Chapter 2 - A Wicked Assistant



Contains: Futa, Mature, Femdom, Older/Younger Woman, Lesbian







Moon truly didn't know how she got in to this situation, she couldn't really comprehend it. Everything had happened so quickly, and she was so overwhelmed by what was happening, her body awash with desire; lust and sheer, carnal need coursing through her. Her dark hair rolled down past her shoulders onto her bare skin, for she was completely naked apart from a pair of normal black panties, her firm, pert breasts heaving as she breathed heavily, her arousal evident through the diamond-hard nipples. Her grey eyes were wide and full of awed disbelief as she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the visage of beauty in front of her. 



Wicke knelt there, clad in only a lacy purple bra, along with a thong so thin that it covered nothing, the edges of her labia peeking around the sides of the garment. The former Aether assistant branch chief's body was on near-full display, her thick, luscious, curvy figure making Moon's mouth salivate at the tantalising sight, the purplette's gravity-defying breasts near bursting out of the bra they were in, straining at the fabric. Wicke's green eyes gleamed as they looked at Moon's awed, lustful expression, her smile coy and sultry.  



“Well, sweetheart,” Wicke cooed, “time for your reward~” she finished with a purr, her glasses only amplifying her lidded green eyes, glinting with a lust so potent it seemed tangible as she looked at Moon, whose breath was coming quickly. Moon's eyes couldn't stay off of Wicke, the way her hair curled down and over her shoulders, the way her eyes pierced her soul and sent shivers down her spine, but most of all, at the moment, she couldn't keep her eyes off of Wicke's magnificent body, a swell of desire and lust consuming her, and she took but a moment to try and comprehend how this situation even came about.                                        



It had only been a few hours ago when she had decided to take a small break from her duties as champion, and after visiting her mother for a time to catch up, had then decided to visit the floating building of Aether Paradise, to check in and see what was happening, to look at the pokemon conservation reserve and if need be, help out for a little while. Upon arrival, she had been greeted by one of the Aether workers, who had taken her through the pristine, glorious halls of the building to where the current manager was. After Moon had rescued Lusamine from ultra-space, and helped her recover from her mental trauma, Lusamine had left the Aether Foundation in the hands of Wicke, her long-time assistant, whilst she travelled to Kanto with her daughter, and Moon hadn't yet swung by to check in with the purple-haired woman, even though the woman was helpful towards her back during her Island Trials and the entire situation surrounding Lusamine.  



“Oh, Moon, it's ever so lovely to see you,” Wicke stated when she entered the room, smiling at the young champion of the region, her voice warm and inviting. “I've been wanting to see you for a while now,” her voice had changed fractionally, becoming slightly more coy as her lips tilted ever so slightly in the same manner, “there's been something I've been meaning to give you.”



“Oh?” Moon replied, burning with curiosity.   



“Yes,” the current manager of Aether said, flashing a smile at her, “please follow me.” 

 

Wicke walked past Moon, her hand brushing against Moon's skin, a slight touch, yet there was something about it that made Moon shiver, her body jolting as if shocked by an electric pokemon. Nevertheless, she followed Wicke out of the room and down the corridor, wanting to say something, to talk, but feeling as if this wasn't... the right time to do so. She couldn't help but notice Wicke's swaying hips and arse though, clad in that white skirt; it was a tantalising, mouth-watering sight. Moon never noticed Wicke's brief, amused smirk when she glanced back and saw Moon's eyes focussed on her rump, nor did she see the slightly victorious look that flashed across her face at the same time.



Upon coming to a door that was high up in the compound, Wicke gestured for Moon to enter, and she did so, walking into the private bedroom of Wicke, one that was large and luxurious. There were windows on either side, through one set Moon could see some of the pokemon in the compound, and through the other, the glistening blue ocean that surrounded the reserve. The room was tastefully decorated, not blindingly white like the rest of the Aether building, but easy on the eyes, almost peaceful. She was a little surprised though; she thought Wicke would take her to an office to discuss whatever it was she wanted, and as she turned around to ask Wicke why she brought her here, it was then that the gorgeous older woman struck. 



Lunging forward with all the speed of a Sharpedo attacking its prey, Wicke's plump lips claimed Moon's own in a passionate, sloppy, hungry kiss, one full of desire and want. Moon was stunned, taking a few seconds to respond, so startled by the action that she was rendered momentarily confused, not even registering the adrenaline that suddenly surged through her body, before she responded to the lips upon hers, her mouth opening slightly as a muffled whimper escaped her lips as they were consumed by the older woman's.



The slight opening was all Wicke needed, her tongue diving in, weaving into Moons mouth deeply, the long organ exploring Moon's mouth with firm, dextrous, confident motions, her tongue completely overpowering Moon's own. Wicke pinned Moon's body tight against her own, her arms wrapped around the younger woman as she happily, messily shared her own flavour with the young champion, swapping spit with her as her tongue rolled and twisted round Moon's, their bodies rocking against each other, moulding together in a lustful, potent embrace. 

    

Moon let out small, muffled whimpers into the kiss, heat surging through her body as Wicke slowly pulled away, looking at Moon's wide, startled, hazy eyes, a coy, sultry smirk spreading across her plump lips before she moved back in and started to slowly kiss down, pressing sensual kisses to Moon's slender neck, nipping away, sucking at points and hearing Moon's breathless whines as she was still so shocked by what was happening, so unprepared for it that she didn't know what to do with the molten heat coursing through her veins, the arousal arcing through her as she felt... that down there stirring with excitement. Wicke slowly sank to her knees, still kissing Moon's body, her hands roaming over the champion's body, at the same time pushing the younger woman to sit down on the edge of the bed that was in the room. 



As Wicke knelt in front of her, Moon's mind was slowly re-starting, rebooting as if a Rotom had just possessed her and was taking over her functions; she barely even felt Wicke divest her of all her clothes barring her panties, only when she felt cool air brush against her rock-hard nipples did she react, speaking in a shocked manner. “W-Wicke, wha~what is this?” 



Wicke grinned, looking up at her with an open expression of sinful lust, projecting such sultry intent that the very room seemed to burn at the same temperature as the Wela Volcano Park did, having taken off her clothes with simple, short motions. She looked utterly resplendent in her normal pink sweater, white coat and skirt combination; but now, knelt there, clad in only lacy, purple lingerie that perfectly highlighted her magnificent, curvy, thick body, she was a goddess in mortal flesh, and Moon could only stare in naked awe. 



Gesturing to herself, Wicke grinned. “This, sweetheart, is your reward for all your hard work, for all you helped us with~”



The older woman leant forward even as Moon's breath caught in her throat, pulling the last item of clothing from Moon's body, her eyes trained on Moon's lower body as the prize she had spied long ago sprung forth from the tight panties she once wore. Wicke cooed as the champion's girlcock grew before her very eyes, like an Ekans uncoiling itself, into a very impressive endowment, looking both feminine and delicate, yet with all the length and girth of a Mudsdale's phallus, and she could only give a sensual lick of her lips as the fingers of one her hands slowly lifted up, tracing the thick shaft, feeling Moon's body shudder at the sensation, before she purred, “Very impressive~”        



Wicke leant forward, teasingly licking the throbbing, purplish-tip of the monstrous girlcock, swirling her tongue around it, listening as Moon's breath hitched, as a whimper escaped her mouth, before she pulled back, running a lone finger from the base of Moon's futa prick, up the underside of the shaft all the way to the tip, licking her lips once more as it twitched and pulsed in front of her eyes, before bringing both her hands up and slowly grasping it within them, beginning to move her hands back and forth and work the fleshy obelisk over, giving small twists of her wrists at different points randomly in a cockscrew-like motion. Her fingers were wrapped tight around the hardness, pumping it with steady, firm motions, letting out small coo's as the cockflesh rolled against her palms. She stared up at Moon, the cute, younger trainer who had blasted through her Island Trials with a casual ease, who had succeeded in becoming Alola's first champion, who had helped Lusamine, her beloved boss, recover from her ordeal with ultra beasts as well as helped her reconcile with her children, she stared at her, this strong, determined, spirited young woman, and could only smile with a wicked, lustful glee as she saw her panting and moaning from her ministrations.  



She leant forward again, her plush lips squishing against the iron-hard shaft, running her lips up and down as her hands continued their movements, pressing hungry kiss after hungry kiss against the flesh with a single-minded, ravenous intensity. Wicke suckled Moon's cock whilst also stroking it, her face pressed so close against it that she was practically nuzzling it, her tongue darting out and licking messily as she moved towards the tip of the cock, still worshipping it in a manner that was making Moon's toes and fingers clench, that was making her whimper through gritted teeth at the adoration Wicke was lavishing upon her endowment. 



Wicke reached the tip, her tongue doing one circular motion around the head, before her lips enclosed around it, and she slurped loudly, earning a loud whine from Moon, before her mouth parted fully and she dove back down Moon's prick, this time with the dick fully lodged within her mouth, engulfing it in her wet, hot embrace as she went straight to the hilt, casually throating herself on the fat fuckstick with ease, even as it stretched her mouth wide and caused her to choke around it.



“Mmmphhh, ohhh Arceus~❤” Moon gasped out in-between breathless whimpers, and Wicke preened at the strained sounds that left Moon's mouth the same time as her moans; her sounds of pleasure were beautiful to the older woman, as if a Milotic were singing inside the room. She sucked with such intensity that her cheeks hollowed, before rolling her head back, letting her lips slide against the thick cock, leaving a long line of drool along the shaft that ended up dripping down onto her breasts. 



Wicke wasted no time, instantly going back down, sucking with a fervent intensity, her tongue coiling around and licking at Moon's prick with hunger, humming around it, causing pleasant vibrations to travel down Moon's cock, making the young woman shudder at the sensations. 



'Mmmm, it tastes so good~' Wicke praised internally, gleefully moving with a singular, relentless purpose, gurgling happily as she slobbered over Moon's dick. She sucked with a feverish indulgence, shamelessly worshipping the jutting obelisk of flesh, saliva bubbling out of her lips as she increased the pace in which she bobbed to and fro, the previously firm nature of the blowjob turning increasingly more lurid and wanton. Her tongue alternated between lavishing the underside of Moon's cock with attention and wrapping as best it could around the shaft, all the while her plump lips continued to slide up and down, wet, sloppy noises ringing out into the air. 



Gllrrrrchh! Gllrrrckk! Glaaackk!



Moon could only whine and whimper, completely blown away by what was happening, the gorgeous older woman completely in control, and by Arceus it felt so friggin' good! She had... experimented with Lillie before, on her trials, but this was... this was something else, her mind in a hazy fog of lust as Wicke gleefully sucked her cock with a excited, eager expression on her face, with intensity, as she felt her own pussy drip with arousal and burn with excitement. The wet warmth of her snug embrace overwhelmed Moon as her entire body tensed and trembled, the feeling of that tongue caressing her member so intense and pleasurable that, at that moment in time, if Wicke asked her to hand over Lunala to study, she would do in an instant, just so she could keep experiencing the feelings rushing through her.  



“Mmmhhmm, gllrrcckk, mmphh~❤” Wicke hummed as she continued to gobble Moon's cock, even as she felt Moon's body tense and her cock twitch and throb. She knew what was coming, sucking and licking with a hungry fervour, diving straight down the base of Moon's long, pale cock, her lips pressing eagerly against the base, setting her tongue against the virile rod, and with long, sturdy flexes, licked the shaft, listening to Moon's high-pitched mewls and stuttered whines, as she caressed the girlcock with relish. 



It was too much for Moon, though. She felt her cock pulse, and with a throaty gasp, she squealed. “I'm cum-CUMMINGGG!” 



Wicke kept her mouth firmly sealed around the base of Moon's magnificent cock even as it exploded in orgasm, a violent eruption of gooey cum that filled her mouth suddenly, the rich, white creamy seed pumping down her throat in spurt after powerful spurt. Wicke gurgled and sucked as Moon's cock continued to pulse, continued to let out thick, ropey strands of the rich cream, listening and enjoying the sounds of the young champion's high-pitched gasping as she gulped down Moon's seed, her throat practically massaging the twitching cock, almost milking it as one would milk a Miltank, still blasting out the gooey liquid that Wicke adored, humming and gurgling with glee as Moon let out gasping whines. 

 

“O-ohh m-m-my Arceus!” Moon panted, her mind completely blown by what she just experienced, the wet seal of Wicke's mouth still engulfing her sensitive, post-orgasm prick, slowly sliding back before coming free with a smack of her lips. Wicke looked up at her, a sultry, coy smile on her face as she looked at the younger, less-experienced woman, licking her lips, capturing a few strands of cum that had escaped from her mouth. 



Despite having just unleashed an astonishing amount of cum, something more equivalent to a water-type pokemon using hydro-pump, Moon remained hard before Wicke's eyes, her spit-shined cock covered in cum and saliva. “Mmm, I'm glad you're not done yet sweetheart,” the purplette cooed, her voice as sweet as sin, “I still want you to experience these hefty things.” Here, she playfully groped her fat, heavy breasts, moving her hands behind her back to undo the strap of the lacy bra that they were barely contained by, dropping it, smiling as Moon's eyes watched them bounce with a pleasant jiggle. Her hands came back around, groping them once more, her fingers sinking into the soft, creamy titflesh, the skin puffing out around her hands as she hefted her tits up and down in a lurid manner, biting her lip teasingly before squeezing her hard, engorged nipples, letting out a low, throaty moan, causing Moon to shudder and let out another small moan, before Wicke released them once again, the two hills of creamy titflesh weighed down by their own plump softness.        



She leant forward, encasing the spear of fuckmeat within the warm, soft valley of her tits, pressing it in-between the smooth curves, a small smile flicking across her lips as she heard Moon's lusty sigh, the feeling of her sensitive cock against such velvety skin indescribable. Wicke began to apply pressure, pressing her breasts together, sliding down the towering pillar of meat with a press of her hands, causing the dick to drive upwards, as both of Wicke's massive mounds slowly worked over Moon's dick.



Moon groaned, a low, throaty moan escaping from her mouth as Wicke's mountainous mammaries engulfed her cock; they felt so soft, so slick as the older woman worked her cock between the silky embrace of her glorious tits. Her eyes were wide, her mouth parted as her dick continued to disappear between the globes of flesh, caressed with each adoring press up and down. She was a bubbling, blushing mess of arousal and sheer want. Lust was coursing through her, demanding that she speed up the slow, steady pace that Wicke set, and when she bucked her hips, a small whine escaping her lips, Wicke slowed down entirely, pressing her breasts together and encasing her cock in a firm, fleshy embrace, letting out a small tut, a glint in her eyes as she did so, as if reprimanding her for trying to speed up. 



Moon could only moan, Wicke keeping her cock trapped between her luscious cleavage as she waited for Moon to stop bucking her hips. 



'Oh Moon,' Wicke thought wickedly to herself, 'as if I'd ever let you try and take control in such a manner.'



“Oh?” Wicke cooed, slowly starting to work Moon's dick over once again, this time at the torturous pace of a Torkoal,  “you like these big, fat melons wrapped around your cock, dear? Do you adore how they slide up and down? I bet you wish you could just fuck them forever, keep on enjoying them, cumming all over them wheneverrrrr you want,” she purred, listening to Moon's strangled moans and gasps, a coy smile spreading across her lips at the way she could feel Moon's futa prick pulse at her teasing words.



“I-you, ohhhh~” Moon whimpered, biting her lip as she closed her eyes, her voice practically choked with need and want. Her cock, already so wet, so slick with saliva and cum slid easily between the soft globes, even as Wicke worked her over with a single-minded intent, rubbing the throbbing girth, massaging it with each movement, rising up and down with firm, steady motions. 



“Hnnngh, nnngg~❤” Moon could only gasp out unintelligibly, completely overcome by the pleasure rocking through her, the doughy, fat breasts engulfing her cock making her mewl and whine, biting her lip, squirming and panting. 



“Mmm, I'd love for this hard cock to fuck my tits again, over and over” Wicke purred, breathing heavily, her soft exhalations only adding to the sensations moon felt, as her tits slapped up and down on the futa prick, the sound echoing around the room alongside moon's whines, the lewd chorus filling the room. 



Wicke's teasing, lurid words in tandem with the glorious titwank made Moon's body burn all the more, groaning in ecstasy as she instinctively thrust her hips against the valley of cleavage, her body ablaze with desire, so intoxicated with need as she felt herself come close once more. It felt like hours passed, before Moon's breath hitched, before she started panting heavily, her cock twitching madly in between the two globes of flesh, the sloppy titfucking having finally pushed her past her limits once more.



 “O-oh Arh~Arceus I'm, I'm-”



Wicke quickly released the cock from the valley of flesh in between her globes, before wrapping her hands around the shaft and pumping firmly, wildly, smiling at Moon's choked gasp from the sudden grip around her pulsing cannon. “Do it, Moon, CUM!”

 

“Cummmmmingggg!” Moon howled in pleasure, her cry of euphoria similar to that of a Lycanroc in heat. Thick, creamy waves of cum surged forth, pouring out from Moon's cock, splashing across Wicke's face, across her tits, painting her white with her seed. Hot ropes of jizz covered Wicke's glasses, her face and her lips; her hair was streaked with cum, and Wicke could only coo and grin as she was covered in cum, her tongue out and licking stray strands. Her eyes were dark and lustful as they stared at Moon, feeling a primal, heady thrill rush through her body at Moon's panting, shivering visage. 



“Such a good girl you are, Moon.” Wicke purred, giving a few more stray pumps of Moon's still sensitive cock, drawing out whimpers from the younger woman. 



Moon could only moan and let out high-pitched gasps, a visible shudder rocking her body at Wicke's teasing words, at her actions, something that Wicke noted and smiled at once again, continuing to lick her lips salaciously. “Oh? You like being called a good girl, hmmm? My good, little, girl?”



“I- you, o~ohhhh,” Moon could only stutter in shocked awe, swallowing harshly as she stared at the gorgeous, cum-covered woman kneeling in front of her. It was clear that despite Wicke being on the receiving end of a veritable tsunami of cum, that she was still in complete control of the entire encounter. Moon could do nothing but stare at the sexy older woman, her usual fire and determination cultivated from her journey completely absent as Wicke slowly got up, at the same time pushing Moon onto the bed so that she laid on her back, the young champion wordlessly complying. 



Removing her thong, that which was utterly drenched by her own feminine nectar, she slowly got on the bed, crawling up Moon's body, her tits swaying, before pressing them against Moon's smaller, firmer ones, her lips coming tantalisingly close to the younger woman's before she pulled back, sitting up properly on top of Moon's body, gyrating her hips to and fro, teasing her, letting Moon's still-hard cock rub in between her pillowy arse-cheeks, slowly rocking back and forth, before she raised her body, her dripping snatch hovering over Moon's obelisk of flesh, jutting up so straight, so hard that it reminded Wicke of an Alolan Exeggutor's neck, before she begun to lower herself onto it.



Wicke let out a small, controlled groan of pleasure as her slick, pink folds parted for the monstrous organ, inch after inch slowly filling her up, her slick labia gripping onto Moon's dick in just the right way. Moon's own eyes were completely wide, her mouth gaping as the pleasure of Wicke's cunt was so palpable and intense that she was already breathless. She gasped as her cock was swallowed by the wet chasm, her eyes hazy with pleasure as the feeling near overwhelmed her, her prick gripped utterly in the tightest embrace she had ever felt. 



“Ho-holy Arc, ArceUS!” Moon gasped, her brain failing her as euphoria swept through her body as Wicke begun to ride her dick. “So guhhh~ gooood!”



“I know dear,” Wicke purred, riding the younger woman's dick with firm, steady motions, cooing in delight as she watched Moon become increasingly more undone. “Now be a good girl, and let me make you feel so much better.”



Wicke let out her own moans of pleasure, of contentment and gratification as she bounced up and down on the champion, a glorious chorus of flesh slapping against flesh echoing around the room. There was no way Moon could deal with the sensations rushing through her, the feel of Wicke's wet, dripping pussy clenching around her dick was all-encompassing and overwhelming; the feeling was far, far better than when she became champion or Lunala agreed to be her pokemon. 



Wicke smiled sultrily, Moon's cock filled her out so nicely, stretching her out more and more with each downward thrust. A lusty, needy growl tore free from her throat as her wet tunnel rippled around the fuckstick, eagerly pulling it in as pleasure tingled throughout her entire body. She groaned happily, knowing that Moon's cock was, frankly, a weapon of vaginal destruction, and by Arceus it was all hers. Hers to enjoy, hers to worship, hers to fuck. Her tits jiggled and shook pendulously with each bounce atop the younger woman, a hypnotic display of sinful sexuality, of lewd, lurid depravity that Moon's eyes focussed on despite being in a foggy, lustful daze.



“You're so big,” Wicke breathed out, huskily, her eyes dark and intent, her tongue rolling over her lips even as she continued to ride Moon, “so perfect.” She pushed up with her hips, rolling her lower body in a circular motion, her pussy clenching around the phallus lodged deep inside her cunt in languid, smooth movements, keeping complete control of the whole situation, adoring the way that the thick, dense meat filled her up. 



Moon could only moan and mewl, her hips jerking weakly as the sopping quim continued to roll up and down her cock. Her eyes stared at the big, hanging globes of titflesh bouncing in front of her, and as much as she wanted to lean forward and suckle on them, she couldn't find the energy to do so, still so overcome by what was happening that her mind was a complete mess as Wicke continued to ride her. 



“So nice, so long, so thick,” Wicke grunted out, slamming down on the cock with force, fucking herself on it with fervent desire. Her arse slapped against Moon's lap, the fat flesh wobbling just as much as her tits did, the repeated clap-clap-clap of the impacts joining the lewd chorus echoing around the room. There were sounds of wet slurps, of her juices churning as her insides were cored out, that continually grew louder the harder Wicke bounced and fucked. 



Wicke's pace increased as she felt the pleasure coursing through her body intensify, her firm, steady riding transforming into quick, relentless motions even as she kept Moon pinned in place by her delicious body as she worked her hips, her quim dripping with need as the cock continued to plunder her velvety depths when, with a long, undulating, frenetic moan she came hard around Moon's futa prick, her eyes going near cross-eyed in pleasure as the dam of pressure that had been building within her ever since she started this 'reward' for Moon broke, and she continued to let out a series of gasping moans; it was as if Tapu Koko itself had electrified her, her every nerve ending lighting up as she was overcome with paroxysms of ruinous euphoria, starbursts of pleasure radiating outward across her entire body from deep within her core.



“Oooooohhhhh~ ❤yes❤~!” Wicke moaned out, pure joy rushing through her, euphoria blanketing her mind.



Moon herself let out a strangled gasp, the sheer vice-like grip Wicke's snatch had on her cock at that moment was akin to being caught in the claw of a Crawdaunt, the feeling was so great that Moon's cock pulsed once again, and she quickly gasped out, “I, I can't, you're too much I~”



Even as her body shook with an orgasm, Wicke leant over Moon dominantly, continuing to ride the young champion in the same, frantic way she had been just before climaxing, fucking and riding her like a natural born Tauros-rider. “It's okay Moon, my good little girl, pump that cum where it belongs~”



It was too much, Moon couldn't hope to hold on at all. She was far too needy, far too wanton and feeling far too good as Wicke's pussy wrapped around her cock to resist. Moon wasn't one for swearing, it had been something she had long been brought up to avoid, having long been told that to swear was crass and unbecoming, but at this moment in time she couldn't help it. 

 

“FUHHH-FUUUCCCCK! CUMMMMINNNGGGG!” She howled, her fingers clenching the sheets of bed with force as her body shook, a deluge of hot, sticky cum surging forth from her dick straight into Wicke's womb, jets of scalding jizz utterly painting Wicke's insides white. Moon continued to gasp and howl in ecstasy, she continued to shoot out strands of her seed even as Wicke experienced another small orgasm herself, having been thrown into a frenzy of motion from just how good it felt to have Moon's cum inside her. 



Moon's mind was completely blown, all thoughts of pokemon battling, of her duties as champion so utterly far away at this moment, as she experienced complete and utter, ruinous ecstasy. Her cock continued to shoot out spurts of cum, and Wicke was impressed at how big a load she was letting loose, considering she had already cum twice.  



“O-ohh~,” Wicke cooed, biting her lip, still sitting on top of Moon, her cock still lodged inside her dripping cunt. “So much, you're so impressive Moon~❤” 



Moon just stared up at her, mouth flapping open like a stunned Magikarp, small, stuttered groans leaving it as Wicke gently rolled her pussy around her hyper-sensitive member. She was utterly entranced by the sight of the Branch Assistant-turned-Manager of the Aether Foundation, her youthful mind completely worn down by what had just happened, the torrents of delirium and and swells of chaos that had just overpowered her far too much, her body still burning with molten joy, lust and want, but she managed to gather scattered thoughts to stutter out a reply.

    

“I-I, w-wow, that was, you're incredible,” Moon breathed out huskily, her voice still thick with arousal, “so incredible.” 



“Why thank you,” Wicke purred, gently rolling her hips once again, her fingers tracing a path around Moon's rock-hard nipples. “I hope you've liked your reward young champion, but... there's far more where it came from.” And with that, she leant down once again, her fat tits pressing against Moon's own as her heated gaze bore into Moon's, the glasses only amplifying the penetrating, knowing look in her eyes, one that practically spoke that she knew that Moon would want this again, and again. 



This time, it was Moon that leant up, smashing her lips against Wicke's plush ones, their tongues entwining once more, sloppy and passionate in equal measure. It was then that time seemed to become a blur, as Moon seemed to gain a second wind, and another, and Wicke was more than happy to continue lavishing attention upon her. They changed positions, each time Wicke still being in control even when she was on the bottom, Moon happily following her lead, happily eating up everything the gorgeous purplette gave her, all thoughts of pokemon far from her mind.



When it eventually came to an end, and Moon collapsed next to Wicke's deliciously plump, sexy, sweat-sheened body, she was sweaty and exhausted and utterly drained yet glowing with contentment, her mind blown away from the sheer pleasure she had experienced. She could feel Wicke gently carding her hand through her hair, lulling her further into sleep, and the last and only thought on her mind was that she would definitely be coming back here, no matter what it meant, even if she had to postpone any champion duties, or skip out on meeting her friends; what Wicke just did... it was far too good to ever give up.  

       




              




