Knot to be messed with
"Up." Kiara commanded. She shifted again, trying to find a comfortable angle. Her head dangled over the edge of the sofa while her body lay across it. Her long blonde pigtails draped over the arm of the sofa and along the floor. Houndoom padded toward her, a hulking mass of taut and refined muscle. With a practiced motion, the Houndoom had slammed both of his paws either side of Kiara's torso, his back arching forward.
Kiara licked her lips as she eyed the Pokémon's dangling sheath and shimmied her tracksuit pants down her thin legs. It had only been few days since she had experienced her first sexual encounter with the creature, and she wanted to try a plethora of different positions and environments.
For today, she thought that a nice oral warm up, followed by some standard doggy would suffice. It was simple, but the feeling of being pinned by such a vicious-looking creature like Houndoom did wonders for her pleasure. Kiara liked to be held down while she was fucked.
Kiara gently prodded at the Pokémon's furred sheath, feeling the red-hot flesh stirring underneath. Her salivary glands kicked in, her mouth beginning to water. She had tasted Houndooms cock before and had fallen for the lewd flavour instantly. It was hot, salty and metallic, and the tingling sensation it left on her tongue was almost spicy. It was a unique taste - something she would consider a necessary part of the experience when she was in the mood to fuck. Right now was one of those times.
At last she could see red flesh erupt from its confines, growing outwards with a swelling need. Kiara placed her hands either side of Houndoom's hips, feeling him ever so gently thrust towards her. The movement made her belly tingle, it was so flattering to see how the creature needed to bury itself into her waiting mouth.
She slowly inched him toward her lips, a smile spread across them and her tongue sharply pointed outwards like an upside down red carpet for his royal member to slide down. Houndoom's subtle thrusting was growing slightly stronger, the need to hilt itself becoming more powerful. Eventually, after what felt like a painful lifetime, flesh grazed flesh. His red tip poked her tongue and slid down it, sliding down into the slightly-too-small hole waiting for it. Kiara couldn't help but moan in appreciation. There was that faint taste or metallic spice, accompanied by overwhelming heat. She felt it fit snugly into the cave of her mouth, her lips connecting to the creature's sheath like a bridge. She could feel his pointed tip lingering near the entrance to her throat, just there, but never overstepping its boundaries.
Kiara gave an experimental controlled thrust, pulling him out and back in again by his hips. She slathered her tongue over him, enjoying the taste and texture, flicking around his opening and absorbing any pre that trickled through. Feeling a need to address her own arousal, Kiara removed her hands and nestled them gently into the space between her legs. A red-hot flush came over her face, pale cheeks deeply blushing, and she stifled an embarrassed giggle as she experienced her own wetness. She was all ready for him she knew, but she just had to make him ready for her.
Enjoying her power, she began her efforts, suckling on his member as he took charge of his own thrusts. They were stronger than her guided ones, but the prodding at the back entrance to her throat was exciting, like teetering on the first drop of a rollercoaster, almost like he was trying to push further and gain access to the deepest corners of her mouth.
When Houndoom gave a violent thrust that sent his member deep into Kiara's throat with one, precise movement, the sudden intrusion caused her body to jolt. Her back arched, sending her tiny breasts into the air and a sudden and very unexpected light orgasm racked her body. She trembled under him, waiting to regain control over her limbs before she could react. She moaned around him, gagging as she choked. A pressure in her mouth made her eyes open and her hands shoot to his hips. She tried to gently move him away but he was rooted. Kiara felt something sink in her like a stone.
Houndoom had begun knotting her mouth.
She had tried a few things with Houndoom so far, but knotting was certainly not one of them. The sheer girth of his fist-sized cock-cork had intimidated her far too much to try it yet, but tonight it must have slipped her mind in her lecherous excitement. She would have chastised herself for that glaring oversight if she wasn't starting to panic.
Kiara tried to pull away, but her jaw would not open any wider as the flesh began to push against her teeth. The pressure of his size prevented her from biting down. She tapped his hips almost politely, hoping to somehow communicate to him to stop his swelling, but for obvious reasons it had no effect. When Kiara heard the low rumbling of a growl, the vibrations of which traveled through him and into her, she suddenly remembered the tales of the pain from a Houndoom's bite lasting forever, and in sudden panic to relieve him of his discomfort, she slammed her head forward, hoping her soft palate to be far more inviting to his knot than the uncomfortable pressure of the back of her teeth. Her eyes widened at the sensation of the swelling cock pulsing in her throat. She gurgled against it, which confirmed to her that her air passage was restricted. She tried to take a deep breath in through her nose, the air saturated with the indomitable scent of Houndoom's musk that fogged her thoughts, but was interrupted when Houndoom began to thrust.
To the Pokémon, Kiara's throat felt similar enough to her pussy that he saw no problem with thrusting as violently as he normally would, successfully cramming more doggy dick into her esophagus. Kiara squeezed her eyes shut. Her hands floated, clenching at air unable to do anything else. She wanted to pull away, but knew she couldn't do so without risking harm to either Houndoom or herself. Her head was getting lighter now as her breath became inconsistent. Every time Houndoom pulled back, Kiara could breathe just enough to take a quick and shallow breath in or out, but every time he thrust back in she was choked again. Instinctively, her hands found her center again. Kiara's red, asphyxiating face turned even redder as she realised the effect the rough treatment was having on her body; she was soaked. The gentle touch from herself was enough to send her over the edge again in another light orgasm. Truly, this was an odd situation, she had never thought herself capable of cumming from stimulation to her throat, nor at the sensation of asphyxiating, yet here she was; cumming her cute little brains out at both simultaneously!
Kiara dug her fingers into her delicate flesh, rubbing at her clit and her g-spot together. She burbled and moaned around the Pokémon's cock as his thrusts became messier and more violent. His hips rolled into her face, her nose pressed against Houndoom's tensing balls. While one hand explored her quivering, dripping pussy, the other experimentally touched her neck. She could FEEL his cock pistoning into it, a large, perverse bulge distending from her cute, delicate neck, normally thin enough that a man's hand could fit the whole way around it. Kiara could feel the edges to her vision blackening - a signal that regardless of what happened next, soon she might not be conscious to witness it. Houndoom could cum and deflate in the next five minutes but she could already be out cold. A wave of apathy struck her. She constricted her own hand around her throat, doubly increasing the stimulation on the Pokémon's cock, while her other hand abused her poor, sore little clit. She came, hard, as soon as she wrapped her fingers around her neck and choked herself further, her pussy spraying girlcum over her thighs. Houndoom grunted, suddenly thankful for her helping hand and doubled his efforts in return.
His violent thrusting was about to pay off. With three last powerful thrusts, Houndoom hilted himself deep into Kiara's throat, his cocktip only inches away from the opening to her stomach. A fat pulse traveled up his shaft, and Kiara's head spun around the sensation as it massaged her throat. Cum shot deep into her, her stomach having no choice but to accept the graciously deposited load, and Kiara gurgled lewdly, her hips jerked upwards and she trembled in fuck-happy climax. Kiara held onto her consciousness, certain that Houndoom would begin to soften and pull out. She felt his fat cock begin to retract from her sore, abused throat and Kiara gasped as a sudden rush of air filled her lungs. She coughed and spluttered and panted, the vision returning to her. Tasty Houndoom cum spilled from her mouth and dribbled up her reddened, mascara-streaked face. She felt wonderfully full and her legs were shaky. Her cunt squeezed longingly at how utterly at Houndoom's mercy she felt.
It was over now, she was sure, but her heart fluttered when Houndoom thrust into her throat again. Kiara almost panicked. She almost wiggled away. But instead, she swallowed hard, inhaled through her nose, and slammed her pretty pink lips all the way to the swelling base of the Dark Pokémon's cock once more, ready to go again.