The Rhyhorny Adventures

 I’ve been reading a lot of other stories, same genre, but people suck with the actual writing part of it… so I’m determined to give well written wanking material. And use spellcheck.

Enjoy…..

A few days had passed since Ash, Pikachu, and the gang had left for Olivine City. The road was pretty crowded, lots of people going to and from, both trainers and non-trainers. Misty, Brock, and Ash all had a couple battles, but won easily. Pretty soon they came up to MooMoo farm, and they decided to stop for a while.

“Wull howdy ya’ll, welcome ta mah estabalishament. Ya’ll be lookin like you’re some tough trainers.”

“Um… thank you?” replied Misty.

“Wull thank you hun, ya’ll stay here and rest awhile.” said the farmer’s wife.

“Yea, it’ll be a great chance to checkout a Miltank!” Typical Ash. Always thinking with his Pokedex.

The gang had some hamburgers and explored around the farm. Ash and Brock drifted out to the Miltank field, leaving Misty behind.

“Excuse me,” began Misty, “do you have a bathroom I could freshen up in? It’s awfully hot out here.”

“Let me take you there lil’ missy” replied the farmer.

The farmer took Misty inside, pointing to the stairs and following her upstairs. Normally he would lead his guests, but he wanted a chance to check out this teen redhead’s ass. As her hips swayed back and forth, the farmer almost reached out to grab a handful. As they turned to the second set of stairs, the man got his wish. Misty took a misstep going up the second flight and fell backwards, back into the farmer. He put his hands up to break her fall, but it was too late; they both tumbled backwards, her ass landing in his lap and his hands falling on her breasts.

Misty took a couple seconds to process what had just happened, but as she became aware, she noticed a hard shaft poking at her jeans, and his hands were still on her chest. She rolled off, but blushed a deep red, seeing that the farmer had enjoyed his involuntary feel-up.

“Let’s get ya to mah bedroom, wanna make sure you’re ok from that nasty tumble.”

“Ummm, ok….” was all Misty could do to respond.

She sat down on the bed, and sported her left ribcage. The farmer saw this, and figured this was going to be the best chance he had.

“Let me take a look at that, don’t wan her ta bruise up.”

Misty, a bit unsure of herself, obliged and removed her top, leaving just a lacy bra covering her supple tits. The farmer did his best to not stare at her cleavage too long, and got an ice pack to put on her bump. Gingerly, he pressed the pack against her skin, and noticed how quickly goose bumps spread over her skin.

“Oh sorrah, it’s not too cold is it?” The man asked, placing his hand on her waist on the other side. His hand slowly crept up as Misty replied,

“No, I’m actually feeling pretty warm….”

That was the only invitation the farmer needed, he brought his hand up to cup her left tit, and dropping the ice pack to grab the right one as well. Misty arched her back and leaned her head back, clearly aroused at her situation. His hands fell to her waist, to undo her shorts, and he reached between her legs to rub her clit. A soft moan left Misty’s mouth, and the farmer became a bit rougher with his treatment.

Misty was melting into the strangers ministrations, she was usually reserved with this kind of thing, but between the heat of the day, and the long period of time that had passed since her last screw, she was ready to throw caution to the wind. Misty tightened up, and she felt that build, and she knew she was close to a mind-blowing orgasm. And suddenly, the farmer had stopped, as Misty recovered, she turned around to meet a 7” cock, wide, and fully erect, staring her right in the face.

“Oh I suppose it’s your turn now?” Misty said sexily, now in a very different demeanor.

A grunt was her only reply, and the anxious farmer pressed the tip of his cock to her lips. Teasingly, she stuck out her tongue, and gave it a few licks, before reaching up and beginning to stroke it with one of her hands, loving the control she had over this man. He wanted her to speed things up, but Misty was in charge, and she loved watching his eagerness and frustration build in his face.

Then, without warning, the farmer grabbed her head, and forced his cock into her mouth. Misty gagged at the sudden intrusion, but did her best to recover, placing one hand on his stomach for leverage, and she began sucking and bobbing on his cock as fast as she could. The farmer was in complete ecstasy, this girl was certainly talented, and he would not last much longer at this pace. Sensing his build, Misty started fingering herself, and brought her other hand under his cock, to fondle his balls. Redoubling her efforts, Misty did her best to bring herself to climax as well.

The farmer leaned his head back and groaned loudly, and the cum flowing into her mouth was all Misty needed to send her over the edge, moaning into the cock still lodged and shooting cum down her throat. She looked down at her the disheveled clothes she still had. Looking up, she said,

“How about a shower?”

Grinning, the farmer grabbed Misty by the arm, and made their way to the shower, eager for more action with the spicy redhead.

*MEANWHILE*

Ash and Brock had been led to the fields to check out the Miltank. While Brock was talking with the farmer’s wife about how she was raising and breeding her Pokemon, Ash was running all over the fields to check out each Miltank against the one he had recorded in his Pokedex.

“Why don’ you follow me? I’ll show ya where the magic happens” She said to Brock with a wink.

They made their way back to towards the house, past it, to the barn. Brock reveled at the large size of the two Miltanks being milked right now, walking slowly, admiring the Pokemon as they gave their milk.

“Oh honey, you look so thirsty, did you want some milk?” the lady asked Brock as he was inspecting the animals.

“Can we get some from here?” Brock asked, “It looks like it still needs to—“

Brock stopped short when he turned around and saw the farmer’s wife with her top undone, her huge tits bouncing around as she slowly walked over.

“Here hon, how bout a taste….”

Brock could not resist, he leaned forward and took her left nipple in his mouth, and grabbed both of them, testing their weight and squeezing them. Soft moans escaped the woman’s mouth as Brock eagerly gave attention to his two new best friends. After a while of teasing the nipples and playing with her tits, she led him over to a bench against the wall, and began undoing his pants.

Brock couldn’t believe his luck, he had been getting shot down city after city, but now he was going to get his. Before he knew it, his cock was out and her hands immediately went to work. Her strong farm hands and milking experience was giving Brock the best handjob he had ever known, and leaning his head back, he knew he would not last long with this kind of experience giving him attention.

As if reading his mind, the lady scooted forward, and gave his cock a few sucks, loading it with her spit. Then she brought her breasts to envelop his cock, and Brock’s organ disappeared into her massive mounds. Squeezing hard, she started stroking Brock’s cock (lol) with her tits, enjoying every reaction he had to her strokes. Brock knew he was close before she started, but this feeling was incredible, he couldn’t take it anymore. Roaring loudly, he let loose stringy glob after stringy glob on to her awaiting boobies. She brought her breasts up to her mouth and licked off what cum she could, happy she could be a good host to her guests.

Pikachu got left out this time, but I think our lil buddy is ready for some more action soon.

In other news, WOMBO COMBO.