A Camgirl's Confession
Once upon a time, I took Pokemon dick on camera for money. This is a short summary of this adventure.
The first time I saw Pokemon having sex still is still burned into my memory. I was 10. My friend Leslie and her family were out of town, and I was asked to head over, 3 doors down, to make sure their Pokemon - two Delcattys - were fed, watered and content. I told my dad that I was heading out, and walked over, letting myself in with the key I was left.
I walked into the quiet home, closing the door behind me. I was barefoot, and the white, soft carpet went between my toes every step I took. I remember that clearly. I made my way into the kitchen and filled the bowls with Pokefeed and water.
"Delcattys!" I called, my prepubescent voice ringing against the walls of the empty home. No response. I called again. And again. Nothing. I decided to hunt them down, just in case they were trapped in a room or something. I decided to go upstairs first, to Leslie's room. Del generally hung out with Leslie, and Catty (I know, they were real storybook writers) with her mother. The door was closed, and it sounded like they were in there. There was a gentle slapping noise, anyway. Probably wrestling right?
I pushed the door open, revealing to my at the time innocent eyes exactly what sort of wrestling was occurring.
Del was on top of Catty, with what I later would discover to be his cock ramming into Catty's tiny, pink pussy. Of course, I still just assumed that they were goofing around, so I beckoned them, naively, to come eat. I thought absolutely nothing of it. I noticed Del's cock swaying to and fro as he sauntered down the stairs, and I knew it was his privates (not like I was a Arcean Missionary), but I was just really concerned with getting back home and playing with my brother's new Pokedex while he was at his friend's house.
5 years later, while recounting this story in my head, late at night, I realized that Del was indeed fucking the noise out of Catty, and I interrupted them. That was also the night that I masturbated for the first time. A lot. I thought of Del's cock, and imagined what it would have felt like if I was Catty, getting filled up by it.
For the final year of my education, I couldn't stop. I liked to imagine that if we had a family Pokemon, I could have ignored the urge to fuck it, but nowadays, I'm pretty sure I would have caved. My brother, Cal, was in the process of running a train on the Orco gym leaders, so none of his, um, very intimidating Pokemon weren't around for me to resist, thankfully. By the time I graduated, I was still a virgin. As I will get into in this letter, I am not bad looking. Boys loved to try their luck with me, but I never did anything more than try to kiss one. I wasn't a fan. I was more concerned with the Machoke that helped me exercise in weights class. Those muscles. Arceus save me.
I graduated honors in my class. I barely missed out on being valedictorian, and my performance helped me secure a very good job as an assistant tech at the Pokemon Center in Senrin City. I kissed my family goodbye and left, hopping on a plane to my new home.
Naturally, the first thing I did, even before stopping at my apartment, was hit up the local adoption center. 45 minutes later, I waltzed out with my very own Minccino. On my way to the apartment, I stopped at the Senrin PokeMart and picked up a shiny stone, a bunch of groceries and Pokefeed, and a nice mattress, which I had delivered that day.
I unlocked the door to my new pad, scrambling to get the Pokeball containing the cute little guy out. The apartment was sparsely furnished, with the bare essentials. There was a modern little loveseat, with an entertainment center across from it, and I plopped down on it, clicking the button on the Pokeball. Minccino beamed out, looking at me, and then around the empty apartment.
"Sup," I said, leaning down. Minccino looked up at me again.
"Cino?" he responded, a look of wonder on his face. He probably had never been in a place of his own before. The adoption lady said that he was from a cutey farm, and considering the stories in the news about the conditions at these fucked up places, he probably wasn't ever treated well.
"Sure," I replied back, assuming he was asking if this was his new place. "You want something to eat, bud?"
Minccino was ecstatic when he heard the word. I stood up, making way to the small table near the door where I left the plastic bags of food. I wiggled my legs, feeling the stream of moisture leaking from my panties. I tried not to let it show, but my breathing was heavy and my heart was racing. Sure, the Minccino wasn't a Machoke, and odds were he wasn't going to be able to jackhammer me until I couldn't walk straight, but after I expose the little guy to the shiny stone sitting in the bags I was rifling through and he evolves, I might be able to get a little more effort out of the fella.
I fed Minccino and hung out for a few hours, waiting for my new mattress. We fooled around, playing with some toys I had brought from Cal's room. Minccino was a ball of excitement, and it was patently obvious the little guy had never played with anybody before. Every time I threw a ball into the air, he soared into the air next to it, fumbling to catch it. We started playing baseball, Minccino whacking the ball I tossed out of the air with his tail. The little furball was having the time of his life, and I was as well, and soon, I started to forget that I was horny as fuck. Before I knew it, the sun was already setting, and the movers had shown up with my mattress. I waved goodbye to them after they finagled the mattress into the bedroom, locked the front door, and began to strip.
At this point, my heart was straight up pounding out of my chest. As I peeled my wet panties off, Minccino approached me.
"Cino?" he queried, looking up at me as I took my shirt off and reached back to unclasp my bra.
"Yeah, so, um," I stammered. I managed to get my bra off and I quickly shuffled over to the table where the shiny stone sat, picked it up, and handed it him. Ten seconds later, Minccino was gone, and Cinccino had taken his place. I halted in my rush to pick up my clothes and stared blankly at the new and improved normal type. He was a little bit taller, a little more furry, and a lot cuter. More importantly, his cock was out now. If I had to compare it to a human penis, it was definitely at the top of the bell curve, but to me, it was the nicest cock I had ever seen. It flagged as Cinccino examined his new body, and I totally broke. I leaned down, picking him up, and quickly ran to my room, tripping and falling, face down onto my new mattress. I looked up, and Cinccino's cock was inches from my face. I stared at it for a second, and then scooted up, swinging my arm over and grabbing it. Cinccino recoiled, but didn't back away. It was warm in my grasp, and it throbbed lightly as blood began to rush to it. The little guy was looking down at me, very confused, and he looked a little hurt.
That's when I realized what I had done. I adopted this guy from a shelter, took him home, played with him for a while, forced him to evolve, and was now attempting to basically rape him. I was way too good for this. I always heard that you had to form relationships with your Pokemon before you tried to sleep with them, but I never took it seriously. Pokemon are animals, at the end of the day. Smart ones, to be sure, but still animals. Surely they just exist to find warm holes, food, and some companionship.
That's what I thought, anyway, until Cinccino looked down at me, with my hand wrapped around his stiffening cock, with a look of confusion. I couldn't do this, at least not now.
I sat up and held my arms out, with Cinccino piddling over and accepting my hug.
"I'm sorry bud," I whispered, hanging my head down. His still mostly erect cock was in my belly button, and I'm pretty sure my mattress was ruined from the amount of juices I was depositing onto it, but I had to restrain myself. I might be a despicable pokephiliac, but I am not a rapist.
So, one thing that is important to know is that I'm a slut. Or, at least, a businesswoman. The night I turned 18, I didn't go out and party. I didn't go grab some smokes. I went to my bedroom, closed the door, and cammed for hours. You'd be amazed how many followers you can get while flashing your PokeID, appropriately edited with glue and scraps of paper, to a room full of sad virgins. The first night, I gained over a thousand followers, who were all very happy to throw Pokecash at a legitimate 18 year old with her big tits out. That night, I made almost a thousand dollars, and the money didn't stop there. Even with a very sporadic schedule, I pulled in nearly five thousand dollars over the two months leading up to me leaving for Senrin, all of which was deposited in an account my parents had no knowledge of. It even paid for the down payment on my apartment, which, at least to my parents knowledge, was paid for by my apprenticeship. Which didn't actually exist, by the way.
Senrin is the biggest city in the region, and daily vlogging was a popular past-time. Add an attractive young lady into the mix? Bam. Add a cute little Pokemon that you also fuck at night? BAM.
My plan to just immediately start fucking Cinccino was stalled for the moment. I forced myself to hold off, only getting off at night on cam, after the little guy was tucked in. It was actually a moneymaker, as well. A chat room full of hard cocks, just jonesing for the 18 year old who currently has a Totodildo shoved into her pussy to finally fuck her Cinccino. It was a business move I never would have come up with by myself. I played it up like crazy.
"Oooh yeah, I bet you wish this was Chino's cock in my ass, hmmm?" I would say, seductively as possible, as I pounded my plug in and out. The reception was polarizing; two thirds of my chat was totally into it; the last third just hung out and talked shit, constantly skeptical of my show. I didn't bother banning them, of course. They just heated up the good guys, making them feel bad for me, which meant bigger donations. No point banning them, even if not for money. I was fully intending on fucking Chino on cam.
Chino was fully in my corner. The little guy LOVED me. During my daily vlogs, he would crawl around my shoulders, hamming it up for the camera as much as he could. I didn't even have to reward him, either; he knew it made me happy, so he did it. Didn't stop me from showering him with love. Whatever he wanted, he got it. Naturally, my PokeStore wish list was cleaned out several times a month, and my following loved watching us fool around with whatever toys he got from them. After a few months, we were attached at the hip. I had fallen in love with him. I didn't even get horny around him anymore. I just wanted to spend time with him as much as possible.
However, I still had to eventually fuck him on camera. During my shows, while filling myself up with whatever the dildo of the night was, all I thought about was him. Him and his hard little cock ramming me as fast as he possibly could, his mouth spewing hot breath onto my stomach. Even when I did private shows and had to stare down the barrel of some dudes cock while pretending to get off, I still thought of Chino.
After nearly 6 months, Chino hadn't made a move. I was getting increasingly antsy, so I started a countdown for 2 weeks in my room, stemming the flow of non-believers. I wasn't planning on waiting two weeks to get that cute little guy inside me, two weeks was just the first time I'd do it on cam. The night I started the countdown, I made my move.
Chino slept in my bed, naturally. It's not like he took up much room. Normally, I would actually get off immediately following my show (nobody ever actually cums on cam unless it's a guy, you dummies), while fantasizing about Chino. That night, however, I waited a bit longer. I stood in the hallway outside of my room, steeling myself. I still don't know why I was so nervous. I guess I was worried he'd turn me down, ruining my planning, and potentially my career. I stood, butt-naked, in that hallway for a while before I turned the corner into my room. The room was dimly lit by this cute little LED lamp that breathed through the rainbow, and I could see Chino sprawled out on the bed. I tiptoed over and slowly got on the bed, and laid down next to him.
My plan was pretty straightforward. I rolled over onto my back, reaching my hand down between my legs, and got to work, slowly rubbing my pussy. Soon, my fingers started entering and exiting, slowly adding one, and then two, and then three. I didn't even have to fake the next part. Moans were elicited, involuntarily rising into the silent bedroom. As my hand picked up pace, so did the volume of my moans. My other hand traveled to my breast, first kneading it softly, and then pinching my nipple not-so-softly. My free finger began to play with my asshole, and my moans were getting out of control.
After a while, I felt movement next to me. I looked over and saw Chino, slowly sitting up, rubbing his eyes with his little paws.
"Chino?" he muttered, and then he caught sight of what was happening. Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Chino!?"
"Hey buddy," I said, my voice husky and breathless from my work, "Wanna help me out here?"
Chino didn't immediately make a move. A few moments passed, my hands now doing overtime. I couldn't handle him staring me down as I went to work on myself. It was too fucking hot.
"Come on, Chino, get over here, don't you want to make me feel good?" I exhaled, as my thighs squeezed my hand firmly. Chino didn't seem confused, as much as contemplative. Suddenly, he stood up, and slowly walked around, stopping in front of my now raised legs. I took my hand out and opened my legs up into a V, giving Chino full view of me. I looked down between my tits and my legs and saw the little guy gazing at my pussy as his cock slowly grew. He stood there for like a minute.
"Chino, bud," I said, and he tore his eyes from my crotch. "You have to lick it,"
His cock was now standing up and throbbing up and down with his heartbeat, and suddenly -
"Oh, FUCK!" I shrieked, much louder than I would have prefered. Still in an apartment after all. Chino had ignored my instructions, falling forward between my legs and scrambling to shove his cock in. I did not decline, quickly reaching down and wrapping my hand around his cock, "Right here baby, fuck me baby," I spat out, guiding the head of Chino's cock into my pussy.
Now, I do want to point out that this wasn't just a hot fuck. I had been waiting for nearly 4 years for this, every single day thinking non-stop about making love with a Pokemon, but I expected my first time to be simply that - a hot fuck. This wasn't just a hot fuck.
Chino straight-up buried his cock in me. Sure, I've had bigger dildos in me before this. But never anything warm. Nothing attached to a cute, furry, living body. I wanted to savor the moment for the rest of my life. I wanted to live in that moment. Chino, however, had his own agenda. Immediately, he started pumping, his cock sloppily pulling out and jamming back in. He was on his knees, rocking his hips back and forth at a breakneck pace. Even though I had dreamed of fucking anything at this point, that's all they were. Dreams. The real thing was new and fresh and unimaginable. Chino was clearly an amateur, and I wasn't exactly better.
At first, he didn't know where to put his hands. He placed them on my stomach, tried to hold onto my legs, trying to gain some leverage. Soon, he cracked the case, reaching around my thighs and bringing them in. I happily obliged, my thighs slapping together. For a second, I was sad because now Chino was hidden behind my legs, but that didn't last very long at all. Chino figured his pace out, which was nothing short of full tilt. His cock was perfect, filling my pussy up just right. I expected sex to be accompanied by sensual slapping sounds, but as Chino was a little furball, the noise sounded like hitting a pillow. That wasn't the only sound in the room.
"Fuckohfuck yes Chino rightthere - MMH!" I was in heaven. I reached down and shoved my hand between my pressed together legs, using two of my fingers to play with my clit. My body was completely on fire, impulses firing off at a whirlwind pace. My other hand started trying to rip my bed sheets apart. Chino was like a sex robot, his headstrong pace unbreakable. The feeling of fur slapping against the bottom of my thighs was unbearable.
"Chino - fuck - I'm gonna cum baby, make me cum," I cried, my hands heading wherever my body needed them to be, whether it be my nipples, my clit, or my neck. Chino's breaths were thick and loud, the warm air hitting the backs of my knees. Soon, I made good on my claim, my back arching and muscles tensing. I squirted, probably in Chino's face, but I doubt he cared. My wail of pleasure didn't stop him - in fact, it strengthened his resolve, and his pelvis began to slam against me.
"Chino cheen," he muttered, breathing heavily with every thrust.
"Are you gonna cum baby?" I said, smiling, and spreading my legs again. He lost his grip, falling forward onto my stomach. Chino's fur was wet and cold against my sweaty body, and he was still pumping his cock with fervor. "Yeah, cum inside me Chino."
I wrapped my arms around him, which was a bit of a silly move, as his head barely reached the bottom of my boobs, which were bouncing on the top of his head. "Give me it baby, right now, right now-"
Chino didn't shriek or give any indication he was going to cum, except for the stalling of his pace. For the first time, I felt warm, hot cum flow inside of me, warming my entire body. He still humped me as he came. I didn't really know it until I felt it dripping down between my ass and onto my sheets, but he came a lot. His humping slowly stopped, our breathing syncopating against each others. Chino's cock softened inside me, and that's the last thing I remember before I passed out.
The planning for the big camshow was pretty simple; fuck like bunnies. Pokemon have unnatural stamina, and Chino was well-fed and a foot tall. He ran train on me like no man ever could. I would wake up in the middle of the night to him under the comforter, eating my pussy. He would jump me while I watched the news, raucously trying to jam his cock in my mouth. I never like sucking dildos on cam, but sucking Chino's cock was my new favorite past-time. I wished I had a baby-carrier to flip him upside down in, and just walk around with his cock in my mouth. I never thought I could be as sexually connected to anything as much as I was to Chino, and he returned the sentiment in kind. He wasn't just in it to get off; he did everything in his earthly power to make me cum whenever I wanted. I couldn't get enough of grabbing the back of his head as he worked on me. Whenever I got back from shopping or the bank, he would be beaming. I loved him.
The night of the show, I held off, much to Chino's displeasure. He understood what was happening, for the most part, and he didn't do anything once he picked up on it. He just knew that in a few hours, he was gonna get to fuck me.
Setting up for the show was straight forward. I wanted to record it from as many angles as possible, in order to sell a fully shot and edited video on my site. I blew a chunk of my savings on three high definition cameras and some lightboxes, and had my friend Sal over to install and position them for me.
"So clearly, you have something planned for tonight," the tall, bespectacled man quipped as he aimed a lightbox at my cam setup. Sal was an odd guy, and probably my only real friend in Senrin at this point. We met at a grocery store while I was recording a vlog, and the only reason he talked to me was because he recognized me from my cam shows. I expected him to be the stereotypical "guy that watches girls play with themselves on cam every night", but he did something that most people didn't do those (or these) days; he made me laugh. Even more than that, he respected me. We immediately began spending time together, and it even got to the point that he would hang out with me during my vlogs, and he would occasionally chill out and watch T.V with Cinccino while I was fucking myself with a Rapidash dildo on camera one room away. My followers despised him, as they all - fairly - assumed we were fuck buddies, but Sal wasn't like that. The dude just needed a friend. He was in an eerily similar situation as me; he moved to Senrin for a decent job at a small tech company, completely uprooting from his hometown to do it. He was the only person in his department, so he had little opportunity to meet new people. We got along famously, and he never tried to come onto me in a serious capacity. He would always answer his phone when I called him with some stupid question about my streaming software, and would never hesitate to show up with my preferred comfort food if I was having a garbage day. If I was wired to be romantically attracted to men, I probably would be head over heels for him. But, alas...
"Don't give me that man, you know exactly what's going down tonight, I know you're in my stream, Mr. Anonymous-Twenty-Thousand-Coin-Tips," I replied, lying on the floor so he could get the cameras and lights right.
"That handsome, exceedingly generous person is anonymous. It could be anybody," he shot back, smiling mischievously.
"Well, that anonymous benefactor paid for two of the lightboxes that he's currently setting up, so I can't complain," I said while laughing. He continued smiling while staring down the viewfinder of the left-side camera.
"Are you nervous?"
"No."
"Not even a little?"
"Lemme think - no again," I said, as Sal walked around under me to the front facing camera, "but I am nervous about this," I paused, "I need you to do me a favor."
Sal looked around the camera, quizzically, "I know this may come as a surprise, but I did get laid a few months ago, I don't accept pity fucks."
"Fuck, I thought you'd jump at it," Sal snorted, "No, you have like legit video editing software, right?"
"Yeah, I have an enterprise license from my work,"
"Is there any chance that you could edit together all of this video I'm going to be taking?"
Sal was reaching over to the lightbox to twist it, and his hand stopped halfway there. His face slid out from behind the camera again.
"Sure!" he exclaimed, "I mean what? I mean what the fuck? I mean what the fuck?!" I could already tell he was about to - "You're going to hand me several hours of footage of you getting slammed sideways by Chino so I can edit the fuckfest together?! Do you know how long it takes to edit together one of your vlogs?! Those are like two hours of footage from one camera! This'll be Arceus knows how long of you fucking?! From three separate cameras! You do your vlogs with your PokeNav, but these are full definition cameras! I'll be staring full bore down your junk for an entire night, in crystal clear picture!"
"Sounds like an awesome night to me,"
"Fuck man," Sal said, his face now red. The big vein on his forehead was throbbing, and he slowly lowered himself to the ground, sitting down behind the camera. "I love you and all, but that's, like, a lot to ask."
I sat up, and scooted across the floor to him. "Sal, I know you watch my shows. This is fact," I reached out and grabbed his hand, "I know it's a lot to ask. But you are literally my only friend here, and you're the only person I trust to do this. I could absolutely just go buy the same software you use and do it myself, but it would be a dumpster fire. I barely know how to edit out me turning the camera on and off at the beginning and end of my videos. This video is gonna make me a lot of money, and I'm hoping it'll put me in the featured list on the site. I need the video to be good -" I squeezed his hand, " - and I know you'll kill it, Sal. You'll get a percentage of the sales, let's make it -"
"Dude, I don't give a shit about money," Sal interrupted, looking at me. I noticed he had blue eyes for the first time, "I literally throw a quarter of a paycheck at you every few weeks to help pump your numbers up -"
"Fuckin knew it!"
"- no, no you don't, I don't even go into your room, I just send the tip and leave. I haven't watched you on cam since before I met you. It weirds me out..."
"Wow," I was genuinely surprised, "in that case... just think about it I guess. I'm sorry for assuming that Sal."
Sal pulled his hand back and stood up. I looked up at him, and he was gazing out, at the wall behind me.
"It's fine. I'll do it," he said, not looking down.
"Damn," I said, standing up in front of him, "I didn't expect you to one eighty like that."
"You're right. This video is basically gonna make you famous. I can't let you hack a garbage video together and make people pay for it," Sal stopped staring off into space and switched to my eyes, smiling, "Just wanna let you know; I will jack myself off to it. Probably several times."
I couldn't stem my laughter, "Sounds like a deal," I reached out my hand, and he did his, and we shook on it.
After Sal finished setting up, we all went out to dinner. Before we headed out, I started my stream up and set my big digital clock to countdown 2 hours in front of the camera. We went to Senrin's famous 24 Hour Diner, and Cinccino was showing his impatience.
"Chino seems antsy, huh?" Sal said right before he shoved a forkful of syrup soaked pancakes in his mouth. He didn't know the half of it. Chino had a bowl of food, but it was untouched. He was currently attempting to dry hump my forearm.
"We haven't fucked all day," I whispered, pushing Chino off. Didn't do anything. "We've been going at it for the past two weeks, non-stop. I really need to teach him some restraint."
"I don't think Chino's the one who needs to learn restraint," he said, shoving more pancake in his mouth.
"Oh haha, very - fuck Chino, cut it out!" I hissed, pushing Chino off myself again, "eat your dinner man, you're gonna need it."
"Chiiiino chino cheen," Chino moaned, wrapping his arms around my free one while the other forked a stack of salad.
"I will fuck you when we get home, now STOP I-"
"How're we looking, folks, got everything you need?"
Due to my activities and general worldview, I wasn't one to be caught off guard. However, my stomach did a standing backflip. "Yes! Yes, we're all good, thank you!"
"Alright, well here's your bill," she said, dropping the flimsy piece of paper on the table in front of me, "and you have yourself a wonderful night." The waitress was an older, nice blonde lady, and I caught a definite lilt to the last words she said. I looked back at Sal, and caught a look of over-exaggerated mock surprise on his face.
"Fuck off,"
"She one hundred percent heard that," he said, his agape mouth forming a smile.
"Fuck off again," I hissed, pushing Chino off while pulling my charge card out of my bag.
I sat off to the side of my camera, waiting silently for the big digital clock to finish counting down to zero. Chino had jumped me before I had even closed the door to my apartment, and he now sat beside me, his hard cock being lightly stroked by my hand.
I was nervous. I can be honest to myself about that, now. I, even in the deepest of my degeneracy up to that point, was still very vanilla. The most depraved thing I've done was fool around with plugs. Even though Chino was already two weeks deep into my vagina at this point, fucking him on camera was a new low. Or high. Who can really say?
I was going to put this on the internet. Besides the video I was going to sell, I knew people hung out in my room and recorded, posting it all over the internet. That's basically the easiest way to get big in this industry. Two or three viral links of me ramming my muff with a dildo the size of my forearm, and I'm in the money. I didn't even bother shooting out copyright takedowns, because there was no point. All I did was ask them to link my room, and let them rake in the money from views. Easy exposure.
This was different, for sure. Girls fucking Pokemon wasn't, and isn't, uncommon. Girls recording themselves getting a train ran on them by Pokemon... still not uncommon. But that being said, it was gonna open me up to a whole new world of teetering on the tight-rope of being a sex worker. There are people out there that have serious problems with what I do, and even more were closeted Pokephiliacs. The just loved to project all over my PokeProfile. So now, getting recognized in the street could mean more than an awkward encounter with a nervous fan. It could mean getting called out for taking Pokemon dick on camera.
I took a deep breath as the clock counted down past ten seconds, unconsciously tightening my grip on Chino's cock. He moaned lightly as the clock passed 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
"Hello, boys..." I breathed, seductively near the boom mic over the webcam, slinking into view, pulling Chino along by his cock into the view of the camera, "You ready?" I said, dragging Chino over to the mattress I had set up on the ground. I had a monitor set up to my left so I could see the chat, and they were going bug-fuck. I couldn't even read anything, it was moving by so quickly.
"So, Chino's gonna start off by eating my little pussy, and you guys will be the judge of what we do after, so get tipping," I said, reaching over and activating the tip jar. One thousand coins for a blowjob, five thousand for sex, and ten for doggy. I didn't expect it to be long until I had a cock in my mouth.
Chino had already gone to work, his tiny, soft tongue playing around my pussy. He knew what I liked, his tongue regularly swiping up the inside of my thigh. It felt weird to do it in front of several thousand faceless strangers, but I began to moan, my hands placing themselves on the top of Chino's head, grabbing his fur. His head was so small, my hands completely covered his head, but his tongue packed quite the punch, running circles around my nether regions. I could already feel a stream of juices dripping down to my ass and pooling on the blanket I was lying on. Chino was already moaning lightly between dives, his warm breath flowing onto my pussy. I wished he had fingers, so he could fuck me with those too.
My computer was dinging, rapidly, donations rolling in. I noticed that we were already hovering around one thousand coins, so I halted my oncoming orgasm and pulled my soaked pussy away from Chino's face and sat up.
"Time to give you guys an early present, sound good?" I said, scooting towards Chino, who was already slowly stroking his cock with both of his paws. I pulled him closer, to be in camera, went flat onto my stomach - my tits squashing against the ground - and pushed Chino's paws away, grabbing his cock and stroking it lightly. Pokemon cocks were truly wonderful. Human cocks, at least from what I've observed, are knobbly, veiny things, with oddly sized heads and saggy balls. Pokemon cocks - or Chino's cock, at least - were often nearly entirely smooth, with a small knot near the base, and a smooth grade leading to a thick tip. Chino's cock was incredible, and I didn't even bother to sexy-talk the room, spitting on it and taking it in my mouth. I quickly picked up my pace, nearly getting over the knot most of the time. I knew what Chino liked as well, and I started sliding my tongue against the underside of his cock while I blew him. My free hand - the other one was under me, busy trying to start a fire on my clit - stroked over his knot faster than my mouth could, hitting against his pelvis and coming back to hit my lips.
Chino was moaning non-stop now, and I could taste the tell-tale saltiness of precum slowly sliding down my throat. Chino was really backed up. I decided to make him tap out; I took my hand off of his cock, and went for paydirt, swallowing his entire cock in one quick movement.
Now, I'm no super whore cock sucker 3000, and deepthroating his cock made me gag, hard, but I was intent, so I pulled my head back, flicked the tip of it, and went back for more, once again feeling the tip nail the very back of my throat. I stayed there for a moment, awkwardly sliding my tongue from side to side, and I felt Chino's cock throb hard. I panicked, worried that I would inhale a good day's worth of cum, and pulled off quickly, allowing Chino's load to spill out onto my face, quickly wrapping my hand around his cock to coax him along. Less than a second later, a rope of cum blasted into my hair, and then another, and then another, right between my eyes. Satisfied with my hearty facial, I leaned forward again, milking the rest out into my mouth. Chino's cum tasted like ambrosia of Arceus, and it took some restraint to not just start swallowing as soon as it dripped out.
After I was content with the amount of warm seed in my mouth, I pulled off, smacking my lips shut, and seductively turned towards the camera, opening my mouth and letting it leak out onto my boobs. It was a lot, and I began to rub it into my tits and my stomach, letting the stream get a good look at my PokeCum.
"Ooooh, yeah, I love Chino's cum," I whispered, sweeping up a glob of it and reaching down to my pussy, rubbing it in. I'm getting turned on just thinking about that warm, sticky cum all over my pussy. Fuck.
I was starting to space out, at this point. I turned around, looking at Chino's slowly deflating cock. I needed it in me. I tried to lie to myself about it all day that day, but I wanted Chino just as much as he wanted me; I just had slightly better impulse control. Until then, anyway. I stopped rubbing my pussy and laid down in front of Chino.
"Fuck me, now," I said, mock sternly. Chino was not going to say no, and he immediately kneeled down and started to furiously try to jam his softening cock into me. It only took him a few seconds to successfully engorge himself, and his cock drove into me, past the knot, all of the way to the hilt.
"Oooh, fuck yeah Chino," I moaned. I didn't even bother to orient myself in front of my camera. I just needed that cock. Chino started his motions quickly, pulling his cock out and slamming it back in at a rapid speed. Every time he bottomed out in my pussy, shockwaves shot through my nervous system. I immediately started pinching and kneading at my tits, pinching until it hurt. Chino was going at it, his hips rocking with every thrust. He was already a professional at this point, and it showed gloriously. My pussy was dripping wet, slowly turning the soft fur that was slapping against me into a matted mess.
Suddenly, I felt a paw on my clit. Chino was rubbing it vigorously, trying to make me cum.
"Oh, oh fuck Chino, stopstopstop, it's too much, fuck oh Arceus fuck," I blurted out, fully not expecting it. Less than five seconds later, I felt the orgasm rushing towards me at mach speed. I tried not to, as I did indeed have neighbors, but -
"Ohhhh F-U-UCK!" I cried, the feeling of pleasure drowning out any chance I had at being respectful. The orgasm last for what felt like minutes, my thighs shaking and my fingernails digging into the palms of my hands. Chino hadn't even broke his pace, still ramming me with wild abandon. Since Chino just came, he continued at this pace for what felt like forever. I came at least three more times, and by the third time, I was in total euphoria. This was about the time when I completely forgot I was doing this in front of thousands of people. The incessant dinging noises coming from tips had become mere background noise.
I violently pushed Chino off of me, flipping over and hopping up onto my knees. Just as quickly, I grabbed a pillow and tossed it over to Chino, allowing him to reach. He obliged me, and before I knew it, I was mounted. Chino hitting it doggy was interesting. He didn't have the wingspan to grab my hips, so he kind of just humped while I stayed still. I couldn't really push my ass back, or I might knock him off of his perch. So basically, I sat still on my hands and knees and came over and over again. This was an apt description for what happened during the show. Once again, Chino showed some new skills, almost immediately jamming his paw onto my asshole. I had yet to attempt anal with him, but this was probably a close second. Every thrust dared to knock me off off of my hands. I couldn't get enough of that beautiful noise of wet fur rapidly slapping against my ass. Mmmh.
After later speaking to Sal, I discovered that I was joyously pounded by Chino in this position for nearly a half hour. I was lost in it. It was, and still is, the best sex I'd ever had. I felt like I was floating, just to be dragged back down to reality as every orgasm rocked my body. I started to get a cramp, and I just powered through it, biting a deep hole into my tongue. If I stopped to rub my leg, I would have to stop being fucked. We can't have that.
Chino was now breathing raggedly, with cute little moans interspersed with surprisingly deep grunts. Our moaning was nearly in sync.
"Come on baby, it's time to cum, I want it, I neeeed it," I cried. I had sweat in my eye. I just wanted his cum. I needed it more than air, "you wanna tittyfuck me baby? Wanna cum on my tits? Huh?"
This is how we know how I'm in a sex daze. I'm not an enormous dirty talker, but when I'm really getting off, I turn into a legitimate sailor. I enacted my plan, dropping off of my knees. I nearly heard the pop as Chino's cock slipped out. I flipped over yet again, and Chino scrambled up my stomach as I pressed my tits together. He slapped it right between them and spared no time to start humping.
"Oooh yeah, you wanna cum on me? Huh? You wanna cum from my tits? Huh?" I blurted out, nearly laughing at the absurdity of it. Chino, however, took it to heart, picking up his pace. I drifted away in the moment, watching the cute, perfect little Pokemon squint in orgasmic ecstasy. His tail was flipping back and forth, swiping against my pussy with each swing. Chino knew what he was doing. As the tip of his cock speedily appeared and then disappeared in between my tits, I started trying to meet it with my lips, barely succeeding. Bad angle.
Suddenly, Chino stopped, and I was shot in the eye by an outrageous amount of cum. It literally felt like somebody had slapped me. My mouth opened in shock, and was immediately filled by another thick, hot strand of Chino's cum, and then another, nailing the bottom of my chin and pooling in between my collarbones. I squeezed my tits together harder, stroking the rest out. There was a lot. Chino was swaying, his eyes lidded and tired, but I was intent on getting every last drop out. I counted at least six more sizable pulses of seed, all of which pooled on my throat, which was overflowing, making trails down the side of my neck and dripping onto the floor. I was breathing heavily, sweat dripping into my eyes and mixing with Chino's cum, and then the stinging finally hit.
"FUCK, HOLD ON A SEC!" I shrieked, jumping to my feet and knocking Chino to the ground. I ran to my bathroom and quickly began splashing water in my face, desperately trying to get the mixture of sperm and sweat out of my eyes. After a minute of frantic splashing, the pain began to subside, and I dried my face off.
I couldn't believe I did it. I ran back to my room, quickly making sure the cameras were indeed rolling, and turning them off while Chino laid on the ground, his chest still heaving from the marathon. I couldn't believe I actually fucked him on stream. It all happened so fast; as I sat down in front of my webcam with a towel, I noticed that I didn't even bother to change the tip jar total, so while I was sitting at around eighty-five thousand coins, my onscreen total sat at a steady zero.
"So, that was nutty," I said, smiling. The chat was still going bonkers, messages and donation notifications flying by in a blur. Even subs, who had bolded, colored names, all were wooshed away in a multicolored stream of text. "I'm done for the night guys, that took a lot out of me. Just so everybody knows," I grabbed the webcam, pointing it at one of the three real cameras, "I did record this on good cameras, and I'll be editing it all together and releasing it sometime next week. Subs get it for free, obvs."
"Night, you beautiful boys and girls, mwah," and I killed the stream, immediately falling backwards and passing out with a big smile on my face.
For those of you that aren't aware, a coin is a penny. So, five hundred coins - the minimum tip - is five whole dollars, minus a small cut that my affiliated website and company took out. Before I started camming with Chino, a good night hovered around twenty thousand coins, which was totally respectable for a camgirl. The eighty-thousand plus that I raked in that night was breathtaking. I was already making more than my mom did, before that, but now I was approaching my entire family's household income.
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It was times like that that I thanked my lucky stars that I was a responsible, if not deviant, woman. I absolutely could have moved out of my totally average, one bedroom apartment, into a bigger place - probably even a house - but I knew that, combined with my relatively ascetic lifestyle, I could be set for the rest of my life if I things kept going the way they were for a year or two.
When I woke up that next morning, I realized two things; I left the water running in the bathroom, and I had done an awful job removing the cum from my upper body, Chino's seed now dried and flaky on my boobs, and probably on my neck. Chino was still sound asleep, curled up in a ball on the floor. I stood up, whisking my PokeNav from the ground on the way up to plug in, and Chino, because he probably needed a shower as much as I did.
I carried Chino to the bathroom, inspecting myself in the mirror as I turned the water off and dexterously plugged in my PokeNav. I looked like a Mrs. Mime, with makeup smudged all over my face, as well as white, flaking splotches on my cheeks, eyelids, boobs, and neck. Chino fucking drenched me. Really hard to believe how much he came while carrying the little guy who was lightly breathing, still deep asleep. Poor guy must be dehydrated. I turned, using my free hand to turn on the shower. While I waited for the water to warm up, I picked back up my PokeNav, the screen revealing four messages from my brother Cal. I tapped the screen, the messages opening one by one on the screen.
What the fuck
What are you doing
Somebody just sent me this link, I knew you didn't actually have a job in Senrin, but this is fucked up
Call me in the morning
I waited a few moments for my heart to restart itself and for the deep, disgusting feeling of nausea to pass. I knew it was going to happen eventually. I was getting more and more popular every week, and with the big Poke-Fuck-a-thon, it was going to double from then on. It was only a matter of time before one person from my hometown was beating it and came across my room, and the odds of that person, whoever they were, keeping quiet about it was infinitesimal. I just counted my blessings that it was Cal that got the memo and not mom or dad. I knew Cal wasn't Sir Vanilla himself, but he was still my older brother. Nobody would want to hear about their baby sister tittyfucking a Pokemon on camera for money.
I shot a quick message to him that I was taking a shower, and that I'd get back to him afterwards, put down the PokeNav, tested the water, and hopped in, sitting cross-legged in the tub. This was something I'd always done, sitting down and relaxing during my showers, letting the warm water rush down over me. As soon as the water hit Chino, he sprung awake, frantically trying to get a hold of what was happening.
I laughed, "Come on Chino, it's just a shower. We needed one," I held out my hand, and he looked at it, quickly giving me a high-five, "You killed it last night bud."
"Chino?"
"You did a good job," I said, putting him down and flipping my hair into the stream of water, "You do get what happened last night, right?"
"Chinoooo," he replied, turning around and copying me, shoving his face into the stream of water. Taking that as a patronizing 'DUUUUH', I reached for the body wash and got to work.
"You are so fucking lucky mom and dad didn't find out," the young, blond man said. I had gotten ahold of Cal, and he opted to answer with a video call, forcing me to scramble a towel on before the feed started. He was upset.
"In the hopes of not sounding like a rebellious teenager, I really don't care if mom and dad find out, Cal," I snapped back, propping my PokeNav up against the back of my makeup table and picking up my eyeliner.
"What in Arceus' name are you talking about? Why wouldn't you care if your parents found out you were taking Pokemon dick on the internet?" Cal retorted, his face getting redder by the moment. He was really upset, actually. More than I expected, to be honest.
"Because," I said, in a mock teenager voice, "I'm making a lot of money, and if dad knew how much money I already have put away, he probably would have a heart attack out of pure jealousy," I said, adding, "I don't really know what I'd say to mom, but you know how she is. She'd be furious for a month and then she would start blowing me up to come home for the holidays because she misses me."
"I mean, sure, I guess mom and dad would eventually get over it, but you have more stuff to be worried about than their righteous fury," Cal said, seeming to calm down a bit, "aren't you worried about getting in trouble, legally? What if somebody recognizes you on the street and they attack you? Half of your graduating class already knows, how can you deal with that?"
"I'm assuming whoever tipped you off also started up phone tree with every dude in school that wanted to fuck me," I said, smiling deviously.
"Matt Maple told me, and proceeded to do so, yes, as a matter-of-fact," Cal said, scoffing. I returned the scoff in kind.
"That's not surprising. That guy was hooked to me for half of junior year. Was devastated when I shot him down. Jokes on him, his revenge was pointless," I said, still smiling, "and - deep breath - Cinccino is one-hundred percent consenting to it, so I can't get in trouble for abuse, the only person that has recognized me so far is now my closest friend, and I can deal with it because while they work their asses off at academy, I'm making more money a day than they will in a week. I'm not a prude and neither are you, so I know you're just concerned about my image, and I can promise you, my image is perfectly fine, Cal. So take a burn heal and cool off, alright?"
Cal was silent for a moment, no longer looking at his PokeNav, but above it, his eyes fixated on something in front of him. "Yeah," he muttered, leaning back out of frame, "you're right. I'm just worried about you, being all alone in the city, and adding this on top of it is a bit too much."
"It's really not too much," I replied, feeling genuinely warm from his confession, "I promise, Cal. I'm careful. Even if something goes down, Chino and my friend Sal are almost always around. Between the two of them, I'm sure they could take down a crazed fan."
"Who's Sal?"
"Your long lost twin brother," I said, deadpan, "I found him in Senrin, was waiting for the right moment to tell you,"
"Oh that's what I figured, good to know," Cal said, his usual carefree tone bleeding through, once again, "Sal and Cal, funny,"
"No, Sal is the close friend I mentioned, the one that recognized me from my shows,"
"Ew," Cal said, smiling now, "he must be a real piece of work,"
"He's cute, fuck off, and he's a great guy. We take care of each other, out in cold, heartless Senrin,"
"Doesn't Sal have a problem with what you're doing?" Cal said, now standing up, in what I only then realized was his apartment.
"Sal is not my boyfriend, if that's what you're getting at." I said, snapping the lid back on my eyeliner and getting to work on my hair.
"That's weird," Cal said, setting his PokeNav on what seemed to be his kitchen counter. Chino walked into my room, throwing his towel on the bed and jumping up onto it.
"It's not. He made a move one time, I shot him down, and he's been nothing but great since then. He's not interested in me, and I feel likewise,"
"Sounds like a decent guy -" WHIRRRRRRRRRR
"What the fuck is that!?" I shouted. Sounded like the sounds of death coming from my PokeNav speaker.
"Blender, sorry," Cal shouted over the cacophony of noise, which quickly cut out. "Yeah, I gotta get to work, fresh round of newbies coming in today,"
"Alright, well, have fun with the fresh meat," I said, trying in vain to get my hair to cooperate, "thank you for your concerns, Cal."
"Yep! Later!" Cal said, hanging up. I looked at Chino in my mirror.
"Damn, that went really well, somehow."
"Chino, cheen!"
I invited Sal to lunch, mostly to celebrate my show, but also to hand over the disk with all of the footage I recorded the previous night. He was late, since he had a real job and had to finish up some stuff, and when he walked in, he looked like shit.
"Look who the Skitty dragged in," I quipped as he threw his bag on the seat and sat next to it. He sighed in response, "It's only one, how rough could your day already be?"
"Really fucking rough, man," he replied, picking his glass of water up and chugging half of it, "I'm bittersweet about it, I got 'volunteered' to be the project manager for this new program one of our useless execs came up with, and then they gave me a team of fucking slackers and expect me to pull the source code out of their asses in two weeks,"
"Heavy," I said, playing around with Chino's fur. Sal snorted, "what's the program?"
"It's supposed to be a program where you enter some social information, like what do you do in your spare time or whatever, and it suggests a Pokemon that would be compatible and a list of shelters nearby that has that Pokemon. Fucking retarded. 'Oh boy I like swimmin!' 'Well there's a Piplup over here, go wild, dick,'"
I started laughing hysterically, but was quickly interrupted by the waiter, an older gentleman with salt and pepper hair, who took our orders and zipped away.
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard," I said, suppressing my laughter, "I get ads for quizzes that say they do that all of the time,"
"Yeah, but this is going to be a real program that crunches numbers, not just giving teenagers a random Pokemon from a group of 12 cute ones," Sal said, receiving his lemonade from the waiter, "Thank you,"
"True," I said, receiving my tea in kind, "What would I have to put to get Chino as a match,"
"I dunno, probably 'looking for Pokemon with hard cock to make me cum all night long," Sal said, not smiling, "we haven't gotten that far into it."
"Maybe you should make it into a sex thing, that would sell big time,"
"I'd love to pitch that, don't get me wrong, but I generally enjoy my job," he replied, still not smiling, "just not on days like today. How was your night? Show go well?"
"Well is probably an understatement. You didn't drop by?"
"No,"
"I made about eighty thousand coins," I said, and then smiled when Sal's mouth dropped open, "Yeah, good night,"
"Goddamn, that's ridiculous," Sal muttered, and I pulled the disk with all of the footage out and slid it across the table to him. Sal just looked at it and then back at me, "How much footage is on there?"
I didn't know exactly how much footage was there in amount of time, but I knew how big the files were, and told him. Sal's mouth dropped open again as our food arrived, "It's fine if you can't get to it because of work,"
"No no no, I'll have it done this week, I just didn't expect that much," Sal said, flipping the top off of his sandwich and spraying it down with mustard, "Hopefully I can offload some stuff on Mary, that bitch," he continued, taking a monstrous bite out of his sandwich.
Waiting to write chapter 2. Want to see some feedback first before I dive into this. First story that isn't a one-shot, little bit worried. Please leave a review, whether it's good or bad. Especially if it's bad. PS: sorry about any weird formatting, had to get this out in a rush. California, here I come.