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Downward-Facing Doggystyle (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 340)
🕑 Added 2024-12-30 01:41:53 +0000 UTC"Are you alright there?" Ara asked, a note of concern creeping into her voice. "You're so quiet. Are you getting tired? Do you need me to stop?"
Brandy didn't answer, she was floating peacefully on a cloud of relaxation, letting her thoughts drift away. The slow dildo fucking was quite different from the sex Brandy was used to. Usually, sex was a torrid, passionate thing where backs got scratched, shoulders nibbled, and there was a whole lot of enthusiastic grinding. There was none here; Ara was an incredibly gentle lover, and Brandy found it both sweet and infuriating. Sweet because it was absolutely heavenly to be a part of, and infuriating because she hadn't worked out how to fight back against it yet. It was treatment befitting a princess, Ara putting the utmost care into slowly coaxing out an orgasm while also gently smothering Brandy with her body so every part of her felt attended to.
On the other hand, the things Ara was saying were not the sort of thing you'd say to a princess unless you had plans to make an heir with her.
"Mmm, you've got a tight little pussy." Ara purred, her voice deep and rich, filling the sea air. "I love the way you clench down on this. Like your body wants to pull it deeper, you've got a real bite for such a sleepy woman."
Brandy's eyes were half closed, and she was having a hell of a trouble focusing. It was like being drunk, and every flexing of Ara's wrist to roll the dildo over her slick insides was another shot of sugary spirits floated into her system.
"I can feel your pulse against my breast," Ara said, her voice soft and slow, like she was whispering a bedtime story to a child. "You've two heartbeats, you know? A gentle relaxed thrum, and a heavier thump, steady but slow."
Ara curled her fingers under the dildo and pressed to drag it over the high walls of Brandy's pussy. Brandy arched her back and groaned, her arms tightening around Ara as she buried her face into a breast. Ara was unfairly good with the toy; it made sense that a fossil Pokémon would have a wealth of experience pleasuring women, but Ara's skills were almost Psychic. She just knew how to make Brandy squirm. As floaty as she felt, Brandy summoned up what little energy she had left and forced her lips to move, speaking right into the silky softness of Ara's breast.
"Steam Engine. Got it off Calcine. It keeps me going if I'm warm and wet."
"I see," Ara hummed, kissing the top of Brandy's head. "Then bad luck for you. I've got Ice Body. That pleasant chill you feel on your skin? That's my body telling you to relax. Most women I've slept with they're barely able to hang off me by the time I'm done with them. You'll be my little boneless Jellicent. Won't you, Brandy?"
As Ara had said, Brandy could feel the effects of the Ice Body. The pleasant coolness that radiated from the Arctovish's skin sunk into Brandy's bones, unwinding all the aches of heavily worked muscles and leaving a pleasant fuzz in its place. The gentle, cool touch of her hands and the soft caress of her lips were further soothing balms. The only warmth came from the rolling piston of the dildo plunging into her in time with her slow, steady heartbeats. Calcine's Steam Engine wasn't going to help Brandy here, and as perfect a counter Flame Body would be, Brandy still didn't know how to draw out that old inheritance like she had when fighting Nibbles.
Bug eyes and a crow's luck would have to do.
A face buried in breast didn't leave much for Brandy to see, but by swaying her body with the slow rocking of the dildo, she caught some quick glimpses of the situation. Morgan was in Marina's lap, having her feathers preened as she casually watched Brandy. The Murkrow would never admit it, but Brandy could just tell she was waiting to see if she needed to jump in and help. It'd be a bad play. Morgan could probably fight Ara to a standstill, but Brandy would fall asleep almost immediately without stimulation.
That may be why Morgan hadn't jumped in yet. She had a knack for picking her moment to make a dramatic entrance. If she hadn't swooped in to be the heroine, that meant there was still something Brandy could do.
There wasn't much to see that clued Brandy into what that was. Only the pale, smooth flesh of Ara's skin and the blue tattoo-like shapes decorating her shoulders. Brandy needed to see more, so when Ara thrust with the dildo, Brandy rode it up, a wail keening in her throat as she felt the hard shaft slide almost all the way out. The absence of it left a horrible hollow feeling, and Brandy sighed with relief when Ara got a hold of Brandy's ass and gently eased it back in.
"What a wonderful handful for me." Ara purred, "Don't worry, I won't let you fall."
Her breasts pressed flat against the hard muscles of Brandy's stomach, and Brandy wiggled to get her chin on Ara's shoulder so she could look past. The hole that Calcine had spanked Monique through was behind Ara a few meters away, which might as well be miles for all the strength Brandy had. Calcine, Monique, and Sparky were down there. Warmth, Wet, and a bug who'd absolutely narrate their whole fight with ear-burning enthusiasm.
Brandy had to somehow get across those few meters without using her tiny energy reserves. Morgan could blow them with a Hurricane, but it'd be risky. Ara hadn't shown off any of her moves yet; if she countered it, then it was over. Far better to get Ara to do it without realizing how. Taking a deep breath to moan, Brandy tried to push her chest out as much as possible with the lungful of air, pressing her shoulder blades back against the arm Ara had around her for support and expanding her grip as much as possible. When her hold felt loose, Brandy bit her bottom lip, drew on the warm, golden energy of Super Luck, and let herself drop.
Brandy wanted to get her head in Ara's lap. It was a risky play, but Super Luck could help any bad hand win as long as there was a way. Brandy was dropping down onto her own dildo, and that anchor in her pussy meant Ara's arm wouldn't stretch out far enough for her to just slide her body down. She had to undulate, to push her ass out and up in tandem with her face sliding down Ara's stomach. Her mouth opened as her head slid along the soft folds of Ara's belly. Brandy felt a thrill of victory as she got to nuzzle a rather cute tummy and then press her ass up even higher and fold herself so her face rolled over the love handles and right into Ara's lap.
"Well, well. Sexy, flexible, and eager," Ara's voice was still low but a little harder now. The soft, languid lover had given way to a predator sensing danger. "You really were worth waking up for."
Brandy would have answered, but she had a face full of Arctovish dick. A very stylish dick! The base had the same blue waves with white spots pattern on the skin that matched Ara's shoulders and hips. It lay flush against Ara's thigh, soft, but Ara was clearly a shower because there was plenty of it to show off. Brandy didn't waste time and tackled it in the middle, pursing her lips and sucking hard. Brandy's tongue rolled along the underside for support as she shook her head gently like she was just wafting her hair in the breeze.
Ara twisted her wrist and almost fished Brandy right off her dick with a gentle pull of the dildo; the pressure from fighting back was toe-curling. Ara's gentle sawing as she pulled scratched such a deep itch, and despite spots flickering in front of her eyes, Brandy held firm. The dildo was still slippery with her own juices, and Brandy had a bit of sweat on her that made it hard for Ara to get a firm hold. Brandy didn't bother playing nice; she was fighting for her life here. She took a deep breath, curled her mouth around the head of Ara's cock, and rolled her body to slip the soft, smooth shaft down her throat. No mercy to be had, built up a hum in her throat and shook her ass, trying to slide off the dildo.
"Behave!" Ara laughed. "Or I'll have to make you stay still."
She couldn't do it with strength alone; the arched positioning gave Brandy a lot of weight to push with her shoulders. The only way Ara could keep Brandy still was to use a Move, and for a Water and Ice Type, there was a clear pick for keeping something still. White Ice patterns blossomed along Ara's skin, freezing the water on the deck below and making Brandy's skin tingle as the sweat against her body turned to powdery ice. Ara was ruthless in freezing all the moisture, but in a way that instead of icy lumps, it all came apart as powdery snow; even the cock Brandy was sucking suddenly had a crisp, sharp taste to it as Brandy's own spit turned back to snowmelt.
Slippy, wet snowmelt. Brandy dug the balls of her feet into the deck and thrust forward, putting all her weight on her shoulders as she pumped the dildo deep into herself. So deep that it just took her apart in a blinding orgasm that almost fucked the whole ridiculous maneuver up. Thankfully, it turned out you could even use Super Luck on some orgasmic flailing. Brandy got to push Ara's butt back into her own cascading snow melt and then, with all that lubrication, just slide the both of them across the deck towards the hole with one big kick.
There were a few flaws in the plan. Like Brandy had a half-hard dick crammed down her throat, and she was now falling. The landing might be a really big choking hazard, but that was a problem for when they landed.
There was a consolation to the upcoming throat ruining. For a brief moment, Brandy heard Ara's cool demeanor break and the Arctovish scream in panic.
It wasn't a total victory, but definitely a point on the board.
Comments
Irish Not Sane
Certainly a hope for future stories
Sheylyra
but i think Ara will greatly enjoy it, maybe she even sticks around to see what is new in the world
Ben
A point is a point. *Sparky marks a single point on the chalkboard*
M R
Very Brandy move there and I think this is going to be one hell of a sex battle and more fun then I think Ara is ready for
