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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Erotica · #2291174

When Dawn starts breeding with Pokémon willing or not things gets interesting.

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Chapter #4

An Old Flame

    by: Blue Author IconMail Icon
For far from the first time in her life, Dawn awoke naked with liquids leaking out of her cunnie in a strange and unfamiliar room.

She was used to it, how couldn’t she be? She’s seen herself in the mirror before. She knew what she had. She knew she was what every man and beast wanted to find in their bed at night. She knew from an incredibly young age that men only wanted one thing, and from her very first experience she knew she wanted it too.

It didn’t matter who it was from or how often, sex was sex and it made the whole world spin round, but secretly when she was alone at night, as hard of an image that would be to believably describe, she always found herself dreaming of the same person. The one she loved most in the world. The one who showed her the beauty of this grand world. The old man who helped turn this little girl into a woman.

Looking back at the leaking white liquid down her legs and smiling she happily threw her head up and proudly displayed her body as she puffed out her chest for all to see.

“I don’t remember much from last night! But I hope you didn’t, big boy! If you’re up and I didn’t completely drain the life out of you, come on out! I like some cum in me before breakfast. By the way! If you’re planning on keeping me here for a bit, could you he an angel and let my mom know I’ll be gone for a bit? She’s probably guessed, but I like to let her know these things. Unless of course you already paid her for it, in which case, once this is over and if you do a good job, know if I’m available, then next time I’ll probably do it for free. Oh, fuck, I could really go for a deep french kiss right about now too. Oh my god, please come out, I really need it. If you’re a father you can call me by your daughter’s name, you know, if you’re old I’ll definitely call you daddy.- Daddy!” Dawn said shocked as the door finally opened and a figure she recognized came out through the fog of beakers and test lights.

Professor Rowan came out walking towards Dawn with test results in his hand which he clenched onto as his grip steadily loosened with each step made towards the girl of his dreams.

“Good morning, Dawn.” He said, stifling an erection.

“Rowan! Oh my god, it’s been so long, I’ve been dreaming of you. I always dream about you. Please. Come here. Come to me. Kiss me. Use me. Fuck me. I’ve missed you, daddy, I’ve missed you so much I can hardly breath.” Dawn moaned as she squirted hard to her master’s presence.

Professor Rowan obliged. He dropped the papers from his hand and ran towards Dawn with all his might. He threw his mouth onto hers as their tongues once again fought for dear life, two daggers fencing away for all their worth.

The senior citizen threw his hands all around her and fondled her every nook and cranny as he continued to kiss with abandon. He was finally home. She was finally where they both knew she belonged.

Finally, their hour long French case came to an and as Rowan regretfully withdrew his tongue from down Dawn’s mouth. Dawn had tears in her eyes as her mouth began to let go of his old man taste that she had grown so addicted to since her first memory of life.

He then attacked her breasts with his mouth. Sucking away with relentless fervor. He sucked at her budding young breasts as though he was lost in a desert and could only be saved by the milk hidden away in her perfect perky tits. She cradled him.

“Oh, poor baby. Always sucking. Always biting. They’re all for you. They’re not going anywhere. I’m not going anywhere. You won’t leave me again, will you?… will you, daddy?”

Rowan reluctantly withdrew from her perfect tits and looked into her big, beautiful eyes sternly, but even his heart melted at the look in her eyes and the words from her soul.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he was interrupted before he could begin.

“Master, please, before anything. Give me the funny kiss. Give me the funny kiss to let me know everything is going to be ok.” Dawn pleaded.

And he did. The 74 year old man took his tongue to the chin of the 10 year old girl’s mouth and licked. Everywhere. He licked the whole of her face, multiple times. He licked her ears, her nose, her eyes, her forehead. He worshipped her. Just like her did the very first time they met when she was only 4 years old.

Anyone would have done it. It was a victimless, natural, and inevitability for any man who saw Dawn for who she really was and appreciated the beauty in her eyes. The beauty that emanated from her soul. No one could blame him. Not Dawn, not Johana, not Rowan himself.

When Rowan babysat for Johanna that fateful day and was first alone with the girl who wanted to show the stranger at the door the dress she put on herself, all other reason was thrown to the wind as for the first time in Rowan’s life he understood what it meant to be a man. Just an Dawn threw away her innocence and wanted to be a woman.

They felt their kiss for over 3 hours. And by the time it was finished Rowan had licked every micrometer of the girls being. When they finally finished and Rowan looked into the blushing eyes of Dawn for the first time he understood what it meant to be in love for the first time. All while gazing into his future that reflected in perfect blue eyes.

“Did you like my kiss?” Rowan pleaded.

“I did.”

“My name is Rowan.” He whispered.

“I’m Dawn, mister.”

“I’m in love with you, you know?”

“I know.”

“Do you love me?” Rowan begged.

Dawn placed her foot at his crotch while staring at him.

“I do.”

He didn’t take his pants off, he tore them off as he got more and more lost in the lust and depravity he was feeling for the first time in his long life for this four year old child.

His penis was his biggest shame, his cock was only a few inches, barely even 3” when hard, but to Dawn in looked huge. Not because it really was, but because he acted like it was. He had never been so hard before in his life. He had never so much wanted to breed. He begged, BEGGED her to take his cock and put it in her mouth.

“Dawn. Please. PLEASE. Let me have you. PLEASE. Put this in your mouth. I’m not asking. I’M BEGGING. PLEASE. I LOVE YOU. I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU. PLEASE PUT THIS COCK IN YOUR MOUTH AND MAKE ME A MAN. I won’t be a man… not really… until I’m with you. Please. Please let this pathetic old man take his minuscule cock and jam it into your 4 year old mouth until I cum and unload my man PEE-!” He said before being interrupted. Before the perfect 4 year old form, until the perfect embodiment of all that is right in the world, before the loli god, Dawn, who was sex personified placed his cock in her little mouth and stopped letting the silly old man talk when he should have been face fucking. And without warning he pumped into her.

Rowan almost immediately came in her mouth and held her mouth down to the base of his cock as he almost had a seizure spasming his seed down her hungry and waiting throat. Setting the stage for the rest of their lives, locking them in to a normally forbidden but eternal love.

He didn’t need to beg for what was bound to happen next. They just looked into each other’s eyes and let their bodies do what they both knew they needed each other to do.

That day he fucked her. That day professor Rowan put his 68 year old penis inside a 4 year old girls cunnie and came inside it with all the force he had. It was a magical evening. It was the best night of his life. It was also the day he proposed to her. And it was also the day she accepted.

Yes, Dawn accepted Rowan’s proposal immediately after it was given. Johanna was informed when she opened her front door 2 days later and saw this still fucking on the same spot. Seeing the pure happiness in both their eyes, she couldn’t be mad. She even made them a sandwich. When she saw Rowan take a bite from Dawn’s hand and chew it before kissing it back into Dawn’s waiting mouth, she lost all her reservations. It was now approved. Professor Rowan was engaged to Dawn from that day forward.

But nothing ever came of it. They lived in each other’s houses for the long stretches of time and Rowan even homeschooled her in the various methods of sex ed, but in the end, he never allowed the wedding to go through. And he vanished. No one knew why. It wouldn’t have been out of guilt because, well, look at her. It couldn’t have been out of how he might have been looked at by the world or community at large, because again, look at Dawn and try to find it in your heart to say you would even question why a man of any standing would do what he did with her.

No, in the end it came out of shame. Because Rowan didn’t think he was good enough. Because he didn’t think his cock was enough to please her. Because he didn’t think the sexiest thing in the universe deserved a cock less than the best. So he left and now, 6 years later he’s here, with her, in his lab.

The mission? To breed her.

How? With the latest breakthroughs from the world of Pokémon.

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