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A Professional Massage

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Arci

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“Oh! Is this where the massages are being done?"

Ren, a Scorbunny-Lopunny hybrid who looked more Scorbunny-like at first glance with his white fur, scuffed a foot cautiously across the floor, not wanting to disturb. The spa was strange to him, but one of his friends in the League had suggested that a massage would be good for him after how hard he'd been training. That didn't mean that he was comfortable or not at all perplexed by the sheer number of potted plants and bamboo features, even a little water feature tinkling away on the reception desk, that they needed at the spa.

Coughing awkwardly, he half shrugged, stroking his long years while the Pikachu anthro-type receptionist looked up, her glasses slipping out of place while electricity crackled from her cheeks. With his usual plain blue T-shirt and blue shorts, he could have been out of place, if not for all the other Pokemon anthro-types around him, some in robes, some in the pool in swimwear, visible through the glass separating it from the rest of the spa. It seemed if one was covered up in the right places there, it didn't matter so much what was worn, which made him feel a little more comfortable.

“Yes, of course!" She chirped, most likely having seen clients like him every day, though Ren wondered if the pool would be one suitable for fire-types, even only half of one like him, for he wouldn't have minded a dip while he was there. “Now… I think it's Sylvia you're here to see, she's been quite in demand lately. “If you give me your booking confirmation number, I'll take you right up to her. I believe she is ready for you right now."

Ren nodded, pleased that things were progressing so well, even if he still was not quite sure what kind of massage he was to have there. Deep tissue? Hot stone? Whatever it was, his friends surely wouldn't lead him astray, telling him that it was the “best massage" that he was going to get this side of Johto…whatever that meant.

Still, he wasn't sure what to expect as he was led up the small staircase to the massage rooms, the receptionist stepping back to allow him entry. His masseuse for the day welcomed him cheerily, though had her back to him for the moment, not quite allowing him to see what she looked like.

“Er, hi," Ren said, smiling, though he was still a little unsure, if only because he didn't know quite what to expect. “I'm here for a massage. What should I do? I'm not…heh… I've never had one of these before!"

Sylvia, his masseuse for the day, was a little taller than him, a wolf-hybrid type who could have been influenced by a Lycanroc in their midday evolved form, though her fur where it was shown was a little on the darker side, lusciously thick, dark brown hair spilling down the back of her neck. However, Sylvia was obvious a human hybrid and could have been completely human at first glance, if it was not for the tail and the ears, which she could have easily kept hidden, if she'd wanted to. Her tail was hidden at that time by her clothes, as usual. She rubbed the skin of her hands dry with a towel, the small sink in the corner of the softly lit massage parlour more than enough for her, a smile on her face.

“Ah, you must be Ren! Thank you for coming!"

Her smile came easily and, at least for Ren, put him instantly at ease, even though a massage was not something he was used to. He inhaled deeply, eyes half-closed, but couldn't quite place the slightly spicy scent in the air, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Something swelled between his legs, despite his “enhanced" clothes that kept his rather large parts well under wraps, and he tried to shake himself off, to think of something else, if only so that he could go through with the massage that he had, to be fair, been looking forward to.

Besides, he wouldn't want to give a bad impression in front of his masseuse, even though she was rather pretty… That wasn't a reason to get hard, not even then.

She patted the padded, softly cushioned, massage table, inviting him to lie down.

“Please, make yourself comfortable, clothes off, and lay this towel over your tail and buttocks. It should reach down to your calves and I will then fold it to the side when needed to reach our legs. Does that sound all okay to you, Ren?"

He nodded, already feeling at ease. What was it about Sylvia that had him relaxing, weight already slipping from his shoulders? Yet it was perhaps a little more what lay between his legs, despite carrying more there than most…

She left the room, leaving Ren to slip out of his shorts, shirt and special underwear, though being nude there made his skin prickle a little, as if he was exposing himself somewhere that he really should not have been. Still, Sylvia had asked him to, lying on the table and finding an odd hole (covered with a soft cloth on the bottom) that fit his shaft and balls perfectly. No one expected a bunny Pokemon, even a hybrid, to have a shaft as large as his, but it was something that Ren had learned to get along with, the equine-type member thick even when it was soft, the balls appropriate to the size of it.

Poking the hole, he wriggled into place, his tail flicking up, twisting a little so that his member settled more comfortably into it.

“Huh… Convenient."

It was pretty good, though he hoped it wouldn't be an issue that he held a little more under his tail too, a male-identifying hermaphrodite who, typically, used male pronouns. It felt more fitting for him, though Ren took pleasure from both his shaft and his cunny as he pleased, the slit of his folds tucked neatly behind his balls. If someone didn't know it was there, that part of his body could remain well-hidden.

“Ren? May I come back in?"

Ren gulped and blushed, even though he had nothing to be embarrassed about. He shivered in anticipation of what he hoped would be a very pleasant massage to come, checking that the towel was laid over him comfortably, hiding all that it needed to. He didn't want to be rude.

“Y-yes. All ready!"

He didn't think he was supposed to be that enthusiastic, not for a moment like that, Sylvia re-entering with the light tap of footsteps across the floor, though his ears were not fixed on her enough to realise that there was something different. Her hands met him gently, as if she was trying to not make him jump, the feel of skin odd to him, but something that he could relax into.

“Try to let the tension go, if you can," she said quietly, “but leave the rest to me."

She softly smoothed warm massage oil down his back, gently working it into his fur, fingers kneading, softening sore muscles. His eyes closed, relaxing into the moment, though what the Scorbunny-Lopunny did not realise then was that Sylvia was also nude.

And that that aroma, the spice tangled with something flowery, had intensified.

Soft music played as she worked over his shoulders, leaning in close, Sylvia smiling gently. She always found that it helped her to better take care of her clients – and that was exactly what she was there for. Comfort was the key, and her fluffy tail swung faintly back and forth.

He was cute, the bunny, so much so that she took her time with him, giving him extra attention as she worked her hands down either side of his spine, not minding coming in extra close to him with her bare belly brushing his arm.

“You can dangle your arms over the side, Ren, if that would be more comfortable for you," she said gently, tail brushing his hip as she turned for a little more oil, all the better to relax his muscles with. “Or place your hands up by your head, elbows bent. Anything that's comfortable for you. I will work around you."

That was good of her, he thought dimly, but the contact with another Pokemon was so nice that Ren could not help, not even then, from leaning into it, a low grunt breaking his lips. But he didn't want to be too noisy, not as his shaft hardened a little more, betraying the length of it as it sank into that little pocket in the massage table.

Was he supposed to be getting turned on? He hadn't expected Sylvia to touch him with more than her hands, but he swore that he could feel skin or fur rather than clothes brushing up against him. He could have sworn that she'd been wearing a long T-shirt and shorts, but there seemed to be more skin, soft and cool, than ever touching him. Maybe she'd tied her T-shirt up so that she could be more comfortable too?

But he didn't complain, for it felt nice, nicer than he could have expected as she worked her way down to the small of his back, something touching his shoulder as she leaned over him at an angle. He was not thinking that it could have been her breast brushing him, not understanding that the dynamics of the moment had changed, but the Lycanroc type woman did not mind being that close either.

It was one of her favourite things about spending time with her clients, making them feel better and better in more ways than one.

She worked softly over the tops of his glutes, where his buttocks joined the base of his back, sliding the towel down a little more, her body touching him a little more. She barely moved away from the massage table at all during her treatment, sliding the towel down off his buttocks while murmuring.

“You have a lot of tension here, Ren… Is it okay if I work here too?"

He gulped, exposed, though he supposed everything important was hidden away, his white tail fluffy enough to conceal his under-tail, which was something at least. Honestly, Ren did not mind being naked before her that much, though he was more and more concerned about his softly and subtly growing hard-on, but he didn't want to make Sylvia uncomfortable either. But the massage had been so soothing so far, working deep into his muscles.

“Um… Yes… That's fine."

She smiled, giving him a little space, though Ren still did not open his eyes, not even as she worked deeply into his glutes, seeking out spots of tension that Ren, frankly, had not even paid attention to. The bunny's breath caught and she murmured soothingly to him, her tail swinging back and forth, hair spilling down her shoulders and the back of her neck.

“That's great, Ren, you're doing so good. Do you have a lot of work to do in the League? It must be such a trial for you, no wonder you're so tight. But we're going to take care of all that today, don't you worry about it at all."

He tried to respond, though Ren could not honestly say what he said in return, for he was concentrating on how everything felt, how every tiny little nuance of soreness seemed to melt away under her hands. She was good at what she did, even if she was closer and closer, more and more of her skin, even her hip, touching him.

His brow furrowed. Was that right?

“Let it all slip away, there's nothing to worry about here, just me taking care of you, Ren, just you and me…"

His legs, oh… Oh, those felt so much better under her hands, his hamstrings sore, aching, though Sylvia even put up a knee on the table with him, presumably for a better angle. He didn't mind that, though he wondered why she was getting so close, for it seemed as if she was hardly moving away from him at all. Was that normal?

“Roll over, on your back, Ren…"

He did as she asked, the towel moving, though it barely covered his shaft, pushing down over his shaft, revealing a little of it. Ren stiffened, but Sylvia did not move to cover up his cock again, so he went along with it. If she didn't mind it, maybe that was all normal too and okay…

It was good to let his shaft breathe a little, even if Ren could not help it plumping up more and more with arousal, her body brushing his. She had to have taken her shirt off, he thought, there was no other way that he could be feeling so much of her body, though he still did not open his eyes, not even when she climbed up on top of him.

He had to keep his cool, had to stay calm, even though it was harder than ever, thinking only of his shaft, of keeping everything under control. She straddled his legs, working over his abdominals, her thumbs digging in while her fingers eased over his muscles in slow, more sweeping motions. But Ren could not stop the feel and pressure of her body over his from turning him on more and more, everything more sensual, heat prickling through his body from head to toe.

He grunted, holding back a moan as she shifted onto his stomach. For a moment, Ren thought that she was going to slip off him, but Sylvia only sat astride his belly, rolling her hips back as she worked over his chest, his cock throbbing, swelling…

Sylvia murmured her appreciation, eyebrows rising. Oh, she had not thought that he was so well-endowed, though she knew the bunny would still fit inside her, even if he was thickly swollen, the flesh of his cock springing up before her eyes. But she'd have to be careful with the darling, the heat of a blush too obvious in his cheeks where it showed through the white of his fur.

She grinned, pushing her buttocks back against his cock, letting her tail brush over the throbbing tip, tempting at where the flare would swell too. Ren grunted, eyelids fluttering, everything exposed. His heart raced.

Oh no… His cock swelled, pumped up with blood. I can't…

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He couldn't stop it, couldn't help it, her bare buttocks pressing up to his shaft, flesh on flesh contact rolling through him. His cock drooled, pulsing excitedly.

The bunny whimpered, choking on his surprise.

“Wait… What?"

Ren gulped, eyes opening – yet what the bunny saw changed everything. For the masseuse that he had thought was pretty before was even more breath-taking out of her clothes, sitting astride him with a soft smile on her lips and a tail too, wagging faintly back and forth. Her breasts pulled down, very lightly, under their own weight, her chest moderately full, pink nipples perked to attention, and his eyes travelled lower and lower, down the curvy lines of her waist to her hips and her bare pussy. That could not be ignored, not as she rolled her hips back, once more grinding her backside against his cock, sliding it between her rear cheeks as if it was something she did daily.

She didn't stop either, not as he stared openly, not knowing what else to do, simply unable to drag his eyes away, her body entirely on show. It didn't miss his attention that his cock was throbbing keenly, pumping out dollop after dollop of pre-cum, thickly sliding down his cock, even some of it smearing across her skin. Ren gulped.

He didn't know what was going on, what he should do, frozen there, though his cock stiffened, unable to do anything else as she ground back on him. A slurp of pre-cum spilt headily from the tip of his shaft, the flare thickening just a little more, though Sylvia did not stop, pushing her weight back against him, smiling all the while. It came off as if it was perfectly normal to her, though Ren fought the urge to bring his hands up to hold her hips, his cock aching.

Damn it…

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Was it all part of the massage? He tried to make sense of it, even as Sylvia put an arch into her back, sliding her hands up his chest and working on his pecs, her tongue even sticking out from the corner of her mouth a little in concentration. Sure, the rubbing down had been good so far, but maybe there was a reason that everyone liked Sylvia so much, maybe he had never really understood what a massage was before. Maybe things had changed from what he'd expected…

But how was Ren to know about any of that?

Sylvia chuckled softly and shook her head, though all was well and good with her. That her client had a hard-on for her only meant that she was doing a good job, which was something at least. She wanted more, of course, for that was the nature of her role as a masseuse, giving him the best, most relaxing massage that she could. But that always, of course, had to be with the consent of her clients.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself rather a lot there, Ren," she breathed. “Would you like to fuck me? I'm happy to make sure you are well taken care of…"

Ren blinked up at her, Sylvia tilting her head. He was so meek and so quiet… Did he not know what was going on there or something? She didn't know, could not know, but he could not be experienced, not from how he was acting with her. Anyone else would have grabbed her and at least groped her by that time, demonstrating their interest, yet she actively had to check and confirm his consent, despite his throbbing cock. He had to be a virgin…

She shivered, blowing him a kiss, letting him enjoy the feel of her backside against his cock as she ground back once more, pre-cum dripping a little more over her skin. What would it be like to take a virgin's first time? That was, of course, if meek little Ren was up for it, for she wouldn't have wanted to do anything he didn't like. Maybe a boob job would be more up his alley?

Of course, what Sylvia didn't realise was that he just didn't know what kind of massage he had actually signed up for, that he was far from a virgin. Ren half-lifted his torso, a smile spreading his lips.

Gone was the quiet, soft little bunny, for he didn't need to be anything more than exactly who he was, his lust for her rising.

“Oh, fuck – yes!"

He even swore! That was the most shocking of all to Sylvia, for the bunny had seemed so calm, so quiet, so soft. He didn't look like the kind of Pokemon who should have been battling in the League, but perhaps that was where she was wrong, for a raw, almost feral growl burst from his lips as he sat and scooped her into his arms.

Ren kissed her furiously, though that was the kind of foreplay, as his cock throbbed and ached, that was not needed then, putting his relaxed, soothed muscles to work, groaning against the warmth of her mouth. With her arms around him, Sylvia, kissed him back as deeply, tongues tangling, sharing a deepening moment.

Yes! That was what she'd wanted! But it was more, so much more, as he laid her back onto the massage table, snapping it down a couple of notches (he must have watched her raising it a little earlier to a more comfortable height for her) so that it was at the right height for his hips. Tension, luxuriously so, crackled in the air between them as he lined up his thick member with her pussy, the head sliding between her folds, up and down, for a moment, though Ren was not willing to hold back. Not when he was provided with the opportunity to fuck someone who looked as hot as she did, who moaned as sweetly as she did.

“Unff!"

Ren thrust deeply, spearing his thick meat into her, her pussy clamping down around him as if her body was trying to drag him deeper, even then. To hold back would have been a travesty, so he let loose everything that he hadn't been sure whether he was allowed to feel or not, thrusting deeply, working his cock in past the thick medial ring, the skin of his shaft smoothing out as he plunged deeply.

He had to take her, the woman moaning under him, his fingers digging into her skin and flesh ardently, groping her breasts, moaning her name. Even though he had not known it for all that long, it suddenly seemed more familiar to him than anything else, as if he could not survive the remainder of the day without fucking her, taking her harder.

“Yes… Yes!" Sylvia cried, seemingly unconcerned with the volume of her voice. “Yes… Ooooh, that feels so good!"

To have a cock like Ren's buried in her snatch was a pleasure indeed and, although Sylvia had not expected such raw, sexual energy from him at all, she revelled in it. She would take everything she could get from him and then some, moaning aloud, wriggling her hips, begging for it more and more, rolling her pussy up to meet him the best she could. It was easier for her to wrap her legs around his waist and draw him in closer to her, gasping for needed breath, but Ren pinned one of her wrists above her head.

Holding her there under him while Sylvia lay lengthways along the table, Ren growled, pressing his face down into her neck and chest, deeply inhaling her scent. Only then did he realise that the aroma was not just present in the room around them, but was the spiciness of her natural scent too, heat rising, moans filling the air.

There was no holding back, not when the lewd slop of his shaft plunging deeply up into her was so fervent, so powerful, stretching out her pussy around a girth that it perhaps could not have anticipated taking that day. She clung to him, holding onto his wrist with her free hand, though did not make any move to stop him, not as the bunny moaned and pounded her with increased urgency.

It didn't take long for him to cum, not after all that teasing, not after she had worked him up into a frenzy already. One deep stroke had his balls bouncing off her backside, the bunny groaning long and low and deep, spilling hot spurts of cum deep inside her. It flowed right up where it belonged, though there was not enough space, even within her soft, tight passage, for all his seed, some of it squirting messily out along the sides of his cock. Sylvia whimpered as the fat flare thickened noticeably inside her, straining against her inner walls. That, with the furtive speed of a bunny and their virility, was something she would have to get used to, however…

It was not what Ren had thought that a massage was all about, but if his time with Sylvia was anything like what she usually did for her clients, Ren would be more than happy to come back even weekly, as long as he could afford it.

It was overwhelming, leaving him panting while he had to take her place on the table, his long member slopping messily from her pussy in a splurge of seed, though neither minded that one bit. Sylvia giggled, sitting astride him with her pussy rubbing against his hardly soft cock.

“Wow… You don't take long to get hard again at all, do you?" She teased, though it was all good-natured, Ren moaning and shooting her a cheekier wink. “I didn't think that… Not of you…"

She could not be sure, not anymore, whether Ren was a virgin or not, but he didn't seem to have any trouble fucking her good and hard, which Sylvia very much appreciated. That was all well and good with her, her pussy aching with need, though she was keen to see how much more the bunny had in the tank…

She slipped over him with a flirty wiggle of her hips, letting her body do the talking for her, Ren murmuring his appreciation. With his cock in hand, she stroked it, just a few times, sliding her fingers up and down the slick, messy length, dripping with a seductive cocktail of her juices and his cum, though it was probably mostly Ren's seed. Her fingers danced down to his balls, stroking and rubbing, even squeezing only hard enough for her digits to ever so lightly indent his orbs.

There, she would never be rough. But the bunny could be as rough as he liked with her all day long…

It was nothing to her to lift her hips and slide that fat length of dick back where it belonged, a moan on her lips, sinking down and down and down until every inch was buried inside her. Ren groaned and clutched at her hips, guiding her as she rode him, though he was a little surprised that the massage table took both of their weights so easily. The concern that it would not support them both at once was the only reason that he had not fucked her with him on top right away.

But it was good, so good, the pulsing twitching of her pussy milking him, Ren's nuts already working and churning, replacing the seed within them that were lost. Sylvia was more than used to looking after the super high libidos of bunny Pokemon, rolling her hips back and forth, bringing him sweetly to completion again. It was a sharper orgasm, one that had him panting and gasping, saying words that he would not remember later, though it was not as if anything that happened in the massage parlour, at least between them, was at all sacred.

She rode him through it, though she was already close to her own, panting heavily, grinning to him, though there was not enough breath to share words, not right then. But that was alright as he groaned, murmuring what sounded like it could have been her name, Sylvia's eyes glittering with playful mischief.

“Oh, you're not done yet, are you, bunny?" She all but crooned, though Ren was still ready for more, his cock throbbing, drooling the last drops of cum from his climax as she raised her hips enough to let it spring from her. “What about one more then?"

“Hell yes…"

Ren grinned, watching as she turned, his cock throbbing, each pulse of blood showing visibly as it twitched, the head thick and flared as if it couldn't possibly go down when he was so turned on. Everything about her had him hard and ready, from the curves of her body to the little quirks of her personality that were only just coming through, that he wanted to see more of. They were all things that made for an excellent sex partner – and that she could more than keep up with him, well, that was something indeed!

Sylvia ground back onto his cock as if it was the most natural thing in the world, his cock pushing inside her from behind in a reverse cowgirl position. That gave the bunny the best chance to admire her thick buttocks, though the position made them look rounder than they were. He didn't mind that, not one bit, not as she squeezed her thighs passionately around him, moaning loudly.

He grunted, thrusting up, his feet finding purchase on the massage table as he really made her ride him, thrust after thrust disappearing into her with a lewd slop. His muscles were swiftly becoming sore again (maybe he would have to come back the next day for another massage!), but Ren didn't care, not with a glint in his eye. No one could stop a bunny once they were in the moment, their libido blaring, and Sylvia cast a look back at him that could only have been admiration.

After all, it was not often that she found someone who could keep up with her too and give her a ride like that – wow! Yet it was Ren's hand sneaking around to the front of her crotch as she rode him, grinding down into his lap, that really did it for her, fingers finding her clit and pressing.

“Ohhh…"

It didn't have to be fine or delicate, not when she was already as turned on as she was, panting heavily, her skin damp with a flush of perspiration. But Sylvia couldn't find it in herself to hold off either, not as she moaned long and low in climax, shuddering on top of him while her body clenched and pulsed in orgasm.

She drove down onto his cock as deeply as she could take him, juices squelching at the join of their bodies, skin gleaming with the mess, head rolling back, letting it take her, even as the bunny's cock thickened inside. For he wasn't about to wait either as he showed the woman exactly what his type of anthro was renowned for, sending a third load up deep inside her. The tip of his shaft pressed all the way up to her innermost barrier, flooding her womb directly, yet her body could only hold so much as it drooled out around his cock, her belly inflating. It was not too much, not so much that it would have caused concern to anyone, but remained softly squidgy, sloshing with his seed. The round, however, could not be mistaken for anything else.

Lying back on him, tiredness finally tugging ever so lightly at her body, Sylvia chuckled, rolling her hips with his dick still inside her. But the bunny was far from done as he pulled her tightly to him by the shoulder, hooking his feet around her ankles to keep her legs apart while he more dominantly rolled his hips up to meet her. Inside her, his cock still refused to soften, her belly bulging with his load, even as Ren thrust slowly, teasing her as Sylvia's breath caught, cheeks flushed.

“Mmm… You really know how to fill a lady up," she chuckled softly, rubbing her swollen belly, shivering at the feel of all that cum sloshing and swilling about inside her. “Here… Feel…"

Ren moaned, rubbing her stomach along with her, his hand covering hers, though it was a moment well and truly for both of them, taking their pleasure more slowly. The first three climaxes between them, or at least coming from Ren, had been short and quick, born out of fervent need, but that one was to be long and slow, bringing a new air of sensuality between them with the raw closeness of their bodies and the heat shared between them.

It was slow, passionate, Sylvia whimpering as he kissed the back of her neck, running his hands up and down her body. There was time enough for him to spare attention to her breasts, her pussy, sliding his fingers around the point at which their bodies joined, feeling out how stretched her cunny was… But her swollen belly was due plenty of attention too, her moans rising, echoing, very faintly, off the walls of the massage parlour. He didn't have to know that her massage room had been insulated long ago, though the bunny could not deny that there was a stirring of lust in him for the nuance of getting caught too. What would that be like?

But not that day, not with Sylvia, as passionate as their sex was, the bunny humping up into her with a long, slow roll of his hips. He grunted into her ear, nibbling on it teasingly, not because he was tired, but because he was still, even then, trying to bring even more pleasure to her. If Ren was one thing, it was by no means a selfish lover, his long length of horse cock burying itself deep within her pussy, again and again.

Her squirming on top of him made it all the better too, panting, heaving, their sweaty bodies coming together in the best of ways, as if everything that was meant to happen between them was meant to come to pass. Everything was perfect, from the way her breath hitched to the weight of the woman on top of him, how she squirmed back onto his cock, his arm sliding back up to her neck, across her throat. As possessive as it was, it came with an edge of dominance too, sending her shivering.

She didn't get that often, more the one in control, as she had expected to be that day. Yet she would be more submissive than ever with the right partner – and Ren was exactly that, taking their time together, moans rising, tangling together in the air as if one could no longer be torn apart from the other.

It was all that they needed, exactly where they belonged, grunting, moaning, his cock throbbing inside her, the flare still thick and full. It had hardly softened at all, right at the tip, with the might of his last orgasm, though Ren shifted his weight back and forth, from glute to glute, as he felt his balls ache with need once more.

It could not be held back and there was no reason either for Ren to hold back, not at all, not with his body warming through for it, a long, drawn-out fuck that exulted in a passionate overflow. He could already imagine how swollen her belly would be after him pumping a final load into her womb, though Ren wondered just how much time they had left in there, whether there would be another client knocking on the door or not.

They would just have to wait… For Ren was in no rush as he plunged into her, Sylvia whimpering, his hand drifting down to her pussy, fingers circling her clit.

“Oh… Yes… Please…"

It was good to hear her beg, to treat him as if he was in control, though their kind of play passed the reins back and forth between them, from one Pokemon to the other. Ren was not typically submissive, but there were other pleasures he liked taken too, his pussy clenching around a phantom pressure, imagining that something was stretching him out too, doubling his ecstasy.

That almost did it for him and he bore down a little more firmly on Sylvia's clit, having learned a little about her body while she had been riding him, bucking her hips on him as if his cock was one belonging to a wild horse. He may not have been quite able to make her squirm with just a stroke, not as much as he wanted to, but he could learn, especially if he came back. It was even better, after all, when she clenched and squeezed around him in climax, her pussy acting like it was trying to milk his cock, rippling around him in long, powerful pulses.

Sylvia had trained that into her body, practising her squeezes for months and over years, though Ren would learn that later, for there was no rush in the moment. Her body ached for him, however, panting, heaving, her bosom rolling with every snatch of breath her gulping body dragged into her lungs, all to the very best of her ability.

Ren was relentless, pressing down on her clit, his fingers moving back and forth, tugging her skin softly with the shift of them, pleasure mounting within her more and more. He was close, she could feel it, but that didn't stop her from losing herself, from crying out in climax, as she bucked and pulled against Ren's arm from sheer pleasure alone. Her pussy tightened without her even thinking about it, relishing in the loss of control, how she could hand it over to Ren without any concern, her orgasm rolling on and on and on.

It may not have been a simultaneous orgasm, but it was enough of one to drag Ren over the edge with her too, his cock thickening, the flare lustfully swollen to its fattest extent. He heaved a deep groan, face buried in her hair, the back of her neck, holding her tight to him as their bodies bowed upwards, as one, in passion.

His cum filled her, long spurt after spurt, though Ren's climax was more drawn out than the ones that had gone before, allowing him to feel every throb, every pulse, every inch of the hot pussy wrapped around him. It was intimate and it was swelteringly hot and everything that the bunny could ever have wanted, Sylvia trembling through her climax right on top of him.

Slowly, the heat of it petered out, her stomach swollen, cum leaking from her stretched pussy, though it was not as if, for Sylvia, it had been a challenge. Just pleasure. Pure pleasure… And who would ever have said no to that?

“Mmm…" She moaned, rolling her hips luxuriously as, finally, his cock softened inside her, though there was a lot of it to ease down. “How about you join my yoga club, Ren? I'm sure my partner would love to meet you…for a little more of what we've started today?"

Grinning, the bunny kissed the back of her head, flushed and content.

“You bet I will!"

It seemed that Ren now had a focus beyond training in the League…and that wasn't a bad thing at all!