Misty Wants \'Momma\'
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Category:
Pokemon › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
24,342
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
2
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Misty Wants 'Momma'
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a misty/Delia fic, where misty goes to ash's wearing only a bra and thong in order to tell him she loves him, but ends up screwing his mom and becoming her sex-slave for life.. Misty is only 12, though developed nicely. Delia is ash's mom, to anyone who didn't know/couldn't guess. Narrator POV
WARNINGS: Yuri, toys, soloF, slavery, SH, Spank, other, oral, N/C, minor, language, Hj, fist, fet, Dom, D/s, F/F, Bond, Bi, BDSM, anal,
Chapter 1!!!
Misty walked into ash's house, using the key under the mat, with full intention of giving up her virginity to tell him she loved him, and as she approached his room, she heard moaning and a buzzing noise. She stopped outside his mom's door, where the noise was the loudest. Forgetting she was mostly naked, she opened the door a crack, thinking she was hurt or something, and got an eye-full of ash's mom's firm body, and her hairy pussy, and she was masturbating, thrusting a large dildo in and out of herself, moaning as it vibrated.
Misty stared, and gulped unconsciously, and Delia heard her, and looked up, seeing this 12-year-old girl standing in her doorway mostly naked, and decided that she was way too much to resist. She put down the dildo, and got up, walking sexily toward Misty, and saying “Hey there Misty, what are you doing here dressed like that?” “Well... umm...” “Never mind, I can guess. Come here darling.” Misty walked tentatively to the naked woman in front of her, and when she was within arms reach, Delia grabbed her and covered her mouth, carrying her fireman’s style to the bed, where she dumped her and reached under her bed.
Misty sat motionless, scared out of her wits, knowing exactly what was going to happen to her, at least in vague terms, and was terrified. Delia stood up with a ream of rope in her hand, and carrying a blindfold, gag, and collar. She put the last 3 things on her, then tied her legs open so she couldn’t move them, and her hands above her head to the bedpost. Misty felt a hand run over her barely covered b-cup breasts, and quivered, but when Delia un-clipped the clip in the front of the bra, uncovering them completely, she whimpered, and Delia leant down and kissed all over her breasts, running her nails lightly up and down the small girl’s waist.
Delia took one nipple in her mouth, and ran her nails up to the other breast, loving the much younger girl’s taste. She knew she couldn’t last much longer, so she popped off, and slid her tongue across Misty's stomach, and to the waistband of her thong, kissing the red hair peeking through the lace, then kissing her clit through the white lace, and tasting the small girl’s juices seeping through the fabric. Delia slid her hands down and her mouth back up to the waist band, her tongue never leaving her, and she removed Misty's thong carefully.
She cupped her hands around to the back, feeling her smooth ass and sliding both middle fingers into her ass hole, listening to the muffled scream. Se ventured her tongue into the small, shaved folds beneath her and slid her tongue into her vagina, pretending she was kissing it. When she felt that Misty was going to climax, she stopped and leant back up, removing the gag and kissing her mouth, massaging her tongue and removing one hand from her ass, placing another finger into her canal. Delia brought her hand around front and slid her middle finger into her pussy, and fingering her pleasure point with her thumb. Misty groaned and bucked her hips up to meet her slowly pushing and retreating hand. Delia grinned and whispered, “You’re ready.”
She un-tied her and only left the collar, clipping on her leash, tying it to her wrist. Misty gave her a dully-confused look, and Delia tied that to the bedpost, leaving plenty of room, but just enough so she couldn’t leave the bed. Misty watched as Delia crept toward her on her hands and knees, wiggling her breasts from side to side. She straddled the small girl, slipping one leg under hers, the other over, and pressed her cunt to Misty’s.
Misty moaned loudly, and ground her hips to the older girl’s, trying to get her release. “Uh-uh-uh! No so fast.” Delia whispered. She pulled on the leash, pulling the girl to the bed, and pinned her legs down so she couldn’t move up. “You don’t get to pick when to go.” She slowly, really slowly, pressed their clits together, and rotated her hips slowly, teasing her. “No... Faster...” “Nope!” Delia said cheerfully, ignoring the building pressure in her abdomen to go faster. After a bit, she got up and went under her bed again, fetching a double dildo.
Delia inserted one end into herself, and the other into Misty, but just the head at first, then slowly more until she hit her barrier. “Ready Misty?” “Uuuuh... Oooh... Yesssss....” “If I do this, you are my sexual slave for life. you must do whatever I say when I say it, you’ll live here in secret, do my bidding whenever I say it, and you’ll accept any punishment I decide to give you, and not complain. Do you understand? Nothing is off-limits.” She said quickly, she needed the release as much as Misty.
“Aaaaahhhh... Yes, anything... Just do it!!!! Please!” she moaned breathlessly. “Alright my little slave. <3” she thrust her hips, forcing the double dildo in the final 4 inches, till their pussys touched, and then pulled out, thrusting back in, then Misty got the idea and thrust with her, not knowing that she had just signed her life and freedom away forever.
a misty/Delia fic, where misty goes to ash's wearing only a bra and thong in order to tell him she loves him, but ends up screwing his mom and becoming her sex-slave for life.. Misty is only 12, though developed nicely. Delia is ash's mom, to anyone who didn't know/couldn't guess. Narrator POV
WARNINGS: Yuri, toys, soloF, slavery, SH, Spank, other, oral, N/C, minor, language, Hj, fist, fet, Dom, D/s, F/F, Bond, Bi, BDSM, anal,
Chapter 1!!!
Misty walked into ash's house, using the key under the mat, with full intention of giving up her virginity to tell him she loved him, and as she approached his room, she heard moaning and a buzzing noise. She stopped outside his mom's door, where the noise was the loudest. Forgetting she was mostly naked, she opened the door a crack, thinking she was hurt or something, and got an eye-full of ash's mom's firm body, and her hairy pussy, and she was masturbating, thrusting a large dildo in and out of herself, moaning as it vibrated.
Misty stared, and gulped unconsciously, and Delia heard her, and looked up, seeing this 12-year-old girl standing in her doorway mostly naked, and decided that she was way too much to resist. She put down the dildo, and got up, walking sexily toward Misty, and saying “Hey there Misty, what are you doing here dressed like that?” “Well... umm...” “Never mind, I can guess. Come here darling.” Misty walked tentatively to the naked woman in front of her, and when she was within arms reach, Delia grabbed her and covered her mouth, carrying her fireman’s style to the bed, where she dumped her and reached under her bed.
Misty sat motionless, scared out of her wits, knowing exactly what was going to happen to her, at least in vague terms, and was terrified. Delia stood up with a ream of rope in her hand, and carrying a blindfold, gag, and collar. She put the last 3 things on her, then tied her legs open so she couldn’t move them, and her hands above her head to the bedpost. Misty felt a hand run over her barely covered b-cup breasts, and quivered, but when Delia un-clipped the clip in the front of the bra, uncovering them completely, she whimpered, and Delia leant down and kissed all over her breasts, running her nails lightly up and down the small girl’s waist.
Delia took one nipple in her mouth, and ran her nails up to the other breast, loving the much younger girl’s taste. She knew she couldn’t last much longer, so she popped off, and slid her tongue across Misty's stomach, and to the waistband of her thong, kissing the red hair peeking through the lace, then kissing her clit through the white lace, and tasting the small girl’s juices seeping through the fabric. Delia slid her hands down and her mouth back up to the waist band, her tongue never leaving her, and she removed Misty's thong carefully.
She cupped her hands around to the back, feeling her smooth ass and sliding both middle fingers into her ass hole, listening to the muffled scream. Se ventured her tongue into the small, shaved folds beneath her and slid her tongue into her vagina, pretending she was kissing it. When she felt that Misty was going to climax, she stopped and leant back up, removing the gag and kissing her mouth, massaging her tongue and removing one hand from her ass, placing another finger into her canal. Delia brought her hand around front and slid her middle finger into her pussy, and fingering her pleasure point with her thumb. Misty groaned and bucked her hips up to meet her slowly pushing and retreating hand. Delia grinned and whispered, “You’re ready.”
She un-tied her and only left the collar, clipping on her leash, tying it to her wrist. Misty gave her a dully-confused look, and Delia tied that to the bedpost, leaving plenty of room, but just enough so she couldn’t leave the bed. Misty watched as Delia crept toward her on her hands and knees, wiggling her breasts from side to side. She straddled the small girl, slipping one leg under hers, the other over, and pressed her cunt to Misty’s.
Misty moaned loudly, and ground her hips to the older girl’s, trying to get her release. “Uh-uh-uh! No so fast.” Delia whispered. She pulled on the leash, pulling the girl to the bed, and pinned her legs down so she couldn’t move up. “You don’t get to pick when to go.” She slowly, really slowly, pressed their clits together, and rotated her hips slowly, teasing her. “No... Faster...” “Nope!” Delia said cheerfully, ignoring the building pressure in her abdomen to go faster. After a bit, she got up and went under her bed again, fetching a double dildo.
Delia inserted one end into herself, and the other into Misty, but just the head at first, then slowly more until she hit her barrier. “Ready Misty?” “Uuuuh... Oooh... Yesssss....” “If I do this, you are my sexual slave for life. you must do whatever I say when I say it, you’ll live here in secret, do my bidding whenever I say it, and you’ll accept any punishment I decide to give you, and not complain. Do you understand? Nothing is off-limits.” She said quickly, she needed the release as much as Misty.
“Aaaaahhhh... Yes, anything... Just do it!!!! Please!” she moaned breathlessly. “Alright my little slave. <3” she thrust her hips, forcing the double dildo in the final 4 inches, till their pussys touched, and then pulled out, thrusting back in, then Misty got the idea and thrust with her, not knowing that she had just signed her life and freedom away forever.