Tit-Fucking and Finger Sucking

You're on your knees in the middle of the woods in front of a trainer who's currently sitting on your exhausted Bulbasaur. Not only is your bra soaked in your own drool and the trainer's fresh load, but that fresh load ended up all over your front, as in your stomach, your shorts, and even your thighs.

You roll your eyes at his proposition and groan, lifting your bra again and leaning forward and down forcing his cock in between your soft tits. It slides in with ease since your tits are smeared with fluids, and you maintain eye contact and a cold glare as you lower farther, having his cockhead finally peak through the top of your cleavage and continue out a few inches.

He smirks down at you, "Damn that bitchy look makes this so much better." He laughs and you continue a slow pace of raising and lowering your body to stroke his cock with your rack. You're not in a position to really do much but just get this over with, although you can at least keep your pride and keep your fire as a trainer.

"Babe get it through your mind that this shit!" The trainer laughs making a gesture kinda to illustrate he means your attitude, "Is actually making this so much better, using a chick who calls herself a cum dumpster willingly is so boring."

"But the sluts who take time to break? Those, are the ones who actually end up being the biggest sluts." He laughs, poking you on the nose as he emphasizes when he says 'those'.

Trying to ignore his verbal mockery, you look in any direction besides up at him while still stroking his member through probably one of the best tit-jobs this guy has ever gotten. You make sure to keep your hands, specifically the one covered in his jizz from when you blocked his baby-batter from hitting your face, from touching anything till you could clean your hands.

As you're going through the motions, you make a slight adjustment when your hand comes too close to your thighs to rest, the trainer takes notice.

"Grab your tits." He says plainly and as an order as if that were just a normal statement to utter out. He doesnt even take a moment to look at you as he looks around at the surrounding trees.

"What? No! My hand happens to be covered in a special someone's nu-UT" you start to say but yelp as the tentacles around your wrists go taut and forcefully reposition your hands to be cupping your tits. You're now pushing your tits up with your hand covered in cream is now smearing more into your bra.

"Ugh. Seriously?" You groan, still continuing your body motions since you kind of saw that one coming.

Suddenly you let out a little groan, as the tentacles push on your wrists into your tits enough that the massaging and self-groping gives you a little bit of pleasure. As soon as you let out an audible noise you know you're absolutely fucked.

"Aww the little missy here is enjoying the cum-rag treatment." The trainer laughs mockingly. He looks down meeting your classic cold glare as you look up at him. His smirk makes you want to sock him in the jaw.

Trying to hide your temper and change the conversation you ask, "so when am i done? Do i have to get you off again?"

"Ugh you have a tiny mouth let me tell you, but damn you can talk an ear off." The trainer groans and snaps his finger in the air.

In a moment as if a scripted, rehearsed sequence occurs. The tentacle holding your hand covered in cum to your bra pulls it back, the trainer slaps your tit through your bra and it lets out a LOUD slap. You grasp and open your mouth wide in shock as your body has a sensation overload. You almost barely register that the tentacle firmly plants your band back in place, but what you do notice, is the trainer shoving his index and middle finger past your lips.

"Suck." He orders, but you beat him to the punch, instinctively sucking, milking his digits that are covered in the cum smeared onto your bra that's from the slap.

Your tongue is wrapping around his digits and you're greeted with the taste of his his cum, and oddly enough... it's kinda good. You start to quicken your body movements, when you freeze.

Your eyes shoot open, having them closed earlier when you started sucking his fingers. You don't know why you had that reaction, but before you could really think about it, you look up embarrassed and see him staring down at you in disbelief.

"Damn you really are a slut aren't you?" He says still in shock.

Author's Note: Hello! Miss me? So i finished this chapter right now as im posting it, and I'm baked, but i plan on slowly continuing this branch, i got a lot of great ideas! Since this isn't my story I'm not gonna plug my own story and another story in the making. (Im not gonna point out the obvious)

But for real, i hope yall are doing well! Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and please feel free to leave any feedback, critique, or suggestions!