A shocking experience
The green dinosaur-shaped Mon roams through his home, walking aimlessly through the scenery. The incoming autumn affecting the tall and scattered grown trees, dropping their orange, red and sometimes brown leaves, covering the forest ground with them. Leisurely the Bulbasaur keeps moving, eventually looking up towards the blue sky just to see more leaves falling down. The sight of the colorful foliage dancing in the wind while making its way to the ground causes him to smirk up. Happiness fills him, as he almost gets hypnotized by the falling leaves, but not wanting to waste too much time he starts to move again, his main goal being something completely different. At this time of the year some other Mons become lost in this forest while searching its bushes for berries to eat, and especially today the male grass-type feels lucky. He knows that autumn came surprisingly early this year which only encourages him further more, the hopes of finding a female to have fun with are building up in the back of his mind.
Finally reaching his destination, the Bulbasaur looks around. Several bushes, still carrying different types of berries, are almost presenting themselves as if they would beg him to eat their fruits. Being self-confident as always he finds himself smiling deviously, images of arousing fantasies already flooding his mind. Anticipation fills the green Mon, the need to breed begins to slowly corrupt his mind and makes it almost impossible for him to think clearly, yet he gathers himself and quickly heads towards a bush carrying oran berries. Carefully he maneuvers his body inside of said bush, its branches scratching his skin slightly but his determination keeps him going, dismissing the scratches._ "Now i just have to wait..." _The male thinks himself, his body trembling in excitement already as he's completely resolute to breed a female today. Shame fills him, knowing that he's still a virgin. It's hard to impress a female as a young Bulbasaur, especially when fighting isn't your strong point. But, eager to change that today he follows his improvised plan. Hidden inside of the plant he gets in a comfortable position before staying still, only moving his eyes to peek through the branches and leaves. All he has to do now is to wait for his prey to take the bait.
Nervousness combined with some doubts are making the green Mon worry. He feels his knees slightly shaking, but he's unable to say if it's because of his arousal or because of his emotions. The longer he waits the more his mind starts to drift off, almost feeling a little bit bored of just sitting on a dusty ground while being surrounded by leaves and berries. Morning dew drips from the branches just to land on his green skin. The cool liquid runs down his body while the hunter endures for his prey to come. His heart beating faster in both agitation and nervousness as time passes. Shortly after, some crackling gets the Bulbasaur's attention, the male's gazes wandering towards predicted noise's origin in response. Watching the Mon moving towards his hideout, he starts to smirk upon seeing that it's a Pikachu that is coming closer. Hoping the electric-type is female, the male admires the mouse's stature for some seconds just to make sure. Gazing at the Pikachu's graceful body for a while, the male comes to the conclusion that he's in luck, his prey is a female.
Remaining static, the grass-type feels a certain tension popping up inside of his body, yet he forces himself not to move a single bit. The closer the female gets, the more tense he becomes. Arousal building up inside of him, almost tormenting the male's mind with the desire to breed her. The Pikachu moves her head to check her surroundings, an expression of hectic and discomfort appearing on her face. The Bulbasaur knows that once he starts, there'S no backing off, yet he decides to approach her, driven by the hormones rushing through his body. Two vines slowly emerge out of his back, making their way towards the bush's end, and as the yellow Mon stretches her arms in an attempt to grab a berry, he attacks her. One of the green tendrils is quickly wrapping itself around her tiny paws to bind them together, while a squeak of surprise and fear escapes the Pikachu's lips.
"W-what are y-you doing?!" She keeps squeaking, doing her best to free herself. Moving backwards, she pulls and squirms, but it's no use. Her shackles are unyielding. Her futile efforts are only stirring up the inner lust and desire of the Bulbasaur, yet he remains calm for now as he enjoys the whole situation.
"Enjoying myself~" The male replies mockingly, being confident of his own success. Tightening the bindings around her wrists, he steps out of the bush, drops of morning dew still covering his face.
"_E-enjoying? _G-get off me!" Fear growing inside of the yellow mouse, and using whatever is at hand, she sends some sparks towards the aggressor in an attempt to escape. It amuses him to watch her trying to break free, her electric attacks causing not more than an annoying itching. Using his Twine, the male pulls up the Pikachu's paws, forcing her to stand upright. The Bulbasaur's gazes wanders over the electric-type's body. Especially her cute tail, wagging around because of the situation, appeals to him. Keeping struggling, the captive's body shakes in fright, afraid that the grass-type might harm her. Beholding her trembling body, he changes strategies. Her eyes stare intently at the other vine as it suddenly starts to move. Coming closer to the mouse's face, she turns her head away and closes her eyes, definitely not wanting to see what'll happen next. To her surprise the tendril stops at her cheek, not hurting her but instead it starts to pet her for a short moment. Confused by the sudden kind action the Pikachu opens her eyes again while she raises her voice.
"Y-you're n-not going to hurt me~?" Saying these shaky words more like a plea than an actually question. Her view is locked on the vine stroking her cheek, and even though the female doesn't want it to happen she starts to feel something different inside of her. A new strange emotion she never experienced before. Is it because a stronger male is having her under his control? Is it a new strange thrill out of this situation? Questions are flooding her mind as the new feeling slowly but steady starts to replace her fear.
Shaking his head, he negates her question. Instead of explaining to her his intentions with words, he moves his vine downwards. Wandering over the chest, passing her waist till it reaches its destination, her private parts. Still standing on her two hind legs, she looks down at the moving tentacle. She knows that she should feel uncomfortable with this, being sexually molested by a stranger grass-type, but her body betrays her. The unknown sensation grows stronger inside of her, almost fully replacing the previous fear by now. Her heart beats faster and her legs get shaky as it hits her. "No! I don't want this! I don't want my first time to be like this!" She tries to convince herself while her body keeps disobeying her. Light blushes appear on her yellow body when she realizes the new sensation is arousal. Catching herself getting turned on by being sexually attacked by the Bulbasaur fills her with shame, but a sudden wave of pleasure causes her to snap out of her daydreaming. Grinning brightly at her, the male already started to gently rub against her labia, parting her nether lips as he moves the twine back and forth, grinding against her private parts. Looking deeply into her eyes he understands the situation, peeking through her facade, seeing her inner lust and need. Quiet, lusty groans with surprise and joy escape the electric-type's lips, causing the blush to intensify even more as their gazes meet.
The plant-type senses her nectar moistening him as he proceeds to pleasure his captive, her squirming body expressing the pleasure she feels. The female's struggle to free her paws are getting weaker, receding to a playful wiggling to stir up her inner spark of lust. Still holding the Pikachu upright, giving her no chance to evade his grasp, the Bulbasaur reads the bliss out of the Pikachu's gaze. Exhaling repeatedly in enjoyment, she closes her eyes, sheer lust slowly overwhelming her mind as the male keeps rubbing her. Seeing her wet fluids dropping down onto the forest soil causes him to shiver in anticipation. Happiness and pride, based on the knowledge that he's causing a female to squirm in delight, fills him. But, as her lovely and musky scent reaches the male, filling his nostrils, he instinctively changes the way of pleasing her. Instead of grinding against her vulva, the moistened vine moves upwards, aiming for her slightly swollen clit. A wave of pleasure catches the Pikachu off guard as the plant-type moves in circles around her little pearl while applying soft pressure to it.
"Nnngh~ P-please...d-don't stop~" She manages to breath out between her lusty moans. Her voice being shaky in sheer ecstasy. The sudden loud and lusty exhaling of the shivering female encourages him to increase the pace of his tendril. The female's head is spinning, her legs are shaky, but the male's keeping her upright. More of her precious wetness escaping her pussy, some drops running down her legs while she gives in to the received pleasure. Not wanting this wonderful moment to end she starts moving her body, rubbing her clit against the plant-type's twine. He blinks in surprise, looking startled and vaguely impressed at the show of enthusiasm. The Bulbasaur is desirous to make her cum, his member was growing all along while spectating the female mouse gets closer to her climax, but feeling her getting more dominant, he decides to show her who's in charge. By retrieving the tentacle for a short moment, edging her, the male plans to punish her, showing the female her place while raising his voice.
" I decide when you will climax, got it? It's my decision when I will cause you to groan with pleasure while an orgasm rocks your body, understood~?"
The mouse's blush intensifies once more as she's hearing his words, but not wanting her sexual tension of this moment to fade away she nods quickly. Her mind is befogged by the enormous bliss, making it almost impossible for her to think correctly. The only thing she really wants right now is to release her inner urges, sensing her own body trembling in anticipation and lust. Breathing erratically, the Pikachu playfully wiggles her paws in his grasp. Not actually wanting to escape, the electric-type finds herself enjoying the sensation of being bound and dominated, trusting the Bulbasaur in an inexplicable way by now. Looking at her body, the male grins upon his prey with his own desires growing tremendously, and since he can almost feel her squirming body begging for release, he decides to push it further. While the grass-type frees her paws by loosen the grasp, the mouse tilts her head, being surprised by the sudden action as she retrieves her paws.
However, driven by her sheer demand to give in to her inner emotions, the female slowly starts to move her right hand towards her crotch. Another sigh with arousal escapes her lips as she feels her paw being pressed against her warm and squishy folds, her fluids leisurely starting to cover it.
"Hey! Did I give you the permission to pleasure yourself?!" The dominant one grows at her while stepping closer. Startled for a brief moment, the Pikachu looks at the male with a needy but sorry facial expression. Unsure what to reply, and also completely under the control of her body's needs. A sudden devious smirk appears on her face as she turns around before bending over, gently getting on all fours. Lifting her jagged tail, the electric-type shows off her private parts, revealing her blushed and swollen vulva. Her wet labia are shining in the dim evening sunlight, and her emitted pheromones are hitting the Bulbasaur extremely hard. A musky scent is filling his nostrils, causing his already fully erect member to tremble in anticipation of mating with the needy female in front of him. His heartbeat increases tremendously, nervousness and desire are mixing up, pushing him forwards. Reaching her the male licks over her private parts once, tasting her flavor. Unable to describe the flavor, he just keeps licking the mouse while gulping her juice, finding it extremely addicting. Exposed to her fragrant odor, he catches himself having a hard time to resist her, as the arousing situation simply overwhelms him. The musky scent combined with her effective pheromones are corrupting his mind, and after shuddering in need he gives in to his urges. After pulling back his head, the Bulbasaur mounts her. Placing his front legs on her waists he presses his own green body against her own. More of her juices escape her blushed private parts as excitement fills her. Finally someone will mate with her, and another feeling causes her to snap out of her daydreaming. During her thinking about what's going to happen, the male wrapped his broth vines around her yellow sweaty body, holding her in place while he begins to align his erection with her labia.
Both Mons are nervous as they coincidentally share their first time with each other, but since the two of them are really needy at this point, their desire takes control of their bodies. Slowly he moves his hip forwards, parting her nether lips as he invades her body with his throbbing rod. A lustful moans escapes their lips simultaneously. The Bulbasaur pushes his shaft inside of her, sensing her squishy and wet inner flesh rubbing against it. His first thrust is also the deepest, touching her cervix with his tip as a result. Shivers of pleasure rung through their slightly sweating bodies. The male increases the pace of his pounding subconsciously, as sheer delight is controlling his moves, the increased feeling causing him to gasp shortly. Warm and tight vaginal walls squeeze his member repeatedly, yet he goes faster while doing strong and deep thrusts. Burying his rod deep inside of the moaning Pikachu, causing her sweaty body to squirm in lust.
"Nghh~ P-please...k-keep going! D-don't...s-stop!" She gasps out, the former teasing left its marks as she's getting closer and closer with every thrust he does. With the Pikachu's breathing gradually getting louder and her inner walls trembling, he knows that she's about to climax soon. Because of that the Bulbasaur pounds her with all he's got now, shoving his member relentlessly into her as if he's trying to make her his own. The pulsating shaft of the dominant male stretches her insides, filling her love tunnel with his throbbing cock. Her vaginal fluids cover most of his dick, lubing it perfectly. A feeling begins to grow inside of the mouse's lower body regions, quickly getting stronger the longer they mate. Closing her eyes, she only focuses on the sensation, the unfamiliar feeling building up inside of her trembling body. She exhales loudly, groaning with lust. The pressure keeps growing, forcing her to squirm in bliss. Unable to hold back the unknown sensation any longer, she gives in.
A strong orgasm catches her off-guard, causing the Pikachu to throw back her blushed head, as she screams out with pleasure. Her warm inner walls tighten around the male's member, squeezing his erection tightly while her wetness runs down his length. Squirming heavily, she feels her whole body shuddering in delight, sending some light jolts of electricity through his rod on accident as the climax overwhelms her. During her orgasm he Bulbasaur fought his own arousal, biting on his lower lip helped him to hold back his moans and to delay his own urge to cum. But, the feeling of her folds contracting around his throbbing meat combined with the soft pleasurable shocks almost instantly kicks him over the edge. Using his vines he pulls her closer towards his body while doing one last strong thrust, burying his entire length inside of her shivering warm pussy. Touching the female's cervix with his tip he orgasms. Closing his eyes he readies himself for the incoming climax, and with a loud and passionate moan he releases his load, filling the electric-type's insides with his creamy cum.
Keeping her close he enjoys the wonderful sensation of filling the female underneath him with his seed. More of his cum fills the little mouse, a part of her filling runs past his shivering shaft and drops onto the forest ground. She tries to catch some breath, feeling slightly dizzy after her first orgasm being such a strong one. Her body's shaking in fatigue, and unable to keep herself in this position she almost breaks down, but the grass-type's tendrils support her by holding her in place. Some minutes later the flow of semen slowly begins to die off, and noticing this, the male pulls out. Stepping backwards, he gazes onto female's crotch to watch a part of his load making its way out of her vagina. A mixture of deep happiness, pleasure, and pride fills him. The knowledge of just having had his first time fills him, but at the same point he hopes that his first impression did not stir disapproval against himself inside of the female. Still laying onto the ground, breathing heavily, she sees him stepping closer. Her body's still shuddering now and then, the orgasms's aftermath leaving her paralyzed on the ground, nevertheless her lips form a wide smile as she giggles, and seeing her being happy causes the Bulbasaur to smile up as well.
"W-wow~" Is the only word escaping the female's lips. Both Mons look at each other happily, both being clearly joyful of what just happened. Using his remaining energy, the male plants a passionate kiss on her soft lips before picking up the Pikachu to place her on his back. She snickers again before wrapping his paws around him. The mouse kisses his green skin in approval, making a blush appear in his face. Starting to move, he begins to walk towards his den. His legs are shaking in exhaustion, but doing their job. Knowing that she just found a new friend she closes her eyes. While he keeps walking he hears a light snoring coming from his back, making him giggles as he realizes that she fell asleep on his back. Even though their first meeting was unusual and would have repelled many, the two are being happy of finally having found someone to have fun with.