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An old dream (42 and Ackina)

No.42

No.42

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 22, 2020
A Dewford... how many decades had it been since he was last here? The old man stood with his bare feet on the sand, taking in the strong rays of the sun on his bare chest. He wore only his swim trunks and a smile hidden under the thick white beard. Samuel, Sam to most, had not traveled in a long time, but when he finally decided to go, the beach of Dewford was his first stop. Why wouldn't it be? He remembered the last time he was here, around forty years ago, he was a young man then with dreams of being a world class trainer. He met his first girlfriend in this place, right by the sea. It was a special moment... which lead to his first heartbreak... and then marriage soon after. Yes, it was a confusing and wonderful time. But he could no longer continue his dream.

After his wife died... he just went on with his life, but felt he was too old to continue his dream. He was old enough to be a grandfather to adults! How could he pick up his dusty old pokeballs and try to use them again? He only had his Gengar, his life-long companion pokemon. Caught the Gastly himself when he was a kid and the Ghost type stuck around him ever since. Since ghosts done age, this ended up being a perfect match for him.

Then it hit him... he would die, well eventually, and he didn't life a fulfilling life at all! No! He needed to live his life to his fullest! He needed to go out there, catch pokemon, train them, battle them, meet people and have new experiences. It was time he was selfish and think about himself. Yes... it was time he enjoyed life, because it could end at any moment.
 
The old man stood there, which his hands firmly on his hips and his chest puffed as he looked around, watching the people on the beach. No... frankly, he was watching the young girls who roamed around, going about their lives. Indeed, it was good to be young. Sam wished he could be forty years younger... no, even thirty would be good enough. Alas, time does no go back and he did not know of any pokemon with the power to reverse someone's age either. His old bones would have to bear with it. However, he knew full well that he could handle it. He was made for this and he would stop at nothing to have his fun and fulfilling life.

Stop at nothing.

Sam reached up, scratching his beard as he watched the girl head into the cave at a distance. She seemed interesting and he was about to consider battling her, when he saw the one at the edge of the water, trying to reel in some pokemon. She seemed to be in need of aid and he was happy to oblige. The bigger old man walked up behind her and reached out, his arms around her to grab the rod as well. "Careful now!" He said, pulling along with her with all his might and hoping the line wouldn't break.
 
Sam had fished before a couple of times, but he was never really good at it, to be honest. He caught a magikarp once and that was it... he even threw it back into the river. So when he tried to help the girl, it all seemed to have been for naught and he couldn't help her at all. It was unfortunate, but what wasn't unfortunate was the way they fell. His old bones creaked and complained, but he still felt her soft body on top of him.

"Ughhh..." He groaned, his hand firmly holding onto her ass without him realizing it and the other holding her waist. "Oh... oh my..." He finally spoke and looked down at the attractive young woman. "Sorry we couldn't get it, must have been a huge pokemon right there." He said with a chuckle, groping her ass a bit hard. "Oh oops, apologies, missy. Are you alright?" He asked, not really moving his hands away and instead waiting for her to get up on her own.
 
She had a soft romp... that was essentially the first thing that the old man thought about when she noticed his hand and moved away. Yes, Sam was indeed a bit too lecherous. He watched the girl's cute reaction and chuckled as he sat up. "I'm fine, missy. Don't you worry 'bout me." He said to her with a wide grin. The old man had sand falling from his back while rotating his shoulder to relieve some of the tension.

When he stood up, it really showed how much taller he was than her, yet he kept up his big smile. "Yah know... if you're not used to it, then fishing around these parts isn't really a good idea." He said, crossing his arms and sighing. "I know a place around here where fishing is easier. I used to practice 'round there some forty years ago. The place was full of small pokemon that can be caught real easy. I can show you if you want, missy."
 
There were few cuter things than the scene before him, specially the scene of the young woman looking up at him with those doe eyes of hers. She was so precious... but the look upon her in that swimsuit was so very enticing too. The old man couldn't help but want to help her out and maybe it would allow him to get closer. Well... if they went to the place he thought about, then they would definitely get closer.

"Haha! Certainly, missy!" He said loudly and patting her on the shoulder with his large hand. "Come this way!" He turned around and began to walk along the beach toward the intended destination. It was easy to get to on foot anyway and not too far. As far as he could remember, it was rather isolated... at least back then. "The name's... Willy." He said, not exactly lying, since his last name was Willis.
 
The whole way there, Sam didn't say much. He mostly stuck to some small talk if prompted and overall had a more quiet attitude. In his head, he was trying to remember the path to the secret spot that he knew and it was harder than he thought. A lot changes in two decades... luckily, he was able to find the place soon enough and stopped before the land met the sea. With a huge grin on his face, he took a big whiff of the salty sea air and chuckled.

"Hmm? Ah, I'm not. However, I've been here before a couple of times when I had grand dreams of being a pokemon master." He chuckled again and looked at her. "I wasn't much older than you back then. Now, come here. You should cast your line around this spot." He moved behind her, placing a hand on her bare side and pushing her a step or so into position. "Here, now see that rock? Cast it near the rock and you'll see how they bite." He smiled.
 
Ah... she was so adorable. He figured that she was more than young enough to be his granddaughter. Late teens maybe? He had a hard time telling their age nowadays, but Eiko had a really great body. "Ohh, will you look at that." He said with a smile while his hand remained at her side. "What a good looking cast you got there. You're a natural, missy." He said, but then his hand reached out, taking a hold of her arm while her wiggling but rubbed against his crotch.

"Make sure you arms aren't stretched though." He said, moving her body into a better position. "You'll tire yourself out." He bent her arms slightly and at the same time, subtly rubbed his crotch against her butt a bit more. "And when you feel a bit, don't push too hard. Tire out the pokemon first. Make it swim 'till you can reel it in nice and smooth."
 
Heavens, she was something else. The girl was likely too innocent or too much of an airhead to notice what she was doing to him. His cock had been feeling the pressure of her rear all this time and it began to grow much harder and bigger in such a short time. To think that even at his age, he was able to get an erection with such ease. This was what it meant to be young again! To have a fulfilling life, at least in the last stretch of it.

"Oh! Hold it tightly, don't let it get away." He said, rubbing his hard cock underneath his trunks against her covered ass. "Here, let me help." With his arms around her, he helped the girl hold onto the rod. "You're gonna owe me for this, missy. My old bones can't handle all this work." It was a lie of course, even at his age, he was rather strong.
 
Ugghhhh... she was far too innocent for her own good, wasn't she? Sam bit his lip as he looked at the girl. What just happened was unfortunate indeed. He was hoping that she could at least get herself a pokemon out of this, but it seemed like fishing really wasn't her strength at all. Can't do much with a broken rod either, so the fishing for pokemon was done for the day. She also looked exhausted... but fishing for something else... wasn't over.

"I see... that's a damn shame." He said with a nod. "Well, at least you know this spot now and I did help you. But look at what you did to me, missy." He said, looking down at the big tent his trunks were pitching. He pulled them down, letting his cock pop out and twitch as the air hit it. "How about you pay me back by... handling this rod? It'll be good practice." What the hell was he saying? Could he be any more cheezy and sound any more moronic? He cursed himself as the words slipped from his mouth.
 
Sam watched her silently for a moment and his smile faded. She was the shy and innocent type alright. He knew girls who would have jumped up, screaming at the top of their lungs and ran away or try to hit him. He knew one several years ago who would have thrown all her pokemon at him. But this one seemed too tired as well, because it must have worn her out to hold that rod for so long, plus the walk to that secluded place.

"Alright... we'll do it the hard way." He said as he stood. Sam dropped his trunks completely and rushed the girl, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her down onto the sand. "Now let's be fair here, missy. You owe me and I'm just collecting. So behave and I won't have to get mad." His whole demeanor changed. The whole aura around him changed. He didn't seem as friendly and nice as before.

His large hand held the girl down at the shoulder while the other hand grabbed her bikini top and pulled it up forcefully.
 
She definitely had a nice body, even if she was lacking when it came to tits. Then again, Sam had a wide range of tastes to begin with. He liked them all, big and small, in all areas. He found the beauty in girls very easily... though he always went after the more attractive ones of course. Sam was not a good man... for decades upon decades he suppressed his urges. Thirty years ago, he raped a young woman in his town and was never caught, but the stress nearly made him cave. He wasn't used to it and at the time he was furious with his wife over something stupid. He loved it... but was too scared to do it again. Then he did... four more times over the next thirty years and he got away with it rather well. But he stopped eventually.

Now... a fulfilling and joyful life. To him that meant two things... lots of young women to enjoy himself with until his cock stopped working and... leaving behind a legacy. What was that legacy? In his mind, it could only mean many children who would carry on his genes. Maybe one of them would become a pokemon master if he wasn't able to before dying of old age.

Eiko would be his first. "Shhh... just be nice and quiet, missy." He said, reaching down to her bottoms and pulling them aside to reveal her mound. Sam couldn't wait, he couldn't keep himself in any longer. The old man lowered his hips and rubbed his uncut cock against her mound. "Just breathe. You'll soon start to love this." He said, before starting to push into her whether she wanted to or not.
 
She was struggling far less than he had expected and that actually surprised Sam. Of the girls that he forced himself on before, most of them struggled and screamed at the top of their lungs and one of them even clawed at him so much that he got marks on his arm. This Eiko girl was much more compliant, even asking for him to be gentle and that caught him off guard. Obviously he wasn't going to stop because she wasn't resisting, but did slow down a little. There was really no fun in being rough with a girl so gentle. Well... sometimes...

"That's a good girl. Just try to relax and you'll see it will feel much better." He lowered his body on top of her even more, pinning her small figure with his much bigger and heavier one. His hips moved, pulling back and thrusting into the girl slowly, but gaining steam as he did. Sam moved his hand to her small chest, groping her breast and even pinching her nipples. He rolled her pink nipple around between his fingers while kissing her neck. "I'm going to fill you up soon, Eiko." And then, maybe this time someone would give him a child.
 
Her pussy was tight, one of the tightest he ever had even, to the point where he constantly had to apply pressure as it was almost like she was trying to push him out. Poor girl, her natural reactions were just turning him on even more. Despite his age, the old trainer only grew emboldened. His thrusts became stronger, though still careful not to push her too much. If she was clearly starting to enjoy it somehow - which surprised him, but he liked it - then he might as well keep at it like this.

"Yes, missy. I'm already close." He said. His hands grabbed a tight hold of her body, on her shoulder and her hip to keep her from moving at all and pushed so much of himself that he hilted inside her with every thrust. "I'll pump you full of my seed. Breed you like you were made to be bred." He whispered in her ear as he picked up the pace, already feeling like his climax was approaching.
 
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