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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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Secrets
Ryan and Kirrie's bond grows ever stronger when they reveal their deepest secret to each other.
(This is the eigth part of my collaboration with FanfictionFan360. Ryan belongs to me, Kirrie belongs to Fan.)
“Can’t you go more than 20 minutes without needing to give me a blowjob?” Ryan asked as he pulled his pants and boxers up while Kirrie cleaned her face and her fingers.
“You shouldn’t have let me watch you battle that trainer then. You know how I get when I watch you battle. You’re just lucky I went with a blowjob this time instead of mounting you and riding you until one of us passed out.” Kirrie joked. What she wasn’t telling Ryan though was that the blowjob was actually a way of keeping his focus on the fact they were a pseudo-couple, and that he was hers.
-20 Minutes earlier-
Ryan and Kirrie were walking along Route 43 on their way to the Lake of Rage when Ryan was challenged by a female trainer on their way back from the Johto Lake. It was already starting to get dark, so Ryan had proposed a one-on-one battle, each of them using only one Pokemon.
Luckily, the trainer, who introduced herself as Allison, agreed to the terms, releasing her Gigalith from its Poke Ball. “You made a mistake calling your pokemon out first.” Ryan joked as he called out his Serperior, who let out an intimidating cry, which had no effect on the Gigalith. The battle didn’t last long however due to Gigalith’s weakness to Serperior’s Leaf Tornado, which caused Allison’s skirt to flip around, revealing her lack of panties, which Ryan and Kirrie both noticed. Even though Serperior didn’t take out Gigalith in one shot due to its Sturdy ability, Gigalith was given no time to react as Serperior moved in quickly for a critical Leaf Blade attack, knocking Gigalith out cold.
After congratulating Serperior, Ryan returned him to his Poke Ball while Allison returned her Gigalith. She then gave Ryan his winnings before they started talking about how they raised their Pokemon. Eventually, Allison offered Ryan her number if either of them ever wanted a rematch. At first, this didn’t really bother Kirrie as she watched impatiently while Ryan also gave Allison his XTransceiver number. Watching Ryan battle once again set a fire in Kirrie’s lower abdomen, making her feel the need for release as soon as possible.
What Ryan wasn’t expecting to happen after exchanging numbers was Allison’s casual flirting with him, calling him cute and running a finger along his chest. Ryan instantly became nervous, and once this started though, Kirrie immediately grabbed Ryan’s arm, said to Allison that they needed to be somewhere and started pulling Ryan toward the Lake of Rage
Once they had gotten far enough, Kirrie took a slight detour, pulling Ryan into the trees and pushing him against a tree. “Kirrie, what the hell are you doing?”
“Shut up and drop your pants.” Kirrie demanded as she practically tore her top off and dropped her skirt before almost tearing Ryan’s pants open to get at his hardening length before giving it a liberal tongue bathing before taking the entire length into her mouth, pursing her lips and sucking hard while she went right to fingering her pussy.
-20 minutes later-
Kirrie was just finishing cleaning her face as Ryan finished fixing his pants and picked up his bag while Kirrie stuffed her clothes into her bag and wrapped her arms around one of Ryan’s arms as they continued toward the lake. “Remind me again why you insist on walking around naked all of the time.” Ryan said, noticing that it was almost pitch black out.
“Because I like how the cool air feels against my bare skin. Plus I know it makes you feel uncomfortable, which I find funny about you.” Kirrie tittered softly.
Ryan only shook his head and said, “One of these days I’m gonna figure you out Kirrie. Just not today.”
As they made their way toward the Lake of Rage, the couple looked for fallen braches and sticks in order to make a fire the second they reached the lake since the night was quickly approaching. Luckily, they managed to find enough fire wood and got a fire started before the sun had completely set.
The night was very calm and relaxing, and to Ryan’s relief, no one else had decided to camp out around the lake that night either. It was a very quiet night for the couple, which actually made things seem a little awkward since they always seemed to have something to do or talk about. Ryan eventually got tired of poking at the fire and decided to lay back on the cool grass with his hands behind his head as he looked at the night’s sky.
Kirrie then decided to move from where she was to lay on top of Ryan with her back to his front, feeling more comfortable being as close to him as possible, taking his arms and wrapping them around her waist. Plus she was still feeling a bit of jealousy because of the earlier trainer’s flirting with Ryan.
Ryan then noticed that Kirrie seemed a little, off. As if she was debating something in her head. He had noticed that this had been going on for a few days now and was starting to worry. “Kirrie, is something bothering you? You’ve been acting kind of strange lately. What’s wrong?”
Kirrie took a minute to think of how to put what had been nagging at her into words before finally moving off of him and saying, “Actually, there is. There’s something I need to tell you.”
Ryan sat up and looked at Kirrie and said, “Before you say anything, I just want you to know that whatever it is, I’m not going to judge you. Okay?”
“I know, it’s just… I’m not really sure how to tell you this.” Kirrie said shyly, looking away from her boyfriend.
‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen her like this before. Whatever this is must really be eating away at her.’ Ryan thought. “Whatever it is Kirrie, just tell me.”
Kirrie then took a deep breath before finally admitting, “I’m a… Pokephile.”
A little stunned by what he just heard, Ryan asked, “Um… could you, repeat that please?”
“I said I’m a Pokephile.” Kirrie said again, afraid that she may have just doomed hers and Ryan’s relationship. “Before you say anything, just hear me out.”
“I’m listening.” Ryan said.
Kirrie then swallowed hard before saying, “I’ve… had dirty dreams about getting fucked by wild pokemon before meeting you. I was having them for a while before I even met you at Dragonspiral Tower. Do you remember that wild Mightyena we saw a few months ago?” Kirrie asked, receiving a nod from Ryan. “Recently I’ve been having dreams that I was alone and got it to fuck me. And I still dream about a Primeape that was owned by a trainer I battled once.”
“Is there anything else I should know?” Ryan asked, trying to keep any tone out of his words.
“Yes. And it has to do with part of why Emboar is so protective of me.”
“What do you mean?”
“Emboar… was my first.”
“Your… first?”
“Yes. It happened when I was on my way to Snowpoint City a few years ago…”
-3 years ago-
“Use Heat Crash Emboar!” Kirrie ordered as the Mega Fire Pig let out a thundering bellow, his body igniting in flame as he charged at his opponent, the poor Abomasnow unable to get out of the way in time as Emboar slammed into him, the four times super effective attack overcoming the Ice/Grass types defenses, completely knocking it out cold instantly.
The Abomasnow’s trainer paid Kirrie her winnings with a huff, returning his fallen Pokémon before skiing off into the snow storm, leaving Kirrie shivering in the intense cold, her jacket doing nothing for warmth as the snow whipped against her bare legs. “S-sore loser.” She tried to laugh as she pulled her jacket tighter around her, the biting wind feeling like Meowth claws on the skin of her legs.
Acting akin to that of a bodyguard, Emboar moved forward, gently wrapping his large arms around Kirrie’s petite body, his intense body heat quickly ridding her of the cold making her sigh in relief. “Thanks Emboar.” She simpered as she leaned back nuzzling into his warm fur. “Let’s get out of here and head back to Snowpoint. I could really use a hot shower and bed right now.”
Nodding, Emboar lifted Kirrie up into his arms to prevent her feet from freezing in the snow, his trainer happily snuggling into his hold as he held her to his chest, letting her bask in his warmth. Turning around, Emboar raised an eyebrow when he realized that they were suddenly surrounded by wild Snovers. ‘Where in Arceus’ name did they come from?’ He thought as he noticed that they were blocking him from all sides.
Snorting black smoke, Emboar let out a threatening grunt, stomping on the ground hard, making a small quake, and in reaction, the Snovers completely panicked, each and every one of them activating their Snow Warning ability, making the snow storm ten times worse. The Fire Pig panicked as the world turned white around them, able to feel the frigid air through his heated fur, meaning that Kirrie was suffering much worse from it.
Bellowing Flamethrowers at the Snovers to make them flee, Emboar set off in the direction he was sure would lead to Snowpoint City, the sharp wind biting at his eyes as if became impossible to see more than two feet in front of him. Kirrie began to shake in his arms, prompting him to hold her tighter to his chest, picking up his pace.
He could hear the Snovers still scampering around him, shrieking as his large form barreled blindly through the snowstorm, their fright only making the snowstorm worse and worse to the point that snow actually started to settle on him without melting. When the snow got nearly waist height around him, Emboar gave up on trying to find the city and focused on just getting shelter. Using a Flamethrower to clear the air momentarily, he spied a small cave like structure in the near distance, heading towards it immediately.
Charging through the snow, Emboar reached the cave in a couple of minutes, carefully placing Kirrie down on the ground. She was huddled up as tight as she could go, shivering like a leaf. In an attempt to warm his trainer up, Emboar reached out and over the cave to yank down some of the foliage that was growing above the cave, placing it on the ground before her and set it alight. Since it was covered with snow, it took a few seconds to catch fire, but after a while he had a reasonable campfire going, reaching out of the cave to rip down several more branches to make the fire stronger.
“T-t-thank you E-Emboar. You’re a r-real l-l-lifesaver.” Kirrie stuttered through chattering teeth, scooting closer to the fire, holding her frozen hands over it. “Damn S-Snovers, f-freaking out like that.”
Emboar nodded with a grunt as he clutched at a layer of fresh sheet ice that rested on top of the cave, dragging it down over the entrance to prevent the wind from getting in. He knew something about circulated air and that his body heat would make the cave a comfortable room temperature whilst the snow outside would stop the ice door from melting. Happy with his work, Emboar dusted off his hands and lumbered over to Kirrie, sitting next to her gently rubbing her back to help warm her up.
Kirrie sighed as she felt Emboar’s body heat soak into her freezing skin, instinctively pushing up against him to snuggle into his soft, warm fur. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”
Emboar just nodded silently, reclining against the cave wall, immediately regretting it when he found out the cave structure was much weaker than it appeared. The wall nearly collapsed behind him, causing the roof to cave in. By pure split second instinct, Emboar threw his arms up, locking his elbows as he caught the ceiling, keeping it held up, grunting from the slight strain under the rocks weight.
“Holy shit! Are you alright?!” Kirrie gasped. Emboar shuffled up the wall to sit up fully, pushing the ceiling up higher. With a forced smirk, Emboar shook his head, acting as if the weight on his elbows and shoulders was nothing to him, despite the strain. “I could have died there. Thank you.” She smiled, moving to hug Emboar’s front, nuzzling her face into his fur.
Emboar rumbled with contentment as Kirrie moved to rest fully on his abdomen, her head resting on his chest as her small hands subconsciously ran soothing circles on his stomach. Glancing down, Emboar’s lips quirked as he took in Kirrie’s resting form. She looked so peaceful and almost angelic. It was no lie that he felt something for her other than a close friendship, something that spurred him on to go the extra mile in keeping her safe.
Minutes passed as the snowstorm continued to roar outside, prompting Emboar to ignite the flames along his neck and shoulders larger, increasing the caves temperature. Kirrie simpered in appreciation, snuggling further against him, her thigh rubbing against his groin without her noticing, making Emboar grimace from the pleasant sensation it created, his flames growing hotter as she continued to rub him, not noticing the effect it was having on him.
It was one of the main reasons he was so protective of her. He cared for her more than a normal Pokémon should, and the way he lusted for her disturbed him sometimes. The way she would trust him and he would take it as an excuse to stare at her whilst bathing or dressing made him feel ashamed of himself, but he could never stop. Her soft, smooth vanilla skin continued to rub against him, and against his will, his body started to react, his length beginning to grow and make itself known from beneath his fur.
The Fire Pigs arousal went unnoticed by Kirrie for a while as she laid there, enjoying his body warmth. It felt so good to be so close to him. His body heat felt heavenly, making her wish she could lay against him forever, she simpered as the gentle rolling heat coming from his fur reached every inch of her, even her core, making her breath hitch.
She shifted to try to hide the fact that her panties were beginning to dampen when her leg caught around his thick shaft, making her gasp. “Are you?” She asked as Emboar looked away. Kirrie could tell instantly the expression on his face, he was ashamed of himself and she was having none of it. Moving up his body, she cupped his face, encouraging him to look at her. “Hey, it’s okay.” She said soothingly as she moved her thigh down to rub along his cock. “You want me don’t you?”
Emboar tried to look away again, but Kirrie pulled his face back, shifting down to rest her clothed core on his length, shuddering as the intense heat from it coursed through her body. “You’ve been so good to me over the years. You’ve always been there for me and I’ve never thanked you properly. Wanting me is nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, I’ve wanted you for years.” She whispered, gently kissing his cheek before sliding down his body to kneel between his legs. Emboar watched in amazement as Kirrie gently took hold of his cock. The fact that his trainer wanted him back was mindboggling, and the touch of her feather soft hands on his steaming shaft nearly made him drop the ceiling in pleasure.
Kirrie gazed in wonder at Emboar’s heated length. It was jet black like the rest of his skin under his fur, and so thick she couldn’t close her hands around it, easily twice as thick as it was in her dirtier dreams and an easy nine inches long. Her panties dampened further as she tentatively licked the bulbous head, making Emboar rumble with pleasure. Kirrie shuddered with arousal at the strong musky flavor one simple lick left on her tongue, moving in to bathe Emboar’s cock with her tongue, drinking in the scent and flavor of his musk, running a hand down to cup his heavy balls.
Emboar clenched his eyes as tight as he could, fearing instant release if he looked down, feeling Kirrie’s wide bright eyes on him as she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it whilst stroking his shaft with her free hand, feeling the thick meat pulse and throb in her grasp, making her rub her thighs together in arousal.
Relaxing her throat, Kirrie let go of Emboar’s cock, sucking in as much as she could, reaching a little over half way before drawing back, soon building up a comfortable speed to bob her head along his steaming cock, precum beginning to pool onto her tongue, making her moan from the thick heady flavor.
Minutes passed as Emboar’s breathing began to get heavier and heavier, obviously trying to hold off whilst Kirrie worked him harder to release, cracking his eye open he caught sight of his trainer gazing up at him with begging eyes and lost all control, bellowing his name as he erupted in her small, sweet mouth, cumming so much it made Kirrie gag as her cheeks swelled up, too much for her to handle as it oozed over her lips.
Coughing and spluttering, Kirrie pulled back, swallowing as much of Emboar’s cum as she could. “Oh wow.” She spluttered, licking her basted lips. “You taste so good. Hot and sweet.” She simpered, running her tongue along his cock again. Her panties were now thoroughly soaked and her pussy was burning with desire.
She kissed the head of his cock wetly again before standing up, Emboar’s eyes following her, going wide as he watched her pull her panties down her legs, kicking them aside. “I’ve wanted this for so long Emboar.” She breathed, moving to straddle the Fire-type’s waist, gasping as the broad head of his cock pressed against her tiny, pure cunt. “If I scream, please don’t stop me. We both want this.” She instructed as she slowly pushed herself down, forcing the head of Emboar’s cock into her pussy, stretching her wide.
A choked, pained gasp escaped her lips as the Fire-type rumbled beneath her. She felt fuller than ever before and only the tip of his cock had penetrated her. Taking several deep breathes, Kirrie clutched at the fur on Emboar’s stomach, using it as leverage to slowly force herself down, tears running down her cheeks as she felt like she was being split open. Thankfully Emboar’s heat managed to soothe the pain of losing her virginity, and when her cherry finally popped, it didn’t feel nearly as bad as she had imagined it would, merely being a sharp sting rather than the mind numbing pain she had heard it would be.
Emboar’s fire began to ignite higher as Kirrie slowly rocked her hips, her groin bulging all the way to her naval as his thick length filled her to her very limits, little gasps of pleasure passed her lips with every move she made, making her core clench and ripple along his cock, making him grunt and groan, completely forgetting about the weight on his shoulders and elbows.
Kirrie panted as she slowly began to pick up her pace, riding Emboar faster, making her mini skirt bounce with her hair and small breasts, sweat beginning to bead on her skin as Emboar’s body temperature continued to rise, neither noticing the snowstorm settling outside as Kirrie pulled off her top in an attempt to ease the heat, freeing her trapped breasts. “Emboar…you’re so big…so good.” She panted, amazed that her first time could feel so good. She could feel an orgasm coming on already, and the way Emboar throbbed and pulsed inside of her, she could tell he wasn’t far off either. “You can cum inside me. I want to feel everything you have.”
Emboar gritted his teeth as his fingers dug into the stone above him. There was no way he was going to hold out for more than a minute longer. His load was burning hot in his loins, and the way Kirrie’s tiny wet cunt pumped along his shaft was beyond heavenly. Throwing his head back against the cave wall, he roared his name as he released hard inside of his trainer, overflowing her instantly as his red hot seed flooded her womb, setting off her release seconds later, Kirrie wailing at the top of her lungs as her body exploded in ecstasy.
Collapsing against Emboar’s front, Kirrie fought to stay conscious as she caught her breath back, turning her head to finally notice that the snowstorm had died down. “Looks like we can head back now.” She said as she slowly climbed off to get dressed. Emboar nodded, pushing up to hold the caves roof up on his shoulders moving the ice door aside, allowing Kirrie to step outside when she was fully dressed, letting the cave collapse behind him as he exited after her, rolling his shoulders and stretching his arms to get rid of the cramps.
Kirrie suggested that they never tell anyone what just happened unless completely trusted, which Emboar understood. Pokephilia was legal, but wasn’t globally accepted by everyone, and the last thing he wanted was people arranging witch hunts against his trainer. Picking Kirrie up by her waist, he carried her in his arms through the snow towards Snowpoint City.
-Present day-
“That’s it. That’s what I wanted to tell you. To be honest, I trust you, but I’m actually scared to be admitting this to you. I just thought you should know now rather than later.” Kirrie finished.
“Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” Ryan asked as he leaned closer to Kirrie.
“Because I was afraid that if I did then you would leave me. That’s what happened with my last two boyfriends. The second I told them that I was a Pokephile and that Emboar was my first, they immediately dumped me and left me broken hearted. I was afraid that you would do the same.” Kirrie said as she started sobbing, thinking that she and Ryan were through now that she had told him the one thing that she was afraid to admit.
Ryan just sat in relative surprise at Kirrie’s confession. It changed everything that he knew about her, except how he felt. He knew that if Kirrie had the courage to tell him her deepest secret, then he should have no problem doing the same. He then moved so that he was on his knees, moved closer to Kirrie and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and surprising her. “Shh, it’s okay Kirrie.” He said soothingly in an attempt to calm her down.
Kirrie only sniffled before looking up at him and asking, “You’re not… freaked out or… disgusted about this?”
“No, I’m not. And… there’s something I need to tell you as well.” Ryan said, blushing slightly at what he was about to say.
“What is it?”
“I’m a… Pokephile too.” Ryan said nervously.
“You are? But I thought you said you were a virgin before meeting me.” Kirrie said, completely confused at what Ryan was telling her.
“I was. You see…” Suddenly, one of the Poke Balls on Ryan’s belt burst open on its own, releasing Zoroark, who seemed to have an all too familiar look in her eyes that Ryan easily picked up on.
“Ryan, I hate to bug you but…”
“Not now Zoroark.”
“Please. I need your help.”
“Hang on. I’ve got an idea.” Ryan said before releasing Serperior from his ball. “Serperior, I know what Milotic told you. So… do you mind?” Ryan asked, cocking his head toward Zoroark.
“Yeah, I’ll take care of this. C’mon Zoroark.”
“But…”
“I’ll explain later. These two are obviously busy.” Serperior said as he and Zoroark went off into the tree line.
“Sorry Kirrie.”
“What was that all about?”
Ryan only sighed before saying, “That was what I was about to explain. Two years ago, Zoroark was in heat because of mating season…”
-2 years ago-
“No way Zoroark! There is no way you’re gonna convince me to do this!” Ryan exclaimed as he paced around his room in the Pokemon Center. During his travels in the Sinnoh region, Zoroark had started acting strange since the battle he had had earlier in the day. But when he finally checked into a room at the Pokemon Center and released her to find out what the problem was, it wasn’t what he was expecting.
“Ryan please, I’m begging you. Please help me.” The Dark Fox pleaded.
“I can’t Zoroark. You know I can’t. Why not have, I don’t know, Zorua or Serperior help you?” Ryan asked.
“Are you kidding me? Zorua is still young, and Milotic and Serperior are… I don’t know… complicated.”
“Okay, Zorua was a bad suggestion, and I know they are, but they haven’t admit their feelings to each other yet.” Ryan said, starting to become extremely stressed out. And glad that he didn’t have Milotic with him at the time. Both she and Serperior had confided in their trainer that they had feelings for each other, and Ryan swore to both of them that he wouldn’t say a word to either serpent. “And I don’t even want to begin to think what people are gonna say if they were to find out about this. Zoroark there has to be another way!”
“Look, I know what I’m asking of you is making you feel uncomfortable, but you’re the only human or Pokemon that I trust enough to ask. And I know you said that you want to save your virginity for someone that you really care about, but I’m not asking you to go all the way with me.” Zoroark explained.
“What are you talking about?” Ryan asked, finally stopping his pacing.
“Pokemon mating isn’t the same as the way you humans mate. Well, actually it depends on the species. But in my case, a Zoroark only needs to have a single orgasm to calm down and make the need for mating subside. And it doesn’t matter how the orgasm is obtained. But it has to either be from another Zoroark, or a trusted human trainer.” Zoroark explained. “I’ve been your Pokemon for almost 10 years, and the trust that you and I share is much more than the trust I have with any of our friends.”
It took Ryan a minute to think of a response, but eventually it all lead to one thing; no matter what he said, Zoroark would end up guilt tripping him into helping her. He sighed and said, “I guess I don’t really have much of a choice do I?”
“Actually, it’s either help me now or I wait until you fall asleep and take matters into my own hands. Ugh, paws.”
“You’re bluffing.”
“Unfortunately, I’m not. When in heat, my species tend to start by asking first, and if that doesn’t work, then we wait until the one we ask is asleep and take advantage of them to fulfill our needs.” Zoroark countered.
“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” Ryan sighed. “Alright Zoroark. Let’s get this over with.”
“Thank you. I know you’re not too happy about this, but I’ll make it up to you somehow.”
“Fine. But one thing; I don’t think I’m gonna be… you know… able to do this with you being… the way you are.” Ryan tried saying without pissing off his Zoroark.
“You know, I can transform into a human. Well, an illusion of a human.” Zoroark said. “It might help if you give me a few details about what you might want me to look like. But just so you know, I only do B sized breasts. I can’t do bigger or smaller of my own size.”
“Eh, doesn’t really bother me as long as your breasts aren’t huge. I don’t know how women can walk around with boobs that are bigger than a B-cup.” Ryan said before starting to think of what he wanted Zoroark to look like. "How about... long black hair, emerald eyes, and.... a few inches shorter than me. About 5' 5"ish.”
“Okay. Let me see what I can do.” Zoroark said as she started to glow bright pink as her body transformed into exactly what Ryan described; a beautiful girl at 5’ 5”, long black hair that went to her waist, shimmering emerald green eyes, B-cup breasts, completely trimmed pussy and silky smooth legs that seemed to go on forever.
Ryan could only stand and stare at what was once his pokemon, now a beautiful woman that he’d only ever imagined. “Whoa.”
“I take it you like what you see?” Zoroark asked telepathically.
“How are you doing that?” Ryan asked.
“Let’s just say that I spent a little too much time playing in the Dreamyard when I was a Zorua and learned Psychic. At least that’s what the Munna told me. Something to do with being over exposed to their Dream Mist.” Zoroark answered as she sauntered over to Ryan and running her dainty fingers along his body, making him shiver for a reason he wasn’t sure of.
“Remind me to ask Fennel about that later.” Ryan said nervously as all blood rushed to his groin.
“After you help me.” Zoroark said as she slowly made her way onto the bed and sat on the edge before laying back so her legs and part of her ass hung off, spreading her legs for her trainer. She then sat up on her elbows, gave him a very seductive look and said, “Are you just gonna stand there and stare at me or are you gonna help me?”
Despite having agreed to help Zoroark, Ryan felt like he couldn’t move, but his body managed to start slowly walking toward Zoroark, taking slow, shaky steps, feeling 100 times more nervous than he ever had in his entire life thus far.
“Ryan, are you okay?” Zoroark asked out of concern.
“I think I’ll be fi… fine.” Ryan responded shakily, feeling like he was about to faint as he knelt down, placing his hands on Zoroark’s knees for support, making her shiver with delight at his touch.
“Just try to take deep, slow breaths.” Zoroark advised, which Ryan started to do in an attempt to calm himself down. When he let the breath out however, because he was so close to Zoroark’s wet pussy, the hot air from his exhales only excited her further and made her start to shake with pleasure.
“You okay Zoroark? You got really shaky all of a sudden?”
“I’m fine. I’m just really sensitive right now. Don’t worry about it though.” Zoroark said as she placed a hand on the back of Ryan’s head and pulled him slightly closer to her pussy. “Whenever you’re ready.”
Still not entirely sure on what he was about to do, Ryan swallowed hard before pressing his tongue to Zoroark’s damp folds and taking a slow lick up along her entrance, causing the dark fox to moan in ecstasy.
‘She tastes… sweet. Like Mago berries.’ Ryan thought, taking another slow lick of Zoroark’s pussy, taking in more of her sweet tasting juices.
“Ahhh, Ryan, it feels good. Lick me faster.” Zoroark moaned, making her trainer go a little faster, causing the pleasure to grow and make Zoroark’s body heat up even more. “Oh sweet Arceus that feels so good!” Zoroark screamed when the tip of Ryan’s tongue found her budding clit, making her body begin to shake.
‘Damn, she is sensitive.’ Ryan thought as he used his fingers to spread Zoroark’s folds and push his tongue into her weeping core, causing her eyes to go wide before rolling back into her head as his tongue probed her hot pussy. “Ryan, I’m so close. Don’t stop, please don’t stop now!”
As Ryan felt Zoroark’s walls squeeze around his tongue, he moved a hand to her sensitive clit and pinched it gently, setting off Zoroark’s orgasm, sending her soaring over the edge and her juices exploding into her trainer’s mouth, making his head spin.
As he pulled away from Zoroark’s pussy, her Illusion began to fade as she turned back into her original form, panting heavily. “Thank… you…” Zoroark said before dozing off into a deep, blissful sleep.
-Present day-
“So, that was my first experience being with a pokemon. And that’s the answer to the question you asked me a while back as to how I’m able to, in your words, give a girl the best oral she’s ever had. You know, now that I think about it, Zoroark’s transformation was almost exactly like you, except taller, longer hair and bigger breasts. Which seems almost odd that you two looked so similar.” Ryan said as he finished telling Kirrie his story.
“So… that’s what Zoroark wanted when she popped out of her Poke Ball?” Kirrie asked just as a howl of ecstasy began to echo through the woods.
“Yeah. Something like that.” Ryan said nervously as his face started to redden.
“Can I ask you something about that?” Kirrie asked.
“Ugh, sure. What?”
“Have you ever, you know… had the same kind of dreams I’ve had?” Kirrie asked almost uncomfortably.
“Well… yes. But not with wild Pokemon. Only the female Pokemon that I’ve ever captured. Mainly my Kirlia, Gardevoir and Lopunny. If it makes you feel any better knowing that I’m… I don’t know, as semi-weird as you then… Whoa!” Ryan tried to say before being cut off by Kirrie, who had tackled him back on the ground. “What are you doing?”
Kirrie then hugged Ryan as her heart practically swelled, a luscious warm feeling filling her body. ‘Is this love?’ She thought before saying, “I’ve never met anyone like you before. Not only are you not judging me about my Pokephilia, but you were able to admit your own Pokephilia to me. Why though?”
“Because I really care about you Kirrie. And if you trusted me enough to tell me your biggest secret, then why wouldn’t I trust you to tell you the same about me?” Ryan asked as he returned her embrace, feeling as though he and Kirrie had found a new level of trust in each other. Ryan then felt Kirrie’s hand start to fiddle with his pants, instantly confusing him. “Now what are you doing?”
“You really thought that listening to how you helped Zoroark wouldn’t make me horny and want the same thing?” Kirrie asked in response as she started to move to straddle Ryan’s face.
“I guess I really shouldn’t be surprised. Come here.” Ryan said as he pulled Kirrie’s pussy closer to his mouth as he started to eat her out, wondering where their relationship was gonna go now that they had shared a major secret of their lives and only grew closer and closer.
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Pokemon: The Adventures of Ryan and Kirrie