Fisting

Author's Note: Garrison is a one-off character of the day from the Black/White anime. He looks like this.

Desperate and all too needy pants filled the bedroom as Garrett Garrison’s fingers stroked Medee’s even needier walls. He watched as her face scrunched up cutely. Saliva dripped from her kiss-swollen lips as she stared up at him with crinkled eyes. Tanned hands reached out for him.

“G...G-Gar...” she stammered, her voice nearly getting swallowed up by her heavy breaths. “K-kiss? Kiss me?”

A small chuckle escaped the man. He leaned down and captured his lover’s lips with his own. His thumb stroked her aching clit in slow, tight circles that had her absolutely writhing under him. Her high-pitched whines and moans slipped into his mouth as he toyed with her.

Two fingers were inside of her and had her spasming wildly under him. His cock throbbed with need but he didn’t mind waiting until she came. The nurse always needed a bit of help getting in the zone and he was happy to give it to her. Feeling her walls twitch and squeeze around his digits before a surplus of juices gushed onto his shifting hand, Garrett felt confident that she was ready.

A third finger slipped into her needy pussy and had her squealing. Her back arched against the creaking mattress as she carded her trembling fingers through his short brown locks. He grimaced slightly. Hopefully, tomorrow, they wouldn’t be getting strange looks from Chansey and Audino or the nearby neighbours who understood what human couples liked to get up to at night. His thumb ground against her clit once again. Another rush of arousal splashed against his hand.

Hesitantly, Medee pulled away from the kiss. “M-more...?”

He blinked. “Th-there’s already three in there...” he said with a soft laugh.

“Th-that’s okay...” she keened. “I’ll... I’ll let you know if its too much...”

He swallowed. “Alright...”

With hesitation, Garrett pushed the tip of his pinky into her needy little hole. She writhed, naerly pushing him out of her, but, he pushed forward. Soon, his second knuckle popped into her cunt. Another high-pitched whine tore itself from her throat and bounced off the walls of their apartment.

“M...m... more!”

He balked at that.

A jolt of electricity ran through his body and straight to the tip of his drooling prick. He swallowed. Then, he pushed his hand forward, driven by both of their need.

Medee panted as her hips rose into the air. Her entrance burned as her walls stretched to her absolute limits, or at least, the limits that she was aware of. Heavy breaths fell from her mouth and were desperately sucked back in as she felt that need for more, more, more! She had no idea why she was so hungry for him. She simply was.

Greedily, she reached out for Garrett again and pulled him into a heated kiss. Their tongues lashed against each other as he continued to push and push and push until finally... His final row of knuckles literally popped into her pussy. Pure sensation wracked her body as she found herself practically spinning out of control. Her walls spasmed around his fist. She felt so tight and so hot. Sweat rolled down their bodies. Desperate pants escaped them and filled each other’s lungs as Garrett slowly pushed and pulled his fist in and out of her. 

In and out. In and out. In and out.

Again and again, he popped in and out of her drooling cunt. She had never felt so full before. Endorphins pumped through her body as a greedy voice in the back of her pleasure ridden skull screamed for more. She wanted, no, needed more of him.

“M-more?” she whispered.

“No.” His voice was firm yet incredibly heated. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Please?”

“No. Stop asking.”

Medee nearly sobbed as his thumb thudded against her clit as he gave one final push. The spasming of her walls grew faster and wilder. More arousal gushed from her greedy little cunt before it was too much. Sticky, messy juices splashed against his wrist as she came. Hard.

He felt the pulse of her orgasm rip through her as she squeezed around his fist so much that he thought she was going to push him out. Eventually, she came down and he slowly pulled out his fist. Achingly slow, just in case she was too sensitive or he was too rough. She panted as she lay limp on their shared mattress. His cock throbbed heavily as he laid next to her.

“I-I’ll... I-I’ll take care of you in a bit, darling,” she whispered. “I promise...”

“No rush.”

“...Y-you should try it... it’s so good.”

A nervous laugh escaped him. “No, I’m... I’m good.”