Rematch with the Lieutenant

You throw out Tingle, to meet Surge’s Pikachu. Your pants are pulled down around your knees, the woman quickly tugs at your panties to follow suit. “Tingle eleeeeeee-ahhhh,” you gasp losing your words, as her tongue slides across your pussy. Your arousal from watching her before has caused you to be sensitive to her touch. Your hand instinctively grabs her head, the cum covering her head seeps through your fingers. Your hand slides through what would easily be the loads of a dozen men, likely more.

Luckily Tingle had taken your half verbalized command, dodging the incoming Pikachu and firing electric webbing across the ground. You try and give another command but all that you can manage is a stifled moan. “You seem to be enjoying our little match,” Lt. Surge mocks from across the battlegrounds. “Maybe you’re a real glutton for pleasure, is that why you’ve returned? Just to lose to me again?”

You push your palm against the girl’s cum slicked forehead letting you take a breath. “You wish, I’m not about to lose again,” you call back before giving Tingle a new command. He uses bug bite, managing to land a blow on the speedy Pikachu. “See this will be Ooovoo SONOVA-” you shout as your hand slips across her slippery forehead, sending her hungry mouth straight back to your crotch.

The two pokemon exchange blows while you try to stay composed. Pikachu starts darting around, you see it coming at Tingle from his blindspot. “Mmmmhhhmmm,” you moan as you call out to him. Damn the woman between your legs. Tingle is knocked out by the Pikachu’s attack.

You want to save Trapinch for last, hoping that he can carry you to victory. So that means it’s Runt’s turn. “Runt biiiite,” you command almost doubling over from the pleasure brought on by the kneeling woman. Runt takes the initiative to chase down the Pikachu. She is easily able to catch the battered pokemon easily knocking it out.

“Already an improvement, managing to make it past my first pokemon,” the Lieutenant starts a slow clap. “Too bad, you’re still going to lose! Let’s go, Voltorb!”

You squeak out a few commands. Runt and Voltorb dance around the arena. You’ve been fighting the inevitable. Your knees give out as your orgasm starts, you fall forward. She tries to catch you but you push her off balance. She lands on her back, bringing you down on her face. You hump her face riding out your orgasm, trying to keep an eye on the battle. Runt luckily seems to be handling your lack of commands, just continuing to dodge and lunge.

Your hands are gripping the girl’s cummy hair riding her face. Runt is doing her best, but you need to pull yourself together to help. The sonicbooms are wearing her down slowly. You’re still recovering but try to raise to your feet. You go to stand up but your pants are still wrapped around your legs. The woman under you huffs as your pants press against her torso in your attempt to get off her. She wraps her arms around your legs pulling you back down. You can feel the cum on her arms against your exposed thighs.

Fuck, she’s not stopping. “Runt you’ve got this,” you encourage her through your erratic breathing. At that moment, Voltorb fires a beam of lightning at Runt dealing a final blow. You lean over grabbing your bag, returning Runt before sending out Trapinch.

“Ah, I see. You went and found yourself a ground type,” Surge says holding back a laugh. “And you think that will be enough? It’s a good thing you’re already on your knees,” he snickers pointing down at you.

You give standing up another shot, but are pulled back down again. She’s not going to let go, and you can feel your pleasure growing again. You and Trapinch don’t have that same connection as you and Runt. You doubt he’ll be able to perform as well without your guidance, another orgasm would likely mean defeat. And defeat means, your eyes trace Surge’s muscular outline. “Trapinch, bulldoze.” He jumps into action, stomping his foot sending a wall of ground at the pokeball shaped pokemon. Yes! Only a final 1v1 to go.

Surge sends out his final pokemon. The Raichu looks strong, you hope that Trapinch can pull this off. Raichu dodges the bulldoze walls with ease. The woman beneath you is doing an excellent job bringing you back to the edge of another climatic explosion. You place your hands on the ground trying to push up off her face. Each time Trapinch throws a wall, you can feel the vibrations run up your arms. Raichu has closed the gap, his tail shining like metal. “Trapinch, sand attack,” he kicks up a cloud of dust twisting out of the way. Raichu’s tail slams into the ground barely missing.

The oral **** on your pussy hasn’t slowed, despite your best efforts. Mmmm, this damn woman. “Bulldoze,” you squeak out before your arms give out. You fall back down, doubled over as she brings you to another disastrous orgasm. Your forehead presses against the ground between your forearms. You can feel the vibrations of Trapinch’s attacks again, the ground shaking alongside your entire body. You moan out in ecstasy, cumming for a second time on this woman’s face.

When you regain your faculties, you realize the ground isn’t shaking. Lt. Surge calls out, “Looks like the battle is over.” You use all your strength to sit upright, the woman under you finally stopping. You’re almost afraid to look, but looking at the battlefield you see the last pokemon standing. You can’t believe it, you just . . .