It had been another few days since my last encounter with an Elite Four Member, but during that time I had won the Volcano Badge, and had made my way through the Victory Road, as tedious as that was. I was now in Saffron City restocking on a few things that the Poke-Mart counter in the Plateau League lobby didn't sell, not to mention that I was now free for some me time, and I sorta wanted to celebrate making it through Victory Road by pampering myself in the Silph Hotel. I made my way through the large luxurious doors and found myself in a somewhat spacious lobby with no-one in it apart from the receptionist, myself and someone else. Someone who was seemingly only wearing a black bath robe with deep red accents, and a yellow towel, which was holding up her somewhat damp light cyan hair. She seemed to be complaining to the receptionist about something, what it was exactly I couldn't tell, but I did catch a few of her steamy ranting words.
"It severely annoys me that you've neglected to inform me you didn't fulfil my request." She said.
"I apologise, but seeing as we were extremely busy earlier today, we couldn't get around to it." The lady behind the counter said.
"Well, I expect my tub to be filled with double cream and succulent fruit within twenty minutes." The Lady in the Bathrobe replied.
"I understand, and I'll get someone right on that." She said, quickly standing up and bowing to the blue haired lady, and rushing off somewhere.
The other lady then turned around and muttered, "Become an Elite Four Member, and this is how I get treated!?" Under her breath.
She then spotted me and I swore her emerald green eyes pierced through me as she starred at me and raised her eyebrows.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" She asked, trying to place my appearance.
I tried to answer her, but after thinking in silence she snapped her finger and practically yelled out.
"Hey, I know now, you're that homosexual harlot sleeping her way through the league."
"Uh… yes?" I said surprised and a little embarrassed.
"Twig, was it? I wondered when you'd come to me. AND, I'm surprised you knew I was the new Elite Four Member." She added. "Not that too many people know." She grumbled under her breath.
I was apart to correct her on my name when she suddenly grabbed me and yanked me away.
"Come Twig, I'll take you to my suite." She said, storming off towards the elevator and practically throwing me into the lift.
Along the way to the top floor, the blue haired lady introduced herself as Karen, the Dark Type Elite Four Member. I was a little surprised that the League was so quick in changing it's members around to suit a new type that had only been discovered around a year and a half ago. When the lift stopped, Karen walked off, and I hurried to follow suit. I was surprised to find out that the only two rooms up her were the Champion's special suite and the deluxe suite, which I'd learnt from Karen, had pretty much lived in it, since moving in from the neighbouring region, Johto. She burst the doors open and pulled me in, and I was delighted to find an extremely spacious room with a king sized bed, a large mirror that pretty much took up an entire wall and a huge black wooded desk, that was polished to the point it was shining. Everything was either a shade of deep purple or black, and littered around the room were dark blue roses, even the bed was covered in the same sort of rose petals.
"Pretty nice, eh?" Karen said, closing the door behind her.
"Yeah, no wonder it's the deluxe suite." I said, trailing off in awe of the room.
I noticed Karen walk over to the mirror and check herself out. She brushed her fringe away from her head, and without turning her attention away from the mirror said.
"Hey listen Twig, before we can start, I'm going to need to take another shower. I'll probably be like ten minutes, so feel free to grab a robe and get started or whatever."
Before moving towards the ensuite and dropping her robe as she entered it. Surprisingly she left the door wide open.
I took her advice and took one of the black bathrobes and stripped down to only my panties, as I had quickly noticed out of the corner of my eye, Karen was wearing a pair of dark grey panties with a lacy floral pattern on them. Once I was in my robe, I laid down on the bed, finally getting to relax for the first time in ages. As I waited, I turned my attention to the wide window beside me and starred out the amazing view the room gave. I lost track of how long I was waiting for, but soon enough Karen eventually waltzed out of the ensuite, in nothing but her panties, holding her yellow towel. She walked up to the mirror and began quickly drying of her wet hair. She then gestured for me to come up to her, and I did so, getting a good long look at her toned body and her curves. She didn't have the biggest boobs out there, but what she lacked in her chest's size, she made up in the size of her arse. Aroused, I went in to feel up her rear, but I was quickly stopped.
"If you're going to feel me up, start here." She said, not turning her attention away from her reflection.
I moved behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, before gently cupping her surprisingly firm breasts. I gave them a few squeezes, before I moved a finger to each of her nipples, and slowly started to moved them around. I then returned to groping her breast, as I dropped a hand and slowly traced my way down to her stomach, Karen shivering when I had reached her belly button. But before I could reach her crotch, she grabbed my hand and brought it back up to her breast. I released a soft sigh and returned to groping both of her breasts as she finished up drying off her long flowing hair. Once she was done, she flipped our positions, holding me by the shoulders as she slowly parted the top of my robe. I felt her hands move down to my breasts and quickly grab onto them, before almost perfectly copying my exact movements I used on her. She was about to circle my nipples when we were interrupted by the door being practically busted open. I noticed a staff member walk in and was a bit on edge about it, as I wasn't totally comfortable in being watched. Karen, however thought nothing of it.
"Oh good, you're here." She said, not even paying attention to the member of staff.
I noticed him walk into the ensuite as Karen continued fondling with me. For some reason, just having someone else in the room made my body more sensitive. Karen seemed to noticed and eased up a bit, but only until the guy left and slammed the door behind him. She then leaned in to my ear and whispered.
"I'm not surprised a harlot like yourself is aroused by being watched, Twig." seductively.
She then grew rougher with her actions and within moments I came. It felt weird coming with only my breasts being played with.
"Good to see I've still got it." She said, amused with herself.
She then let me go, and winked at me as my robe fell to the floor.
"Come, now let's have some real fun." She said, taking me into the ensuite.
Surprisingly almost everything in the bathroom was a pearly white, it was such a heavy contrast that I almost had to blink and rub my eyes. I was led towards the massive rectangular tub that could easily fit three people in it with room to spare. I was surprised to see that it was filled three quarters of the way up with whipped cream and various berries. Bottles of what I could only guess were champagne were placed around the tiled edges of the tub. Karen gestured for me to enter in first, and I did so, after attempting to remove my panties.
"Tsk tsk Twig, I'd be a much richer experience if you just left those on." She said, somewhat scolding me.
I followed the Elite Four member's instructions and slowly lowered myself into the cream filled tub. To say it was an unique experience was somewhat of an understatement, as the cream seemed to caress my skin, and every single tiny movement I made, felt strange to the touch of my skin. The oddest thing about the entire experience, was that I seemed to be enjoying it. As I sat down and relaxed a bit, the cream came up to my breasts, and I enjoyed the feel of the white stuff almost massaging my under boobs. Karen came in next and the level of the cream rose to around my bare nipples. She grabbed a bottle and opened it, sending the cork flying off elsewhere, before raising it above her mouth and letting it flow into it. She only stopped and swallowed when it began to overflow.
"Relaxing, isn't it?" She said, before almost going for another swig.
"Yeah, surprisingly so." I answered, gently moving my arms around under the surface. We stayed like this for a few moments, every once and a while Karen picking up a berry and either eating it herself or throwing it into my mouth while saying, "Here, catch." I didn't really pay attention to how much she was drinking, but after awhile, she placed an empty bottle on the floor and stopped a small burp. I looked again and noticed that she was now wearing a drunken flush. When she turned over and reached for a second bottle, I happened to notice something brush up against my inner thigh. I initially brushed it off, thinking it may have just been a berry being moved from Karen's actions, but when she sat down again and opened up the bottle in her hand, I felt it again, this time on my crotch. Karen also seemed to be starring at me more then she had before. She raised her eyebrow at me, and I felt the feeling again, this time it was directionally over my slit. When the feeling continued and began tracing the length of my slit as Karen smirked, I finally put to and to together, and realised that Karen was using her foot to brush against my crotch. I released a small moan, and found myself grabbing onto the edges, before she finally stopped. I wanted to return the favour, but I could just barely not reach her. She filled her mouth up again with champagne, and instead of swallowing it she held it in her mouth, before moving in closer to me, and engaging in a kiss. My mouth was instantly filled with the sweet taste of the drink, before it was quickly shoved down my throat. She broke the kiss, and the left over liquid flowed down our chins and into the cream. She then winked at me and gestured for me to push my breasts together. I did so, and shivered when the cold liquid quickly filled up the small make-shift cup that was my chest. Karen then leaned in and I squirmed around as she licked up as much of the champagne as she could. I released a heavier moan as she finished up, and before I could say anything, she pressed a finger up to my lips and said.
"Hold on, Imma go get somefing." In a somewhat drunken slur, before getting up out of the tub, covered almost entirely in the cream. She then walked off, without caring to clean herself. Thirty seconds passed, and she came back, now wearing a strap on dildo. As she hopped in, she gestured for me to get on all fours. I followed along, before feeling her hands on my waist. I then helped her out by lowering my panties to my knees as best as I could, before spreading my southern lips. I could then feel her blind pokes, as the dildo prodded my crotch, before eventually finding my snatch. Once she was in, she leaned over me and started thrusting at an incredible pace for someone as drunk as her. Overtime, she slid the entire length of the almost thirteen inch mass in, and quickly out again. Regardless to say, I quickly found my self holding onto the edge of the tub, barely holding my head mere centimetres from the white stuff. I could even see some of my fringe land on top of the cream as I was pounded. Soon enough I was forced over the edge, and I ended up releasing my orgasmic cry into the cream. I ended up getting a mouth full of the stuff, and surprisingly enough, it tasted almost like the champagne Karen had me drink. Karen then pulled me up and removed the strap-on, handing it to me. I took it and before standing up and putting it on, gathered my strength to do to. Once one, I pushed Karen up against her end of the tub, before moving her panties, so I could begin inserting the fake throbbing mass. I started off slowly, by only inserting roughly half of the dildo in, and started to quickly increase not only the pace, but how much I inserted. Towards the end, I buried my face in her bust, as she moaned. She held me tight as she climaxed, before tilting her head over the edge of the tub, seemingly out of it.
I quickly thought about it and decided that I shouldn't leave her in there alone. I undid the strap on, before I picked her up and guided her over to the bed, placing her down gently. I went to go retrieve a towel to rub her down, when I heard her faintly say.
"Lick… me… clean."
I nodded, and climbed onto the bed, and began to lovingly clean up the surprisingly tasty white stuff off of her. As I continued, I was rewarded by the sounds of her moans. Being seriously aroused by this, I dipped a finger into myself as I worked. I left her crotch for last, and returned to it when I was finished else where. I licked the damp panties, before removing them and seeing as she was pretty wet and close to another orgasm, I leaned in and finished her off. Sending her on a wave of ecstasy. I was going to drift off to sleep next to her, but as I moved off the bed, I released the room had gotten extremely messy. I then decided on taking a shower to at least clean myself off with.
I hopped in the lukewarm water and enjoyed the sight of the cream washing off me. But being still aroused, I leaned against the wall and inserted two fingers into slit. I didn't even end up finishing my shower, as I came and hopped out of the shower. It was only when I started getting dress that I realised that both my panties and the strap-on had fallen into the tub.
"Oh, well." I sighed, picking up my bag and heading towards the door.