I should have foreseen the trouble I invited by adding a Salazzle to my team. Of course she wouldn’t be content to watch another female enter her trainer’s bed every night, especially not right after leaving her harem behind to join said trainer. It must have felt like being stabbed in the back. I regret being so insensitive to how she felt, but she seemed content with the outcome in the end, so maybe my callousness is forgiven. It’s hard to tell with her.
It all started two weeks ago.
“What would be a good name for you, huh girl?”
We sat in the Pokemon Center post-capture, her stretching out on my lap in that suggestive way her species was known for and me stroking her jawline in thought.
“A name… Something dignified but with attitude… Princess? No, that’s more of a nickname. How about Missy?”
Her nictitating membranes blinked at me before she coughed an acrid cloud into my face. I’m no Pokemon whisperer, but I figured that had to be a no.
“Okay, something better. Hmm…”
I scanned the room for any kind of inspiration. There was a play area for young children and Pokemon in one corner filled with Pokedolls and other toys. A boy and a Tyrogue were stacking blocks together. An Igglybuff rolled in circles around them, the only thing distinguishing it from the stuffed versions scattered about. On the wall above them was a color-coded map of the world’s continents. I hadn’t visited many of them, but much of my work had been in Kalos, where I met my beloved Gardevoir as a co-worker many years ago.
“I’ve got it,” I said aloud with a snap of my fingers. “Reine. It’s Kalosian for queen.”
Salazzle’s tail stopped its idle flicking and her head perked up, eyelids batting at me. I crooned the name to her again with the reverence of a true queen’s devotee. She seemed to like this as she started to preen her scales, her jagged smile becoming haughtiness incarnate.
Stroking her ego so much from the outset probably set a precedent for what would come.
That night, she crawled across every inch of my apartment – including the walls and ceiling – to thoroughly sniff out any competition that might have laid claim to my home (and no doubt leave behind her pheromones as a message). This made me a little nervous, but I trusted my Gardevoir, Lily, not to entertain a petty rivalry, and Reine finally curled up in my spot on the couch to nestle in for the night. Thinking she was pacified, I retired to my room with Lily for our nighttime routine. It was steamier than usual but I failed to connect the dots at the time.
Come morning, my folly became apparent.
It looked like two armies had waged war within my apartment, but a one-woman army was more accurate. Every piece of furniture was singed with palm prints, especially the chair Lily liked to sit in by the window, leaving it nearly unrecognizable. Acid burns speckled most solid surfaces with swarms of tiny pockmarks. An overwhelming musk filled the apartment, sickly sweet like poisoned dessert. And lounging on top of the fridge like it was a throne, charred streaks marring its surface, sat Reine surveying her conquered domain. She raised her head on seeing me but lowered it again with a hiss when Lily appeared behind me.
I noticed the aggression in Reine’s eyes and tried to position myself between the two Pokemon, but there’s no placating a spurned Salazzle. She lunged. Lily assumed a protective stance in front of me just in time to catch a glob of acid. A shudder ripped through her and she dropped to one knee, but she didn’t need to remain standing to return a psychic blast. It caught Reine right out of the air and held her there, struggling to twist her neck around and breathe out the angry flame licking along her lips.
Lily’s overwhelming experience shut down the conflict faster than I could react. Standing, she twisted her hand and set her already incapacitated foe spinning in several fast revolutions to leave her dazed – perhaps the most spiteful thing I’d ever seen her do. She was still glaring daggers when I retrieved some potions to heal her wound, a nasty poison that sizzled on her skin like a burn. Then I returned Reine to her Pokeball which vibrated in my grip for several disconcerting moments before going still. I let out a sigh.
“How are we going to discipline her?”
Lily got a thoughtful look, then a series of obscene images flashed into my mind. At least they weren’t obscene in a violent way. As protective as the Gardevoir species can be, she could have seriously hurt Reine. Luckily my Lily is more of a lover at heart.
I let Reine stay in her ball until that night to cool off and maybe think about her actions, although I didn’t have much hope she would find herself at fault. That allowed Lily and I to spend the day planning and preparing our new little brat’s correction. We stopped by the Pokemon Center first for a checkup to make sure Lily didn’t have any lasting poison in her system, but also to buy some organic, Pokemon-safe lube. Next was the Mart for a restocking of assorted potions (just in case) and to pick out a meal we thought Reine would like as a peace offering. Apparently Salazzle enjoy spicy foods, so some Figy berries would hopefully put her in a better mood.
By the time we got home, Lily had finally de-stressed from her state of high alert, but I was still nervous. I wasn’t sure if Reine would ever get along with Lily, but I’d damn well try to train it into her. When I let her out of her ball she immediately spun in every direction chasing the pervading scent of Gardevoir. Finding us alone, she slithered over to my leg and wrapped herself around it, hugging me while slightly digging in her claws. I winced but held still and offered her a berry.
“Are you hungry?”
She pouted, turning her snout away and applying more pressure with her claws.
“I’m sorry, Reine. I didn’t mean to make you jealous, but that’s my fault, not Lily’s. You shouldn’t fight with her.”
She hissed at her rival’s name and continued to avoid my gaze.
“I really want to make this work. Will you give me a chance to make it up to you?”
The tip of Reine’s tail continued to twitch back and forth, but gradually the sharp points of pain in my calf withdrew. She side-eyed me, then snatched the fruit from my hand and gobbled it up while I stroked her neck. I never thought Salazzle could be so clingy and the cuteness was starting to have an effect on me, but she hadn’t been a harem leader for nothing. Licking her lips after the meal, she eyed me again, a half-lidded seductress gaze.
So she wanted to take the lead.
I obediently laid back on the bed, allowing her to climb my body and look down at me – or rather, the shirt between us. With a few quick nips, her teeth removed the buttons so she could peel back the fabric and press herself fully against me. I shivered. An intense heat, right on the borderline of bearable, suffused directly into my skin, and the scales of her underbelly were smooth as satin. With a knowing smirk, she grinded against me to accentuate the texture, her hands gliding up my chest and leaving tingles with their warmth. She made a trill deep in her throat when I grabbed her hips and ground her against my erection.
My pants were still on, but not for long. In a show of snake-like flexibility, Reine somehow curled beneath herself and slithered into my pants while her legs still straddled me. I had to suppress a chuckle at how ridiculous she looked – like a spicy, overzealous macaroni noodle – reasonably wary that she’d take offense. But when the spice kicked in, it left me in no mood for humor. Her cheek was just as smooth as her belly, at least according to my dick as she rubbed herself all around my crotch, making sure to mark me with her pheromones. The thought that she was also marking herself with my scent made me throb even harder.
The thrill of danger from allowing a highly jealous Pokemon, who had ransacked my home in vindictive rage just twenty hours ago, to bring her jaws anywhere near my junk was making me… painfully hard. I could feel her breath hot as an Ember fired straight down my shorts curling my pubic hair. I froze when I heard a ripping sound, and the relief that flooded me when I felt cool air rather than excruciating pain on my crotch was almost orgasmic. Reine righted herself, arching above me imperiously.
“Prove to me that you’re the queen.”
Her long tongue curled around her snout and then she dropped, never breaking eye contact. The heat surged tenfold and I gasped. If her skin was hot, her insides were molten. If her scales were satin, her pussy was shiny Silkoon silk soaked in lube and blessed by fucking Arceus Himself. Then it squeezed, and my balls nearly collapsed inward like a dying star. Reine didn’t even have to move to massage me, but she did anyway, intending to blow my mind or leave me crippled – whichever came first. Either way, it was clear our first time wouldn’t be a marathon, but a blitzkrieg to prove that she was a better fuck than Lily had ever been. And it really was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, but let’s not forget: I intended to disavail Reine of that arrogance.
A queen is just a bitch by another name.
I grabbed her plump hips and rolled, taking advantage of her internal focus to flip us before she could react. Then, striking like a Seviper, I lunged and pinned her neck down to the bed with my lips. I could feel her pulse throbbing in the soft flesh under her jaw as she realized what was happening. Her hands shot out but I intercepted them, intertwining our fingers and pinning them down too. The sizzle on my palms only spurred me. Her juices had already drenched my crotch a while ago and now they made an audible splash when I drove into her with my full weight. She arched beneath me, her legs and tail winding around my hips like a good submissive girl.
I pounded her into the bed until she was a limp noodle quivering beneath me. Luckily, I was still cocked and loaded when I pulled out (thank you, pornstar stamina), although my dick was an angry red from exposure to such intense heat. Looking down at her and the mess we made of the sheets, the feat wasn’t lost on me. You don’t just fuck a horny Salazzle trying to prove a point into submission. This wouldn’t have been possible at all without my specific background. Even so, I also needed a breather before the next round started.
After a few minutes, I felt Reine curl up against my side, draping an arm over me. Her tongue occasionally snaked out to taste the sweat on my skin. I hugged her closer to me and only then noticed that her back was much cooler than her underbelly, which really helped to take the edge off. Sex was hot enough when it didn’t involve fire types. As I mused on similar thoughts, we both dozed off for a short while until a faint creak roused me. It seemed she couldn’t wait any longer after that display.
Reine was slower to notice the Gardevoir standing over us, but once she caught the scent of another female’s arousal, her eyes blew wide. I could feel her once-melted muscles coil beside me. Lily had been staring at my cock until, almost as an afterthought, her gaze flicked to Reine who was instantly forced flat against the bed, utterly overpowered. For the first time, Reine’s expression showed a touch of fear, but Lily’s eyes softened despite still glowing with psychic energy.
“Easy, girl, easy. Now that we’ve had some fun, there’s something you need to understand.” Lily leaned against me and I wrapped an arm around her waist. “Lily and I are in this for life. That’s not changing. Plus, we sorta do sex for a living, so there will be other girls besides. It comes with the territory.”
Reine’s eyes flitted between the two of us, but it seemed she didn’t have the energy for the same hatred she expressed before. Good, phase one of the plan had worked. Now for phase two.
“If you want to stay, you’ll have to learn to share. Lily here watched us fuck without making a fuss.”
At this, Lily shifted her skirt aside to reveal thighs slicked down to her knees. I chuckled.
“See? She even enjoyed it! So it’s your choice. You can either return to your harem and have it all to yourself, or you can stay with us and show me you’ll behave by watching us have sex right now.”
With that, Lily gradually dropped her telekinetic hold while staying attentive to every little move Reine made.
To my surprise, Reine stayed completely still, watching us with another emotion settling in her gaze. Was it morbid curiosity? Perhaps she just wanted to gauge her rival’s performance to confirm that she was, in fact, the better fuck. Well, we’d just have to show her how the pros do it.
I pulled Lily fully into my lap, my hands encircling her thin waist with ease. Love and lust radiated equally from her like the heat from Reine’s furnace-like belly. She was too slick to enter at first; my glans kept sliding off her lips each time I lowered her down, not quite stiff enough to stay lined up. As she grew more impatient, I felt as if the strength of gravity was being cranked up. The same psychic powers that helped Lily move with weightless grace could also help her Meteor Mash my pelvis into oblivion. But for now, I felt the pressure tighten focus around my dick, the invisible force molding to an exact replica of the pussy it was about to enter. In seconds I was back to full mast and filling Lily with ease.
That little trick took me back to Kalos when I was a young new stud in the porn industry getting paired with his first Pokemon: a real beauty of a Gardevior eager to show him the ropes. Back then, she had been the “fluffer” – the one who got the guys hard before a scene (they were often Meowscaradas or Delphoxes) – and she was damn good at it. She could sense my every reaction while teasing out the exact sensations that stimulated me, and she could simulate them without lifting a finger. Almost made me lose it right before the shoot.
I had come a long way since then. As we got down to business, Lily showed off all her moves and I was right there keeping pace with her. On a good night, I could even give her a run for her money, and the warmup I had already had with Reine was making me bold. Moving my hands up slowly from her waist to her chest, I brought a thumb to the bottom of the red crest protruding from it. With just a graze along its lower curve, I had Lily crying out, arching into my touch.
Despite their similarities with humans, Gardevoir lack a clitoris down below. Instead, the organ on their torso acts like one big pseudo-clitoris. Many an ignorant strip club patron has been thrown out on his ass for accidentally groping one, and even more trainers have had to learn the value their partner puts on personal space. Makes it even sexier seeing them walk around in public with such a major erogenous zone on full display, as most Gardevoir don’t like covering it up since it’s also their “antenna” for sensing emotions.
Before I got too wrapped up in pleasuring Lily, I stopped to wet my fingers with some of the lube we had purchased earlier. She responded by grinding on my lap, twisting her hips in a sexy, needy dance. Her mouth hung open with her tongue sticking out slightly. Fuck, she was too cute. Seizing the opportunity, I leaned forward and captured the tip of her tongue between my lips, sucking it into my mouth. A pair of arms wound around my neck and pulled me closer until she was practically humping me with her crest. Not so fast.
I pushed her back with one hand, spreading it to span her whole chest. Needy eyes gazed down at me, but I cooed gentle assurances to her, dragging my palm down and closing my fingers around her pulsating organ. Lily moaned and started to move again. My other hand slid around to find the part protruding from her back, cradling her between both arms. Like this, I could bounce her up and down my dick while fondling her “clit” from both sides at the same time. It was easy enough with her helping to lessen the weight of her body, but as our rhythm accelerated and our groans reached a crescendo, she took over moving like a telekinetic piledriver. I was going to have bruises the next day.
Still massaging her crest from the front, it didn’t take long to bring her to a knee-trembling orgasm. I rode out the waves of constrictions from her cunt, just barely holding on without joining her, although my fingers were probably going to leave her hips with her own set of bruises. For a second I thought I did bust when I felt a gush of fluid drip down my balls, but realized it was just a testament to how hard Lily was coming. She was still leaning her forehead against my chest and whimpering like a young Rockruff. My satisfaction felt nearly as good as an orgasm.
I planted kisses on the top of her head and rubbed her back until she came down. Shakily, she rose up on her knees, lifting her skirt in both hands. I cocked my head at her, too breathless to ask what she was doing. Then my heart sank when she lifted her head and, eyes gleaming, turned to Reine while raising herself almost fully off my dick as if to tell the Salazzle, “See what you’re missing?” Their eyes locked. When only the very tip was left kissing her entrance, she sank painstakingly down to the base again, millimeter by millimeter, savoring each fraction filling her up.
Arceus fuck me! When did Lily learn to Taunt? Surely that’ll send Reiene into a– oh.
Reine, legs splayed wide, had two fingers deep in her pussy, her tongue lolling out and lust-filled eyes glued to Lily’s sensual display. I had to pull Lily off my cock before I blew my load then and there. She pouted of course.
“S-Sorry babe, I gotta… I need a minute…”
Reine was pouting too, seeing the show come to an end, her demeanor already reverting to haughty disapproval. I hated to leave my girls wanting, but these two were going to kill me at the rate we were going. Continuing the teaching moment would be a good distraction from the aching in my testicles and let the blood circulate back through my body.
“Don’t be like that, Reine. You were enjoying yourself just now, weren’t you? What’s so bad about having this all the time?”
Reine’s cheeks flushed the same light purple as her underbelly. Her tail folded up to cover up her leaking pussy, the tip shading her eyes.
Lily reached out to move her tail tip away, gazing down sweetly at her rival. Something telepathic passed between them – I saw Reine’s head tilt as if she were listening – before both Pokemon slid mischievous leers my way. That was… concerning and exciting at the same time.
Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina above, have mercy on my dick.
With some kind of hidden agreement met, both of my sexy Pokemon crawled towards me side-by-side across the bed. I backed away slowly. Maybe it was scarier when they did get along.
“Now girls, remember, this thing is my livelihood. It needs to be in working condition for a shoot coming up in a few days so…”
They were still charging like horny Rhyhorn. I braced myself as they threw themselves across my lap… at each other.
It was a simultaneous attack. Lily’s fingers dove straight for Reine’s dripping cunt, her longer middle digit digging deep. At the same time, I heard a crack and then a yelp from Lily, who jolted upright.
Did… Did Reine just whip Lily’s ass with her tail?
Using the opening, Reine leaned over me to brace her warm palms on either side of Lily’s chest, her head closing in to lavish the Gardevoir’s “clit” with her tongue. Lily pushed back with psychic, using it to lift Reine’s tail for better access to her pussy, but the move overbalanced the Salazzle, who toppled on top of Lily. I could only watch in shock and arousal as Reine, gaining the upper hand, climbed fully on top of Lily and plopped right down on her chest, grinding the helpless Gardevoir’s crest into her pussy. Reine huffed with exertion as she effectively twerked on top of Lily’s crest like it was a dildo. Lily writhed beneath her, face contorted in ecstasy.
Even as a porn star, I had never seen a girl penetrate herself with a Gardevoir’s crest before. Any thoughts of resting were blown from possibility as my dick became diamonds to rival Dialga. So that had been their plan.
Leaping into the fray, I grabbed the first thing I could get my hands on – Reine’s thick tail – and shoved my dick beneath it. She gave a strangled cry and humped Lily even faster. I joined my rhythm with hers, adding the force of my thrusts, Lily gripping the sheets beneath us. When I felt the sensation of magma rising up from my loins, I pulled out and planted myself inside Lily. Sensing what was coming, she used her special Gardevoir technique I liked to call “Orgasm Overload.”
Empathic psychic energy blasted out around the three of us and all of a sudden, my consciousness stretched to encompass theirs. My pleasure doubled, then tripled, as our sensations melded together into an orgy of carnal crescendo. None of us stood a chance. Lily and I had only ever experienced it as a duo and that alone always brought our sessions to an immediate end. We cried out in unison, all three of us tightening, squirting, and ejaculating on and in each other threefold. It seemed to last an hour, paralyzing us with pleasure. The room could have collapsed on top of us and we would have still been locked in that limbo.
Through the connection, I could feel a change take place. Like a lock clicking open, the doubt and fear suddenly vanished in an overwhelming sea of affection. In its place came… gratitude. Contentment. Love. Long after the orgasms ended, we floated in blissful, mutual peace.
I woke in the early morning bleary and sore, feeling like I had been fellated by a Persian after stopping a stampeding Tauros with my crotch. But seeing Lily and Reine sound asleep cuddling each other on top of me, I could only squeeze them tighter and dream of what other Pokemon the three of us could have fun with.