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Lobellia
Burgunvale Village didn’t have very much to it. It was a remote location, barely a footnote on many maps and even less so to Pokemon trainers and adventurers. Only Rangers had any real reason to explore the wilderness around the low valley, and that was it. There was no distinguishing feature to the flat plains nor the sloping ridges, and the only civilization in sight was several square kilometers of farmland. Save for the village at its heart - and barely even that - it had little going for it. It was only known at all because the farms shipped produce to and from other Towns and Villages, and nothing else besides.
Some people liked that quiet, remote life, but most of the children of the Village hadn’t. Teak and her friends had always wanted to get out of the place and see the land, as many youngsters often did in the Pokemon world. And yet, at the tender age of ten, Teak was the only one of her three friends that had been able to leave. Lobellia was kept behind to help take care of her sickly grandparents, despite her young years; Perenne had obligations to the family farm, as the only child despite numerous attempts otherwise, and therefore the sole inheritor to the property; Galena, instead, at the insistence of her parents, who wanted to save her from failure.
None left. Teak’s parents didn’t want her to leave, either. She was a slight, slender girl, barely a slip of a thing, almost waifish; her black hair lank, her eyesight bad enough that she needed thick glasses that couldn’t be readily obtained in the remote area. She was hardly the person anyone expected to go out on a Pokemon journey in a world full of danger, risk, and mystery - most didn’t make it. Most didn’t even make it to the nearest Pokemon Lab. Many ended up in crime, joining some Team or Gang or other. Few returned home.
Teak left, regardless. She made a single promise to her friends: That she’d return once she’d make it big, meet them at the old watering hole, and take them with her on a proper journey across the world. Almost no one expected her to return at all, though. Her friends held out hope, of course, but as the years drifted from one to two, then two to four, and four to eight, Teak was gradually forgotten as just another name on the list of people that went missing off on their adventures.
For the most part, at least.
Lobellia had always held out some hope, though. She’d never forgotten her best friend’s promise, even after ten full years went by and Lobellia turned twenty-one - the oldest of their group by a small margin, a year older than Teak was. She enjoyed returning to the old watering hole that lay just outside of town, in a semi-secluded grove. They had used it for swimming in the past, and Lobellia still enjoyed swimming there, when she could. It was quiet, private, and safe from both prying eyes and Pokemon alike; the town was such a strange place that there were few around, and most stuck to the plains.
The thin blonde stripped down to her swimsuit, and let half of her body rest in the sun-warmed waters. She was slender and slight all around, without much in the way of curves. Her best feature was her golden hair, light enough that it was the colour of flax, but glimmered in the direct sunlight. Still, her body looked wonderful in her swimsuit, and she was one of the most sought-after maidens in the small Village. As much as Lobellia didn’t want to settle down and get married, she doubted she’d get her chance to see the world with things going as they did.
Plus, she mused, I do want a kid…
“There’s someone here?” A voice called, and Lobellia started up. She wasn’t expecting to be interrupted, and she pushed herself out of her reclining pose and turned around in the water.
There, at the head of the clearing, and steadily marching into view, was a tall, muscular young woman, her pale skin warmed by the constant touch of the sun, her dark hair fluttering messily around her shoulders and over her forehead. Her eyes were a warm honey colour, dark brows tickled by long fringes of messy hair, and they looked over Lobellia with something she could call fondness. She stepped through the grove with a bold and confident step, all swinging hips and sure-footed placement, like someone that walked as if they owned a place.
The confidence was, in truth, breathtaking, and Lobellia found herself momentarily taken aback as the stranger approached. Even then, there was something to the colour of her eyes, the width of her smile - all teeth, flashing top and bottom rows at the same time, but just slightly parted from one another - and the dimples of her cheeks that made Lobellia pause.
Her outfit was the exact same as any that Lobellia would attribute to a traveling trainer: short jean shorts and a tight muscle-top, fit for hard work and sweat in a warm climate. A bag was slung over one shoulder and then wrapped around her waist with a second strap, distributing the weight evenly, and a looping belt of Pokemon balls - some basic, but the majority were Ultras - was set about her waist.
“...Who are you?” She called out, pushing aside her curiosity. The newcomer stopped just a ways away, eyebrows raised, and her smile closing into a lopsided grin.
“You know, I guess it makes sense that you don’t recognize me,” the young woman chuckled, running a hand through her hair. “It’s been a while since I’ve been here, but I don’t forget my promises, Lobellia.”
“Teak,” Lobellia whispered, and for a moment, the newcomer looked taken aback. Eyebrows flicked up, and her smile twisted into something perplexed; caught off, as if not expecting the word to leave the blonde’s lips. “Holy s - Teak, is that you? No, it is you, isn’t it?”
“I - yeah. It is.” Teak shook her head. “Wait, I really didn’t expect you to guess that so fast. I -”
“You look so different,” the blonde whispered, bringing her legs up and out of the water to better face her friend. “Like, really different - but I’d recognize that smile and those eyes anywhere.”
“Just from that?” Teak laughed, running a hand over the back of her neck in a way that made her bicep flex. “I’m impressed! Girls tell me I’m memorable, but, you know, it’s been ten years, so I thought otherwise.”
“You made a promise, and I don't forget those, either,” said the blonde, the first genuine smile in a long time tugging at her lips. “I’ve come here almost every week just to check, since -”
“-I’d promise I’d meet you guys back here, yeah,” finished the black-haired girl, taking another step closer still. Her smile was broad and charming, the kind of smile that took years to perfect, and all of it was directed down on Lobellia. “A little silly, now that I think about it. That doesn’t leave room for time and place, you know?”
“I know, but I hoped I’d be in the right place at the right time,” Lobellia admitted, a fond smile on her lips. She hopped up to her feet to meet Teak’s approach, ignoring the water running down her lower half. She didn’t miss the way Teak’s eyes just lazily scanned over her swimsuit-clad body, very deliberately checking her out - she was doing the exact same thing, though, so it was fair. It had been so long that they’d grown into new people, but Teak - she’d changed. “You’re so different, Teak. You look…”
“Good? Excellent? Ravishing?” Teak flashed a wink. “Bad? Don’t tell me bad, please!”
“Different,” Lobellia laughed. “But good works, too! Gosh, you were so - so tiny before! Really thin. And you had glasses! What’s up with that?”
“I got contacts in the big city,” Teak said, shrugging. Her muscles played under her skin in a way that would make any girl hot under the collar, and Lobellia stared. “It’s better for travelling. And, well, you know, travelling makes you pretty athletic. There was a lot of climbing involved, too, especially if you head down south.” She scratched her chin. “I also joined a gym - er, like, a training gym, not a Pokemon one - for a bit.”
“I - wow.” Lobellia stared in unabashed awe. “You’re - you’re just so different. I mean, you’ve got muscle now. And a chest! And - wasn’t I taller than you, before?!”
Teak laughed boldly and reached out to scrub at Lobellia’s gorgeous golden hair, earning her an indignant, ‘hey!’. “You were, Lobellia! But now I get to rub your head.”
Lobellia laughed along with her, because she couldn’t do anything else. The situation felt almost surreal - her ten-years-gone friend, showing up out of the blue, looking better than… well, looking better than half the men and women in town. There was an aura of experience around her, like someone who had gone through things, and built up the confidence that was entirely earned. She was taller by a good few inches and broader by a fair margin, and though she resembled nothing like the girl she once was, she was, at the same time, unmistakably Teak.
Just…. Better, she thought. Chiseled, like stone. Or… refined, like a gem.
“You simply have to tell me everything,” Lobellia urged, taking one of Teak’s hands in both of her own. She stared up with blue, doe-like eyes, matching Teak’s gaze, and emphatically pleading. “It’s been forever, Teak, and I - Oh, I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you!”
“I’m glad to hear it,” Teak said, “because I missed you - all of you - too. I’ve made lots of friends - brief and otherwise - over the years, but travelling… ah, made me miss home. Even though this place is…”
“Terrible?”
“Yeah, that,” Teak chuckled. For a moment she stared down at Lobellia, a smile playing at her lips, and then nodded. “I’d love to just talk, though, like we used to.”
“I’d offer a swim,” the blonde said eagerly, pulling at Teak’s hand, “but I think, instead, we can just soak our feet? So we can talk easier.”
Teak, unlike Lobellia, didn’t seem nervous in the least. She, instead, winked down at her, an action that had the blonde flushing, and flashed a charming smile. “Hey, I don’t need convincing to talk with a beautiful blonde, Lobellia. I’d love to.”
Oh, Lobellia thought, licking her lips. When did Teak get so charming?
“Perfect,” was what she said, instead. “Now, tell me everything. ”
Everything turned out to be quite a lot, in fact, and the sun was high in the sky when Teak got through the ‘short version’ of her story. One of her Pokemon, a Torkaol that Teak named ‘Torkie’, warmed the waters of the swimming hole until it was like a hot spring. Steam hissed off the water as they talked for hours, their feet kicking at the water, Teak’s pants rolled up to reveal toned legs and all of her gear set aside.
“But that's enough about me,” Teak said at last, winking down at Lobellia. “What about you? What’s been going on around here?”
“Ah - nothing, really. Like, really nothing,” said the blonde, giving the most awkward smile of her life at her old friend. “I’m… working at the Mart! And that’s pretty much it.”
Teak hummed. “Still only one?”
“Yeah, just one. There are only two workers now, too.” Lobellia shrugged. “Trust me, this place isn’t any better after ten years…”
“Eh, about what I expected,” Teak hummed. “But, thankfully, I’m not here for the Village.”
Her blonde brows furrowed. “Really?”
“I’m here for you,” Teak rumbled, her voice smooth and suave and heat-inducing all at the same time. “All of you guys. I promised to come back once I’ve made it, and I have. I’m going to keep that promise, and take you guys all out to see the world with me.”
Lobellia stared into her eyes. “Seriously?”
“Of course.” Teak cocked her head, and the sharp lines of her beautiful face caught the light. “Do I look like I’d lie?”
“No,” said Lobellia. “Not at all. But…”
“Don’t tell me there’s something tying you down here,” Teak hummed, leaning over to knock their shoulders together. Her presence felt reassuring in a way that Lobellia couldn’t express, and the touch of her body was… nice. Very nice. “Because, if there is, I’ll replace it.”
“Replace it?” Lobellia laughed. “How would you do that?”
“Hey, I’m pretty convincing,” Teak laughed, waggling her eyebrows.
“I’m sure,” she said in reply, running her tongue over her lips with a hint of nervousness. Teak’s proximity was… intoxicating. There was no other word for it. She exuded an aura that made Lobellia tingle in all the right ways, and the sheer joy she had to be with her again was making her body feel weird. “I - there’s nothing, not really, it’s just… leaving. I mean, my time’s come and gone, you know? And I’m no trainer…”
“You don’t have to be,” Teak drawled, setting a hand boldly on Lobellia’s upper thigh. Her touch was firm, her hands a little rough from a hard life, and it felt nice. “I’d teach you guys anything you need to know, and I’d do all the hard work. I made a promise, and I want you guys with me.”
“As friends?” Lobellia couldn’t suppress the twinge of anxiousness in her tone.
“As friends,” Teak concluded, but a smile played at her lips as she looked down. “Or whatever else you’d want, Lobellia.”
Lobellia swallowed thickly. Teak was close - almost too close, and her eyes were such a gorgeous shade of honey that it made her feel faint. “Is that another promise?”
“Yes.” Teak’s answer was direct and bold, her grin so confidant that it left her feeling timid.
“You sealed the last promise with a kiss,” Lobellia pointed out, and, wow, when had her mouth gone so dry?
“I didn’t forget,” Teak purred, and her voice was so thick and husky that the blonde trembled. “May I?”
“Y-yeah,” Lobellia whispered, and suddenly Teak’s lips were against hers.
Last time, it was a little peck. This time, it was a kiss - a proper kiss, full on the lips. Teak held nothing back as she pressed their mouths together, guiding their lips into line so that the fleshy pillows pressed in nice and tight. They locked together like puzzle pieces, and Lobellia released a shudder she didn’t know she’d been holding when Teak’s fingers pressed her chin and guided her head up to match her new, taller height. The messy black hair, which Lobellia recognized was meant to be like that, tickled her forehead as Teak’s lips settled down, and she kissed her passionately.
She whimpered against her lips as Teak, with fingers pushing on her chin, kissed her. It was along, full kiss, their mouths moulding against one another neatly, the softness squishing down. Sparks shot through Lobellia’s brain and her eyes fluttered closed as Teal kissed her tenderly, but with clearly growing intensity. Lips rolled as she moved subtly, and their mouths pressed together as heads tilted from side to side; Teak guiding her along, showing her how to reciprocate, teaching her how to kiss. How Teak knew what she was doing, Lobellia didn’t know, but the kiss lingered for many long moments.
A tongue swiped against her lower lip, at first gently, then harder still. The blonde sighed into Teak’s lips as she skillfully pried her mouth open, and calmly slid her tongue inside. It was a quick, darting motion, in and out, but it made her sigh a little more -and then when the tongue returned, firmer and needier, she sighed more. It slid through the damp heat, plunging down calmly, the movements confidant and self-assured. She prodded Lobellia’s tongue into action against hers, pushing her into a rhythm of dancing tongues, letting them tangle and twist together before pulling back again.
Lobellia didn’t know how to kiss like this. For certain, she’d dallied with people around town - there was precious little else to do - but no one had experience. Not like Teak, which was made perfectly clear in the first few heartbeats of the lip-lock, and was cemented the longer it lingered. She guided Lobellia into action, showing her where to place her tongue and how to move her lips, teaching her a lewd dance she had little knowledge of but quickly came to like. It felt nice, and in the few moments that she was given a tiny space to breathe, she voiced it with her moans.
“Such pretty sounds,” Teak purred, breaking the kiss and leaving saliva to bridge the gap between their pink lips. “You sound sweeter than I’d imagined.”
“Yes?” she prompted, and Teak pecked her lips again.
“For sure.” Teak leaned over her, the hand on her thigh reaching around to cup the opposite side of her waist, with the hand on her chin reaching back to cup her head. “And I’d imagine this quite a bit.”
“Kissing me?”
“Yes. I remember you being the prettiest - I loved your hair.” Teak winked. “I still do. But all you guys are great, really.”
“You imagined making out with all of us?”
“Amongst other things.” Teak flashed a rakish grin. “I’ve learned a lot on the road, Lobellia. I’d show you, if you let me…”
“Yes,” she breathed. “Please, Teak.”
“I’d love to,” she husked, and pushed Lobellia down. Guided her, was more accurate, and she set her tenderly against the grassy ground surrounding the watering hole. Lobellia kicked her legs out of the water and pushed herself up with her heels, and Teak was quick to pull her up along the grass. The black-haired girl pulled her up without any effort at all, and Lobellia shivered in her strong arms even as the soft grass on her back soothed her.
“I’ve learned how to take care of girls, out there on the road,” Teak hummed, her lips touching down on Lobellia’s sensitive neck and making her groan. “I’m going to enjoy showing you, Lobellia.”
“Please, Teak,” she moaned, “Show me.”
Teak kissed her neck, and kissed a path down the slender curve. Lobellia moaned as her lips travelled along the smoothness, kissing a path down, leaving little wet marks. The blonde shivered as her lips pushed down, all tender and soft, moving along with insistence and skill. Her lips were soft, and the way she pressed down was skilled; she hit every pressure point along the way, plucking at the smooth skin, as if knowing exactly what made a girl tick and how to please her. Lobellia sighed with each downward movement, arching her neck against Teak's mouth, searching for more of that pleasurable contact.
She kissed down to the hollow of her neck, drawing out pleasant sensations, and sucked hard on a slim collarbone. Lobellia sighed at the soft touch of her mouth, and as rough hands moved down to cup the narrow curve of her waist, she let out a happy sound. They caressed her waistline as if she were putting the curves on a map, her mouth travelling down over the sloping curve of a breast at the same time. She kissed down, pushing aside the blue fabric of her swimsuit with her mouth, peppering her soft, white skin with kisses.
“Oh, Teak,” she sighed, biting on a lip.
Teak didn't need her hands to pull down the top of her swimsuit, and used a combination of teeth and chin to push at the blue fabric. Her lips kissed as she moved, never skipping a beat, peppering her modest breast with the soft attentions of her mouth. Lobellia sighed as Teak's lips surrounded a surprisingly stiff nipple and pulled hard, tugging it between her lips and surrounding it in a velvet seal. She sucked firmly, pulling at it with hollowed cheeks, and Lobellia sighed.
Her tongue flicked at the rubbery nub inside her mouth before pulling away with a wet pop. She ran the flat of her tongue over nipple and breast at the same time, leaving a line of shimmering wetness. Down she went, still moving, kissing at her underboob before running over the smooth skin of her ribcage. She licked and suckled a path down the flat plane of her tummy, plucking at the skin, her tongue swirling and lapping. She flicked around her navel before moving toward her pelvis, and then further still. Hands cupped her gently flared hips and plucked at her undergarments, making them nice and loose.
"Teak," Loebllia sighed again, her hand reaching down to bury fingers in messy black hair. Teak moved without stopping her lips covering the sections that had been previously hidden.
Down she went, over the puffy mound of her pelvis, and further still toward her core. Lobellia was surprised at just how wet she felt, but any surprise melted away when Teak's tongue came lapping out, setting along, full lick dead-center with her pussy. Her jaw chattered as she mewled, the sound weak and happy, while Teak pressed in firmly. Her tongue reached and swiped, flicking along the length of her slit, and the blonde groaned. Her fingers tangled in hair and scratched at her scalp as Teak just started licking, laying into her without pause, just settling into a bold and experienced tongue-slurping that left her groaning.
She didn't know that people could move their tongues like that, but in just a few seconds of contact, her mind felt dizzy. Teak's tongue was dexterous and nmible, swiping along with skill, rising up through the sodden lines of her folds and flicking at her fleshy clit before pushing down again. She lapped and licked, tongue curling all the while, tracing patterns and letters into her sodden snatch, and Lobellia was left moaning. Her eyelids fluttered closed and her teeth dug into her lip, head lolling back with contentment. Her hand pulled and scratched, almost begging for Teak to do more, and Teak was happy to provide.
"That's so good," Lobellia moaned out, her voice lilting and strained, and Teak locked eyes with her across the flatness of her belly. She chuckled, and the sound reverberated through her cunt in a series of pleasant vibrations that set her teeth on-edge. Her toes curled as Teak licked and slurped, but the young woman was already rising up, pushing herself onto her knees and forearms, until only her head was left low between her legs.
She pulled back, and her tongue licked her lips. "You taste great, Lobellia."
Lobellia flushed. "Uhm, thank you -"
She stopped speaking, the breath catching in her throat, as Teak quickly shrugged off her tank top in a display that left her muscles rippling. She was fit and toned all over, with hints of definition highlighting her athleticism, and Lobellia's mouth felt dry. She just stared as Teak worked off her tigh, black sports bra, and let her sun-kissed breasts bounce free with a gentle wobble. She was a magnificent sight, a perfect stud of a trainer, and Lobellia felt a hard craving well up inside her.
Her breath entirely stopped and her eyes went wider still as Teak started to lower herself over her, a hand pulling at her pants and quickly tugging free her thick truncheon of a cock. It flopped down almost proudly - a thick length that was a remarkable eight inches in length, the same colour as the rest of her, and capped with a set of equally impressive balls. It was big, and Lobellia couldn't find words as she stared at the hardness that jutted up from her friend's thighs. Ostensibly, given all the other evidence, she knew her friend wouldn't not be packing; but she hardly expected...
"Teak," Lobellia swallowed, "You're - you're big."
"I know, baby," Teak replied confidently, lowered herself over the smaller, slender blonde. One hand cupped her lithe waist while the other took hold of her thick shaft, and she used her hips to push and widen her thighs.
"I don't know - I don't know if that would fit," Lobellia squeaked, but Teak just winked.
"Don't worry," she said easily, "It'll fit. I've done this a lot, Lobellia, so let me make you feel nice and good, okay?"
Lobellia found herself nodding, because she couldn't consider doing anything else. She didn't want Teak to stop, even though her length was very much daunting. Besides, once the rubbery head pressed against her freshly-licked entrance, a shudder ran through her that was too powerful to resist. Her toes curled as the muscular girl settled over her, a hand secured around her hips, and the other pressing her cock against her sodden entrance; it pushed at the slick folds and pried them apart, and dove into the pink flesh beyond.
She separated around the head with a sticky noise, and Teak was pushing into the entrance of her tunnel. The pink flesh refused to yield, but Teak applied a modicum of pressure that had Lobellia's toes curling hard, and slipped her dickhead into her tightness. Lobellia released a low, lilting groan, her teeth digging hard into her lower lip at the sudden stretching and strain that came with such a comparatively large knot being shoved into her. But Teak wasn't rough; she was gentle with her, and her cock slipped down slowly, filling her out by the inch.
Walls parted carefully, almost tenderly, pressing aside around the first few inches of her girth, giving her just enough time to gasp and adjust to it before moving a little bit more. She slipped her large rod into place with a smooth, downward push of her hips, the muscles of her stomach gently flexing, and Lobellia was left groaning. The sight of the thick shaft disappearing between her thighs was intoxicating as it was overwhelming, and Lobellia wasn't very good at handling any of it. She sighed and gasped as Teak pushed down, inch by inch, filling out her slender tunnel and stretching it out around it - and her eyes watered as she was left feeling every last bit of the dick, from the throbbing veins to the rubbery head, all lodged within her.
"You're so tight, Lobellia," Teak praised, smiling down reassuringly. She didn't look strained at all, and the girl wondered just how often Teak did this to be so straightforward about it. "You feel amazing."
"You're too big," Lobellia protested, a whimper in her voice. "Oh, goodness - I - I feel you stretching me out -!"
"That's the point," Teak husked, and winked down at her. Her hips arched, dragging her cockhead against a sensitive spot that Lobellia didn't even know she had, and it made her moan again. "Don't worry, Lobellia, baby; you're in good hands."
She withdrew with a subtle roll of her hips, extracting inches of hard dick with unparalleled finesse. She hadn't pushed very much into her in the first place, maybe just a third of her dick, and all of it was retracted at the same slow and rolling pace. Her lips were given a moment to relax and her cunt settled back into place before the muscled girl was pushing back down, her movements confident and brisk, and the head of her shaft pierced her core once more. She pushed her futa-cock home with a firm downward push, and another inch of her amazing hardness pushed through her body - enough to make her cry out.
"Teak's hands," Teak continued, the hand that guided her shaft rising up to cup the back of her head. The other was reassuring against her waist, holding her steady while her legs kicked out against the soft grass. "And I'm really good with them, Lobellia."
She made that perfectly clear as she dragged her cock back out with a slick roll, inches of cock slipping out of her with a wet noise, and then sent it sliding right back inside. Wet noises popped out as the length of her cock stretched out her cunt, inches of hard dickmeat pushing aside the hot, pink walls. She moaned as her jaw chattered and toes curled into the grass, but Teak didn't seem troubled at all as her hips pulled back and forth with the same rolling movements, working her shaft in and out with skill.
"Oh my goodness, Teak," Lobellia sighed, her hands tossing themselves around Teak's muscled shoulders as if to brace herself. "You're so - so -"
"I know," the girl chuckled, and laid into her with increasingly deep strokes.
She worked a little more of her cock inside on each repetition, thrusting down firmly, dragging her vascular shaft across the soft lining of her tunnel. Her cockhead prodded at sensitive spots that Lobellia didn’t even know she had, and each stroke sent her insides quivering and clenching with lust; she loved the feeling of it, even though it was the most intense and straining thing she’d felt so far. Each cry was one of pleasure, and as those broad hips worked back and forth with increasing speed and intensity, her body began to crave it. She enjoyed the way she was stretched out, and the feeling of a big, thick length inside her; she moaned happily as the thick girth rubbed over pressure-points and made her eyes roll back in her skull.
“Goodness,” She panted, unable to do anything else but pant. Her hands scratched at the strong muscles of Teak’s shoulders, which flexed with each downward push into her core. “Goodness - there’s so much!”
“And you’re taking it so well,” Teak purred, her smile charming and her aura overwhelmingly intoxicating. Her muscles all flexed as she pushed herself down, fucking Lobellia on the grassy knoll, thrusting into her cunt missionary-style. Her legs and thighs were kept spread by her wide hips, ensuring that she had plenty of room to thrust and pull.
She leaned in further, her breasts bobbing and hanging down just a fraction, presenting mountains of softness to contrast with the firmness of her stomach. Her chest wasn’t massive, just average C-cups, but twice as large as Lobellia’s own; they might as well have been massive, given the disparity. Her eyes were glued on them, and she wanted to touch them, but she was too busy writhing and mewling, hands pulling at smooth muscle, while her pussy was stretched and filled with hard cock.
“You’re still beautiful, you know,” Teak husked, and it set the blonde’s nerves alight. “So pretty. I really want you to come with me, Lobellia. I’d love to have you beside me.”
She thrust firmly, driving almost all of her cock into her tightness, and each inward stroke drove the breath from the slender girl’s lungs. Her friend was just too big, too thick, and too strong for her to take anything more than a soft fucking, but Teak wasn’t soft; she was gentle and measured, but with a cock like that, she wasn’t capable of being slow. Each thrust was harder, firmer, sheathing her aching dickmeat in her wet pussy, and liquids slurped out above the sounds of her moans. Her insides shivered, clinging to the cock in a powerful vice, but her musculature pushed it all aside as she worked herself back and forth.
It was a pace that didn’t seem like it was going to stop. It just kept going, Teak fucking her in an endless rhythm, and Lobellia was breathless for it. “I’ll make you feel good every night, Lobellia, and that’s a promise.”
“Please, Teak,” Lobellia panted, her body writhing against the grass as Teak just kept going, her pace smooth and rolling, her cock so massive that it boggled her mind. She felt every push and thrust, each throb of her veins, and the girl moved with such skill that she was leaving her insides in shivers. She touched each sensitive spot with ease, showing an intimacy with the female body that only years of experience could offer. “Oh, please -”
All eight inches seemed to glide through the clamping seal of her snatch, driving pink flesh out in ripples. It clung to the broad length as it slipped inside in firm, thorough thrusts and jabs, sloshing the collected juices around her length - but no matter how tight Lobellia was, Teak was stronger. She was too wet by far as well, and her juices helped the futa fuck her tight pussy, nailing her on her back with her legs spread. Lobellia just moaned and mewled, her insides contracting hard, marvelling at the feeling of all that toned athleticism rubbing against her.
“I’ll give you whatever you’d want, Lobellia,” Teak husked, hips jabbing hard. There was so much cock inside her that it was hard to think, and she struggled with it.
It wasn’t just a fucking, though, and the blonde could recognize that. Teak was too gentle for that; she was making love to her on the grass by their old swimming hole, not fucking or ramming into her with the force that she was certain she could bring to bear. Lobellia couldn’t take that, and this was much more suited to her tastes and fantasies - she was sure she’d expressed to Teak, some time oh-so-long ago, that she’d wanted to make love in this very spot.
In the back and forth rolling of hips and the slipping and sliding of muscle over pale, silky skin, she missed the tell-tale signs of her cock engorging, rising out and filling out the walls of her cunt even more than before. It all just seemed to roll into one, though, all of it feeling natural, with Teak dictating the pace like the dominant lover she was. She was only aware of Teak’s impending release when the girl herself warned her in her low, husky tones.
“I’m close,” Teak said, still thrusting, and Lobellia took too long to even respond. She was enjoying the moment for as long as possible, and her tongue struggled to form words through it.
“That’s fi - holy you’re so deep - that’s fine, T-Teak,” she panted, hands tugging hard on her shoulders, giving leave for her old friend to do what she wanted to. “Don’t - oh - just don’t stop -!”
Teak chuckled, the sound tapering off only when she pushed down and claimed Lobellia’s lips again. She kissed her with the same diligence, skill, and raw passion that she had just before, and at the same time her strokes got deeper and more pronounced. She fit more of her cock inside with each downward push, drilling her fat shaft as deep as it could go before pulling back, and each of the blonde’s resulting moans was poured directly into the conjoined mouths. Each thrust left her dizzier and happier, and she groaned out her pleasure.
Teak was still kissing her when she thrust down one final time, and hilted her tremendous log of cockmeat inside of her glistening snatch. Fully embedded inside her body, the thick meat-shaft pulsated once, then twice, making Lobellia’s eyes water - and then she was sent crying out as the head twitched, and the first jet of cum was sent shooting across the length of her pussy. It was a string of pure heat, and it filled her with a surge of delicious warmth and electric tingling that was soon joined by many, many more.
Teak ground against her lips as her hilted cock sent ropes of jizz into her fertile cunt, each powerful twitch and throb shooting out another, and another. Thick strings plastered themselves across her inner walls and slurped across the entrance of her womb, allowing her to feel the sheer weight of it. It felt as heavy as it felt hot, and the dense substance easily laid claim to her pink snatch. Walls were coated in strings of the virile substance, and her cervix was drowned in waves of white cream. Lobellia could almost swear that Teak was pumping her hearty load of baby-batter directly into her womb, flooding it with impregnating seed, but everything was almost lost to her in those last few moments of strange lovemaking.
All she knew was that she was filled up with cum, having an entire load pumped out of Teak’s balls and right into her hungry snatch without a second thought. She’d barely even considered it, but her belly felt warm, her pussy chock-full of babybatter, and her snatch was still contracting hard; milking the dick for more. She wanted more, even though it was utterly overwhelming for her. She gasped into their mouths, shaking as the cum took hold in her body, mercifully unaware of just how potent Teak truly was.
“Wasn’t that nice?” Teak purred against her lips sometime later, and Lobellia just groaned.
“Oh.” Her sigh was shaky. “So nice.”
“Nice enough to convince you to come with me?”
“I don’t think I really needed convincing,” Lobellia admitted. “Maybe just a push.”
Teak’s grin was almost smug. “Well, I’m certainly good at those.”
Lobellia laughed, such that she was able when she also felt totally overwhelmed. Teak rolled off her sometime later, not even nearly as tired as Lobellia was, but heartbreakingly aware of her limits and capabilities.
“...Have you seen anyone else, yet?” The blonde inquired, unsure of what to say given that she’d just fucked her childhood friend in the sweetest way she could possibly imagine.
“Nope,” Teak said, popping her lips. “Came here, first. Like I promised.” She turned with a cheeky grin and a wink. “But I will, baby. I’m planning on giving them a few pushes too, if necessary.”
Lobellia ran her tongue over her lips. “That could be… interesting.”
“Yeah?” Teak propped up an eyebrow.
“Yeah,” said Lobellia. “You know, Perenne’s been pretty busy on her farm, but she’s still a wild child. I think she’d be… really happy to get a visit from you, Teak. I think you two would be peas in a pod.”
“I think I like what you’re saying, Lobelia,” Teak rumbled, and threw an arm around her shoulders. “Maybe I’ll visit her, next - but first, let’s get you sorted out, hm?”
That, Lobellia could agree with - and would agree with, for as long as Teak was with her.
She never liked Burgunvale Village, anyway.
Perenne
Perenne was just a farmer’s daughter, which meant a hard life filled with lots of hard work. When she’d been the only daughter and heir to the farm, every day was nothing but work - day in, day out, endless hours in the sun, working on crops and with Pokemon. Her body was tough, lined with wiry muscle from top to bottom, and her skin a warm, tanned colour. Her hair was a shade of copper-brown, lightened by the sun just like her skin was bronzed, while the dusting of freckles across her cheeks became pronounced.
Even after the birth of her two brothers, Perenne still worked. She worked far too much, if she was being honest with herself, even when knowing that there was a whole world out there to explore - but she felt like her chance had been lost, taken ten years prior, and she only knew how to work. Her only release were nights on the town, and rowdy events at the little bar and with friends; sometimes more frantic nights of self-indulgence and sex, even though few men in town could manage a girl with twice their muscle mass. Even the other farmer’s boys, built on hard work like she was, couldn't - a simple matter of being dumb as a bag of bricks, and with more muscle to compensate for their lackluster performances.
None of it was really the life she’d wanted, and none of it was what she’d imagined, but she was resigned to it all. It was too late for her, she’d decided, and even as her eight-year-old brothers learned how to take up some of her chores, she kept dutifully going at it. That was, up until the vision of her old friend came swaggering through the fields of her family farm, jumping up onto the edge of her fence and winking down.
Perenne, of course, flirted - how could she not? A stranger, rippling with muscle, and clearly someone from out of town, just jumped on her fence right beside her and started talking to her, and, well, Perenne was a sucker for a good face. The stranger certainly was just that - harsh angles and pretty features, a round curve to the chin and button-like nose, tied together with honey-gold eyes and messy black hair that fluttered and curled against her shoulders in a mockery of a bob.
“We don’t get strangers around these parts very often,” she’d said, winking up at the newcomer. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“The pleasure of me? Nothing at all,” the stranger had said, smooth as sin, her voice velvety and bold. “The pleasure of a stranger… well, that, I can’t say. If I find one, I’d let you know.”
“I’d definitely remember someone like you,” had been her response, lashes fluttering. She was no floozy, but the girl was attractive, to say the least.
“I was different, before.” The stranger had inclined her head, her eyes twinkling. “But, luckily for us both, my name’s still the same: Teak.”
Perenne had dropped all of her work in an instant. She’d tugged Teak off the fence, pulled her along, hugged her, shamelessly feeling up her muscled backside, and hauled her along. They talked as they rushed along, getting out of the fields of tall crops and moving into the shadowed privacy of a cluster of barns, each movement animated and eager. Perenne gushed - gushed all over, about everything, admiring the - frankly - stud of an individual that Teak had so clearly grown into.
“These muscles definitely weren't there before,” she gushed, her finger trailing up a strong bicep. Teak playfully flexed it under her hand, and Perenne giggled playfully.
“I’m a little different than I used to be!” Teak laughed, her own hand reaching out to scrape across Perenne’s stomach - the tight t-shirt glued to the skin because of sweat. “But you’re different, too. I don’t remember you being this strong.”
“I was always the strongest,” Perenne laughed, and Teak winked.
“Yeah? Wanna see if that still holds true?”
Perenne smiled, even as she bit down on her lip. “Depends on how we test it.”
“I can think of a few ways,” Teak replied, winking, her hand gently pulling Perenne into the nearby barn. “But I didn’t come all this way just for that, Perenne. I don’t plan on staying here for long - I want to know if you’ll come with me, when I leave again.”
“Go - go with you?” Perenne laughed. “Ah - I’ve got stuff here, Teak. I -”
“Lobellia’s already agreed,” Teak told her, cutting through her flimsy protests as if knowing they were just that - flimsy. “And she’s told me that you’ve got two brothers, now, to inherit the farm. So, unless there’s something else in the way…”
“They’re eight years old,” Perenne continued to laugh. “They can’t - ah, I can’t just up and leave them to do all the work, you know? Maybe - maybe if they were older, and I gave it some time. Like… five years, or something. And -”
“Let me be straight with you, Perenne,” Teak said boldly, flashing a wink that was positively sultry. “I want you to come with me, and you want to come with me, too. I’m very convincing, too, I’ve been told.”
Hands were on Perenne’s hips, drawing gentle circles into the broad, womanly swells, and the brunette licked her lips. “Really, now? I’ve got familial obligations, Teak. I can’t just up and leave.”
“You totes can,” Teak hummed. She stepped in closer, and Perenne put a hand against her belly as if to stop her - but only dragged her hand up her abs, instead. “There’s nothing tying you down, not like before… and I can make it worth your while to leave.” She flashed a wink. “The perfect solution to get you out of this dreary place.”
Perenne ran her tongue over her teeth, lips twitching into a smile. She didn’t know if Teak was reading her like a book, or if Teak - the new Teak - was always so bold and straightforward. Lines like that, and such an obvious and physical come-on, would have been cheesy and creepy from anyone else; but Teak backed it up with her fantastic charm and aura of confidence and a body that was perfectly delectable.
She ran her finger up her bicep playfully, while fingers fluttered along her belly. “Really? The ‘perfect solution’, huh? That sounds like the idealistic old Teak - and she couldn’t back it up.”
“I can, though,” Teak said smugly, and a shiver ran down Perenne’s spine.
“Can you?” Perenne smiled. “Maybe you should show me.”
Teak grinned. “Is the barn still filled with hay?”
She raised a brown eyebrow. “Yes? Why?”
“I don’t want anyone to hear you screaming out my name,” Teak laughed boldly, reaching back to grab a palmful of brown hair. Her lips descended, ghosting over the skin of her neck, and Perenne shivered. “That would ruin the surprise of me showing up outta the blue, you know?”
Oh, Perenne thought, and licked her lips.
The hay was kind of prickly against her hands and knees, but it wasn’t Perenne’s first rodeo. A barn was a private enough place for a bit of fun, and she was accustomed to it - and she was positively delighted, therefore, when Teak was finished shoving her tongue halfway down her throat, finished licking her C-cup chest after rolling up her shirt, and just roughly pulled down her pants just like Perenne loved and shoved her down onto her hands and knees like a Pokemon in mating season; it was like Teak knew exactly how Perenne wanted it, and was made to please.
“Gosh, you’re a big girl,” Perenne purred, looking over her shoulder and licking her lips at the sight of Teak’s large girlcock swinging between her legs and slapping against the firm curve of the farmgirl’s ass. “You’ve grown up nicely, Teak.”
“Just for girls like you,” she said cheesily, but it worked oh-so-well when she flashed her charming smile and sent her cock sliding down.
Perenne groaned happily as the head of her thickness rubbed up against her dripping cunt, and she bit down on her lip hard. She shivered as Teak mounted her, settling in behind her dominantly, a hand groping the curve of her rump and the other grabbing hold of her brown pleat of hair and twisting it in her palm. The farmgirl groaned as her hair was pulled upon like the reins of a Tauros, her neck - marked with Teak’s kisses - was stretched backward. The cock came sliding home in the next moment, with Teak showing remarkably little restraint.
Her cock drove into the silken furrow of her cunt in no time at all, pushing side her outer lips and burying herself against the soft pink inside. Perenne was wet, but Teak moved as if she wasn’t; she just bucked her hips and steading Perenne’s body with her hands, and pushed her cock down. The force she applied was eye-watering, and the brunette cried out happily as her cock invaded her cunt in just a few quick moments. It pushed aside the pink of her tunnel and stretched out her inner walls around her surprising girth, and another happy noise left her lips.
“Wow,” she purred, bucking her hips and letting her ass fill out Teak’s palm. “Oh, you are big.”
If anyone told her that her childhood friend would come back to her with an eight-inch shaft the thickness of her wrist, she’d have laughed - but Teak bore it proudly, and better yet, moved as if she knew how to use it. Compared to everyone around the Village, it was a marvellous thing. Teak wasn’t inexperienced, and she wasn’t a first timer - or even someone on their twentieth time. It had been ten long years, and Perenne was starting to understand that it meant more than just Teak learning how to battle Pokemon - it meant other things, of a far more carnal nature.
“Big enough for you, Perenne?” Teak teased, her hand pulling on her hair just that much more, and when combined with a sudden buck of her hips that slid an eye-watering five inches of cock into her snatch, she was left groaning.
“Oh, hell yes,” the brunette moaned, fingers clenching the hay underneath them.
The yellow straw was all around them - they were in a messy heap of the stuff, while bundles on bundles were stacked around. They were perfectly obscured from view as Teak drove her cock down into her cunt with shocking force, jamming her full of her big, fat girdick, stretching out her insides and making her jaw quiver. She groaned as the cock retracted, the vascular length rubbing across every inch of her pussy and drawing out sensations she had never felt before, despite her experience. The cock was so wide that every bit of her was touched by its girth, and the length was so lofty that when Teak sent it driving back inside with a liquid slurp, it reached comfortably deep.
“Fuck, yes,” the girl hissed, finger clenching. “That’s wonderful -”
Teak didn’t take it slow. She didn’t need to. Perenne was as well-built as she, just in a different sort of way. There was no risk of Teak breaking her, and the only thing that mattered was pounding Perenne hard enough to assure her that this was the right path - that Teak was the right choice. It was something that the black-haired girl seemed to take very seriously, as her hips arched and bucked, cock drawing back smoothly, and then sent ramming right back inside.
The force was staggering, and jaw-dropping. She cried out her pleasure as Teak did it again, and then again, not waiting to let her adjust to her awesome size, or let her get comfortable. She just extracted inches of glistening cockmeat from the depths of her cunt and then sent it plunging right back down, ramming it through her silken insides and sheathing it right to the base. Her large balls came crashing down against her body, smacking wetly and lewdly, acting like another font of pleasure after the cock hilted itself and those taut hips used her ass as a pillow.
“Fuck!” She cried out, fingers bunching up hay between them. “Yes, Teak!”
“Like that?” Teak pressed, leaning over her just a little more, hauling on her hair even tighter. The brown pleat stretched as her hand clenched tight, stretching her neck back pleasantly, while hips thumped forward at a quick and lustful pace.
“Yes,” Perenne hissed, feeling a shudder pass through her. The pace was sudden and intense, more than she’d expect, but Teak did it oh-so-well. She fell into it like it was an old friend, entirely comfortable with the rough-and-tumble doggystyle fuck, and just laid into Perenne with all that skill and power. Her stomach flexed against the tightness of her shirt, showing hard abs, while her biceps clenched as she squeezed down on her ass. Her hips crashed against the plump curve with enough force to send her rocking forward on her hands and knees, shoving her almost face-first into the massive pile of hay that they used as a makeshift mattress.
Hips smashed against her ass over and over again, and claps echoed through the barn - only to be muffled by the sheer amount of insulating hay. For certain, anyone that stood outside would hear the steady clapping, the fleshy smacks, and ringing thumps of flesh on flesh, but Perenne knew it would be much louder otherwise. Her ass was smooshed flat by the relentless drop of Teak’s skilled hips, and her body was rocked against hers - steadily driven forward, with her course corrected only by her own strength.
“Fuck! Yes!” Perenne cried out, happy and content. “Teak, just like that! ”
Her hair was pulled hard, while her pelvis was smashed down with each hammer-like blow of Teak’s hips. She rammed into her cunt hard enough to make her body drop, each inch of her pussy impaled by her thick girldick, but Perenne was just as strong as she - her stomach tensed hard, muscles tight, and she pushed back, preventing herself from toppling like some Village maiden. She matched her thrusts with eager pushes of her own, fucking against the fantastic girlcock that just showed up out of the blue and offered her the best fuck of her twenty years of living.
And it was. Teak was amazing, and Perenne wasn’t shy to shout that out at the top of her lungs. Thrust after thrust, stroke after stroke, she moaned and cried out Teak’s name as her hips pounded down with eye-watering strength and her log of a cock impaled her core. She filled out her pussy wonderfully, stretching out the length and breadth of it, and her rubbery head rammed into her cervix so hard that the breath escaped her lungs. She actively thrust back against it, happily taking everything Teak could offer and matching it with eager bucks of her own.
“Fuck me, Teak!” Perenne moaned, her voice thick with pleasure. “F-fuck, you’re so good - ”
“And you’re gorgeous,” Teak groaned, reaching back to slap Perenne’s ass. The movement sent the brunette shrieking with satisfaction, and the action was repeated. “Who knew all my friends would grow up to be so hot?”
Perenne laughed at that, even as she moaned her approval. “U-us? You look - you look -”
She groaned as another smack hit her ass, sending the flesh quivering, only to be replaced by the downward slam of her hips. Her ass pushed downward with each impaling slam, her insides rippling violently. Teak’s hand move to grope at her dangling, bouncing breasts, squeezing it in a firm grip that set her entire body shivering with delight, and the other continued to pull on her hair. She was firm and unyielding, and she never let up, not even as she went buck-wild and fucked Perenne into the hay.
“Like a perfect stud,” Perenne groaned out, barely finishing her words. Each stroke was driving the breath from her lungs and causing sweat to bead around her eyes, worse than when she’d work out in the sun for hours. Sex with Teak was becoming a better workout than actual hard work, and she was loving every last minute of it.
Hair stretched as the brunette’s head tossed back and she moaned, long and loud and powerful. Teak’s clear dominance was everything she’d wanted, and it felt so damn good. She cried out, her voice mingling with the heavy thumps and claps, and the sound of her insides squelching around it. Juices were churned into a froth as Teak just kept going, hard and machine-like, pounding her insides as if rearranging them. Perenne didn’t want it to end, but she recognized the swelling of her cock, the way it thickened and widened after minutes upon minutes of pure, raw sex.
“Teak!” She cried out, breath escaping her in deep pants. “Teak - fuck! - cum inside me, Teak, but don’t stop - “
Teak didn’t. She thrust, and thrust, and thrust, hauling on her copper-brown hair even harder, twisting her head back as she rammed every last inch of her eye-watering girth deep inside of her cunt. She didn’t stop, not even when her cock exploded in orgasm, sending streams of her warm seed blasting against her cervix and bombarding her womb with its warmth - she just kept going, her pace almost merciless, making her ass clap. Gush after gush of seed was sent throbbing through her meaty slab of cock, drowning her insides in rivers of potent semen, and she never stopped fucking.
“So good!” Perenne cried out, lost in the pleasure of the moment. She didn’t care that what felt like litres of jizz was pumped out into her vulnerable snatch, or that there was an ocean of warm and potent baby-batter soaking into her womb. She wasn’t dumb, and knew the risks of such - but at the moment, she only bucked her hips harder, impaling herself on the spasming shaft, taking every last drop of her creamy load and then some. She milked the cock, pushing aside the thoughts that it was quite possibly likely that she was impregnating herself, and just lavished in the moment.
She didn’t care that Teak’s meaty girldick might have just pumped a baby into her oven - she only cared that she was still pulling on her hair, stretching her scalp, and sending tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. She loved that she still wasn’t stopping, even as her immense orgasm tapered off and she was churning her own thick baby-batter with each thrust. She groaned out Teak’s name, her voice throaty and thick with bliss, and admired the way the athletic trainer leaned over her so possessively.
“Want me to convince you some more?” she positively purred, and it stoked the reckless heat inside Perenne.
“Yes!” She practically shouted, knowing that there was no one around to hear her. “Please!”
It was a silly thing, because after that fuck, she knew she wasn’t going to let Teak leave without her - but she could indulge for another hour or two, right?
Galena
Galena didn’t need any convincing at all. When Teak introduced herself, she tossed her arms around her with the utmost pleasure, and gushed about their reuniting; she was happy, pleased beyond measure, and just admitted straight-out that she wanted Teak to take her with her. There was no prompting, and Teak didn’t even need to ask - she was baffled by the straightforwardness, but Galena didn’t hesitate.
She disliked her life. The library - the only one in town - was boring, and dull. She loved books, and loved reading; she was the stereotypical nerd, through and through. The Village library was small, though, and she had already read each one twice over. She’d gone through everything there was, and it only made her long for the outside world all that much more. Worse, given that the library was one of the few places in town with an active link to the outside world and a working server rack, Galena was actually able to keep up with the goings-on of the world; it only made her want to leave all the more.
Teak was that ticket out of there, and she jumped on it. Tough mother or not, Galena wouldn’t spare the chance - and Teak was happy to have her, even if surprised.
“I didn’t think you’d be this receptive,” Teak had laughed, rubbing the short Galena on the head. “I was - well, to be honest, I thought I’d need to bring you into the back room and ‘convince’ you!”
Galena had raked her eyes up and down Teak’s new and improved body, and watched as Teak’s did the same in turn. Galena wasn’t very special - she was the ‘nerd’ of the town, with a soft, womanly body, and a layer of pudginess that made her look perfectly homely. Her chest was large, hips wide, and legs comfortably thick, but few had ever looked at her like Teak did. Plus, she had always had a crush on her…
“Well,” Galena had whispered, calmly brushing a hand over Teak’s, “we could still do that…”
Without hesitation, they huddled in the back room - away from the few patrons in the library, and out of sight of her mother, the head librarian. With even less hesitation, she’d allowed herself to be stripped down - her breasts hanging free, two soft, tear-drop shaped mounds a full cup larger than Teak’s, and bared her slit to her ravenous attentions. There was no hesitation at all, really - Galena happily went down on her, layering her magnificent shaft with kisses and suckles, getting down on her knees before her happily.
Teak’s cock was as big as it was impressive, and both meant that Galena had no idea how to handle it. She started off slow, measured, taking her time with it, adjusting herself to the cock through the use of her mouth. Her lips pressed against the underside of it, running up along the thick, pulsating girth, admiring the way the touch of her smooth mouth was enough to make it throb. Her lips mashed against it as she pressed in hungrily, desperate to prove her worth to Teak, and the simple desire to satisfy the magnificently hung futa.
Teak stared down at her with shining eyes and a content smile, showing very clearly that this wasn’t her first time being sucked off in a tight, cramped space, and that sent a flush of heat through Galena. Teak was like a storybook knight, all toned and tight and self-assured, and she wanted to please her - and it made her feel hot to do it. One hand was already sinking down between her legs and stroking at the wet line of her slit as her mouth tried to please the cock, her lips pressing in tight and close.
She licked the underside of it, moving from base to tip with a rolling movement that used the flat of her tongue. It was a long, thorough movement, letting saliva drip down behind her, and Teak let out a content moan at the touch. Her tongue licked across the heavy shaft and up toward the bulbous tip, swirling around it with a clumsy stroke, but it seemed to excite Teak, all the same. Galena had little idea of what she was doing, but the plump girl did it anyways, licking the cock with her tongue, rolling it around the swollen flanks and around the head, eyeing the thickness that stood up so powerfully - jutting like an obelisk between her athletic thighs.
She stroked herself just as hard as she pleased the cock, if Galena were being honest. It looked amazing as it stood there, towering up, and when the saliva coated the length from top to bottom, it shone. Galena was practically panting as she lapped at the rubbery head, admiring the thickness of it, and then swirled down the throbbing flanks of the cock. She caressed it with the soft, hungry touch of her mouth, and being so close to it made it hornier than she cared to admit. It felt amazing pressed against her lips - so solid and hard, dense and thick, and she wanted it.
It was a cock that deserved to be ridden, and when Teak patted her lap, a chuckle in her voice, and said, “Galena, sweetie, why don’t you give it a ride?”, she didn’t resist whatsoever.
She lowered herself on Teak’s lap, already feeling her insides twisting with happiness at the thought of having her friend’s cock filling her up. She aligned it with a bit of struggle, her hands twisting at the thick rod and setting it against her lower lips, while Teak just caressed her thighs and held her wide hips. She gasped as the head dragged through her plush folds and scraped across the entrance of her pussy, and she mewled as Teak applied a bit of her wonderful strength and pulled her down onto her cock. She didn’t do it with any sort of hesitation, either; she was wonderfully bold and in control, just like Galena craved.
“Oh, Teak,” she sighed, whimpering weakly as the slick folds of her cunt parted around the hard head. Her hips were guided down onto the turgid rod, and she gasped as inches of smooth cock pushed through the soaking mass of her pink petals and drove into her hungry snatch. She was wet, more than she’d expected to be, but the furious pumping of her own fingers had made her hot inside - and Teak’s cock was what she craved.
Teak didn’t just shove it all inside her, knowing that she couldn’t take it - and she was too big, besides. But she wasn’t slow, either. The pace saw inch after inch push into her tightness, filling out her cunt with each passing moment, drawing groans to her lips and shivers to her buxom frame. Her thick thighs soon pressed down against toned, athletic ones as she fully sat in the dark-haired girl’s lap, and she bit her lip as almost the entirety of her shaft fit into her velvet channel.
“You’ll have to be quiet,” Teak husked, her voice teasing and gentle. “We’re in a library, after all.”
Galena would have spared a laugh, but she was too busy groaning as hands moved over to grope the large, fat curve of her ass, and squeezed. Strong fingers dug into the fleshy mass and applied pressure, pulling the buxom girl up the vascular length of her throbbing dickmeat, dragging it out of her sopping channel with liquid ease. Juices slurped out around her fat length, running over her balls in syrup-thick lines that audibly squelched as she moved. The dark-haired Galena groaned with each movement, shivering at the potent feeling of a thick cock stretching her out and grinding down her insides, and found that she liked it very much.
Very much indeed.
With ease, Teak reversed her movements, using the grip on her fat ass to send her sliding up her eye-watering girth. Galena moaned out, unable to suppress the sound, but at Teak’s playful look, she clamped her lips shut. They ran the very real risk of being caught, and so she had to be quiet, regardless of how straining the cock was - but that only added to the illicit excitement, just like the erotica that she snuck out of the lewd sections of the library and read in quiet.
The big, meaty cock shifted through her wet insides, pushing them out even as it was extracted - up until two-thirds of it dangled underneath her snatch, and a third pulsated within her tightness. Just as quickly she was hauled back down, the grip on her ass tight and pleasant, and she mewled into her closed lips as the shaft pushed right back through with ease. Her tight walls clamped down hard and fast, hugging the length and moulding to it, but she was so wet and slick that the embrace was pitiful - her own juices let the cock just slide through.
There were no words as Teak bounced her along. They both needed to be quiet, and so Teak just locked eyes and stared as her hands groped the generous curve of her plump ass and pushed her on her fat obelisk of a cock. Her hands were firm, groping and kneading her assflesh, while the cock was harder and stiffer still. It felt deliciously hard inside of her tightness, like a stick of iron that refused to yield, and it soothed itches that Galena didn’t even know she had. It pushed through her snatch, each repetition seeing another inch fit into her body, stretching her out just that little bit more, and Galena struggled not to make a noise.
She bit down on a lower lip to suppress moans and groans, while hisses escaped her teeth. Her hands were tight on Teak’s shoulders, fingers stabbing into toned muscle, using them as a way to alleviate the wonderful stress playing across the length of her hungry slit. Her channel was filled out by the cock, her walls stretching and bulging around its eye-watering girth. She admired the way the towering pole fit inside her and stretched her out, jamming her full of hard, dense cock, the biggest she’d ever seen or read about. It was amazing, and not moaning about it became increasingly difficult.
Teak’s head leaned up, and her lips started to press hungry kisses against the fat, bobbing mounds of her breasts. As she sat and leaned in her lap they were sent bouncing and hanging down from a combination of gravity and their own impressive weight, which put them in-line with Teak’s head. She kissed across the fleshy expanse of pale skin, lips pressing in tight, drawing shivers from Galena as she was bounced along the cock. Inches of it slid through her sopping snatch, letting every bit of it hilt inside her tightness and then extract with sloppy and wet noises. Her insides bent and shifted around it, moulding to its impressive bulk, and her moans came out thicker.
They weren’t really muffled, but they were hard to control - and Teak was too busy groping her ass, kneading the squishy flesh, and also biting down on her tits to do otherwise. She kissed and suckled, pulling the creamy skin between her lips, and left marks on the rounded surfaces. She moved steadily toward nipples as stiff as pencil erasers and tugged one between them, fastening around it like glue, and sucking hard; so hard it was as if she was trying to draw out milk, leaving Galena sighing even more.
She was bounced along the cock as Teak played with her nipple; sucking hard and fast, cheeks hollowing out, pulling at it with desperate movements of her lips. She sucked and suckled, but did so with little noise - clearly not the first time she’d taken someone while trying to be quiet, and Galena marvelled at that. She loved the idea of someone with experience, and the fact that Teak came back to take her out of town and take her with all she’d learned after ten long years was… intoxicating.
Her wide hips moved up and down, guided by the hands stabbing deep into the plentiful meat of her juicy ass. Her aching core was shoved right full of stiff cock, which dragged out of her insides with sloppy noises and then plunged right back inside to the hilt. Her groans were only somewhat muffled as she rode the stallion of a cock in the backroom of her library, loving the sensations and the sheer delight of it. Her juices squelched out more and more as she was impaled, each movement gaining in speed, allowing Teak to take pleasure out of her body.
Her teeth shivered as teeth pressed into her sensitive nipple, and tried not to cry out at the sensation. More and more breastflesh was pulled into Teak’s mouth, and she sucked on it steadily, teasing her sensitive body with her mouth. Fingers groped her ass all the while, using the doughy mass to guide her up and down even as she played with it, jamming her shaft as deep as it could go before letting her thick thighs hit her own lap with muffled thumps. Breasts quivered and her ass jiggled at the repeated bounces, drawing out more and more muffled noises from her lips.
Her velvety sheath was stretched out over and over, her insides quivering around the thick meat-rod, and Galena loved it. It was the best thing she’d felt in a long time, and she didn’t know if it was because it was simply that good, or if it was because it was Teak, or even if it was the idea that she would finally be able to leave the little Village - any reason was valid, and all made her feel delightful. She gasped more and more, though she struggled to keep quiet, and her eyes closed entirely as the hard pole of cockmeat impaled her snatch and drew out fluttering sensations from her body.
Her insides clenched and coiled with strength, hugging the thickness more and more, and each hard thrust produced sloppier sounds. An orgasm rose on her hard and fast, too strong to bear and too potent to really understand - it was her first orgasm, and it left her feeling needy. She gasped a little louder as her insides started to shiver, rippling along the rod in a powerful milking movement, and Teak recognized it, as well. She hauled on her ass all the harder, pushing her down more, sucking on a fat breast and playing with her rear, teasing her on - until a low groan left the girl’s tightly-clamped lips, and she shuddered in orgasmic bliss.
Her entire body was sent trembling with pleasure the next moment, the first climax of her life so potent that she momentarily lost her sight. She shivered on top of Teak, limbs locking down, unable to move as electric waves of pleasure rolled through her - too potent to resist, too much to handle. It was utterly intoxicating, and she was aware of Teak still thrusting her cock into her body, her pelvis bucking up from her sitting position and jamming through the tightened, milking seal of her cunt. Fucking through her orgasmic pleasure, sending rushing fluids squelching, driving up so hard that she was breathless from it.
Galena gasped and mewled as her climax rolled through her - and the apparent stimulation of it triggered Teak’s, as well. Her milking, spasming inner walls coaxed out the funtanari’s orgasm, just as nature intended -and just as nature intended, Teak hauled her down and buried every last throbbing inch inside of her body, ensuring that there wasn’t a space between them, and came. They came in tandem, right together, thick spatters of cum filling her pussy, and the dark-haired girl’s gasping got louder still - head jerking back, hair fluttering against her backside, her lungs aching as she hit a new high she didn’t know was possible.
She was lost on cloud nine as spurt after spurt of thick semen splashed into her womb, invading the baby-making cavern with the baby-batter that was designed to claim it. Thick rivulets of seed stained the many pink inches, filling her up to the brim and then some, and Galena did nothing but rock and roll her hips in orgasmic bliss. She milked it for more, her cunt clamping and rippling, coaxing out stream after stream of creamy fluid; Teak had plenty to give, and sent it all spurting up into her body. Insides were pushed out and distended by the weight of it all - too much to easily handle, so much she was left gasping.
Gush after gush of rich, impregnating semen, pumped out of her swollen balls and buried inside her fertile, twenty-year-old body. There wasn’t even a hint of hesitation there, either - Teak didn’t pause, and just emptied out her load inside of her. Galena wasn’t sure if she should have been concerned by the recklessness -the implications of Teak doing such reckless raw sex over ten years left a lot of potential baby-mothers - or if she should be delighted that Teak came to impregnate her; both were delicious thoughts.
“Teak,” she gaped, “I -”
The door, suddenly, flung open, whipping through the air such that it cracked like a whip, and the furious form of Galena’s mother stood before them. “Now, just what the hell is going on in here?! ”
“M-mother!” Galena gasped, staring wide-eyed at the tall, voluptuous form of her imposing mother, Olivine. She was distinctly aware of the compromising state they were in, and knew that they were only caught out because of the noise - something that would be impossible to explain away. “I, uh -”
“What the hell is happening?” Her mother said furiously, for the first time in a while speaking above the library-mandated whisper. “What the hell do you think you’re doing with this - this - who in heaven is this?! ’
“Hey, Ms. Hapi,” Teak said, flashing a five-finger wave. She didn’t seem at all perturbed, and Galena wondered just how many times she’d been caught in a compromising position with someone’s daughter - or someone’s mother. “It’s been a while, huh?”
“ Hey? ” Olivine repeated indignantly, clearly furious, eyes scanning hard over the conjoined figures of her daughter and the muscled young woman she didn’t at all recognize. “ Excuse me? ”
“It’s me, Teak,” she said, dragging a hand through her dark, messy hair. “Teak Greenwood.”
There was a moment of pause, where the furious mother squinted. “...Teak Greenwood? That’s - it’s been years!”
“It has, yes. Ten.” Teak smiled with a disarming charm. “And I’m back, like promised.”
Olivine’s face darkened. “Ten years, and I find you back in town fucking my daughter?! ”
“There’s a good explanation for this,” Teak said patiently. Olivine inclined her head, clearly unbelieving, but giving her enough room to dig her own grave - which Teak proceeded to do. “I’m taking your daughter with me on a Pokemon journey.”
“Absolutely not!” Olivine scoffed, her words loud and fierce. She looked like she was about to say more, but paused. “Get dressed, you two, and then we’re going to have a talk.”
Galena missed the way that Olivine’s eyes scanned over the little bit of Teak that she could see, and then stared for longer still after Teak pushed her away and displayed her well-toned body to the older woman’s eyes, but Teak didn’t miss it. Not at all.
“Sure,” Teak chuckled charmingly. “We’ll talk. ”
Olivine
“Fuck, Teak, yes!” The older woman cried out, her legs flopping around the waistline of a girl that was, maybe, eighteen years younger than her. “Right there - right there! ”
Olivine, in truth, had no idea who had kissed who first. She only knew that she was incensed. She had kept her daughter from running off into the wilderness, and saved her from likely failure - and was intent on keeping her from running away still, even with the strange girl that said to be the person that had left ten years ago. She was also aware, though, that said girl looked nothing like she used to, and her mind just kept playing the same sentence over and over again the entire time they’d been talking:
Since when had that slip of a girl her daughter had played games with ten years ago become so hot?
Everything about her was attractive, from the muscles, to the face, to the messy ‘I don’t care’ hairdo and the frankly incredible size of her cock. She had grown up, and she had grown up well. Olivine hadn’t been intimate since her husband passed, and she was as starved for attention as any of the many MILFs that seemed to populate the Pokemon world - and with Teak in her office, flashing winks and confidant smiles and carrying a general demeanour and swagger that no one in the Village could pull off properly… she was hooked.
In no time at all, she found themselves both entirely nude, with Olivine voluptuous, womanly body pressed against her large, hardwood desk in a mating press, of all things; on her back, her legs spread, with Teak on top of her, pinning her down. Her legs were spread around her broad waistline, ankles digging into her lower back, genuinely pulling her down as she thrust hard enough to nearly ram through her cervix. Her arms clutched at her backside and pulled her deeper, scratching at the toned muscle, spurring her on more and more.
“Fuck me, Teak!” The older woman shouted happily, ignoring the daughter watching them with amusement. “Oh, fuck - Yes! - Just like that - ”
Teak fucked like a sex machine; like a Tauros put out to pasture, or something. A studhorse, fucking hard and fast, slamming her down into the desk, smashing her backside against the hard surface. Her legs flopped, and clenched down tighter in turn; squeezing the young girl’s waistline, tugging her in deeper. It was a fucking that Olivine had never gotten before in her many years, and she doubted that anyone could just ream her out like Teak was currently doing. Each thrust was a lightning surge of pleasure, sending trembles through her curvy body, and each hitting movement had her cunt clamping down in utter pleasure.
“You’re so deep,” Olivine praised, her voice loud and thick with arousal. “You’re fucking me so good - oh -”
Claps rang out as Teak’s pelvis smashed against the upturned curve of her pelvis - their hips smashing together, her toned belly ramming into the backs of her thick, motherly thighs, and down across her fat, round ass. Heavy balls smashed into the curve as she laid in with deep and punishing strokes, every muscle on her body tensing and flexing as she put her all into it. She fucked the buxom MILF as if trying to cement her worthiness for her daughter, showing her sheer power and virility in each reckless thrust. She pounded her against the desk, making her body ache from it, but it left Olivine squealing in utter bliss.
“You’re hitting my womb,” Olivine groaned, her breath a wheeze. Her body rocked against Teak’s, their breasts squishing together as the stronger girl pinned her down. Her DD-cup chest was like a plump set of pillows for Teak’s to roll against, and her torso literally used them as cushions while her hips sawed up and down with skill and force. The girl could move her hips in a way that showed years of experience, each movement smooth and rolling, her ass rising high, flexing, tensing, and then slamming down so hard that Olivine shrieked.
It happened, over and over again. She loved each thrust; loved the way her flesh clapped and smacked, and the simple fact that she had a massive cock stretching out her insides and turning her cervix into a pincushion. She groaned and moaned loudly as the girl hammered into her cunt, stroke after stroke, stretching her out more than she could believe was possible and then some. Her insides bent and rippling, trying to clamp down around the vascular slab of girlmeat that claimed it, and utterly failed to stop Teak’s mating frenzy.
“You’re wonderful, Teak!” She yelled and panted, pulling at Teak’s body with her long nails and digging ankles into the small of her back. Each thrust impaled her core right through, stretching her out before coming to a stop against the natural and spongy barrier to her womb - and only just, because it seemed like Teak would punch through. “Oh, fuck. You’re so good .”
“I know,” Teak husked against her ear, and Olivine groaned with pure lust. Her body was folded into the mating press and pounded there, her body serving as a comfortable cushion for Teak to slam down against with each desperate swing of her hips. She fucked like a rabbit, with all the vigour of youth, and Olivine was in love with it all. It felt amazing, exactly what she’d been missing out on for so long, and she didn’t want it to stop.
Her chest squished out in doughy rolls of side-boob as Teak laid into her, pressing down and pinning her against her desk, and continued to ram into her snatch. She filled her hungry, grasping slit with her slick cockmeat, hammering into her with near-wild abandon. In and out, in and out, her cock thrust and jabbed and speared through her flush folds, slamming into her cervix and then back again. Olivine groaned and mewled, her body writhing, spine arching, and chest sloping against the sides of her body. Her dark hair twisted around her neck as it was steadily mussed and tangled against the desk, getting worse with each thrust.
Thwaps and claps filled the office-like room as Teak rammed her cock into Olivine at full force and strength; knowing, instinctively, that the mother could take the rough pounding, and giving her exactly what her buxom body was craving. Like a sex-machine she reamed out her tunnel, thrusting along the many silken inches, showing her a pleasure she was left gasping for. Hips rammed down with loud, fleshy smacks, and pulled back just to do it all again. Her pace was rough and brusque, the movements of her hips skilled; she was clearly experienced at fucking people through a mating press, even ones as well-stacked as Olivine.
"Fuck me!" She moaned, her voice rising ecstatically. "Teak, keep - oh, right there, girl -!"
"Yeah?" Teak's voice was a throaty grunt that set all of Olivine's nerves blazing. "You like that, Ms. Hapi? Olivine?"
"Yes," Olivine panted, eyes rolling up into her skull at Teak rammed her cock into her cunt with tremendous and eye-watering force. Her pace was insane, the movements of her hips too intense to understand, and it left her breathless with joy. "I love it so much, Teak!"
"So much that you'll let your daughter run away with me?"
"Whatever you want, Teak," she moaned gutturally, "As long as you don't stop fucking me!"
"Perfect," the girl laughed, every iota of her being exuding confidence. She was clearly smug, but then, what twenty-year-old girl wouldn't be after getting a woman almost twice her age to squeal around her cock? It was as intoxicating for her as it was for Olivine, and she didn't begrudge her - she just shouted her praises as she was steadily impaled.
Down she went, sending thick, swollen balls clapping against her slit while her cock pierced through her sodden core. Her cunt lips were stretched obscenely wide around the pussy-clogging cockmeat, and her womb was feeling sore from the repeated impacts - but Olivine knew that if the sex ended any time soon, it would be worse. Her aching snatch was stuffed full time and time again, with Teak hammering out a lewd beat with each descent of her hips. Skin went red as she went all-out, and Galena watched it with wide eyes and a flushed face.
"You always were worried about your daughter going off and leaving you," Teak mused, her voice a low rumble that was as lusty as it was bold. "About leaving with me, leaving you alone."
"Yes," Olivine admitted, whispered 'fucks' and 'goodnesses' leaving her lips with each panting breath. She felt like she could barely breathe as Teak fucked her into her desk, and sweat beaded along her forehead. "It's true -"
"Maybe I should give you a daughter, then, to make up for the one I'm taking away," Teak mused, and Olivine gasped with pure need. "Fill up your womb with another little girl, so that you won't be lonely while Galena goes off to a bright future."
"Oh, fuck," Olivine groaned, shivering as the dick hilted inside her again and again. The thought that Teak put into her mind was dangerously intoxicating; a bold proclamation that this grown-up version of a waif of a girl would plant her seed inside her womb, knock her up with her kid, and then leave with her other daughter - possibly not to be seen until her own child was well grown up. A promise to leave Olivine a single mother, again - and it was a thought that was so delicious that she didn't want to say no.
"You always wanted a sibling, right, Galena?" Teak called, and the dark-haired girl nodded rapidly.
"Y-yeah."
"There you have it," Teak purred, her voice only modestly strained when compared to Olivine's hoarse crying. "So how about it, Olivine? Want me to pump a baby into your oven?"
"Oh, goodness," Olivine gasped, and an intense shudder ran through her. "Oh, fuck -don't pull out, Teak! Just keep going, please!"
Her begging was met with a laugh, and Teak slammed down hard. Olivine hadn't realized how close the girl was at all - she was fucking with such skill and intensity that the woman hadn't understood the signs at all. The only thing she knew was that the vigour of pure fucking was replaced by a sudden stillness as the girl buried herself hilt-deep, her fat balls throbbing against her cunt, and then replaced the friction of sex with another, more potent surge of warmth.
Olivine shouted in bliss as Teak's load of baby-batter came surging out of the tip of her meaty cock, and straight against her weary cervix. Thick waves of potent seed, pumped directly from her large and swollen balls and right into her womb. It was a river of the virile gunk, drenching her baby-making cavern with so much of the stuff that it seemed to defy belief - and it just kept pouring out. It rolled through her in silken waves, overflowing from her cervix in sloppy strings even while swimmers rose up to find eggs worthy of impregnation. Olivine could practically feel the young woman's potent seed taking root inside her MILF body, filling her empty oven with yet another child - or maybe that was Olivine's pure need putting thoughts into her brain.
The girl held herself down in a haze of impregnation. There was no mistaking just what she was doing; she ensured she poured every last drop into her fertile body, letting nothing spill or overflow, planting it down and tilling her fields. Olivine felt as if she should have been offended by the audacity of the girl, but she was, in truth, loving the sheer confidence she excluded; she knew what she was doing, and did it like it was her right.
Maybe it was, Olivine mused.
"There we go," Teak panted, her cock running through the squelching mass of her own seed. "We'll have to think of a name before I leave, though. Gotta be something... interesting."
"I - I - " Olivine was still panting. The feeling of an ocean of baby-batter swimming inside her made it hard to think. Every bit of her was tingling, and she shivered through it. "Y-you're -?"
"Oh, I'm not leaving yet, Olivine," Teak purred, and winked. "I'll make sure to leave you nice and satisfied, so we get your blessing before you leave. Plus, I do kinda need a place to spend the night - or maybe a week, since I should see my parents."
She turned and winked at Galena. "So, how does your bedroom sound?"
"Perfect," Olivine gasped, "just perfect - so please -"
Teak was already ramping back up into motion, her hips sawing out only to thrust back down, and Olivine was left gasping again.
She was, at least, proud that Galena had made friends with such a good and stud-like girl.
Teak
"All right, guys," Teak said, her arms wrapped around all three of her friends - as best as she could, at least, since her arms weren't that long. "Say goodbye to Burgunvale Village, and hello to the Pokemon world!"
"That's cheesy," accused Perenne.
"I think that's cute," said Lobellia.
Galena just smiled.
Teak laughed. "It is! But it's true. I've finally made good on my old promise, and you're all going to make it big - and that's my new promise."
The girls all looked at her with adoration in their eyes, forgoing the sight of their home town well behind them. They didn’t care any longer about the place they were raised in, and just wanted to see the world with their old-and-returned friend; the friend that promised them the greatest of pleasures along the way, too.
Teak couldn’t wait to teach them.