Cops And Robbers
Cops And Robbers
By: Rakuen Growlithe
Disclaimer: Pokemon is owned by Nintendo, this story is owned by me.
AN: Requested by Shadowmew. Thank you to Keita for betaing. Would have been up sooner but a combination of Keita's computer breaking down and power-failures delayed it by a week or so.
"We'll catch up," you say, "I just need to untie Mew."
Our friends nod and turn around, walking back to class as the metallic ringing of the school bell finally fades away, signalling the end of break.
You turn to me and giggle, "Aren't you the cutest like that?"
I frown, squirming in the bonds that you've put me in, "Just get me untied. I don't want to be late for class."
"Aww, don't want to tarnish your attendance record?" you mock.
"That's not it," I reply, pouting up at you, "But we do have a test coming up and when you don't go to class they have a habit of becoming harder."
"Oh come on, one bad test won't ruin your record," you say, peeping from behind the tuckshop before turning back to me, "And besides everyone's already back. If we go now you'll get into trouble for being late, but, if we wait, we can skip this period, probably not be noticed, and just rejoin everyone next period."
I grumble irritably at your idea of what to do but know that it's the best chance at avoiding trouble.
"Well you can at least untie," I say, squirming on the ground rope binding my limbs together, "I'm getting uncomfortable."
"Nope," you smirk, "You're a bad robber. They don't get privileges."
"The games over; everyone's gone."
"We're still here," you state, turning around and fiddling in your bag.
When you turn around you have a piece of cloth hanging between your two paws. I cock my head to the side, mewing as you spring forward and force it into my small mouth and tie the ends together behind my head.
"And bad robbers get gagged," you laugh.
I struggle helplessly, moaning through the gag but it muffles my protests and you never hear the insults I fling your way.
For a while you ignore my mumbling, just sitting on a plastic crate and watching me through your brown eyes. Even though you're playing this mean trick on me I can't help but think you're cute. And your physical abilities certainly make you desirable, not that I'd actually tell you. I think you're quite arrogant enough from being on all the first teams, also not something I'd tell you as it'd kill my chances of ever getting into bed with you. Oh yes, I like you. And at next weeks sleepover I am sure I'll manage to get with you; if not all the way at least a bit of making out.
The thought of making out with you starts to arouse me. I've never done it but I'm sure you'll make it all worthwhile. I squirm a bit as my virgin pussy begins to get a bit moist and I curse the fact that pokemon don't wear clothes. I roll onto my side to keep you from seeing my fur growing damp. Unfortunately with my arms behind my back this is a rather unstable position and I can't stop myself from rolling further and winding up on my belly with my rear staring up at the world. I groan again, being in a worse position now with the cool grass tickling my pussy lips and I'm sure you're going to notice something is up.
"What are you doing?" I hear you ask from beyond my sight.
You kneel down next to me and my nose detects a faint, heavy smell from where you are. I turn my head and meep. Apart from the fact that I'm now staring straight at your crotch, I can see pink flesh in the blue pubic fur, the head of your penis. I turn away quickly, my heart racing and my cheeks burning in embarrassment.
You giggle as I look away and stroke my head, your strong paw running down my back and then groping my pink, fuzzy butt.
"You like?" you ask, rolling me onto my front and straddling my chest.
I glance around nervously. My head is pinned between your knees and I'm looking up past your groin to your grinning face. I do like the position, but then again I'm scared too. I wasn't ready for this and I'm still tied up and unsure of what you're doing. And that's not even mentioning the fact that we're still out on the school playground!
You reach down and remove the gag from my mouth, "You like being tied down like this don't you?"
"I do not!" I protest, not totally believing myself though as I can feel a large bead of my juice slipping off of my lips and running down the inside of my thigh.
You reach back, tracing a finger between my swollen cunt lips, holding it in front of me and showing me how it glistens with my eager juices which you gleefully lick off, "Yes you do."
I frown, "A bit... but this isn't the right place."
You jump up and look out from behind the tuckshop, which is situated on the edge of the school, right against the wall.
"There's no one around," you declare upon your return, "And no one can see us here."
You reach down and give me a gentle kiss, "So what do you say?"
I purr and my tail tip flicks erratically as I feel your sweet lips on my own, erasing my will, "Okay."
You give a broad smile and I watch as your paw travels over to the pink of your emerging cock and wraps around it, slowly squeezing and rubbing against it. I stare, entranced, with my tongue hanging out as it begins to swell and grow to its full length. My body feels like it is burning up and watching you paw off above me is making my body ache to be filled by you.
Completely by its own will, my tail glides up to you and gently pushes your paw aside and begins to slither around your member just like an ekans climbing its way up a tree. You lean back, your eyes shut with bliss, as my tail squeezes tightly over your cock then pulls a new coil up and slithers around you again until your entire rod is wrapped in a pink, fuzzy cocoon with only the head poking out and drooling in anticipation.
"Oh yeah!" You groan loudly, "That's good!"
My purrs become louder and I make my tail start to gently contract and relax around you, beginning to milk your dick. As I go your clear pre oozes out in ever increasing amounts, running over my tail and soon starting to drip onto the grass. I give a small whine as I watch the waste, taking a moment to squirm so that my mouth is positioned under your pleasure-rod to catch its offering.
My movements distract you a bit and you look down, breathing harder and faster than usual.
"You like that taste?" you ask with a grin.
I nod, flinching as a drop of pre almost lands in my eye and I stretch my tongue up to get it.
"Well in that case..."
You reach down, unwind and remove my tail from your cock, kneel down over my chest, hold the back of my head with your paws and lift it up onto your cock. My eyes go wide as you gently ease your dick into my mouth, filling it with your salty taste. I try to jerk back in surprise at first but your paws hold my head still, your strange, but not unpleasant, taste diffusing throughout my maw.
"Good girl," you say, the words accompanied by a giggle, "Just suck it all out."
I mew my assent out around your dick, sealing my lips around the base.
I soon get used to having your rod in my mouth and begin to suckle upon it. My cheeks pull in, massaging the flesh as my head bobs up and down. My tongue curls around and laps over the tip, tasting your pre as it trickles out into my mouth from where I quickly gulp it down.
You murr loudly as you feel my mouth pleasuring you and you walk your fingers down my body till they disappear between my legs, resting on my warm, moist muff. Gently you slide two of your fingers into the virgin hole, wriggling them inside and coating them with my clear fluids.
As your fingers slide into my body I purr louder, my tail lashing back and forth with pleasure. As you move your fingers they move past each other, stretching me further at that point. The touching makes my cunt leak more until my groin fur is slicked down flat you easily slip a third finger into my vaginal canal. You rub around until you find my clitoris then remove all but one finger and begin to aggressively rub my clit.
I thrash and squeal into your cock as a rush of intense pleasure rushes through my body. I pant heavily and mew as my arms ache to be untied. My tail slaps the ground as it flicks from side to side, thumping against the grass. It feels as though something is growing inside of me, straining to burst free as you encourage it, building up the intensity to breaking point. I clench my eyes tightly, tears trickling out as it almost feels like pain.
Just when it feels like I can't hold on any longer you slow down but keep your finger just brushing over my pussy lips, not letting them relax.
"Don't stop sucking," you scold, "Otherwise I'll keep you like this."
I whine, beginning to suck again and finding it the only way to give my body an outlet to the energy build up inside. I start to suck harder and harder on your cock. Your finger and dick becoming the only things that matter to me. The one giving me more stimulation than my young body can handle and the other providing me with an outlet to my body's need.
I hear your gasps increasing in volume and your finger starts to shake and tremble inside me. I don't realise what it means until my next gulp of you pre triggers your orgasm. You bark up to the sky, pulling me higher on your cock and clenching your paw over my muff. My eyes fly open as your cock is forced into my throat and erupts, shooting out large amounts of thick cum. I swallow as fast as I can, coughing as I struggling to deal with the sheer amount, my throat burning with the strong aftertaste and my stomach feeling surprisingly full.
You groan and fall to the side, lying satisfied next to me, your wet dick pointing up at the sky and gleaming in the sunlight. I roll onto my side, spitting out some cum onto the grass as I try to clear my throat of the thick liquid. I wait a few moments for you to get back to me, my aching slit nearly driving me crazy, but you just lie there panting steadily. Crawling like a worm I climb on top of you, ready to take your cock myself but you flip me back onto my back.
"Oh no you don't," you chuckle.
"Please," I whine, "I need it."
"But not like that. I don't need you getting pregnant."
My small, triangular ears dip slightly in disappointment.
"Don't look like that," you say comfortingly, "You'll still get my cock in you, just wait a bit."
Holding my bound ankles in your paws, you spread my knees and lower your muzzle to my sex. Soon I am rewarded for my sucking as your smooth tongue dips into my muff and you begin to lap up my juices. I writhe and moan as the sound of your slurping reaches my ears and I feel every movement of your long, smooth tongue. My inner walls twitch and contract over your tongue, enhancing the sensations as you push past the sensitive fleshy barrier and curl your tongue up before drawing it out. As you extract it you rub it over my clit, reigniting the fire in my body, causing me to gasp loudly.
My mind screams with desire, wanting to be free of the ropes, to wrap my arms around your strong body, to feel, once again, your lips on my mouth. I want to stroke your tear-drop, black ears and turn our bodies into a purple blur of passion. As my mind fills with images of us you press your tongue strongly into my cunt and draw it out, pulling my orgasm to the surface with it.
I scream out in pure pleasure as my first orgasm ever blasts through my body. I curl slightly as every muscle contracts and spasms, my cunt grabbing your tongue and not letting go. You close your eyes just in time as my pussy juice sprays out over your face, your tongue being thoroughly soaked in my sweet, scented fluids. Once my orgasm passes, I collapse on the grass, my body feeling weak and completely drained but inside my mind there is a strong, pleasurable buzz that I hope never fades away.
You then gently roll me over and bend my legs tightly behind my back, loosening their rope a bit so that you can bind my legs and arms together. I groan a little as you stretch my small body and hogtie it in the reverse direction that I would curl up in. My thighs and shoulder burn as they tug against each other and I shake off enough of my previous euphoria to turn to complain. You were waiting for me however and you quickly stifle me by retying the cloth around my face, passing through my mouth. Gagged again I only mumble and squirm at your mercy.
"Now you just stay there like a good girl," you instruct me, "I'll be right back."
I meep and squeal loudly in protest but you only give me a light slap on my exposed rear and run off. I whimper as I watch your blue tail vanish as you run around the corner and begin to sob.
I feel so dirty, lying tied up behind the school tuckshop. The taste of your cum is still strong in my mouth and I can feel my tears running down my cheek and my cunt's sap down my legs. If only I could control my psychic powers I would be free and report you. But I can't... I sniff loudly, hoping to never see you and wishing you'll return for me when a new sound registers; footsteps... and voices, both coming closer.
I freeze trying to remain as quiet as possible. There's nowhere for me to hide nor any way to hide with my limbs bound behind me. I struggle to escape the rope but it sounds deafening to my panicked ears and I stop almost immediately.
"Come on, man," says a voice, "No one will find us here."
An orange, scaled foot comes around the corner and my heart rate almost doubles with fear. As he walks he turns to face the other way, though, and then stops. I watch the charmander from behind with wide eyes. All he has to do is look around and he'll see me. I gulp, my eyes watching him closely, drawn to the flickering of his tail flame and its reflection in the broken lightbulb clasped in his claws.
"You sure. What if the tuckshop gets a delivery?" inquires a second, more nervous, voice.
"You chickening out on me?" demands the charmander, "This place is safe."
"I d-dunno..." replies the trembling voice.
I hear the charmander growl and watch him thrash his tail irritably. Just then, however, I hear the voice of our principal.
"What you two doing over there?"
"N-nothing, Sir," answers the charmander, tossing the lightbulb and a plastic packet behind him.
I meep as it hits my nose, flattening my ears immediately after, hoping he didn't hear. I'm in luck.
"Well come away from there. You should be in class."
"Yes, Sir," agreed the charmander, his friend opting for the silent response, "We were just on our way. Just thought we saw a pidgey crash but it turns out it was only a pine cone."
Without looking back the charmander leaves, hopefully accompanied by whoever else was there.
"Sorry I took so long," you apologise as you get back, "Was a bit of teacher trouble... You crying?"
You put down the small table you were carrying and kneel down next to me.
"What's wrong?" you ask as you ungag me.
"I th-thought you weren't coming back," I whimper, "You just left me... I was scared! And then some guys almost came here and they would have found me like this! I don't want that..."
"Aww, I wouldn't leave you," you promise, reaching down and easily lifting me up with one paw and hugging me gently, "I just needed to get something. But if you want to stop it's okay."
You give my cheek a soft kiss, your eyes full of compassion. I contemplate stopping, trying to recall the anger and fear I felt earlier but finding it impossible while I'm in your arms.
"I don't want to stop," I say.
You place me on my belly on the waist-high table and pat my head.
"Good girl," you say, "Now we got to be fairly quick. The next class is soon."
As I lie there, beginning to purr again, you rub your cock until it's hard once more and rub it softly over my wet pussy. I moan softly as you press your meat in my greedy lips, slickening it with my nectar. Once you decide you're well lubed with my clear juice you straighten me on the table and stand behind me, touching your penis to the pink, fleshy star of my anus.
"This will be a bit tough but it'll get better. Don't worry," you say encouragingly, "And I know you want my cock. Don't you my cute little mew girl?"
I blush and nod even though inside I'm a bit apprehensive about taking it in the ass but I don't want to stop you. I want you inside of me and if this is how you want to do it then it is how I want it done too.
Your paws slip past the knot of my limbs and start to rub my sore shoulders, making me moan softly and relax. You keep it up, mumbling encouragement to me as you slowly push your dick forward. I feel the pressure building on my tail hole until your cockhead finally gets enough pressure and pushes the flesh to the side and pops into me. I yip as the head spreads my tail hole over something for the first time and you pause, still massaging my back and whispering to me.
It takes a while for the burning to cease and once it does I tell you and you start to push again, watching as your cock sinks deeper between my pink, taunt, arse cheeks.
"Ooh, yeah. That's good and tight," you groan.
I breathe heavily, my rear stinging as your entire, large cock is finally planted in its depths. Thanks to my juices your dick slides in fairly easily and my juice soothes my tight walls that grip every portion of your cock as though they were made to fit together.
"You're so tight and warm," you murr, leaning down and nibbling at my paws.
I giggle and squirm as I feel your teeth lightly on my fingers and your tongue lapping over my palms, "Thanks."
You kiss my paws before drawing back, leaving my stretched rear feeling empty and cold without your dick, and then thrust in forward, causing me to grunt as I feel your cock push up my anus again. Gradually you begin to thrust harder and faster and I feel as your cock begins to spurt out its tasty precum into my rectum.
My purrs accompany and complement your yips of delight as you buck into my body. My pussy begins to leak again from the lovely feeling of your penetration and I feel my juices smear over the table and my belly as each of your pumps slides me along its surface. I can tell that you're close as you lean over my prone form and your hot breath tickles my ears. I clench my butt tightly for you, squeezing your dick and driving you over the edge. You howl up to the sky for the second time this period and I feel your cock jumping inside me just before my rear is flooded with your seed.
I mew and flinch as you pull out with a pop and sit panting on the grass behind me.
"Th..thanks," you say, "Heh, soon I won't be able to fit this in between classes. Gonna have to get some more soon."
"What you mean?" I ask, trying to look back but not succeeding.
You giggle, "Don't worry."
Just then the bell rings.
I meep, "Quick! We've got to go."
You jump up and fumble behind my back. I feel the ropes fall free and groan as I move my stiff arms.
"Owww, that hurts."
"Here, clean up," you say, tossing me a cloth you've just finished using to clean your crotch.
I grab it and wipe my pussy and ass as you rub my body with your strong paws, helping to ease the stiffness.
"Done. Let's go," I say as I run to class, you following close behind me.
I join the line behind my friend Pikachu, panting a bit.
"Hey, where've you been?" she asks.
"Um... I had to do something. One of the teachers called me," I lie.
"Oh," she says, then points down, "There's something dripping down your legs."
The End