The soft, rhythmic knock on the hotel door next to Molly's echoed through the opulent suite, a gentle prelude to the next symphony of passion that was about to unfold. Max's heart raced as he anticipated the grand revelation that awaited him on the other side.
As the door swung open, Max's eyes were greeted by the vision of Aria, the fabled Kalos Pokémon Queen. Her alabaster skin glowed under the dim lighting, a stark contrast to the vibrant pink kimono that barely contained her voluptuous form. The fabric clung to her curves like a lover's embrace, hinting at the tantalizing secrets hidden beneath. Her long, raven hair cascaded down her back, framing a face that was the very essence of beauty—sharp, high cheekbones, full, pouting lips, and eyes that sparkled with an unbridled lust that sent shivers down his spine.
Aria's gaze met Max's, and in that instant, he felt the weight of her power, a seductive aura that could bend the will of any man—or Pokémon. A knowing smile played across her lips as she took in the sight of him, dressed in the finest attire she had sent him, a silent testament to the evening's unspoken dress code. With a dramatic sweep of her hand, she parted the fabric of her kimono, revealing the naked splendor of her body.
Max's eyes widened, his breath hitching in his throat as he beheld the masterpiece that was Aria. Her breasts, full and pert, were tipped with rosy areolas that seemed to call out for his touch. Her waist was a perfect hourglass, leading down to the soft swell of her hips and the neatly trimmed mound of dark hair between her legs. His erection grew, straining against the confines of his trousers, demanding to be released and worship the goddess before him.
The scent of jasmine and sandalwood filled the room, a heady perfume that seemed to wrap around him, heightening his senses. Aria stepped closer, allowing the silk of her kimono to fall away completely. Her skin was warm to the touch as she placed her hand on his chest, her fingers tracing the line of his collarbone before slipping lower. Max's breath quickened as she unbuttoned his shirt, her nails scraping lightly against his bare skin, sending waves of pleasure through his body.
With a mischievous smirk, she knelt before him, her eyes never leaving his. The sight of her on her knees was almost too much to bear, her breasts heaving with each breath she took, her eyes dark with desire. She reached for the waistband of his trousers, and with a swift motion, she had them pooled around his ankles. His cock sprang free, standing tall and proud, begging for her attention. Gaze lingering on his erection, she purred, "Looks like you're ready to have some fun."
Without further preamble, she took him into her mouth. Max couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his lips as the warmth and wetness of her mouth engulfed him. She began to suck with a passion that seemed almost ravenous, her tongue swirling around the tip as she took more and more of him in. He watched, transfixed, as her cheeks hollowed and her eyes closed in ecstasy, savoring every inch of his cock.
Aria murmured around his length, "You taste so warm and good."
Her voice was muffled but clear in her enthusiasm. Max's hands found their way into her hair, guiding her movements as she bobbed her head up and down. The feel of her mouth on him was like nothing he had ever experienced, a sensation so intense that it threatened to overwhelm him. He managed to gasp out, his voice hoarse with pleasure, "And your mouth feels so good and warm."
Her response was to take him even deeper, the back of her throat tightening around him as she sucked harder. Max felt his legs tremble, the muscles in his thighs tensing as he fought to keep from buckling under the onslaught of sensation. Aria's eyes remained closed, her expression one of pure concentration as she worked her magic. The only sounds in the room were the wet noises of her mouth and the ragged breaths of the two lovers, each lost in the moment.
Her hand found his balls, cupping them gently as she continued to suck, her fingertips teasing the sensitive skin. Max's hips began to rock in time with her movements, driving his cock deeper into her throat with every stroke. A drop of precum beaded at the tip, and she eagerly lapped it up, her moans of pleasure vibrating through him.
Aria's grip on his shaft grew firmer as she picked up the pace, her mouth moving faster, her tongue dancing along the length of his erection. Max could feel himself getting closer to the edge, the pressure building in his balls, ready to erupt. Minutes passed, Max warned her, "Oh, get ready, I am gonna cum any second now."
In response, she suggested, "Do it. Shoot it in my mouth."
To speed up the process, she sucked harder, her hand moving in tandem with her mouth, squeezing and stroking in a rhythm designed to push him over. Letting out a rasped gasp, he began to shoot his cum into her mouth and some of it land it on her face. Aria then tasted the cum and told him, "Not bad. Not bad at all. You taste good."
Max was pleased, "I'm glad you like it."
Max felt his body tighten, the coil of pleasure in his stomach winding tighter and tighter until, with a roar of release, he emptied himself into her waiting mouth. She swallowed every drop, her eyes fluttering open to meet his as she pulled away, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
The intensity of their first act of intimacy left Max reeling, his mind racing with the knowledge that this was only the beginning of the night. He could already feel his cock stirring again, eager for more of Aria's attention. He reached down to help her to her feet, his eyes never leaving hers, and whispered with a voice that was thick with emotion, "Thank you."
Aria chuckled, a sound that was both sweet and seductive, "Don't thank me yet. There's still more."
With that, Aria then got on the wall and show her pussy to Max as she begged him to fuck her as Max started to insert his cock into her pussy and begin to bang her.
Upon fucking her, Aria then begged Max while their sweaty skin slapped from how their hips and haunches collided, "Yeah, very good, Max. Screw me, bang me good, pound me like the bad girl I am."
As Max was turned on by her dirty talk, he laughed, "At this rate, I do not know who's badder."
"Well, I do not care who is naughtier. Just get it done."
"Don't worry. Should be just another minute or two."
Just then, Max was about to reach his climax, he gave a reminder, "Oh, ah, almost time."
She told him, "I want you to shoot your load into my pussy."
"NNNNGH!"
"MMMMM!"
Both let out a moan as they released their juices, finishing their sex. They collapsed on the floor, panting like they had an exhausting session of physical education at school. Once their breathing returned to normal, Aria told him, "That was the best sex ever. I hope we get to do it again soon."
Similarly, Max said, "Same. I'm sure we will someday."
He got his stuff and moved on to the next door.