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From that point on, our relationship was different. Whenever we were alone, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We would often sneak off to be alone and fool around until we were both exhausted in post-orgasmic bliss. In addition, Mawile seemed to have developed a liking for cum. She drank it up greedily every time I got off, making sure never to miss a drop. I became accustomed to her demanding a blowjob every night as we went to bed, and to waking up to her mouth hungrily draining my balls every morning. I was itching to actually fuck her, but although I will admit that I was only of average size, I was afraid that I was still too large for her and I wasn't willing to hurt her.

Around other people, however, we were the same as always. I no longer felt any shame over my feelings for Mawile, but sex between humans and pokemon remained very much taboo. As far as anyone else could tell, we were just the same as we had ever been. The only exception was that Mawile was now much more apt to show me physical displays of affection, running up and hugging me happily. As for myself, I will admit that I took a certain amount of pleasure from teasing Mawile in public. Sometimes, when I was sure no one was looking, I would reach under her `skirt' and gently rub her slit before withdrawing my hand and pretending as if nothing had ever happened. Whenever I did this, it wasn't long before Mawile would find a moment to pull me away into private so that I could do the job properly.

As time went on I became more and more bold. Things finally came to a head one night while the family was eating dinner. We were all sitting around the dinner table. Mawile was sitting in my lap; it was a habit that my mother heavily discouraged, but tonight we had both given her our best puppy-dog eyes and she had relented. Mawile was happily munching away on my dinner when I had a very naughty idea.

Against all good judgment, I stealthily moved one hand down underneath the table and began to feel Mawile up. The pokemon froze in mid-chew as she felt my hand run up her leg, but she didn't try to squirm away. Making as little movement as possible, I went right for her quickly moistening slit and began to finger her right there under the dinner table. Mawile did her best to stay still and not attract attention, but I could tell from her heavy breathing that she was really enjoying this risky display. Unable to do anything else, her maw nuzzled up against me to show her affection and encouragement. I kept up a steady rhythm for several minutes while everyone else around the table made small talk. Then I felt her pussy clench around my finger and I knew Mawile had reached her limit. She shut her eyes tight and grabbed onto the side of the table, trying as hard as she could not to shake, but she was only half successful. After a few moments, my mom noticed something was amiss. "Is Mawile okay? She looks sick." Mawile slumped back in my lap with a sleepy look as I just shrugged and the topic dropped.

I was pretty pleased with my little prank, but that night Mawile got revenge on me. We were settling into bed and I was hard as could be after our little dinner escapade. Mawile eagerly snuggled up next to me under the covers and began to nurse on my cock. We were both getting really into it when suddenly my sister burst into my room and say "Do you know where that book I was reading is?" We both froze, but I realized that Mawile was under the covers on the side of the bed opposite the door, so all my sister could see was my back. Mawile must have realized this too, and she had an idea of her own. After recovering from the initial shock, Mawile jammed her head down onto my cock, deepthroating my full length for the first time. I stammered out a quick "I dunno" right before I began cumming full force down Mawile's throat. My sister said something else, but by then I wasn't listening anymore. Whatever it was, she left and closed the door behind her as I finished emptying my seed into Mawile's stomach. Once I was done, the naughty little pokemon popped up from underneath the covers, licking her lips and grinning. "Mawile!" I couldn't help but laugh as she hugged me as we settled into bed for real.

Of course, one can only tempt fate for so long. I really should have been more careful, but I was young and horny. It was another hot summer day, and my family had gone out leaving me home alone with Mawile again. To cool off the house I had left the doors and windows open. Since nobody was expected back for hours Mawile and I were fooling around on the sofa in the living room.

Mawile had taken her usual spot on my lap and was squirming about pleasantly in anticipation of what was to come. Today I wanted to try something different, however. Gently lifting her off of me, I set her down on the cushion, her large black maw flopping down next to her. Then I got down on my knees in front of her. "Mawile, let's try something new, okay?" She responded with a high pitched "Maw!" and an enthusiastic nodding of her head. She must have had some idea of what I had in mind, because she then took hold of the little yellow 'skirt' hiding her nether region and pulled it up in a very erotic display.

I'd never really taken the time to properly study her down here, so for a moment I just looked. Besides the fact that her skin and outer lips were yellow, I again reflected on how similar it looked to the pictures of human vaginas I'd seen, complete with the tiny little bud of her clitoris. I reached down and gently pulled her lips open with my fingers. The outside may have been yellow, but inside she was pink. Mawile cooed slightly at my soft touch and threw her head back. Her already moist pussy was soon dripping with lubrication.

When I was satisfied with what I'd seen, I dipped my head down and tentatively licked the outside of her pussy. The erotic taste and aroma of her arousal filled my head as I began to lap her pussy in earnest. Above me, Mawile shifted around in anxious pleasure, spreading her legs as wide as she could and panting with her head still thrust back and her eyes shut tightly closed. I began to experiment with my technique, inserting my tongue into her pussy as best I could and working it in and out, up and down. Mawile shrieked with pleasure, and her maw moved off of the cushion where it had been laying and began to rub against the side of my face while I worked. When my tongue finally found her clit and began to roll around it, Mawile went crazy. The moaning pokemon let go of her little yellow 'skirt' flap (which fell down and covered the top of my face a bit) and leaned forward to grab the sides of my head tightly. From her black maw emerged her large tongue, and it began to rub wetly against the side of my face.

I sensed that she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer and decided to really throw her over the edge. As I tongued her clit furiously, I reached in with my hand and penetrated her soaked pussy with my finger. Mawile tensed immediately, but I wasn't done - this time I succeeded in working a second finger inside of her tight opening. The intense stimulation was too much, and almost instantly Mawile began to moan one long "Maaaaaaawiiiiiile!" as my sexy little pokemon was rocked with what seemed like the most powerful orgasm she'd had yet.

After it was over, Mawile let go of my head and I withdrew from underneath her 'skirt.' Mawile flopped down onto the cushion of the sofa, her maw lazily lying beside her with her tongue lolling out. My face was completely soaked in her juices. Bending down, I kissed Mawile passionately, sharing the taste with her as we explored each others mouths with our tongues.

After we had rested from our exertions, we did the usual switching of places. Sitting on the (now damp) sofa, I unbuckled my pants and whipped out my cock. Mawile was very eager to give me the same pleasure I had just given her, and she set to work on it with ardor.

Too late did I hear the telltale sounds of footsteps running up the stairs of our front porch towards the open door. Into the room burst my friend, Mark. "Hey Dan (oh yeah, that's my name,) guess what! Chester..." Then he stopped, mid sentence, as he took in the scene of me frantically trying to hide the fact that I had just been getting a blowjob from my pokemon. When Mawile realized we had been caught, the terrified pokemon jumped up, squeaking "Maw!" in dismay and hid herself behind the sofa. My face turned bright red with shame and embarrassment as I attempted to buckle my pants back up, but the damage had obviously already been done.

"Dude... w-were you just...?" Mark stammered in disbelief. Then he burst out laughing. At this, my embarrassment for getting caught turned into rage. Standing up (with my pants now buckled) I yelled back "What the hell are you running in here uninvited for?" This seemed to cool him down. "Hey, chill man. I'm sorry. But the look on your face, you should have seen it!" Initial confrontation deflated, my legs felt wobbly and I fell back down on the sofa. Finally I managed to ask "Are you gonna tell anybody?" Mark was just standing there awkwardly (funny, since I was the one in the awkward situation.) He shrugged back at me. "No. I didn't mean to... I would never tell anyone."

Suddenly worried about Mawile, I pulled myself up and looked behind the sofa. She was sitting there on the floor looking up at me with her big puppy-dog eyes. "It's okay Mawile, you can come back out" I reassured her, reaching down. She seemed to accept this and jumped up into my arms. I pulled her up and sat her down on my lap, where she promptly grabbed her maw close to her body, peeking out at Mark from behind it.

Mark, ever the joker, tried to force a smile and said "So hey, don't let me stop you two." When I scowled back at him, he shrugged again and added "Alright, I'm just kidding. But you know... I don't think it's that weird..." Now I was really taken aback. Even I thought it was weird! Now curious myself, I ventured a question. "Have you ever thought about it?" Without hesitation, he nodded. "Sure, a lot!" I guess he had no reason to hold back, considering the situation. "But I've never... how did it happen with you?"

So I told him the story; somewhat at least. As I explained it, Mawile seemed to relax and came out from hiding behind her maw. Soon she was rocking back and forth on my lap, looking as if nothing out of the ordinary had ever happened. When I finished my - very brief - exposition, Mark stared back at me with a sheepish look. "Do you... think she would do it with me?"

His question took me completely off guard. It had never occurred to me that Mark would want to get a blowjob from a pokemon, let alone that he would ask if Mawile would give him one! Although I was at a loss for words, my immediate reaction was very negative. No way, she was MY Mawile! But then Mawile looked up at me with a questioning look. "Maw?" I wanted to say "No way in hell" and kick Mark out just like that, but something in her look made me think twice. She wasn't asking me if she should, she was looking for my approval. Fearing what the answer would be, I asked Mawile herself "Mawile, do you want to...?" When she nodded yes with childlike enthusiasm, I felt a stinging sensation in my chest. Yes, I'm man enough to admit it - I was hurt.

Mark looked ecstatic. I wanted to punch him. Instead, I gently lifted Mawile up off of my lap and set her down on the floor. I was feeling worse now than I had been when Mark had first caught us even, but I did my best not to let either of them know. It seemed to work, as Mawile beamed a big smile up at me and then took a few shy steps towards Mark. "Come on Mawile, let's go into the other room," he said, evidently not wanting to do the deed in front of me. Not that I could blame him, I certainly didn't want to see it either. But as he turned to go, Mawile's smile vanished. "Maw!" she squeaked. Hurrying back over to the sofa, the exasperated pokemon tugged at my pant leg with a dismayed look on her face. At first I was confused; had she changed her mind that suddenly? Then it dawned on me: she didn't want to do it without me.

Realizing this, I started to feel a little bit better. "I don't think she's comfortable doing that without me around, Mark." Pleased that I understood, Mawile smiled again and hugged my leg. I still wasn't happy with this situation at all, but the queasiness in my stomach started to dissipate. Mark looked hesitant, but apparently the excitement of what was to come outweighed his reluctance to pull down his pants and do it in front of me.

Mark and I switched places; he sat down on the sofa and I stood off to the side. He glanced at me again nervously, and I said "Well you might as well get on with it." Finally he made up his mind and unzipped his pants. Trying to look completely uninterested with the proceedings, I attempted to occupy myself with other things in the room. Mark groaned, and knowing they had begun, I looked down at my feet, out the window, at the painting on the wall - anything other than him and Mawile.

As the panting and moaning became more and more heated, however, it became impossible to ignore. My own pleasure had been rudely interrupted, denying me release, and in spite of myself I felt my cock start to rise again. At last my hormones got the better of me and I looked over at the action on the sofa. Mark was lying back, pants undone, and little Mawile was standing on the floor in front of him, diligently working away on his dick. This must have been the way I looked the first time Mawile and I did this. Instinctively, my hand moved to my erection and I began to masturbate.

Apparently noticing what I was doing out of the corner of her eye, Mawile suddenly withdrew from Mark, eliciting a frustrated groan from him. She looked over her shoulder at me, saliva and pre-cum glistening around her mouth, and said "Maw!" Then she pointed back at the large black toothy maw hanging down her back. Lifting up into the air until it was directly at crotch level with me, the large mouth opened wide. Did she really expect me to...? No...

But she did. When I didn't react, Mawile repeated her pantomime. "Maw!" she squeaked insistently, pointing to her much larger mouth. I stepped closer. Although it felt hard as steel on the outside, the inside of her large black maw was just like any other mouth; it looked soft and pink and had a very large tongue running the length. Her pointy teeth were few in number, with large gaps in between them, and there were none near the front of her mouth. Even trusting Mawile as completely as I did, I could only imagine the worst outcomes of actually sticking my dick in there. I looked back down at her again and saw the adorable look on her face. Holding my breath, not wanting to look but afraid to look away, I gripped the sides of her open maw and slowly eased myself in.

Her jaws closed around my cock with surprising gentleness. Soon I realized that the inside of this second mouth was just as wet and warm as her other one, and felt much, much tighter when fully closed around me. My cock was held firmly in place between her jaws (which did not feel nearly as hard as they did on the outside) and I could feel her huge tongue moving all around the shaft. It was incredible.

Pleased, Mawile turned back to Mark and once again buried her face on his dick. As her head bobbed up and down on him, I felt the movements very slightly on my end. As amazing as it was, however, her large maw wasn't capable of the same movements as her head. As she found her rhythm, I discovered my own solution to this problem. Still holding the sides of her maw tightly, I began to thrust in and out. Finding the feeling to be as amazing as I had imagined, my tempo quickly increased. Soon our speeds were matched, Mawile working her glistening mouth up and down on Mark's bulging shaft, and me fucking her tight wet maw in a way that I had never been able to do before. I wondered if this was what actual sex felt like, and I began to regret not having done this sooner.

There wasn't much room in her maw when it was shut this tightly, but Mawile did her best to run her tongue up along the sides of my cock as I thrust into her. This new experience seemed to be driving her crazy too, and I noticed that one of her hands was underneath her yellow 'skirt' furiously rubbing her pussy. My earlier feelings forgotten in the heat of the moment, all I felt now was happiness that Mawile was enjoying herself so much.

Mark's groans hit a crescendo, and I could tell he was reaching his orgasm. Mawile could tell too, and the aroused pokemon slowed her speed, keeping just the tip of his cock in her mouth while rubbing up and down his shaft with her free hand. I knew well what this meant - Mawile was preparing to receive as much of his cum as she could. She always preferred to taste as much of it in her mouth as she could before she swallowed it. Mark did not keep her waiting long, and I could see her cheeks swell slightly as her mouth filled up. She swallowed and swallowed, and when Mark was done she pulled free of him. Some cum had trickled out of her mouth and she scooped this up with her finger (the same finger as she had been rubbing herself with, now slick with her fluids, I noticed) before greedily licking all of it off.

The erotic sight set me off, and I pushed my cock in all the way to the hilt. As I emptied my load into her second mouth, Mawile moved both fingers back down to her soaking wet pussy. She began to shake with her own orgasm as I delivered spurt after spurt into her maw. Finally I was drained, and I withdrew from her tight confines. Once I was free, the maw opened again and I could see a small stream of cum sliding down her long tongue and back into her throat.

Her own orgasm fading, Mawile turned towards me and grabbed onto my leg. "Mawile!" she cooed with eyes closed and a contented smile. The hurt I had felt earlier was gone; Mawile was my pokemon, and that was just the way she wanted it. I scooped her up into her arms and held her as she nuzzled up against me. Mark, his pants now buckled again, was similarly drained. "Thanks, Mawile. That... was amazing," he gasped, and Mawile giggled in response. For better or worse, Mark was now a part of our secret. If nothing else, I was reassured that he would almost certainly not tell anyone about me and Mawile.