I Want To Lay the Very Best!

250 – From Top to Bottom (18+)

250 – From Top to Bottom (18+)

The wood on the waterside cabin’s supports creaked, and the whole building listed a little more into the water.

"This has to happen every week," Sparky groaned. Calcine had pushed her out as she wasn't in any shape to help, and she'd staggered right into the arms of a woman with weird dark blue hair that seemed to have some yellow Christmas lights wound into it. Lighting up a very disapproving face. The jokes on her; Sparky loved to be disapproved.

"I don't usually have to be worked up to come down here so my girlfriend can save a cabin from being Recycled," the blue-haired woman snapped. "What did you do?"

"You think it was me?" Sparky pouted. "I'm just a little bug. A tiny Joltik! Look at my noodly arms. How could this be my fault?"

"I've dealt with bugs before." The Manager's glare didn't lighten. "You're not cute."

"Yes, I am. You might not like it, but I'm fucking adorable."

The Manager couldn't help but bark a laugh at her cheek and angrily ruffled Sparky's hair in revenge. "I will throw you in the ocean so you can help with webs."

"I'd sink. I can't swim right now. I'm boneless." Sparky sniffed. "Pity me, I've been wrecked."

"Wrecked by what? Or should I say, who?" she huffed. "Since you clearly

had an accomplice."

Sparky's eyes gleamed. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Yes! That's why I'm asking!"

"Hottest Pokémon in the world." Sparky sighed happily. "Nine feet of pure muscled goodness. Cock as big as my forearm."

"Sure, and I just got done from fucking the Bird Trio. You're an impressive specimen, but I'd like a real answer, please?"

Sparky laughed, then winced. "Augh. No more laughing for me. Too achy. But I'm telling the truth! She's impossibly hot and a chiseled giantess. Built for smashing bugs and ruining bodies."

The Manager rolled her eyes and batted Sparky's hands away from touching the lights in her hair, "You expect me to believe that?"

"Honestly, I wouldn't believe it either." Sparky smiled, "But she made really, really sure I won't forget it the next time I sit down."

"I'm going to have to report this to the Rangers, and they'll figure out what you do." the Manager tutted. "I know Bug types can't take anything seriously, but why do you sound so happy?"

"Because I have the two best girlfriends in the world." Sparky chirped. "And a pet parakeet."

"And all I have is one bad day." the Manager muttered.

Sand crept up under the wooden waterside cabin from the ocean and hardened in the night air, forming a stable platform to stop further sliding. A Pokémon popped her head out of the water, two bright glowing lights bobbing off the ends of her blue hair.

"It just did that, Halogen!" the Pokémon yelled, her cheeks puffed out and glowing with bright white light. "Where am I gonna Spit Up all of this now?"

"Just make sure it's secure for me, Flou. Then we'll deal with the Bug here." the Manager, Halogen, called out to the swimming Pokémon. "I think her partner took off."

"She's got a nice dick! You should enjoy that instead." the Lanturn cackled, "Honestly, it takes an Electric to wear you out."

"I don't think I'm letting her off that easy," Halogen sniffed. "No dick is big enough to make up for this."

Sparky had the evilest grin when the door of the cabin pushed open and Calcine came out, ducking her head to avoid banging it on the doorframe. She was completely stark naked and a little sweaty from using her Rock Tomb to pull up all that wet sand from the ocean floor. That and all her effort pounding Sparky into a happy paste. The moonlight gleamed off her muscles in a very complimentary way.

"Yeah, Mercury," Brandy said, shamelessly backing up her partner. "You talk a big game, but I bet you'd choke just as hard."

Mercury snorted, "There's nothing you could offer to get me to do that. I put ladies on their knees. I don't get on them."

"How about I ask really nicely?" Brandy smirked, "Please, Mercury. Please suck my cock."

The look of confused consideration that crossed Mercury's face was absolutely delicious, and Brandy savored it as long as she could. She was tempted, and Brandy knew it; she just had to find a way to make it happen.

"Morgan, want to see the ass?" Brady said, "Mercury and I need a talk."

"I do, I do want to see an empowered Brandy butt." Morgan said, "Stand up."

Brandy did, a little unsteadily. The delightful experience of her first Morgan blowjob still had her legs weak.

"Oh, Arceus! It's too perfect!" Morgan screamed, flapping her wings madly. "The thickness, the roundness! The plump. The plump Mercury!"

"It's my ass," Mercury said as she stood. "I'm familiar with it."

"I'm going to cry," Morgan sniffed. "It's too beautiful."

Brandy rolled her hips, Morgan gasping dramatically behind her and fanning herself madly with her wings. Breaking down into a stream of excited, half-babbled praise.

"You're still in charge, Morgan," Brandy said, "You want this ass; it's all yours."

"All mine? All mine? You can't just gift me a wonder of the world and say go at it; this takes worship and reverence, Brandy!"

Morgan's fingers were digging into her ass and were quickly joined by her face, her tongue dragging over her ass as she worshipped both cheeks. She was really going for it, licking and nipping and moaning as she lavished Brandy's rear with attention. Pushing Brandy forward towards Mercury, who stood there with her arms folded.

Their cocks touched, and as the electric feeling of that contact made them both shiver, Brandy swore she saw Mercury blush. It was faint on her white skin and quickly whipped away with a swish of her hair, but she saw it.

"You're curious," Brandy teased, taking the opportunity to rub her cock up against Mercury's. "Didn't you say you wanted something new?"

"I can take that away, you know," Mercury muttered, chin haughtily raised so she could stare down at Brandy. Who just gave her the brattiest smile in her arsenal right back.

"You won't," Brandy said, sliding her hand between them and stroking over the top of both their dicks. "Afraid you'll like it too much? I could use a fourth on the team."

"That's a terrible idea," Mercury said, though her hips were moving forward and pressing her cock against Brandy's abs. She got a handful of Brandy's hair and pulled it tight, but Brandy didn't let it phase her. She was channeling her inner Sparky, refusing to submit unless made with full force. "I'd ruin all of you. You're not ready yet."

"Big talk from a woman who can't even suck a dick," Brandy purred. "C'mon, Mercury, we both know you want to try."

Mercury's jaw tightened, and her hand in Brandy's hair was in a vice grip. She was thinking about it; Brandy could see that; the desire was right there in her eyes. "I'm the one who reads minds."

"So tell me I'm wrong, and I'll get on my knees and let you both spitroast me," Brandy said. "Just look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want to try it."

Mercury didn't even try. She stared down at Brandy's cock and didn't say a thing.

"Thought so," Brandy said, smirking. "Get on your knees, big girl."

"I'm going to make you cum so hard you pass out," Mercury growled as she let go of Brandy's hair, "And then I'm going to fuck that mouthy Murkrow into an agreeable little songbird. She'll cum just thinking my name when I'm done with her."

"No doubt about that, Mercury," Brandy grinned, brushing her rainbow hair as it swished past her while Mercury got on her knees. "You always come out on top."

Brandy couldn't believe she was getting away with this. Maybe she had inherited some Super Luck after all.