Inside Sleeping Bag

"Misty, good night~"

"Hmm, good night," Misty was snapped out of her thoughts by Ryn's voice. She saw Ryn rub his eyes and crawl into his sleeping bag.

Seeing this, she finally realized how much time had passed.

Thinking about it, Misty also felt a wave of sleepiness wash over her.

She stretched lazily and then lay down in her own sleeping bag.

Under the flickering firelight, Misty pondered her earlier question and gradually drifted off to sleep.

On Ryn's side, facing away from Misty, things were a bit different.

Ryn's sleeping bag wasn't just for him: Meowscarada was in there too.

Scyther wondered why Meowscarada was sleeping with Ryn, but since the other had been by Ryn's side longer than she had, she didn't ask.

She went to Charmander's side, sat on the ground, crossed her arms over her knees, and closed her eyes to sleep.

And it was precisely because of this that she didn't notice what was happening inside Ryn's sleeping bag.

Inside Ryn's sleeping bag, his entire face was buried in Meowscarada's soft breasts, while Meowscarada used both hands to squeeze the sides of her breasts, making them appear larger both visually and sensually.

His entire face was completely enveloped within them.

Meowscarada watched Ryn with an indulgent expression, observing him freely playing with her breasts.

As Ryn played with them, his face pressed against them, feeling the nipples through the fur.

When his mouth touched the nipple, which had already stood erect and became beneath Meowscarada's fur, he didn't hesitate to open his mouth, extend his tongue, and suck the delicious nipple into his mouth, then began to suck on it.

The nipple in Ryn's mouth was not only sucked but also teased in various ways by his tongue.

Because it was mixed with some soft cat fur, the sensation of having it in his mouth had a rich texture.

It was particularly suited for sucking.

The wet, warm tongue, with its texture from the tongue coating, constantly rubbed against Meowscarada's nipple. The tingling sensation from the nipple instantly spread throughout her body, and Meowscarada's breathing became rapid and heavy.

At the same time, her pussy began to accumulate a large amount of love juice.

Her pussy lips were already completely soaked.

Ryn, who had been holding the other nipple, suddenly moved his hand downward, skillfully locating Meowscarada's pussy.

He merged his index and middle fingers, then precisely inserted them into Meowscarada's pussy hole. His fingers began to rapidly bend and straighten, repeatedly stimulating the tight walls of her pussy.

Large amounts of love juice were forced out of Meowscarada's pussy opening due to Ryn's actions.

Soon, the sleeping bag was filled with love juice.

In response to Ryn's actions, Meowscarada let out a low "meow~" sound, her head suddenly tilting back, her pink vertical pupils glistening with love and arousal.

It was as if a thin veil had been draped over her.

Inside the sleeping bag, Meowscarada's tail was constantly moving.

Now, Meowscarada desperately wanted Ryn's cock to penetrate her wet pussy, to be pushed by his cock, to be filled with his semen, and to be used as a tool by Ryn, who would thrust into her without restraint.

Just as these thoughts flashed through Meowscarada's mind, she suddenly felt a burning sensation in her lower belly, as a thick, hot, rod-like object pressed against her stomach.

Ryn released Meowscarada's nipple, rested his chin on her soft, voluptuous breasts, and whispered to her: "Meowscarada, I'm going to enter you."

"Meow~" Meowscarada nodded.

After seeing Meowscarada nod, Ryn once again took the wet nipple into his mouth and began sucking on it.

At the same time, he wrapped his arms tightly around Meowscarada's waist and mumbled: "I love Meowscarada. My cock is going in!"

After saying that, Ryn's cock precisely found its position, gently rubbing against Meowscarada's tender, slippery pussy, coated in the slippery, wet love juice from her pussy. Then, with a forceful thrust of his hips, his cock made a "plop" sound as it forcefully penetrated deep into Meowscarada's pussy.

The tight, closed flesh was instantly forced open by Ryn's large cock, and their pubic bones collided heavily, producing a dull "thud" sound.

"Meow… Meow… Meow… "

Meowscarada twisted her hips wildly, responding to Ryn's thrusts with a dazed expression. Her soft, fluffy body clung tightly to Ryn, her legs clamped tightly around his waist, as if she wanted to swallow his balls into her pussy.

The cat paws that had been clinging to Ryn's body were now used by Meowscarada to cover her own mouth.

Whether it was due to the tense and stimulating environment where they might be discovered at any moment, Meowscarada's pussy hole was wet, slippery, tight, warm, and cozy, making the cock's movements inside incredibly pleasurable.

Ryn kept twisting his waist, but since he was inside the sleeping bag, his movements were restricted, and he also had to worry about waking up Misty and the others, so he felt a bit uncomfortable.

As Meowscarada's face flushed with desire and her eyes rolled back in pleasure, Ryn stopped thrusting, and his cock was fully inserted into Meowscarada's pussy.

Then, Ryn could feel a strong sensation of liquid surging in his lower belly, caused by his semen filling Meowscarada's pussy.

From the side, one could also see just how massive the volume of semen Ryn had ejaculated was.

Inside the sleeping bag, Meowscarada's delicate body trembled with increasing frequency.

Finally, the entire sleeping bag shook violently before settling into stillness.

In the dim night, only Meowscarada's rapid breathing could be heard.

Along with Ryn's slightly heavy panting.

Ryn and Meowscarada locked eyes.

Both saw dissatisfaction with the current situation in each other's eyes.

Ryn gripped Meowscarada's ass, rubbed it gently, and whispered: "Wait a moment. Once everyone's in a deep sleep, we'll sneak to the back of the jungle and have a proper battle. Just remember, Meowscarada, you'll have to keep your voice down the whole time."

As he spoke, Ryn withdrew his cock from Meowscarada's wet, hot pussy.

"Meow."

Meowscarada let out a low moan and then kissed Ryn.

Her fragrant tongue emerged from her mouth and intertwined with Ryn's tongue.

As they entwined, a series of slurping sounds echoed.

Ryn used Meowscarada's fur, which had absorbed the moisture, as a cloth to continuously wipe his cock.

The moisture on Ryn's cock gradually diminished, while the moisture on Meowscarada's fur increased.

In this way, relying on the kisses that served as a distraction, Ryn and Meowscarada managed to endure until everyone had fallen asleep, at which point they quietly slipped out of the sleeping bag.

Throughout this time, they kept an eye on Scyther's condition.

Because Scyther was the easiest to wake up among all the people and Pokémon present.

Fortunately, Scyther did not wake up throughout the entire process.

Perhaps it was because Ryn felt sufficiently secure, or maybe because Scyther had eaten too much.

Either way, she was sleeping soundly.