Thread: Pokemon Pokephilia Fic. (Would Love Critique/Advice!)

Chapter 4 Thunderous Lust --- The camera powered on, showing a strawberry-blonde girl wrapped in nothing but a towel. Hey everybody it's Kelly again, coming on tonight to talk a little bit more about my recent vacation, the same one as my last story. I'll warn you guys now, if descriptions of musk or scent bug you, skip on down to the next little story. So, it was about two days after the lovely, tentacled encounter with 'Mojanbo', and I was out for a walk in the forest when this huge storm front moved in. I mean like serious lightning and thunder, lighting up the sky, even hitting a few of the trees nearby. Soon after the rain and wind kicked up, it was like a freezing downpour, I could barely see through the sheet of icy water coming down. Thunder rumbled outside her window, rain pattering faintly in the background. Yeah, kinda like that. The trees were gorgeous, but even in bloom they weren't offering much cover, so I moved towards the only thing I could see, just a silhouette in the darkness. I couldn't tell what it was at first, but I almost screamed when it turned and started moving towards me. She smiled, adjusting her camera, her hair sticking to her head like she'd just showered. I saw in then, as it moved closer, a huge sort of tigerdog, which my Pokedex identified as a Raikou. I pretty much froze on the spot as he neared, but while imposing, he didn't seem to be aggressive. Along with the scent of fresh rain, I picked up another smell, a memorable male aroma that I recognized as lust. She smiled. I don't know if you've ever smelled a male Pokemon's musk, but under the little differences caused by species, it's all very similar. Returning to the story, I waited for him to stop, then I knelt down and moved beneath him. He seemed to relax as my hands massaged his thick yellow sheath, slowly coaxing out his cock. His member was nearly as thick as my wrist, long and red with dark veins, a thick, un-inflated knot, and a smooth pointed tip. He may have looked like a tiger, but he was fully canine down here. His thick member was slick with pre already, and the smell of him was thick this close to the source. A deep, heady aroma, somewhere between wet grass and male musk, with the tiniest hint of ozone. His balls looked very heavy, and it seemed like he hadn't had a mate in some time. The windows rattled, a shadow moving outside. Mmmm, my lovely mates can be so impatient. Continuing my little tale, I decided to have a taste of him, putting my hands around the shaft close to his knot so he couldn't thrust to much. I slowly licked the thick, slightly metallic tasting pre from his shaft before taking him past my lips, massaging the knot as I bobbed down on more of his thick shaft. He seemed to enjoy it, but pretty soon he pulled back, moving away from me. I stood up, a little confused, but following as he strode away. He seemed to be leading me, and I got the picture when he led me to a stony area, with a large flat boulder in the middle. The minute I laid down he was over me, soft fur pressed against me as I reached down to help him thrust inside. His warmth helped me to ignore the frigid rain, and his thrusting kind of cleared anything else out of my mind. He went in smooth and deep, just tapping the wall inside me, surprisingly aware of how far he could go. My body was going wild, tiny jolts from his cock running through me, causing these pleasurable twitches in my inner walls. I don't know how long he went for, I was too busy moaning and burying my head in his warm, musky fur, clutching handfuls of it and jerking my hips. He didn't knot, jerking and climaxing as thunder cracked nearby. He was deep, spurting hot orange seed into my womb, the tip of his cock right on my cervix, pumping out his lust. I came with the discharge of need and electricity, causing my inner walls to tighten down, and my hips to buck hard as I soaked him. I pretty much blacked out after that, but when I woke, he was laying close, keeping me warm and the sun was shining on the horizon. She smiled, thunder crashing outside. Well, that's all the time I have, as he just won't wait any longer for round two, this is Kelly, signing off, Gotta Fuck Em' All! She stood to shut off the web-cam, orange liquid visible running down her legs under the towel.