Desmond's Pokemon Confession
Took me a while to figure out how I was gonna write this. If I even wanted to write it at all, since as raunchy as it seems, it was very intimate. I never expected that. Did she expect it to be that way? I don't know. All I can go on is her body language... I like to think I can read that pretty well, though.
I'm getting distracted again. I need to just write this out. People are waiting for it. Kind of a creepy thought, knowing people are gonna jerk off to something totally weird and taboo I did. Maybe that's what makes it so hot?
I was nineteen when this happened. First Pokemon was an Eevee (got her when I was twelve - how can anyone say no to that face?) and I knew from the start that I wanted her to be a Vaporeon. Nineteenth birthday rolls around, and my friends all chip in to get me a Water Stone. They were rare and pricey where we lived for some reason, but they knew how badly I wanted her to evolve.
This part I'm going to gloss over, even though it was important and exciting to us: I used it on her and she evolved. Moving on, she had some growing pains over the next few weeks. I guess evolving causes sexual maturity in a hurry. She went from being cuddly like a Growlithe to really moody. I think the word is haughty. She wouldn't let me stroke her anymore, not without nipping my hands. I think it got to her that she was pushing me away, because she started getting cuddly again. Still awkward about it, like she was doing me a favor, but hey, it was an improvement. That was when things got interesting.
Even though I'd read [i]The Definitive Guide to the Eevee Family[/i] front to back, sexuality was suspiciously omitted from it. Go figure that a book for preteen Pokemon Trainers wouldn't cover the ins-and-outs (pun intended) of mating. So when her first heat began, I was... Let's just call it surprised.
I had gotten looks at her cooter before. Never anything lewd - just glances at it when she stretched or when we went swimming together (the one thing she still enjoyed doing with me as a Vaporeon). And it was subtle, I think is how I'd describe it. Smooth, just a little slit in the hide, nothing to get excited over. Then when the heat started, it swelled. It had been bluish, but now it was starting to turn pink toward the middle, almost a purple shade where the colors melded. It actually looked nice, and there was a smell coming from her. I always thought heat smelled nasty, it's what other trainers told me about their own Pokemon, but she smelled good. Maybe I'm screwed-up, maybe Vaporeons just have a nice smell to humans, but I liked it.
Looking back, I think she was presenting herself to me. Those stretches seemed to go on forever, and she'd peek over her shoulder to make sure I was looking. She could smile, and she always did it then. But eventually, I suppose, she got sick of my inaction. One morning, just a dull rainy morning after a rough, thundery night we'd spend cuddled up like we usually did, I woke up to something in my face. It was dark in the bedroom, I couldn't see much by the glow of the LED clock face. But I recognized the smell. She was grinding it on my face, wedging my nose between the lips.
My first instinct was to shove her off, but when I grabbed her hips and felt how svelte and warm she was, I couldn't do that. So I started to lick. And the more I licked, the more it smelled. Pheromones, I think that's the term - she had all kinds of pheromones going on. Whether I had morning wood to begin with or if it rose up during my breakfast in bed, my cock was as hard as an Onyx, and right then and there, I felt like it was as long as one.
In case any of this is sounding romantic, just go ahead and reject the notion. There was no finesse to what we did. I had been with other humans, mostly men, but pussy still wasn't new to me. Pokemon pussy was. The flavor of her swollen, tight little thing is to this day like nothing I've ever experienced. I loved it, needless to say.
Hot honey ran down my tongue, over my chin, caking on the bristling stubble from yesterday's shave. She pawed at my penis through my briefs, batting it like a toy, but she seemed to know it was important. And the more she pawed at it, the more I knew I needed to get it inside of her.
I rolled her off me, onto the bed. She didn't fuss or fight or bite, just scooted up, propped herself up on one of the pillows. She splayed on her back, all those little teats stiff, but the main event was between her rear legs. I knew it, she knew it - there was no time to touch anything else. I pushed my briefs down, peeled them off my crotch, wiggled them down past my knees. I didn't care about them, just as long as they were out of my way.
"Oh, fuck, I love you." I know I said that to her. I said I loved her often and meant it, but never like this, and I think you can figure out why. She whimpered for me. I'd never heard that sound before, she sounded so small and helpless. I pushed against her muff, gripping the headboard in one hand and a fistful of pillow in the other.
Entering her was a bit like sliding into wet velvet, but alive, hot, able to squeeze down - something she did for me, even though I know I was too big for her. I should've taken it easier but I just pushed in deeper. I needed to be buried in her, nothing less would do. I managed to do exactly that, and thankfully, she loved it. She threw her little paws around me, all four of them, trying to hug my sweaty body. Her clinging to me made me feel big and powerful, but I told her again that I loved her as sweetly as I could.
I thought about enhancing the truth a little here, since the reality is embarrassing, but this is a [i]confession,[/i] after all... I didn't last more than, oh, thirty seconds. It was too much to ask and I was too dozy from just waking up to think about the dentist or whatever it is you're supposed to do when you're gonna cum too early. It's not a problem I ever had before, but it was with my Vaporeon. I realize now I was basically on the edge as soon as she woke me with that little treat. Actually finishing inside of her was just a formality.
She didn't care how fast I was done. When I bucked into her that one last shaky time and I groaned and hunkered down on her, she let loose another sound I'd never heard from her: a scream. But it wasn't a painful kind of noise, instead it was something delighted to ring in her orgasm. Like me, she was so easy to please, and she squirted around me. Being a water-based Pokemon, she had a lot to give in that regard. I felt it gumming up in my bush, drooling over my balls. That gooey warmth was all I needed.
I can only imagine a boy Vaporeon wouldn't have cum as much as a human and would've been more reasonable for her, and what I mean is I completely overfilled her. I couldn't exactly help it, but she didn't exactly [i]mind[/i] it. Some of it escaped her, dripping on the bed to join the fresh liquid she just put there. That didn't bother me. Or did it? I actually don't know, since that was the part where it all became pretty blurry. I was still somehow at that point where you can easily fall back asleep, and getting off didn't help matters.
All I know for sure was I rolled onto my side, then my back a few seconds later, and hugged her close. She was still wrapped around me, panting, and I'm pretty sure she was smiling, but again, it's hard to see by that red light from the clock face. She tucked her little muzzle in under my chin and I could feel her sigh against my neck. I wasn't lame enough to say I-love-you again... But I think she knew without me having to say it.