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Let Me Take Care of That (Lay the Very Best - 339)
🕑 Added 2024-12-28 02:47:38 +0000 UTCMost Pokémon lost their heads the moment sex was near, but Ara was different. She was taking it slow and clearly enjoying watching Brandy squirm at her leisurely pace. Her hand was cool and firm. She'd added a little wetness to her palm to help slide against the dildo easily, and Brandy still wasn't used to wearing the thing. It wasn't like being fingered. The sensation had a pull to it, drawing out her breath and making her muscles tense up. She ached for a release that wasn't even possible, and the only thing soothing that desire was the knack Ara had for stopping just before Brandy thought she was going to crack. Every now and then, she'd stop and gently run her fingers down the length of the dildo or give a little twist on the base of the cock where it joined her panties as if testing the limits of what Brandy could endure.
"Are you feeling okay?" Ara asked, her other hand reaching up to rest on Brandy's head. She stroked her head like a pet, and the gentle caress made Brandy's knees buckle. Ara was a demon. "You look like you're getting tired. Here, let me rest your head."
Ara pulled Brandy's upper body up into her lap and guided Brandy's face into her chest. A big, soft, fabulous pair of tits squashed against her cheek. Ara still smelled faintly of the sea, and her skin had only the slightest hint of fine scales. They felt rough against Brandy's cheeks, but in the best way. Like an exfoliating sponge, her skin felt cleaner and more sensitive with every stroke. Brandy took a deep breath and let the ocean scent wash over her. Ara's heartbeat was slow and deep, a low drumbeat that reverberated through Brandy. Brandy's own pulse quickened as Ara ran a finger around her nipple. She could feel the coolness of her skin. The faint tingle of foaming water dappled on her finger as it circled. She took the tip of her nipple between two fingers, pinching and rolling it.
"How are you feeling, my gorgeous maid? Are you still holding on?" Ara asked, her voice soft and husky.
Brandy could only groan in response, the sound muffled by Ara's breasts. Her head was swimming, and she could feel her own heartbeat throbbing inside her skull. She could barely breathe, but even that felt like it was going to make her cum.
"Mmm, I wish I could feel you throbbing." Ara chuckled. "I saw some of your ladies out there, and they were imposing. You've gotten your hands around a nice thick cock, or two, haven't you, Brandy?"
She didn't wait for an answer but picked up the pace and strength of her strokes. It was simply too much. A ripple of moans was carved out of Brandy's lungs, and her hips bucked wildly, the dildo shaking violently in the harness.
"Ah, there's a good girl." Ara purred, her voice a soft and soothing bass rumble. She kissed Brandy's forehead, and the cold of it helped to calm Brandy's thoughts a little. Like an icepack for a headache, it just leeched out the sting from Brandy's aching need right now. The soft pillows of Ara's breasts weren't firm enough for Brandy to properly grind her face against, but she tried. Oh, she tried.
"That's it, let it out. You don't have to hold back any longer. I'll take care of everything."
Her strokes got faster and stronger, and Brandy's voice went from a whining whimper to a throaty roar. Her hips bucked, trying to fuck Ara's hand. It was too much, it was too good, it was...
The dildo snapped off. It'd popped right off the harness and flopped onto the ground. Ara stared down at it, then at the Brandy nestled in her breasts. Brandy smiled first. It was just a funny end to a domineering show.
"I'm a bit more gentle." Brandy said, "I think my partners would be upset if I did that."
"I don't break them!" Ara laughed. "That's never happened before! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ruin the moment."
"Don't worry. You didn't ruin anything." Brandy hooked her arm around Ara's shoulder and pulled her in for a kiss. "It was wonderful, thank you."
Ara leaned her forehead against Brandy's, eyes shut as they basked in the afterglow of the unique moment they'd just shared. It felt so intimate despite being so utterly strange.
"A shame I never got to use my lips," the Arctovish grinned, those sharp teeth gleaming. "I'd have sucked the soul right out of your body."
Brandy swallowed and shivered at the thought. The image of a woman like Ara with a mouth that wide trying to suck her fake dick was something else. It wouldn't be dangerous, but it'd certainly feel it with that mouth full of knives.
Ara had picked the dildo up and was turning it over in her hand, feeling the heft of it. Brandy just relaxed into Ara's stocky body; her Steam Engine slowed down from the cold, but it wasn't unpleasant. It was like drifting off to sleep, that thoughtless, sleepy comfort of a soft bed against your skin and nothing to worry about.
"I like this." Ara said, "You've got a really nice cock."
"Best human one you've seen?"
That got another laugh out of Ara. It was clearly the first she'd ever seen, so it had to be the best. But that didn't stop her from being a bit of a tease.
"I think you can't judge any dick until it's been through its paces," Ara said, running the tip of the dildo over Brandy's thighs and using it to part Brandy's legs. "Let Arabella show you how to use it properly."
"Yours isn't up to the task?" Brandy said, ducking her head into Ara's chest as if expecting a blow from that teasing joke. Usually, challenging a Pokémon like that was a surefire way to get pressed against a surface and fucked stupid. But Ara had ice in her veins, and if the barb got at her, it didn't show at all.
"You're far too breathless to handle me," Ara said, "You should be in a bed, being gently worshipped by your lovers until you drift off to sleep. But since they're busy, it's up to a mature lady to take care of you."
The dildo rested against Brandy's pussy. It was so cool that she almost wanted to beg Ara not to go further. Just leave it there, let the incredible calming feeling sink into her, and help her drift off to sleep.
"I could probably take you," Brandy murmured, "I've had a long day."
"This fossil knows you're a feisty, youthful thing," Ara chuckled. "We don't wake for any orgy that floats over our waters. It needs to stir something in our hearts and feed a longing. When I went to sleep, humans weren't strong enough to handle me anymore. Pokémon aren't meant to hang around for several lifetimes; we get too powerful, and there's no fun having every woman just melt in your lap."
"Barely dripping," Brandy lied. "Not even a bit of melting."
"Really? Well, I'm taking it too easy on you then."
The dildo sank inside her, and Brandy couldn't stop herself from squealing. There was a rush, a giddy delight at being filled up while in such a deliriously exhausted state. The dildo was also a dangerously potent weapon, as thick as Morgan's, and she was always a very pleasurable stretch. Thankfully having to grip it stopped Ara from using the full length because if Brandy had been fucked with Sparky's size and Morgan's girth, she'd have broken on the spot.
"Ahh, that's what you needed." Ara's nostrils flared as she took a deep, hungry breath. "I can feel the warmth wafting off you now. I'd love to get between those legs and just lap you until sunrise. But I'm not cruel enough to stretch this out. Not when a sweet little thing is just begging to be put to bed."
Ara was true to her word. She kept the length short, letting Brandy adjust, and she took the time to let Brandy really enjoy the feeling of being fucked by her own toy. Each thrust was like a wave washing over Brandy, an almost sensual and soothingly slow pounding. It wasn't like being pounded by Sparky or ridden by Morgan. Ara broke Brandy down bit by bit, like being slowly ground down by a glacier.
Brandy sighed and moaned, the sounds rising from her chest without thought. She was melting, but not because of any Move or special technique. She was being done in by tenderness. Her head was light, her limbs heavy, and her thoughts drifting. The only thing holding her in place was the cool body next to hers, the arms wrapping her up in a protective hug, and the gentle rocking of the boat under her.
It was a dangerous fighting style Ara had. She made it so Brandy didn't want to fight, just dissolve into her and let Ara take care of everything. Brandy couldn't muster up the energy to push back; her Steam Engine was barely alive, and her stamina reserves were shot. If she wanted to fight back, she'd have to do it lazily, a sloppy, tired fuck without any of her usual fiery passion.
Brandy had wanted a real challenge. Now she was stuck in the lap of it and slowly being brought to orgasm by her own cock. She was going to need to dig deep and get really creative here.
A tiny flicker of heat sheltered itself in Brandy's heart. The promise of the challenge was the only thing keeping it from blowing out. It'd have to be enough. Brandy wasn't going down without a fight.
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I think Ara is building Brandy up to the fight Ara wants which requires a rested Brandy able to take what is going to be given. An excellent chapter for this story and a great testing of Brandy’s true skills
