Story Notes:
I recently came to a pair of conclusions:- I don't write nearly enough straight-up porn- I don't write nearly enough PokepornThis is the result. It's just a one-shot, at least for now, but I might come back and add a couple more chapters someday, if I can figure out what to write about.
Interlewd
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"Ahh." Sara leaned back further, planting a hand behind her on the bed for balance. "That's...mmm."
From his position between the Heracross's spread legs, Zak grinned, bending his neck to deliver another slow lick along the length of her entrance. The male sat cross-legged on the floor, with Sara seated on the foot of the bed above him, her breathing shallow and her eyes half-lidded. The bug-type had one of her legs draped over his shoulder, the other resting on the ground as he drank in her juices.
There weren't many better ways to spend a Tuesday afternoon.
It had been a fun couple of months since the couple had first met. What had started with a mutual love of B-horror movies and obscure rock bands had quickly morphed into a close friendship and then into an even closer relationship. Sara still wasn't sure exactly how that last step had been made, but she was glad it had happened with Zak rather than someone else. After all, he was kind, and caring, and didn't mind watching Night of the Living Dusclops on repeat.
And of course, she thought, letting out a gasp as her hips rose from bed, it certainly didn't hurt that he was a Lickitung. With a groan the Heracross wrapped her other leg around his shoulder, trying to pull him deeper as she began approaching her peak.
Zak couldn't help but make a small noise of surprise as his nose was shoved up against the female's sex, but it didn't take a Psychic-type to figure out what she wanted. He let his tongue press deeper into her folds, the thick appendage probing inwards and earning several more breathless exclamations from his partner. The male could feel his own arousal growing at the taste and the smell, clouding his mind with a pleasant haze of hormones. His pink length stood out stiffly from his groin, neglected for the time being as he focused on the task at hand.
It didn't take much longer, though, as just then his tongue found that spot and it was all Sara could do not to squeal. Zak's eyes squinted shut as her thighs drew tight around his head, Sara biting back a moan as her orgasm rolled over her, the day's tension released in a moment of bliss. Her passage clamped down tightly around the Lickitung, her body trying to milk the intruder for more as she squirmed in release...
...and then it was over. The Heracross let herself fall back flat on to the bed, her heart thumping in her chest as she caught her breath. After a moment Sara sat up once more, still panting as she grinned exhaustedly down at her boyfriend. "Arceus I needed that," she exclaimed, shifting forwards and lowering herself from the foot of the bed to the floor next to Zak. She leaned in to plant a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks, love."
"Any time," he replied, smiling. "What can I say? I love my work."
"I can tell," she smirked. "Now let's see what I can do to return the favor..."
The Lickitung shivered as her fingers closed around his erection, the stiff rod pulsing happily at the sudden attention. That pulsing only got stronger as the female bent down, propping herself on her elbows and nudging his legs further apart for better access. The male let out a moan of his own as she gave his member a friendly lick, letting the length twitch needfully for a moment before taking the tip into her warm mouth...then an inch...then two...
*BEEP BEEP BEEP!*
Sara's seductive smile quickly fell to a frown, her eyes glancing over to where her jeans lay discarded on the floor. Reluctantly she paused in her tonguework, giving Zak an apologetic look as she let him slip from between her lips. "Sorry," she said with almost a wince in her tone. "Could be important."
Zak let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Nnrgh..." he grunted, a pang of need shooting through his body as the female pulled away. "I-It's fine, don't worry about it." The Lickitung just prayed it wasn't anything serious enough to drag her away. It was almost painful to be this hard, his arousal already slick with her saliva...and that arousal was only strengthened by the sight of his clothes-less girlfriend, crawling forward the few steps necessary to rifle through her pants pockets.
The Heracross fumbled for a moment before wrenching the vibrating Poketch from her hip pocket, the phone still ringing its obliviously cheerful tune. She glanced at the display and paused for a moment, debating with herself. She recognized that number. The question was, was it worth answering right now?
Then again, maybe she didn't have to answer it...
Zak watched with some measure of relief as Sara turned around again, beginning to crawl back towards him. "Not important, then?" he asked.
"I'm not sure." As she got close enough, she held out her hand, the phone resting in her palm. "Take it, would you?"
"Uh...okay." The Lickitung did as he was told, grabbing the Poketch -- but before he could flip it open, he was surprised to feel Sara's fingers wrap around his member again. He stopped. "W-What are you--?" he stuttered.
"Just take the call," she said, a hint of a chuckle in her voice. She sunk down to her elbows once more, licking her lips. "Trust me, it'll be fine."
"B-But I can't! Not while you're...you know...!"
"Oh come on, just answer the phone!" she whispered urgently. "Quickly, or they're gonna hang up!"
Zak hesitated for another moment, glancing warily at the vibrating Poketch before finally deciding to answer it. "Uh...hello?" he asked cautiously, trying not to betray his nervousness -- and trying not to moan as Sara suddenly took him back into her mouth.
"Hey Sara, it's Jane. I was just calling to ask--"
"Hey Jane," he interrupted, "this is actually Zak. I'm at Sara's house."
"Oh! Well hey, Zak. Could I talk to Sara?"
"She's, uh..." He glanced down at his girlfriend's head bobbing gently in his lap, shivering as she curled her tongue around his length. "She's busy at the moment."
"Hmm. How much longer will she be?"
"Uh..." The Lickitung paused. "P-Probably at least a couple minutes."
"Okay. Well in that case, could you give her a message for me?"
"Sure thing."
"Just tell her that I need to stop by sometime later to pick up my History notebook. I forgot that I wrote a bunch of Physics notes in the back, and tomorrow we have this really big--"
"Ah!" Despite his best efforts, Zak couldn't help but let out a gasp as Sara ducked down and took his whole length into her mouth, the pink rod suddenly surrounded by her wet warmth. She held him there for a moment before beginning to move again, tongue pressed up against the underside of his shaft.
There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Uh...you alright, Zak?"
"Y-...Yeah," Zak stammered, struggling to get his voice back under control, even as Sara continued to grin lewdly up at him. "Sorry, I...stubbed my toe on something."
"Ouch. Sorry."
"It's nothing," he replied, somewhat breathlessly. His toes curled as the Heracross between his legs delivered another long, slow suckle, his member throbbing in response. This call needed to end fast... "Is that all?"
"Yeah, that should be it. Just let her know I'm coming for the notebook."
"C-Cool." He breathed a mental sigh of relief. Thank Arceus.
"Oh, and Zak -- can I ask you something?"
This time there was no way the Lickitung could hide the tremor in his voice. "Y-Yeah?"
"Be honest: is Sara 'busy' busy?"
Immediately a hot blush rose to Zak's face. "Well she, um," he sputtered, searching for a response. "That is..."
"I thought so." The voice on the line gave a tinny chuckle. "Well then, I suppose I'll let you two finish. See you later, lovebirds."
"Uh, y-yeah. Bye," he finished sheepishly, letting the Poketch snap shut with a wince and a click. The poor Lickitung swallowed and prepared for the inevitable wave of mortification about to crash over him--
--but before he had the time to start worrying, Sara brought him sharply back to the present, giving his pride another long lick and swallowing it once again. The male groaned loudly, arching his back as his embarrassment was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure welling in his groin. One of his hands drifted to rest on his girlfriend's shoulder, squeezing appreciatively.
Sara just grinned and redoubled her efforts, working overtime to coax out the Lickitung's seed. It didn't take long. A few seconds later Zak was moaning, hips jerking in place as the Heracross sucked down his spunk. Sara swallowed the first few shots before letting his member slip from between her lips, the last few spurts of his orgasm splashing weakly across his chest. The Lickitung continued to buck for a moment before finally coming to a stop, panting for breath. He sat there for a second longer before looking down at Sara, letting off a quiet cough.
Despite herself, the Heracross burst out laughing.
"You're...you're evil," said Zak, chuckling himself.
"What did she need?"
"Her History notes. She'll stop by later." The Lickitung shook his head. "Y'know, I was terrified that was going to be your mom or something."
"Ha! No, I wouldn't do something like that to you." She smirked. "Not without letting you practice first, anyway."
Zak blushed. "Remind me why I ever agree to these things."
"Because you like me," Sara answered teasingly.
Zak shivered as she wrapped her fingers around his retreating member, rubbing her thumb along the oversensitive length. "Fine, you win. But I get to pick the movie tonight."
The Heracross grinned. "Sure thing."
"Ahh." Sara leaned back further, planting a hand behind her on the bed for balance. "That's...mmm."
From his position between the Heracross's spread legs, Zak grinned, bending his neck to deliver another slow lick along the length of her entrance. The male sat cross-legged on the floor, with Sara seated on the foot of the bed above him, her breathing shallow and her eyes half-lidded. The bug-type had one of her legs draped over his shoulder, the other resting on the ground as he drank in her juices.
There weren't many better ways to spend a Tuesday afternoon.
It had been a fun couple of months since the couple had first met. What had started with a mutual love of B-horror movies and obscure rock bands had quickly morphed into a close friendship and then into an even closer relationship. Sara still wasn't sure exactly how that last step had been made, but she was glad it had happened with Zak rather than someone else. After all, he was kind, and caring, and didn't mind watching Night of the Living Dusclops on repeat.
And of course, she thought, letting out a gasp as her hips rose from bed, it certainly didn't hurt that he was a Lickitung. With a groan the Heracross wrapped her other leg around his shoulder, trying to pull him deeper as she began approaching her peak.
Zak couldn't help but make a small noise of surprise as his nose was shoved up against the female's sex, but it didn't take a Psychic-type to figure out what she wanted. He let his tongue press deeper into her folds, the thick appendage probing inwards and earning several more breathless exclamations from his partner. The male could feel his own arousal growing at the taste and the smell, clouding his mind with a pleasant haze of hormones. His pink length stood out stiffly from his groin, neglected for the time being as he focused on the task at hand.
It didn't take much longer, though, as just then his tongue found that spot and it was all Sara could do not to squeal. Zak's eyes squinted shut as her thighs drew tight around his head, Sara biting back a moan as her orgasm rolled over her, the day's tension released in a moment of bliss. Her passage clamped down tightly around the Lickitung, her body trying to milk the intruder for more as she squirmed in release...
...and then it was over. The Heracross let herself fall back flat on to the bed, her heart thumping in her chest as she caught her breath. After a moment Sara sat up once more, still panting as she grinned exhaustedly down at her boyfriend. "Arceus I needed that," she exclaimed, shifting forwards and lowering herself from the foot of the bed to the floor next to Zak. She leaned in to plant a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks, love."
"Any time," he replied, smiling. "What can I say? I love my work."
"I can tell," she smirked. "Now let's see what I can do to return the favor..."
The Lickitung shivered as her fingers closed around his erection, the stiff rod pulsing happily at the sudden attention. That pulsing only got stronger as the female bent down, propping herself on her elbows and nudging his legs further apart for better access. The male let out a moan of his own as she gave his member a friendly lick, letting the length twitch needfully for a moment before taking the tip into her warm mouth...then an inch...then two...
*BEEP BEEP BEEP!*
Sara's seductive smile quickly fell to a frown, her eyes glancing over to where her jeans lay discarded on the floor. Reluctantly she paused in her tonguework, giving Zak an apologetic look as she let him slip from between her lips. "Sorry," she said with almost a wince in her tone. "Could be important."
Zak let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Nnrgh..." he grunted, a pang of need shooting through his body as the female pulled away. "I-It's fine, don't worry about it." The Lickitung just prayed it wasn't anything serious enough to drag her away. It was almost painful to be this hard, his arousal already slick with her saliva...and that arousal was only strengthened by the sight of his clothes-less girlfriend, crawling forward the few steps necessary to rifle through her pants pockets.
The Heracross fumbled for a moment before wrenching the vibrating Poketch from her hip pocket, the phone still ringing its obliviously cheerful tune. She glanced at the display and paused for a moment, debating with herself. She recognized that number. The question was, was it worth answering right now?
Then again, maybe she didn't have to answer it...
Zak watched with some measure of relief as Sara turned around again, beginning to crawl back towards him. "Not important, then?" he asked.
"I'm not sure." As she got close enough, she held out her hand, the phone resting in her palm. "Take it, would you?"
"Uh...okay." The Lickitung did as he was told, grabbing the Poketch -- but before he could flip it open, he was surprised to feel Sara's fingers wrap around his member again. He stopped. "W-What are you--?" he stuttered.
"Just take the call," she said, a hint of a chuckle in her voice. She sunk down to her elbows once more, licking her lips. "Trust me, it'll be fine."
"B-But I can't! Not while you're...you know...!"
"Oh come on, just answer the phone!" she whispered urgently. "Quickly, or they're gonna hang up!"
Zak hesitated for another moment, glancing warily at the vibrating Poketch before finally deciding to answer it. "Uh...hello?" he asked cautiously, trying not to betray his nervousness -- and trying not to moan as Sara suddenly took him back into her mouth.
"Hey Sara, it's Jane. I was just calling to ask--"
"Hey Jane," he interrupted, "this is actually Zak. I'm at Sara's house."
"Oh! Well hey, Zak. Could I talk to Sara?"
"She's, uh..." He glanced down at his girlfriend's head bobbing gently in his lap, shivering as she curled her tongue around his length. "She's busy at the moment."
"Hmm. How much longer will she be?"
"Uh..." The Lickitung paused. "P-Probably at least a couple minutes."
"Okay. Well in that case, could you give her a message for me?"
"Sure thing."
"Just tell her that I need to stop by sometime later to pick up my History notebook. I forgot that I wrote a bunch of Physics notes in the back, and tomorrow we have this really big--"
"Ah!" Despite his best efforts, Zak couldn't help but let out a gasp as Sara ducked down and took his whole length into her mouth, the pink rod suddenly surrounded by her wet warmth. She held him there for a moment before beginning to move again, tongue pressed up against the underside of his shaft.
There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Uh...you alright, Zak?"
"Y-...Yeah," Zak stammered, struggling to get his voice back under control, even as Sara continued to grin lewdly up at him. "Sorry, I...stubbed my toe on something."
"Ouch. Sorry."
"It's nothing," he replied, somewhat breathlessly. His toes curled as the Heracross between his legs delivered another long, slow suckle, his member throbbing in response. This call needed to end fast... "Is that all?"
"Yeah, that should be it. Just let her know I'm coming for the notebook."
"C-Cool." He breathed a mental sigh of relief. Thank Arceus.
"Oh, and Zak -- can I ask you something?"
This time there was no way the Lickitung could hide the tremor in his voice. "Y-Yeah?"
"Be honest: is Sara 'busy' busy?"
Immediately a hot blush rose to Zak's face. "Well she, um," he sputtered, searching for a response. "That is..."
"I thought so." The voice on the line gave a tinny chuckle. "Well then, I suppose I'll let you two finish. See you later, lovebirds."
"Uh, y-yeah. Bye," he finished sheepishly, letting the Poketch snap shut with a wince and a click. The poor Lickitung swallowed and prepared for the inevitable wave of mortification about to crash over him--
--but before he had the time to start worrying, Sara brought him sharply back to the present, giving his pride another long lick and swallowing it once again. The male groaned loudly, arching his back as his embarrassment was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure welling in his groin. One of his hands drifted to rest on his girlfriend's shoulder, squeezing appreciatively.
Sara just grinned and redoubled her efforts, working overtime to coax out the Lickitung's seed. It didn't take long. A few seconds later Zak was moaning, hips jerking in place as the Heracross sucked down his spunk. Sara swallowed the first few shots before letting his member slip from between her lips, the last few spurts of his orgasm splashing weakly across his chest. The Lickitung continued to buck for a moment before finally coming to a stop, panting for breath. He sat there for a second longer before looking down at Sara, letting off a quiet cough.
Despite herself, the Heracross burst out laughing.
"You're...you're evil," said Zak, chuckling himself.
"What did she need?"
"Her History notes. She'll stop by later." The Lickitung shook his head. "Y'know, I was terrified that was going to be your mom or something."
"Ha! No, I wouldn't do something like that to you." She smirked. "Not without letting you practice first, anyway."
Zak blushed. "Remind me why I ever agree to these things."
"Because you like me," Sara answered teasingly.
Zak shivered as she wrapped her fingers around his retreating member, rubbing her thumb along the oversensitive length. "Fine, you win. But I get to pick the movie tonight."
The Heracross grinned. "Sure thing."