DISLCAIMER: I don't own digimon or any owned by a big company thinges I happen to metion in this story.

This lemon was a request to me from another lemon writer Christine. She's the one who writes and sometimes stars in the *Broken out of the Shell" , "Summer on Fire" and "Purity" lemons. This one envolves her and Angemon

Also look out for her lemon with me and Angewomon (we like angels don't we? : ) as the stars.


Guardian Angel


I was flying with a small group of Patamon that adored me when it happened....
oh by the way I'm Angemon but you probalbly already know that.

Anyway like I said I was flying with my Patamon fan club when I saw her. She was beautiful, however at the time I couldn't admire her because I had to save her from the rampaging Monocromon! I gracefully flew in and grabed her in my arms and flew to saftey. As I flew above the dinosuar digimon I could tell that she was greatful and I could also tell something else... she was human!

I was suprised to say the least. When I landed I began to ask her some questions like how she got to the digiworld and if she was another digidestined. She just giggled at my sudden brust of curiosity and said that her name was Christine and she was unsure how she got to the digiworld but all she knew was that she was there ever scene she was little.

This began to make the gears in my head turn, Maybe she was some kind of new digimon? I pondered this thought for a bit as something unexcpected happened.

She kissed me

I knew it was a sign of thanks but still I was shocked to say the least. She was still kissing me when I fell on my butt and lost my footing and rolled down the hill I had landed on ealier. I landed in an undignified heap on the grass below cut and bruised in several places. Christine quickly ran down to me to see if I was hurt. She gasped when she saw my injuries but I just said they were nothing.

Being the kind person she was she began to treat me anyway. She ground up some near by herbs to make a fine paste and spead it over my wounds. It stung like hell but I didn't even wince as her lovely and skillfull hands went over my injuries. As her hands worked on my leg wounds I began to grow erect and hard. Now normaly this wouldn't be a problem, digimon have erections all the time and we just act like there not there, but now I was feeling rather embarassed. Her eyes slowly meet to the blug in my clothing and something in her eyes changed. 

I felt my clothes immedeatly being ripped off and her mouth surronding my dick. My prick immedatly was attacked by her tounge it was licked up and down and all around as her tounge danced. I was going to stop this but the little Angemon inside my head went dead. My orgasm shot through me, my pure white fluid covering the inside of her mouth. It was immedatly gulped down and she moved her pussy in to my face

I need no further coaxing in what to do next. I slowly let my soft tounge enter here swelling walls as a moan of pleasure fly out of her mouth. I could feel the excitment rocking through her as I exploered her negative space. My tounge attacked her clit rapidly wanting , no begging her to cum. Then I got my wish. It was no ordinary orgasm , she was cumming like a river and I caught it all. It was a heavenly taste (no pun intended).

I contiuned to lick while Christine began to rub and tickle my privates. A gasp nearly escaped my throat as she deep throathed my cock and sucked on it a straw. We gropped each other's asses and sucked and licked like mad. Both of our orasgms hit us simltanusly, making us both pass out in bliss.

Ironicly we both came to at the same time. We were smiling and panting, mostly panting, and we both wanted more.

I diecied to end this blissful experiance with some good ol traditional sex. I spread heg legs just enough to alow me acess to her dripping cunt. Slowly I entered not to cause her any pain but she was forcing it in herself like a regular sex fiend. Thrusting came slowly at first , as I playied with her medium but well developed sized breast. She was really enjoing this, she was panting and moaning and seductivly saying my name to make this even better. Even I was succumbing to the effects of the sex. I was becoming a made machine, fucking Christine like crazy despreadly wanting to cum. Juices began to fly outta us like it was no body's business. Pleasure waved through us both and she passesd out in my arms, me still inside of her.

The End

MetalMikemon: Whoa he's a good narriator, you jobs in trouble narriator

Narriator: WHAT!!!! NO WAY!!!!

MetalMikemon: oh relax i'm kidding

MetalMikemon : e-mail me at

farthead80@hotmail.com

with any thoughts that might be cookin in your noggin (keep it positive k?)

PS to Christine: you like? I hope the one you write with me in it is just as good (or even better heheheheh)