Centaur Love Ch. 15

First off I want to say thank you to taco1085 for willing to accept the task of editing my hot garbage. Please everyone give him a thumbs up for taking on this task. Second, I want to thank you the readers for following my story, without you Mathew and Felicia's story would never come to light. As in all previous stories, all the errors are mine. All characters are over the age of eighteen. I am going with a centaur's age like humans.

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Felicia woke up alone. One look around the bedroom told her that neither Mathew nor Becca made it home last night. A slight chuckle escaped her lips, for she knew why. Although she did not physically take part, she rode Becca's mental and physical feedback through the farm's clairvoyance all night. Poor Becca, she thought, she was going to be a little sore this morning, and Mathew, well with his ware half, he was most likely ready for more. Felicia stretched her arms, then her legs, that is when her bladder told her why it woke her up.

After a quick trip to the water closet, she pumped the wellhead in the kitchen, filling a pitcher of water. After several centaur sized cups of water for herself, she was ready for him. Last night was fun, mentally, but her body was aching for the physical part. Felicia grabbed their bathing supplies and headed out the door.

She had several orgasms from the mental sensations caused by Mathew and Becca's barn play, even though she didn't participate in any sexual activities. It was sex without the physical part, fun as it was, she thought. There was something definitely missing. As she walked to the barn, the warm morning air held a slight sultry to it. She could feel the humidity coming off the oak grove. Looking over at the barn, it was already open. Was Mathew and Becca already up?

Stepping in told her no, they must've passed out before shutting the barn down for the night. Looking in at the two made her laugh. Poor Mathew, he was curled up into a little ball around a small pile of hay on the ground, as if he was hugging someone's leg. Becca was standing next to the horse's pen, with Mathew's mare on the other side next to her, nose to tail. The cart pony was already out in the paddock, sniffing around, looking for something to eat. 'Little glutton,' she thought.

One look at Becca's lower coat told Felicia everything. The poor girl got, 'rode hard, and put away wet.' Salt patches stained her lower body hair. Her long raven colored hair was in a mess as well, as it hung in a messy ball around her head. Hanging the wash bag with their bathing supplies on a fence post, Felicia went to work.

First, she filled the water trough with several buckets of water for the horses. Then a last bucket for Becca and Mathew. Last night's fun must have left them both extremely dehydrated.

Waking Becca was easy. With a single finger to her lips, she handed her the large water scooper, hanging the bucket on the fence post for her. Becca smiled at her as she went over to wake Mathew. Felicia knelt down to rub his shoulder. He had hay stuck to him in places and large patches of dirt everywhere else. He must have passed out like Becca did, sweating like a pig. The amount of dirt stuck to him and the sweat patches on Becca's lower half were a testament of their physical lovemaking last night.

She knew Becca would be sore for the next couple of days and would not be interested in having pond sex this morning, like she did. Despite having multiple orgasms, her body still longed for physical touch and direct stimulation.

She only got the mental part last night, delicious as it was. Something was still missing there. She knew Mathew would want it. One look at him told her that. His morning hard on was poking through the hay with need. She smiled down at him, the regenerative powers of his ware half. He was a blessing any centaur mare could only dream of. She started rubbing his shoulder, murmuring in soft platitudes. "Mathew love, wake up. Time to start your day."

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The dream was slipping away, and he desperately tried to hold on to it. The images of Felicia's naked body as she rubbed herself on that smooth rock faded. That made him groan with need. As the dream faded away, I wanted to yell at my dream self to 'stallion up' and take that mare. Good god's dream Mathew, can't you hear her moaning out your name! Look at her stiff nipples, man! Her tail is nearly pointing straight up! She is in need! He heard Felicia moaning out his name again.

"Mathew..., love, wake up. Time to start your day."

Mathew opened his eyes. He could swear that he just heard that angelic voice moaning out his name. Then felt her touch, 'did he just alter the familiar dream'?

"Mathew honey. Wake up."

Mathew turned his head, seeing that golden-haired beauty from his dreams leaning over him naked. There was a moment where his dream Felicia merged with the real one. One naked, in the water with her large breasts floating in front of him, and the 'other' Felicia, just as naked, smiling down at him. As the dream image of her large breasts floating in the pond faded, the actual image of those same large 'D' breasts came into view. Firm, round, thirty-six 'D' breast's came into focus. Large, full breasts, standing proud on her chest, full enough to feed a young centaur foal. He reached out and brushed her stiff nipple.

Mathew smiled at Felicia, "I was dreaming of you, and the first time I saw you topless."

Felicia smiled down at him, "Another dream from the lower pond again, my love?"

Mathew blushed with a smile on his face, "Yes, I just wished...,"

Felicia ran her hand down his arm, then taking it into hers, she stood, pulling him up at the same time. Leaning over, she pulled a stray piece of hay out of his hair. "Grab a drink of water while I feed the horses." She gave Mathew a wink, softly brushing his morning hard on, "Then maybe we could relive that pond moment."

Mathew groaned from Felicia's touch as she went to fill the feed troughs. Luckily Mathew had brought down several bails the last time. One was still waiting to be broken open to feed the horses.

Mathew made his way over to Rebecca Lynn. She looked like she didn't fare any better than he did overnight. She handed me the water dipper with a shy smile and blush. Oh god, he thought, she looked just as beautiful with that I just got fucked hard morning look on her face.

"Morning love'" Mathew mumbled as he took a drink. "Did you sleep well?"

Becca nodded yes, with that discreet smile and blush. Becca reached up, pulling another hay sprig from his hair. "Yes, my stallion. Thank you for a, another wonderful time last night." Shaking her rump, "I am feeling very satisfied with this morning."

"Just 'very' satisfied?" Mathew asked, giving her a wide grin and a teasing smile. I liked the look she was giving me, with her body and cute little mischief looks this morning.

Rebecca blushed, still holding onto that smile. She looked at me with it. Without words, I knew she was in love. Even with her raven colored hair in a mess, her blushing smile lit up her pixie face. It took my breath away.

There was something about Becca that made her just woke up look sexy as hell. It made me want to take her right there. She looked at me with those innocent blue eyes. "Would extremely satisfied be better?"

I grinned, "Better, my love. At least my fragile male ego is happier."

Becca laughed and blushed a little more at the same time. Both mares have been very vocal, about their needs, or wants, since their mating. They are the complete opposite of a typical human household. They openly discuss sex and freely walk around naked, which is not something you would ever see in a human household.

Mathew drank another large dipper of water, clearing his head a little, then looked around for his missing flip flop. As he glanced around, he noticed Felicia, who was completely naked, putting hay in the horses' feed trough. She caught him staring at her. Felicia was very proud of her body. She might not be as tall as her mother or friends, but she had all the right curves for her height.

"I hope you're up for round two," Felicia said with the same wiggle Becca just gave. "I sort of want to feel the same way."

Mathew just smiled and wagged his hips as an answer. He stood up from putting on his missing flip flop. Felicia laughed as she gathered the bathing bag and handed it to him. With her patting her second shoulder, Mathew smiled as he slipped a leg over her lower back. Hearing her grunt a little from his weight, he mumbled a quick levitate spell to not overburden her with his weight. The ride to the pond was too short, and the narrow path was not wide enough for him to direct Felicia as he did back in Midvale. He barely got hold of her breasts before they we were there. Still, he gave them a soft rub or two.

Felicia paused only long enough for him to rub them a few times, knowing, as all men, centaur, or human, men found the woman's breast irresistible. After a few brushes and a nipple tweak or two, he dumps the bag and his flip-flops on the little rock table, before directing her into the pond.

The cooler pond elicited a gasp from Felicia and Becca as they sauntered towards the deeper end on the shallow side. The Middle Fork river was warmer than the cooler streams or ponds here on the farm. Mathew grinned evilly as the mares entered the pond. He rolled off Felicia's back, splashing both girls with cold water.

"Mathew!"

"Mathew Lindrose!"

Mathew stood with a smile on his face, seeing the splashed water dripping from both his mares. As they reached for him menacingly, he swiftly dove underwater and slipped away between the rocks. Once he was safely on the other side, he smirked at Felicia and Becca. He heard both their shouts of displeasure as he dove into the deeper end, enjoying the cold water on his dehydrated body. Swimming into the deepest part made him shiver. It was definitely colder down there, he thought. The pond was deep enough to have a single thermocline!

As he surfaced, he shouted, "Damn, that's cold down there, going to need to get used to it again!"

"Deserves you right!" Felicia yelled back.

Swimming back through the rock path, he felt the water warm up a little. Both Felicia and Rebecca were just washing their hair. So he grabbed the shampoo bottle and opened it up to get a little. Normally he would just use a bar of soap, but with his hair getting longer, he noticed that Felicia's hair products left it shinier and less dry.

With his hair washed, he grabbed the washcloth and started washing Becca's flanks. She needed a serious scrubbing, and seeing that it was his fault. Becca moaned in pleasure as he scrubbed her flanks, scrubbing out the salt stains, before working his way to her rump. Becca squealed when he pushed her towards the deep end to rinse her lower half.

Mathew was sporting an evil grin as he walked towards Felicia.

"Um, maybe we can do that after we play love."

Becca ran out of the pond as fast as she could, grabbing a towel, "Wussy, centaur up girlfriend!"

"Ya, like you just did, girlfriend?" Felicia laughed. "I noticed you just hot hooved out of the pond as fast as your scrawny four legs could carry your fat ass."

Looking over at Becca, Mathew noticed her very prominent nipples sticking out as she shot Felicia a feisty look. "Well, I was done, that's all," she said putting a girly smile on her face, trying to hide her stiff nipples.

Both Felicia and I laughed.

"Since I am done now," Becca said, wrapping the towel tightly around herself, "I am going to head up to the house and start tea and breakfast. Don't take too long, you two. She wore a knowing grin, fully aware of our upcoming actions. With her nipples poking through the towel, she advised us not to stay in too long or risk freezing something off. She chuckled at the both of us, and pointed at my hard-on, saying, "And that is something we all might want to keep."

I gave Becca a wink as I waded up next to a laughing Felicia. Just as I put my hand on her croup, she unconsciously lifted her tail with obvious need. Both my mares had easy tells.

Becca laughed as she trotted off towards the house, seeing the same thing yelling, "Hussy!"

I felt Felicia create a little room inside the farm's heritage spell and pulled me inside.

'No foreplay, love. This girl has a physical need. Just take me as you please!'

With an open invitation like that, I leaned in, taking her scent, running my tongue up her backside, from her clitoris to just below her anus. Felicia moaned in pleasure and shook with need. 'Please Mathew,' she thought to me, 'don't torture my body like this, take me. My body was missing yours last night. The mental feedback was, well, fun, yet somewhat unsatisfying.'

I looked Felicia for an explanation, and verbally blurted out, "Unsatisfying?"

Felicia smiled, trying to describe it. "Mentally, it was a wild night," she said, holding her hands up, trying to explain it, "five or six orgasms, right along with Becca's, but something was missing." Felicia had a frustrated look on her face. She shrugged her shoulders, trying to explain it. "Mentally it was fun, but without you there for the physical side. Well, let's just say it's a long night of repetitive wet dreams that left my body wanting more of the physical side."

I frowned, trying to imagine it. While lost in that thought, I idly slid my right hand down across Felicia's rump, then ran my thumb across her vagina. I starting doing little circles around her vagina as she was talking.

Felicia felt Mathew's thumb as she was trying to describe it to him, but shuttered from it, losing her train of thought. "Yes! That part."

I 'sort of' knew what she was trying to describe. It was like the mental feedback when we mind touched each other during sex. I didn't have the..., right physical parts when she orgasm through the shared link. And some of the mental feedback felt, well, it felt weird to me because I didn't have a vagina and couldnt,um, relate. But that whole body mental high still felt good. Yes, there was something missing with it, but oh my god it felt great! With that in mind, I started thinking how I could add the physical part while I rubbed my left hand up and down her rump as I teased her vagina's lips with my right thumb.

A good illusionist could add a tactile part to his visual illusion frame work. With enough skill, an illusionist could create a deadly sword illusion. Building a solid visual framework is a prerequisite for adding tactile elements to illusions. Mathew grinned thinking of making a set of illusion hands and cock, pleasing his second mate while he pleased the other..., The visual framework, or fabric, was first needed so all other fabrics were molded onto it. Tactile for them to feel or give the illusion mass..., refectory so he could feel how much pressure he was applying...,

Felicia moaned, breaking my first attempt at making an illusion. She was shaking from my touch, her body was aching for my touch. She turned, looking over her shoulder at me, "Last night was fun, love, but this feels so much better. Now quit teasing me Mathew, you don't need to get your mate in the mood, she is ready! Just take her, you already own her, so ride her! Damn it!"

I looked up at Felicia. She gave me that sultry look over her shoulder. I felt a twitch in her rump muscles as my thumb felt her vagina wink. I looked down. Sure enough, Felicia was already leaking large quantities of vaginal fluid, soaking her sex. I leaned in for another taste of her. Her powerful scent made my hard-on strain with need. I started rubbing her rump, from gaskin to her croup with both hands now. Feeling her fine ass made me smile. Even though Felicia was a human sized centaur, she still had a large rump, a bubble butt sized ass on a normal human girl.

Closing my eyes, I felt her taunt muscled ass through my fingers as I rubbed it. Her fine lower coat was silky smooth, as my finger rolled over her rear hips, finding that right spot as I lined up my cock to her vaginal lips. As my cock head touched Felicia's pussy, she stopped her little sexual sashaying and twitching, waiting for me to 'mount' her.

"Please, my stallion," she moaned.

Felicia was more than ready. As I slowly entered her, I felt myself slip into her tight vestibule with ease. Her silky walls hugging my cock, yet offering no resistance as her vaginal fluids eased my way in.

Mathew felt his hips contact her rump.

Felicia moaned in pleasure. She felt every inch of him sliding in physically and mentally through their shared link this time. Her body struggled to find a corresponding nerve to fire, as she felt those from his slash her cock in her mind. Being linked to Mathew like this was fun and somewhat scary. She mentally felt his cock nerves as she physically felt it enter her vagina. The dual feed back was mind blowing. Yet she felt a part of his mind building some complex magical spell that she didn't understand. Mathew's magical knowledge and abilities scared her and yet fascinated her. He had years of pure study, and yet, he didn't practice it growing up. Rather practicing mundane things, practical things like sword work, with his father, to the skills of running a farm.

His duality or multiple thoughts at once scared her the most. It was something she was training herself to do herself as a new mage. Her magic books described how to keep your mind calm and do this, yet it still took a major effort to attempt it, yet Mathew's ability was just scary. She was barely touching his thoughts as the mental feedback of sex was distracting her.

Felicia tried to see and understand what magical construct he was thinking about, but his and her nerve feedback were overwhelming her. Felicia's vagina nerves fired and the intense feeling of hers and his cock was too much. She would not last with this much feedback. She shut down the link to barely minimal, too much information going through both of their minds. Felicia felt Becca brush the room's surface, then retreated from it.

Felicia shuddered as Mathew's cock spread her open. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt his and hers nerves send their pulses into her brain. It was still too much, and she lowered the mental connection to the bare minimum. Felicia mentally laughed from Becca's quick retreat. She must have had enough last night.

Mathew's cock was bigger than most humans, where it counted, yet smaller than the average Centaur, just right for a mare, her size, filling her to her cervix. His cock scratched all the right places, deep inside of her. He slowly pulled it out, only to push it back in scratching those places, eliciting a shutter of pleasure from her body. The right amount of girth and length to fill her. Her pleasure doubled as she tried to match his sensations through their link.

She knew she would not last very long as she wanted it to. She cut the feedback in half again, feeling just the lightest touch of his, and his body's nerves, sing, as Mathew stroked himself inside of her.

Mathew felt Felicia shut down more of her side of the shared link as he slowly built up the speed of his strokes. He knew she wanted it to last, oh so very long. Her tightening of their shared mental link said, louder than words she wanted it to last. He tightened his link to make it happen. His pace quickened as his fingers sank into her hips. He was hitting her backside with each stroke. With almost no feedback from Felicia, all he could feel was his pleasure and knew he would not hold out either.

Seeing her broad hips jiggle with every impact of his, and feeling her vaginal muscles squeeze his cock multiple times with each stroke was just too much. He cast the final strike spell and pushed himself harder into Felicia. If she wanted it long and hard...,