Night in Saffron City
Part 1

 It was midnight when a small hovercraft touched down near the back door
of the Saffron Pokemon gym. A few seconds later, a hatch opened in the
side of the craft and a man jumped down. He was clad in a long black
cape with purple lining, with similar pants and heavy over shirt. He
touched a button on a metal control console on his wrist and a small
digital watch face emerged from the surface. The time read 12:01. “Damn”
he swore, “I’m late.” He started toward the gym, but than paused to look
up at the sky. With a sigh of satisfaction, he continued on his way.
Perfect, he thought, the fortress was embedded in a layer of synthetic
steam, making it look like a harmless cloudbank. Within that flying
base, every species of pokemon known to mankind was working or playing
in perfect order. He glanced down at his watch again and jumped in
surprise at the fleeting passage of time. Than he resumed,
uninterrupted, toward the door.

 “He’s late”, came a voice from a dark corner of the arena. A small Abra
looked up from his bowl of leaves with a questioning look on his simple
face. A pair of jade eyes reveled themselves in the darkness. “Oh,
nothing.” Said the voice again. This seemed to satisfy the tinny
pokemon, and he resumed eating. The voice had come from a young woman.
She had long dark hair pulled into a ponytail. Clad in the traditional
white coat wore by all psychics in training, she stood out surprisingly
little in her dark hiding place. From the time she was excepted into the
class, she had surpassed even the expectations of the mysterious gym
leader Sabrina. Her thoughts drifted to Simon. He was a pokemon
scientist whom was extremely hansom. They had been seeing each other for
nearly 3 months, and each encounter was more exiting than the last. This
arena, that was to be used by expert trainers, was large and was dimly
lit by torches. This had been there meeting place sense the beginning

 Just than the sliding doors opened a crack. Simon’s sandy blond hair
head of hair looked in and glanced around. He than forced the door open
another 3 feet and stepped inside, making sure to close them behind him.
The girl (whose name was Kayla) called the Abra back into its pokeball.
Seeing the burst of red light Simon glanced over. Stepping out into the
center of the arena she said sexily,
“I thought you wouldn’t make it tonight”. Simon moved to embrace her in
his arms and said simply,
“I got delayed.” They than engaged in a passionate kiss, Kayla probing
his mouth with her tongue. For a few long moments they stayed that way,
until Kayla broke the kiss and moved away from Simon, towards the wall.
He watched her as she focused her mental energy and opened a secret door
in the wall. Together they walked through, into the trainer’s lounge.
This was used for after tough battles, but it was off limits to only the
most experienced trainers. It was complete with a stocked fridge, hot
tub and several couches of various sizes for both people and pokemon.
Kayla proceeded to light some candles and place them around the room,
while Simon closed the passage. He was all about secrecy, she thought,
but than again, who wouldn’t be. Mistress Sabrina did not exactly
encourage romantic relationships; even more so on campus.

 Kayla, seeing everything fir, she returned to Simon’s warm embrace. He
broke there embrace, only to start giving Kayla warm, slightly wet
kisses up and down her neck and ear. Simon then deftly unclasped her bra
from the front, and pulled it off her shoulders and out one sleeve.
Tossing it aside, Simon began to cup her breasts in his hands and
kneaded their springy softness with eager fingers. Kayla could only moan
lightly as she was enjoying Simon's attention. Bringing her hands up to
his head, she ran one hand through his hair, and the other stroked his
neck. Simon could feel her nipples start to harden as his fingers
brushed by them once or twice. Finally, Simon gently squeezed her left
nipple between his index finger and thumb. She yelped in pleasure, and
softly muttered Simon's name. Kayla then felt Simon unzip her pants and
she felt it fall off her hips and land in a small pile around her
ankles. As she stepped out of it, she turned around and started
massaging Simon's chest with her smaller hands. Lifting and bringing his
shirt over his head, Kayla tossed it onto his clock, which had been
previously removed.

 Kayla then started suckling Simon's nipples, causing him a bit of
surprise, but he was too busy enjoying this new treatment to care. As
she ran her tongue around one of the nipples of his firm chest, her hand
began to fondle the other. Simon, not wanting to sit there idly, brought
one hand down to her ass and began to caress it. His other hand found
it's way to her front, and he began to gently trace his finger around
the moistening area of her front. Both parties could not help but let a
few moans of pleasure escape their lips every so often, but Kayla was
moaning more because Simon had now gotten his hand underneath her
panties and was gently massaging her tender folds
lovingly with his fingers.

Kayla almost wanted to grab Simon's wrist and make him plunge his
fingers into her, or suck on them, something to make him stop driving
her crazy with the pleasure he was causing right now. His fingers had
found her hardening clit, and even the slightest contact was causing
shock waves of ecstasy through her. In order to get an upper hand on
Simon for the moment, Kayla began fumbling with the clasp of his jeans.
She undid the button, and brought down the zipper. Feeling around
inside, she found his hardened manhood, trying desperately to get out.
Pulling his jeans down, she took his underwear with it. Simon stopped
fondling her ass and pussy for the moment, because he didn't want to
lose his balance. But Kayla guided him to a chair that was nearby and
made him sit in it. Pulling his shoes off his feet, and his pants and
underwear off his legs, she stroked at his eight inch cock that had
become fully freed from its old home. Licking it up and down lovingly,
Kayla gently massaged his balls as she kissed the quivering tip of his
manhood. Looking up at his face, she could tell that Simon was lost in a
sea of ecstasy, and wanted more and more. She would not disappoint him.
As Simon's eyes opened and looked down at her, she smiled wickedly at
him and then plunged her mouth down as far as she could go on Simon’s
cock.

Simon’s eyes rolled back in his head as he felt his manhood completely
engulfed by the wonderful warmth of Kayla's mouth. Her head was bobbing
up and down on his engourged cock, which gave Simon a hard time
balance-wise. Finally, Simon had almost had too much. Not wanting to cum
in her mouth, or on her face, he muttered,
"Kayla! Stop...I can't...uhhh...hold back...much longer ...uhhh..."

Kayla brought her mouth off of Simon, and moved to one side. She then
grasped his cock and
stroked him gently. It didn't take long. Simon clentched up and began to
fire off his load. One, two, three,
four shots of white cum flew from his tip and onto the floor. Kayla just
kept stroking him, not minding if a little got on her hands. Simon then
slumped into the chair, breathing heavily. Lifting his head, he smiled
at her, and she kissed him. Simon, not wanting her to feel dirty, kissed
her back.

 Simon then brought his head up and gently placed her into the chair he
had just been sitting in. Quickly removing her panties, Simon spread her
legs before him, and took a moment to admire her. Kayla began to blush
and said, "Simon! Don't look at me down there! It's embarrassing!” and
tried in vain to shut her legs. He held them firmly in his hands and
brought his mouth down to her most private area. Seeing that she was
already very wet, Simon knew he could take her any time he wanted. Simon
began licking the outer lips of her little pussy gently, and felt her
hands suddenly drop on his head. As she ran her hands through his hair
again, Simon increased his stimulation, moving up and down until he
reached her hard little pink center. Running his tongue up and down it
firmly a couple of times to see her reaction, he was not disappointed
when Kayla began to squeal in pleasure loudly. Smiling to himself, Simon
began licking her clit with a slow, methodical pace. But he didn't keep
it slow for long. As Kayla began to moan louder and louder, Simon began
increasing his tempo. She started bucking her hips about, trying to get
his tongue to go faster, while at the same time trying to get away from
the over-whelming sensations that were assaulting her.

 Finally giving it to it, Kayla nearly shoved Simon's face into her
crotch as she came, screaming out loudly in ecstasy. He kept licking at
her, keeping her orgasm going for several extra seconds. Then, as she
wound down, she released Simon's head and brushed at his cheek with her
hand lovingly. He simply smiled at her. When Kayla got out of the chair
and stood over him. Gently rubbing his chest with one hand, she made him
lie down on a couch and brought her other hand down to his manhood and
stroked it. It didn't take long for Simon to get hard again, and soon he
was erect and ready. He tried to stand again, but Kayla simply lowered
herself on top of him, forcing him to lie back down. Simon knew what was
coming, so he simply relaxed as he felt her gently guide his cock to the
entrance of her folds and position herself. Satisfied, she slowly
lowered herself down, taking Simon an inch at a time. She began to moan
again as finally took him to the hilt. Simon then brought his hands up
and began to move her hips in
a slow rhythm. She barely felt Simon's hands on her hips, moving her
with an increasingly faster pace. Simon's body also arched up to plunge
into her as hard as he could, and both of them were making love with an
animalistic hunger. Simon, finally spent, pulled out of her and leaned
against the wall. Kayla straightened up and kissed him. Simon led the
two of them to the couch and pulled a bed out from under it. They both
snuggled under the covers and fell asleep.


 Simon awoke, or maybe he never slept, less than an hour later and crept
out the same way he came in. Using his handheld flashlight, he found his
way through the darkened hallway. He stopped at a door that was clearly
marked “Top Secret, No Admittance beyond this point”.

Less than five minutes later, he exited and proceeded once again toward
the rear of the gym. He remotely opened the door of his hovercraft when
he stepped out of the door. He paused before climbing into the cockpit
and stared back at the still dark gym, and couldn’t help feeling that he
was being watched. In fact a dark pair of lavender eyes were watching
him. They knew what his real purpose was, and they would plan a little
surprise for the next time. Yes next time. A surprise indeed.

The End (of part 1)

Well, how was that. Keep in mind that this is my first story. More are
on the way, so stay tuned