Dolce Island Interlude | By : JadeBlade Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I'm still smiling from the Pichu's heart-warming farewell. Ben's grinning too. But his occasional glances towards the distant sailboat reveal his subtle impatience to return to Cocona Village so he can dig up some more information on the elusive Red Eyes. I can't wait either. But I'm still quite wound up from getting stranded on a sinking submarine. And I know it's only going to get a lot tougher from here on out. Which means our brief visit to Dolce Island might just be our only chance at a bit of unrestrained canoodling.
And do I need it. He probably needs it too. The shudder that passes through his tall, lean frame as I gently take his hand and weave my fingers into his is all the confirmation I need. Leaning into my his ear to whisper my intentions rewards me with a shaky gasp. The gasp of a young man filled to the brim with sexual frustrations. I'm impressed that he saved them all up just for me. For the moment my hand urgently reaches behind his head and pulls his charming face down onto mine. The needy look in his dark eyes as our tongues slowly mingle tells me that merely consuming each other's faces won't be enough.
He needs to feast on my chest. To suckle and nibble on my rosy nipples the very moment I yank my top up. Going braless was a wise move. The fabric probably would've just been torn aside just like my lime-green panties as his hand urgently slips into my shorts. Fingers curl upwards into my latent heat as my body begins to rise against him. Riding his jerking hand as he strums me like Pichu's ukulele. Making me mumble like someone on the brink of insanity as I wrap my arms around his arching neck. I keep his face buried in my damp chest as the baby-like tugging of his lips combines with the firm pinch of his fingers on my clit to flood my loins with a rising pressure. There's no warning him that my release is imminent as my pounding heart promptly clogs my throat from the sudden quaking that begins in the very root of my soul, rising like a wave before spreading through every nerve in my body until I finally crumble into nothingness. His face blurs in my vision as hot tears slide down my cheeks from each passing aftershock, my whimpers underlined by a tone of longing that always accompanies a teasingly short orgasm. But the wolfish grin that crosses his face rekindles the embers in the pit of my stomach. The tinkling of his belt coming undone is my cue to turn around and grasp the weather-beaten bark of a nearby coconut tree. Feeling the sea's cool breeze lick the moisture between my bare cheeks as he yanks down my panties and shorts triggers the spattering of the white sands beneath our feet with my dripping essence. The firmness of his tip plugs my flow as he takes my wrists in his hands. Then he pulls me back onto his length until I rise on tiptoe from the electrifying feel of his invasion. I arch like a potato chip as he pushes into my tingling pussy. He always does it slowly at first. Gently stoking my narrow furnace with deep movements of his veiny wood until I wantonly moan for him to snap my waist like a toothpick. To pound me until my ass's redder than Entei's flames as my tongue lolls from my mouth like a thirsty dog. Turning me into nothing more than but a cock-hungry slut as the lewd sound of my sweaty cheeks getting soundly clapped echoes out over the crashing waves.
I couldn't care less if someone stumbles across us. Or if someone hears Ben's voice break in the midst of my name as every buzzing muscle in my stuffed snatch tightens from the onset of my second orgasm. One that he can't possibly survive as his movements slow until he slumps over me like a dying man. I can hear the strain in his voice. He's right there. Right on the cusp of blowing his load. But he's afraid to. So I turn and look back into his eyes. Compelling him to spill himself with my needy gaze until his face finally crumples in sweet acquiescence. Until the primal spurting of his seed fills my convulsing pussy to the point of overflow. My knees buckle as liquid warmth crawls down the inside of my legs. He doesn't let it go to waste. I feel the weight of his dick slide out of me. Leaving me oozing and empty for a brief moment. And then I feel his fingers spread my cheeks and his tongue slipping into the void. Knowing that he's willing to swallow his own creamy gift is all it takes for me to gush in his mouth like a faucet. Flooding his throat with our combined love juices until the strength in my trembling hips finally gives out from the suction of his lips and I sink to the sand. His satisfied burp makes me shudder as he joins me, the dregs of our energy spent counting each other's teeth as we savor the fading shell of warm euphoria surrounding us.
When it's gone, we go for a swim in the nearby surf. Just floating and laughing in the warm waves until a shrill beeping alerts us to our pile of discarded clothes on the beach. I roll my eyes. That would be Murph trying to contact us on our stylers. He's probably got some new intel on the Pinchers. I turn to Ben and ask him what he's going to do. His carefree response makes me blush redder than a beetroot.
Me.
He's going to do me.
The Pinchers can wait.
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