Blue III

You ready your pokeballs, already feeling excited about your coming forfeit. You may not like Blue, but you're a big fan of his cock, and a good thorough fucking would make the perfect end to the day's adventures. He could take you right here on the path!

Would he want you doggy style, you wonder, so you could keep out of the dirt? If you braced against a tree, he'd have pretty good leverage and could fuck you pretty hard. He seems to like missionary, though. Nothing wrong with missionary. Doggy style has hair-pulling, though. You've never tried hair-pulling but you're pretty sure Blue would be good at it. You wonder if there's a way to taunt him into fucking you doggy style.

"What's the matter, turtle slut?" Blue taunts, practically in your ear. He's supposed to be standing over there, but instead he's right up next to you, with his hands under your shirt, trying to unhook your bra. "Scared to throw your Pokemon? Or scared of what I'm going to do to you after you lose?"

"It's Hazel," you tell him. "Not 'turtle slut.' Rattata Two! I choose you!"

Blue usually throws Bulbasaur first, you remember. And Squirtle isn't good against Bulbasaur? Something about type advantage. You're pretty sure.

Blue throws Bulbasaur, just as you expected. The poor frog-monster looks exhausted. Blue must have done a lot of fighting in the forest, and he caught you just as he was heading back.

"Fight, Rattata Two! Fight! You can probably do it!" you call.

Blue has managed to unhook your bra, and he's grabbed your breasts in both hands. You suppress a grin. You remember from the lab that Blue is actually really good at foreplay; it's just that he only does it if he thinks he's distracting you from a fight. "You can touch me all you want, Blue," you tell him. "You won't distract me this time. A good trainer can handle a bit of touching..."

Blue has started teasing your nipples, now, and it's very distracting. You can feel your lower lips growing moist already.

"But you're not a good trainer," he breathes in your ear. "You're just a little whore, getting used by anyone who wants you. A walking wet pussy, free for the taking. Throw your next pokemon, turtle slut."

Oi. You suppress a flush of anger. You wish there were a way to shut Blue up so you could appreciate his hands properly. "Pidgey! Go!" You call back Rattata Two, who's been beaten by Bulbasaur while you were distracted, and send out your next pokemon.

"I'm really not into being insulted, Blue," you tell him. "If you must talk dirty, could you ahhhhh...."

Blue has slid a hand down your panties, and he seems to know just where to touch you. Your whole body pulses with desire as his fingers brush your clit. What were you saying, again? It probably wasn't important. You take a wider stance to give him better access.

"Could I what, turtle slut?" Blue taunts you. "Don't get cocky -- Pidgey just got lucky because Bulbasaur was tired. Pikachu! I choose you!"

You try to control your breathing, but Blue isn't holding anything back, and you're pretty sure he can tell what his fingers are doing to you. Pokemon battles while distracted is something you're going to have to get used to, but wow, it's hard to focus when he's rubbing your clit like that. Pidgey falls to a bolt of lightning, and you throw your other Rattata.

"You want this," Blue whispers. "Admit it, turtle slut. You can't handle all the pokemon stuff. You just want to follow me around on a leash, and let me fuck you however I want..."

His fingers press up into your opening, then, and you let out a low moan of raw lust. "Fuck, Blue..." you whisper.

"Throw your next pokemon," he says. "If you've even got any more."

You grab a ball and throw it. Blue's Pikachu has fought two pokemon just now, plus whatever else it fought in the forest; your own Pikachu is much fresher, and also, you suspect, more experienced. Hopefully it'll be fine.

Blue's fingers thrust into you again and again. He can't go very deep, not at this angle, but it's more than enough to keep you distracted. Your knees go wobbly and you nearly collapse. Your chest heaves; your panties are wet through, with slick moisture dripping down your leg. You wonder if he's going to make you cum before the fight is over.

"Fine," Blue grumbles, "you beat Pikachu. But are you ready for... Butterfree?"

Blue calls back his defeated Pikachu, and sends out a butterfly pokemon instead. Like Bulbasaur, the creature looks like it's been through some fights already. Your Pikachu immediately blasts it with lightning, and it faints.

"Well, then!" Blue growls. "You leave me ****. Pidgey! This is her last pokemon! Finish it off!"

It's not your last pokemon; you've got Squirtle and Dratini after this. But now doesn't seem the time to mention it. Blue finger-fucks you fast and hard, and it's taking everything you've got to stand upright. You lean back against Blue, inadvertently pressing your ass against his erection. That's going to be in you soon, you think. You've only got three pokemon left before he fucks you absolutely senseless. You're not sure you can last that long, not with what he's doing to you...

"Fuck!" Blue mutters, and he pulls his fingers out of you. "How'd you get so many levels on that Pikachu, anyway?"

"...what?" you ask, panting for breath. "You stopped! Why'd you stop?"

"You won, turtle slut," he growls. "I'll send your payment over."

You won? Really?

It's like a stupid joke. How could you possibly win? You had a zero-for-eight streak going! Now it's one-for-nine?

How are you going to get fucked senseless if you win?

"Wait," you gasp. "Wait wait wait. I don't want payment. I want a forfeit. I want... I want you to stop insulting me. No slut, no bitch, no whore. Call me Hazel. Forever. That's what I want."

If he gives you that, you can just fuck him without a forfeit. It would be fine. It would be more than fine, really. You could actually like him.

Blue shakes his head. "Not on the menu, turtle slut. And the next time I challenge you, I'll have all my pokemon rested. You won't be able to beat me when it's a fair fight. Here's your payment."

Your phone makes a happy beeping noise, and Blue turns and leaves.

Fuck.

Fuck.