After hours

BY : Imasuky
Category: Pokemon > Yuri - Female/Female
Dragon prints: 47624
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

After hours


Chapter 1: Extracurricular Activity


A/N: I’ll be doing this in the first person


“Hello out there, everyone! It’s me, your lovely host, and I just want to welcome you to...”

There was a brief pause as music played.

“DJ Mary’s Sexy Show!” the red head said in a sultry voice. “Tonight I’ve got a of very special guest: Roxanne, leader of Rustboro city gym.”

“Hi, glad to be on the show, Mary,” Roxanne said in a bright tone.

“So Roxanne, you said you have a good story for us, but you’ve got a squeaky clean record...so how dirty can it be?” Mary asked.

“Well, you’d be surprised at just what I’m like when I’m not in school,” Roxanne said, tossing her hair back.

“I find that a bit tough to buy. I mean, a straight A Honor student turned teacher and Gym Leader? You don’t seem like you’d be kink--EH!” Mary let out a surprised squeak as Roxanne brushed her foot along Mary’s thigh.

“I’ll go ahead and tell the story.”

School was over for the day, and I was getting ready to leave when I opened my shoe locker. I saw a small note sitting in there. I took it out and read it.

(Dear Roxanne; For a very long time now, I’ve been watching you, and I can’t hide my feelings any longer. You're just so beautiful and smart...please meet me behind the school as soon as you can. Love, Your Secret Admirer.)

I stood for a few seconds, not too sure what to think. I’d never gotten a love letter before, and wasn’t too sure what to think. But after a few seconds, I decided it was best to find out who it was and figure out what to do after that. I rushed out to behind the school. As soon as I got back there, I saw one of my classmates, Giselle. She had transferred to my school a few months earlier. As soon as she saw me, her eyes lit up.

“I’m really glad you came, Roxanne,” she said, walking toward me.

“Wait, you’re the one who wrote that letter?” I asked, surprised.

“Yes. To be honest, I’m not really a lesbian, but there’s just something about you that’s special...every time I look at you, I feel my heart skip a beat, and, well...I’ve fallen in love with you. I’ll understand if you turn me down,” she said. Her voice was trembling. I was so shocked. It was the first time anyone had ever confessed their love for me, and the fact that it was another girl really shocked me. But after a few seconds, I answered her.

“Well, I’ve never been in a relationship of any kind before, and I don’t know you very well...” She looked like she was about to burst from nervousness.

“But it could be fun,” I said taking her hand.

“You mean?”

I kissed her on the cheek. “Yes, I’ll go out with you.”

After that, we started dating. We’d pass notes in class, and we’d always eat lunch together, but we never did much more than kiss and hold hands...until one day a few months later.

Giselle and I were put in charge of cleaning the storage room in the gym. When I bent over to put something away, I felt a hand run up my leg. I quickly turned around.

“Giselle!” I snapped. I wasn’t mad, just surprised.

“I couldn’t help it! Your legs look so good in those stockings, and when you bent over just then...it was just way more than I could take,” she said, smiling at me .

“You really think my legs look that nice?” I asked, lifting my skirt up a few inches.

“If you tease me like that, I can’t help what I do,” she said. We’d both been wanting to take things a bit farther, but neither one of us had felt the time was right...until that moment, when I just wanted to finally do it. I unhooked my skirt and let it fall to the ground. I sat down on a small pile of mattresses that were used for gymnastics. They were a few feet of the ground.

“Come and get me,” I said.

Giselle sat down beside me and kissed me gently. After a few seconds, she flicked her tongue across my lips. I opened my mouth, and as soon as I did, I felt her tongue enter. She wrapped it around mine. I quickly started to return the attention. I ran mine against the back of her teeth. After a few minutes, the two of us parted. She stood up and took off her shirt and bra, then helped me with mine. As soon as we were both topless, she took one on my nipples into her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it in small circles. In no time at all, both of my nipples were rock hard. Giselle took one of my hands and guided it to her breast. I could faintly feel her racing heartbeat. I began to massage her breast. She switched to my other side as she sucked away. One of her hands made its way down to my belly. She stuck her fingertip in my belly button. She then moved lower and began to rub my pussy through my stockings and panties. I moaned quietly. After several minutes of heavy petting, we parted again.

“You know, Roxanne, I’ve got a littlie fetish...I’ve been keeping it secret, in case you thought it was gross,” she said, looking at the ground.

“Giselle we’ve been dating for a few months. Unless it’s something really extreme, then I don’t think it will gross me out,” I told her, kissing her on the forehead.

“Alright...I’m into feet,” she confessed.

“Is that all? There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s the most common fetish in the world!”

Giselle’s face brightened up. “I’m really glad. So...you don’t mind if I do some with you?” she asked. I shook my head.

“Of course I don’t mind.”

Giselle then got on the floor and picked up one of my feet. She cradled it gently, before running her tongue along the length of it. I jerked slightly, because it tickled a bit, but she held it steady and continued to lick. The places where she licked quickly cooled down, because the material of my stockings had absorbed her saliva. After covering the sole of my foot, she moved up to my toes. She gently sucked on them. The feeling of it was strange, but pleasant. As she continued to lavish attention on my feet, I began to rub myself through my underwear. After giving my other foot the same treatment, Giselle stood up and motioned for me to do the same.

As soon as I was standing, she pulled off what remaining clothes I still had on, as well as what was left of her own. We looked at each other for a few moments, just admiring the other's figure. I found myself wanting to do something for her, something wonderful, and I had a feeling about what it should be.

“I want to repay what you just did for me.”

Giselle looked surprised. I could tell that she hadn't even dared to hope I'd be willing to do the same thing for her. But she was incredibly happy to hear me say that, too. I took one of her feet and looked at it for a few seconds. Even though I had no problem with it, I was still just a tad nervous about it, so I took a deep breath. There was a faint smell of the lilac body wash that she’d bought on one of our dates. I felt a little reassured. If I could smell that, then her foot must still have been pretty clean. I found out later that her foot fetish was so great that she even had a sexual obsession with her own feet, so she kept them clean almost religiously--she even used the school's shower room at least twice during each school day to give them a quick wash!

I took her big toe into my mouth and was surprised to find that there was no real taste at all. It was no different than any other part of her body--actually, all things considered, it was probably cleaner there than anywhere else! I began to gently suckle. As I did, she moaned softly. I looked up and saw that she was using one hand to play with her breasts, while the other one was between her legs, busily pumping in and out of her pussy, while her thumb was stroking her clit. I slowly began to work my way up her leg. I started to lick away the juice that was running down. It had a slightly sweet taste, with a mild trace of saltiness. I kept going higher until I got up to her cunny. I moved her hand aside and ran my tongue along her slit. As soon as I did, she came. I lapped it all up, savoring the flavor. After I had licked away every drop, Giselle was left completely drained.

“Wow…just wow...that was way beyond anything I thought it would be,” she panted, trying to catch her breath. “I think I’m rested enough to make you feel just as good.”

I told her that if she wanted to rest for a while longer, then I’d be fine with that, but she insisted, so I gave in. Giselle gathered our clothes into a pile to make a pillow. Then she had me lie back. She then lifted up my legs and put them on her shoulders, and bent down so that her face was buried in my crotch. She took a deep sniff.

“You smell really tasty,” she said in a low voice, blowing a gentle breath over my clit.

“D-Don’t say things like that. It’s embarrassing,” I said, blushing.

She smiled up at me. Then she spread my pussy lips, before sticking her tongue in as far as it could go. I’d masturbated a few times before then, but I’d never really put my fingers in. I had always just rubbed myself off. So having her tongue in me was one of the most amazing things I’d ever felt in my life. I actually blacked out for a few seconds, but as soon as I woke up, I could feel her flexing her tongue, rubbing it against places I didn’t even know existed at the time. After a short while, I began to feel a familiar heat build up in my belly, and I came hard, spraying cum all over her face. I would have been embarrassed about that, but I was too overwhelmed by my first true orgasm to even think about it. As I lay there winded, I saw Giselle licking the cum off her face and using her fingers to scrape up what had landed on her chest. After she had cleaned herself off, she lapped up what was left covering my thighs.

“That was great,” Giselle said, lying down next to me with her arms around my waist.

“Yeah. I don’t know why it took so long for us to do this,” I said, kissing her.

“Wow! That’s quite a story,” Mary said before taking a long drink of water. “So what happened after that?”

Roxanne looked off to the side. “Well, we dated for about another year, but we broke up over some stupid fight, and she moved back to Kanto. I’ve got a new girlfriend now, but Giselle and I still stay in touch.”

Mary cleaned her glasses. “That’s kind of sad. But I’m glad to hear that you're still on good terms. Well, that’s all for tonight! I hope everyone out there enjoyed Roxanne’s story. I know I did! In fact, I enjoyed so much, I need a new pair of panties! Make sure to tune in for the next broadcast to hear more of DJ Mary’s Sexy Stories!”


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