Steam

Aloe had already relayed the plan to Spike and Pipsqueak when they got out of their clothes and put on towel wraps; they would forego the dirtier procedures such as mud baths or facials, as those weren’t exactly mood setters. The sauna, hooficures, manicures, and gentle massages, however, were all fair game, but with a few extra twists.

Pipsqueak deeply enjoyed having Roxie knead his shoulders as he took in the heat of the wooden room. The steam filled his nostrils, making him feel beyond clean. Even so, an odd question grated on his mind. “So, you said you have to do this procedure before we get down to business?”

Vera was working on washing Spike’s tail. As she polished his spines, she replied, “Obviously. We have to have our customers all clean and comfortable, don’t we? This is a sanitary establishment, dudes.”

“Also, this way, you’re paying for the treatment,” Aloe added. She and Lotus are tending to the coals, adding small doses of water every few minutes. “What comes after, well, that’s just a little bonus. Ergo, it’s not solicitation.”

“Huh,” Spike said, leaning back and letting Vera touch his chest with a moist cloth. “I learned something new today.”

“Like they say, ‘the more you know.’ Thank Celestia, Lotus has a few years of law school under her belt,” Vera said while washing the dragon’s chest. She was loving the feeling of the drake’s tight muscles beneath his scales. The mare couldn’t wait to get to know his whole body. “Mmm, this is nice… You have no idea how hard it is to resist some of the sexier customers.”

“I know, right?” Aloe chirped. “I mean, you touch ‘em, you rub stuff all over ‘em, and you see ‘em half naked for at least an hour, but there’s nothing more than that. I mean, I have the capacity to resist, I’m not a slut. But one’s mind wanders, you know?”

“You hear that, Spike?” said Pipsqueak. “We’re doing these mares a favor!”

He received a light tap on the head from Roxie. “Oh, you.”

A laugh was shared between all of the occupants of the sauna before Lotus poured another dose of water on the coals, filling the room with a fresh plume of steam.

Spike and Pipsqueak were more or less pulled by Aloe and Lotus into the main room of the spa, where several massage tables awaited. That was nothing new to Spike, and not unexpected by Pipsqueak. What caught the latter’s attention was Vera and Roxie putting down a few loveseats.

“If the tables prove uncomfortable—” Roxie began.

“Then we can move the party onto something softer,” Vera concluded

Pipsqueak nodded, unable to come up with a better response than, “That’s… resourceful.” He looked around the room a bit more. Aside from the hot tub, which he assumed he and Spike wouldn’t have the luxury of taking a dip in before the pleasantries, he also noticed some lounging chairs and hoofrests.

“We’re nearing the best part, friends. Let’s move on to the hooficures, shall we?” Lotus proposed, gesturing towards the chairs with a bow. Aloe took both Spike and Pipsqueak’s hands and brought them over. They took their seats and propped up their legs.

Vera took a file to Pipsqueak’s relatively clean hooves. “My, you take good care of yourself. But I can make these hooves even more beautiful. You’ll see the difference between shiny and radiant by the time I’m done… Uh, Roxie?” She snapped her fingers and pointed to Spike’s wiggling toe claws. “Could you go to the cabinet and get the scale files for Dragon Boy? He’s a bit of a special case.”

“Hm, no doubt…” Roxie purred. “Though using the word ‘boy’ is a bit of an understatement, wouldn’t you say?”

“Oh.” Spike looked down. He smiled sheepishly when he saw a significant bulge in the cloth of his wrap. He considered his options; he could have either acted on a lesser dragon’s instinct and tried to cover it up, or he could have steered into the skid and acted causal about the reveal of his size. He decided to try the latter, crossing his arms behind his head and smirking. It seemed like it was a good call, since Roxie kept looking at his bulge every chance she got, even as she sorted through the cabinets.

Vera was also captivated by Spike’s erection, even as she worked diligently on Pipsqueak’s hooves. “I can see why Aloe and Lotus are so fond of you, dragon boy. Charming, confident, sweet…” She passed a glance up to Pipsqueak. “And you have good taste in friends.”

“Thank you.” Pipsqueak made a sitting bow.

Vera turned around. “Roxie, hon?”

“Yes?”

“Why don’t you take over on the twink and give me those?” The spunky mare took the small box out of Roxie’s hands and went back to Spike. As Roxie resumed on Pipsqueak’s hooves, Vera shaved a few dead scales from Spike’s toes. “Hm, Spike…”

“Yeah?” the dragon asked, sitting up. He rested his chin on his hands as he looked a Vera, who was gazing at him with lowered eyelids and a distinct blush.

“Have Aloe or Lotus ever done this for you?” She set the file down and took Spike’s foot in her hands, giving his heel a soft lick. “Because you have really clean feet.”

“Aloe and Lotus haven’t, but Sweetie Belle has, ah…” Spike leaned his head back. “And thank you. I scrub them whenever I take a shower.”

“What lotion do you use?”

“Peaches and cream.”

“Aaah, good choice. Now, if you’ll allow me...” Vera licked the flat of Spike’s big claw, then took it into her mouth. It was a bizarre sensation, not as sublime as a blowjob, but somehow a bit more intimate, and still pleasurable. Spike’s other claws kept flexing like crazy while Vera went to town. “Mmm, you have a nice texture.”

“And the award for most unusual dirty talk for this session goes to…” Pipsqueak snarked. “Keep at the shoulders, love. Those are usually sore after the fact.”

Aloe had her hands all over Pipsqueak. She did as he asked, kneading his shoulders and pressing in deep. “Wow. Vera has the muscles, but you’re stronger than you look,” he remarked.

“That isn’t strength, baby. It’s talent. These fingers can comb through even the thickest coats, and you’re pretty well-groomed. If Spike didn’t talk about you, and you didn’t have this,” Aloe deviated from Pip’s shoulders to fondle his pecs, “I would have mistaken you for a mare.”

Pip smirked, his blush hiding his pinto spots. “Yeah… You should see my schoolgirl uniform.”

Aloe sniggered as she returned to Pip’s shoulders. “Almost done here. I’ll have you on your back in a moment.”

“Shouldn’t I be saying that?”

Aloe laughed again. “Rascal! I can see why the dragon boy likes you.”

“He does look damn good in a tutu!” Spike hollered. He would have looked over at Pipsqueak, just to see if the little guy was enjoying himself, but he was distracted by Vera’s almost depraved ministrations on his feet. “Dang, girl, don’t make me all pruny.”

“Sorry.” Vera pulled away and wiped her saliva from her lips. She looked mildly embarrassed but no less enthusiastic. She got back into her sultry state, lowering her eyelids and crouching down before Spike. “So, what would you like me to do?”

“Actually, if it’s okay with you, I’d like Lotus to join in on this.” Spike gestured to the blue mare. She was looking through the cupboards. “Heyo!”

“Hm?” Lotus peeked away from the cupboard. She had a white bottle in each hand. “Sorry, got a little sidetracked…”

Spike leaned forward and had a look at the bottles. As would be the case with any spa product, they were decorated with pictures of flowers and leaves. “What is that? Lube?” he asked.

“Nah, just lotion. I figured we could make this event a bit more slippery.”

Spike raised his eyebrows twice, leaning back and clasping his claws together like a devious CEO. “I do like my mares slippery. So, why don’t we dispose of the dresses and have ourselves a good time?”

Lotus took up position next to Vera, setting the bottles aside. For a mare more conservative than Aloe, she could still wear a naughty face just fine, and her slim body was perfectly welcome next to Vera’s more defined figure. Both of the masseuses were crouched before him, legs spread and dresses loose, lust clear as day in their eyes.

Vera was the first to sit up and cross her arms across her waist, lifting her dress to reveal a pair of lacy, purple panties. She was slow at first, but after revealing her belly she quickly pulled the dress off, dropping it behind her and letting her bust hang out. The moist air made her plump breasts shine. She seemed quite shameless about showing herself off, especially to Spike.

Lotus was already making progress with her dress. Her simpler, humble white panties were already visible, as was her flat belly. Vera tugged on Lotus’ dress and had it off of her in a flash. Lotus’s arms snapped to her side as her small yet perky pair became exposed. She chuckled to herself. “If you took us up on this offer more often I wouldn’t be as nervous about it.”

“Well, let’s ease into it, then.” Spike patted his stomach, then beckoned to Lotus. She excitedly stood up and hopped into Spike’s chair, her knees planted on either side of him. She held his shoulders tight and kissed his cheek, then his lips. “There you go.” Spike graced one side of her head and nudged her forward, greeting her with his forked tongue and a draconic snarl as their mouths came together.

Vera pouted. She would have confessed disapproval towards Lotus getting Spike to herself, but she supposed she would be able to have her fun later, what with Spike’s insane stamina and all. She could at least appreciate his efforts to give them both equal treatment.

Still, Spike was very erect, and Lotus wasn’t obscuring the sight of his shaft. Vera smiled as she saw an opportunity. She grabbed one of the lotion bottles, specifically the lime scented one, and squirted a little of it on her hands. She hesitated for a moment, shrugged, then decided to try something new. She squirted some more above her cleavage, then crawled up to an occupied Spike.

Lotus’ breath was heavy and labored as she pulled away from Spike’s lips. “Goodness,” she said. “I’m feeling it now… My heart’s pounding.”

Spike could tell, seeing as he had one of his hands on Lotus’ chest. “Yeah, that’ll pass. You’ve gotten better at kissing, by the way.”

“Really…”

While Lotus and Spike were enacted in conversation, and a few more passionate kisses, Vera took the opportunity to show off some improvements of her own. She placed a finger at the base of Spike’s shaft, smiling slyly at the heat she could feel right away. While his length looked appetizing to behold, she knew a much more delicious destination for it to enjoy than her mouth. Squeezing both of her slick breasts with her hands, Vera touched the tip of Spike’s shaft to her cleavage, and with the help of the lotion his length easily slid right between them. Instantly Vera moaned at the endearing heat from Spike’s member, like she now held a fire close to her heart, though without burning her. To cool down, she blew on the tip, giggling at the throb she could feel between her tits.

“That comfy, Spike?” Vera asked, adding to her question with a small lick around the head of his dick. “Nice and warm right here, hmm?”

Spike took a break from sucking on Lotus’ neck to speak to the mare beneath him. “Vera, your breasts are the highlight of my week.”

“Hey!” he heard Pipsqueak shout.

“Oh, don’t take it personally, babe.”

Pipsqueak playfully frowned at Spike. He was too enraptured in Aloe and Roxie to be angry. He could have sat there all day, basking in their touches. They hadn’t even seen what was underneath his cloth, and he already felt like he was well on his way to a satisfying climax. For him, anyway. He wasn’t about to be a selfish lover. “So, you were saying about me on my back?”

Aloe drew her hands away from Pip. “Oh, yes. I know you’re going to just love this.”

“I’m already loving it. Can’t imagine it getting much better…” Pip snorted. “Okay, that’s a lie, I think I know where this is going.”

Roxie took Pip’s arms and drew him from his seat. As she looked him over, a sudden, naughty idea occurred to her. As Pip followed Aloe, Roxie grabbed ahold of his towel and gently pulled. The last thing she wanted was to trip him.

“Oh, hey…” Pip paused in mid-step, realizing that it was a little colder downstairs than it should have been. He quickly realized what had happened. He smiled at Roxie, placing a hand on his hip and posing for her. “You having a giggle there, mate?”

“I’m having many things,” Roxie said, blushing madly and covering her smile. “Very impressive, by the way.”

Pip wasn’t awfully big, not by any stretch of the imagination, but his erect cock was smooth, shapely, and quite attractive, sharing the same spots as the rest of his coat. He withdrew slightly, humbled by the compliment.

Aloe was much more enthusiastic about him being so suddenly exposed than he was. She tapped his shoulder, prompting him to turn around and get an eyeful of her naked body, as well as her buoyant, large breasts. Aloe easily dwarfed the other spa ponies. Pip would have complimented her, but whatever he wanted to say was lost when Roxie shoved him forward, his muzzle landing in Aloe’s cleavage.

“Oh Pip, you’re such an animal,” Aloe teased, holding a hand against the back of his head to keep him stationery. She could feel the heat rising in his cheeks against the skin of her cleavage.

“I’ll have to agree with that,” Roxie added. She leaned closer to his rock-hard member, which throbbed at just the merest touch. She held it firmly in her palm, then with an antagonizing slowness she let out a trail of spit at his helm. Roxie grinned deviously when she heard Pip’s muffled moan from between Aloe’s breasts. It quickly turned into a groan when Roxie covered his length in her saliva with a quick hand. She dadded with her tongue at his tip, swirling the taste of his precum in her lips before she took the rest of him in her mouth.

Aloe reached out with an eager hand and started to work the base of Pip’s shaft, now slick with Roxie’s spit. Roxie herself was busy focusing all her undivided attention on the upper part of Pip’s shaft, leaving the bottom for Aloe to enjoy. “My, my, I don’t think I’ve seen Roxie this excited about a client before,” Aloe said.

Pip couldn’t have answered if he wanted to. He was too busy suffocating in Aloe’s humongous breasts and enjoying every minute of it, while Roxie was turning her head left to right around Pip’s shaft as her tongue gave his tip the royalest of treatments. “Who’s the animal again?” he muttered to himself. “Hey, Spike?”

Whatever question he was going to ask had to wait. All Spike could reply with was a draconic growl. Steam billowed from his nostrils as he grinned at a sweating, open-mouthed Lotus. She rocked against him, her fur moist against his scales. Her marehood was trembling against his cock.

“I… I don’t get to do this often…” she gasped.

“Yeah, you do come across as a little, uh, lustful,” said Spike. He paused his train of thought as he accepted another kiss from her. “It’s hot, though. Do whatever you have to do.”

“You truly are a saint,” said Vera. Her breasts were still soaked in lotion. “Paying us for an impromptu orgy and putting our pleasure first?” She ran a hand along Spike’s chest as she stood next to him. “Show me a good time and I’ll just be a phone call away.”

“Cous! Let me have this,” Lotus pleaded, reaching over Spike and waving Vera off. “Wait your turn.”

“Fine…” Vera stuck her tongue out at Lotus. She walked around the seat, gracing Spike’s shoulders. She took in the sight of sweat becoming steam on his chest and forehead. “Dessert’s better when you have to wait for it anyway.”

With that in mind, Vera made her way to a supply closet and opened its doors, immediately licking her lips at the assortment of pleasantries inside. “So many choices,” she tutted to herself. Tapping a finger to her chin, her eyes scanned the treasures within. The entire closet was filled to the brim with every sex toy imaginable and then some, along with enough lube to fill a bathtub with. “Let’s see, what am I in the mood for today? Horse? No, no, too typical. Minotaur? Hmmm… nah, need to prepare for that. Hydra? I’ll… save you for later, actually.” She grinned, reaching in to claim her prize. “Ah, dragon! Fitting, actually.”

She glanced back to Lotus and Spike, both of whom were already at it the moment Vera had walked away. Spike’s strong, gentle claws were gripping Lotus’ ample behind, picking her up like his own personal prize. Lotus, on the other hand, had a prize of her own, although it was beneath her and growing bigger by the second. She was attempting to position the head of Spike’s cock to enter the warm embrace of her velvety lower lips. The two were having trouble on account of the fact they were so lip-locked and obsessed with sticking their tongues down each others’ throats Spike’s shaft kept on slipping.

“What a bunch of amateurs,” Vera said, rolling her eyes. She let the show go on, already grabbing a seat to have a front view enjoyment. She crossed her legs and whistled merrily, applying lube across the length of her dragon-cock toy, which was incredibly accurate to the real thing before her very eyes. “I don’t know how they got a model for this thing, but I wanna meet him…”

Finally, she loosened up her panties and let them drop to her hooves. She took a seat between the massage table and the chair, granting herself a clear view of both depraved yet oh-so-wonderful acts before her.

Lotus had finally hit her stride. She was a champion on top of Spike, seeming like she had finally left her inhibitions behind. She rolled her hips back and forth, her waist firmly planted against his waist, her legs hugging his, partially stuck to him from sweat and her own wetness.

Vera was beyond impressed. She wasn’t surprised at Roxie, having lived with her for most of her life, seeing her go through many coltfriends. Seeing Lotus let go of her professional demeanor made her even sexier than usual, and seeing Spike push up into her so effortlessly, making her moan with every thrust...

“Ooooooh, my…” Vera gasped. “Hello, old friend,” she said to her toy, letting it into her walls. She moved it back and forth, trying to move in rhythm with Spike and Lotus. It made the experience a bit more powerful, nothing like she could make herself feel with a closed door and some vanilla candles. She loved her toy very much.

When Lotus’ ride became a little monotonous, Vera had herself a look at Pipsqueak. Last she had checked, he was up to his eyeballs in Aloe’s breasts. Now he was on the massage table, sitting up, with both Aloe and Roxie sucking on his neck. He was hissing in sweet pain as they bit down on him.

Aloe, being herself, was particularly lusty, wearing a visible blush on her pink fur as Pipsqueak stole a kiss from her. She moved to Pip’s front and returned the kiss, giving him a helping of tongue. They swirled their tongues around each other, briefly, until Aloe broke away. She dragged her moistened mouth down Pips’s chest, leaving a trail of saliva-moistened fur. She didn’t stop until her chin touched his cock.

Roxie’s eyes focused on what Aloe was doing, and she smiled. “Awww, looks like she wants to get you all lubed up the natural way.” Her teeth snatched at Pip’s earlobe, her hot breath tickling his neck. “Can’t say I blame her. But since she’s preparing you, it’s only fair you prepare for me.”

Before Pip could argue or say another word, Roxie pushed him to lay flat on his back on the table, the suckling noises and tongue work from Aloe remaining uninterrupted. Before Pip knew it, Roxie stood above him, his eyes now wide with the sight of her soaking wet pussy. A few drops fell on his muzzle. He chuckled, partially out of disbelief, and licked those drops up. Roxie reached out with two fingers and opened up her lower lips so that her nether regions were fully exposed, the entire area red from lustful passion.

“You’ll be a gentlecolt, won’t you?” Roxie said. “Spike says you’re a wizard with your tongue.”

“I try. Let’s have a go at it.” Pip stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Roxie’s thighs. He was just short of getting a handful of her rump, but he took what he got. Her lower lips slowly descended to his mouth. He stuck his tongue out and took a small lick. That was enough for him to get into his comfort zone. He placed his lips against hers and started working his way inside.

He had to double his efforts to keep focus when he felt Aloe’s heat over his cock. He couldn’t see what was going on, on account that his face was submerged in Roxie’s sweet nethers, but he made a pretty good guess. Right now was when Aloe’s slowly submerged his shaft into her warm walls, his entire length tingly inside her. This was followed by a low moan from her, which was quick to turn a couple of tones higher on account of the fact she had lifted herself up only to be penetrated upon his shaft on the way back down. The smack of her ass against his balls made his spine quiver and shake, which in turn made Roxie giggle.

“Oooh, Spike wasn’t kidding! It’s like you have a snake for a tongue, the way you slither inside me...” Roxie remarked. She pulled her asscheeks out further, splaying them out so that Pip could lick more of her slit. Her attention shifted to Aloe, who was thoroughly enjoying her own personal ride atop Pip’s cock, her breasts jiggling with every bounce. “Although looks like Aloe has your anaconda.”

“Seriously, Rox?” Aloe took a pause from her ride to tie her hair up. “I keep telling you that dirty talk is gonna drive people away.”

“It hasn’t yeeeet,” Roxie said to a playful tune.

“I don’t really mind,” Pip said, his lips brushing against Roxie. “Kinda spurs me on when Spike does it. Keep going.”

Aloe looked away in thought. “Hm, well, in that case…” She rose up, leaving Pip’s erect dick soaked in her juices. She reached down and stroked him, palming his head every time she reached it. “Mmm, you like how this feels? You’re such a stallion, Pip... Your cock makes me shiver.” She let herself fall back down onto him, going slowly, letting out an exaggerated moan. “Mmmm…” She rolled and gyrated her hips. She made it look entirely effortless, the way her arms casually hung at her sides. It was like an emulation of a Saddle Arabian dancer. “Oooh, so deep… So warm…”

Pip was pushed into dangerous territory from hearing two sugary sweet accents praising his libido. After being touched, fondled, stroked and sucked many times over, he was ready to cum. “Almost there,” he gasped.

“Oh Aloe, who knew you could be such a naughty mare.” Roxie’s eyes glinted, and she reached out a hand to cup Aloe’s cheek. “Someone should really punish that sinful tongue of yours.”

Roxie leaned forward with Aloe in turn, and both mares met with eager lips pressed together. Their tongues wrestled and fought for dominance, although in the end it was Roxie who won. She grabbed ahold of Aloe’s head and pulled her in close, Roxie’s tongue swirling in Aloe’s mouth and exploring every crevice while they moaned in each others’ mouths. Aloe wasn’t about to give in, so she pinched both of Roxie’s breasts in both hands, giving them a squeeze each time she bounced on Pip’s shaft. Aloe could could feel Pip’s cock throb inside her, while Roxie felt him tongue practically leap out of his mouth to lick up every drop of her juices. Before too long, Pip couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“C-Cumming!” he shouted.

Aloe responded immediately. She rose up once and backed away. Both of her hands clasped around Pip’s cock. She only had to stroke him three times before he fired off with an adorable groan. His load came in rapid waves, splashing onto his chest and belly. His cock spasmed a few more times in the following seconds, and finally settled. With his orgasm having passed and Roxie having removed herself from his mouth, Pip could breathe again.

“He’s a virile one…” Roxie murmured, her finger trailing along Pip’s chest. She scooped up a glob of cum and licked it off her finger. She gave Pip a luscious look, then kneeled over him, her tongue lapping at his chest. “You don’t mind?” she asked after a swallow.

“Nah, go ahead. I like this,” he said, relaxing his head on his arms.

While Pip recovered from what he considered to be his biggest climax in months, Aloe joined in on Roxie’s little feast, cleaning almost every drop of cum from Pip’s body with only their tongues. When they reached the last drop, their tongues collided, segueing into a depraved kiss. Pip watched as their mouths opened and closed, with a coalesced glob of cum traveling between their mouths. Aloe took it in, swallowed, and let out a breath.

She casually strolled over to Pip, her hand playing with the flip of his mane. She kissed him on the forehead and lips. “Was our service to your satisfaction, young stallion?” she cooed.

Pip was still blushing. “Bloody hell, do you even need an answer?”

Roxie had taken a seat on the massage table. She lazily stroked Pipsqueak’s rehardening cock, her eyes still fixated on him. “You still have us for a while. What would you like to do next?”

“Think we could wait until that’s done?” Pip gestured over to Spike and Lotus, who were still enjoying each other’s affections in the chair. “I wouldn’t want to leave my best mate behind.”

“I’m cummimg, I’m cumming, oooh, I’m cumming!” Lotus shrieked, her tongue lazily hanging out of her mouth. She could barely hold onto Spike, her entire body awash in a sea of ecstasy that had no comparison. Spike’s meaty shaft thrusted in and out of her without relent, every pound of her pussy on his cock causing another moan to escape her mouth. Even if she couldn’t move her own body, Spike took care of all her movement, his firm grip on her ass directing her up and down his length, his hips bucking up in a blur.

“Lightweight!” Vera said. She stuck her tongue out, pushing her toy deeper into her walls. The floor beneath her was drenched from her sweat and juices, yet she wasn’t even halfway finished. A synthetic cock couldn’t beat the real thing, but she was thoroughly enjoying herself all the same. “C’mon, Lotus, is this how you treat the customer?”

Lotus couldn’t even bother to reply, so enwrapped in her bliss that no words could form in her mind. Her eyes moved to the back of her skull and a glob of drool trailed down her neck and breasts, but she didn’t even notice. Her entire world was just Spike, his magnificent cock, and the overwhelming feeling of pleasure inside of her that was fit to burst like a dam. And did it ever.

When Lotus came to a sudden stop, Spike’s arms had wrapped around her torso, clutching her tight. She eased back into a normal breathing cycle, sat up, and in just a few seconds, reclaimed a regal, professional aura. The only thing unprofessional about her was her nakedness, and that she still had a dragon’s cock inside of her. She amended that, getting off of Spike and standing up.

“That performance was... pleasantly surprising,” Spike gasped. He took Lotus’ hand and kissed it, causing her to smile. “You’ve always been fine with just getting a touch in every now and then, but I didn’t expect you to be so—”

“Good?” Lotus suggested.

“...I was gonna say amazing.”

Vera, who couldn’t bring herself to get off on sweet talk, removed her toy and set it aside. Her legs shook a little bit as she stood up. “Sweet Celestia, you are a proper gent.” She was at Spike’s side in a heartbeat, leaning on the chair as she gawked at his physique. She crossed his heart with her finger. “I cannot wait to lather you up in oil.”

“Oil?” Spike was broken out of his post-coital haze. “Let me guess… Saddle Arabian imported tēla kī māliśa, which doubles as one of the smoothest lubricants ever made? That sort of oil?”

“That sort of oil, yes sir.” Vera tapped Spike’s beak. She turned her attention to Lotus, giving her a brief kiss. “Sorry I got so impatient, cous.”

Lotus still hadn’t removed the blush from her face. “I can see why. Spike is an, mmm, admirable customer.”

“All the more reason you should share him. Go play with the limey for a little bit.”

“As you wish,” Lotus said with a respectful bow. She walked with formality, as if she had forgotten she was naked and dripping in the first place.

She swayed over to Pipsqueak, who was enveloped in the caresses and strokes of Aloe and Roxie. Even though he had lost his hardness after a hefty orgasm, he still vigorously enjoyed feeling their touch all over his body.

Lotus stood in front of Pipsqueak, leaning towards him with her hands on his knees. “What would you like to do, stranger?”

“Well, uh, actually…” Pip touched his chest. “I’m kinda still coated in spunk and saliva. I’m guessing this place has a shower?”

Lotus nodded. “Yes, and it only uses the most refined and distilled water, imported from Maretonia.” She spoke in a tone of both raunch and professionalism. “Would you like to see it?”

“Of course.” Pip got off of the massage table. He touched his hands to both Aloe and Roxie’s chests. “I’ll be right back, lovelies.”

Spike facepalmed. You’re so clueless, he complained internally.

Much to Spike’s gratitude (for Pip’s sake), Aloe intervened before the pinto boy could step out of the room. Hands on her hips and a saucy smirk on her muzzle, she stroked his long hair and said, “I hope you don’t mind a little company.”

Roxie wrapped her arms around Pip from behind, pressing up against him. “Besides, I think you owe me a turn.”

Pip, left at a slight loss for words, said the most intelligent thing he could think of at that exact moment. “Gah, okay…” He had a handsome smile on his mug, but his thoughts weren’t cooperating. It was hard to stay focused with three mares ushering him towards a wet and soapy orgy.

As for Spike, he was left with only one mare in the room. Vera was over by an exotically patterned mat, a bottle of oil in her hand, the other raising a beckoning finger to Spike.

Spike stood up and flared his wings out, bumping his chest and rolling his neck. “Ready for this?”

Vera clenched her fists and gestured to herself. “Come at me, bro.”

Spike tackled Vera, pinning her to the mat and smothering her in his heat.