Dressed Up To The Eyes, It's a Wonderful Surprise - Serena reward story

"Gee, Calem, I'm really glad you wanted to come on this date with me," Serena said, sitting all flush and excitable on the edge of the hotel room bed. It was a dingy, dismal room. Cheap and run-down and dirty as could be, but she was seeing stars. "I'm so happy you didn't forget about me after you became champion." She shifted about, fingers nervously pressings together, the surprise taking her as she stared up at him. There was a doe-eyed neediness to everything she did. "You're so famous now, the best trainer in Kalos, but you still found time to come meet me, and to..." She opened her mouth and shut her eyes, head leaning back a little bit and her tongue pushing out, offering herself up for a kiss. She was really doing it. She was going to kiss her dream boy and going to make her dreams come true.

In response, an oversized tongue shoved its way into her mouth, grubby hands descending without hesitation upon the plump breasts strained against Serena's sleeveless black top. Big, yellow hands with meaty fingers that squeezed and grabbed at her. 'Calem' wasn't subtle about forcing his way upon Serena, about the sloppy push toward greedy pleasures and attentions that she didn't have any good way of handling, but he was insistent and aggressive with her, greedy squeezes and gropes making her body tighten up in shuddering surprise. The kiss was so much more forceful than she expected, but Serena felt happy to hold on through it, a tightened-up mess of excitement and greed that burned without much sense, but she was ready, eager, pushing in toward it.

Anything to finally be with Calem, anything to finally experience the love of the boy she adored upon her, bringing her the kinds of pleasure and attention she couldn't pretend she was able to resist. With her hands still set on her lap, she let Calem's kisses come to her, awash in the dizzy joys of feeling him kissing her. His tongue was a lot bigger than she expected on top of being a lot more forceful, but all she felt was the sweet wear of attention and fascination urging her deeper. Serena had needs, very direct and senseless and bringing her pleasures she couldn't get enough of already. It was just kissing! Just kissing and a bit of handsiness.

"You really wanted to get me here," she said when his tongue briefly drew back. She giggled her way through some very over the top pressures, staring up at him with a sense of utterly smoldering delight, blushing brilliance leaving her completely hopeless. Her head swayed forward a little bit and the pressure built hotter in her. "I'm so happy I get to give my virginity to you," she said, starting to pull her skirt upward and urging him to look down between her legs at the red lace panties she'd bought just for the occasions, one with the stark presence of a heart laid right over her mound, which was now so wet and so receptive that a damp spot had formed in the front of it. Serena was a hopeless mess now.

Calem didn't say anything about this, but he did show off something of his own. A fat, throbbing, mushroom-headed cock pushed into her face, and Serena let out eager noises, rushes of pleasure and frustration and a panic that built quickly inside of her. "Oh, you're so big!" The gasp of shaky excitement and the continued plunge into weird, raw ecstasy left Serena amazed and uncontrolled, but she didn't hesitate, taking him into her hands and starting to pump along his shaft, dizzy excitement urging her into something strange, something deeply enticing. She had to suck it. She needed to. "I'm going to be your dream girl, Calem."

The steady push to take the oversized dick into her mouth didn't get any response from Calem either, but she didn't care, happily sucking him down, tending to him and embracing the dizzy pleasures that pulled her to want to give in to this. She couldn't believe how big he was, how much these fascinating pleasures kept urging her to give in. She wanted to make him happy, and she didn't think about how stoic he seemed. This was their date. Their wonderful date, here together away from prying eyes. A place where she could give herself to Calem and experience the thrills of all the pleasures that she needed most. This was the way to feel good, this was how she could prove herself to him and satisfy everything he wanted from her, and she needed only to continue pushing for it.

For her whole life, Serena thought herself a sweet, good girl. One who was going to have sappy, loving first time sex with a boy she loved and one day would marry, and wasn't going to act like a slutty, trashy girl. She proved that by sucking the cock down deep and slobbering all over it, a starry-eyed and romantic mess of slurping and drooling all over the dick in her face, a show of frustrated need and of pure passion that continued to urge her into ruin. She wanted this, and every desperate urge pushed her to hold nothing back, kept her burning up in the sweet satisfaction and dizziness of pursuing her own ruin. But it was all so romantic, so loving. What good, pure girls did for boys they liked.

Having him in her throat made her gag and sputter, but she didn't slow down.

Calem stood the whole time over her, looming with a sense of satisfied delight while every shove forward of her head expressed the growing commotion and delirium of her efforts. She pursued shameless pleasure, showing off the depths she was willing to sink to in the name of getting off and of making him feel good. There wasn't any reason to hold back or to pretend she could contain herself. Serena wanted to make him feel good, and if he felt too shy to be talkative, that was okay, too. Her hands continued to stroke much of the oversized cock, knowing she couldn't suck down most of it. Its shape was strange, and it didn't feel like human skin, but she'd never touched a penis before this, so how was she to know?

All she knew was that she wanted to keep sucking. Greedy pushes forward drew on with less and less restraint or calm. Everything inside of Serena screamed from within for her to keep indulging in this cock, sucking it down and expressing the hasty, desperate plunge into ruin that it guaranteed. Every suck and slurp and push was something stripped of reason, something that she felt more and more confident in pushing into while everything spiraled around her, and her thoughts didn't try to keep up with any of this. Her thoughts drifted into dizzy emptiness, a droning nothingness that didn't get in the way of what really mattered to her now. The simplicity and ease of losing control and giving in to these senseless pleasures made her feel better about this mess, a determined shove into raw, weird chaos making everything just feel right.

Heat swelled between Serena's legs. She didn't try to fight it, embracing so many confusing feelings and finding that she was unable to fight the growing commotion, an excitement and a fire that urged her to give in and to stop thinking. She had needs, and right now, those needs were manifesting in the form of a ravenous need for the cock presently filling her mouth. As drool dripped down into her lap and shaky pleasures consumed her thoughts fully, all Serena could think about was the joy of giving in deeper. Forcing herself to take more of the huge dick into her mouth and forcing this mess of passion and delirium to take her to the absolute limit, this was all so much more drastic and weird than she was ready for.

Every rumble and groan from Calem was an understated expression of lusts, and Serena wished he would have been a little more vocal, but that was okay; it was more important that he be here at all, that she continue to praise his cock and embrace the pleasures growing messier and dizzier with each passing second, something that felt like a complete mess of desires all building up to a strange sort of breaking point now. Every desperate attempt to push on and suck on this cock made her want to get fucked by him, made her push and indulge and lose herself to the shaky joys of trying whatever she could to make him happy.

All of it reached a weird, unhesitating breaking point when he came. A hand grabbed the back of her head to hold her in place, and Calem's hand wasn't supposed to feel as big as the one that almost palmed her entire skull at once as she received a flood of cum pumping into her mouth, but she didn't care. She took it all in stride, struggling to choke down his seed and prove what a good girlfriend she could be for him, shuddering her way through confusion and panic, through senseless sorts of delirium she had no control against. Even as it spilled out from the corners of her lips and she was struggling to hold herself together, Serena's only thought was of proving how well she could satisfy him.

When the hand let go of her head, Serena fell back, gasping out in pure shock and fumbling her hands toward the box she had waiting beside her on the bed. "You have to use a condom," she said, voice growing shaky. "I want to give you my virginity, but we have to be safe. Is that okay w--" She shrieked in surprise as Calem seized the box of condoms from her, and before she knew what was happening, Serena was learning that condoms weren't any obstacle for the man she loved.

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"God, Calem, you're such an intense lover!" It had been going for hours. Serena was a cross-eyed, sweaty mess in nothing but her skirt, which had been yanked up over her hips, and her hat. She lay on the bed writhing in exhausted delight, a myriad of tied-off condoms stuck into the band of her skirt, held down against her body and bouncing every which way as she stared dizzily up toward Calem. At all his attractive, handsome features, even if her view of his face was pretty blurry, even if she didn't know much of what was happening, all as long as the champion's huge donkey dick was wrecking her pussy. That was all she really cared about.

The tongue shoved its way once more into her mouth. So long. So big. All while his cock pounded down into her. She couldn't believe what an animal Calem fucked like. He was so ready and reckless, pushing her to the limit of what she could take and making her feel the waves and waves of pure insanity and sensation that begged her down deeper. Even if Calem didn't say anything, grunting his way through fucking her and otherwise seeming utterly detached, Serena felt like she could feel the love, felt like she was giving herself up fully to him and learning the depths of true fascination. This was everything to Serena now, an expression of ravenous desire and of hungers to fall deep into.

The condoms were swollen and full of cum. The seemingly endless supply of semen being pumped into her left Serena floored, but as itme melted away into meaningless nothing, she felt like she was only feeling better, only indulging deeper into feelings that kept her desperately clinging to any hope she could find of surrender. Calem's persistent and greedy efforts forced upon Serena pleasures that reduced her thoughts and resistances to a mushy mess of aimless acceptance. It wore down harder at her, left her ragged and panting, fucked to countless orgasms and not sure how much more she could take, but for the sake of satisfying Calem, she'd do it.

Her ample breasts received plenty more groping from Calem's surprisingly big hands. She never thought his grip was so overbearing before, but as he greedily pawed at her chest, it seemed like she had really underestimated all of this. Every passing second felt weirder and messier, so full of frustrations and surprises she didn't know exactly how to face, but with each passing second, Serena welcomed these attentions. "I'm glad you like my body so much!" she gasped. "Especially since... Well, Shauna's really flat, and I didn't know if you liked girls like that, but I know she has a crush on you, too. But you picked me! You must really love my body, so here, touch me all you want. I love the way you're getting with me!"

The pleasures were all so erratic and fascinating and fiery, and Serena felt utterly incapable of holding herself together, sliding into deeper excitement and into emboldening frustrations, needing only to pursue whatever weirdness this could grant her now. Calem's love was a lot to handle, and for a confused virgin barely able to hold onto herself, this was over the line. But it didn't matter. She was committed to the rapturous pleasures pushing her limits, to the sweet surrender and fascination of giving up harder, hotter, messier. She didnt' care about containing herself, growing more vocal under the thrill of getting fucked senseless, all time and sense losing meaning if it meant finally being underneath the boy she loved.

It made sense that he wasn't talking. It was fine. Calem was just short on words because of how much he loved her, how much these exciting pleasures were pushing him. She knew he loved her. He kept fucking her! For hours, he was using her so hard, and it wouldn't have made sense if he didn't. She was happy to keep giving in to this, happy to pursue the pleasures and frustrations that urged her deeper into the pleasures and the fevers that she accepted harder, greedier, lost to the spectacle it brought her. Drowning herself in justifications and excuses, Serena felt better and better about giving in to this mess, a chaotic throb of endless pleasures bringing her greater joy, and she couldn't possibly contain these joys now, couldn't fight the growing spectacle pulling her into fascination.

The pleasure was exhausting, though. Serena wasn't built to fuck for hours like this, her body struggling to hold on through another march toward ruin, the creeping panic and worn-down pressure of giving so completely up setting in and leaving her floored. "Calem!" she shrieked, another rush of pure fascination washing over her, her head rolling back in bucking joy and throbbing ecstasy, in the commotion of a release she now couldn't possibly fight. It was everything to her, and she felt herself eagerly unravel under all these grand pressures, under a heated spectacle she was all too happy to lose herself to. She burned hotter, needing more of this, craving whatever could keep her falling deeper, every moment of spectacle and delirium feeling better and hotter and bringing her to just crumble under the weight of these pleasures. It was too much, and she felt like she was doomed to fall, doomed to come apart at the seams and let these pleasures become everything she needed.

The condom ballooned inside of her, swelling out and leaving her even more erratic and shaky. Serena couldn't believe how badly her aches got to her, but she knew she wanted them, knew that she needed to stop thinking and needed to give in to the depths of pure hunger upon her. When Calem pulled out, he rolled it off of his cock, and while she lay there dizzy, he rubbed it along her face. Serena let out a confused noise. It was sticky with her juices and this was an all new frontier of attention, but one that she didn't exactly shirk away from as it rolled along her body. "Calem?" she asked. The questions ceased when he brought it to her lips and his fingers pushed his gooey payload out of the latex and into her mouth.

She swallowed the cum, obediently sucking it out of the used condom while Calem loomed over her. She felt like she had to do this. had to make him happy. It was a cost she was naturally all too eager to pay, and when he pulled one of the condoms off from under her skirt and did the same thing, she sucked a bit more eagerly. Then the next. She didn't know why he liked this, but if it made Calem happy, she was all too eager to suck the used condoms of every drop of his cum. It was so pungent and powerful. "You're a real man," she giggled, awkward and exhausted and nervous, but hopelessly in love and adoring. She was barely hanging on to consciousness while Calem fed her hours of loads, but she took every drop of it.

Then, her eyes couldn't stay open a moment longer. "I love you, Calem," she whined, compeltely out of sorts, eyes slowly shutting. "I love you. Do you love me?" All she got in response was another grunt, but she sank off to sleep with a big smile on her face. Serena was fulfilled and satisfied, ready to drift off now to a deep sleep.

For a moment, Serena's lover loomed over the bed, admiring the busty, sweaty girl passed out with used condoms strewn all over her. It worked out perfectly. Hypno hadn't even known that someone could be so easy to manipulate and hypnotize into thinking she was seeing her dream guy before her, but he was able to keep the illusion up on the empty headed girl in spite of the fact he hadn't even kept his pendulum in front of her. It was the easiest prey he'd ever fathomed, and he took his leave of the dirty hotel room with no memory of how she got there, but all the knowledge she had been despoiled and used.