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A Worthy 'Rival' (Pokemon Scarlet/Violet)
🕑 Added 2022-12-10 15:45:02 +0000 UTCPoll Winner
Themes: Exhibitionism, Fucked Silly, Dom/Sub
Summary: Based on this image. Becoming a Pokémon trainer hadn't really been something he had thought about too often growing up, but now as potentially the next champion he had come to love it. Especially in light of the fringe benefits of his so-called rival's desires to become something more, which she increasingly becomes less discreet about. Luckily he knows exactly how to train her to act right.
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“Rich! Fancy meeting you here!”
The moment he hears the familiar voice of the closest thing he has to a rival, the young Pokemon Trainer stiffens up a little bit. An image flashes through his mind, and his face goes bright red as he turns to face Nemona.
“Nemona… good to see you again.”
Grinning unabashedly, the Champion-ranked Pokemon Trainer and President of the Academy Student Council plants her hands on her hips. She’s dressed like she always is in her Academy Uniform. Except she wasn’t always dressed like that. Especially in the pictures she’d started sending him…
Completely shamelessly, Nemona leans forward, still grinning.
“Did you get my last message? Did you like the photo I sent along with it? I thought you deserved a little reward for how far you’ve come!”
… Honestly, Rich hadn’t ever truly thought about what his life as a Pokemon Trainer would be like while he was still growing up. But now that he was on the path to becoming a Champion-ranked Pokemon Trainer in his own right, he had to admit that while parts of it made sense, other parts left him completely flabbergasted.
Like the girl in front of him for instance. Nemona had taken it upon herself to be his guide in the world of Pokemon from his very first day at the Academy. She was a total battle maniac to be fair, and she had a really energetic personality. He knew that she could have wiped the floor with him at any time if she got serious, but instead she always battled him with a team of Pokemon that could match what he currently had.
But that in and of itself spoke of some seriously stalkerish behavior, didn’t it? Even now, standing there in the woods looking at her, Rich couldn’t help but wonder HOW she’d known where he would be. He didn’t believe for a second that it was a coincidence. She was keeping tabs on him. That’s how she always knew where she could run into him, or how she always knew what sort of Pokemon Team she should bring to really challenge him. And it was also how she knew the instant he won another Gym Battle… so she could send a picture of herself completely naked.
Thinking back to that photo, still saved in his gallery, Rich flushes for a moment… before deciding to match Nemona energy for energy. Giving her a nod, he smiles right back at her.
“I did like it. It was… nice.”
For the first time, Nemona is a little taken aback. She’s shocked by his candor for all of a moment before regaining herself. Her grin redoubles, and the dark-skinned young woman looks positively delighted that he’s finally willing to get on her level a little bit.
“Great! Hey, let’s have a battle right now, shall we? I want to see just how far you’ve come!”
And there it was. Sending him naked pictures of herself was just a hobby. But Pokemon Battling, that was Nemona’s true passion. Chuckling, Rich just nods his head and reaches for one of the Pokeballs at his waist.
“Yeah. Sounds fun.”
-x-X-x-
“Looks like your victory, Rich!”
A half hour later, Nemona recalls the last of her fainted Pokemon and declares the battle over by ceding the victory to him. Rich doesn’t doubt that she could keep going if she wanted to… but apparently this was the team she’d decided to field against him this time around. That wasn’t to say the battle had been easy by any stretch of the imagination. He’d barely squeaked out a victory, and even though his Pokemon were the ones doing all the work, he was actually still kind of sweaty.
She really knew how to bring him to his limits. Every time he fought Nemona, he came away from it stronger. Rich opens his mouth to let her know how much he appreciates her, but before he can speak, the dark-skinned Student President suddenly adopts a very exaggerated expression of shock.
“Oh no, Rich! I left my wallet at home… I don’t have the money to pay you for your victory!”
… Huh? Rich blinks at that. While it was common practice for the loser to pay the winner, and it was in fact how every Pokemon Trainer survived on their individual Pokemon Journeys… he didn’t need Nemona of all people to pay him. He was doing quite well for himself in fact.
“I suppose… the only option is for me to pay you another way.”
Oh. Rich blinks rapidly as Nemona swings her tie out of the way and begins unbuttoning her blouse right then and there. As inch after inch of dark skin reveals itself, he realizes that by encouraging the picture-sending, he’s encouraging even more of the Champion-ranked Trainer’s exhibitionist tendencies. Blanching as he realizes she’s stripping in the middle of the road where just about anyone could pass by, Rich quickly walks forward and grabs her by her arm.
“Not here.”
He’s not intending to come across as domineering, nor does he quite know where the deep, husky voice he uses on her comes from. But it all works out for the best, because Nemona freezes up and looks at him wide eyed for just long enough that Rich can drag her off of the beaten path and into the woods. Eventually, they’re far enough out of sight of the road that he feels like he can stop and take a breather.
Of course, Nemona takes this as the opportunity to continue. Before he knows it, the gorgeous young woman’s tits are out and she’s dropped into a crouch right then and there in front of him. Leaning back against a tree, Rich stares down into his so-called rival’s eyes and lets out a shuddering breath. She’s looking back at him expectantly… waiting for permission.
“… Go on then. I won. You lost. Repay the debt…”
A beaming smile spreads across Nemona’s face, letting Rich know he’s used precisely the words she wanted to hear. A battle maniac with a defeat fetish? What had he done to get so lucky? Leaning back against the tree, the young man watches as Nemona quickly frees his cock from the confines of his pants and boxers. His dick flops out, already half hard, causing her to gasp and coo at it.
“So big, Rich…”
He blushes at that and shakes his head.
“It’s nothing…”
Quick as a flash, Nemona has her breasts wrapped around his cock. Only, her beautiful chocolate tits aren’t quite able to fully close around his dick once it finishes growing erect. As the top of his bulbous manhood pushes out from her cleavage, Nemona gives him a look.
“THIS is not nothing~”
Feeling a little embarrassed by her teasing, Rich decides to do something about it. Nemona’s ponytail is right there after all, and so he grabs hold of her by her hair, gripping down at the base of her ponytail as he all but slams her down onto the top of his cock. Her lips spread over the tip of his dick, while her breasts slide up and down the lower half of his length. If she’s upset by him taking charge, she doesn’t show it. In fact, she SEEMS to be all too happy to have him in control.
For a moment, he hesitates. But then he starts to lean into it, guiding her head up and down the few inches of his cock pushing out of the top of her breasts. At the same time, his other hand comes down and plays with her tits a little bit, specifically flicking at one of her nipples. Nemona moans happily, sending reverberations up and down his length as Rich groans in appreciation.
He’s never done this before. Not the part where he demands sexual favors from a Trainer he beat, nor the part where he does anything sexual with a girl in the first place. So, Rich can’t exactly say what is and isn’t normal… but he does feel like he can get a feel for what Nemona at least wants just by experimenting. She clearly likes being manhandled. She likes being controlled. She likes being dominated.
… It’s a little like Pokemon Training, except Nemona is a human woman he’s having sexual relations with and not a Pokemon he’s trying to grow stronger with through battle. Okay, so it’s nothing like Pokemon Training. But there is an element of… taming to it. Nemona wants him to take charge. She wants him to decide what happens next.
With that epiphany, it’s like Rich can’t help himself. He abruptly pulls her mouth off of his throbbing cock, yanking her back by her ponytail. Nemona comes away gasping, looking up at him in wide eyed confusion, but he’s already moving, pushing her further away and spinning her around. He walks the stumbling Champion-rank Trainer over to a nearby rock just a few feet away and proceeds to bend her over it.
Nemona’s hands catch on the rock with a harsh slap of flesh against stone, and for a moment Rich is afraid he’s hurting her. But then she moans and it’s not a moan of pain or discomfort, but one of wanton pleasure… and enthusiastic excitement.
“I won… and this is how you’re going to pay me. Right? With your body?”
“Y-Yes! Do whatever you want with me, Rich! I-I have to pay you back s-since I lost! Don’t worry about me… hold nothing back!”
With that assurance, Rich… finally stops holding back. He growls and reaches around, giving one of Nemona’s dangling tits a harsh slap. She squeals at that, even as he then reaches for her striped shorts, yanking them down her legs to her ankles. That draws a gasp, as her beautiful toned legs and perky behind are exposed to open air. Well, partially exposed. She’s wearing a tight pair of leggings that conform to her flesh perfectly, and he has to roll those down over her bottom as well before he actually gets to see her cunt.
Still, when he finally unveils it… her pussy is even wetter than his cock, which is still glistening with her saliva. Rich’s mouth goes dry as he stares at her puffy cunt lips, tucked between her thicc chocolate thighs. After a moment, Nemona lets out a whimpering whine and wiggles her hips suggestively. Without a second thought, Rich yanks her back while at the same time thrusting forward.
He’s inside of her a moment later, fucking his first woman as Nemona lets out a cry of ecstasy. Bent over the rock, she takes him from behind right there in the middle of the woods. Anyone could walk by right now. Anyone could hear her moans and come looking to see what’s going on. With that in mind, Rich leans forward and slides his fingers into the side of Nemona’s mouth. It’s a technique called fish hooking, but he doesn’t know that. Rich is just doing what comes naturally to him.
He's quite the natural at all of this, though the young man is ultimately unaware of just how easily he’s falling into the dominant role here. Nemona is a good guide… she barely had to do anything to get his engine revving and his switch flicked. As he pounds her from behind, the dark-skinned woman’s eyes roll back in her head, her back arching beautiful as her body jostles and jolts with his thrusts.
Her inner walls clench around his dick and she orgasms explosively, letting out a particularly loud shriek even muffled as it is by his fingers in her mouth. This forces Rich to wrap his hand around the lower half of her face more securely, his other hand gripping her ponytail as he pulls her back onto his cock again and again. He doesn’t stop fucking her though, not even now. Something tells him just how much she’s enjoying it. How much she’s loving every last moment of this.
And maybe he is too. Maybe he’s really enjoying how good she feels wrapped around his pistoning prick. He’s loving how her insides are clenching down on his shaft, even as her slippery, wet nature makes it so easy for him to thrust in and out of her. Fucking Nemona is absolutely nothing like Pokemon Battling… but it’s really, really enjoyable all the same. Rich can’t get enough of it, and it’s not long before he can’t hold back any longer.
“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
With a hoarse groan, the young man proceeds to plaster Nemona’s insides with his seed. He’d masturbated to the naked picture she’d sent him more times than he could count if he was being honest. He hadn’t known why she’d gone ahead and sent that photo, so he’d made up all sorts of ideas in his head, coming up with increasingly lewd explanations as he’d jacked off to her.
Now though he was getting the real deal… and on top of that, he had a real answer. She sent him that photo specifically so that something like this would happen. She wanted him to take charge. She wanted him to take control. She was a Champion-ranked Pokemon Trainer and he was still closing in on becoming a Champion himself, and yet SHE wanted HIM to dominate and fuck her silly.
Well, if nothing else Rich could do that much. As he finishes cumming inside of his ‘rival’, the young man grunts and pulls her forward off of his cock, before spinning her back around and forcing her back down to his crotch. Her mouth is busy moaning up a storm when he plugs it with his messy dick. Bent over at a ninety-degree angel, the dark-skinned Student President gurgles happily and reaches out to grab his legs as she begins to clean him off with his dick.
… Yeah, he can do this. He can ‘train’ Nemona properly. Somehow he suspects if he doesn’t, she’s just going to get more and more outrageous until she’s begging him to fuck her live in a stadium in front of thousands of people. And seeing how that wouldn’t be good for EITHER of their reputations, he would just have to make sure to satisfy her debauched, depraved exhibitionist nature here and now, out in the woods, away from civilization.
As Nemona swirls her tongue along his dick, finally finished cleaning his cock, she doesn’t pull back. She just looks up at him instead and after a moment of looking back down at her, Rich grins… and begins to thrust into her throat with the full length of his member.
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”
As he face fucks her right there on the spot, Rich throws his head back and groans in enjoyment. This might not have been what he expected from being a Pokemon Trainer… but he certainly wasn’t complaining, that was for sure.
