A Salty Sweet Treat
Holy crap, I wrote something purely hetero. What is the world coming to? I'm going to have to turn in my gay card. Really, though, although I'm typically a male-on-male kinda guy, I tend to have an exception for stories with non-human males and human females. Don't ask me why, I couldn't tell you. This also has been finished for a bit, as with a number of stories since my writing sped up in March. I've got a bit of a backlog, which is useful because I've got some longer stories planned and they're gonna take some time to finish.
I also don't mean to overload you guys with Sceptile, although one could argue that I'm just compensating for the criminal lack of it thus far. But I didn't have much option here, because this wasn't just a random choice...this was actually prompted by a piece of a dream that managed to stick with me. "Mommy says a Sceptile is a salty sweet treat, and that's why she licks him sometimes." No, I don't know why that was in my dreams, but my brain goes weird places sometimes.
OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: This story contains sexual acts between a male and female, kind-of cheating, and poorly-planned attempts to protect a little girl's innocence.
"Who's that?" Jeanie pointed to the rough crayon-drawn green thing on Nicole's paper.
"That's Sully. He's a Sceptile. He helps take care of me sometimes." It didn't really look that much like a Sceptile, but for six-year-olds it was enough.
"Is he your mommy's Pokémon?"
"He's my daddy's, but mommy likes him too. I even saw her licking him a little while ago."
"Ew! Why would she do that?"
"Mommy says a Sceptile is a salty sweet treat, and that's why she licks him sometimes. She said I shouldn't lick him, though, unless he tells me I can."
"That's weird, I don't wanna lick Pokémon, no matter whether they're sweet or not."
"Yeah, maybe not. That just seems gross and weird."
"It's not funny!" Charlene insisted, to no avail as Sully quivered on the bed with poorly-repressed laughter. She knew she would regret telling him about the excuse she had given Nicole, in a moment of panic when she asked about something she had seen.
"That's what you told her? Really?"
"I had to come up with something! It was just...too on the spot to try to make up a better story. I can't believe she saw us..."
Sully shook his head and shrugged, still chuckling madly. "I don't understand humans sometimes. Our kids are pretty much straight told what mating is and how and why it happens. They turn out just fine."
"Your kids get that stuff a lot faster! She wouldn't understand, I can't just..." She threw up her hands in exasperation. "I guess I'm lucky she didn't see anything more than that!"
"I dunno, I'd like to hear what you'd tell her about that!" Sully raised a hand as Charlene threw a pillow at him, deflecting it smoothly.
"Not funny!"
"I disagree!"
She huffed and folded her arms. She wasn't really angry at Sully, after all it wasn't his fault...she just didn't see the humor in it. Well, not now, anyway...she'd probably laugh about it later herself. But that time to get used to it would be nice, and it was a little annoying that he was so relaxed about it to make light of it.
Her annoyance faded quickly, though, as he scooted over and put his arms around her. "Hey, you know it's no big deal. If she doesn't understand then she's not gonna think anything of it, and she'll quickly accept what you say. And you won't have to worry about any facts-of-life stuff for a good while! So don't worry about it, okay?"
Sighing, she leaned back into him. "You're right...I won't have any trouble with her. Jack needs a good talking to about the facts of life before she does."
"He probably won't understand any better than she does, for all I've been able to get through to him. But...that's why I'm here."
He moaned as she licked along his shaft, her fully nude body prone across the bed, him on his knees as she worked him over. Her tongue rubbed along the red flesh, sending shivers through Sully's spine as he tried to keep himself still, letting her do as she pleased with him. It was fantastic pleasure, taking all his self-control not to push it further.
Sully was technically Jack's Pokémon, though he was more than amenable to listen to them both. They were close, but they hadn't been close in that way, not until Jack had stopped giving her that kind of attention. Truthfully, he'd gotten somewhat distant in general, but it was most noticeable in the sex drop-off because that had been total. Neither Charlene nor Sully knew what was getting into him, but whatever it was, it was putting a strain on the marriage.
After months of inaction, Sully had walked in on Charlene trying to get herself off...and that's when he'd made the snap decision. She hadn't seen it coming, but once he'd made the proposal it was hard to find a compelling reason to say no...and after how much she'd enjoyed it, how good it felt to finally get that itch scratched, she was fully on board. They'd been going at it for months now, fooling around while Jack was at work and Nicole at school, secret trysts that left them both feeling quite satisfied.
As far as either of them knew, Jack had no idea. Charlene wanted to keep it that way. She would rather believe he didn't know than suspect he did, and just didn't care. It still bothered her that the man she loved had gotten so apathetic, but until she understood why she had needs of her own. She would have felt guilty if he wasn't ignoring those needs so totally.
She took the tip of his cock into her mouth, slowly moving down on it, slowly working down it to tease and tantalize him. Sully couldn't keep himself all the way quiet, panting and moaning as he clenched the bedclothes, trying his best to keep from bucking into Charlene's mouth. She really was amazing, and he couldn't fathom why Jack would ever not want this. He was either nuts or dumb, that was for sure, but his loss was Sully's gain.
Soon she was bobbing up and down, working him in earnest to try to get to what she was after. The Sceptile burned with agonizing lust, his body desiring so greatly to take charge, but he resisted the urge, letting her do as she would. Charlene was quite glad for that, because she wanted to savor this...Sully's 'salty sweet treat' was down here, the flavor of his cock and his seed, a strange mix that was amazingly pleasant. It was the thing that had really gotten her comfortable with the idea of the two of them going at it, the pleasure she got from giving him head, perhaps quite different from the sexual pleasure he would soon give her but no less wanted.
She kept him hot and bothered for several minutes, bringing him to the edge a couple times. To his credit, Sully never broke, though his moans mixed with whines more than a few times as the strain to hold himself back put him through his paces. Eventually, just as she suspected he was about to crack, she went for the kill, using her hands to jerk the exposed length of his cock and she worked the tip hard with her mouth. The effect was almost immediate: Sully gasped out as he came, a quite voluminous load pumping through his cock into her mouth. The thick, strong taste overpowered her senses, but she couldn't get enough of it, letting it flood her as she swallowed only just fast enough. It was quite some time before she was able to pull off, licking up the last bits she could from him, unable to restrain a delighted moan.
He grinned at her, always enjoying seeing her take in his load. Few males he could think of could boast such a reception to their taste. Even better was the sight of her getting on the bed, laying back and spreading her legs, her lustful eyes and dripping nethers beckoning to him. He crawled over to her, slowly, almost like a prowl...fitting, as it all called to his primal side, the lust of a female filling his nose and triggering ancient responses in his body, the sight of need in a desirable female, the sound of her heavy breathing as he climbed over her, the touch of her lips against his long, slick endowment, unhindered by its recent use.
Everything about her was need...and about him, as well. She needed him, and he needed her. That was all that mattered at the moment.
He bowed his head down and gave her a couple licks around her neck, leaving her tingling with need and want, before he pumped forward, sinking into her and getting a cry out of her. She grasped the covers tightly in her fingers as she felt herself readjust to him. Sully was considerably bigger than Jack, bigger than most humans could be, but by whatever magic allowed them to breed so easily with other Pokémon of smaller size, she never felt any real discomfort from him, just a period of time where she needed to acclimate to him again. He knew this well, and stayed still for a little bit, allowing her time to adjust to him, prepare for him...but started moving just before she got all the way there, pulling out slowly and then thrusting back in with some force, using that little bit of unpreparedness to amplify the sensations Charlene was feeling.
The feeling of him moving was electric in her, and she breathlessly called for more of it as he gave it to her, his fingers wandering over her breasts, rubbing around her nipples as he collided with her. Sully definitely had a more primal touch to him, not wild or violent but definitely more aggressive, even as he showed all those signs of caring so much about her pleasure. It didn't matter to her - he was doing her an enormous favor, and though she was sure he would ease up if she asked, it felt somehow wrong to try to impose that on him.
For his part, Sully kept himself in check as best he could, at least during this stage. He had made her a promise, that he would never climax before her, he would always make sure she was taken care of first, and he wasn't about to break that this time. Even as he bucked into her, he worked her pleasure in other ways, his hand not just staying at her breasts but also trailing down to her clitoris, a clawtip dancing around on it and leaving her shivering with pleasure. His tongue licked at her wherever he conveniently could, around her shoulders and neck, trying to find all the spots where it would get her most riled. He never kissed her - that was something Jack still did on occasion, a line that he couldn't cross, that would be wrong - but sometimes he would lick at her face a bit, just light touches to see and hear her response.
Everything he did was effective on her, serving to rapidly increase her pleasure and get her moaning steadily louder and more breathlessly. Charlene couldn't believe how good he was at this; for someone more animal than anything, someone bound (by his own admission) by primal breeding instinct to complete the act above all else, he seemed to be very well-versed in lovemaking. She clung to him, wordlessly asking, almost begging for more, which he obliged with his own silence, his touches and licks keeping her unprepared as she felt him thrust in harder and faster.
She felt a tension rise in her body, the pleasure beginning to overpower her, facts not unnoticed by Sully. He knew she was almost there, and it was time for the finale. His hands left her body, bracing him as her sides as he romped up his pace, giving in to instincts that were calling to him, trying to fulfill that primal need, the need to fill a fertile female with his potent seed. It didn't matter that they weren't compatible, he picked up on her scent anyway, and it helped to bring him to this point, where the two of them would finish properly, both at their ultimate highs.
True to his promise, she came first, the sudden uptick in his thrusts finishing off what all the other activity had started. "S-Sully!" she gasped out as she felt the pleasure roll through her, her back arching reflexively, overwhelmed as always by his endeavors. As she tightened around him, he let himself go, hilting himself as deep as he could go, his lizard seed spurting inside her. For several shots he remained motionless, before slowly pulling back and pushing in, letting his essence suffuse her insides while maintaining her pleasure, the thrill of finishing the natural way only adding to his excitement.
They felt on top of the world for longer than it really was, just under a minute before the energy tapered off, leaving them spent but well sated. Sully dutifully pulled out, getting a contented sigh out of Charlene as she felt his presence leave her, the Sceptile laying next to her and enjoying her warmth. They laid there for a bit, neither one saying anything as the afterglow reigned over them. After a few minutes, Sully finally spoke. "You called out my name."
It took a moment for that to register with Charlene. "Oh...you're right, I did. That...was the first time, wasn't it?"
"Mm-hmm...I remember the first couple times we did it, and you called out his name instead. The look on your face..."
She turned a bit red at the memory of that. "It seemed so...improper. Although you were very gracious not to make a big deal out of it. But it's been so long since I've felt him...he doesn't really grace my fantasies anymore. Just you do now."
Now it was Sully's turn to blush. Replacing Jack hadn't been his intent, but it was still quite a turn for him to have taken a spot in her mind like that. "I'm honored to have the privilege. Thank you."
"And thank you, Sully. For being here, and for your salty sweet treat."
The Sceptile chuckled. "You realize that once kids start making jokes about that kind of thing, she's going to realize in a moment of horror exactly what was going on with us, and you will never hear the end of it, right?"
She just quietly laughed it off. "I'll worry about that in seven years."