Spike's Regular Appointment
Spike swallowed hard as he laid down on the massage table. He was on his back, just like he always was for these. It was something that Aloe had suggested after seeing his… frustration around when he was sixteen. She had suggested it back then, but it was only once he was eighteen that they had started this. A way to keep his urges in check.
He felt his prick poke up at that, slowly growing as it grew excited in anticipation for what was coming. It was almost three months since they began and he felt like an absolute child every time he came. Sure, these were supposed to be informal, to be seen as a give and take, but it was weird to schedule them ahead of time and to be in the spa for them. Maybe if he was at her home or a hotel it would be better, but here it felt… He didn’t know. He didn’t even know if he was right. After all, he was still here for sex after all.
It was as he admitted this to himself that he heard the doorknob turn and the door swung open as he looked up.Aloe was there, just as she always was. Well, actually, she was being a little more blatant this time in that she wore only a towel over her body. Water dripped off of her, or was it sweat, and her blue hair was slicked back behind her head while loose strands framed her face. A thin lipped smile greeted him while hungry eyes met his and made him swallow hard.
And then, she opened the towel for him to take in just what had come for him. He felt he should have grown immune to this by now, but Aloe was… Well, she often modeled for Rarity for a reason. From thick, motherly hips that helped boys trust her, to supple, heavy breasts that made guys trust her for whole different reasons, she was one of the hottest mares in town, even if not everyone realized that with how restrictive her normal uniform was. She claimed it was to keep her female clients from getting jealous. He felt it was more accurate to say it was to stop every last one of her male clients from getting erect in front of her.
Much like he was as he reached down and pressed a hand over his quivering cock. Her hand joined his quickly, her soft, smooth touch tracing his muscles for a moment before she laced her fingers around his. Her digits brushed against his shaft and he swallowed hard as his scales darkened in color, especially as her half lidded eyes met his. “Come now, Mr. Dragon. You should know all too well that there’s no need to hide this from me. I all too much enjoy its presence after all.”
Spike let out a long, slow breath out, wisps of fire coming with it. His chest was a little, uh, heated for all of this and he brought his hand slowly away from his junk in response to her. He then reached over, hesitating for a moment as he held his claws in the air. Aloe helped though, as she always did, and swayed her hips to the side, resting her left cheek in his hand as she continued to smile.
Spike shook at having it in his hands, gripping it nice and tight as he relished the familiar weight and heft of it. Aloe wasn’t exactly unfit, but her exercise all came from cardio and massages. That left plenty to be desired muscularly in her thighs and hips, but he didn’t mind. Not when it left them so soft and large. He also knew they were all too sensitive as the heat in his chest grew larger and urged him to bring his claws away, only to bring them back in a flash, a loud clap echoing in the room as he knocked her against the table and left a large, red mark on her ass.
Aloe bit into her lips, licking them as she put her hands on one of Spike’s thighs, her gentle fingers showing their strength as they needed into his tough, taut muscles. She then brought one of her hands back, placing it on her ass as she let out a long, slow moan. She stood tall, her eyes never breaking from his during all of this as she posed for him and whispered, “I see my little drake is starting to get bold.”
Spike swallowed hard at the statement before glancing away. “It’s, uh, been a stimulating past few days. You might want to be careful just how much you tease me…”
And Aloe shuddered before him, her breasts jostling a bit as she kept her voice low and said, “Is that a promise?” She then smiled at him and reached for the table beside the table. It was full of different lotions, most used during regular business, but one large, clear one being brought in only for him. Or, at least, Aloe told him. It was the same one she always brought for the appointments and Spike shuddered just at seeing her touch it.
Aloe chuckled at his response as she brought it back to him, holding the long, thin bottle between her breasts. Spike caught his breath at the sight, his eyes darting to hers before she merely shook her head, he smile growing as he leaned back. “Sorry, sir, but I’ve been running around all day and I don’t have the energy to do too much today so we’ll be skipping right to the main course.”
Spike bit the inside of his cheek as Aloe slipped onto the table, her hips straddling his as one of her hands came down and pressed his cock back down. He wasn’t allowed to touch her properly with it yet after all, thus were the rules. She was in charge while he just waited to be served by his diligent attendant. “You know, I don’t always mind that, especially with how disappointed you seem to be when I, um…”
Aloe slid her palm along his shaft, resting her palm onto his knot as she smiled at him. “You were inexperienced back then. A quick shot or two is to be expected. I’m just happy my hand isn’t enough anymore.”
Spike chuckled a little as he relaxed and whispered, “Me too, trust me.”
Aloe’s eyes softened from their slightly predatory gaze at the reminder of why she started doing this beyond her, well, normal problems with thirst that rivaled the young dragon’s. She didn’t dwell on it though, not when she had a job to do. So, she tipped the flask forward, letting the thick, viscous gel fall onto the tip of his cock. It pooled at first, climbing over his pointed prick and clinging to it before there was too much for it to hold itself together and parts of the lube fell off of his belly. Spike always felt like it was a waste, but Aloe promised it was all part of her process.
Then again, he had stopped complaining about such things a long time ago, something he was reminded of as her hand made a simple, soft stroke back up his cock to reach where the lube was. It was a gentle touch, barely a touch even, all while his cock throbbed against her and the cool gel.
Once she gripped the tip though, the lube squishing between her fingers and helping to coat her hands in it, she kept the digits tight against him as her hand began making its way eagerly across his thick flesh. Back and forth, twisting just a little to make sure she coated every inch of her glorious, nine inch reward. Every grunt from Spike was met by a heated pant from Aloe as they both focused on the same thing, one on seeing it rise and quake, and the other in trying to make sure her nimble, quick fingers didn’t prove to be too much.
And just like she had been able to for the last month, it was just before Spike thought he could cum that she finally took her hand away finger by finger as she guided it up so that it pointed right where it needed to. She then brought her hand up, turning it over as she let the last of the lube in the tube out and let it pool in her hand. Then, slowly and gently, and with a long, lewd moan, she put her hand over her pussy. Spike watched as parts of the gel fell through her fingers once again, just before she pulled it away, showing her absolutely drenched pussy now.
A pussy that was right above his cock. He swallowed hard, his body shaking with excitement for what he knew what was coming even as he had to make sure he didn’t let himself get too excited. Aloe wasn’t interested as she lowered herself, each second bringing them closer as her eyes continued to meet his, something that Spike wasn’t quite able to do because of anticipation.
And then she let herself drop all at once. Spike’s body became rigid as his claws gripped into the table, gouging it as his eyes almost popped out of his skull. Normally Aloe took her sweet time with getting him inside of her, but she almost knotted herself in one go today. He panted as she waited to move, looking up at her for an answer. An answer that came only once her own breathing evened out and one of her eyes opened back up. “Sorry, but I’m a very busy girl so I can’t play around too much today.”
“Well that’s oka-” Spike cut himself off with a grunt as Aloe brought her hips down. Despite the fact that she was as tight as she ever was, she claimed to do crunches, she still pressed against his knot, threatening to take it in. He knew she could, but she normally ground against it for a little bit befo- “Oh sweet Celestia!”
Aloe chuckled a little, at least before small gasps, her hands pressed tight against his chest as her body shook around him. “Don’t worry, honey. I don’t plan to leave you wanting. I have a new trick I’ve been wanting to try after all that should really help make up for a lack of time.”
Spike panted, not sure if he was ready for any sort of trick like that. After all, she was already so warm and tight. Her pussy ground and suckled along his cock, stretching to even accommodate its girth as she shifted back and forth and side to side. To have already taken his knot though was even more extreme, let alone to sit and grind on it, as usually that was, well, the last thing she did.
She really wasn’t done though as she pushed hard against him, took in a hard breath, and pulled herself up and back over his knot. It meant tightening her abdomen, which felt like a vice wrenching itself around his cock to Spike, and lifting with everything she had, but she didn’t do it recklessly. No, despite how much effort it took, she did it slowly. Inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. All until she made it back over his knot, but just barely.
Spike panted, his head a little dizzy, but it was conscious enough to register panic when she whispered, “Don’t give out yet on me. That was only round one.” She wasn’t kidding even. Now that she knew what it took, she pushed herself back down, consuming his cock as her body spasmed and shook, her moans beginning to come out in full force now, only to be cut off by her pulling herself right back up. Over and over her hips rotated, up and down, side to side, taking it in over and over again as she rode him like a mare possessed.
At least, for as long as Spike could last. He tried counting them. Tried focusing on something else, but his brain felt like it was melting like this. He got to maybe five, though told himself he lasted at least twice that long, before his claws came up, obeying old rules that Aloe had put in. This rule in particular was that he didn’t warn her when he came. No, when he came, he made sure that it was with every ounce of draconic desire and strength he could muster, which meant yanking her off of his knot, and almost his cock, before doing what her first drop couldn’t. Every inch in one thrust. Just like every other time.
Aloe threw her head back, silently screaming as she normally did. It wasn’t out of pain of course, but she also couldn’t properly let the ecstasy out as her body tightened around his cock, now acting on pavlovian response as it wrapped tight around him and started trying to squeeze every drop of cum out of her young charge’s cock. No, if she actually screamed like she wanted to, every customer in the shop would hear, so instead she hung her mouth open, letting saliva drip from her tongue as her body was wracked in preparation of what would truly bring about her orgasm. The hot, sticky mess that made her so often immobile and that she’d dreamt of for two years.
A mess indeed though as she felt it flood into her. Spike always had fairly… violent climaxes, something she could feel in her ass as his claws dug in, but she kept her hands locked on his, using her own strength to make sure she kept her body as close to his as possible. As such, the cum had nowhere to go except to fill her more and more, even forming a small bulge in her stomach as her eyes rolled back momentarily, her body shaking with Spike’s for every wondrous moment of his climax.
And, when he was finally done, she slowly brought herself up. His painted white cock dripped cum as it kept her plugged at first, but once she overcame that knot one more time, a feat that was much harder now than it had been half a minute previously, the gates were open and cum poured down onto Spike’s hips as it fell from her pussy.
Aloe for her part didn’t seem to care about the mess as she climbed off, her feet barely carrying her as she swayed from side to side. She steadied herself on the table, panting as she recovered. Spike brought one of his hands over, gripping her hand gently and rubbing the back of it.
Aloe looked back at him, seeing the concern in those eyes. The concern that was there everytime they did this because he knew how… extreme these appointments could be. It was again a reminder why he got to have these appointments and no other stallion in town. No, just for the gentle drake who she wanted to stay that way.
She brought a hand up, pressing it against his cheek as she smiled at him. “I know this was faster than usual, but… but how about we schedule you for another round tomorrow to make up for it. I’ll even make sure it can be an extra long one to say sorry.”
Spike blushed at exactly how she put it before grinning at her. “Is it your birthday?”
And she smiled back as she stepped away, her horn glowing as it cleaned her up. “No, but I suspect you’ll think it was yours by the end of it.”
To which Spike just leaned back, a mix of worry and excitement being left in the pit of his stomach by her statement, something she was uncommonly good at at the end of these sessions.
Then again, that sensation, along with her casual excitement, was what brought him back every few days for another round on the table with her.