A Sexy Ride (Jack POV)

Douglas took the seat next to the window spreading his legs for you to kneel in front of him. You step over his leg and lower yourself to the floor. He gives you a big smile as he undoes his belt, pulling his pants down just enough, his cock springs free slapping against his chiseled abs. You may not be as muscle crazy as your girlfriend but it’s impossible to deny how hot it is to see that large cock laying against his body. You reach out stroking his already hard cock. You can see the guy across the aisle looking over at you. His phone pointed at you, obviously recording the public show.

It’s not the first time you’ve been recorded and it likely won’t be the last either. You ignore him, looking up at Douglas. You lean in licking his cock from the base to its tip. You slide your lips around his cockhead, and feel his hands petting the sides of your head. You let your spit slide down his shaft, your pumping hand rubbing it along his dick. You bob on the first couple inches, working his length with your hands. You occasionally look up at him, he seems content to let you blow him at your own pace. So it could be worse, you’ve experienced plenty of trainers who just want to slam their cock into the back of your throat.

“Wow, look at that,” he says pointing out the window. You stop for a second, trying to peer out the window but you can’t see from your knees. You half pull yourself up on his leg, not bringing yourself to a full stand. You spot what he’s pointing at, it’s a Braviary flying near our carriage. “I should catch a bird so I can fly whenever.” You stare at the flying type pokemon, it would be nice to be able to travel faster through the air. Douglas pulls you into his lap as you both watch the pokemon soar through the clouds next to you. He eventually starts feeling you up, one hand slipping under your shirt while the other caresses your ass.

It’s not long before your shirt is gone. With you sitting on his leg, he leans over sucking your nipple into his mouth. He guides your hand back to his cock, you return to stroking his spit coated member. The Braviary outside the window eventually dives out of view of the carriage. “Let’s get those shorts off,” he says, your nipple making an audible pop as it leaves his mouth. You stand up, shimmying your shorts down your legs. You can see most of the carriage turned to watch by now. Douglas just watches stroking his own cock while you step out of your bottoms.

He grabs your hips, pulling you into straddling him. His erections pressed between your body and his. He grabs the back of your head pulling you in for a kiss. His hands pick you up off his lap, the kiss broken as your body slides up his. He holds you to his chest as he takes one hand away to position his cock. You’re lowered down, your motion paused as his cock presses against your entrance. He pushes you down, his shaft sliding into you inch by inch, filling you with his girth. Your breath catches as you approach the base, a slight moan escaping your lips as you sit in his lap again.

He waits a second before using his strong hands to guide you up and down his cock. He thrusts up under you matching your motions, slamming deep into you. The slapping sounds fill the carriage alongside your moans. You can see the other passengers staring, more than a couple phones pointed your way. You bury your face in his neck as he pounds into you. The pleasure builds up inside of you, his cock filling you over and over. You can feel his massive cock throb inside of you, as he holds himself deep within you. Your core fills with his hot load, giving you that final push over the edge. Your inner walls squeeze around his member to milk out every drop of cum they can.

Out of breath and still recovering from your orgasm you sit in his lap unable to move. You’re eventually lifted off his lap, he sets you down in the seat next to him. You can feel the cum dripping out of you as you sit next to him. You see the man across from you still recording. Despite your exhaustion, you find your clothes and quickly redress. “Look it’s Celadon,” Douglas says pointing out the window again. You take a glance, catching sight of the pokecenter as you pass by and the giant Department Store in the distance.

The carriage touches down at the Celadon Flight Station and all the passengers slowly make their way off. Douglas wraps his arm around you, “So you want to grab a drink?” He gives you that big smile of his, he reaches across letting a strand of your hair pass through his fingers. “Then maybe after we get a room together?” he stares into your eyes.

You slip out of his arm, “I’m good.”

“Aw man, did you not like it?” he asks, looking disappointed that you turned him down.

For just a moment, you actually consider going back with him. Sex with him did feel great, and there is something endearing about his personality. But you quickly shut down the thought, “That’s not the point. I’ve just got somewhere to be.”

“Well, maybe next time then,” he says with a big grin on his face. He waves as he walks away.

The front desk of the pokecenter gives you the key to Amber’s room. John and her are asleep in the bed, so you take a quick shower before climbing in behind her. Tomorrow will be the first day of the Rookie Tournament, you need all the sleep you can get.