Trixie laid seductively upon her bed within her caravan. Her freshly washed mane gleaming, and her luxurious blue coat bristling with anticipation.
Her and her lover were going to have a wild night.
"Hey, Kool-Aid!”
“OH, YEAH!” Without warning, a giant glass pitcher, filled to the brim with red liquid burst through the caravan wall with little regard for personal property expenses.
But Trixie didn’t care. It was time to have some fun!
“Oh, Kool-Aid! Trixie demands you join her on the bed!” Trixie waved her hoof, bidding her partner to come hither.
Kool-Aid jumped on the bed, dousing Trixie with tropical punch goodness. She shook her mane out, reveling in the feel of his juice.
“Oh, Trixie simply loves it when you make her wet like this!” She cast a seductive glare up at the living kitchen utensil. “Are you ready to give Trixie what she wants tonight?”
“Oh, yeah!”
In a flash of barely contained passion, and lust Trixie lunged her fruity lover. Sweet red liquid drenching the entirety of her small home all the while.
Trixie paid no mind to this however, as she traced her tongue across the cool classy surface of her lover's face, lapping up his sweet, and sugary juices.
Going along with the mare's advances the Kool-Aid man placed both hands upon Trixie's flanks, squeezing them gently.
Trixie moaned in ecstasy at her lover's touch. As she methodically continued working her tongue across his glassy surface. Letting out a small gasp, she suddenly felt something stiff brush against the opening of her now very wet marehood.
Not wanting to waste any time, Trixie squeezed in a little tighter to the Kool-Aid man. In doing so she managed to pin his erection between his stomach, and her moist entrance. The shock of the cold glass against her flaming entrance sent shivers of pleasure up her spine.
“Oh, Trixie wants you to fill her up… now!” Her thought processes were rapidly becoming clouded over with her lust.
“Oh, yeah!” Without a second thought, Kool-Aid flipped Trixie onto her stomach and placed his pitcher tip at her glistening entrance.
“Do it! Trixie commands you!” The blue unicorn stuffed her face into her bed, waiting for the pleasure that was about to take over.
Without further invitation, Kool-Aid started to pour his sugary goodness into Trixie’s gaping vagina.
“Ahh! Oh, sweet Celestia!” Trixie’s screams shook the caravan despite being muffled by the bed that was covering her mouth. Slowly, drop by sweet drop, her entire love cavern was filled with the sticky liquid she loved.
However, Kool-Aid soon ran out of room as his delicious offering began flowing out of his mare.
“Oh, yes! Trixie loves it! Quick, don’t let any escape! Trixie doesn’t like it to go to waste.” She tilted her head to the trademarked pitcher behind her, and gave a wink, signaling his next move.
“Oh, yeah!” Kool-Aid carefully lifter his head to where his mouth met with Trixie’s leaking entrance. Throwing foreplay aside, he thrust his tongue inside her body, lapping up all the excess fruit drink he could. It carried a delicious flavor reminiscent of salty pineapple after being mixed with Trixie’s love juice. He loved it!
Trixie started whimpering uncontrollably, nearing her orgasm from the oral ministrations of Kool-Aid. “W-Wait! Trixie must not cum yet!”
She turned her body around, standing face-to-face with Kool-Aid. “Trixie believes you need some attention as well.” She cast her gaze toward Kool-Aid’s solidified erection sticking out between his miniscule legs.
She immediately knelt down and began sucking on his fruity appendage. Starting at the base and going to the tip, she slowly stroked her tongue over his length, eliciting verbal pleasure from her partner.
“Oh, yeah…oh, yeah! Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, oh, oh yeah, Oh Yeah!”
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Oh, you like that, baby?” She shifted her gaze up at the moaning kitchen utensil. “Trixie does, too.” With every lick, she could taste his juice drip on her tongue. It was a combination of Fruit Punch and Kiwi Strawberry… the perfect flavor combination!
She could feel his pressure building up quickly, and as much as she wanted to drink the entirety of his orgasm, she knew where she needed it more.
She stopped all of a sudden, earning a moan of disappointment from Kool-Aid. However, she quickly flipped her body in a circle, and lined her swollen goods up right in front of his sugary stick. “Let’s do this.” She gave him a hungry look, and prepared to get pleasured.
“Oh, yeah!”
With a deep thrust of his hips, Kool-Aid sent the entirety of his girth into Trixie’s enflamed marehood.
Trixie let out a shuddering gasp as she felt her walls tightening around her lovers member. Once again the cool glassy surface against her burning loins served only to throw her further into ecstasy. As the initial shock wore away, she quickly got to work grinding her hips up and down the length of Kool-Aid’s throbbing erection.
Without missing a beat Kool-Aid fell into rhythm with Trixie’s motions, adding his own thrusting motions. The feeling of his mare’s walls clenching, and releasing around his member elicited moans of pleasure from the oversized fruity beverage.
As the two fell into sync with each other’s movement’s their motions quickly began to speed up, with each thrust faster than the last.
With each thrust, and every moan Trixie could feel herself coming ever closer to her climax. And from the look on her lover’s face, she could tell he was nearing his finish as well.
When Kool-Aid made one final thrust Trixie could feel her insides convulse as she climaxed. Her lover actions sped up as he felt the mare’s juices flow around his encased member. With one loud exhalation Kool-Aid finally reached his own climax.
Trixie could feel her loins being filled with the cool sweet liquid. However it soon became clear that she would not be able to hold it all inside of her. After only a second or two Kool-Aid’s juices erupted in waves from her marehood, soaking the bed sheets beneath them.
The flow of juices didn’t stop until the whole inside of Trixie’s home was drenched in the sweet cherry red liquid. However, each gallon of fluid that erupted from his member was one more gallon that left Kool-Aid’s body.
“Oh noooo!”
It was the last thing Kool-Aid could manage to say as the last of the fluids drained from his now limp member. Trixie could only watch with half lidded eyes as the empty pitcher that was once her lover toppled to floor.
“Well...” Mumbled Trixie, as she looked around her fruit drink covered home ”I better start cleaning up this mess, before the next one comes along”
