As Allister and Bea arrive at the beach, the boy can't help feeling a bit nervous. He's not really used to being somewhere like this, somewhere so bright and so sandy… it's definitely not his kind of place, but Bea wanted to bring him along and he's not about to argue with her. Sure, Stow-on-Side is plenty sandy, but it feels a lot different than the sand here at the beach. And not only that, but the timid Ghost Type trainer feels rather exposed, being here with so many other people. He's still not entirely sure why Bea wanted to bring him along, but he's at least going to stick close to her side.
She was intending to do a lot of training today, and figured she might as well being Allister along so he could have some fun instead of being bored at home all day. Sure, it might be a bit much for him, but Bea thought it would be a good idea for him to get out some. Staying all cooped up inside is no good for him, and it certainly wouldn't kill the boy to get a little sun at the beach! With that in mind, Bea dragged him along, and now here they are.
"Why don't you go for a swim, Allister?" Bea suggests, as the boy looks so confused by the myriad options he has for fun here at the beach. This isn't the kind of place he's used to, and there's far too much he coulddo. Having her suggest something does make it a bit easier, and he figured, why not? He might as well go for a swim, even if he's not all that used to the water. At first, he wades into the shallow waters, feeling the waves lap up against his feet, then his legs, then his trunks.
Before long, Allister is up to his chest in the water, and he can feel himself getting a bit more comfortable. At least in the water like this, he can be happy that he's a bit more covered up. He's not the most athletic boy in the world, not by a long shot, but he is finding the warm water all around him to be pretty comfortable. He doesn't mind the feeling at all, but there's just one problem. Allister isn't really that accustomed to the forces of the waves, and to just how strong they can be.
As he swims, he feels the tide pulling out, and he is soon yanked off of his feet and into deeper water. Before long, he's beyond where he meant to be, treading water as more and more waves push him in, then pull him back out, leaving him sputtering and desperate for some kind of help.
"Bea! I need help!" the boy cries out, looking around frantically as the waves toss and turn him. This turned out to be a fine mess, and now he's doing all he can just to stay afloat. But as he wonders how in the world he's going to make it out of this, he notices someone swimming towards him.
At first, he wonders if it's Bea, but the woman who approaches him in the water is much taller, and more slender. It doesn't take long for him to realize it's another of their fellow Gym Leaders! Nessa takes hold of him, and begins to pull him in towards a nearby cove. The boy was pulled far from the beach he started at, but Nessa knows the area well and soon has him pulled to safer waters.
"You should be more careful," she says, as she eases him down on the shore. She lays on top of him, with her body resting on the boy who was so panicked just moments ago. He can still feel his heart racing, and of course the feeling of Nessa's body on top of him doesn't do much of anything to ease his nerves. Being this close to a model like her? It's not easy, that's for sure. Allister blushes as he realizes how close she is to him, and he finds that he can't think of a single thing to say. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah, I am now," he murmurs, as he looks at the woman on top of him. He can feel the warmth of her body, her chest pressed in against his, and Nessa giggles.
"You really were out there, huh? It was a good thing I happened to be swimming in the area," Nessa says, shaking her head. "Kind of dangerous, when you're not used to the waves."
"W-well, the tides pulled me out, and then I couldn't get myself back towards the shallows," Allister explains, hugging tightly to Nessa while tears well up in his eyes. Thinking about what just happened, he realizes how much danger he was in, and it makes him feel even more nervous.
"It's okay, it happens," Nessa says, doing her best to soothe him.
"But if it wasn't for you, I don't know what would have happened!" Allister says, while Nessa shushes him gently. "I…I could have even drowned!"
"It's okay, you're safe now," Nessa says, gently patting him on the head. "Don't worry so much. You're safe, and nothing bad happened. It's all okay now, alright?"
"Y-yeah," Allister answers, doing his best to calm down. As she strokes his wet hair and speaks so warmly to him, Allister can at least feel himself calming down a bit more with each passing moment. He might have gotten a bit too scared, but now that Nessa is holding him and cradling him, he starts to feel himself easing into this.
"Just breathe, okay? Keep yourself as calm as you can," Nessa says, as she settles onto him more comfortably. He can feel her leg brushing against his, and then she touches his chest. "You said you came here with Bea, right?"
"Y-yeah," Allister answers, his voice cracking a bit as he struggles to calm.
"Well, that's okay. We'll head back to the main beach and find her once you're feeling a little better," Nessa says. "First things first, you've gotta calm down. We don't want you pushing yourself, especially when trying to swim against those strong currents must have been so hard and scary."
"Okay, I'll do my best to calm down, then!" Allister says, while Nessa touches him and does what she can to ease his nerves. Soon enough, he's thinking about how lovely she is. The feeling of her body, the sound of her voice… it's a lot for him to take in, and each deep breath he takes in carries her scent. The more she lays on top of him, the harder it is for Allister to take it. Before long, he can feel himself getting hard. His cock is stiffening up in his swimming trunks, and it doesn't take long for it to poke against Nessa.
The boy can't bring himself to look into her eyes. She's helped him, she's saved his life, and here he is popping a boner while she tries to give him a chance to rest. He feels ashamed of himself, and without his mask to hide behind, it's that much harder for him to face her. But Nessa only giggles. The boy feels so vulnerable, but her sweet, playful laugh is enough to comfort him. He didn't think it would help, to hear her laugh, but it already does much to soothe him.
"Don't worry, it's okay," she says, as she feels his erection. "It's normal to get a bit excited, you know? You've got a very beautiful woman laying on top of you, and it would be stranger for you to not react to that."
"Ah… you think so?" he asks, and Nessa nods.
"I do. It's kind of nice knowing you see me that way, actually," she says, hooking her fingers in the waist band of his swimming trunks. It doesn't take her long to yank them down enough to free his young cock, and wrap her hand around it. He feels her fingers, warm and soft, taking hold of him, and Nessa then begins stroking him off. He can feel the softness of her fingers, the warmth of her hand, and she touches him so delicately at first. Allister can hardly handle it, and the boy gasps out as she continues moving her hand. It takes him a moment to come to his senses, and then he's red as can be.
"What are you doing!?" he asks, and Nessa giggles again.
"If you're this worked up when we head back, everyone is going to see your excitement. Do you want that? Those swimming trunks get a bit tight when they're wet, and they'll really show off your cock," Nessa teases, and Allister grows even more red. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, Nessa does have a point. If he were to walk back to the main beach with this problem, everyone would see it. He wouldn't want that! "Just let me take care of this, I'll fix our little problem."
She looks down as she grabs onto him, ogling the size of his cock. Honestly, he's a lot bigger than she would expect for his age, and Nessa has to admit that his girth feels pretty damn good in her hand. She can't help getting more into this, stroking him off faster, harder, working him into a frenzy. The boy can't help himself, he starts bucking his hips against her hand, feeling his pleasure rising.
"You're pretty big for your age, you know," Nessa praises the boy for his size, and his eyes widen in surprise.
"R-really? I am?" he asks, and Nessa nods.
"Mhm. If you find a girlfriend, she'd probably be one happy girl," Nessa says, and Allister can't help blushing even harder at that comment. He's not really given that a lot of thought, given how shy he is. "What's your type, anyway?"
"Oh, uhm, I thought you knew? I'm a Ghost Type trainer…" Allister answers, looking off to the side.
"No, don't be silly. I know that. I mean your type in girls," Nessa clarifies, and Allister blushes even harder. He does feel rather silly, not realizing what she meant when it was so obvious. Something about being near her just makes him so nervous, it's hard to think straight.
"Oh… I don't know," he answers, still unable to look her in the eyes.
"Do you like more… peppy and energetic girls? Like Gloria, or Sonia as a girl who is a bit older? Or do you like grown women like Melony, or maybe even older than her, like Opal?" Nessa asks, as she keeps stroking him off. The boy doesn't answer, so she continues. "Do you like more athletic girls, then? Bea, or maybe me?"
As she asks that, she can feel his cock twitching a bit in her hand, seeming to strain to get a bit bigger, a bit harder.
"Oh, that's cute. You've got a crush on Bea, don't you? You're adoptive siblings, but that's how you see her? But that also means you like me, doesn't it?" Nessa asks. "Come on, you think I'm beautiful, don't you?"
"Ah… y-yes, you're beautiful," he stammers out, and Nessa smiles. She's pleased to hear that the boy likes her so much, that he finds her so beautiful. It's no surprise, of course. She works hard to be as gorgeous as she is, so it's only natural he would think of her as lovely. But it's still rather nice to hear him admit it so easily.
She can't help pushing this a bit further, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. She keeps stroking him off, feeling the way his cock bucks and twitches in her hand, throbbing with delight as she touches him. Honestly, he's adorable, and the way his cock reacts to her touch only makes his feelings that much more obvious.
"Your little friend is pretty honest, too. I can tell how much you like me, I can feel how you throb and pulse, all for me…" Nessa muses aloud, while Allister can only nod in answer. He feels his pleasure growing and growing, becoming that much harder for him to handle with each passing second of this pleasure. It's like something is coming over him, taking him over, and it's strange for him to admit it. Like there's a fire burning within him, threatening to surge all out of control.
But Nessa doesn't stop. She keeps stroking him off, her hand pumping along the length of his young cock. She finds such delight in pleasuring him, in letting him feel the wonder of her hand.
"Something… something's coming," he warns her, as he feels this sensation growing more and more intense. "I feel almost like I need to pee…"
"That's natural," Nessa says. "That just means you're enjoying yourself. Don't resist that, okay? Just keep following that feeling, let it build up inside of you."
"R-really?" he asks, and Nessa giggles.
"Come on, that's what we're trying to do here. It's going to make you feel better, and this problem will go away," Nessa says, stroking him faster, harder, pushing him deeper into pleasure. The more she does, the more Allister melts for her, and Nessa is eating it up. She knows that he won't be able to take much more, and sure enough, the boy begins to pant, before he cries out for her.
"It's coming!" he whines, while Nessa leans in, pushing her forehead against his.
"Just let it out, Allister, come on," she coaxes him on, while she keeps stroking him. Soon enough, he slips past his limit, unable to take another second. He moans out, crying out her name as he comes, his seed erupting onto her leg, onto her body. Some of it lands in his trunks, as well, and more still in the sand around them. As he comes, Nessa keeps stroking him, as if milking him for all he's got. "That's right, that's it, just let it all out."
Allister whimpers for her, while Nessa keeps teasing him. Her hand doesn't slow or stop until he's finally done, and she feels a swelling sense of pride at helping the boy reach his first orgasm. There's something so thrilling about the way she was able to work him this close to the edge, and she giggles as he starts to come down from his climax.
"You did great, Allister. I'm really proud of you, for coming that hard. And you know, if Bea was here, she'd probably be proud of you, too!" Nessa says, while Allister shudders beneath her. He smiles, and that makes Nessa think he's that much cuter. How has it taken her this long to notice a boy like him? She pushes her chest in against his own, and she can feel his steady heartbeat as she leans in to kiss his forehead.
She moves a bit lower, then, stealing the adorable boy's first kiss while she's at it. He doesn't resist her, just letting her do as she pleases. He's still just a child, but Nessa enjoys the way that kissing him feels. She works herself in a bit closer, kissing his lips once again. Allister can feel her breath on his cheeks, on his face, and then Nessa speaks.
"You're such a good boy," she murmurs, making his heart skip a beat as she praises him. She kisses him once more, stealing his breath away effortlessly, and Allister shudders beneath her. She shifts down, then, working her way back to his cock. This time, however, she intends to use much more than just her hand. She licks his cock, letting her tongue slide along the shaft, and then bringing her lips to the head. She kisses him, while working his swimming trunks down, down, off of him completely.
Nessa doesn't waste a moment, licking off any of the come that he's left on them, and then she tosses him towards the shallow water nearby. Allister looks on in a mix of confusion and shock, while Nessa giggles.
"It's just the shallows, don't worry, they're not going anywhere," she assures Allister, while she moves in closer to him. "We'll have plenty of time later to get them back and make sure they're clean."
"A-alright," he says, while looking up at the older girl.
"You know, it would be way more fun if they did wash away. Then you'd have to walk back completely naked, and everyone would get to see your cock. Even Bea would get a good look at you!" Nessa teases, and Allister balks at the idea. His already pale skin gets that much more pale at the idea, and Nessa laughs.
"I'd get in trouble, wouldn't I?" he asks, and Nessa chuckles.
"I was only kidding, don't worry. I just wanted to see how you'd react! I wouldn't actually want you to have to go through that," she says, shaking her head. "I know it wouldn't be very fun for a shy boy like you, would it?"
"Not at all," Allister says, while Nessa moves in towards his cock once more. This time, she puckers her lips, before starting to suck him off. She bounces her way down his cock, then pulls her head back up, soon falling into a rhythm. At times, she pauses, allowing herself to suck on the head of his cock instead. She is making the boy feel amazing, and the efforts she's pulling off with her mouth are far more intense than anything she's done with her hand. Allister finds himself in heaven, while she toys with him, sucking him off and pushing him closer and closer to his climax.
It won't be long now, before he pushes past his limits, but she just wants to show him how much she can take. Nessa pushes down all the way to the base, kissing him as she keeps herself that deep. She can feel his cock pushing down her throat, only adding to the intense pleasure that she's getting out of this. She doesn't know why she enjoys taking him so deep so much, perhaps it's just the feeling of intimacy, or perhaps it's knowing that no one else has ever done this for him.
Either way, it feels nice, and she likes tilting her mouth when she pulls back a bit, just to show how far his cock bulges out her cheek. All the while the boy is left wondering what in the world she's doing. Nessa is far too beautiful to want to do this with a guy like him, isn't she? She pulls back, starting to grab and rub at his balls while she pumps her hand along the length of his cock. She lets her hand drift up to the head of his cock, while she leans back down, sucking and licking at his balls.
He cries out for her once again, and she knows that her adorable little friend must already be getting close to his limit once more. She doesn't mind. He's so cute, having this much fun from something so simple for her. She just can't get enough of the way his face lights up, of the way he lets her touch him and play with him. Nessa wants to do so much more for him, but it's not much longer before he's slipping over the edge all over again. She doesn't know how to hold back with him, how to pace herself when he's so adorable.
"Ah! I'm getting close again," Allister cries out, unable to stop himself. He feels his climax rushing to meet him all over again, and he knows that he's not going to be able to hold out for much longer. How is he supposed to fight back against this, when Nessa makes him feel so good? When she realizes just how close he's getting, Nessa shifts her way back up, bobbing her head along the length of his cock once more. The boy can't take the intense shift into something more, and it isn't long before he reaches out, gripping onto her hair.
Nessa doesn't mind, not even as he begins growing more aggressive, thrusting up into her mouth and pushing her deeper and deeper into this. She doesn't mind one bit, not if he's enjoying himself. He only manages a few desperate thrusts before he's there, coming into her mouth, giving her plenty to swallow as his seed erupts into her waiting mouth. Nessa doesn't balk from the challenge, taking it all in as best as she can. She swallows, keeping up with him, sucking up every bit of the seed he gives her. It doesn't take him long to finish, panting and gasping as he finishes his climax, and Nessa pulls back, smiling down at the boy.
"Very good, Allister. You gave me just what I wanted," Nessa says, stroking the boy's chest as she shifts herself on top of him. It doesn't take her very long to move into position on top of him once more. She looks down at him, into his beautiful eyes that are so often covered by his mask. "But you know, I think I want one more thing from you."
Nessa settles in on top of him, and he can feel her body grinding down against his. Even through her swimsuit, he can feel the heat of her body, he can feel her crotch against his cock. It's a nice feeling, and it takes only a moment of this contact for his cock to stiffen up for her all over again. Nessa is thrilled by how quickly he reacts to her, by how badly his body must crave hers. This only proves how much the boy enjoys this time they are spending together, and she loves that feeling.
After grinding her crotch against his cock for a moment, she reaches down, grabbing at her gym uniform shorts and tearing a hole within them. Allister gasps as he watches, her body suddenly revealed to him. She sinks back down onto him, and he can now feel her wet cunt rubbing against his cock directly.
"W-wait, you're… you ruined them," he gasps out, and Nessa giggles.
"It doesn't matter, this is worth a ripped pair of shorts," Nessa says, as she works the boy's cock into position. He can feel the warmth of her cunt against the head of his cock, and he shudders beneath her. "There's just one more thing I have to take care of, you know? I want to take your virginity, Allister."
With that, Nessa slams her hips down onto him. In an instant, he feels her body envelop his. The tight heat of her pussy engulfs him, and the intense warmth that surrounds his cock is incredible. Unlike anything else he's ever known. He reaches up, placing his hands on her hips as Nessa sinks down deeper and deeper. It doesn't take her much to sink down to the base, letting the thickness of his cock fill her waiting cunt. She's been building up to this the whole time, hoping that the boy would have enough energy for her to do this with him.
He shudders for her as she falls into rhythm, riding him frantically and desperately. Allister can't take the feeling, and it's harder and harder for him just to keep up as he feels that tight heat all around him. If he thought her mouth and her hand felt good, this is on an entirely different level. The fit, athletic model is taking him to heights of pleasure he never could have imagined, and he groans out at the sensation of her body bouncing on top of him. Nessa rides him frantically, desperately, each and every movement bringing him closer to the edge.
"Ah, Nessa! You're so tight!" he moans out, while she continues bouncing on his lap. Nessa is eating up the attention, eating up the way his cock feels inside of her. She rides him hard and fast, pounding down onto him again and again. His grip on her hips tightens as she rides him, pushing him so deep into pleasure the likes of which he could only imagine. Allister had no idea it was possible to even feel this good, let alone for Nessa to offer it up so easily.
"I'm not going anywhere," Nessa teases, as she feels the boy trying so hard to cling to her. It's cute, the way he holds on to her, like he's wanting to make sure she stays on top of him for as long as he can keep her there. Good thing she doesn't have any plans to leave, she's just as hung up on this perfect pleasure as he is. His cock feels nice and big inside of her, and she is more than content to keep riding him for now, forever. She spreads her legs wide as she leans back, resting her back against the shallow waters as Allister takes over.
She's offering herself up to him, and the boy is more than eager to take that chance. He becomes the driving force of their union, thrusting into Nessa with all the strength he can muster. Her body feels so good around his, and he can't get enough of this sensation, of the way it feels to be pushing inside of her. Her riding him was amazing, but there's something special about being the one in control. Allister pounds into Nessa's tight cunt with all he's got, not wanting to let up at all.
She moans out for him as he pounds her, fucking her into the wet sand below her back. Allister doesn't let up, fucking her with all the strength he can muster. Somehow, despite his inexperience, the boy manages to land his thrusts in just the right angle. Nessa can feel her pleasure building, growing more and more intense, all consuming. She can't take this for much longer, and yet, she wants nothing more than to savor this moment forever. With the way Allister thrusts into her, she's unable to stop herself from screaming out for him.
"Right there! Yes, right there! Keep fucking me, keep going!" she whimpers out for him, all while he dominates her pussy. She wasn't sure the boy would have all of this in him, but he's really giving her a run for her money. It's incredible, feeling him put so much into this, feeling the passion that drives him to fuck her with such an intense force. She's already close to her limit, and that knowledge makes her grip him tighter with her legs. "Come on, mount me! I'm close, fuck me with all you've got!"
Allister does just that, putting his all into fucking Nessa. If she's going to ask him that desperately, if she's going to plead with him to take her, of course he's going to do his best for her. He slams his hips into her, taking her as best as he can. The intense thrusts widen the hole in her shorts.
"It's all so much!" Allister whines out, as the intense pleasure is bringing him higher than any of his previous climaxes. "I'm coming!"
"Don't stop, Allister, don't pull out! Let it all out inside of me, please!" Nessa pleads, as he thrusts deep into her. "I want you to fill me up to the brim, alright?"
The young Ghost Type trainer cries out as he reaches his peak, erupting deep inside of her. Every ounce of his seed spills into her, filling her up with his seed. And as he comes, as his seed floods into her, Allister can feel Nessa reaching her peak as well. Her body clamps down on him, and she cries out, throwing her head back as she comes.
When he is spent, the boy collapses forward, falling into Nessa's arms. She holds on to him, cradling him as they fall back into the shallow water.
"I love you, Allister," Nessa murmurs, as she holds the boy close. She's never felt so close to anyone, but with him, she felt as though the two of them truly became one. The boy basks in her warmth, in her words, shuddering as he recovers from his climax.
After a few moments of holding on to each other, and taking note of just how late it's gotten, Nessa rises and picks up his trunks. She squeezes them, twisting them as she holds them over her head and letting all the water that had soaked into them cascade over her body. Once they're drained, she steps over to Allister, helping him get back into the damp trunks.
"Th-thanks," Allister says, blushing.
"No problem," Nessa says, smiling back at him. "Let's get back to the main beach, huh? It's getting pretty dark, and I bet Bea is worried sick. But first, I'm gonna swing by the lounge. I need a change of clothes, after all."
It doesn't take the pair all that long to make it back to the beach, and then Nessa heads into the lounge and changes out of her ruined shorts. As she gets changed, Allister calls Bea, explaining to her what happened. Of course, the worried girl heads over frantically, desperate to see the boy once more. When she arrived, Bea throws her arms around Allister, hugging him tightly and fretting over him.
"I'm fine, Bea, Nessa took care of me!" Allister assures her, while Nessa smiles warmly at Bea.
"Thank you so much for looking after him!" Bea thanks Nessa, her worry still plain on her face.
"Oh, it was no trouble. I really loved getting to spend some time with young Allister," Nessa says, keeping up her smile. "He was an absolute delight, you know."
"Well, all the same, I appreciate you helping him! I was so worried," Bea explains, and Nessa nods.
"Yeah, I can imagine. Sorry it took so long for me to bring him back here," Nessa says. "With how late it is, I really think it'd be best for the two of you to just stay the night. It would be so exhausting to head back home now."
"Oh, yes! A sleepover sounds great!" Bea answers, sounding thrilled by the idea. She heads off, stepping ahead of Nessa and Allister, while Nessa leans in closer to the young boy.
"I hope you're ready for another round tonight," Nessa teases, and Allister looks up at her, nodding bashfully.