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Keep Me Alive	By : Rezalda Category: Pokemon > Het - Male/Female Views: 2138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lucian and Bertha had been learning a lot about each other. It was pretty normal fare for elites--they often spent time together outside of work. Few were as passionate about raising and battling Pokemon as the Elite Four, and the more time they spent at Indigo Plateau, the more difficult they found it to associate with outsiders.
Bertha, however, was much closer to Lucian than the other two. He knew her well...biblically.
Well, maybe it wasn't so biblical. Bertha had a habit of using things that didn't exist in biblical times. Toys, she called them. Lucian was awed by the diversity of vibrating sex toys. He had been skeptical at first, but he had soon grown to love the sensation of a vibrator rubbing againts his prostate. He came harder from the invigorating vibrations than he ever could by himself, or even when having sex with someone else. And Bertha loved it. Afterward, she would stroke his hair and kiss him all over and whisper that she loved to watch handsome young men orgasm with vibrators inside them.
Today, they were going to try something a little different. Lucian had confided in Bertha that he had a fantasy of being pleasured in public. He knew that they couldn't actually have sex in public, as it would put their status as elites at risk. But he wanted the next best thing, and he was confident that she could help him.
"I want to wear a vibrator while I'm battling tomorrow," he explained. "Can you make that possible?"
Bertha's eyes twinkled. "I believe I can. Do you want one strapped to your cock, or one inside you?"
"Ooh..." Something about the way she said it made him feel feverish. "I want it...It had better be inside me..." His penis was about seven inches when erect, and it would be difficult to hide, even without a vibrator strapped to it. "I'm hoping that it will be softer...The sound, I mean."
"Yes, your anal walls will act as a sort of muffler." Bertha chuckled lightly. "I think I have just the toy in mind."
Lucian's face turned red. "Could we...do it tomorrow?"
"I wouldn't mind. But I want you to understand a few things." Bertha's face turned serious. "First of all, should you get caught, we must both assume equal responsibility."
"Of course." Lucian nodded. "I understand the consequences of being discovered, and attend to accept full responsibility, should that happen. I have thought this over carefully, Bertha."
Bertha shook her head. "You're not listening. What I meant was that you have to let me accept half of the responsibility."
"What?" Was she serious? Lucian had thought over every possible outcome, but... "I can't, Bertha. I couldn't put you through that. That could mean the termination not just of my job, but yours as well. Besides, I'm the one making you do this. I..."
She interrupted him with a kiss. He loved it when she did that--it was her way of asserting dominance in their relationship. He whimpered, urging her to open her mouth, but she pulled away teasingly. He groaned in frustration.
"You just keep on messing with me," he accused her.
"Ah, you are so young and impatient." She kissed him again, this time on the cheek. "That's what I like most about you. You make me feel young again."
"Please don't change the subject." Lucian turned red as her nimble fingers trailed down his body. "Why do you insist on taking partial responsibility if I'm making you do it?"
"But you're not," she insisted. "You're not holding a gun to my head and saying, 'Stick a vibrator inside me or it's over!' I've agreed to do this because it's something I will enjoy, too. If there were nothing in it for me, do you really think I would have agreed?"
Lucian shook his head.
"Good. Now go to sleep--you'll need your energy tomorrow." She kissed him again and patted his bottom. "Sweet dreams, love."
***
The next day, Bertha caught Lucian alone in the break room. "Hello, there. Are you ready?"
He nodded nervously. "Truth be told, I was so excited I barely slept last night...but that's all right. I'm actually more energetic when I've only had a few hours of sleep."
"Well..." Bertha leaned in close and whispered, "The thought of a complete stranger watching you squirm in orgasmic ecstasy does have a way of gripping the mind." She chuckled as she felt Lucian harden beneath her fingertips. "You're awfully sensitive this morning. You don't usually get hard so quickly."
"I masturbated twice this morning," he admitted. "The greatest number of orgasms I've had in one day is three. At this rate, I'm going to break my record."
Bertha gave him a hot kiss on the mouth. She thrust her tongue inside, catching him off balance.
"Oh," he whimpered, "oh, Bertha..." His body lurched forward as she slipped her hand into his pants. "Ah...Bertha...if...if I come now..."
"Sorry." Bertha immediately withdrew her hand. "Actually, I came here to deliver the goods." She reached into her purse and pulled out a black egg-shaped object. It had a small loop at one end, making it easily retrievable. "I brought some vegetable oil, too. Go into the bathroom and insert it. Seems our next challenger is quite a looker."
"Oh, dear..." Lucian's voice shook with anticipation. "I feel so nervous all of a sudden. I hope this actually works." He quickly took the items from Bertha's hand. "Please give me the oil, too."
"All right. Don't keep me waiting too long."
Lucian clumsily made his way into the bathroom. It was finally happening. His fantasy was finally about to come true. He squeezed some oil directly onto the egg and spread it all over until it was slippery and wet. His heart pounded as he pulled down his pants and placed one end of the egg against his tight entrance.
"Ah...ahh..."
It always felt so good to have something pushed into him. He felt himself stretching as the intruder inched its way inside. He paused for a moment, as the fattest part spread him obscenely open...and then let out a satisfied sigh as the rest was sucked inside.
Trembling, he pulled his pants back up and stepped out of the bathroom. Toys always felt bigger once they were inside him, but now that he was walking, the egg felt enormous.
"All right," he panted when he reached the break room. "I'm ready!"
But Bertha was gone. In her place stood Aaron and Flint.
"Ready for what, Luc?" Flint asked.
"Um...for the next challenger," Lucian stammered.
"Oh, yeah, she's a real cutie." Flint grinned. "I can't wait to fight a hot battle with her!"
"If she gets as far as you," Aaron pointed out. "I'm the only one who's guaranteed a match."
"Good point." Lucian's voice shook as he tried to keep up with the conversation. "It might be hours before I get to meet a challenger." Would he be able to concentrate for hours on end with an egg inside him? How could he read like that? The battle with Aaron alone might take more than an hour.
"Are you all right?" Aaron asked. "Your face is bright red."
"You're shaking, too," Flint added. "Are you getting sick?"
Lucian shook his head quickly. "I'm not sick. I'm just...excited. I have a good feeling about this match." A very, very good feeling, he added to himself.
A bell rang.
"Oh, sounds like I'm up." Aaron headed for the door, grinning at the other men. "You two had best get to your stations, too. Not that you'll need them for a while, of course."
After the door clicked shut, Flint leaned in close to Lucian. "So tell me, what's really going on?"
"Huh?" Lucian took a step back, panic-stricken. "What are you talking about?"
"You're not the type to get all hyped up about a challenger. Besides, you look more nervous than excited. Something's happening, isn't it? You can tell me."
"No...Flint, please..." Lucian was so aroused that he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself if touched. Already, with Flint so close, he could feel his warm breath tickling his ear... "...Ah..."
"You really are sick, aren't you? You should go home if you're not feeling well. Don't push yourself; we can find a replacement."
"No...I want to fight..." Dear God, what if they actually made him go home? And where the hell was Bertha? Was he about to blow his cover? "I-it's just a touch of indigestion. Really. I just need to sit down and..." And come oh God oh God I need to come
"Well, if you say so...But hey, if you need anything from me, lemme know, alright?"
"Uh...yeah. I will." Before Flint could say another word, Lucian dashesd out of the break room and headed for his battle room.
Bertha was already there.
"How are you doing?" she asked with a sly grin on her face. "Feeling the heat already, it looks like."
"Y...yes." Lucian squirmed in his seat, gripping his book tightly. "I don't know if I can make it..."
"I know. I'm afraid you're going to come if I leave you alone here." Bertha reached into her purse and took out a cock-and-ball harness. "How about it? It won't keep you from coming, but it will make it a lot more difficult."
"Oooohhh..." Lucian groaned. "Yes...if that's what works..."
"Then let's hurry up and get it on." The corners of Bertha's lips turned up in a devilish grin. "But first..." She reached for Lucian's throbbing cock and gently trailed the underside with a single finger.
"Ah, ah...B-Bertha, what on earth are you..."
"You look so cute, all desperate and excited like that," she breathed. "I can't help it. I want to play with you." She straddled Lucian's lap and began to stroke him.
"Ohh...Oh, Bertha..." Lucian wrapped his arms around Bertha's shoulders. "No, it's too much! I'm coming already!" He arched his back and coated Bertha's hand with his sticky sperm.
"My, my, just look at this," Bertha sighed. "I can't battle with my hand covered in cum. You'd better lick it clean."
Lucian lapped up the mess with great relish. He trailed his tongue all over her palm, her wrist, and between her fingers. He then sucked on each finger to make sure there were no traces of his seed remaining.
"Good boy," she murmured softly. "Do you feel better now?"
"Yes," he said, sighing with relief. "Although with this thing inside me, it won't be long before I start to get hard again." He began to squirm. "In fact..." Unbelievably, his penis was hardening again. "I don't think I have ever been this aroused."
"Then let's harness that arousal before it gets out of control." Bertha quickly snapped the harness onto his dick and balls. "Ah, Lucian, that suits you well. I think you should wear it more often. Maybe I'll make you wear it every day."
Lucian shuddered, unsure if he liked that idea or not. "But if I wear it every day, someone might notice. I already had a close call with Flint. He knows something's up."
"Oh? I'll have to hear about that later. I'd better return to my own room now." She kissed Lucian on the cheek and headed for the door. Before leaving, she turned around and said, "Be good and enjoy your book."

It's amazing what a good book can do, Lucian thought as he finished another chapter. It was a good book about research and its many methods. His throbbing erection was still uncomfortable, but he was now used to the egg being inside his ass.
He looked at his watch and was pleased to see that a good two hours had passed. If the challenger had defeated Bertha, then it would have been a while ago. As for Flint...
"Yow-wow! That's a smoking hot battle!"
Lucian chuckled. Flint always had a rough time keeping his enthusiasm in check. But if he was this excited, then the battle was either over or almost over. He needed to get ready.
He placed his book on the floor, stood up, and stretched. He checked himself to make sure his jacket covered his erection. He took a few deep breaths and wiped his face with a handkerchief.
"It'll be okay," he whispered. "It's just this one time."
As soon as he said those words, the challenger stepped through the door.
"Excuse me," she said. "Are you Mr. Lucian?"
"Yes...Yes, I am." Lucian's breath caught in his throat. She was beautiful. Her hair was blond and in pigtails, her skin was wonderfully pale, and her legs were long and slender. His cock was already hard, and he hoped that the site of this woman alone would not ruin his plans.
"Good," she said, nodding. "Then let's get down to business. I'm really good, so if you just want to forfeit, I don't mind."
"I would not dream of forfeiting a match with such a lovely young lady," Lucian smoothly said. "Shall we begin?"
"Of course." A cocky grin formed on the woman's face, and she tossed a Poke ball into the air. "Go, Luxray!"
"Beautiful Pokemon," Lucian affirmed. "I haven't seen one in a while. In that case, I'll choose..."
Suddenly, Lucian felt an intense vibration inside him. It threw him off balance, and he grabbed a Poke ball without even thinking about who it was. "...you!"
Mr. Mime jumped out of his Poke ball and landed in front of the woman's Luxray.
"Mr. Mime, huh..." The woman's brow furrowed in concentration. "Luxray, start with Scary Face!"
"Mr. Mime, use Light Screen." Although the vibration had caught him off-guard at first, it was too mild to provide much of a distraction.
The woman chuckled. "Thunder Fang."
"M-M-M-M-M-Mime!" Mr. Mime cried out as he was bitten by the Pokemon's electric fangs. When Luxray finally let go, he was paralyzed.
"Psychic, Mr. Mime! Let's end this!"
"M...Mime..." Mr. Mime's voice was weak.
"Quickly, now,Luxray!" she shouted. "Use Wild Charge, and don't hold anything back!"
"Mr. Mime--" But Lucian's voice was cut off. With all the electric energy that was building up in Luxray's body, the vibrator was going haywire. The intensity kept changing at unexpected intervals, and it made Lucian unsteady on his feet. "Use...Use Thunderbolt!" He immediately winced as he realized the foolishness of his choice.
The electricity released by Mr. Mime's attack only added to the power of Luxray's attack. The two Pokemon clashed, and when the blinding flashes stopped, Lucian's was lying unconscious.
"Ooohhhh..." Lucian's legs felt like rubber. His underwear was already getting wet from the pre-cum that leaked from his cock.
"Mr. Lucian...aren't you going to recall your Pokemon?" she asked.
"Oh, r-right. Mr. Mime, return!"
The woman grinned. "You're pretty cute. But cuteness doesn't win a match." She held out Luxray's Poke ball. "Luxray, return! Go, Crobat!"
"C...Crobat...Good choice." Wait...No, Crobat was a bad choice! How could he forget something so basic as type advantages? "In that case, I'll choose...Es...Espanoleon!"
She frowned. "Espanoleon?"
Espeon leapt out of its Poke ball and hissed at Crobat.
"Crobat, Poison Fang!" she commanded.
"Espeon, use Psychic!"
Espeon aimed a psychic attack at Crobat, but the latter Pokemon was faster. It sank its fangs into Espeon, poisoning it terribly.
"Damn..." Lucian felt agitated. The vibration had stopped for the time being, but surely it would start up again any minute...
"Acrobatics!"
Crobat slammed into Espeon with all its might, knocking him unconscious. Lucian had lost to a Poison-type Pokemon.
"Espeon, return!" Lucian thought very carefully about his next Pokemon. So far, there was nothing predictable about this woman's Pokemon. If he was going to win against her...
"Bronzong, I choose you!"
"Golem, come on out!"
The two heavyweight Pokemon eyed one another suspiciously, each waiting for its trainer to make the first move.
"Bronzong, use--"
"Explosion!"
Because Bronzor was a Steel-type, it wasn't knocked out by Golem's suicidal attack, but it was severely injured.
"Well done, Golem." The woman held up her ball to recall the Pokemon. "Next, I choose Steelix!"
Another Steel Pokemon. Whether Lucian won this round depended on how strong it was, and which attacks it had.
"Bronzong, Earthquake!"
"Steelix, use Crunch!"
Steelix leapt into the air just as Bronzong executed its move, and came down to bite its head. The weakened Bronzong fell onto the floor in a heap.
Lucian had two Pokemon left, and the woman had three.
"Well? Who's your next Pokemon?"
"Alakazam. I choose Alakazam!"
"All right, then. I choose you, Machamp!"
Machamp, huh? Lucian thought. She must be getting desperate. "Alakazam, Psychic!" At that moment, the egg in Lucian's ass began to vibrate again. "Ahhh!"
"Mr. Lucian? Um...Are you all right?"
"Y-yes...I'm sorry...Alakazam..."
But Alakazam was on the ground, rolling around as though in agony. Lucian realized that if he remained this distracted, it would affect his psychic connection with his Pokemon.
"It's okay, Alakazam. I've got this under control. Try ag--"
The vibrations increased in intensity, and this time it was Lucian who doubled over. "Nngh!...oh, God..."
"Machamp, use Dynamic Punch!"
The punch easily connected with the stumbling Alakazam, confusing him on the spot.
"Oh...oh, no..." Louise was finding it hard to think. "Alakazam...use..." He cried out as the intensity was raised a second time. "Ahh, ah...ohhhh..."
"Machamp, Cross Chop!"
"W-wait...don't...Alakazam, return!" He lay there, panting, for several moments. "That one...is yours. But my last Pokemon...Gallade, go!"
"Machamp, return!" The woman grinned sadistically. "Go, Golduck!"
Lucian shakily got to his feet. "Gallade, use--" But he was cut off by his own cries as the vibration reached its max. Then, it lowered again. Lucian attempted to stand, but it reached the max again, which caused him to fall on his face. The vibration began a rhythm of rising and falling in intensity. Lucian arched his back and began to gyrate.
"M-Mr. Lucian?"
"Nngh...my..." Lucian bit his lip to keep from saying anything else. "It's just a...I mean, Gallade, use..."
"Wonder Room!"
The vibrator inside Lucian's ass was at its max again, and Lucian was rolling around on the floor, delirious and now completely oblivious to the shifts in the room's atmosphere.
"Ahhh...ohhh, Gallade...I mean...Gallade, use...use Scratch!"
Gallade looked back at him, confused. Scratch? But it was a command from his trainer, so he faced his opponent and scratched her.
"Golduck, Hydro Pump!" the woman shouted.
Lucian reached his peak just as the move was executed, and the sound of water shooting out of the ground drowned out his orgasmic cries. He felt ridiculously happy as spurt after spurt of his seed soaked the front of his pants. Gallade hit the floor next to him.
"C...Congratulations..." he said in a daze. "You have defeated the Elite Four. Next up is..."
"Lucian!"
Bertha had entered the room. She ran over to him and cradled his head in her lap.
"Are you all right? I told you not to battle when you're not feeling well!"
"You...you did?" In Lucian's post-orgasmic trance, Bertha looked like an angel.
"Yes!" Bertha looked up at the astonished challenger. "Please forgive him. He tries too hard sometimes."
"Uh...sure."
"Go on to the next room. The champion awaits your challenge." Bertha waited until the woman had left the room, then turned back to Lucian. "I got so hot and wet watching you, you naughty boy. You went down so easily. Was it because of that sexy young lady who challenged you?"
Lucian shook his head. "She was too young for me. There's no one but you, my silver-haired goddess."
"I love you all the more when you say things like that," Bertha sighed. "Can you stand? There are no more challenges scheduled for today, so I'll take you back to my room and give you some extra-special treatment."

"What about you?" Lucian asked when they were safely inside Bertha's bedroom. "Did you get anything out of this experience?"
"Did I." Bertha grinned and shoved Lucian down onto the bed. "I'm about ready to jump your bones right now!"
"Oh, please do." Lucian groaned as Bertha began to stroke him through his pants. "Unbelievable. I'm getting hard again."
"Good." Bertha lowered his pants and kissed the head of his cock. "I want you to break your record today."
"I already did," Lucian panted. "So please, let me taste you as well."
"Mmmm..." She pulled her mouth away and sat up, staring down at Lucian. "You're so cute and shy. Tell me you want to eat my cunt, and maybe I'll let you."
Lucian's face burned scarlet. "I...I have never said that word! I don't know if I can say it."
"Hmm...That's too bad." She wrapped her lips around the head again and lowered her head until she had more than half his penis inside her mouth.
"Ahhh...pleeeaaase don't tease me, Bertha...Let me...Let me eat your...your pussy."
Bertha moaned as she pulled her mouth back up along his shaft. She smacked her lips and whispered, "Not good enough." She took one of his balls into her mouth and sucked, taking care not to scrape him with her teeth too much.
"Oh, God!" Lucian's body lurched as Bertha exploited his weak spot. "Okay, okay, I'll say it. Please...let me eat your cunt...Let me eat your hot, wet, sweet cunt!"
"That's a good boy." Bertha sat back up. "I love it when you talk dirty to me." She turned around to straddle Lucian's face and went back to work.
If there was one thing Lucian was better at than training Pokemon, it was eating pussy. He began by touching her slit with just his tongue, slowly dragging the tip between the folds of her outer lips.
"Mmmm...you're such a good boy." Bertha wrapped her hands around his shaft and bobbed her head up and down. Her tongue tickled his frenulum.
"Mmmmph!" Lucian helplessly wiggled his hips and his hands gripped Bertha's shapely ass. His tongue darted in and out of her body. "Ah, Bertha...you taste so divine..." He kissed her all over, each kiss lasting longer as he moaned with relish.
"Ahh...Lucian..." Bertha's hands began to fondle his balls again. "You know I love to be teased. But you're about to come already, aren't you?"
"Y...yes..." Lucian whimpered and flicked his tongue against Bertha's clit. "But I won't stop...until you come..."
"I know, dear." Bertha took as much of Lucian into her mouth as she could, and slipped one of her fingers into his anus as she continued to massage his sack.
Having three of his erogenous zones stimulated, Lucian found himself unable to hold back any longer. "Ah! Oh, oh Bertha! I'm coming! I'm c--mmmmnnnh!"
"Ohhhh, yes." Bertha leaned back and rode his face to an overwhelming orgasm. She could hear Lucian's gasps and squeals of delight as her juices poured into his waiting mouth. She watched with satisfaction as his cum shot out of the tip of his cock. "Ahhh...Look at all that healthy young sperm coming out of you, Lucian. Is that all for me?"
"Mmm...mmm-hmm..." Lucian's licks were getting slower, and there was a distinct note of sleepiness to his voice.
Bertha caught as much cum as she could in her mouth and licked the rest from Lucian's spent body. "Mmm...I can't get enough. I'm almost tempted to take you into my mouth again."
"You can try," Lucian groaned, "but I think it's dead for today. That's the fifth time, which is amazing considering that the day's only halfway over." He closed his eyes. "That was incredible...coming in front of a challenger like that...Let's never do it again."
Bertha lovingly removed his glasses from his sleeping face. "Sleep well, Lucian. You'll need the rest, because I've got plans for you tonight." She lay down next to him and brought his hand to her lips. "My, but all this work to please you does wonders for my youthfulness."
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