Chapter 10
It would have made sense for me to rest for the remainder of my weekend. Would have made sense, seeing as it was my weekend, my job was a Monday to Friday bout of physical labour, and in my off hours I had rampant, intense sex. I could have just curled up with my girls and watched a movie, maybe some light petting to keep them happy, and had a nice relaxing time. Instead, I had helped my sister pick up everything she wanted for 'Blayze'--that hurt to so much as say--before coming back home to find urgent IMs from Bill.
"Dude! I'm going to Zero tonight and for the rest of the weekend, and I'm dragging your ass with me. It's going to be great!"
Repeated ad nauseum, seemingly every five minutes.
"Calm down," was my response, settling in to find out just what he wanted. It was two in the afternoon, I had my microwaved lunch beside me, and was sort of looking forward to relaxing.
Zero was apparently an underground club of sorts that shifted locations every weekend, and it had come to nearby Hearthome City for this weekend. It was called Zero because of what it stood for; "boundaries, inhibitions, limitations".
"I'm pretty sure I read a book with that," was my only response.
"You don't get it, man. Look, I'm picking you up in about twenty minutes. Be in front of the Pokecenter, but don't bring Meg. She's not quite ready for it."
I shrugged and rather agreed, not even sure I was ready for it. It was worth a look though, so I left Meg and Delcatty alone again, telling them to just try to be subtle in case it alerted mom or Amy, or even the sensitive-to-pheromones male Pokemon now hanging out in the house.
Aw, crap.
Of course, that realization hit me as Bill pulled up in his clunker of a car, and I honestly couldn't say I was surprised. Lopunny sat in the back seat, though, bursting out to grab me into a massive hug where she didn't so much aim for my shoulders and chest as much as it was my legs, and I had no illusions to the idea she would have fellated me right there had I not gently pushed her away. "Not right now, girl. I'm still getting over something with a Charizard earlier today, give me time."
"A Charizard, nice," he nodded as I got in the passenger's side door, Lopunny returning to the back seat where I noticed she had a partner, a Furret with a raging hard-on that she eagerly jumped onto since I had turned her away.
What the hell was I getting into?
Her ass on eager display as she did everything she could to get my attention in the rear-view mirror, I averted my gaze to look out the window as it went, thinking of some idle conversation to drown out the lusty moans I loved so much. "Yes," I put on my best Keanu Reeves voice, "It was most triumphant."
He responded with a chuckle. Damn.
"So what is this Zero place for exactly?" I tried conversation again.
"About half of the porn you saw on those sites? Recorded at Zero. By actual trainers and Pokemon. It's sort of a random thing, and you're supposed to bring one Pokemon when you come and they'll arrange things to try and keep it depending on what you ask for."
"What exactly did we ask for?"
"Straight male stuff, obviously. But since it's the local Pokephilia people, I cashed in a favour just for you."
I was increasingly worried, just because it involved Bill and thinking. He wasn't all that bright, and I was sort of afraid he had messed up and I was going to be stuck with a male Luxray or something. On tape. Go me.
"What is it, exactly?"
"Well, we'll probably be doing a couple, just for material, but you're going to love one of them. You'll see, though."
We took the rest of the ride in silence, though at least he turned on the radio so we had some classic rock to drown out the sounds of sex as Lopunny tried her damndest to make her jealous. And I'll admit, I wanted to go back there and pound her slutty ass while she rode the Furret. I didn't, though, especially now that I knew I'd be having a whole lot of sex coming up. Lopunny could wait.
.......................................
Club Zero. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.
And it was great!
The entire building was draped in black. Rooms ran off everywhere where I assumed the recordings were going on, while the majority of the building was a large room that seemed more traditionally like a club. Loud, obnoxious music played, the air heavy with a mix of sweat and fake fog, naked bodies swaying and heaving atop each other while others managed to control themselves and just dance or enjoy a drink, most likely people fresh from coitus and taking a break judging by this crowd. I was willing to push myself past my limit when there was a single Pokemon to do naughty things to. This was a building of people gathered only to fuck each other wildly.
A girl on a leash passed by us, pulled by two Machamp into an open room, the door closing behind them, and I was sure she was going to be filled. Someone with a clipboard by the door noted it off and approached us as we circled around the dance floor.
"Bill, Adam, Lopunny, Furret." Bill rattled off our party name. I noticed there were no last names dropped, probably an anonymity thing.
The man run down the list and then nodded, reaching into a large folder beneath the clipboard and handing us each papers. "Have fun."
I ran down the list of what was apparently my recording itinerary. Was it really this easy? Just sign up, bring a Pokemon, and I'd be let in to record rampant, anonymous sex for cameras?
I loved Pokephilia!
I read the top one out loud while my heart sunk. "Room seven at 3:30, Bill. Uh...I think they forgot a Pokemon. And a vagina."
"No dude, we never know what Pokemon it's going to be. You'll be either solo or with other humans, but it'll just list the humans. They handle everything randomly, and it's supposed to be a secret. I know our first one, and it's our only scene together."
"You're not telling?"
His lips were sealed.
..............................................
Furret and Lopunny had wandered off to do their own thing, knowing when they were needed, when Bill and I went off to our first scene. We stepped in, and I almost blew my load at the sight before me.
A Vulpix.
At the top of my "to do" list was Vulpix, and fresh off sex with a fire type, I was on cloud nine without even getting my pants off. She looked so adorable, so fuckable, her holes surely real tight and radiantly hot, slicked up just for me.
The camera crew--two people who seemed pretty nonchalant over the most adorable of all Pokemon begging to be fucked in their midst--gave us the rundown of what we were expected to do in the scene. It consisted of just "fuck Vulpix" and "make sure we can get the action on film, though".
"No homo," he called as he dropped his pants. "We're ganging up on this Vulpix, not each other."
"Agreed." I didn't care what he did really, since I was getting Vulpix pussy and only that mattered now.
My pants followed and within moments we were upon her, her face lit up with a lusty, whorish smile as I offered my cock to her. Her soft tongue brushed along the tip, shudders running down my back as I pulled back against every instinct to ram it down her throat and go wild on her. She was small, delicate, to be treated with love and care. At about two feet, she was only a third or so my size, the smallest I had ever been with, and it was a challenge not to full-on break her.
Complicating matters was Bill, coming up behind her with his usual goofy grin as he stroked her tail, warning her to brace herself. It would be my first male-female-male threesome, and the double penetration was another obstacle of keeping her in one piece.
Despite my reservations, though, Bill proved just as gentle as I was. Slowly he caressed her red-brown fur, toying with her tail as he fed it into her slick pussy bit by bit, meeting her resistance with arms in the air and slowly getting past. As she took in more of him, she eagerly took in more of me, moving her neck forward just a bit to get in a little more cock to suck on, which I was happy to supply.
"She's no beginner," he said. "It takes some time to get into her all the way before she's loosened up, but you don't need to worry about fucking her too hard. She likes it rough."
The muffled "Vul" sound that escaped around my shaft seemed to agree with his sentiment. I looked Bill straight in the eye and smiled, both of our heads nodding in synch as we had our unspoken game plan set.
Vulpix never saw it coming. So calm going in, we played with her so sensitively until the blond had adequately loosened up her vagina. Then, with a shared smile, we both looked down at the adorable fire-type and let loose our assault. My hands clutched her maw, Bill's her slight hips, and we fucked her with all our might. And it was glorious.
.................................................
"Pix," she softly moaned, smiling for the camera as she gave the underside of Bill's penis a few licks while he stroked the rest of it fervently over her body.
We had rolled her over when we switched, letting her lie face-up while I knelt down and pounded her pussy and Bill eagerly awaited the chance to cum all over her face. Some of my cum rested on her face and a bit of Bill's on her tail. Because she so eagerly demanded it, I had reached back around myself so my hand was poised on her rear, working a single finger into her ass, a hole far too tight for penetration. Damn, what was it with fire types and anal?
I owed Bill big time, because Vulpix delivered in every possible way. Her pussy constricted me so much I was afraid she'd tear my penis off and it'd be left inside there just because of the sheer tightness, strangely accented by a light suction that pulled me in with every thrust. Oh, how I loved to get lost in her inner core, the wet pleasure center that so warmly accepted me. It was calming as the soothing heat again burned away every minor ache, rejuvenating me and granting me energy to carry on. Energy that would come in handy as the weekend went on--this whole thing ran through Sunday evening.
I was out to wreck her, fuck her as rough as a Pokemon three times her size, make her scream and squirt all over my cock. The camera crew no longer existed, Bill only there in the technical sense as he occupied her mouth, her soft licks interrupting the slowly rising sounds of intense pleasure I granted her. They swelled up into a sweet, sweet piece of music I wouldn't soon forget. More angelic than Tori and dripping with more raw sexuality than Janis.
Life was good.
Bill lost it first, much to my amazement since he had been doing this longer and wasn't fucking the top of his list. His dick twitched a little before he poured his cum all over Vulpix's face. Gleefully she moaned, licking up what she could as he went into some zen state of mind, masturbating all through his rather impressive stream and a little after that as the stray threads of white goo shook a little with all the movement between their ends.
Her small tongue tried eagerly to get whatever it could, even though a fair bit of it was on her body and not her face. Bill withdrew with a sigh as she began the process of licking herself clean. The sight was too much for me, and the feelings and tastes probably too much for her, as I pulled out seconds before her orgasm, my finger still working her ass, blowing my own load all over her white fur underside. With the saliva and cum, the fur quickly became matted as she licked herself clean, her juices spilling out as my balls remained against her slit.
"That's a wrap!" the cameraman said as he took out the tape and, mechanically, we were sent out to the dance floor to await our next appointment. No afterglow, no nuzzling or anything. Just told to get dressed and get out.
I thanked Bill and we set back out to the dance floor. We'd probably get separated in the crowd the rest of the weekend, so he directed me to who I could see for my hotel key, free bed being another perk of staying.
When I got there, of course, I found a girl bent over a table, her frilly dress hiked up while a very eager Typhlosion reamed her.
Not one to want my own sex interrupted, I waited it out, merely enjoying the sight of the girl, her face painted over with a pleasure-induced daze, getting fucked hard. When she noticed me, she gave me a quick wink. "I'll be with you shortly!" she cried out far louder and pantier than she intended.
I was gonna like it here.
"Dude! I'm going to Zero tonight and for the rest of the weekend, and I'm dragging your ass with me. It's going to be great!"
Repeated ad nauseum, seemingly every five minutes.
"Calm down," was my response, settling in to find out just what he wanted. It was two in the afternoon, I had my microwaved lunch beside me, and was sort of looking forward to relaxing.
Zero was apparently an underground club of sorts that shifted locations every weekend, and it had come to nearby Hearthome City for this weekend. It was called Zero because of what it stood for; "boundaries, inhibitions, limitations".
"I'm pretty sure I read a book with that," was my only response.
"You don't get it, man. Look, I'm picking you up in about twenty minutes. Be in front of the Pokecenter, but don't bring Meg. She's not quite ready for it."
I shrugged and rather agreed, not even sure I was ready for it. It was worth a look though, so I left Meg and Delcatty alone again, telling them to just try to be subtle in case it alerted mom or Amy, or even the sensitive-to-pheromones male Pokemon now hanging out in the house.
Aw, crap.
Of course, that realization hit me as Bill pulled up in his clunker of a car, and I honestly couldn't say I was surprised. Lopunny sat in the back seat, though, bursting out to grab me into a massive hug where she didn't so much aim for my shoulders and chest as much as it was my legs, and I had no illusions to the idea she would have fellated me right there had I not gently pushed her away. "Not right now, girl. I'm still getting over something with a Charizard earlier today, give me time."
"A Charizard, nice," he nodded as I got in the passenger's side door, Lopunny returning to the back seat where I noticed she had a partner, a Furret with a raging hard-on that she eagerly jumped onto since I had turned her away.
What the hell was I getting into?
Her ass on eager display as she did everything she could to get my attention in the rear-view mirror, I averted my gaze to look out the window as it went, thinking of some idle conversation to drown out the lusty moans I loved so much. "Yes," I put on my best Keanu Reeves voice, "It was most triumphant."
He responded with a chuckle. Damn.
"So what is this Zero place for exactly?" I tried conversation again.
"About half of the porn you saw on those sites? Recorded at Zero. By actual trainers and Pokemon. It's sort of a random thing, and you're supposed to bring one Pokemon when you come and they'll arrange things to try and keep it depending on what you ask for."
"What exactly did we ask for?"
"Straight male stuff, obviously. But since it's the local Pokephilia people, I cashed in a favour just for you."
I was increasingly worried, just because it involved Bill and thinking. He wasn't all that bright, and I was sort of afraid he had messed up and I was going to be stuck with a male Luxray or something. On tape. Go me.
"What is it, exactly?"
"Well, we'll probably be doing a couple, just for material, but you're going to love one of them. You'll see, though."
We took the rest of the ride in silence, though at least he turned on the radio so we had some classic rock to drown out the sounds of sex as Lopunny tried her damndest to make her jealous. And I'll admit, I wanted to go back there and pound her slutty ass while she rode the Furret. I didn't, though, especially now that I knew I'd be having a whole lot of sex coming up. Lopunny could wait.
.......................................
Club Zero. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.
And it was great!
The entire building was draped in black. Rooms ran off everywhere where I assumed the recordings were going on, while the majority of the building was a large room that seemed more traditionally like a club. Loud, obnoxious music played, the air heavy with a mix of sweat and fake fog, naked bodies swaying and heaving atop each other while others managed to control themselves and just dance or enjoy a drink, most likely people fresh from coitus and taking a break judging by this crowd. I was willing to push myself past my limit when there was a single Pokemon to do naughty things to. This was a building of people gathered only to fuck each other wildly.
A girl on a leash passed by us, pulled by two Machamp into an open room, the door closing behind them, and I was sure she was going to be filled. Someone with a clipboard by the door noted it off and approached us as we circled around the dance floor.
"Bill, Adam, Lopunny, Furret." Bill rattled off our party name. I noticed there were no last names dropped, probably an anonymity thing.
The man run down the list and then nodded, reaching into a large folder beneath the clipboard and handing us each papers. "Have fun."
I ran down the list of what was apparently my recording itinerary. Was it really this easy? Just sign up, bring a Pokemon, and I'd be let in to record rampant, anonymous sex for cameras?
I loved Pokephilia!
I read the top one out loud while my heart sunk. "Room seven at 3:30, Bill. Uh...I think they forgot a Pokemon. And a vagina."
"No dude, we never know what Pokemon it's going to be. You'll be either solo or with other humans, but it'll just list the humans. They handle everything randomly, and it's supposed to be a secret. I know our first one, and it's our only scene together."
"You're not telling?"
His lips were sealed.
..............................................
Furret and Lopunny had wandered off to do their own thing, knowing when they were needed, when Bill and I went off to our first scene. We stepped in, and I almost blew my load at the sight before me.
A Vulpix.
At the top of my "to do" list was Vulpix, and fresh off sex with a fire type, I was on cloud nine without even getting my pants off. She looked so adorable, so fuckable, her holes surely real tight and radiantly hot, slicked up just for me.
The camera crew--two people who seemed pretty nonchalant over the most adorable of all Pokemon begging to be fucked in their midst--gave us the rundown of what we were expected to do in the scene. It consisted of just "fuck Vulpix" and "make sure we can get the action on film, though".
"No homo," he called as he dropped his pants. "We're ganging up on this Vulpix, not each other."
"Agreed." I didn't care what he did really, since I was getting Vulpix pussy and only that mattered now.
My pants followed and within moments we were upon her, her face lit up with a lusty, whorish smile as I offered my cock to her. Her soft tongue brushed along the tip, shudders running down my back as I pulled back against every instinct to ram it down her throat and go wild on her. She was small, delicate, to be treated with love and care. At about two feet, she was only a third or so my size, the smallest I had ever been with, and it was a challenge not to full-on break her.
Complicating matters was Bill, coming up behind her with his usual goofy grin as he stroked her tail, warning her to brace herself. It would be my first male-female-male threesome, and the double penetration was another obstacle of keeping her in one piece.
Despite my reservations, though, Bill proved just as gentle as I was. Slowly he caressed her red-brown fur, toying with her tail as he fed it into her slick pussy bit by bit, meeting her resistance with arms in the air and slowly getting past. As she took in more of him, she eagerly took in more of me, moving her neck forward just a bit to get in a little more cock to suck on, which I was happy to supply.
"She's no beginner," he said. "It takes some time to get into her all the way before she's loosened up, but you don't need to worry about fucking her too hard. She likes it rough."
The muffled "Vul" sound that escaped around my shaft seemed to agree with his sentiment. I looked Bill straight in the eye and smiled, both of our heads nodding in synch as we had our unspoken game plan set.
Vulpix never saw it coming. So calm going in, we played with her so sensitively until the blond had adequately loosened up her vagina. Then, with a shared smile, we both looked down at the adorable fire-type and let loose our assault. My hands clutched her maw, Bill's her slight hips, and we fucked her with all our might. And it was glorious.
.................................................
"Pix," she softly moaned, smiling for the camera as she gave the underside of Bill's penis a few licks while he stroked the rest of it fervently over her body.
We had rolled her over when we switched, letting her lie face-up while I knelt down and pounded her pussy and Bill eagerly awaited the chance to cum all over her face. Some of my cum rested on her face and a bit of Bill's on her tail. Because she so eagerly demanded it, I had reached back around myself so my hand was poised on her rear, working a single finger into her ass, a hole far too tight for penetration. Damn, what was it with fire types and anal?
I owed Bill big time, because Vulpix delivered in every possible way. Her pussy constricted me so much I was afraid she'd tear my penis off and it'd be left inside there just because of the sheer tightness, strangely accented by a light suction that pulled me in with every thrust. Oh, how I loved to get lost in her inner core, the wet pleasure center that so warmly accepted me. It was calming as the soothing heat again burned away every minor ache, rejuvenating me and granting me energy to carry on. Energy that would come in handy as the weekend went on--this whole thing ran through Sunday evening.
I was out to wreck her, fuck her as rough as a Pokemon three times her size, make her scream and squirt all over my cock. The camera crew no longer existed, Bill only there in the technical sense as he occupied her mouth, her soft licks interrupting the slowly rising sounds of intense pleasure I granted her. They swelled up into a sweet, sweet piece of music I wouldn't soon forget. More angelic than Tori and dripping with more raw sexuality than Janis.
Life was good.
Bill lost it first, much to my amazement since he had been doing this longer and wasn't fucking the top of his list. His dick twitched a little before he poured his cum all over Vulpix's face. Gleefully she moaned, licking up what she could as he went into some zen state of mind, masturbating all through his rather impressive stream and a little after that as the stray threads of white goo shook a little with all the movement between their ends.
Her small tongue tried eagerly to get whatever it could, even though a fair bit of it was on her body and not her face. Bill withdrew with a sigh as she began the process of licking herself clean. The sight was too much for me, and the feelings and tastes probably too much for her, as I pulled out seconds before her orgasm, my finger still working her ass, blowing my own load all over her white fur underside. With the saliva and cum, the fur quickly became matted as she licked herself clean, her juices spilling out as my balls remained against her slit.
"That's a wrap!" the cameraman said as he took out the tape and, mechanically, we were sent out to the dance floor to await our next appointment. No afterglow, no nuzzling or anything. Just told to get dressed and get out.
I thanked Bill and we set back out to the dance floor. We'd probably get separated in the crowd the rest of the weekend, so he directed me to who I could see for my hotel key, free bed being another perk of staying.
When I got there, of course, I found a girl bent over a table, her frilly dress hiked up while a very eager Typhlosion reamed her.
Not one to want my own sex interrupted, I waited it out, merely enjoying the sight of the girl, her face painted over with a pleasure-induced daze, getting fucked hard. When she noticed me, she gave me a quick wink. "I'll be with you shortly!" she cried out far louder and pantier than she intended.
I was gonna like it here.