Centaur Love Ch. 05

She walked up and with a smile she said, "Brushing another woman's ass, Mathew, should I be jealous?

Mathew turned and with a grin holding up the currycomb, "I am afraid that all she wants is a brushing, I don't think she is interested in me that way. Now if I could find a woman who would consider a little curry brush action a bit of foreplay or something, maybe I could be, enticed, to use my brushing skills."

Felicia smiled at him as she walked into the barn unbuttoning her shirt. She flung it onto a stall post where Mathew could see it. A moment later her chest wrap followed it. Mathew climbed through the stall posts and walked into the barn. The war horse whinnied for more brushing. "Sorry my dear, but this fillies brushing comes with some rewards that you just don't provide."

As he walked in, he saw Felicia kick some hay into a pile and stood with her back to him above it. Slipping off his boots, then socks, he walked towards her shedding his pants. He walked in front of her and knelt. Starting with her lower chest plate, he started brushing her. He could see her lower horse half skin whither as he brushed her under chest hair. Standing, he gave her a quick kiss and lightly ran the metal curry comb over one of her nipples. Quickly stepping to her left side, he started brushing down from her second shoulder to her front legs. Then he started on her back and left flank with antagonizing slow, long drawn out brush strokes until he just touched her croup.

When he reached her under-chest, he stood and walked in front heading to her right side. Felicia quickly wrapped both arms around her chest to keep Mathew from teasing her nipples with the comb. With her arms covering her massive chest Mathew leaned in putting a hand on her arms to keep them out of the way he kissed her lips and slowly ran his tongue along her full lips teasing them with a quick bite.

Mathew saw that the curry comb was just another erotic tool that he could use on her. Her second shoulder and front legs didn't make her twitch and dance, like, when he brushed her back and flank. Once he finished her right side he started on her croup, but ended just before he rounded her butt, then ran the comb slowly down her rear legs and thighs. She couldn't keep still, slightly dancing on her rear hoofs, punctuated with a soft moan. Her tail was swishing violently to the left and right, trying to give herself some relief.

Mathew grinned, knowing that this brushing was just as good as any foreplay he tried before. When he finished the front part of her thigh he reached up and slowly drew the comb across her right ass cheek and down the back of her inner thigh to her gaskin, the first knee joint. The slow pace of his brushing had her shaking. He ran the comb to within fractions of an inch of touching her sex. Felicia moaned with need, "Please Mathew stop....take me pleeease!"

Her rear legs were quivering, she was clenching her ass cheeks as he brushed her there. Reaching under her, he touched the comb to her under chest then leaned in to lick her vulva. Felicia yelled, "Mathew!" Felicia's butt cheeks clenched on his cheeks as he pulled back from his first lick. Her vulva winked, and she screamed as she came.

Mathew dropped the comb as her front legs collapsed from under her. He was able to reach up and catch her rump and help her get her right leg under her and eased her down on it. So much for brushing her right leg, he thought.

After a few minutes she turned and looked over her left shoulder, Mathew was rubbing her left leg and ass check. Smiling at him, she could feel his stiff pick rubbing her ass cheeks. She knew he was ready and she wanted more. Then she swiftly leaned forward to push herself up with the right leg. Mathew helped her get her rear legs under herself, then she unfolded her front legs and stood.

"Felicia?"

Locking her rear legs she turned over her left shoulder, "Take me, like a Stallion would."

Felicia lifted her tail as Mathew moved forward, rubbing himself at her opening as he slowly pushed himself in. Felicia was having none of it and pushed herself backward, slamming Mathews hard cock home in one violent motion.

"Take me," she growled.

Mathew pulled himself nearly out and thrust himself back fully.

"Harder," Felicia growled

This shocked Mathew, Felicia usually wasn't this aggressive. Grinning he reached down grabbing her haunches and sliding himself out he pulled on his arms and thrust with his hips slamming his pelvis into her firm ass with a loud slapping sound. He could feel her pussy squeezing his invading member.

"Again, harder," she commanded him.

Mathew needed no more encouragement, taking a firmer hold of her haunches. He started a brutal pace. She wanted to be taken, dominated even, Felicia had taken hold of a crossbeam on the barn's wall leaning her upper body slightly forwards as her locked rear legs were leaning back like she was trying to push the wall over. Each time he slammed his pelvis into her taunt butt, he could feel the shock waves through her taunt leg muscles then into his hands.

Felicia screamed as an orgasm hit, Mathew could feel the wetness of her juices as he forced his manhood back in. It wasn't enough to take him over the edge so he started to slow down to let her ride the pleasure waves of her orgasm.

"Don't stop!" she screamed, "please, harder...,"

"Are you sure love?"

"Make it hurt Mathew, please!"

Mathew reach in again, forcibly pulling her haunches back, making her spread her rear legs some more. He closed his eyes and mind to the sensations as he said a small spell that dulled his nerves. The spell was designed to give a hurt or dying mage one last chance at a retaliatory spell. It didn't completely block the nerves but dulled them temporarily allowing the mage to throw one last spell. In this case it allowed him to keep pounding away at Felicia's tight ass. Mathew knew where this was going. He moved Felicia's legs in so slightly so he would be rubbing her clitoris with every stroked. That did the trick as Felicia started to vocalize with his every stroke.

Smacking Felicia's ass didn't get her off, it was sensitive to a good rubbing, but she carried no fat there just solid muscle. But Mathew knew the secret spot, freeing his right hand he smacked her on the dock, just in front of her tail. The large nerve bundle there fired all at once sending a scrambled message to her brain. Felicia screamed as Mathews spell interrupted his first ejaculation's sensations.

Without warning Felicia screamed with another orgasm, a fresh wave of her slick juices shot out to run down his and her legs. He Smacked her dock again then pulled her tail making her scream with pleasure.

Felicia was in sensory overload, she knew she would not last long with sexual abuse, she was close to the point of having a continuous orgasm with every stroke Mathew delivered. She could feel his hands slipping once in a while on her sides. His smacking of her dock, and pulling her tail made her cum every time he did it. Her back half was getting covered in sweat and was threatening to curdle. Her upper body was sweating so badly the top of her head was soaked. She didn't dare release a hand to wipe the sweat out of her stinging eyes. The pounding filled her core with small stinging sensations driving her pussy wild.

Her mind was being overloaded, she was being taken by her herds Stallion. She was here to serve his will and desires. His invading cock touching and rubbing deep inside filling her with his seed. Every slap to her dock was as if his sternum hitting her dock as he forced himself on her. Just the thought of being used made her orgasm again.

Just then Mathew heard her scream again, every few strokes she screamed again and her pussy clenched his cock with another orgasm. Mathew was at the point where every fifth stroke he could feel his body have a mini ejaculation, his body was nearly drained, each one was just one tiny clenching squirt. But he kept on pushing till Felicia gave up. His leg muscles were screaming in protest.

Felicia was almost into a continuous scream when her hands slipped off the board and she dropped as soon as her front legs gave way when they unlocked.

Mathew saw Felicia's hand slip and the next moment he was lying on her flank. His vision blurred as his sweat stung his eyes. Moving his arm hurt, his biceps cramped up. Moving his body to wipe his face made his leg muscles cramped up. He closed his eyes and laid there riding the waves of pain as the last of the klatha was used up in the spell he had cast. What the spell blocked came in fast and hard. Every nerve was sending full signals to his head again. The pain augmented the pleasure he was feeling.

He laid there listening to Felicia's breathing, every once and a while a shudder would ripple along her flank. Felicia reached back and touched Mathews head laying on her flank. And softly whispered, "I love you my Stallion."

Mathew couldn't move, the cramping was too much, but he whispered, "I love you more," before the darkness took him.