131 – Screwing the Rules (18+)

131 – Screwing the Rules (18+)

Surrounded by beautiful Pokémon and a scorching hot Gym Leader was making the green light on her bracelet glow so bright the LED might burn out. Her heart was hammering in her throat from the anticipation. Just their stares were making her lightheaded. She didn't know where to look. Everything was so good. The shine of sweat on Calcine's coal black skin, the wind swirling around Morgan and making her feathers ripple as she cooled herself off, Sparky's huge pinball smile fangs clearly on display. It wasn't just all the naked flesh and breasts that excited her, though Brandy's eyes got their fill of it all while it was on offer.

"Cinnamon, show us what you can do," Calcine said, giving the Ninetails a slap on the ass. The clap of flesh shocked Brandy back to reality and had her focus on Cinnamon as she rolled her hips forward, her thick fluffy tails fanned out around her as she licked her lips. The tips of her fox ears were twitching with approval as she looked Brandy up and down, fuck, she was so pretty; Brandy was zoning out just staring. Her ears weren't the only thing twitching, and Brandy had to bite her lip at the realization that her dick was just as pretty as every other bit of her. Cinnamon was weapons-grade sexy, and Calcine unleashing her at the start was either a misjudgment or a sign that this would go to heights Brandy couldn't even imagine.

A tail brushed over Brandy's arm, the warm fur sending excited waves of tingles up into Brandy's torso before she was tugged forward by it into Cinnamon's big swaying tits. As her face hit soft flesh, Cinnamon unleashed the swarm, hooking her tail around every bit of Brandy she could get at. A deliciously soft hug that caressed Brandy's body as Cinnamon purred in Brandy's ear.

"You are a real treat, aren't you?" Cinnamon said, her honeyed voice letting Brandy relax into the ball of fluff and muscle she was bound up in.

It was like a full body massage; her thighs squeezed together, her stomach wound up, and she tugged taut as Cinnamon used her tails to grope at Brandy. The heat of Cinnamon's body was like a furnace, her hot breath blowing down Brandy's neck and making her spine tingle as the fox lady overwhelmed her.

"I feel I should be taking notes," Morgan said, "Not that I've got the tails to pull this off, but this is masterful."

"She's a real talent," Blaze said proudly. Brandy couldn't see any of them, all that filled her vision was warm flesh that needed a good licking, and she felt really thirsty. "Cinnamon loves pretty girls. She's been spoiled ever since I became Gym Leader."

The Bracelet was quiet for now. Brandy was lost in the feeling of how soft Cinnamon was, the fox's claws scratching her scalp as she raked them through Brandy's hair. It came with an overwhelming sensation of comfort and protection, as strong as when Calcine was taking point, letting the blows rain off her. Brandy could have happily drifted off in Cinnamon's embrace. All her worries about winning just melted away.

"Safeguard," Calcine said, calling out the Move like she was laying down the first card in what would soon be a winning hand. "We've lowered her defenses, now Blaze and Sparky. Hit her from either side."

Brandy's head was pushed down to see Cinnamon's cock lying stiff against her thigh, and her breath hitched. She wanted it badly and tried to bend to get at it, but her stupid spine refused to bend that far. She had to watch, whining needily as the Ninetails spread her thighs and beckoned Blaze and Sparky forward. They went at her thighs like feral beasts, Sparky's fangs prickling her skin and sending jolts of pleasure through her while Blaze's hair washed over her skin as she licked up and down, working the muscle with her tongue.

Cinnamon let out a throaty chuckle at the show, teasing Blaze with her cock flicking it through her hair, and poking her in the cheek as she tried to work on Brandy. It was some silly playfulness amongst all the mind-melting sensations. Still, it just made Brandy all the wetter as Cinnamon spurred Balze to press her face in more firmly to Brandy's thigh to dodge her dick. Even with two beautiful women between her legs, Brandy couldn't take her eyes off Cinnamon's cock. It was so perfect. It deserved to be inside of her, plowing her brains out.

"Cinnamon," Blaze said, her voice muffled by thigh as she politely commanded, "Don't steal the show entirely. You'll make it too easy."

"I didn't say you could speak," Calcine tutted. "Morgan, did I say she could speak?"

Morgan shook her head until Calcine waved her hand to give her permission.

It was a cheesy line, but Cinnamon looked so excited to be in charge Brandy could forgive her a bit of cheese. Especially as she saw a master at work, Blaze working her tongue around the shaft as Cinnamon rolled her hips forward, driving the dick down her throat until she should have gagged on it. She didn't, even as there was a slight bulge in her neck from the sheer thickness of it. Even Morgan looked impressed. Brandy thought it was just hot as hell seeing two people get what they wanted.

"Use her however you want, Cinnamon," Calcine said as she sat beside Brandy. Morgan dropped down to the other side, teasing Sparky with her fingers as the Bug snapped to try to bite them. It was hot to watch, incredibly so; Blaze had absolutely no shame and just went at Cinnamon with a ferocity that had the fox girl sighing happily, her tails bouncing around like writhing snakes as she lost control of them. It was a really sloppy blowjob, a whole lot of spit and gurgling, but it was getting Brandy worked up a treat. She wanted so badly to get some dick right now. Reaching out either side of her, stroking along feathered and rocky thigh alike, up higher, a clear goal in mind, a sideways glance at Calcine to see if she'd stop her.

Sparky was rutting at Brandy's leg, face mashed into her thigh as she made happy little noises, and Brandy squeezed her legs in on her. Sparky deserved a treat, and from the squeal of delight that rippled through the fat of Brandy's thigh, she'd given Sparky what she wanted. Now to handle Morgan and Calcine.

She wasn't stopped from wrapping her hands around their dicks, and the feeling of having her Partners in hand kept the Bracelet dead silent. Calcine's cock was hard, not just ready for attention but actually stiffer than muscle should be. It took a firm flick of Brandy's wrist to stroke along properly, but the effort was worth Calcine's rumbling, heated moan. That sound of pleasure cut through Blaze's wet gagging like a hot knife, and Brandy's heart leaped at the feeling of making two of her partners moan. Could she go for all three?

Morgan helped her, fingers intertwined with Brandy's as she stroked up Morgan's shaft. Just as thick as she remembered, it made Brandy rub her thighs together thinking about it. Sparky's giggling only heightened from the squeezing. She was softer than Calcine, but still upright and ready to fuck. She didn't need any preparation, just some relief.

"Good thing her wrists aren't sore," Morgan trilled, rubbing Brandy's arm with her free wing. Brandy's Bracelet gave a soft beep after a few quiet minutes of everyone enjoying themselves. Cinnamon was having a blast, her tails wrapped up Blaze's arms and legs, and she was just using her like her own personal fuck doll, bobbing Blaze along her dick and making her eyes roll back into her head as she gave Brandy a smile and wiggled her hips to give her a show. Still hot, so blisteringly hot, but she had her Partner with her. She had all she could handle right now.

Her Bracelet beeped, surprising her. She felt about to burst even without real stimulation beyond Sparky's occasional nip. Everything was so intense. Was she really flagging?

"Hey," Calcine whispered, her voice a rumble in Brandy's ear. "I'll give you a choice. We can both fuck Morgan and see if we can teach her to sing."

That sounded good.

"Or I can use Fenny's stone here, and you can see if you can handle what's to come. Because I am feeling the Fire, Brandy, I want to set you aflame."

That also sounded good. Really good. Carkol Calcine, could she pass up seeing her evolve? But she didn't want to leave Morgan hanging or have Sparky miss out. If they fucked Morgan, then maybe Sparky could also join in. Her mind spun, trying to think of the perfect compromise. It was just all so tempting.

"Neither." Morgan cut in before Brandy could decide. "We came here for you, Calcine, so I will help a little. You decide what you want. That's what you're after. No looking at Brandy for permission. Be like Cinnamon. See what you want and take it. Don't hold back."

Option three was really good too. Brandy was Calcine's. She was happy to let Calcine do what she wanted with her. Eager. Excited. The Bracelet stopped beeping.

"She has some good ideas even if she has a cheeky mouth," Calcine said, orange eyes aglow. "I got a lot of plans to come, but what do I want right now? Well, why don't I just show you?"

Calcine's smile was infectious. Brandy couldn't wait.