Anon Massages Twilight


                                            (Not mine)

                                            No.36926429

                                            "There. I have my next three friendship letters prepped and it only took me-FIVE HOURS!"

                                            >She rushes over to the clock.

                                            "Oh, no no no no no! This can't be!"

                                            >"Why the rush Twilight?"

                                            >You had been there to help with "inspiration" for the reports.

                                            >In reality you mostly just sat there while Twilight muttered to herself.

                                            "I wanted to go to the spa so I could get some relaxation in. But they close at five and now they're closed for the weekend!"

                                            >She sighs.

                                            "It's been kind of a busy week."

                                            >"I getcha. The work week can wear my down too."

                                            "I guess I'll just have to wait ‘til Monday."

                                            >She slumps her head down, clearly disappointed with the situation.

                                            >An idea pops into your head.

                                            >"You know Twilight, I may be no expert masseur but if you wanted me to rub your back for you I can."

                                            >She flashes you a weak smile.

                                            "That's very kind of you Anon, but I was hoping to get a ponut massage in. There's nothing that quite puts me at ease like one of those."

                                            >She says the last part with a dreamy tone.

                                            "I wouldn't want to waste your time if it's not going to do the same. Thank you though."

                                            >Ponut massage?

                                            >Is that a thing?

                                            >"Look, I may not know much about ponut massages, but if it'll help my friend relax I'm willing to try."

                                            "You would?"

                                            >"Absolutely."

                                            "Wow, you are a really good friend, you know that? This is going in the next friendship report for sure!"

                                            >You chuckle at her outburst.

                                            >"So, uhh. How would you like me to begin?"

                                            "Well, first we'll need some massage lube."

                                            >She levitates a bottle out of a drawer somewhere.

                                            "And somewhere to do it."

                                            >She teleports the both of you into her room.

                                            "There!"

                                            "Let me just get into position and then I'll be all ready."

                                            >She climbs up onto her bed and faces her rear towards you, legs dangling over the side.

                                            >She levitates you the bottle of lube.

                                            "Here you go. And Anonymous,"

                                            >"Yeah?"

                                            "Thank you so much. I don't know what I would do without you."

                                            >"No problem."

                                            >Walking up to the pony, she flicks her tail out of the way.

                                            >Wow.

                                            >A dark purple ponut and pussy stared at you from between her cheeks.

                                            >Was it getting hot in here or is it just you?


                                            >You start with her cheeks, grabbing one in each hand.

                                            >You slowly massage them in circles.

                                            >The soft of her fur with the pillowy feel of her plot felt marvelous.

                                            "That feels wonderful Anon."

                                            >Eventually you start to move inwards, slipping your thumbs into her crevice and spreading her cheeks wide.

                                            >Each time stretching her ponut and pussy open just a bit as you do so.

                                            >She had a slight sheen of sweat here from sitting all day, but it only helped to lubricate your thumbs as they made their way up and down.

                                            >You made sure to press firmly as you did so, to relieve any tension that might be hidden there.

                                            >Slowly you work your way in.

                                            >You place a thumb either side of her marehood and work up from there.

                                            >When you reach her ponut you press in a little, giving it a bit of a squeeze from the sides.

                                            >Finally reaching her dock, you give it a firm rub as well.

                                            >You repeat this several more times, Twilight making a gentle hum each time.

                                            >Ponut time.

                                            >You place a thumb on her puffy ring and begin to circle it.

                                            >The skin was mildly tacky from the bit of sweat, clinging to your thumb any time you lifted it.

                                            >An easy way to fix that.

                                            >You grab the bottle of lube and squirt a fair bit onto your fingers.

                                            >You start to rub it onto her ponut, wrapping your fingers around the meaty nub.

                                            >Before too long, it had acquired a shine in the evening light.

                                            >You go back to your ministrations, pressing your thumbs into the outside of her ring.

                                            >The puffy exterior giving way to firm muscle beneath.

                                            >Moving your thumbs up and down the ponut followed with.

                                            "Ohh yeah, there's the spot!"

                                            >Apparently the ponut is where this pony stored her stress.

                                            >You continue pressing and working the ring.

                                            >Slowly you could begin to feel the muscles relax.

                                            >Before too long, her ponut was blowing you kisses each time you did something to spread the orifice.

                                            >You place a thumb at the hole.

                                            >You wiggle in circles as you press in, the ponut enveloping the appendage completely as you do.

                                            >Removing the first thumb half way, you start to work the second one in.

                                            >Soon enough you have both thumbs inside.

                                            >You start to gently press outward with them, massaging her inner walls.

                                            >This gets a big

                                            "Ahhh"

                                            >Out of her.

                                            >You keep this up, every once in a while backing out to work the opening itself.

                                            >The longer you kept it up, the more it relaxed.

                                            >You could feel the muscle mildly twitching as it released all tension.

                                            >It got to the point where it hardly offered any resistance at all when you pressed into the sides of the ring.

                                            >She had achieved a fully relaxed ponut.

                                            >However, you notice that the ponut was not the only thing you had an effect on.

                                            >Looking below you see a glistening marehood indicating just how much she was enjoying this.

                                            >Now needing a larger instrument than your thumbs, you move onto your fist.

                                            >Making your fingers into a point, you slowly press it in.


                                            >The relaxed ring almost effortlessly just slides over as you make your way wrist deep.

                                            >You slowly move your hand inside and out, giving a slight turn with each insertion.

                                            >The gentle fisting had quite the effect on Twilight.

                                            "Yeah. That's the stuff!"

                                            >She was breathing heavily and her marehood was winking at you.

                                            >Another kind of release was soon going to be upon her.

                                            >You keep going.

                                            >Your fist releasing the deepest of tensions within her plot.

                                            >Each time bringing the knuckles of your hand just outside the ponut before pressing back in.

                                            "Yes, yes, yes!"

                                            >She shouts in time with your movements.

                                            "AHHH!"

                                            >Her ultra relaxed ponut feebly squeezes your hand as she came.

                                            >Her clit holding itself winked with each contraction.

                                            >Mare juice flowed like water.


                                            >When she was done she just laid there for a while.

                                            >You left your hand in her ponut as she slowly recovered.

                                            "Anon. That was, great."

                                            >She said between breaths.

                                            "Could you, could you get my plug from the drawer?"

                                            >Removing your hand from her, you go over to drawer she indicated.

                                            >Opening it up you see a wide variety of insertables.

                                            "Get the big silver one, the one with a switch on the back."

                                            >Grabbing her desired plug, you return to the mare.

                                            >Determining her ponut to already have enough lube you start to insert it.

                                            >With ease it slides it.

                                            >The "massage" had eliminated any tension that there might have been.

                                            "Would you set it to low, if you could?"

                                            >"Sure thing Twi."

                                            >Looking closely, you see the switch on the back was a speed control of sorts.

                                            >You switch it to low and a buzz starts to emanate from her backside.

                                            "Ahh, that's just perfect."

                                            >Taking a step back you look at the mare.

                                            >Basically a marshmallow in pony form, entirely relaxed on the bed.

                                            >Not wanting to disturb her new found state of zen, you gently ask her:

                                            >"Anything else you'd like me to do?"

                                            >She cracks her eyes open and smiles at you.

                                            "I want you to come here and cuddle me."

                                            >"Is that a part of the massage?"

                                            "Usually for a fee, but some cuddles would really top this off."

                                            >Obliging the pony, you go over to her and lay down beside her.

                                            >She snuggles up to you and wraps her arms around you.

                                            >You do the same, hugging the mare to you.

                                            >You could feel some of the vibrations from the plug when you made contact.

                                            "You know, you could have fooled me about not knowing anything about massage."

                                            >"I guess I'm just a fast learner."

                                            >The two of you just lay there.

                                            >Fortunately Twilight didn't seem to care about little Anon poking into her leg.

                                            >You would have some "important business" to take care of later, but for now, this was nice.

                                            >This was very nice.