Mind the Mare

Chapter 3 Lesson 1.5 Resistance is Futile

God damnit! How could I have been so stupid!? Caught up in the moment I tell you. I should have never agreed to that. Never, never, never. Now I can’t get that stupid sex session out of my head.

I bared my teeth in anger, staring at the ground as I kicked open the door to my home, slamming it shut behind me as I entered.

Why did Venus manipulate me like that? First she convinces me to do it because I drank too much alcohol and ended up making a drunken agreement to a sex lesson, then when I finally am not drunk, she makes me, what did she call it, horny? Yeah that was it. She made me too horny to even think about not wanting to do it! I swear I’m not talking to her ever again. That went too far. I'm no fillyfooler! I'm not attracted to other mares! Hell I'm not even attracted to stallions! I'm destined to live out my life with no sexual association at all, but she's ruining it!

I discarded my jacket and the saddlebags I was carrying, the costume that I wore the night before fell out onto the ground. I growled displeased at the foul thing, and kicked it away with my hooves. I stormed around the corner, straight into my room, and looked at the mirror. My  face was hardly noticeable because the room was so dark, but the small amount of light that crept through the window was just enough to slightly illuminate my face.

What has she done to me? I’m not who I was before. I could have gone my whole entire life without going to that damn party! But no, you had to go and experiment with the social gatherings, which ended up screwing you over in the end.

I turned around and jumped onto my bed. The blankets felt nice and soft under my belly, and I look a long, deep breath to try and relieve some of my stress. I looked out the window, and noticed the world getting considerably darker. I ended up yawning deeply, looking over to the side of my bed towards my alarm clock’s dim display.

19:25

It was time for bed after a long hangover-filled day. Hopefully tomorrow will be nicer.

I crawled to the head of my bed, and carefully slipped under the covers, curling up in a nice ball and closing my eyes, letting my hooves warm up next to my body.

Alright, here we go. Let’s go to bed, and tomorrow is a whole new day. A new day with a particular absence of sex, and deceit.

I tossed and turned, desperately trying to find a position that was at least moderately comfortable. I tried sleeping on my tummy, I tried on my sides, I even tried sleeping upside down with my head at the foot of my bed. Unfortunately, my efforts were pointless, and no matter what I did, I was not able to fall asleep.

I looked up to my ceiling. Maybe counting ducks, or counting down from 100 will help me fall asleep. Or something a bit more amusing maybe. I started imagining little forms of Venus, projected on the ceiling, dancing around.

One psychotic best friend. Two psychotic best friends.  Three psychotic best friends. Four  psychotic best friends.

Okay, she's probably not psychotic in all seriousness.

One perverted best friend who takes advantage of me. Two perverted best friends who take advantage of me.

Never mind this isn't working. I wonder what time it is.

I turned over to my side, and looked to my alarm clock.

19:30.

What the hell! The day went by so quickly, then now nothing’s happening. Screw this night, screw my life, and screw parties. Never doing one of those again.

I buried my face into my pillow, and groaned in dissatisfaction. Venus’s words started jumping across my mind. ‘I’ll tell you what, let me do my first lesson, and if you don’t like it, then you don’t have to do the rest of them.’ Yes Venus, I will not be doing the rest of these so-called-lessons. They're looking less like lessons and more like opportunities to rape me with consent.

This day was so horrible, and it just will not let me go. Or is it just torturing me, forcing me to think about everything that happened this morning? Forcing me to re-live all those memories.

Suddenly I felt my lower part of my body start getting warm, and uncomfortable.

Yep. Forcing me to re-live all those memories. Fuck you too body. I never wanted you to be comfortable either. I crossed my hooves across my chest in defiance, shifting onto my back, and staring towards my ceiling. My  mind painted the image of Venus in front of me, a memory of her walking over just before she started her lesson on me. Before she started touching me in all the right places, making my nethers beg for attention. Where she made me feel so relaxed, so calm, so wonderfully beau- OH FUCK YOU!

Goddamnit. It’s like my entire mind is working against me tonight. I could feel the space between my haunches getting moist, and there's nothing I could do about it. I’m in bed and my body is wanting to be pleasured; well sorry but Venus isn’t here. I guess you’ll just have to deal with it, because I sure as hell am not going to do it myself. That’s just not right for me.

But it’s begging for it. I really will never be able to get to sleep at this rate if my body is going to be ridiculous. The heat and the wetness is almost unbearable, not to mention that my entire lower part of my body is throbbing.

Fine, I’ll just do a little something to keep myself calm, and then it’ll all be over and I can go to bed. Just a little play time to make my body shut the fuck up. Now I am definitely no master of pleasing myself, but Venus definitely had the right idea from this morning. I guess I'll follow her lead, and see what happens.

Venus’s words resonated in my head. ‘Your legs are one of the nicest places to start off with, when you’re having fun.’ I guess that means I have to start there.

I took my hoof, and started rubbing it against the outside of my leg, trying to mimic what Venus did to me this morning. I closed my eyes, and tried to relax, however the only thing that my actions were doing was making the side of my leg sore.

Jeeze this is harder than it looked like when Venus did it. I decided to change my strategy, and rub on the inside of my leg. That’s what got me going from before.

Again, no reaction.

Do I have to put a spell on myself or something to be able to do it? Is there a magic spell to make touching my leg feel incredibly sexy? This is just plain stupid. Nevermind, I'm just going to try and purge her from my mind.

I turned on my side, and closed my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep. However my haunches continued to moisten, and ached for my attention. I closed my eyes tighter, trying to prevent the memories from the day from replaying in my mind. However the only things that were able to cross my mind were how she rubbed my clit with her hoof, and mercilessly licked my sex until it was throbbing with pleasure.

Fine one last try.

I took my hoof and went straight for the sweet spot. I rubbed it against my lips slowly, finding the crevasses, and the edges. The wetness of my nethers dripped onto my hoof, moistening my entire lower part of my body between my haunches. I let out a deep sigh, and started rubbing my entrance slowly. I dragged my hoof from the top, to the bottom, covering every area of skin down there that I could. I spread my legs out further, and took my other hoof and started stimulating my clit with it.

Oh my god. That damn clit is the key to everything. The instant my hoof made contact with it I felt like my entire sex swelled up, and instantly became more sensitive. I opened my mouth and let out a short and quiet moan as I continued to rub it.

I started to prod my entrance with my hoof, drawing circles around it just as Venus did this morning. I felt my vagina pulsing, begging for something to be inserted inside of me, to be pushed and pulled through the inside of my nethers, to rub against the sides of my vagina, and make me squeal from it.

I started putting pressure of my hoof into my vagina, and it spread my entrance even further than it went with the toy that Venus mercilessly pressed into me. My hoof slid easily inside of my body, and just as planned, rubbed against my nethers in a way that I have never experienced before.

I brought my hoof in and out, rubbing against me, sending the same tidal waves of pleasure ravaging through my body. I continued to rub my clit with my other hoof, causing my vagina to excitedly clench itself around my hoof.

Now this is what we're talking about. Almost exactly like what I felt while I was at Venuses. My body's as warm as a wood stove, and my heavenly nether regions were soaking wet, as well as my bed sheets underneath me.

I removed my hoof and looked around my room. What I needed right now, was a big object like that toy that Venus used. I can't just use my hoof, I needed something better.

I got out of my bed, juices leaking and running down my legs. I scurried around the house, looking for something to stick inside of me, to grant me that oh so great orgasm that I had just discovered this morning.

I first visited the bathroom, my hind legs shaking from my wet pussy still throbbing from the treatment that I gave it. There was no item in here that would suffice, nothing that would grant me the pleasure that I owed to myself. I quickly ran into my kitchen, looking across the counters, in the drawers, and involuntarily rubbing my bum against the fridge. The cold metal surface caused my vagina to clench together. I closed my eyes and squealed as I slowly rubbed myself across the entire surface.

Celestia I'm so fucking turned on right now.

I quickly jumped into the living room, and looked over my couch, and the coffee table. I jumped onto the sofa, and sprawled out, shaking from the horniness taking over my body. I laid on my stomach, with one hoof reaching under my body, and slowly stimulating my vagina, keeping the good feelings coming with no end.

What the hell can I use to get this fucking orgasm. I need it right now. I need something that I can stick inside me to get me going.

At last, my mind clicked. I stared into the middle of the coffee table, where laid the answer to my problems.

The television remote.

Well it was not perfect but it's something

I quickly snatched it with my free hoof, and rubbed it against the surface of my sex. I wasted no time in getting to the inside of the problem, and slid it inside of my vagina. The buttons on the remote caused my muscles to clench even tighter than before, sliding over the contours and sending my haunches ablaze. I squealed loudly from the device slowly sliding in and out of me, causing my sex to convulse in sexual happiness. I felt myself growing towards the edge, towards my second orgasm.

I hurried the pace of the movements of the remote, sliding it inside and out of me faster and faster as I chased after the orgasm me and my pussy so desperately wanted. My other hoof rapidly rubbed my clit, causing my legs to shake, and forcing my mouth to open wide in a silent scream as my back was forcefully arched by the silent climax. I continued to move the remote inside of me even as the orgasm died down, I gasped for breath, and grabbed the surface of the couch. I clenched the muscles in my hind quarters, squeezing every last bit of pleasure from my orgasm, until I was left tired and soaking wet from my experience. I removed the remote, and almost drunkenly tried to set it on the coffee table, missing it by a mile and dropping the device onto the floor.

Needless to say, I fell asleep right then and there, sprawled and sweaty on my couch.