> You are lying face down on a table.
> Mostly naked, with only a towel preserving your modesty.
> tap tap tap
> For someone you've watched smash boulders to chips and dust with her bare hooves, Maud Pie is incredibly light on her hooves.
> But with the silence of the room you can just make out the barest sounds of her moving around you.
> And then she speaks. There's something oddly enticing about her voice. It never rises, never waivers. Always steady as she speaks simply and directly.
> "I'm going to begin now. Please try to relax."
> Tense muscles will not help you here in the slightest.
> With a deep breath you try to let go of the tension in your frame, but the antici~
> ~pation is killing you.
> A single drop of something warm and wet is your last warning before it begins.
> Pony flesh descends, and you melt into the feeling.
"Uuuuuuuuuuunnnnfff. You never said you were so good that this."
> Maud says nothing.
> Instead she begins to push in harder, moving in small circles.
> Under her touch your body is but warm clay, to be molded as she desires.
> Even if you lost your mind and wanted to move out from under her you couldn't.
> You've utterly lost the ability to move.
> Where did she learn these skills?
> Not even Aloe and Lotus working together can compare.
> All the power, that could crush your spine in a heartbeat, is gently shifted across your shoulders neck and back.
> This is simply the best massage you've ever had.
> You've lost track of time under her ministrations.
> You might have even fallen asleep there for a little while.
> But all too soon her hooves leave your back and don't return with fresh oil.
"Hnnnn..."
> You can't even properly vocalise your despair at being parted from her hooves.
> "What is it?"
"You stopped."
> "I've finished your upper body."
"Please can I have some more?"
> "...I could do your lower body."
"Yes! Please! Please do!"
> And so she does.
> Starting with your toes and working her way up.
> It's different on your legs compared to your back.
> Your nerves are responding differently.
> Shooting sparks of pleasure up and down your legs.
> It's getting stronger as she moves higher.
> It's so good but it can't last.
> And it doesn't.
> She's finished your thighs.
> It's over.
> What is this sudden coldness.
> The towle is gone.
> Is she seriously going t..nnnyyyyyaaaahhhhh
> You're really feeling it.
> In more than just your butt.
> It's not the first expansion you've had in Equestria.
> It is the first directly form a pony with no way to hide and high chance of discovery.
> You bury your face into the table hiding a blush brighter than a thousand suns.
> She didn't notice.
> Relief and disappointment go to war.
> And you get a pat on the butt.
> Looks like Maud is finished.
> "That is quite a reaction. Time for a happy ending."
> You've never heard her speak with that sort of emotional hint in her voice before.
> ...wait. What did she say?
> There is a shifting below you and cool air hits you.
> Freed from the table, expansion rockets out to maximum.
> There is a lip smack and suddenly something is touching you and it isn't hooves.
> Slowly, slowly she works her way along your shaft.
> Just like the massage it's wet and gloriously warm.
> She moves her lips and tongue in slow, powerful motions.
> Getting a feel for what she's got to work with.
> Where the nerves cluster and what moves give the best result.
> She works her way from tip to base and back down to tip.
> She keeps up a constant suction as her silken lips drag across your length.
> Her tongue works from left to right drawn moan after groan from you.
> After an eternity she returns to the tip.
> Her lips press against you head in a kiss.
> Then without warning she lunges, taking your whole length back into her mouth.
> She holds it there more a moment, letting you feel your shaft wrapped up in tight wetness.
> Then she slides back till just your head if held between her lips before sliding back up to the hilt in one quick move.
> She keeps going, stimulating every part of you with each pass.
> Wet noises echo in the quiet room.
> With every pump of her velvet lips she tightens her grip.
> Your mind is blanking out.
> All that's left is your dick in her mouth as the pleasure builds and builds.
> You can't last any longer.
> Your orgasm hits like a lightning bolt.
> Your whole body twitches in time the each new wave of pleasure.
> Maud keeps going pumping her head in time with every spurt of seed, dragging out the moment even as she milks you.
> Finally after forever and an instant you are spent.
> You slump into the table, exhausted.
> In the corner of your eye you can see Maud climb out from under the table.
> You swear the corners of her mouth are turned up.
"I will let you get dressed."
> That might take a while...