Characters: Midori, Momoi and Sensei.
Author: orphan_account.
The latest edition had just released, and Momoi and Midori both were on a huge Pocket Monsters kick.
"Please please please please please... awww!" Midori complained, as the game console in her hands loaded into the wild pokemon encounter she'd just triggered, revealing not the shiny Eevee she was hunting for but instead another Zigzagoon. She'd had a feeling, that one was supposed to be the one!
With a grumbly groan and a bit of a pout on her pretty face, she glanced up and over to Momoi's nearby bed from where she lay stretched out comfortably across her own. The twin sisters did most everything together, but the pink-haloed of the pair wasn't gaming right now. She was wailing her head off, while Sensei railed into her from behind.
"Oneechan, I can't hardly hear the game music!" Midori complained, "You're always so loud!" She'd mashed A through the Zigzagoon fight and now returned her eyes to her screen, tracing out the new pattern of walking through the long grass that she hoped would finally get her the shiny Eevee she was chasing.
The sight of Sensei and Momoi going at it was nothing new. Their teacher was insatiable, the adult woman as enthusiastic about fucking countless hot loads into the twins as they were about their video games. Not that the girls minded, every moment they got to spend with the oh-so-busy Sensei of Kivotos one to be treasured. Maybe especially those moments spent between the sheets.
It was just, rare Pokémon didn't exactly catch themselves! And Midori knew she would be getting her own turn soon enough. She hardly needed to be any more thumpy in her chest and tingly between her thighs right now. So she was trying not to notice the way her sister's noisy moaning sounded somehow even louder and more stuffed full of pleasure than usual. Trying not to notice how Momoi's Plusle hoodie pyjamas, downright modest compared to the usual stuff Sensei bought for them to wear, only helped to highlight the girl's pale, petite rear when they were pushed up to expose it. Also exposed was the Plusle-tail plug currently lodged in her tight ass, jutting out from her small body to help the face and added ears on her hoodie make the little blonde look like the cute electric-type pokemon. Midori's matching Minun getup didn't have that feature.
Last but not least, there was that thick, wonderful cock, visibly coated in a layer of the loli love juices it was stirring up inside her big sister. Midori was definitely trying not to notice it. Yet she couldn't not be a bit antsy, constantly changing position as she continued to game. A Taillow on her back. Two more Zigzagoons after she rolled over onto her front. A few more fights on her side, faced away from the copulating pair now behind her. Then back on her back, with her knees up, and the scene to her left frequently pulling her big green eyes away from her screen.
"S-sensei! Ahhh, too, aannhh, much! Stop, stoooop! Aahh, I can't... haannh!"
Midori knew her sister - Momoi was about to cum. She watched the girl bury her flushed face in her pillow, pushing her hips out, presenting herself to be mated even despite her protests. The curly-haired woman behind her seized upon the offer, grabbing those skinny hips to pound at them all the harder. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh joined the pair's pleasured exclamations, before first schoolgirl, and then teacher, reached their peak. Midori watched with aroused interest as Momoi took a massive, sticky creampie, knowing well from experience just how it felt to have Sensei's warm seed spurt into you in so many thick, deliberate pulses.
When she looked back down at her screen she realised she'd run out of PP for Scratch, her mindless mashing only continually retrying the command. "Tch." She sat up and switched move, quickly polishing off the trash encounter. Just as she got her character into another, though, so too did she herself. A wild and needy Sensei had appeared beside her bed, completely naked, her skin glistening with a light sweat and her round breasts heaving from exertion. The woman wasn't done though, Midori immediately greeted by the press of an only slightly softened cock toward her cute face. It was big, really thick even by adult standards. Coated in her sister's slick, and a last dribble of potent semen still hanging from its tip. Midori's lips suddenly felt dry, and she licked them.
"Sensei..." The blonde teen looked up at the young woman, her eyes dancing with affection and her cheeks colouring with a sudden small burst of shyness. A hand left her console, little fingers curling around the member at its base to hold it firm as she began dutifully tonguing it clean. Tasting the heady mix of semen and her sister, she took pride and pleasure in it now being her and not the girl in the neighbouring bed drawing out those guttural, yet feminine sounds of satisfaction from above.
Pretty soon she'd set down her game system on the bed beside her, the synthesised brass and strings of the uptempo battle music left playing on loop as she suckled her beloved Sensei back to complete stiffness. A strong adult hand came to cradle her head through its ear-adorned hood and Midori melted into the firm touch, savouring the little show of affection as she made a bigger show of her own with her young mouth. The penis responded, quickly swollen again and throbbing with urgency against her wriggly tongue. That was when the blonde pulled back, feeling that smirk her older lover seemed to like so much start to form involuntarily on her lips. "Ready?"
Midori was very ready. Her skin goosepimpled with excitement as she watched Sensei join her in her small bed, feeling its shape shift beneath her from the added weight. Her bottle of melon-flavoured lubricant was quickly fetched from the top drawer. She slathered a palmful of the stuff over Sensei's ever-impressive length with great enjoyment, a few jerking pumps of her hand helping further work up her teacher and spread it over her skin. Her smirk broadened to see a larger hand immediately move in to replace her own when it withdrew, a hungry stare behind Sensei's big, round glasses as she masturbated to the sight of her naughty little student.
"Like what you see? Do I make a cute Minun?" To help the argument, Midori used her clean hand to yank her own hoodie on up past her hips, laying back with her knees up again, and her legs spread to properly reveal her lack of underwear. A groan from Sensei confirmed the desired impact, those piercing eyes focused right on her immature crotch. Midori didn't have a tail plug, the trademark minus sign of a Minun instead represented by a bright blue rectangle of latex affixed vertically along her pussy. It denied a view of her tight little slit, but only placed that much more emphasis on the puffy, prepubescent-looking lips that poked out partially from beneath it.
Her hand kept on tugging the front of her pyjamas upwards, revealing her flat belly and the cute little furrow at its middle. Continued still, until the slight swells at her chest were also bared for Sensei's viewing pleasure. She'd successfully captured the woman's gaze, feeding off the delight in those deep brown eyes as she let her fingers play across her petite breasts, cupping them briefly for emphasis, brushing up against the pink little nipples Sensei so loved to flick and lick and nibble. She'd waited long enough tonight though, and before long her hand was back down at her crotch. With one skinny finger, she traced a rough outline of that little strip of blue material, chest and cheeks warming as the teasing display caused Sensei's jerking hand to speed up. "Mmmnnff..." She couldn't help but slide that finger inwards, allow it to press into the groove of her obstructed cunny, already inflamed and wet with need beneath the tape that would see it for now go unfulfilled. At this point teasing herself just as much as anybody else.
So, it was time to see them both satisfied. Midori's lubricated hand joined the other, but lower, her hips rolling back as it pushed between her bumcheeks to search out the tiny star already aquiver with anticipation. Rather suiting her pokemon-themed getup, the touch of her slippery fingers to the small, puckered ring of her anus was electric. A whole different type of teasing, as she smeared in the left over gel, trying to prepare herself for the significant stretch about to come. She didn't allow her fingers inside herself, though, as much as it would have helped. That was Sensei's privilege. Wearing the maebari bought for her along with her outfit, sealing away her pussy and implicitly offering up her tight little Minun tailhole to her trainer, Midori liked it all much more than she felt she ought to. After waiting through her sister's turn, she wasn't going to lessen the big moment with a few fingers first!
Sensei's eyes seemed to always be calm, that adult superpower of detachment that ensured a responsible, correct decision in every critical situation. Not now. Now they flitted around over Midori's still-blossoming body with an anxious energy, before lifting to her own green pair in desperate search of a sign of readiness. "You can, Sensei~" offered the little blonde girl as she rotated her hips back further, her fingers curled around the bottoms of her shapely thighs to help keep them up in the air. That was all the woman needed, urgently surging forwards and grabbing Midori by her hips, a little squeak of surprise from the girl as she was lifted from the mattress and pulled forcibly into place between a pair of curvy adult thighs. Sensei was sitting atop her own legs, hips angled downwards, a hand wasting no time in guiding the swollen crown of her member to its target. "Nnnff..." Midori whimpered, suddenly not sure how ready she really was when that thick cock pressed so soon at her puckered entrance. But it was like not being ready for the big drop, on a rollercoaster she definitely wanted to ride.
"Ennnhh!" Air escaped Midori's mouth in a high-pitched gasp, followed by a rapid breath back in. It hurt, lubricant as always proving not quite sufficient for such mismatched penetration. Sensei was merciless, no time given to adjust before she was steadily pushing in deeper, stretching more and more of the loli asshole on offer around her considerable girth. Midori had to shut her eyes, fingers gripping at her thighs hard enough to pinken them, but the low grunt of unbridled lust from the woman claiming her made it worth it. Eventually, finally, Sensei had buried herself completely in the small girl, still-heavy balls resting against the gamer's childish buttocks. Only then did she pause, still panting a bit from the way Midori's body squeezed around her.
So deep... like we're locked together! Midori lay back, savouring the sensation of her beloved Sensei throbbing inside her despite the discomfort. Her eyes still closed, she didn't see the woman reach down, but felt the soft touch of fingers at her cheek. It helped, and so did time, the little blonde beginning to relax. She knew from experience how surprisingly good anal sex could feel, and once the twitchy, jittery nerves inside her found pleasure to signal along with the pain, it was a self-reinforcing cycle. Her body quickly grew hot, her skin tingling and pricking with sweat despite the Millennium air conditioning. Sensei fed her the tip of a thumb to suckle at, and her tongue pulled it into a reverent embrace. Between her legs she had caught aflame, her immature sex calling out to be touched, but still sealed away. Midori resolved to ignore it, to focus fully on Sensei inside her other little hole. Maybe I got hit by a Disable the little Minun-girl thought to herself with amusement. The moment of distraction prompted her eyes to finally crack open.
She found Sensei's gaze awaiting her, those pretty brown eyes hungry. Demanding, but with no lack for affection. Midori fell right into them, her own bright greens meeting the loving stare with one of her own. To think she could have such an effect on an adult, on Sensei... her smug little grin returned to her lips.
And that was when the woman's mercy ran out. Adult hips drew back and upwards, only to fall right upon Midori's once more, Sensei's thick hard cock spearing into her anew. "Nnh! Nhh! Hnnh!" came her cute little sounds of suffering, her teacher having not stopped with the first thrust and now claiming her rear with little apparent regard for how she might feel. Greedy strokes punctuated by hisses of pleasure endured from the older girl as she trained the incredibly tight ass of her student, her little Minun, to handle her cock yet again. It always took some stretching starting out.
Sensei is... using me! She wants me so badly! Midori's heart soared, and similarly her body barely felt its own weight against mattress and pillows beneath it. Any pain she would bear gladly, and the more her insides shaped themselves for Sensei, the better it felt for her too. She could never quite know when or how the next harsh dose of friction would come to make her tummy flutter, nothing like the curious poke of one or two of her own little fingers. Sensei's cock was simply too big, but it was Sensei's. That was why she was still wearing the contented smirk of the catgirl getting the cream.
"Aaaanhh! S-sensei... aannh... haaannh!" Midori found herself no less susceptible when her teacher finally settled upon a rhythm, claiming her with deep thrusts that stuffed more hot, needy cock into her tight little tush than it felt it should be able to take. She could hear the naked pleasure in her panted moans, and the satisfaction that swelled to replace desire in Sensei's. The pair were feeding off each other's evident arousal, triggering off one another indefinitely like a bugged skill interaction. Midori realised she must be mewling as loudly as Momoi had been before, but there was no option to be self-conscious with the greedy shoves of that massive cock ripping squeals of delight from her against her will. Once more, as always, Sensei proved she knew just how to treat her students.
The little gamer girl had meticulously plotted out her dream pokemon team, researched all the places where she could catch them and which she'd need to trade off her sister. She'd sketched her character from the game, together with all of them out of their pokeballs. The shiny Umbreon she was currently hunting for she'd drawn a few more times, coloured in to highlight its fantastic blue ringed pattern. And yet right now, Midori couldn't have even told somebody what she'd picked as a starter.
She'd recognised it in her twin sister before, but now all the signs were her own. All the little tingles and the big tingles just right. She was going to cum, even only from something up her butt. Sensei was unfair like that. A look could still make her giddy, a hand on her shoulder could make her chest thump like a final boss fight, and this thing between the woman's legs could make her-
"Iyaaahhnn!" Midori saturated the pastie over her pussylips, bliss washing over her like a tsunami. Her insides clenched, skinny hips spasming obscenely. Her fingers finally lost their grip on her thighs, but before her hips could roll forwards the woman inside her was also on top of her. She clung to the curvy, adult body as she rode out her orgasm, pulling the soft, comforting weight of it tighter against her tiny form. Their lips met and their tongues tangled, Sensei knowing she needed the kiss before she herself did. The woman hadn't slowed though, wouldn't until she'd cum, and on her own terms. Not that much later, it turned out, and Midori was just itching with satisfaction when she felt her beloved collapse against her, swell inside her, finally lose control. For a few moments there was nothing else, only the twitch of the woman's hefty balls against her bottom, and the flood of hot spunk that seared at her tender insides.
Sensei dripped with sweat, and had broken their kiss to pant for breath. It was a rare chance to see the woman with her impeccable defenses down, that made their time spent laying together all the sweeter, even still connected intimately below their waists. "Enjoy yourself?" Midori asked, but the question was left unanswered. Hardly needed to be. The warm throb of her lover's temporarily spent cock inside her was enough, the little blonde basking in the shared afterglow that her sister had been denied. She looked over to her twin with a satisfied smirk.
The pink-haloed girl was staring back at her, obvious envy in her eyes and the look of a well-fucked girl still plain on her face. "No fair!" the blonde complained, pouting as she turned back to her own pokemon game, and resumed slowly tapping through menus with only one hand. Her other hand was at her tail, the horny Plusle humping at a pillow beneath her hips as her fingers helped work the plug in and out of her tight bottom. "I wanted to do anal!"
Midori let out a cute giggle. Momoi could be shameless at times, but she loved her big sister, and getting to share Sensei with her like this made her happy beyond belief.
A gentle tap to the shoulder from Sensei grabbed her attention, and then a nod from the woman directed it to the game system still laying beside them on the bed. The battle music had been looping all this time, the game awaiting the input to tell it what the trainer wanted to do with the wild pokemon that'd been encountered. Midori's eyes flicked over to it, as suggested, before they began to widen. Is that... no way! No way no way no way!
An Eevee stared back at her, waving its big bushy tail. Its fur was almost silver in colour, in stark contrast to the usual chestnut brown. A shiny!
"Sensei... sorry, but, get off me!" The woman obliged with an adoring smile, mirth behind her glasses. Midori rolled onto her side as soon as she felt Sensei withdraw from inside her, immediately snatching the game console into her hands. Right away she was mentally mathing out her decision to make sure she didn't screw herself with a critical hit, trying not to let the aftermath of their lovemaking distract her as she felt it dribble from her already thoroughly-screwed rear. She felt Sensei alight from her bed, and heard her move back over to Momoi. Somehow, her sister even managed to make kissing noisy!
That was fine, though. She was selecting a pokeball, pausing in anticipation before hitting the button to throw. Holding Down and B once she saw the Pokeball close, watching it shake once, then twice, not even breathing as she waited for the third.
"I got it!"
It wasn't quite an anal orgasm from the woman she loved. But it was close.