs, she would have no idea who was down there feeling her heat, and toying with her tiny teats.
It could have been anypony, but she knew better. Nopony would be daring enough to play this little game with her in such a blissful way. No one except her.
The warmth in her tummy was really starting to build and her heart was beating faster in her chest. The anticipation for the last hour had her on edge the entire time; finally somepony was here to finish that off.
She moaned out as the hoof continued, but it started to pull away way too soon, giving a few wet pats to her little mound as it left and started rubbing her thighs. “N-no… p-please don’t stop,” she practically whimpered out.
Both of the mare’s hooves grabbed onto her legs and a hot breath of air blew right again her fillyfolds. She bit her lips to ready herself, as the mare pressed in with her own lips and into a lewd make out session with the filly’s neathers.
She couldn’t help but cry out and thrust her hips right at the mare, but her kiss held strong, riding that bucking bronco for as long as she needed to. With expert dexterity, the mare’s lips sucked right onto her little love button.
The first time it had been so slow. Getting the filly comfortable, while also teasing her and playing with her the entire way through until it ended with one great big climax as she came. This time however, the mare wasn’t pulling any stops, bringing her right to the edge and trying to kick her right off of it. There was no way to stop it either! Those tight little lips were under the mare’s complete control, and that just turned her on even more.
Her legs tried to squeeze together, trying in vain to keep it all in. But the determined mare wasn’t having any of that, she just pressed her muzzle in harder and squeezed her little button with all her might. The filly couldn’t hold it any longer, it was too much. Her belly tightened as her fillyhood let loose a torrent of her young honey. The mare kept holding on, even as her filly juice splatted against her chin dripped all the way down to her chest. She was sent soaring through another blissful orgasm once again.
“O-oh… mmmm~… o-oh~” she slowly panted, trying to catch her breath after all of that. It was so strange that she made her cum so quickly; she was happy it happened, but it made her think that this might have been only the first course in a lot more treats planned for today.
Slowly though, the blindfold lifted up and the earplugs popped out, but now she could finally take a look at that beautiful mare: Aasen Amaranth. Her coat was a crimson colour, and her mane had a purple hue. The cutie mark on her rump actually looked to be a few sparkling gemstones; much to the filly’s surprise. With the way the mare had been able to tie her up and… show off some talents. She expected Aasen’s cutie mark to be at least similar in some way to her own heart-shaped rope that now adorned her flank.
The filly’s eyes were half lidded, barely able to focus from the sudden light; even if the room was fairly dim.
The mare started to undo the knots spreading Morningstar’s legs so far apart; the smirk on her wet face was apparent; she enjoyed this as much as the filly did. “Mmm~… t-thanks… I… t-thanks,” the filly was barely able to say with an already exhausted smile.
“Oh don’t thank me yet, you have a lot more in store for you today to pay for those cookies in full,” she said as she released the knots and let her hindlegs fall free.
“In full?!” the filly excitedly replied back as she pulled her legs in and gave them a little stretch. She was eager to pay for every penny like this, but as much fun as it was have her legs spread and everything on stage for this mare, it was also nice to get some feeling back into them and wiggle out any small cramps.
“W-what’s next? M-more kissing?” the filly asked in a hopeful tone as she glanced at the mare’s lips.
“Well, we’ll see about that if you’re a good girl. Maybe I’ll even let you give me a kiss or two later on,” she said as she flicked the tip of her tail against the filly’s chin and gave a small lick of her lips. “Buuut… for right now. I have something… different in mind. Something new that I added to my collection since we first met.”
Her magic lit up as she grabbed onto the filly and plopped her down on the mare’s back. Morningstar probably wouldn’t be doing much walking right now since she still had her hooves bound behind her back.
They went to the next room over, probably where the mare had been all this time. The room was dimly lit like all the others; no windows at all, but dozens of candles illuminated the area, almost making it look like one of those romantic movies. She could see the vague outline of objects hanging on the wall in various sizes and… lengths. It was hard to see exactly what, but it reminded her of a mechanics garage. Though, the tools were probably for a different purpose than repairing carts and cars.
The main centerpiece in the room caught her eye; it was like a strange, black saddle; completely rounded off on both sides and lying on the floor like a cylinder cut in half. It had the word Sybian discretely embossed in black on the side of it. She could even see a small instruction book opened and tossed off to the side. So this was what took her all this time.
She lifted the filly off and carefully lowered her down until she was straddling the strange device. The cool, high-quality plastic tingled against her fur, but it did feel like it was missing something.
The mare grabbed some more rope and placed it down beside her for later; she didn’t like anypony squirming out of things, but really, Morningstar didn’t want to wiggle out either.
“So… which one do you want to try first?” Aasen asked as she floated up two peach coloured pads. They almost looked identical with their sensual curves and strategically bumpy texture. However, one of them had a long phallus coming right out from it.
The filly bit her lip as she looked both of them over. One was going to be a lot more intimate she guessed, and neither ponies in the room could really take their eyes off of it. “T-that one,” she said with a little head nod, pointing in its direction. “The one with the stick.”
A delighted smirk appeared on Aasen’s face as the other one floated away, and disappeared into the darkness. She floated the chosen one over, placing it down right in front of her and attaching it to the device. Morningstar looked down, anticipating the pleasure that she expected to be coming her way. Though, she had no real idea how that was going to happen with the pokey part on it. Was she supposed to wiggle on and rub herself or something? Either way she was sure Aasen was going to show her the way.
Aasen sauntered closer to the device as she fiddled with the attachment, getting real up close and personal once more as she tried getting it on. Finally, it clicked into place and she looked between the filly’s legs with a hungry smile, “Mmmm… you’re looking mighty eager, you’re practically drooling all over my new machine.”
“S-sorry,” she said with a small blush, but then perked right back up, “b-but… I… I really want to start again! How does this thing even work? Do I just...” She wiggled herself onto the soft silicone, feeling the cool material press right into her filly lips as she wiggled on it. The protruding end laid right on her belly and she tried pressing onto it a little more. “L-like this?”
“Hehe, something like that. But there’s one last thing to make it totally complete,” Aasen said as she came in close; so close that she could smell her own scent on the mare’s muzzle. She started to seductively rub the phallic part with a hoof as her face lit up with a sly smile. “This is going to have to go inside you.”
“I-inside?” the filly asked cautiously, and the mare just nodded her head as her horn started to light up. Her fur tingled again as she was lifted a few inches up. She could probably stand, but instead she raised her legs and let Aasen guide it… she gulped… inside her. The feeling in her tummy felt weird as she wondered what to expect. Could it go into her fillyhood, or was it going to go in her butt? Would something like that even fit? Even though it was the size of a small cucumber, it was starting to look even bigger the more she stared at it.
“Open wide,” Aasen said as her subtle manipulation of magic grabbed onto her fillyfolds, gently tugging at them to spread them apart. “Say… Mmmm~”
“Ah~!” Morningstar squeaked as she could feel something cool touch against her fillyhood. It was starting to press right into her as she slowly started to sink down, until finally the tapered end found the right spot and popped inside. “Mmmm~” Morningstar repeated in earnest, feeling that intimate itch getting scratched in ways she never even considered before.
The mare was careful with her magic as she lowered Morningstar down, making sure not to cause any unwanted discomfort. The filly did not worry about that what so ever, being completely captivated by the slow moving phallus gently spreading her tunnel apart for the very first time.
She could feel the same, delightful tingles that came when the mare touched her down there; the ones that made her squirm in delight. But this still felt new and different at the same time. Her tight, little walls were being stretched around and she could feel herself instinctively squeezing and grasping at the toy. She was unsure if her body was trying to push it in deeper or squeeze it out, but she knew if she had a choice, she might go with the former.
It brought a strange feeling of fullness when it was completely inside and her rump finally made contact with the base of the device. With the way the toy felt inside her tummy, she guessed that if she poked her own belly she’d be able to feel it, but she couldn’t even try with her hooves tied up behind her.
The mare got to it first, rubbing Morningstar’s fur in slow circles right where she expected the object to be. Slowly, she slid her hoof down even more and playfully rolled her tiny teats around, eliciting a small moan from the filly.
“Comfortable?” Aasen asked with a sly smirk and only got a few, quick head nods back. “Perfect,” she continued as the rope started to float over. “Now, let’s just keep you that way.”
The ropes quickly snaked around her limbs, making the careful but sturdy knots that she found the mare was quite proficient in making. She almost wondered how this mare had fared if she had been with the filly scouts earlier in life. But her focus was brought back when the mare lifted Morningstar’s legs up just enough that she’d have to lean forward quite a bit to even get the tips of her hooves to touch the ground. Without the mare’s supporting magic, and due to the awkward angle she was getting into, the only thing she was being held up by was her fillyhood.
She leaned a little, trying to relieve some of the pressure, and noticed the silicone pressing even more into her. Even a few of the well placed bumps seemed to have fitted right around her little love button when she wiggled the right way.
The tips of her hooves barely touched the ground. She could feel the stick inside her pressing hard against her walls and the pad pressing tight against her mound. Her eyes couldn’t help but flutter from the strange sensations.
Morningstar couldn’t see what other ropes the mare was working on as she went to the back of the machine. She could feel her forelegs getting pulled enough to rock her back slightly, until the tips of her hooves were barely in contact with the ground.
It was like some strange balancing act, where if she didn’t want her fillyhood to be holding up all of her weight she’d have to lean forward to try and awkwardly get her hooves to the ground. But the more she did so, the more that the top of her mound pressed into the soft pad of the machine, and those small little bumps nestled around the most sensitive part of her entire body.
“Comfortable?” the mare asked again as she finished with some of the ropes, pulling one of the final knots in place and making the filly shiver from the sudden movement.
She wiggled around a little, testing her seat. “It’s a bit awkward balancing like this… I hope I don’t fall over if you-” She blushed a little more, imagining what was to come, “When you distract me.”
The mare put her hoof on Morningstar’s shoulder, steading her slightly. “Oh I don’t think you’ll have to worry about that,” she said with a bit of a smirk as she fiddled around with a small remote control.
Morningstar had no idea what to expect sitting on this thing and having it sticking all the way inside her. She tried to imagine that it might just try and wiggle in deeper, or that she’d just have to rub herself on it. It almost made her gasp when she heard a low rumble coming from her seat as the mare turned the dial.
It sounded like she was on a box of angry bees getting more and more riled the more the dial ticked up. But now she was starting to feel it; the entire pad gently buzzing against her fillyhood. “O-oh~” she breathed out suddenly.
Morningstar couldn’t help but gyrate her hips from the wonderful sensations, leaning forward and squishing herself deeper into the pad until her hooves touched the floor. She could feel that rod press against her tunnel the more that she leaned, filling her with those new, peculiar sensations from deep within.
“Feel that?” Aasen smiled lightly and rubbed against the filly’s fur. “Feels good doesn’t it? It’s new and I wanted you to be the first to try it.” She could feel the filly tense up a little and hold her breath for a moment, the obvious sign that it hit a good spot. Morningstar tried to keep it there with all her willpower, wiggling and angling herself as much as she could in her binds.
“I-I… l-love… mmmmm~ it,” she moaned out, looking up at Aasen with her adorably, half lidded eyes.
“Good.” The mare smiled as she lifted up the controller, showing the buttons that were on there for a moment: dials, numbers and even a few arrows and symbols. “But this thing has a few more tricks to show you.”
Slowly, she started to turn another dial, and Morningstar’s eyes began to open wider and wider. With the way the rod had been sitting inside her, it had started to almost feel a bit natural for it to be in there; with the vibrating seat, it had almost slipped her mind. The sudden awakening inside her most intimate depths centered her attention right on it as it started to move.
Slowly, the rubbery phallus pushed into her walls and started moving in a circle like a pirouetting figure skater. It was like somepony had grabbed a thick marker and was drawing an ‘O’ in the most intimate way possible. She could feel the sides of her tunnel tightly squeeze against the intruder, but failing to actually hold the mechanical rod in place.
“O-oooo…” she cooed out. Her legs hugged against the sides of the machine as everything was starting to slowly build up; the familiar tingle of something wonderful to come. Finally, she took a gasp of air, realizing she hadn’t been breathing since the mare turned on the rotating appendage.
Aasen put the controller down and smirked as the filly stared right at her, mouth working like it was trying to find some words to say to the older mare.
With that, the mare’s tail flagged up high behind her, wagging side to side like an excited puppy; she looked just as eager. There was no doubt that she wanted something too, especially with her more mature scent in the air and the small droplets of love dripping to the floor behind her. She approached like a hungry animal to its prey, licking her lips as she moved closer to the filly.
They both looked into each other’s eyes, glancing down every so often as their lips drew in closer. Morningstar could feel the mare’s hot breath tingle over her fur for one quick moment before their lips locked; the mare reaching behind the filly, pressing her even deeper into the kiss.
As the mare pressed against her chest, the filly could feel the Aasen gently straddle one of her legs and a hot spot press right into it. She could feel her fur becoming damp, and get even more soaked as the mare gyrated her hips and ground herself against the filly.
“You like that?” Aasen said as she pulled back for a moment.
Morningstar nodded quietly with her mouth still hanging open but her face showed a little bit of strain. Aasen’s weight wasn’t fully on her leg, but it was enough that it squished her filly bits right into the pad. And she couldn’t even see what was going on down below, not with the mare’s belly pressed right up against hers. “I-it’s buzzing like it’s full of… of bees…” she murmured, closing her eyes for a quick moment. “I can feel them buzzing all the way inside my tummy.”
“I bet that just feels heavenly,” Aasen said as she grinded her feminine bits along the filly’s thigh for a moment longer, before getting up and walking over to the controller. “But… why don’t we shake up that hive a little more? This thing is still on low and I expect you not to cum on this just yet.”
It was a bit surprising how fast this little machine brought that orgasmic feeling, the one that felt like she was going to explode. With Aasen’s hoof it had taken her quite a while to even build up to that point; at least the first time it did. But this thing felt like it was specifically crafted by Equestrian hooves to deliver her to a finish as efficiently as possible. Even on a low setting!
Morningstar composed herself as much as she could as she rocked her legs forward enough to barely touch the ground, just so she could take a little bit of the weight off her crotch. The buzzing seemed to intensify right on her pink pearl with the silicone nubs pressed around it. “O-ok…” she panted, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried to prepare. “T-turn it up.”
The mare slowly started to turn the dial up higher and higher as the machine whirred even louder underneath her. “Nnnpphh~… A-Ahh~!” the filly started to cutely moan. Her body automatically tried leaning forward more, but the ropes on her forelegs held firm behind her.
She couldn’t help but try to wiggle her hips to find some reprieve, but there was nowhere to go; the ropes kept her balancing on the seat, and the rod inside her kept her anchored right on the vibrating pad.
She knew she was told not to cum just yet, but there was no way she’d be able to hold on for any real extended period of time. This whole contraption reminded her of the hoof-held shop tools that she tried using at her uncle’s workshop; it made her hooves get all tingly after using them for a while, but certainly not in the same pleasure filled way of this lovely machine. She could feel the vibrations filling her slit, shooting through her core and sending those delightful tingles right up her spine.
Morningstar loudly squeaked out as the sensations became too much, almost startling herself with how loud she was all of a sudden. It shook her back to reality for a quick moment as she looked at the mare apologetically, expecting for her to bring out the rubber ball toy to keep her quiet.
But with the way the mare gave a sly little smile and by the fact that there was no gag around, it looked like the mare had other plans.
“We don’t want you making too much noise. Now do we?” the mare said as she sauntered over, walking around the filly in circles, rubbing her sides against her like a cat. Even her tail lingered behind, seductively trailing along the filly’s fur. “But I have something in mind so you don’t make too much noise.”
Morningstar could barely think what she might have meant, but with the way her tail lingered and moved, she could smell that feminine scent being wafted right over to her nose. It made her sputtering and moaning that much harder to keep quiet now that her actual lips were drooling at the inviting fragrance.
“W-what… nngh… w-what is it?” Morningstar managed to say.
“Me,” Aasen replied back with a grin as she turned around to walk to the controller. This time however she was slowly sauntering away, flicking her tail side to side and leaving little to the imagination. The mare’s lower lips were puffed out too, and there were thick lines of dampness running down her legs. The other thing that really caught the filly’s eye was a toy of some kind that was plugged right inside the mare’s butt. It looked purple and had an amethyst encrusted on its rounded end.
Morningstar could only think of questions as to why she had something there, and was pretty surprised to learn about even more places to put things. She had guessed, but this confirmed it. But that probably would be for another time.
Aasen picked up the controller. “You better make sure that I cum as well. And you might want to do that as quick as you can, because that machine looks like it’ll be quite distracting when put on… high.” She twisted the dials over as far as they could go; the machine sounded like she was riding a lawnmower more than anything!
“Aaaaaaaahhhh!!” Morningstar started to loudly moan out, as it buzzed to an unimaginable degree between her legs. The juices flowing and covering the pad made it even sound like it was wet! She could barely focus as she felt the cresting inside her coming back with full force.
There was no stopping the coming rush as her body screamed out and her stomach tightened. Her velvety tunnel tried in vain to pin down the rotating phallus inside her, but it didn’t slow in the slightest; it just kept drawing her further through her orgasm. She could feel it somehow get even warmer and wetter down below as her filly juices squirted out; the buzzing pad make it splash out enough that she could feel the wetness sprinkle on her face.
“Nnnngh… A-Ahhh!!... Ahhhhh~!” she yelled out in bliss, as her first orgasm rocked through her. “Ahhhh-“ she paused suddenly after being muffled with something that felt as warm and wet as a tropical ocean. Her eyes opened wide, but the only thing she could see was a rump in her face and Aasen’s marehood pressing right into her.
She could feel the mare wiggling back and forth along her muzzle and once Morningstar realized what was happening, she didn’t hesitate to press her muzzle in even more. Those warm folds spread easily when she stuck out her tongue and she tried licking at it like the fastest lollipop she’d ever have to eat. It was a race against the clock with one orgasm down and another instantly building inside her again.
Morningstar’s yells and moans didn’t stop in the slightest, only now muffled into the mare’s slit and finally giving her a taste of the vibrations.
“O-oooo~” Aasen purred out in delight. “Good, but you’re going to have to try a little harder than that.”
The filly gulped in a little bit of worry. She was at such a disadvantage; tied up, not being able to breathe properly and having her focus practically tossed out the window. Her tongue flicked out with reckless abandon trying to hit wherever would get the mare going, hoping that something would set her off before it was too late.
“Nnngh! Ngggh!” Morningstar moaned out again as her body clenched and another burst of pleasure flowed through her. Beside the involuntary twitches, her entire body froze up for a moment; even her tongue wouldn’t move the way she wanted through the orgasm.
There was a moment of respite for barely even a second before another orgasm rocketed through her. Was that the third? Or was that just a really long second one? She couldn’t tell, but she needed to hurry.
What would even happen if she had too many orgasms? Would she actually explode? Or maybe even just turn into a pile of pony goo on the floor, lying in a tired heap after having every ounce of energy taken from her. Her mom would probably hate it if she came back home as a pile of goo.
She gulped again, partially in worry, and partially to get down the mare juice flowing into her mouth. It was nice that she tasted so sweet, like just another one of today’s treats. But she had to focus, the mare was panting a little, but nowhere where she needed to be.
Morningstar started to think back a little, back when they first met and when Aasen was giving her a those kisses down there. It was enough to get the filly to remember the spot that brought her to one of the best orgasms; the little nub right at the start of a pony’s privates.
Her eyes opened a little to try and spot it and it quickly made itself known as a pink dot of flesh came winking out from between the mare’s folds. It was hard to see, but when she stuck out her tongue she could certainly feel it. “Ooo!?” the mare said in a mix of intrigue and delight that practically screamed she was on the right path.
She could feel the firm button under her tongue as she guided her lips right to it and started sucking on it with all that she had. The mare’s tail twitched around suddenly, brushing the filly’s mane and flicking against her back a little.
“Mmmph… r-right there…” the mare said and the filly’s rapidly beating heart soared; finally feeling like she was on the right track.
The buzzing in her loans was constant, the rising feeling inside her felt unrelenting. Even as she came again, the sensation still held strong. What number was she on? She couldn’t even hope to count right now. The only thing she focused on was the mare and the precious little dot that was her lifeline. She sucked, licked and rubbed against it with all that she had, hoping that-
The mare let out a loud moan, and her hind leg started to rise and twitch. She was doing it! Morningstar sucked and gulped as much as she could and it seemed to be working. Aasen started to push her rump even further back into the filly’s face, lifting the filly’s legs off the ground.
“Y-yea… a-a little more… a-ah l-little m-more… r-right… mmmm~! T-there!” the mare rang out and her voice went higher in pitch. The mare’s lifted hindleg started to shake, and Morningstar felt the nub wink powerfully a few times in her mouth.
A hot wetness started to gush out against her muzzle, covering her face and pouring down her chest. It tasted great, and it felt like victory.
Morningstar couldn’t compose herself long enough to even cheer as another powerful orgasm rocked through her again. Leaving her to squirm and have her eyes practically rolling in the back of her head as she drenched the machine once more.
“Mmm… l-let me get that for you.” Morningstar heard a voice call out and it suddenly become a lot less noisy in the room as the machine wound down and came to a stop. The filly could barely even keep her eyes open as she looked at a ponylike figure place something down on the ground.
Even with the device off, her fillyhood was still tingling like crazy; not the needy kind of tingles that she had before she hopped on this, but the kind that felt more like a phantom buzzing; still reminding her of the vibrations that had been there. She could help but twitch, and every movement reminded her of the rod still inside and sliding about.
She could feel the warm, ghostly touch of magic on her limbs as the ropes started to uncoil. By the time they were fully off, the filly toppled from the machine and onto her back. She was panting hard and shoved a hoof between her legs, rubbing her sore fillyhood in circles to try and make it feel better. It seemed to quell the phantom tingles below, but it made her squirm and her tummy tighten with just how sensitive she found herself down there.
As she huffed and puffed on the ground, her hoof slowed and just held onto herself tightly. ”Nnuugh…” she groaned on the floor in exhaustion, before slowly chuckling to herself. She felt the presence of hooves kneel down beside her suddenly and her world started to come back.
Morningstar blinked a few times to make out the crimson coloured mare lying down on the carpet, grabbing her with both her hooves to cuddle her in tight. “Mmm… hehehe,” Morningstar squeaked. “T-that… phew… that was… w-wow…” was the only things the filly could even think of saying right now.
The mare chuckled a little more with an empathetic nod and they glanced over at the machine. Even in the low light they could see a sticky sheen on the device, showing just how soaked the entire thing was; the phallic looking rod had a thick layer of filly juice coating it fully. “Yea, you came… I don’t even know. I lost track after the first half a dozen,” the mare said with a lewd sweetness, before they both broke out giggling.
After it all, they were sore, sweaty and sticky, cuddling into each other for the longest time. Morningstar had her head snuggled right against Aasen’s chest, and the mare started to pet her mane. She probably could have fallen asleep if it wasn’t for her heart beating like crazy and her mind still spinning a mile a minute.
That little machine felt like it did so much, so fast. It was intense and even now, felt a little overwhelming. It was strange how one little decision led her to this mare and to all these new experiences, but it felt like it was right.
The mare’s horn started to glow slightly as she grabbed something off to the side. The filly could barely make out the shape of a jar and something floating-
She gasped, “Cookies!”
Aasen rolled her eyes as she passed one over and Morningstar started munching it down. “You know… you really don’t need to sneak in through the window to steal some cookies every time. You can just use the door like a normal pony,” Aasen said with a small chuckle as she snacked on one of the treats herself.
Morningstar looked up with a little bit of coy smile. “Oh, I know.”
Aasen smirked at the absurdity of this situation. She hardly expected their first encounter to go the way it did, and then the filly just came back for more right after. Last time, her sole focus was making the little ball of fur have the best time possible… and teaching her a lesson… but now the filly was even able to return the favour; she certainly had been learning some things.
“Sooo… how did I taste?” Aasen teased.
The filly’s cheeks flushed bright red at that comment. She could still taste it on her lips, hints of it mixed around with the chocolaty goodness of the cookie. “It… it was good,” she said hesitantly, feeling a bit blindsided by the question for a second. “A-almost as good as the cookies you make.” Morningstar gave a little bit of a smile, “I’d be happy to try it again with you.”
“I think we just might give that another try,” Aasen said. “And how about our little toy here? Think you’ll be wanting to give this another go next time?”
Morningstar glanced over to the soaked device, and her hindlegs squirmed a little; she could still feel the phantom tingles coming back every so often, reminding her of that buzz. “M-maybe some other time,” she said shyly, “It was nice… great even! But… it was pretty intense and I don’t know how much my kitty will be able to handle even more of that.”
“Maybe you can teach me something else!” Morningstar said brightly and sat up as Aasen curiously watched. The filly grabbed at the mare’s tail and pushed it aside as if she was looking for something. Aasen just lifted her leg, letting her grab at whatever she was after; especially down there.
With a tap of her little hoof, she found something hard plugging up the mare’s rear. It did feel like a small gemstone attached to something larger buried away inside her. “This!” Morningstar called out excitedly. “I didn’t even know something could go here as well! Can you teach me about this too?”
It was amazing what kind of student she had created. “Well… maybe if I catch you stealing again,” Aasen playfully said, giving her a sly look, “then maybe I’ll just have to punish you like that.”
They both shared those knowing looks, grinning like crazy and trying to keep it together before any of them burst out laughing. But instead, Aasen started to stand up, gently picking up the worn-out filly with her magic and placed her on the mare’s back. “Let’s run you a bath before you go.”
Morningstar relaxed as soon as she was being carried. It had been another fun time, and she probably did need to be getting home sometime soon. She smirked a little as thoughts danced around in her head; it wasn’t the first time she was caught in this mare’s home, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.
Author's Note
Hope you enjoyed this short, little story I’ve been thinking of and wanted to write out. If you have anything to say please let me know in the comments, or if there are any error please PM me to get them fixed right away!
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