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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Cattleya_|_Caitlin/Iris_(Pokemon)
  Character:
      Cattleya_|_Caitlin, Iris_(Pokemon)
  Additional Tags:
      Lesbian_Sex, Oral_Sex, Cunnilingus, Vaginal_Fingering, Fingerfucking,
      prehensile_hair, Hair_Sex, You_Did_In_Fact_Read_That_Correctly:_Hair_Sex,
      Multiple_Orgasms, Vaginal_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-29 Words: 3230
****** Getting Lost has its Benefits ******
by Imasuky
Summary
     Originally Published: July 2012. Still getting used to the Pokemon
     League headquarters, Iris finds something great.
Notes
     I originally posted this story almost 6 years ago at AFF.org. Please
     keep in mind that I have improved substantially since the time in
     which this was written. Hopefully it will still be good enough that
     new readers can enjoy it. I will be reposting several of my favorite
     works here over time, in the hopes that new readers may enjoy them.
See the end of the work for more notes
Iris let out a sigh, looking around the hallways. “Great. I’ve been Champion
for a month, and I still get lost in this place every day!” she murmured. Even
though very few trainers ever got far enough to challenge her, she still had to
spend most of her time at the League headquarters. Unfortunately, since the
building served as five arenas in one, a fully functional Pokemon Center, a
major events building for the Pokemon League, a commemorative hall for all
Champions of the Region, and a second home for the Elite Four and the current
Champion, the building was massive and complex, and Iris was nowhere near
familiar with even a quarter of it yet.
After wandering around for a while longer, she finally saw something that gave
her some hope: a large door.
(I think this might be Caitlin’s room). Iris hesitated for a moment, before
knocking on the door. Even though Iris was the Champion, she’d not really had
much of a chance to get to know Caitlin, since the psychic girl spent most of
her time sleeping. But what she did know of her she found to be rather
interesting. As she stood waiting for an answer, she couldn’t help but think
that getting lost like this was rather embarrassing. But Iris was getting kind
of tired from wandering so much, so she didn’t really care much any more.
After several more moments of waiting, there was still no answer, so Iris
decided to just push the door open. She had seen the inside of the room once
before, but it still impressed her. The interior looked almost like space, so
deep and empty save for the countless stars twinkling in the distance.
“Hello...?” she called out softly. Again there was no answer, so she stepped
toward the edge of the platform. Looking down, she felt a wave of dizziness.
(This is just an illusion created by her psychic powers), she reminded herself.
It was very impressive when she thought about it; to maintain an illusion as
large and complex as this one was already a display of great psychic power, but
the fact that Caitlin could do it automatically while she slept was even more
incredible.
Suddenly Iris felt herself falling. She wanted to scream, but her voice died in
her throat. After only a few seconds, she felt solid ground under her feet
again.
“What do you want?” a soft voice asked. Iris looked toward its source and saw
Caitlin sticking her head out from between the curtains that surrounded her
bed. It was clear by the look on her face that she had only just woken up. Some
of her long blonde hair spilled over the edge, almost reaching the floor. Ever
since the first time she had seen the other girl, Iris had found those long
tresses to be one of the most beautiful things she’d ever seen.
Pushing that thought aside, she started to speak. “Umm...I hate to say this,
but I can’t find my way back to my room,” Iris said, fidgeting a bit at the
rather intense, yet still tired gaze that was focused on her.
Caitlin let out a loud yawn and slipped out of bed. As she stretched, Iris
couldn’t help but notice that she was completely nude, although the hair that
spilled over her front covered up enough of her body that it didn’t look
indecent.
Feeling a blush come over her face, Iris spun around. “Wh...Why are you naked?”
Iris asked.
“Hmm?” Caitlin looked down at herself. “Oh, I guess I still am. It’s more
comfortable to sleep like this. My hair is warm enough that I don’t even need a
blanket.”
Hearing that, a small thought passed through Iris’s head. (I bet it would be
nice to be wrapped up in it.)
With her back still turned, Iris didn’t see the small smile that appeared on
Caitlin’s face. Just as before, Iris felt the world fall out from under her,
and soon enough she was on the bed, Caitlin on top of her. A few strands of
silky hair lightly tickled her cheek. Before she could say a single word, the
other girl leaned in and pressed her lips against Iris’s. The kiss lasted only
a few seconds, but its effect was pretty potent. Instinctively, Iris tilted her
own head and kissed Caitlin back.
After a few moments, Iris regained enough of her senses to speak. “What was
that about?” she asked, shivering a bit as Caitlin’s hair moved, touching her
neck.
“I can occasionally hear others' thoughts, and I picked up on yours, maybe a
bit deeper than what you yourself know,” she said, sitting up and brushing her
hair back. This exposed her breasts, which were a bit larger than Iris’s, but
still rather petite. “And you are deeply attracted to me. I wasn’t sure how
aware you were of it, though...I tend to hear people's subconscious more
clearly. So I decided to just go a head and make a move.”
Iris thought about it for a second. It was true that she found Caitlin to be
gorgeous, and she was pretty interesting the few times they had spoke. But this
was way too fast and unexpected. As she opened her mouth to speak, Caitlin
placed a finger against her lips.
“I already know what you're thinking, even without my powers. I'd like to get
to know you better, too...but I think the best way to get to know someone is
with their body. We can talk more later,” she said as she slid her hand under
Iris’s shirt.
Caitlin’s slender fingers gently traced their way up Iris‘s flat belly for a
few seconds, before reaching the small mounds of her budding breasts. A
powerful surge went through the dark-skinned girl at the touch, a small moan
slipping past her lips.
“You know, I’ve heard small breasts like ours are more sensitive,” Caitlin
remarked, lightly brushed the side of a nipple with her fingertip, making Iris
moan again. “Something about the nerves being concentrated in one area. Don’t
really think it’s true, but I do I think yours are a lot sexier than
Shauntal’s.” As she said this, she continued to lightly play with Iris’s
nipples.
In the back of her head Iris’s couldn’t help but think that up until now she’d
been a bit jealous of the Ghost trainer’s full figure, but hearing Caitlin's
appreciation for her flat chest, she couldn't be happier to have her petite
buds.
Suddenly Caitlin stopped her teasing. Before Iris could protest, though, she
felt the other girl tugging at the bottom of her shirt. Rising up slightly, she
helped Caitlin to remove it, leaving her chest just as exposed as the blonde’s
own. Caitlin tilted her head down and lightly kissed each of the small hardened
nubs. The feeling of pleasure that shot through the girl was greater than any
she had felt before, even in the greatest heights of pleasuring herself, and
soon it was doubled as Caitlin used one hand to pinch the other ever so gently.
As Iris squirmed, moaned, and whimpered from the unthinkable pleasure, the
blonde went back and forth between the two for several moments, kissing one and
pinching the other, only ever long enough to be teasing.
After a little bit of time had passed, she stopped all together and pulled
back. “Me next,” she said, brushing her hair back again. Iris took a moment to
admire the sight. Compared to herself, a lot of the trainers she had met were
pale, but Caitlin was practically glowing. Slowly she put one hand against the
left mound. She could feel the other girl’s heart jump at the contact, as well
as the sudden hitch in her breath. For several seconds she simply let her hand
rest there, admiring the contrast of their skin, and relishing the subtle
changes she could feel within Caitlin that communicated to her hand arousal,
desire, and even love. Iris had before been caught up in pleasure, and
Caitlin’s volumes of hair had obscured the sight, but now she could fully
appreciate how lovely Caitlin looked and felt, how lovely they looked and felt
together.
Brushing that aside, Iris began to gently massage Caitlin’s breasts. Even
though the mound was small, it was incredibly soft, except for the stiff peak
of her nipple, which pressed against Iris’s palm. Caitlin closed her eyes,
letting her head tilt back as she stuck out her chest, encouraging Iris. The
younger girl took full advantage of the offering, and clamped her mouth over
the opposite breasts, giving Caitlin the same treatment that she had received
minutes before. While Caitlin did not moan as loudly or as often as Iris had,
it was clear that she was feeling just as much pleasure from the experience.
After several minutes of sucking and pinching, Iris broke away. “Done already?"
Caitlin asked, her breathing slightly ragged.
Iris shook her head. “No way, this is fun!” she said, a large grin on her face.
“It’s just…” She squirmed slightly. “I’m getting really hot, and I need more,”
she said, and placed a hand over her crotch.
Caitlin grinned and pushed Iris back down. In one quick motion, she pulled off
her pants and panties. The sudden feeling of air on her damp cunny sent a small
chill through her body, but it was soon replaced by a gentle warmth as Caitlin
ran her hand over it.
“So smooth,” she murmured softly, her hot breath blowing gently along the slit,
sending a different kind of chill through Iris’s body. Caitlin let the very tip
of her finger slip into her inner folds. Having her breasts touched had been
the most wonderful thing Iris had ever felt, but it was absolutely nothing
compared to this.
Caitlin pulled her finger away, a small bit of moisture clearly coating her
finger. She put her finger in her mouth. When she pulled her finger out, it was
just as slick, only now it was just her saliva. “My subconscious could not
imagine this...you taste even better than I had dreamed you would,” she said,
before placing her mouth over Iris’s quim and giving her a long, slow lick from
bottom to top. Iris would have cried out in pleasure, but her mind was
completely overwhelmed with far too many sensations of bliss assaulting her at
once.
Caitlin didn’t give her a chance to recover, either, as she slid her tongue up
and down the length of her cunny over and over, letting it dip in ever so
slightly at times. After a while, Iris was able to find her voice again, and
began moaning loudly, digging her hands into the sheets, as well as a bit of
Caitlin’s plentiful hair.
Caitlin chuckled lightly, making Iris jump in a shock of pleasure. Right away
Caitlin moved just a tiny bit higher than she had been before, and gave Iris’s
clit a tiny kiss. Iris’s entire body went rigid for a moment as she came with
so much force she nearly blacked out. Once the first wave died away, she went
totally limp, only a few small twitches showing that she was still alive.
Caitlin licked her lips as she looked down at Iris. “You look really cute like
this,” she said, lifting the younger girl up. "There's nothing so erotic as
cute."
She pulled her in close enough that their tiny breasts pressed against each
other. Iris snapped back to reality and kissed Caitlin, slipping her tongue
into her mouth, getting a taste of herself as she did. As they kissed, Iris let
one of her hands drift down Caitlin’s back. As she did, she realized it was
difficult at times to tell when he was touching her body, and when she was
merely stroking her hair. After all, both were smooth as silk, and wonderfully
warm.
Once Iris’s hand reached Caitlin’s waist, the blonde lifted herself up
slightly, letting her go lower. Iris let her hand linger for a few seconds on
her partner’s rear, giving a gently squeeze, making her moan softly into their
kiss. Iris’s hand continued on downwards, until she reached Caitlin’s cunny
from below. She could feel a bit of moisture nearly dripping down onto her
fingers. The two shifted positions slightly, so that Caitlin was on her back
while Iris maintained their kiss and fingered her at the same time.
After a few moments had passed, Iris broke the kiss and moved down to one of
Caitlin’s nipples. She began to gently nip and suck at it, while speeding up
her fingers. Caitlin mewled a bit, wriggling her hips, inviting Iris’s finger
in deeper, which the girl gladly obliged. Without letting up for a second, Iris
lifted her head away from her partner’s chest and moved down, so that her face
was just above Caitlin’s cunny. She immediately took Caitlin’s clit between her
lips, giving it a tiny, gentle nip, just as her fingers hit a particularly
sensitive spot.
Right away Caitlin came, the stars in the background exploding into an
incredible show of light and color and sound as she did. Iris lapped up her
juices, moaning softly as she did, adding to the pleasure of it all. It took a
few minutes before Caitlin recovered.
“You're pretty good, considering that was your first time,” Caitlin said, still
catching her breath.
Iris couldn’t help but grin. “Same for you.”
Caitlin blushed a little. “Actually...this is my second.”
Iris blinked a few times. “What?” she asked, curiosity clear in her voice.
"Who?"
“I once invited Anabel into my dreams, too. It was easier, actually, since her
mind has psychic stirrings...but it's been more than worth it for you.”
Iris sat for a few seconds, not saying anything. She had liked the idea of her
and Caitlin being each other's first...it seemed more romantic. But it didn't
really matter. “I want to hear about it some time,” she said, giving Caitlin a
kiss. Then something occurred to her. "What do you mean, invited her into your
dreams?"
Caitlin smiled. "Haven't you realized by now? You're asleep. I've brought you
into my dream. I didn't wake up when you came in here, you just fell asleep."
Iris looked around, surprised. "I...I just thought this was an illusion you
made for visitors."
Caitlin looked around and smiled. "I guess I could do that for visitors, but it
would be very difficult for me to influence people's minds so strongly and
specifically. It's much easier to just put every visitor to sleep who walks in
here, and let them see what dream images I want them to. I only spend an hour
or two a day awake, if I don't have to be at some League event. My mind
connects with my Pokemon's, and we train in the obstacle courses of my
subconscious...it's what makes my team so strong; there's no better way to
strengthen Psychic Pokemon's strength. I love to live in the world of my
imagination, to psychically connect with the minds of the real world through my
dreams. Even challengers only fight me in their dreams..."
"Can that really count as a match?" Iris asked, skeptical, yet impressed at the
same time.
Caitlin giggled, and as she did, the bed beneath them seemed to melt away to
nothingness, and they lay cushioned by the stars of the cosmos. "Of course it
can. Any challenger who can get this far knows his or her Pokemon so intimately
that a battle using their knowledge of their team against my knowledge of mine
is just as good as one in the real world." She giggled again. "And no one can
ever tell, anyway...everyone who leaves my room has no idea they were napping
the whole time."
"I can believe it," Iris said, looking down at herself, running her hands over
her body. "I wouldn't know this wasn't real if you hadn't told me...it's still
hard to believe."
Caitlin smiled. "Well, my next idea should convince you."
The blonde had Iris lay flat on her back, and closed her eyes. After a few
seconds, her hair began to move, slowly coiling around her legs and gathering
in front of her crotch. It began to take on a shape, a rather phallic shape.
Soon enough it was done.
“An all-natural strap on,” she murmured, looking down at the dildo made from
her golden hair.
“That’s awesome!” Iris said, not taking her eyes from it. “But are you sure
it’ll...fit? I mean, fingers are one thing, but...that’s kind of big.” She
gulped.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be very gentle...at first,” Caitlin said as she grabbed hold
of Iris’s hips. The tip pressed against Iris’s outer folds, and she nearly came
just from the silky, smooth softness of it. Very slowly, Caitlin began to press
forward, guiding the dildo in.
Iris whimpered softly at the feeling of being stretched so far for the first
time. But soon enough, the faint pain was fading away, with pleasure taking its
place. Caitlin leaned forward a bit and put her hands over Iris’s small
breasts, gently squeezing them to help.
Time seemed to slow as the final inch disappeared into Iris’s body, a sharp
gasp passing her lips as it did. Caitlin’s cunny was pressed perfectly against
Iris’s, adding to the pleasure even more, but far too soon she pulled away. But
the feeling created a whole new sort of pleasure as the waves and ringlets of
Caitlin’s hair scraped against the inside of her quim.
Caitlin continued to slowly pump her hips until she was sure that Iris was
comfortable, signified by the dark-skinned girl wrapping her legs around
Caitlin’s waist and demanding that she go faster, at which point she began to
go as fast as she could, driving the dildo in as deep as she could before
pulling out until only the very tip remained, only to repeat it.
Neither girl could keep track of how many times they came as they changed
position again and again, trying several things. Each time they orgasmed,
they'd realign themselves, sometimes with Caitlin lying down and Iris riding
her, sometimes with Iris standing bent over with Caitlin thrusting from the
back, sometimes with Iris wrapping her limbs around Caitlin and letting
Caitlin's arms and hair dildo hold her up in place, and many more.
Eventually, both felt too exhausted to continue, even in this dream. Caitlin
wrapped both of them in a blanket of her hair. As Iris drifted to sleep in the
dream, she felt herself waking up slowly in reality.
Her eyes opened, and she saw that she was lying on the floor at the entrance of
Caitlin's room, which was now just a regular room, without any stars or cosmos
in its background. She was lying in a puddle, and it didn't take a psychic to
know it was her own sex juices. Slowly she got up, and went to the bed. Caitlin
was lying there, naked and wrapped in a cloak of her own hair. Iris leaned down
and kissed her on her lower lips softly. Then she turned and left, knowing that
from now on, she would be sleeping in Caitlin's bed instead of her own.
End Notes
     I originally posted this story almost 6 years ago at AFF.org. Please
     keep in mind that I have improved substantially since the time in
     which this was written. Hopefully it will still be good enough that
     new readers can enjoy it. I will be reposting several of my favorite
     works here over time, in the hopes that new readers may enjoy them.
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