Aloe and Lotus' Special Service
Aloe's Special Service
Aloe and Lotus waved at their last customer for the day, Cheerilee. The teacher waved back at them, satisfied with the great service that the two gave her: back massage, facial treatment, hooficure. Earlier was heaven for Cheerilee, for she had just spended her Sunday, relaxing those cramped muscles of her she got from teaching fillies and colts for a whole Monday to Friday, as well as an extra day for tutoring her students that needed an extra learning.
The best part was that, it only costed her a few bits, unlike spas in the big town, or cities; they charge their customers with unbelievable prize. It really is a wonder to ponies in Ponyville on how the twin sister could manage to keep their spa running, with only earning a few each day.
Little did they know about the twin.
"So... sister, is it time to open up our... 'other' spa?" Aloe asked to her sister, Lotus, who was counting their earns for the day. The mare with the cerulean coat, and pale rose mane was quite eager to know her sister's answer; a yes from her sister would mean another night of riding a stallion, or helpng out a mare in need, depending on the situation.
"With the bits we earned for today, I see no reason to open up the spa at night for ponies that longs for our 'special' service," Lotus replied, as she placed the tons of bits back in the cash register. Unlike her sister, Lotus carries a thick accent that made her standout from Aloe.
Removing off her white sweatband, making her pale rose mane flow freely, she wiped the sweat on her head, and then she let out a sigh. "Why don't we just rest? I'm tired," she added.
"But sister, it is Sunday. Surely, there are lots of ponies with pouch-full that are wanting some of our service for the night," Aloe reasoned
"Aloe, my dear sister, please, I'm tired. Let's call it an end for today; I just want some rest."
Aloe was disappointed; surely, her sister would agree with her, since the mare wanted to do just about everything for she and her sister to become wealthy, and giving 'special' service was the fatest way to do it. Though, Lotus never acts like that, unless she really was indeed in need of rest.
But Aloe was just as persistent as Lotus. "I understand your needs sister... but you wouldn't mind if I would handle the spa on my own for the night, would you?" Aloe begged, as she pouted her lips, and narrowed her azure eyes.
"You know that I never leave my dear sister alone, right? I would be fine with leaving it all to you, if Vera would be here to assist you. But today is her rest day, remember?"
"I know, and besides, I can handle this on my own. And it is your fault why we are short on staffs; you don't want lots of ponies sharing with our earns."
"Oh you know I'm just budgeting our profit, right?" Lotus reassured, though Aloe didn't buy it, as her face showed a deadpanned look. It took her a moment before she finally agreed to her sister's plan, "Fine, I'll let you takeover for the night, if it makes my beloved sister happy."
Aloe's face showed a huge smile. She quickly locked her sister in an embrace. "Oh thank you sister!"
"Don't thank me yet. There are conditions."
Aloe pulled back from the hug as she stared at her sister.
"One: I don't want you, and your client to be too loud. Two: you're only serving one client for tonight, because I don't want to see three stallions, forcing themselves inside if you. Three: if somepony ever did, just call me in our room, and I'll be here to gladly escort them out." Lotus finished with a smile.
"The last one is kind of funny, as if you're telling me that I cannot handle myself." Aloe chuckled, but her sister did not reply, and instead, just kept her smile.
"Now I'm heading off to our room, and remember the conditions." The cerulean-coated mare went upstairs, leaving her younger twin sister alone in the lobby.
"I don't know about this, Caramel," a white-coated stallion stated, unsure of the decision he made.
"What do you mean you don't know?" his new found friend, Caramel, asked.
"I mean, walking down the streeth in the middle of night, to go to a spa. I'm not even sure if there is a curfew in this town."
"Not unless if you are a full-grown stallion, Pico. Besides, you're from Manehattan. Aren't you used to midnight gigs?"
"No..." he stared at the ground, covering his eyes with his black bangs.
"Hmm... I thought ponies from the big cities are used to it? That means cousin Applejack lied to me." Caramel snickered.
"Well, not all are used to it..." the two shared a short laught. "Why are we going to a spa in the middle of the night, anyways?"
"Oh, oh, oh. You're in for a treat, cause this spa is amazing."
"And what's so special about them?"
"Have you ever had sex before?"
There was an akward silence between the two, before Pico replied, "Why bring up the topic?"
"Just answer me."
"I don't even know why I should."
"Oh come on, Pico. I'm the one who gave you a tour for the town; the least you can do is have a little stallion-to-stallion talk with me." Caramel gave his friend a friendly punch on the shoulder.
"Well that's the least you could do after spilling ciders over me." Pico took a small sniff on his chest, checking if there was still a hint of apples, and hard alcohol on him.
"What can I do, you blocked my way. Anyway, back to the question."
"Fine. I'll answer your question... with a no..."
Caramel stopped in his track, followed by Pico. Caramel's cheek swelled, as he tried to keep himself from laughing.
"Is there something wrong with my answer?"
The laughing stallion took his moment to compose himself -- and also to let his laughter die down -- before finally getting back to his senses. "Nothing. Just thought maybe, at least a stallion like you would have some experiences. Guess I was wrong." The urge to laught started to overcome him, again.
Pico did nothing, but just stayed silent as they continue their walking.
"We're here," Caramel announced.
The two stopped in front of a building with a sign saying 'Aloe and Lotus' Spa'. The size of it was as big as the town hall of Ponyville, telling whoever saw the building that the owner of the place must be wealthy. The walls, painted a bright pink looked so well-kept as if they ware only built like a week ago, unlike the buildings in Manehattan; the buildings in the place wouldn't last a day without getting vandalized. Same goes for it's sky-colored roof.
Wow... just, wow, Pico thought to himself, being an alien to seeing a building so well-kept.
"C'mon. Let's go inside." Caramel gestured towards the awestruck stallion, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Wait. I think it is closed..."
"What do you mean closed?"
"There is a sign in front of the door saying so." He pointed at the double door of the building.
Caramel's gaze followed the direction of the hoof, leading to a sign that reads, 'Closed' but he quickly dismissed it. "The sign's always like that at night. Now c'mon, somepony might get ahead of us." He quickly went inside, leaving his 'friend', outside.
"I don't even know why I am following him..." he let out a sigh. With nothing much to do -- and no other options -- Pico followed Caramel inside. The lobby was the first thing that came to his view behind the entrance. the room was barely lit by a chandelier, hanging on the middle ceiling. A set of furniture beside the door. A glass table in front, with many magazines on top. A register booth in the left side of the room, but nopony seemed to be handling it.
In view, Caramel could be seen, talking to another pony -- a mare to be exact. There was a disappointed look on Caramel's face as the mare with a white lotus cutiemark continued to talk.
"Hey, Caramel!" Pico called out, which caught the attention of the two.
Caramel quickly trotted towards him, leaving the mare behind.
"Hey... um... looks like her sister is resting for the night, and is not able to do her 'special' service..."
"Oh... so now what...?"
"Well... her younger sister, Aloe, is here. But she is restricted to only serving one client tonight."
"Okay... that means I'm going home now." Pico turned around, but before he could make his first step, he felt a tug on his tail.
"Since it is your first time, I'll let you take this for the night," Caramel said. "Enjoy the service." And with that, he jolted off.
"Wait, what?" were the only words he managed to say to Caramel, before being left by him. "Caramel!"
The door to the spa closed behind the brown-coated stallion.
Damn, Caramel. I've only known him for half of a day, and I already know what kind of pony he is, Pico gritted his teeth. He's in big trouble when I-
"Excuse me," Aloe called out, breaking the stallion from his train of thoughts.
Pico quickly span around to face the mare.
"Would you like to have the 'special' service?" she walked towards the stallion in a weird manner; her hips swating to her sides; her eyes kept fluttering in a rather cute way; it was a mix of cuteness, and seductiveness. She stopped in front of him; her face, inches away from him. Her azure eyes were focused on the stallion, as if she was expecting him -- of course she was.
"Uh... uh..." he stammered, not knowing what to answer.
"You're new here, aren't you?" she asked as her eyes finally met with his.
"Y-yeah..." beads of sweats dropped down from his face, due to being inches away from a mare. He could smell the strong, yet soothing perfume Aloe had, which made things only worse, as the stallion cheeks were having a tint of red. Not now.
"Tell me, do you know what our service is?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Massages...? I guess... This is a spa, right?"
"Yes. So, what service do you want?"
"I'm sorry, but... I'm not sure." Pico tried to back away, but to only be stopped when he felt a hoof, wrapping itself around his neck.
"Then I would recommend the 'special' service." Aloe dragged the stallion closer to him; snout to snout; "I'm sure you would enjoy it..." there was a change in her tone, as she was trying to make herself more inviting -- for a stallion.
"I-uh-" before he could protest, he was now being pulled towards the other room, separated by a red curtain door. Massage tables, low chairs, a tub, mud tub, and dressing wardrobes. Though he was surprised, and slightly curious why Aloe brought him towards another door, instead of stopping right now.
Aloe opened the door nob, revealing a small room, much like what cheap motels have, but it was certainly far more pleasant. She continued to pull Pico towards a massage table in the middle of the room; a table with a thin foam on top, and a hole where a pony would slip their head in.
"Please, lay down on your stomach on this massage table," she instructed.
His whole body was fidgeting too much from nervousness, but he managed to lay down on the table. Though he wasn't sure why he was following her orders in the first place, when he could just deny the massage, and go back to the place in another time when he wouldn't find the situation of being locked in a room with a mare alone, slightly nerving .
Making himself feel comfortable as much as possible, he tried to insert his head through the hole, though he can't; the hole was too small, like it wasn't even meant for a pony head. "T-there seems to b-be a problem with the massage..." he trailed off as his eyes saw the mare on the far end of the room.
Aloe was holding up a lighter between her teeth, lighting up the candles on top of another table. The candles seemed to serve another purpose, since the room itself was already litted by a wall lamp. After a few seconds of waiting, the candles released a pleasant smell of lavender; a mixture between sweet and tough smell that could calm down nerves.
After finishing the candles, she dropped down the lighter, and then picked up a small tablet on the table, swallowing it immediately. Aloe turned to the stallion with half-lidded eyes, or mostly known as the 'come hither' look, and then walked towards him in a seductive way; her hips, swaying to her motion, and her tail raised up high.
This caught Pico off guard. His cheeks quickly flared in a tint of red.
"Shall we?" Aloe asked as she stuck out her tongue in a playful manner..
"I-I'm not sure... uh, uh, is this even a massage?" Pico was now sweating more than ever, having the fear of spending a night with a mare, as well as the fear of not being able to please her, since he was inexperienced. Of course, that was what's in his mind.
Aloe crawled up to the stallion. "Of course it is. My job is to help you relax... and... ease off..." she whispered to his ear, as she slowly pushed him down on his stomach on the table.
"Wai-oh...! Sweet Celestia..." he arched his back as the masseuse started to work her magic. He felt the bones in his shoulder cracking, being straightened out by Aloe; the cramps he got from sitting in a train for more than an hour was slowly disappearing.
Aloe saw the effect of her touch on the stallion; she knew what she had to do next. She ran her hooves in a circular motion on Pico's shoulders, in a slow place, alternating between seconds on when to apply pressure. She was rewarded by the stallion with deep grunts and moans. If she could please him, he might reward her with something more than just sounds of approval.
She continued her magic for a minute, before moving on to his back. Trying to be delicate as possible, she used the tip of her hoof to pinpoint the part that she needed to focuse on, the part where the stallion was sensitive the most. She glided her hooves an inch above his back. Here, and here, she thought to herself as she placed a hoof on either side of the stallion's back. With strong, yet, careful technique, the pressure Aloe applied on the pinpoints she found was enough to make Pico lost in bliss. With the mare's tender hooves, and the calming atmosphere, there's no doubt why nopony wouldn't leave this place, unsatisfied and tranquilized.
She went on with her service, until she found her client drooling, and half asleep.
"Are you ready with my next service, Mister...?" Aloe asked, as she removed the plastic from her muzzle.
The words Aloe told him was a blur; his mind just couldn't make up the sentence that escaped from her lips. But for all he heard was 'Mister' and 'next service'. "Pico... and... yes..." he managed to answer between deep breaths.
The masseuse smiled with glee. "Will you please turn around, and place your cock through the whole, Mister Pico?" Aloe instructed as she went underneathe the massaging table, and then sat on her haunches. She waited eagerly to see the stallion's tool through the hole of the table.
Inside his foggy mind, the order was clear. The table shook as the weight above it shifted. Pico limply turned around. Though, he was too tired to move. But with a little energy, effort, and luck, he managed to get into position, and insert his sheathe through the hole, where his dick was supposed to go through.
This was it; the thing Aloe was longing for. Though the cock of the stallion was still hidden in place, it will only take little-to-no effort to get it out.
She licked her lips to moisten them up, before wrapping them around the base of Pico's shaft. She felt the flaccid rod, snaking inside of her mouth as it slowly got out of its cave, accompanied by a quiet moan above her. Though the half of its size was now out of its sheathe, she wanted the full length. She alternated between moving her tongue around it, then licking the tip, trying her hardest to arouse the stallion.
Pre-cum leaked from the head, rewarding Aloe with the salty liquid she had been craving for. She continued to plasure him, and now sucking him out like a straw.
Grunts and groans escaped Pico's lips, as waves of pleasure hit him. His rod, now fully erect from the attention it was given, just like what the mare below the table would like. Though his body was aware of what's happening around him, his mind was still half conscious, and the only thing it could process was the amount of pleasure he was receiving, and the loud slurping noise he could hear below him.
Now with Aloe's prize going at its full extent, she released it from her mouth with a wet 'pop'. Admiring the hard cock, she noticed that he wasn't much to consider a well-endowed stallion, and more like an average size.
"This will have to do..." Aloe muttered to herself. She slowly tried to take the whole length, inch by inch inside of her mouth; her lips, brushing against Pico's cock. Though she stopped midway, since her gag reflex was kicking in. Taking a few seconds to catch her breath, she continued filling her mouth with the thick girth.
"Oh..." Pico groaned as he felt Aloe's wet, and warm oral cavity that was engulfing his stallionhood.
Aloe's snout touched the base of his client's shaft, meaning that she managed to fit the whole length inside of her. She could feel his stallionhood throbbing in aniticipation. Proud of her achievement, she pulled her head back, removing the cock out of her mouth until the tip was the only thing left. Aloe gave a teaseful lick on the head, causing Pico to shiver slightly, before taking the whole length once again in seconds, connecting her muzzle on his thigh.
Pulling back once more, she repeated the process, but now brushing her teeth against the hard flesh, feeling every inch of it and its pulsing veins. She placed a hoof on the pair of Pico's balls, kneading them with her expert skills.
Years of working like this, and she had gotten better at it.
As she continued to pleasure the stallion, she couldn't help but feel empty; she wanted to feel pleasure too, and her crotch was begging to be stuffed. She guided her free hoof, down towards her clit, gyrating them in a slow pace. "Mpff...!" The action caused her to let out muffled moan. She spread her legs wider, as she tried to spread her pink lips. Though it wasn't enough, she tried to imagine his client, eating her out, tasting and drinking her natural lubrication. More... please...! Aloe filled her mind with sexual fantasies, imagining herself being screwed roughly. Faster! Rougher! it continued on as her mind was so focused on her pleasure, she didn't noticed that Pico was slowly getting back to his senses, due to her increasing pace, and louder moans.
"Mmm... wha-ah...! oh..." Pico bit his lower lips, as he tried to keep himself from screaming, or moaning, and instead, let out grunts. He felt a strong build up in his cock, as it prepared for loads of cum. Though he was lost about what's happening around him, he doesn't want it to end, but Aloe's skillful work was making it inevitable.
Aloe knew he was at his peek; the throbbing of Pico's dick was now fast. She removed her hoof from her nethers, and then placed it on the stallion's cock. She started from the base, going down to the tip at a fast speed, jerking him roughly, and then repeating again from the beginning. With one final movement, she buried the thick girth, deep in her mouth.
By instinct, Pico arched his back, plunging his penetrator deeper into Aloe's mouth, causing the mare to cough and hack, but still held the tool tightly in her mouth. Loads after loads of hot semen went straight to her esophagus, though some didn't and splashed over Aloe's face, as she pulled back to catch her breath. His orgasm felt like minutes before it died down, since it had been years, ot a decade since he last touched his playcolt magazine.
The stallion, drained and restless, now panting on top of the massage table -- and still had no clue what had happened earlier. Ever since Aloe started to work on his muscles, it felt like he was in a trance, surrounded by nothing but bliss. Still in his afterglow, he didn't noticed Aloe getting out of the table.
The mare stood on her hind-legs; her cum-covered face showed a sultry grin. "So, how did you like my service?" Aloe asked as she took a step closer, placing both forehooves on the table as support.
Pico did nothing but nod. He was trying to catch up to his breathe, and his heart, still beating fast wasn't helping.
"Hope you still have enough juices inside of you, because..." she swayed her tail from side to side. "Could you, sir, please sit down."
Pico obliged to Aloe's instruction, and almost fell of the table by doing so. The stallion sat on his haunches; his legs were spread eagle, having his private part in full view to Aloe.
Aloe leaned in close to Pico's cock, rubbing her face on it as she used it like a towel to remove the cum off of her face.
"Mmm..." his client muttered, accompanied by his dick twitching from the touch of her cheeks.
She gave the semi-flaccid rod a few rubs, and teaseful licks, trying to get it back to life, again. Within seconds, Pico's cock was now, once again, erect. "There," Aloe muttered as she glanced at his cock. Making sure that the table won't collapse under their weight first, she crawled up to the stallion. "Is this your first time...?" she whispered to his ear as she wrapped her forehooves around his neck, and aligned her dripping cunt with his cock.
Though he wanted to answer with a yes, but no voice came out, and he only managed to answer with a single nod.
"Good..." was the last word Aloe said, before suddenly impaling herself with Pico's stallionhood, ending with a loud slap. Earlier stimulation of Aloe's vagina made her produce natural lubrication, making no harm done with the sudden trick. The two arched their backs, as sudden waves of pleasure hit them like a tsunami.
The sudden penetration made Aloe moan loudly, as she felt his hot cock ground against her slick and tight walls. Remembering what Lotus told her, she quickly locked her partner in a kiss to silence herself. Slipping her tongue inside of Pico's mouth to meet with his, the stallion accepted her, openly. Both of their tongues danced in pleasure, exploring each other's mouth, topping one another, and leaving trails of saliva.
Pico almost bursted into climax, but at the least, managed to avoid so. Though he wasn't far from it, and maybe a few thrusts could bring him to. He never knew that a mare could be so tight; Aloe's vaginal muscles were clinging to his cock like it doesn't want him to leave. Even her perfume made no exception to his nostrils, as it filled him with the smell of cherries.
Aloe finally pulled back from the kiss, making a bridge of saliva that connected her muzzle, to his.
"You... ready...?" Aloe asked between pantings.
"Ready... for-hnng..." Pico didn't get to finish his question, as Aloe raised herself up, along with her warm and wet cunt, leaving only the tip left inside of her. He gazed at his stallionhood for a moment, seeing it standing hard and covered in his pre-cum, and Aloe's jizz.The two took a few seconds to catch up to their breath, before Aloe lowered herself again, and this time, slowly.
Her pristine pussy, slowly being filled by a stallion's cock. More muffled moans escaped her lips, as her sexual fantasy came true -- though it always does, every night.
"So... how does a-ah! A mare's pussy feels like...?" she asked as she repeated the process in a slow pace.
"A-amazing...!" he locked eye contact with her, savoring every piece about her, from the look in her eyes, her sweet smell, and her amazing service. Aloe repeated the process: raising herself upward, then lowering herself again, only this time, her pace was slowly increasing. She's my first time, so might as well enjoy it, placing both hooves on either side of Aloe's flanks, Pico started to thrust upward, meeting her with a wet smack.
"Hmm... you're learning..." Aloe cooed before she locked Pico in another kiss. Her pace started to get faster, eager to see her client's face as he hit his climax. Wet slaps echoed in the room, along with muffled moans that came from the two.
There was another build up inside of Pico's cock, as he was again nearing his climax. Though, he wanted to last longer, but Aloe's vagina was too much; her tight walls were milking him out. He pulled back from Aloe's kiss, leaving the mare and her tongue hanging. He kept thrusting upward, but now with a little more vigor. Might as well enjoy...
Aloe noticed his sudden increase in stamina, and maybe, just maybe, she might actually orgasm through penetration; most of her clients were to busy about their own orgasm, that they kept forgetting about her. "Ro-rougher..." she ordered. Pico removed his hooves from Aloe's soft flanks. He wrapped his forelegs tightly around her waist, then burying his face on her chest, feeling her heart beat as fast as his. Though in their new position, Aloe's movement was limited, only to her head and hooves, while Pico did all the thrusting himself.
"I-I'm near...! Miss...?" he looked up to Aloe's eyes that was staring back at him.
"A-Aloe! It's Aloe!" Aloe gave him a smile, before giving him a peck on the lips. With one final thrust, Pico arched his back as he felt himself cumming. The hot liquid, travelling in Aloe's vagina was enough to bring her to orgasm, though not as strong as she imagined, but nonetheless, mindblowing. Mixed jizz leaked out of Aloe's pussy, dropping on either the floor, or trailing dowon on Pico's cock.
The two stared at each other with small smile on their faces. They were both breathing heavily. Beads of sweat veiled their head, coat, and body. The two smelled like a wet dog, though they didn't mind; the scented candle was topping out the awful smell.
after Pico had finally recovered, he whispered, "A-Aloe...?"
"Yes...?"
"I have something to tell you..."
"What...?" the intrugued mare leaned in close, bumping Pico's snout with her's.
"I forgot my bits at home..."
