MENDICANT_LIKES_COCK was kind enough to pastebin this for me before I had the opportunity to do so
 
Writefag gold written by some random Anon in some random thread.
Link: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/19783540#p19789492
 
>Notice the stock of herbs and bath salts are running low
>Zecora arrives to deliver her monthly shipment of herbs and oils.
>After assembling her arrangement of bottles on the counter you follow her back to her cart
>"Yes anon, is there anything else you need? Oils, balms or other things to make ponies feel freed?"
>You shuffle in place, rubbing your neck as you gaze up into the sky
"Well... there is one thing..."
>Her eyes narrow, as she snorts
>"Need not say more, the mound in your pants reveals what you are looking for..."
>She rummages in one of her crates before revealing a oblong vial, wrapped in golden twine, with a cardinal red fluid swirling inside
>"Apply this to a pony's back, and massage it over their rump. Whomever's hooves or hands did the act, to them the pony's lust will jump."
>You take the vial from her, your heart racing with anticipation
>"Use it however with care, lest you can deal with the consequences to bear."
 
>You compose yourself and mentally wave off her warning
>Rummaging in your coin purse, you fulfill the offer with a stack of bits in her open hoof.
"Exactly what I need. Fear not Zecora, I've been in this game long enough to know what I desire and how to get it."
>She rolls her eyes in response, before bidding you farewell as she makes her way back to the forest.
>You head straight away back inside to your personal massage chamber.
>Reserved for only the most loyal customers
>and high paying ones
>You place the oblong vial on the shelf next to an assortment of other jars, it's gold glinting in the candlelight
>Gazing over to the plush massage table, you have your mind set one one particular pony
>A certain white mare with a glorious purple mane
>A frequent customer, enthralled by your skilled hands
>The reminiscent thoughts of her flank shuddering for the first time as you touched her there
>Her sighs of relief as she felt all her worries disappear midway through the massage
>But that's not enough
>Your desires must be sated, and her lustful embrace will only do
>and this little vial will bring about that carnal passion you seek.
 
>The next day starts of as usual
>You go inside the spa by mid morning, a crowd of mares standing by the double doors of the studio
>Stepping through, the polished wooden floor creaks under your bare soles
>Your loose pants glide along your brisk step
>The mirrors reflect the entire studio, with you passing along
>Admiration of your figure is inevitable, the years of training well paid off
>Climbing atop the stage on the far end of the studio, you arrange everything to be ready
>Seeing everything is in order, you usher the awaiting mares in
>They clamor inside, their hooves resonating chaotically against the wood flooring
>Few finish their idle chat with one another, setting up their mats across the floor
>Figures and colors of all types
>Some mares lean and fit, others still new to the practice of yoga
>You take a deep breath, drawing your gaze to the center stage
>The brilliant white mare with the curled purple mane
>Her stride confident.
>Her hips swaying with each step, all the more appealing thanks to the custom made yoga pants.
>Sapphire blue fabric hugging her plot like a second skin, exemplifying all the curves in all the right place.
>She notices your gaze, returns a small smile, and brushes her mane out of her face before going about arranging her yoga mat.
 
>you stand upright again, opening your arms wide
"Welcome back ladies. I'm sure you've all had a very busy week, but now we are here together to work out all that accumulated negative energy. We shall start with a favorite, to get your inner fires going to embrace the day. Surya Namaskar is easy enough to follow, but, as always, be mindful of the breath as you move from pose to pose."
>the mares position themselves on the center of their mats
>some of their gazes dart around, uncertain at what to expect next.
>others fixate their gaze calmly forward, experienced with this sequence of asana.
>you start of with the Tadasana pose, letting the ponies stand in place, following suit.
"Breathe in...And breathe out."
>You raise your hands into the sky in a deep breath, letting your abdominal muscles feel that familiar stretch, before bending down low, your legs and lower back joining in the feeling your belly felt.
"Moving from Hasta Uttanasana with your inhalation, exhale into Hastapaadasana"
>The ponies stand on their hind legs first, before coming back down into the bend.
>You step back into , the ponies mimicking your moves to the best of their abilities at your instruction
>Following through to Ardha Uttanasana, you move to plank pose with ease
>With the sound of the chorus of exhaling breaths, a few ponies groan at the exertion
>You move into Urdhva Mukha Svanasana, your back bending as you gaze ahead
>To no surprise you see the white mare gazing at the ceiling with ease, her shoulders protruding her chest proudly
>You arch your back backwards, into Adho Mukha Svanasana
>Your gaze is distracted from your navel to oversee how your class is doing.
>All the mare's plots are raised into the air, with their tails swishing idly above.
>The purple tail twirls around, the muscles underneath the yoga pants contract and relax.
>She has to be doing this on purpose.
>Those round cheeks perfectly toned and plush.
>You inhale through your teeth, relishing in the sight.
 
>You sigh and recollect your thoughts
>the already growing weight in your loins is a clear warning enough, lest you create a scene in front of all the mares
>you step forward and reach towards the sky once more, completing the Virabhadrasana pose, before returning to the Chatrunga Dandasana with your spine parallel to the ground.
>you finish up the rest of the Surya Namaskar, ending again at the Samasthiti.
"Now we repeat that sequence eleven more times"
>At the end of it all, many mares stand gasping drenched in sweat
>A few are standing at the ready, awaiting the next asana sequence.
"Take five ladies. For those with the extra energy, lets try something more advanced"
"Let's start off with the Bound Lotus Forward Fold Pose..."
>The remaining mares stand on their hind legs, and fold their hooves into their thighs
"...And breath out into Utthita hasta padangusthasana..."
>they bring their legs out in front of them, grasping at the canon below the knee, before extending it out in front of them
>their muscles tense, their tendons drawn tight
>each detail of their form can be seen along both their hind leg raised in the air
 
"Now bring it back in and... down back into uttanasana..."
>They bend forward in unison, elongating their hamstrings
>The white mare does the same, her mane rolling off her back and onto the floor like water
>"Roll back onto your back, and take a seated position. From there spread your legs far apart and extend your hooves along with them, arriving at Upavistha Knonasana"
>they follow your lead, their backs laying low on the ground
>from there, they lift their hind legs up, spreading them in a wide V, as they balance themselves on their plots
>in the morning light spilling in from the studio floor windows above the shadows award you with yet another splendid sight
>creases and folds between their legs, neatly exemplified by the shadows
>focus...focus...focus
>you repeat that mantra in your mind
>can't get distracted again...
>not with you doing the same and your bulge clearly in sight as well
 
>Rolling back, you move into Supta Padangusthasana, bringing your thigh along your chest, before resting it by your side
"And finally, onto your forelegs, extend your body into the sky, Sirasasana"
>Their bodies extend rigidly into the sky, alive like plants grown from barren ground
>The white mare the center flower of the room
>her curvatures like finely carved wood
>adorned upon the core of the pillar, her muscles and limbs keeping perfect composure
>after a few deep breaths, you relax back again, slowly lowering yourself back onto the ground
>taking to your feet again, you face the class of ponies still standing
"Namaste, thank you for coming. Until next time, may you all go well"
>you grab your belongings, and head out towards the door
>before you could reach it however, you feel a hoof pulling at your clothes
>make no mistake, its the hoof adorned with fur as white as snow
 
>"Oh mister Anonymous, I would like to have a word with you, if I may."
>you turn to face her, struck again by her soft features
>you however contain your excitement for the plans you have laid ahead for her today
>"Of course, what would you like to ask of me?"
>You answer with a smile, yet you never address her by her name
>Even though you are infatuated by her beauty, her name always seems to slip from memory.
>You've pondered that from time to time
>though your ever helpful spa assistants do often remind you of her whenever she places a booking
>"As you know, I am avid admirer of your skills as a masseur, insisting always to be attended by you and no one else..."
>oh how the ego is stroked by her words...
>"Though I'm afraid I have to cancel today's private massage. An urgent matter has come up in Canterlot, and I must make due haste to address it."
>you flinch slightly at those words, not fully grasping them
>"Do accept my sincerest apologies for the short notice. I'll be sure to make another appointment when I get back in a week's time"
"Oh...oh no it's fine, no need to apologize. These things happen."
>the smile you force stings bitterly
>"I knew you'd be so understanding. Thank you once again mister Anonymous, you're the sweetest."
>She turned and cantered out the studio giving a short wave as she left out the door.
>You are barely able to greet her in return as you stand there solemnly
 
>you storm past the reception desk, down the hallway and to your personal massage chamber.
>luckily here by noon, the spa is generally empty
>otherwise your march would have attracted a lot of unwarranted stares
>serenity is gone, replaced by anguish at the course of fate
>today was going to be the day you'd be able to enjoy the fruit of paradise
>denied to you for so long
>yet within your reach, it was snatched away
>you ball your fists, and slam them into the massage table
>fortunately the cushion softened the blow
>though it didn't remove the anger
"I got everything ready today. She would have come today after a long day of work, and I would have had her!"
"I even managed to get that special brew from Zecora..."
>your key to paradise
>right there by the shelf next to the other jars and vials
>except it wasn't there anymore
>instead, in it's presence stood a folded parchment note
 
>you hazily make your way to the shelf, and pick up the note
>unfolding it, a familiar style script is seen scrawled across it.
>"Dear anonymous
 
I hope you don't mind, but I have borrowed one of your massage oils.
The one with the gold around it and the red liquid.
Aloe has been feeling quite under the weather from all the hard work, and with you teaching yoga, I offered to give her a massage.
I promise I won't use much, and will return it soon.
 
Love
Lotus"
 
>fuck
>you did mean for this to happen.
>out of your daze, you rush out the chamber and down the hallway again
>the spa is equipped with a breakroom for the staff in case they need some R&R as well
>They have to be in there
>bursting through the door, you see Lotus bending over Aloe
>Aloe's face is in a state of relaxation, as Lotus' hooves move along her back
>"Oh anon! Why have you not told us of this massage lotion before. It's simply luxurious." Aloe proclaimed with half closed eyes
>you see the cardinal smear of lotion across her pale rose coat
>Lotus massages it in deeper, across her lower back and rump
>ohshit.jpg
 
>As Lotus works the lotion deeper into Aloe's rump, something odd happens
>The room is at a standstill, their bodies motionless
>except for the occasional flicker of the candle and the wisp of incense smoke
>Aloe rolls onto her back, and gazes intently at Lotus, their breath quickening as the lotion takes effect on them both
>They bend their heads so that they can get closer to one another
>A last moment of hesitation, mouths inches apart
>Their lips finally meet, in one passionate kiss
>It escalates quickly, as they gently start tugging each other's hair, their kiss reaching a passionate crescendo.
>Their hooves wrap around each other's bodies, feverishly
>you stand there mesmerized
>though you have worked with them for quite some time
>never before have you seen this fiery passion between them
 
>like a moth to a flame, you are drawn closer to their embrace
>moving behind Lotus, your arms envelop her
>you nuzzle her neck
>she responds by arching her back within her kiss
>an invitation for your hands to move further across her soft belly
>from her rising chest, to her navel
>her one hoof rests upon your hand, and guides it down lower
>your own erection starts pressing against her back, as she grinds back into you
 
>your hand finally reaches between her legs
>It's already moist to the touch
>your fingers start caressing her button of bliss
>though it is soon joined by a second caress
>Aloe's hoof is already stroking her lips far below,
>her hoof meets up with your hand
>both her hoof and your fingers tenderly making Lotus gasp within the kiss
>her plot grinds further into your groin
>as a final treat, you nip at Lotus's ears
>finding her sweet spot
>her mane smells ever so sweet
>sweet, soft, rosy and slightly lemony
 
>Their kiss finally breaks, as Lotus turns to you.
>She pushes you down gently onto the lush carpet
>As you lie on your back, you admire her features
>in the past you have initially, but she soon just became a colleague along with Aloe
>in the background, as you became the person all the attending mares came to admire
>until you beheld the beauty of the white mare
>then you became one-track-minded
>your thoughts are interrupted with Lotus kneeling between your legs
>she leans in towards you
>sliding her hooves along your belly and chest
>like a prowling tigress, her hooves work over your chest
>even her eyes have that predatory gaze
>Aloe, legs spread as well, observes the show from up above on the massage table
>her hoof working over her own pussy
>her hoof caressing her pussy in tandem with Lotus' strokes across your chest
 
>Lotus smiles seductively as she undoes her headband
>Her rosy mane drapes over her shoulders as she leans down further over your chest
>She wafts her hair sensuously over your chest and belly
>the fine strands prove to be slightly ticklish
>she nuzzles your chest further, her tongue encircling your nipple
>pinching it between her teeth, before lowering herself down to your loins
>curiously, she tugs your pants lower, letting your aching erection bounce free
>gazing intently into your eyes, she kisses the tip ever so lightly
>she lifts her head and proceeds to coil her mane around your erect penis
>then slowly pulls away
>how did she learn to do this, you wonder to yourself
>the silken weave pulls and caresses your shaft in all the right places
 
>Aloe decides to partake in the action, as she get's off the massage table
>she walks over till she sits over you, before propping you up
>her hoof caresses your thigh as her other drapes over your shoulder
>nuzzling your neck, she gives it a long slow lick from your ear to your collar bone
>out of the blue however, she gives your neck a bite
>you cringe at the pain of her bite, clenching your teeth
>you feel like a gazelle caught between the thralls of two lionesses
>toying with their prey
>their combined lust resulting in a blend of fierce sexual energy
>Lotus proceeds to focus her attention again on your member
>with the skill of a snake charmer, she sways with the movement of her tongue
>the fur on her chin even caresses your balls, making you shudder
 
>Lotus pulls back from your member, and turns around looking over her shoulder as her mane hangs in her face
>she places both her hind-legs on either side of you
>in full view of the dim light, you see her mare pussy wink
>beads of fluid run down tantalizingly
>you help her over you, as she drapes herself over your knees
>reaching over, your hands rake across her back gently as her hips sway on you
>resting her head between your feet, she arches her back
>leaning in forward, you start of with a slow lick across her clitoris
>over the vagina, encircling it again and again
>you inhale deeply, her dripping honey ever fragrant in the tiny breakroom
>moving up between her cheeks, you even give her dainty ponut a generous lick
 
>she bites her lip in satisfaction from your oral service
>side to side, up and down, like waves of the ocean
>Aloe's head then rests upon yours, your hands reaching around to support her
>your crossed fingers forming a nice seat for her plush rump
>her own tongue takes over from you as she finishes rimming Lotus
>with you intently focusing on her pussy
>Lotus mumbles incoherently out of sheer pleasure
>though you've all decided it's time to move onto the main event
>Lotus slides off of you, and slumps down onto the ground whilst Aloe pulls Anon to the ground
>She straddles him, leans down and whispers into his ear.
>"You're such a big strong man Anon. Why don't you show zis mare a good time, no?"
>Ever the one to impress, you decide to try something along the lines of urdhva danarasana
>With a smirk, you pull your arms back plant them underneath your shoulders
>With a huff, you press up from your legs, until her hooves only touching the ground
>your back is straight as a plank, and your legs shake slightly from the weight on your groin
>"My my, aren't you a praiseworthy man." she said with a giggle
>"Now, it is time to give you the proper praise..."
>She reaches around and guides your slick member to her entrance
>Raising her plot, she sandwiches your cock between her cheeks, her wet lips enveloping it
>Grinding back and forth, your combined juices mix and run down your legs
 
>Lotus awakes from her brief blissful state, deciding to partake in your position
>Climbing back op top of your chest, she lies flat with her legs up against Aloe
>your arms and legs feel as if they are on fire with the weight of supporting two mares
>the pleasure however of Aloe's grinding masks the pain
>"Now just hold steady for me Anon dear," Lotus said nonchalantly
>She wraps her hind legs around Aloe's neck, using her shoulders as support
>She then places both her front hooves on your shoulders, before arching her back pressing her pussy into Aloe's muzzle
>Lotus looks at you from an inverted angle with a casual smile
>You gaze in disbelief as the erotic triangle is completed atop of your body
>She leans down and kisses you passionately, thrusting her tongue into your mouth
>You are amazed that Lotus is able to pull this off
>though you've probably only passed her a glance over in the advanced yoga classes
>much to your dismay that you are only realizing her skill now
>you tongue dances with hers within your mouth, encircled and entwined
>Aloe in turn gives generous oral pleasure yet again to Lotus
>Whilst doing so, in her grinding motion, your lingam slips effortlessly into her sopping wet yoni
>Immediately her tight walls grip your invading mushroom tip
>Never before in your life has endurance mixed so well with sheer pleasure
 
>Your mind awash with pleasure is awakened by both your nearing climax
>as well as your limbs shaking tremendously under the weight
>which feels like a mountain of weight across your body
>sensing your approaching climax, Aloe hilts your member inside her
>her inner muscles contracting like a vice around your shaft
>Lotus too, reaches her second orgasm, moaning into your kiss
>You gasp....
>a pause, the peak sensation of your mind dwelling in equanimity
>like a plane breaking the layer of clouds, only to be greeted by the glorious sun on the horizon
>only to dive back down spectacularly
>the base of your member pulses, as your seed erupts deep within Aloe
>her yoni milking the pillar with every spurt
>A collective moan, finished off with a deep sigh can be heard from all three
>your muscles give way, legs and arms buckle
>you collapse, the weight too much to bear
>a final jolt of pain as the two come to a stop atop you
>though it quickly fades as they fall gently atop each other as well
>Aloe rolls off of Lotus, your member springing free from her, a trail of cum leading back to the tip
>Lotus does the same from you, before coming to rest beside you on the left
>Aloe on your right, relaxes by your side draping her hooves over your chest
>both blissfully unconcerned of the sudden collapse of the intricate pose
>with some effort, you wrench your arms out from underneath you and wrap them around the two.
>your anguish of fate earlier now replaced with serenity of the present.
>It will take quite a bit of explanation to inform them of their sudden lustful experience.
>for now however, you rest in the moment peacefully
>in post coital bliss.
 
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