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Pokemon: The Adventures of Ryan and Kirrie	By : ImMyOwnOC Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 29412 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Au naturale
Ryan discovers Kirrie's love of nudism.
(This is the third part of my Pokémon collaboration series with FanfictionFan360. Kirrie belongs to him, Ryan belongs to me.)
"So where do you want to go now?" Ryan asked as he and Kirrie set foot out of Iccirus City's borders. After they had left the Pokémon Center, they had spent the morning just wandering around the city, getting some supplies from the Poke Mart and getting a good breakfast down them before heading off out of the city with Emboar and Serperior in tow. Emboar was always out of his Pokeball to ensure Kirrie's safety, and Serperior was planning on taking up the same habit to ensure Ryan's safety around Emboar.
"Wherever the daylight takes us." Kirrie responded nonchalantly. "I think we should check out Route 8 first though. According to the radio in the café, Croagunk are swarming there at the moment." Ryan's eyes lit up at the thought of catching new Pokémon. Serperior got excited about being on the move again and Emboar cracked his knuckles, chuckling darkly at the thought of finding new Pokémon to beat down.
The midday sun was especially bright and high in the sky as the couple set off out towards the route, and Kirrie was soon wiping the sweat from her brow. In response, Emboar cupped his hands, holding them over Kirrie's head, providing her with much needed shade. He may be a prick to others, but that didn't stop him from doting on his trainer. Glaring with annoyance at the smug grunt Emboar gave him, Serperior attempted the same with his tail for Ryan, but only covered about half of his head with shade, glaring harder when Emboar gave a condescending grunt in his direction.
Kirrie tittered at the Pokémon's growing animosity towards each other whilst Ryan just rolled his eyes, already knowing that it was going to be a long day if this kept up. As they walked deeper onto the route, they soon found marshy wetlands ahead of them, but luckily there were plenty of dry paths for them to take around the numerous puddles and ponds.
Sure enough the trainers were plentiful along the route, giving Emboar the much needed stress relief he greatly needed. The Pokémon ranger Kirrie defeated practically had to beg her to call the great boar off as he smashed her Cinccino into the mud. She tried to apologize, but the ranger just threw her winnings at her before running off to the Pokémon Centre. Emboar snorted at her as she passed, making her jump a foot in the air to his sadistic mirth.
"You seriously don't have a nice bone in your body do you?" Serperior hissed, feeling sorry for the ranger, and especially for the Cinccino. Like Ryan, he absolutely hated seeing a Pokémon in the condition Emboar had put that poor Cinccino in.
"No and I don't need any." Emboar rumbled back. "So don't even bother trying to make me a better person or crap like that."
Serperior scoffed at the fire pig's words, haughtily turning his head away. "As if I would waste my time on a beast like you."
Emboar just rolled his eyes with annoyance. "There's a Joltik on your tail."
"What? Where?" Serperior cried, starting to spin in a circle chasing his tail trying to find said bug type. “Where is it? Get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off!” Serperior didn’t have anything against Bug type Pokémon, he just wasn’t a big fan of Bug types crawling on him. Even Ryan’s own Bug types.
"You’re such a gullible fuck." Emboar snorted with small amusement. He had quickly guessed that the grass type was the naïve and gullible type, which he would put to use for some fun in the future.
"Emboar behave!" Kirrie scolded. She always knew when he was up to no good and when an argument was his fault. She drew his Pokeball, held it to his face and said, "Keep this up and I'll ground you."
Emboar’s eyes narrowed at the ball in front of him. By Arceus he despised the cursed contraption. He needed his space and that was one thing a Pokeball didn't provide. With a huff, he crossed his arms and looked away, his way of saying "ok, I'll be good".
Pleased with his response, Kirrie put the ball away back on her belt. "Good boy." She tittered as Ryan smirked at how 'whipped' Emboar was. He could be considered feral towards other people, but one word from Kirrie had him almost placid. In response to Ryan's smirking, Emboar snorted a cloud of burning smoke into his face when Kirrie wasn't looking, causing Ryan to start coughing.
Ryan looked to Kirrie to scold her starter, only to find her attention completely transfixed on a rustling bush a few yards ahead of them. Sniffing the air, Emboar immediately went on battle mode, stomping up next to his trainer and punching his palm. Serperior slithered forward not wanting to miss out on the action. "Hold on you two." Kirrie said, holding her arms out in front of them. "Whatever it is, you'll kill it outright before I get a chance to catch it," She said, deciding for both her and Ryan that she was the one to catch something first. "Sit this one out."
Rolling his eyes with annoyance, Emboar stood down along with Serperior, who took it a bit better just letting out a sigh. Keeping her eyes transfixed on the bush, Kirrie drew another Pokeball, enlarging it as the bush rustled again.
Seconds later, a Croagunk jumped out, but it wasn't an ordinary Croagunk. Instead of the regular deep blue skin of its species, this one had a bright turquoise tone, and its cheeks and middle fingers were a shade of pink instead of the normal red.
It was a shiny Croagunk and Kirrie wanted it. Now.
"There's no way I'm letting you get away!" She proclaimed, throwing the Pokeball. "Krookodile, help me catch this thing!"
The Pokeball erupted as it hit the ground, releasing the sand crocodile who immediately snapped her jaws, letting out a threatening hiss as she narrowed her jet black eyes at her opponent, her Intimidate ability coming into effect at the same time as the Croagunk's Anticipate ability, shuddering slightly under the Krookodile's gaze. Then, as if out of nowhere, the poison frog reeled its arm back before popping Krookodile straight on the tip of her snout with a fearless Poison Jab attack, making her reel back in surprise.
"Don't take that shit from it! Hit it back!" Kirrie commanded and Krookodile happily complied, raking her large claws at the Croagunk who, without missing a beat, grabbed her wrist using it to whirl around and hit her in the face with a Sucker Punch. Emboar threw his head back, thundering with laughter as he watched Krookodile get outsmarted by the Croagunk at every turn. "Damn it! Use Earthquake!" Ryan was starting to worry about how frustrated Kirrie was getting. Her fists were clenching so hard that her knuckles went white, and it was obvious Krookodile was losing her temper too.
Roaring with frustration, Krookodile jumped a foot in the air before using her body weight to crash back down, causing the ground to quake and crack under them. Unfortunately, the Croagunk itself had the same idea, leaping high in the air to avoid the attack. "Damn it!" Kirrie cried, seeing the Croagunk seemingly flip them off.
Hissing with anger, Krookodile suddenly acted on her own accord without Kirrie’s command. Her jaws snapped open, launching a rock projectile at the airborne Croagunk, hitting it straight in the chest, catching it by complete surprise as the rock forced it back to the earth. "When did Krookodile learn Smack Down?" Ryan asked, to which Kirrie shrugged, not knowing that Krookodile knew it either. As the frog hit the mud, the crocodile stomped over and clamped her jaw around its body in a powerful Crunch attack.
Grunting under the force of Krookodile’s jaws, the Croagunk tried to pry them open, straining with all its strength, only able to open them enough for it to kneel. Drawing another Pokeball, Kirrie deemed the Croagunk ready for capture. "Alright. You're mine!" She proclaimed, throwing the ball between Krookodile's jaws, hitting the Croagunk square in the head, drawing it inside. The ball then fell out of Krookodile's mouth into her open hand as she watched it sway and rock on her palm.
One shake, two shakes, three shakes, ping.
Kirrie jumped up and down a little as Krookodile handed her the freshly caught Croagunk’s Pokeball. "Now, let's see what this little guy was all about."She said, sending the Croagunk out. Upon release, the frog stretched and looked around, as if completely uncaring about its capture a mere minute before hand. Kirrie drew her Pokedex, scanning the Croagunk as it picked its teeth. "Ok its male, and Brave natured which explains a lot. And according to this it likes to fight." Kirrie could never understand how the Pokedex could determine a Pokémon's personality, but it wasn't wrong so far.
"Why don't we let the rest of our Pokémon out to meet the new guy?" Ryan suggested. With a nod, Kirrie released her Jellicent, Eevee and her Sceptile. "No Druddigon?" Ryan asked. That explained why Croagunk was still here instead of being teleported to Professor Juniper's.
"He and Emboar weren't getting along, so I sent him to Professor Juniper to cool off." Kirrie explained as Croagunk sized up her Pokémon. Eevee was cowering under Sceptile's legs as the Croagunk stared at her with big almost dead eyes.
"They haven't even known each other a day." Ryan said as he shook his head. "Never mind, it is Emboar we're talking about." He added, letting out his Zoroark, Blastoise, Shaymin, Braviary and Ninetales.
When all the Pokémon were out, Croagunk sized them all up looking at them with disdain. "Right then, who's the so called leader of this shit parade?" He question arrogantly.
Several ground shaking stomps came from behind him, and when he turned around, he found himself face to face with a very angry Emboar. "Me!" The fire pig snorted smoke in the frogs face, cracking his knuckles threateningly. He may not like half of who he was travelling with, but nobody insults his leadership skills.
Staring up at the livid fire type, a sight that made most people shit themselves and run, Croagunk simply rolled his neck, spat on the dirt and uttered, "Bring it."
"Does Emboar like anyone who's new?" Serperior asked Sceptile as they watched Emboar proceed to beat Croagunk into the mud as the frog put up a defiant struggle. while Ryan and Kirrie tried to calm the fire pig down.
"New? He doesn't even like us!" Sceptile exclaimed to which the rest of Kirrie's Pokémon nodded when Serperior looked their way. "The only one he really puts up with is Eevee and that's only because she's a kid. All of us have been threatened by him when he's at his most pissed."
Serperior gulped and sweat dropped as Emboar whirled Croagunk around over his head. He was determined to show the new guy who was boss, but he had to give some respect as the poison type simply wasn't giving up, cursing defiantly and throwing punches whenever he could.
Deciding that enough was enough, Kirrie drew their Pokeballs returning them before either could protest. "I warned you." She muttered to Emboar’s ball, knowing that he was most likely sulking in there. With a sigh, she promptly returned the rest of her Pokémon to ensure no further incidents. Ryan followed suit until only the two of them stood on the route.
"Sorry about that. One day he'll learn to behave." Kirrie apologized, sounding like an overworked mother to a hyperactive child.
"No need to apologize Kirrie. I knew what I was getting myself into when I agreed to travel with you." Ryan sighed back, rubbing the back of his head. It was definitely going to be a long day.
Continuing on their way along the long route they bumped into more trainers, winning some more money. Kirrie made sure that Emboar stayed securely in his ball whilst her Jellicent and Ryan's Ninetales got some more battle experience. The sun continued to boil in the sky, making the marshland surrounding them especially humid and soon enough both of them were sweating. "Arceus is there rouge Entei or Groudon around?" Ryan cursed as Kirrie began to shuffle in her clothing, looking very uncomfortable. "Hey, you ok?"
"My clothes are clinging." Kirrie complained, picking at her shirt. "Can you hold something for me?"
"Yeah sure, what is it?" Ryan replied, only to stare as Kirrie bent over, pulling her panties down, stepping out of them and tossing them to him. He absentmindedly caught them as Kirrie stood back up, letting out a small sigh.
"That's much better." She smiled, tugging her skirt down a little before skipping off ahead like she hadn't done anything. Feeling his pants tighten, Ryan nervously pocketed her panties before anyone saw them, slowly following after Kirrie, trying not to stare as her skirt flittered up with every step. Walking a few more yards along the route, avoiding the deeper ponds, they came upon a direction sign. "I didn't know Route 8 was this long!" Kirrie gasped, seeing how many miles the route was. "This is easily more than two days!"
"Thank Arceus we have enough supplies to last us a week then." Ryan commented. They lacked a tent but the many trees that spanned the route would make adequate cover in case it rained, and they had enough food to last them over a week if they rationed it right.
Nodding with agreement, Kirrie started tugging at her top as it started clinging to her skin again. She started looking around to check if there were people around, and when she found that she and Ryan were alone, she quickly did away with her top, revealing that she was braless as Ryan stared at her in shock. Without missing a beat, she folded her top up, giving it to Ryan for him to put away in his bag. "Let's hope this place stays deserted." Kirrie said a little too jovially before skipping off again, causing Ryan to just sigh and shake his head. He'd have to get used to this if he planned on travelling with Kirrie for the long run.
After another couple of miles, they came upon the entrance to the Moor of Iccirus. They were curious about exploring, but the number of trainers ahead of them that were yet to notice them helped them decide to enter darting in before anyone noticed Kirrie's half naked state.
The Moor was obviously wetter than the route outside, but there were still dry patches for them to stick to. "This place isn't so bad." Kirrie commented as she scanned the large area. "Plenty of dry places for us to set up camp. I say we stay here for the rest of today."
Ryan nodded with agreement before noticing a man fishing in the near distance. "Uh, Kirrie."
"Shit!" Kirrie cursed as she ducked behind a tree. "Get rid of him!"
"Why don't you just put your top back on?" Ryan pointed out the obvious.
"Because it's too fucking hot and I don't wanna!" Kirrie retorted almost immaturely. "Just get rid of him!"
"And how do you expect me to do that?"
"I don't know; battle him or something so he'll have to leave to use the Pokémon Center. Now go!"
Shaking his head with a sigh, Ryan headed off towards the fisherman, releasing Serperior. Kirrie watched from behind her tree as words were exchanged and Pokémon were released. Serperior soon cut through the fisherman's entire team, sending the poor man scurrying passed her as she hid heading towards the center. Luckily he didn't notice her as he ran passed, allowing her to sigh in relief. "Check for others." She called out, to which Ryan reluctantly agreed.
Ten minutes and two rangers running out of the Moor later, Ryan finally gave the all clear. "That's a relief." Kirrie said when Ryan reached her, returning Serperior back to his ball. "Judging from how long it took us to get here, I'd say we have at least tonight until we're disturbed."
Ryan just nodded with agreement, wiping the sweat from his brow and the back of his neck. The humidity of the Moor was intense and sweeping through the trainers inhabiting it had worked up more than a reasonable sweat. "You should take some clothes off too." Kirrie pointed out, noticing Ryan's shirt clinging to his chest.
"Nah, I'm good." He responded, waving a submissive hand at her. He was always self-conscious about any kind of nudity in public, no matter how secluded.
Kirrie scowled slightly and said, "You must be uncomfortable. You'll feel a lot better if you take some clothes off." She bent down, pulling down her skirt and stepped out of it. "See I'm naked now. Would that make you feel better about it?"
Blushing slightly at her bold action, Ryan shook his head and said, "It's not that Kirrie. I just don't like being without clothes when I'm outside. Anyway you're not exactly naked cos you've still got your shoes on."
"I don't want to get my feet wet and muddy!" Kirrie pouted, crossing her arms and pushing her breasts up, making Ryan blush more. "And I still say you should take something off." She insisted, stepping forward and grabbing onto Ryan's sweat damp shirt.
"Hey, let go!" Ryan protested as Kirrie clung to him, tugging at his shirt. He was stronger than her, but she was faster and trickier, and before he knew it, he was shirtless and vestless. "How the hell did you do that?"
"I'm just that good." Kirrie winked at him sticking her tongue out as she folded his shirt and vest. "Let's set up camp so we have a place to sleep later."
Sighing in defeat, Ryan agreed. He had to admit, he felt a lot better now without his shirt on. He was still sweating, but he didn't feel as muggy anymore. As the sun began to set into late afternoon, they set up a small campfire on the largest dry patch away from the entrance to the Moor and laid down their two sleeping bags, with Kirrie insisting on having hers less than an inch from his, explaining that if she doesn't hold onto him in her sleep, she may roll away and end up in the water.
All the way though their preparing, Kirrie kept dropping little sexual suggestions and innuendos, even going to the extent of sliding her hand down his pants to cup him. Not exactly enamored by the idea of sex outside, Ryan nervously brushed off her advances. Kirrie pouted when he refused her, but let it slide as the sun descended further, decreasing the heat, but somehow increasing the humidity, sapping the couple’s energy.
Ryan let out a heavy yawn, deciding to take a quick powernap as Kirrie would most likely want to explore the Moor at least once before they called it a day. He pulled up his sleeping bag, placing it down against a tree to rest on because there was no way he was going to rest his bare back against tree bark. He soon settled down on the cool material of the sleeping bag, taking barely a minute to doze off.
He awoke around twenty minutes later to a small weight on his chest. Fearing that a wild Pokémon had pounced on him, he jolted awake only to be hit with a strange fragrance, both sweet and spicy which tantalized his senses as he felt something fiddle with his belt. As his eyes focused, he found himself face to pussy with Kirrie, her attention solely on getting his pants open.
Hypnotized by the soft swaying of her hips and ass, and the way her pussy was already glistening, Ryan forgot all urges to speak out. Instead, he leaned up, giving her a slow lick. Kirrie squeaked at the sudden contact, and looked back at him shyly. She didn't intend on waking him up just yet and was about to explain when Ryan licked her again. "Sitrus berries." He commented on her sweet but tangy taste, licking his lips and settling his hands on her hips, pulling her down slightly to give his tongue a better reach. He had been planning on this act for the near future and could see Kirrie's near molestation of him as a bit of luck. He definitely owed her for giving him oral twice in the same day.
Letting out a moan of ecstasy, Kirrie practically tore Ryan's pants open to pull out his hardening cock, shoving the entire length into her mouth, sucking hard as his tongue explored her tiny core. She had only experienced oral for herself once before, and her previous boyfriend put next to no effort into it, simply trying to get her wet enough so he could fuck her. Ryan on the other hand, although having no experience, was swiftly bringing her to her peak. She eagerly pushed her hips back against his tongue, working her own around his cock faster, stroking what wouldn't fit in her little mouth, desperate to make him cum as she felt her stomach begin to coil.
Ryan sped up his tongue work, feeling Kirrie rotate her head making sure to massage his cock head with every inch of her mouth, using her tongue to massage his length. He tried to push his tongue inside, but found her core far too tight to push in unaided. Pressing his fingers against her folds, Ryan tried to pull them open to give his tongue room, but found his fingers near instantly drenched by her arousal, followed swiftly by his tongue as he probed it inside.
Kirrie screamed around his cock as her body shook from her sudden orgasm. The feel of Ryan's hot tongue probing her pussy sending her flying over the edge, coating Ryan's tongue with her juices. As her release flooded his mouth, Ryan's hands suddenly moved to her head, pushing it down as he came hard in her mouth. Her scream of ecstasy setting off his release moments after hers. Kirrie made no complaints, sucking Ryan's cock harder as his cum flooded her mouth, making her cheeks bulge slightly. She swallowed every thick spurt with delight before pulling back to lick him clean, simpering as he did the same with her pussy.
When they were both relaxed and sated, Kirrie pulled up her sleeping bag, laying it less than an inch from Ryan's, curling up against him and said, “I thought you sais that you’ve never had a girlfriend.”
“I did. Ryan replied.
“Then how are you so good at giving a girl the best oral she’s ever had?” Kirrie asked, causing Ryan to blush at the compliment.
“I’d uh... rather not talk about it. I’m just not comfortable about talking about it yet.” Ryan replied as he fidgeted in his sleeping bag.
“That’s okay. You’ll tell me when you’re ready, right?” Kirrie asked, running her finger along Ryan’s chest.
“Yeah. Sure.” Ryan replied as he brought Kirrie closer by wrapping his arm around her, unable to tell her his deepest secret.
Kirrie then leaned in closer and kissed Ryan on the lips and put her tongue in his mouth, trying to get a taste of herself. After a few minutes, she broke away and said, “Mmmm, I do taste like Sitrus berries” She giggled before resting her head on Ryan’s shoulder. He then kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes, and Kirrie closing hers as they fell asleep. They had intended for a mere powernap, but to their great surprise, they slept through the entire night, awaking the next morning without a single incident from wild Pokémon.
They packed up their stuff an hour after they awoke, having a quick breakfast first. Of course, Kirrie refused to put clothes on because it was still extremely hot, even in the early morning sun. "Let me guess, you want me to check for people ahead." Ryan sighed as Kirrie nodded her head sweetly. "Seriously, just some panties and a loose top would make this a lot easier."
Again Kirrie refused and Ryan gave up trying, letting out his Blastoise. The water type gave Kirrie a strange look from her lack of attire before shrugging it off. The world made more sense when he ignored the weird stuff. Once again, Kirrie hid behind the tree lines when they left the Moor whilst Ryan challenged and beat every trainer they came across with ease.
Watching Ryan battle, Kirrie began to feel the familiar heat build-up in her lower abdomen. Seeing him doing what was obviously so natural to him was so exciting and strangely arousing. Maybe it was the fact that she was naked and spying from behind a large tree, adding an almost voyeurism-esque feel to it. Whatever it was, the feeling was easily overcoming Kirrie's miniscule modesty as her hand was creeped to her pulsing pussy.
Digging the nails of her free hand into the tree bark, Kirrie bit her lip, suppressing a moan as she rubbed her budding clit. Blastoise finished off the final trainer’s Alomomola with a powerful Skull Bash before letting loose a Hydro Pump in victory, dousing the entire area. The cold water cascading on her didn't even slow Kirrie down, her loins burning as her skin got cooler.
Ryan returned his Blastoise as the trainer ran off towards the Pokémon Center and said; "Okay Kirrie, the coast is clear again." He called out to no response. Raising an eyebrow, he headed towards the tree line she was hiding behind. "Kirrie? Tell me you haven't run off after another Pokémon." He groaned as he made his way into the tree line, only to look down after hearing Kirrie's soft moan.
Kirrie was on her back, now resting her head against the tree roots, one hand massaging her breasts whilst the other pumped furiously at her pussy. "Seriously?" He couldn't help but smile wearily at the sight. Kirrie looked up at him, not looking the least bit shocked or ashamed, only pumping her fingers faster. Ryan caught sight of her juices running down her thighs and subconsciously licked his lips. He crouched down, gently pulling her hand away, making Kirrie whine with need. "Hold on. I'll take care of you." He promised as his tongue snaked out and pressed against her burning core.
Kirrie let out a pleasured cry as Ryan went to work on her, his hands holding her thighs open gently as his tongue swirled around her clit and slit. Her hands made their way to grip his messy hair, pulling him closer. Again he had to use his fingers to coax her pussy open, only to have them drenched again. But that was what happened with Kirrie, and he had no complaints what so ever.
"Oh yes…Ryan…oh baby yes." Kirrie started to pant, bucking her hips in tandem to Ryan's tongue, pushing it deeper into her folds. "Right there, right fucking there." Her pants grew faster and shallower as her hips bucked and rolled harder against his face. "Gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!"
Pressing his fingers to her clit, Ryan began to rub the sensitive little nub, making Kirrie's back arch as another harsh cry of pleasure escaped her lips. "I'm cumming! Oh fuck I'm cumming!" She wailed, pulling Ryan's head harder to her core as she exploded with ecstasy, her juices gushing into his mouth again, making his head swim, feeling drunk off of her again.
After a few minutes, her orgasm finally settled down and she slumped, panting against the tree as Ryan lazily licked her clean. "So good." She sighed, gently stroking his hair.
Ryan chuckled, slowly pulling away, licking his lips. "Now that you're sated, let's get a move on, I want to be out of here before sunse…oof!" Ryan was cut off by Kirrie forcibly flipping him onto his back and straddling him as she started to undo his pants.
"Fair's fair." She panted, answering his silent question, shoving his pants and boxers down, wrapping her hand around his cock. She lowered her head, engulfing it in her mouth, giving it a few strong sucks before pulling back and rubbing her still wanting pussy against it. Ryan groaned as her pussy resonated heat along his cock, sliding up the length of it to rub against the sensitive head, soaking it thoroughly. After a few pushes, Kirrie impaled herself on his cock, throwing her head back with a scream of pleasure.
"Holy shit." Ryan growled as Kirrie forced herself down to sheathe him in to the hilt, her groin bulging around his girth, making her pant like she was in heat. Her hips began to gyrate as she slowly moved up and down his length, her eyes rolling back at the feeling of pure bliss running through her body as her hands found themselves on his shoulders, supporting herself as she rode him wildly.
The sound of her hips colliding with his filled the area, and Ryan was extremely hopeful that he had sent away all the trainers on the route. Kirrie's pussy got wetter and wetter as each second passed, amplifying the sounds of their fucking as she screamed louder and louder to the point Ryan was sure he would go deaf if she was this loud every time.
Her hands gripped at his shoulders as she arched her back further, screaming and panting to the sky. When his eyes weren't clamped shut they were glued to her groin watching it bulge around his shaft taking some sort of prideful pleasure in the fact that he stretched her that far. She then leaned in to kiss him, trying to quiet herself down, but continued to moan and scream into Ryan’s mouth, as Ryan kissed back, using his tongue to massage hers.
This lasted for a few minutes before the couple pulled away desperate for air. Her hands slipped from his shoulders, causing her to fall back, grabbing at his shins to support herself. Ryan moved to pull her back up, but Kirrie shook her head frantically, bucking her hips harder to continue riding him, panting with her tongue hanging out.
Coming to terms with the new position, Ryan leant back on his elbows to watch Kirrie work his cock like a pro, her hips swiveling, gyrating and bouncing along his length, her wetness soaking his groin and the grass around them as it seeped between his legs. Kirrie's eyes were glazed over with lust, panting shamelessly as her small breasts bounced with her movements. "Cumming…cumming." Kirrie moaned, pumping her hips harder, squeezing her pussy around Ryan's cock. "Cum in me."
Rolling his head back with a groan, Ryan let go of his held back cum. He had actually been holding off his release so Kirrie could get her second. His hips bucked up meeting hers as she pumped them down, spurting stream after stream of hot, thick cum deep into her, filling her tiny pussy. Kirrie didn't scream this time only, falling back still impaled on Ryan's cock, shuddering in her powerful orgasm. Her eyes glazed over and rolled back in utter bliss as she shook and shivered.
Slowly pulling out of her, Ryan gasped as one last spurt of cum escaped, arching over Kirrie's body from her stomach to her forehead, lining a streak across her face. He had expected for a moment for her to be appalled by the action, but she only moaned again. "It's about time you came on my face." She simpered, licking up the cum that had landed on her lips.
Ryan let out a sigh of relief as Kirrie proceeded to lick herself clean of his cum, wiping it up with her fingers before hungrily sucking on them. She then crouched down, taking Ryan's cock into her mouth before he could put it away, sucking it clean and swirling her tongue wildly around it, making sure to get every drop of cum from it. Ryan rested a hand on her head, biting his lip as he let her work, and soon enough she was lying on her stomach, swaying her legs cutely as she bobbed her head along his length, trying to suck another release out of him. Ryan's head began to swim as out of seemingly nowhere, another load brewed and minutes later he was spending himself again in her sweet mouth. "I swear you taste too damn good." Kirrie tittered, licking her lips. "I need to be careful otherwise I'll get addicted to your cum."
Ryan blushed, rubbing the back of his head as he pulled his pants back up. “You know, it was kind of cute when you were swaying your legs like that when you were sucking me off.” Ryan said nervously, causing Kirrie giggle at the compliment. He was about to suggest that they leave the route as soon as possible, when they heard several heavy footsteps running passed the tree line. "Seismi...Seismitoad!"
Ryan's eyes lit up at the sound and Kirrie immediately recognized the look, having given it dozens of times before. "You want to go catch it don't you?" Ryan nodded his head as he helped Kirrie to her feet. "Fine let's go after it."
Chasing after the Seismitoad could have been deemed a bad idea when they found themselves back at the Moor, They had followed the Seismitoad's deep footprints as, despite its considerable bulk, it had outran them easily. "This had, better, be worth it." Kirrie panted as they finally reached the Moor entrance after running more than a couple of miles back. So much so that the sun was beginning to set again. "Looks like we're going to be spending another night here."
"Yeah, sorry, about that." Ryan wheezed as he supported himself against a tree, trying to catch his breath. "It would have been easier, if we just flew here, on Braviary."
Kirrie nodded in agreement as they caught their breath and entered the Moor. Several trees had been knocked aside by what they assumed was the Seismitoad they were looking for, and its footprints continued towards the large bog in the center of the Moor. "There it is!" Kirrie pointed as she caught sight of the large toad Pokémon. Moments after she spoke, it dove into the bog, disappearing from sight.
"Damn it!" Ryan cursed as he watched his potential capture simply walk away. "All this way for nothing." He said, sounding truly disappointed.
"Oh no." Kirrie retorted. "We did not run several miles after this thing just to let it get away. You're capturing that thing, otherwise you will never hear the end of it!" She promised darkly, making Ryan gulp nervously. "It'll need to leave the water sometime, so it's just a matter of waiting. We’ll set up camp and stay the night again. That way we can make sure we notice if it tries to leave."
Ryan nodded in agreement to her plan, undoing his bag to retrieve his sleeping bag. This was making a major detour in their travel plan, but he had always wanted a Seismitoad after seeing a trainer battle with one as a child. Releasing his Braviary, he ordered him to keep watch from above while Ryan relaxed back on his sleeping bag as Kirrie set hers up and snuggled up to him, allowing Ryan to wrap his arm around her. It was going to be another long night and they were determined to be as comfortable as possible.
The late evening slowly turned into night then into morning as Braviary watched over the water. Ryan and Kirrie tried to remain awake but dozed off shortly after midnight. Braviary didn't mind though as he had the sleeping patterns of a Noctowl. Circling the Moor for what had to have been the hundredth time, the eagle Pokémon finally saw the water break and the Seismitoad finally emerge.
Acting without a command, not wanting the toad to escape his trainer's capture Braviary swooped down latching onto the Seismitoad's arm with a strong Crush Claw attack. The toad let out a gargled bellowing noise, shaking its arm violently trying to shake off the bird.
Roused by Braviary's screeching and the Seismitoad's bellowing, Ryan bolted awake. "Holy crap!" He gasped as Braviary took several blows from the toad's free hand, but still clung on. "Kirrie wake up!" He said, jostling her as he jumped to his feet. "Braviary's found it!"
The Seismitoad lashed out again with another Drain Punch, narrowly scraping Braviary's beak, who retaliated with a strong Air Slash straight to the toad's face, causing it to stumble. Kirrie slowly rose to find Ryan on his feet giving Braviary commands. He ordered him to attack with a Brave Bird, prompting the bird to slam full force into the toad, sending it flying off of its feet as it tried to fight back with a Muddy Water.
Kirrie watched in awe as Ryan controlled Braviary's combat perfectly with careful commands and gestures. Each one the Braviary took in and memorized instantly to flawlessly dominate the Seismitoad. Her legs pressed together as she felt the tingling feeling return. It seemed that just seeing Ryan being so confident and natural as he was when he battled set a fire inside of her.
Watching the toad crash to the mud again, Ryan drew a Pokeball and said, "You're not getting away this time!" He declared with determination before throwing the ball. It hit the Seismitoad square in the chest, drawing it inside as it fell to the ground.
One shake, two shakes, three shakes, click.
"Yes!" Ryan pumped a fist in the air as Braviary retrieved the Pokeball for him dropping it in his hand. "I've always wanted a Seismitoad. Now, let's see what's up with you." He released the toad and pulled out his Pokedex, scanning his newest Pokemon. "According to Dex, it's female and Bold natured. I guess you’d have to be to take on my Braviary." He explained and joked, reading out the Seismitoad's information. "Well, I'm sure Professor Juniper will enjoy looking after you for a while." He added, returning his newest Pokémon before teleporting the ball away to Juniper's lab. "Let's get out of here Kirrie. I'm itching to move now."
Kirrie nodded almost dumbly as Ryan helped her to her feet, having forgotten she was still sitting down on her sleeping bag. They packed up quickly and left the Moor within minutes, wanting to be on the move as soon as possible, having spent two nights in the Moor, but not before Kirrie decided to remove her sock, the heat causing them to stick to her feet. Luckily, despite the fact that the sun was still high and scorching, a pleasant, cool breeze was blowing, lowering the humidity.
Unfortunately though, some of the trainers had returned to the route and since, once again, Kirrie adamantly claimed it was still too hot for clothes; she was forced to remain behind the tree line. The trainers didn't bother Ryan as he walked passed, knowing he was too strong for them to even attempt a rematch.
They were a little lucky though, as not all of the trainers had returned. So after a mile, they reached empty route again, allowing Kirrie to come out of hiding, immediately wrapping her arms around Ryan's as she walked next to him. The tingling feeling was still there and she was desperately trying to rub her thighs together as she walked without falling over. Ryan seemed oblivious to her state as he spied the exit out of the route in the distance. "Looks like you're gonna have to get dressed soon Kirrie." He pointed out, poking Kirrie in the side. "We'll be reaching civilization soon."
"Mmhmm." Kirrie just made a noise as the heat in her groin intensified. Her fingertips traced the lean muscles along Ryan's arm, not too skinny and not too bulky, just right for her. She let out a soft keening noise, pulling away from Ryan but keeping hold of his hand.
"Kirrie? What's up?" He asked her before noticing her thighs were wet with her arousal. Grasping his hand tighter, she pulled him off of the route path and into the tree line "Again? Here?" Ryan didn't want to deny her, but was wary of being caught since the routes trainers were steadily returning.
Kirrie placed her hands against a tree, bending over and keening as she shook her ass at him. "Please…I want it." How Kirrie could get so desperate in such a small amount of time baffled him, but the way his pants tightened again convinced him not to question it. He moved behind her, keeping his eyes on her small but pert behind as he undid his pants. "Yessss…your cock…put it in." Kirrie whined, shaking her ass harder as her juices poured down her thighs.
Moments later, Kirrie felt the thick head of Ryan's cock push against her soaking folds. She let out a moan that could have been deemed too loud, and in response, Ryan clamped a hand over her mouth. "Keep it down, ok? I don't want to get arrested." He whispered harshly in her ear as he forced the first inch of his dick into her.
Kirrie keened into his hand nodding her head frantically. Ryan proceeded to remove his hand, but Kirrie grabbed it, pushing it back to her mouth, loving his dominant hold on her. Ryan conceded, wrapping his hand tight around her mouth, getting a low moan from her whilst she bucked back against him, trying to impale herself further on his length. It took nearly a minute of pushing forward and back, but eventually Ryan was buried balls deep inside Kirrie again, burying his head in the crook of her neck to suppress his moan of ecstasy, latching his lips on the nape of her neck and grazing his teeth on her neck, making her moan even more.
Rolling and bucking her hips against him, Kirrie lapped at Ryan's palm as he took her, moaning at the sweaty manly flavor of his skin and at the feeling of pure bliss that his cock provided her. Her toes curled inside her shoes and her fingernails scraped against the tree bark as she lost power over her body, finding herself completely bending to Ryan's will and tempo, bucking back as he thrust forward. ‘Oh Arceus, I'm in heaven.’ Kirrie panted in her head, as she couldn't get the words out of her mouth.
Her stomach coiled tighter and tighter with every rough thrust of Ryan's cock into her, and the way he was throbbing inside her he was getting close too, obviously trying to finish her off quickly to ensure that nobody walked by them and noticed them. Moving one hand from the tree, Kirrie trailed it down her body, pinching her nipple as she went, before settling it between her legs trying to help Ryan along, her slender fingers rubbing her clit and his cock as he pounded into her cunt even harder, while Ryan took one of her breasts in his free hand, squeezing it gently and making Kirrie gasp and keen in pleasure.
His breath was heavy in her ear, making her even wetter and her body begin to shake, feeling her orgasm reaching explosion point. "Gonna cum Kirrie." Ryan panted in her ear, making her moan louder, rubbing where they were joined harder. "Cum with me girl."
Kirrie didn't have to be told twice. The moment those words left his lips and entered her ear, her body exploded in orgasm, her juices soaking both hers and Ryan's thighs. Thank Arceus he had dropped his pant beforehand, otherwise he would be needing a spare pair. Ryan started thrusting faster and faster about to cum himself, but Kirrie pushed against him. "Quick, pull out!" She suddenly told him and like clockwork, he pulled out of her looking at her with confusion in his eyes.
When his cock was out of her, Kirrie promptly dropped to her knees, attacking his length with her mouth, throat and hands, sucking noisily as she stroked him. Ryan was going to urge her to keep the noise down, but he was so close to cumming and the small smacking and gagging sounds coming from Kirrie's rampant mouth caused all of his cares to fly out of his head.
With a near primal growl, Ryan came hard, hitting the inside of Kirrie's mouth with streams of burning cum. Taking a quick mouthful, Kirrie then pulled back continuing to stroke his throbbing cock as his release coated her face and hair completely making it warm and sticky as it dripped from her chin, licking her lips hungrily whilst Ryan stared at her dumbfounded. "A good girlfriend needs to learn to take a load on her face." She teased him licking at the cum on her chin. "and luckily for you I learned that years ago."
Ryan just nodded dumbly as Kirrie reached into her bag that he had set aside when they started, pulling out some facial wipes. "The trouble I would be in without these." Kirrie said as she wiped her face clean. "I always carry a fresh pack of these just in case."
"Good idea." Ryan laughed nervously as he did up his pants and to his great relief, Kirrie reached further into her bag and pulled out her skirt, starting to get dressed after being next to naked for over twenty four hours. As Kirrie pulled her skirt up, Ryan retrieved his shirt from his bag, putting it back on as well.
Kirrie then asked, “Where the hell are my top and panties?”
Ryan then put his hand in his pocket and pulled out her panties, then went into his bag and pulled out her top, and handed them to her. “Oh yeah. I forgot that I gave them to you. Thank you.” She said before putting her top on, followed by her panties.
Once Kirrie could be deemed decent again, they left the treeline and eventually walked through the exit of the route to find themselves before Tubeline Bridge. A strong wind blew past, lifting up Kirrie's skirt, causing her to swear intensely as one of the Bikers on the bridge wolf whistled at her. "Going nude isn't so tempting this time is it?" Ryan couldn't help but tease, prompting Kirrie to elbow him in the ribs. “Ow. I was just kidding.” He tried to laugh, but held his side in pain. She saw the humor though, tittering as she walked ahead, leaving Ryan nursing his ribs.
There were only two Bikers and one Battle girl on the bridge, and none of them seemed the offend-able type, so Kirrie did consider going nude again on the bridge just to feel the wind against her bare skin. Whether she did so or not, Ryan would just have to wait and find out.
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Pokemon: The Adventures of Ryan and Kirrie