//------------------------------// // Chapter Twenty Five Part Two (Explicit)- The Music She Makes // Story: The Strings Of Life // by MLPxMaestro //------------------------------// The Strings Of Life: Chapter 25.5- The Music She Makes: The moment he walked into their bedroom, Octavia closing and locking the door in the process, she immediately met her mouth with his, as she pushed him back onto the bed. Continuing with her playfully letting her tongue meet and greet his, she drew away after sharing that passion for a few minutes, but she then had something new in mind. Maestro letting it happen, not sure as for what to really think of this adrenaline pumping moment, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel greatly enjoyed by it. “Mhm, what an interesting flavor,” Octavia said softly as she pulled away from his mouth. “Quite exquisite, don’t you think? Aged to perfection and very pleasing to one's lips.” He smiled back to her charmingly. “Oh? I didn’t expect you to even manage to muster up words for this.” she continued then laying soft kisses across his neck, then slowly down to his chest. Maestro’s cheeks were red as beets at this time now. “She’s…damn she’s incredible.” He said to himself in his mind, as he then laid his head back onto her bed. “That’s right, you just let me do the work for now.” She continued kissing him along his body. With Maestro now placing his hooves against Octavia’s fur, he let his lips connect with hers for a brief second until she went back in. Octavia didn’t hesitate to let him back in for a second time. She couldn’t help but love the feeling of his lips as they connected with hers, along with the feeling of a hoof rubbing softly against her cutie mark. “Hmm, seems you want a little fun right now.” Octavia stated softly, letting her body fall backwards onto the bed with him. A soft moan escaped Octavia’s lips as she saw Maestro do something very unexpected of him from her view of him. Expertly working his hoof, Maestro circled around the delicate flesh, making the pony shiver and moan with a bit of ecstasy. Octavia’s body felt like liquid as the feeling moved around and down to her delicate regions. Her lips began to quiver in anticipation of the touch. “Mhm, why must you torture me like this Master? Or should I say Maestro?” Octavia whimpered as her mouth started to feel dry. “Maybe because I love seeing you squirm.” He answered back as he moved his hoof over Octavia’s fleshy pink marehood, barely touching it, but enough for Octavia to shudder at the touch. Keeping her eyes focused on Maestro, Octavia nodded her head and waited for him to proceed. Some part of her wanted to grab his mane and keep his face nice and snug against her wetness. The more refined part of her wanted to lay back and just enjoy the feeling to flood over her. “Mhm.” was all Octavia said as she opened her legs a bit more, giving him more access to her. “I, oh! I thought you would let me do the work?” she asked him with her panting heavily. “Mhm, did you miss me that much?” Octavia barely stammered out as she felt her tongue almost melt in her mouth. “Yes.” was all Maestro cleverly said back, as he would then bring his tongue in between her wet folds, before he wiggled it and moved slowly up to her clit. “Oh my- ah!” her moans increasing with every passing second, slowly making her way to her climax. “Don’t- oh! Don’t cause my music to play so fast!” She moaned out to him. Never would Octavia have known how incredible Maestro was, and yet he had never done anything like this, as he merely let everything on his mind improvise like he had been a professional all along. Letting her lust continue to take her to new heights, Octavia raised her bottom up slightly, making her suddenly rest fully on her upper neck. Opening her eyes, Octavia noticed Maestro staring at her with an animalistic glare. Octavia couldn’t help but be in awe at how good she was feeling. While Maestro’s first-timer yet full-on professional technique seemed rather unrefined, given how he was never seen as the stallion to do something quite this amazing, but the constant assault kept Octavia’s thoughts at ease. Octavia went quiet for a second, letting herself try to catch her breath. Her head and heart pounded rapidly, and her pussy ached for him to continue his apparent onslaught. Octavia quickly noticed a bit of Maestro’s own juices were dripping down from Maestro’s cock onto the bed below them. The big thing that Octavia noticed was just how it was surprisingly bigger than the average cock for a stallion of his size. He was well built for his size, and she knew he used to workout before he even knew her. A glint then appeared in Octavia’s eyes, and an idea came to her. She then went over to his shaft, which she actually thought it looked cute in addition with the expression on his face, as not really knowing what to do, but remain where he was. She proceeded to then place her mouth entirely around it, consuming it inch by delicious inch. Swirling her tongue all around his cock for a few seconds, Octavia pulled away slightly without moving her tongue, then sliding her tongue across the entire length of it up and down in a steady motion, wanting him to savor the moment. “You have such class…even when you’re doing this.” Maestro’s blue eyes rolled back into his head, with his body slightly twitching with every stroke she did. “Mhm.” She then drew her mouth from his shaft. “Time to play a little faster.” Octavia then placed her mouth over his shaft one more, taking it in her mouth once again inch by glorious inch. He time seemed to go by faster as she stroked it with her tongue faster and faster. “O-Octy! Y-you’re gonna…Ah!” Jets of warm liquid love then filled her mouth, as she was pleased with the results of her work. The taste seemed satisfying to her, as she began swallowing jet after jet of the stuff. He could feel the creasing of her mouth smile as she felt it hit her throat, energizing, her wanting more. She then wiped his entire shaft and all of its goodness clean with her mouth, then brought her mouth off of it. “You…are…delicious.” She panted a bit, trying to gain a breath after swallowing. “I…I want a turn now.” She adds, flipping herself over exposing herself to him once more. Gently caressing herself with one of her hoofs as she prepares for another musical performance of love. Moaning from her aching walls, as she yearns for him to be inside of him through soft and elegant moans of pleasure. “Please…the show must go on.” She begged. Convincing Maestro that she was wanting more, he knew what she wanted now. His cock twitched outside of her adorable walls, desperate for its own quenching. Moments later, Octavia let out a loud moan of satisfaction as her hungry eyes looked back at him with her cheeks being the reddest they’ve ever been. Her glazed eyes began forming a tear in each eye not from pain, but from just how incredible she felt with every thrust he gave her. “Mae- ah! Maestro…you’re so damn brilliant!” she moaned out to him, which made him want to perform better for her. “Oh yes, yes! Play aw-ah! Oh buck! buck yes!” she began yelling out his name, with the feeling becoming more and more closer to her climax. Soon with thrust after delightful thrust, her body then collapsed onto the bed, as she gave out a short but loud squeal from reaching her climax. She could feel her juices coat her inner walls along with his cock, as she was at the same time being filled with his irresistible love. Her body remained at ease and completely limp of satisfaction, she knew she had forgotten to add a little refinement into all of it, but her delight and utter pleasure flooded out her mind, thinking nothing else but her amazing experience she had. He then fell beside her from all of the amazing action he shared with her. Octavia looked back at him with a smile of relief and a fluttering of her eyes giggling to him. “How in…the name of…Celestia was…this your…first time?” she asked in-between breaths. Maestro was lost for words, and didn’t really know what to say, but simply smiling back to her implying that they needed this. “I…need to…get cleaned up…I think.” Octavia said in-between breaths again. “We both do.” Maestro briefly replied. Octavia got off of the bed, making her way to the bathroom, taking off her pink bowtie and setting it just outside of the bathroom door. “Care to join me? I’m ready for round two you know.” She winked back at him, before leaving a crack in the door to ventilate out some of the steam that would be generated by the relaxing shower she would be taking. Maestro with an eyebrow raised and a smile on his face got up off of the bed taking off his black bowtie, heading right into the shower with her for one last go-round. All there could be heard then was Octavia’s chuckling and laughter being tickled and teased by him, as well the two of them sharing the remaining intimate night they had to themselves.