Patron Reward: Misty vs Serena Sexfight (Patreon)
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A call back to a VERY old commission of pokemon girls competing over Ash in secret. The patron wanted a specific sequel of these two, so enjoy some competitive fuckin'!
Misty had come chasing after Ash once again. She was still using her bike as an excuse to keep trailing him rather than admitting to her crush on the adventuring dope. It had been working so far, but she had apparently been away for too long. Ash had found a new human companion for his travels. Misty stifled her jealousy long enough to force a smile and go through the introductions.
“How dare that bitch go near my man? I ought to kick her ass and show her who’s Ash’s favorite,” Misty thought to herself furiously.
While she was still in front of Ash, she acted quite pleased to meet this Serena girl. She shook her hand and acted happy to see her. She swore she picked up on some similar hostility and territorial air from the blonde, but it may have just been her own attitude skewing her perception.
“Well you two sure became fast friends!” Ash noted obliviously.
“I’ve gotta turn in early for the master class tomorrow, so I’ll let you two get to know each other. See ya!”
Once Ash was well out of earshot, Misty’s polite smile turned to a scowl. Serena’s changed to match hers as their bitter jealousy boiled to the surface.
Misty was dressed in her usual casual attire. Her frizzy red hair was tied up in a side ponytail and she wore jean shorts and a sleeveless yellow top. Overalls connected to either side of her shorts while framing her perky tits.
Serena was a girl with chin-length, slightly curled blonde hair. She wore leggings and boots, a sleeveless sweater-like top, and a skirt that was just as short as Misty’s cutoffs. Her bright blue eyes held nothing but malice for the obvious rival for Ash’s attention.
“Just who do you think you are, acting so close to Ash when you just showed up?” Serena snapped first.
“ME!? You’re the one who’s getting way too friendly all of a sudden!” Misty fired back.
“Ash has only got eyes for one girl and that’s me! I was here first!”
“Oh really? Is that why he barely remembered your name, ‘Musty?”
Misty fumed and grit her teeth at the backhanded comment.
“YOU’RE the one he forgot about! I’ve been along with him since the start of his whole pokemon journey!”
“Well I’ve known Ash since we were kids and I’m way more pretty than some slutty tomboy with a temper.”
“So what? Your plan is to win him over with that tiny skirt you can practically look up?”
“You’re one to talk with those skanky booty shorts of yours!”
“It’s called having a swimmer’s body. And one that can actually fight while you’re much more of a performer. More of a stripper than a fighter.”
The girls glared daggers at each other but knew they couldn’t start an incident in the middle of the busy lobby. Misty pointed sharply at the nearest elevator and Serena followed her lead up to her room where they could settle this in private.
With the door to Misty’s hotel room locked behind them the girls turned back to each other After a few careful, gauging steps, they threw themselves at each other and attacked. They clawed and shoved at first before Misty got her hands dug into Serena’s curls. The blonde girl shrieked and stumbled as her redhead rival gave it a nasty tug.
“I knew a blonde bimbo like you couldn’t fight!” Misty bragged.
She threw Serena to one side, slamming her back against a wall. She was trapped there as Misty threw a few quick punches into her stomach, making her grunt and twitch. They weren’t especially strong but her limited experience in fighting May gave her enough of an edge to control the fight. Serena tried to make a break for it but Misty caught her by her skirt. The loose garment made it easy enough to grab and drag her back.
Misty was ready and waiting with a cross to her jaw. Serena’s eyes rolled from the jarring blow and she fell to her knees, crumbling at Misty’s feet.
“Good to see this won’t take long,” Misty gloated.
She cracked her knuckles and grabbed Serena by the hair. The blonde winced as Misty pulled up on it, startling her into striking back at her. Serena threw a wild punch at Misty that landed as an uppercut in between her legs.
“AUGHHHH!”
Misty screamed as the knuckles buried into her pussy, shooting pain up through her lower belly. Her eyes went wide as she doubled over, cupping her crotch in sudden agony.
“Ha! Not so tough after all!” Serena laughed at her.
Even if she was still a bit breathless from the beating she’d just gone through herself, she wasn’t about to let this opening pass her by. She grabbed Misty by the hair, yanking on her red ponytail. The water trainer winced and grabbed back at Serena but it was too hard to focus on her own attack. It didn’t help that her one hand was still stuck between her legs to nurse the fresh low blow.
Serena steered her towards the bed until Misty tripped over the edge, falling onto the mattress. The blonde easily maneuvered her opponent until she got an arm around her neck, leaning back against the pillows while catching her in a chokehold position. Serena was far from an experienced fighter so her weak grip and amateur hold wasn’t going to choke Misty out anytime soon. It was still plenty to keep her stuck in place in front of her where she could barely reach her captor.
“I guess you’re just as weak as your pokemon. No wonder Ash keeps ditching you!” Serena gloated in her ear.
“RGH! Let go!” Misty snapped amidst her fruitless struggles.
Serena just leaned back further, forcing Misty to arch her back as she pressed against her.
“Make me, you little slut,” Serena hissed as she let one of her hands roam down Misty’s body.
Her fingers traced along Misty’s bare midriff before grabbing the front of her shorts. She tore at the buttoned front and yanked them down Misty’s hips, making the redhead gasp and blush across her pale cheeks. Her snug-fitting panties were exposed and Serena had no trouble reaching past them to rub her hand over her pussy.
“Hey! Stop that!” Misty squeaked as she tried to wriggle out of the seductive hold.
Her squirming mostly made her hips grind against Serena’s probing fingers, making it even more distracting and draining.
“Don’t act like you don’t love it! I should have known it would be easy to get a water type gym leader wet.”
Misty breathed heavier as her unwanted arousal grew. She grabbed and pulled at Serena’s arm but she found herself weakened by the distraction. She could barely budge the trapping limb as her eyelids fluttered. Her kicking legs started to slow and spread out as they instinctively welcomed the fairly gentle attention after their roughhousing.
“W-wait… no…” Misty mewled, even as arousal tainted her voice.
Serena smiled knowingly as she curled her fingers. She was starting to feel out what excited Misty the most. She flexed and curled two fingers to stroke up the length of her clit, getting a quivering sigh out of her.
“See? It’s super effective. Looks like you put all your bimbo brains in your clit,” Serena taunted her dominated rival.
“Why don’t you just give up and enjoy it? You know you want more. You’re practically begging for it! So why don’t you give me a niiiice, big squirt? It’ll feel so good. You know it will, you dirty little slut. Just like you know I’m better than you.”
Her encouraging dirty talk and nearly inescapable hold was too much for Misty to endure. Even with her gloating and giggling blowing past her ear, the redhead was forced to enjoy her surprising finger. Misty’s body bucked suddenly, gasping as she shook in Serena’s grasp. She came hard, gushing her orgasm over her romantic rival’s fingers and her own panties. She was still shuddering in pleasure when Serena shoved her away, letting her crumble to the floor at the foot of the bed. Serena stood back up, though she was surprised at how she stumbled once she was back on her feet. Having been stuck behind Misty for so long and squeezing her in the hold had left her own limbs a little wobbly, but she quickly shook it off and pretended like it was nothing. Misty was far worse off than she was anyway.
“Looks like you’ve had enough… but I’m not done with you yet,” Serena gloated.
She strode towards Misty, making sure that she was looking when she stripped out of her sweater. She let the horny redhead stare as she removed her skirt as well. She left herself in just her bra and panties with her socks and boots still around her feet.
“Okay… that’s pretty sexy,” Misty admitted breathlessly.
She tried to boost herself up onto an elbow but Serena had already reached her. She moved to all fours, pinning Misty on her back as she smiled confidently into her face. Misty stared and blushed back at her until Serena turned around. She shifted on her hands and knees to face Misty’s crotch while leaving her own lacey panties hovering over the gym leader’s face. Serena reached back and pulled them aside, exposing her own soft pink pussy to Misty.
“Be a good girl now. Stick out your tongue and say ‘ahh,” Serena purred seductively.
Misty gulped but did as she asked. She opened her mouth and rolled out her tongue for her. Serena promptly sat down on her face, rolling her hips to rub her pussy over Misty’s mouth. The gym leader couldn’t help but moan as she was used by the triumphant blonde. Misty refused to lick or eat her out, but Serena didn’t care. She was happily humping her face, guiding it herself to make sure that her hard clit rubbed over Misty’s extended tongue. Her pussy juices started to ooze out across her taste buds, but Misty held her tongue so to speak. She knew how weak her orgasm had made her moments ago. She stayed calm and tried to rest, recovering her strength while she let Serena think she’d already won.
Misty even gave in and started sending long, moaning licks up Serena’s slit. The blonde moaned and started to grind harder into her. It was an indignity that Misty was willing to put up with for now to buy herself some time. She was just lucky that Serena was cocky and dumb enough to try and humiliate her already rather than sealing the deal while she was still exhausted from the orgasm.
“Ahh, yes~! I knew a trashy little tomboy like you would be so good at this.”
Serena purred out more backhanded praise as she humped Misty’s face, playing with her breasts with her free hand. She bit her finger seductively while helping to contain her moans as she looked back at Misty. She was moaning and licking obediently, leaving the blonde completely unaware of her strategy. The redhead was not only resting up for a comeback beneath her, but she was starting to feel out Serena’s sweet spots. She knew where to press or flex her tongue to excite her the most, committing them to her muscle memory.
Serena’s angling of her hips to focus on rubbing her clit over her face was obvious, so she focused there most of all. Misty tilted her head to flatten out her tongue against her rival’s clit, rubbing it firmly back and forth. It clearly hit home judging by how Serena arched her back and let out a long, throaty moan. Misty frowned around her mouthful of pussy.
“At least her moans are sexy…” she admitted to herself as she kept on pressing the sweet spot.
Serena was enjoying it far too much to notice her distaste.
“Mmm, that’s the spirit. Really get in there, loser. If you can’t have Ash, you can at least make yourself useful and enjoy the taste of the better woman.”
The smug blonde leaned further forward, lifting her hips off Misty’s upper body. It presented her ass and pussy more openly, dripping with her arousal and Misty’s own saliva. It was a sexy sight, even for Misty who had been bullied and subjected to it over the last few minutes.
“How’s that? Get in there nice and deep, darling,” Serena purred.
Misty swallowed but moved in closer. She had Serena moaning loudly in seconds as she pressed in her tongue, teasing her clit from behind while teasing her tongue up to the edge of her ass cheeks. The blonde just hummed in pleasure and started rocking her hips, humping even more eagerly on her rival’s tongue. Misty just kept up her submissive licking, even taking hold of Serena’s panties. The blonde lazily let go of them, allowing her seemingly beaten rival to hold her panties aside for her to keep accessing her nethers.
Misty kept eating her sloppy pussy out, sliding under the blonde’s body before suddenly lashing out with her legs. They wrapped around Serena’s neck and pulled her face-down to the hotel floor. She gasped and tried to struggle free but Misty just pressed her face in deeper, keeping her trapped while eating her out even more aggressively.
“H-hey! What are you…. Ahhhn~!”
Misty pressed her tongue firmly against Serena’s clit, pinning it against the inside of her pussy and rubbing it firmly. The redhead smirked and wagged her tongue from side to side, slapping it lightly with the wet muscle until it was nice and hard. She parted her lips enough to guide it inside and suckle on the hard nub. Some soft sucking was all it took to have Serena practically paralyzed by her arousing move, trapped and struggling just to focus past the mind-numbing lust.
“Mmmm. What’s the matter? Losing the will to fight back, you slut?” Misty taunted between her enticing sucks and licks.
Her purring voice just vibrated her lips against Serena’s folds. She wailed and trembled, but Misty just gave her ass a sharp and punishing spank. The mix of pain and pleasure got her constantly edging back and forth from the verge of orgasming through her clingy thong. Misty had the blonde panting rapidly, clearly growing closer by her hot and desperate breathing. She clearly couldn’t resist or think straight as she shook her head.
“No… noooo! Please! Just finish it!” she wailed, clearly losing all hope of escaping Misty’s sexual submission hold.
“How pathetic!” Misty gloated.
“Why don’t you beg for it, you little skank? Otherwise, I could always make it so that you never orgasm again!”
She buried her face back into Serena’s snatch, making her point painfully clear. She nuzzled her mouth into the blonde and bared her teeth, lightly biting down on Serena’s clit. She shrieked from even the gentle gnawing, freezing up rather than risking Misty doing any lasting damage to her privates. In her overly aroused state, even the pain felt good on some level.
“YES! PLEASE! I BEG YOU! I’M SORRY! DON’T TAKE MY CLIT! JUST LET ME CUM! PLEASE OH PLEASE!”
Serena’s pathetic rant was music to Misty’s ears. It started to turn her on herself. The redhead withdrew from her pussy, releasing her clit and starting to lick around her inner thighs above her high socks. Serena shuddered, relieved but also missing the direct attention to her clit. She bit her lip and whined as she found herself left unable to cum again.
Misty was hitting a surprisingly vulnerable spot on her, exciting Serena even more than she realized. The tight, thigh-high socks covered most of her legs, leaving her upper thighs at a delicate middleground. The leggy blonde’s flesh was cooler than it was a mere inch below, making Misty’s lingering saliva making the chill especially shocking. Serena beat her hands on the floor trying to vent her frustrations.
“Oh god… pleaaaaase! No more teasing! I can’t take it!” she cried out.
Misty chuckled at her torment, taking another soft bite of her pale thighs. She licked her lips as she admired the little bite mark she left behind.
“Please… please let me cum!” Serena panted, not even concerned with winning any more.
Misty decided that she’d had her fill of that particular form of torture. She wasn’t done with the blonde, but she was willing to at least change things up. She planted a parting kiss on Serena’s thigh as one last, teasing warning before she pressed her tongue into Serena’s thong. The blonde moaned even from the indirect contact, but it still wasn’t enough to push her over the edge into an actual orgasm. It was closer, but Misty was still toying with her sexuality as her cruel plaything.
“Yessss… nooo… this isn’t faiiir~! I can’t… fuck… I can’t last! Pleaaaase fuck me!” Serena wailed.
She was soaking wet, dripping through the crotch of her thong. Her fingers clenched into fists, eyes and mouth watering as she kept panting on the razor’s edge of orgasming. Misty was still playing her pussy like a fiddle.
“I can’t… I can’t compare! You’re the better woman! You’re so hot and sexy and… I can’t! Pleaaaase! Let me cum! Fuck me like the naughty fucking slut I ammmm~! Ahhhhn~!”
When she devolved into wordless whining, Misty finally felt satisfied that she had her. She cracked a wicked smile before finally peeling aside Serena’s panties. She gasped just from her soaking wet pussy being exposed to the open air, so when Misty leaned in and kissed her firmly on the clit with her moaning lips, it broke her in a single touch.
Serena screamed and arched her back, popping her head up as she squirted hard into Misty’s mouth. Her whole body shook with the massive orgasm, relieved from the pressure while also hoping that she was finished with her. She was still shaking from the orgasm when Misty suddenly grabbed her hips tightly, pinning her down and starting to lick and finger her even more roughly.
“AHHH~! No! Stop! I can’t take it!” the blonde girl rambled in a panic.
Misty smirked at the shocked Serena, licking some of her sloppy cum from her lips.
“Oh, what’s the matter?” she purred as her fingers kept pumping against Serena’s wet and swollen clitoris.
“You WANTED me to make you cum. So I am. I’m going to make you keep cumming all night long until I’ve FUCKED your slutty pussy out cold!”
Serena’s panic returned amidst her overly stimulated pussy. She waved her hands pleadingly at Misty.
“No! Please! I beg you do-OHHHH~!”
She howled as her attempts to turn and face Misty only made her hips rise and her pussy more vulnerable. Misty curled her tongue and fingers invaded deeper inside her, making the blonde’s eyes roll and her jaw drop as she crumbled back face first to the floor.
“Quit struggling, you stupid, manstealing little whore,” Misty threatened.
“You’re lucky I’m giving this to you. I could always beat your ass and knock you out the old fashioned way.”
Misty’s lean legs flexed and squeezed together. The swimmer’s strong limbs tightened around Serena’s neck, cutting off her air for a moment. Serena gasped and gagged, but she didn’t struggle against her. She just shivered submissively, getting Misty to smirk as she saw her spirit break in the wake of her threats.
“That’s better. Now be a good blonde barbie and let me play with you.”
Her tongue fingertips danced around inside Serena, exploring around as she pleased. The blonde trainer gave occasional grunts or moans when she hit especially sweet spots, but she didn’t pay much mind to it. It was for her entertainment more than her captive’s pleasure, after all.
“Please… oh fuck… a little lower,” Serena squeaked out.
Misty smirked and raised an eyebrow at the suggestion. She dipped her tongue lower like she suggested and immediately felt her tense up with arousal. Serena gasped and raised her hips, offering herself up even more submissively like a bitch in heat. The way her tongue pressed against her clit while teasing the rest of her pussy was apparently just the right spot and she was too lost in the pleasure to even try to resist. Serena could only make the most of her punishment at this point.
“So you’re TELLING me how to beat you now,” Misty giggled, unsheathing her tongue from her beaten rival’s slit.
“How stupid can you get? Telling your enemy your weak spots… what a dumb bimbo bitch!”
Misty laughed as she smacked Serena on her tight, round ass. She let out a cry but even the mocking words while her tongue flicked up against her tortured slit was enough to push her into another orgasm. Serena shivered and moaned, too weakened to stop Misty’s cruelty and too horny to want to do so in the first place.
“You’re so pathetic!” she taunted, flicking a finger to lightly strike her clit.
Serena bit her lip and shivered again, barely resisting another orgasm from the shocking move.
“You even fight like a bitch. You couldn’t even beat me if you kept up that move you had me in before. You’re way too weak and soft, especially for somebody this cocky!”
Misty gave her a few more bitter spanks as she buried her tongue inside her. While Serena was aroused by it all, the redhead was much rougher in her sexual attack. She spat insults at her whenever she wasn’t busying her mouth by sucking her clit or licking her pussy, constantly attacking her one way or another. Even when she was maliciously trash talking her, she kept her fingers rubbing and pinching at her hard and sopping wet clit.
“Look at you! You weak little bitch! I hit harder, train harder, and I even fuck harder than you! Bet you wish you’d made me cum this hard when you had me down before! Well now it’s too late and you’re ALL mine to break however I want!”
She locked her mouth onto Serena’s pussy, flexing and shoving her tongue in to bully her clit around. It curled to catch around the vulnerable nub, drawing it into her mouth and sucking on it like she was nursing on her nipple. Serena let out a long, quivering wail as all but melted in her clutches. Even Misty’s slaps to her ass and tits only spurred on her broken will and raging libido to keep squirting for her again, draining what tiny fractions of her strength she had left in her.
“Did you really think one pathetic orgasm was enough to stop me?” Misty demanded through her wicked grin.
“Even your sorry ass handled one until you were begging for more. You knew my pussy was too strong for you. You were scared of it, weren’t you? Afraid I would show you I’m the better woman just like I am now!”
“I’m sorry! So sorry! Oh fuck! Ohhhh moooore! I mean… stop… please…”
Serena’s conflicted ramblings and slutty moans were starting to turn Misty on. She squeezed the blonde tightly around the waist and tongued her clit again, torturing it with pleasure before parting with a firm, smooching kiss that sent lightning-like surges up through her body. Serena’s hips bucked in another sloppy squirt onto Misty’s lips, giving her the musky taste of victory through her pale and creamy cum.
“You like that, bitch? You love being my painful little plaything?” Misty demanded.
“YES! Oh fuck! More! Fuck me more! Deeper! Fuck me like the slut I am! You fuck me so good, Misty! You’re so good at making me your slut!”
Serena’s whining words confirmed for Misty that she had fully broken her. She was lost in the shame of her submission and the pleasure of her chained together orgasms.
“There’s a good bitch. One who knows her place,” Misty tutted.
She shifted her leg to slap Serena across the face with her foot. Her head bucked with a husky moan, even seeming to get off the pain now. She drooled over her toes as her eyes rolled in mind-numbing pleasure. Her lightheadedness caught up with her, making her eyes roll before she fully dropped unconscious from exhaustion.
At last, Misty let her go. She parted her legs to let Serena crumble to the floor, just to shift around in front of her. The blonde loser groaned, her eyes fluttering rapidly in between her breathless daze and a half dozen orgasms wrecking her brain and body. Misty smirked down at her handiwork as she grabbed the blonde’s bra and tied her arms behind her back. She did the same with the panties, using Serena’s thong to tie up her ankles.
“Ohhh… please… … uhnnn…?” Serena managed to mumble in her unconscious state, sleeptalking at Misty’s feet.
The dominating redhead squatted down over her, pulling on Serena’s hair. She lifted her up before cupping her chin, admiring her handiwork on the beaten blonde. Even though Serena clearly couldn’t hear her, she couldn’t help but gloat.
“It’s too bad you won’t be able to meet with Ash tonight. Real pity. I’ll be sure to tell him you were busy,” Misty commented smugly.
She caressed Serena’s cheek, enjoying how even fully KOed the loser shuddered at her seductive touch.
“Of course, maybe you’ll get lucky tonight after all. Somebody with nothing better to do might find you tied up like this and take advantage of that slutty body.”
Misty laughed and let her bested rival drop to the floor. She stepped over her, using her back as a doormat as she reclaimed her clothes, cleaned herself up in the bathroom, and made her way to Ash’s room. She was high on confidence after besting another rival for his attention, so she felt like striking while the iron (and Serena’s limp body) was still hot.