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Patrick's Pokemon Adventure	By : Serpentor Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 3959 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own none of Pokémon except for the situation I put them in. I make no money from this. This will contain only white and black version Pokémon (for a while anyway.) Enjoy.

Chapter List
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His First (and second) Pokémon
Patrick wasn’t a Pokémon trainer, but he had one, it was a birthday present from his parents when he was fifteen. They knew he didn’t want to be a trainer but living far from the city he had few if any friends and they knew he was lonely, so they called the Pokémon professor in Nuvema Town to see if she could help. She was the one to see if you wanted to be a trainer. She told them she didn’t have any at the moment, but she would call her father, he might, and luckily he lives close to them in Mistralton City.
A few days later they got a call from Cedric Juniper who had a Mienfoo with no trainer to give to them. So on his birthday he received Mienfoo. He had heard them talking about his present a week before his birthday and knew what it was, he was thrilled, his very own Pokémon, he wondered what kind it was; the possibilities ran through his head, so many. When he finally got it he was a little disappointed, he wanted an Alakazam or a Charizard, they were hard to come by in his region but not impossible. The problem was Mienfoo was a fighter Pokémon, he wasn’t a trainer, Mienfoo’s power would be wasted as his Pokémon, but he never let this show; his parents thought he was so excited with his Pokémon. He interacted very little with Mienfoo as the days passed by, he tried to play catch, but Mienfoo didn’t understand the concept of catch and throw back, he attacked and killed the ball with a pound attack. Over time they became better friends, having no other real friends. They started to explore the forests around his house not having been able to do this before as wild Pokémon lived there.
On one of his trips to the store for groceries he ran into Cedric Juniper, “Hey kid how you doing?” he called.
Patrick turned around and recognized him, “Hey professor!”
“Mien!” called Mienfoo as it waved a greeting.
“You seem to be doing well, as does Mienfoo there.”
“Yes we are professor very well. He’s the best Pokémon ever!”
They all say that about their first one. He thought. “Heading to the store I see, well don’t let me keep you. I must be going, very busy. Let me give you this before I go.” He said handing him five poké balls.
“But professor what am I going to do with five more Pokémon?”
“HAHAHA! No, THOSE aren’t Pokémon, they are empty poké balls, and they are used to catch more Pokémon.”
“Oh.”
“You weaken them and throw the ball, and if it’s weak enough you can catch it, if not it will break free.” Patrick raised his hand to ask but was cut off by Cedric “the ball returns to you if it breaks out.”
“Ok thanks.”
“No problem kid, cya later!”
“Good bye professor!”
“Mien-foo.”
The years passed, three years. He hadn’t caught any other Pokémon, he thought he’d have Mienfoo for a long time, he was sadly wrong.
He woke up one day and walked over to Mienfoo’s bed, he had use to keep Mienfoo in his ball but he asked him one day if he wanted to sleep in his ball or a bed and Mienfoo’s answer was a bed, he answered by jumping on Patrick’s bed shouting Mien-fooooooo, Mien-fooooooo over and over again. But walking over to his bed he realized something was wrong, Mienfoo was usually the one who wakes him up, not the other way around. He was a very active Pokémon, another reason he wanted a different kind, but now he loved Mienfoo and was happy with him. “Mienfoo wake up” he said lightly shaking his shoulder.
“Mie…” he replied rolling onto his back.
“Mom, something is wrong with Mienfoo.” He called down the stairs. She was up the stairs in a flash.
She checked him over quickly and said, “I’ll call into work today and tell them I’ll be absent, we will take him to the Pokémon Center. His parents where the owners of a large produce farm so she could easily do this. “Get dressed and we can get going.” He quickly threw on some clothes and they were off. Not really thinking he grabbed Mienfoo’s ball and the belt with the five empty balls on it.
They were at the Pokémon center in record time. He was admitted immediately and the nurse was looking him over. Two hours later the doctor and two nurses came out. The looks on their faces was not good. “We don’t know what’s wrong with him, its very curious.” The younger nurse maybe around twenty Patrick thought motioned for him to come with her while the doctor talked to his mom. When they were out of earshot she asked him in her sweet voice to keep any accusation out of it, he didn’t look like the kind to be mean to Pokémon,
“Did you get him in any fights? Maybe one you knew he couldn’t win?”
“No.” he replied. “He’s my friend; I wouldn’t do that!”
“I’m sorry, I had to ask, it’s my job.” She replied with a smile. He smiled too so she knew he wasn’t angry at her. She was pretty he thought. She had red hair that was pulled into two ponytails, a beautiful face and smile and her eyes where as green as jade, and she was wearing the standard nurse outfit “We are going to keep him tonight for observation, maybe he will show some signs of what is wrong with him. You can stay if it is alright with your mother.” She told Patrick. His mother agreed. They had lunch at the deli across the street.
“I’ll go tell your father what’s going on, I’m sure he is wondering. We will come by tonight and pick you up for dinner then take you back to the center.” She left him some money for a snack and a drink, and headed to their business to at least put in a half days work.
After the dinner they took him back to the Pokémon center left him with a few dollars more for drinks and snacks, they knew he wouldn’t sleep well with Mienfoo sick, and they headed home. He was sitting next to Mienfoo’s bed with his head down trying not to cry, the same nurse as before came in and told him it was time for lights out, he just nodded as she flipped the switch and backed out of the room. Sadly shaking her head, she hated seeing him in this state. She knew his type, no friends except his Pokémon and now that friend was sick and honestly close to death. It was close to midnight, when she went to check on Mienfoo and Patrick. She walked in; he was still sitting with his head down. She knew he was awake she saw the slight turn of his head as she came in.
“I’m here to check him.” She took his temperature, and his vitals, all low which was bad.
“Any ideas yet?” he asked holding back a sob.
“No honey I’m sorry. We won’t stop until we find the problem I promise you.” She said in her sweet voice. At this he burst into tears. She was over to him in a second, “don’t cry” she said pulling him into a hug. “We will beat this thing.” She added giving him a kiss on the forehead. He stopped crying more out of shock than anything. She was a complete stranger and she kissed him! He raised his head and looked into her eyes, she returned his gaze, staring into his sad pain filled eyes, and through pure instinct they were kissing lightly at first, then she opened her mouth to invite his tongue in. This was his first time with a girl and he was inexperienced, as was she but they learned quickly. After about five minutes of this she stopped, and pulled away, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.
“I’m…I’m sorry, you looked so sad, forgive me.” she stammered.
“It made me feel better actually, thank you.” He replied.
“I’ll have to come back in a few hours to check him again.” She said leaving the room.
He jerked awake to machines beeping madly, it was early morning he hadn’t been asleep that long but he missed her last visit to the room, their kissing relaxed him enough to allow him to fall asleep. The doctors rushed in and he immediately moved to give them room before they had a chance to ask him to. They gave Meinfoo an injection and the beeping quickly slowed.
“What happened?” he asked trying not to shout with frustration.
“It has something to do with his condition we don’t know what it is yet. It might be Pokeidis, a very rare, deadly and at the moment incurable disease.”
“I’ve heard of that, it’s not suppose to kill Pokémon it supposed to help them.”
“No son you’re thinking of Pokerus, I just wish it was that he would be home with you right now, in fact he would never had come here.” His last hope shattered he sunk into his chair. The nurse’s heart broke at seeing someone this young in so much pain. “I’m sorry son. We will keep working on it, we might be wrong, he could pull through.” But the look on his face told Patrick that wasn’t at all a possibility. The doctor left the room but the nurse stayed to comfort him. She was hugging him again he realized. Her strong reassuring force squeezing him to her chest. He couldn’t help but relax. She let go and got up to leave.
“Please don’t go” he called.
“Oh sweetie I have to…I’ll talk to the doctor and see if he will let me stay with you today.” She returned several minutes later. “He wants me to complete my current rounds and then I can spend the rest of the day with you. I should be done in forty minutes to an hour.”
“Ok, thank you.”
She returned forty five minutes later. “You should really eat something, let’s head to the cafeteria to get a bite of food. Its still breakfast and they have pancakes this morning.” He was too depressed to object so she led him to the cafeteria and got them both a plate of pancakes.
“So what do you like to do?” she asked. He just looked at her and it occurred to him he had kissed this girl and didn’t even know her name.
“What’s your name?” he asked without really thinking about it.
“Oh, I’m sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Rachael. Kind of funny you didn’t know my name considering what happened last night. But back to my first question.”
“Well I work part time at my parents produce farm, whenever I feel like it really they don’t make me go a lot. I sometimes water the crops or work the register…”
“Hold on” she said cutting him off. “I asked what you like to do, not what you do.”
“Its not hard, I don’t hate it.”
“Ok, what do you do when you’re not there?”
“I walked through the forest with Mienfoo…” he’s eyes filled with tears as he dropped his head. She immediately regretted asking.
“I’m sorry…” They finished eating in silence. He ate very little.
“So do you want to go to the recovery ward see some other Pokémon?”
“Sure I guess” his answers lacking any real energy.
The recovery ward was a large room with grass and trees plus a pond for water Pokémon. The roof was a giant skylight. It was basically a park for the Pokémon. As they walked through the recovery ward she pointed out certain Pokémon, ones she liked the best. She herself had a Frillish, as she liked to go to the beach in her off time. At one point a Mienfoo walked into the room and she quickly diverted him to look at the Druddigon sitting in the corner sleeping, then quickly got him out of there and into the main room, coincidently as the same time his parents arrived.
“Hi honey” he looked up at the sound of his mom’s voice.
“Hi” he called back.
“Hey son” his dad called.
“Hi dad.”
When they got up to him Rachael held out her hand to them, “Hello I’m Nurse Rachael, I’m taking care of him today.” They shook her hand. His mother with a concerned look motioned for Rachael to follow her.
“You two wait here.” She said to Patrick and his father. When out of ear shot she asked, “How is he doing and how is Mienfoo?”
“He’s not doing well at all, very low energy, and depressed. It’s not going to get any better either if we can’t find out what’s wrong with Mienfoo. He’s not doing well either. Very weak, can’t eat or move much, it’s bad.”
“Oh I hope you can figure out the problem I’d hate for him to lose Mienfoo. He’s his best friend. We live out of the way so he doesn’t know any other kids.”
She stayed with Patrick the rest of the week, only away for short times to do her rounds. Then it happened. It was late at night, they had been talking but the conversation had slowed and they just sat looking at each other when Mienfoo went into asystole. The doctor was there in minutes Rachael already working on him trying to bring him back.
“Get me the syringe now!” he called to the other nurse, “Rachael…” he started but she knew what was coming she grabbed Patrick and led him away.
They made arrangements at Celestial Tower, it was close to their house, and the best place to bury him. It was a small service Rachael was there having become a close friend to Patrick, she comforted him. The Headstone read: Mienfoo a great Pokémon, a better friend. They headed to a restaurant for a dinner. Then after dropping Rachael off they headed home.
It was several weeks after the funeral when Patrick was looking at his belt, “what do you do with a dead Pokémon’s ball? I’ll go see Professor Cedric he will know.” He was walking down the sidewalk of Mistralton City when he literally bumped into someone. “Sorry I wasn’t paying attention” he said. He had been lost in his own world of life with Mienfoo.
“Hi Patrick” she said, it was Rachael.
“Oh hi.” He replied
“How are you doing today?” She asked.
“Fine I guess. I’m heading to Professor Cedric’s to ask him a question.”
“Do you mind if I come? I’m off today and have some free time.” He had enjoyed the time she had spent with him at the Poké center even if he hadn’t shown it. She was close to his age too so she was easy to talk to.
They arrived at his house. Patrick rang the bell which was answered shortly. “Patrick! Come in my boy!” he said in a very jovial mood. “What can I do for you and who’s your friend?”
“This is Rachael she’s a nurse at the Poké-center.”
“Ah, knew she looked familiar. So what can I do for you? Wait a minute, where’s your Pokémon Mienfoo?”
“Oh professor” Rachael said “he died several weeks ago, a mysterious illness, we are still not sure what it was.”
“That’s terrible, very tragic.”
“I was wondering what you do with a poké ball of a dead Pokémon?”
“Give it here, I can wipe it of Mienfoo’s imprint so you can use it again.” He stepped into the back room and placed it in a machine. “Let’s have some tea while it works, it takes a little bit of time.” He said as he came back with in with a tray of tea and biscuits.
“So…” Cedric started out not really knowing where to go. “Oh I seem to recall giving you other poke balls, what others have you caught? Anything rare?”
A look of regret passed over Patrick’s face “I never caught another Pokémon; I thought I’d have Mienfoo longer.”
“Oh. Well.” Cedric replied. “So what are you going to do now?”
“I don’t know.”
“I’d lend you one of mine but I don’t have any at the moment.”
“You don’t?” he replied a little surprised at this.
“Well I do but none that will listen to you. They are quite powerful and it takes a strong hand, courage, and most of all confidence to control them.”
“You have rare Pokémon right?” Patrick asked.
“No, I don’t have any but I love to see them!” Cedric replied.
“Can you show us yours?”
“Sure come on you two.” They headed to the yard as he told them to; he went to go get his Pokémon.
He walked out carrying three poke balls, “pick one.” He said.
“The left one”
“OK, Poké ball GO!” Cedric said throwing it. It cracked open and Druddigon appeared with a Roar filling the air. “Quiet Druid!” Cedric called.
“Druid?”
“That’s his name. You can give them names they will respond too, to differentiate them from others you might have. I like giving them nicknames.” Druid eyed them and growl. “Druid” Cedric warned. He immediately quieted down. “Return.” He’s a handful but near impossible to beat in a fight.
“Ok the middle one.”
“Poke ball GO!” A giant burst forth from the ball a towering white bear! “Polarclaw!” Cedric announced happily. At the sound of his name he turned to Cedric. “Sit!” He plopped to the ground send small shockwaves through it. “Good! Here Polarclaw!” he said tossing him a poke-treat. Which he caught and happily ate. “Return!” “And the last one, GO!” Klinklang appeared a mass of spinning gears and whirring noise, which stopped. Not near as impressive as the others, they were massive, well Beartic was. Druddigon was about regular height but Klinklang was rather small and weak looking. “I know what you’re thinking, he’s small and weak but he is powerful enough to power this whole city by himself.”
“Really?” Yeah I’ve had him long enough to know, I trained him from a Klink.”
“What’s his name?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Gears my boy, look at him that’s what he is!” At this they all laughed. They heard a beeping sound from inside “oh your ball is done. Return.” He pointed the ball at Gears and headed in the house.
“So what do we do now?” Rachael asked as they left Professor Cedric’s house.
“I don’t know.”
“Well I was going to go to the beach, will you join me?” she asked.
“Ok but I don’t have my swim suit.”
“That’s ok we will head to your house on my scooter, pick it up, than to the beach!” She grabbed her scooter from the store she had parked it in front of and hopped on.
“Where do I sit?” he asked.
“Get on the back and put your arms around me.”
She was soft he thought as he put his arms around her to hang on. And her smell, like vanilla and citrus, it was intoxicating. They got to his house he grabbed his suit and they were gone.
They arrived at the “beach” she was talking about; it was a small lake with a sandy area. It was empty.
“It’s a little secret few people know its here, and I don’t tell a lot of people about it. I come here to get away and relax.”
“It’s nice here, quiet and peaceful.” He commented.
She unrolled her towel and laid it on the sand. Then pulled her t-shirt off over head and pulled her shorts off. She was wearing a two piece bathing suit; it seemed to glisten in the sunlight as if made of metal. It was actually a silver color. Patrick pulled off his shirt and was already wearing his swim trunks. “I want to catch a few rays then we can do whatever you want.” She said.
“Hey what is that?” he said pointing to small red and white sphere on her towel
“Oh there it is.” She said picking it up and pressing the button to expand in her hand “Frillish go!” A pink cloud of vapor appeared or at least he thought it did. It was transparent, like looking through a colored window. It flowed there with two wing like arms and three wing like legs.
“Frillllll” it called happy to be free. It floated to the water.
“Patrick that is Frillish, my Pokémon.”
“I didn’t know you had one.”
“I was going to tell you at the center but you were so bad I didn’t want to make it worse. She’s very sweet. Frillish come here and say hi.”
Frillish floated over and held out her “flipper” “Frill” He shook her flipper.
“See, she’s very nice.”
The towel was big enough they could both lay on it together. They had been laying there awhile and he was just starting to doze off when he heard something.
“Tym-pole, tym-pole, tym-pole, tym-pole.” He looked up and saw a wild Tympole bouncing along the waterline.
“Hey Rachael look at that.”
“What?” she said, she was awake but didn’t hear it.
“That Tympole, I wish I could catch it.”
“You can.”
“No I can’t. I don’t have a Pokémon to weaken it with.”
“I do! Frillish, Night Shade on the Tympole now!”
“Tym?” it said looking in her direction not seeing Frillish now behind it. It was slammed with a Night shade attack. It responded with an Aqua Ring on itself.
“Frillish Brine attack!”
“Frilllllll!” it shouted letting out a blast of water. Responded to with a Bubblebeam from Tympole but he was weakened. He was out matched in power. That first surprise attack really got it.
“One more Night Shade and you can catch it, Frillish Night Shade again! NOW throw your ball!” He wasted no time he hurled it at the Pokémon. It wiggled once…twice…three times…”Boowww”, the wiggling stop and the light turned white.
“Congrats, you got a Tympole.” she said.
“I couldn’t have without you!” He said grabbing her in a hug. He could feel her breasts being squeezed between them. “Thank you!” he kissed her square on the lips.
She didn’t resist and they were as soft as he remembered. She broke the kiss and looked him square in the eye. “What do you want to do now?” He responded by laying her down on the towel and slowly rubbing his hands up and down her arms slowly making his way up to her string to her bikini tied around her neck. “Wait” she said.
“What?”
“Are you sure about this?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“I have these feelings for you I don’t know what to do.”
“Maybe we should wait.” She said giving him a kiss.
“Ok…so what does Tympole evolve into?” he asked to change the subject.
“I have no idea, I’m not a trainer. I got Frillish because I didn’t want to be the only girl at school without a Pokémon.”
“I still miss my Mienfoo…, Poké ball go.” Tympole popped out.
“Tym.”
“Go relax in the water Tympole you deserve it.”
“Tympole” it replied as is hopped over to the water. Now Frillish was friendly instead of the relentless attacker. They relaxed in silence for the rest of the day, until it was time to go.
When she dropped him off at his house she handed him a note, “this is my number, call whenever you want company.” She told him then sped away.
“MOM look what I got today!” He yelled as he came in the door. Both his parents came running into the entry way not knowing what to think.
“What? Are you ok?”
“I’m great! Poké ball GO!”
“Tympole” it said popping into view.
“Oh honey I’m happy for you!” They were so happy to see that his melancholy mood had finally dissipated. They saw joy on their sons face again, at times they thought they never would.
“How did you get it son?” his dad finally asked.
“That nurse from the Pokémon Center. I ran into her today on my way to see Professor Juniper, to ask about Mienfoo’s poké ball.” A look of sadness briefly passed over his face at the mention of Mienfoo.
“She gave it to you?”
“No. After we left the professor’s house we spent the rest of the day together. She has a Frillish. So anyway we were just sitting there on the beach and this Tympole was just hopping along.” He said indicating Tympole. “She had her Frillish attack it and told me to catch it when it was weak.”
“Well that’s great son!” Both his parents beamed with happiness.
“I guess I have to get an aquarium for him instead of a bed. I’ll do it tomorrow. It’s too late to do it tonight.”
The next morning Patrick awoke with real purpose, a new meaning. He checked the clock, it was 9 am. “It shouldn’t be too early.” He grabbed the Xtransceiver and punched in Professor Juniper’s number.
“Hello?” a female answered.
“Hello? Professor Juniper?”
“This is her.” Oh of course his parents had her number.
“This is Patrick, the one that got the Mienfoo from your dad.”
“Of course, I’m so sorry about what happened. How can I help you?”
“Well I got a Tympole yesterday and was wondering if you could send me some info on him, you know food, abilities, stuff like that.”
“Of course, what’s your email I’ll send it right over”
“Its Patrick@entralink.com.”
After a few minutes of hearing her type over the Xtransceiver,
“Ok it’s on its way”
BING. his computer rang out. “Got it, thanks Professor.”
“It’s what we are here for, to help young trainers, bye.”
“Bye.” He read through the information. “Ok so you’re a water type, like I didn’t know that. I saw you do Aqua Ring and Bubblebeam. You evolve into a Palpitoad.” He said absentmindedly to Tympole who was listening to him.
“Ringggg Ringggg” the Xtransceiver rang out.
“Hello?”
“Patrick we need help at the store today it’s really busy.”
“Ok I’ll be there soon.” He hung up. “Let’s go Tympole.”
They arrived at the store, it was packed. “Can you go out to the back and water the plants?”
“Sure” he replied. He was halfway down the first row of the greenhouse, it was boring work and there were five greenhouses and ten rows apiece. “There has got to be a faster way” then realization dawned on him, Tympole was a water Pokémon. “Go!”
“Tym.” it cried upon being freed.
“Bubblebeam attack on the room!”
“TYYYYYMMMMMM!” it cried releasing a massive amount of bubbles everywhere. When the madness settled he inspected the plants. None damaged, none destroyed, all watered.
“Nice Tympole, good job.”
“Tym!” It cried. He finished the others in no time flat. He went back to the front of the store.
“Are you done already?” his mother asked looking at her watch, and then she saw Tympole bouncing along behind him and understood. “It’s still packed out here, open up the other register.” She said.
“Ok” he replied.
He was tired that night, it was like the customers never stopped coming. He ate dinner and went to bed.
The next morning he was free to get Tympole an aquarium set up so he didn’t have to spend the night in his poké ball.
“Tym, tym, tym,” he was crying hopping urgently to the stairs.
“What is it?” Tympole didn’t want to be cooped up in that room at night. He followed him down the stairs and out the door to the backyard.
“Tym!” He cried hopping up and down in a space between two trees.
“What is it Tympole?”
“Tym!”
“Patrick are you here?” he heard the voice call from the front of the house.
“Backyard Rachael.” Seconds later she was around the corner Frillish following behind her.
“What are you up too?”
“Tympole is trying to tell me something but I don’t understand him.”
“Frillish what does Tympole want?”
“Frill frill frillish.”
“Tym tympole tym.”
“Fril.”
“So while they discuss this, what were you doing before this?”
“I was going to set up an aquarium for Tympole in my room so he doesn’t have to stay in his poké ball.”
“Frillish Frillish” she was dancing around under the trees in a circle then up and down.
“Ah I see” Rachael commented. “It seems Tympole knows what you had in mind for him, he wants a pool out here not in a cramped room.”
“TYMPOLE!” he cried in joy.
“Ok, I need a shovel.”
“Tym.” he turned just in time to catch a mud shot to the face.
Rachael burst out laughing. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Its not that funny.”
“It is, it is!!” She continued laughing.
“Can you dig it out Tympole?”
“Tym.” It nodded.
“Ok go ahead.” He set to work digging. “Let’s go inside and get something to eat for us and them.” He suggested.
They were headed into the kitchen when he said, “I need to check something real quick, be right back.” He headed up the stairs. Being curious Rachael followed him. He was already sitting at his computer when she found him.
“What are you doing?”
“I got some stuff on Tympole from Prof. Juniper, and I didn’t get to read it all, I wanted to see if it mentioned anything about Tympole liking open areas. Ah here it is ‘Most Tympole’s like open areas and fresh air’ well that explains it.” He read. “Mud Shot.”
“What?”
“A list of typical Tympole attacks. That’s what he hit me with.”
“Nice room by the way” she commented. It was kind of bare except for his bed, computer and TV and DVD player. “No one’s home are they?” she asked. And by the tone of her voice he could tell she knew they weren’t. She moved over to his bed and sat down on the edge, kicking off her shoes. He looked her over, she was wearing a loose fitting red t-shirt, and a pair of shorts, they looked like a pair of jeans cut to be shorts, and she had a pair of sandals on but not anymore. She beckoned him over “Come here.” He rose from his chair and walked over to her. She rose quickly grabbed his shirt and twisted her hand around throwing him on his back in the bed and was on top of him quickly. She grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. He had only seen her like this once before in her bikini. And he realized now she was huge, a handful and more. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra then dropped it on the floor. “Like what you see?”
“Yes.”
“Take your shirt off” she said unclasping his pants. He pulled it off over his head. “Oh a six pack.” she said planting a couple of kisses on his chest. She slipped off the bed and pulled her shorts off, leaving her in only her pink panties. Then she reached up and yanked off his pants. He was hard by then and tenting his boxers when she pulled them off, his cock sprang into view. Six and a half inches she quickly assessed. “Oh yeah.” she sank to her knees taking the head of his cock in her mouth. He was in paradise, her head bobbing up and down, up and down.
“If you don’t stop I’m going to lose it!” He grunted.
She let it pop out of her mouth. She stood, turned around slowly put her hands on her hips and slipped off her panties, bending at the waist to fully remove them, giving him a great view of her perfect, small, round ass. She turned back and he could see she was a real redhead, it was trimmed into a strip. She got back on him with his dick right up against her stomach. She took her hand a rubbed his dick up and down between her stomach and her hand. She stopped and rose slightly and then positioned him right at her entrance and slowly lowered herself moaning the entire time. He felt a slight resistance then pushed on through “Oh god!” she cried. She lowered herself fully and started to ride him up and down, up and down, picking up speed as she cried “faster, faster, faster!” He was thrusting as fast as he could with her in that position. “OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH” she cried and went stiff, he could feel himself getting covered with her juices.
“Rachael I can’t hold it back”
“Don’t stop! Cum in me!”
That was the only thing he needed to hear. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH!” he cried as he shot into her.
“Oh god!” she cried again as her orgasm hit. She leaned down and kissed him. “Oh that was good.” She said.
“No, that was amazing.” he corrected. She was still on top of him keeping his dick from escaping from her. He pushed her up a little and grabbed her breast and started sucking on it.
“Oh oh oh oh!” She rolled off and lay next to him.
When they had recovered she said “We really should go make sure our Pokémon haven’t killed each other.” She got up and grabbed her shorts and pulled them on as he pulled on his boxers and jeans. After they were fully dressed he saw her panties on his floor.
“What about your underwear?” he asked. She picked them up and threw them at his face.
“Keep them, as a reminder.” She smirked.
They got back outside with a plate of food for themselves and the Pokémon where Tympole and Frillish were playing in the new pond they had dug up and filled with water. They all had a nice lunch full of fun and laughs.
After they were done Rachael said “Well, I have to go, I have the night shift at the Poke Center. I’ll see you later.”
“Have a good day!” She walked over gave him a long kiss on the lips and was gone.

A/N Thanks for reading. If you want to post a review I would love to hear your thoughts on it, I will continue this. Wait and see.
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