This is a pretty old story now. The requester had a lot of specifics. Very little story, mostly sex. Specifics about the sex. He wanted Trixie to be very domineering and Twilight submissive. That's fine with me, it's his request. But I probably wouldn't have written this story this way if he hadn't given those specifics. Some may find Twilight too submissive and out of character.

“So, this is the room,” Twilight said, opening the door to her own bedroom. “It’s not much.”

“Yes, I can see that,” Trixie replied. “Still, I suppose it will have to do. At least you have some taste when it comes to decor,” she said, as she noticed Twilight’s star-patterned bedspread.

“I’m sorry again about your wagon. I’m glad I was able to catch up with you down the road. You were moving awfully fast.”

“Yes, well, The Great and Powerful Trixie has many appointments to keep. Punctuality is very important in the profession. Although I suppose a night in an in a middle-of-nowhere place like Ponyville couldn’t hurt. My fans will simply have to wait. Always leave them wanting, you know.”

“And I’m sorry again about my... about those ponies who were heckling you at the show. I wish they hadn’t interrupted you like that.”

“Oh, I pay them no mind. Hecklers are at every show for some reason, it seems. They got exactly what they had coming to them. The Great and Powerful Trixie is above such petty shenanigans.”

“Wow,” Twilight said, “you certainly have a great deal of self confidence.”

“Yes, obviously,” Trixie said. “But I’ll let you on to a little secret. Magicians aren’t supposed to tell anybody their secrets. But I’ll tell you since you seem to be a bit of an amateur hobbyist. You see, I wasn’t always so great and powerful. In fact, once, many years ago, I was quite meek and insecure. You might even say I was a bit of a shrinking violet. And I was such a klutz when it came to magic. I didn’t know my horn from my hoof.”

“Really?” Twilight asked.

“Yes, I was much like you. Still, years of cruel experience on the road have turned me into the magnificent specimen you see before you. I was tried and tested, and was found to excede. I am simply indefatigable.”

“This is all fascinating. I’d like to talk to you some more, but it is getting late.”

“Yes, I’m personally quite fatigued.”

“Perhaps we can talk again?” Twilight asked.

“How about over breakfast?”

“That sounds lovely.”

“I’ll have a bowl of hay, an english muffin, half a grapefruit, and coffee. I take it black. Black as the heart of the demon Tyrek whom I singlehoofedly defeated after he threatened to destroy all of Equestria.” Trixie lied down on Twilight’s bed. Pulling up the covers and getting in.

“I’ll try to remember that in the morning. Well... good night,” Twilight opened the door to leave.

“Oh, Twilight,” Trixie called.

“Yes?”

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Well, there’s a cot down in my basement, and since you’re taking my bed, I thought that...”

“No, no, no. I can’t put you out like that.”

“Oh, well, umm...”

“It’s much too cold in this drafty loft. You must share the bed with me to keep me warm.”

“Uhh, well...”

“Close the door, turn off the light, and come to bed. The Great and Powerful Trixie commands it.” Trixie couldn’t have been very cold. She had pulled the covers off to reveal her full body lounging on the mattress. Her head propped up on one hoof, another on her hip, invitingly.

Twilight closed the door and turned off the light. There was just enough moonlight streaming through the window to see by. She trotted over to bed and got in, pulling up the covers. Trixie watched her, waiting expectantly for a couple of minutes. “Fine,” Trixie finally said, “I’ll come over to you if that’s what you want.” Trixie slid over in the bed to Twilight, and wrapped her legs around you.

“My, my, my,” Trixie said, “you’re even colder than I am. Look how much you’re shivering.” Trixie started caressing Twilight with her hooves. “There, now isn’t this better?”

Twilight was shivering mostly because of nerves, partly because Trixie’s hooves were ice cold. Trixie used her free front hoof to stroke Twilight’s shoulder, down to her chest, down the curve of her hip, all the way to her rump and back again. She was using a hind hoof to stroke Twilight’s hind leg. Twilight’s shivering gradually diminished. They both began to warm up under the covers. In fact, they were both getting quite comfortable. Twilight felt as if she could fall asleep in Trixie’s legs right here and now.

Trixie began to stroke Twilight’s cheek with her hoof. Twilight opened her eyes, and peered straight into Trixie’s. There was enough moonlight to see Trixie’s face by. The moonlight seemed to accentuating and intensify Trixie’s colors- the blue of her coat, her long silvery mane. It appeared as if Trixie had been hand-crafted to be seen in the light of the moon. She was beautiful.

Twilight reached forward and kissed her on the lips. It was powerful, passionate. Trixie caressed Twilight’s ears and the back of her head.

“I... I’ve only just met you today,” Twilight paused to say. “Yet I feel so strongly towards you. I think I’ve fallen in love with you. I’ve never felt like this about anybody before.”

“Yes, I know,” said Trixie, “the Great and Powerful Trixie has that effect on ponies.”

They kissed again, pecking each other on the mouth, on the cheeks, on the tip of their noses. They kissed on the lips, holding them together for a long, loving moment. Trixie ran her hoof from the back Twilight’s neck, down the small of her back, and all the way to her tail. She pulled the tail back up Twilight’s back, twisting it around her wrist several times for grip, and gave it a series of light tugs. A surge of ecstasy raced up Twilight’s spine like an electrical shock.
Both ponies, still kissing, opened their mouths and extended their tongues. It was spontaneous, and simultaneous. The kiss had gone from one of loving tenderness to erotic passion with the beat of a heart. Trixie drove her tongue in. Twilight responded, wrestling with it, pushing it back into Trixie’s mouth. Holding it down, Twilight pushed her own into Trixie’s as far as it would go. She could feel Trixie surprised by her aggression. Trixie slowly rolled over onto her back, and Twilight got on top of her.

Twilight began her slow descent downwards. She started with Trixie’s lower lip. She bit it lightly, stretched it outwards, and then let go with an inaudible slap. She kissed the little cleft between her lower lip and her chin. She kissed the tip of her chin itself, and moved lower still. She peppered Trixie’s neck with kisses. She nipped a bit at the skin of her neck, making her whole body twitch. She sucked on it hard, leaving a dark red hickey underneath Trixie’s blue coat.

Impatient, Twilight continued her way south, dotting a line of kisses down Trixie’s chest. She could hear Trixie’s heart beating within her chest. Her pulse was growing faster, stronger. Twilight reached the bottom of Trixie’s ribs, and nibbled at the tips of them. Trixie burst into girlish laughter at the tickling. She swiveled her hips left and right under Twilight’s warm body. Twilight continued nibbling until Trixie’s laughter began to die down, bored. Trixie’s hooves reached up to resume stroking Twilight’s mane. Twilight kissed circle’s around Trixie’s little navel, and continued south.

Twilight stopped her path of kissing right between Trixie’s breasts. Twilight’s head was beneath the covers now. It was completely dark, and Twilight could not see the breasts that must have been right before her eyes. She started to slowly, very slowly drag her lips across Trixie’s flesh, moving to her right. She pecked occasionally, but mostly just dragged her pursed lips. Trixie’s flesh began a steep rise, just off center. It was the curve of her left breast. The flesh below Twilight’s lips grew softer, more cushy. Twilight realized that Trixie’s tits were much larger than her own. The rise in slope began to level off. The edge of Twilight’s lips reached the edge of Trixie’s areola. Twilight’s lips were sensitive, but they could just barely feel the line of small bumps that ringed her nipple. The center of Twilight’s lips reached the tip of Trixie’s nipple. She sucked it in, just the tip. It was soft and cylindrical, like a tiny marshmallow. Twilight sucked a bit harder. More of the areola disappeared into her mouth. She played with it with her tongue. By Trixie’s change in breath, Twilight could tell that she was enjoying it. Soon Trixie’s entire nipple was in her mouth, and some of the breast as well. On her tongue, Twilight could feel Trixie’s areola contracting, her whole nipple stiffening, growing erect at the tip. Trixie’s rear left leg began to slowly move up Twilight’s side. She wrapped it around Twilight’s shoulder. Twilight bit down, and Trixie squeaked. She let go of the nipple with her mouth, making a wet pop. She buried her muzzle into Trixie’s breast. Jostling it, hefting it. She quickly moved over to her other breast, not bothering to tease this time. She took the whole nipple into her mouth straight away and sucked hard. It grew erect in a flash. Trixie’s other leg shot up to join the other, wrapped around twilight’s shoulders.

Twilight continued her tour of kisses downwards. Soon she was at the tip of the cleft of Trixie’s pussy. She inhaled deeply through her nose. Soap and water, nothing more. She slowly kissed every single spot of her pussy, all the way down to the end of the cleft. Trixie was dry.

“I love you, Great and Powerful Trixie,” Twilight said.

Trixie was wet. Sopping wet. Twilight licked with her rough, wide tongue, all they up. Trixie groaned. Twilight licked again, harder this time. Her tongue pushed Trixie’s lips apart. The tip slid into her hole. Twilight licked upwards, rubbing Trixie’s clit first with the back of her tongue and then moved up to the tip. She danced the tip of her tongue across Trixie’s clit, her thighs quivered in ecstasy. Twilight placed the tip of her hoof on Trixie’s cunt. She wedge it in a little, twisting it. Trixie’s fat pussy lips spread smoothly over the tip of the hoof. Twilight licked circles around her clit, spiralling outwards and then back inwards. She teased it, pretending to draw close and the pulling away. She then took it into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could, applying just a bit of pressure with her teeth. Trixie moaned. Trixie spread her legs as far apart as they would go, and with her hind hooves on Twilight’s back, started thrusting her pussy up into the air. Trixie threw off the covers and then returned her front hooves to the back of Twilight’s head to keep it steady.

Twilight stuck out her tongue as far as it would go. Trixie started to fuck it as best she could, lunging her hips up and down to drive Twilight’s tongue in and out of her pussy while her head remained stationary. She propped her head up so she could watch it in the moonlight. She could see Twilight’s big dark eyes. They were looking up at her. They wanted her. They adored her. Trixie shoved her pussy into twilight’s face as hard as she could. She started humping Twilight’s muzzle. She could feel Twilight’s hot breath on her clit as she tried to breathe. Twilight flicked her tongue up to tickle Trixie’s g-spot. It was too much.

“Oh, yes, that’s it, Trixie!” Trixie screamed. Trixie came. She wrapped her thighs around Twilight’s head hard, and pivoted her hips left and right in orgasm. Her large tits flopped about randomly. Then she released and collapsed into bed, her tongue lolling out.

“Oh my god, I’m good,” Trixie gasped as she tried to catch her breath.

“Yes you are,” Twilight said. She started kissing the inside of Trixies thighs, right along the crotch. She worked her way back up Trixie’s body they way she had gone down. She stopped again at Trixie’s tits, sucking on the nipples. She pecked back up Trixie’s belly, chest, neck, and returned to the lips.

“I want to taste myself,” Trixie said, and jammed her tongue into Twilight’s mouth, feeling around with it, tasting. Their tongues wrestled again, they made out for long minutes as Trixie’s pulse gradually returned to normal. Trixie stroked Twilight’s back, moving down to her hips. She played with Twilight’s butt, squeezing her cheeks.

“You’re so young,” Trixie murmured between kisses. “So inexperienced. But you’ve got some potential.”

“Will you teach me?” Twilight sighed.

“I won’t teach you everything,” Trixie said. “But I’ll accept you as my student.

Trixie rolled Twilight over onto her back. She shuffled around and straddled Twilight’s head; Trixie herself facing in the opposite direction. Trixie raised her tail high into the air and lowered her crotch onto Twilight’s face.

“I want you to lick my ass,” Trixie ordered.

Twilight did as she was told. She daintly licked the center of Trixie’s anus. It looked a dark blue in the shifting moonlight. She could feel it contracting in response. She heard Trixie sigh in pleasure. Twilight licked downwards to her pussy again, then back up. Her tongue bringing back some of Trixie’s wetness. She licked around the asshole, spreading lubricant where ever her tongue went. She went back to her clit to get more. Her nostrils breathed warm air on Trixie’s wet butthole, making her moan in excitement. Twilight touched the tip of her tongue back to the center. She pushed with it. It went nowhere. She licked around it again, and up and down, hoping to get it to relax. She pushed into it again, still no movement. The tip of her tongue stayed in play while the rest wobbled up and down in exertion.
“You taste so good, Great and Powerful Trixie,” Twilight said.

Slowly, ever so slowly, she was able to squeeze her tongue in. She had to pull it out to rest, and then push it back in again. Each time it grew easier and easier to move forward. After some time, she was able to get her whole tongue in. She began to rapidly move it in and out. Occasionally she reached down to tickle Trixie’s clit, surprising her.

“Ooooh,” Trixie moaned again and again as Twilight gave her a rimjob. Twilight slowly spread her legs apart. Trixie was inattentive, she was having too much fun being serviced. Twilight spread wide, and eventually Trixie took notice. She took in the sight before her, Twilight’s pussy, upside-down. It looked young, smooth, an innie. Trixie found nothing about it that appealed to her. She looked down at Twilight’s two little tits. They were much smaller and less pretty than her own. They were the best kind of tits, in Trixie’s opinion. She lowered her head and began to nuzzle them. She rubbed her cheek into one, her ear on the other, moving around in broad circles, and then switched sides. She kissed the perky flesh. She blew on the nipples and watched as the grew erect. She took them into her mouth and sucked on them.

Twilight began to squirm underneath her. Twilight’s chin and neck were wet from Trixie’s sopping pussy. She was moaning, her tongue still in Trixie’s ass. Trixie opened her eyes, one of Twilight’s nipples still in her mouth. She took a closer look at Twilight’s pussy. Small beads of wetness were dripping down her cleft, glittering in the moonlight. Trixie grew curious. She licked once, broadly, all the way down the outside of Twilight’s love.

She tastes like me, Trixie thought to herself. She licked again. And again. She didn’t care about the clit; she only licked. Twilight’s tail began flicking upwards, grazing Trixie’s head with long purple hair, like a fan. Twilight, very excited now, dug her muzzle into Trixie’s rear as far as it could go. Trixie was eating messily. She pulled at Twilight’s clit. She pulled at Twilight’s lips until they slipped out of her own. She dug her tongue into Twilight’s hole and licked all around, slurping as she did so.

“Oh my god, Trixie,” Trixie said, “You’re so good.”

Trixie licked the outside again, all the way up and down. She squeezed Twilight’s thighs around her head, and they both wriggled in excitement.

“I have to fuck you,” Trixie said. She slid down Twilight’s body. Twilight’s tongue popped out of Trixie’s anus with a sloppy smack. Trixie slid all the way down, hooked a leg underneath one of Twilight’s, and they both started scissoring. Clit rubbed on clit. They repositioned and their lips smooshed together in a wet kiss. Their hips both rocking back and forth, up and down. It was a bit awkward at first, but they soon found a smooth rhythm, each humping their clit on an appropriate spot.

Trixie was cumming again. She reached down and started to squeeze her own tits. Her hips began to vibrate out of control. She lost the rhythm, but she didn’t care.

“Oh, yes!” Trixie shouted. “I’m coming! Ooooh, nnnngg!” Trixie came. She collapsed into the mattress, drenched in sweat, saliva, and vaginal fluid. When awareness returned to her, she realized she was still in the scissoring position, and Twilight was still humping away. Twilight was more humping her thigh than her pussy, as Trixie had slid a bit out of position. Trixie moved her leg out of the way, and assumed a doggy-style position. She allowed Twilight to trib with her some more. Trixie’s tail moved up and down, whipping Twilight’s two small tits ever so slightly. She pulled a bit with her teeth on Twilight’s tail underneath her.”

“I think I’m coming,” wheezed Twilight. Her clit rubbed faster and faster against Trixie’s pussy. “Yes, I’m coming. I’m almost there. I’m almost there.”

“I’m getting uncomfortable,” Trixie said, getting up off her knees.

“What?” asked Twilight, confused.

“And besides, it’s getting late,” Trixie said. She laid back down beside Twilight. Twilight’s hips were still thrusting up and down involuntarily, begging for an orgasm that never came. “A performer of my caliber needs her beauty sleep.”

“Oh,” said Twilight, closing her legs. Trixie put her legs around her, hugging her close. Twilight was shivering as the sweat cooled on her body.

“You did very good today,” Trixie said. “I’m proud of you. You might just be my number one fan.” Trixie moved her hoof down to squeeze Twilight’s butt cheek. Twilight responded by moving one leg over Trixie and hugging her close as well. She moved the other hoof down to her pussy. She was thinking perhaps she may finish herself once Trixie fell asleep.

“You think perhaps we could do this again in the morning?” Twilight asked impatiently. Twilight reached over to kiss her, but Trixie turned her head quickly. She accepted the kiss on a cheek.

“Yes, but be sure to let me sleep in. You may service me after you’ve brought me my breakfast. Oh, if I didn’t mention it before, I’ll take 1% milk with my bowl of hay.” She was soon snoring loudly.

Same requester. Lots of specifics. Submissive Twilight.

Trixie woke up in Twilight’s bed, and in a grumpy mood. Here she was, in bed, awake, and there wasn’t any breakfast in front of her, like she had specifically said there should be. Trixie got up out of bed with a huff, threw on her clothes, and stomped herself downstairs. There wasn’t anybody in the library, as it was closed for the weekend, but she heard a commotion coming from the kitchen.

“So this is where you’re hiding The Great and Powerful Trixie’s breakfast?” Trixie asked, as she shoved her way through the kitchen door.

“Oh!” said Twilight, as she looked around at the mess she had made. “Oh. Oh! I was just finishing it. It will be just another minute or two. Would you still like me to bring it up to you? You can get back in bed and...”

“No, no, no,” Trixie interrupted. “Too late, too late,” she sat down at the kitchen table with all the airs of royalty having to deal with peasants. “I’ll just have my breakfast down here.” Trixie drummed her fingers impatiently on the table while an over-taxed Twilight set the table and served up a full course breakfast. She watched, hopeful, as Trixie dug in.

“How is it?” Twilight asked a few minutes later.

“This grapefruit is too sour,” Trixie said. “And there’s too much ketchup on the hashbrowns.”

“Oh dear,” Twilight said. “I wish I had warned you - the ketchup sometimes comes out of that bottle too fast.”

“Yes, well, if wishes were horses then beggars would ride.”

“I wish I could make it up to you,” Twilight walked behind Trixie’s chair and placed her hands on the back of her neck. She began to massage her neck and shoulders.

“Mmm, that’s a little more like it,” Trixie said with a mouth full of eggs.

“You know, I’m real sorry I couldn’t give you breakfast in bed,” Twilight said. Trixie rolled her eyes. Twilight was massaging lower down Trixie’s chest. Her fingers were dragging lazy circles where Trixie’s flesh grew soft just above her breasts. “I was sort of hoping that maybe after you were done with your breakfast that maybe I could get back in bed with you and...”

Trixie almost choked on her bacon. “No! No!”

“Oh. I’m sorry, is there anything I could do...”

“The Great and Powerful Trixie was just thinking I’d like a massage, actually,” Trixie said. “Your crude rubbing has me in mind for a real one. By a professional masseuse.”

“That’s a wonderful idea!” Twilight beamed. “There’s a spa here in Ponyville. It’s just down the street.”

“Wonderful,” Trixie polished off her breakfast and stood up. “It’s just what I need.”

“Oh, I just can’t wait!” Twilight squealed.

“You?” Trixie asked, skeptically.

“Oh, and I’ll have to invite all my friends!”

“Your friends?”

“Stay right here!” Twilight said. “I’ll run upstairs and call them, and then we’ll all go out together.” Twilight ran up the stairs. When she ran back down again Trixie had already left.

The twins, Aloe and Vera Lotus, had come in early to catch up on some accounting and other paper work. The spa didn’t usually open until noon on the weekends. They had the front door propped open, simply to let in a nice fresh breeze. They had never had a customer just walk in before, especially with the ‘closed’ sign still in the window, but neither of them had met Trixie before.

“Well this will have to do,” Trixie said, looking around at the lobby, not completely pleased.

“Oh, excuse me, Mees,” Aloe said, brushing back a bit of her long, pink hair. “But we are closed at the moment.

“Oh, you are? How fortunate.” Trixie checked the sign in the window and then closed and locked the door behind her. “Now I won’t be disturbed by that loudmouth and her awful friends.”

“Um. Mees. We are closed to all of our customers.”

“Yes, of course you are. And thank goodness. Naturally, the Great and Powerful Trixie is a celebrity, and no mere customer.”

Aloe blinked a few times then turned to her sister. Vera was identical in every aspect with her twin, except her long and flowing hair was a soft shade of blue. When Aloe spoke, she used their native language, so that Trixie wouldn’t understand.

<Is my accent too thick? She does not seem to understand me. I am unsure of a polite way to say ‘get lost’.>

<Did she just say she was a celebrity?> Vera asked.

<Well, I’ve never heard of her.>

<If she’s a celebrity, maybe we should take good care of her. A celebrity endorsement might be just what our business needs.>

Trixie made a point of coughing loudly. “You know,” Trixie said, rolling her eyes. “I don’t know about where you come from, but in this country it’s considered very rude to not speak English in front of people who don’t understand your language. And the Great and Powerful Trixie most certainly does not speak Mexican.”

Aloe turned back to Vera. <Or maybe she’s going to ... maybe she’s just going to be one of those ‘problem’ customers.>

<In which case we should still just take her money and get her out of here as fast as possible.>

“Welcome to our spa, Mees Treexie!” Aloe smiled at her. “Won’t you step dees way?”

Aloe treated Trixie first to a manicure and pedicure. Vera stayed at the desk to do the paper work. Then she could hear all the chattering and complaining coming from the next room. She felt a little guilty leaving her sister to deal with a problem customer so she got up to help her. Aloe did her fingers while Vera did her toes.

Next Trixie was given a mud bath. Then she was showered off and sat in the sauna which, according to Trixie, was much too hot and muggy. She cooled off afterwards with a quick dip in the pool, and then it was off for a massage.

The women’s massage table was one of the newer and more expensive pieces of equipment that the twins had in their spa. It was very thin, but very sturdy. At the head of the table there was a cushioned ring for Trixie to place her face and, as it was specifically a table for women, there were two holes in the table itself for her breasts, so that she could lay down on it comfortably and flat on her belly while they gave her a massage. They were just about the largest breasts that the twins had ever seen. There was a brief, awkward moment when Trixie had to stuff her breasts through the normally adequate holes.

Both of the sisters worked hard on Trixie’s tense muscles. All the way from her ankles, up her calves, thighs, butt, back and shoulders, the twins massaged her until she was spongy and soft. For the first time in a very long time, Trixie began to relax. She almost fell asleep due to the twins’ administrations. She was feeling generous, and that they might deserve a reward when all was said and done.

“All right, Mees Treexie,” Vera said when they were done. “That is the full service, everything our spa has to offer. We hope you have had a wonderful time in our spa.”

“Is that everything?” Trixie asked, rolling over on the table with a smile. “What about...,” she bent one knee up and then let her leg fall sideways, a clear attempt to draw their attention to her pussy, “a happy ending?”

Aloe and Vera blinked at Trixie in confusion for a moment. “You two are just about the finest spa servants the Great and Powerful Trixie has ever known. You’re both so young and seductive. Not as young and seductive as the Great and Powerful Trixie, of course, but you’re still much more attractive than my usual servants. The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn’t usually pay for happy endings all that often, but I thought that perhaps you’d be honored with the privilege.”

Again the twins blinked in confusion. Aloe finally spoke. “Can me and my seester speak for just a moment, please?”

“Of course,” Trixie said. “Prepare the hot oils, or whatever it is that you do. I’ll be waiting patiently.”

The twins ducked back into a supply room, and again turned to their native language, on the off chance that she might be eavesdropping.

<Did she just ask for a happy ending?> one asked the other.

<Does she not know that means she’s asking for a handjob?>

<Well, whatever she thinks she’s asking for, it’s obvious she wants sex.>

<That is not the sort of business we run here.>

<I know! It’s been over two weeks since I last had sex with a customer!>

<My point exactly! It’s not our usual specialty.>

<She is rather attractive.>

<And she is a celebrity.>

<Are you sure she really is a celebrity?>

<Well, she sure acts like one.>

<What if the tabloids found out that we had sex with her? It could be a huge scandal.>

<Are you kidding? Our business will probably explode.>

<But what about her career? A scandal could destroy her career.>

<Remember when she yelled at you because her mud bath was too dirty?>

The other twin thought about it for a moment. <Good point. Let’s do it.>

Aloe and Vera walked out of the supply room. “Well, Mees Treexie. This is not normally a service provided by our spa. But because you are such a special guest, a VIP, my seester and I have decided...”

Aloe stopped cold. If Trixie had decided to wait for them, she hadn’t been waiting very patiently. She had her right tit squeezed tightly in one hand, and was slowly massaging it around in big, lazy circles. Her other hand was at her crotch, and she was stroking her middle finger up and down the groove of her pussy. Aloe decided there was little point in talking anymore, and so the twins got to work.

Vera got up on the table and straddled Trixie. She pressed her lips into Trixie’s and really kissed her hard. Trixie sighed heavily through her nose, relaxing even further, and brought her arms up around Vera’s back, interlacing her fingers. Vera drove her tongue out from between her lips and into Trixie’s. Trixie’s tongue was lazy, and mostly laid there while Vera toyed with it, and taunted it, finally stirring it up from a kind of relaxed sleep. Once aroused, Trixie jammed her tongue into Vera’s mouth. Trixie held Vera’s head in place, her hands now grabbing at her long blue hair. She forced Vera’s tongue around, bullying it. She let Vera know who was the boss here, and who was the the servant.

All Aloe could do was watch Trixie make out with her sister. There wasn’t enough room on the table for all three of them. That said, it wasn’t all that bad, just watching them making out. Trixie’s body had already been covered in massage oil, and her skin was glistening. It was starting to rub off on Vera. Their heavy, large breasts were pressed into each other, smooshing each other. As Trixie was on her back, her tits were spilling over to the side a bit, exposing each large, reddish nipple. Aloe found herself wanting to suck on them, if Vera wasn’t already toying at them with her fingers.

Aloe was slowly walking around the table, getting in a panoramic view of the sex. Vera had her thigh in between Trixie’s legs, and Trixie was slowly humping, grinding her pussy into it. Vera’s ass was high in the air, and slowly swinging back and forth, in rhythm to the methodical, erotic pumping of Trixie’s hips.

Vera opened her eyes just briefly to glance over at Aloe. For the second time this morning, she felt a little sorry for her sister. Aloe was standing in the corner, watching. She was up on her tippy toes, occasionally rocking back onto her heels. As Trixie had been earlier, she was now grabbing at one of her tits while fingering herself. She was also biting at her lower lip in strained anticipation. Aloe broke the kiss with Trixie, then begged her into rolling over beneath her.

Trixie finally acquiesced, and turned back around, planting her face back in the ring, and squeezed her tits back into the two holes. Aloe hurriedly slid onto her knees underneath the table and planted her lips on Trixie’s mouth, as her face was stuck down into the ring. Their tongues slid past each other and into the other’s mouth. Their tongues wrestled with each other, Trixie was naturally dominate and assertive, Aloe was horny and overexcited.

Vera, still on the table on Trixie’s back, wasn’t content to play second fiddle. She lowered herself down so that she was flat against Trixie, then she nibbled at Trixie’s ears while her sister kissed her from the other side of the table. She bit first at Trixie’s left ear, then her right. She slid her tongue around Trixie’s ear lobe, then stuck it in just far enough to make Trixie twitch and squirm. Then Aloe bit and kissed at Trixie’s long, elegant neck.

Beneath the table, if Aloe had her eyes open she would have noticed the color of the light changing. Trixie’s and Vera’s long hair was cascading over the edge of the table, turning it silver and blue. It grew more silver than blue as Vera descended downwards, kissing at Trixie’s smooth marble-like back. Vera often looked at backs all day. Her hands were often sore after a full shift of massaging. Now she was drawing her tits around in circles across Trixie’s back, as if massaging Trixie with her stiff, erect nipples. It felt so much better than massaging with her fingers. Trixie was moaning and cooing as if she agreed. Vera stuck her sharp chin into the small of Trixie’s back and dug at it. Trixie responded with a squeal. Vera kissed at the same spot while she kneaded Trixie’s buttocks with her strong fingers. Unable to resist any longer, she lowered herself all the way and kissed at Trixie’s cheeks. She bit at them and sucked her soft, supple flesh into her mouth. Vera inhaled deeply through her nostrils, smelling Trixie’s moistened love.

With a little regret, Vera began to work her way back up Trixie’s spine with her chin and her lips. She laid on Trixie fully again, placing her head down on the back of Trixie’s, then reached around the table and grabbed Trixie’s tits. The bulk of her big, floppy tits were hanging down from below the holes in the table, and there was more than enough flesh to fill Vera’s hands. She played with them and squeezed at them; sometimes she gently dragged her fingertips across the soft, silky skin, other times she really dug her nails in. Trixie seemed to like the attention, given the way she groaned and squealed.

It didn’t escape Aloe’s notice. She broke the kiss and looked up into Trixie’s face, still nested in the ring. Her mouth was opened wide in pleasure. Her eyes were shut tight, and her skin was flushed red. Then Aloe looked down and saw Vera’s fingers grabbing at Trixie’s boobs. Aloe slid further underneath the table on her butt, took Vera’s hand off of Trixie’s left tit, craned head up, and sucked Trixie’s hanging nipple into her mouth.

Vera, with all the grace of a gymnast, swung her legs off the table, hopped onto the floor, and got down underneath the table with Aloe. There was a brief struggle as her and her sister jostled for room, then they were both content when their mouths latched on to Trixie’s breasts. Trixie smiled, and caressed the backs of their heads with her hands. They both sucked gently at first, their lips making wet, squelchy, sucking noises. As time went on, their sucking became more fierce. Trixie’s breasts were being pulled, stretched, further away from the holes in the table. Aloe and Vera would alternate, first Vera pulling down, and then Aloe. Trixie’s nails started to dig into their scalps. They bit at her nipples, and pulled down as they put their weight into it. One inch, two, two and half. Trixie screeched in delight and pain. At one point, the nipple popped out of Aloe’s mouth, and slid down, wet, along the side of her cheek. She tried to find it again using only her mouth. Her tongue ran wet circles all over Trixie’s breast, leaving a trail of saliva, before she found it again and sucked it back in. She had left several red hickies on her white skin when she had given up the search a few times and simply sucked onto her tit.

Trixie let them both suck for awhile longer. Then she grabbed all of Vera’s hair into a pony tail and pulled her out from underneath the table. She couldn’t remember her name, all she knew was that she was the one with the blue hair. Trixie’s nipple came popping out of her mouth with a wet smack. Vera stood up to the side of the table, trying to catch her balance and her breath. Trixie tried to get up, then was pulled back down to the table when Aloe wouldn’t let go. She laughed and Aloe finally opened her mouth.

Trixie pushed herself upwards, spread her legs, and straddled the table. She started to scoot herself up the table, leaving a thin wet trail behind herself. Carefully balanced, she sat on the ring meant to hold her face. Almost instantly, without any prompting, the pink-haired twin shot her face up into Trixie’s pussy and started to eat her out.

Trixie nearly fell off the table. She would have if the blue-haired twin hadn’t caught her. Aloe had her pouting lips dug deep into Trixie’s cunt. Her nose was rubbing at her clit and her whole face was getting dripping wet. She was vigorously shaking her head back and forth, almost motorboating Trixie’s pussy lips. She would only pause occasionally to stick her tongue deep inside and tickle Trixie’s g-spot, or to suck her clit between her teeth and bite at it, while taking a momentary breath through her nose.

Trixie was hunched over as she sat on the ring. She was being held up only by Vera. Trixie had her hands on Vera’s shoulders, and her moaning face pressed into her chest. She could feel Vera’s beating heart, but she could barely hear it over her own pumping, rushing blood. After several minutes of receiving Aloe’s expert tongue work, she noticed Vera’s bare breasts. They were very big and very round and, while not as large as her own, they were certainly a nice pair. Aloe noticed the attention. She placed one hand under her breast and lifted. The nipple hung in space, an inch between Trixie’s lips. Eventually, she opened them and sucked it in.

Trixie sucked lazily, and more than a little sloppily. She wasn’t even coming close to sucking as vigorously as the twins had been doing earlier. She wasn’t the most generous of lovers, and she was also being distracted down below. Aloe was flicking the tip of her tongue across Trixie’s clit, faster and faster. Trixie still had Vera’s nipple between her teeth when she started to cum. She bit down on it. Vera screamed, mostly in pleasure, but also because Trixie was biting just a little too hard. Vera had to wedge her thumb between Trixie’s lips and teeth to get her to let go. As soon as she did, Trixie pulled her whole body close, hugging her. She was vigorously humping the ring of the table now, her legs flying up wildly at the knees. Aloe still had her face way up in Trixie, still working vigorously as Trixie finished cumming, and for a long time afterwards.

Later, Aloe got up from underneath the table and they both helped Trixie down from the table. She was still shaky and weak from the massive orgasm. They took her hands in theirs, and led her out of the parlor, past the pool, and back into the sauna. It was just as hot and muggy as it had been before. Trixie sat down on a long cedar bench. Vera set down a towel and laid down on the bench next to Trixie, on her back, and spread her legs. Aloe dumped a cup of water on the scalding hot stones and the sauna was soon filled with thick, steamy fog.

Trixie looked down at Vera. She was fingering herself, just as Trixie had been doing earlier on the massage table. If anything, the blue-haired twin was making it even more obvious what it was that she wanted. Trixie shrugged her shoulders, then laid down and stuck her face between Vera’s legs. Vera was using her fingers to spread her pussy lips apart. It looked very much like a cliched Valentine’s heart. It was deep red, glistening wet in the light, and had the thin black crease right down the middle. Trixie licked it ever so slowly from bottom to top, while Vera still had it spread with her fingers, then from top to bottom again before she slid her tongue deep inside. Vera rocked and swayed her hips slowly as Trixie ate her out. Slowly was the best that she could manage, Trixie herself was only very slowly licking here and kissing there. The heat seemed to be sapping her energy.

Her lower half had been twisted to the side so that she had been laying on her hip while she pleasured Vera. Now she was getting up onto her knees, only to get a better position. No sooner had she done so then Aloe came up behind her. Trixie’s ass was high in the air when Aloe spread Trixie’s cheeks apart and stuck her face in between them. She started with Trixie’s pussy again, but soon rose upwards, licking along that narrow bit of skin between her pussy and anus, and then she finally started to lick her ass itself. She heard Trixie’s muffled squeals of joy from between her sister’s legs, and then Vera herself cried out in pleasure, as Trixie’s tongue finally came back to life with extra vigor.

Trixie’s little asshole was clenched tightly shut. Aloe found she had to really force her tongue in. It inched its way through the muscle, and then plunged beyond. Aloe’s tongue darted in and out. Over the minutes, Trixie finally began to relax. Her ass got looser, and Aloe’s tongue slid more easily. Trixie had been at the spa all morning now, and this was the last muscle in her body to finally relax. Vera screamed again and again in near orgasmic bliss, timed almost exactly with the effort that Aloe gave in rimming Trixie. It was as if she were a living conduit between the two sisters, pleasing as she herself was pleased.

It was too hot in the sauna. A few more minutes and Trixie had to stop. It was getting hard for her to breathe. Her lungs were filled with steam and, while the sauna was filled with the pleasant odor of cedar, it was just too thick for comfort. Trixie sat back up, a bit wobbly from sitting up too fast. She looked back down at Vera’s gaping wet pussy, her lips still spread apart with her fingers.

Trixie was still indescribably horny. She laid down on the bench again, this time facing the opposite direction. She hooked her leg around Vera’s legs, pressed their pussies together, and the two started to scissor each other. They gyrated their hips slowly at first, as the heat had sapped their strength, but as they grew more sexually excited again their speed increased in turn.

Aloe got up off the bench, climbed up on the overhanging bench above Trixie and Vera, laid down on it, and looked over the side to watch her sister tribbing with Trixie. Both of them were sweaty. They had been since the moment they had stepped into the sauna. Now they were all sweating buckets. To add to that, now both had become covered with massage oil. Their bodies seemed almost like one big quivering, glistening, writhing mass. Their two shaved pussies glided across each other almost frictionlessly. There was only the occasional wet squelching sound that interrupted their grunting and groaning.

Aloe used a single hand to brush the pink hair drooping over her face, then placed that hand between her own thighs. She was watching as she slipped one finger into herself. Then two. Then three. She thrusted her fingers in and out forcefully, almost slapping her palm of her hand against her clit, almost spanking it. Aloe had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming. She almost had an orgasm, but she forced it back down and waited. She was watching Trixie and her sister patiently. She wanted to time it just right.

Five minutes passed. Ten. Fifteen. It was a dangerously long amount of time to spend in the sauna, and now they were pushing their exertion to the extreme. Both Vera and Trixie were on their elbows. Their asses were almost up off the bench they were grinding so furiously. Their large slick tits were swinging around in circles. Their areolas were huge and relaxed. Aloe watched closely as their breathing grew ragged, and their moaning rose in pitch. She started to furiously masturbate again, knowing that they were close to orgasm. Vera screamed first, then Aloe. Finally, Trixie had her second orgasm and added her voice to the chorus.

The three women came staggering out of the sauna and then they all plunged into the pool. Trixie was instantly alert again, as if a bolt of electricity had rushed through her body. It was one of the most refreshing feelings she had ever felt. She swam a lazy circle, and then headed over to the cement stairs. She sat down on one of them, her upper body half out of the water, and laid back.

The twins came swimming over. Their faces just out of the water, they swam up to Trixie and sucked her now chilled, erect nipples into their mouths. Their weightless bodies floated up in the water as they sucked. Trixie looked down at their heads, one pink, the other blue. Their hair was much darker now that it was wet and sticking to their scalps, or drifting aimlessly in the water. They didn’t bite or pull this time, just gently sucked, as peaceful as the water they were floating in.

Trixie felt hands from both of the twins grab her knees at the same time. It was as if they both knew what the other was about to do. Then she felt those hands slowly sliding up the insides of her thighs. Her body shook with a rejuvenated excitement. One of them, Trixie didn’t know what her name was, the blue one, started to play with her clit. The pink one slid her finger inside. Her finger had been cooled by the water. It felt wonderful, so sensitive. The first one, the blue one, slid a finger in as well and shared Trixie’s pussy with her sister. They both slid their finger in and out, reciprocating with each other. They never stopped sucking Trixie’s tits while they fingered her.

The morning grew on, and Trixie slowly returned to her usual state of bored disdain. They all agreed that the session was at an end, and Trixie was well satisfied with their service. They got out of the pool, toweled off, and got dressed. Trixie paid her bill, the twins wished her well and hoped she could recommend their establishment, then opened the spa for business.

As she had with the spa, Trixie ignored the “closed” sign in the library window and walked right in through the front door, pausing only to unlock it with Twilight’s key. Once inside, she threw the key on the counter, along with Twilight’s credit card which she had used at the spa.

Trixie strolled in through the kitchen, which Twilight was only now finally getting clean, and sat down at the table.

“Oh, hi,” Twilight said, cheerfully. “I didn’t know where you were. My friends and I thought we were going to meet you at the spa, so we went, but they were closed.”

“Oh, were they now? The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn’t usually keep track of that sort of thing.”

“I thought since they don’t open until noon, that maybe we could go later?”

“Goodness no, the Great and Powerful Trixie no longer needs the services of a spa.”

“I... Oh... OK. I don’t know what to do then.”

“Lunch, obviously. The Great and Powerful Trixie is famished after her long, hard day at the spa.”

“What? I? Oh. OK.” Twilight hurriedly started preparing a lunch. She didn’t know exactly what Trixie wanted, so she randomly grabbed things from the fridge and hastily tried to make something. “Say,” she said. “Since I missed your breakfast in bed, do you think that maybe you’d like to have lunch in bed? Maybe I could, um, get in bed with you? Last night was so special, and you left so fast this morning, I thought that maybe you and I could...”

Twilight was interrupted by snoring. After her long, hard day at the spa, The Great and Powerful Trixie had fallen asleep in her chair.