Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Ketchum's Girls	By : sheltiedg Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 350923 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 17
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon at all nor do I make any money at all from it

Chapter List
- 173
- 174
- 175
Ketchum’s Girls
By: Sheltie
I don’t own Pokémon
A/N: it has been way, way too long since I’ve done a Giselle one.

Warning this is an M story
Chapter 174: Giselle
Giselle sighed as she pushed her glasses up on her nose as she continued to draw in her sketchbook. She along with her class were on a field trip. They were at an art museum and were working on a report on the art there. The class had to sketch paintings or sculptures they saw and liked. They had to do at least two sketches to get a passing grade. It was quite simple really since most of the class went to the easiest things in the museum and did their work then went the rest of the day wandering around to all the exhibits and hang out with friends.
For Giselle she wanted to do something more difficult unlike her classmates. She liked art class and had some talent though she knew she wouldn’t be the next Picasso or anything. She was sitting on one of the wooden benches when she felt a someone sitting next to her. She turned her head and felt her cheeks heat up. Sitting next to her was one Ash Ketchum. The supposed bad boy of the school. There was rumors all over about Ash and how he was kicked out of his old schools for bad behavior and other stuff that just gave him a bad reputation. Now none of the rumors have ever been really confirmed, but Ash’s bad boy status was there and that was enough for high school. Who cares about facts when fiction was juicier.
Giselle snapped her eyes down and tried to pay attention to what she was doing, ignore Bad Boy Ketchum.
“I know you’re there, I can hear you breathing” Ash said.
Giselle’s breath quickened hearing this.
Ash’s hand then went down and touched Giselle’s thigh. Giselle jumped and gasped. She cursed herself for wearing a skirt today. She felt so exposed to Ash. Ash’s hand rubbed her thigh then moved so his hand was under her skirt on her bare thigh. Giselle wasn’t sure what to do. This was wrong, right? But then why did it feel so good and right? She tried to focus back on her sketch.
Ash’s hand kept stroking her thigh slowly going up higher and higher. Giselle did her best to keep her eyes locked forward continuing her sketch. Then she let out a gasp as she felt Ash’s fingers touching her panties. They poking and probing her and she was getting wet from it.
“Please, stop” she whimpered.
“Are you sure, is that what you want?” Ash whispered in her ear.
Giselle shivered at the tone and feeling Ash’s hot breath caressing her ear.
“Y-y-y-y-yes” she stuttered out.
“I think you’re lying. You want this, you want me to pet your tight little pussy right here in the open where anyone can come in and see. You want to come all over my hand” Ash said then suckled on her earlobe.
Giselle groaned. Her earlobes were one of her weak points and Ash seemed to know this. How, she wasn’t sure since only ones who knew was her last boyfriend and he had moved away.
Ash kept working his magic on her and Giselle was weakening. Her knees were trembling and she was biting her lip to keep from letting any sound out. Oh gods, it felt so good. It had been so long since someone other than herself had touched her so intimately. She was now sopping wet as Ash pushed the soaked fabric of her panties aside and using his index finger to trace up and down her pussy lips before said digit and his middle finger slowly entering her.
Giselle gasped loudly letting it echo off the walls. Thankfully for Giselle that the part of the museum she and Ash were at was away from most of the crowded areas.
“Ash” Giselle panted.
“Hm, what is it my little slut?” Ash asked.
Giselle shivered at this. It wasn’t that she was revolted at what Ash had called her. It in fact turned her on some.
“Please, more” she murmured as her eyes fluttered closed as Ash’s fingers massaged her inner walls.
“As you wish my little slut” Ash said.
He added in another finger now making it three inside her, pumping in and out as his thumb danced around her clit that had popped out.
Giselle closed her eyes and just felt everything. Her head tilted back and if it wasn’t for Ash wrapping an arm around her waist she’d of fall off the bench she was sitting on.
“Whoa there, can’t have you falling before I’m finished with you” Ash chuckled as he kept working his fingers.
Giselle felt her pleasure increase with every thrust Ash gave her. She was getting so close to coming. She wanted it, no, she needed. She didn’t give a damn if they were caught.
“Please, finish me” she murmured in a pleading tone.
Ash grinned.
“I never leave a girl hanging, unless I want to” he said as his thumb rubbed her clit hard.
Giselle groaned as she felt a mini-orgasm ripple through her being.
A couple more thrusts and clit rubs and Giselle climaxed. She felt her body shuddered and then went limp. When she came to after her ‘little death’ she looked right into Ash’s brown eyes.
“Welcome back” Ash said.
Giselle’s brain slowly was rebooted and then she remembered what happened and her cheeks colored a rosy color. She couldn’t believe she came in a museum. She also realized she was lying in Ash’s arm, leaning against him.
“We’re not done yet” Ash said.
Giselle shivered, but not with fear. It was with anticipation. She slowly licked her lips. She slipped down off Ash and down on the floor. She unbuckled Ash’s pants quickly and all Ash did was raise his hips so she could yank down his pants and then his boxers. Once free of its confines Ash’s member sprung out and it nearly hit Giselle in the cheek. She cooed and moved in close letting her tongue slither out and began to lather up the rod. Ash groaned as quietly as he could as he felt Giselle’s tongue slide up and down.
Giselle liked the taste of Ash and she wanted more. She lifted her head up, opened her mouth and then lowered her head taking all of Ash’s dick into her wet mouth. She then began to suck and bob and Ash placed a hand on her head though let her set the pace. He was enjoying the ride as he closed his eyes feeling Giselle’s tongue slide and swirl around his length as she bobbed her head up and down as she applied just the right among of suction. Her hand would come up and cup his balls, massaging them.
Amazingly not a single person had come in since this all began. It didn’t take long for Ash to feel it. He was going to come. Giselle was very good with her mouth.
“Shit” Ash grunted as his hips jerked up.
Giselle felt the first spurt hit her mouth and moaned in satisfaction. Then her mouth was flooded. She let it pool in her mouth as she withdrew til only the head was in her mouth. Once Ash was finished she swirled the seed in her mouth and then swallowed. Her eyes were shimmering. They were totally full of lust.
Ash grinned as he saw this look. He then looked around to make sure they still were good. He then got up and took Giselle’s hand and brought her over to the wall and pushed her against it. Giselle gasped as Ash ripped her soaked panties off and then she felt Ash’s hands pick her up by her ass. He lifted her up and Ash lined his semi-hard cock up with Giselle’s wet pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy lips making Giselle moan and wiggle, wanting Ash inside her. Ash grinned at her then dropped her down impaling Giselle on his pike. Giselle threw her head back hitting her head on the wall, she saw stars. Ash then began to thrust in and out and Giselle threw her arms and legs around Ash wrapping around his neck and waist respectively.
The sound of slapping skin along with the quietest pants, moans and groans were heard as the two went at it in the art museum gallery. They shared tongue filled kisses as Ash plowed Giselle. Giselle gasped and let out a deep low groan as she orgasmed for the second time. Ash paused letting it pass as he felt Giselle’s inner muscles ripple around him. He then went back to work thrusting away and Giselle was back on the train to climax once again.
This went on and Giselle lost track of time. When she finally felt Ash deposit his seed inside her she was exhausted, but felt that hum of energy too.
“Ash, can you get my back?” Giselle asked tiredly.
“Why?” Ash asked.
“I got an extra pair of panties in there” Giselle said.
“You always carry a spare set with you?” Ash asked.
“Well, you never know when you’ll need them” Giselle said.
Ash pulled out making Giselle groan. Ash got her bag and gave it to her. Giselle pulled out her spare pair of panties and put them on.
“Ready for lunch?” Ash asked.
“Yes, I think I am” Giselle said.
So the two walked out of the gallery.

End
- 173
- 174
- 175
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

Ketchum's Girls