Never Underestimate Trixie
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Never Underestimate Trixie
Aaah. Slipping into Princess Twilight's private hot tub had a marvelous way of melting the troubles and the stresses of my day away. And did I ever have stresses to melt! My hands had been more than full with running around all day to find a new friend, dealing with Twilight's constant stalking once I did, seeing that friend shot into a manticore's mouth, Twilight's endless lecture about missing important dinners with royalty... It had been one of those days and then some!
So when I had finally found a chance to get away from Twilight for a while and soak my troubles away, I'd taken it without hesitation. Throwing my clothes to the tiled floor with a burst of magic only took a moment, and then I was stepping into the hot water, feeling its embrace enveloping my naked skin. My feet flinched from the heat at first, then the delicious feeling of the water creeping up my calves replaced it as I stepped onto the submerged wooden bench. The water seemed to welcome me home as I stepped lower and let it rise up my thighs, and then came the special twinge as I sat down on the bench and it flowed across my ass and up my hips.
That was enough for now. I could relax for a while and acclimate to the hot water.
I leaned back against the edge of the tub and took a deep breath of the humid air. Tub... it was more like a shallow pool, really. Of all the wondrous accommodations Twilight's sprawling palace complex had brought into the world when it magically appeared, this spacious hot tub room was my favorite. Ever since I'd found it, I just couldn't help myself – one guilty pleasure in a life that seemed less and less sure these days.
The fact that it had become one of my favorite places to have the Princess's huge cock rut me silly had nothing to do with it. Nothing at all. I just came here to relax and get my fill of...
Oh my! How did my hand find its way to my cunny so soon? My hand had plunged below the water without me even thinking about it, slipped between my thighs, and... I sighed at the familiar feeling of my fingers rubbing circles over my clit. How did that happen? It's like my body had a mind of its own.
Not that I was complaining. A little 'me time' had become a staple of my relaxation, and Goddess knew I needed it. I just hadn't expected myself to start so soon.
As I progressed, rather than thinking about the alicorn who had been dominating my life – and every fuckable hole in my body – lately, I found my mind drifting to someone else: Trixie. That blue unicorn was just so confident, so assured in what she wanted. The way her forelock flipped down and curled in front of her face... I imagined her in that skin-tight leotard and cape she'd done her magic show in, and I let myself imagine that she wanted me. Trixie had tits to die for, almost as big as my own, and that bulge in the tight fabric around her crotch! I thought only alicorns had both sets of toys down there, but from looking at it – and how could I not look at it? – I could only imagine Trixie being every bit as well-endowed as Princess Twilight.
My fingers slipped inside myself, and I moaned, grabbing one of my tits and pressing it up to my chest. Maybe I had a weak spot for beautiful mares packing heat under their skirts, because the thought of that generous bulge wrapped in tight spandex was sending tingles all through me.
The sound of the door opening and someone coming into the room came from behind me. Damn it all, probably Twilight coming to lecture me some more. The thought of that was really killing my vibe, but I wasn't about to let her ruin this moment for me. If she didn't want to see me like this, she should have knocked!
“Hello, Starlight...”
That voice! It wasn't Twilight! I whipped my hands out of the water and propped my elbows on the rim of the tub, pretending to relax as if nothing at all had been happening. The voice sounded like... I turned my head, and confirmed it: “Trixie!”
She was standing there behind me, completely naked and holding in her hand one of the most jaw-droppingly impressive boners I had ever seen. How? How could she have that! With her other hand, she brushed her hair back. “Like what you see?”
“W-what are you doing here?” I stared at her, wide-eyed. Well, I guess I mostly stared at her huge cock.
“Why does anyone come to the hot tub? To relieve stress, of course.”
I couldn't take my eyes off of it, off of her. The tingling in my crotch was coming back now, and with no fingers to blame it on. “But how do you have a—”
“There is a reason Trixie is called 'Great and Powerful'.”
I bit my lip and gulped. All I could do was nod as Trixie stepped down into the water next to me. She grinned when she sat down next to me – I could swear I heard a separate little splash when her huge balls met the water. She sat close, very close, and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. The soft feeling of one of her tits brushed against my upper arm. Her cock was an obscene island, jutting out of the water above her lap all on its own. Good Goddess, it went almost high enough to poke between her tits!
“So...” Trixie leaned toward me. “Are you not impressed?”
I was trembling a little, and it was hard to breathe. Why was I having such a hard time controlling myself? Why was I letting her act like this? We'd just met this morning! And yet, I couldn't keep myself from staring at that magnificent blue cock, its smoothly stretched skin, the way it bobbed slightly in the ripples, the way Trixie's balls looked even bigger when the water floated them upward a little.
Trixie reached her other hand across and stroked my thigh, making that tingling feeling flare up again. “You've been staring at me ever since you saw me in my showgirl outfit.” She didn't wait for me to deny it, how could I? “Go on ... touch it.”
My hand moved before I could even think, but I stopped it halfway between us. Could I do this? Would Twilight be mad? Did I really want to be the kind of woman who gives a handjob to someone I just met?
She grabbed my forearm and gently moved my hand until it rested against the thick curve of her shaft. “There. That wasn't so hard, was it?”
“It is pretty hard,” I said, earning a giggle from Trixie. Her laughter made her cock shake up and down; I grabbed it.
“Does it feel better than Twilight's?”
I couldn't answer, my mouth just hung open. My other hand had found its way between my legs again somehow. But that cock! The heft of it, the way my fingers couldn't even close across its round contours... It made my hand look so tiny! Trixie's cushy tit rested on the inside of my elbow as I experimented with stroking a little, running my fingers up and down the warm flesh, even warmer than the water of the tub.
Finally, my mouth felt like it could work again. “H-how did you know about Twilight?”
Trixie huffed and tossed her hair with a flick of her neck. “Please. If she's trying to hide it, she needs to be a lot more careful about the length of her skirts.” She leaned in closer, whispering into my ear, “Come on, tell me. Does it feel nicer than Twilight's? Tell me about hers.”
That line of conversation was making me way too uncomfortable. I had to distract her somehow. Of course, I had the perfect distraction right there in my hand. I started stroking Trixie's cock more in earnest now, reveling in the way my fingers rippled over the bulging curves here and there, moving my hand up until I cupped my palm over her tip, then down again until my hand dipped into the water.
Trixie moaned and nibbled at my ear, but she still wouldn't let it go. “Are Twilight's balls this big? How do hers taste?”
Where did she get the idea that I knew Twilight's taste? Of course I did, but... Ugh, why did she have to keep talking about Twilight, anyway? The last thing I wanted to think about right now was her. I needed something better to distract Trixie with, and this water wasn't working very good as lube anyway. My hand wandered past the soft flesh of her sheath, I could trace my fingers across the swollen orbs of her balls. It would have taken both hands if I wanted to hold them.
Leaning over to reach her balls brought me closer, tantalizingly closer. Trixie's flattened tip bobbed just inches from my face, even with my arm outstretched. When I rubbed my hand upward again, I didn't pull away. Hers was nicer than Twilight's – or was it just newer? – not that I would ever tell Trixie that. It was so huge and warm in my hand, so ... substantial and solid it took my breath away. I licked my lips without realizing I was doing it.
I felt Trixie's hand move from my shoulder to the back of my neck, and that's when I realized what was about to happen. I didn't want to want it... but I did want it. All I could think about was the feeling of that warm, stiff flesh and how it would feel resting against my tongue. I was already imagining Trixie's delicious moans of pleasure.
Was I the one who leaned over a little more, or did Trixie pull me down to it? I don't think either of us could tell, but my lips ended up kissing the wide tip of Trixie's cock. I could feel the supple pressure, as if it had a will of its own and longed to get inside my mouth. My lips spread a little, letting my tongue come out and taste the hot flesh, the slightly-salty little dribble of pre-cum. Unable to restrain myself anymore, not wanting to restrain myself anymore, I opened my mouth and took her inside.
I'd done this many times with Twilight after that first time when I'd earned her forgiveness, but this was special. There was just something about Trixie's pulsing need that made me aware of every detail. I could feel every little contour and texture of her cock, the slight ridge between the tip and the shaft as it slid across my tongue, the way it swelled to seemingly fill every last bit of the space inside my mouth, the eager drool of pre-cum dribbling down my throat... I dipped lower, taking her in deeper. I wished I could go all the way down, wished I could kiss my lips against the hot water her cock jutted out from, but I had never been good with my throat – too much gag reflex. I could only stare at how much of her gently curving length I was missing out on.
As I took my hand away from her balls to brace myself against her inner thigh, Trixie grabbed her own cock by the base and began stroking herself, using her other hand to bob my head up and down to her rhythm. She was using me like nothing but a fucktoy, my mouth was little better than a cloth for her to jerk off into ... so why was I enjoying it so much?
I let Trixie use me like I'd never give myself to Twilight. I took her deeper in my throat than I'd ever gone before, even when it made me gag. Was it Trixie's hand holding me down, or did I just want it that badly?
But the sound of Trixie's panting moans kept me going, that and the pulsing, twitching aliveness of her glorious cock. It was slick now with my own spit, but still warm and thick. My mouth was full of that flavor – the unmistakable flavor of cock, nothing in the world tasted quite like it. My nose filled with Trixie's tangy-sweet musk and her perfume like vanilla; my eyes were locked onto the rounded bulk of the shaft I still couldn't slide my lips over. Warm water caressed over my hanging tits every time I bobbed downward on her ladycock, as if the water itself was trying to join in.
When did my fingers wander to my pussy? I hadn't even noticed my free hand wandering down between my legs, but there it was, purely by instinct. When had I gotten so wet? My cunny was feeling far too slick to be explained by the water I'd now lifted it out of while trying to get a better angle for going down on my new lover. None of that mattered. I embraced it as wholeheartedly as my mouth was embracing Trixie's smooth upper shaft. My fingers wandered further, slipping inside, teasing me with the fullness I craved. I only now realized just how much I wanted something, anything inside me.
My too-eager pussy twitched around my fingers and buzzed through my whole body, but it wasn't enough, it wasn't nearly enough.
Trixie seemed to sense that – somehow, she knew what I wanted. She grabbed my mane roughly and pulled me up off of her cock, leaving me gasping. Was I gasping because I was short of breath ... or gasping for more of that wonderful feeling of having her warmth in my mouth? Trixie tilted my head and made me look her in the eyes. “You want Trixie's great and powerful cock, don't you?”
I tore myself away from her grip and leaned over the edge of the tub. My soggy tail lifted high, lewdly presenting my lust-soaked pussy to her, offering myself, begging for her to just give it to me.
With a view like that, how could she refuse? Trixie grabbed my hips and pulled.
I felt it, finally I felt it! A huge, warm pressure pushed against my slit. Was this really happening? It was both too gratifying and too horrible to be true ... and yet, the feeling of my pussy lips gladly spreading open, the feeling of the immutable warm hardness pressing against them – how could that not be real?
Trixie slipped herself into me slowly, letting me feel every bit of it, the firm ring around her tip, the way she stretched my cunny wide to accommodate her massive girth. I could feel every inch of her thick shaft as it slowly slid into my greedy depths.
And still there was more! What I thought might have been the end of her was only her medial ring. She shoved herself into me slowly and relentlessly, never giving me the slightest break, always stretching me just a little bit more. Her cock thickened toward the base and became veiny – I could feel every contour as it stretched my entrance just a little wider. I never made it even close to her sheath before she bottomed out inside me, making me yelp when she found the limit of how far I could stretch inside.
We stopped like that for a moment, barely moving at all. I could feel the warm round bulge, the base of Trixie's huge cock, pressing between the cheeks of my ass. Twilight was as big, or nearly ... so why did I feel like I'd never been filled like this before? I considered myself an experienced mare, after all, so why was I looking back at her with my tongue hanging out like a love-drunk filly? Why was I...? With a pitiful moan, I climaxed and mashed my tits against the floor as I collapsed, just from the incredible feeling of fullness, of being stuffed to the brim with Trixie's impossible cock.
When Trixie began fucking me in earnest, she was not gentle. One hand grasped around the base of my tail and the other around the curve of my thigh. She slammed into me mercilessly, making our tits bounce in unison. Every savage thrust smashed her thick, solid tip against my innermost depth, mercilessly pummeling my pussy into wet quivering submission.
I couldn't help myself – I lost control and orgasmed again and again as she pounded into me, barely recovering from one before another came. With every ferocious thrust, I tried to give in a little, moving away a bit to save myself. But Trixie followed me, plowing me across the smooth floor as I begged for mercy and begged for more. My whole body became nothing but a receptacle for sex, my ass lifting up as my tits dragged across the warm tile, my pussy eagerly taking everything Trixie had to offer. I couldn't breathe and I didn't want to – I'd never been fucked like this in all my life!
If I thought I was out of control before, I completely lost it when Trixie's broad flare swelled up deep inside me. She slowed her pace, but pushed into me harder and harder, straining to get as deep as she could. Her hands clenched tight around my tail, into the soft flesh of my thigh. “You fucking love Trixie's great and powerful cock, don't you?”
I moaned in agreement. For that glorious moment, it was my whole world.
“Tell me you want more of it!”
My whole body spasmed back and forth, and I cried out as another orgasm exploded through me. “Aaah!”
Trixie's thrusts were getting shorter, jerkier, and a fresh wave of heat flushed into me from the skin of her cock. “Tell me it's better than Twilight's!”
“Uh-huh!”
“Say it!” She slapped my ass, making it jiggle around her shaft.
I was a quivering mess, but I managed to spit it out, “It's better than Twilight! Mmm! It's so much better!”
At the sound of those words, Trixie yanked her cock out of me and burst into a torrential climax.
Trixie came and came, resting the warm curve of her cock against my gaping entrance as she shot stream after stream, showering me with her cum. I couldn’t help it – I loved the feeling of her pulsing between the soft lips of my pussy, the warm and heavy drops that fell and stuck to my back. She just didn't stop; her prodigious load kept coming and coming. My only foolish wish, my only desire in the heat of the moment, was to wish she had left it inside. Since neither of us had cast a protection spell, it would have been monumentally stupid, but by this point my desires were far more carnal and short-sighted. As it was, I reveled in her pulsing heat and the sticky drops raining down on me.
Finally, Trixie's orgasm did fade. Her pulses grew weaker and further between. Instead of spraying a fountain of cum high above me, the last few spurts poured hot and wet over my arched back. Trixie slapped my ass again for good measure, then she rose up, standing on shaking legs above me.
I collapsed prone onto the now-sticky floor, heedless of the puddle of cum I was flopping myself into. There was just nothing left of me, no energy left to so much as roll over into the tub. I had never been so thoroughly fucked – so used – not even by Twilight herself. And I loved it! Then again, I was still conscious, which was more than I could say after a few of Twilight's more memorable sessions. But maybe that was just because there hadn't been any anal or any magical enhancements.
But then came the sound of the door sliding open again. I glanced over, but saw it wasn't Trixie leaving. No, it was Twilight Sparkle coming in!
Trixie, her mare meat swinging and dripping as she went, walked toward the door. She didn't seem to even notice Twilight – she was too focused on the trembling wreck she'd made of me. “Once again, the Great and Powerful Trixie has laid waste to a beautiful mare. Was there ever any doubt?” She almost walked straight into Twilight before she noticed the angry alicorn in her way.
All I could manage was to lift a hand and bleat a halfhearted greeting to Twilight. Not that she was paying any real attention to me anyway.
“How dare you!” Twilight shouted in Trixie's face. “How do you even have the sheer gall to come into my palace and fuck my protege without so much as telling me?” Her massive erection stood at full mast in front of her, raging at Trixie with its sheer force of presence.
But Trixie, for all that hers now drooped wetly toward the floor, had nothing to be ashamed of. She rested a hand on the wall and grinned down at me. “Well, Starlight certainly didn't complain.”
“How do you even have that?” Twilight pointed at Trixie's cock. “Only alicorns can have both sets of genitals!”
Trixie's grin only grew more smug. “Or maybe also the highest-level unicorns.”
I knew that Twilight's huge purple cock had been meant for me, that she had intended to do exactly what Trixie just did. And I knew I would probably catch hell later for disappointing her. Thankfully, though, that punishment was likely to come in the form of something long, hot, and purple. I probably wouldn't mind.
Twilight's hands balled into fists. “You have no right to come into my palace and act this way!”
“I'm here on Starlight's invitation.” That wasn't quite true of Trixie, but I had no energy left to object. “And in fact, she made sure to mention that Trixie's great and powerful cock was far superior to her mentor's...”
I raised one finger to object. It was all I could do.
But Twilight objected far more loudly, “You filthy selfish egotist! I'll teach you what happens when you come between a princess and her protege!”
Twilight reached out in a flash and grabbed the back of Trixie's neck. With her hidden earth-pony strength, she pulled Trixie's head down toward the tip of the purple cock bobbing impatiently between them. “If you've worn out my protege, somebody is going to have to take care of this.”
Trixie squealed in protest, but somehow, it didn't sound very sincere. Her knees buckled easily, leaving her kneeling in front of the Princess.
Twilight slapped her cock heavily against Trixie's cheek.“You're next, Starlight,” she said.
I could only hope. Maybe if I recovered fast enough, I could get both of them at the same time...
Trixie's halfhearted protests cut off when her mouth was suddenly filled with Twilight's cock. I didn't fail to notice one of Trixie's hands tracing its way up Twilight's inner thigh and lovingly cupping those enormous purple balls. The showmare was bobbing up and down in an awfully enthusiastic way for supposedly being forced. And she... My eyes opened wide as her mouth opened wider and every last bit of Twilight's length slipped down into Trixie's throat. It didn't seem to bother Trixie at all; she moaned with pleasure around the girth of Twilight's sheath.
Okay, now that was making me jealous!
