This was a small a tent for Jarque, Valentine and me, but it was a cheap one our trainer could afford. Diamie was the only member of the team missing, as she had just left to gather firewood. We usually go fetch wood in pairs, and she was supposed to go with Valentine, but I had managed to convince Diamie to go alone.

When Jarque noticed only Diamie leaving the tent he arched an eyebrow. "Oh? Valentine isn't going with Diamantina?"

"She is staying behind," I said in my natural language before realizing I was speaking to a human. "Forest safe. Diamie good alone." I placed a paw on Valentine's shoulder. "Hurt. She need rest." That was a blatant excuse as Valentine didn't feel any pain anymore and the scars that I had planted on her face would disappear in one day at most. But it was enough to convince our trainer.

"I see…"

Oooh! Was that some delicious disappointment I could hear in his voice? Every three days Valentine and Diamie would go out and leave us alone, and then Jarque and I would get frisky. He probably expected this to be one of those nights, and was dismayed that Valentine was staying behind after all. I found myself grinning at the realization that he anticipated our nights together as much as I did. Did he think we would not get playful tonight just because we had company? Well, he was awfully wrong about that one.

Much like I would do every three nights, I slowly approached my male while mischievously wiggling my hips as I walked to capture his attention. And then I placed a jaunty paw on his pants, on his groin, making him jump. "E-Easy there, Clover. What are you…?"

"Sex. Want."

"Yes, I can tell as much, thank you." He covered his groin area with one hand — was he at half-mast already? — while pointing at Valentine with the other. "Valentine is here."

I fired a brief glance back at the Braixen, who was covering her mouth with her paws but gawking keenly. I had one of my paws caress the bulge in his pants while the other pointed at Valentine. "She knows." Both Valentine and Diamie were already perfectly aware that Jarque and I had been doing dances of love since roughly two months ago. They just had never been present during one, though they had caught us in the act a few times, to Jarque's embarrassment and to my amusement.

"I'm aware they know, but…" He was trying to push my petting paw away, but wasn't putting much intention into it. I could feel his member stiffening and squeezing badly against his pants already, and I wondered if the knowledge that Valentine was watching was contributing to his erection.

I heard Valentine wail behind me. "C-Clover, do you want me to leave after all?" She took a few steps back, but never stopped staring at us. "I can still probably catch up to Diamantina…"

I beckoned at her to come closer. "You're not going anywhere. I don't think you will want to miss this…" Quickly, before either of them could complain, I used both of my paws to pull down Jarque's pants and underpants at once in a swift motion, releasing a swollen cock that almost hits me in the face. I licked my lips at the sight of such a succulently vigorous treat. I heard an adorable yelp coming from behind me, so Valentine must have enjoyed the sight too.

Jarque tried to cover his naked erection with his hands, firing nervous glances at Valentine. "Clover! What did I just tell you?"

Yeah, sure, you keep complaining. I began to stroke his shaft up and down, up and down, and it responded by twitching in rhythm with my rubs. See, at least this one was honest. Jarque still acted a little apprehensive due to Valentine's presence, but at least he wasn't complaining anymore. I knew exactly how to caress his dick to get him going.

"Fine, you win!" Valentine shouted behind me in a quivering voice, making one of my ears prick up. "Are you trying to assert your authority as leader over me? Or is this your way of gloating about how Jarque only has eyes for you? Okay, I get it! You are the best leader for this team and his only mate! I won't challenge your leadership again! So can I leave now, Clover? Please?"

"I told you that you're not going anywhere," I said, staring at her while I kept jacking Jarque off. I didn't need to look at his dick since by now I was well acquainted with his shape and length. Instead, I beckoned at Valentine, staring straight into her vacillating ginger eyes. "What's your plan, Valentine? To leave now so that you can finger yourself outside the tent while thinking of his cock? Don't be silly. Come closer."

Valentine covered her face, but I could still see her peeking out. It's like she thought this was wrong, but couldn't help herself. "B-But…"

"Come already! I know you're dying to give it a closer look!"

"But he is a human…" she said as she slowly walked towards us, and I wasn't sure if she was even aware she was drawing closer to us. "He is our trainer… This isn't…"

"Finish a sentence one of these days, will you." I repositioned myself so that I would be grabbing Jarque's member from the side, to give Valentine a nice frontal view of it. "Look how plump and huge it is! Look how it twitches when I rub it! Oh! It twitched right now! Did you see that?" I moved my hands down its length, placing them around his base and testicles as if offering the dick to Valentine. "Wanna stroke it?"

That was an outright scream that came our of Valentine's muzzle, to the point where it alarmed Jarque. He furrowed his brow as he looked at me. "Clover! Care to explain what's happening? W-What are you two doing?" Oh, true. He was out of the loop since he couldn't speak our tongue.

I smirked at him as I massaged his nuts. "Valentine wants touch. Okay?"

"C-Clover!" Valentine complained in our language.

"Team bonding!"

Jarque gulped as he looked at the two of us. I was surprised that he managed to remain so coherent with a Floragato fondling his balls. "I-I don't know, Clover, she looks very uncomfortable about the whole thing."

Were we looking at the same Braixen? Her entire body was trembling, sure, but she was biting her lip as she gaped as if hypnotized at the cock in my hands that I was presenting to her. "Valentine, are you going to pretend for much longer you don't want this, or…?"

The Braixen pressed her arms against her large bust, never taking her eyes off our trainer's wang. "I couldn't possibly look master in the eye if I did something like… W-What would he think of me?" She glanced in my direction, hesitation shaping her expression. "And isn't he your mate?"

I grumbled under my breath. "Can you stop being such a strait-laced prude for one second? He knows you! He's not gonna suddenly think you're a whore just because you've given him a handie! It's obvious you're dying to do this, and it doesn't look like he's complaining either, so just have fun for once! Tell me to my face you have never fantasized about holding his manhood in your paws."

I cleared my throat as I noticed her shrink. Not my intention, but perhaps I was coming across as too adversarial. Leaving one paw on Jarque's balls, I placed the other tenderly on Valentine's arm. "Look, I'm a starter too, Valentine. We belong to similar species, so I get it. I understand that deep desire to satisfy our human by any means possible, to feel his caresses and his kisses and his deepest affections, regardless of what this stupid society has to say about it. And I understand that selfish urge to have him look only at you, to have him rely on you for even the most intimate of matters, to hear him whisper into your ear that you are the most special girl in the world."

Her ears perked up, but although her eyes were flaring up with desire, it was hesitation that escaped her mouth in the form of a sigh. "But you are the team leader… After all you've gone through, you deserve this more than…"

"Val, I know your dream was to become close to a human as their team leader and do all those special things together. And I'm certain you would have made Jarque very happy if you had been his first pokémon. But I'm sorry. This is too important for me, so you cannot be our leader." I began to rub her shivering leg. "But we can always make time to put you in the spotlight for a while, to make you the focus of his attention and have him all for yourself — to have you be the protagonist for one night and for many other nights to come."

"Clover…?" She stared longingly at the penis in front of her as she leaned in. "You really don't mind?"

Done. She just needed one last push. "I know this is how you actually wanted to celebrate winning the last gym match. So go, you sexy bitch. He is going to fucking love this." I looked up to the confused human, tightening my grip around his base to keep his penis upright. "Yes! She wants touch!"

Jarque remained unconvinced. "It doesn't look to me like she —" My hands shut him up as they kept the base of his cock busy while neglecting his shaft and head, that begged for attention with frequent spasms. Valentine, in a sudden flash of courage — or lust — positioned her paws around his needy shaft, but didn't actually touch him. She closed her eyes and brought one of her paws to her temple. Oh, for the love of… After a short pause, Jarque's eyes went wide. "Oh, you actually…" She must have communicated with him telepathically. "I mean, I don't know, if that's what you want…" She gave him those sad puppy eyes of hers, and she probably didn't even do it on purpose. "Eh, sure, go ahead. Just don't be too rough, please." He briefly glanced at me for some reason. Uh, I wonder why.

I snickered as I watched the Braixen carefully wrap her white fingers around the hard pillar as if it were made of brittle glass. "Val, did you just ask him for permission?"

"C-Consent is important!"

"Sure, sure, whatever floats your boat. Well, go ahead. Rub it out good."

I watched in amusement as her fingers very softly caressed his length, going up, then going down, the Braixen yelping whenever the cock would twitch. She was making such funny faces! And all the while I kept groping our trainer's testes to make sure he wouldn't grow bored with her lack of expertise. I mean, I only had a two-month advantage over her, but even then. Still, I couldn't help but wonder how Jarque must be feeling, having two cute females lovingly serving him. He looked more shocked than pleasured, like he had not yet internalized what was happening around him, although it was obvious he was enjoying the attention. I also wondered how it felt for Valentine to finally get to devote herself to our trainer this way. She looked not merely happy, but satisfied, at ease. And also really fucking horny.

She was working his length at such a tender pace, moving her fluffy paws in tandem, kneading it with such care that you would mistake it for a massage. Uh. She had a much different style than me, since I often preferred to grip it hard in one paw and wack it up and down while teasing his nuts with my other paw. Tempting as it was to compare, it was probably the case that neither style felt objectively better than the other, and each offered him pleasure in different ways.

I noticed the Braixen leaning in closer and closer as she went, gaping at the prick as a thin trail of drool dripped from her maw. "Do you want to suck it?" I asked her, a bit out of nowhere.

It was worth it just to witness her overblown reaction, with both her ears and tail sticking up as she started giggling nervously. "S-Suck it? Me?" She gawked at the phallus in her hands as her grinning mouth opened against her will, revealing copious amounts of slobber inside. "B-But wouldn't he be scared of my fangs?"

"Not what I asked! Do you want to suck it?" I had one of my hands pat the head of his dong, making him squirm, licking my lips as I stared straight into Valentine's eyes. "Trust me, it tastes amazing on your tongue, specially as it starts making sloshing noises as you lick it all over…"

Valentine began to pant heavily, her tongue lolling out as her hands sped up. "I want it…"

I looked up to Jarque and tapped a finger against his cock, then against Valentine's muzzle. "She wants blow. In mouth. Okay?"

"F-Fuck." His tube jolted as if it were trying to enter her mouth on its own. "Sure, Valentine. But do mind the fangs."

Valentine turned her head to me with a big stupid smile. "He said yes!" she told me excitedly as her tail wagged, as if I wasn't literally by her side listening to him too. How cute. She still sometimes reminded me of the sweet-tempered Fennekin she used to be. Although she was about to do something far less innocent. With obvious yearning guiding her actions, her already drooling tongue slid out of her muzzle and gave the tip of his cockhead a shy lick which made the male squirm and gasp. Valentine licked her lips, her smile growing confident as she noticed the human's positive reaction. She planted a kiss on his sensitive head, rubbed her tongue in circles around it for a short while, and then her soft lips began to engulf his dick, little by little, until the tip completely disappeared from view.

With only the top of his dick inside her maw, the Braixen began to lap her tongue at it in a rather obscene way, making it throb with every hit of her wet tongue. And she continued like that for some time, with such a mirthful smile on her maw that you would think she was feeling more physical pleasure than him. I waited patiently for her to dig deeper into his cock while I took care of rubbing his swollen balls that already begged for release. But I waited and waited and the Braixen never went down any further, working only the very top. I frowned, growing restless. Patience wasn't one of my virtues, and while I understood Valentine wanted to go slow for her first time, this was a bit ridiculous.

So I placed a paw on the back of her head, and right as she realized what I was about to do but too late to stop it, I slowly pushed Valentine's head down into our trainer's meat. Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated as she felt the cock of the target of her affection invading her throat deeper and deeper, but she didn't fight it. She made a few gagging noises and for a moment I wondered if I had gone too far. I leaned back to get a good view at the Braixen, still shoving her head into delicious human cock. I could see twin tufts on her fur-collar caused by erect nipples, her loins were visibly wet, and her tail was swaying from side to side like crazy. Okay, she was certainly amused. I wondered for a second if she actually had a submissive streak to her and liked it rough.

"C-Clover!" Jarque managed to shout, somehow still able to speak in between soft moans. "D-Don't do that to her!" Yeah, this probably looked very bad from his perspective, like I was forcing Valentine against her will. I simply nodded towards Valentine's back, to her rabidly wagging tail, and after Jarque fired a quick glance he understood. "O-Oh." A pokémon could lie, but our tails were far more honest. I was actually surprised by how fast her tail was swinging around. Was she enjoying this that much?

Valentine didn't move her head, simply lapping her tongue at the member buried inside her maw. "Valentine", I called out her name, "you're supposed to bob your head up and down to make him feel good. Like this." My paw still on her head, I pushed down on her gently and then let her pull up a little, repeating this a few times until she began to do as ordered on her own, ever the obliging girl, rocking her head up and down as she slurped all over his shaft. I couldn't see inside her maw, but god, I could hear it. So much passion! How dutiful! Was she even aware of how lewd her suckling noises had become? I could make out her tongue inside as it curled around our trainer's cock, a large bulge evident in her mouth. It must have felt divine to Jarque, having the hot tongue of a servile fire-type warming up his sensitive skin. I noticed he was starting to sweat profusely.

As I watched Jarque's cute melting-in-pleasure face, one of my ears perked up and I leaned in closer to Valentine. He was about to cum. I had danced enough times with him to tell. "F-Fuck," he uttered. Oh, I called it. "I'm close…" He scratched the Braixen's ear, which made her purr as she kept going up and down his length, my own paw on her head but only petting her as she no longer needed any guidance. "You can pull out now if you want, Valentine…" He was trying to be polite, but all three of us knew that the vixen had no intention of chickening out now.

Valentine's pace hastened, plus I found myself pressing her head against his cock softly. She must have really wanted to taste his semen, and I kind of wanted to see the prim and proper Braixen cooing as her maw overflowed with cum, so I was quite getting into it too. She would be so embarrassed! Valentine's gleaming orange eyes widened as she felt the first spurt fire straight into the depths of her throat. From my privileged position I could hear and see her throat bulging up as she swallowed the first gush, then another, then another. Her gulps became louder and more frequent as Jarque kept releasing load after load into the receptive Braixen's maw. Then she made a pained guzzling sound and started to lift her head. Oh? She was pulling out? Jarque did ejaculate quite a large volume, so maybe she was having a bit of trouble swallowing it all down and got scared at the last moment. But my paw was still on her head, so this had an easy solution.

At first, I applied just enough force to keep her from lifting her head anymore, and she looked up to me with tense eyes. She must have figured out what I was about to do. I gave her my most devilish smirk. "A good girl never quits." I began to shove her head back down into Jarque's climaxing cock. She wriggled and showed tepid resistance at first, but her writhing movements calmed down as the dick plowed deeper into her mouth, and I noticed her tail begin to wag. No, I was right, she actually was naturally submissive, what the hell.

I caressed her head as her throat sloppily guzzled down a continuous stream of semen, applying just enough force on her so that she wouldn't get any ideas about pulling out. Her eyes began to roll back as the thick cum pooled inside her mouth, white spittle oozing from her maw. Feeling mischievous I kept pushing her head down his length until her lips almost brushed against his balls, until I noticed a bit of cum coming out of her nostrils. Okay, perhaps I have gone far enough now. I removed my paw to let her pull up, which she did after a few coughs. She extracted the still-hard penis from her maw and opened her mouth wide, coughing a few times and panting heavily with her tongue lolling out. Semen and drool alike dripped down onto her chest fur, some of it leaking down into her cleavage.

After firing a quick glance at Jarque to confirm he hadn't passed out — although he seemed a bit dizzy — I next focused my attention on the contender of affections. I looked at her open mouth as she desperately gasped for air, only now noticing the true extent of just how much of the white liquid had piled up inside. Her mouth was warmer than mine but she was worse than me at swallowing large volumes of liquid. One point for each. I wasn't jealous or anything of the sort, but as I watched our trainer's seed spill out of Valentine's drooling maw I thought it was a waste for all of that delicious snack to sink into fur.

So I did the only reasonable thing and pulled her body against mine until our lips touched, and then began to suck some of that overflowing semen that she couldn't drink all on her own. We're a team! I'm here to help! I began by having my tongue capture the seed oozing down her cheeks, chin, and around her lips before having my tongue explore the inside of her maw, making the impressionable Braixen yelp. I rubbed my lips against hers as my tongue tried to forage as deep as possible to catch the liquid, before something unexpected made my tail stand on end — Valentine's tongue was starting to wrestle with mine and trying to delve into my mouth. Refusing to surrender, I had my tongue aggressively tangle with hers to rob her of even more of Jarque's jizz.

Okay, at this point we weren't even snowballing anymore, I was just straight out kissing her. Hah! You thought your first kiss would be Jarque, but it was me! I kept smearing my lips on hers and cum began to spill out of both of our mouths. And then I spied on the corner of my eye Jarque gaping at us with the most dilated pupils I had ever seen on him. In retrospect, having two ravishing females making out in front of you as they pass each other your semen was bound to arouse even the most stoic of guys. Well, it was in my species' genes to be an entertainer, so if he wanted a stunning show he would get one! I held Valentine firmly against my body until our breasts squished together, separated by her fur collar and my leaf-handkerchief but our erect nipples still bulging out. Then I scoured her mouth sloppily with my tongue as our shared drool made a mess on both of us. I tilted the Braixen's body a little so that Jarque would get the best viewing angle.

I glanced at Jarque again, and he was stiff as if he hadn't just released a big load into a Braixen's muzzle. Was I underestimating how hot it was for a human male to see two of his dear pokémon partners smooching each other with their mouths drenched in his cum? This was useful information. I better keep it in mind. Still, I know he was young and all, but he must have been limp for all of thirty seconds. Trainers truly are something, uh.

I backed away from Valentine, having sated my thirst for now. Jarque was again ready for action, and I refused to believe that Valentine was anywhere near satisfied. When I first started fooling around with Jarque months ago it took us many weeks for him to actually penetrate me because we didn't have much of an idea what we were doing, but there was no reason for Valentine to wait that long. I decided that waiting around for them to regain their lucidity was counterproductive, so I jumped on the Braixen and pushed her against the ground, and then spread her legs open just a little. So there she was, lying on her back as her drenched slit stood in plain view of Jarque and his renewed erection, which twitched at the sight of that soaked Braixen puss.

Valentine was quick on the uptake as she looked up to me with jittery eyes. "W-Wait, Clover! I'm not ready for this!"

"What are you saying?" I brushed a finger against her labia, making her squeal as her whole body squirmed. "You're body is absolutely ready. If you get any wetter you're going to become super-effective against yourself."

"I'm not mentally prepared, I mean!" she said in a quivering voice, her eyes fixed on Jarque's dick. "This is too sudden!"

I dashed to Jarque's side, grabbed his hand and walked him towards the lying Braixen. The human showed no resistance, mesmerized by the Braixen's defenseless body. I leaned towards her without letting go of Jarque's hand. "Look at that palpitating, swollen cock. Your trainer wants you, Valentine. Would a good, loyal pokémon say no?"

"I…" Her legs trembled badly, but her hungry eyes were glued to the human penis before her. "I-I want master to like me!"

I licked my lips with a grin on my face as I turned to Jarque. "Look how wet! She needs dick! Good trainer helps team!"

He knelt before her, grabbing his throbbing member in his hands. "Sure, if you want a bit of help…" He moved in closer, much closer, but didn't yet put it in. "Uh, Valentine, do you want me to…?"

I felt like an expert strategist for having pushed them this far. It was obvious by how puffy and wet her pussy was and by how stiff and huge he had gotten that both of them wanted to bone each other's lights out. So why the hold-up? The Braixen moved a trembling paw to her temple, then closed one eye. I was genuinely impressed that she could employ telepathy while her snatch was in such a needy state.

Jarque had a soft chuckle. "Of course I'm not going to think less of you, silly." Oh, dear. Did she fear he would take her for a pervert or something? "If you need this, I really don't mind helping out…" He was soft-spoken and his voice soothing, and although I knew him well enough to know that he genuinely wanted to help her with her urges, I didn't doubt for a second that he also just really wanted to screw that sexy Braixen bod.

Then again, I suspected the puritan fox pokémon was somehow even hornier. The lust of a starter pokémon towards their trainer is nothing sort of legendary. I would know. Valentine stood motionless for a second as her brain surely evaluated all of her options, but then just nodded to him with a reddened face. Her lust had won over her embarrassment, it seemed. Maybe there was a part of her that was worried about how this kind of intimacy would affect her relationship with Jarque going forward. But there was a much bigger part of her that just wanted to feel that big human prick perforating her, consequences be damned.

Valentine lifted her legs high and spread them as wide as she could, then pulled her fur-skirt up to give him easier access. Jarque didn't hesitate and grabbed her by her hips to better position himself for entry, resting his shaft in between her pantyhose-like black thighs. Valentine made a soft yelp as she noticed the member up so close. "I-Isn't it a tad too big?"

"Kind of," I murmured. Jarque was much taller than either of us. Even after we evolved again we would still be a tiny bit shorter than the male. No matter how much we tried it we could never fit his entire dick inside of me, and even if Valentine was a paw or two taller than me, he would be any luckier. "Our pussies stretch more than you imagine."

"Does it hurt…?"

"A little, maybe." I caressed her cheek. "You're a strong girl, Valentine. If you can handle a Muk firing lightning bolts at you, if you can handle all my stupid mistakes, then you're more than prepared to handle this. You've earned yourself a bit of funtimes, don't you think?"

As I was about to withdraw my paw from her cheek, she quickly grabbed it and clasped it tight on her own paw. Oh, we were doing this? Did she seriously want me to hold her paw while Jarque entered? I felt her shiver more than I expected, but her body began to relax as I rubbed her hand with my fingers. As the leader of the team, I suppose it was my duty to soothe down my teammates in tense moments so that they can still achieve their goals, no? It was easy to forget that the Braixen was actually younger than me, although fire-types matured faster so it kind of evened out.

I made a signal to Jarque to go on, as he seemed to be hesitating due to how the Braixen was acting. She placed her free hand on her temple to, presumably, assuage his fears and cheer him on, and whatever she told him seemed to do the trick. He started by softly brushing the tip of his cockhead against her lips, but her pussy was already running with juice so they opened up easy enough. He then began to push into her, slowly at first, but at some point he needed to apply more pressure if he wanted to actually ram his length inside. Valentine let out a high-pitched moan. There were traces of discomfort and hurting in her voice, but far more evident were the glee and pleasure.

Jarque started thrusting into her at a snail's pace, but when it became clear the Braixen could take the heat he began to speed up. She never released my hand as his thickness explored her deepest reaches, at first trying not to make a noise, then letting out shy murmurs of joy, before eventually breaking into unfiltered howls of delight. It was almost hard to believe that this was our Valentine. She looked so blissful, lying there in submission as the human gave her pleasure. Her big fluffy tail swayed around in joy, accidentally massaging his balls due to its positioning under Jarque's legs. It was hard to tell if she was doing that on purpose or not.

Her paw was so warm and so nice. That was the thing that jumped out to my mind. I know, I know, fire-type and all. But if her fluffy hand felt this pleasant and comforting to the touch, I couldn't even begin to imagine how hot her insides would be. What's the name of those human buildings with steam and high heat? Saunas! It was an easy bet that a Braixen's vagina must have felt like one, judging by how much Jarque was sweating. Fire-types could regulate their own temperature and Valentine would never take even the slightest risk of hurting our trainer, so I knew that far from being dangerous, it must have felt very comfy and relaxing for Jarque.

But all good things must come to an end. I felt Valentine tighten her grasp on my hand as she gritted her teeth and her legs started to tremble. Having such a fat human cock ramming in and out of the impressionable Braixen was perhaps too much for her innocent mind. It couldn't be long before she came. She let out a flurry of small moans, holding back as best as she could to prolong her pleasure, on the edge of orgasm. I wondered — did she want to cum at the same time as Jarque? I could imagine a dainty princess like her going for something that cheesy. Which would be unfortunate, as no matter how hard she tried to control it she was climaxing any second now. If there was no delaying her orgasm, the only option was to hasten the male's. Although judging by the delighted expression on his face, he needed only a little push.

Moving closer to Jarque without letting go of Valentine's hand I grabbed his arm and pulled him down onto Valentine's body, calculating so that his hand would fall right on Valentine's fluffy tit. He immediately began to fondle it through the fur collar without needing to be told, and I took a moment to push away the collar so that he could massage the naked white breast directly. It looked so squishy! And I realized the fur collar magnified the size of her boobs and made them look bigger, decent-sized as they were. They were still larger than mine, but only by a teensy little tiny bit. I felt a bit better about it. Jarque was plowing her harder and faster as he assertively groped her fluffy rack, my plan to make him mad with lust clearly working. But just to make extra sure, I gently squeezed his balls all while Valentine's tail brushed against them to expedite the process. They were coming at the same time. I would make sure of it.

Valentine's drooling lips let out a quiet squeal as her hips began to convulse, and I understood her orgasm had arrived. She even wrapped her legs around his hips as I would do. Daring! That was probably instinct taking control of her virginal body, but still. Jarque hadn't ejaculated yet, but in the next few moments Valentine's vaginal walls would contract around him tightly as if to drain his seed, so he wouldn't endure much longer. "D-Do I pull out?" he asked, his voice shaky. "I can't hold it any longer…"

Really, Jarque? There's this moaning girl that's letting you feel her tits up as she grapples you with her legs and soaks your dick in her female juices, and you're not sure if she wants you to finish inside? Sure, she's on the chaster side, specially when compared to me, but c'mon! "Don't… pull out…" Valentine vocalized, forgetting for a second that the human couldn't understand our vernacular. She brought a terribly trembling hand to her temple, but desisted. "No…"

Valentine, you're in the middle of an orgasm, with a huge schlong ravaging your insides. What made you think you could focus enough to use telepathy in a situation like this? I realized one pretty big advantage I had over her — she couldn't possibly communicate with Jarque during intense sex sessions due to the considerable concentration required for telepathy, so I alone could speak to him during horny times, using my trained voice to speak out his language.

"I'll… pull out…!"

What? No, Jarque, you idiot! Was he interpreting her distress for being unable to use telepathy as pain or rejection? You're going to ruin her orgasm, and yours!

"No…" Valentine cooed, her mouth twisting. She used her legs to pull him harder against her hips and pressed on his breast-stroking hand to force his fingers to sink into her soft bosom, hoping he would get the idea. "Please…"

I pictured myself in her situation. If my beloved trainer had finally agreed to dance with me after months of trying to court him I would be beyond myself with joy. But if he then tried to pull out at the last second I would probably scratch his face, push him to the ground and them ride him until he was dry. The Braixen however was far more demure, although I didn't doubt the idea crossed her mind.

But that's why your leader was here. "She wants in!" I shouted at Jarque, even though he was by my side. "No pull out!"

Jarque glanced at Valentine's melting face, she gave a faint nod, and no more convincing was necessary. He relaxed and gave one last extra-deep thrust, not worrying anymore about having to hold back. As I kept fondling his nuts, I could feel his semen leaving them, and I could hear the dirty sloshing noises as his prick became wet with the vixen's girl cum at the same time it fired continuous streams of thick seed into her. The Braixen began to moan more openly compared to moments before. She had been trying so hard to appear ladylike during her climax, but her young body couldn't take it anymore. She uttered some… rather lewd sentences in our language, knowing the male wouldn't understand her. Even after she seemed to have calmed down, Valentine had a second orgasm while Jarque kept smashing into her, and she again began to utter out loving obscenities. Probably the feeling of having our human fill up her womb triggered something within her.

A few more thrusts and it was over as Jarque collapsed over the exhausted vixen. Valentine had such a satisfied, confident, degenerate smirk on her face. Lewd! You would think this was a different Braixen. They stayed like that for two or three minutes, Valentine kissing his cheeks and nuzzling him as Jarque stroked her head and gently massaged her jugs. I began to nuzzle the both of them — n-not because I felt left out, mind you! — and they snuggled me back, putting an even wider smile on my face. Valentine retained her lying position as tiredness and satisfaction made her drift off to sleep. She looked cute for someone leaking jizz from between her legs. Jarque pulled himself up and then sat back. He took off this shirt, drenched in sweat. I'm sure he would think twice about fucking a fire-type while heavily clothed from now on.

I cuddled up to him as we stared at the sleeping Braixen. She looked so sheepish. So demure. Oh boy, Jarque truly had no idea what kind of obscenities had left her mouth moments ago. I could tell, but I didn't want to embarrass her more than necessary. She would feel very embarrassed about this whole thing next day already. But until then, I gave Jarque a few kisses. And a few hugs. And few cuddles. And then I began to grope his dick.

Okay, the vixen was satisfied now. Great for her. What about me? Watching and guiding them had been more fun than anticipated, don't get me wrong, but my snatch was dampening the floor below me as I sat down. Jarque had enjoyed a few minutes of rest since he burst into the fox, so he should be ready again. And I could rejoice, for patting his naked groin seemed to have the exact effect I wanted.

"You want me to take you next?" he asked, caressing my cheek. I stuck my tongue out. "Yeah, that was kind of a stupid question with your hand on my dick and whatnot." He fired a fleeting glance at Valentine, then at the closed door of the tent. "I suppose Diamantina won't be back for a few more minutes. We've got time for a quickie." Would it even matter if Diamie came back? I very much doubt she would mind. We had already included Valentine in our team bonding, so shouldn't the water-type come next? Well, that was a problem for another day.

I pretty much leapt on him like a Sneasel aiming to catch her prey, ready to ride him as I pushed his back against the floor. I pushed aside the long leaf that covered my front like a handkerchief in order to bare my green melons, bringing out the big guns from the outset, and forced both of his hands against them. He had seemed to enjoy Valentine's perfectly round breasts before, but that had nothing to do with this, and jealousy wasn't a factor, and it's not like I was trying to remind him that I had some amazing knockers too because I wanted attention or anything. But a grin still appeared in my face when he began to pinch my nipples out of his own will.

And so I forced it in. Dances of love held no mystery for me by this point, but I still enjoyed them as much as the first day if not more since we knew each other's bodies better now. As I rammed my cherry against his erection I felt overcome by a strange sensation, as a wave of comfort spreading through my entire body, reaching from my toes to the tips of my ears and making both curl. What was this? What was happening? I felt so… calm, so relieved. Like everything was okay in the world. I let myself fall onto his chest and embraced him, and when he returned the gesture I felt so safe in his masculine arms.

It took me a moment to realize what was going on, since my body was so relaxed that even my brain felt groggy. Warmth. It was a numbing, nearly sedative wave of warmth that had taken over my body in an instant. Now, sex always felt hot, but his rod was practically burning up as he drove it inside me and heated my entire body up! How? Had Jarque mutated into a fire-type when I wasn't looking?

I realized it then. Valentine was a fire-type, so dancing with her must have made his penis really hot in this special snuggly way that fires were famed for. And now he was passing on that warmth to me. His sensual kiss felt warm. His snug embrace felt warm. And god, did his bulky dick feel warm. Whatever stress I felt was slowly getting dicked away, as if I was sweating my anxieties out. I normally liked to get pretty wild during lovemaking, but with this all-encompassing sultriness enveloping and filling me I could only think of tenderly cuddling up with my love as I shifted my hips up to let him enter me at his own pace.

Then, after a few more good prickings, Jarque rolled me around and climbed on top of me in a position similar to the one he and Valentine had held minutes ago. And again, during our dances I normally liked getting very aggressive and fighting for dominance as we would wrestle control from each other and take turns being dominant, but this time… I-I felt so warm and so comfy and so loved that I couldn't think of anything other than letting my male breed me and making him feel good. Was this the effect of a Braixen's natural body heat, that had now bathed his entire length and was affecting me? Was this how Valentine felt all the time? Oh my god, this felt so nice and so sweet and I only wanted to kiss him and hug him and lick him as he banged my brains out. I-I didn't even know I had a submissive streak to me.

The warmness and relaxation were making my sensitive puss flare up with passion, making me acutely aware of each and every single thrust into my depths, each jab somehow feeling better than the last. My cunt began to squirm like mad, my orgasm arriving without giving me so much as a polite warning. I needed to feel him stuffing me up with his love, right now. I pulled his body against my sweaty, fluffy boobs to spur him on, then raised my hips so that the tight contractions of my balmy pussy would do the rest. This would only be better if only I could kiss him, but he was too tall for me. My lips curled into a serene smile as I felt the warmth of his emissions add to the placid heat I found myself wrapped in. I wondered if I was dreaming as I found myself cooing his name while my womb gorged on each drop of the thick liquid. There was so much and my tummy felt full to bursting, bulging out a little. I didn't recall him ever busting such a fat nut inside me before, specially considering he had already cum twice in the past few minutes.

He collapsed by my side, hugging me and giving me another kiss. So I wasn't the only one that was getting sappy because of Valentine's warmth! I looked to the Braixen, still sleeping on the floor by our side with a contented smile on her pretty face. Heh, Jarque had creamed me in the presence of someone else for the first time. Although she was asleep, but still. Bringing the cute vixen along had proven to be the greatest of ideas. It was great for Valentine because she had deepened her bond with our trainer and enjoyed the hell out of herself for once. It was great for Jarque because, hey, two shapely babes vying for his attention. And it was great for me as Jarque would appreciate me more as a mate, Valentine would appreciate me more as a leader, our team would be more united in general, plus I had never engaged in such sweet and tender lovemaking with Jarque before and I had Valentine's warmth to thank for that one. I wouldn't want to do this every single time, but I would definitely want to repeat it every now and then. There was still the matter of Diamie potentially feeling left out, but let's tackle problems one at a time.

As I rested in Jarque's arms I noticed the Braixen shifting closer and clinging to him while asleep, as if instinctively looking for heat. My rival, uh. She was a pretty good dancer for someone who had been a virgin less than an hour ago. Very pretty, very fluffy, perky tits, and a deliciously warm pussy. She would be a strong competitor, but I loved a good challenge. Just like her proficiency in combat had motivated me to become better at dances of skill to impress Jarque, I was now pumped up to improve in dances of love to impress Jarque but in a different way. Getting a young impressionable male obsessed with you isn't too hard when you're a young nubile female, I don't think so. But holding his attention while in the presence of other sexy ladies was a different matter. But I would prove to Valentine and to any other female that crossed our paths that there was no one better for Jarque…!

… Although I suppose the vixen had earned second place.