Who doesn't like spending a few days at a Pokemon Daycare Center? No need to battle, no need to practice or train, no need to get gussied up for pageants. All you have to do is eat, sleep, play around, and occasionally pump out a few eggs with a handsome stud or sexy bitch. There were of course rumors that Daycare Centers were meant specifically to breed more Pokemon for trainers, and that the old man running the place was lacing the food and water with aphrodisiacs to keep everyone perpetually horny, but those were just rumors, right?
At least, that's what Arcanine and Ninetails thought, as their trainer dropped them off. This was a favorite spot of theirs, one that their trainer often dropped them off at as he went off to catch new Pokemon. The old man was nice, the service was top-notch, and there was always a wide variety of other Pokemon to talk and play with, so in many ways it was like taking a vacation at a modest resort. That their rooms were often well-furnished and akin to hotel suites only added to the vibe, and in many ways added to the romantic aesthetic for those staying.
Ninetails enjoyed spending time at this place, especially with Arcanine. That big, strong fire-dog had been her bestie since they were a Vulpix and Growlithe (which, admittedly, wasn't that long ago). He was their trainer's heavy hitter at most of the gyms, while she was his go-to for every pageant. That they were both at the top of their respective games gave them much to bond over, and both would practice their moves and routines with one another often. It was these training sessions that they did most of their flirting and bonding while out on the road. The two fire-types were in something of an open-relationship: allowed and even encouraged to take on other partners and make many eggs, but still loved each other very much, and even after a day or night of partying or fornication, they'd come back to bed together to talk about what they'd been up to.
Such was the way of things on the second night of their current stay, as Ninetails returned to their room to find Arcanine already in bed, surfing the TV channels. He noticed her arrival, smiled, and scooted over to let her join him. She hopped onto the fireproof bed, nuzzling him as they enjoyed each other's heat.
"Nothing good on tonight?" She asked, her tails twitching happily as she looked at the TV.
"Not really," Arcanine sighed, tapping away at the remote, "There's rarely anything good on Sundays. Wanna try Pokeflix? I've heard In Search of Mewtwo is pretty good."
"Do we even get Pokeflix here? I thought we only got Wulu."
"Pokeflix, Wulu, Amaze-All Prime, the works." He looked her up and down, and smirked. "Though something tells me you're not very interested in watching TV so much as 'Pokeflix and Chilling'."
"You got that right," She chuckled, licking his cheek. "Why don't you set it on a music channel and we start talking about some of the pretty faces you met today."
He scoffed, but tapped away at the remote until he settled on a smooth jazz channel. As gentle saxophone and piano music filled the air, Ninetails gently rolled the larger 'Mon onto his side, shifting position so she'd have a good, clear view of his crotch. She was always impressed by his package - testicles the size of tennis balls, a penis as long and thick as a freshly-hatched Ekans, with a knot as thick around as an orange. Most smaller Pokemon couldn't handle such sheer masculinity and virility, and if they didn't have sex so often, Ninetails would've found his member intimidating, maybe even painful. Fortunately, her lover could be very gentle when he wanted to, and she prided herself on being something of a limber "size queen". More than that, being fellow canines, their genitals were essentially made for each other.
She brought her nose against his sheath, breathing in the delightful scent of smoke and musk that gave her the tiniest buzz, as well as the tiniest traces of scent of all his other partners of the past two days. As she started licking and kissing his sheath and balls, her tails wiggled and tickled his chin, encouraging him to start talking.
"Hmm... Well," He recalled, "There was that Houndoom bitch from Hoenn. She looks really intimidating, but she's a total sub once you get to know her. Her heat helped things a lot, but once she got a good look of what I brought to the table-" He emphasized the point by rubbing his crotch against her muzzle, "- She bent over like a good bitch. Arceus above she was tight. I expect her to have a couple eggs, soon enough."
His red rocket began showing itself. Ninetails gave all her attention to his dick, licking and suckling on the red tip as it grew and grew. Little beads of precum dabbed on her tongue, filling her mouth with a smoky, bitter taste. Her paws stroked his sheath, rubbing the bulge where his knot was swelling.
"Yeah," Arcanine sighed, "That was in the morning. In the afternoon, I met up with this Empoleon from Sinnoh. He made a bet that he could make me cum three times before he came once, because of type-advantage and all that. I took him up on that bet. Hmm, you wouldn't think birds would have dicks good enough for us, but this guy was different. He did get me to cum three times, but I still got him to cum twice. I might've mentioned you to him, and he may come by tomorrow to have some time with us."
Ninetails gave her approval by taking his chode into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip as more and more began to emerge. His cock was hot, like all Fire-types were - like a Hot Pocket taken out of the microwave a minute ago, it was just tolerable enough for her to let fill her muzzle.
"And then I spent an evening," He grunted, "With a Lycanroc and Toxtricity couple. Hmm, they wanted a little warm up before they got to fucking, so -heh!- I agreed to help them out. I -Oh yeah, just like that!- I ate out that Lycanroc acorn while her boyfriend used that lizard tongue on my unit just like you are now. I, ah, I think we should introduce you to them before we go. I'm sure they'd love to, to... Okay, here we go!"
As Arcanine started getting close, he started bucking, shoving the entire length of his penis down her throat, pumping into her like a piston. She did her best to encourage him to finish, as her paws reached over and squeezed his fat knot. As with all other canines, so it was with Arcanine. With a deep, throaty growl, he shoved his entire cock as deep into Ninetails's mouth as he could, and came. Hot, virile semen shot down her throat, filling her stomach in the most delightful ways. She loved watching his balls clench, feeling his penis throb in her mouth time and again, making her feel like such a needy little slut.
After the sixth or seventh throb (it always amazed her how much cum he had in him even after all the sex he had), she pulled back, tasting the last little drops on the tip of his dick. The salty, smoky taste of Arcanine cum tantalized her tastebuds just as much as it did her pussy. She rolled away from her mate, licking her chops smugly. Looking up, she watched him pant happily, his slick red cock go limp and start to withdraw back its sheath.
"Sounds like you had an amazing day," She cooed, batting her eyes playfully, "But now I think it's time you return the favor, while I tell you about mine?" She opened her legs, revealing a pink belly covered in eight nipples, and a swollen fortune cookie of a pussy, already moist and wanting.
"Don't mind if I do." Arcanine agreed, adjusting his position to face her crotch. He pressed his nose against her pussy, breathing her scent in deeply. She knew that her scent drove him wild, just as his touch did the same for her. He gave her acorn a teasing lick - hot, wet muscle rubbing every inch of her warm, ready cooch.
"Hmm, let's see," Ninetails mused, "In the morning, I had breakfast with this cute little Typhlosion girl. Arceus, she was such a flirt. Pretty eyes, too. Might've given myself over to her a li-i-ittle too quickly, but with a tongue like that..."
Arcanine made assent known, giving his mate long, loving licks, enjoying the taste of her flesh. As much experience as he had, he'd yet to find a female who tasted as good as her. Smoky of course, but also with a hint of spices like cinnamon and ginger - the slight tickling burn on his tongue that always made him come back for more. He could eat her out for hours, getting a numb tongue and a quivering mate if she'd let her.
"Th-th-then I -ah!- I met with a, a big, handsome Meganium over by the p-pool," She stammered, "S-soaking in the rays. Fuck me, we got to talking, and he made a joke about, mph, pulling my tails, and I said he could if I could ride him. Hah, you should've heard the sounds he made, riding those thick vines of his."
Arcanine thought he could taste something vaguely flowery in her snatch, among other things. It was enough to make him want to take her entire vulva into his mouth, suckling on it even as his slipped deep into her crack. Her paws went down to the top of his head, gently rubbing his ears.
"Ah! Ah! Finally!" She said, reaching the climax of her story even as her own was approaching, "I met these, these guys at the bar! Mmmhm! A Greninja and an Inteleon! We -ah!- we got to talking, and we -fuck me!- we went to the bathroom for a quick, quick, quick FuuuUUUUCCKK!"
Ninetails pushed her lover's face down upon her mound as she came. Little embers flew with her cry, threatening to set the bed on fire. Her tails twitched as she bucked against his muzzle, hot bitch juice squirting onto his tongue. Arcanine continued to wiggle his tongue inside her, enjoying her delicious flavor. They remained connected like this for several seconds, savoring the intensity of her orgasm. As her bliss subsided, she collapsed into the bed, her tails falling around them, panting happily.
"You were saying?" He pressed, licking his lips smugly.
"Oh, right," Ninetails giggled, remembering her place, "Well, I got spitroasted by them. Greninja nut tastes amazing, and that Inteleon knows Pound better than any Water-type I've ever met. You'd like him."
"I bet." Arcanine chuckled, crawling over to give his mate a kiss. She welcomed it, liking the taste of herself in his mouth. He wrapped his legs around her body, pressing his chest against her back as they settled down for spooning. "We're going to have a lot of options tomorrow."
"Oh yes," Ninetails agreed, "So many lovers, so little time..."