“The New Comers” Series: “Pent Up”

 

I do not own Digimon, though I wish I did! It is copyright Toei Animation. This Lemon is not intended for readers under 18, so technically I shouldn’t be writing it… Let’s say for “Mature Audiences Only” eh?

 

Well hello all, this is my, Xeno’s, first lemon, so bear with me here. I know it’s not great, but hey, everyone starts somewhere right? This is the start of what will potentially become a small series, so if you like what you read, check back later. I realize it’s pretty long for a Lemon, but I like to weave a story around the sex. But I put a lot of detail in those scenes too, so hopefully it won’t disappoint. And I’ve taken a few discrepancies here and there, but all for the progression of the story. Well I’ll shut up now, hope you enjoy:

 

 

Renamon was pacing back and forth in Rika’s room, her feet making soft thuds on the carpet. Without realizing, she was making a kind of figure-eight track on the floor from her repeated backtracking. She’d been at it for almost an hour, just zoning out and walking in a loop.

            The past three days had been maddening for her. With Rika gone on some school field trip out of town, and not a trace of digimon she could battle, Renamon found herself bored to the point of insanity. She was desperate for some kind of action. Lately, she’d been trying almost anything to keep busy, mainly going out for long exercise runs in the park, leaping from the trees and running laps on the sidewalk. But that only served as a minor diversion from the mind numbing monotony.

            Yesterday she’d stumbled onto a pack of cards, and played a few hands of solitaire. It was probably the closest thing to torture Renamon had ever endured, it seemed impossible to her that humans would play this and enjoy, let alone make computer games out of it. Some things about them she would never fully understand, solitaire being high on her personal list of “Human Oddities”. Other futile attempts for enjoyment included counting passing busses, bouncing a little plastic ball around, stalking random people in the park, some sketching, and she was working on a sizeable tower made out of the solitaire cards. It was sitting nearly finished on Rika’s desk.

            She stopped her pacing and meandered on over to the desk and stared blankly at the card tower. Counting the diamonds and spades, noticing strange patterns in the placement of face cards, the way it swayed slightly to the left, Renamon surveyed her progress. The remaining plastic cards lay in a pile to the side of the tower, and Renamon picked them up and began adding to the tower again, carefully putting new layers on the growing monument of her boredom. As she placed the final card on the top, she stood back and stared at the triangular structure for a moment. Then, whipping her arm around, she smacked it, sending the cards flitting into the air, flying in all directions across the room. Grunting, she walked around and gathered up the spent cards, putting them back in a neat pile on the desk

            Sighing, she collapsed backwards onto Rika’s bed, the soft blankets caressing her body. She yawned and stretched her arms out, even though she was far from tired. Lying back, she stared silently at the ceiling, feeling empty and alone.

            “I think if this goes on much longer I’ll go out of my mind,” She muttered to herself. “It’s too damn boring, I need something!”

            Renamon tried in vain to relax, but she was tense inside, like something was trying to get out but was trapped in her. Some repressed emotion was messing up her thoughts, and being locked away alone in Rika’s room wasn’t helping.

“I’d settle for any excitement right now. A fight, Rika yelling at me, a good fu…” Renamon stopped mid sentence. She was surprised that almost slipped out, it was actually the last thing on her mind.

“Sex? Is that it? No…” But she couldn’t help thinking about it. Her subconscious had slid the idea into her mind, and now Renamon couldn’t shake it.

Zoning out, her mind wandered to her old memories. The last time Renamon had been laid was with some Gazimon before she’d met Rika. Since then, she’d been too busy battling to even think about her urges. Yet with Rika gone, her body’s more primal feelings were starting to act up again.

            Remembering her last fling, the way the Gazimon had ravaged her, the smell of his sweat, the feel of him inside of her, it was starting to make her feel incredibly horny. Without realizing it, Renamon’s hand was drifting down her body towards her crotch. She closed her eyes, savoring the memories of her past encounters. When she opened them again, Renamon was surprised to feel her own fingers probing her vagina. Giving in to her emotions, she began to vigorously masturbate, plunging her hand deep inside her pussy. Rubbing back and forth and squeezing her clit, she neared climax. But as she was almost there, Renamon stopped.

            “It feels, alright, but not good enough. I need more. I need to be… filled.”

She sighed, weighing her options, trying to decide who would be the best.

            “Well it’s not like I have a ton of choices, Terriermon’s pretty much it. But I can’t stand that little annoyance, plus he barely reaches my kneecap. Then there’s Henry or Takato, I’ve caught them eyeing me up a few times. But I don’t know about humans…”

            She stared at the ceiling again, letting her thoughts drift even more.

“What about Guilmon? He’s kind of cute, with that tight little chest, his fat tongue, and his thick tail. Mmm, he’s so playful, and I bet he could…”

            Renamon sat up instantly, shaking her head.

“Did I just actually think about having sex with Guilmon?”

            She sat astonished for another second, and then slapped herself. Her three-fingered hand made a loud smack as it connected with her face, leaving a small red imprint and a rough sting. But the pain didn’t get rid of the idea; it only made her think about Guilmon more.

            “Why the hell can’t I stop thinking about that babbling idiot? He probably doesn’t even know what sex is.”

            Looking out the window nearby, Renamon saw the moon’s reflection off the buildings around her, the wind gently blowing the branches of trees around, and the quiet chirping of crickets.

            “Maybe I’ve just been trapped in here too long, I need some air.”

Getting up from the bed, she walked over to the window and opened it, letting the crisp evening breeze blow over her body, sending a small shiver down her spine as the cool draft flowed over her fur. It was a little chilly, but nice enough for a walk. Renamon stepped out, walking down the city streets, heading nowhere in particular, just some place away from the house. Barely looking ahead, she stared at her feet and trudged on, trying to shake off thoughts of mounting a red dinosaur.

            But fate had that funny way of working. When Renamon looked up again, she was standing on the soft grass of Guilmon’s park.

            Her first instinct was to just turn around and get out, but something wanted her to push on and find Guilmon. She decided to do the latter, for reasons she really couldn’t understand.

            “Well maybe if I just talk to him for a minute I can get rid of this unbelievably stupid idea.”

~

It didn’t take Renamon long to find her prey. She had checked Guilmon’s enclosure, and seeing he wasn’t there, she followed the faint smell of bread to a clearing in the middle of the park. Sitting on a small hill that overlooked a baseball diamond, Guilmon was staring off into space. He was downwind, and his back was to her, so Renamon carefully crept towards him.

            A tall tree, wafting lazily in the breeze, was on the hill, behind where Guilmon was sitting. It towered over him, casting a moonlit shadow on the digimon. Unbelievably fast and silent, Renamon darted from the hill into the top of the tree, hiding behind the lush branches. Guilmon gave no sign of hearing her.

            She stared at him for a while from her vantage point. To her, it looked like Guilmon might be asleep, he was just sitting motionless under the tree, quietly looking off at the horizon. But as the wind picked up, she caught him shivering a little, and Renamon thought she heard him sigh. As she studied him, the bizarre fantasies flooded back into her head.

            “Why can’t I stop thinking about him? He’s just some stupid digi-dinosaur, nothing to me. Though he is kind of attractive, in that “too dumb for my own good” way. No! He’s just a digimon, nothing special. I have to keep my mind focused on battles, I have no time for this childish desire.” She thought as her gaze locked on the still digimon beneath her.

            But there was still that nagging little voice playing around in the back of her head, “So why can’t you? Rika’s gone, you have no one to fight, Guilmon is sitting right there, and as much as you don’t want to admit, you’re horny as hell. Put two and two together!”

            “Oh shut up.”

It felt like there was another person inside her head, contradicting her with its dirty little thoughts.

            “I don’t need anyone, especially not that retarded bread loving idiot. I want his touch, or his smell, or that nice tongue in my mouth, or his hot…”

            Renamon shook her head sharply again. This inner conflict of thoughts was infuriating. She thought one thing and felt another. Deciding between thought and impulse was becoming a challenge, and it looked like impulse was starting to win. “This is stupid, I should just get out of here. Guilmon never saw me so…”

“Hi Rena!”

What she had failed to notice was that Guilmon had been looking up at her in the tree for the past few minutes while her mental debate was going on. Now he was yelling and waving at her.

            Renamon yelped as his voice rang out, making her jump. Loosing her footing, she fell out of the tree. The branches whipped past her face as she tumbled down. Hitting the ground in an awkward belly flop, she thumped hard onto the dirt, her legs sprawled out behind her and facing Guilmon.

            “Someone please, kill me now.”

Guilmon ran over to the disheveled Renamon, a worried look plastered on his face. But he was also trying incredibly hard not to burst out laughing.

            “Oh, I’m so sorry Renamon! I didn’t mean to… uh, I’m sorry!”

He was stuttering and mumbling, trying to hide his laughter. But Renamon could tell he was also scared, since she had never been the friendliest digimon around. He stood over Renamon, and reached down, offering her a hand up. Grunting, she grabbed his scaly paw and pulled herself off the ground, taking time to dust all the dirt and grass off her fur before turning to Guilmon.

            “Don’t let him see you weak, you have to remain in control here.” Trying to be her normal cold and distant self, Renamon put on a harsh grimace to try and seem as pissed off at Guilmon as possible. She was embarrassed enough already, and if the weird emotions she’d been having got the better of her now, Renamon doubted if she’d be able to live this incident down.

            But Guilmon’s drooping ears and docile eyes were too innocent and frightened for her to get angry at. She was still annoyed, but her rage that wanted her to rip Guilmon’s tail off faded away.

            “*Ahem*, hello Guilmon,” Renamon said through gritted teeth.

He looked positively terrified, he was crouched low and his ears were folded down to the sides of his head, and it looked like he was shaking.

            “H-h-hi, R-r-rena. Whaa, *gulp* what are you doing out h-h-here?”

Trying to save her dignity, Renamon tried to “play it cool.” She paced back and forth a little, coming back to the tree she just fell out of, leaning up against it with her arms folded over her chest.

            “I was just taking a little walk, happened to end up here. Trying to fight tedium basically.”

            “Uhh, tee-dee what?”

            “Boredom Guilmon.”

He nodded approvingly, “Me too, Takatomon been gone so long, it’s really boring out here. Not much fun being alone all the time.”

            Renamon flinched a little at his last remark. “See, you’re not the only one. Maybe the both of you could use a little attention.” That inner voice was starting to wear Renamon’s patience thin. She closed her eyes and took a couple deep breaths to clear her mind.

            Guilmon had relaxed a little, seeing how Renamon wasn’t there to pick a fight. But now he was more confused than ever, she was acting a lot different than usual.

            “Yeah, Rika’s gone too. And everything’s so dull, I haven’t fought a digimon in days.”

            Guilmon looked up at Renamon with a worried expression on his face. It made Renamon laugh a little.

            “Don’t worry Guilmon, I’m not here to battle you.”

He breathed out a relieved sigh and perked up a little, shaking his long tail around in the air. Renamon couldn’t help but follow the smooth flow of his red tail swishing back and forth. It was strangely enticing.

            Guilmon yawned and stretched his arms out to the side, wriggling his claws and arching his back. He stood like that for a moment, letting his body relax. As he stretched, Renamon’s eyes drifted down his body again, this time focusing on his white chest. She licked her lips as her eyes traced over the black design, and over the ripples of muscle that stood out. Despite all her efforts, Renamon was starting to think Guilmon was very attractive.

            “Hey Rena.”

            “What is it?”

            “Since you’re here now, we could play a game. Umm, if you want to, that is…”

She cocked an eyebrow towards him. He had certainly gotten a little daring since she had first shown up. “Well, could a better opportunity come around to ask the guy?” She considered the idea for a minute, weighing her options. “Oh fuck it, take a chance, you only live once.”

            “Alright Guilmon, we can play.”

He stared at her sharply, his jaw slack in awe. “Really!?”

            “Yeah, I’ll play with you Guilmon.”

Renamon hid the urge to laugh at a kind of inside joke, but Guilmon looked like he was about to burst in anticipation. His tail was rapidly swooshing around and he was bouncing up and down on his heels. He was positively thrilled.

            “What do you wanna play Rena? I’m good at a lot of games!”

            “Well, I have something else in mind.”

            “Okay dokey, I’ll play whatever you want Rena!”

She let a wide smile cross her face. “Good to see he’s an eager one.” Then a realization began to settle into Renamon’s mind.

            “Wait, could Guilmon be a virgin? I wouldn’t be surprised, he doesn’t strike me as a real promiscuous digimon. I guess I’ll have to ask, but I don’t want Guilmon to think I…Aww screw it, I’ve already gone this far, modesty is no longer an option.”

            “Guilmon, can I ask you something personal?” Without pause, he replied, “Yeah, sure Rena.”

            She let the words slip out of her mouth quietly and fast, “Are you a virgin?” Guilmon twisted his head to the side so he was staring straight up at Renamon. At first she thought he hadn’t heard her, but the small frown that began to curl up at the sides of his face showed he had. Renamon’s blood ran cold, “Oh crap, he thinks I’m some kind of freak, I knew I shouldn’t have…”

            “Umm, Renamon?”

She desperately gulped for spit, her mouth had gone dry in embarrassment, but somehow Renamon managed to speak, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”

            “Huh?”

            “What?”

            “I just wanted to know what a virgin is.”

Renamon returned Guilmon’s stare, “You really don’t know?”

            He shook his head.

“Well, ah, a virgin is someone who’s never had sex.”

            Guilmon still had a puzzled look on his face, “Sex?”

Renamon coughed in surprise, “You mean you don’t know what sex is Guilmon?”

            He squinted and licked his lips a little, making it look like it took him a supreme effort to remember anything. Finally he responded, “Uhh, not really.”

            “I knew he wasn’t the smartest Mon around, but to be this immature…” Renamon raised an inquisitive eyebrow, “You mean no one has ever told you? Haven’t you ever asked your trainer about it?”

            “Well, I asked Takatomon about it once. His face turned all pink and then he got all twitchy, and he just walked away.”

            Renamon let out an exasperated groan. It did made sense, Takato probably had as little clue as Guilmon did.

            “So you never bothered to ask anyone else?”

            “Nah-ah.”

She gave out another sigh and leaned down lower on the tree. “Dear God! I knew he was an idiot, but not knowing what sex is? Well, I suppose everyone learns at one time or another, and I guess I’ll have to be his teacher since I want him so bad.” She thought.

            Renamon stepped away from the tree she had been leaning on, and sat down on the soft grass next to it. It was cold and dewy from the night air, making Renamon shiver a little. Guilmon simply stood where he was, looking down at Renamon with that same goofy smile that seemed to always adorn his face. She looked over at him, and then cocked her head to the side a few times, pointing down to the grass next to her with her nose, in an obvious signal for Guilmon to sit next to her. But Guilmon continued to stand there, oblivious to her advance. Renamon was getting frustrated now, she wanted to just grab his arm and pull him down, but resisted. Aggression would probably scare him off. She took a few seconds to cool down, and came up with a new approach. So she lightly patted a patch of grass next to her and gently said, “Come sit over here Guilmon.”

            Like a well-trained puppy, he quickly walked over and plopped down where Renamon had pointed him too. “Hmm, he’s an obedient little thing, maybe this could be interesting,” she thought.

            He shifted on the grass for a moment, and when he was comfortable, he turned to Renamon and said, “Okey dokey, now can you tell me about sex Rena?”

            Renamon sighed and pulled some grass out of the dirt, playing around with the green slivers in her hand before letting the breeze catch them and blow the blades away. Explaining sex to a digimon who barely knew how to count to 10 would be more than difficult. She had never had to actually spell it out for anyone before. It had just happened when she had been with other digimon. Even as a virgin, Renamon had at least known what sex was. Guilmon on the other hand was totally in the dark.

            “I guess I should start with the basics. Sex is an act two digimon share together. You could call it a kind of game.”

            “Ooh, I’m really good at games! I always beat Takato at soccer and…”

            “No Guilmon, not like a “game” game, it’s something, different.”

            “Kay, then how do you play sex?”

Renamon was at a loss of how to get the concept to Guilmon in a way he’d understand. This was the first time she actually had to explain sex to anyone, and she was more than embarrassed. “Well I could just grab his dick and show him what to do, but that’s almost like raping him. Guilmon’s simple, but I don’t want to force him into this.”

            As she thought it over, Guilmon continued to stare at her, wrapped in his own thoughts. Renamon was never very friendly with anyone, especially not him, but now she really wanted to talk. It made him feel kind of special, like she had chosen him to be open with. And he was excited too, sex sounded like something fun, and to do it with Renamon made it all the more alluring. She was still thinking, and as Guilmon watched her, he started to feel funny.

He had never got a real good look at Renamon before, but now she was sitting only a few feet away. He knew about boys and girls, but usually he couldn’t tell the difference in digimon. Yet, Renamon was different, he could tell instantly that she was in fact, a she. Something about her gave the impression. He didn’t know exactly why, but Guilmon thought she looked pretty. Her yellow fur and lean body were strangely appealing, and just looking at her made him smile. He had never thought of a digimon this way, and it was different. A strange urge inside him wanted Guilmon to do something, but he didn’t know what. And looking at Renamon closely seemed to make the urge grow stronger.

As his eyes roamed over her body, he noticed that she had some weird bumps on her chest. They were mostly covered by white fur, but they were still very noticeable. He couldn’t help staring at them, the mounds were like magnets for his eyes. Another strange sensation flowed through his body as Guilmon felt a warmth beginning to swell in his crotch. Not like he had to pee, but something new entirely. Then Renamon turned back to him.

            “Was he just checking me out? Couldn’t be…” She dismissed the thought. “Alright, sex is something you do with someone when you care about them and want to express it physically.”

“So when I hug Takatomon it’s sex?”

“Uggh, no you damn idiot!” Renamon yelled out, letting her temper slip through.

Guilmon recoiled a little, his ears drooping down while the smile faded from his face. A tiny whimper escaped from his throat.

            “I’m sorry Guilmon, I didn’t mean to snap like that. I’m just nervous, I’ve never talked to anyone about sex like this.”

            Guilmon was still looking away. Renamon leaned over and put her three fingered hand on his arm and gently petted it back and forth with a soft stroke. Guilmon looked back to her, and the dumb grin was on his face again. She rubbed a little harder, tracing her fingers over the black designs on his hand.

            It made Renamon realize this was pretty much the first time she had ever touched Guilmon without the intent to fight him. Maybe Guilmon was happy that she just wasn’t punching him. “How could I have been so cold to him before this? He’s just a naïve creature, and I can’t blame him for that. What the hell is wrong with me?”

            A quiet purr was now coming from his throat as Renamon continued to pet his claw. This gave her an idea.

            “Guilmon, does this make you feel good?”

He didn’t say anything, but gave a quick nod of agreement.

            “And why does this make you happy?”

His eyes opened and he looked at Renamon, “Well, I dunno, you touching me just feels, nice.”

            Renamon smiled, “Now we’re getting somewhere. Sex is like this on another level. But that feeling you have now is what digimon sense when they have sex.”

            “So sex is two digimon touching each other?”

            “Kind of, but there’s a lot more too it.”

            “Like what?”

She continued to rub his claw while thinking of a good way to get the concept across.

            “Well, you know how good it feels when you masturbate, sex is like that, only with another digimon.”

            Guilmon looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face. “Master-what?”

            “You’re kidding right?”

Guilmon shook his head side to side. Maybe he just didn’t know the term.

            “You know, when you jerk off.”

            “Jerk what off?”

            “When you touch yourself.”

            “I touch myself all the time, like I scratch my ears and…”

            “That’s not what I mean.”

            “Oh.”

            “So you don’t know what masturbation is?

Guilmon stared blankly into space, and absently scratched the end of his chin with one of his claws.

            “Umm, I don’t think so, what’s that?”

Renamon slapped her forehead in an open gesture of frustration. Was he the most sexually repressed digimon in the world?

“Well, have you ever had an erection?”

This elicited another blank stare from Guilmon, he had less than half a clue. Renamon decided to be blunt.

            “Has your penis ever gotten hard?”

Guilmon coughed loudly in surprise and his whole body shook. It was obviously an awkward subject for him, he was shifting nervously where he was sitting and a few drops of sweat were showing on his forehead. And even though his face was naturally a bright ruby red, Renamon could tell he was blushing. It was almost comical. The 180 from his normal “happy go lucky” self to a fidgety ball of nerves was unusual.

            “Err, ah, umm, I…”

            Trying to talk in the most soothing tone she could, Renamon said, “It’s alright Guilmon, you don’t have to be embarrassed, we can talk openly. Don’t be shy.”

            He swallowed hard and took a few deep breaths. “Umm, yeah.”

            “Well that’s called an erection Guilmon. Do you know why you had one?”

            “I had these, uhh, funny dreams, and when I woke up, my, umm, thing, was all hard and pointy.”

            Renamon suppressed a snicker, his naiveté was so innocent. He really didn’t know anything about his own body. The way he stuttered, even avoiding calling it a penis was just funny too. She held it back though, Guilmon was uneasy enough already. But if Renamon wanted to him to understand, she’d have to pry further.

            “What do you mean by funny dreams Guilmon?”

            He wriggled more on the grass, and began to itch his ears nervously with one of his claws. “There was a, d-d-digimon in them. And we did something to each other. I don’t remember what, but it made me feel, weird. Then I wake up, and I’m… bigger. Sometimes there’s sticky white stuff on me after them too, but it’s not milk.”

            Renamon almost laughed again, “What digimon was in them Guilmon?”

            He looked away from Renamon’s face. “I don’t want to say.”

            “It’s alright Guilmon, don’t be afraid to tell me.”

Guilmon continued to look away, and almost inaudibly whispered, “You were.”

Renamon’s eyes opened wide, well, as wide as she could open them. He had been having wet dreams about her, and he didn’t even understand what they meant! She felt a little disgusted at first, but at the same time very flattered. Some part inside him wanted her, but his inexperience stopped him from doing anything about it. Maybe this meant Guilmon wanted this as much as she did. Renamon decided to up the ante.

She scooted over so she was right next to Guilmon, their sides now rubbing against each other, her fur caressing the scales on his leg. He was still looking away, embarrassed by what he had said. Renamon stopped petting his hand, reached over and grasped his chin, pulling his face around so he was looking directly at her again. He was still blushing profusely, and Renamon could feel the heat coming off his head. She toyed with his face a little, stroking his cheeks and giving the back of his ears a little scratch. Guilmon responded with a quiet purr, and the stupid grin across his face. “That’s more like it. Now let’s see how far he’s ready to go” Renamon thought.

Placing her right hand on Guilmon’s leg, she also started to gently rub back and forth in an obviously provocative gesture. Leaning down further so their faces were almost touching, she said, “And how did I make you feel in those dreams?”

            Guilmon swallowed hard, and was blushing brighter than ever. Renamon could feel his hot breath against her face. She could practically feel his tension, his body was so edgy and nervous. And he looked absolutely terrified, like whatever Renamon was trying to do could be even worse than fighting.

He shifted in his seat again as if he wanted to run away, so Renamon decided to rub his crotch. Faster than Guilmon could see, her right arm darted from his thigh to his groin. He gave an audible moan as her soft fingers squeezed him. As she rubbed, Renamon found the horizontal slit that was the opening to the hidden pouch that held Guilmon’s organ. Running her fingers over the lips of it, she stroked the edges, sending a shiver of satisfaction through Guilmon’s body. Not enough to get him up, but plenty to show her intent.

            “Rrrreallly ggoood.”

She massaged the lips of his slit again, this time sliding her furry fingers across the top of it over a few times, tracing little circles over it and rubbing it up and down. It was almost like how she masturbated herself. Guilmon seemed to like the attention too, he was moaning more now, and he started panting. Now it was time for the proposition.

            Her hand still on his chin, Renamon pulled Guilmon’s face even closer, so her nose almost touched his head. Sweat was trickling down from his brow, despite the chill of the night. But from the look in his eyes, Renamon could tell he wanted this too.

            “So, would you like to make your dreams come true?” Renamon couldn’t believe she said something so corny, but for once Guilmon got the point easily.

            “Yes.” His response was almost too quiet to hear, but he said it in a distinct tone that told Renamon he was ready.

            She leaned her head it, tilting it to the side, and she pressed her lips onto his mouth in an awkward kiss. Guilmon’s eyes flew open, as Renamon parted his mouth open by pushing her tongue against his dry lips. She pressed her face harder against his as he deepened the kiss, thrusting her fox tongue in and out of his mouth, rubbing and massaging his maw from the inside. He started to get it, and pushed his own tongue against Renamon’s. His was far larger than hers, but the two licked and sucked each other’s organs, wrapping their wet tongues around like an intricate dance.

            Renamon pulled out to catch her breath, panting a few times as Guilmon sat there dumbfounded. She had never kissed that passionately before, it was hard to believe how much effort Guilmon put into it. And that was probably his first kiss too. But it was amazing, she could still taste him from it. She was going in for another, but Guilmon made the advance this time. He pushed back up against her and they slipped their tongues into each other’s mouths. Renamon reached around and pulled him in closer with a warm embrace. Guilmon clumsily returned by holding her sides with his claws. The deep-throated game lasted another few seconds before they pulled apart again.

            “Mmm, you’re very good at that Guilmon. Did you like it too?”

            Guilmon was gasping for air, but managed to nod yes.

            “That was just a taste of what sex is Guilmon, interesting in going all the way?”

            “Oh yeah.” He replied breathlessly.

            “Well follow me, we should go someplace a little more private.”

She released him from her hug and stood up. Guilmon quickly followed suit. Renamon held his claw as she walked out of the park, Guilmon trailing behind.

 

~

 

She led him out of the park, back to Rika’s house. Luckily, it was pretty late so the streets were relatively empty of people. They had to sneak around a few cops, and almost got caught by a cab driver, but managed to avoid detection. Finally arriving, they slipped into Rika’s room through the open window Renamon had used before.

            Guilmon stood there for a minute, taking in his new surroundings. He panned around the room, seemingly amazed at the lack of decoration and cleanliness. Takato’s room was more of a nuclear waste dump, compared to Rika’s starch spotlessness. Her room smelled different too, something light and pleasant, unlike Takato’s, which always had the aroma of baking bread and dirty socks.

            Renamon stepped over to the bed and sat down. Gesturing with her finger, she called Guilmon over to the bed, where he sat next to her. He was so nervous, Renamon could almost feel him shaking. She reached over and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him over. She glided her hands down his back and held him in a soft hug, while nuzzling his face against hers. He exchanged the embrace, loosening some of the tension he was feeling. They held it for another minute, savoring each other’s warm touch, until Renamon broke it off to give Guilmon another deep kiss.

            This time Guilmon made the advance, “So, can we have sex now Rena?”

            She smiled, “I thought you’d never ask. Well, lie back on the bed, and we’ll get started.”

            He complied instantly and moved over so he was lying down, his head on Rika’s pillow. She crawled over to him so she was lying on his chest and face to face with him.

            “Ok Guilmon, first we’re going to start with something called foreplay,” As she talked Renamon was tenderly petting the side of his face and softly scratching his ears.

            “Aren’t we going to have sex?”

            “Oh don’t worry Guilmon, you’ll be losing your virginity tonight. But foreplay makes sex even better. First, how about you play with my tits?”

            She pushed herself higher on Guilmon so her chest was now in his face, and she was sitting up on his lap. He was now staring at the strange mounds that he’d been ogling a few minutes ago. But he wasn’t doing anything, just looking at them.

            “Well?”

            “Umm, what?”

            “Aren’t you going to do something?”

            “Like?”

Renamon sighed, she’d forgotten how inexperienced he was. Sitting back onto his lap, she grasped her breasts in her hands so they stood out where Guilmon could clearly see them.

            “These are breasts Guilmon, they’re something women have. And it feels very good when they’re touched.”

            “Oh, like this?” He reached out and gingerly took her tits into his claws, giving them a light squeeze. He twisted them around, rubbing them back and forth in small circles. Renamon moaned loudly as his three clawed hands massaged her.

            “That’s good Guilmon.”

Pleased with her reaction, he kneaded them slightly harder, running his claws over her erect nipples and rubbing with increasing vigor. Seeing how she loved his touch, Guilmon bent forward and gave her left tit a tentative lick.

            “Was that good Rena?”

            “God yes! Please, lick them, suck them, it feels so good Guilmon.”

More than happy to please, he wet his lips and easily took her whole left tit into his large mouth. Renamon groaned in ecstasy as his hot tongue licked all over her hard nipple, slavering saliva all over her quivering breast. He sucked on it like a newborn, licking and caressing it with his mouth. While he orally pleased the left one, Guilmon continued to rub Renamon’s right tit. Feeling the other needed attention too, he switched, now sucking the right and fondling the left. Swapping back and forth, Guilmon ravenously pleasured Renamon. She moaned as her sensitive breasts received some much needed attention.

Suddenly, she grabbed Guilmon’s head and pulled it away from her chest, a trickle of saliva running off from his lips.

“Stop Guilmon.”

“Sorry, did I do it wrong?”

“No! That was wonderful Guilmon.”

“Then what?”

She smirked, “It’s your turn.”

Lunging forward, Renamon started to forcefully lick his face, running her tongue all over his cheeks and mouth. As she gave his head a tongue bath, her hand began to creep down his chest and stomach, until it arrived at his crotch, where it bumped something hard.

“Mmm, up already? Let’s see what you’re packing bread boy.”

She rubbed the base of his penis as she licked her way down his face, along his neck, dragging it playfully over his chest, until she turned her head to his awaiting member. Renamon froze as her eyes fell on it.

It was huge, Renamon guessed ten or eleven inches, and it was incredibly thick, her hand could get her fingers around it. The shaft was the same silky white as his stomach and it stretched almost a foot long until it reached the head, which shared the crimson red color of the rest of Guilmon’s body.

Grabbing it in the middle, Renamon slowly pumped it up and down a few times. It was so smooth and soft, and there was no resistance as she started jerking him off. “And this mon is a virgin with a dick like this?” Renamon thought as she squeezed his manhood and pulled a little faster. It was actually the biggest cock she had ever seen, and the fact that it belonged to such a childlike digimon made it all the more impressive. She would certainly enjoy this a lot more than she had previously anticipated.

She stopped masturbating him, and leaned in close to his eagerly stiff rod. Renamon could practically feel the heat coming off of it as she positioned her mouth over the head. Licking her lips a few times, she pushed forward and opened her mouth, swallowing the first few inches of his dick.

Guilmon yelled out as if he had been punched as Renamon enveloped his meat. Her wet mouth against his sensitive virgin cock gave Guilmon a new sensation, one that made his whole body quiver. It was also the most pleasurable feeling he’d ever had in his life. His mouth gaped open and his tongue lolled out to the side as Renamon sucked. He was off in another world now. She took a second glance up at Guilmon, and relished the reaction she was getting from her partner. Renamon sucked harder and faster, drops of spit rolled down his shaft as her mouth worked.

Pulling off to get a breath, she licked up and down the sides of his throbbing dick, coating all of it in her warm saliva. Now thoroughly lubricated, Renamon took it in her hands again and resumed jerking him off. Licking downward, she moved onto his pendulous balls. She took a moment to admire his soft, hairless white sack before she engulfed it in her mouth. Managing to fit the whole thing in, Renamon sucked and wriggled the tender organs around, being careful not to press too hard. Guilmon moaned as his body shivered in delight, enjoying how Renamon skillfully pleasured the most sensitive parts of his body for the first time.

As he jerked him off with one hand while sucking on his testicles, Renamon slipped her other hand down to the base of Guilmon’s tail. She felt around until one of her fingers brushed up against his tight asshole. Carefully, she pushed her middle finger inside his hole. Guilmon yelped from the intrusion, having never experienced that kind of pressure before. He wanted to protest, but the anal fingering started to feel good, as Renamon slid in and out, pushing up against his prostate. The combination of the three sensations was all-new to Guilmon, and he loved every second of it. But Guilmon began to feel a strange pressure building in his balls.

“Ooh, Rena, I, I, I think I have to pee.”

She stopped sucking for a second, “No, you’re going to come Guilmon.”

“W-what’s that?”

Renamon didn’t bother to answer, she went back to sucking on his glistening cock, deep throating as much of it as possible. Guilmon’s groans began to grow louder, and Renamon knew he was close. She pushed another finger into his asshole and lifted her head off of his dick. She licked the head and used her free hand to whack him off. Finally, Guilmon gave out a long cry as he came. His hot cum shot out into Renamon’s mouth. The warm white juice filled her jaws, it was slightly salty and bitter, but Renamon loved the taste. Guilmon kept coming as Renamon pressed harder on his prostate and pulled harder on his cock. She gulped and swallowed as more of his jizz flowed into her mouth. As he stopped, Renamon sucked the last few drops of cum out of Guilmon’s dick and swallowed all of it.

She sat up on the end of Guilmon’s tail, licking the remaining cum off of her fingers. Guilmon was gasping loudly, totally awestruck at what had just happened.

“Did you like that Guilmon?”

He didn’t even need to answer, Renamon could easily tell. “Well, now it’s time for you to make me come.”

Sliding up, she passed over Guilmon’s still erect member, and sat up on his chest.

“You see that pink slit Guilmon?”

He was still zoned out from his orgasm, but he regained composure as Renamon spoke, “Oh, umm, yeah.”

“That’s my vagina, and it’s the most sensitive part of a woman’s body. So I want you to lick all over it. Just stick your fat tongue in it and lick all around until I come.” Finishing her sentence, she scooted up to his face, so her crotch was almost pressing up against his muzzle. She reached out and put her hands up against the wall over the bed, bracing herself.

Guilmon moved his head up to her pussy and sniffed. There was an intoxicating smell to it, and it drove him crazy. It made his nose itch a little, but it was so invigorating, making his cock grow even harder, and clouding his head in a haze of hormones.

Sticking his tongue out, he lapped at the pink folds, wetting them down and gently parting her vagina open. His tongue briefly darted inside her hole, making Renamon yell out in bliss. Guilmon’s soft licking was washing away the pent up frustration that had been bothering her the past few days. Hearing Renamon’s approval, he licked harder.

As he explored her cunt, he noticed how the folds opened up and there was a deep hole inside. Cautiously, he probed into it for a second. Renamon practically screamed in pleasure. It scared Guilmon for a moment, then he realized that meant she liked it. So he stuck his face against her pussy and forced his tongue as deeply into her as possible. Renamon yelled out even louder this time, a long passionate cry of ecstasy. He licked in and out, again and again until his mouth was starting to get tired. Maybe if he held the tight folds open it would be easier to get inside.

Reaching up, he carefully used his “thumb” claws to pull aside the skin and fur, exposing the hole that seem to bring so much happiness to Renamon. Now free of obstacles, he licked with renewed energy, entering her over and over again, and twisting his tongue around inside.

Then Renamon let out a huge howl and a strange liquid poured out of the whole Guilmon had just been sucking. It leaked out onto his face and into his mouth, covering him in warm juices. At first he thought it was piss, but it was sticky and clear. But even stranger, it tasted delicious. He opened his mouth and let the fluid flow in, sucking and licking to drink as much as he could.

Renamon was panting harder than ever, and through ragged breaths she said, “That was… God… s-s-so good. I’ve never come like that before.”

Guilmon pulled away from her crotch to talk, “Mmm, it tastes like candy… But, umm, Rena?”

“What is it?”

He looked up, “Was that sex?”

Renamon pushed off of the wall and slid down so she was sitting on Guilmon’s stomach. A pool of her still warm cum had pooled on his neck. She reached down and soaked her fingers in her own juices, then brought it up to Guilmon’s mouth. He opened, so she stuck her hand in, and he sucked the last of her fluid.

“That was just foreplay. But that’s over now, so are you ready for the real thing?”

He nodded enthusiastically, eager to finally find out what sex really is. Slipping her hand out of his mouth, Renamon put her palms on Guilmon’s chest and pushed down further on his body, raising her waist up so her dripping snatch was hovering only a few inches over his waiting cock.

“Now, once you’re inside, just thrust up and down with your hips.”

He was about to ask what she meant by inside, but Renamon was starting to bring herself down onto his rock hard dick. She took a deep breath, and then slowly sat down.

The head of Guilmon’s huge cock pressed against her wet cunt, stretched the lips wide open, then slipped in with a small sucking sound. The feeling of pain was instant for Renamon. His cock was so thick, it was opening her vagina wider than it had ever been before. But at the same time it felt unbelievably good.

They both moaned as Renamon squatted lower, taking in more of Guilmon’s long shaft. As she got a few inches of it in, Guilmon suddenly lost control of his urges and with one heavy thrust, he plunged the rest of his meat into her.

Renamon gasped as his entire monstrous dick pounded into her. She had never been with a digimon as endowed as Guilmon, and her pussy was being stretched tremendously. It made her groin ache as he forced his way deep inside of her and the pressure from his penetration was agonizing. But Guilmon didn’t know, so he grabbed Renamon’s thighs and started to push her up and down, while also pumping with his hips.

Getting up to speed, he fucked harder and faster, increasing his rhythm as Renamon’s tight hole surrounded him, giving Guilmon the most amazing sensation he’d ever felt. He pounded again and again, slamming Renamon up and down his cock. Moaning in ever increasing pleasure, he sped up, pushing and pulling her with his muscular arms.

But while it had been painful at first, as Guilmon screwed her, the pressure faded, and was replaced by an incredible sense of fulfilled satisfaction for Renamon. His massive organ was reaching places in her Renamon had never known could be pleasured. The thickness was holding her pussy open, pressing up on all the nerves and stimulating her clit with every thrust. Every time he pounded into her, Renamon reached a higher level of personal heaven.

Then she could feel Guilmon begin to slow down, his arms getting tired from the continued workout. So Renamon took over. Leaning down and bracing her hands against his chest, she pushed her hips up and down, picking up the furious pace again. Guilmon reached back and cupped her ass, giving it a rough squeeze as he helped her fuck harder.

They were interlocked inside each other, both getting more pleasure than they had ever thought possible. For what seemed like an eternity, they fucked, going in and out, harder and faster with each second. Renamon couldn’t control herself, she was moaning louder than ever and pumping madly on Guilmon’s cock. Then Guilmon felt the growing pressure in his balls again.

            “Rena, I’m going to come!”

            “Oh God yes! Do it Guilmon, come inside me! Fill me up!”

            Another intense orgasm rocked Renamon’s whole body as she felt Guilmon shoot his hot seed inside of her. Guilmon moaned in utter bliss as he came harder and longer than before. They froze for a moment in time, savoring in each other’s pleasure while they both climaxed. Their juices mixed and seeped out of Renamon’s pussy as she collapsed forward into Guilmon’s waiting arms. They embraced in a loving hug, inhaling the sweet smell of each other’s sweat, basking in the afterglow of passionate sex.

            Renamon squeezed him tightly as she felt Guilmon’s cock slowly pulling out of her and retreating back into his pouch.

            They were both panting heavily, almost out of breath. But they locked together in another deep kiss. Renamon relaxed on top of her lover, cuddling up against his warm body.

            “That was the most incredible experience I’ve ever had. You were, God, so good Guilmon.”

            He was still gasping for air as he talked, “R-r-really? I did good?”

            Renamon smiled and planted a kiss on his nose, “Guilmon, you’re the best partner I’ve ever been with. I didn’t think a virgin could make me come so hard, but you were just fantastic. I can’t thank you enough for it.”

            Guilmon grinned widely from her praise, and a low purr was coming from his throat. The two laid together for a while, simply enjoying the company of each other.

            “So Guilmon, do you think you could…”

            “Hello? Is anyone home? Renamon?” Rika’s voice suddenly rang out from a few rooms over. Renamon and Guilmon looked at each other for a second, wide eyed in surprise.

            From outside the hallway, Renamon could hear two pairs of footfalls coming towards Rika’s room.

            “Oh shit…”

 

Well stay tuned for the second part of my continuing series. Any questions, comments, suggestions, criticisms, praise, accolades, insults, taunts, jeers, catcalls, come ons, and death threats are more than welcome! Just wing me an email at xenoguil@yahoo.com. The more feedback I get, the more motivated I am to type, so don’t hesitate to write.