Trixie Doesn't Do Condoms
Zephyr breeze retreated slightly, “Uhh, you sure about that babe? N-not that I’m against that or anything! Heh heh…” the nude stallion stammered as he climbed awkwardly onto the bed from the foot headed towards the blue showmare who lay draped against the pillows at the headboard. Nervously, he looked between the condom he held in his hand and the mare in front of him.
Brushing her silvery locks back behind her ear, Trixie closed her eyes, leaning back against the plush pillows of the old twin bed. She smiled at the pegasus staring ahead at her from between her legs and continued, “Of course! The Great and Powerful Trixie would not deign to insult her body with such a facade of pleasure!”
A beat of silence carried through the caravan, prompting Trixie to survey her audience. The stallion still looked terrified.
“But…” She conceded, “Trixie would also not want to make her audience nervous...the generous and benevolent Trixie wants the both of us to enjoy this!”
Quickly pasting a practised smile to her face, the blue mare curled up to face him from her prone position. Her pearl lingerie hugged her curves tightly outlining the tender curve of her breasts, as well as the subtle swell of her hips to her thighs. Gingerly she rolled to her knees, grabbing the uncomfortable plastic foil from the overjoyed stallion’s hand.
“Hah-hey! It’s like they always said in school, right babe? Don’t want foals if you can help it, right?” Zephyr perked up as he panicked slightly on the bed, drawing his legs beneath himself defensively as Trixie fiddled with the sachet, visibly frustrated before him. Neither the stallion nor his ‘little stallion’ seemed to mind too much. His member slowly perked up rising as he stared helplessly at the healthy chest of the mare about to foist herself upon him.
“Nnngh, yes, well, the Great and Powerful Trixie feels her body is far too powerful to succumb to the feeble attempts of a simple stallion trying to seed her…” Trixie murmured to herself.
Tearing at the packaging, Trixie roughly pulled out the rubber shield while positioning it properly in her fingers. She’d always hated these damnable things. They felt so...artificial… so wrong! She was a showmare! She traveled all of Equestria living day by day to the very fullest! To feel a stallion through such a barrier always struck her as profane. Still, things had been slow lately and even she could admit when she needed some company of the more carnal variety. Even if this was the one demand the whiny stallion had for her, she supposed she would have to oblige him.
“Just try to make this last for The Great and Powerful Trixie.” she demanded.
Nimble fingers flipping the entombed condom over, she leaned forwards and grabbed his warm cock with one hand. Immediately the vain stallion gasped weakly, his hips twitching forward. It seemed as though Trixie wasn’t the only one experiencing a serious dry spell.
As the teal colt writhed and twitched in her hands, Trixie quickly placed the rubber against the flattened tip of his cock. At the very least, she noted, he was not the smallest stallion she had privileged with her body.
Her hand couldn’t quite wrap all the way around his erection and his heat seemed to radiate through her grasp, warming her wrist with his intentions. Licking her lips, she rolled the annoyance over his flared member. It took a few tries, but soon she had rolled it past the flexible girth of his tip, pulling it down the smooth shaft of his penis.
“Finally, yes, that’s done now can we please get on with the rest of the show?” Trixie whined. Leaning back slightly, still facing him and grinding her aching sex towards the bony colt. She teasingly pulled at the waistband of her panties for him, sliding her fingers beneath the taut fabric waistband that hugged her form, sliding the thin panties down and tighter on her wide hips.
Giggling, she noticed that she had certainly attracted the attention of the stallion in front of her. Zephyr’s cock twitched, pulling taught against the constricting rubber in a layer of translucent pink. Leaning closer, Trixie pulled her knees under herself, settling her legs under her body, spreading her thighs beneath her body while she pressed her chest closer to Zephyr.
His eyes never met hers however, as they remained trained downwards directly on her crotch. Her creamy blue thighs guiding his violet eyes up her inner thighs to the subtle valley of flesh hidden by the thin sheen of creamy fabric. Reaching out as if by instinct he clumsily palmed at her panties and pressed his hand against her lower belly. Smiling, mostly to herself, Trixie pulled the dazed stallion closer to herself.
Firmly, she gripped him round the shoulders, pulling his body to her. Though she was small, she was full of fire, and pressed her soft lips firmly against his. Ignoring his protesting whines as she tilted her head and slipping her tongue through their combined lips, she kissed him deeply, turning him forcefully with her own weight and guiding his lightly muscled body around hers, positioning his back to the bed so they had switched positions, so as to place herself overtop him.
Murring as she laid him down, Trixie spread her legs and wrapped her soft thighs over his hips. Her body twitched lightly, stroking her lower folds over his rising bulge. Bending her arms, she pressed her face into his neck, nuzzling against his soft, warm skin as she settled overtop the prone stallion.
She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, silvery locks of hair draping over his chest as the petite mare curled her lips inwards instinctively. Closing her thighs together, she moaned out quietly and gently coaxed Zephyr’s cock further outwards from its fleshy prison. The thick rod of flesh, pulsing and wet with arousal as he dripped shamelessly from his cocktip below her clothed center
The heavy panting of the stallion below her filled her mind, and his masculine scent filled her soul with desire. She smelled of ozone and lightning. Reaching up with his underused arms, he grabbed at her moist undergarments in forceful fingers knowing nothing of foreplay. Trixie lifted her hips to let him pull her panties off her legs in jerky yanks, feeling her mound exposed to the dim air with a gasp as if he was a stronger stallion like from her dreams.
His animalistic desires consumed him. Spying what he desired most, he slithered a wormy arm around her waist and forced the magician down, he tucked his head next to hers, burying his muzzle into her neck while thrusting clumsily in unguided grunts.
Riding his thin body, Trixie encouraged his approach. His smooth slightly muscled chest laid against her buxom chest, warming her skin with his body. His turgid rod slid up over her moist slit, thrusting on her lower belly and throbbing with his heartbeat from the friction.
If his approach hadn’t clued her into the idea that he lacked experience, his thrusting certainly did. Zephyr made it no secret just how much he was enjoying her body! With a frown, Trixie quickly realized she would have to take things into her own hands if she was to achieve fulfillment.
Her arms snaked between them, pressing over his soft belly as it flexed back and forth against her hips. Reaching for his cock, she pulled up, sliding his flexing rod against her with his upwards thrust. She ground her hips back to create some space, and let out a hungry sigh of relief as he laid there waiting for her to finish.
She pulled his cock down, pointing it directly at her core with both hands. With a quiet grin, she pinched her fingers together, pulling a bit of slack at the tip of the condom, and pulled swiftly. Distracting him quickly with another quiet kiss, she pulled her hands apart and down, not stopping till the tell-tale snap of rubber between her fingers let her arms spread apart.
Before he could notice the sudden shock of cold air, she rubbed over his slick cock with her bare mound, brushing her fertile lips over his throbbing shaft. As he moaned into her muzzle, she gripped slightly harder against his unprotected cock and pulled him towards her body, letting out a genuine moan of her own as he pressed his spongey cocktip against her slit. The wet heat of skin on skin contact sent a shudder of pleasure through Trixie’s body.
She arched her hips as he spread her body open around his recently bared cock. Her maw opened in a helpless groan as her plush inner walls were forced wide against the slick girth of the male sex inside her body. She grabbed tightly the sheets beside her on one side and knotting the comforter as her toes curled.
His slick skin felt ecstatic against her body, his tight heat stretching her core eliciting more and more groans and moans from her sex-hungry body. Each sliver of his skin that rubbed against her internal fold that lined her inner walls drew more and more pleasure out of her petite frame, pulling shudders and groans one after another from her clenching form.
Taking his own part in stride, instinct quickly overtook Zephyr as he rollled his hips upwards into the unicorn mare’s. His teeth grit as he grabbed her shoulders, pulling her smaller body to his, pulling her against his larger form and embracing each and every caress of her body as it wrapped over his.
Their moans and gasps soon grew as Zephyr filled more and more of the soft blue mare, their impassioned yelps extending past the smaller caravan as it rocked it back and forth faster and faster as the pegasus humped with wild desperate abandon. Trixie felt as though she really _was_ great and powerful and loved as the young colt used her, adjusting to ride him out and prod her sensitive spots- mmf, a bit too hard but she would not rebuff him.
The showmare felt alive with pleasure as sensation buzzed through her, thrilled at the feeling of his bare slick skin on her body. He was so warm! She could feel his quick pulse as it reverberated through her core! The lack of any boundary between her inner folds and his breeding member felt so carnal, so essential to her being that Trixie quickly felt herself pushing closer to the taboo edge. She rode the danger finer than any of her most dangerous illusions, the thrill making her shiver as the rest of her body succumbed to her illusion of a lover.
Clenching and grinding her hips twitching erect, her body pulled the smaller showmare over the edge to pulse downwards against her mate’s body, firmly squeezing and begging him to complete his own instinctive contract just as she had completed hers.
“Nghaaah- aaAAAAH!” she cried out, her spine arching and pressing her bra-clad breasts against his own chest as she felt him increase in speed. She could barely feel him tense up as she gripped around him, his body clenching inside hers as his cock throbbed freely in her vulnerable body, forced to spread against nothing more than her untouched inner walls.
She left him behind as she leaned back and helped him shoot deep into her aching core. The gentle undulations of her body, pulsing and clenching as they were while she helpfully rolled her hips over his orgasming crotch, easily pulled Zephyr over into unrelentless bliss, his body obeying his breeding instincts as he thrust once- twice! ...and a third final time against the mare’s hips.
Warmth and fire spread through Trixie as she felt her inner walls spread. The tender flesh between her legs was stretched to her limits as the wide flare of the stallion inside her pressed against her cervix needfully. Each pulse of his cock warned of a blast of thick cum, warming her insides and feeding her need to fuck!
The two ponies pressed hard against each other, humping needfully on one another until finally, mercifully, the two ponies were satisfied.
A thin sheen of sweat coated Trixie’s skin as she fell back against the bed, her energy spent and her spirit satisfied.
As he caught his breath Zephyr pulled out of the lonely mare, “Man, babe, that felt awesome! Way better than usual!”
Giving nothing more than a showy grin, “Well that much should have been obvious! Trixie is a great and powerful lay, after all!~”
Author's Note
Quick, sweet, porn without plot! Don't expect too much from me. I make no promises.
