Teaching Young Ponies New Tricks
An azure mare gingerly flicked an ear as she trotted through the damp autumn night with a brisk pace. Having just finished another of her spectacular performances at a local theatre, the showmare felt more than deserving of a proper reward, and she knew just where to get it...
Quickly traversing the final distance to her home, she slides the key to her door out from under her magnificent hat and into the lock, using her exceptional magical skill to turn her intricate set of wards, locks and seals open, her magic weaving into and connecting all the separate elements that constructed the opening mechanism on her door, eliciting a click as she finishes the display. And with a second magical surge, the key slides out and back into it’s container while a third wave pushes the door open. The marvelous mare stepped inside and wiped her hooves on the carpet, quirking a brow as it was much darker in her household than it should be.
Shutting and sealing the door behind herself, she stepped further inside and announced her presence: “The great and powerful Trixie requires to know why her dwelling is absent of light?!”. Brushing her fetlocks as she waited, she suddenly came to tilt her head. She found it odd. Normally she’d have been answered by now.
Letting out an annoyed snort, she gracefully strode into the living room to find the perpetrator. The blue unicorn glanced over the room; empty. Frowning, she resumed to the kitchen. There were not even food prepared... the table had been set for a meal though, so some work had been done... using her masterfully deductive mind, it seems to point her toward one thing...
She advanced towards the master bedroom, pushed the door open with her mind and, sure enough, there was a silhouette slacking off in the guest bed. Trixie’s frown became notably larger. It was insulting that this peon had dozed off without her permission. After all, the time was... as she took a look at her clock, the mare quickly realized that the time was actually six hours later than she had predicted. How this had happened, she wasn’t really sure... she hadn't stayed with her groupies for that long had she? And that complimentary dinner couldn’t have taken more than an hour... or three... okay, in hindsight, maybe she dragged it out a little. But it wasn’t like somepony of her stature wasn’t allowed to do that.
The unicorn halted for a second and opened her mouth as to speak, then closed it, tapping a hoof to her chin. The graceful and humble Trixie had concluded that punishment wasn’t needed, but she’d still need her reward; it wasn’t her problem that she was in the mood right now, her servant had to do his duty. She assertively prodded at the sleeping form, resulting in a slight stirring from the male. She gave another prod, this time more roughly, and a groan was heard.
Trixie waited patiently around ten seconds for him to wake up, but was forced to shake him with one hoof when he only rolled around in a daze. “Trixie demands that you get up at once!”
The disoriented individual sat up hastily, swaying notable as if yet not fully awake while the azure unicorn tapped a hoof impatiently. He ought to be used to this, his prior owner had a habit of waking him up every now and then from what she knew. “Bhwrl? Mafahana?”
The very young, purple dragon shook their head to try and get the sleep out. Once their eyes focused enough, they narrowed in on the pony in front of them? “M-mistress? You’re finally home! I waited eagerly for you for four hours before I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I’m sorry for failing you Trixie.” He happily wagged his tail at the sight of his master, a clear sign of shame in his eyes.
Trixie nonchalantly waved her hoof and nodded. “Yes, yes that’s a good boy, but that doesn’t help as I wasn’t home then.” She idly flicked her mane as she spoke. “So, now that I am, I would like to have my treatment.”
Spike rubbed some sleep from his eyes, then nodded with renewed vigor. “Off course ma’am! Anything for you! Please forgive my tardiness before.” Tossing his blanket aside, the little dragon eagerly anticipating his task as he sat up in the bed Trixie allowed him to utilize.
The magician smiled and spun around, pleased with his obedience. She definitely didn’t need to punish him, he took his time to apologize after all. She parted her tail to the side, exposing her delicately mottled marehood, it was an intricate design that surely surpasses the design of most ponies possible pattern, her slit, an impressive, nearly 15 cm length from top to bottom of plump, mare meat close to three cm across when closed. Maybe not as voluptuous as some, but she certainly had girth and size to spare above an average mare. Not to mention the fine, rugged lines going down both sides of it.
Spike took a moment to take in the sight of her massive package. He’d seen it a couple of times now, being only a summer pet. With only a few more weeks left, he intended to relish in the sight of this glorious marehood all he could. He shivered slightly as he took in the full beauty of it. “Oh Trixie... your mystical folds looks as amazing as ever...”
A light flick from Trixie’s tail indicated to him that he had stared long enough, and immediately went to work caressing around her wizard sleeves, rubbing the mound and rump, watching in delight as Trixie's gorgeous and plentiful vulva started to swell and become further erect, slowly increasing the coating layers of misty lubricant. The dragon had to bite his lip to refrain from diving right in and lapping at the delicious juices seeping forth.
Feeling his own arousal start to surge up, Spike caressed and kneaded Trixie’s pride, earning a nicker of approval from the mare, running a finger along one of her veins, watching her fully aroused sex, slick and throbbing with the blood coursing through it. The assistant could feel that wasn’t the only place that had a flow going as he thought about his own crotch, unable to look away from the mesmerizing marehood in front of him. Feeling himself attempt to get equally aroused, only spurring on his craving to satisfy this mare further.
Rubbing along both lips, he could feel her smooth, yet rugged texture, sliding along her entire length gave him a pleasant shiver down the spine. Spike was containing his arousal well despite the raging erection he was now sporting. As he was just finishing stroking at the gem, her sapphire at her bottom, Trixie flexed her muscles and unfolded her magical orb and kept it out, winking at him.
Spike let out a weak whimper at the sight of the throbbing piece of flesh, his own shaft twitching. He had hard to control himself; and if he hadn’t been sitting, his knees would likely have given out under him. It was hard for him to not give in to his urges and just go all in, to suck and jerk and simply worship the pearl in front of him, it’s breathtaking design and mottling, complexly weaving a spectacular sight for anyone watching, it was almost like the nebula pattern moved. It amazed him how something like this could just naturally occur; he was truly awed by this mare’s anatomy.
As if Trixie had felt what Spike was thinking, she nickered out in a husky tone. “C’mon, show Trixie what you got!” Not having to be asked twice, Spike lunged forward and gave a long lick from the bottom left side of her mound, all the way around to the bottom right side, ending with a sloppy kiss right on the love bead.
“Mnhh... Trixie... your taste is so great and powerful...” The mare gingerly folded her clit back, taking in the feeling of a mouth hungrily lapping and slurping at her juices, making her coo softly in approval.
“Yes, Trixie approves of your administration young one. Keep this up and you’ll get your reward...” Being too busy trying to both shove his tongue as far into Trixie as he could, and gather as much of her juices as possible, Spike only gave a murmur in response. He loved how hung she was, hoping that she’d allow him to go deep with his arms. Somehow it was an incredibly arousing act to him. Knowing that no matter what he could give, she could take it.
Lapping away at her sex, Spike almost lost track of time as he was lost in euphoria, immense pleasure flowed through him as his testicles ached for release. “The aroused and benevolent Trixie is nearly ready to grant you a glorious cumshot.”
With grace, Trixie displayed her family jewel once more, it’s pulses of desire inviting Spike over, beckoning him for release. Quickly wrapping his lips around the bulb, yearning to take as much into his mouth as he could. With a slight cough, he managed to fit the entire clit inside, suckling at it as his tongue swirled around it, part of his muzzle pressed inside her...smelling her. “Mnnh... ou tasct sho good... an’ schml...” Spike takes a deep inhale and shivers.
Trixie lets out a bemused flaring of her nostrils. “Heh, well that’s good to hear pet, do know your praise has been most acceptable so far.” Trixie grunted softly as her little servant sucked her off, giving a light kick with her hind leg, feeling herself start to tense up. “Ah yes... Trixie is almost there, keep going.”
Spike felt the love bead pulsate against his mouth and tongue, having to twist his head a little to breathe properly, the strong muscles of Trixie’s sex clenching tightly around his nose when he suddenly heard the unicorn ponder. “Hm... actually, let’s test your practice a little.” Spike tensed up himself, slightly dreading what she could have in mind as he heard the familiar glow of magic. And sure enough, he let out a gag as his head was tightly held in place, as the tip of Trixie’s marvelous marehood marble of magnificence began to swell, prodding further down his mouth.
Spike tried to relax as Trixie performed a minor manipulation on herself, moving her internal part of the clit further external. Spike suppressed his gag reflex the best he could as it started going down his throat, his eyes beginning to tear up when it passed the uvula. The dragon let out a choked gag as Trixie slid an entire hoof-length worth of maremeat down his throat before she reversed the spell, whinnying in pleasure as her crystal ball of pleasure got immense stimuli from Spike’s struggling.
Thankful she was pulling back out, Spike tried to blink away all the tears as they streamed down his cheek, taking a deep breath as his lungs were allowed to breath once more, giving a coughing fit, trying to hold his head still, using a claw to caress Trixie’s bulge at the bottom of the mound. “Ngghaa... yess... Sweet Celestia, get ready for my grand and plentiful load!”
Quickly trying to cease his coughing, Spike attempted to envelop as much of Trixie’s sex as he could, vision blurred for all the tears, he just planted his bottom lip under the protrusion at the bottom of her sex, opened as wide as he could, and latched against her as tightly as he could muster. As he got ready to swallow as much of her delicious cum as possible, Trixie let out a low whiny in gratification, her first thick, warm stream unloaded straight into... his nasal cavity. Pain erupted in his entire nostrils as her jizz spurted from the small orifices with a notable force, he quickly forced down the urge to be sick, and managed to stand up after the second steam had forced itself through his nostrils with another burning sting as well.
Still coughing, the third stream shot straight down his throat as he did his best to drink the liquid affection, not wanting to disappoint Trixie. Two more streams managed to find their way home. Before he finally managed to take it in his mouth, splattering the innards of his mouth, coating it nicely as he gathered it up for her, wanting to show what a good pet he was, a pleasurable satisfaction coursed through his body like a wave as she unloaded her thick juices inside of him.
Just as Spike felt his mouth get close to full, Trixie pulled away and bucked her hips, letting two last streams cascade over Spike’s face, one straight on the forehead, the other going right into his left eye, along with across the nose. The burning pain that flared up in his eye just added to the rest as he quickly shut it, hissing softly, hoping it wouldn't last for too long.
“Haa... atta boy... milked me good there. Now let’s see...” Trixie turned around to watch her work and saw the mess that currently was Spike. Slightly pained look with his cum and tear-stained face, tilting his head back with one eye shut as he holds his mouth wide open to showcase his catch, the thick, creamy goop Trixie so generously supplied him with, stirring it slowly with his slender, forked tongue. “Yes... yes that’s good. Now send it down the hatch.”
Without shutting his mouth, he focused and swallowed it all, grimacing slightly. Somepony hadn't been eating much fruit lately... the rather salty, and very oddly, almost gooey cum of the magnificent mare went down with some protest, despite the bitter taste, it gave Spike an euphoric feel to have the honor of being Trixie’s number one personal cumdumpster. Giving a cough Spike regained some composure, as most remaining misty lubricant pours out of his nostrils. Trixie gave a nod of approval and smiled, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow. Finally done with the task, Spike attempted to catch his breath.
“Haa... Thank you Trixie... you’re so good to me... I love how you taste, it’s delicious, no matter the current flavor, as long as it’s yours...” A shiver of delight ran down his spine, there was almost nothing that felt better than getting to pleasure his mistress, tasting her rich flavor as she relieved herself, feeling her press him against her as the orgasm, the one he got the honor to provide the stimulation for, worked her body over and gave her the satisfaction she deserved. Trying to clean the gunk out of his eyes, he manage to get enough out to open his eye without too much discomfort. Looking at Trixie affectionately, he gives a questioning look, reaching his arms out with slightly puckered lips, asking her for a kiss.
“Mmnh no, no... Wipe clean first. I’m not getting cum in my mane or having to taste myself.” Trixie gingerly takes a step back with a very light hint of distaste.
The squirt sponge nods and reaches over for a nearby rag, starting to clean himself off. “Oh, of course, I’m sorry, forgive my insolence gracious and humble mistress.”
Trixie gives a dismissive nod. “It’s fine, just try to not let it happen again. Now, shall we prepare for your turn?” Spike hastily finished wiping himself off and nodded eagerly, feeling ready to burst.
“Oh yes! I’d love that very much ma’am! Thank you so much for the generous offer.” Spike giddily watches as Trixie nimbly climbed atop his bed and lies on her back, splaying her large, mottled vulva on full display, immediately folding her bulb out, in, out, in, performing an incredibly effective ‘come hither’ act.
Spike complies without a doubt, eager to satisfy her every need. Trixie brushes her mane aside, levitating her hat off to its nearby podium. “Now, just do as we've taught you. Small, rabbit humps against my clit and prostate.” He nods eagerly and skips over to her, leaning in for the kiss, which is given after a quick inspection, concluding he’s clean enough for one.
“Of course Trixie, I only want to satisfy your every need. I’m so turned on right now!” Walking back around to her rear, Spike carefully slides his sex inside, shivering in delight as he feels her strong, warm, moist walls envelop his shaft, not even nearly reaching the end of her around 25 cm depth. Most stallions should be glad if they reach around 70 % inside. Even if ~15 % more depth doesn't sound too impressive, it is quite a lot in the long run.
Spike quickly got a steady pace, thrusting in and out of the deep, azure depths, squirming in pleasure whenever Trixie humored him by flexing her muscles, massaging his sex with her own. He did his best to jerk her off while he hammered at her g-spot, his claw tenderly rubbing away at the unfolded pearl.
“Mnnaa... oh Trixie... you’re so good at sex... much more amazing than anypony else I’ve ever been with!” Spike gleefully ran his claw through her tail, feeling the pleasure build up inside of him. “I-I’m getting closer...”
The showmare let out a soft snort and scraped a hoof against the bed. *Ngh... yeah, me too, get ready for the creampie...” Spike huffed and nodded, sliding out of her warm, tight embrace.
Spike laid on his back as Trixie rolled over and pushed her vulva against his rump, creating a magic funnel that spreads his tight little ass open, connecting the two. “Alright, give me what you got little guy.” Trixie smirks triumphantly and unfolds her clit which he immediately starts to jerk off with his feet, stroking and rubbing his soles against the hard-on in front of him as Trixie’s panting grew more rapid.
With an arch of her back, she grunts out in satisfaction, unleashing another spray of pure ecstasy, giving bucks with her hips as she slowly fills Spike’s rear up with her creamy goo. “Nrhhaa... oh Luna... that’s the stuff...” The dragon relished in the rapture the feeling of getting filled with his lover’s hot cream.
Trixie flares her nostrils and gives a final thrust against Spike. “Haa... there we are... or wait, while we’re at it... let me try something.” Spike’s, blissfully watching Trixie bask in her afterglow, his own arousal crawling to reach the peak, tilts his head as he feels the funnel alter shape, as well as Trixie’s labia starts to glow...
His eyes shot open as he notices something slither inside of him... not quite as thick as her clit, actually far from, but still big enough to stretch his little ass wide, he also notices something slithering up his penis, and when he glances down, he sees a small, labial tentacle, having coiled around his shaft, just as it plunges down the hole. Spike grits his teeth and trembles. It stings quite a lot. But it’s not too bad. It feels more strange what is writhing up along inside of him... he was already a little sore from before.
This might explain why Trixie told him to not eat anything today, and why he had to use the restroom at the evening... and the enema... all four of them. It went a lot easier to give himself the following three, but the first one was very uncomfortable, he still felt a little raw from the whole ordeal. He could still not say what he should determine this feeling as... it was... unlike any he had ever had before, and it dragged out over a minute, slowly, and uncomfortably moving further inside of him... it was similar to a stomach ache mixed with being constipated, except the whole thing went backwards through him. It didn’t feel good, at all, as it writhes it’s way along his digestive tract. A stinging was felt when it pressed through into his stomach, what he assumed, it at least felt like that time he ate way too much ice cream. Trixie suddenly give a light snort and Spike yelps as a light spritz is painfully unloaded into his urethra. The femtacle slides out, seeming to sorta shrink and dry up a little as it starts to recede back to her sex. Thankful for the ease of pressure on his penis, he suddenly felt a brief jab in his stomach and...
“Ulp...” Spike made a short, gag-like noise as something started forcing its way up his throat, he couldn’t help but quiver as it did. But after a very uncomfortable ten seconds, he dry heaved up two large... dark azure femtacles. He didn’t have too much time to study them before Trixie let out a whiny, and soon they spurted a much clearer liquid than the mares regular cum, but it still gave him a new facial and coated him at some other places. Then his throat burned some as they began to go back the way they came. Which was very much appreciated, it was getting hard to breathe...
It only took half the time for them to get out again, and as soon as they were, Trixie’s flare of magic died down and she huffed, seeming parched, but satisfied, which pleased Spike. “Well... that certainly was something.” Trixie grinned and took off her cape, hanging it at its place, a hook on the wall. Spike nodded, his body aching for release as his sex twitched with anticipation.
“Tell you what, clean me off, then make yourself presentable and I’ll give you a treat, a quite big reward even.” Most pain having faded, Spike nodded happily, albeit worn out and went down on the mare in front of him, suckling her lips, mound and part of her rump clean as she seemed to recuperate, murmuring in appreciation. Once finished, the dragon quickly wiped himself off with a partially cum encrusted rag, he had forgotten to clean it from the previous night’s endeavors. Pleased with the result, Trixie smirked down at him and spoke; “Well then? You ready for your surprise?” Spike nodded vigorously, feeling as if he was about to pop with just a little more stimulation.
Trixie gently brushed through his spines and grasped him, then lifted him up with her magic, carrying him off to her canopy bed, placing him next to where she usually slept and crawled up along with him lying behind him and holds him close to her, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. “Tonight, I’m going to allow you to sleep with me. Not that you just get to lie on the end of my bed. You were a good little boy, and satisfied me adequately. That, and you let me experiment with some fun new spells I had found.” Slight baffled by the sudden display of intimate affection, he happily curls up next to her, in her grasp as she spoons him, his penis slowly losing sensitivity and firmness and start to retract back into his body, feeling fully sexually satisfied as he quite quickly falls asleep again, but this time, into a blissful slumber, happy with how well she treats him, and how great she is at sex.
