Sex Arcade: Misty and Jessie

Misty and Jessie in the Sex Arcade

Story by: Scratch, Check out more of his works on his site , Or on his Paetron.

SEX-ARCADE BOOTH 402 DATA:

Subject: Misty
Occupation: Pokemon Trainer
Hourly Charge: $ 200.00
Acquisition Date: 14/06/2015
Acquisition Level: Very Easy

SEX-ARCADE BOOTH - - - DATA:
Subject: Jesse
Occupation: Pokemon Thief
Hourly Charge: $ 200.00
Acquisition Date: 14/06/2015
Acquisition Level: Very Easy

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"Hey, Jesse... nuff.. looks .. ahh AHH haa... looks like my 'Meat Rocket’ is b-blasting off...Ahh... Aggainnnn!!"

Jesse felt thick spurts of cum coat the back of her throat. She swallowed involuntarily as the goonie faced nerd gave a few more hard thrusts that tickled at her gag reflex. His hand gripped her long purple hair tightly. He tugged on it. Pulled her face about roughly until his dick popped free from the ring gag stuffed between her shiny, cum smeared, lips. With her hair wrapped around his fist, he had guided her mouth up and down his shaft until he exploded. Not just once, but twice! Thankfully, the second time, he withdrew relatively quickly, before any more of his disgusting seed worked its way down into her belly.

How could he have so much left in his balls? The bitter thought raced through Jesse's mind as cum continued to pump from his cock onto her face. It was less of a load than the first, though, not by much.

She sucked in a lungful of air. It was hard enough trying to breathe around a thick, thrusting cock in her throat but, having her old 'enemy', and now often times ‘partner’ Misty, lying between her breasts and on her spunk-filled stomach, definitely didn't help matters.

Leaning on her tits Misty groaned as she was rocked back and forth from the cock that continued to slide in and out of her pussy. She burped up a little cum from a previous client and it dribbled from her lips to spill over Jesse's much larger chest. Judging by the dazed look in Misty's eyes, and by the absolute hammering her sucking cunt was receiving, her client most definitely knew how to handle his dick.

Unlike most, the men using them now were in great shape. With pleasing athletic builds. Spoiled only by plain, nerdy looking faces. Though, under the muscles, they were simply two more of the same damned, dorky, perverts the girls had come to expect from their time in the Sex Arcade. Just like ninety percent of the other "fan-boys" waiting patiently in line for their turn.

Jesse couldn't stand them. The worst were the ones who wanted her to sign Pokémon cards, usually a Wobbuffet or Ekans, before roughly violating her. Then it was the others. The critics. With their stupid questions regarding her past, and often failed, schemes to steal Pokémon. Why didn't 'Team Rocket' do this. Why didn't they try the same plan that almost worked at a later date and fix the error they made the first time? Jesse still didn’t understand how they knew so much about her, and she hated explaining herself at the best of times, never mind trying to do so while some pimpled, four-eyed loser had his dick stuffed balls deep in her bum.

Misty's client leaned over and gripped her ripped up shorts. Used the denim material like handles to really drive into her as hard as he could.

"I've searched the land so far, UUUGGhh... spread your legs so wide…” He began to sing while he stepped up his fucking, “to release from my cock, into your cunt, the power that's insideeee...." He giggled to himself as he butchered one of the pokemon theme songs and continued his frenzied thrusts.

“Poke-your-mon! Feel that in you it’s meeee... “The lust, clearly written on his face, intensified as he continued on with another verse, "To have your cunts fucked by your masters is your desttinnyyy!" Then he began to tense, his body shaking. “Yo-Your cunts a…a… cock’s b-b-best f-friend …UHHNggH…”

Jesse watched his eyes cross and his features contort into a stupid happy face as the dork proceeded to fill Misty’s tight little pussy with a fresh load of geek goo.

Meanwhile Jesse’s own bastard continued to smack at her cheek with his length, then cleaned the last of his spunk off by wiping it over her lips and tongue.

This wasn't the first and it most certainly wouldn't be the last time a client would sing some ridiculous modification of the dumb songs to them. Neither she nor Misty had ever even heard the accursed tunes before their arrival. But ever since. Every day, every shift, some twisted variant was hummed or quoted at them while they were used like cock puppets. Even the pokeball themed vibrators inserted into both of their asses pulsed to the damned music.

The geeks rub their cocks over them for a few moments more as Jesse and Misty struggled in their bonds. Finally, they stepped back and a couple more nerds walked toward them from the front of the long line. The new ones immediately started up with a song of their own as they stroked their cocks to hardness. "A least a hundred and fifty or more maybe? Just how much cock have you taken today, Jess and Mistttyyy?!" They all high-fived each other as they passed laughing and sniggling like children at their inane antics.

"Oh, dude!" The round bellied nerd leading the way turned to his friend while they approached. To Jesse he looked like a human Snorelax. She could only assume he spent all of his time squatting, toad like, behind a computer screen. "We should have talked this over! Who did you want to fuck, man?"

"Oh, jeez.. Umm? Misty? If that's cool with you?" The other said adjusting his glasses on his skinny face.

"No prob! That works out great! I've always wanted a piece of this stuck-up cock-tease anyway." Jesse groaned as she watched Snorlax step toward her face. He stroked at a cock that looked just like him. Thick, ugly and FAT! Large pudgy hands gripped the side of her face and pushed insistently so her head was dangling upside down over the edge of the table. Snorelax held her still, guided the tip of his disgustingly large cock to slide through the ring gag. It was a tight fit. Unfortunately, the rings were designed for such eventualities, and it ratcheted open even more to account for his larger than average girth. Jesse’s mouth stretched wider with the intrusion and her vision became blocked when his massive, spunk heavy nutsack came to rest over her eyes.

"Hey, Jesse. I'll promise not to “blast offat the speed of light...” Even though she couldn’t see it, Jesse could hear the smirk on his lips as he spoke. “So ‘surrender now...' Nufff." The oaf leaned on the table for support and began to buck his cock down her throat. His foul, sweaty ball bounced against her nose. Jesse felt her throat stretch to fit around the hot, veiny meat stick. She gagged as he angled down into her gullet.

"But really? I'd prefer Nufff.. nufff... if you... Ummph… gave me a ‘Fight! Fight! Fight!"

“Oh man! That was a good one.” The skinny guy with glasses chuckled toward his fat friend who continued to batter at Jesse’s tonsils. Misty gasped as the glasses wearing geek pulled the vibrating pokeball themed dildo from her ass then carelessly shoved it into her pussy. Then, he got his knees up on the table and with one stroke sank himself balls deep into her round, toned ass. The geeks began thrusting in tandem, working themselves into a fervour.

"Now.. URRFF... ladies. When we cum... UnGh!...Ya gotta catch it ALL!"