Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

Passion in the Dark	By : Bishonen Category: Pokemon > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 10050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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

Chapter List
- 1-Passion in the Dark
- 1
Karen leaned back against a tree, sipping from an overly strong cocktail. Whoever was making the drinks definitely wanted to make sure that everyone was good and buzzed. Not that she minded. After a week straight of challengers, she really needed something to get her mind off of battles. Everyone around her was dressed in wildly revealing outfits and simple masks. She was no exception; Karen was wearing a bikini top and a micro-mini skirt that let her purple thong peek out with every movement. Over her face was a plain domino mask that she’d swiped from Will. He had plenty to spare. And just for some flare, she had taken one of Lance’s capes and had it draped around her shoulders. Considering the party was outdoors at night, it was pretty comfortable.
Taking another swig of her drink, Karen headed back to the main mass of people. She tossed her empty cup into a trash bin as the music hit her with an almost physical force. Loud, pounding bass and a wild pulse, the kind of music that really got into her body and made her want to dance! Moving into the crowd, she began to move, just letting the rhythm guide her. She shook her hips wildly and ran her hands along her body and up into her hair, putting on quite the show for anyone who looked her way.
After a while, Karen had worked up a good sweat. Between the crowd, the dancing, and all the alcohol, she was pretty heated up and knew that she needed some plain water. Making her way through the milling crowd, she headed to the table where all the refreshments were kept.
“Damn...really?” she muttered, seeing the cooler was empty aside from ice and a few bottles of beer, not what she was wanting. Not seeing any other choice, she reached for one of the beers. After all, it was better than going thirsty.
Just as her fingers touched the bottle, something cold and damp pressed against her exposed belly, making her jump. Whipping around to see who was messing with her, Karen’s eyes met with quite the pleasant sight. It was a woman who looked to be the same age. She had a lithe figure with almost no curves, though what little she did have were accentuated by the nearly skintight pencil-dress she was wearing, solid black. She had waist-length black hair with red highlights, with a large bead hanging down near the middle of her back. With the rather vulpine mask she was wearing, she called to mind a Zoroark.
“What was that about?’ Karen asked, her anger not quite as sharp as it would have been if the girl wasn’t so pretty. Not saying a word, the girl held up a bottle of water, shaking it back and forth. She pressed it against Karen’s cheek. The chill of the cold bottle against her face was somewhere between pleasant and uncomfortable. Snatching it away from the girl, she gave her a sharp look of annoyance as she popped the cap and gulped most of the water down in a few seconds.
“Thanks, but did you have to do it like that?” Karen asked, eyeing the girl a bit more. The Zoroark cosplayer shrugged her shoulders as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, looking rather playful. The girl’s behavior was strange, but rather charming and cute.
“Not much of a talker, huh?’ Karen asked, putting her hands on her hips. The girl just grinned, taking a few steps back and beckoning Karen to follow after her. Curious and a tad aroused by the girl’s figure, Karen followed after her. Leading the Elite Four member into the crowd, the Zoroark girl began to dance wildly, shimmying and swaying her whole body, running her hands along her figure very suggestively.
Licking her lips, Karen began to dance as well moving in close to the other girl, dancing just as passionately. Every time she reached out to try and touch her, the girl in the mask would back away, just enough to tease Karen.
“Playing hard to get just makes it more fun when I catch you!” Karen said with a chuckle, moving in toward her again. The Zoroark girl kept moving away from the crowd. Karen knew that she was in for something very fun once she finally cornered the girl.
For several minutes, the two women played a game of follow the leader with the vulpine-masked woman leading the masked trainer farther and farther away from the party and into the woods. As they went deeper, the Zoroark girl giggled and ducked behind a thicket.
“Really going to make me work for this, aren’t you? You'd better be worth the effort when I get you!" Karen demanded, starting get a little annoyed. Looking up, she saw the branches were grown so thick overhead that only the faintest slivers of moonlight were passing through, hardly enough to see by, and looking back, the trees were a complicated mess of tangled roots and overgrown bushes. How she had managed to get through all of it without tripping, especially since she knew she was pretty buzzed right now, was a mystery.
Crinkling her nose in annoyance, she headed around the thicket, prepared to confront the girl who was obviously playing a very elaborate prank on her. But when she stepped past the brambles she found a large, clear area with a single huge tree in the middle. Aside from the small opening she had stepped through, all the sides were overgrown with thick branches and barbed plants that looked pretty dangerous.
Walking into the clearing, the girl was nowhere to be seen. “Great. I can’t believe she led me all the way out here and just ran off. Should have figured, considering what Pokemon she was dressed as,” Karen muttered, approaching the tree. Not trusting herself to be able to find a way back, she decided she would just wait till daytime and make her way out of the forest. Normally she’d just call out one of her own Pokemon to guide her right now, but she had left them at home so that they could rest in their own ways after the recent string of battles.
Leaning against the tree, Karen sighed heavily. This had not been the best party.
All at once, a pair of arms wrapped around her, pinning her arms to her side. “Wha?!” she cried out in surprise. Tilting her head back as best she could, she saw the girl’s face. It shimmered for a moment, before changing to the grinning visage of an actual Zoroark.
“Oh, so I guess you do want to have some fun at my expense, after all?" Karen asked, cocking an eyebrow. She had plenty of experience with Dark Types, and knew that from time to time some of them would look for a human to have sex with. This was something that occasionally occurred with all Pokemon types, of course, but it happened almost five times more often with Dark Types. She had fooled around with most of her own team a few times in the past, so this was not an unpleasant surprise, though she could have done without the teasing. Of course, for this Pokemon, it may as well have been foreplay.
Letting her go, the Pokemon made a small growl. It was not a sound of aggression, but one of arousal. With one quick slash of her claws, the Zoroark shredded Karen’s clothing, letting them fall to the ground in tatters. Only the cape and mask were left intact. Frowning slightly, Karen glared at her ruined outfit. “Great. Now I’ll have to walk home naked, you bitch. Well, on the bright side, I guess this will be the closest Lance will ever get to a naked woman,” she said, unhooking the cape. Letting it fall down and spread out beneath her, she laid back on it, spreading her legs wide. Using one hand to part her labia, she looked at the Zoroark lustfully. The Pokemon grinned, baring several gleaming fangs. Running the long claws along her body, she brushed away the thick, dark fur between her powerful thighs, revealing her pussy. The skin was a bright red that stood out quite notably. There was a visible moisture clinging to her lips and fur.
"Very forward. I like it," Karen approved. Every Pokemon had its preferences for sex, and while Karen didn't mind indulging in her Umbreon's needs for tenderness and slow, romantic love-making, she always preferred the direct approach that most Dark Types favored. Wild and passionate, like her Absol, who reverted into a bestial, rutting animal when they fucked, or harsh and dominant, like her Houndoom, who became Karen's demanding Bitch Mistress when she became horny...that was how a Dark Type should be! And it looked like Zoroark here had the right idea.
Moving in close, the Zoroark pressed her cunny against Karen’s face and began smear her juices along her lips. Karen groaned slightly at the pungent and musky scent of the Pokemon’s cunt. Pokemon tended to have a stronger flavor and scent to their passion, and she was no stranger to the act of getting right in close to a Pokemon's business, but this particular Zoroark seemed to have an unusually strong taste even for a Pokemon. The heady, musky scent and flavor of her juices went straight to Karen's head, and combined with the powerful drinks she'd had earlier, the woman was nearly overwhelmed by this cocktail of sex, Zoroark's animal desire to fuck tickling Karen's brain through her senses, setting her own crotch aflame as the passion surged through her. Unable to keep her balance as the musk of sex filled her mind, she fell back. Thankfully, the ground was soft. Zoroark wasted no time in moving down with her, squatting so that the woman was forced to keep licking. As Karen lapped away at the Dark Type’s pussy, Zoroark tilted her head back, letting out a soft howl.
Karen chuckled into Zoroark’s juicy cunt, pleased to know that she was doing a good job. As she lapped away, savoring the potent flavor of the Pokemon’s spunk, Karen felt Zoroark’s tail flicking across her breasts, the very tip reaching down to her clit. The soft fur brushing over that sensitive bud was nearly enough to make her cum, but not quite, not yet. Wanting to earn her own release quickly, Karen found Zoroark’s rounded clit, nearly identical to a human woman's but at least twice its size, and began to suck on it hard, rapidly flicking her tongue over it as she brought her hands up and began to stroke along Zoroark’s outer thighs. Zoroark pulled her partner in closer, moaning deeply.
With the skillful and eager tongue work of the human woman beneath her, Zoroark didn’t hold out for long. Letting out another sharp howl, she came, flooding Karen’s mouth with her fuck juice. Karen murmured in delight at the volume of cum dribbling from the hairy, beautiful Pokemon cunt. With several large gulps, Karen swallowed down as much of it as she could, letting the rest run down the sides of her cheeks. The hot, heavy juices filled the woman with a hedonistic warmth that just fired up her own desire all the more.
After a few moments of simply enjoying the afterglow of orgasm, Zoroark stood up, making a snickering sound as she looked down at Karen’s messy face.
“Oh yes, very funny, you soaked me,” she said, gathering some with her fingers and licking it away. "Like I was somehow supposed to know Zoroarks are cum hydrants." Though she was a tad annoyed, she had to admit she mostly just felt joyful, almost elated. There was almost nothing in the world she loved more than a good facial, especially from a Pokemon.
Zoroark leaned in and licked away some of her own cum. When her tongue got close to Karen’s lips, the human woman grabbed the thick mane of the fox and pulled her in close for a kiss. With Zoroark’s snout it was somewhat awkward, but Karen was more than happy to work around it. Besides, she'd had plenty of practice with sucking face with snouted Pokemon. She was quite proud of the fact that her kisses could knock her Umbreon's socks off (at least, they would if she wore any), and even Karen's harsh Bitch Mistress Houndoom couldn't help but wag her tail in approval when Karen made out with her.
Zoroark’s thick tongue slipped into her mouth and rubbed against every part of her own tongue. Karen felt slightly disappointed (she had wanted to be the invader, to run her teeth along those cruel killer fangs and explore that crushing jaw from the inside!), but it was definitely more than enjoyable to have the Pokemon's agile, curious tongue assaulting her own.
The kiss went on for a few minutes before the Pokemon broke away. Moving down to Karen’s breasts, Zoroark gave them each a light scratch with her claws, then gently bit at her nipples. Karen hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the sharp fangs scrapped against her tits. It hurt and it felt good at the same time...the best kind of stimulation!
Zoroark suddenly pushed Karen down onto her back and went straight for her quim. Karen grinned, more than ready for it. Nuzzling her nose along Karen’s slit, Zoroark sniffed deeply, growling in appreciation.
“You like the smell of my pussy, you furry slut? Yeah, good, isn't it? Not as strong as yours, but still irresistible, isn't it?” Karen asked, shivering as that cool, wet nose rubbed against her clit. Zoroark gave a soft growl and opened her mouth, giving Karen a long, slow lick from the bottom up to her sensitive nub.
Karen moaned deeply as Zoroark’s rough, hot tongue spread her pussy lips wide, getting all of her inner folds in a single stroke. Attacking the trainer’s clit, Zoroark shimmered, replaced by the image of the human girl again. Karen half chuckled, half moaned.“It’s a little late for that, don’t you think?” she asked.
Zoroark shimmered again, and suddenly was a copy of Karen, only with a set of large fox-like ears growing out of her head. The sight of her doppelganger eating her out was the final push Karen needed, and she came hard, roaring in furious desire as her insides clenched around that thick, rough tongue and milked it for every drop of pleasure it could give. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK, YEAH, eat me out you dirty bitch, I'm coming!" She screamed as she bucked her hips. Zoroark held her firmly with strength that didn't seem possible to come from the slim arms she'd copied from Karen, licking her through the whole ordeal. Every time that rough tongue pushed against her clenching inner walls, Karen's screams only got louder as her orgasm lengthened and intensified. Zoroark drew it out for several minutes, Karen losing more and more control as her climax just burned harder and hotter, before finally releasing her.
The illusion flickered, and she returned to being a Zoroark, still grinning as Karen lay back and breathed heavily. That had been pretty awesome...she'd never known she had a bit of narcissism, but damn if that wasn't the best possible way to find out!
“I’m still up for some more, how about you?” Karen asked, spreading her legs and stroking her pussy. Licking her lips, the Pokemon moved in, but Karen stopped her by gently tapping the tip of her nose with a foot.
“You’ve been taking the lead so far, and I've gone along with it because it's been fun. But facts are facts: I’m the Trainer here. We’re doing things my way this time,” she declared. Zoroark nodded, going along with it.
Karen guided Zoroark down so that they were both laying on their sides, legs interlocked, pussies touching. The human woman felt almost like purring at the delicious feeling of Zoroark's rough, wild fur and its powerful, underlying muscle pressed against her own flesh. There was power, untamed animal power in this creature, and Karen wanted that power, wanted it flowing through her as pure, wanton sex! With the proper position achieved, Karen began to rock her hips, grinding against Zoroark. The thick, plush fur and heat of Zoroark’s pussy against her own was incredible, pressing her cunny against that gorgeous, monstrous, overwhelming cunt so hot and heavy and thick and dripping wet with musky sex, pushing against Karen's bare, weak, soft little pussy with overbearing force, shoving its passion against her, into her, fucking her, hard, rough; Karen threw her head back and howled in desire as the pleasure flowed through her like a furious, trapped animal trying to claw its way out. So much better than fucking a human, why didn’t she just fuck Pokemon exclusively!? No woman could compare to the sexual tempest, the sheer fury of a horny Pokemon fucking her! Both of them came in near unison, pressing hard against each other, Karen screaming obscenities at her partner as if possessed while she grabbed at Zoroark's fur and clawed wildly at her back.
At that moment, Karen saw Zoroark’s eyes glow, and then everything in the world became sex, pleasure, and darkness.
***
Karen woke up slowly as the first few rays of early morning sunlight washed over her face. Sitting up with a yawn, she could feel some dew on her face. Feeling a little hung over, the cool dampness was actually very pleasant. Looking around, she saw she was still in the clearing, though there was no sight of Zoroark. Too bad...that was one she would have liked to try to keep.
“Well, I guess just a one-night stand with her is still pretty good,” she said, gathering what was left of her clothing. She looked at the tatters and sighed, dropping them again. Trying to make something functional from them would be pointless. She'd just go naked back to the Elite Four headquarters. She didn't give a Rattata's ass what anyone said or thought about it, and maybe walking in butt naked and reeking of Zoroark's pussy would get some of her own Pokemon in the mood for some fun.
Karen sniffed the cape, the one article of clothing left intact. The smell of Zoroark's sex was soaked into it even more than it was into her, and mixed with it was her own more subtle scent.
“Eh. I guess this’ll count as Lance’s birthday present!” she said, with a chuckle, and headed back.
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Passion in the Dark