Squishy Love
"No way, no friggin way. Out of all the pokemon you could have picked, you picked a gastrodon?"
"Hey, the deal didn't say what kind of pokemon it had to be. Besides, the gastrodon around here are horny as fuck, and easy to find."
"Seriously, you couldn't pick something more...humanoid? A blaziken, lucario, something like that?"
"Yeah like we're gonna find something that rare around here. Look if you're not gonna fuck it, then just hand over the 200 bucks now."
Sam cursed his luck. He should have known his friends would pull something like this. It's why he usually never made bets with them. He couldn't even remember what the initial argument was about. All he could remember was saying one sentence. "Ha, for 200 bucks I'd fuck a pokemon." And here he was, ready to plug a gastrodon.
Todd - bet instigator and supposed best friend - motioned toward the west sea gastrodon, the creature completely unaware of the happenings behind it. Terry and Rich observed from behind a camcorder in a nearby bush, ready to blackmail Sam, post the footage on the internet, or use it to tease him for the rest of his life. Sam couldn't complain, the camera was part of the deal.
Sam sighed. "So how do I..."
"Just pull down your pants and walk up to it. I told you, the gastrodon around here are horny as shit 'cause there aren't any males around."
Reluctantly, Sam exited the bushes and did as he was told. Once he kicked his pants and underwear to the side, he proceeded to gastrodon, but not before one last word from Todd.
"Sam." Sam turned to look him in the eye. "Make it hot." Terry and Rich snickered in the nearby bushes.
Doing his best to ignore them, Sam made his way to the gastrodon, reluctance in each of his steps. He kept hoping that Todd was wrong, that the gastrodon weren't horny as hell. In his mind, he told it to run away, a thousand times over, but he never did have the greatest luck in the world.
The gastrodon finally noticed him once he was within 10 feet of it. It seemed indifferent to his presence, making him worry once more about Todd's words. Sam and the gastrodon locked eyes. It didn't look in the least bit afraid, bad news in Sam's mind.
Todd, Terry, and Rich leaned forward in anticipation, just waiting for the gastrodon to do as they hoped, and it did. After a long stare-down, the gastrodon slithered its way toward Sam, stopping just in front of him. For a gastrodon, it stood tall. Much to everyone's - except Sam's - delight, the gastrodon's head reached just above his groin area, allowing her easy access. The gastrodon's first instinct was to prepare her 'mate' for the job. With that driving her, she went to work.
She stuck her tongue out, not even bothering to sample Sam's taste before licking at his member. Her wide, pink tongue dragged over Sam's sensitive organ numerous times, forcing it to life in no time. Sam tried his best not to get erect, but the gastrodon made it difficult. He found his thoughts turning dirty, first, fantasies about random women, and then, oddly enough, the gastrodon. Thoughts of her smooth, pink tongue, twirling around his member, made him erect in no time at all.
Even after licking Sam's cock to life, the gastrodon wasn't finished. Just as Sam, and his friends, hoped, she engulfed him, bobbing her head back and forth. He couldn't hold it this time. Sam moaned into the air as the gastrodon worked him. She dragged her smooth tongue along the edges of his cock, leaving a thick coat of sticky saliva. Sam had never felt anything as warm and wet as the gastrodon's mouth, her huge tongue almost seemed to envelop his entire member, covering it like a hotdog bun.
Todd, Terry, and Rich actively changed positions, watching and recording from every conceivable angle. The sloppy sound of the gastrodon's mouth as well as Sam's moans could be heard clearly from a distance. Both made the boys smile.
Sam was having trouble standing. He had never gotten a blowjob before, from a pokemon anyway. Todd did though, on a bet similar to this one. Maybe that was why he was so quick to take Sam up on his offer, payback. He didn't seem like he enjoyed the blowjob from that pidgeotto after all. Either way, the gastrodon felt amazing, so the joke was on Todd this time.
Minutes after the gastrodon began, Sam couldn't hold it any longer. He fell to his knees, his cock slipping out of her mouth as he came. Spurt after spurt landed on her face. She held her mouth wide open, catching it as spewed forth and swallowing as much as possible. Soon, she engulfed Sam's cock yet again, sucking directly from the tap. He fired several ropes of cum down the gastrodon's throat, shivering and shaking until he ran dry.
Once his orgasm finally slowed to a stop, Sam hunched over, exhausted. His friends laughed as quietly as they could from the bushes. He would get them all back one of these days, but in the meantime, the gastrodon had other plans. After it seemed that Sam had caught his breath, she continued dragging her tongue around his member. The sudden surge of pleasure caught him off guard. He couldn't help but moan into the air as the gastrodon brought his erection to life for a second time. It took only seconds, clearly the gastrodon had some experience.
Satisfied, the gastrodon pulled back, a long, sticky string of saliva still connecting her mouth to Sam's member. The string broke and fell to the ground as she pulled her head away, lying on her back, the traditional gastrodon mating position.
Though still hesitant, Sam couldn't help but stare her slit. As far as he could tell, it looked like any other vagina, with a minor change here and there. The pink skin surrounding her slit was elevated, almost like heavily swollen pussy lips. She also had no clit, but Sam chocked that up to being a bug pokemon.
A high pitched whine brought Sam of his thoughts. It was the gastrodon, whining in need. Sam felt his reluctance fade. The need-filled look on the gastrodon's face combined with her heart-tugging cries, ate at his person. He would do it, not just for 200 bucks, but because the gastrodon needed it. She probably hadn't seen any action in awhile, and neither had Sam for that matter.
"We ain't got all day, Sam." Todd taunted from the bushes. Terry and Rich chuckled as well. Sam sighed as he kneeled next to the needy gastrodon. She wiggled and whined, but made sure to stay in position, doing her best to give Sam a lust-filled expression.
Sam, wanting to make the experience more enjoyable, decided to warm the gastrodon up a bit. He played with the skin around her slit, rubbing and squeezing it between his fingers. The feeling of the gastrodon was strange, like slick, thin rubber filled with pudding. Similar to memory foam, the dents Sam put in her skin, stayed in place before changing back to their original shape. Playing with the gastrodon was more fun than erotic, but Sam realized he was wasting time.
He slowly sunk a finger into her slit. She uttered a high-pitched yipping sound in response. As Sam pulled his finger out, long, thick strings of the gastrodon's cum stuck to his hand. It was of the same thickness and stickiness as her saliva, only a more yellow-ish color.
Ignoring it, Sam sunk his finger in again, earning another yip from the gastrodon. He established a slow and steady rhythm, rubbing every inch of the gastrodon's walls. He felt as if he was providing a service. After all, there was no way a gastrodon could reach itself. He sunk a second finger in, spreading the gastrodon just a bit more. Immediately he could see a rise in pleasure as her yips grew even louder.
Terry and Rich had changed positions again, recording Sam's fingers from a side view. The camera had a powerful zoom feature. Even as far away as they were, they saw it as if they were standing right next to the action.
Sam upped his pace a little. He now slid 3 fingers in and out of the gastrodon's hole. Her thick, sticky juices covered his entire hand. Though the smell of the gastrodon's cum was nothing special, Sam couldn't help but wonder how it tasted. It was tempting, very tempting. "Just a little." He told himself.
He dabbed a drop on his tongue, finding it wasn't bad tasting. He couldn't quite place the flavor, but it was kind of sweet, if not a little hard to swallow. That was when he had an idea. Sam lowered his mouth to the gastrodon's slit.
"Um, Rich, was this part of the deal too?"
"Who cares, it's gold, keep rolling."
The gastrodon's yellow goop, stuck to Sam's face as he buried his mouth in her snatch. He sunk his tongue as deep as it could go, practically scooping the goo from the gastrodon's hole. Every one of her six stubby legs flailed out of control. The feeling of Sam's tongue wiggling its way inside sent surges of pleasure throughout her entire body.
Though he couldn't exactly swallow the gastrodon's viscous cum, Sam did his best to draw it out of her, letting most of it stick to his face and ooze down the gastrodon's sides. Sam's actions turned him on more than he cared to admit. From the sidelines, the camera had full view of his body. His member twitched at each of the gastrodon's squeals.
Sam held the gastrodon in place as she began to tremble. Her release was close, Sam could feel it. He began licking with more enthusiasm, pulling his tongue all the way out before slipping it back in and twirling it. The gastrodon couldn't take it for long. Her walls contracted as she let out a particularly loud squeal. Sam recoiled, the gastrodon's cum forcing him back for air. Her cum didn't go far, its thick viscous nature causing globs of it to fall to ground in loud wet plops.
The flow slowed after a short time, pooling over the gastrodon's slit and oozing down her front. Terry and Rich caught everything, the gastrodon's panting form, the long trails of cum, and Sam's cum covered face. The sights were slightly more arousing than they thought they would be. Even Todd felt a small stirring down below.
It would be a short time before the gastrodon was ready again. Once she finished panting, Sam knew what he had to do. He positioned himself in front her, lining his member up with slit before, "Ah," Todd interrupted him from the bushes. "Like a gastrodon, Sam." Sam cringed at the thought. Gastrodon mated face to face, chest to chest, up close and personal. Sam had forgotten this was part of the deal too. Todd got to choose how Sam would fuck her. He obviously wanted exercised that "right" as much as possible.
Sam sighed before crawling over the gastrodon. Looking her in the eyes was a strange ordeal, but it couldn't be helped. She still had a needy and innocent look. Sam even thought he could see blush, it being somewhat hidden by her pink and yellow flesh. Todd, Terry, and Rich all converged on one position, behind Sam and the gastrodon. There they had full view of the action, watching with varying degrees of interest.
Sam sighed again, lowering his body to the gastrodon's. His member pushed pass the goo and slowly entered the gastrodon's slit. She let out another long, high pitched squeal as Sam took his time sliding into her. His member was large compared the average gastrodon's. That made it all the pleasurable for both of them. After a long, slow process, Sam hilted her, squishing large amounts of gooey cum between their bodies. Like a gastrodon, he pressed his body against hers. Her legs wrapped around him as best they could. As Sam put more weight down, he looked as if he was sinking, the gastrodon's squishy body seemingly absorbing him. It felt strange and a kind of hot, but Sam had no time to think about it.
Starting off slow, Sam pulled out, a loud squelch emitting from the point at which their bodies connected. It was as if the gastrodon's gooey cum formed seal around her hole, making a mini vacuum. The suction felt amazing. Sam took the plunge again, earning a loud squish and another squelch as he pulled out. Once again he set a slow rhythm, pushing in and pulling out hard, but not fast.
The gastrodon made no attempt to hide her squeaks and moans, neither did Sam. He didn't think it possible for the gastrodon's walls to be so tight and squishy at the same time, not to mention the feeling of another body pressed so closely against his. It aroused him far more than he thought it would.
Sam couldn't hold his pace for long. He slowly increased speed over time, reveling in the gooey sound and feeling of the gastrodon's cum on his body. Her moans continued to grow louder as well. Sam looked down at her face. Her eyes were clenched shut and her mouth hung wide open. Her entire body jerked forward with each thrust, only to fall back into place a second later. Through all of this, Sam couldn't help but stare at her open mouth. He was so aroused, and it was so tempting.
Looking in every direction to make sure no one could see, he steeled his nerves and went for it. Lowering his face, he planted a kiss right on the gastrodon's lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She didn't seem to mind. She even mirrored Sam's actions, mingling her tongue with his.
Though Todd, Terry, and Rich were behind Sam, they couldn't help but notice the sudden lack on moans. Todd decided to take a chance and exit the bushes. He snuck up behind the two 'lovers' and peered around front, almost toppling over at what he saw. He held one hand over his mouth to stop the laughter while using the other to motion Terry and Rich over. They jumped to their feet and snuck over as well, having far less success in holding back their laughter.
Sam was forced to break the kiss when he heard his friends laughing their asses off next to him. He blushed and turned away from the camera, utterly embarrassed. Of course, Todd wouldn't have that.
"Why you stopping? Go on, make her cum again."
As much as Sam wanted to die from embarrassment, Todd was at least sort of right, Sam had a job to do, and now he just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. Still blushing, Sam went back to pumping the gastrodon. The situation was made much more awkward with the knowledge that his friends were right behind him, recording his every move, but it didn't slow him down.
Sam pounded the gastrodon with increasing speed, every squish and squelch sound twice as loud as before. Todd stayed forward to watch Sam's expression while Terry and Rich recorded the action from behind. The gastrodon's skin rippled with each pound. Thick ropes of sticky cum connected Sam's body to hers. The area in between the two was a fantastic mess of cum and sweat. Sam's vigorous thrusts slapped against her wet skin repeatedly, sending ripples throughout her entire body. Juices flew in every direction, and the wet sucking sound grew louder with each passing moment. Terry and Rich had to keep their distance for risk of being cummed on.
Sam thrust at a ridiculous speed, he was close, very close, as was the gastrodon. Their breath began to shudder. The gastrodon's legs tightened around Sam's midsection, and Sam's arms tightened around hers. Their bodies were forced closer and closer together, rubbing and grinding against one another in lustful passion. Sam's thrusts eventually went nowhere, but the movement was enough. The gastrodon could feel Sam's member trying to push past her threshold and stretch her beyond her limits, and at the last moment, it did, her seemingly elastic insides stretching ever so slightly to accommodate Sam's thrusts as he dug further and further into her.
That was the last push. Both Sam and the gastrodon screamed into the air. Sam pushed even farther in as his member unleashed a torrent of cum, mixing with the gastrodon's and overflowing her hole. He groaned as spurt after spurt filled his pokemon partner to the brim and beyond. But his orgasm was nothing compared to the gastrodon's. Her thick, sticky cum easily overpowered Sam's. Gushes of the gunk emerged from her hole, pooling in between her and Sam before falling to the ground in a goopy, wet mess. They both trembled as their orgasms went on for what seemed like ages.
Sam fell to the side, completely exhausted from the powerful orgasm. Todd, Terry, and Rich just laughed.
"Well," Terry began "this beats the pidgeotto blowjob by a long shot. I'm totally selling this on the internet. You're gonna be a star, and it looks like you made a new friend too."
Sam hadn't noticed the gastrodon nuzzling up to him with quiet affectionate squeaks.
"Any last words for the camera, Mr. Porn Star?"
Sam thought to himself for a moment. Smiling, he began scratching at the gastrodon's head. The words that did come to mind were along the lines of "I'm going to kill you all," and revenge which included 2 large nidokings. But in the end, all that was said was, "Would do it again."Chapter End Notes:Sam and his friends were promptly arrested for pokephilia. XD
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"Hey, the deal didn't say what kind of pokemon it had to be. Besides, the gastrodon around here are horny as fuck, and easy to find."
"Seriously, you couldn't pick something more...humanoid? A blaziken, lucario, something like that?"
"Yeah like we're gonna find something that rare around here. Look if you're not gonna fuck it, then just hand over the 200 bucks now."
Sam cursed his luck. He should have known his friends would pull something like this. It's why he usually never made bets with them. He couldn't even remember what the initial argument was about. All he could remember was saying one sentence. "Ha, for 200 bucks I'd fuck a pokemon." And here he was, ready to plug a gastrodon.
Todd - bet instigator and supposed best friend - motioned toward the west sea gastrodon, the creature completely unaware of the happenings behind it. Terry and Rich observed from behind a camcorder in a nearby bush, ready to blackmail Sam, post the footage on the internet, or use it to tease him for the rest of his life. Sam couldn't complain, the camera was part of the deal.
Sam sighed. "So how do I..."
"Just pull down your pants and walk up to it. I told you, the gastrodon around here are horny as shit 'cause there aren't any males around."
Reluctantly, Sam exited the bushes and did as he was told. Once he kicked his pants and underwear to the side, he proceeded to gastrodon, but not before one last word from Todd.
"Sam." Sam turned to look him in the eye. "Make it hot." Terry and Rich snickered in the nearby bushes.
Doing his best to ignore them, Sam made his way to the gastrodon, reluctance in each of his steps. He kept hoping that Todd was wrong, that the gastrodon weren't horny as hell. In his mind, he told it to run away, a thousand times over, but he never did have the greatest luck in the world.
The gastrodon finally noticed him once he was within 10 feet of it. It seemed indifferent to his presence, making him worry once more about Todd's words. Sam and the gastrodon locked eyes. It didn't look in the least bit afraid, bad news in Sam's mind.
Todd, Terry, and Rich leaned forward in anticipation, just waiting for the gastrodon to do as they hoped, and it did. After a long stare-down, the gastrodon slithered its way toward Sam, stopping just in front of him. For a gastrodon, it stood tall. Much to everyone's - except Sam's - delight, the gastrodon's head reached just above his groin area, allowing her easy access. The gastrodon's first instinct was to prepare her 'mate' for the job. With that driving her, she went to work.
She stuck her tongue out, not even bothering to sample Sam's taste before licking at his member. Her wide, pink tongue dragged over Sam's sensitive organ numerous times, forcing it to life in no time. Sam tried his best not to get erect, but the gastrodon made it difficult. He found his thoughts turning dirty, first, fantasies about random women, and then, oddly enough, the gastrodon. Thoughts of her smooth, pink tongue, twirling around his member, made him erect in no time at all.
Even after licking Sam's cock to life, the gastrodon wasn't finished. Just as Sam, and his friends, hoped, she engulfed him, bobbing her head back and forth. He couldn't hold it this time. Sam moaned into the air as the gastrodon worked him. She dragged her smooth tongue along the edges of his cock, leaving a thick coat of sticky saliva. Sam had never felt anything as warm and wet as the gastrodon's mouth, her huge tongue almost seemed to envelop his entire member, covering it like a hotdog bun.
Todd, Terry, and Rich actively changed positions, watching and recording from every conceivable angle. The sloppy sound of the gastrodon's mouth as well as Sam's moans could be heard clearly from a distance. Both made the boys smile.
Sam was having trouble standing. He had never gotten a blowjob before, from a pokemon anyway. Todd did though, on a bet similar to this one. Maybe that was why he was so quick to take Sam up on his offer, payback. He didn't seem like he enjoyed the blowjob from that pidgeotto after all. Either way, the gastrodon felt amazing, so the joke was on Todd this time.
Minutes after the gastrodon began, Sam couldn't hold it any longer. He fell to his knees, his cock slipping out of her mouth as he came. Spurt after spurt landed on her face. She held her mouth wide open, catching it as spewed forth and swallowing as much as possible. Soon, she engulfed Sam's cock yet again, sucking directly from the tap. He fired several ropes of cum down the gastrodon's throat, shivering and shaking until he ran dry.
Once his orgasm finally slowed to a stop, Sam hunched over, exhausted. His friends laughed as quietly as they could from the bushes. He would get them all back one of these days, but in the meantime, the gastrodon had other plans. After it seemed that Sam had caught his breath, she continued dragging her tongue around his member. The sudden surge of pleasure caught him off guard. He couldn't help but moan into the air as the gastrodon brought his erection to life for a second time. It took only seconds, clearly the gastrodon had some experience.
Satisfied, the gastrodon pulled back, a long, sticky string of saliva still connecting her mouth to Sam's member. The string broke and fell to the ground as she pulled her head away, lying on her back, the traditional gastrodon mating position.
Though still hesitant, Sam couldn't help but stare her slit. As far as he could tell, it looked like any other vagina, with a minor change here and there. The pink skin surrounding her slit was elevated, almost like heavily swollen pussy lips. She also had no clit, but Sam chocked that up to being a bug pokemon.
A high pitched whine brought Sam of his thoughts. It was the gastrodon, whining in need. Sam felt his reluctance fade. The need-filled look on the gastrodon's face combined with her heart-tugging cries, ate at his person. He would do it, not just for 200 bucks, but because the gastrodon needed it. She probably hadn't seen any action in awhile, and neither had Sam for that matter.
"We ain't got all day, Sam." Todd taunted from the bushes. Terry and Rich chuckled as well. Sam sighed as he kneeled next to the needy gastrodon. She wiggled and whined, but made sure to stay in position, doing her best to give Sam a lust-filled expression.
Sam, wanting to make the experience more enjoyable, decided to warm the gastrodon up a bit. He played with the skin around her slit, rubbing and squeezing it between his fingers. The feeling of the gastrodon was strange, like slick, thin rubber filled with pudding. Similar to memory foam, the dents Sam put in her skin, stayed in place before changing back to their original shape. Playing with the gastrodon was more fun than erotic, but Sam realized he was wasting time.
He slowly sunk a finger into her slit. She uttered a high-pitched yipping sound in response. As Sam pulled his finger out, long, thick strings of the gastrodon's cum stuck to his hand. It was of the same thickness and stickiness as her saliva, only a more yellow-ish color.
Ignoring it, Sam sunk his finger in again, earning another yip from the gastrodon. He established a slow and steady rhythm, rubbing every inch of the gastrodon's walls. He felt as if he was providing a service. After all, there was no way a gastrodon could reach itself. He sunk a second finger in, spreading the gastrodon just a bit more. Immediately he could see a rise in pleasure as her yips grew even louder.
Terry and Rich had changed positions again, recording Sam's fingers from a side view. The camera had a powerful zoom feature. Even as far away as they were, they saw it as if they were standing right next to the action.
Sam upped his pace a little. He now slid 3 fingers in and out of the gastrodon's hole. Her thick, sticky juices covered his entire hand. Though the smell of the gastrodon's cum was nothing special, Sam couldn't help but wonder how it tasted. It was tempting, very tempting. "Just a little." He told himself.
He dabbed a drop on his tongue, finding it wasn't bad tasting. He couldn't quite place the flavor, but it was kind of sweet, if not a little hard to swallow. That was when he had an idea. Sam lowered his mouth to the gastrodon's slit.
"Um, Rich, was this part of the deal too?"
"Who cares, it's gold, keep rolling."
The gastrodon's yellow goop, stuck to Sam's face as he buried his mouth in her snatch. He sunk his tongue as deep as it could go, practically scooping the goo from the gastrodon's hole. Every one of her six stubby legs flailed out of control. The feeling of Sam's tongue wiggling its way inside sent surges of pleasure throughout her entire body.
Though he couldn't exactly swallow the gastrodon's viscous cum, Sam did his best to draw it out of her, letting most of it stick to his face and ooze down the gastrodon's sides. Sam's actions turned him on more than he cared to admit. From the sidelines, the camera had full view of his body. His member twitched at each of the gastrodon's squeals.
Sam held the gastrodon in place as she began to tremble. Her release was close, Sam could feel it. He began licking with more enthusiasm, pulling his tongue all the way out before slipping it back in and twirling it. The gastrodon couldn't take it for long. Her walls contracted as she let out a particularly loud squeal. Sam recoiled, the gastrodon's cum forcing him back for air. Her cum didn't go far, its thick viscous nature causing globs of it to fall to ground in loud wet plops.
The flow slowed after a short time, pooling over the gastrodon's slit and oozing down her front. Terry and Rich caught everything, the gastrodon's panting form, the long trails of cum, and Sam's cum covered face. The sights were slightly more arousing than they thought they would be. Even Todd felt a small stirring down below.
It would be a short time before the gastrodon was ready again. Once she finished panting, Sam knew what he had to do. He positioned himself in front her, lining his member up with slit before, "Ah," Todd interrupted him from the bushes. "Like a gastrodon, Sam." Sam cringed at the thought. Gastrodon mated face to face, chest to chest, up close and personal. Sam had forgotten this was part of the deal too. Todd got to choose how Sam would fuck her. He obviously wanted exercised that "right" as much as possible.
Sam sighed before crawling over the gastrodon. Looking her in the eyes was a strange ordeal, but it couldn't be helped. She still had a needy and innocent look. Sam even thought he could see blush, it being somewhat hidden by her pink and yellow flesh. Todd, Terry, and Rich all converged on one position, behind Sam and the gastrodon. There they had full view of the action, watching with varying degrees of interest.
Sam sighed again, lowering his body to the gastrodon's. His member pushed pass the goo and slowly entered the gastrodon's slit. She let out another long, high pitched squeal as Sam took his time sliding into her. His member was large compared the average gastrodon's. That made it all the pleasurable for both of them. After a long, slow process, Sam hilted her, squishing large amounts of gooey cum between their bodies. Like a gastrodon, he pressed his body against hers. Her legs wrapped around him as best they could. As Sam put more weight down, he looked as if he was sinking, the gastrodon's squishy body seemingly absorbing him. It felt strange and a kind of hot, but Sam had no time to think about it.
Starting off slow, Sam pulled out, a loud squelch emitting from the point at which their bodies connected. It was as if the gastrodon's gooey cum formed seal around her hole, making a mini vacuum. The suction felt amazing. Sam took the plunge again, earning a loud squish and another squelch as he pulled out. Once again he set a slow rhythm, pushing in and pulling out hard, but not fast.
The gastrodon made no attempt to hide her squeaks and moans, neither did Sam. He didn't think it possible for the gastrodon's walls to be so tight and squishy at the same time, not to mention the feeling of another body pressed so closely against his. It aroused him far more than he thought it would.
Sam couldn't hold his pace for long. He slowly increased speed over time, reveling in the gooey sound and feeling of the gastrodon's cum on his body. Her moans continued to grow louder as well. Sam looked down at her face. Her eyes were clenched shut and her mouth hung wide open. Her entire body jerked forward with each thrust, only to fall back into place a second later. Through all of this, Sam couldn't help but stare at her open mouth. He was so aroused, and it was so tempting.
Looking in every direction to make sure no one could see, he steeled his nerves and went for it. Lowering his face, he planted a kiss right on the gastrodon's lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She didn't seem to mind. She even mirrored Sam's actions, mingling her tongue with his.
Though Todd, Terry, and Rich were behind Sam, they couldn't help but notice the sudden lack on moans. Todd decided to take a chance and exit the bushes. He snuck up behind the two 'lovers' and peered around front, almost toppling over at what he saw. He held one hand over his mouth to stop the laughter while using the other to motion Terry and Rich over. They jumped to their feet and snuck over as well, having far less success in holding back their laughter.
Sam was forced to break the kiss when he heard his friends laughing their asses off next to him. He blushed and turned away from the camera, utterly embarrassed. Of course, Todd wouldn't have that.
"Why you stopping? Go on, make her cum again."
As much as Sam wanted to die from embarrassment, Todd was at least sort of right, Sam had a job to do, and now he just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. Still blushing, Sam went back to pumping the gastrodon. The situation was made much more awkward with the knowledge that his friends were right behind him, recording his every move, but it didn't slow him down.
Sam pounded the gastrodon with increasing speed, every squish and squelch sound twice as loud as before. Todd stayed forward to watch Sam's expression while Terry and Rich recorded the action from behind. The gastrodon's skin rippled with each pound. Thick ropes of sticky cum connected Sam's body to hers. The area in between the two was a fantastic mess of cum and sweat. Sam's vigorous thrusts slapped against her wet skin repeatedly, sending ripples throughout her entire body. Juices flew in every direction, and the wet sucking sound grew louder with each passing moment. Terry and Rich had to keep their distance for risk of being cummed on.
Sam thrust at a ridiculous speed, he was close, very close, as was the gastrodon. Their breath began to shudder. The gastrodon's legs tightened around Sam's midsection, and Sam's arms tightened around hers. Their bodies were forced closer and closer together, rubbing and grinding against one another in lustful passion. Sam's thrusts eventually went nowhere, but the movement was enough. The gastrodon could feel Sam's member trying to push past her threshold and stretch her beyond her limits, and at the last moment, it did, her seemingly elastic insides stretching ever so slightly to accommodate Sam's thrusts as he dug further and further into her.
That was the last push. Both Sam and the gastrodon screamed into the air. Sam pushed even farther in as his member unleashed a torrent of cum, mixing with the gastrodon's and overflowing her hole. He groaned as spurt after spurt filled his pokemon partner to the brim and beyond. But his orgasm was nothing compared to the gastrodon's. Her thick, sticky cum easily overpowered Sam's. Gushes of the gunk emerged from her hole, pooling in between her and Sam before falling to the ground in a goopy, wet mess. They both trembled as their orgasms went on for what seemed like ages.
Sam fell to the side, completely exhausted from the powerful orgasm. Todd, Terry, and Rich just laughed.
"Well," Terry began "this beats the pidgeotto blowjob by a long shot. I'm totally selling this on the internet. You're gonna be a star, and it looks like you made a new friend too."
Sam hadn't noticed the gastrodon nuzzling up to him with quiet affectionate squeaks.
"Any last words for the camera, Mr. Porn Star?"
Sam thought to himself for a moment. Smiling, he began scratching at the gastrodon's head. The words that did come to mind were along the lines of "I'm going to kill you all," and revenge which included 2 large nidokings. But in the end, all that was said was, "Would do it again."Chapter End Notes:Sam and his friends were promptly arrested for pokephilia. XD
Read, Review, or Enjoy. Do one, OR I EAT YOU! GRAGHHHH!!Remember, statuses are in my bio