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303 - Mawile
The wood-lined room was thick with a saccharine scent, a heavenly smell inspiring all bodies present to feel heavenly themselves. A cloud of steam wafted up from the simmering bowl in the center of the room, obscuring the bodies that shifted against one another in the corners of this otherwise open room. But it couldn't hide the noises, of slurping tongues, slapping flesh and throats crying out in ecstasy, either in human tongue or bestial gasps.
Or, like this Mawile, there was barely a sound of all. Just the odd smacking gulp as her honey-colored lips wrapped around my cock. I was sitting against one of the wooden benches, nothing but a blanket as a buffer between my sweating skin and the hard wood behind me. My Mawile, Mercury, had spread my thighs with her small arms and was working on trying to suck down my shaft with her small mouth, her cheeks hollowing and her head rocking back and forth as she did her damndest to please me.
And she was doing more than that. Her horns, those deadly jaws that hung from the back of her head, were open and spilling that scent into the air, giving me an erotic backdrop as the arousing aroma dug into the nostrils and into the minds of my friends and their Pokemon. As one hand stroked my Mawile's hot, smooth face, guiding her hungry motions, I pleased myself at the sight of all the other couples in this small bath-house room. Pokemon on trainers, on each other, mixing anatomies that shouldn't fit. But lust will find a way.
"Alright, girl, that's enough," I sighed, and her lips popped off of my cock, her large eyes looking up at me expectantly. Out of all the beasts and hormonal humans in this room, this little slut was probably the worst. It was her scent that had sent them spiraling into a mad, lust-induced tide of rolling bodies and panting echoes. Even the steam itself seemed to churn into twisting clouds, adding to the allure of her erotic game.
Granted, I had allowed this to happen, but what sort of trainer would I be if I didn't let her have her fun?
The sun-colored female climbed into my lap, her small body easily situated over my throbbing erection. She let out little sounds of frustration, though, as I spread her legs to kneel on my thighs and shifted that little yellow "dress" she wore out of my way. I saw her bestial slit, barely able to take a finger the first time I played with her, thinking I was just a horny kid who took advantage of his Pokemon. I hadn't even realized that it was her scent that was making me do it, and how she played the innocent victim was just that: a play. Gods what did she turn me into?
Fuck if I cared. I felt her pussy start to push down over my heavy cock, a small sigh of relief leaving her lips as I barely got a good look at how her cunt was taking me. The steam was hard to see through, but I could make out what was happening almost purely by how it felt. Liquid metal heat just rolled over my throbbing dick, her weight slowly sinking as she impaled herself on my dick. I let my voice join the moaning chorus around me, her hands squeezing my waist and her hips bobbing up and down on my shaft. That pleasured look in her eyes pierced through the hazy steam and made itself known as she bore her gaze into mine, making me shudder at just how much power she had over me.
But I was the master, after all. I needed to reestablish that if nothing else.
I grabbed her hips and shoved her down onto my cock, going a little deeper than she was letting herself go on my shaft. She yelped and struggled, grabbing my wrists and trying to pull off of my cock before I shoved her back down, grunting at how good it felt. I'm sure she could have stopped me, if she really wanted to, but she soon went practically limp after my next few harsh thrusts, simply grabbing onto my arms and drooling onto my stomach as I gripped her small, yellow body and started using her as a cock-sleeve.
I enjoyed it. Hell we both did. My cock was already drenched in Mercury's cum by the time I had started to treat her like my toy. I couldn't get all of my cock inside of her, but I could get enough, and watching her slip into her helpless act because she knew it got me off quicker was just icing on the cake. She weakly struggled and squirmed, but when I started to cum, I felt her trying to push back down on me. Feeling one last burst of dominance, I quickly grabbed her by both her waist and the base of her horns and pulled her off of my cock, the wet sound coupled with her protesting yelp doing all it needed to in order to bring me over the edge.
I covered her little body in cum, thick sheets of hot, white spunk splashing against her thoroughly used hole. I watched her immediately try to scoop some of it into her mouth with one hand, the other rubbing it into her pussy like an addict. Smiling at the sick sight, I set her on the floor to fall into her own blissful state, allowing me to sit back and drink in the hot smells of sex and Sweet Scent.
It was a nice break, until I felt a broader tongue lapping at my sex. I didn't even bother opening my eyes. I simply reached out to whoever it was and smiled inwardly. Male or female, human or Pokemon, if the actual heat in the room didn't finish me first, then the artificial heat caused by my mischievous little whore would be the death of me.
Or, like this Mawile, there was barely a sound of all. Just the odd smacking gulp as her honey-colored lips wrapped around my cock. I was sitting against one of the wooden benches, nothing but a blanket as a buffer between my sweating skin and the hard wood behind me. My Mawile, Mercury, had spread my thighs with her small arms and was working on trying to suck down my shaft with her small mouth, her cheeks hollowing and her head rocking back and forth as she did her damndest to please me.
And she was doing more than that. Her horns, those deadly jaws that hung from the back of her head, were open and spilling that scent into the air, giving me an erotic backdrop as the arousing aroma dug into the nostrils and into the minds of my friends and their Pokemon. As one hand stroked my Mawile's hot, smooth face, guiding her hungry motions, I pleased myself at the sight of all the other couples in this small bath-house room. Pokemon on trainers, on each other, mixing anatomies that shouldn't fit. But lust will find a way.
"Alright, girl, that's enough," I sighed, and her lips popped off of my cock, her large eyes looking up at me expectantly. Out of all the beasts and hormonal humans in this room, this little slut was probably the worst. It was her scent that had sent them spiraling into a mad, lust-induced tide of rolling bodies and panting echoes. Even the steam itself seemed to churn into twisting clouds, adding to the allure of her erotic game.
Granted, I had allowed this to happen, but what sort of trainer would I be if I didn't let her have her fun?
The sun-colored female climbed into my lap, her small body easily situated over my throbbing erection. She let out little sounds of frustration, though, as I spread her legs to kneel on my thighs and shifted that little yellow "dress" she wore out of my way. I saw her bestial slit, barely able to take a finger the first time I played with her, thinking I was just a horny kid who took advantage of his Pokemon. I hadn't even realized that it was her scent that was making me do it, and how she played the innocent victim was just that: a play. Gods what did she turn me into?
Fuck if I cared. I felt her pussy start to push down over my heavy cock, a small sigh of relief leaving her lips as I barely got a good look at how her cunt was taking me. The steam was hard to see through, but I could make out what was happening almost purely by how it felt. Liquid metal heat just rolled over my throbbing dick, her weight slowly sinking as she impaled herself on my dick. I let my voice join the moaning chorus around me, her hands squeezing my waist and her hips bobbing up and down on my shaft. That pleasured look in her eyes pierced through the hazy steam and made itself known as she bore her gaze into mine, making me shudder at just how much power she had over me.
But I was the master, after all. I needed to reestablish that if nothing else.
I grabbed her hips and shoved her down onto my cock, going a little deeper than she was letting herself go on my shaft. She yelped and struggled, grabbing my wrists and trying to pull off of my cock before I shoved her back down, grunting at how good it felt. I'm sure she could have stopped me, if she really wanted to, but she soon went practically limp after my next few harsh thrusts, simply grabbing onto my arms and drooling onto my stomach as I gripped her small, yellow body and started using her as a cock-sleeve.
I enjoyed it. Hell we both did. My cock was already drenched in Mercury's cum by the time I had started to treat her like my toy. I couldn't get all of my cock inside of her, but I could get enough, and watching her slip into her helpless act because she knew it got me off quicker was just icing on the cake. She weakly struggled and squirmed, but when I started to cum, I felt her trying to push back down on me. Feeling one last burst of dominance, I quickly grabbed her by both her waist and the base of her horns and pulled her off of my cock, the wet sound coupled with her protesting yelp doing all it needed to in order to bring me over the edge.
I covered her little body in cum, thick sheets of hot, white spunk splashing against her thoroughly used hole. I watched her immediately try to scoop some of it into her mouth with one hand, the other rubbing it into her pussy like an addict. Smiling at the sick sight, I set her on the floor to fall into her own blissful state, allowing me to sit back and drink in the hot smells of sex and Sweet Scent.
It was a nice break, until I felt a broader tongue lapping at my sex. I didn't even bother opening my eyes. I simply reached out to whoever it was and smiled inwardly. Male or female, human or Pokemon, if the actual heat in the room didn't finish me first, then the artificial heat caused by my mischievous little whore would be the death of me.