Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

Four	By : Bronski Category: Pokemon > Het - Male/Female Views: 28906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
Okay, here's the third chapter of Four. The intensity and heat is now increasing. This chapter is where Ash is finally aware of Amy's feelings towards him. How will he react?

He stepped out of the shower box before exiting the bathroom, and then her bedroom. As soon as he was out, she dried herself with a towel and walked to the sink. She brushed her teeth and stretched her arm to grab a bottle before spraying it all over her body. Her lips curved into a grin as she put the bottle back to it's place. It contained a powerful aphrodisiac, she couldn't wait to see its effect on him. Then, a knock was heard on the door.
"Amy, do I need to wait outside?"
"Oh no, Papa. Just come inside and sit on my bed. I'll take care of you in a minute."
A grin crept across the surface of her lips once again as she wore her dress; it was made for women to tempt their lovers. She was sure that the combination of the dress and the spray would have potent effects. She now only had to do one more thing before walking out of the bathroom and give him some convincing; brushing her hair.
Meanwhile, Ash sat in Amy's bed while recalling what she did earlier when the bathroom door opened and he was stunned. She was wearing a deep-red nightgown that covered her whole legs. The thin material, however, meant that he could see her legs underneath the dress. The upper part of the dress was such that he could see over half of her sizable breasts. She looked absolutely breathtaking and alluring. The woman in front of him must surely be a goddess: no mere human could possess such beauty. He blankly stared at her, with his mouth slightly open. A small chuckle was let out by her as she noticed that he was in a state of trance.
"Papa?" she called, bringing him back to reality.
"Y-yes?"
"You like what you see?" she asked in an alluring tone while walking to him slowly and elegantly. As she approached him, he could smell a scent from her and it was pushing his arousal to heights never reached before. He wanted to rip her dress and ravage her smooth her body. Fortunately, he still had some self-control to restrain himself from leaping at her. The jerking of his body led her to the conclusion that he was struggling to contain his lust. While she was dissatisfied that his control still had power over his lust, she would make sure that it would eventually be defeated. Meanwhile, he was glad that he still had control over his body's actions but she had crossed the line and needed to be confronted immediately.
"Amy? What is the meaning of this?" he questioned while trying to maintain a stern tone.
"What meaning?" she asked while feigning ignorance.
"You know-"
"Oh that?" She pushed him to the bed until his back was firmly planted against it before rapidly pressing her lips on his. It was her first kiss, and she was elated to see it given to a man she loved and the only man she would ever love. He could taste her sweet, wet lips and he wanted more, but he let her set the pace.

As the father and daughter were sharing their passion through their lips, three people were happily talking in a house quite a distance from the two lovers. Three almost-empty plates were on the table and they were sitting near it.
"Oh Jim," May said. "Did my Ashy really did that?"
"Yeah, knowing it's him he would certainly do it, he always put others before himself. Such a caring, gentle man. And look at you. A sweet, beautiful lady. You two are really a perfect match."
"Stop it," she requested while her cheeks blushed a bright red. "I'm just very lucky to have him forever."
"One more of a reason for your match," Marina interrupted. "You both are humble to no ends." She asked her husband, "Isn't that right?"
"Damn right!" he responded immediately. "That guy would just take no credits at work. Do both of you know how hard it is to reward his works? Imagine if I didn't insist on rewarding him, he would still be a lowly worker, despite having the best work ethics and being the hardest worker. I don't even think a second-in-command position deserves him."
May gazed at the wall clock and saw that it was already late at night. "Uhm, I'm sorry but I think that I should go home."
"Oh, don't let us hold you back," both Jim & Marina replied simultaneously. "Don't wanna leave your husband and daughter waiting, do you?"
Jim added, "Hey, May. Looks like Ash is a little tired today. Maybe you should give him some relief." He made a wink after mentioning the last word.
"Jim!" Marina yelled while standing and placing both her hands on her hips, and the frown on her face showed that she was upset. "That's very inappropriate! Things like that should be kept private."
"Geez, it's just a joke," he said as he put both his index fingers inside his ears, trying to protect himself from Marina's loud voice. "Calm down, you're too noisy. But, May, I'm not joking about him being tired. You really should soothe him. Don't let him work at home."
"O-ok."
She stood up and walked to the front door, with the couple following her. May was now outside the house, while Jim and Marina were at the door.
"See you soon, May! Keep your husband happy!"
"Ok!" she replied with a wide smile. "Thanks for the dinner. It was delicious!"
"Oh you," Marina said as a faint blush was evident on her cheeks. She was flattered by May's compliment. "You're the one who taught us. Both Amy & you are the best cooks this place had ever known."
"Eh? But it's just your average home cooking."
"May, don't remind me of his humility." Jim stated. "Besides... an average home cooking? Complete Tauros-shit! No other home cooking, or any cooking for that matter are as good as what you two make."
"But-"
"Nuh-uh," Jim interrupted as he placed his index finger in front of his lips, gesturing her to be silent. "Say no more."
"May," Marina added. "Don't be shy of your skills, you should be proud of it. I'm sure Ash would say the same."
"O-ok. Anyways, I'm going home now. See you next week!" As she took her first step away from the house, May turned her head and said, "Marina, tell your cousin I wish her luck."
"Thank you, May! And have a safe trip home."
The three waved each other goodbye as May walked across the street that was dimly illuminated with streetlights. As her figure disappeared, Jim and Marina retreated to their house.

After minutes of lip touching, Amy pulled away from her father, to surprisingly his disappointment. She rested her head on his chest before speaking, "Can't you see all this years, Papa? That I'm madly in love with you? And not like how a daughter loved her father, but like how a woman loved a man?"
"What?" he exclaimed in complete surprise. "You... you were like t-that?"
"Have you ever wondered why I was always clinging to you? Have you ever wondered why I was never interested in any boys at my school? Have you ever wondered why I preferred to stay with you in the weekends?"
"It's because I want to be with you. You're the only man I need. I want... no need to be with you at all times."
"You're always kind to me, gentle to me. You always understand me. You always help me whenever I have a problem. You always put my need above yours. In the end, you captured my heart, the exact way you captured Mama's."
"I don't care if I'm your daughter. I don't care if a daughter is not supposed to love her father that way. I, my heart only want to be with you."
Amy took one of Ash's hand and placed it firmly on her chest such that he could feel her soft, plump breasts. "My heart is now yours. I belong to you. You own my heart, you own me."
Ash was shocked at the extent of his daughter's love for him. He recalled Jim's words and realised that his joke turned out to be a reality. He wondered if he was smitten with her. Could he be misinterpreting his romantic love towards his daughter as merely a platonic, parental love?
"But what if you were an adult? How would you live?"
"When I say with you at all times, Papa, I really do mean all times. Forever. Until the day we'll die."
"You'll live with us forever?"
"Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"But, what about Mama? What will she say?"
"Don't worry, she's more than glad for the three of us to live together. She had always known that I saw you as a man. She's the one who encouraged me to confess, she's the one who taught me how to convince you. Both of you are the best parents a child could possibly have."
"Uh... I don't know what to say."
"Papa, I want you to make me a woman tonight. I don't want to only be your girl, I want to be your woman as well."
The intoxicating scent was lowering his self-control. During the final seconds of his control, he asked her. "Are you really sure? Because you can't go back."
"Yah, I don't want to come back. I want to have that large piece of meat inside my tiny hole everyday of my life. Now open your mouth, Papa."
He opened his mouth as instructed and was soon greeted with her also open mouth. With their mouths merged, Amy stuck her tongue and probed it inside his mouth, searching for his tongue. The instant she found it, she danced around it with her tongue, tickling it. Their joint mouths meant that the exchange of fluids was possible and soon they had a taste of each other's fluids. Amy was sucking Ash's fluid, enjoying its manly taste while he was savouring her sweet flavour. They were both addicted to the taste, she had one of her hand behind his head and pulled it towards her, deepening their kiss. Then, the other hand went to his cheek and she rubbed it tenderly. Her delicate fingers were a treat to his skin, he wanted it to last longer.
The kiss ended after minutes of uninterrupted contact. Both were disappointed that it couldn't be extended but Amy had other ideas for showing their passion for each other. She pulled both her hands from him and reached for the upper part of her dress, releasing both her oversized breasts from its restraints. The moment it was revealed to him, he lost all traces of control and crashed his face on one of her breasts before licking it hungrily.
"Ahhhhh!" Amy moaned in absolute pleasure. "Yah, suck my gigantic tits. You like it? Is the taste addictive? What do you think? That your little girl's tits are not so little after all. Milk me dry, Papa. Use your talented tongue on my tits, my nipples. Uh... this feels so good."
This moment was notable for her because it was the first time that he made the first move. She knew that his control was no more, he had finally given in to his lust. With his lust having complete control over his body, the beast within him would finally be awaken and she could feel her father's full power. The power that could make her mother let out an ear-splitting scream.
Her brown nipples were hard as a rock and he found it enjoyable to stimulate it with his slick tongue. It was a stark contrast to her soft, cushion-like breasts. Similar to her posterior, he liked to knead both her breasts. The stimulation of nearly every part of her breasts drove Amy to the edge of pleasure.
"This... feels... so... good! Ah, ah, ahhhh! More! My nipples need your magical tongue. While you're at it, squeeze both my tits hard. Just like how you squeezed my ass earlier. They need to be punished by your hands. Give my naughty tits a lesson!"
With her permission, he squeezed it tightly and earned a shriek of pleasure from her. He then kneaded her soft, ample breasts and she let out more moans. It was thick, large, and soft. He wondered if he could sleep on it like a pillow every night.
"Papa~" she called in a singsong voice. "I bet you want to rest your head on these big, bouncy pillow." she cooed as she held both her breasts and shook it. "Come on, lay your head on my tits while you lick my nipple."
Amy moved to the empty side of the bed and stayed still while Ash sat up and stood on his knees with his legs on both sides if her. He then straightened his legs, slowly falling until his head was resting on two large, round cushions before continuing his assault on her nipple. She put one arm around his forehead before lightly pulling it to her chest, like how a mother tends to her baby. The image of her being his mother sparked an idea.
"Sorry for not serving fruits for dinner earlier, Papa. I hope that these melons would be enough to make up for it. Now, there's sweet juice inside this melon. Why don't you try to milk it."
"J-juice? M-milk?"
"Try it. Suck my hard, brown nipples."
He ceased his tongue's movements and proceeded to enclosing one of her nipples with his mouth before pressing it lightly and slurping. To his huge surprise, a white liquid seeped through her nipples. He shot a look at her as he was in absolute disbelief.
"Surprised, papa? I took that pill that tricks your body into secreting milk so I can feed you. You like my milk? It's all for you, drink it all. Suck it dry."
Without any further delay, he pressed her nipples again and more milk came out. It was one of the best tasting drink he ever had in his life. He didn't think that any other drinks could sate his thirst. If he was allowed to drink her milk only, then he wouldn't mind. He only needed her milk, however he needed it everyday. He was addicted, her milk stimulated every bud in his tongue and created an extremely pleasant sensation. The sweet taste, the texture, it was perfect. He needed more of it, he felt as if his life depended on it.
"More, Papa. Suck more. Drink my milk. It's the most delicious drink you've ever tasted, right? Don't worry, these gigantic melons can hold a lot. They were made for you."
He drank her milk for minutes and quite an amount have been drank by this moment. Supposedly, he drank enough to fulfill his daily needs but he thought otherwise; he needed more, and much more.
Meanwhile, Amy was elated that she was able to provide him pleasure. Seeing his hunger for her breasts thrilled her. While being blessed with a well-endowed chest often attracted unwanted attraction as she wanted only her father to see her in a lecherous manner, the rewards far outweighed it. She had tried wearing conservative outfits in public to minimise gazes from unwelcome eyes, her body was his and only his, but her chest could still be well-defined through the thick clothes. She wanted them to stop looking at her, but she didn't know how. Telling them politely was ineffective, they would certainly not heed her words, while angrily yelling at them would do her no better. Furthermore, she disliked yelling in anger or frustration.
After minutes of uninterrupted drinking, milk ceased seeping out of her nipple. A sigh of disappointment was let out by Ash as he couldn't have more of the heavenly milk. Amy simply smiled at him and said, "You know you only sucked one of my boobs. One more is ready to serve you."
With her words, Ash hastily moved his mouth to her other nipple and began sucking voraciously. He had the enthusiasm of a little child and it amused her. Amy caressed his head lovingly as he drank from her breasts.
Receiving a tender rub on the back of his head made him recall his childhood, where his mother often did the same to him. He wanted to feel spoiled and she provided him with exactly that. He couldn't care less if he was the parent, not her; he loved her and feeling her love was one of the most pleasant feelings he ever had.
"Mmmm..." he moaned, his mouth muffled by her breasts.
Soon, he found her nipples dry once again. It was over this time, the source was exhausted. He wanted to reward her for treating him with her breasts and as he stared at her nipples, he had the perfect idea. Sticking his tongue out, he directed it towards the dark brown region surrounding her nipples. He licked around it before pushing both her breasts together and giving each equal attention. The sensation of his wet, slick tongue on her areola greatly stimulated its many nerve endings and she couldn't withstand the tremendous waves of pleasure. Her body jerked frantically from the relentless assault of his tongue. It felt as if she was constantly stung by him but felt no pain, only pleasure.
"Ahhhhhh!" she cried, tears of bliss seeping through the side of her eyes. "Your tongue on my tits are the best! Can't. Stand. It. It's. Just. Too. Much." Her body made a sudden up and down movement as she yelled. "But I need more! More! Moooore! Lick my tits more! Yaaaah! They need your tongue! Aaaaah! This is so great! Can you treat both my tits with your god-like tongue at the same time?"
He pushed her breasts even more until both her nipples were touching and lightly brushed the part of her areolas between them with the tip of his tongue. Amy thought that the sensation couldn't get any more intense, however he proved her otherwise. She clutched her fingernails firmly to the bed sheet, trying to keep her body still, but ultimately failed. The overwhelming feeling severely clouded her brain to the extent that she was unable to form coherent words, only grunts and moans.
"Hmmm... Ahhh... Ugh... Yaaah..."
Her voices sounded lovely to him, he enjoyed hearing it, there was an angelic tone to it. To make her voices louder, he intensified his licking and gave her breasts occasional squeezes. To his delight, the intended effect was reached. She was tightly sealing her mouth, attempting to suppress her moans.
"Ah! Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh! P-papaaa!"
Suddenly he found a part of his legs wet and from the scent he knew what it was. He pulled his tongue away and moved to her face before asking, "How was it, Amy?"
Looking at him dreamily and blankly, she replied blissfully, "Wonderful. You make me unable to form proper words and you make my tight pussy cum without even needing to touch it. I wonder what will happen if you stick your fingers or tongue inside my wet snatch."
"Do you like it?"
"No," she replied bluntly before smiling. "I love it! I'm addicted to it! I need your tongue! Can you do it everyday? Of course you can also drink my milk everyday. It belongs to you, my large tits are yours. You can do anything with it. Fondle it, lick it, squeeze it, anything!"
With their lips almost in contact, she had no trouble capturing his with her own. Her arms went to the back to his head and pulled him until her head hit the bed with their lips still sticking. She could taste his manly lips once again while her sweet, luscious lips was able to be tasted by him again. They wanted it to last forever but knew they couldn't so they decided to make the best out of the little time they had. They opened their mouths and stuck their tongues before intertwining each other. Ash deepened the kiss even further by pushing his face harder as both Amy & he were exploring each other's tongues. She lowered her arms such that it was on both sides of his neck and he had his hands behind her head. She squeezed his neck as if to never let him go and he held her head tightly with one hand and rubbed it with the other. He pushed her body sideways until they were both lying on the bed by their sides. They rolled across the bed with their lips still intact.
The passion in the kiss was akin to a passion between two lovers who were long separated and she couldn't agree more. While she wasn't physically separated from him, she felt separated emotionally. Having him with her for everyday of her life, but only as father and daughter. Years of waiting hurt her heart deeply. However, the joy when the wait was over far surpassed the pain. She now had him as her lover, and the only one she would ever had in her life.

I'm now on a very busy schedule so the next chapter will be up in a month or two. Sorry if it's too long of a gap.
- 2
- 3
- 4
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

Four