Story Notes:
Buizel finds out about adult issues sshortly after puberty hits home.
The Weird Find
The Weird Find
Buizel was awoken by a soft, continuous thudding noise. He wondered what it could be, as everyone should have already left the house for work. He stretched himself out, several of his vertebrae cracking softly. He slowly slinked out of his bed, careful not to make any noise. He wanted to find out what the noise was, but didn't want whatever was making the noise to know he was there.
He quietly opened his door and slipped into the hallway, making sure he was as quiet as possible. He followed the noise with his small, but powerful ears, tracing the sound its source, his parent's bedroom. He nudged the door open a crack with his nose and peered carefully into the room, making sure to stay hidden just in case. His parent's king-size bed lay empty, but the thumping noise was still emanating from this room, Buizel was sure of it. He opened the door, now certain that his parents weren't there. He looked around, not noticing anyone there at first, but then....
The thumping stopped, making Buizel even more confused. Then he looked up and saw a Combee fluttering around, no idea how to escape the room. Buizel looked at it for a moment and then said "are you ok?" The Combee looked around in confusion, apparently not noticing Buizel's presence before this. Buizel just looked at it and sighed, wondering how there were any Combee left at all. He moved over to the window and opened it up. The Combee realised that he was free and made a dash for the window, almost hitting the glass on the way out. Buizel quickly shut the window so that no more bug Pokémon would be trapped, not for a while at least.
He turned and noticed the television was on, static emanating from it. He was surprised for a moment that he had not heard it previously, but quickly reminded himself of the distraction he had been given. He approached it, meaning to simply turn it off. But as he went towards it he noticed two small, parallel lines (the pause icon) flashing on and off on the DVD player. He guessed that his parents had forgotten to switch everything off in their rush to work that morning. It still made him wonder though; his mother and father never usually watch anything in the morning. His curiosity peaked and he shut the door, grabbed the DVD controller and lay on the bed to get a better view. He got in between the pillows and pressed play on the remote.
Two Floatzels appeared on the screen. Buizel recognised his parents, although they looked slightly younger in this video than they did now. He watched for a while as they danced and laughed, enjoying their time together. Soon they collapsed on the bed from exhaustion, rubbing their noses together where they lay. Soon his father gave a motion to his mother and they started kissing, long drawn out embraces fuelled by lust. Buizel's mother started rubbing his father's sheath with her paws, quickly provoking it to spur forward a large pink erection. It bobbed around as they continued to kiss and Buizel's mother kept stroking it, taunting it to its full length.
Buizel suddenly realised that his own member was starting to show, the lustful scene in front of him forcing it out. He started rubbing it, mimicking the actions of his mother towards his father in the video. It was quickly at full length, the slow stroking tickling his every nerve. Suddenly, the scene on the TV had changed; Buizel had not been paying much attention to it.
His mother was now kneeling at the side of the bed, his father had moved so that he was sat on the edge, trying to tempt his wife further. She happily accepted, quickly starting to lick the tip of his penis. Buizel kept masturbating slowly, only making occasional moans of pleasure. His mother knew what she wanted and quickly opened her mouth and shoved her lover's cock in as far as she could.
She began bobbing her head up and down, back and forth, as though nursing herself from his father's pre. His father was moaning and gasping in pleasure, caught in the flow. His mother then began fingering her slit, making it even more pleasurable for herself as well as her husband. She kept sucking and fingering rhythmically for a couple of minutes, enjoying all the pleasure it was bringing them both.
They stopped suddenly, as she needed some air and he needed a little break. Buizel's father rolled back onto the bed, coaxing his wife to join him. She obliged and lay down beside him, before continuing their previous kissing. It was only a short session of kissing this time and Buizel's mother rolled onto her stomach and raised her hind legs and tail, showing the camera everything there was to see.
Buizel's father quickly got the message, licking her vaginal flaps to further pleasure her. He only did this for a short while and when he was finished he mounted onto his wife, rubbing her back with his paws as he did so. He guided his cock into her inviting hole, gently prodding the tip in. He quickly slid most of his cock into her, making both parties moan and groan in pleasure. He quickly pulled it back out and pushed it back in, repeating the motion until a medium pace was reached.
Buizel was now masturbating even faster, not fully knowing why he was enjoying this so much but not caring by this point. His father was increasing in speed and in the powerfulness of his thrusts, moans of pleasure where plentiful. They kept going, increasing speed and violence of thrusts as they went. "I'm...gonna...cum" moaned Buizel's mother. "Me too hun" Said his father, continuing to plow into her relentlessly.
There was a sudden cry of pleasure from Buizel's father as he hilted himself, knot and all, into his mate, cumming into her awaiting womb with gusto. She came as well making a sort of cocktail inside her clit. Buizel had also just gone over the edge, cumming hard onto his chest and hand. He had a thin white coat on him by the time he had finished, gasping for air after his mind-blowing orgasm. He cleaned himself up, switched off the TV and left the room, making sure to leave the room as he found it in case he got into trouble for watching the video. He scurried back down the hallway to his room, making sure to remember about that video for whenever he was alone.Chapter End Notes:I appologise for this taking so long, I have been having pesonal troubles recently so I have not been focused on writing very much. Please rate and review and I hope you enjoyed it. :
Buizel was awoken by a soft, continuous thudding noise. He wondered what it could be, as everyone should have already left the house for work. He stretched himself out, several of his vertebrae cracking softly. He slowly slinked out of his bed, careful not to make any noise. He wanted to find out what the noise was, but didn't want whatever was making the noise to know he was there.
He quietly opened his door and slipped into the hallway, making sure he was as quiet as possible. He followed the noise with his small, but powerful ears, tracing the sound its source, his parent's bedroom. He nudged the door open a crack with his nose and peered carefully into the room, making sure to stay hidden just in case. His parent's king-size bed lay empty, but the thumping noise was still emanating from this room, Buizel was sure of it. He opened the door, now certain that his parents weren't there. He looked around, not noticing anyone there at first, but then....
The thumping stopped, making Buizel even more confused. Then he looked up and saw a Combee fluttering around, no idea how to escape the room. Buizel looked at it for a moment and then said "are you ok?" The Combee looked around in confusion, apparently not noticing Buizel's presence before this. Buizel just looked at it and sighed, wondering how there were any Combee left at all. He moved over to the window and opened it up. The Combee realised that he was free and made a dash for the window, almost hitting the glass on the way out. Buizel quickly shut the window so that no more bug Pokémon would be trapped, not for a while at least.
He turned and noticed the television was on, static emanating from it. He was surprised for a moment that he had not heard it previously, but quickly reminded himself of the distraction he had been given. He approached it, meaning to simply turn it off. But as he went towards it he noticed two small, parallel lines (the pause icon) flashing on and off on the DVD player. He guessed that his parents had forgotten to switch everything off in their rush to work that morning. It still made him wonder though; his mother and father never usually watch anything in the morning. His curiosity peaked and he shut the door, grabbed the DVD controller and lay on the bed to get a better view. He got in between the pillows and pressed play on the remote.
Two Floatzels appeared on the screen. Buizel recognised his parents, although they looked slightly younger in this video than they did now. He watched for a while as they danced and laughed, enjoying their time together. Soon they collapsed on the bed from exhaustion, rubbing their noses together where they lay. Soon his father gave a motion to his mother and they started kissing, long drawn out embraces fuelled by lust. Buizel's mother started rubbing his father's sheath with her paws, quickly provoking it to spur forward a large pink erection. It bobbed around as they continued to kiss and Buizel's mother kept stroking it, taunting it to its full length.
Buizel suddenly realised that his own member was starting to show, the lustful scene in front of him forcing it out. He started rubbing it, mimicking the actions of his mother towards his father in the video. It was quickly at full length, the slow stroking tickling his every nerve. Suddenly, the scene on the TV had changed; Buizel had not been paying much attention to it.
His mother was now kneeling at the side of the bed, his father had moved so that he was sat on the edge, trying to tempt his wife further. She happily accepted, quickly starting to lick the tip of his penis. Buizel kept masturbating slowly, only making occasional moans of pleasure. His mother knew what she wanted and quickly opened her mouth and shoved her lover's cock in as far as she could.
She began bobbing her head up and down, back and forth, as though nursing herself from his father's pre. His father was moaning and gasping in pleasure, caught in the flow. His mother then began fingering her slit, making it even more pleasurable for herself as well as her husband. She kept sucking and fingering rhythmically for a couple of minutes, enjoying all the pleasure it was bringing them both.
They stopped suddenly, as she needed some air and he needed a little break. Buizel's father rolled back onto the bed, coaxing his wife to join him. She obliged and lay down beside him, before continuing their previous kissing. It was only a short session of kissing this time and Buizel's mother rolled onto her stomach and raised her hind legs and tail, showing the camera everything there was to see.
Buizel's father quickly got the message, licking her vaginal flaps to further pleasure her. He only did this for a short while and when he was finished he mounted onto his wife, rubbing her back with his paws as he did so. He guided his cock into her inviting hole, gently prodding the tip in. He quickly slid most of his cock into her, making both parties moan and groan in pleasure. He quickly pulled it back out and pushed it back in, repeating the motion until a medium pace was reached.
Buizel was now masturbating even faster, not fully knowing why he was enjoying this so much but not caring by this point. His father was increasing in speed and in the powerfulness of his thrusts, moans of pleasure where plentiful. They kept going, increasing speed and violence of thrusts as they went. "I'm...gonna...cum" moaned Buizel's mother. "Me too hun" Said his father, continuing to plow into her relentlessly.
There was a sudden cry of pleasure from Buizel's father as he hilted himself, knot and all, into his mate, cumming into her awaiting womb with gusto. She came as well making a sort of cocktail inside her clit. Buizel had also just gone over the edge, cumming hard onto his chest and hand. He had a thin white coat on him by the time he had finished, gasping for air after his mind-blowing orgasm. He cleaned himself up, switched off the TV and left the room, making sure to leave the room as he found it in case he got into trouble for watching the video. He scurried back down the hallway to his room, making sure to remember about that video for whenever he was alone.Chapter End Notes:I appologise for this taking so long, I have been having pesonal troubles recently so I have not been focused on writing very much. Please rate and review and I hope you enjoyed it. :