I walk tentatively over to the now still Pokéball. I bend over slowly, and take it in my hand. I lift it up and examine it, turning it slowly in the air, using the light resonating off of May's Plusle. Just an ordinary Great Ball on the outside, a legendary Pokémon of myth on the inside. I can hardly believe it.
I'm taken out of my reverie by Gardevoir's heart digging into my back almost painfully as she jumps on me. Her eyes are closed and her mouth is fixed into an over joyous smile.
"You did it! We did it!" She calls mentally, kissing my cheek. I give a slight chuckle, sincerely happy about everything, but still a little bewildered. I look up as Armaldo starts approaching me. He's not as tall as I am, but his look now is fierce, and he's clearly very strong. I bet I could cut myself on his sharp scythes if I'm not careful. He makes a screechy metallic growl of curiosity at me, his eyes gentle despite his overall intimidating appearance. I reach my free hand to his head, and pet it appreciatively. He closes his eyes and smiles at the contact.
"Thank you, Armaldo." I say simply, my voice a little hoarse. He makes a sound of joy and I smile back at him. "You were amazing. I had no idea you were so strong." I continue, praising him. May runs up to us, her Plusle close in tow behind her. Her eyes are fixed on the Great Ball in my hand. She stops a short distance away. After a few seconds of staring at the ball, she smiles and nods.
"You really did it." She says, her voice sounds truly amazed. I nod at her, smiling.
Despite the legendary Pokémon being legendary, May's Pokédex has a compilation of information on it. She shares it with us. The Pokémon I caught is called Regirock, and is one of the legendary trio of Registeel, Regirock, and Regice. The three were imprisoned by ancient humans in an attempt to keep their power contained. Apparently, Regirock can repair any damage to itself by attaching rocks to its body.
We are all eager to get out of the dark cave, and start heading back to the entrance as soon as Armaldo is back in his Pokéball. I hold the Great Ball that contains my latest catch in my hand as we walk, still admiring it.
As we're approaching the exit, we can see from the light of the setting desert sun outside that someone is making their way into the cave entrance. Even at this distance, I can see that deep red hair. It's Sammy.
"Shit! Everyone, run back in and hide!" I whisper desperately. We scramble backward, slipping back into the narrow entryway and back into the circular interior of the cave. We somehow coordinate and find ourselves hiding behind one of the large rocks that was used in my battle with Regirock. May tells Plusle to turn the light off and she stops glowing, obeying her command. We wait behind the rock, listening for any footsteps.
"Seth, why don't you just go and confront him already? You have the legendary Pokémon now, just go beat him in a battle!" It's May's voice in my head, coming through Gardevoir's psychic mind link.
"That's not going to work. His Pokémon are powerful. He already beat one legendary, he can beat another, and my other Pokémon are too weak to battle right now. We need to escape and get back to a Pokécenter so we can recover, unless you're volunteering your Pokémon. " I explain mentally. Gardevoir relays the message just as soon as I start saying it. I hear May scoff in the darkness. It's not a loud sound, and we haven't heard Sammy enter the cave yet.
"Um, no way. This is your battle. I'm just here for moral support." She retorts, her voice sarcastic. I chuckle a little, but then immediately shut up because we start to hear his footsteps approaching from the entryway. I can see that same purplish glow from the last time we saw him in a cave approaching with him; no doubt his source of light for his legendary catching escapades.
"Wait until he's further in, and then we'll sneak over to the exit and slip right by him." I tell them mentally.
"OK." I hear a mishmash of both Gardevoir and May's voice in my head in affirmation.
Sammy enters the cave, his dull purple light source Pokémon not creating very much light. I peek out from the boulder and I can see him looking around in the darkness. He follows the wall, as he must be unsure of what he might find in the dark and doesn't want to lose his escape route. Luckily for us, the wall he is following is along the opposite side of the cave from us. I wait until he is a ways into the cave before signaling for Gardevoir, May and Plusle to start following me. We move as a small unit towards the exit, desperately trying to be as quiet as possible. Slowly, the entrance comes into reach and we slip into the narrower entryway seemingly unheard.
"Where the hell is it?!" I hear Sammy exclaim, suddenly the searching in the dark must have become too tedious for him. I flinch at the sound, but I don't stop. We make it out of the entryway, and all of a sudden the moderately bright evening sun is in our eyes. I can hear Sammy yelling in the cave, and it sounds like he's trying to get his Pokémon to lighten the cave better.
Once we're out of view from the inside of the cave, we start running. May has her Plusle in her arms and Gardevoir is keeping an even pace with us by floating through the air. I vaguely notice that the intense sandstorm that was raging when we first got here is gone, and I have to wonder if Regirock's absence has anything to do with that. It makes me remember how the rain stopped quickly after our encounter with Sammy and Registeel.
Once we're a respectable distance away, we stop to catch our breath. May sits in the sand, breathing hard with Plusle still in her arms. She makes a look like regret as soon as her butt hits the sand, but it looks like she stops caring soon after, her need to catch her breath more prevalent. Plusle looks up at her curiously, obviously not understanding what's happening or why we were sprinting out of the cave. Once May catches her breath and soothes Plusle, she returns her to her ball and stands back up, brushing the sand off her butt.
"I think we're safe for now." I say, my breathing coming evenly now. Gardevoir nods, and May looks unsure, but doesn't argue.
"Well then, what's the plan, captain?" She says, her tone humorous.
"It's getting late. I think Sammy will be fuming for a while, and I don't think he'll try to go after the other legendary today. We should head back to Lilycove before it gets even darker and stay the night there." I say, deciding for us and realizing her sarcastic comment has a point. I have been making a lot of the decisions about this whole thing. "Then we can head over to the gym in Mossdeep city tomorrow, and then we'll be right on the sea and we can head over to the other cave with the last legendary." Mossdeep city is located on an island not that far from Lilycove city's eastern coastline. It would be a good idea to get some extra training in at the gym there before going for the last legendary, and Sammy seems like the type to fume, and I don't think he'll get over Regirock being absent for at least a little while. It's not like he knows that we're after them as well. Maybe he'll even try searching the desert again tomorrow for a while before going to the last cave.
Gardevoir and May agree with me, and we don't waste any time getting out of the desert, and then on our way back to Lilycove on our Swellow.
It's nearly dark by the time we get back to Lilycove. It's only around 8 P.M., but it was still a much scarier flight even at this time of night. Swellow knew the way though, and I didn't doubt we would make it back in one piece, it was just a bit harrowing to fly over trees and lakes that were so black with the lack of sunlight. We land, and I release Gardevoir from her ball. She jumps on me again, just as upset about being in her ball as she was the first time. I make a silent vow to myself that I will never put her back in that ball unless its an extreme emergency. She doesn't deserve to be stuck in there. We can figure something out so that she doesn't need to go back. I take her Pokéball and put it in my backpack this time instead of on my belt. She notices.
"I'm just putting it in there for safekeeping. I don't think we're going to need it for a long time." I tell her, mentally, before she can say anything about it. I smile at her. She smiles and flushes a soft pink.
"Thank you." She replies, simply.
"We can figure it out without needing that ball." I explain, stroking her hair. She cuddles into my touch, and I take her hand as we walk into the Pokécenter.
It's another busy night for the Pokécenter. Unwillingly, I start getting a little excited by the prospect of getting to share a bed with May again. I start to feel invaded by feelings of longing and desire, and it only takes a quick peek at Gardevoir's flushed face to know that she's the culprit. She's excited by the idea too. What's happening to us? I sneak a look at May and she's looking around at all the people, and the faintest hint of a blush is spreading across her cheeks. I ask Gardevoir mentally to grant me access to May's thoughts and she obliges. She is just thinking about all the people in the Pokécenter, but there are undercurrents of desire laced into her mental voice, despite the fact she's not openly admitting anything to her own mind or ours. It makes me wonder if she knows more about last night than I think she does.
We step up to the line to the front counter where Nurse Joy is standing. Gardevoir rests her head lovingly on my shoulder, under the guise that she's sleepy. We should all be exhausted from our busy day, but some how I'm feeling awake and full of energy and anticipation. May stands on my other side, closer than she normally is because of the large amount of people. Her arm is just barely not touching mine. I can feel some sort of electric charge in my arm hairs. I can't help but be reminded of last night, and I can feel a flush start to spread across my own cheeks. Despite the crowd, it's almost like we're the only three in this entire Pokécenter.
The line moves slowly, and I realize that recently, we haven't had very many meaningful conversations that didn't involve Sammy and his evil plan to capture legendary Pokémon. If we're all going to talk we might as well do it now. Gardevoir senses I'm about to talk and opens our connection with May, who looks at us when she does, probably feeling that connection opening up. It's almost like I cleared my throat to get her attention or something.
"So, May, how do our Swellow carry us like that? It's crazy right? They're not very big birds." Her mouth curves into a slight, sarcastic smirk as she listens to my voice in my head.
"Yeah it is pretty crazy, Pokémon are pretty powerful." She responds to my feeble attempt at conversation and then immediately gets to the point. "Are you trying to make small talk, Seth?"
"I just thought that we all haven't really had a decent conversation lately since we started chasing after Sammy." I admit. I flush a little again at her words.
"Well, what do you really want to talk about?" May asks, her face softening a little. I'm at a loss. I don't want to bring up the sleeping thing again, and I definitely don't want to tell her what actually happened last night.
"May I have a question." Gardevoir interrupts my thoughts, probably intentionally. "What do you intend to do after you collect all the badges? Isn't there some sort of tournament?" I'm surprised Gardevoir remembers anything about the Pokémon League tournament. I had almost forgotten all about it and I'm sure we've talked about it before. I guess it hasn't really been something we've all been thinking of lately.
"Yeah there is. I don't know if I want to actually compete anymore, but I want to at least go see it. There are these 4 elite trainers that enter every year, along with the champion. They say they're the champion's biggest rivals, and they are constantly battling for the title." May explains. She sounds pretty excited. I didn't know she was so into it.
"Maybe we'll have to go and watch the matches as well, Gardevoir. I mean, we don't necessarily need to compete, but we can watch. Don't get me wrong, I know we're strong, but I don't think we need to prove ourselves like that. I'm sure those trainers are wickedly powerful. They're pros after all." I chime in, happy that we're having a decent conversation.
"That sounds fun!" Gardevoir agrees.
"I might be getting ahead of myself, but what are you guys planning on after that? Are you going to go home?" May asks, her face curious. The line is moving pretty quickly now. We're almost to the front desk. I look around, and despite our strange silent conversation, and all the smiling and blushing we're doing at each other, we don't seem to be drawing attention to ourselves. Gardevoir looks up at me, expecting me to answer. She's with me no matter what I decide to do.
"Hmm, I haven't really thought about that. I don't want our adventure to end." I say meaningfully. My arm slips around Gardevoir's slim waist, hopefully looking friendly, but silently meaning that whatever happens, I just want to spend all my time with Gardevoir. She smiles at me. She can sense what I'm feeling.
"I think my dad has a job lined up for me back home in Littleroot town at the Pokémon lab. I am technically still his field assistant." May says, her mental voice tinged with the smallest amount of disappointment. Like she doesn't just want that for the rest of her life.
"Well whatever happens, you're always welcome to come with us." I say, putting my hand on her shoulder. She's warm and soft, even through her shirt.
"Always." Gardevoir adds, smiling big. May blushes at my contact, and her eyes look to the ground before coming back and flicking between mine and Gardevoir's. I drop my hand and and my fingers brush her arm, making her flinch a little at the sensation.
"Thank you." She says it out loud, quietly. Gardevoir and I both nod, and then we're at the front of the line.
"Hello there again, you three." Nurse joy recognizes us. "I have a room with two beds tonight, if you're interested." She looks tired from dealing with so many Pokémon trainers, but she still smiles at us genuinely. I'm surprised. It seems like there are even more trainers here than last night. I look to May and Gardevoir, and it doesn't take a psychic connection to know what they're thinking.
"Actually, I think we'll stick with the room we had last night." I smile back at Nurse Joy, my face unwillingly flushing pink. She gives us a knowing look, then smiles again and hands us our renewed room keys.
We also make use of the Pokécenter healing services, and then head up to our room to make a quick, late dinner with some of the food we have with us. When I feed my Pokémon, I don't let Regirock out, as I have a feeling that it's not fully under my control, plus it might be so heavy that it could possibly break through the floor. I still can hardly believe it. It honestly doesn't seem like it's actually my Pokémon.
After everyone's fed, I return my Pokémon to their balls and then we get ready to go to sleep. We change into our now much cleaner pajamas, and then we all stand around the bed somewhat awkwardly, much like last night. Gardevoir is the first to move again, and she pulls me along the same way. This time, she falls into the middle of the bed and I'm on the side she was last night. May notices.
"Oh did you have enough of me all over you, Seth?" She teases, but her face reddens at the thought as well. It's almost like she got herself just as much as she teased me.
"I just thought Gardevoir could have a turn with the space heater." I retort, on my A-game with the comebacks. She smiles wickedly, and Gardevoir looks excited.
"Yeah, I don't mind, May. You can cuddle me all you want." Gardevoir says a little too seriously, taking the conversation to a different direction altogether. May blushes more, crawling into bed next to Gardevoir and keeping her distance for now, but we all know that will change. I find the remote and switch on the TV again, flooding the dark room with artificial light. That same diner show is on, and I'm sensing that this night will be even more like last night than it already has been.
After two episodes of our food show, no one has expressed any intention of falling asleep. There's a certain buzz in the room that isn't coming from the old TV set. Like some sort of electrical hum beneath the sheets of our bed as we all lay in it together. Gardevoir is cuddled into my side, her leg wrapped around my body, nearly straddling me. May is a respectable distance away, clearly not taking advantage of Gardevoir's offer. All our eyes are on the TV and not each other. Just when I'm starting to think that the strange sleep-preventing energy in the room is too much for me, May turns away from us, getting comfortable on her side. She seems like she's going to try and sleep. Was I the only one who felt it?
"No, I feel it too. I can't sleep." Gardevoir's bell-like voice invades my head suddenly. I was too focused on the show to be listening to her thoughts, despite the physical contact. "I think May can feel it too."
"What do we do then? Was this too weird for her? Should we just try and sleep and ignore it?" I am honestly at a loss. I've never been in this sort of situation before. I don't want to ruin anything with anyone, and I don't want any of us to feel awkward about it. "Should we ask her about it and see if she was asleep the whole time last night?"
"She wasn't asleep at all." Gardevoir says, her voice nonchalant. "She was just faking it. Couldn't you tell?" She sounds like she really means it. There's no joking tone in her mental voice at all. I'm instantly taken aback, though I suspected this might have been the case.
"What?" Is all I can manage. I can feel Gardevoir's head moving on my shoulder in a nod. I look down to meet her eyes. Her gaze meets mine, and I admire how beautiful those big red eyes really are, even in the dark and illuminated by diner dishes.
"I thought that might have been the case after talking to her downstairs, but it still changes my view on things. We all knowingly went into this together, and we all know exactly what happened?" I reply. She nods again slightly.
"What do you think about it all now?" Gardevoir asks tentatively, like she's afraid I'll be upset. I shake my head, breaking her almost hypnotic gaze.
"I don't know. The same I guess. I'm more concerned about what you feel." I reply, my mental voice expressing the unease I feel about it all.
"Well, you already know that. I agreed to getting this room again. I liked it. It was fun. I told you that last night, or this morning. Whatever time it was when we were off in our little world together." She reiterates her feelings, and it leaves me feeling, more or less, the same it did when I first heard them. Uneasy.
"Well then, what do we do now? Ask May if she wants to... you know?" My voice trails off, even mentally. I don't even know what to call what happened with May last night. Before she can answer, I add in: "I mean, how serious are we going to get? This should be something we talk about beforehand. I don't want to overstep any boundaries and I don't want you to either."
"Well, I kind of told you what I feel about that as well. I don't know if I want her to be part of our relationship. I just liked the part of it that was dangerous and naughty. I think if we do anything more, it should be within range of last night." She responds, and that I can finally agree with.
"OK. That's what I think too." I look back into her eyes and smile. She smiles seductively back at me. Her lust is building. I can tell by my view into her mind through her touch. May suddenly rolls onto her back, sighing quietly as she gives up trying to sleep. Her eyes find the TV again.
"Can we, um, turn the TV down? I can't sleep." She whispers, not looking at us. I instantly find the remote and hit volume down a few times, muttering a "sure" in response as I thanks me once it's quieter, but doesn't turn to her side again. Gardevoir starts to stir beside me, lifting her head up to my neck and kissing it quietly. Her lips still make some sound as they press against my skin though. She keeps kissing up my neck until she gets to my face and then hastily finds my lips. Her kiss is urgent, lust-filled, and sexy. I can feel my body starting to respond. We make a little too much noise, enough for May to definitely hear us. She doesn't turn to her side or say anything. She just lies there, even though it's not hard to hear or see us.
Gardevoir breaks the kiss, leaving me wanting. Then I feel a connection opening in my head.
"May." Gardevoir breathes into our minds, her voice husky and lustful. May gasps as the desire Gardevoir and I had been building up pours into her like a hot releases me and turns to face her, moving close and cuddling up to her.
"Gardevoir." May responds in a voice I've never heard her use physically or mentally. She sounds so turned on, but it's like she's trying to hide it. What did Gardevoir do to her?
"You don't have to pretend that you're asleep this time." I hear Gardevoir tell her, and suddenly I'm longing for her warmth. I follow Gardevoir and move closer to them both, spooning Gardevoir as she cuddles into May's shoulder. Her arm is draped over May's stomach, and once I'm closer to her I can feel she has one leg over May's bare legs. I can only imagine how soft and warm they must be. May's face reddens slightly at Gardevoir's mental words. She's embarrassed. I can feel her emotions like I feel Gardevoir's. She really was awake last night. May sighs and its more like a quiet moan. Her face in the glow of the TV looks forlorn but lustful, like she can't hold it anymore.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself." May responds after a few seconds, drinking in the emotions that Gardevoir and I, I realize, are exerting on her. The warmth in the bed is spreading as we start to get hot with desire. It makes me harder. I push my straining boner into Gardevoir's backside, grinding it against her in lust. My hands move to her slender hips and grip her tightly, filled with need. She makes a real bell-moan, and May responds with a soft moan of her own.
"Oh yes, Seth." Gardevoir's lusty voice spreads through my mind. May makes a needy, almost whimpering sound as another surge of desire spreads through all of us. She's not as used to that as I am. May's hand finds Gardevoir's leg, and starts to move up her thigh to her butt. I can feel her hand nearing my manhood, and push it harder against Gardevoir. She stops short of Gardevoir's butt though, and by proxy, my erection, and caresses her upper thigh. I actually feel a little disappointed, although that confuses me a little more. I move my head forward into Gardevoir's hair, and breathe in her scent, and to a lesser extent, May's. My right hand moves from Gardevoir's waist up her body, following the line of her scar, and I gently caress her small right breast through her dress, and more moans start spilling out of her as she's being caressed by both May and I. How can she wear this dress to sleep? It's so flow-y. It would just get in my way, kind of like it is right now. I decide she doesn't need to be wearing it any longer and move my hand down along her arm, tracing over May's stomach as I do. May's pajama shirt is hiked up a little, and her bare stomach is exposed. Gardevoir's arm is draped right over the warm skin, and I can't help but gently run my fingers over it as I follow the length of Gardevoir's arm. It's so nice and soft. She's as soft as Gardevoir, but even warmer. Her breath hitches as I touch her, and the muscles in her stomach contract, letting me feel just how fit she really is. Gardevoir knows what my hand is there to do, and she lifts her arm and slips it out of the dress when I take her hand at the end of the sleeve. She rolls onto her back, breaking away from May. May is breathing heavily, and when I glance at her, I can see her eyes half closed in desire, watching what I'm doing to Gardevoir. Her gaze moves to meet mine as I look at her through the light of the TV, and I'm reminded just how good-looking she is. It makes my raging boner harden further somehow. I take Gardevoir's other hand and help her retract her arm from that sleeve as well, then I slip the dress down her shoulders and over her heart. She lifts her legs for me as I pull it down them, and finally I remove it from her completely. I withdraw the discarded dress from under the covers and let it fall to the floor on the side of the bed. I return to Gardevoir's side and bring my face down to hers and kiss her passionately. With my left hand supporting my weight, I let my right wander over her body. I run my fingers lightly across her stomach, feeling the raised skin of her scar on her right side. I still feel terrible about it. I keep moving my hand, until it finds its way to her tiny breasts. I gently rub my thumb over her nipple, feeling it stiffen in response. I can feel a tentative hand touching my shoulder, and I break the kiss to glance at May. Her eyes are focused on me, lost in the desire. I know how she must feel, seeing as last night it was the same for me, being sandwiched between these two. Gardevoir looks over at her and smiles, and then moves back onto her side and cuddles into May again, and I go back to spooning her.
I watch as Gardevoir cuddles into May's neck, rubbing her face into her in a similar fashion to the way May did to me the previous night. May's hands find their way to Gardevoir's side, and start caressing her soft body. It makes me throb watching them. Gardevoir's hand starts to wander as well, returning to the soft warm skin of May's stomach, and gently caressing her navel, earning a few gasps of pleasure from May. I work on getting Gardevoir's panties off as I watch them, not wanting to miss anything they do. As I slide them down her slender legs, Gardevoir's hand slips under May's shirt and May gasps louder. I can see her hand moving and squeezing May's breasts and it's almost too much. I want to feel them.
"So big." Gardevoir's voice is amazed, and I can feel through our connection that she's a little jealous, but at the same time very happy to be feeling them, like she's wanted to for a long time. May's face flushes a deeper red at Gardevoir's comment. She must decide that she should return the favor because she moves her hands up Gardevoir's body. She uses one hand to caress Gardevoir's breast and the other to feel her heart. Gardevoir moans at the contact, closing her eyes in bliss.
With Gardevoir's panties on the floor with her dress, I move back to a spooning position and start to remove my boxers, hurriedly. This is getting to be too much and my boner is straining too hard against the fabric. I pull them down and my manhood springs forth. Gardevoir can feel it emerge under the covers and returns her attention to me. She releases May, who looks a little lost without her contact, and then slips under the covers. She moves down my body, until her head is level with my groin, and quickly brings my erection to her mouth, hidden under the covers. I exhale forcefully, not quite moaning, and my hips buck unconsciously, forcing myself deeper into Gardevoir's mouth.
May recovers from Gardevoir's absence and moves closer to me. She sits up, blushing, and starts removing her pajama top. My heart skips a beat as I watch her. This is getting way more serious than I thought. We should have just waited until she was asleep and done what we did last night. How are we supposed to stop things now? What if they get too out of hand? May's bare skin is a sight to behold. She pulls her shirt over her head and even with the changing light of the TV, she looks amazing, and her skin looks a perfectly smooth light tan color. Her medium brown hair bounces back into place after the shirt is gone, and I'm amazed it holds such an interesting shape. She throws the shirt to the side of the bed, and then she's back at my side, with a haughty smile on her lips. She's in my neck and her hands are on my chest in less than a second, and her bare skin is like fire against mine she's so warm. Her breasts feel big and soft against my side, and I put my arm around her as she comes to me. Her nipples are already starting to harden, and they feel so nice against my skin. I gasp again as at that second Gardevoir takes my length almost down her throat because she goes down so far on it. May grips the blankets on the bed and pulls them off enough to reveal Gardevoir with her mouth full. She blinks in surprise at the sudden light and I shiver at the breeze it creates. Gardevoir's eyes find mine, and they have some sort of indistinguishable, smoldering look in them. She forces more of my length down her throat, her eyes watering.
"Oh yeah, she's good at that." May comments, looking down at Gardevoir from her position in my neck. "You're so big, Seth. Just like I thought you'd be." Her lips move against my neck as she cuddles back into it. I blush. This is too much.
"Your boobs are even nicer than they look in clothes." I feel like I have to say something back, so I go with something that's true. I can feel her lips curl into a smile as she moves them against my neck, and her leg starts to slide up my body, like she's trying to straddle me but is holding herself back. Her hand moves to my unoccupied arm and feels around my shoulder and bicep and she exhales, obviously liking what she finds there.
I bring my hand over to her chest, fulfilling my wish to feel her like Gardevoir did, and letting her feel my arm easier. Her breasts fill my hand, and her nipples harden further at my touch, her breath catching in her throat. Her breasts are so soft and jiggly, while Gardevoir's are firm and perky. It's a big difference, but I really like them both. May's hand moves from my shoulder, sloppily feeling around my body and running over my abdomen and chest. We're just touching. It's not much different from last night, right?
I can feel that Gardevoir is just getting more and more excited watching us from her position. I can see her thoughts and she just cannot wait to feel me inside. Her thoughts are so filled with lust that they're erratic and it's hard to decipher anything except she really wants me inside her. Gardevoir starts to rise up from where she is, climbing up my body until she's crouching over May and I, her hips level with mine, my boner resting against my lower stomach and pointing up towards my face. May looks up to watch as Gardevoir sits on me, squishing my manhood under her weight. The wetness shining on her lower lips coats my length when she sits, and she slides her naked, wet sex up and down the length of my shaft. She knows just what I like. May watches in awe, clearly enjoying the view, then she shifts to her back, and grabs the waistband of her pajama bottoms and starts to pull everything off. Another feeling of a strange, pleasurable dread fills me as I start to realize that we are not going to be able to stop this before it gets out of hand. I peek at Gardevoir and she's busy working her hips into mine, her eyes watching May with lustful intent.
May gets her bottoms fully off and deposits them to the side of the bed with her top. Her body is magnificent. The curve of her hips and roundness of her ass is so different from what I'm used to when I see a naked woman. Her stomach is firm and flat, but I know that it's still soft to the touch when she's not flexing the muscles there. She has hair between her legs, and that's probably the most different thing between her and Gardevoir. It looks soft, despite being somewhat short and was probably shaved a little more than a week ago. I want to touch that too. I want to feel that hair on my face while I eat her out. I blush at my own thought. I can't think like that, I don't know what is being broadcast to them both. May returns to my side, her now fully naked body against my own naked body. My arm stays under her, supporting her head and holding her around her shoulders and keeping her close to me. She's so warm and soft... and naked. This has to be crossing some sort of line. Will we ever be the same after this? Gardevoir and I? May and I?
Gardevoir decides she can't take it any longer, and lifts her hips off of mine, and then pulls my knees up. She leans back against them and, using her hand to hold it pointing straight up, lowers herself onto my manhood, letting it slowly fill her as she sits on it. This sort of position is something that wouldn't work so well if she had a more human shape. Her slender legs and small butt sit comfortably between my own legs, while still letting her use her arms to hold herself up on my knees and to use them for leverage. She raises her own knees, putting one toe-less foot onto the bed on each side of me, spreading her legs and putting our sexual connection on full display for May and I. The sight of her lips gripping my shaft as she moves blows my mind. She may be back lit by the TV screen, but there's enough light to see the shining wetness from our connection, and she's so wet that there are thin strands of gooey liquid forming and connecting our bodies when her hips meet mine. It's so hot, and noisy. The wet sounds of me filling her are like a perverted symphony. I didn't even know she could get this turned on. Her mind has been relatively silent, only broadcasting emotions and feelings. She must be utterly absorbed in the pleasure. Her eyes lock with mine, and hold my gaze while she slowly moves up and down my length. May is watching intently as well, and after a few seconds, her hands start to drift down her body, but they don't get far before she decides to readjust. She leans more on her back, and spreads her legs and adjusts so that her right knee is on my stomach. Both of her hands snake down her own body, coming to rest at her core. Now she's on full display for Gardevoir, and her sexy body is on me even more. Her naked womanhood is closer to where Gardevoir and I are having sex. Almost too close. If my length were to slip out of Gardevoir, it would probably slap May's leg as it flopped back up to it's normal position when I'm lying down with my knees up. I can hear more wet sounds emanating from between May's legs, and I can see her hands moving as she pleasures herself. Her sounds are added to the symphony created by Gardevoir and I. I let my hand go back to her breasts and play with and squeeze them both, earning a few moans from her lovely lips. Gardevoir's eyes stray from mine to lock on May, watching her fingers deftly work her own clitoris. I can see it if I focus to see Gardevoir's thoughts. It looks amazing. May's womanhood is gorgeous, and it's such a rush to see something I thought I'd never see. The moans leaking out of her and Gardevoir intermingle, just like the wet sounds. I'm nearing my limit, and I'm a little upset about it because I haven't been able to do everything I wanted to do in this situation. I mentally implore Gardevoir to slow down just a little so I can last longer, and she reluctantly agrees. She slows down, her gaze still transfixed on May's handiwork. She sits fully down on my length, and slowly grinds her hips in a circle, and I can tell she enjoys this as well because it's stimulating her clitoris.
"Seth, touch me." May calls quietly, her voice breathy and her face turning into my neck as her breathing grows more ragged. That feeling of wild excitement mixed with dread hits me yet again. I don't know if I can do that. That's a little different from just feeling each other up. I'd be deliberately pleasuring her. Can I really do that? I mean, hasn't it already gone too far? May is fully naked and touching herself while watching Gardevoir and I have sex. It's well beyond what friends do. I look to Gardevoir quickly for help. She smiles at me, her face full of lust. I can tell that she's also getting close to her limit, but, like me, wants this to last as long as possible.
"Do it, Seth." Gardevoir speaks to both of us, her face flushed with pleasure. Really, she's up for this? I sigh internally, a little too bewildered at current events, and then my right hand moves from pinching May's nipple to down her body and resting at her mound. She moans louder into my neck when my fingers meet her flesh. I slide past her clitoris, purposefully gliding over it so it makes her shudder. I find her entrance and she's nearly as soaked as Gardevoir is. I get my fingers lubricated in her fluids and then sink my middle finger into her while using my thumb to push on her clitoris. She starts kissing and nipping my neck and shoulder. She likes this a lot. I can tell from both her physical and mental reaction. Her hands move to my arm as I continue, feeling the muscles work in it as I pleasure her, and they are still wet from when she was doing it herself. I move my finger in and out of her at the same pace as Gardevoir is grinding me, back and forth, then I gently start to move my lubricated thumb in a circle on her clitoris.
"God, you're an expert." May's voice is so filled with lust it almost doesn't even sound like her. "You're going to make me come."
I can see Gardevoir's hands come down to feel May's body. Her left hand grips May's thigh, squeezing it pleasurably, and her right hand rests right next to where I'm fingering her, on her inner right thigh. Her face seems curious along with the massive amount of lust and pleasure. Her fingers start to trail around down there, feeling the short hairs and the wetness leaking out from her. She passes her pointy finger tips over my hand briefly as she explores, and the tickling sensation just makes me closer to finishing. May shudders and moans, her breath is coming in short gasps. She's close.
"Don't stop!" May calls, her voice is quiet but urgent. Gardevoir's finger runs further down from where I'm working and through our mental connection I can see that shes rubbing one of her three fingers on May's exposed butt hole. She pushes her finger against it, and because her finger is already lubricated from her exploration of May's nether regions, the tip of her finger slips in. That's it, that's all May can take and her body finally finds its release. Her hips shoot off the bed in a violent orgasm and she screams in pleasure. I can feel her vaginal walls clamping around my finger, and her hips buck against my hand again and again, pulsing to the beat of her orgasm. Gardevoir withdraws her hand, her pointed finger slipping out of May's butt. I keep my finger in her until she calms, but move my thumb off of her clit, and her hips lower onto the bed again. She's breathing hard, trying to recover from her finish. Seeing how powerful her orgasm was is to much for me, just like this whole night has already been, and I need to come. I pull my finger out of May and I can feel her slick juices on my hand. She sighs contentedly as I withdraw, it almost sounds longing.
I sit up, grabbing Gardevoir in my arms and then I swing my legs off the bed and lift her up with me. I pull myself out of her and then turn towards the bed and set her on it gently, helping her rotate so then she's facing the bed and then bend her over it. May is close enough that Gardevoir is laying on her when she's bent over. I grab Gardevoir's hips and lift her ass into the air so our hips are level and then slip myself back inside. I start pounding into her mercilessly, selfishly seeking my release. Gardevoir releases an intense feeling of lust into my head. She loves being moved around and used like this. I can feel May moving around on the bed under Gardevoir and she rotates so then Gardevoir is between her legs and her hips are on the same end of the bed as where I'm fucking Gardevoir. She rests her feet on my upper thighs, so then she can hold herself on the edge of the bed. Gardevoir grabs May's breasts with both hands and buries her face between them, earning a gasp from May, and then I see May's hand sneaking down between them. It finds Gardevoir's womanhood, and starts to feel around, and in doing so she's touching me as well. She puts her hand where we are connected, letting my shaft slide between her fingers as it enters Gardevoir. Gardevoir emits a big, sweet, bell-like moan into May's chest. May finds Gardevoir's clitoris and pinches and then everything explodes at once. I slam into Gardevoir, pushing myself into her fully, and I can feel May's fingers there as well. Gardevoir and I moan in unison, my voice mixing with her bell sounds in a strange orchestra. We both find our orgasm at that moment, and our bodies throb at the same frequency. Despite just having sex last night, there's still enough semen to fill her completely, and leak out onto May's fingers and to drip on her lower stomach. May giggles when she feels it, she must be happy she helped us get there. Gardevoir's walls squeeze my length, begging for every last drop. I hold Gardevoir in that position for what seems like a while, but is probably only a few seconds while our pulsing orgasms continue, and then, finally, I release her and pull myself out of her. A waterfall of my semen rushes out of her when I do, pooling onto May's stomach and dripping between her legs. It makes her abruptly stop giggling and make a squeaking sound, she's surprised by the amount. She tries to look down at the mess I made on her, but she can't see over Gardevoir and then lies back, sighing. The sight of my semen dripping down between May's legs, between her folds, and spreading across her stomach is too much. This has definitely gone too far.
"Oh, man." May utters in blissful exhaustion, her arms rising above her head as she stretches underneath Gardevoir's weight, who has collapsed on top of her. Gardevoir's upper body is turned slightly to the side, so then she doesn't stab May directly with her chest blade. May's feet slip off my legs, and they start to fall towards the floor but I catch her by the undersides of her knees. I move my hands up her legs to her hips and use my weight to shift the two of them more onto the bed, so they don't fall off, then I collapse next to them.
We all lie there, our breathing steadying. Gardevoir looks like she's about to fall asleep on top of May, her eyelids drooping as she tries to keep them open. No one seems like they want to be the first to talk about what we did. I certainly don't want to be the one. I honestly can't believe Gardevoir and I both like including someone else in our sexy time. That was something I never expected to like myself, and to find someone else who's into it is even crazier to me. Will she regret it tomorrow? I mean, I don't even know how I'll feel about it then. If we keep doing this with May then she's going to want more, I don't think just my fingers will satisfy her every time. Gardevoir and I both agreed that we'd keep what we're doing with May to the minimum. It's supposed to be just us, but this isn't just us anymore with what happened tonight.
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