The New Spaby Misty-FlyChaptersPrologue: Farewell to the oldThe CarriageFixer-UpperPrologue: Farewell to the oldAloe lay back on the bench of what had once been the steam room of the Ponyville Spa, passing her joint to Lotus with a languid movement as she stared upward at the hole in the ceiling. Her sister took it from her and turned her head slightly, catching sight of Aloe exhaling the cloud she’d been trying to hold in her lungs for the last twenty seconds. As Lotus took the joint between her lips she caught a good view of her sister’s breasts below the fabric of her tank top. She knew she should be focusing on the hole and the ruins that surrounded them but something was alluring about “sister-tits” (as she called them) that seemed to draw her attention. “We were always going to outgrow this place,” Aloe said, eyes still focused on the wreckage above them. “It might have happened a fair bit sooner than we’d hoped but it IS now time that we make our exit.” Lotus exhaled, examining the teeny stub of nothing that remained of the joint. They got their supply from Zecora in exchange for massages and other treatments. The current batch was more potent than the usual fair and the sisters had paid for it with a… deeper massage than what most clients received. She flicked it into what had once been the drain before shifting herself onto her back, laying her head next to Aloe’s on the bench. Their bodies faced in opposite directions, each one with her feet pressing against a different wall. They shared a look and a smile. “This’ll be good for us” Lotus finally said. Aloe smiled, “it will change always has been. And Sombra’s invasion smashing up our spa might not be the change we wanted but it’s the change we’re getting.” Aloe glanced to yet another hole in the wall, this one still had a vine drooping limply through it. The damn thing had scared the hell out of their customers when he busted through the wall. “A new spa, away from Ponyville and any other town,” Lotus mused, “what we’ve always wanted. The privacy and seclusion to give our clients the care they need for a serene state of mind.” “Is that the only thing you’re hoping to gain from all that privacy and seclusion dearest sister?” Aloe asked, batting her eyelashes. Lotus slid her face closer to Aloe’s, her voice turning low and husky. “Are you suggesting I even have activities so illicit that they need to be hidden by that privacy and seclusion?” “I don’t know, I guess illicit depends on your point of view.” Aloe nudged herself forward until their lips finally met in a gentle kiss. Just the one. The holes in the building meant they no longer had the privacy they so often enjoyed after work hours. “I would view it as illicit” came a voice from nearby, “so would Lotus but I think that’s her favourite part of your little arrangement.” The spa sisters sat themselves up a little to look at the source of the voice, it was Rarity, standing in the battered doorway with her face plastered with a mildly disapproving look. Rarity had been one of their best customers for years, she’d supported them when they first opened up in Ponyville and her regular visits had endeared her greatly to the sisters. Only a few customers had indulged in the more private and high-end packages and only Rarity was aware of the relationship between Aloe and Lotus. “Not like you’ve complained about it in the past either,” Lotus said with a nonchalant sniff, sitting up and offering up a half smile to Rarity. “Loving the suit, very business.” “Yes well,” Rarity said, “companies do have a dress code. But I pull it off rather well, don’t you agree?” “I think the shorter-than-usual skirt is helping with that” Aloe cut in, sitting up and scooching next to her sister, draping an arm around her waist. “Probably have your high society friends eating out of the palm of your hand.” “That’s the point darling,” Lotus said, making use of her best Rarity impression, “to use my vivacious curves to seduce the dusty old men into giving me and my friends money for their new resort.” The sisters laughed and Rarity mocked up a stern face, “as if that’s not the business model the two of you have been using for the entire duration of your spa’s existence. Or were the tight fitting dresses you used as a uniform for another reason?” “We provide comfort” responded Aloe “in all forms to our guests.” “So how did it go?” when Lotus reentered the conversation her voice was more serious in tone, “did the investors go for it?” Rarity sighed, showing off rare frown lines across what was typically such a composed face. “Yes, it wasn’t simple to move up their timetable but they’ve agreed to accelerate their investments. The property will be purchased tomorrow. The two of you will need to move up there shortly to help direct the workers. Let them know where you want everything.” Aloe sprung up with a little more energy than she thought she had and pulled Rarity into a tight hug. “You’re a miracle worker!” She exclaimed, the high town of a squee rising to her voice as she kissed Rarity before turning to beam at Lotus. “Not just a spa, a whole resort. A place where everyone can go to get away from themselves. It’s-” “-it’s what we’ve always wanted” Lotus finished, standing up and joining her two friends in their embrace, first kissing her Rarity and then, notably for a longer time, her sister.” Rarity watched as Aloe and Lotus separated and one of those ever rare frowns rose up, “as much as I’ve come to enjoy your relationship, and the times I’ve briefly been a part of it, I must warn you that you cannot afford to be caught once we move into the new resort.” The sisters nodded, guests wouldn’t need to return home in between sessions at the resort, having their own bedrooms meant it increased the chances of the sisters being discovered during their evening rendezvous. They would need to be more stealthy. “It’s not just the guests” Rarity mused, running her hands up and down Aloe and Lotus’s backs, “it’s the investors. If they lose faith in the owners they very well might lose faith in the resort.” “Then we’ll just have to be extra careful” Lotus responded, leaning in and licking the tip of Rarity’s nose, “if anything it just makes it more fun.” And with that she took the fashionista’s lips in her own, kissing her deeply. Aloe, not wanting to be left out, slipped to the other side, standing behind Rarity and cupping her breasts and pressing her lips to Rarity’s neck. For a moment the three women stood in the remnants of the steam room like that, locked together as the sisters pleasured their dear friend and business partner. Aloe slid a hand down until her fingers curled around the hem of Rarity’s skirt, pulling it up and giving her access between her legs. Yes, Aloe could have just slide her hand down the top of the skirt but this seemed so much hotter in her mind as she ran her fingers over the fabric of Rarity’s panties, rubbing her friend through them. Rarity let out a whimpering sound and her hips twitched forward, and as they did Lotus responded, grinding her hips forward, a motion that pushed Rarity into Aloe. Very shortly the three of them were grinding their hips together, Rarity sandwiched in the middle. This might have gone on for longer but finally, Rarity had to step away from the two, a coy smile marking her expression. She had just warned them about taking risks in public to satisfy their sexual needs and they had so quickly overpowered her self-control. “Not now, not in public.” She winked, “but maybe come over tonight. I’ll give you both a going away present.” The CarriageAloe woke with a jolt as the carriage’s wheel collided with a large stone. Her body felt heavy and her mouth was dry and the lights outside were so damn bright. She shut her eyes tight and blindly reached out for a curtain to pull over the carriage windows. But before her hand could find any, another seemed to do it for her, drawing the carriage interior into mild darkness. Aloe opened her eyes slowly to see Lotus sitting opposite her, examining her nails and wearing a smug smile. “You drank too much this morning,” Lotus said. “Last night” Aloe rubbed her face, trying to bring back some form of sensation, “I drank too much last night.” Lotus shook her head, “you got in at 3 am, that was this morning.” “It doesn’t count as tomorrow until I’ve slept. As far as I’m concerned, 3 am was last night.” Lotus’s perfect poise broke for a moment as she regarded Aloe with a dry look. “Am I looking at my sister or Rarity right now?” Aloe murmured, “You been taking classes or something?” Lotus returned to examining her nails, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She paused and cast a discerning eye over Aloe, “you’re very talkative for someone with a hangover.” Aloe leaned forward, extending her fingers out so that they brushed against Lotus’s knees. “I’ll be right as rain in a moment. No one bounces back quite like me.” Lotus smiled, “it must be all the experience you have.” Aloe shifted, moving to sit next to her sister. “You know me” she rested her hands on Lotus’s leg, “All I really want are experiences. Of every kind.” Lotus's skin shuddered and prickled at Aloe’s touch. Aloe leaned her head on Lotus’s shoulder, taking her sister’s scent in deeply. “After all, that’s what lead me to you in the first place” her hand squeezed Lotus’s leg, “do you remember?” Lotus gave her a sly smile, spreading her legs, allowing her sister in. “It was the first time we visited a spa.” Aloe’s hand moved slowly over Lotus’s leg, fingers brushing the skin. “We were nineteen, naked and on the massage tables.” Aloe’s hand finally made its way under Lotus’s skirt, finding no panties there. Lotus winked, the sisters often went commando. Lotus let out a gentle moan as she felt the familiar touch of her sister’s fingers brushing against her lower lips. Through quiet whimpers, she continued the story. “The massage didn’t just relax you, it turned you on, the both of us. Those womens’ hands sliding over us like that, we imagined those strong fingers inside of us. Mmhm, yes, keep going.” ALoe’s fingers had begun to caress her clit, Lotus raised up a hand and gripped Aloe’s breasts through the fabric of her shirt, squeezing in rhythm with Aloe’s finger movements. “Right there, right there. Halfway through the massage, you moaned, the kind I’d hear from your room at night, and I turned my head to look at you, oooooh yes Aloe, just like that, oooh” she stopped talking to catch her breath through the quiet moan. “You were looking right at me, looking right at me and whimpering. I knew at that moment that you were thinking of me. You were thinking such filthy things about your dear sister.” Aloe kissed Lotus’s neck, her fingers sliding into Lotus at last. Lotus moaned again through gritted teeth as she tried not to let the carriage drive hear their lewd and sordid acts. Lotus took the hem of her sister’s shirt and pulled it up and over her breasts, no more than that, just in case. Lotus’s hands returned to Aloe’s breasts, this time punching at and playing with her nipples. “When the massage was over the masseuses left the room so that we could get dressed, hnnnhn, yessss, yessss. They, ahah, they left us alone, naked and horny.” “And dripping with oils,” Aloe’s lips broke away from Lotus’s neck and her fingers slowed their movements between her legs as her gaze lingered on her sister. The sisters breathed slowly as they locked eyes, Aloe shifting position until she was straddling Lotus, whose hands now rested on Aloe’s hips. Their breathing grew quick and they kissed, lips locking together and tongues reaching out to each other like old friends. Aloe removed her hands from Lotus’s skirt to remove her own shirt, having far less concern over being caught than her sister. Lotus tried to lodge a complaint but the objection was completely cut off when Aloe buried Lotus’s face in her tits. Lotus took a nipple in her mouth eagerly, complaint all but forgotten and Aloe tilted her head back, gasping. Lotus had slid her hand down below Aloe’s own skirt, her fingers massaging her clit. Aloe returned her fingers between Lotus’s legs, the sisters entering each other’s bodies. There was a jolt as the carriage hit a stone, and then another. They had entered the bumpy dirt road that led up to the resort’s entrance. “Rarity will be waiting there for us,” Lotus said, breaking her lips away from ALoe’s breasts. “We could always invite her to join us” Aloe responded. “I think” lotus squirmed as another bump brought new movement to their fingers, “that the carriage driver might notice a lesbian threesome in his carriage.” Aloe brought her lips to Lotus’s ear and whispered, “he can join in too” she sucked on Lotus’s lobe. Lotus moaned, “maybe next time.” With their destination promising an end to their lovemaking the sisters fell away from words, fingers buried in each other’s pussies and lips alternating between kissing necks, ears, each other and sucking on tongues. Their hips bucked and gyrated against each other’s fingers, helped by the bumps of the uneven dirt road below them. They neared orgasm, their bodies moving as a furry of twitching actions and frantic humping movements, desperate for that incestuous pleasure and orgasmic release. Aloe opened her mouth wide to moan and Lotus quickly dove in to kiss her, keeping her mostly silent. Lotus felt her sister moan deeply into her mouth. “Welcome to your destination ladies,” the carriage driver called as the vehicle came to a stop. Almost right away the door swung open to reveal Rarity. Her face turned a deep red as she saw the spa sisters tangled up together, half naked and almost at orgasm, fingers still inside each other. “Ladies, why did you unpack your luggage?”n Rarity said, loud enough for the driver to overhead, “I warned you that it would be a terrible idea.” Her voice turned hard as she looked over the two. Aloe winked. Rarity was made but the rise in her chest as her breathing intensified indicated her arousal. “May we” Aloe began “finish packing?” Rarity shook her head, the motion firm and half furious, “no you may not.” The sisters groaned, falling away from each other. They both had been so close to orgasm only to have it snatched away by Rarity. Aloe went searching for her shirt whilst Lotus spritzed the carriage with perfume, head bent down low. Rarity climbed inside and hissed, “this is the last time you do this in public. You could cost us everything.” Aloe noticed that Rarity’s eyes had mostly been fixed on her, “why are you just looking at me?” Rarity gave her a blank stare, “because I know you. Obviously, it was you who instigated this.” She turned away from Aloe and looked Lotus once over. “You look lovely today,” Rarity said, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the lips, before sliding out of the carriage with grace beyond even the two spa sisters. “Come on now ladies, your resort awaits you. Tonight, after the tour, then we may celebrate.” Fixer-Upper“It might be some time before we’re done fixing things up here but as you can see we’ve been hard at work.” Wrenchjack, the man in charge of the resort’s renovations waved a proud hand at his crew hard at work. He had led Aloe, Lotus and Rarity up the stairs at the entrance onto a podium that revealed their new property spread out below them. It definitely wasn’t small. Stretching out around the sides in a ring were the buildings and in the centre were a series of courtyards, divided by small walls and some hidden by dark glass ceilings. Wrenchjack pointed down at those, “as you requested, we fitted many of the courtyards with one-way glass so that your guests might maintain their privacy once inside without losing the view of the lovely sky.” “That makes four courtyards for the… naturalists” Rarity began, “and four courtyards for those who wish to keep their clothes on.” Crews were working across all of the buildings and courtyards, Rarity had apparently employed a small army to get the resort ready and they seemed to be making good time judging by the smile on her face as she surveyed the scene. Lotus drew closer to her and took in her scent as they watched. Rarity smelled better than any pony she knew, she smelled cleaner than any pony she knew. Before the resort opened, Lotus was going to have to coax that secret out of her, one way or another. “Come down this way,” Wrenchjack said, leading them to another set of stairs that went down to the right. “Your rooms are ready...Well, habitable.” “Why the distinction?” Aloe asked, walking in close step with the strongly built construction worker. “They’re waterproofed, got electricity and such but they’re not furnished. You could live in them but they don’t really scream ‘fancy resort for fancy ponies’ at the moment.” “Oh, I’m not quite so fancy as all that” Aloe said, running a hand down the side of his arm. Lotus rolled her eyes at the movement. After their carriage interruption, both sisters were still aching for some kind of release. Rarity had burst in on them at the edge of orgasm. But whilst Lotus was willing to wait, albeit rubbing her legs together every other moment, for the end of the day it seemed that Aloe was planning on dealing with her itch sooner. As they walked down the hallway, Lotus focused away from her sister to the rooms that she was passing. In them, she occasionally saw construction teams at work, covered in sweat and dust like the rooms they were restoring. “How long was this campus abandoned before you bought it up, Rarity?” Lotus asked. “Oh, a few years. That’s why we got it for such an excellent price. Yes, I know it has some… character to it at the moment but before you know it the whole building will sparkle and shine with such serenity that you will forget all about its current state.” Suddenly there was a cracking sound in the ceiling above them and the whole building seemed to groan. Wrenchjack pulled Aloe out of the way as the ceiling collapsed where they had just been standing, leaving them unharmed but absolutely covered in dust, with Lotus and Rarity watching from the distance. Rarity stepped back quick, avoiding getting too much dust on her heels and Lotus folded her arms, cocking her brow. Rarity’s head almost shrank back into her shoulders, “it’s a bit of a fixer-upper.” Wrenchjack stood up, helping the dust-covered Aloe to her feet. Aloe frantically attempted to pat off the dust from her clothes and body but that only served to dirty her hands. She frowned and Wrenchjack snickered, “well you could be one of us right now.” Aloe half scowled and for a moment Lotus thought she might be ready to lose her temper, but something seemed to flicker in her eyes and her body language shifted. The tension in her shoulders released and her face softened from the scowl into a pout, complete with lower lip poking out. She leaned forward, pressing herself against Wrenchjack and running a hand down his chest. “Thank you for saving me,” there was a pause as her eyes flicked over to Lotus and Rarity, giving them both a wink, before returning her attention to Wrenchjack, “but I’m such a mess. I should really try to get some of this dust off.” She pushed herself off and away from Wrenchjack and sauntered into one of the incomplete guest rooms, her hips slowly swaying from left to right and her hand running down her side. She paused in the doorway and peeked over her shoulder, “oh Wrenchjack, would you give me a hand?” The construction worker stumbled into the room after Aloe, and Lotus let out a heavy sigh. She leaned against one of the walls and rubbed her forehead with her thumb. Rarity stood next to her, arms crossed and her own scowl beginning to form. “Could she at the very least wait until the tour is over before riding our guide’s-” she paused. Lotus looked up, regarding Rarity with a hint of surprise in her eyes. “Were you about to say ‘our guide’s cock?’ Because that’s not very ladylike.” Rarity turned beet red and half-faced away from Lotus, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one up. After a moment she leaned against the wall next to Lotus, blowing smoke and leaning her head back. “I’m concerned about your Private Package,” Rarity said. “We already told you, it’s our best package,” Lotus replied cooly, taking the cigarette from Rarity’s hands and taking a drag on it herself. Rarity looked at her. “In a town like Ponyville, you could get away with sleeping with your clients. Ponies are very accepting there. But with a Spa… a relaxation resort such as this?” Rarity shook her head. “The package might give the wrong impression to investors.” Lotus handed back the cigarette and rolled her head to face Rarity, “You know I’m not gonna back down on this. Aloe sure as hell won’t.” Rarity’s eyes narrowed. “That’s because she’s-” Lotus cut her off, “Mind your words.” Rarity’s lips thinned. “I like you Lotus, Aloe too-ish. And I had my fair share of fun, with you individually and together. But things are different now, the stakes are higher.” Lotus took Rarity’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be alright, just relax for now. We’ve got the campus, the public isn’t due for a while, we’re not ready to open. Once the workers leave for the night the three of us have the whole property to ourselves. We’ll work something out.” Rarity remained silent, though the hardness of her eyes finally began to vanish. Lotus leaned in and kissed her, the contact of their lips slow and gentle. Kissing Rarity wasn’t like kissing Aloe, where it was an act of defiance and passion, born out of knowing their relationship was immoral. With Rarity it was tender. Inside the small room just nearby them Aloe was dusting herself down whilst Wrenchjack stood aimlessly looking around. For a moment Aloe almost ordered him on top of her, but she restrained herself. She had her dignity. And so she ceased patting herself down and instead straightened and rested her hands along the sides of her legs, running them up and down slowly. “Wrenchjack, would you be a dear and help me with something?” The construction worker straightened up and cocked a brow at her. Aloe pointed at her dusty, messy clothes. “My outfit is just so messy, would you be a dear and help me dust it down?” She turned around, facing her back toward him, she gestured toward it. “I just simply cannot reach back there.” She heard Wrencjack approaching slowly, as though he was still working out what her intentions were. She rolled her eyes, thankful that he couldn’t see her doing so. Finally, she felt the touch of his hands on the back of her dressed, slowly trying to brush off the dust from her outfit. “Yes, that’s it,” she said, her voice calm. “But I think there might be more a bit lower.” Impatient, she put emphasis on giving her rear a little shake. It must have worked because his large, rough hands slid down her back to her skirt and slowly he began to rub and pat down her ass. She hummed to herself and smiled, “there you go, did you find the dust?” “I think so,” Wrenchjack responded, “but I should check closer, just to be sure.” She heard the sound of him crouching down and she shifted her pose so as to spread her legs more. “Best that you be thorough!” Sure enough a moment later her skirt was lifted up, being slid over her hips, revealing her bare, pantiless pussy to the world. She let out a sly smile and leaned her head back, pressing her hands against the nearby table to brace herself as the touch of Wrenchjack’s tongue slid across her lower lips. She sighed, a pleasured sound as his tongue returned for a second rounding, this time slipping between her lips, catching the wetness from inside her and carrying it away. “You’re going to need a reward for being so helpful, very soon.” This comment was rewarded with another long lick, and Wrenchjack’s hands taking a firm grip of her ass cheeks, squeezing and playing with them. She lowered one of her hands down to her clit and began rubbing it, stimulating herself alongside Wrenchjack’s efforts enough to bring out a long, whimpering moan. Outside the room, the moan reached the ears of Rarity and Lotus, whose kiss only grew deeper at the pleasured sounds. Lotus pressed her friend against the wall, pinning her wrists to the wall as their lips locked in a deeper connection. Their tongues slipped against each other with practised ease and they soon fell into a familiar rhythm. After a moment of this, Rarity pulled both of her hands down from the wall, Lotus resisting at first and then releasing her. Rarity smiled into the kiss, barely breaking the contact as she pulled Lotus’ shirt up and over her breasts. Lotus, breaking the kiss, turned her attention to Rarity’s button-up formal shirt, which she very quickly unbuttoned and parted, revealing her lace black bra. Rarity winked, undoing the clasp and pulling the bra away, dropping it to the floor, before stepping into Lotus and kissing her again. They pressed together, hands roaming each other’s bodies and slowly sliding downward. In the room, Aloe was lying on the table, legs in the air and pussy lips spread as Wrenchjack entered her. His meat filled her insides, pumping pleasure into her with each thrust of his powerful hips. He reached down and took rough hold of her tits, squeezing and pulling at them as he ravaged the masseuse. Over her own moans she could hear the noise from outside, she could hear the sounds of her sister and Rarity at it again. So much for Rarity’s beloved propriety. Well, if the game really was on then she was going to play. “Give me everything! Don’t hold back, baby!” she cried out, sitting up so that she could set her hands on Wrenchjack’s shoulders. Their eyes met and in each other’s eyes, they both saw the lust of fucking a near-total stranger. Aloe’s hips rocked against the press of Wrenchjack’s massive cock, taking each inch of it inside herself, pushing it deeper and deeper and moaning louder every time. She reached down a hand and squeezed one of her nipples as hard as she possibly could, crying out. Outside Rarity and Lotus had their fingers buried deep inside each other’s pussies. Their heads were resting on each other’s shoulders and sweat was beginning to drip as their fingers flew in and out of each other. They whimpered and moaned and called out, turned on even further whenever they heard Aloe’s own pleasured cries. Lotus, still desperately turned on from her unfinished lovemaking with Aloe earlier, and Rarity, turned on from the rules she was breaking in that moment, felt their orgasms rushing in earlier than expected. Their bodies shuddered and they both howled into each other’s mouths, tongues connecting one final time as they came together. Aloe dug her nails into Wrenchjack’s shoulders as she cried out, “fill me! Cum in me! Come on, give me that big cock, give me everything it’s got! Fuck me, I’m so close!” Wrenchjack took rough hold of her shoulders and flipped her over, pulling her down from the top of the table back to leaning on it. The movement was harsh, she scraped her knees and banged her elbow, but the pain only brought on extra pleasure as Aloe fell deep into the sensation of being used so thoroughly and completely as a fucktoy and nothing more. She near screamed as Wrenchjack took her from behind, his cock plunging in and out of her at a blinding pace until, finally, he released his load into her, his cum filling her up, the sensation of which was finally enough to bring her over the edge. The surge of pleasure shunted the orgasm across her body until finally, throat hoarse and pussy well used, she collapsed onto the desk and smiled. Rarity stepped back into the room, her shirt still hanging open and her tits in the open air. Aloe turned her head to look at the seamstress and Lotus behind her. “Shall we continue with the tour?” Author's Note It's been a long ass time but I'm back! And I've got a long list of new stories and chapters I want to add so hopefully more regular uploads from now on.
Prologue: Farewell to the oldAloe lay back on the bench of what had once been the steam room of the Ponyville Spa, passing her joint to Lotus with a languid movement as she stared upward at the hole in the ceiling. Her sister took it from her and turned her head slightly, catching sight of Aloe exhaling the cloud she’d been trying to hold in her lungs for the last twenty seconds. As Lotus took the joint between her lips she caught a good view of her sister’s breasts below the fabric of her tank top. She knew she should be focusing on the hole and the ruins that surrounded them but something was alluring about “sister-tits” (as she called them) that seemed to draw her attention. “We were always going to outgrow this place,” Aloe said, eyes still focused on the wreckage above them. “It might have happened a fair bit sooner than we’d hoped but it IS now time that we make our exit.” Lotus exhaled, examining the teeny stub of nothing that remained of the joint. They got their supply from Zecora in exchange for massages and other treatments. The current batch was more potent than the usual fair and the sisters had paid for it with a… deeper massage than what most clients received. She flicked it into what had once been the drain before shifting herself onto her back, laying her head next to Aloe’s on the bench. Their bodies faced in opposite directions, each one with her feet pressing against a different wall. They shared a look and a smile. “This’ll be good for us” Lotus finally said. Aloe smiled, “it will change always has been. And Sombra’s invasion smashing up our spa might not be the change we wanted but it’s the change we’re getting.” Aloe glanced to yet another hole in the wall, this one still had a vine drooping limply through it. The damn thing had scared the hell out of their customers when he busted through the wall. “A new spa, away from Ponyville and any other town,” Lotus mused, “what we’ve always wanted. The privacy and seclusion to give our clients the care they need for a serene state of mind.” “Is that the only thing you’re hoping to gain from all that privacy and seclusion dearest sister?” Aloe asked, batting her eyelashes. Lotus slid her face closer to Aloe’s, her voice turning low and husky. “Are you suggesting I even have activities so illicit that they need to be hidden by that privacy and seclusion?” “I don’t know, I guess illicit depends on your point of view.” Aloe nudged herself forward until their lips finally met in a gentle kiss. Just the one. The holes in the building meant they no longer had the privacy they so often enjoyed after work hours. “I would view it as illicit” came a voice from nearby, “so would Lotus but I think that’s her favourite part of your little arrangement.” The spa sisters sat themselves up a little to look at the source of the voice, it was Rarity, standing in the battered doorway with her face plastered with a mildly disapproving look. Rarity had been one of their best customers for years, she’d supported them when they first opened up in Ponyville and her regular visits had endeared her greatly to the sisters. Only a few customers had indulged in the more private and high-end packages and only Rarity was aware of the relationship between Aloe and Lotus. “Not like you’ve complained about it in the past either,” Lotus said with a nonchalant sniff, sitting up and offering up a half smile to Rarity. “Loving the suit, very business.” “Yes well,” Rarity said, “companies do have a dress code. But I pull it off rather well, don’t you agree?” “I think the shorter-than-usual skirt is helping with that” Aloe cut in, sitting up and scooching next to her sister, draping an arm around her waist. “Probably have your high society friends eating out of the palm of your hand.” “That’s the point darling,” Lotus said, making use of her best Rarity impression, “to use my vivacious curves to seduce the dusty old men into giving me and my friends money for their new resort.” The sisters laughed and Rarity mocked up a stern face, “as if that’s not the business model the two of you have been using for the entire duration of your spa’s existence. Or were the tight fitting dresses you used as a uniform for another reason?” “We provide comfort” responded Aloe “in all forms to our guests.” “So how did it go?” when Lotus reentered the conversation her voice was more serious in tone, “did the investors go for it?” Rarity sighed, showing off rare frown lines across what was typically such a composed face. “Yes, it wasn’t simple to move up their timetable but they’ve agreed to accelerate their investments. The property will be purchased tomorrow. The two of you will need to move up there shortly to help direct the workers. Let them know where you want everything.” Aloe sprung up with a little more energy than she thought she had and pulled Rarity into a tight hug. “You’re a miracle worker!” She exclaimed, the high town of a squee rising to her voice as she kissed Rarity before turning to beam at Lotus. “Not just a spa, a whole resort. A place where everyone can go to get away from themselves. It’s-” “-it’s what we’ve always wanted” Lotus finished, standing up and joining her two friends in their embrace, first kissing her Rarity and then, notably for a longer time, her sister.” Rarity watched as Aloe and Lotus separated and one of those ever rare frowns rose up, “as much as I’ve come to enjoy your relationship, and the times I’ve briefly been a part of it, I must warn you that you cannot afford to be caught once we move into the new resort.” The sisters nodded, guests wouldn’t need to return home in between sessions at the resort, having their own bedrooms meant it increased the chances of the sisters being discovered during their evening rendezvous. They would need to be more stealthy. “It’s not just the guests” Rarity mused, running her hands up and down Aloe and Lotus’s backs, “it’s the investors. If they lose faith in the owners they very well might lose faith in the resort.” “Then we’ll just have to be extra careful” Lotus responded, leaning in and licking the tip of Rarity’s nose, “if anything it just makes it more fun.” And with that she took the fashionista’s lips in her own, kissing her deeply. Aloe, not wanting to be left out, slipped to the other side, standing behind Rarity and cupping her breasts and pressing her lips to Rarity’s neck. For a moment the three women stood in the remnants of the steam room like that, locked together as the sisters pleasured their dear friend and business partner. Aloe slid a hand down until her fingers curled around the hem of Rarity’s skirt, pulling it up and giving her access between her legs. Yes, Aloe could have just slide her hand down the top of the skirt but this seemed so much hotter in her mind as she ran her fingers over the fabric of Rarity’s panties, rubbing her friend through them. Rarity let out a whimpering sound and her hips twitched forward, and as they did Lotus responded, grinding her hips forward, a motion that pushed Rarity into Aloe. Very shortly the three of them were grinding their hips together, Rarity sandwiched in the middle. This might have gone on for longer but finally, Rarity had to step away from the two, a coy smile marking her expression. She had just warned them about taking risks in public to satisfy their sexual needs and they had so quickly overpowered her self-control. “Not now, not in public.” She winked, “but maybe come over tonight. I’ll give you both a going away present.”
The CarriageAloe woke with a jolt as the carriage’s wheel collided with a large stone. Her body felt heavy and her mouth was dry and the lights outside were so damn bright. She shut her eyes tight and blindly reached out for a curtain to pull over the carriage windows. But before her hand could find any, another seemed to do it for her, drawing the carriage interior into mild darkness. Aloe opened her eyes slowly to see Lotus sitting opposite her, examining her nails and wearing a smug smile. “You drank too much this morning,” Lotus said. “Last night” Aloe rubbed her face, trying to bring back some form of sensation, “I drank too much last night.” Lotus shook her head, “you got in at 3 am, that was this morning.” “It doesn’t count as tomorrow until I’ve slept. As far as I’m concerned, 3 am was last night.” Lotus’s perfect poise broke for a moment as she regarded Aloe with a dry look. “Am I looking at my sister or Rarity right now?” Aloe murmured, “You been taking classes or something?” Lotus returned to examining her nails, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She paused and cast a discerning eye over Aloe, “you’re very talkative for someone with a hangover.” Aloe leaned forward, extending her fingers out so that they brushed against Lotus’s knees. “I’ll be right as rain in a moment. No one bounces back quite like me.” Lotus smiled, “it must be all the experience you have.” Aloe shifted, moving to sit next to her sister. “You know me” she rested her hands on Lotus’s leg, “All I really want are experiences. Of every kind.” Lotus's skin shuddered and prickled at Aloe’s touch. Aloe leaned her head on Lotus’s shoulder, taking her sister’s scent in deeply. “After all, that’s what lead me to you in the first place” her hand squeezed Lotus’s leg, “do you remember?” Lotus gave her a sly smile, spreading her legs, allowing her sister in. “It was the first time we visited a spa.” Aloe’s hand moved slowly over Lotus’s leg, fingers brushing the skin. “We were nineteen, naked and on the massage tables.” Aloe’s hand finally made its way under Lotus’s skirt, finding no panties there. Lotus winked, the sisters often went commando. Lotus let out a gentle moan as she felt the familiar touch of her sister’s fingers brushing against her lower lips. Through quiet whimpers, she continued the story. “The massage didn’t just relax you, it turned you on, the both of us. Those womens’ hands sliding over us like that, we imagined those strong fingers inside of us. Mmhm, yes, keep going.” ALoe’s fingers had begun to caress her clit, Lotus raised up a hand and gripped Aloe’s breasts through the fabric of her shirt, squeezing in rhythm with Aloe’s finger movements. “Right there, right there. Halfway through the massage, you moaned, the kind I’d hear from your room at night, and I turned my head to look at you, oooooh yes Aloe, just like that, oooh” she stopped talking to catch her breath through the quiet moan. “You were looking right at me, looking right at me and whimpering. I knew at that moment that you were thinking of me. You were thinking such filthy things about your dear sister.” Aloe kissed Lotus’s neck, her fingers sliding into Lotus at last. Lotus moaned again through gritted teeth as she tried not to let the carriage drive hear their lewd and sordid acts. Lotus took the hem of her sister’s shirt and pulled it up and over her breasts, no more than that, just in case. Lotus’s hands returned to Aloe’s breasts, this time punching at and playing with her nipples. “When the massage was over the masseuses left the room so that we could get dressed, hnnnhn, yessss, yessss. They, ahah, they left us alone, naked and horny.” “And dripping with oils,” Aloe’s lips broke away from Lotus’s neck and her fingers slowed their movements between her legs as her gaze lingered on her sister. The sisters breathed slowly as they locked eyes, Aloe shifting position until she was straddling Lotus, whose hands now rested on Aloe’s hips. Their breathing grew quick and they kissed, lips locking together and tongues reaching out to each other like old friends. Aloe removed her hands from Lotus’s skirt to remove her own shirt, having far less concern over being caught than her sister. Lotus tried to lodge a complaint but the objection was completely cut off when Aloe buried Lotus’s face in her tits. Lotus took a nipple in her mouth eagerly, complaint all but forgotten and Aloe tilted her head back, gasping. Lotus had slid her hand down below Aloe’s own skirt, her fingers massaging her clit. Aloe returned her fingers between Lotus’s legs, the sisters entering each other’s bodies. There was a jolt as the carriage hit a stone, and then another. They had entered the bumpy dirt road that led up to the resort’s entrance. “Rarity will be waiting there for us,” Lotus said, breaking her lips away from ALoe’s breasts. “We could always invite her to join us” Aloe responded. “I think” lotus squirmed as another bump brought new movement to their fingers, “that the carriage driver might notice a lesbian threesome in his carriage.” Aloe brought her lips to Lotus’s ear and whispered, “he can join in too” she sucked on Lotus’s lobe. Lotus moaned, “maybe next time.” With their destination promising an end to their lovemaking the sisters fell away from words, fingers buried in each other’s pussies and lips alternating between kissing necks, ears, each other and sucking on tongues. Their hips bucked and gyrated against each other’s fingers, helped by the bumps of the uneven dirt road below them. They neared orgasm, their bodies moving as a furry of twitching actions and frantic humping movements, desperate for that incestuous pleasure and orgasmic release. Aloe opened her mouth wide to moan and Lotus quickly dove in to kiss her, keeping her mostly silent. Lotus felt her sister moan deeply into her mouth. “Welcome to your destination ladies,” the carriage driver called as the vehicle came to a stop. Almost right away the door swung open to reveal Rarity. Her face turned a deep red as she saw the spa sisters tangled up together, half naked and almost at orgasm, fingers still inside each other. “Ladies, why did you unpack your luggage?”n Rarity said, loud enough for the driver to overhead, “I warned you that it would be a terrible idea.” Her voice turned hard as she looked over the two. Aloe winked. Rarity was made but the rise in her chest as her breathing intensified indicated her arousal. “May we” Aloe began “finish packing?” Rarity shook her head, the motion firm and half furious, “no you may not.” The sisters groaned, falling away from each other. They both had been so close to orgasm only to have it snatched away by Rarity. Aloe went searching for her shirt whilst Lotus spritzed the carriage with perfume, head bent down low. Rarity climbed inside and hissed, “this is the last time you do this in public. You could cost us everything.” Aloe noticed that Rarity’s eyes had mostly been fixed on her, “why are you just looking at me?” Rarity gave her a blank stare, “because I know you. Obviously, it was you who instigated this.” She turned away from Aloe and looked Lotus once over. “You look lovely today,” Rarity said, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the lips, before sliding out of the carriage with grace beyond even the two spa sisters. “Come on now ladies, your resort awaits you. Tonight, after the tour, then we may celebrate.”
Fixer-Upper“It might be some time before we’re done fixing things up here but as you can see we’ve been hard at work.” Wrenchjack, the man in charge of the resort’s renovations waved a proud hand at his crew hard at work. He had led Aloe, Lotus and Rarity up the stairs at the entrance onto a podium that revealed their new property spread out below them. It definitely wasn’t small. Stretching out around the sides in a ring were the buildings and in the centre were a series of courtyards, divided by small walls and some hidden by dark glass ceilings. Wrenchjack pointed down at those, “as you requested, we fitted many of the courtyards with one-way glass so that your guests might maintain their privacy once inside without losing the view of the lovely sky.” “That makes four courtyards for the… naturalists” Rarity began, “and four courtyards for those who wish to keep their clothes on.” Crews were working across all of the buildings and courtyards, Rarity had apparently employed a small army to get the resort ready and they seemed to be making good time judging by the smile on her face as she surveyed the scene. Lotus drew closer to her and took in her scent as they watched. Rarity smelled better than any pony she knew, she smelled cleaner than any pony she knew. Before the resort opened, Lotus was going to have to coax that secret out of her, one way or another. “Come down this way,” Wrenchjack said, leading them to another set of stairs that went down to the right. “Your rooms are ready...Well, habitable.” “Why the distinction?” Aloe asked, walking in close step with the strongly built construction worker. “They’re waterproofed, got electricity and such but they’re not furnished. You could live in them but they don’t really scream ‘fancy resort for fancy ponies’ at the moment.” “Oh, I’m not quite so fancy as all that” Aloe said, running a hand down the side of his arm. Lotus rolled her eyes at the movement. After their carriage interruption, both sisters were still aching for some kind of release. Rarity had burst in on them at the edge of orgasm. But whilst Lotus was willing to wait, albeit rubbing her legs together every other moment, for the end of the day it seemed that Aloe was planning on dealing with her itch sooner. As they walked down the hallway, Lotus focused away from her sister to the rooms that she was passing. In them, she occasionally saw construction teams at work, covered in sweat and dust like the rooms they were restoring. “How long was this campus abandoned before you bought it up, Rarity?” Lotus asked. “Oh, a few years. That’s why we got it for such an excellent price. Yes, I know it has some… character to it at the moment but before you know it the whole building will sparkle and shine with such serenity that you will forget all about its current state.” Suddenly there was a cracking sound in the ceiling above them and the whole building seemed to groan. Wrenchjack pulled Aloe out of the way as the ceiling collapsed where they had just been standing, leaving them unharmed but absolutely covered in dust, with Lotus and Rarity watching from the distance. Rarity stepped back quick, avoiding getting too much dust on her heels and Lotus folded her arms, cocking her brow. Rarity’s head almost shrank back into her shoulders, “it’s a bit of a fixer-upper.” Wrenchjack stood up, helping the dust-covered Aloe to her feet. Aloe frantically attempted to pat off the dust from her clothes and body but that only served to dirty her hands. She frowned and Wrenchjack snickered, “well you could be one of us right now.” Aloe half scowled and for a moment Lotus thought she might be ready to lose her temper, but something seemed to flicker in her eyes and her body language shifted. The tension in her shoulders released and her face softened from the scowl into a pout, complete with lower lip poking out. She leaned forward, pressing herself against Wrenchjack and running a hand down his chest. “Thank you for saving me,” there was a pause as her eyes flicked over to Lotus and Rarity, giving them both a wink, before returning her attention to Wrenchjack, “but I’m such a mess. I should really try to get some of this dust off.” She pushed herself off and away from Wrenchjack and sauntered into one of the incomplete guest rooms, her hips slowly swaying from left to right and her hand running down her side. She paused in the doorway and peeked over her shoulder, “oh Wrenchjack, would you give me a hand?” The construction worker stumbled into the room after Aloe, and Lotus let out a heavy sigh. She leaned against one of the walls and rubbed her forehead with her thumb. Rarity stood next to her, arms crossed and her own scowl beginning to form. “Could she at the very least wait until the tour is over before riding our guide’s-” she paused. Lotus looked up, regarding Rarity with a hint of surprise in her eyes. “Were you about to say ‘our guide’s cock?’ Because that’s not very ladylike.” Rarity turned beet red and half-faced away from Lotus, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one up. After a moment she leaned against the wall next to Lotus, blowing smoke and leaning her head back. “I’m concerned about your Private Package,” Rarity said. “We already told you, it’s our best package,” Lotus replied cooly, taking the cigarette from Rarity’s hands and taking a drag on it herself. Rarity looked at her. “In a town like Ponyville, you could get away with sleeping with your clients. Ponies are very accepting there. But with a Spa… a relaxation resort such as this?” Rarity shook her head. “The package might give the wrong impression to investors.” Lotus handed back the cigarette and rolled her head to face Rarity, “You know I’m not gonna back down on this. Aloe sure as hell won’t.” Rarity’s eyes narrowed. “That’s because she’s-” Lotus cut her off, “Mind your words.” Rarity’s lips thinned. “I like you Lotus, Aloe too-ish. And I had my fair share of fun, with you individually and together. But things are different now, the stakes are higher.” Lotus took Rarity’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be alright, just relax for now. We’ve got the campus, the public isn’t due for a while, we’re not ready to open. Once the workers leave for the night the three of us have the whole property to ourselves. We’ll work something out.” Rarity remained silent, though the hardness of her eyes finally began to vanish. Lotus leaned in and kissed her, the contact of their lips slow and gentle. Kissing Rarity wasn’t like kissing Aloe, where it was an act of defiance and passion, born out of knowing their relationship was immoral. With Rarity it was tender. Inside the small room just nearby them Aloe was dusting herself down whilst Wrenchjack stood aimlessly looking around. For a moment Aloe almost ordered him on top of her, but she restrained herself. She had her dignity. And so she ceased patting herself down and instead straightened and rested her hands along the sides of her legs, running them up and down slowly. “Wrenchjack, would you be a dear and help me with something?” The construction worker straightened up and cocked a brow at her. Aloe pointed at her dusty, messy clothes. “My outfit is just so messy, would you be a dear and help me dust it down?” She turned around, facing her back toward him, she gestured toward it. “I just simply cannot reach back there.” She heard Wrencjack approaching slowly, as though he was still working out what her intentions were. She rolled her eyes, thankful that he couldn’t see her doing so. Finally, she felt the touch of his hands on the back of her dressed, slowly trying to brush off the dust from her outfit. “Yes, that’s it,” she said, her voice calm. “But I think there might be more a bit lower.” Impatient, she put emphasis on giving her rear a little shake. It must have worked because his large, rough hands slid down her back to her skirt and slowly he began to rub and pat down her ass. She hummed to herself and smiled, “there you go, did you find the dust?” “I think so,” Wrenchjack responded, “but I should check closer, just to be sure.” She heard the sound of him crouching down and she shifted her pose so as to spread her legs more. “Best that you be thorough!” Sure enough a moment later her skirt was lifted up, being slid over her hips, revealing her bare, pantiless pussy to the world. She let out a sly smile and leaned her head back, pressing her hands against the nearby table to brace herself as the touch of Wrenchjack’s tongue slid across her lower lips. She sighed, a pleasured sound as his tongue returned for a second rounding, this time slipping between her lips, catching the wetness from inside her and carrying it away. “You’re going to need a reward for being so helpful, very soon.” This comment was rewarded with another long lick, and Wrenchjack’s hands taking a firm grip of her ass cheeks, squeezing and playing with them. She lowered one of her hands down to her clit and began rubbing it, stimulating herself alongside Wrenchjack’s efforts enough to bring out a long, whimpering moan. Outside the room, the moan reached the ears of Rarity and Lotus, whose kiss only grew deeper at the pleasured sounds. Lotus pressed her friend against the wall, pinning her wrists to the wall as their lips locked in a deeper connection. Their tongues slipped against each other with practised ease and they soon fell into a familiar rhythm. After a moment of this, Rarity pulled both of her hands down from the wall, Lotus resisting at first and then releasing her. Rarity smiled into the kiss, barely breaking the contact as she pulled Lotus’ shirt up and over her breasts. Lotus, breaking the kiss, turned her attention to Rarity’s button-up formal shirt, which she very quickly unbuttoned and parted, revealing her lace black bra. Rarity winked, undoing the clasp and pulling the bra away, dropping it to the floor, before stepping into Lotus and kissing her again. They pressed together, hands roaming each other’s bodies and slowly sliding downward. In the room, Aloe was lying on the table, legs in the air and pussy lips spread as Wrenchjack entered her. His meat filled her insides, pumping pleasure into her with each thrust of his powerful hips. He reached down and took rough hold of her tits, squeezing and pulling at them as he ravaged the masseuse. Over her own moans she could hear the noise from outside, she could hear the sounds of her sister and Rarity at it again. So much for Rarity’s beloved propriety. Well, if the game really was on then she was going to play. “Give me everything! Don’t hold back, baby!” she cried out, sitting up so that she could set her hands on Wrenchjack’s shoulders. Their eyes met and in each other’s eyes, they both saw the lust of fucking a near-total stranger. Aloe’s hips rocked against the press of Wrenchjack’s massive cock, taking each inch of it inside herself, pushing it deeper and deeper and moaning louder every time. She reached down a hand and squeezed one of her nipples as hard as she possibly could, crying out. Outside Rarity and Lotus had their fingers buried deep inside each other’s pussies. Their heads were resting on each other’s shoulders and sweat was beginning to drip as their fingers flew in and out of each other. They whimpered and moaned and called out, turned on even further whenever they heard Aloe’s own pleasured cries. Lotus, still desperately turned on from her unfinished lovemaking with Aloe earlier, and Rarity, turned on from the rules she was breaking in that moment, felt their orgasms rushing in earlier than expected. Their bodies shuddered and they both howled into each other’s mouths, tongues connecting one final time as they came together. Aloe dug her nails into Wrenchjack’s shoulders as she cried out, “fill me! Cum in me! Come on, give me that big cock, give me everything it’s got! Fuck me, I’m so close!” Wrenchjack took rough hold of her shoulders and flipped her over, pulling her down from the top of the table back to leaning on it. The movement was harsh, she scraped her knees and banged her elbow, but the pain only brought on extra pleasure as Aloe fell deep into the sensation of being used so thoroughly and completely as a fucktoy and nothing more. She near screamed as Wrenchjack took her from behind, his cock plunging in and out of her at a blinding pace until, finally, he released his load into her, his cum filling her up, the sensation of which was finally enough to bring her over the edge. The surge of pleasure shunted the orgasm across her body until finally, throat hoarse and pussy well used, she collapsed onto the desk and smiled. Rarity stepped back into the room, her shirt still hanging open and her tits in the open air. Aloe turned her head to look at the seamstress and Lotus behind her. “Shall we continue with the tour?” Author's Note It's been a long ass time but I'm back! And I've got a long list of new stories and chapters I want to add so hopefully more regular uploads from now on.
