Cerulean River cut right through the heart of Cerulean, starting as a small stream at the peak of Mt Moon, twisting and turning through the vast hills of the Cerulean countryside. As it widened, it straightened and as it straightened it passed right by the edge of Cerulean City. From any window facing north in Cerulean you could glimpse it's glistening blue water or white sandy shores. Green sat by it's rushing water, sitting on a medium sized boulder. The river was thinner and more twisty here, in the eastern countryside of Cerulean but still the water raged. The current was strong enough the sweep you off your feet and drag you across the rocks all the way to the East Kanto Sea. Green, after a nap and a bout of self pity had remembered the pokémon that roamed Pallet's fields. The pokémon Red had abandoned after his defeat by Lance, the dragon master of the Elite Four. Giving up on Machoke, in her eyes, would only prove him right. That some pokémon were not worth training and she refused to accept that. With a new found determination she poured over the pages of the book Nurse Joy had gave her, scarcely paying attention to the curious gazes travelers gave her as they passed by. Even the booming cries of a Fearow and Pidgeot in battle did little to distract her. She was accustomed to the sounds, the woods that surrounded Pallet were home to many and they fought often. Natural rivals and bitter enemies by instinct. On her black belt in the silver holsters six pokéballs were clipped. Only two contained any, one for Machoke and a new one for Graveler who she had decided to let rest. The other four were empty, only there for the plan she had devised while studying the book.
"The most fundamental aspect of fighting type training is sparring. A good spar partner will allow the generally explosive personalities of fighting types to let off the vast swathes of excess energy they hold. As well as allowing them to hone their skills." The book had read at the very beginning and after a quick glance at a wild pokémon guide she had found just the partner for Machoke.
While the book had also told her it was most typical for fighting type trainers to spar with the pokémon themselves, it had also suggested using another pokémon as well. Seeing as Green doubted one of her punches would even register at all with Machoke, she opted for this strategy. She glanced up from her book over at the tall grass lining the woods that themselves lined the trail. According to the wild pokémon guide, Mankey, the pig monkey pokémon, often came here to play. As it was the only common fighting type pokémon in Kanto other than Machop, she figured it had to be the only suitable sparring partner for Machoke. Green had been waiting for what felt like hours now, keeping an eye out for rustling or the cries of pokémon but nothing but tranquil silence had filled the air. Now, the cries of the Fearow and Pidgeot in the distance made her doubt whether she could even hear a Mankey if it did appear. She decided to trust her eyes and watched, shuffling on the rock as it had began to dig into her thighs now after all the time sitting. Snapping the book shut, she turned towards the forest across the path and scanned the tree line. Watching for the white fur or red tips of Mankey's tail and limbs. As she stared into the forest she felt as if something was staring back, although she saw nothing but Caterpie lazily chewing on leaves. Still, none of them were staring at her. Green got up, placing her book down on the ground beside the boulder. Carefully, with a hand on Graveler's pokéball, she crept towards the edge of the forest. Closer now, a faint red gleam caught her eye and Green began to make out a pair of staring red eyes. A grin crossed her face and she switched her hand from Graveler's ball to Machoke's.
"Hello Mankey," she whispered, un-clipping the ball, "would you like to fight?" She asked holding Machoke's ball out in front of her now.
Getting no response but the firm, unblinking stare of the eyes, she released Machoke. The flash of his pokéball opening illuminated the forest, revealing the tight threaded branches of the closely packed trees. Perched on them a Mankey stood, it's long thin arms and legs clutching branches. It cried out furiously as it was revealed by the light, the shaggy white fur that clumped around it's round body shaking as it's cries shook it's small body. Before Machoke had even properly taken in the scene around him, Mankey was on him. Quick as a dart, he had leapt from the trees and onto Machoke's face. His hands and feet clutched Machoke's ears and shoulder as he slammed his fist savagely into Machoke. Machoke cried out, a deep but startled yell. He stumbled back, swatting at the Mankey with his giant hands but the Mankey nimbly scurried about his head. Mankey dodged, making Machoke hit himself in the face, positioning himself elsewhere around Machoke's head. In his blind panic Machoke did not stop, hitting himself over and over again until he tripped over a small boulder. He slammed down into the sand of Cerulean river's shores, sending Mankey skidding across the sand. Mankey got up and shook his small body, shaking the sand from his fur before scampering back towards Machoke with a gleeful, wild smirk. Machoke's eyes were wide and full of anger, he shot up to his feet and whirled around as Mankey leapt at him again. He caught Mankey with one hand, his palm covering Mankey's whole face and his thick fingers easily curling around him. Mankey squirmed and writhed but could do nothing to escape. Machoke reared back his arm, spun back around and piffed Mankey like a baseball into a tree. Mankey cried a furious cry as he slammed into the tree, a small crack appearing in the wood where his head had impacted. Machoke smirked smugly and was about to turn away when Mankey's cry erupted from the grass again.
"MAAAAANKEEEEY!" He screeched, darting out from the grass and speeding across the dirt path towards Machoke.
His eyes blazed a furious orange inferno as he once again leapt at Machoke. Machoke sighed and went to grab Mankey again but this time, Mankey grabbed his hand first. Like he was swinging off a branch, Mankey swung around Machoke's hand in a spiral towards him. As he released his grip from Machoke's thumb, in one fluid motion he extended his leg and struck Machoke in the chin. Machoke's stiff extended hand loosened as he recoiled from the powerful hit. As Mankey flew past Machoke's head, he grasped Machoke's head again and redirected himself downwards. With a thud he landed behind Machoke, swept his leg around with a spin and kicked Machoke's legs out from under him. Again, Machoke was on his back now with a confused look as Mankey hopped over him, somersaulted and slammed his thin leg down on to Machoke's face again. His heel, smashing Machoke's nose and making it gush with blood. Machoke watched in a stunned disbelief as Mankey scurried back to a nearby tree and climbed to it's highest branches. He leered at Machoke, poking his tongue and blowing a raspberry. With an annoyed huff, Machoke rose to his feet and turned away. He stomped over to the river and began washing the blood from his face, gritting his teeth as he ignored Mankey's jeers. Satisfied, Mankey proudly turned too and leapt from his tree back into the forest. Carefully, Green approached Machoke and sat next to him by the river. She placed her hand on his forearm and smiled at him warmly.
"Would you like me to show you how to beat him?" She asked, Machoke's loss not seeming to bother or surprise her.
Machoke grunted dismissively and shook her off, shuffling away from her. Green shrugged, expecting that answer and stood up. Even as he sat, Machoke was barely shorter than her.
"Fine but you'll watch anyway." She said sternly with a confident smile.
As she walked away, Machoke rolled his eyes and prodded at the sand with his finger. The sting of defeat jabbing at his ego. Green grabbed for Graveler's ball and approached the forest again.
"Mankey! I have another pokémon who would like to fight you!" She called out, craning her neck to try and see him through the darkness.
Mankey's eyes returned and even though Green could not see his face, she knew he was excited. Green released Graveler, standing further back than she had with Machoke. Graveler seemed ready to go, as if he had been expecting to be released here. He did not flinch as Mankey cried out again, branches snapping as he charged back towards them. Green knelt down beside Graveler, watching the treeline closely.
"Remember, grab and pin." She whispered, Graveler nodded and opened his four arms wide.
Green stepped back from him as Mankey shot from the brush, his face excited and wild. He leapt at Graveler much the same way he had leapt at Machoke, his arms out stretched as he prepared to grasp Graveler. Graveler raised his upper arms and grabbed for Mankey too. Mankey tried to swing around his grasp but Graveler's other hand caught him mid swing and allowed for both hands to slam Mankey against the dirt. As Graveler had him pinned, Mankey squirmed and thrashed against Graveler's arms. Although small pebbles did fall from his hands, Graveler's strength was far more than Mankey could overcome. As Mankey's desperate cries filled the air, Machoke couldn't help but turn curiously to see what was going on. His eyes widened with disbelief as he saw Graveler holding the pokémon down, he rose to his feet and clenched his fists as again he felt the sting against his ego.
"Pummel him." Green instructed calmly, a calculating smile on her face.
Graveler grinned at the Mankey and began wailing on him with his lower arms. Shards of rock flew as Graveler's rock hard fists flurried against Mankey's small body. Mankey cried and thrashed harder and harder but it was no use. Eventually he stiffened, his cries stopped and he fell limp. Cautiously, Graveler released him keeping a close eye on him to ensure it wasn't a fake out. As Machoke saw Mankey unconscious he let out a frustrated roar that made Graveler jump with a momentary glance of fright. Only once he looked up at Green and saw her calm smile did he relax, still shaking slightly as he watched Mankey. Green turned from Machoke as he had his temper tantrum, slamming his fists against a boulder and cracking it in two before turning to find another. As he rampaged behind her, Green crouched and opened her medicine pouch on her belt. She pulled a small green pellet and pushed it into Mankey's open mouth. She moved his jaw with her hands, forcing him to chew before he reflexively swallowed. After a small pause, Mankey's eyes shot open and he sat up with a gasp. Only to fall back down, weak and limp but awake. Green pulled a small purple spray bottle and sprayed it on him. Mankey closed his eyes and squirmed unhappily, spluttering as the liquid covered him. However, the bruises and cuts on his body began to heal and Mankey felt his energy return. Once he was done fussing, he stood up and considered Green as she smiled warmly down at him. He glanced at Graveler who stood by her side and relented an approving grin. Mankey leapt onto her shoulder and gazed at Green's face curiously, making Green giggle with delight. Her giggle caught Machoke's attention as he went to smash yet another boulder. His face dropping and a pained look crossing his face as he watched her laugh and play with both Mankey and Graveler. Machoke lowered his fists and turned away, sitting back down next to the river and sulking. Green's eyes immediately flicked over to him as he did. She placed Mankey back down with Graveler and smiled apologetically at them.
"Sorry be right back boys." She promised before turning and taking her time to approach Machoke.
As she sat down next to him again, she said nothing and simply stared out ahead with him. Relenting, Machoke looked over first and Green turned to match his gaze.
"I'm going to show you how to beat him." She stated firmly, not breaking her eye contact with Machoke.
Machoke's face stiffened and he grimaced but still he stood up, waiting for Green with an expecting look. Green again took her time getting up before facing Machoke, placing her hands on her hips and scowling at him sternly.
"Now, listen." She told him starkly, "You're strong but you're stupid." She spoke like a mother would to a misbehaving child.
Only this child was twice her size, his large pecs hanging above her head. Machoke was taken a back by her tone and although he gritted his teeth he did not turn away.
"Mankey is fast and while a little smarter is still stupid. He believes, he can honestly beat you in a fight and you're only deluding him more. Mankey relies on his speed, he wants to keep a distance from you to strike precisely and swiftly. When you throw him away or hit him away, you're only giving him the advantage. Keep him close, pin him down and hit him until you win." Green explained bluntly, it took a lot for her to appear stern like this.
Desperately she wanted to hug Machoke and tell him he wasn't stupid and that he was brilliant and amazing but she resisted. Her plan depended on it. Machoke, rather than turning away in an anger, reluctantly considered her words and glanced over at Mankey. He sighed, turned to face Mankey and nodded at Green. Green fought back a wild smile as Machoke finally listened to her. She bit the inside of her mouth and stiffly walked over to Mankey. She unclipped an empty pokéball and tossed it to him. Mankey, who had been taking great joy in hopping around Graveler's head as he tried to grasp him noticed the ball and caught it with both hands. He stopped playing and considered the ball, holding it up and inspecting it. With a furrow of his brow he brought it up to his pig-like snout and sniffed it. He smiled, turned to Green and nodded excitedly. Green smiled back, took the ball from him and pointed it at him. The beam hit Mankey and turned him into a flash of red energy before closing. The ball shot from Green's hand onto the ground, rocking back and forth. After three rocks, it clicked and the button on the front glowed red. Mankey had accepted the ball.
"You ready?" She asked Machoke, picking up the ball and facing him.
Machoke simply nodded, staring at the ball intently and raising his fists. Green threw the ball up over her head, it opened and shot a beam in between her and Machoke. Mankey appeared before them as Green caught the falling ball. He smirked daringly at Machoke with a cocky confidence that made Machoke's blood boil.
"Get him Mankey." Green instructed with a smile.
Before she had even finished speaking Mankey was off like a bullet through the air. Machoke reached for him again but like before Mankey dodged his hand. Quickly, Machoke brought both hands over his head and as Mankey struck his face he caught him. Both hands firmly grasping the flailing pokémon. Mankey bit and scratched at Machoke, making him wince but Machoke did not falter. Following Green's advice, he slammed Mankey down against the ground knocking the wind from him. As Mankey writhed, struggling to stand Machoke raised his foot and stomped on Mankey. Mankey cried out, struggling to raise again but again Machoke stomped on him. Over and over and Machoke brought his foot down, shooting dirt and dust into the air around them. Eventually, Mankey fell again and Machoke grinned widely. He stomped Mankey one more time for good measure before proudly roaring, throwing back his head and lifting his arm victorious. As Green returned Mankey she beamed excitedly and rushed over to him, she hugged Machoke around his chest and pressed her cheek against him.
"See! See! We're a team buddy!" She cried out, the raw happiness to see what looked like the old Machop in Machoke.
However, this was soon dashed from her as Machoke pulled away. A coldness on his face or was it reluctance? Green couldn't tell. She watched him, not with a look of despair but something more akin to puzzlement. The issue between then had become more of a puzzle to Green than some personal grievance. She could tell Machoke recognised her as a trainer, that much was clear but something still separated them. A barrier between them truly connecting again, whether it was coming from her or him she couldn't figure out as she was interrupted by a cheer.
"Great work trainer!" An energetic, bouncing voice called out.
Green looked over on the other side of the river where Misty sat on the top of a hill, waving to her with a beaming smile. For whatever reason, Green blushed with embarrassment and quickly returned Machoke to his pokéball. The same shame she had felt back at the gym, seeping back even though she was receiving praise not scorn. Green's stomach dropped and heart raced as Misty hopped to her feet before making her way down the hill towards her. Her pace was quick, bordering on a run. Green turned with a hot face and returned Graveler too. She was considering making a break for it when she heard the sound a pokéball opening. She turned and watched as Misty sat on the shoulders of a Poliwrath, as it carried her through the strong current of the river to the other side. Poliwrath, the final evolution of the tadpole pokémon line was anything but a tadpole. He was large, stood on two feet and had huge powerful arms with three enormous fingers curled into huge fists. He stood as tall as Machoke and was built just as powerfully. His body was one big round torso with no head or neck. Instead, the eyes were fixed into the top of the front of his circular body. A huge, hypnotic spiral underneath where a mouth should have been, on a white background. His skin was smooth and leathery, glistening as it was sprayed with the rapid water of the river. Misty hopped from him, landing on the sandy shore.
"I'm glad you kept at it Green!" Misty exclaimed, not faltering with her name in the slightest, "lesser trainers would have given up, said Machoke was too difficult and moved on to an easier pokémon." Misty said with a hint of pride that confused Green.
Awkwardly, Green rose her eyes to meet her gaze. Her excited smile and equally energised blue eyes made Green's chest tighten. Green couldn't help but indulge in her beauty as Misty strolled across the shores and dirt path to her. She was wearing the same suspender shorts and yellow crop top as before. Her toned, petite body made Green fight her eyes to not stare at her exposed stomach or legs. She fought herself to speak, trying to heed Brock's advice about getting past her fear.
"I um, thank you." She responded, jumbling her words.
Misty giggled and smirked at her with a raised eye brow and a look that flicked down then back up. Making Green stiffen and feel very aware of her own exposed stomach as well as the way her nipples slightly poked through the black fabric of her shirt. Her large breasts pressing against the shirt tightly.
"At first I was a bit disappointed when you arrived. I saw your battle with Brock as it was streaming and expected that same energy!" Misty exclaimed, getting close to Green and pushing within her personal space with a wild grin, "but now I see you do have the potential I thought you had." Misty noted, looking Green up and down again.
This time not in a lustful way but with innocent admiration. Green couldn't help but smile hearing that from a gym leader. She allowed herself a soft a giggle as she made herself calm down. The words of advice Brock had given her, sinking in more as she did.
"That look is good, I shouldn't fear it." She thought to herself before taking a deep breath.
She stood a little taller and beamed back at Misty, letting the words she wanted to say come out.
"I'm glad you think so!" She exclaimed, a little louder than intended.
Misty laughed but in a playful way that only made Green relax even more. As she readied to speak again, Misty's vibrant personality expertly outmanoeuvred her.
"Great! I was on my way to my cottage up there," she pointed to a house on top of the hill she had been sitting on, "care to join me? There's something I'd like to discuss with you!" She asked, her words bouncing with glee.
Green felt herself nod before she had even registered the question properly. Her chest tightening not sure if that was the only intention Misty had with her invite. However as the scenario of that possibility ran through her mind, Green saw no downside and happily joined Misty as they walked towards the river.
"Poliwrath, care to carry us both over?" Misty asked as they approached him, placing a hand on Green's shoulder which filled Green with an elated rush.
Poliwrath shrugged, considered Green and then reached out. He grabbed them around the waist with each hand, his fingers coiling all the way around. Effortlessly, he lifted them and placed both girls on either shoulder. By the time Green reached his shoulder, she was an absolute mess of adrenaline and lust. The feeling of such a powerful pokémon grasping her bare waist like that, made her melt on the inside. Misty watched her with an amused smirk and giggled softly to herself. Poliwrath carried them both not only across the river but also up the hill and up the stairs of the small wooden porch out front. He placed them down gently before wandering off. Scattered around the land in front of the house was all kinds of all, rusted and broken equipment. Machines that green had never seen before and hadn't the faintest idea what they did. Poliwrath picked one up and heaved it with a grunt up to his chest. He began using the enormous machine, the size of a small truck like it was weight lifting equipment. As Green stared in awe, Misty tugged on her arm and pulled her inside the small cottage.
"Welcome to my getaway house Green, I use it to escape from all the noise and stress of being a gym leader." Misty explained, slumping down on a light blue couch with an exhausted sigh.
Green looked around in surprise, the outside of the cottage had been so plain and ordinary. With it's typical log walls and peaked roof with small framed windows. That she hadn't expected the inside to be so vibrant. The walls had been painted a light blue, with dashes of white resembling the whites of waves and rapids. The carpet was a light beige like sand and the furniture was either the same light blue of a regular brown but with water type pokémon carved somewhere into it. Her awe was once again interrupted by Misty as she grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the couch, making Green gasp without meaning to. Misty, grasped both of Green's hands and leaned forwards with an intense stare.
"Okay, to be honest now while I do admire your training. That's not what I wanted to to discuss." She admitted, a serious tone now.
Misty exhaled sharply, huffing and gazing a Green with a troubled look.
"Let's talk about what happened in Mt Moon." She said softly, the words shocking Green and freezing her with terror.
"H-How do you know about that?" Green asked shakily, her eyes wide with fear.
Misty smirked and sat up tall, bringing her fist up over her heart.
"It's my job to take care of every citizen in Cerulean and manage any issues that arise as gym leader!" She proclaimed in an over the top official sounding tone, "plus Nurse Joy and I are close friends." She added quickly before flopping back with a smirk.
Green sat stiff and bewildered, not sure if to be scared or confused.
"I'm just making sure what Nurse Joy told you got through your head." She pointed at Green, prodding her chest, "The pokémon you have are pokémon that can be quite sexually aggressive when they really get into it. You know not to just fuck them whenever right?" Misty raised an eyebrow, gauging her reaction.
Green blinked with a stunned shock for a moment before nodding, awkwardly sitting back against the couch.
"Uh yeah, I know that." She said unsure.
Misty's eyebrow raised further and she leaned forward again.
"Why?" She asked inquisitively.
Green couldn't think of the answer in her panic and stayed quiet.
"Because," Misty answered her own question, "you'll end up like you did last time, a complete mess. Hell, Machoke could probably kill you by accident if you tried to just suddenly fuck him." Her tone was low and serious, her eyes staring deep into Green's.
While Green had thought about sex with Machoke, she hadn't thought about it long enough for that to become apparent but it seemed obvious now. She nodded in agreement, letting the panic subside slightly.
"Yeah that makes sense, he can crack boulders when he's angry who knows what he can do when he's horny." She began intending to say more.
Misty opened her mouth to take control of the conversation again and Green was forced to blurt out her follow up to stop it.
"Well it doesn't matter anyway, Machoke won't hug me no less fuck me." Green blurted out, feeling embarrassed for admitting that.
Misty's face softened and she scooted forward, placing her hands on Green's with a sympathetic smile.
"You're not very experienced with sex are you?" She asked gently, running her thumb over the back of her hand.
Green shook her head, looking up at Misty and feeling a warm sense of safety as she gazed at Green warmly. Misty moved a little closer, grasping Green's hands softly.
"Well apart from those Gravelers what experiences do you have?" Misty asked softly, with a curiosity in her voice that was friendly and inviting.
Green smiled shyly at her and blushed a little.
"Well, only one." She admitted quietly, "with Pewter's gym leader." Misty's face lit up with a shocked smirk.
She laughed, sitting back with elated glee.
"Of course he did! That bastard, can't keep his dick dry I swear!" She exclaimed, laughing happily.
Green couldn't help but laugh too as she didn't doubt it after her time with Brock. Her body loosened and she sat forward with an intrigued grin.
"How about you? What have you done?" She asked excitedly, her face glowing with curiosity.
Misty laughed harder and smirked slyly.
"I've lost count at this point." She admitted with a proud look, "What can I say? I just fucking love sex!" She exclaimed, hopping up onto her knees.
Green did the same and they clutched hands as they giggled together.
"So just guys or?" Green asked with a giggle.
Misty again slyly smirked and shook her head.
"Nah, I'd hate it if I was straight. So boring! Imagine only wanting one gender! Not me, I like guys, girls and enbies too." She paused, considering her next words with a smirk, "pokémon too..." She added softly, her voice dropping deeper.
Green's eyes sparkled with joy and she bounced happily on the couch cushions.
"Me too!" She exclaimed, delighted to meet yet another queer person.
Misty laughed and shook her head.
"Yeah I can tell." she said quickly, "so you've never been with anyone but men?" She asked, not letting Green properly process what she had said before.
Green nodded her head with a slightly embarrassed smile.
"Yeah, just cocks so far." She said quietly with a sheepish smile.
Misty pepped up and smiled sweetly at her.
"Would you like to?" She asked, the casual way she did completely blindsiding Green.
It was like she had just asked her if she'd like to hang out or if she'd like some of her food. Green didn't know how to respond in the moment but even still she found herself saying the words.
"Yeah I do." She heard herself say.
Misty beamed happily before gently pushing her down onto the couch and crawling over her, laying on her stomach. She placed her hand on her Green's cheek, and leaned on the other pressing it down against the couch next to her head.
"Relax, there's no pressure here okay? You tell me, if you want me to stop." Misty explained softly, caressing Green's cheek with her thumb.
Green nodded, pressing her lips together tightly as she felt her heart fluttering in her chest. Misty leaned forward, stopping inches from her face.
"Let's start with something simple okay?" Misty whispered.
Green could smell her sweet breath brush against her as she spoke. Gently, Misty kissed her. Her lips pressing against hers firmly. They were soft, her face too. It was nothing like kissing Brock, his lips had been rough and his was face prickly with stubble. Green closed her eyes and kissed Misty back, nervously bringing up her hand and placing it on Misty's head. She held her short, ginger hair between her fingers. It was soft and light, feeling silky to the touch. Misty leaned in harder now, not breaking the kiss. Green's heart raced as they began to make out and their chests pressed against one another. Against her nipples she felt Misty's small breasts, they were soft and squishy. They made Green shudder with excitement, desperately she wanted to reach for them but the excitement of it all froze her. Instead, Misty moved her hands. Lifting the arm she was resting on and pressing her body fully against Green's. Her hands glided down Green's sides slowly, pressing against the sides of her breasts through her shirt before touching the exposed skin of her waist. They moved to the side, pressing down against Green's stomach, feeling her toned muscles. Green felt a small moan escape her lips, more a short grunt but still it made Misty smirk against her lips and kiss her harder. Their kisses were slowly becoming more and more wild, Green finding herself matching Misty's pace reflexively. Misty's hands slid up, grasping Green's body. Her thumbs ran up the front of Green's chest and her fingers along the side. Slowly they slid under her shirt, and grasped her breasts through her chest wrapping. This time, Green knew it was a moan and it was her turn to smirk. Bravely, she moved her hands down onto Misty's lower back, sliding her hands up and down the exposed skin.
"God, your tits are huge." Misty whispered lustfully as she pulled at the chest wrapping, sliding it down off of Green's tits, the back knot still tied.
Green gasped and squeezed Misty's waist as Misty's hands pressed against her nipples. Her hands were small and delicate, nothing like the powerful grasp Brock had.
Her hands lightly pressed against Green's erect nipples. Misty's hands too small to fully grasp her breasts, instead her palms pressed against her nipples and her fingers gripped at the flesh surrounding them. The tips of her fingers spread out wide but still they couldn't curl around the curves. Misty shuddered lustfully and aggressively squeezed what she could grab. She tugged and pushed them but not hard enough to hurt, just rough enough to make Green squirm and moan with delight. At the same time both they're eyes opened, droopy and lustful as they hungrily gazed at each other. Misty broke their kiss and swung her leg over Green's stomach, sitting on her. She flung the suspender straps from her shoulders, letting them lay beside her in loops. She grasped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Green watched in wonder as she wasn't met with a bra but Misty's small, perky breasts.
"Wanna touch them?" She asked, leaning forward and grasping Green's breasts again under her shirt.
Green nodded excitedly and sat up, leaning back against the arm of the couch as she cupped both hands around Misty's breasts. It's not like she hadn't touched boobs before, she'd played with her own plenty of times. But something about feeling someone-else's was absolutely magical, fascinated Green squeezed them and pressed them together. Misty laughed happily and watched Green with an amused smile. Gently, she placed a hand on the back of Green's head and slowly pushed her face towards them. Green got the hint and leaned forward, locking her lips around Misty's breast and sucking on it sloppily, her tongue gliding around the nipple. It tasted salty the way skin does but still different in a way Green couldn't describe. Green wrapped her arms around Misty's chest and clung to her as she sucked on her tits, hungrily getting more of it into her mouth. Misty bit her lip and let out a soft moan, watching Green with a longing gaze. She grasped Green's cheeks with both hands, pulled her up and kissed her deeply. Then, moving her hands down and pulling Green's shirt over her head. Green lifted her arms and as soon as the shirt was flung away she hungrily lurched forward and continued making out with Misty. Misty felt for the knot behind Green's back and untied it, letting the chest wrap fall away completely. Their bare breasts pressed against each other as they roughly pressed together, hands flying wildly up and down each other's bodies. Their breath's sharp and short as their lips sloppily sucked at each other.
Green felt like she was moving in a way that felt so natural it almost felt automatic. She didn't have to think about what action to do next, it seemed to come naturally now that she allowed her body to listen to her mind. Misty gently leaned Green back down onto her back, her hand sliding quickly under Green's shorts and before her back had even touch the couch Misty's hand had grasped her pussy. Green breathed heavily with excitement as Misty began playing with her clit, expertly finding it straight away. Her heart was racing so hard that her chest felt like it was on fire, her back arched as her chest felt heavy like a great weight was on it. Her legs locked with Misty's as they squirmed with the pleasure, the soft fabric of her thigh high socks rubbing against the smooth skin of Misty's legs. Green moaned and laughed happily in between their rough kisses, making Misty smile as she made out with her. They struggled to lock their lips as they were tight with smiles. Misty pressed her forehead against Green's and laughed, the intense tension breaking and being replaced with a soothing calm.
"Enjoying yourself?" Misty asked slyly as she slowly moved Green's clit in circles with her fingers.
Green let out an exacerbated moan and nodded with a smile, laying her head back against the arm rest and closing her eyes. Misty smiled warmly and enjoyed watching Green moan and squirm with each little movement. Slowly, Misty scooted backwards. She slipped her hand from Green's shorts, slick and wet. With a gentle touch, she moved Green's leg up, bending it. She scooted around it and knelt between them. With a soft thud, she fell forward onto her stomach and grasped the waist band of Green's black denim shorts. She swiftly pushed the single silver button through it's hole and unzipped the short zipper on the front. Green with a submissive look lifted her hips and Misty peeled the short off, pushing on the bottom of Green's thigh to lift up her leg so she could slide it down her large thighs. The denim grabbed and resisted, Green's thighs making the journey tight but as they reached the knees, their grip loosened and Misty flung them off. Misty looked down at Green's panties, striped blue and white with an amused smile. They came off much easier, in one swift motion. Green lowered her legs, placing the soles of her feet still covered by her thigh high socks against the couch either side of Misty, knees bent. Misty placed her hands on the inside of Green's thighs where the thigh highs didn't reach and opened her legs wider. Green felt a wonderful, exposed feeling now that she was completely naked apart from her thigh socks. She smiled shyly at Misty and pursed her lips excitedly. The thought of how Brock had eaten her out returned and a surge of excitement flooded her as she remembered the pleasure. Misty gently pressed her mouth against Green's pussy, opening her jaw so that each lip pressed against the top and bottom of it. Her tongue pressed against the rest, with little effort she flexed it and parted the lips of Green's pussy. Gently, she slid her tongue inside and began sucking too. Her lips pleasuring Green's clit.
"Ah! That's good!" She exclaimed, sharply as she gasped and let out a gentle moan.
The way Misty ate her out was slow and purposeful. While Brock had been aggressive, causing huge waves of pleasure to overcome her. Misty instead created a constant droning flood of gentle pleasure to fill her. It was calming, her racing heart quieted and Green felt her face droop as her mouth hung open, a moan stuck in her throat. She grabbed her breasts and pressed them together, arcing her back as she pressed tighter and tighter. Through quivering eyes, she watched Misty's orange hair bob up and down slowly. The short, side ponytail bouncing as she did. Misty's hands ran up from Green's ass and along the back of the thighs, touching the ends of her thigh socks before gliding back down. Her thighs were up, pointing towards the ceiling, her knees bent and her feet dangling either side of Misty's head. Misty never increased her pace but the pleasure was steadily growing at a crawl. At last, the moan caught in Green's throat escaped and she cried out lovingly. Her moan rising and shuddering as it faded. Green felt a smile against her pussy and Misty squeezed her thighs gently, her hands again too small to grasp them properly. Green turned her head to the side as she moaned again and again, her hands shook as they squeezed and pressed her breasts together. Her eyes shutting tight as the pleasure grew and grew. Green's feet kicked stiffly and she let out sharp gasps, choking on her own moans.
"Fuck!" She choked out, moaning loudly.
She cried out, letting out a long loud moan and furrowed her brow. Green came and to Misty's pleasant shock, she squirted. Pussy juice erupted all over Misty's face and into her mouth, making her exclaim with delight. Green cried out again and again as each intense pulse of her orgasm shot through her. Each pulse followed by a squirt. Her orgasm lasted longer than she had ever had. The most she had ever gotten on her own lasting no more than a few seconds and the one with Brock only went for about 10. This one however went on and on, feeling like an eternity of pleasure. In reality it lasted 30 seconds. During this time, Misty watched her with a satisfied smirk on her knees, letting Green squirt all over her chest and stomach. Finally, after a final small dribble from Green's pussy she gasped and her body's contractions stopped. She lay on her back, legs spread wide with a huge dumb grin. Weakly, she sat up and saw Misty dripping wet and staring at her with an impressed gawk.
"Damn..." Misty whispered, stunned.
Green smirked weakly and giggled.
"Damn," she repeated and they both laughed, embracing each other and kissing lightly.
They stayed like that for a while, getting lost in each other's kisses while their bodies rubbed against each other. The couch was completely soaked, a huge dark wet mark in the middle of the couch.
"You owe me a couch," Misty whispered playfully and Green blushed sheepishly, making them collapse into tired laughter again.
As Misty lay on Green's chest, her breasts sitting just above Green's, her expression softened and she kissed Green's collar bone.
"Would you like to try?" She asked as her lips left Green's skin.
Green bit her lip nervously and nodded. Misty brushed her cheek before swinging her other leg over her and standing up. The loops of her suspenders, hung brushing the ground. She undid the bronze button of her light blue jean shorts and slipped them off, kicking them away into the corner of the room. Underneath her panties were a simple black, she turned and smirked as she showed Green her g-string. Green giggled excitedly, gazing as Misty's ass. Despite her petite figure, Misty's ass cheeks were round and toned. She slipped the g-string off, slick from her own pussy. Gently, after turning back towards her, Misty grabbed Green's legs and pulled her down the couch. Her head bounced as it fell from the arm rest and flat with the rest of her body against the couch. Green watched her with fascination, letting her move her however she wanted. Misty's body, still wet all over was glimmering as the sun shone through an open window on her. Her toned, swimmer's body made Green stare with a lustful hunger. She had never seen another girl naked until now and it was a whole different experience to seeing herself naked. Every inch of Misty's body made Green tremble with excitement. Misty bent over, kissed Green again before throwing her leg over Green's head and placing her knee next to her head. Green's eyes widened as Misty's pussy hung above her. Reflexively, Green brought up her hands and grasped Misty's ass. A touch rougher than she meant to, making a soft slapping sound. Green blushed and Misty laughed before bending her knees, leaning forward against the arm of the couch and pressing her pussy down onto Green's mouth.
"Open it wide and press your tongue against the top of it, don't worry about penetrating right now." Misty instructed, closing her eyes as she felt Green's mouth open around her pussy.
As Green did what Misty told her, she tasted pussy for the first time. It was oddly salty with taste she could only describe as umami, the meaty taste. Completely different from the taste of Misty's tits. She found herself smiling as she heard Misty gasp happily and felt her rub her pussy back and forth as she squirmed. With a firm grasp on her ass Green began what felt like making out with Misty's pussy, sucking on it and feeling as her tongue flicked her clit. Misty moaned low, with a huge smirk. She pressed herself down hard against Green's mouth, rubbing back and forth against her tongue. Misty bit her lip tightly and her eyes looked up as pleasure pulsed through her, her side ponytail bouncing harder now that it had before. Shocked gasps escaped her lips as she felt Green hit just the right spots to make, bursts of intense pleasure shoot through her. As her hips began to move on their own now and her face drooped, Misty cried out.
"Oh fuck! Put your finger in my ass!" She moaned, her thighs gripping Green's head.
A bit confused a first Green hesitated before nervously putting her index finger inside Misty's pussy, pulling out slick before sliding up to her tight puckered asshole and pushing it inside her. Misty exclaimed with delight and began moaning loudly, cursing aggressively as she trembled with pleasure. A huge, wild smirk on her face. She began bouncing gently with Green's finger, making it slide in knuckle deep before sliding out right to the tip. Green felt Misty's ass open, gaping around her fingers. Two, three, four fingers Green slipped in one by one, Misty's ass slick and wet.
"Fuck you're hands are so small! Your whole hand might fit!" She exclaimed, a mixture of excitement and fear present in her tone.
Green considered it as she sloppily sucked on Misty's clit, her finger slid easily back and forth. Her thumb, pressing flat against her ass cheek as her kuckles slid in and quickly out. As Misty's ass lifted from her fingers again, Green made the decision and tucked in her thumb. Misty's ass slowly came back down and engulfed her thumb, stretching wider and for the first time Green felt Misty's ass tighten around her as it reached the knuckle of her thumb. Green gave a light push and in a quick movement Misty's ass closed around her wrist.
"Oh my god!" Misty cried out with delight as Green's wrist slid into her ass too, her nails dug into the arm of the couch and her back curved.
Green, now out of a fascinated curiosity kept pushing, wanting to see how deep she could go. She felt her hand bury deep and deeper until she felt resistance and Misty let out a pained cry. Still now, Green's forearm was halfway inside Misty. Green felt Misty trembling above her, choking on her moans and her thighs squeezing Green's head as tight as she could. With realisation, Green moved her free hand onto Misty's stomach as she came. Her ass squeezed Green's arm and her pussy contracted against her tongue. Misty stiffened before falling limp, crying with pleasure as she came, her ass muscles pulsing around Green's arm. Green caught her as she fell forward and slid between her and the couch. In a smooth, careful motion she sat up and rolled Misty backwards onto her back. Now Green knelt, leaning over Misty with her arm deep in her ass. Green tried to slide out but her forearm was being gripped too tightly. Misty squirmed and moan as pleasure erupted through her, a permanent smile plastered on her face. Green relaxed and watched her cum, patiently waiting for her ass to loosen. Eventually Misty sighed, her body relaxing and her ass let go of Green's arm. Slowly, she slid it out giggling as Misty squirmed and moaned. Her arm came free, slick with the natural lube the ass produced. Exhausted, she lay next to Misty. Her head pressed against her chest and her breasts engulfing Misty's arm.
"That was fun!" Green exclaimed sounding surprised.
Weakly, Misty grinned at her and nodded.
"Yeah… it was," she huffed out, throwing back her head and grinning. "We HAVE to do this again!" She exclaimed, seeming more energetic, "you're a natural!" She added.
Green laughed and rested her head on Misty's chest, above her tits.
"Maybe you can show me the proper way to fuck pokémon." She suggested nervously, her voice small and timid.
Misty sat up and bit her lip, thoughtfully considering something.
"Tonight, me, Nurse Joy and some others are meeting up at the pokémon centre at night. It's something we do every Saturday, a safe place where we can make love to our pokémon in peace." She told Green, stroking her hair, "how about you come along? Joy and I can show you the basics." She asked gently.
Green smiled and nodded excitedly.
"Yeah Joy told me about that, that sounds like a great idea!" She exclaimed, sitting up on her elbows.
Misty eyed Green's hips and her eyes went wide, instantly she ran a hand over them in awe.
"Fuck, I hadn't noticed how thicc you are! Stand up I wanna see that ass!" She exclaimed, her jaw hanging open.
Green giggled and climbed over her, standing up beside the couch and turning around. She gasped and laughed happily as Misty slapped her ass with a whistle. Misty got up behind Green and squeezed her hips and ass.
"Holy shit, that's all muscle?" She asked astonished.
Humbly, Green pursed her lips and smiled.
"Yeah, I had big hips to begin with but in Pallet I spent a lot of time outside running, climbing plus working out too." She explained, proudly touching her thighs.
Misty spun around Green and gawked at her with a shocked look.
"Pallet? Don't tell me your his sister?" Misty asked with a look of disbelief.
Uncomfortably, Green shifted and nodded. Too shocked to see that Misty began babbling excitedly.
"Woah, I guess the name does give it away. Red and Green. You know I battled your brother during my first year of gym leader waaaay back in the day. I was only like 14 and he came through, didn't say a word during the whole fight and completely swept me!" She exclaimed giddy with nostalgia.
Green fidgeted with her hands and looked down.
"Yeah, he's mute. He trains his pokémon in his own way so they can battle without commands." She mumbled and caught Misty's attention.
Misty realised her mistake and frowned.
"Sorry, I guess after everything he's a bit of a sore spot for you." She said quietly, a look of shame on her face.
Green saw that and smile gently, holding Misty's hand.
"Yeah," she admitted before kissing her, "but it's okay, let's just not talk about him okay?"
Misty nodded and kissed Green back. She beamed at her, grasped her other hand and held them up at chest level.
"Wanna watch a movie? I have a TV in my room." She asked softly.
Green nodded excitedly and they laughed happily as they ran off, still holding hands towards Misty's room.