Pokémon: Cast Away [Ze Blitzkrieg]

[Lazy Kitsune]

With each strike into he depths you watch her pink flesh bounce and ripple from the force of your hips slamming into her rear. Though she tried to keep from bellowing her pleasure out into the air, it was clear how loud she could get if she wasn't holding back, enticing the idea of breeding her again when her family wasn't within earshot. Such enthusiastic pleasure filled the tone of her moans that you wondered if she was preferring you even compared to her husband in his youth. That you weren't just stealing her away from him now but then as well. That would be quite the accomplishment given how she's spoken of his earlier years with such fondness, though to Xenarth's credit you still have him in part to thank for the delight that is Hazel. That seems to be the full extent of the role he has to play in Sylvia's love life, however, as you currently claim her for yourself, the constant wet smacking emanating between your bodies offering a resounding applause for your latest triumph.

She feels good enough to empty your load in several times over by now, but you have it in you to hold off and draw out the experience further. The MILF bent over before you lacks the same youthful vigour, however, allowing your physical prowess to overwhelm her own. She lasts admirably for her age, but her years of sexual neglect have left her utterly at your mercy and soon enough her tail stats swinging around in a fervour, almost smacking against your hips and the table. She claws on the desk, throwing her head up as her ass rolls back against your body. "B-uh- Buh- Bry~ce~" She cries out biting down on her lower lip to stop herself from squealing as her body shudders around your cock, eyes rolling up in her head. "Fuck! Too... good!" she gasps out, two heavy shakes that drag her weight down against your hips following her words and marking the settling of her climax. As you pin her in place, the table rattles more under her, but you minimise the overall thrashing that had already knocked a couple of baskets of yarn off from their various netted perches. Silky doesn't seem to mind however, already having gathered what she needs for the task at hand and not wanting to interrupt the show playing out before her.

With the fire of her orgasm passing, Sylvia is left beneath you murmuring and catching her breath, her smooth, curvaceous form pressed against the desk before you as she relaxes in the afterglow. Juices stream liberally down from where you are joined at the hips, your cock utterly submerged in her warm and tight depths as she enjoys the feeling of your hands running along her back. You see a smile reach around the side of her face as she rests with her cheek against the table. "Ooh... sensitive too... Careful Bryce. If you tick all my boxes I might end up falling for you... ~ah~... then I'd have to keep you all to myself."

Her cheeky comments are cast aside with a loud gasp as you grip her hips once more. She seems surprised that you intend to keep going, but not at all objecting. As you flip her over, you watch her tits sway and shake and she sets her back against the desk, her thighs spread wide to wrap around your hips. Before she can comment on what was happening, breathless as she was lying before you, you drag her down and she drops her jaw, letting her tongue hang out as she feels you carve your cock deep into her.

"M-more?" she eventually manages to moan out as you keep going at her. "Fuck... you are... everything... I've missed..." she gasps for air desperately, her moans keeping her from forming sentences quickly. Each thrust of your cock seems to knock the next thing she wanted to say out of her mind and she takes a few thrusts more to remember. "I'm... out of practice... but... fuck... I want you... to train me up again... please... keep... ooh... keep going..."

She tries on occasion to reach up and wrap her arms around your shoulders, occasionally managing to hold that position enough to plant a few kisses on your lips, however more often than not she's falling back down onto the desk and has to let her arms rest by her sides as she gets pounded out by you relentlessly. Her efforts to reach up end entirely once you batter into her yet another orgasm. It runs through her body, stoking a flame that forces her to move and clench and twist and shake, yet she's clearly fucked into a stupor so the vibrancy of her orgasm is at odds with her otherwise breathless bliss. Afterwards all she can do is take your cock, with a face so full of pleasure that you're not sure Sylvia's even home anymore. Just a hot vessel to pump your very heavily worked up seed into to make use of her motherly features to their full extent.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Bryce lost himself in the cacophony of clapping flesh and breathy mewls as he settled into the business of leaving his mark on Sylvia. For all her boasts before their first coupling, the poor woman didn't seem like she was half so accustomed to the long, vigorous sort of love-making that she had so desperately yearned for. It must have been a truly long time since a male last put her through her paces, and the young breeder couldn't help but feel a swell of pride—amongst the swelling of other things—that it was him welcoming her back to the world of carnal pleasure. Maybe he'd make good on her request and get her back into shape. He had spent years training actual Pokémon at his grandfather's daycare, and almost as long carving his shape into the farmgirls and housewives of Solaceon town. What better way to use his collective skillset than bringing the matron of Hardnut Town back into practice between the bedsheets? If the type of Pokémon journeying they did back in Sinnoh would've seen him buried balls deep in the busty vixens he trained, he would've abandoned his hometown years ago.

Each stroke of his cock, each rut of his hips seemed to whip the curvaceous Vaporeon into a sex-drunk stupor. Strong hands reached to pin her wrists to the tabletop, part of him grateful for the sturdiness of Hardnut's furniture, and he kept pistoning into her even as she came around him for what must have been the third time in a row. The sight of her hot, sweaty body bouncing up and down, up and down, jiggling and writhing to the tune of his thrusts egged him on. Every muscle inside her seemed to twist and pulse around him, instinct carrying where her mind had failed, and he could feel the nut that she had been so dutifully coaxing up inside him burbling to the surface as he watched her mind blank before him, leaving her little more than a vessel to be anointed with the thick, hot seed of a proper, virile stud. It was the kind of thing she wanted. The kind of thing she deserved. A woman as incredible as Sylvia, as sensual as Sylvia, deserved nothing more than to have her every base desire fulfilled.

And he wanted nothing more than to be the one to do it.

"Fuck! Here it is!"

It was all Bryce could do to keep from bellowing out his pleasure, instead snarling his profanity in as hushed a tone he could manage when he felt his stomach drop. His muscles tensed on reflex as he felt his balls tighten and his shaft begin to throb. Carried just as much by instinct as Sylvia had been, he slammed his hips home, burying as much of his cock between the shapely thighs of his matronly lover as he could manage. He throbbed hard, once, then twice, and a third time as his load worked its way up from swollen balls to the thrumming head of his pride. On the fourth throb, he gasped, and the first of many fat wads of cum fired as deep as deep went. Each time he felt himself pulse another impossibly thick rope into Sylvia, he rocked his hips against her, aftershocks of the intense, muscle-wrenching bliss he felt rippling through her supple body, her tits bouncing in rhythm with his pleasure.

After a certain point, his knees weakened, and he collapsed forward atop the beauty who had worked him up so very much. The hands that had pinned her wrists moved up to tangle fingers with her own, and he continued to rock himself against her even as he pinned her down, pressing his lips to her jaw so she could hear every deep, involuntary grunt that followed another pulse of his seed filling her. And when he felt that throbbing weaken, and his breeding frenzy begin to fade, his grunting changed to deep, soft, satisfied rumbling, and his lips took to stealing quick, affectionate kisses all up and down the side of her face as he came down off his high.

"Mmhph... Thank you for your... considerable hospitality, Sylvia," His words were still smoky as he savored the hot dampness along her jaw, tinged strongly by the warm afterglow he felt, "I hope I repaid my debt to you and more."

[Lazy Kitsune]

As each rock of your hips marked another fat load of cum filling Sylvia's womb, you watched her tired body, fucked to blissful exhaustion, shake and shiver with the slam of your hips against her. Each bounce of her tits timed with you driving into her depths to seed her at her core, emptying out more of your balls deep into her. As the weight of your frantic and passionate rutting hits you as well, you bring yourself down upon her, your hands clasping onto hers as you press your lips to her skin, tasting the slick sweat of your lovemaking across her until you bring yourself to steal kisses from her. Wet, hot throbbing continues to pump her full of your cum, filling her with your warmth as her tongue tangles with your own. She chases each kiss with another between eager gasps and times where you kiss along the sides of her face and leave her to moan and pant in the afterglow of your lovemaking.

"Ohh..." she murmurs, feeling her words return to her with a gentle simmering of the heat that had overwhelmed her body just moments prior. "Bryce... I feel... spoiled~ You certainly know your way around a woman. We'll have to do this again sometime... only I'll be the one spoiling you, young man."

A melodic clearing of a throat calls both of your attention to the other woman in the room. Silky had not entirely devoted herself purely towards the tailoring of your outfit. At some point it seemed she had slip a hand between her legs and the slick wet rivulets running down her thighs indicated she had reached a climax of her own while watching you pound away her friend on her work table. This distraction had not diminished her work efficiency at all, however, as presented on a separate work surface was the finished outfit.

"It's on the simpler side~ I had not much time to make it, after all~ But I have no doubt it will look good on you~"

She gestures with her non sticky hand towards the presented clothes. A mix of reds and whites - occasionally broken up with black patterns - to create a sleek, slim fit athletic wear. The top almost looked like a jacket for a professional athlete, albeit a bit on the lighter side, yet held within it some features of a more traditional robe - though it doesn't hang far past your hips. The front would be held open, showing off a decent amount of your chest given there didn't seem to be anything to wear underneath it. It looked like the material might be somewhat water resistant. Handy given how you got to this island in the first place.

They come with matching shorts which, while baggy towards the bottom, tighten around the crotch. Given how hyper sexual a lot of the clothing around here has been, it shouldn't be too surprising that your own outfit would come with similar fashion choices - though given the extra care that had been put into measuring your cock, you expect Silky would make sure it wouldn't squeeze anywhere unfortunate - simply create a bulge to show off exactly what it is you have that seems to be impressing so many of Hardnut's women.

"Please try them on~ I want to make sure it all fits properly and comfortably before you leave~"

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Much as he may have liked to bask in Sylvia's esteem and enjoy the triumph of having thoroughly bedded the town's matriarch, the sound of Silky's melodic voice reminded Bryce that he and the curvaceous Vaporeon were, in fact, not the only people in the world at that moment. He offered the motherly vixen beneath him another kiss, this time a longer, sweeter, more affectionate one than the many dozen he had peppered all over her during their heated lovemaking, each suckling and greedy. When his lips left hers, he gave her a cheeky little smile as he pressed up off the table and admired his handiwork.

"I'll be looking forward to it, Sylvia."

Given how entangled the two of them were, Bryce took pains to slide himself from the hot, grasping hole that had milked him so thoroughly only moments before. Though, given how incredibly arousing Sylvia's performance had been, there was no preventing the deluge of thick cum that poured free from her well-bred pussy in the absence of his cock to keep the seed where it was wanted. A considerable amount of his hefty load and Sylvia's plentiful juices seemed to hang off his member in great, heavy strands even as he shuffled away from the table to get some fresh, cool air. While his eyes admired Silky's handiwork, he couldn't help but feel rude squeezing into the freshly made garment while still so very sticky. Of course, he was always a rather resourceful young man, so the solution to his woes came quickly.

"It looks incredible, Silky," Always quick with some genuine flattery and a charming smile, he offered her nothing less than his best as he wandered over to run a finger along its length, "I can't wait to try it on... although, given how hard you worked to get it done quickly, I'd feel terrible if I stained it right away."

Given the way her own thighs seemed soaked by what he could only imagine was quite a little bit of voyeurism, perhaps Silky would understand where he was going with things even before he said them. Gesturing down with a flick of his eyes, his smile turned just the smallest bit apologetic.

"Maybe you could tidy me up while I slide into the jacket? Consider it a little extra for your diligence."

[Lazy Kitsune]

Pulling yourself away from Sylvia took greater effort than with most your lovers. Something about the warm way her insides gripped you, the affection laced in every stroke of her tongue against your own and the comfort of her breasts offering soft pillows for you to press yourself against all came together to be as soothing as it was arousing. Like a delightful blanket to keep you and your cock snug as you made yourself home. Though you couldn't spend the rest of the day buried inside the cheeky MILF. At least, not the rest of this day. At least drawing away from her gave the room the lovely, gentle melody of Sylvia's delightful voice gasping gently for air with cute little sighs and breathy moans sprinkled in as she basks in the afterglow of your ravishing.

Your cock would not be left unattended for long, however, as Silky smirks as you bring her attention to your current concerns. She sways her way over towards you, her hand slick with her juices as she reaches over to run it across your cock, mingling her release with your own cum and Sylvia's wetness. "Well we can't have that, can we~" she murmurs, before gracefully gliding down to her knees.

She hums a little melody as she leans in and breaths deeply of your musky crotch, before her tongue starts to lap around the sides of your thighs, cleaning up the heavy mess Sylvia made, cumming around your cock as often as she did. An arm from behind reaches over to grasp at your shoulder, squeezing it fondly as Sylvia moves onto her side to recline on the table as she watches you and Silky. "Hmm... impressing more women already, Bryce?" she purrs, licking her own lips as she watches Silky move on to lavish your balls with her tongue as their bed.

Not long later, your cock is able to enter the warmth of her mouth as she hums her melody around it, letting her lips and tongue vibrate a steady rhythm around your cock as she sucks the remainder of your seed from around your shaft.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Bryce couldn't help but allow his smile to turn a little bawdy, but what could he do? The women of the town, or at least, the more matronly of them, seemed more than willing to attend his desires. In the fact of so many lovely, shapely, horny MILFs, any young man would find himself slipping into debauchery. And so, the breeder did little to stop his downward slide, even as he slid his arms one at a time into the sleeves of the lovely jacket Silky had so diligently sewn for him, watching with interest as the seamstress did a little sliding of her own, and dropped down onto her knees before him. His sighs were blissful and languid as she tongued his sensitive meat, wicking away the generous coating of feminine cum that Sylvia had anointed him with, and the virile seed of his own which had mixed with it at the height of their coupling. When he felt the hand of that most delicious of creatures rest on his shoulder, he reached back to cup it gently, leaning so he could plant a few kisses on the Vaporeon's delicate hand.

"I always aim to please. And there is so, so much to please in this town," His voice was almost reverent, though how much of that was inspired by the gorgeous women of Hardnut, and how much by the feeling of a hot, slick tongue flattened beneath his balls was up to debate, "Seems I'm not the only one looking to do so..."

As the Bug-types maw opened to accept his shaft, humming and buzzing around him so wonderfully, his other hand came to gently rustle into the leafy foliage that looked to be Silky's hair, careful not to bend her antenna as he let the weight of it urge her on. She certainly seemed an experienced hand when it came to all matters sexual, and though he had busted another load in Sylvia only moments before, the way her melodious song seemed to vibrate all the way to his root all but assured him another was cooking up in those big, pendulous balls of his. Leaning a little further back, he beckoned Sylvia to sit up a little so he could rest his weight against her succulent form, his arm beginning to bob between his legs to encourage Silky to move.

"I feel a little guilty, only providing... inspiration, to Silky. Maybe she deserves a little more for her hard work. Maybe you could... mmph... help me give it to her? A generous tip?" He couldn't help but rumble in delight as he spoke, enchanted by the the wet, hot suction around his maleness, "You've proven very adept at coaxing them from me, so far."