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Wild	By : Twill Category: Pokemon > General Views: 29044 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Rielle lounged in a woven reclining chair on the front porch of her modest home, deep in the woods. The warm glow of the sun bathed her nude body in a pleasant and calming heat. Life found a way to work itself out.

She hadn't quite managed to refill her food traps yet. Not that she didn't still enjoy her wild pokemon escapades, but one little girl could only handle so much cum in one week, and her last encounter had filled that quota. Quite full.

With a content sigh, she stretched out in the chair and opened her eyes to the bright mid-afternoon. Nothing wrong with a few days rest, not that she had any real work to do. The reports she sent back to the professor hardly took any time, and in fact, the professor had been quite pleased with her submitted reports so far. Not that she told him quite how first-hand her observations had been.

Is that a tail? She squinted through the sunlight, and sure enough, a brown and cream tail hung slightly down from the lip of the porch roof. For a pokemon, he didn't quite make a stealth peeping tom. Probably wanted to get caught, pervert. Rielle grinned and gave the tail a quick yank.

A shrill of surprise accompanied the quick withdrawal of the furry appendage. After a second though, an upside-down face appeared below the lip of the roof, complete with a toothy grin.

“What are you doing up there?” Rielle asked in a mock stern voice, though she had trouble keeping mirth from her face.

“Ret!” The pokemon dropped to the porch railing and nuzzled up to her breast, soft fur like a gentle caress.

Rielle gave him a quick pat on the head, and earned a quiet coo in return. “C'mon you perv.” She motioned him towards the recliner, and laid back down in the sun. Her pokemon friend tilted his head as if unsure, and Rielle patted her taut belly.

Taking the hint, Furret hopped up onto the chair and walked across her with his stubby legs. From nose to tail, the pokemon was taller than she, but his puffy coat made him seem heavier than he felt atop her. He sniffed her skin with his ticklish nose before licking one of her nipples with a wonderfully rough tongue.

Rielle gasped but drew his face away from her breath. “Don't you think you might be jumping the gun a bit? After all, I did catch you spying on me.”

The pokemon grinned up at her. “Fur!”

“You're too god damn cute.” She let Furret lay against her, face nestled between her small breasts and fluffy tail dangling between her legs. She stroked his head absentmindedly and once again closed her eyes, letting the warm sun and even warmer pokemon blanket ease her back to relaxation. Furret purred at her touch, his low rumbling sending a happy vibration through her chest.

She could stay like this forever. Maybe she could somehow convince Furret to stay with her and Lira. In fact, where had Lira ran off to? She hadn't seen her pokemon all morning. Well, it could wait, the slow swish of Furret's tail between her legs felt like nothing she'd ever imagined. Soft, gentle sweeps across her smooth pelvis, silky fur sliding between her thighs, kissing the sensitive crook where her legs met the lips of her-

Rielle's eyes snapped open. She hadn't even realized the small moans the pokemon's tail coaxed out of her. “You sly little creep.” She met Furret's mischievous grin with all the composure she could manage, which wasn't much. “I only invited you to sit down with me.” But if she had to bet, Furret probably had a slightly damp patch of fur where his tail rubbed between her legs.

Furret grinned and scooted up her body a few inches, just enough to lick at her collarbone. His tail started up again, continuing its gentle sway. How did a wild pokemon keep its fur so soft? If he stuck around, she'd never get anything done.

Good thing I don't have to do much. “You're incorrigible.” Rielle gave him a slight nudge to his side, and Furret more than happily rolled atop her, presenting his belly for her. She reached both hands into the warm nest of fur and massaged his belly. At her first touch, Furret seemed to lose every muscle in his body, falling limp atop her with a satisfied sigh.

Head leaned back, stubby legs splayed out to the sides, the Furret finally seemed content to just relax. She ran her hands along his lithe body, scratching his warm belly and making slight teasing motions towards his furred sheath, just close enough that she could feel his muscles tense in anticipation, and then loosen in disappointment as her hands retreated.

“So, is this the real reason I found you snooping about, my little friend?” She let a finger just brush the side of his sheath, taking a moment to trail along the hard bulge beneath.

“Furrrrrrrr.” His purrs continued to rumble against her chest in quite an endearing way.

“You're lucky you're adorable.” Again she stroked his sheath until the pink tip of his erection poked out between his fur, and Furret squirmed atop her. With a few more strokes, she had his full attention. “Get up a second.”

Furret whined but complied, his hard length poking her in the belly with its slick warmth. Rielle slid herself down the chair slightly to help balance their weight, and she patted Furret on the rump to get him to scoot up. After a second, he figured out her intentions and quickly ran up her chest to bring his erection closer to her face.

She could smell his heavy musk, and a steady stream of pre leaked onto her shoulder where his tip rest, throbbing gently. With one hand locked in the fur near the base of his tail, Rielle grasped him with her other and brought his not inconsiderable size towards her mouth. She pressed her lips together and slid him into her mouth.

A slight tremor rippled through the pokemon's willowy body, and his strong scent intensified. Rielle suckled the first inch of his member, letting his salty, viscous pre fill her mouth. Claws pricked her skin lightly, not enough to draw blood, and her firm grip kept him from thrusting completely into her throat. He did try though.

She released him from her mouth. “If you're going to be rough, I can always find someone else to play with.”

He whined, but curled back to giver her cheek an apologetic lick.

“That's more like it,” and she once again took him into her mouth, further this time, letting her tongue stroke him while she tried to take more of his length. She could feel the tension coiled within her lover as he restrained himself from ruthlessly fucking her throat. Mentally thanking him, she pressed his tip against the back of her throat and attempted to not gag. She held him there for a moment before pulling him out.

A pair of tears leaked down her cheeks, and Furret licked them away as she caught her breath. With a quick smile, she tried again, once more meeting resistance at the entrance to her throat. Her throat spasmed, but she held him in willing her body to relax and accept her lover. Again, her body won.

Rielle coughed, a slight mixture of pre and saliva dripping from Furret's member and onto her chest. “I guess we'll just have to practice a little more sometime.” She winked a watery eye at her friend, and returned to pleasuring him with slightly less ambition. From the pleased grunts Furret made atop her, he didn't seem to mind.

The taste of him filled her mouth and nose, and her free hand fondled the ample sack tucked behind his sheath. Gentle quivers rippled through Furret's body, his back arching more and more, making it easier for her to slide down his length. She could feel his body rapidly approaching climax, and she waited as long as she dared before letting him pop lewdly from her mouth.

“Are you close, my friend?” she asked with a wicked grin, the look only slightly ruined by a few strands of his pre that ran down her chin and throat.

“Ret ret ret,” he whined, his hips making small thrusts into the crook of her neck.

She smiled, and pointed down her body, to where she had placed her own needs on hold. Furret's eyes gleamed and he scooted down her body, tiny paws on her belly and ready to slam himself into her more-than-ready slit. She spread her legs a little wider, but place a hand against Furret's face.

“Not so fast. I did catch you snooping earlier, didn't I?”

Furret whined, his length bobbing slightly just inches from entering her, dripping a steady stream onto the porch.

“Maybe if you make it up to me, I'll let you finish.” She pushed Furret's face further towards her soaked entrance. She met resistance, his wide eyes looking up at her with a burning need and pleading whines. She only grinned. “That adorable face won't help you this time. Now if you want me to help you with that,” she sat up just long enough to give his slick member a teasing stroke, “you should get to work.” She pressed his cool nose into her wet folds, grinding Furret's face into her wet folds.

His tongue went to work instantly, lapping at her fluids and pulling at her delicate flesh. Gods it felt incredible. Already her muscles tensed, and she had to force herself not to smother her pokemon friend against her. Maybe she'd needed this more than she thought.

One of her hands entwined itself in the top of Furret's head, the fur around his mouth already matted from her wetness. The other teased a stiff nipple, sending even more pleasure towards her fast approaching release.

She tried, she really did, but her legs closed in around Furret's head, locking his face against her dripping sex. Pleasure dance through her belly, and her hand moved Furret's face higher, forcing him to pay attention to her clit. Her vision blurred, chest tightening.

With a stifled squeal, Rielle came hard. Her legs gripped Furret like a vice. Coupled with her hand, she locked his face against her quivering sex as she covered him in her release. Her toes curled painfully, and the world swam, replaced with nothing but pleasure.

When she regained a semblance of lucidity, she found Furret, face soaked, standing between her, ready to cash in on her promise. As he thrust, Rielle angled her hips down, letting Furret's full hardness slide up between her lips, but not into her.

She pulled her lover close, grinding herself up and down the heat of his length. “You know, peeping on a girl is a very serious offense.” She tried to sound serious in between her heaving breaths, still barely recovered from her first orgasm. “You still have a lot of work ahead of you before you get that.” And again, she pressed Furret's nose back between her legs after grinding just long enough to work him back to the brink of release.

“But you did do a good job the first time, so let's see if you can keep it up.”

Furret's piteous whine almost made her relent, but his agile tongue erased that thought from her mind.

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A/N: My last A/N seemed kind of angry lol. Oops. Just remember that I love you all. Enjoy =)

Requests for depraved acts accepted and all that jazz.
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