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Cleaning up after a teenage son was no mean feat. Johanna was used to the effort and didn't mind it very much; the company was nice. A widow since just after the birth of her son, she had never remarried, instead dedicating her life to her boy. When he told her he was going to strike out as a trainer of Pokemon, she did what good mothers did and helped him prepare for the road ahead. That had been a year ago but his absence did not sting as much as she thought it would when she first saw him off. His visits were fairly frequent; she knew him to be homesick but never mentioned it out motherly tact.

Like he usually did, he brought with him the premier members of his team, a pair of loyal and charming Pokemon who were wildly disparate in size, shape, and type, but who got along well and loved to be near Johanna. She mothered them the way she mothered her boy; she was a big, sweet wolf and she showered them with smooches and treats, only occasionally asking for their help doing chores in return.

Neither Pokemon had a nickname. It had nothing to do with a lack of love on their trainer's part, rather a lack of creativity. One was a tall and stout Feraligatr, the boy's oldest Pokemon and the one Johanna had helped her son pick. The other was a Scorbunny, a quite small but energetic rabbit-like Pokemon.

It was her boy's third night back and his first out with old friends. His Pokemon he left with her, giving them firm instructions to keep her safe and to help her clean up around the house. For their parts, they did their jobs admirably. They kept Johanna company as she did the fine work, but the mother wolf - middle-aged, talkative and a bit lonesome despite her boy's common visits - was happy to have such a rapt audience to speak to. The pair of Pokemon listened to her every word, intelligently nodding when prompted, secretly enjoying motherly tales about their trainer's upbringing.

"I just get so lonesome without Chris around," said Johanna as she put her broom back in the hall closet. She turned and looked down at the small Scorbunny, then up at the massively tall and broad Feraligatr. They were both such well-bred Pokemon and it was plain to see how much her son loved them. She smiled, stood up on her tip-toes and smooched the alligator-like Feraligatr on the snout. Then she knelt and gave the Scorbunny a matching kiss on the cheek. "But it's nice to have you two. You're such good listeners, and you're so... mm, it's hard to explain."

Their heads tilted. The Scorbunny stood up on her knee and gave her a kiss back. Johanna giggled and petted him, stroking over his ears. "I've noticed the way you two look at me when you don't think I'm watching. Your wandering eyes. Boys will be boys, even if they happen to be Pokemon." Her paw cupped the Scorbunny's groin, where his genitals were quite noticeable, though in polite company such things were rarely mentioned. The rabbit-like Pokemon leaned into Johanna, head resting on her boobs. The Feraligatr only watched with a smirk on his face.

"I'll get to you," Johanna said to the Feraligatr, winking a yellow eye at him. "Something tells me this little guy won't take long. So eager. So hard already, too."

The Scorbunny's cock was thick for his size, almost comically broad if not terribly long. Foreskin covered its glans but Johanna massaged it back and found it moved smoothly. Precum dribbled rapidly onto the tile. Johanna licked her lips, pulled up her tee and exposed her bra. A quick tweak of her fingers in the middle of her back got that off, and then her large, aged tits tumbled into view.

"Want to play with these?" asked Johanna, deftly jerking off the Scorbunny. She prodded a finger into his anus and caused the ring to tense, making the Pokemon blush and huff. And in response to her lustful query, he nodded eagerly.

The Feraligatr sat close by. His own cock, massively thick and quite vulgar in size because of the scale of his body, was presently flaccid. Unlike the Scorbunny he was calmer sexually, not a virgin, but Johanna enticed him. He touched her body gently with clumsy claws, brushing over her hips, her wide ass, wishing she would remove the yoga pants.

"Touch me, good boy," Johanna cooed to the Feraligatr. Her topaz eyes fixed on the Scorbunny, fingertip digging into his anus, paw jerking fast and rough. "Want to suck them? I haven't been wet since Chris was little but you're welcome to try..."

The Scorbunny nuzzled her tits awkwardly, haltingly. They were so plump and fat and perfect. He kissed one, licked its nipple. Both were hard, for the wolf was herself excited by this inappropriate use of her son's Pokemon. His mouth cinched around the nipple and a portion of the titty around it, and he gave it a few sucks, firm and eager despite the lack of milk. His overbite scraped the nipple, made Johanna coo and moan.

The Feraligatr surprised Johanna when he too moved in for a nipple. His scaly lips closed around not only her unoccupied nipple but the whole breast it belonged to, and he suckled firmly, making the mama wolf shiver and moan. His teeth, deadly in their sharpness, prodded her tit but he was careful with them, using them only to coax her to greater heights of pleasure.

"Oh, you-, you boys," Johanna tittered. Paw gliding on the Scorbunny, jerking that thick rabbit meat. Finger sinking deeper into virgin territory, opening up the Pokemon's anus, making him shiver. "You're going to cum for me, aren't you, bunny? You a-a-are. I can tell. Boys love a finger under their tail, some of them just need to be convinced they like it."

The Scorbunny nodded, not that there was any need to. Johanna knew what she was doing; she touched him better than he could touch himself, that was for sure. Thick beads of precum rolled out of his penis, rolling over Johanna's groping and tugging fingers. He touched the plump mama wolf in small but eager paws. Her breasts were like mountains to him and he felt over them, all over them, paws brushing the Feraligatr's snout from which issued deep, hungry suckles. Johanna moaned for both of them.

"So hot, aren't you? Aren't you?" Johanna puffed, smiling wide, tail thumping giddily. "I've never been with a Fire Type before. Never." Suddenly she took her paws off the Scorbunny, freeing her finger from his anus delicately, then nudging back the Feraligatr who sat back down placidly.

The Scorbunny looked up at her with needy eyes. Johanna quickly picked him up and brought his loins close to her mouth. In a gulp, she had the whole of his genitals in her maw. His feet flailed at the air a moment, then found purchase on her breasts, one of which was slippery like a stepping stone in a river. He felt over her head and hair with gentle strokes, a softly cooing noise leaving his lips.

Johanna's fingers had been skillful; her mouth was a thousand times better to the virgin Scorbunny. Her tongue slathered across him, over cock and balls in one slobbery slurp after another, and she suckled him hard, swallowing down precum and drool but letting just as much roll down her chin.

The Feraligatr leaned closer. He pawed at her breasts, groping gently, mindful of his monstrous strength. Johanna eyed him, winked, then closed her eyes as she serviced the Scorbunny.

Sensations the Scorbunny knew only from touching himself were markedly more intense with Johanna. He slid his paws over her hair and ears lovingly, wanting to return some of the pleasure he was getting.

His fingers were clumsy but Johanna knew how to encourage without stooping to patronizement. The thick wolf grumbled for him, vibrating his groin and showing her appreciation in one handy vocalization. The Scorbunny slumped against her gulping, slathering mouth, narrow body laid over her pretty hair. He was shuddering, balls tight and cock pulsing. With only a little groan, he came, and did so with surprising force for such a small Pokemon.

His cum was hot and salty and it battered the back of her mouth like a thick cream filling injected into a pastry. He squirmed, even bucked as Johanna seemed to suck the cum from his balls; she was gulping on him even as he shot for her, and she kept sucking once the mess stopped. The Scorbunny writhed and huffed and began to feel the familiar discomfort of oversensitivity. Johanna understood exactly what she was doing, of course; teasing was good fun. The way his muscles tensed and how he began to squirm in an attempt to get away which was lethargic at best pleased her. She sucked him for a few moments more, keeping the pressure on until his strong feet started to kick at her plump breasts, pads sinking harmlessly into her pliant titflesh. Johanna let off with her suckles, trailed off with her tongue seconds after, and then she lowered the Scorbunny to the floor where he fell back, panting hoarsely, lying prone and splayed like he'd eaten such a gigantic meal that his only choice of action was to sleep it off.

Johanna sat back against the wall, finding it to be pleasantly cool and comforting. The Scorbunny's load had been hot, just as she expected from a Fire Type. It rolled down her throat like a fireball, bringing to mind whiskey and other drinks she had given up for motherhood.

Now the Feraligatr pressed his erection against Johanna's thigh. His height was towering even if his presence was not threatening to the wolf, and his penis was enormous, easily a foot in length, covered in soft fleshy hide and a foreskin which fully obscured the glans, coming to a pucker in the front. Equally impressive were his testes, large and fat and notably external on his reptilian body. They too were wrapped in a flesh-like hide.

"Now you, huh?" Johanna said in a sing-song tease. She palmed his balls, which individually were the size of tangerines. The sheer size of his body, and his genitals especially, titillated Johanna in a fashion she knew was immature. She grinned up at him and ran a paw over his leathery belly, her pad producing a quiet rustling sound. "What a big boy you are..." She giggled and said, "Oh, gosh, I remember when you were just a little Totodile."

The Feraligatr huffed. He had the same expression that Chris did whenever she brought up his time as a pup. Johanna laughed and stood up, using the wall for support; oh, her knees were not what they once were. The mother wolf peeled off her yoga pants and panties too. The Feraligatr looked her over with tame desire but the Scorbunny looked closely at her hairy loins. His body language was exhausted but his eyes were intense as they studied her coarse brown pubic hair.

Johanna smiled down at the bunny. "You can relax out here," she said sweetly. "It's big boy's turn now. Don't worry." She winked a big, golden eye at him and grinned. "You'll get more later. Oh yes, you will."

The Scorbunny watched, still tired and caked with slobber around his crotch, as Johanna took the Feraligatr into the bathroom. The Scorbunny was a good Pokemon, obedient and eager, and he would patiently wait. Mostly it was because of how tired he was after his first sexual encounter. Just as well that they stagger their sessions with Johanna.

In the bathroom was an expansive walk-in shower the wolf had splurged on when having the house remodeled. The indulgence served her well, leaving ample room for herself and the Feraligatr's massive bulk. She wasted no time with him. Her paws curled around his thick neck and she pulled him down, kissed him hard. The Pokemon hung there a moment, confused and awkward, then he understood. This was what trainers did sometimes to each other. He slathered back at Johanna's wide tongue, his own tongue much larger and thicker, clumsier too, but the plump wolf moaned for him. His claws felt over her motherly body in graceless but eager caresses and her paws grasped him, penis in one, balls in the other. Precum leaked from him at an incredible rate; such was the productivity of a Water Type.

Johanna suckled his tongue eagerly. It was hard sometimes for her to get laid. This had nothing to do with her figure which was perfect; nor her attitude, which was agreeably sweet. But Johanna had next to no interest in men her age, and fucking her son's friends - most of whom were barely adults by now - was a queer proposition. Vibrators could only take a woman so far. But swollen Feraligatr cock in her paws, now that was something special for a discerning lady.

She drew back from the kiss huffing, moaning, wet between her thighs and smelling heavily of musk. Hers was no delicate whiff but a strong, mature stink - an older woman unafraid of her sexuality who knew that a woman her age needed a bit of a smell to really be complete. With her slobbery lips, she moaned to the Pokemon, "Do you want to lick me? Or do you just want to fuck my brains out?"

It took the Feraligatr no time at all to decide. He pushed Johanna against the wall of the shower and he dropped down, body thudding on the floor hard enough to shake it. Johanna giggled and spread her legs wide, and she had to part them quite far just to make a gap, so fat were her mature thighs. She spread apart the aged and plumped lips of her pussy as the Feraligatr's snout loomed near, huffing hot breath. Her musky smell washed over him and made him snort.

"Don't be shy, sweetie," Johanna said, failing to keep the eagerness out of her voice. The Feraligatr slopped his broad reptilian tongue across the mother wolf's cunt and Johanna gasped, smile turning dreamy, tail swishing against the wall with a swishing noise. "Oh, yeah. More of that. Keep going."

Like she was a good snack, the Pokemon slobbered and slurped her cunt without technique, just lusty hunger. His tongue dragged over her cunt's lips, slid across the tender pink flesh between them, whisked its way through her curly brown pubes. One lap led eagerly into another. Down below his cock pulsated, staying hard without being touched, its precum leaking in such volume that the fluid noisily dribbled down the drain.

Johanna whimpered with a big grin on her face. "That's good, you're a natural, you know that? Oh yes you are, you're good at eating pussy..."

The praise pleased the Feraligatr but his body craved more than just this admittedly tasty treat. Johanna's cunt was salty-sweet, the musk earthy and stimulating. He knew that he wanted to fuck the pussy more than he wanted to eat. He straightened himself in a smooth, dramatic motion and loomed above Johanna again. The wolf gazed up at him, smiling, pawing at his cheeks with fingers that smelled of her twat. "You want more," she said - a statement. She could see exactly what was on his mind. His penis rubbed against her belly, prodding her navel in fact, loosing its precum down the paunch of her belly.

Johanna turned and stepped up on the corner seat built into the itself. Luck was on her side; it put her at just the perfect level for her son's Pokemon. The Feraligatr grabbed her hips in claws still clumsy but possessive and he pulled her wide, black ass back into his groin. At first his penis slipped between her ass cheeks.

The wolf said nothing in protest. She would have welcomed something as deviant as a good anal fuck. But the Feraligatr straightened up his aim and nudged his wet cock against her cunt, and then he pushed inside of her, gliding on a thick layer of precum. The wolf groaned and the Pokemon grumbled. He sank in until he had no more inches to give and he held her there for a few uncertain seconds.

Johanna cooed and mewled, resting on the shower wall which was cold, especially compared to her very hot body. After a moment she said with patient sweetness, "Now fuck me, won't you? Chris says he's had you bred before... just move your hips in and out."

The few times he had been bred had all been with a burly and domineering Rhydon - and she had done all of the work in each of their sessions, something the Feraligatr never minded. But as the Feraligatr began to move his hips for Johanna, he found it was just that easy. Sliding out, then sliding back in. Doing it again, and again. Getting confident, going faster. Every time Johanna moaned for him - already often, becoming more common as he sped up - was a little boost to his ego. He had a smile on his snout, even a little blush in his cheeks. His tail swayed, thumping dully on the edges of the shower stall. His balls, fat and soft and absolutely full of his potent semen, swung against the cushions of her chubby thighs.

"Excellent, oh, excellent," whined the mama wolf, smiling with eyes closed, leaning on the wall so fully that her breasts pancaked out on its surface. Her ears splayed back. Under the Feraligatr's firm pushes, her wide ass wobbled like a gelatin dessert. "Just keep that up and we'll both feel very good soon..."

The Feraligatr was huffing, growling. It was good exercise, definitely more fun than battling - and he enjoyed a good battle. His precum flowed into Johanna in astonishing volume and just as rapidly leaked back out, running down his cock, making his balls slippery and shiny, dribbling then to the tile. Incredibly, the flow was increasing. The Feraligatr pushed faster, harder, mashing Johanna against the wall. The mother wolf whimpered and growled and crooned sweet little words to him, telling him he was amazing and good and oh so very thick. He supposed she was right - and he wished he could have told her how tight and hot she was, how her cunt felt so perfect wrapped tight around his cock. His foreskin was eased gently back by her tightness and his glans was free to slide against her deep pink, adding more and more pleasure to an already stupendous lay.

He nuzzled her neck, nipped her softly. Johanna groaned and said to him, "Oh, easy, easy, careful with the teeth. I like it, but I don't want Chris to see..."

Chris. The Feraligatr had nearly forgotten about his trainer. That he was fucking his trainer's mother made him smirk. He nuzzled her again, this time holding back on the nips. He smelled her around her ears and hair and found that she smelled very good; natural musk in her ears, more of a shampooed smell in her hair. The main attraction was still her cunt and the Feraligatr was fucking her hard enough and fast enough that her pudgy form slapped against the wall.

Johanna moaning, crying out to him, telling him she was about to finish and that he was so good, so amazing in fact, and she wanted to do so much for him. Lick his asshole. Suck his balls. All things which sounded pretty good to him, but he was about to finish too. The Rhydon had been good - but she had been armored and dominant. Johanna was soft, loving. He felt that fine sensation of orgasm coming on and he growled.

"Yes, ooh goodness yes," Johanna bleated, taking the Feraligatr's rapid pounding eagerly and happily. It was such a good feeling, that stretch, and it was all the better from a Pokemon, and even better still because it was her son's Pokemon. Just like the Feraligatr took queer pleasure in fucking his trainer's mom, Johanna got a perverse kick out of the situation too.

She whined to him, "You're getting me off, you're getting me-, getting me, oh, ooh..."

The tightness in Johanna's cunt was sudden and severe, milking the Feraligatr and compelling him to stop. Her cum, clear but certainly not odorless, gushed around his cock in a hot surge. It splattered onto his balls, dribbled onto the tile beneath, and the Feraligatr grunted. He nuzzled into her hair, growling, bucking with everything he had. Balls tightening up and dick throbbing and fat with veins, he was nearly there, nearly at that wondrous sensation the Scorbunny had felt just earlier.

The Feraligatr came into Johanna with a colossal spurt of semen only a Water Type could really manage. His big balls helped but it was his natural ability to store and manifest fluids that made his climax so outrageous. Cum gushed into Johanna, filling her infertile body, making her yip and yowl and open her eyes wide in shock. More came splashing into her, what seemed like an ocean of cum rushing from the Feraligatr's breathing cock to her pussy. It poured out of her, splattering across the tile thick and stubborn like reams of foam from a bubble bath. First pints; then quarts; and eventually gallons of semen had been pumped from the panting, snarling Feraligatr's balls to Johanna's cunt and from there the shower floor. Even as his climax came to an end, the dribbles of his output were more than a non-Water Type could produce in an entire orgasm. It oozed into Johanna thick and warm, leaving the mother wolf huffing and whining in roughly alternating vocalizations.

"You were, uh, very productive," she said unnecessarily, embarrassed into making such a needless observation.

The Pokemon gave no reaction. He nuzzled her neck and huffed.

"Mm, good boy," Johanna said, and managed a chuckle. "Thank you..." Her eyes, which felt puffy and sleepy after such a climax, drifted over the sticky mess scumming the floor of the shower. She cracked a rare smirk which made her look years younger; Johanna's pudgy face was rarely seen sporting anything so coy. "Good thing we did this in here." She reached for the dials and turned on the the faucet but not the shower head. She had no interest in a frigid dousing.

As the water swirled down the drain and took the Feraligatr's gumming semen with it, Johanna leaned into his burly breast and sighed. Satisfied and warm, she felt ready to sleep... but the Scorbunny was waiting patiently for his turn, and really, Johanna was not entirely satisfied, was she? No. Even as good as the Feraligatr had been - how full and well-fucked he had made her feel - she had a lot of love to give. She eased away from him. Kissed him. Turned off the water. Stepped onto the porous mat outside the shower and opened the restroom door. The Scorbunny, waiting just outside, looked up at her with a small smile and a stiff penis.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," she cooed. Semen drizzled down her thighs, gumming her fur, her pubic hair to a lesser degree. In no way did this seem to repulse the Scorbunny; his eyes bounced between her loins and her smiling face. "Let's take care of that," the wolf cooed, and sat down on the cool tile, putting her back perpendicular to the partition between the shower and the rest of the bathroom.

As the Scorbunny settled between her thighs and slipped with a shiver into the creamily messed pink velvet of her sex, Johanna closed her eyes. She felt a cool claw on her shoulder and smiled. "Such good boys, both of you," said Johanna softly and sweetly. She was so happy to have the company.