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Warning this first chapter of two does contain mild BDSM and the second concluding into more ahem, of course BDSM and domination. There's sexual intercourse between a human male and female pokemon, as well as Voyeurism and masturbation. The second is human female x hmm you'll see. This was co-authored with a friend of mine called Absol Perfect Disaster.

My Neighbour's Pokemon

Session 1

~An Irrepressible Need~

Damn . . . . . .

That Arceus forsaken need pressed upon me once again and had seeded itself into my apprehensiveness. I dwelt, nested lazily in my chair as the afternoon light streamed into the classroom to remedy the darkness. I was surrounded by none other than my peers, who where caught in the fluster of jotting down their notes. In spite of this, there was one thing that plagued me over all others, I direly needed the overdue relief to let some of my pent up stress depart. What do I speak of? Yes, that special thing we all know too well and all do when our intimate organs cry for it, letting ourselves delve into in a moment of self indulgence, which only comes from knowing one's own body better than anyone and anything else. It's a magnetism derived from the most basic of needs, and intimately acting upon that wild untamed instinct. It unbearably was what I had my heart heavily set on at the moment. Definitely it could be pigeon holed to an interesting notion though, possibly even a little amusing on that matter in the sense that I desired to do it right now considering where I was, where it would be hard to accomplish the need without being caught, so with a lot of self restraint I pushed those barriers that closed in further back in an attempt to suppress it.

Knowing the decree of this sexual pressure and the pure indulgent relief it granted from such a simple wanton act gave me benefits; to forget the harshness of reality and to forget the demand to pass academically with flying colors for just a brief moment. I fought it in the most earnest of strong wills but there it remained like a stubborn old mule to beckon me.

So, what if I fail college? It all boiled down to this, my parents had paid their hardest earned pokédollar for my sake; the pathetic girl from the suburbs. Their dreams became my own through the promise I'd shown. They'd bared a big enough heart to send me to Opelucid City where I had relocated for three long years. I've missed them sorely.

The storm that brewed within my state of mind had the two thoughts competing while one tried to suppress the other in tidal waves against one another. This is how it always started: first, masturbation versus failure, then soon becoming masturbate to forget failure, and finally, it's simply masturbate hard like a horny fuck literally to screw off the built up stress of failure. The cycle started once more as if a CD was skipping on the same part again.

'Just masturbate, it'll make everything all better,' the vague thought whispered into my mind. But no, not here, I can't. Then again it's hushed tone came 'I know you want to so badly release,' but I couldn't! My thoughts were where two armies that battled in my mind. At times I hated this feeling it almost drove me insane.

Knowing the eventuality had come, the inevitable end of the college year had brought forward its final pending challenge with an imperial stance. A prevention of thought was unavoidable. It impeded my mind. The dreaded final exam that was beginning to rear its ugly head with days to go really stamped me with its mark. This was the last testament that stood as a poisonous barbed wall between me and my prestigious goal of reaching a well respected university. It all seemed a little much of a much, but I had to blow off this steam.

Regardless of my schooling being driven by the great tutors that shined like vast beacons of knowledge, it still didn't help me feel any better, and the coward's path had been instilled within me. This week would make or break my entire life . . . . Okay I'd admit it for what could be said. I did have a tendency to be just a little melodramatic with such statements, but they couldn't be further from the truth, or at least its the way my mind worked at times. That's where my stress came from, but could I handle all this? It seemed too much to deal with. An integral part of my lifestyle has been occupied by hefty amounts of masturbation as a result; a great reliance placed upon the private act and something to ornament dependency. I knew it was never the permanent fix, but for now and in all those past moments of self-indulgence it was the miracle cure I craved to help me escape.

Sitting cross legged, I let my back lazily recline into the wooden chair till it was met with cosy welcome. Pushing those modern trend frames I'd acquired at bargain value back up the ridge of my nose, my head rolled back, seeming to be the likes of a toppling domino to take me on my journey. I hit an interlude and it was there I lost my mind as it set the motion of blurred thoughts, which surfaced abruptly and left my vacant form to stare emptily at the creams in which I cast my vision. A positive mind was what I needed, but rather a continuity of visualized fear became my foreground. Clacking of chalk to the blackened board continuously bounced off the walls of the quiet classroom calling for my attention to absorb the penultimate of information before it may be too late, but I was way too distracted with 'what if' scenarios of failing my dream. Avast! There it was again and on cue, my bodily on defense against the darkness to clash and conflict against the stress, and here it started with the familiar wetting between my legs to overcome the negative obscurity. This abundant sensation was no estranged beast but a lustful longing I knew very well.

I gave into my exploration of erotic images, a pondering that was well steered towards empowering the deepest descent of my womanly need. My neglected nether region burned and urged to be touched. Was I becoming so perverse I would become a little nimpho, or had I already become one? The masturbation cycles had increased to three times a day to the point it would even occur on campus. They broke their way as pins would puncture tires by occupying my lunch breaks where I'd lock myself in shame into the ladies cubicles that caged my activities. For what could be said, it was seriously getting out of hand.

My forbidden thoughts began to take their toll as the lecturing and writing faded into the far distance. I'd begun to get entangled within those taboo impulses. How delicious the sensations they gave were, only I knew. I failed to ignore the wetting need between my legs. The broad fantasies played like a cinema into the ceiling, seeing myself as if I was naked sitting upon the cedar desk of my lecturer, spread legs like a Staraptor's wings during a hunt for all to see the engorged pinkness of my beak being stroked by me and fulfilling my appetite. My hungry nether predator having its mouth open for all my peers to see it drooling with anticipation- What the hell was I thinking!?

"Pst! Zara?" The familiar voice caught my attention to claim me from those rousing thoughts of mine. I had been snared fairly good by them. Instinct drove me to cross my legs and clamp tightly tensing to gently squeeze the cottony fabric that hugged tightly over my wet slit and swelled nub. I'd admit it was pretty engorged from the thoughts. My small action gave a mild secluded pleasure which should satisfy my needs for some- only a few seconds!? Damn! Had I entered an undignified pant? My head lazily rolled to the voice that called me.

"What is it, Jay?" Carefully I seemingly searched the hazel eyes of the broadened athlete sitting adjacent from me for any signs that he picked up I was desperately horny and close to dripping on the linoleum, but I thankfully found no evidence to convict me with such regards, therefore granting me a subtle sigh of relief. This was just plainly stupid, pure paranoia. No one had the capacity to be the reader of minds par-say but those select few Pokemon of a special quality.

"Heh, you alright, cutie?" he smirked, intently focusing more on my features, "You seem to be breathing pretty heavy there."

Fuck, spoke too soon!

"Yeah I'm fine, thanks." His wide smile showed his pearly whites; no way could he figure that I was lying. Most girls were 'gaga' over the pretty boy, but it eluded me why. Beyond his butchness and those skin tight tops he swaggered around in to show off his physique, he definitely was not my type at all being a meat head and fairly flirtatious to boot. It was beyond him to hold any form of intellectual engagement for too long past enquiring how his day was. Okay, that was a bit too much. Was it my bitterness right now from pressures academically and now sexually that deduced this conclusion of him?

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't stupid, so let me correct myself and say he's just so self absorbed at most times where even the most indulging conversations usually tend to drift off and center all on him as the focus; his world revolved only around him.

"Well, I'm'a walk home, wanna tag?" he added making his pectorals dance once per side. It didn't appeal to me, for my taste in men favoured that of my professors and lecturers, words to intellectually seduce me. Oh yes, mmm, to give me a good lashing across my naked ass from my naughty misbehaviour or maybe and accidental stray across my more intimate.... Fuck! I almost strayed again, focus Zara focus. Pain is bad, do I want to hurt myself or something? The things I've seen.... That 'recreational activity' it's....

Wrong.

"Sure," I replied not giving a second whim as the answer was obvious; I always say yes! He should know by now and he needn't ask of such trivial things. He practically lived next door and for the difference it made was naught, having walked me home every day for the last year or so. At least one of his politer mannerisms was to ask though rather than to be the intruder to a host that deemed him unwelcome company. Then again, based off his bragging any host would readily welcome him in with open arms, the life of the party he was. But it still gave him some merit over his other loathsome cons which he possessed as well as that 'recreational thing' I'd rather not think of.

It was hard for me to seek out the words to talk to him at the best of times with that previously mentioned 'recreational thing' in mind. Curiosity of the many that didn't know would ask what it was, but let's just say it's a thing he did which was like a broom that brushed forward feelings of wanting detachment from company if anyone else were to find out. If I was asked for an opinion then let it be said it was something that disgusted me, and a vile act I banished quickly to the dark recesses of my mind in revolt for now.

Along with mine, his academic semester was nearing the end as well but he didn't seem to give it much thought. Although we both studied for different majors, Pokemon Lifestyles was a common denote where most subjects converged so it was required by many majors. I for one didn't mind this side subject in the slightest. The small module gave those much desired brownie points towards my Associates Degree in Pokemon Linguistics. I'd say I was reasonable with my ability to understand the various Pokemon dialects through the pitch, lengths and the tones their sounds were held at, but that would be an understatement as I knew full well after an hour within their company in most cases was more than sufficient for me to grasp a key understanding of what was being spoken, and this was for nearly any Pokemon, barring a select handful. But being able to understand the dialect of many Pokemon is still not enough to graduate with that degree and transfer to my dream university; once again where the stress builds from.

-o-O-o-

The progression of time had alas brought this class to a bitter end, and shortly after I had found myself once more on the common path of greyed tarmac that I, Jay, and of course his own "personally beloved" Pokemon shared home, having released her from the stuffy confines of her ball at last. The petroleum stench of the busy high streets fumigated the chaotic after hours as the courtship of citizens concluded their daily roles within their jobs, and it was the same for us. Strapped with an assortment of books and notes to my back I yearned for nothing more than to lock my wary soul away in the relieving confines which I'd made my home.

"Zara?" Once more in the same fashion he had gained my attention, and it was becoming a force of habit for me to drift away.

"What's up?" I answered with a casual undertone, staring as Elsa caught my eye at the same time. Elsa, I had forgotten about her along the way, Jay's sweet Lilligant who accompanied and skipped along between us. For some reason throughout past walks I'd gained a special affinity towards her; a nurturing feeling would best describe it, I guess.

"You've not said a word, babe, somethin' up?" As he inquired, Elsa peered up at me as well with curiosity swaying her little crown-like head feature.

"Same thing that should be on your mind, with two days left and all..." Elsa reached, taking my hand into her leaf like appendage appearing like a young little girl strolling with her parents as her size fell just under the height of Jay's chest. She had made this holding of hands a common trend with these small walks, and I'd grown rather fond of these little affections.

"Tch, what, the exam?" he asked, a little stumped as if it was that much of a taxing job.

"Yeah, I'm pretty nervous." I felt a firm squeeze around my hand as Elsa gave that hospitable gesture of re-assurance that was backed by a smile over her porcelain visage.

"What, don't be!" he boomed with that ever so common grin of his, "You're just way too uptight on it. You got it down and speak to Pokemon as easily as people. That handy gift alone should be enough to get you through the exams!"

"That's nowhere near what I need to pass though," I retorted, almost a little bitter as he boasted and acted like the exams were going to be nothing but a stroll in the park.

"You know, your goals way too high, cute stuff. I think you should get a Pokemon, you know, just as a pet. They help a lot by taking some load off your shoulders. You're like the only person I know that doesn't have one."

I stayed quiet giving a mere shrug in response as though the answer was unbeknown. However it faced me as clear as daylight. I barely had enough money to keep the track pace with my studies, paying my rent, and as far as owning a Pokemon within this formula, it wasn't like I didn't dream of having my very own. It would only suffer unduly due to being unable to tend to its basic needs like food.

He continued but on to a different topic, "Eh, just a thought. But anyway, with the big final game of the college season tomorrow, and me as the star linebacker, WOOT! I'm all fired up! They call me the 'impenetrable wall' for a reason. Everyone knows I'm great at what I do, and I'm ripped up like a wild Pokemon out there on the field," he flexed, "People want what I've got, and some want to be me because I've got class, I mean even you see this . . ."

Here we go, he's derailed off subject as usual, and this is where this rogue train spoke about his plights and how amazing he was, and how loved he was, and how he will accomplish all his dreams. If he was such a loved person, then why wasn't he walking with his large band of friends to some party? Was his priority set to that distasteful 'recreational thing' before his friends? Was this me giving into some petty jealousy or was he really so self absorbed in himself? Maybe it's a little of both.

Jay didn't get it at all, the luxuries of personal sponsors that loomed around him was not an asset which I had the privilege to acquire, nor the private resits which would be available should he need. For me this opportunity was now or never, and my remaining funds for the year glared at me with no leeway for resits; to put it simply it was a one shot deal. I had let him ramble on those day dreams as we walked while my attention was drawn down by the pleasantries of his little Pokemon.

"'Zara-zorua-reading-powah'," Elsa playfully called out causing me to stifle a small giggle from her playful remark, "You worry way too much ya know. You can read and totally recite books word for word like it's imprinted in your super brain! You even understand every last small little itty-bitty word I say, unlike my unobservant master here!"

"But I just wish I can rest easy for just one day, one day! Jay's well off on his loud words, just look at him. He still hasn't noticed we've been talking." I sighed listening back to him a moment hearing those words, would my ears bleed if I listened too long to him?

"I got this going on, and everyone loves me, and I'm the greatest, and"- blah-blah-blah were the insignificant phrases in the background that I placed in his mouth as I smiled back at Elsa.

"Good point, smarty panties, but that's why I'm here to lend you the ear since it looks like he misplaced his somewhere." She skipped in a hysterical fashion leaving the large leaf that hung from her back like a cape to flutter now and then. To what childlike imitation she tried to render had failed to come to me, but a giggle it did inspire none the less.

"Well, at least you're always caring I guess. I can only wish of getting a Pokemon like you."

"Aww, thanks," she blushed in response with an innocent looking wink. Sometimes this giant lily looking Pokemon was so adorable I could jump on her and squeeze her in a bear hug as an action I commit to every now and then.

"But, how do you put up with him?" Need I dare ask that question, if their nights' activities were not incriminating enough?

"He's got a big head, yeah, but I have ways to keep him in check, and even on a leash." An almost sinister smile broke her innocent expression for a brief moment, but as quickly as it came all signs of it were lost in an instant of its emergence. I avoided further questioning, unable to deal with her confessing any of what I already knew.

"Has he...." I hesitated a moment, "Hurt you ever? You know, like abused you for doing something wrong in any way and you tried to protest?"

A hysterical laugh broke out from her, was I really that funny or was I oblivious to its true nature?

"Oh Zara, Zara, Zoroarakoo," she pronounced as she shook her head, "If you only knew. No, he has never abused me." I was pleased to hear this, and she seemed to be too energetic to have ever been a victim of sexual abuse. Whatever her and Jay did privately was probably, and as horrid as it sounded, consensual as the fact established itself.

It wasn't long till we reached the sanctuary of our humble abodes where they stood side by side as two grand plazas; maybe an exaggeration from me but it was home. There, and only there, I now wished to take the edge off these exams by granting the long awaited tension between my legs the elevation which only the bliss of an orgasmic ascension could bestow upon me.

Jay all the while had been talking about himself the entire time and I had finally switched off the sound of his voice somewhere near the start of it. For the most part of it that I somehow grasped, he spoke about his physique being in exceptional condition from his strenuous work out regime, and something about how great he will do in the world after finishing studies. I looked at him presenting a false smile and nod to let him know I acknowledged everything he said even though it was passive. Jay spoke out his request to me and it landed on deaf ears.

"Well then, you're happy about it?" Having pretended I listened but being suddenly put on a spot I didn't want to be embarrassed or be caught being ignorant so I spurted out an answer without a second thought.

"Yes, that's all good to hear Jay, and yes I'm happy, but I got to hit the books before bed."

"Cool, thanks for doing me this favor! You're so awesome Zara, the coolest most sophisticated and most cutest girl in the world ever, thank you!" He embraced me quickly pulling me to his hard chest almost draining the air from my lungs before he finished. "I'm'a leave Elsa with you after class then."

Finally releasing me from his dastardly grasp he had me gasp for air. His Pokemon gave me an adoring look that made her amber eyes sparkle amidst the orange glow of the dying sun as she broke the embrace of our hands and took her masters side.

"Huh?" I felt dumbfound, but from what I could deduce, my foot had been well placed in this disagreeable position. I'd just bought myself a ticket to babysitting his Lilligant, although a delight; nevermore shall I be this vacant within his company, even if it was boring I'd have to sacrifice a tentative ear in his babble from now on... For all I knew, I could've easily signed up for a date in hell with him, or worse, casual sex, all of which I would pass up given his track record for the notches on his belt that preceded his reputation. His Lilligant smiled deviously for some reason before gifting her farewell words to me.

"Tomorrow we're gonna have soooo much fun and enjoy our time together, and we'll have even more of the enjoyment you desperately need! And maybe, just maybe you'll see the funniest side of me," her statement was followed by her eyes narrowing almost like she was implying a surprise in her agenda, "You know what I'm talking about." Then my eyes grew wider; did she know that I knew about her acts with Jay? It can't be right. With my habit of misinterpreting I had no option but to let it slide.

With a final casual wave we all parted company. I pushed forward the meshed steel gate that squeaked with the lack of maintenance that a couple of drops of hinge oil could easily fix. I had always meant to get around to this menial task, forever on that do later list though since my schooling was of higher priority. I walked along the beaten cobbled path a few steps before unlocking my door to my inner sanctum. Entering, I encountered the peace. For the crap heap it was to others, with its cracked walls, and torn carpets it still was a shrine solely unto myself, my home. Slipping out of my shoes gave pleasure once the bare fabrics of my carpet rose around my naked toes.

-o-O-o-

A few bats of an eye, and moments passed since I'd gotten home. I wandered in my self proclaimed statement; ah, this was worth mentioning, nothing felt as good as a stomach delightfully content. Having taken some time to enjoy the simpler necessities that life offered, the evening meal was greatly appreciated.

As would be expected of someone like me, my diet consisted around my figure. It's not hard to see I adored consuming fruits and as every frivolous young woman my age, nineteen to be exact, it was a given that I was very self conscience about my petite little waist line gaining the odd pound or two. I strolled light footed with the accompanying sound of my pattering feet to fill the spiralling stairwell, and off I was to my bedroom for the long hours of texts to hold me firm in its company as a devoted lover would.

The familiar room came into the presence of my sight with the flicking of the light switch and maybe an underlying wish from my room to return a welcoming smile if it was animate. I felt the serenity of finally being here as I made my way to the desk that had been devoid of my companionship since the late hours of yesterday. Letting go of that moment of peace, I let my ruck sack slide down my dainty arms and took a second to look upon the young woman standing to my left adorning classy dark frames, with purple tinted lenses.

"Hey, four eyes, what you staring at?" I said pouting a little to have her pout back.

Such a tight white vest which complemented those sand yellow shorts. As she presented herself to me in perfect symmetry, I looked at the brunette with long brown wavy hair, sticking out my tongue to see the reflection cast the same rude gesture back in brief amusement. I reached with a minute gesture to the side cabinet to wisp the crude contraption into my rasping fingers, one that was used for measurements.

A great reach of my stretching arm over my head extended to cling to the fabrics of my soft cotton vest to briskly unveil the light golden skin of my exposed flesh, save for that white, comfy sports bra. With that thought cast aside, my eager fingers continued their examination with a quick wrap of the tape to sit around my waist.

Before the mirror, I stood semi nude. "Twenty three inches! Phew!" I breathed appeased knowing I still kept my desired physique. I guess I loved the contours that defined me with my hour glass shape, sometimes while alone and lonely in this room I wished for nothing more than this feminine shape to be taken by a partner which I lacked, and roughly I should add day dreaming again huh? With a quick flick of the button that followed, I let the tape catapult back to its plastic enclosure. I remained before my better half a moment longer to wince upon her for a better understanding of any further faults that I could pursue in future goals to correct. My eyes settled to one, and there was always that same one. Both my hands raised to cup my breasts in detest for their small, less appealing size. I hated the fact that I was only a mere B- cup, and it bothered me to no end.

I could always do something to assist the rest of my body but this was something that I had no control over, even having wasted my hard saved coin on stupid breast enlargement pills. The classic trap designed to target and scam, the vulnerable such as me. Guess no matter whom anyone is, everyone dislikes some part of themselves. Well, I guess we all have our insecurities in the end.

Time was not something to be wasted I may add, and definitely not something that could be revisited, and hence I should make shift to utilise the best of what I had. Now that I was home, far away from the pressures that exacted continuous strain on me, eventually I could let go as mastubation had been posted on the cards, but for now study took the greater precedence. Without further dwindling, I slipped out of my remaining attire to something of a more comforting nature, my super snugly pyjama set, all pink and white striped that comfortably draped around my limbs and still cutely snuggled against the curves of my rear. I could be a sap for them, and this little one I had worn so much that I've had to have them restitched on more than one occasion.

Trash? Hardly! But something old is not something wasted for we all have a comfort item as well, and shame on those that didn't as they didn't know the simple luxuries that basic items such as these brought. Yes, boring I guess, but worth it.

-o-O-o-

It didn't take long for me to settle into that cosy well cushioned chair near my desk that I'd propped up against the window when I orientated my bedroom many moons ago. Sometimes the view provided the relaxation and stimulant that an active mind needed. The pages started to turn and sentences were taken in, my pen roamed, circling and outlining, while my note sheet became filled with references and quotes. The hours crept past and my finger every now and then slid down to absently fondle my veil, pinching random fleshy bits though the fabric which itched for greater attention. I did this often and it wasn't premeditated. I just couldn't help it and only retracted back to my desk upon realization of its commencement. This continued till the darkness of twilight fell forward. Still focused with the task at hand, I reached for the lamp, flicking the switch, the words illuminated to its foreboding light.

Everything grinds to a halt over time, and with me, the pressure of the looming exam was doing the same thing once again. I needed to break away for half an hour maybe to myself, just so I may let the weary battery of my soul recharge enough to make the exception for me to go another round at those dastardly books and extracts. These days of studies are like a dulled blade and almost seemed as useless. I needed to take a break, just something to kill time but at the same time make me feel revitalized.

I would've thought nothing exciting would ever happen when moving here, but knowing the exploits of my neighbour's pet was something far more curious than watching the paint dry upon the local parish gates.

Tilting my head back I glanced out of my window through the netting, and into the distance of the large double window opposite mine, the window to Jay's house. My teeth gritted at that moment, my eyes narrowed from seeing him and his Lilligant in such an undignified way. It was that 'recreational activity' I spoke of. Though the cringe it brought forth was like a bitter taste, at the same time it always perked my interest whenever I found them like this. The outlines of their bodies were clear, and the activity itself was something which brought me much discomfort, but yet I looked on. Trying to find something incriminating towards the abuse was my excuse, and like passing by a horrible auto accident, I stared. But, this was like passing by the same exact auto accident; it's the same disgusting act, but if I looked away for mere moments I found myself peering back. Was this denial to my true colours? I would keep asking myself.

The Pokemon was less than half Jay's height, but she had him bent over the bed like a slave begging for mercy and with no remorse she raised a wooden paddle over his bare ass for him to see as she revelled in her joy. With swift momentum she brought that paddle down on his rear cheek. His body tensed as the impact came and at the same time he whimpered clenching the fabric of his bed sheets with both hands like he was facing some cruel punishment but had no saying. Without a given moment to recover the paddle came down once more. I couldn't hold in my gasp as I winced. Even from closed windows I still heard a firm smack while his head shot back up, and judging by the reddening ass cheeks she'd been at him awhile. His green Pokemon began to soothe his pink rump with her very tentative touch of her leafy tip. She continued in circular motions with loving attention to make sure he was fine before she continued. I didn't know how long they'd been at it as I'd only noticed, but despite it disturbing me, my eyes remained locked. I kept watching like a perverted peeping tom. Could my wetting be something other than revolt maybe?

The sounds were muffled mostly as his window was locked tight, but I continued hearing small cries that somehow broke past. This was not what I wanted to see, or, or.... was it? The revelation to my views will not come. With my heart and mind I chose to keep closed away, but was it divided between wanting this kind of unity myself or casting this vile act out of my mind and forcing my curtains closed to protect my eyes and mentality.

What I was about to do was my own secret to bare and keep safe. I'd already made the pact to myself to cast myself into that limbo where I knew nothing but the mindless pleasure the nights that my bedroom brought; the wonderful nights where I brought my tight little hole to the mercy of my fingers with the proffered technique I used and very rightly loved so much. No one to hurt me here. My attention all this while stayed locked to what was transpiring as I continued to invade their privacy with my prying eyes, intently watching the Lilligant urge Jay with a dominant posture of power her arm curling tightly over the handle of her tool as she pointed with her other arm to the bed, ordering him into the next position. Her mouth did not move once as she gave the order, her large smile remained with her governing eyes. Within seconds, Jay had readied himself upon his own bed, flat out on his back for whatever devilish deed she wished to act upon.

What was once a cute little, innocent Pokemon had crawled up like a predator to her needy human master, but who was the true master now? She seemed in full control of him. She had all three of her lower petals bent in a kneeling position between Jay's spread legs as he stared at her with an open-mouth smile. I watched her remove one of her cute tangerine petals from the matured crown-like blossom on her head and gently tie it around his ball sack to hold them out. The Pokemon, which fascinated me, stood upright with both appendages resting upon her green petal hips, as if she took a moment to marvel at her handy work. I was a little worried she was going to hurt him as some horrid punishment as all she has done was inflict pain, after all he was still my friend at the end of the day just as much as Elsa was.

I watched her branch forward. My eyes grew wider as I could make out fully what her paws were doing. Both were between his legs! The tips of her delicate arms moved to grasp and gently cup his balls within the curls of her leaves as if she was a fine artisan that was admiring what she had to work with before she began. She swayed them side to side, having them made to look cuter since she tied a bow knot around his testicles. Watching her do this had something stir between my own area and it wetted fast! Fuck, was I really getting horny from watching this vile act!? My forehead had grown damp. I felt hotter as warmth ran to my face and fluctuated around my bare, wet flesh, was I really blushing? Jay's dick was still in clear view as it erected from its semi sleep educed state till it stood tall. His erected pillar, deliciously tempting with that wide girth and vein... If I could, then maybe I would want to dare and savour such a big shaft within the warmth of my mouth, sucking and bobbing that fucking tool till it shot what massive load it offered. Damn, I didn't even care if it did belong to Jay at this point, I just wanted a cock for me to play with and stroke shamelessly.

Solid and standing on end, he must surely want what Elsa was going to give or he wouldn't be so hard, therefore I needn't worry about him. Why did he do such things every night? The damp patch couldn't be helped. It seemed as if my pussy was demonstrating the qualities of a leaky broken tap that needed to be tended to, and I intended to do just that, fix her fucking good.

The need to sexually interact, it couldn't be wrong.

My ever ready hand reached down, slowly sneaking under the elastic of my lower pyjamas. My digits wriggled over my tightness like some unkempt creepy crawly seeking food. Hunting lower my fingers like seekers dedicated to find the shores of my vulva that had slicked and washed over with the liquid erotica secreting from my lust. A soft moan escaped me from the tickling. My pussy was ablaze with the need to have the flames of passion extinguished. My fingers made contact with their goal igniting the fire higher feeling that ever so familiar pleasure surge just below my waist. Tracing the path of pleasure with the tips of my fingers, oh how it felt so good. My own touch felt so pleasant teasing the slick edges of my vaginal lips. Soon I became the horny fuck that needed to cum badly.

Looking back at the show that enticed me to begin with, I saw Elsa's appendages settle into a gentle patting of his balls as I watched those two squishy spheres move up and down as intently as she was while she knelt before his crotch probably feeling as horny, if not, more horny than I was. That's when I began wondering where her real flower was, the one that took Jay's seed during these acts. It was almost infectious watching her suddenly double her efforts picking up the rhythm beginning to bounce his sack faster before spanking them with more added enthusiasm in her work. Her slaps that came were not crazed but far more controlled, not at any considerable force but enough to ensure she delivered just enough pain for this bizarre pleasure. I could see the bliss on his face in return, he was really enjoying it. Her expression showing she liked doing what she was doing and picturing the area where her three lower petals met get wet with anticipation, it all excited me further. My own digits continued their tickle over and over as I tried to match the amount of pleasure Jay was feeling right now, never having inserted my fingers yet. My breaths became shallow leaving fog on my own window as I watched his orbs continue to jiggle up and down within her hold, it was so sexy I never considered mild pain to be so erotic. This was something new to invigorate my nether lips and spy upon.

Across the view, gapped mouthed, I saw him gasp, his chest heaved and mingled within that bitter sweet pain, and I could swear he was smiling somehow, puckered and scrunching his face now and then from the luscious domination the broad athlete submissively permitted. My face matched his at the moment as I continued to rub along the crevice of my vulva feeling myself leak more and more for want of release. Elsa's movements halted suddenly though as he gave her a playful saddened look, and I knew if I were him this pause would probably feel like an eternity for I continued my self-caressing. With the superior edge over him where her power reigned, a reaching long petal appendage of hers disappeared under her skirt-like lower petals, and…then I felt disappointed? To an extent I wanted to see the source of her concealed lust. Withdrawing and wetting that stray leafy palm, she presented it before his face like a holy offering for a taste of her special collected nectar.

Accommodating her request, he sat up like an obedient pup, but with legs still spanned wide. It seemed things were sizzling, but with my lack of morals at the heat of the moment I finally let go of any disdain I ever held for their act leaving me in a state where I only pretended it was me in Jay's position. Clearly they both were greatly enjoying each other's company. Jay's hands remained planted far behind while his hungry tongue lapped out of his mouth to lick her coated tip. His tongue trickled with her heated juices that covered it seeing the combined mixture glisten on her leafy paw from my view. Her other paw stroked the back of his head with care nurturing him in all this while he never stopped those kisses he placed with gentle suckles cleaning it for her. My pussy now yearned for the kind of loving attention Jay was giving. Hissing, I sunk the tip of my middle finger through my slit but quickly pulled back. I would not indulge until they did into each other's hold.

Removing his arms from the rear, he took a hold with both hands upon her own as if he were paying homage to it with blows from his lips to lace it. Her expression seemed pleased with his actions as she lowered her head to allow her graceful form to descend between his legs. His cock slowly etched out of sight, hidden along with those masculine thighs behind the draping petal on the side of her face where her ear belonged.

This act had become too hot for my eyes as I was driven into a new realm with the whole slave and master theme they'd adopted for the night. I withdrew my gaze as heat like a volcano ruptured through my face, flushing with embarrassment, but determined I forced my head to face them again. Still fixated on them I wanted more while my fingers found the core of my pleasure, the sweet nub that rolled between my index finger and thumb as I gasped with tension.

The concept of pain with pleasure riddled me as a wild Pokemon would evade capture. The answers remained uncaught much in this way, but to understand this I yearned to venture. Just stopping my activity, suddenly I feverishly pushed my pyjamas fully down, feeling them fall around my ankles. Kicking them under my desk I resumed where I left off.

This was the bliss of viewing live porn. I could make her my dream, my fantasy even if it was just for now, and maybe I'm not like everyone.

Is this wrong?

"No!" I cried, attempting to quell my wandering mind. I'm just an ordinary woman with masturbation experienced hands! Forging on I loved being this juicy.

My fingers had spread my vaginal lips as if begging to explore the depths of what pleasure it may give. Still trying to find the courage to conduct my private research upon this sexual pain I resisted to buy more time, but it didn't stop me from doing this. Without any hesitation I firmly plunged two fingers into my drooling passage with full force, moaning out to the sudden action. I tightly tensed up in response to the pressure, rolling my neck back from the great overwhelming feeling of a little bit of pain mixed with a lot of pleasure.

Slouching further, I cradled my hips upwards, drawing my knees in and placing both my feet upon the edges of my desk to add more room for deeper penetration. My double digits plunged back deeper into my heated depths and began to pace aggressively, re-entering my delirious pussy with frenzied motion; no thoughts of beginning slow or gentle.

I spread my legs further to give more access to my inner soft fleshy bits. Gritted teeth followed as I raised my non penetrating hand with a yearning open palm, hovering hesitantly over my clitoris just inches above, so I may control and make it soft. I didn't want to cause more than I could take, after all, it was pleasure. I closed my eyes to force down the experimental spank as it gave a small slapping sound to echo from delicate soft flesh. I couldn't help hold in the involuntary yelp that followed. The sensitive nub was left in a condition of throbbing in a pleasant stinging that came quickly along with another little squeal from me feeling the after taste slowly pulse through me to leave me shivering in a light layer of accumulated sweat. I quickly rubbed my poor engorged clitoris in quickened circles to sooth and masturbate it which had me back softly groaning in the familiar pleasure. I then quickly repeated what I just did, whimpering in bliss from the shock of pleasure. Looks like I found this as something I could become accustomed to. This was so different and still was good, so fucking good.

My eyes locked back to the Lilligant's head as I continued with myself. Watching her bob back and forth towards where her petal hands gripped, and even if his arched legs obstructed the view, it wasn't rocket science to see she was giving him the royal oral treatment. And further more she seemed very adept within the passionate act as her grip constantly twisted and swirled around his hidden shaft.

She stopped and pulled away where I grunted in pleasure from seeing the saliva string elongate between the tip of his heated rod and her panting mouth. Using all limbs she imitated a stalking presence, very beastly, as she aggressively gripped her way up to straddle his body like she finally became too horny to continued sucking him off. The adorable green Pokemon looked far from cute, a perverse demon was more of a rightful description, but one I wanted to make me quiver in its presence. She reached down to grasp his instrument of lust as her leaf skirt attire still hid her intimate area completely. She lowered her hips slowly, guiding his throbbing cock under her skirt as Jay smiled lying back. I had literally broken into a pouring sweat, panting heavily now as I masturbated faster with more frequency to my clitoral spanks. This wasn't enough though. Having seen Jay's dick and becoming blind by the fantasy about it screwing her tightness, I needed something. What I wanted was a more filling penetration so I could imagine him within me.

I watched her take his great length slowly, raising herself up and down his hidden pride. She seemed like a sexual deity of the night. Her large auburn eyes squinted as a blush grew below them while she sunk curling a smile towards Jay and stirring more want that needed to be filled within me.

I was much more in favour of enlisting the aid of a toy, and a particular one. My taste leaned towards the very toy that I'd used to break and stretch me from my younger years. Despite it being much thinner than Jay's cock, which I knew desired to screw me, it didn't take the special value away to still give me what I needed.

My hand fell to my side drawer, pulling it back with urgency as I threw out the papers and documents in an insane manner like my life depended on it. I was intoxicated, I knew I was addicted to masturbation, and I needed my fix now! I found it at the bottom as I whipped it into my hand. The small strap on which I'd hidden looked at me as if it was telling me it wanted to screw the living fuck out of me. Who the hell was I to deny, fuck me! I reached once more over my desk, accidentally knocking over the pencil pot, panting and gasping, to grab my stuffed Teddiursa, the cute little plush toy no bigger than a foot. I was fumbling a little to get it around the teddy, and strap it on I did! Desperately, I draped my legs over the arms of the chair, spreading my legs more with my juicing orifice anticipating hungrily. The tip lined up before I drove it in with little thought, throwing out a cry of bliss from the roughness and erotic pain it delivered, the ease of my lubricated pussy pushing and driving my hips upwards as I did.

My hips worked to grind the dildo deep into me, swaying my hip and feeling my ass continuously brush against my seat as I used both hands to force the stuffed toy to fuck me. I kept watching, seeing the Lilligant bounce up and down on Jays lap faster and faster, and I was not going to be left behind letting my moans grow into husky and filthy sounds. My orgasm slowly fermented away and accelerated to that big bang. I wanted my sex to cum so much now and force it to pop like a shaken champagne bottle. I watched Jay's head tilt back looking like he was about to hit that climax as well. My heart thundered away, I could feel it abusing my rib cage.

I was so uncaring with my pussy, giving my nether regions no mercy

"Yes, Mmmm!"

The juicy sloshing from my pussy climbed becoming further more sloppy, causing wet secretions to continuously drip down the crease of the ass wetting my ass hole before collecting beneath me in a small puddle. It's never juiced so much before. Was something wrong with my pussy? Oh Arceus, it's so fucking messy this time, but none of it mattered as I was almost there. My own eyes began to roll back into my head as my body shook and trembled to the pleasure. I kept bucking my hips upwards pounding the Teddiursa into my cunt as fast as I could humanly fuck myself. Suddenly my lower area tensed more violently than I've ever felt before, but I couldn't stop. My arms burned as I pumped the dildo harder through me before I couldn't stand the intensity of the pleasure any more. I screamed aloud,

"AAAaahhh!" I screamed more and more as I kept grinding!

The orgasm blew up like an explosion between my legs. The sudden clenching of my vaginal walls making it a tiny bit painful to keep pumping into myself so intensely as the heavy contraction struck my sweet delicacy; yummy, just so fucking yummy it was. Pulsating, my vaginal lips involuntarily flexed hard like little heart beats as I held my sweet teddy lodged within me, wrapping my legs around it to cuddle and hold it within me to feel the warmness of embrace while I gasped for air.

I laid there for a while till I could catch that much needed second wind to get up, my ass felt so wet underneath. The requirement for a shower needed to be met after sweating, and my chair definitely needed to be cleaned as my juices drowned around the indent where I sat. I slowly withdrew the lodged dildo out splashing more out of me and across my desk creating more of a mess. I giggled as it tickled more than pleasured as I always became very sensitive after orgasms. I brought my cute teddy into the clutches of my arms, snuggling it as Jay was in pretty much the same state with his Elsa, the two of them now out cold.

I unhooked my legs, standing up on those two weakened columns of support, as if their structure had been deteriorated. They'd become such unreliable limbs and quivered with weakness, forcing me to resort to having something more reliable to keep me upright; my wall to stave my path. I may be granted just enough of my strength to take the opportunity to acquire a towel to dry my well used region before the realm of dreams claimed me in the most welcome sleep.

Chapter End Notes:

ZOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooom! That was nothing! Things are far hotter in the next chapter! Zara is going to get some up and personal one on one time with the Lilligant. Lets just say it isn't quite the lesbian affair as Zara is in for a shock.

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