Milano with a touch of Aloe & Lotus Ch. 1

Milano let out a heavy sigh of relief after placing the plate in front of her young son Button at his seat on the dinner table, being a mother was hard and required more work than she had ever thought it would in her youth. The first few years were arguably the most difficult, but with the departure of her husband to find work in the rural countryside she found out just how much harder being a single parent was than being the parent of a young rambunctious foal. Today however was not the day for such thoughts, as she had an appointment at the Ponyville Spa and a very special one at that, her package was a very expensive one and it promised to be a quote "Deluxe treatment experience guaranteed to knock you on your flank.”

 

This sounded far too good to pass up and while expensive she felt like she had earned some respite, smiling to herself she turned to her young son and kissed him on the forehead as he ate his dinner “Button honey,” she said, “Mommy’s going out for a while so be a good boy and behave for your babysitter.” Button groaned at the mention of a babysitter, as he thought he was old enough to look after himself and the house while his mother was gone, she however did not agree with this and decided on a babysitter for her little ball of sunshine. She only spoke to him over the phone, but he sounded like an enthusiastic young man who had a lot in common with her son, though there was certainly an age difference the babysitter had a great interest in video games, so this was a good fit in her mind.

 

After the final preparations were made Milano practically galloped to the door, shouting a farewell to Button as she left the house. Prancing like a school filly all the way to the Spa she stopped only to check the post office for any letters from her absent husband, none, as usual. When she finally saw the large, opulent building that housed the Spa she giggled excitedly, she had to gather herself before she entered the Spa. The ponies standing at the front desk looked at the mature but beautiful mare that just walked in. They turned to each other and immediately huge grins spread about their faces, they know this mare was the one. “Yes dear? Do you have an appointment?” Aloe spoke in the most formal voice she could, hiding her excitement expertly. “Why yes I do!” Milano piped proudly. “I came for the Deluxe Treatment Experience, and I expect to be knocked on my flank as promised!” Lotus giggled at the mare’s excitement and spoke up herself. “Right this way dear.” She said, turning and walking into the back of the Spa.

 

Milano happily trotted along, following the Spa twins to the back room that housed the chamber they used for the “Special Treatments”.  “Now just lay down on this table miss, miss.” “Milano, just Milano, though I was called hot coffee at one point in my life.” Milano chuckled to herself, remembering those times. “Milano, please lay down, we’ll get the necessary tools for this treatment.” Aloe spoke softly and calmly as she trotted out of the room. Lotus remained with Milano while her sister fetched the various creams oils and tools needed for the illusion they wanted to create to put their latest victim at ease before they did the deed. When Aloe finally returned Lotus sighed internally as she knew that her wait was nearly over, and an agonizing wait it was.

 

Milano’s mind was already far and away, she was imagining all of the ways she would be treated during this very special day, she imagined fine mud baths, hooficures, and of course, exquisite facials. She would end up getting one of those things by the end of the day.

 

Aloe began by gently kneading Milano’s firm rump, claiming that it was the spot that held the most negative energies, Milano bought that hook line and sinker. After a few minutes of playing with her victim’s supple rear she climbed up on to the massage table and assured Milano that she was just getting a better position to massage her shoulders. She got about halfway through the normal shoulder massage before she was ready, her thick meaty cock had been extending out of it’s sheath this entire time, and now that she was fully erect she was ready to take her prize. She wasted no time in pressing the flared head of her pulsating member against the nether of the mare that was so helpless before her.

 

Milano yelped in surprise when she felt the large intruder prodding at her marehood, it was a surprise to say the least and one that she was not entirely unwelcoming to. Her husband had been away for nearly a year and she hadn’t fucked or been fucked by anyone since he left, as much as she hated to admit it. The thought of getting a good hard rutting from a stranger aroused her, and it showed. Before Aloe had even penetrated Milano her ever hardening cock was already being lubricated by the older mare’s leaking slit.  “You dirty slut…” she whispered into Milano’s ear before biting down on it gently and plunging herself deep inside of the wanting mare’s sopping cunt.

 

With every onslaught from Aloe came an enraptured wail of delight from Milano, she had truly underestimated how long it had been and how good it would feel to be subjugated by another and fucked silly after so long. Every impulsion from Aloe only served to further her insatiable lust, she had taken countless victims before with her sister’s aid but she wanted this one to be different, she wanted to break this one, to make her into a willing cum dumpster. “Oh I’ve got plans for you, you naughty little whorse.” Aloe spoke between Milano’s wailing cries of ecstasy.

 

Lotus was not one to be left alone however, and though she lacked the equipment to do to the beautiful, lusty old mare before her what her sister was doing, she did have a particular desire to have the “client” do something to her instead. Lotus climbed onto the table and sat down in front of Milano, pressing her forbidden regions firmly against the mare’s muzzle. “If you don’t make me cum before my sister does I’m going to fuck your ass myself, and my strap on is bigger than my sister’s cock, you wouldn’t want that would you?” As much as Milano was tempted to deny her and test her own limits she also wanted to do a little carpet munching, it had been nearly a decade since she last did so during her experimental phases and she was excited to do so again.

 

Milano dove, at least to the best of her ability, upon the juicy love hole in front of her, immediately focusing on the clitoris of what was more like a lover than a rapist at this point. She flicked it with her tounge, sucked on it, and tried her hardest to pleasure it as much as she could. Every time Aloe called her a new name she stopped playing with Lotus’ clit and lapped around her cunt in a wanton fashion, the next name would see her returned to the juicy little bean before her, it was not long before she felt an immense pressure welling up from inside Aloe’s throbbing cock, and thankfully for her Lotus was not far behind on the orgasm train. How many times her own sex deprived cunt quivered and experienced the bliss of orgasm she had lost count. Aloe let out a victorious moan as she collapsed on top of Milano whilst filling her with her seed. She would not pull out until every last drop was emptied into the wanting mare, and her sister’s juices now coated the muzzle of their so-called victim.

 

All of the mares were panting in exhaustion, and Milano was doing what she could to clean up the mess that Lotus had made of both her own face and the table they were all on. When they all recovered from the ordeal Aloe finally pulled out, her cock giving a satisfying pop as the flared head left the winking cunt of the mare she had just used and abused. Lotus kissed Milano on the snout and giggled, and Milano herself rolled over, finally exposing her secret to the two. Aloe was not the only one with the endowment of a stallion. Milano’s fully erect cock was there for all to see, and it was quite clear that the pool of cum that she was laying in was not entirely Aloe’s doing.  “Well that’s certainly a surprise, you should have told me earlier.” Lotus spoke, eyeing the slender, tan appendage, mottled with spots of brown and perfectly shaped.  It was a cock that in all regards rivaled that of her sister, something she did not think was possible. But the shaft seemed to match the mare it was on, and both were quite a sight to see. This was just the beginning of the best evening of their collective lives.