Non-Standard Pet Care[Ze Blitzkrieg]

[Firehead]

For what seemed to be a canine, his snout was fairly short, but it was easy to bury his entire face in your cleavage, and he gave no resistance at all. In fact, once you'd pushed him in there, his tongue slipped out lapping at your chest as he enjoyed the feeling of your soft mounds pressing to either side of his face. His grip on your hips tightened as if he had no intention of letting you pull away from him even if you had wanted to as you continued to allow him to bathe your skin in his saliva. Once he appeared satisfied with the washing he'd given you there, he pulled back just a little doing the same for the sides of your breasts which pressed into each other.

The soft flesh of your tits untouched as long as they had been were more sensitive than you could ever remember them. It was almost like being a virgin letting a man touch you for the first time. Finally, after several minutes of licking and lapping, he pulled completely from between your breasts and immediately laid his broad tongue against one of your nipples dragging it slowly against the nub which had been hardening ever since you'd pushed him into your cleavage or maybe even before that.

You felt him shift a little awkwardly as the stance wasn't exactly natural for his frame. Before you could even consider changing positions to make things less awkward, you felt something heavy slap against your knee though it was hard to tell exactly what it was through your jeans, there was one obvious possibility of what could be down so low on such a short male who was currently going to town on a woman's breasts.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Though she tried to stand stoically throughout the Absol's very determined efforts, Melissa couldn't help but let a few soft gasps and gentle moans escape as the Pokemon seemed to savor every inch of her bust. Were the situation not so bizarre, she might have even been flattered that a man... well, a male, found her chest so desirable that he sought to lap at every single inch of soft, pillowy bosom available. Even on a physical level, she couldn't help that it felt good, though she was incredibly ashamed to admit it. It couldn't be helped, though! It had been so long since she'd been touched by anybody, and with the divorce, she hadn't had the time nor the inclination to use any toys!

When she felt his mouth move from the milky paleness of her breast to her nipples, she stifled a sharp gasp. She could already feel herself getting hot and bothered from his diligent efforts, but if he started to suck her nipples, she'd end up soaking through her underwear, and there was no way he'd miss that if his nose was so keen as to pick up her need over breakfast. She had to stop him. But before she could even act to push him away, she felt something against her leg. She may have been just a little ditzy, but even she couldn't misunderstand what exactly might press into her knee while caught in such an intimate situation. Her cheeks flushed even more.

"O-Okay. Okay! Enough, c'mon, stop it," She began, reaching to push him away. She had wanted to sate his hungers, not make them worse, so that they wouldn't have any repeat incidents like the one in the kitchen. The housewife found herself squirming as she considered her next move. If she just denied him, after letting him all but worship her chest and get all aroused, then he'd undoubtedly act out again. In fact, she didn't even know if her daughter had any female Pokemon for him to work his needs out on to begin with. It was possible that he had those needs even before he had arrived, and seeing her body had just... awoken them. Denying them further was a surefire way to have him getting into all kinds of trouble. Especially after making them worse with her body.

"I'll, uhm," Melissa gulped as she considered her next words carefully. She knew an easy, quick way to help relieve him. She had done it a few times in college, here or there, for a study partner who had a hard time focusing, or a boyfriend who got a little randy after a party when she didn't want to spread her legs. A little bit of lotion, a couple tissues, and a sore arm later, and he'd be nice and sweet for her. She hoped.

"I'll help you finish. You need to let it out, right? So g-get down, and hop onto the bed. I'll... I'll take good care of you. I promise."

[Firehead]

He hesitated as you pushed him away from your nipple, and with his saliva all over it pulling it away from his warm breath made the room seem very cold when you finally rested him away. It was unclear what kind of situation Sam had gotten herself into. If she hadn't sent him to you, would he have made some kind of move on Sam? Perhaps the Professor that was having her take part in this experiment might know more about the situation.

He seemed taken aback by you denying his continued attention, but when you mentioned helping him finish, his mouth parted in a smile as he hopped up on the bed. He lay on his side almost looking like he was smirking as he parted his legs a little to give you a look at what you were dealing with. It was a dark grey like his face was. Instead of the rounded head of a man it had a more narrow pointed head, but the strangest part was the bulge at the very base. At first, they almost looked like they were his balls until you noticed the white, fuzzy sack further down. His nose snuffled a little and you noticed the length twitch and throb a little as he appeared to take note of your state of arousal.

"Sol," he said coyly as he moved a fore paw to tap at his thigh as if inviting you to come closer and 'take good care of him'. Already you could see a bit of clear pre trickle from the tip drooling slowly onto the sheets. Hopefully, Zangoose didn't have a strong nose, or it might be a challenge to wash the sheets out after he was done though perhaps if you were both daring and careful enough, you could keep the mess to a minimum. That would necessarily involve having somewhere for his deposit to go besides the covers, but you didn't have much time to ponder that if you didn't want him making a mess of them just waiting on you.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Another hard swallow followed as Melissa caught sight of the Absol's maleness. It looked a heck of a lot different than the ones she was used to in college, and he looked just about ready to burst as he waited for her to help relieve him. But she had to do it. It was the only way to try and get the unruly little creature under control, and once she had milked him dry, she could see about asking the professor her daughter had mentioned for help. If she could get the courage to admit what she had done, anyway.

Clearing her throat, she walked towards the bed, though rather than go right toward it, she maneuvered around the side. She normally kept her lotion in the nightstand anyway, and as she pulled the drawer free, she found a bottle waiting for her there. Steeling herself as she picked it up, she made her way back to the bed and settled down beside the Absol.

"Here, come and lean in my lap. It'll let you... let you keep sucking while I help, okay?" It was a rather intimate position, but at least she could contain most of his mess either on his belly or on her lap, depending on how vigorous a shooter he proved to be. She reached out to help him into position, holding out her left arm to cradle him and keep his back supported, such that his head remained on level with her breasts while his bottom lay on the bed itself. He could figure out the rest, she was sure, and so she busied herself in dealing with the lotion. He certainly had a rather... large endowment, and she imagined that trying to stroke over the big, hard bulge at the base would require quite a bit of slickness. So she was generous with her dollop, squirting it onto her palm and rubbing it in so it could warm slightly.

Her nerves were on edge as she stared it down from across the bed. If she considered just what she was about to do for too long, she'd never cross the threshold. So, with another calming breath, she reached out without warning and gripped him in the center of his shaft. Wasting no time, she stroked him a few times, spreading the lotion all across his pride, from base to tip, so that it lubed him up nice and properly. Then, with a firm but gentle grip, she started. Up and down, up and down, in a nice, smooth, even motion. Her cheeks burned like fire as she did, and she couldn't help but find her eyes drifting to the exotic looking tool as she pumped him in her palm.

"There we go... nice and gentle. That's better, isn't it? You just... You just let it out whenever it happens, okay? This is all about you. Don't hold back."

[Firehead]

He eyes you curiously as you walk to the night stand not seeming to get what is with the bottle you pull from the nightstand, but as you take a seat beside him, he seems more than happy to move onto your lap where he can return to toying with your breasts choosing the other nipple to play with this time. His tongue lavishing attention every inch of flesh around your nipple before finally giving the eager, hardened nub a firm lick sending further shocks of pleasure through your body.

The cock twitches strongly as your fingers touch on it. He was clearly very excited by everything that had gone on so far giving you some hope that he might be finished quickly. As you stroked it, you could feel the way it throbbed in time with his heart as your fingers worked over each inch of it. "Ab-soool," He coo'd into your chest as he enjoyed the feeling of your slick, warm digits roaming over his powerful, eager length. You were momentarily surprised at how warm it felt until you remembered this particular lotion had warming properties. It seemed he enjoyed that as his length twitched letting out a thicker splurt of pre with just a hint of cloudiness to it. As your hand continued exploring, you noticed certain spots got an even bigger reaction as you started to learn dicks weak point giving you an idea of how you might be able to get him off a little sooner.

Pushing his muzzle up against your breast, he took your nipple directly into his mouth bathing it in his warm, moist breath as he began to work it with his tongue like he had the other. His nose twitched a little though, and you soon felt a paw on your lap rubbing firmly against the crotch of your jeans the smell of your arousal not having gone unnoticed and only egging him on to further explore your body. He was like an insatiable animal, and the more he pushed, the more you gave in. You shuddered to think what might happen if he got it in his head to make some kind of move on Sam though leaving you the only thing between this lustful beast and your daughter's innocence.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Melissa couldn't truly tell which was more humiliating: the fact that she was jerking off her daughter's (admittedly, very intelligent) pet, or that she was enjoying it. It felt... good, to have somebody lust after her body so much, to say nothing of the fact that the hungry little fella couldn't seem to get enough of her breasts. They were always rather sensitive, and so a hot, wet, diligent tongue circling her nipples and suckling so eagerly had her squirming now and again, soft whines escaping her lips on occasion as she labored to get him off. As she got more and more into the act, her hand sped up, her grip tightening as she got a better idea of how much pressure her impromptu lover needed to reach his peak and empty his balls for her.

Of course, it didn't quite seem like he was satisfied to just stop there. She gasped when she felt his paw sliding down to press between her legs, rubbing against her throbbing sex with deliberate pressure. It was clear that he wasn't satisfied with just a little bit of manual relief, and the thought that he would be so pushy with her precious little girl if she instilled any further bad habits in him horrified her.

"N... No! Bad boy!"

Though her voice wavered in her rebuke, her hand did not. Rather than the tight, silky feel of her lotion covered digits, the Absol received something far less enticing: a quick slap across the tip of his cock, leaving it to twitch from the sensation.

"I didn't say you could touch me there! If you want to feel good, you have to listen! Only good boys get to feel good!" She punctuated her words with another slap, sharp and swift, against his tapered head, hard enough to sting a little but not enough to truly hurt his pride and joy, "N-Now be a good boy, or... or I'll stop, you understand me? I'll stop and you won't get to let it out at all. Not even a little!"

Provided he did as she requested, it was a simple enough thing to reach back down and circle her fingers around his shaft. A little apologetic rubbing around the sensitive head to make up for his punishment would be followed by a swift return to form, her sticky, lotion coated hand pumping him nice and fast, each stroke causing a lewd schlicking sound to fill the room.

[Firehead]

It really had been too long since you'd last had male attention, and even longer since one had been quite this entranced by your body. He churred in delight as your slick digits began moving a little faster over his shaft as you felt his pre add to the moistness of your digits. Everything was feeling more intense as he rubbed his paw firmly against your crotch, but you had to stop things before they went too far.

Absol gave you a quizzical look when you told him no though your voice did nothing to dissuade him, but the slap was far more effective in letting him know you weren't going to let him push things that far. There was a yelp caught in his throat, and with the second strike, his paw left from between your legs. He looked apologetic especially when you threatened to leave his desires unsatisfied. He nods his head relenting. You feel your own body quiver in protest, but this is for your daughter, so you're able to persevere. Besides, if you can't keep yourself in check, how can you hope to keep him in check?

His cock twitches as your fingers return their attention to his tip. The reprimand had ruined the mood a bit setting things back as far as getting him off was concerned, but you were able to get things going again with a little attention. After a moment's hesitation, he returns his own attention to your chest. The return of his warm breath after a few moments of the relative chill of the room only made worse by the thick coating of saliva soaking your flesh sent a shiver through you once again.

As the two of you continue your work, you feel his paws begin kneading at the bed. It almost reminds you of an antsy kid having no idea what to do with their hands. You can feel his cock twitching more frequently and stronger with every second. He's going to unload soon, but you may be able to make it a bit sooner if you give him something to do with his paws. Of course, all of that nervous energy will be taken care of soon enough even if you don't.