Trainer/Ninetales Trainer/Blastoise M/F F/M
He kept asking himself the same questions over and over:
"What am I even doing here? If I ever do find the courage to go talk to her, what am I even supposed to say? Hi, I think I fell madly in love with you earlier today, so I was wondering if I could spend the night?"
Vincent had followed her from a distance and now he was hiding in some nearby bushes, trying to convince himself to go talk to her.
They had met earlier in a small clearing in the forest. They had agreed to a battle using only one Pokémon each since they were a long way from the nearest Pokémon centre. She had jokingly asked if he would prefer a kiss instead of the money if he won. Vincent had blushed, she saw this and added:
"Or maybe something a bit more... Intimate?" Vincent could see that she was enjoying teasing him. He chose his trusted Ninetales, his most powerful and skilled Pokémon in an attempt to win and impress her. In a stroke of bad luck she had chosen her Blastoise. Her huge water-type had quickly pinned his poor canine down, forcing him to surrender. He was saddened by his loss but he cheered up as soon as she offered to shake hands after they had exchanged the prize-money.
She was sitting on a rock a few hundred meters away from her camp-site. Her head was tilted upwards and her long black hair was resting on her bare shoulders. Her left arm was resting on top of her Blastoise's head who was sitting next to the rock she was sitting on, seemingly unbothered by being used as an armrest.
She was wearing a white tank-top that showed a little bit of cleavage along with a red skirt that reached her knees. He was happy to just sit here and admire her, fantasizing about what he would do to her if he was given the chance. He soon forgot all about his surroundings and his tired Ninetales who was lying next to him in the tall grass had gotten bored long ago. His trusted companion had just closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when suddenly the girl spoke.
"You did good today, Blastoise. I think you deserve a reward for that. Don't you?"
She started taking of her boots. Her sweet voice was like music to Vincent's ears. He brushed a couple of branches away with his hand to see her better. The girl had completely taken of her heavy boots and socks already. She put her soft hands under the large Pokémons chin before she kissed him on the forehead and stood up. Her Pokémon stood up as well. Vincent couldn't believe what happened next.
The girl reached in under her skirt with both her hands and pulled down her panties slowly. She bent forward towards Blastoise in order to reach all the way down to her feet before she stood up straight again and kicked her underwear to the side. Vincent was already aroused, even though he couldn't see very much since it was getting dark and he was pretty far away. Besides, she was still wearing a skirt and he was looking at her from an angle which made it impossible for him to see any points of interest considering her leg would be obstructing his view.
The girl looked very mature, she was probably a couple of years older than Vincent. Vincent blushed as she raised her smooth, slender leg and placed it on top of the Blastoise's shoulder at a horizontal angle. The large Pokémon accepted her advances without any complaints. She lifted up the front of her skirt and slid herself closer to him invitingly. The Blastoise grabbed onto her buttocks with his strong arms and pressed her groin close to his face. The girl bent her leg down behind his back for support. She let go of her skirt and let it fall down on top of the Blastoise's head, her left hand reaching for her chest.
"You certainly know what you are doing!" She suddenly exclaimed as she caressed her own breast softly. Her right hand was resting on top of her blue friends head.
Vincent released himself from the confinement his pants suddenly posed. He began stroking himself slowly to the sound of the girl's soft moaning. He could only imagine what exactly was going on under her skirt. He fantasized about the giants tongue carefully massaging her exposed clitoris. Oh, the things he would do to switch places with the Blastoise! He was about to reach climax just as he felt a warm, wet sensation against his foreskin and glans. He gasped loudly in surprise.
He held his breath.
"Maybe she didn't hear me?"
But she did, she was looking right at him. He tried to sit perfectly still, thinking that it was not too late already. He didn't want her to think he was some kind of stalker.
"Who am I kidding? I am a stalker. A perverted creep who followed her here and who is now masturbating to her!"
He was thinking about escaping, every second felt like an eternity. He was just about to turn around and run away when she turned her head back.
"Did I tell you to stop?" She asked her Pokémon.
"That was too close!" He wiped the sweat of his face and looked down to see what had caused this whole thing. He was surprised to see his Ninetales hunched down and looking back at him with her ears turned backwards in shame, as if she was wondering if she had done something wrong.
He was equally aroused, confused and ashamed. He had completely forgotten about her presence.
"P- Please don't stop." He hesitated for a bit before guiding his now flaccid penis towards her muzzle. She licked it a couple of times and he rewarded her by scratching her head to ensure her she was doing a good job. She quickly caught on and began to lick him back to a respectable size with great enthusiasm, mixing his precum with her saliva. He interrupted her playful lapping quickly to completely remove his pants and underwear for comfort. She quickly began her experimentation once she was given the chance. Her flat tongue felt amazing against his exposed glans. He had seen her breathe flames hot enough to melt metal and he had seen her bite through materials he didn't think was physically possible to chew through and yet, this superb weapon of hers was able to give so much pleasure.
He averted his attention to the girl again.
She was now lying down on her back on the rock. She was sensually pushing her hips against Blastoise's face in a rythmic motion as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue. Vincent could see a lot more since her skirt had curled up around her waist. Both of her legs were now on top of the Pokémon and while her left hand was still playing with her chest through only a few thin layers of clothing, the other hand was now tightly grabbing onto some moss on the rock. It struck Vincent that this was the closest thing to having sex with an actual girl he had ever experienced and he loved every second of it. Her moaning became louder and louder, voiceless at first but she soon lost all control of herself and almost yelled out in pleasure as she neared orgasm.
Ninetales seemed hell-bent on beating her to it, she was taking his member deeper and deeper into her mouth, licking him with more eager and force by ever second. By now his entire shaft was covered in her saliva. Why she was doing this was a mystery to Vincent. Was it because she was mimicking the Blastoise? Did she get any sort of satisfaction from it? He didn't have much time to wonder.
"Yes!" The girl's scream startled a flock of wild bird Pokémon.
She arched her back and grabbed onto the rock surface with both hands, desperately trying to get a grip. If it hadn't been for the Blastoise's powerful arms pinning her down, she would probably have pushed herself far away from him with her now tensed legs. Her crotch was almost being pushed into his large mouth as she climaxed violently.
This, along with the Ninetales' rapid oral treatment pushed him over the edge. He held his breath and grabbed onto her muzzle with his right hand. He wanted more stimulation to maximize his pleasure. He shoved his entire length into her mouth quickly while pushing her upper and lower jaw together with his hand. He felt her hot breath against the entirety of his pride as he began to orgasm. A sharp row of teeth surrounded his sensitive flesh and was pushing against the base of his penis.
He ignored the pain and closed his eyes.
He shot load after load of his warm semen into her even warmer throat and even though his Pokémon was surprised about this sudden and rough treatment, not having quite grasped the concept of ejaculation yet, she didn't resist. She simply ignored the foul, bitter taste and swallowed time and time again, until his rhythmical throbbing started to slow down.
Vincent and Blastoise finally let go of their respective partners. The girl collapsed like a card-house during an earthquake. She looked completely exhausted and she was breathing heavily. When Vincent pulled himself out of Ninetales' gaping maw there were still tiny strings of bodily fluids connected to the very back of her mouth. Ninetales was looking at him with a look of mixed confusion and submission. Vincent was blushing with shame from having his Pokémon giving him oral sex and from the rough treatment he had given her. He scratched her neck with both his hands as an apology of what he had put her through and he noticed that he was still trembling from the force of his orgasm. He knew that she looked up to him and craved his attention and approval. It had been wrong of him to take advantage of her like this.
"It's freaks like me they make reports about on the news." He thought to himself.
After resting for a while he was just about to get ready to leave when the Girl suddenly jumped off the rock she was resting on. She leaned in towards her Pokémon and placed her hand on the erect penis that was protruding from a horizontal slit between his legs. Vincent couldn't believe he had not noticed that yet. It was huge.
"I can't compete with that!" He realized. He felt like his heart fell down to his stomach. The girl started walking away from the Blastoise and her camp-site and straight towards Vincent. Her hand lingering on his fearsome shaft until only a finger was touching it. The Blastoise looked disappointed when she finally let go of him, he started following her. Vincent wasn't sure what to do. If she found him like this, naked waist-down, there would be no excuses.
"Come on! It's about time we did something about that problem of yours!" Her voice was playful. Blastoise's voice was heard for the first time tonight as he tried to keep up with her quick walk.
She was getting closer and closer to Vincent's hiding spot but she stopped just a few meters away from him. He was relieved beyond comprehension. She turned to her left and walked up to a tree that was standing in a small slope. She bent forward and placed her hands on the tree, supporting her beautiful body with her straight arms and spread legs. Vincent had a good look of her from a profile angle. Her skin sensitive skin, glistening with sweat made Vincent want to jump out and touch her all over. He restrained himself. Her white tank top was clinging to her wet body. Vincent could easily see the outline of her black bra, supporting her beautiful chest, through the partly transparent tank-top.
Blastoise approached her from behind. The elevation the hill gave him positioned him at the perfect height and angle for him to mount her, despite his short legs. His penis was even more unsettling at this distance. It was too dark to make out any shapes, but it didn't look like any penis Vincent had ever seen.
"That dick has got to be as long as my underarm, at least!" He thought to himself. Once again, he got that sinking feeling. The Pokémon prodded at her, seemingly at random, while failing to realize that the skirt was still in the way.
"We haven't got all night you know! Tomorrows a big day. Let me help you out." The girl reached backwards with her left hand and she pulled up her skirt, ever so slightly. Blastoise ran the tip of his shaft up and down her, trying to find the entrance. The girl brushed away her roughed-up hair to one side of her head, giving Vincent a perfect look of her, to him, perfect face from his hiding-spot. She reached down the front of her stomach, in under her skirt with her hand to either spread herself wide open for him or to grab onto him and guide him inside. Vincent could not tell but he knew it worked since she lifted her head in surprise and took a sudden, deep breath.
"You get bigger every day, don't you?" She asked him. The gentle giant responded by grabbing onto her waist firmly and beginning to slowly push himself into her. She closed her eyes and bit her lower-lip.
Suddenly Vincent's view was obstructed by something, much to his annoyance. He pushed whatever it was away from his face with his arm. He had not realized that he was erect again before he felt the sensation of soft fur against the skin on his shaft. He looked down. Ninetales was looking back at him with that submissive look once again. This time she had her head touching the ground and her bottom in the air to signal readiness. He was baffled. He knew it was wrong, but he was too excited to control himself. Every shameful thought he had had earlier disappeared along with his ability to reason. He started searching for her sweet-spot with his hand. It took him a while to locate anything since he was unfamiliar with her intimate anatomy.
When he found an area of particularly wet fur he quietly brought the tip of his member there, getting a taste of what she had to offer by rubbing himself up and down her moist lips. He carefully inserted a finger, then another one. He carefully spread her as much as he dared. It wasn't enough but he had to fit in there somehow. He let all the saliva he could gather in his mouth fall down onto his glans. He rubbed it all over his tip with his other hand to lubricate it before he positioned himself at her entrance. Her many fluffy tails were resting under his right arm. He remembered reading that touching one of them could curse a person for a thousand years, but as soon as the top of his swollen member was engulfed by her warm, silk-smooth flesh, he knew that it was worth it.
She was unbelievably tight, and almost uncomfortably warm inside but he grabbed onto her upper-legs and kept feeding her hungry, eager canal more and more of his length until it felt like she was going to break. Ninetales was more than happy to receive him and she let him know by looking back at him with her large intelligent eyes. She made Vincent feel wanted and in control. He began pushing himself into her once again, with regained confidence and increased force. Her fluids kept oozing out around his shaft as she tried to make room for his more than welcome erection, making her golden fur heavy with her sweet juices. Ninetales began panting quietly through her open mouth as Vincent completely freed her and himself of their virginities. He didn't stop until his entire length was inside of her, her soaked fur tickled the base of his penis and his rock-hard glans came to rest touching what Vincent knew was her cervix.
"It's like she's tailored for me." He smiled at that thought. Vincent looked up at what was going on on the other side of the bush.
"St- Stop!" The girl panted heavily. Blastoise had not gotten half of his might inside of her yet, but she was trembling with exhaustion from his painful advances. Her arms were bent and her face was touching the tree.
"Give me some time to get used to you." These words must have sounded like torture to the Blastoise, but he respected her request regardless. His member was throbbing in anticipation, begging for release. Vincent cursed the inventor of the skirt as he stood still and watched her regain control of herself. He stroked Ninetales head reassuringly and waited.
After a couple of minutes the girl straightened her arms once again to brace herself.
"Fuck me." Her soft voice whispered into the night. The Blastoise didn't react.
"Fuck me!" She turned her head and said it once again with much more confidence this time. The large Pokémon didn't wait to comply. He pulled out of her slowly until only his tip was inside of her and then pushed himself inside slowly until he bumped into the end of the tunnel. Her thin arms bent to soften the impact.
Vincent tried to mimic the giants movements. He slid into Ninetales a lot easier this time, she had loosened up somewhat. Vincent placed one hand on the base of her tails, using it almost as a handlebar to keep her steady. He placed the other hand on her stomach for better control. He watched the Blastoise repeat the same movement over and over again, slowly picking up the pace. Vincent tried to match his speed, replicating his every action. Suddenly, it was a competition. He couldn't compete with his girth or length, but maybe he could at least beat his stamina. Pretty soon both the females were breathing heavily and irregularly. The girls began pushing themselves against their mates every time they entered them, trying to meet their demanding erections with the same force and speed. The girls breasts were bouncing slowly from side to side in a matching pace. Ninetales had closed her eyes and her tongue was hanging out the side of her mouth.
The Blastoise had picked up his pace but his massive body wouldn't really move as quickly as he wanted it to. He compensated by ramming her with more and more force. Vincent did the same, he realized that he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. He tried to breathe with more control and to keep his mind of his increasing pleasure, but it was not easy. The beautiful girl's tired arms soon couldn't support her during his aggressive thrusting and her face was being pushed against the rough bark of the tree as she began moaning loudly. Her back arched under the pressure of his enormous body. Vincent was egged by this and began to push himself into his canine partner with renewed force. She whimpered softly as her entire body shook every time their bodies slammed together. Her bodily fluids were running down his scrotum were they were dripping down onto the ground.
Blastoise placed one of his large, clawed hands on the girl's back to push her into the tree. Her soft bosom was being pushed to the sides by the hard surface she was being pressed against. Vincent responded by putting his right hand on top of Ninetales' back, pressing her against the soft ground with increasing force. Suddenly Ninetales whimpered in pleasure, Vincent quickly shoved a few fingers into her open mouth to quiet her as he felt the walls that surrounded his shaft contract rhythmically. He gave her no mercy and continued to impale her with the same force and speed as she had the first orgasm of her life. Her legs began trembling and Vincent had to keep her standing with his other hand.
Vincent felt incredibly empowered, he could barely believe that he could bring someone so much pleasure. Some people would think that it was sick, but Vincent realized now that it was only fitting that he gave his best friend sexual release when she had no other mate, he owed her so much. The temperature inside of her small but strong body rose quickly. She burned his sensitive skin slightly but Vincent ignored the discomfort until her orgasm ended several seconds later.
Suddenly the girl began to scream again at the top of her lungs.
"Ah - Fuck yes!" Her voice echoed against the trees. Her cries of pleasure was like music to Vincent's ears and it spurred him to increase the speed of his thrusting. A couple of seconds into the girls orgasm, the Blastoise grunted and shoved as much of his now violently throbbing member into his, in comparison, tiny partner as he could. He grabbed onto her thighs with both his hands and stepped up. He lifted her off her feet and pressed her against the tree with his entire body, standing completely still. It was almost frightening to watch. She was hanging there, completely motionless as his huge, pulsating member pumped her full of his seed. It did not take long before she had reached her capacity, she was overflowing with his semen. Large, heavy chunks of it began to escape her insides and fell to the ground with a splattering noise.
Vincent had stopped his intense thrusting to watch in amazement what little was not obstructed by her skirt, now spotted with a dark red colour from the wet spots it had gained. Ninetales stood up as well to watch. Blastoise's massive member was still pumping his trainer full of his potent, white fluids, but at a much slower rate. His throbbing finally seized and he put her down. She was desperately clinging to the tree while standing and she was gasping for air. Blastoise finally took a step backwards and his flaccid genitals was pulled out of the exhausted girl. A huge amount of semen followed, rapidly oozing out of her, what Vincent thought must be, ravaged genitals.
The girl turned around and sat down on her knees in the puddle. Her hair was dripping with sweat and her groin with various bodily fluids. She reached out her hand and removed most of the sticky fluids that was still clinging to her Pokémon's shaft with one quick stroke of her hand. She reached down her skirt with the same hand, smiling from satisfaction. She brought her hand to her face, it was covered in a layer of thick, odorous semen. Vincent could smell it from where he was cowering and so could Ninetales. It was making them both even more excited. The girl started licking her hand clean, Vincent couldn't take any more.
"Let's finish this!" He whispered into his mate's ear as he bent forward. He grabbed her around her neck and stomach tightly with both of his arms. He began to thrust into her as quickly as he could. He held her tightly and held his breath. He hugged her warm body tightly until he could feel her every breath.
He wanted to scream out in pleasure as he finally reached his climax along with his partner, but he kept quiet. Her quick contractions mixed with his throbbing in harmony as he spurted his payload deep into her. It was there, behind that bush in the middle of a forest that he silently endured his strongest orgasm yet.
He pulled out of Ninetales and collapsed, trembling next to her in the tall grass. He was too exhausted to move a finger, but she started to lick his sore member clean. The girl stood up and yelled into the night:
"How 'bout a rematch some time?" She knew? Vincent blushed with shame, but he couldn't get up or even reply until the girl walked away, presumably to clean herself up. Vincent laid still, enjoying the afterglow for several minutes until suddenly Ninetales dropped something on his chest. Vincent smiled when he noticed that it was the Girl's black panties. He got up, put on his clothes and put the panties in his back pocket.
"One hell of a lucky charm, huh?" He smiled and petted his Pokémon.
He knew he had met the love of his life when he met that girl. He did not know, however, that he had met his rival.
"And I don't even know her name."
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"What am I even doing here? If I ever do find the courage to go talk to her, what am I even supposed to say? Hi, I think I fell madly in love with you earlier today, so I was wondering if I could spend the night?"
Vincent had followed her from a distance and now he was hiding in some nearby bushes, trying to convince himself to go talk to her.
They had met earlier in a small clearing in the forest. They had agreed to a battle using only one Pokémon each since they were a long way from the nearest Pokémon centre. She had jokingly asked if he would prefer a kiss instead of the money if he won. Vincent had blushed, she saw this and added:
"Or maybe something a bit more... Intimate?" Vincent could see that she was enjoying teasing him. He chose his trusted Ninetales, his most powerful and skilled Pokémon in an attempt to win and impress her. In a stroke of bad luck she had chosen her Blastoise. Her huge water-type had quickly pinned his poor canine down, forcing him to surrender. He was saddened by his loss but he cheered up as soon as she offered to shake hands after they had exchanged the prize-money.
She was sitting on a rock a few hundred meters away from her camp-site. Her head was tilted upwards and her long black hair was resting on her bare shoulders. Her left arm was resting on top of her Blastoise's head who was sitting next to the rock she was sitting on, seemingly unbothered by being used as an armrest.
She was wearing a white tank-top that showed a little bit of cleavage along with a red skirt that reached her knees. He was happy to just sit here and admire her, fantasizing about what he would do to her if he was given the chance. He soon forgot all about his surroundings and his tired Ninetales who was lying next to him in the tall grass had gotten bored long ago. His trusted companion had just closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when suddenly the girl spoke.
"You did good today, Blastoise. I think you deserve a reward for that. Don't you?"
She started taking of her boots. Her sweet voice was like music to Vincent's ears. He brushed a couple of branches away with his hand to see her better. The girl had completely taken of her heavy boots and socks already. She put her soft hands under the large Pokémons chin before she kissed him on the forehead and stood up. Her Pokémon stood up as well. Vincent couldn't believe what happened next.
The girl reached in under her skirt with both her hands and pulled down her panties slowly. She bent forward towards Blastoise in order to reach all the way down to her feet before she stood up straight again and kicked her underwear to the side. Vincent was already aroused, even though he couldn't see very much since it was getting dark and he was pretty far away. Besides, she was still wearing a skirt and he was looking at her from an angle which made it impossible for him to see any points of interest considering her leg would be obstructing his view.
The girl looked very mature, she was probably a couple of years older than Vincent. Vincent blushed as she raised her smooth, slender leg and placed it on top of the Blastoise's shoulder at a horizontal angle. The large Pokémon accepted her advances without any complaints. She lifted up the front of her skirt and slid herself closer to him invitingly. The Blastoise grabbed onto her buttocks with his strong arms and pressed her groin close to his face. The girl bent her leg down behind his back for support. She let go of her skirt and let it fall down on top of the Blastoise's head, her left hand reaching for her chest.
"You certainly know what you are doing!" She suddenly exclaimed as she caressed her own breast softly. Her right hand was resting on top of her blue friends head.
Vincent released himself from the confinement his pants suddenly posed. He began stroking himself slowly to the sound of the girl's soft moaning. He could only imagine what exactly was going on under her skirt. He fantasized about the giants tongue carefully massaging her exposed clitoris. Oh, the things he would do to switch places with the Blastoise! He was about to reach climax just as he felt a warm, wet sensation against his foreskin and glans. He gasped loudly in surprise.
He held his breath.
"Maybe she didn't hear me?"
But she did, she was looking right at him. He tried to sit perfectly still, thinking that it was not too late already. He didn't want her to think he was some kind of stalker.
"Who am I kidding? I am a stalker. A perverted creep who followed her here and who is now masturbating to her!"
He was thinking about escaping, every second felt like an eternity. He was just about to turn around and run away when she turned her head back.
"Did I tell you to stop?" She asked her Pokémon.
"That was too close!" He wiped the sweat of his face and looked down to see what had caused this whole thing. He was surprised to see his Ninetales hunched down and looking back at him with her ears turned backwards in shame, as if she was wondering if she had done something wrong.
He was equally aroused, confused and ashamed. He had completely forgotten about her presence.
"P- Please don't stop." He hesitated for a bit before guiding his now flaccid penis towards her muzzle. She licked it a couple of times and he rewarded her by scratching her head to ensure her she was doing a good job. She quickly caught on and began to lick him back to a respectable size with great enthusiasm, mixing his precum with her saliva. He interrupted her playful lapping quickly to completely remove his pants and underwear for comfort. She quickly began her experimentation once she was given the chance. Her flat tongue felt amazing against his exposed glans. He had seen her breathe flames hot enough to melt metal and he had seen her bite through materials he didn't think was physically possible to chew through and yet, this superb weapon of hers was able to give so much pleasure.
He averted his attention to the girl again.
She was now lying down on her back on the rock. She was sensually pushing her hips against Blastoise's face in a rythmic motion as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue. Vincent could see a lot more since her skirt had curled up around her waist. Both of her legs were now on top of the Pokémon and while her left hand was still playing with her chest through only a few thin layers of clothing, the other hand was now tightly grabbing onto some moss on the rock. It struck Vincent that this was the closest thing to having sex with an actual girl he had ever experienced and he loved every second of it. Her moaning became louder and louder, voiceless at first but she soon lost all control of herself and almost yelled out in pleasure as she neared orgasm.
Ninetales seemed hell-bent on beating her to it, she was taking his member deeper and deeper into her mouth, licking him with more eager and force by ever second. By now his entire shaft was covered in her saliva. Why she was doing this was a mystery to Vincent. Was it because she was mimicking the Blastoise? Did she get any sort of satisfaction from it? He didn't have much time to wonder.
"Yes!" The girl's scream startled a flock of wild bird Pokémon.
She arched her back and grabbed onto the rock surface with both hands, desperately trying to get a grip. If it hadn't been for the Blastoise's powerful arms pinning her down, she would probably have pushed herself far away from him with her now tensed legs. Her crotch was almost being pushed into his large mouth as she climaxed violently.
This, along with the Ninetales' rapid oral treatment pushed him over the edge. He held his breath and grabbed onto her muzzle with his right hand. He wanted more stimulation to maximize his pleasure. He shoved his entire length into her mouth quickly while pushing her upper and lower jaw together with his hand. He felt her hot breath against the entirety of his pride as he began to orgasm. A sharp row of teeth surrounded his sensitive flesh and was pushing against the base of his penis.
He ignored the pain and closed his eyes.
He shot load after load of his warm semen into her even warmer throat and even though his Pokémon was surprised about this sudden and rough treatment, not having quite grasped the concept of ejaculation yet, she didn't resist. She simply ignored the foul, bitter taste and swallowed time and time again, until his rhythmical throbbing started to slow down.
Vincent and Blastoise finally let go of their respective partners. The girl collapsed like a card-house during an earthquake. She looked completely exhausted and she was breathing heavily. When Vincent pulled himself out of Ninetales' gaping maw there were still tiny strings of bodily fluids connected to the very back of her mouth. Ninetales was looking at him with a look of mixed confusion and submission. Vincent was blushing with shame from having his Pokémon giving him oral sex and from the rough treatment he had given her. He scratched her neck with both his hands as an apology of what he had put her through and he noticed that he was still trembling from the force of his orgasm. He knew that she looked up to him and craved his attention and approval. It had been wrong of him to take advantage of her like this.
"It's freaks like me they make reports about on the news." He thought to himself.
After resting for a while he was just about to get ready to leave when the Girl suddenly jumped off the rock she was resting on. She leaned in towards her Pokémon and placed her hand on the erect penis that was protruding from a horizontal slit between his legs. Vincent couldn't believe he had not noticed that yet. It was huge.
"I can't compete with that!" He realized. He felt like his heart fell down to his stomach. The girl started walking away from the Blastoise and her camp-site and straight towards Vincent. Her hand lingering on his fearsome shaft until only a finger was touching it. The Blastoise looked disappointed when she finally let go of him, he started following her. Vincent wasn't sure what to do. If she found him like this, naked waist-down, there would be no excuses.
"Come on! It's about time we did something about that problem of yours!" Her voice was playful. Blastoise's voice was heard for the first time tonight as he tried to keep up with her quick walk.
She was getting closer and closer to Vincent's hiding spot but she stopped just a few meters away from him. He was relieved beyond comprehension. She turned to her left and walked up to a tree that was standing in a small slope. She bent forward and placed her hands on the tree, supporting her beautiful body with her straight arms and spread legs. Vincent had a good look of her from a profile angle. Her skin sensitive skin, glistening with sweat made Vincent want to jump out and touch her all over. He restrained himself. Her white tank top was clinging to her wet body. Vincent could easily see the outline of her black bra, supporting her beautiful chest, through the partly transparent tank-top.
Blastoise approached her from behind. The elevation the hill gave him positioned him at the perfect height and angle for him to mount her, despite his short legs. His penis was even more unsettling at this distance. It was too dark to make out any shapes, but it didn't look like any penis Vincent had ever seen.
"That dick has got to be as long as my underarm, at least!" He thought to himself. Once again, he got that sinking feeling. The Pokémon prodded at her, seemingly at random, while failing to realize that the skirt was still in the way.
"We haven't got all night you know! Tomorrows a big day. Let me help you out." The girl reached backwards with her left hand and she pulled up her skirt, ever so slightly. Blastoise ran the tip of his shaft up and down her, trying to find the entrance. The girl brushed away her roughed-up hair to one side of her head, giving Vincent a perfect look of her, to him, perfect face from his hiding-spot. She reached down the front of her stomach, in under her skirt with her hand to either spread herself wide open for him or to grab onto him and guide him inside. Vincent could not tell but he knew it worked since she lifted her head in surprise and took a sudden, deep breath.
"You get bigger every day, don't you?" She asked him. The gentle giant responded by grabbing onto her waist firmly and beginning to slowly push himself into her. She closed her eyes and bit her lower-lip.
Suddenly Vincent's view was obstructed by something, much to his annoyance. He pushed whatever it was away from his face with his arm. He had not realized that he was erect again before he felt the sensation of soft fur against the skin on his shaft. He looked down. Ninetales was looking back at him with that submissive look once again. This time she had her head touching the ground and her bottom in the air to signal readiness. He was baffled. He knew it was wrong, but he was too excited to control himself. Every shameful thought he had had earlier disappeared along with his ability to reason. He started searching for her sweet-spot with his hand. It took him a while to locate anything since he was unfamiliar with her intimate anatomy.
When he found an area of particularly wet fur he quietly brought the tip of his member there, getting a taste of what she had to offer by rubbing himself up and down her moist lips. He carefully inserted a finger, then another one. He carefully spread her as much as he dared. It wasn't enough but he had to fit in there somehow. He let all the saliva he could gather in his mouth fall down onto his glans. He rubbed it all over his tip with his other hand to lubricate it before he positioned himself at her entrance. Her many fluffy tails were resting under his right arm. He remembered reading that touching one of them could curse a person for a thousand years, but as soon as the top of his swollen member was engulfed by her warm, silk-smooth flesh, he knew that it was worth it.
She was unbelievably tight, and almost uncomfortably warm inside but he grabbed onto her upper-legs and kept feeding her hungry, eager canal more and more of his length until it felt like she was going to break. Ninetales was more than happy to receive him and she let him know by looking back at him with her large intelligent eyes. She made Vincent feel wanted and in control. He began pushing himself into her once again, with regained confidence and increased force. Her fluids kept oozing out around his shaft as she tried to make room for his more than welcome erection, making her golden fur heavy with her sweet juices. Ninetales began panting quietly through her open mouth as Vincent completely freed her and himself of their virginities. He didn't stop until his entire length was inside of her, her soaked fur tickled the base of his penis and his rock-hard glans came to rest touching what Vincent knew was her cervix.
"It's like she's tailored for me." He smiled at that thought. Vincent looked up at what was going on on the other side of the bush.
"St- Stop!" The girl panted heavily. Blastoise had not gotten half of his might inside of her yet, but she was trembling with exhaustion from his painful advances. Her arms were bent and her face was touching the tree.
"Give me some time to get used to you." These words must have sounded like torture to the Blastoise, but he respected her request regardless. His member was throbbing in anticipation, begging for release. Vincent cursed the inventor of the skirt as he stood still and watched her regain control of herself. He stroked Ninetales head reassuringly and waited.
After a couple of minutes the girl straightened her arms once again to brace herself.
"Fuck me." Her soft voice whispered into the night. The Blastoise didn't react.
"Fuck me!" She turned her head and said it once again with much more confidence this time. The large Pokémon didn't wait to comply. He pulled out of her slowly until only his tip was inside of her and then pushed himself inside slowly until he bumped into the end of the tunnel. Her thin arms bent to soften the impact.
Vincent tried to mimic the giants movements. He slid into Ninetales a lot easier this time, she had loosened up somewhat. Vincent placed one hand on the base of her tails, using it almost as a handlebar to keep her steady. He placed the other hand on her stomach for better control. He watched the Blastoise repeat the same movement over and over again, slowly picking up the pace. Vincent tried to match his speed, replicating his every action. Suddenly, it was a competition. He couldn't compete with his girth or length, but maybe he could at least beat his stamina. Pretty soon both the females were breathing heavily and irregularly. The girls began pushing themselves against their mates every time they entered them, trying to meet their demanding erections with the same force and speed. The girls breasts were bouncing slowly from side to side in a matching pace. Ninetales had closed her eyes and her tongue was hanging out the side of her mouth.
The Blastoise had picked up his pace but his massive body wouldn't really move as quickly as he wanted it to. He compensated by ramming her with more and more force. Vincent did the same, he realized that he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. He tried to breathe with more control and to keep his mind of his increasing pleasure, but it was not easy. The beautiful girl's tired arms soon couldn't support her during his aggressive thrusting and her face was being pushed against the rough bark of the tree as she began moaning loudly. Her back arched under the pressure of his enormous body. Vincent was egged by this and began to push himself into his canine partner with renewed force. She whimpered softly as her entire body shook every time their bodies slammed together. Her bodily fluids were running down his scrotum were they were dripping down onto the ground.
Blastoise placed one of his large, clawed hands on the girl's back to push her into the tree. Her soft bosom was being pushed to the sides by the hard surface she was being pressed against. Vincent responded by putting his right hand on top of Ninetales' back, pressing her against the soft ground with increasing force. Suddenly Ninetales whimpered in pleasure, Vincent quickly shoved a few fingers into her open mouth to quiet her as he felt the walls that surrounded his shaft contract rhythmically. He gave her no mercy and continued to impale her with the same force and speed as she had the first orgasm of her life. Her legs began trembling and Vincent had to keep her standing with his other hand.
Vincent felt incredibly empowered, he could barely believe that he could bring someone so much pleasure. Some people would think that it was sick, but Vincent realized now that it was only fitting that he gave his best friend sexual release when she had no other mate, he owed her so much. The temperature inside of her small but strong body rose quickly. She burned his sensitive skin slightly but Vincent ignored the discomfort until her orgasm ended several seconds later.
Suddenly the girl began to scream again at the top of her lungs.
"Ah - Fuck yes!" Her voice echoed against the trees. Her cries of pleasure was like music to Vincent's ears and it spurred him to increase the speed of his thrusting. A couple of seconds into the girls orgasm, the Blastoise grunted and shoved as much of his now violently throbbing member into his, in comparison, tiny partner as he could. He grabbed onto her thighs with both his hands and stepped up. He lifted her off her feet and pressed her against the tree with his entire body, standing completely still. It was almost frightening to watch. She was hanging there, completely motionless as his huge, pulsating member pumped her full of his seed. It did not take long before she had reached her capacity, she was overflowing with his semen. Large, heavy chunks of it began to escape her insides and fell to the ground with a splattering noise.
Vincent had stopped his intense thrusting to watch in amazement what little was not obstructed by her skirt, now spotted with a dark red colour from the wet spots it had gained. Ninetales stood up as well to watch. Blastoise's massive member was still pumping his trainer full of his potent, white fluids, but at a much slower rate. His throbbing finally seized and he put her down. She was desperately clinging to the tree while standing and she was gasping for air. Blastoise finally took a step backwards and his flaccid genitals was pulled out of the exhausted girl. A huge amount of semen followed, rapidly oozing out of her, what Vincent thought must be, ravaged genitals.
The girl turned around and sat down on her knees in the puddle. Her hair was dripping with sweat and her groin with various bodily fluids. She reached out her hand and removed most of the sticky fluids that was still clinging to her Pokémon's shaft with one quick stroke of her hand. She reached down her skirt with the same hand, smiling from satisfaction. She brought her hand to her face, it was covered in a layer of thick, odorous semen. Vincent could smell it from where he was cowering and so could Ninetales. It was making them both even more excited. The girl started licking her hand clean, Vincent couldn't take any more.
"Let's finish this!" He whispered into his mate's ear as he bent forward. He grabbed her around her neck and stomach tightly with both of his arms. He began to thrust into her as quickly as he could. He held her tightly and held his breath. He hugged her warm body tightly until he could feel her every breath.
He wanted to scream out in pleasure as he finally reached his climax along with his partner, but he kept quiet. Her quick contractions mixed with his throbbing in harmony as he spurted his payload deep into her. It was there, behind that bush in the middle of a forest that he silently endured his strongest orgasm yet.
He pulled out of Ninetales and collapsed, trembling next to her in the tall grass. He was too exhausted to move a finger, but she started to lick his sore member clean. The girl stood up and yelled into the night:
"How 'bout a rematch some time?" She knew? Vincent blushed with shame, but he couldn't get up or even reply until the girl walked away, presumably to clean herself up. Vincent laid still, enjoying the afterglow for several minutes until suddenly Ninetales dropped something on his chest. Vincent smiled when he noticed that it was the Girl's black panties. He got up, put on his clothes and put the panties in his back pocket.
"One hell of a lucky charm, huh?" He smiled and petted his Pokémon.
He knew he had met the love of his life when he met that girl. He did not know, however, that he had met his rival.
"And I don't even know her name."
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