Pokemon Go Fuck Yourself

I've always said that the best part about playing video games is the people you meet, not the games themselves. I grew up playing MMOs, spending nights just chatting with people across the country while we waited for the next dungeon's queue to pop, and I kept that passion into my adulthood, even if finding the chance to play games was substantially diminished by having a day job. Part of the reason why I loved Pokemon Go so much was that it gave me that in, that social aspect of MMO's that I missed so much, without asking for that same time commitment. Playing the game meant getting to know the other people who played it in my town, and after a certain point I had a pretty good sense of who was going to show up whenever there was a legendary raid. Of course, there was always a wildcard element. Sometimes you would get people who just played by themselves deciding to one day join in a raid, or just someone who was stopping through town on their way somewhere else.

I was on my lunch break in the park when I saw her. She was dressed up in a Hilda cosplay and had a bounce to her walk that caught my attention. I waved her over with my phone in hand, "Are you here for the raid? I don't think I recognize you."

She beamed. "Yeah, I'm just stopping by to visit a friend in town, figured I'd do some PoGo while I was here."

"You just happened to have that outfit on hand?" I raised an eyebrow, "Now that's dedication."

"Always gotta be prepared," she said, giggling. As she approached, I kept fixating on the way she walked. I couldn't tell what was off about it, but there was something about her posture, or the way every step had a slight wince to it, that made me feel like I should know what was going on with her. I pushed it off to the side, and focused on the game for a bit. I'd have plenty of time to chat with her after we had the legendary in hand. The raid was balanced for half a dozen people or so, but we only had the two of us. Thankfully, as she threw her pokemon out, it became immediately clear that she took this game even more seriously than I did. Although it came down to the wire, both of us managed to land the catch. "Nice work!" She said, turning to me and offering a high five. As I gave it, I noticed that same shudder, as she shifted how she stood, this time drawing my attention downwards to her short shorts. Did she have a wedgie or something?

"Have you done this particular raid before?" I asked. "Clearly you play quite a bit, but I don't know how much you've played on this patch."

"My first time, actually, which is fun. It's been a while since I've had one of those." She flashed a smile that made me second guess the innocence of that comment.

"They pop up all the time around here. I managed to catch a shiny last weekend." I bragged.

"No. Way. Show me!" She wrapped her arm around mine, pulling herself closer to me. I let her, and navigated the menus and brought up the little digital avatar with inverted colors. "That looks so cool! Any interest in trading it? They aren't spawning in my town, so I might not ever get another chance."

"Huh. I mean, I guess I'm open to it." I said. "What do you have to offer?"

"Here, let me show you what I'm working with." She brought up her own list of pokemon and started to scroll through them. I watched closely, but something else was on my mind, picking up on signals she'd been sending this whole time. My hand slid down her back, garnering no response from her as she kept listing off the various options of legendaries or otherwise special pokemon she had. She even continued as my hand settled on her ass, but I noticed a smirk start to spread across her face. "Found anything interesting?"

"Give me a little bit longer," I replied, lightly grabbing her butt. My eyebrows raised as I felt my fingers brush against something, and then it all clicked into place. The winces, the careful way she was walking, the posture..."Do you always come to raids like this?"

"Like what?" She asked, sweetly.

"In cosplay, with a butt plug?"

"You noticed it, huh?"

"Hard not to." I slowly ran my hand along it, trying to find the edges to get a better sense of how large it was, "It seems....big."

She moaned. "Oh trust me, it feels big too. I think I might need to take it out, actually." She glanced around, as if trying to gauge how in public we were.

"Want any help with that? I know a bathroom nearby."

"How charming. Please, lead the way," she neatly curtsied, and the immediate wince across her face as she regretted the motion got me even harder than I was before. My hand pressed flat against the base of the plug, and I moved forward, leading her to the restroom by means of her rear end. Her voice was starting to get more ragged, and her legs almost looked like they were going to give out from under her as we got inside. It was a one stall building, and I locked the door behind us to get some privacy. She placed her hands on the sink and bent over, facing the mirror. My hands traced around to the front of her shorts, unbuttoning them and unzipping them in one fluid motion, before starting to pull downwards. Her hand shot down, and grabbed the shorts, keeping them up. "Let's not do it that way, actually. Just focus on back there." My brow furrowed and I looked down, right at her juicy bubble butt. What was she asking?

The seam was almost invisible, and it took me several seconds to notice it. "Holy shit," I muttered under my breath and knelt down so I was eye level with her ass. My finger reached out and I traced the faint outline of the butt plug base flush against the denim, then moved half an inch out to trace the flap of fabric that covered just her asshole and the surrounding area. I found the frayed strings that concealed the zipper head, and slowly unzipped the back of her shorts, until I had successfully unveiled her plugged up ass. There was a slightly sweet scent, as if she'd just worked out thoroughly in this outfit, mixing with whatever lube she used. I firmly grasped the plug base, and started to pull.

The noises she started to make were downright inhuman, mixing with a steadily building stream of "Yes", "Fuck", "Please" that she couldn't help but whisper. Meanwhile, I could hardly believe the size of this thing. The base alone must have had a 3 inch circumference, and while it tapered in slightly to start, it flared back out a couple inches in. It was thick, wide, and long, and as I finished pulling it out, I just stared at it. "I think you would've had an easier time just shoving a coke can up there."

"Yeah but once you've done that once, you don't really feel the need to do it again," she panted out between moans. Shit, she was even kinkier than I'd expected. I stood back up, plug still in hand, and in a flash I pressed up against her, letting her feel how hard my cock was through my pants, right up against her ass. "Hey, I think I found something I could trade you for that shiny," she quipped. I nuzzled into her neck, listening to how her breathing quickened the more I played with her ass, the closer she got to getting fucked. I moved the plug between her and the mirror, watching as her eyes settled on it, as if trying to decipher what I wanted. "Should I--?" she began, and I interrupted by pressing the plug up against her lips. Her eyes widened, and I could hear her pulse quicken again. "But that was just--" I pressed it more firmly, my suggestion clear: Yes, I know where this just was. That's why I'm making you do this.

She fully opened her mouth, wrapping her lips around the head of it, and straight up moaned as she began to suck the plug like it was the most beautiful cock she'd ever seen, cleaning it off as if it was fresh out of the shower. Not as if it was covered in her own juices, mixed with the thin layer of lube she used this morning. I pumped the plug in and out of her, watching her eyes slowly roll back as she practically ahegao'd going ass to mouth. I felt a warmth coming from her shorts, and I glanced down to notice a small stain forming on them.

"You're such a slut," I chided, "Coming from getting your mouth fucked by this dirty toy that was just shoved all the way up your ass." My free hand moved down to the front of her shorts again, and this time she didn't stop me from slipping them in as I continued to facefuck her. But as I reached her crotch, I didn't quite feel what I was expecting. A rock hard cock, oozing precum. "Well, aren't you full of surprises," I muttered, and for a second she looked concerned. "Not every day I find a girl like you." Those words seemed to placate her, and she relaxed, her entire existence once again becoming this exquisite blowjob she was giving the toy. "It's a bit unfortunate you're using all that talent on an inanimate object that can't appreciate you," I mused. I withdrew my hand from her crotch, giving her a couple strokes on the way out, and navigated it smoothly to my own zipper and button. My cock flopped out between her clothed cheeks, and I dragged it down until my head was firmly pressed inside the opening of her gaping anus. "Do you know what my favorite part about girls like you is?" I asked, pulling the plug out enough that she could breath, and more importantly answer my question. But she did so nonverbally, shaking her head while making eye contact with me via the mirror. "I get to make you cum just by fucking your ass."

And with that, I shoved my way inside, and began to pound. Her ass welcomed me, freshly stretched open by the massive plug, and still filled with trace amounts of the lube she started out with. I rammed myself in as far as I could go, hilting myself deep within her bowels. I dropped the plug into the sink, and cupped her chin with my free hand, the other one bracing myself by grabbing her hip. "Look at yourself. Look how cute you look. This is exactly what you wanted, isn't it?" I didn't give her time to respond before I drew myself out of her, transmuting whatever she was about to say into a loud moan. "I'm going to need you to be quieter. I don't want someone to walk in on us, since I'd probably have to share you if they did," I ordered, then took my hand away from her chin and firmly grabbed her hips with both hands. I began to fuck her in earnest now, slamming in and out of her like it was my last chance to ever fuck someone. Her supple ass jiggled with every thrust, and her moans kept building, even as she tried to suppress them. She wanted to follow my instructions, like a good girl. It was adorable. Her asshole clenched around my cock, massaging it with a warm and soft embrace that threatened to tease out every last drop I had to spare.

But I didn't want to cum yet. I shifted my position, angling my cock towards her belly button, and slowed down, searching her insides until I found what I was looking for. The head of my cock pressed up against a lump of flesh inside of her butt, and the reaction was instant. Her legs shivered and her jaw dropped open. "Oh there it is," I said with a smile, and began to pound full force once again, smashing her prostate with every thrust.

Her moans turned quickly into cries, and she started begging me with a stream of "God", "Too much", "You're forcing it out of me," and similar. Her bowels shifted and started to squeeze around me hard, letting me know that I'd succeeded in forcing a prostate orgasm out of her. I wasn't finished yet, and even as her body started to go limp, I guided her by the hips, letting her weight mostly settle over the sink as I continued to ravage her guts with my cock, the bathroom slowly starting to fill with the smell of cum. It was if every few seconds another orgasm was overwhelming her, and I couldn't help but picture her helpless, untouched cock spurting over and over again, even as her balls began to run dry.

"You're a mess," I chided, whispering in her ear as I bent over her, "How are you going to leave here? You've filled your shorts up with loads and loads of cum." She moaned and squirmed as I took my fill of her booty, until I finally decided I'd had enough and let loose. I pulled her by the hips and once again shoved my cock all the way inside, her cheeks pressing flush against me as rope after rope of cum shot from my cock into her bowels, irrigating her insides with my burning hot seed.

As I pulled out, her asshole winked, desperately trying to close but unable to. I could see my cum deep in her guts, slowly starting to flow outwards towards me. Quickly, I picked up the plug from the sink, and shoved it inside of her, eliciting another groan. "Can't let you get that mess everywhere," I explained, and quickly zipped her back up before turning her around. She stared at me, her eyes out of focus and her mouth opening and then closing, as if she was trying to figure out how to talk again after all of that. I looked down, and chuckled as I saw how absolutely soaked the front of her shorts were, as well as the small trail of cum running down from the hem of them along her legs.

I grabbed her by the hair, and guided her down, making her kneel on the grimy bathroom floor as I flopped my cock against her face. "Doesn't it smell good? It's covered in you." And, of course, some of my cum. Her blank stare and open mouth was all the answer I really needed, and I slid my cock inside her waiting maw. Expertly and obediently, she sucked, cleaning me off thoroughly, taking care to clean under the head and along top and bottom of the shaft. If I had time, I would've let her get me hard again, and them finished down her throat, but I'd already stayed for a bit long in the grand scheme of things. Hopefully my workplace wouldn't notice my extra lunch time. I pulled out of her mouth and patted her on the head. "Well, if you're ever in town again, feel free to call me," I said, pulling out a business card and placing it on the sink behind her, as I turned to leave.

"Wait," she said, coughing. I turned to face her, eyebrows raised. "What about the shiny?"