Over the course of the day, one by one trainers were called for their battles. While the experienced and powerful trainers of Green's group always came back with an excited grin and a shiny Boulder Badge as a prize. The same could not be said for the rest of the trainers. Unlike Alex and the other, all the others trainers were around Green's level. Most only had one pokémon like her, while a few had two or three pokémon in their party. Each time one of them passed by the big window looking out into the hall with their head low and tears of disappointment in their eyes, Green felt the pressure get more and more intense. She could feel her heart throbbing in the back of her throat, her hands were shaking and each breath felt heavier than the last. Machop wasn't fairing much better either, while initially not being dissuaded by the string of defeated trainers even his resolve began to crack. Holding onto Green's arm, he stared off ahead with a stunned look as the fishing pole trainer from the Museum walked past the window. He dragged his pole behind him, looking down at the pokéball in his hand with tears welling in his eyes. Alex reassuringly patted Green's shoulder while the others looked at her sympathetically, even Bartholomew couldn't help but awkwardly shuffle his feet in the cold silence of the now empty training room.
"Joey Young, please make your way to the front desk for your battle." Announced, the monotone voice of the announcer.
Joey stood up and Mikey followed him, turning back to a shell shocked looking Green and giving her an uncertain thumbs up. Matias, as he screwed on the back panel of his pokédex stared inquisitively at Green.
"Why are you so nervous?" He questioned plainly, still twisting his screw driver.
Green's head snapped up and she looked at him with a dazed expression before tilting her head at him. Still completely overwhelmed by fear, the social anxiety she had been crippled by before was completely void in this moment. As if she forgot who she was talking to.
"What do you mean why? Have you not seen every other trainer that isn't some master like you walking away on the verge of crying?" She snapped, her voice trembling as she did.
Matias calmly gestured to Machop with his screw driver.
"Yeah, because they didn't have a pokémon like him. His natural talent is insane," he reminded her patiently, "but," he continued, "he can't do it on his own, you're a team and if you're too scared to think well then you've already lost before you've started." He contended before looking back down at his Pokédex and tightening the last screw.
Caught of guard, Green stared at him blankly before looking down at Machop. A smile formed on her face as she remembered all they accomplished, the amazing things that Machop had done so far. A rising swell of conviction rose in her chest. Her eyes focused down on Machop intently as she remembered why she was even on her journey at all. Memories of watching Red on the TV at home crushing the best trainers in Kanto flooded back into her mind as well as the look of unwavering bravery on his face as he stood, only 14 years old before the most seasoned trainers in the world. She couldn't help but grin widely and stand up abruptly from the bench. If she lost here because of fear, it'd be a disservice to everything she believed in. Machop leapt off her lap and stood before her, sensing Green's resolve firing up. He grinned wildly and clenched his fists.
"What are we doing just sitting around here buddy? We need to be on the top of our game before the fight!" She declared, Machop nodding in agreement.
Together they ran off back out onto the training field. Green tossed rocks into the air for Machop and expertly he jumped and shattered them to dust with powerful kicks. Alex folded her arms and raised an eyebrow at Matias.
"Since when are you the motivational type?" She asked, leaning back against the wall behind her.
Matias shrugged as he placed his Pokédex back into his bright yellow backpack.
"I just told her the truth." He muttered as he looked up over at Green as she vigorously threw rock after rock for Machop, a small smile flickering across his face.
Eventually, after some time Joey and Mikey returned with the shiny, bronze Boulder Badges in hand. The group packed up and after an encouraging goodbye they left, leaving Green and Machop alone in the empty training room. Still, they continued. Now they had moved onto speed training. Machop kicked a small pebble across the room and did his best to out run it and kick it back before it hit the ground. Although, he wasn't anywhere near fast enough to cover the distance in time he still persisted. Getting more and more pumped up each time he failed.
"Jackson Kurinji, please make your way to the front desk for your battle." The announcer called out again plainly over the sound system.
Green turned away from her training and watched as a now more nervous looking Jackson walked past the training room towards the front desk. His Geodude sitting on his shoulder with the same neutral expression.
"Okay Machop, that's enough let's rest up now!" She called out to him.
Machop, poised to for another kick stopped and ran over to Green excitedly. He panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. With a gentle touch, Green lifted him up and carried Machop over to the benches. They sat in silence for a couple minutes, Green tapping her foot impatiently the whole time. Eventually she just sprang up and turned to Machop.
"Ugh! I can't wait anymore, let's go wait by the desk!" She blurted out before turning and walking towards the doorway.
A bit surprised, Machop hopped off the bench and followed after her. They walked down the long red carpet towards the front desk where the same plump man was standing. He gave Green a knowing look as she approached.
"Well now I've seen that face enough to recognise it, I see someone is just raring to go hey?" He speculated with a wide grin.
Green shrugged and leaned on the desk, watching the elevator door to the right of the desk intently. The man behind the desk watched a monitor before him and shook his head disapprovingly.
"Oh my, when will that boy learn?" He wondered to himself quietly.
As Green tried to get a look at the monitor curiously he abruptly shut it off.
"I'm sorry dear but challengers are not allowed to watch the matches of other challengers, well live that is. If you want to see it later they are archived on the Indigo Plateau online database under public domain." He explained apologetically.
Before Green could apologise the elevator doors opened, Jackson and Brock stepped out together. Brock got down on one knee and placed both hands on Jackson's shoulders. Jackson, who was looking sorry for himself, forced himself to look back at Brock.
"This team you have has promise Jackson, but you need to take the time to train them. As well as guide them in battle. You can't just expect them to do all the hard work for you buddy." He sighed, still keeping a reassuring tone.
Jackson just nodded as he glanced up at Green, seeing her made him blush and he broke free of Brock's grasp. He ran down the hall towards the exit, clearly rubbing tears from his eyes. Brock watched with an unsatisfied frown before noticing Green. He took a double take as he did, blushing slightly before rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh, ah yes the girl from the museum. I had started to think you weren't going to show up today." He awkwardly stammered.
Green blushed too in return but, still pumped full of determination pushed past her attraction to Brock and stepped into the elevator.
"Well, I'm here now let's do this." She stated calmly, only a slight waver in her voice.
Brock looked at her surprised but smirked all the same. He joined her in the elevator and the doors closed on them. For a few awkward moments Green avoided looking up at Brock as he shot the occasional glance down at her. Until suddenly the cramped elevator car seemed to open up as it entered a glass shaft and the massive arena beneath them was revealed. The huge rectangular space beneath them was at least four times the size of the small arena Green had fought Jackson on. The arena floor was a mixture of hard, barren rock and patches of wet mud. All around the edges, tall cliff faces made of clay formed a pit. Along the top of these walls were stands, lightly filled with local residents of Pewter. She recognised the green dots along the yellow benches as the school caps of the Pewter school children. A clear barrier arched over the top of the stands, protecting them from all angles. Brock looked out proudly at his arena and placed his hand on Green's shoulder.
"Welcome to Pewter City gym, Green from Pallet Town." He said gently as he looked out at a large digital banner running across a large screen placed along the middle of the pit walls.
Along it read the banner.
Green Isamu of Pallet Town vs Brock Takeshi of Pewter City Gym!
Green couldn't help but press her lips together excitedly as she felt his strong hand grip her bare shoulder. She looked up at him shyly and smiled, they stared into each other's eyes as the elevator came to a stop below the pit. The doors opened and a small platform in a clear tube appeared before them.
"Step onto that and I'll meet you up there in a few minutes." He explained softly as he place his hand on Green's lower back and gave her a gentle shove out of the elevator.
Completely mesmerised, she did as she was told and stepped onto the platform. It was only once the elevator had shut behind her and Brock had disappeared that she snapped back to her senses. She looked down at Machop who was seething with jealousy as he stared at the elevator. With a shake of her head Green refocused and took a deep breath. The platform began to rise and together, Green and Machop were raised up into the arena. They stood on a small platform at the end of the arena. The clear barrier around them slipped back into the ground and Machop ran ahead excitedly, getting a feel for the terrain beneath his feet. With her wits about her now, Green looked around the arena and noticed a small camera crew set up on the outskirts of the arena. A camera pointed at her and it's lens contracted as it zoomed in on her. The small crowd in the stands began muttering excitedly and the squeal of a microphone cut through the air.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the final challenger for tonight! Now we've seen a lot of spectacular fights tonight of the highest calibre of pokémon competition! So let's round off tonight with a slower paced battle. Our challenger is an unknown trainer with no badges to her name! Challenging Brock tonight with only a single Machop and hailing from the infamous town of Pallet! Our challenger, Green Isamu!" An explosive voice announced, his vibrant energy practically bouncing off the walls.
The small crowd chattered amongst themselves excitedly at the mention of Pallet, although Green couldn't hear their words exactly she could imagine the trainer's names who were being excitedly whispered amongst them. On the other end of the arena Brock's platform rose, on his sturdy grey pokéball belt were clipped two pokéballs. The belt itself was the same design as Green's however it was a light grey all over with no fancy ornamentation like her own. Brock plucked one ball from his belt and enlarged it in his hand before casually releasing a Geodude onto the field, the same one that had been on his shoulder at the museum. He grinned at Machop intently, the two pokémon staring each other down with wild glares. Neither one was prepared to back down.
"Both pokémon are ready for combat! Are the trainers ready to begin?!" The announcer asked with a shrill yell.
Brock nodded and gave a thumbs up before casually looking over at Green. She took a deep breath and pushed all her feelings for Brock down out of her mind. Even if he did still make her feel weak to the knees, she wasn't about to lose her first gym battle because she was too horny. With an intense glare at Brock she nodded too and gave a thumbs up. Immediately a yellow hard light barrier appeared before both Brock and Green before turning clear. The large screens on either side of the pit showed live feed of both of their faces as well as their pokémon. A siren sounded and the battle officially commenced.
"Quick get close Machop and strike!" Green called out.
Machop ran forward along the barren rock of the arena floor towards Geodude at a lightning fast pace. Brock looked on in surprise as Machop closed the distance in a matter of seconds before leaping at Geodude.
"Curl up!" He shouted abruptly.
Geodude curled into a ball quickly, just in time to absorb the powerful kick from Machop. Geodude, still curled up bounced back into the barrier before Brock, yellow hexagonal tiles rippling along it as Geodude bounced off of it.
"Alright, roll out!" Brock quickly followed up.
As soon as Geodude landed on the ground he darted forward, kicking up dust and pebbles as he sped towards Machop.
"Quick dodge and counter!" Green cried out as she watched Geodude zip across the arena.
Machop jumped back before quickly side flipping over Geodude and launching a kick at him in mid air. However, Geodude uncurled in the air and grabbed Machop's foot before slamming him down into the ground. Stunned, Machop hit the ground and recoiled from the impact.
"Rock slam!" Brock shouted with an excited grin.
Geodude's eyes lit up a dark brown and a dark brown essence encompassed a nearby boulder. It flew up into the air before slamming down towards Machop. Undeterred, Green quickly shouted out a response.
"Smash it!" She cried out.
Machop's eyes sprung open and he saw the boulder falling towards him, without hesitation he leapt towards the boulder and his fist ignited with orange essence. He punched the boulder with all his might and shattered it around him. As the fragmented pieces of the boulder fell around them Machop landed and quickly burst towards Geodude and punched him hard, the orange essence around his hand flaring as he made contact. Geodude skidded across the ground and into a pool of mud. Dazed and confused he rolled around unsteadily trying to get his bearings.
"He's coming for you don't let up! Use the mud!" Brock called out, his casual demeanour wavering.
Green smirked as she anticipated Geodude's next move. As Machop ran at Geodude and Geodude's eyes lit up a dark brown again she shouted to Machop.
"Above and behind!" She cried out.
Machop nodded, understanding immediately as he watched Geodude conjure up a ball of mud. He fired the ball like a bullet at Machop but as he did Machop jumped and leapt over Geodude. He flipped and turned through the air, landing on his feet against the side of the pit behind Geodude. Orange essence sparked from Machop's legs as he pushed off the wall and punched him in the back of the head. Machop crashed into the mud as he continued soaring past Geodude but it didn't matter, Geodude lay unconscious face down in the mud. A siren sounded and the barriers disappeared.
"Geodude is unable to battle due to fainting! Round 1 goes to the challenger!" The booming voice of the referee announced, he sat up in his own booth looking down at the field with a serious expression.
Brock, with a shocked look on his face immediately recalled Geodude. Machop pushed himself up and hopped to his feet before shaking the mud off. As he ran back to Green's half of the arena, the board high above him showed Brock's screen fade out the first of two pokéball symbols next to his head.
"Unbelievable! What an unexpectedly explosive fight! Is Machop's agility too much for Brock to handle?!Can his next powerhouse overpower the nimble trickster and his no name trainer?!" The announcer bellowed in a state of manic excitement.
The crowd however had fallen completely silent, soft murmurs echoed out from them and Green watched as some school children clutched to their parents as they eyed Brock with a fearful look. As Brock unclipped his next pokéball the murmurs got more intense and people in the audience began gathering in the front row, pressing their faces against the viewing glass to get a better look. After a small pause, Brock calmly pressed the button on his pokéball. Instantly, an enormous blast of red energy filled the arena. Green shielded her eyes and through a strained squint she watched in horror as the enormous rock-snake pokémon Onix materialised onto the field. Green could only stare in disbelief as it's massive 20ft body loomed above her and Machop. The audience cheered and began banging on the viewing glass excitedly, the rhythmic drumming of their bangs echoing throughout the arena. Even Machop was stunned, he stared directly straight up in the air at Onix. A genuine look of fear on his face.
"OOOONIX!" Onix roared, the intense bass of his voice shaking the arena and rattling Green to her core.
"Both pokémon are in play! Are the trainers ready to begin?!" The announcer bellowed out frantically.
Brock nodded and gave a casual thumbs up to the referee above. Green however, still frozen with fear could barely even muster anything resembling words.
"N-No..." She whimpered and shook her head.
The referee nodded and pressed a small button on the dial before him. Big flashing letters appeared on the screens above the arena.
TIME OUT
"A time out has been called by the challenger! Both trainers will have 5 minutes to prepare and plan for the next round!" The announcer cried out, a twang of disappointment in his tone.
Green felt the immense pressure in her chest disappear hearing those words, she placed her hand on her chest and let out a sigh of relief. Machop scrambled back to her and stood before her, looking uncertain. Green collected her thoughts and gazed back at Onix critically.
"There has to be some kind of weakness, there's no way he would use an advanced pokémon in a low level battle." Green murmured to herself as she sat down on the ground.
Machop sat next to her and watched as Green continued to stare at Onix, her lips pursing and her eyes frantically scanning Onix's body. Suddenly, her eyes froze and a wide grin spread across her face. Before she could explain her plan to Machop, a siren sounded off again and the time out message disappeared from the screens. With an annoyed click of her tongue Green stood up and gently shoved Machop towards the arena.
"Engage at full speed, I'll explain the rest out there!" She called out just in time before the barriers came back up, separating them.
"Timeout has ended, Round 2 will start now." The referee stated matter-of-factually.
Machop gulped and began sprinting at Onix, dust and rocks flying up behind him as he did. Onix eyed Machop hungrily and lowered his head, waiting for Brock's command.
"Tail sweep!" Brock screamed out, yelling as loud as he could so Onix could hear him from his height.
Onix's sharp stare intensified as he leaned back and heaved his massive tail across the ground towards Machop. Rocks, dust and small pebbles flew through the air as Onix's tail scrapped across the ground, leaving a trail behind it in the arena floor.
"Jump over and-" Green began to call out but was cut off by Brock's own command.
"Screech!" He bellowed.
As Machop bent his knees to jump over Onix's tail, Onix opened his mouth and emitted a shrill, high pitch scream that split through the air. Machop cried out and covered his ears, tripping over himself and falling forward. As he did, Onix's tail slammed into him and sent him flying back into Green's barrier, yellow hexagons rippling out from the point of impact. Machop fell to the ground and landed on his knees, falling forward onto his hands. With a pained cry he gasped and sputtered, coughing up a splatter of blood onto the ground. Green rushed over and dropped to her knees.
"Machop! Are you okay?! Can you continue?!" She screamed, a panicked look on her face.
Machop, shakily got back up on his feet and looked over his shoulder at Green. A wide grin on his face. Green cautiously stood back up and looked back at Onix. He was waiting for them, the end of his tail flicking back and forth across the ground. A deadly stare, focused right on Machop.
"Alright, listen up buddy. Keep your ears covered as tight as you can, push through the pain and get behind him. We need to land one solid hit to his head to even stand a chance at winning, okay?" She whispered, watching Machop with a concerned look.
"If the challenger does not make a move, the match will be considered conceded." The referee called out, his neutral gaze beating down on Green from above.
Machop took a deep breath before running back at Onix, his hands covering his ears. Onix's eyes lit up as he watched Machop approach again. He drew back his tail and readied for another sweep.
"Onix! Use rock tomb with tail sweep!" Brock yelled.
Onix's eyes glowed, a dark brown flame erupting from each eye as rocks all around Onix were encompassed by a dark brown essence. They quickly darted to in front of Onix's tail in a straight line. With an enormous boom, Onix slammed his tail into the rocks and fired them at Machop like a cannon. Unprompted, Onix also let out another shrill screech as he did. Machop winced but didn't falter, quickly leaping over the rocks, letting them sail on by beneath him. Before Onix could wind up another sweep, Machop raced up to his tail and leapt over it. With another now frustrated screech, Onix began sweeping his tail backwards towards Machop as he ran behind Onix.
"Quick! Jump up!" Green called out desperately, knowing that her voice couldn't be heard over Onix's screech.
However, Machop followed through with their plan and leapt up onto Onix's back. Nimbly, he darted up each large boulder-like segment of Onix's long body. Brock folded his arms and looked on with an impressed smile.
"Go on! Shake him off!" He called out jovially.
Frustrated, Onix screeched louder and louder as he thrashed his body trying to get Machop off. Yet no matter how hard Onix thrashed Machop never lost his footing. Eventually, Machop made it onto Onix's head and with a crazed, wide smile he leapt into the air. His eyes exploded with orange essence and his entire right leg became engulfed in an intense orange flame. With a huge slam, he brought his leg down onto the top of Onix's head and a ring of orange flame burst out in all directions. Onix recoiled and cried out as his head snapped down into the ground, the impact leaving a crack on the top of his head. Machop, now in a free fall pumped his fists in the air as his eyes blazed magnificently before hitting the ground next to Onix. He staggered back up onto his feet and turned to look at Brock with a challenging smirk. Brock looked down at Machop as he raised his pokéball and recalled Onix, the beam passing through the barrier cleanly.
"I concede." He said calmly and turned his gaze up to Green, smiling gently.
The barriers dropped and a final siren sounded off.
"I can't believe it! What a result! Brock, the rock type master of Pewter City has been defeated by our no name challenger on her first attempt! Who is Green from Pallet Town?!" The announcer cried out in frantic disbelief as the cameras turned to focus on Green.
Green ran across the field towards Machop and quickly recalled him to her pokéball as his knees wobbled and the orange flames in his eyes died out. Only once she knew Machop was safe did Green allow herself to feel the rush of victory. She looked up and around ecstatically as the faces of the crowd peered down at her, people pushing and shoving each other to get a better look. Brock approached her slowly with a huge, proud grin. With a firm grasp, he gripped her shoulder and shook her hand.
"Great job trainer! That was a well fought battle!" He congratulated her.
Green's ecstatic smile dropped for only a moment as she felt Brock clutch her shoulder and hands. She turned to look up at him and matched his warm, gentle smile as they gazed at each other. Brock let go of her shoulder and took a step back, holding her hand still.
"Alright, well come with me and we'll get your badge sorted out." He explained gently as he led her back to his side of the arena.
Green nodded and followed him, her heart racing in her chest as she felt his large hand squeeze her small hand. Brock led Green over to a set of doors behind where his platform had rose up. Large and imposing, the thick mahogany doors were painted a dark shade of brown with polished granite handles. Brock pushed open the doors and led Green inside what appeared to be an office. Scattered about on countless shelves lining the walls were samples of different rocks, varying from plain looking granite to a chunk of purple stone that glowed vibrantly. As the door swung shut behind them the sounds of the crowd cut off and they were both plunged into silence. Green's chest tightened as she gazed up at Brock, her hand still holding his. He gazed back down at her and carefully grasped her other hand. Slowly, they took a step toward each other, now only a few inches apart. Before she knew what was happening Green found herself leaning forward and she watched as Brock did the same. Their lips pressed against each other and Green felt the warm feeling of Brock's mouth against hers. She had always imagined that a kiss would feel amazing but she never expected it to feel anything like this. Her eyes closed and she pressed her lips against Brock's firmly as she let go of his hands and wrapped them around his shoulders. Brock placed both hands on Green's lower back, pressing his thumbs against her hips as he pulled her close. Her breasts pressed against his chest and Green felt Brock smile against her lips.
With a giggle she opened her eyes, pulling back and breaking their kiss. She blushed slightly as she gazed into Brock's narrow eyes. He smiled back and caressed her body with his thumbs, pressing into her firm hips.
"God, I know this is inappropriate but I just can't help myself!" He gently exclaimed before kissing Green again roughly.
Green felt butterflies in her stomach as they kissed again, lifting up one leg and falling further into his embrace. Suddenly and aggressively Brock pushed Green back against the door, dropping his hands down onto her round ass and squeezing her cheeks. She gasped and felt her stomach drop like she was falling before biting her lip as she felt Brock's powerful hands squeeze and caress her ass. He smiled down at her gently and slowed down his pace a little.
"You've never done this before have you?" He asked comfortingly.
Green shook her head and went bright red, shuffling her feet awkwardly. Brock carefully moved a hand off her ass and grasped her hand again, bringing it up between them.
"How far do you want to go? I don't want to push you past what you're comfortable with." He asked cautiously as they interlocked fingers.
Green smiled happily and felt her anxiety melt away with Brock's reassuring tone. She let go of his hand and placed it on his chest before kissing him softly.
"I want to go all the way, I'm ready." She whispered against his lips confidently, a bubbling excitement rising in her chest as she spoke.
Green could hardly believe this was just suddenly happening, she had imagined losing her virginity would take some monumental effort on her part, like the final boss of social manoeuvring but here she was about to lose it. It all felt so surreal. However, the reality of it all came rushing back as Brock smirked and kissed her deeply again. As he grabbed the back of her thighs and lifted her up into the air before pressing his crotch up against hers as he made out with her, she was reminded of how real it all was. Pressing up against her pussy through their pants, Green could feel Brock's hard cock. Acting on what felt like instinct she placed her hand on his bulge as they sloppily made out. Brock laughed softly and squeezed her thighs roughly. A burst of excitement rushed through her as he did and a small moan escaped from her lips. Brock shuddered excitedly and lifted her up higher into the air. With a gasp and excited laugh, Green wrapped her legs around Brock's waist as he carried her over to his desk. She held onto his shoulders tightly and pressed her cheek against the top of his head, nuzzling his bushy hair.
With a swift flick of his arm Brock knocked the papers and pens scattered on his desk off onto the floor before slamming Green down onto her back. She cried out with a laugh as he did and looked up at him with an excited, submissive look. Timidly, she spread her legs open for him. Brock with heavy pants stood over her as he caught his breath, watching her with an amused look. He pulled his shirt over his head and Green couldn't help clench her jaw as she saw his body. His chest was toned, the skin of his chest tight around his lean muscles. Spread over his left peck and shoulder was a diamond pattern tattoo made up of small black diamonds with little gaps in between, making intersecting crisscrossing lines from his skin. He tossed his shirt to the side and leaned over Green, placing a hand next to her head. They kissed again, making out passionately. As they did Brock reached down and grabbed the bottom of Green's light blue tank top. He pulled it up her body and peeled it over her breasts, laughing gently as he struggled to get it over her large breasts. With the help of his other hand he ripped it over Green's head, making her breasts jiggle as they bounced out of her shirt. Green leaned forward and kissed Brock, letting him untie her chest wrap and release her breasts. Brock stared at them for a moment in awe before grasping them both with either hand and wrapping his lips around her nipple. As he grasped them from the side, even his large hands could barely grasp half of each breast. Green moaned out excitedly, letting little high pitched gasps escape her mouth as she felt Brock hungrily sucking on her tits.
As Brock sucked her tits Green pressed her crotch back up against Brock's and rubbed her pussy against his bulge. The rough texture of her denim jeans getting her even more excited. She couldn't tell quite how big Brock was but his cock definitely felt thick,the idea of his thick cock penetrating her got her so worked up she let out a long sensual moan and grasped Brock's shoulder blades tightly. Taking a hint, Brock let go of the breast he was sucking and moved to the other. Using his new free hand he quickly unbuttoned Green's jeans and slipped his hand under the waist band of her panties. He expertly found her clitoris and began rubbing it gently in slow circular motions. Green gasped and shut her eyes tight as waves of pleasure delicately pulsed from her pussy and up her back. Matching the rhythm of Brock's hand her hips moved seemingly on their own with slow gentle thrusts.
Brock lifted his head from Green's tits and watched with a satisfied smile as Green gasped and moaned with each movement of his hand. He slunk back onto his knees and pulled off Green's boots, flinging them back against the wall behind them. He slipped his hand out from Green's pants and unzipped her jeans before peeling them off of her. Green opened her eyes and watched Brock, biting her lip and squeezing her breasts together. Her jeans flung off her feet and Brock tossed them to the side, running his hands along Green's large, firm and smooth thighs. His hands glided along her silky skin and up to her panties. With one swift movement he yanked them off before pushing Green's legs apart and plunging his face down into her pussy. As he pressed his lips against her clit, he gently slid 2 fingers inside her pussy. Green laughed happily as she felt Brock's warm breath against her sensitive pussy, she gently grasped his head, taking handfuls of his bushy hair in her hands. The feeling of his fingers gently penetrating her made her brow furrow as she bit her quivering lip. Slowly, she laid back on the desk and shut her eyes as slow, intense waves of pleasure washed over her.
"F-Fuck!" She shakily exclaimed as she felt Brock's fingers stretching out her pussy and his tongue expertly flicking her clit.
Brock smirked against her pussy and continued, picking up the pace of his fingers slowly as he moved his tongue around her clit in big sloppy, circular motions. Green's feet curled and her legs squirmed as she felt the waves of pleasure get more and more intense. Brock grasped the top of her thigh, placing his hand on the bottom of her knee. He held her leg still, spreading it out further which only contracted her pussy tighter around Brock's fingers. Green gasped and let out a shuddered moan, letting go of Brock's hair and grasping her breasts tightly. Her large, pink nipples were sticking out against the palms of her hands. As she squeezed and pressed her tits she felt tiny bursts of pleasure as she rubbed her nipples. As Green moaned and played with her breasts she began desperately wanting to cum, she could feel her orgasm approaching but each time she felt like she was about to get there she couldn't hold it and it would fade back away. The anxiety of not being able to cum started getting to her and she looked down at Brock with a pleading look.
"Please fuck me! I need your cock!" She exclaimed desperately before throwing her head back again and moaning loudly as another orgasm began building only to fade away.
Brock lifted his head and could sense her frustration. He twisted his hand inside her and placed his thumb on her clit, rubbing it gently as he continued to finger her.
"Hey, just let yourself relax okay? I can make you cum but if you're this stressed it'll never happen." He whispered soothingly as he leaned over her, placing his hand next to her head.
Green looked up into his eyes and clung to him, taking deep and slow breaths as she tried to calm down. Brock kissed her gently and the feeling of his lips and tongue pressing against hers, soothed her. She felt another orgasm rise and instead of panicking she continued sloppily kissing Brock, the rhythmic pattern of their kisses keeping her calm. The intensity was absolutely insane, it was so overpowering that Green's grip on Brock loosened. She fell back against the desk and arched her back, her toned stomach muscles flexing as her pussy began contracting. As the pleasure reached a peak and Green felt like her insides were about to explode, a huge wave of pleasure swept over her entire body. She cried out and grasped her breasts tightly as she came all over Brock's hand. Her pussy squeezing his fingers tightly. Brock watched her with a gentle smile, watching as her face scrunched up and her mouth gaped open wide. As her orgasm faded Brock pulled out his fingers and grasped her breast before kissing her deeply. She weakly giggled and returned his kisses.
"It only gets better from here baby." He whispered before slipping his arm under Green's arched back, standing up straight and slipping his other arm under her knees.
Brock lifted Green into the air, carrying her cradle style across the room. Happily, Green clung to him and kissed his neck passionately. Brock threw her onto a couch, pressed up against the far wall. As Green bounced from the landing she excitedly gasped and giggled, looking up at Brock playfully as she brought her knees up to her chest. Her wet and creamy pussy glistening under the overhead, pale lighting. Brock chuckled and eyed her hungrily as he pulled a lever on the side of the couch, from the base of the couch a bed kicked out before Green. Brock climbed onto the fold out bed and lay next to Green, cupping her pussy with one hand and her breast with the other as they made out. Playfully, they kissed lightly not able to keep the smiles off their faces. On a whim, Green reached down and grasped Brock's bulge. As she did, she took a double take as she patted his bulge and felt just how big Brock's cock is. It seemed like it would never stop. Extremely curious now, she grabbed the elastic waistband of his pants and pulled them down. Quickly grabbing his boxers after and pulling them back. Brock smirked as she did and watched her face as his cock burst out of his pants. Green's jaw dropped as she grasped his shaft and looked his cock up and down. It was at least 10 inches long, almost the size of her entire forearm. She had never seen a real cock but she had always expected her first cock to look normal, but Brock's cock looked like it came straight off of a pornstar. Timidly, she stroked his cock feeling as the hot skin shifted as she did. Each slow stroke, pushing the foreskin over the tip and then pulling it back down. It was way warmer than she expected and much harder. Brock chuckled and caressed her cheek with his thumb.
"If you're too scared for this to take your virginity I understand-" He began, sounding apologetic but he was interrupted by Green excitedly pressing both hands against his chest and pushing him down onto the couch.
"Are you kidding?! I want this inside me right now!" She declared with a hungry look in her eyes.
Brock laughed hysterically and grasped her waist, flipping her onto her back and getting on top of her. He ran his thumb over her bottom lip with a gentle smile before pulling his pants off all the way and kicking off his running shoes.
"Alright but it'll probably feel a bit uncomfortable at first, tell me if it gets too much for you okay?" He explained calmly, still chuckling a bit.
Green nodded excitedly, looking up at Brock submissively as his thumb ran off her lip and flicked it back up. He grasped Green's legs and pressed her knees up to her chest, he gave her an amused look as to his surprise he could easily push her knees all the way up beside her head. Green wrapped her arms around her thighs, holding her legs in place. Grasping the base of his thick cock, Brock positioned it before her pussy. After getting one last reassuring nod from Green he gently leaned forward and pushed his cock inside her. As to be expected for a moment his cock refused to go in, her pussy was so tight his tip couldn't even make it in. However, to both of their surprises Green's pussy opened up and Brock slid right on in. Green gasped and threw her head back against the couch, letting out a loud, shaky scream of pleasure as she felt Brock's huge cock plunge deep inside her and stretch out her pussy. She felt Brock's cock press against the end of her pussy, pressuring her cervix as he slid in balls deep inside her. Brock totally caught of guard by this froze for a second before feeling the tight walls of Green's pussy squeeze his cock and shrugging it off.
He started slamming Green's pussy, slamming his cock against her cervix with each long powerful thrust. Green's tits jiggled and heaved with each thrust and her hips rippled as her ass bounced. Brock groaned aggressively as he fucked her, getting more and more intense with each thrust of his cock. He grasped Green's large thighs and squeezed them as he power fucked her. Green's mouth hung open as she lazily moaned and sputtered from the intense pleasure, her eyes rolling back as massive waves of pleasure like nothing she had ever felt before washed over her. The ends of her fingers and toes tingled as her body lit up with pleasure. The couch slammed against the granite wall and the cheap base of the couch creaked and cracked as Brock fucked her brains out. The harder Brock fucked her, the tighter Green's pussy squeezed and the louder Brock bellowed with pleasure. His bushy hair flailed frantically as he thrust back and forth, his balls slapping against Green's asshole. Eventually it became too much and Green let go of her legs, her arms weakly scrambling to grasp the couch cushions or the edge of the fold out bed. Brock leaned forward as she did, pressing her legs down hard, her thighs now parallel with her chest. He pressed his forehead against hers as he began wildly fucking her as fast and as hard as he could. They intensely stared into each other's eyes as he did, staring the other down as pleasure coursed through their bodies. After a while Green broke the eye contact as she started to cum, she choked out a gasp and gripped the couch cushions so tight that her nails broke through into the foam beneath the fabric. As she came, squeezing Brock's cock insanely tight, Brock couldn't handle it anymore. He frantically pulled his cock out of her and as it sprung up out in front of him he came, flinging cum all over Green's face and tits. As his cock steadied, cum flew onto Green's stomach. A pool of thick, hot cum forming in her belly button. Green gasped happily as she felt his cum fly all over her, shakily she wiped a bit off her cheek and tasted it. As the warm, thick goo touched her tongue a huge smile spread over her face as she savoured the salty, meaty flavour.
Brock collapsed next to her, cum dripping from his cock onto the couch. Together they lay there panting, their chests shakily rising and falling as they felt the energy drain from them. As Green felt a small bit of energy return she began eating the cum off of her tits happily. Brock with a smirk leaned over and wrapped his lips around her cum coated nipple and sucked the cum right off. Green couldn't help but laugh excitedly.
"That was so fucking hot!" She exclaimed with her mouth hanging open.
He only responded with a smirk before licking her stomach and sucking all the cum from her belly button. Green couldn't help but watch in awe as he cleaned off her stomach before coming up and kissing her deeply, spitting a bit of cum into her mouth. Green swallowed it happily before pulling back and looking at Brock excitedly.
"You're pan too?!" She exclaimed in disbelief.
Brock laughed and shrugged playfully.
"Hell yeah I am, I'm down to fuck all kinds of sexy people like yourself." He responded sensually before leaning in and kissing Green again.
Green sighed happily and lay on Brock's chest, feeling completely exhausted. Her mind was spinning, the idea that she wasn't a virgin anymore just now sinking in. She felt an overwhelming feeling of euphoria but was so exhausted she couldn't act on it. As she felt Brock gently caressing her ass and stroking her hair, her mind began to slip and her eyes felt heavy. Before she knew it she had passed out on Brock's chest with a huge smile on her face. Brock lay back on the fold out bed, resting his head against the arm of the couch as he too started to nod off.