A Hint of Sparkle in the Eyes of Lulamoon

Ponyville Stable Hotel, a quaint local hotel on the far eastern section of Ponyville, quietly sitting next the road in the evening sunlight. The Ponyville Stable Hotel isn’t the fanciest of hotels, but it’s a close as homely as can be for anypony dropping by for a visit of Ponyville. Two stories high and plenty of room, the hotel was welcoming to all, no matter how bad of a track record they carried. The VIP rooms were sometimes given to special ponies of high prestige, favors of Princess Celestia, or ponies that gave a spectacular show in the middle of the street.

Trixie had no problem obtaining one of the more exclusive rooms on the second floor of the hotel, its light-cafe walls decorated with fine decor and paintings. She walked down the hallway with the hotel concierge carrying her two luggage bags, hotel key in his teeth. The pair approached a nicely gold and olive painted door with a small silver plaque that read:

"Reserved: Trixie Lulamoon, Eccentric Visual Performer"

Trixie stared at the little silver plaque designating her own private room. Hiding her joy, she turned around and gave the concierge a courtesy smile, levitating her bags from his side. "Though I appreciate the assistance, I believe I can handle myself from here..." Trixie politely spoke, stepping into the beautifully furnished room. The concierge tipped his hat and started heading down the before Trixie caught the collar of his shirt with her magic.  "Now now, let’s not rush off just quite yet... Are you sure you don't want any payment for your services?"

“Uhh….. I-I really don’t mind not…. getting anything for now. Its fine…. s-servicing you enough, Miss Lulamoon. Though I appreciate the offer….”

Trixie snickered as the stallion tripped over his words, sweating nervously before her. She let go of his collar and turned around, smiling slyly. “How generous of you to be such a gentlecolt and provide Trixie with such excellent service. Trixie will make sure that you will be paid handsomely once she has gotten freshened up and rested. Trixie has had a long day and is very exhausted from her……. prior performance.” She backed into the room and closed the door, leaving an awkwardly aroused stallion outside her door.

Trixie faced the lavish room: furnished with a princess-sized bed large enough for Celestia herself, paintings crafted exactly like famous pony artisans, a large oak dresser with a wood finish, and a white door that led to the bathroom. Trixie’s eyes sparkled with glee as she pranced around the room, shutting the drapes that plunged the room into a somber, lowlight atmosphere. Trixie then stood at the foot of the large bed, covered with lovely lace white sheets. She put a hoof on the sheets and let out a low gasp at the soft, yet firm, feel.

“This bed…… will make lovely acquaintance for Trixie” she growled seductively, slowly rubbing her hoof alongside the bed. She slowly walked around the bed, sizing it up and tracing its long rectangular shape before she looked back at her luggage. The two bags laid right next to the door, stacked neatly. Trixie walked over to her luggage, levitated the first bag into the air, bringing it across to the bed. She set it down and opened it up…

Her cape, an extra set of hats, three dress cuff links for her capes, more brushes than necessary, 2 sets of shampoo and conditioner (one for her mane, one for her coat), an 10-inch thick black dildo, some mints, toothbrush, toothpaste, and 3 liters of lubricant. All neatly packed away. She picked up her toothbrush, toothpaste, dual sets of hair care, and the impressive false cock and walked to the bathroom, brightly lit. A smaller bathroom with a decently marble shower, Trixie grabbed a towel off the rack and prepared herself for a nice, long, warm shower.

“Ahhh…….” She sighed as the steam poured out from the shower. “…… just me, Trixie, and this lucky little mate to give Trixie a surely pleasant cleaning…..”

She floated the impressive cock in front of her face, admiring its wide girth and drooping length, the flared tip just dangling before her nose. Trixie opened her mouth slightly and let her tongue fall out, pressing her tongue against the tip of the dildo. The sound of the shower drowned out her quiet moaning as she closed her eyes and licked around the tip, slowly wrapping the pseudo-dick with her lips.  She sucked the head for a little bit before pulling it out again, giving it a devious look. “Ohh yes……. We’re going to have plenty of time getting me cleaned……. And satisfied.” Trixie floated all of her items in the shower and pulled the shower curtains shut again. Over an hour and a half later, she walked out of the shower, clean, dried off and partially frustrated. Trixie draped the towel back on the rack and brought her items back to the awaiting baggage.

You naughty ponies thought I was going to fill you in on the shower scene, weren’t you? How silly of you to not imagine how she held the large black dildo against the wall and rode that sucker so hard and long that she practically broke the wall tiling. How she laid on the shower floor and crammed herself with it, pretending to get rutted into the ground by an extremely horny stallion as the water cascaded onto her drenched body. Or how she moaned and shrieked as she slipped that whole thing right up her…… oh, I guess I kinda told you anyways. Shit……..

Trixie set down her bath ‘toy’ and bottles on the bed, panting slightly from her hot and steamy shower. She looked at the dildo again and moaned to herself, fidgeting. She hadn’t gotten off in the shower…

She picked up the dildo again, grabbing a liter of lube from her baggage, and walked over to the main door. Trixie magically adhered the cock against the door, just below her hips’ height, and looked at it. Her imagination led her to believe that she was going to please another awaiting patron at her stall, sticking his thick member through the hole for her to have her way with it. She turned around and stooped below it, backing up into the door. The cool touch of the wooden door greeted Trixie’s admirable rump. Trixie brought her rear up the door, rubbing against the door as the cock laid along her backside. She shivered as she felt the cock’s entire length lay across her back.

“My….. what a generous patron we have tonight….. Trixie will happily oblige your great and powerful generosity with her indulgence of sensual rearplay.” She leaned forward and stuck her rear into the air, balancing her full body on her forelegs alone, almost like she was performing pushups with her body sticking straight up. Trixie spread her hindlegs and let her body drop slightly, concentrating on maintaining her balance, and walked backwards a bit more on her forelegs. She reached out with her magic and found the wall cock hanging below her stomach. Magically, she erected it, arcing it up like a giant meat hook. Trixie bit her lip as she did a split in the air and slowly let her body fall back down…

“Ohhh ffff-FUCK!!”

As Trixie gymnastically brought her body down with a thump on the door, the cock penetrating her sore pussy with absolutely no lubricant to ease the entry. She bit hard on her lip as her upper body fell to the floor, fighting the pain as her lower body stood with the huge dick in her pussy.

The cock held her lower body against the door as she laid her chest and face against the ground, forelegs pressed into the ground next to her head. Trixie spread her hindlegs once more, planting both of them against the door, hindlegs standing against the door. Her body arced like a banana against the door. She pushed her lower body away from the door with her backlegs, pulling the cock out of her slightly wet pussy. Trixie moaned into the carpet as she squatted again, pushing the dildo back in. She squatted, then lifted, over and over again against the door, letting the imaginary stallion take her in this extraordinary position as she rode him.

The dry cock pulled and spread her marehood wide, each fold successfully grabbing ahold of the cock as she rode it, making it rough for her to slide onto the hard dildo. Trixie kept wall-squatting on the cock as she grabbed the lube she dropped earlier next to her with her magic. She gasped and moaned into the carpet as she magically opened the bottle and poured it over her pussy and dildo. She stopped for a moment, leaving the hard cock halfway in her, and spread her ass. Trixie blushed as she stuck the bottle’s nozzle into her ass’s tight sphincter and squeezed lube right into her anus. She wiggled the bottle’s nozzle around in her butt, playing around with it before pulling it out and pouring more lube on her ass itself. Trixie pushed off from the door and stood up, pulling the dildo out of her pussy, halfway lubed. She magically lifted the cock again and backed into it, feeling the tip pressing against her tight lubed butt. Trixie gasped as she rammed the cock straight up her anus.

“Gahhh!! Trixie absolutely ADORES this patron’s generosity!!” she shrieked, the tip of the dildo hilted her rectum, coated in lube. Standing straight up with her ‘partner’ balls deep in her ass, she rocked back and forth on the dildo. Trixie failed to stifle her sexual growls of pleasure as she slammed her ass against the door.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

“Ohhh……. Mmmmph….. Yesss….. Take me…. Right in Trixie’s tight lubed ass!!”

Trixie rocked faster and faster, taking the full length of the 10-inch cock straight into said tight ass.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMPTHUMPTHUMP!!

“Ahhhh… Yesss! Yess!! Nyaaaahh…..ffff-fuck me, stallion!! Rut my ass like the horny fucking stallion you are!! Fill my lovely tight ass with your generous donations of hot cum!!”

THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP!!

Trixie reached in between her legs with one of her forehooves and started clopping herself as she screamed and moaned inside the hotel room, her plump rump beating against the door. She dripped with glee, feeling how tender she was in-between her legs as her ‘patron’ plowed her from behind. Trixie shrieked and squealed, looking up into the ceiling, just imaging the large stallion bearing over her as he had his way with Trixie’s plot. Completely ignoring the fact that she’s banging the door with unrestricted aggression, Trixie knelt on the carpet and arced her back onto the equipped stallion. Increasing her angle of attack, she rammed upwards into the door, pushing with all of her legs. She slammed into the door with passion, letting her tongue hang out and give into her inner most desires.

She levitated the lube bottle from the ground and inserted it into her already wet pussy, dripping warm pre-orgasmic fluid down her legs and stomach. She positioned the bottle’s nozzle just enough to penetrate her while she got butt-fucked by the cock on the door. Just good enough to entice her to feel as though she’s being taken by two ponies at on go. She rode the two soaking wet, dripping madly with sex and aggression, begging for more and deeper.

With a few more bangs on the door, Trixie rode her ‘patron’s’ cock in wide circles, moaning passionately. With all the lube pouring from her hindquarters, the thumps became loud and wet smacks against the door. Trixie was in her sexual bliss, zoned out to anything else. It was just her, her two faithful imaginary lovers, and…..

“I guess I won’t be needed tonight for Room Service right now, right? Miss Lulamoon?”

Trixie yelped and fell over onto her face, yanking the dildo off the door with her magic (yet, it was still in her ass). She dropped the lube bottle, quickly stood up straight and fought back another squeak of pleasure. Her ‘generous patron’ found its way all the way in her butt, completely engulfed by her still-throbbing sphincter. Trixie quickly threw aside the bottle of lube, shaking from her wild ride and sudden shock. She straightened up and faced the door, meekly opening it slightly. She poked her head out to find the hotel concierge standing in front of her door with a towel cart. He gave her a nervous look, standing behind the cart. She returned a sheepish grin.

“I-I do believe that…… Trixie is going to need some of….. those towels….” Trixie whimpered. The concierge stood very still, holding the cart in front of him. “Are… you okay in there, Miss Lulamoon? You don’t have any company over that is…… too rowdy? Sounded as though you may have needed somepony to help you….” he asked carefully, raising his head to try and peer into Trixie’s room.

“Nooo, nooo….. Trixie is alone and is currently in dire need of extra towels…… *squeak!*”. Trixie leaned forward and grabbed the cartful of towels, dragging it to her. The concierge reared up and planted his forelegs onto the cart, sweating nervously. “No!! I mean….. that is not necessary to take the whole cart, Miss…” he pulled the cart back. “I assure you that I can just give them to you as needed…”

Trixie winced and nodded quickly, breaking out in sweat. She raised a shaky hoof towards the towels and started snatching the piles of towels with her magic. “It’s-fine-I’ll-just-take-these-and-be-on-my-merry-way-back-into-the-room-and-deal-with-an-extremely-important-matter-to-Trixie-right-now!!” Trixie grabbed so many towels so quickly with magic that the concierge barely had enough time to grab one for himself. Trixie froze when he snatched one of towels from her mass stockpile, staring down at his exposed cock. She whimpered doggedly as he quickly covered himself from her prying eye, blushing furiously.

“I guess….. hearing all the noise coming from your room, I figured you might need the extras… it sounded like quite a performance..”

Trixie scrunched her face, darting her eyes around in a panic. “You heard me?! When Trixie was in private session?! Why didn’t you knock first to announce your presence to Trixie!!”

“I did knock….. many times, but you couldn’t hear me. You were banging on the door and screaming, so I thought…… that you might have been-“

Trixie quickly floated the towels into the room, sweating. “Never mind you, you weren’t supposed to of heard Trixie at the moment. Now, if you will excuse Trixie, Trixie must remove this huge ass cock from within Trixie’s tender and sore plot!” She rushed the concierge and shut the door quickly, before falling to the floor and letting out a sharp moan.

The concierge stood there in the hallway, absolutely astonished from what he heard coming from behind Trixie’s door earlier. He brought the cart earlier, but he just hung around the door, listening to Trixie getting hot with herself. And now, he stood there even longer, hiding his shame and erection in the middle of the hallway underneath a towel. He couldn’t of taken care of it in the hallway while Trixie’s moaning and screaming could of helped him get off, didn’t want to take the chance somepony would catch him jerking on the job. He grabbed the cart and wheeled it down the hall, trying to find the nearest closet while the memory of Trixie’s squeals of pleasure was fresh in his mind.

Trixie spread half of the towels underneath her lower body and laid down on them, panting heavily. She focused her magic as best she could, trying to grip the large cock inside of her anus. She covered her back with some towels and dabbed her forehead with another one, trying to clean herself up while she pulled the dildo out of her ass.

“Mmmmmm-nnnnnnghh-Nyaaah!!”

She pulled the 10-inch dick out of her ass with a long wet squelch. Trixie panted heavily but slowly, levitating the large cock back in her view. She laughed weakly as she wrapped a towel around it and cleaned it off.

“That’s…….quite enough…. For one night…. I can’t keep getting you stuck inside me….. like this too often. Trixie prides herself in having a tight ass and…..Trixie mustn’t ruin her beloved possession.”

After cleaning her toy, herself, and the door (which was splattered halfway down with sex and lube), Trixie limped her way back to the bed and flopped herself onto the sheets. The afternoon was still present, but Trixie was exhausted. She pulled the sheets over herself and her 10-inch companion, snuggled comfortably in her grasp. Trixie held the dildo close to her, rubbing its tip with her face.

“You performed extraordinarily for Trixie and she is forever grateful for you charity….but now, Trixie is exhausted and must catch up on her much needed beauty sleep. She has other performances to attend to, and a special one for our beloved Princess of Friendship….”

Trixie smiled deviously at the cock and yawns, resting into the pillows.

“….……but that will have to wait for another day…… goodnight, my beloved plot-plower…”