Tantric Zebra Massage

"What a piece of junk!"

Applejack and Rainbow Dash were standing in front of a rather dilapidated house in Ponyville. Located on one of the side streets, it had faded, peeling paint, a ragged roof (from which squirrels and other tiny mammals were darting in and out happily. Rainbow Dash noticed a few nesting birds, as well), broken window shutters, weeds crawling up the walls, and nearly non-existent fencing. The lawn was unkempt.

"Hey! It may not look like much, matey, but it's got it where it counts."

A tall Zebra female strode over to them. She was wearing a modest-looking red, black, and green shawl that concealed her body entirely, and a black facial veil. She had arrestingly bright bluish-green eyes.

"I think she heard you, Applejack," Dash said, accusingly.

"Who the hay says matey? Are you out of your apple-buckin' mind?" Applejack protested, looking at this latest apparition in disgust.

The Zebra female put her hands on her hips. "Yeah, I say matey. You got a problem with that, matey? Say, you ain't prejudiced, are ya?"

"Nah, she learned her lesson after the last Zebra moved in," Rainbow Dash quipped. She began to giggle.

The Zebra mare began to laugh as well. "Y'all are hilarious. We should chill sometime. I got some videogames. We could watch some anime too. You like anime?"

"I saw Spike watching it once. There were lots of fillies and skirts and explosions," Dash said.

"That sounds about right," the Zebra mare admitted.

"Only not right now. Twi wanted us to help her with something, and....uh....she said it was important," Applejack said.

Rainbow Dash turned and stared at her. "No, she didn't.....OW!"

Applejack grinned nervously and tried to pretend she hadn't just stepped on Dash's hoof.

The Zebra mare was ignoring all of this and seemed to be staring intently into a cloud.

Dash angrily bent down and rubbed her hoof. "Watch where you're putting those things."

"Yeah, she looks like she could kick a wall down," the Zebra mare said.

"She very likely could!" Dash stood up, and brushed her knees off. "My name's Rainbow Dash. This is Applejack. She runs the Sweet Apple Acres farm nearby."

"Oh, yeah, I passed by there a few times," Alsvid said, nodding slowly. "I'm called Alsvid."

"Whaddya y'all do here?" Applejack said, suspiciously.

"I'm a bodywork specialist. Here, take my card. Here, here, here. Take it." Alsvid descended on Applejack, pushing a business card into her unwilling hands.

"I don't go for all that fancy froo-froo massage stuff much, sugarcube," Applejack said. "Y'all might have better luck with Rarity. Heck, she practically lives at the Ponyville spa."

Alsvid put an an exaggeratedly shocked look. "Oh, but you simply MUST let me perform some bodywork therapy on you, Miss...um....what was your name again?"

"Applejack! My name is Applejack! What is wrong with you?!" Applejack squealed, in a decidedly frustrated tone.

"Right, right. Sorry, matey, my memory is kind of bad. I'm really bad with remembering names." Alsvid waved a hand at her in a non-committal fashion. "It'll take me a few tries before I can commit that to memory."

Alsvid had a warm, rich, lightly accented voice - she sounded like a Northern Equestrian, but used slang terms that were more specific to Manehattan's inner cities. Her eyes sparkled madly, and she seemed intensely energetic. She calmly stared right into Applejack and Dash's eyes when addressing them.

She smelled of sandalwood incense, soap, and a perfume with hints of wood and moss. Her fingernails were carefully manicured and short, which lent credence to her declaration of being a bodywork specialist.

Her aggressively friendly demeanor was a little unsettling, and Rainbow Dash began to feel that Applejack was not entirely incorrect in being nervous. Still, Alsvid seemed cordial enough.

"It sounds nice. I don't like having my hooves touched, though," Dash said, apologetically.

"Hmmmm? Oh, no, no, no. Not at all. It's quite unlike that. I'm very unlikely to touch your hooves, actually. You won't get this experience at the Ponyville Spa, unless they've started hiring Zebras, and even then, they'd have to be from the right locale."

Alsvid smirked under her veil, and sidled over to Applejack in a conspiratorial fashion. "Hey, I hope they haven't started doing that, right? It'd be awful if more Zebras came. Once you invite one of them, then all of them start moving in, and there goes the neighborhood, am I right? Eh? Eh?" Alsvid roared with laughter, and nudged Applejack in her side. Rainbow Dash took one look at the befuddled and annoyed look on Applejack's face, and burst into laughter as well.

"That's a good one! You're too much, Alsvid."

"Yeah, you got that right, sugarcube," Applejack growled irritably.

Alsvid wiped tears of laughter from her eyes, and tried to act normal. "Ahem! Yes, I have some very loyal clients already, due to the unique nature of my massages."

"Hey, that's what Applebloom was telling me, y'all."

"What'd she say?" Dash said.

"Lemme see..." Applejack rubbed her chin, thoughtfully. "Oh, yeah. She was with her Cutie Mark friends and all that, and they were walking around here when they heard loud noises from somewhere around here. Kinda like a moaning sound. They thought it was ghosts 'n' stuff. Then Mrs. Cake came out with this silly smile on her face. That's what Applebloom said, anyway. She doesn't want Mr. Cake to know about this place, it looks like. She always sneaks away real quick and takes a side street to get back to her place."

"Who's Applebloom?" Alsvid said.

"My baby sister," Applejack explained. "You'll meet her eventually. She looooooves Zebras."

"Wow! That's a hell of a statement to make, right there." Alsvid chuckled appreciatively. "Whoo, boy. That's....that's a hell of a thing to say. That could really be taken out of context in a really unfortunate manner."

Applejack frowned at Alsvid. "The hay are you even talking about?"

"You'll find out," Alsvid said, smiling cryptically. "Particularly if you bump into a group of big, muscular Zebra stallions and they...whoah. Are you blushing? Hey, Miss Rainbow mane, or whatever your name is, I think she's blushing! Holy crap!"

"Rainbow Dash. And, yeah, she's totally blushing." Dash smiled smugly.

Applejack turned and left in a huff. Rainbow Dash sighed. "I'd better go get her. Nice talkin' to ya, Alsvid. I'll drop by another time or something."

Alsvid went back inside of her living room, threw herself on the couch, and picked up the controller to her Haybox. Leo, the rugged, muscular male Human, was already there, having been interrupted in the midst of playing splitscreen Neigh-Lo 2 with her.

"Who was that?"

Alsvid picked up her vaporizer. "Aw, it was nothing. Just some of the local girls."

"What did they want?" Leo glanced over his shoulder. "Do they wanna hang out?"

"Nah, they said they had shit to do or something like that, I dunno."

"So, what do you wanna do?"

Alsvid shrugged. "I dunno, what do you wanna do?"

She hit her vape, exhaling streams of white fog.

"It's still pretty early. I wanted to get something to eat. Ow," Leo muttered. He tossed his controller on the couch and rubbed the small of his back.

Alsvid grinned wickedly. "Hey, listen. Before we go, you want me to rub you down real quick? Get the knots out of those muscles?" She nudged him with her shoulder, taking his forearm into her hand, and giving it a gentle squeeze.

Leo shrugged. "Yeah, all right."

Alsvid let go of Leo's forearm, and clapped her hands together. "Great! Go take your t-shirt and jeans off, and get on the massage table over there. I'll go get my oils."

"Should I shower first?"

Alsvid stuck out her tongue, and winked. "Nah. Afterward. Besides, I love the smell of a hard-bodied, studly man like yourself." She gave him a quick hug, then bounced off the couch and strode into the bedroom.

"What are you up to, now?" Leo said, at Alsvid's retreating back, narrowing his eyes in pretended suspicion.

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When Alsvid re-entered the room, Leo was already naked and spread out, belly-down, upon her massage table.

"All set," she announced, cheerfully. She advanced upon Leo's naked body, and squeezed his shoulder muscles, before slowly running her hands down the curvature of his back. She let her warm, soft palms linger upon his bare skin for a while, before letting go.

The effervescent Zebra mare was wearing a tight blue tank-top, stretched to its maximum capacity around her gigantic black-and-white breasts, jutting out before her proudly.

Her naked belly was on display, showing the shallow curves of her abdominal muscles, and her narrow waist.

To complete her ensemble, she wore an extravagantly form-fitting pair of white yoga pants. They clung to the absurdly huge curves of her buttocks (or flanks, if you will). She was wearing nothing under that, so the stretchy fabric of the pants hugged the thick folds of her pussy.

She also wore a utility belt-like accessory, laden with many tiny bottles of oil.

Alsvid took one of these bottles out, and went to work on Leo's rock-hard, unyielding musculature. Her hands are strong, her grip firm, and she expertly manipulated Leo's bones and joints, working tiny pops and cracks out of them.

Leo gave a low grunt of pleasure and stretched out luxuriously under Alsvid's hands. "Hmmmf. You're pretty good at this."

"I told you," Alsvid said, grinning wickedly.

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Some time later, Leo's body was glistening with oil, and he looked more relaxed, his limbs draped loosely upon the table, as he lay upon his back. "Great. Can we eat, now?"

"Yep. There's just one more thing..."

"Mm? Yeah? And what's that...?" Leo asked carelessly, eyes closed.

Alsvid placed her fore-finger on the underside of Leo's cock, as it lay like a obese, rapacious serpent, coiling up the ridges of his abdominal muscle. She traced a line up his thick, veiny shaft slowly, reaching the thin bridge of skin at the base of his juicy pink glans.

Leo's eyes snapped open, and he drew in a surprised breath, his pectoral muscles expanding. "What are you doing?"

"You're semi-erect already."

"Oh. Do you usually touch your clients there, Alsvid?"

"Mmmmmmmm....sometimes," Alsvid answered, teasingly. "Some of them are repeat customers specifically because I touch them there. They seem to like it. And so do you, apparently," she added, as Leo's cock swelled and thickened under her fingertip.

She could feel his pulse increasing in speed under her fingertip, his succulent, engorged member steadily growing and hardening, pushing back against her finger as it strove to rise from his belly.

Alsvid took out one of her bottles of oil, and sprayed it upon the tumescent pink head of Leo's cock. "Time to massage the hardness out of this guy, here," she quipped, giving Leo's member a squeeze between her thumb and forefinger, causing him to gasp, his hips rising, back arching slightly. His cock surged between her hands, the swollen pink head thrusting upward at her face.

Alsvid gazed raptly at his engorged glans for a moment, her lips parting, a thin line of drool forming upon her lower lip. Her nipples were rock-hard, pushing out under the fabric of her tank top lewdly, her pants a darker colour around her puffy pussy lips from the moisture gathering there.

She tore herself from her reverie, and looked at Leo's face with a mock-frown. "No! Bad Leo! You can't fuck my hand until I'm done with your massage." She pinched the head of his cock gently, eliciting another low moan from him, and then let go.

Leo panted slightly, his chest rising and falling with each urgent breath. His member twitched, arching over his belly, and then falling back upon it with a wet smack. Precum began to drool from the slit at the tip of his glans, rolling down his member in thin, clear, slimy rivulets.

Alsvid placed both hands (she really needed to, given the sheer size of Leo's cock) upon Leo's warm, soft balls, squeezing them gently with her fingers, kneading the delicate spheres with great care, as she slowly drew her hands upward, following the arch of his rigid cock upwards, feeling him twitch and throb beneath her fingers, listening to his deep, sensuous breaths.

She leaned over him a little further, letting him gaze down at her enormous breasts, the tops of her black-and-white striped spheres fully visible.

Leo feverishly gazed down at Alsvid's abundant cleavage. It has exactly the effect she wanted; Alsvid felt his cock surge and swell even more under her expertly stroking hands, and a tiny string of precum squirted from his twitching glans, spattering her fingers.

Alsvid grinned, rubbing Leo's fertile, heavy balls with one hand, the other slithering up his cock, circling his glans, forcing a low gasp out of him, and then traveling up his belly to his pectorals. She swirled her fingers around his nipple, gave it a firm tweak. He arched his back slightly, baring his teeth in a low hiss of pleasure.

She let go, and grasped his rock-hard, veiny shaft in both hands, one underneath the other, his tumescent cockhead proudly thrusting up above both of her hands, visibly pulsating.

"You look like you're going to cum any minute now."

"I might, is that a problem?" Leo grunted, through clenched teeth.

"No. I'm going to stop you, though."

"Ha! I'd like to see you try."

"I will!"

And Alsvid began pumping her fists up and down the length of Leo's glistening, well-oiled member.

Leo groaned gutturally within his throat. "Oh, shit! Ohhhhh....fuck....that's....that's very good...oh!" His hips rose, his back arching, his muscles tensing involuntarily. He began to pant harder, sweat popping out along his forehead, his pectoral and abdominal muscles rising and falling.

Alsvid gave him a mischievous grin. "Told you so. I'm stuck with another repeat client now, I think. I'm going to make you cum so hard you'll hit the ceiling," she teased.

"I....nnnnngh...I wouldn't be surprised by anything at this point," Leo groaned, gripping the table with his powerful hands.

Alsvid continued to pump his cock between her tightly clenched fists, feeling every bulging vein pulsating against her palms. His cock felt like a live creature squirming in her grasp, throbbing and twitching and drooling eagerly.

She changed her grasp: gripping the lower shaft and base of his cock with her left hand, Alsvid began twisting her right hand around the head of Leo's cock as though she were trying to unscrew a bottle-cap, pulling her hand upwards so that the head of his cock slid downwards through her palms and fingers.

Leo shivered beneath her, panting for breath. He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling an intense pressure at the root of his cock, just behind his balls. "Unnnngh..." He rolled his hips, his immense thigh muscles bulging as his legs shook.

More precum squirted out into Alsvid's hands. She, too, was breathing hard. "You should see what happens with some of my female clients. They gush so hard, the whole floor under the table gets wet. I remember one of them actually..."

"Don't tell me," Leo growled. "You...you're going to make me cum if you do..."

Alsvid snorted. "Fat chance of that. Here."

And she pinched the base of his cock with her left hand. Leo, who had been preparing to unleash his load all over Alsvid's face, breasts (and probably her stomach and arms and hands, he felt, from the inexorable pressure building in his crotch) gave a sharp grunt, feeling his urethral tube being pressed shut.

The pressure of the cum churning within his body built to an almost painful level, but it had nowhere to go. She had effectively halted his orgasm...for the moment, buying herself a few more minutes of time.

"Alsvid, you fucking bitch," Leo said mildly, settling back on the table and trying to catch his breath. "How did you do that?"

Alsvid giggled. "Secret Zebra technique. I know how to keep my female clients from coming, too. If I'm in a mood for it, I don't let them cum for an hour or more. They love it."

She continued pumping his cock with both hands, up and down the swollen, rock-hard shaft, squeezing him with her fingers and thumbs firmly, teasingly letting her broad thumb-pad caress the slit at the tip of his cock, causing him to shudder and grunt.

"Oooof...oh, fuck..."

Alsvid quirked an eyebrow at him. "Feel like you're gonna cum again?"

"Yeah...."

"Good." Alsvid ran her hands over his thighs, his belly, his pectoral muscles, leaving him to gasp and tense up as his naked cock swayed back and forth, lunging skyward, his hips rising. "You're so excited, you're trying to fuck the air."

"I want to fuck -you-," Leo growled, through clenched teeth.

"Soon," Alsvid said, teasingly, squeezing his quads with her hands. She traced her way up his thighs to his belly, and kneaded his abdominal muscles, then she teasingly drew her fingers in a slow circle around his penis, near enough for him to feel the warmth of her flesh against his sensitive glans.

Alsvid took out her bottle, drizzling a drop or two of massage oil upon the proudly swollen, throbbing head of his cock, then began rubbing it into the bulbous pink head with her fingertips.

Leo grunted sharply, rolling his hips, thrusting his tumescent member into her fingertips. Alsvid felt him pulsating against the pads of her fingers, his slick cock-tip nuzzling and rubbing her palms. His veins were as hard as ropes under the rigid flesh of his cock, throbbing in time with his heart rate.

She began to massage the tip of his cock with her thumb-pads, rolling them in small circles along the pink helmeted head of his member, as he groaned and panted with delayed lust, his belly muscles quivering with each agonized breath.

"Oooooooh...! Ungh..." Leo ground his jaws together, sweat pouring down his temples.

Alsvid let go of the head of his cock, and began pumping her fists up and down his shaft yet again, as he moaned and arched his back. He actually began fucking her fists, his hips bucking back and forth, as he gripped the table needfully.

Suddenly, he let out a guttural growl, his hips shooting upward; Alsvid let out a little surprised cry as his cock swelled from root to tip, his balls tightening against his body, his eyes squeezing shut tightly as multicolored stars burst against the darkness of his eyelids.

A thick rope of hot, creamy white cum exploded upwards from his jerking, twitching member, the underside bulging outward as each wad of cum shot up his urethral tube.

Alsvid watched in mute shock as his cum flew upwards in a long, luxurious white stream, splattering all over her face with a wet, audible 'smack'. Lines of thick cum drizzled all over her muzzle and lips, rolling down her cheeks and chin in large white drops, some falling on the floor with moist 'splacks'. The smell of cum made her dizzy. She inhaled deeply, half-lidding her eyes, nostrils flaring.

Leo panted and groaned and shook with pleasure, his cock flexing and bending as his kegel muscles tensed, squirting out another prodigious load of cum, this one shooting straight at Alsvid's breasts. She drew in a surprised breath as the rope of cum spewed all over her exposed tits, pooling in her cleavage, rolling down the massive black-and-white striped orbs in rivulets of white.

His cock expanded and squirted yet another cum-rope; it flew through the air and splattered all over Alsvid's stomach. Drops of cum slid down her abdominal muscles, some falling on her tight yoga pants.

At length, Leo's orgasm subsided, and he limply dropped back upon the table, breathing hard, trying to catch his breath. "Haaaah....ah....mmmmf."

"Better?" Alsvid let go of his member, letting it fall back upon his belly in semi-erect bliss.

"A lot."

"Well, let's go take a shower."