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It was March 20th—Bruxish’s birthday, and she had never been happier.
The dazzling, glamorous fish was known far and wide as the star of the ocean, with her beautiful, colorful scales, perpetual bedroom eyes, and prominent, gorgeous lips at the end of a long, tubelike snout. Despite occasional pooh-poohing from contemptuous, judgmental folk, who (frankly) wouldn’t survive the winter unaided, Bruxish knew she was the star of the show. There was nothing arrogant about embracing how gorgeous she was. It was self-love, and queen that she was, she owned it.
A special, adults-only party was going to be held on the shore of her favorite island, a lone atoll out in the tropical ocean. The shallow waves lapping the sandy shore ensured that both land-based pokemon and aquatic ones would be able to attend. Joyfully, Bruxish had sent out invites to her best friends. She knew the birthday celebration would be to die for.
Around midmorning, the first attendees showed up.
Winging down from the sky was her friend Pidgeotto, a gorgeous transfemme with a crest of pale red feathers and impeccably maintained pinions on her wings. Pidgeotto had brought one of Bruxish’s friends from the mainland, a handsome and sleek Linoone with a tawny body.
“Glad you could make it!” Bruxish said, grinding her teeth together in excitement. (Like many aquatic pokemon, her teeth grew continually. Unlike other species, which shed and regrew them, she relied on bruxism to keep them in to a manageable length.) “So, who wants to go first?” She pursed her mouth out enticingly, showcasing her plump, colorful lips. “I’m ready for some nice sucking~”
“Gaaah!” Pidgeotto sighed, wiping her brow with one wing. “Not me, at least not yet. I’m too worn from carrying this guy all the way over here.” She playfully cuffed Linoone with her wing.
“Oh, shut up,” Linoone said without fire. “You know we had to make it to our friend’s party!”
“That’s okay,” Bruxish said. “Go rest on the beach. I also picked up some berries as snacks! We have all day, sugar~”
Giggling, Pidgeotto winged over to a shady table set up under a palm tree with the help of local Krabby. She began picking her way through some delicious snacks while Linoone trotted into the water. Bruxish was poking her head partially out, batting her eyes at him and grinning in her species’ typical way.
“Hey Linoone,” she said coyly. “It’s my birthday~ You got a present for me?”
He chuckled. His voice was high and airy, and he positioned himself sideways, lifting one leg to showcase his fur-wrapped sheath and the fast-growing, thick red cock emerging from it, complete with a hefty knot at the base.
“You know it, Bruxy,” he said. “Your favorite.”
Splashing her fins eagerly against the water, Bruxish lifted her head just an inch or two out even more, opening her mouth eagerly and puckering against the air.
Linoone laughed as he trotted over to her, the saltwater lapping against his ankles. “Wow, you’re pretty needy, huh?”
“It’s my birthdaaayyyyyyyy,” she pouted.
“Fine, fine. Here we go, then.” Linoone braced his forepaws against the back of Bruxish’s head, right behind the eyes, and whapped his cock up against her lips. Eagerly, Bruxish took him in.
Her teeth—long and sharp and immaculately maintained—teased against his flesh. While improperly-used fangs could be a liability when giving oral, for a mon as practiced as Bruxish, she knew just how to use them to accent the sensation. She felt Linoone tense under her toothy touch as she glided along his haft, her lips finally meeting his knot. She kissed it delicately and then got to work.
Back and forth, Bruxish bobbed, eagerly sucking him off. Between her lips, her teeth, and the naturally elongated, tubelike shape of her snout, she was a cute lil fishy that was made for sucking cock—and she did so with aplomb.
She slurped and sucked, feeling the pressure tugging at her friend’s cock, and Linoone groaned and flexed his paws against her head, bracing himself even firmer against her. “Oh, Bruxy… this feels so good…”
She mrrr-hrrr-hrrred happily around his cock. Bruxish took great pride and pleasure in much about herself, but one of her foremost skills was being an expert in sucking other mons off. Moving with purpose, Bruxish bobbed back and forth along Linoone’s shaft, feeling her teeth glide along his length. The warmth of his flesh complemented the salty, musky taste of his cock, and she allowed herself to smugly radiate a psychic sense of satisfaction. This, she knew, would infect the minds of other pokemon, letting them pick up on hints of her own sensation. The way that Linoone began blushing, his cock twitching even more sharply in Bruxish’s maw, told her that she was successful.
As Bruxish continued slurping and bobbing back and forth against Linoone’s cock, her partner began jerking his hips forward with erratic energy. His knot pressed and needled against her lips, teasing her. She’d been orally knotted before and knew it could be a fun time, especially given how it tied her down, so to speak, until it was gone.
So why not indulge? It was her birthday, after all. With a loud fwuk of lips against flesh, Bruxish slid her plump, generous lips over Linoone’s knot. Her friend gasped and sputtered and she felt his meat pulse and swell even further beneath her maw; they were tied together well and proper, now. Undaunted, the feisty fish sucked and slurped as hard as she could, tugging the badger’s shaft into her mouth as if she was desperate for release, and even gently teased her fangs against his swell.
It was enough to make the Normal-type groan and lean his head back, his cock juddering Bruxish full of cum. Humming pleasantly to herself, she gulped down every last drop. Waste not, after all…
“H-Holy Arceus, Bruxy,” Linoone said after a moment. “When’d you get so good at throating?”
From behind him, partially hidden amongst the island’s greenery, came the clarion call of Pidgeotto. “C’mon, are you paying attention?” she teased. “Just look at those lips. It’s like she was sculpted to be a throat goat by the gods themselves!”
Bruxish fluttered her eyes in demure playfulness. When your friends were right, they were right.
Slowly, Linoone’s shaft grew down, retreating to flaccidness; it wasn’t helped by Bruxish occasionally stealing a kiss or a lick at the salty length, however. After a few minutes, though, the knot was diminished enough that she could slide off of it with a wet, satisfied mwah! All in all, not a bad first go to her birthday celebration.
“Ohh? Got to a start without me, did you?”
The voice was coy and androgynous. Bruxish turned around; there, cresting the waves, was her favorite boy-toy, Primarina. The seal pokemon was absolutely fabulous, a peak femboy who was just as much at home taking dick in his mouth or ass as he was pounding away at the various girls who fawned over him. The sultry seal reclined partially in the water, his cock emerging from a genital slit down the trunk of his tail.
“What can I say?” Bruxish replied flirtatiously. “The party technically hasn’t even started yet—Pidgeotto and Linoone showed up fashionably early, just like you~”
Primarina allowed a laugh to roll through his body. He sinuously swam over to the much smaller Water-type. “Well, if you’ve already started the celebrations, I want to be part of them…”
Bruxish eyed his cock hungrily. Primarina’s shaft was like that of a cetacean, long and sinuous and flexible. A vivid, berry pink, it was outrageously thick near the base but tapered to an almost delicate point near the tip. Swimming over, she layered it with kisses, provoking small twitches from the throbbing member and drawing a tiny bead of precum from the tip.
“Of course,” she purred. “I wouldn’t dream of leaving you out, hon~”
With an eager laugh, Primarina leaned back, allowing his shaft to wiggle in front of Bruxish’s face. She opened her maw and easily took it in, ready for her second suck of the day.
Primarina’s cock was tapered so much that she easily allowed it to push inside of her. The flexible, prehensile tip wavered this way and that, as if searching for purchase against her throat. The faint little tip seemed almost delicate against her.
But she knew firsthand that Primarina’s cock wouldn’t stay little for long. As he slid further into her, his fast-increasing girth made her jaw spread. She relaxed it, loosening as best she could to afford him space without brushing her teeth against his cock any more than she needed to.
Her mouth was long and spacious, and rare was the cock that went all the way to her throat—but Primarina was big enough to push down the long tube of her fishy mouth and nudge all the way there. The way his playful cocktip nestled and pressed against her esophagus provoked thrills of pleasure through the fab fish, and her eyelids fluttered as she relaxed enough to allow Primarina to go in.
“Therrrrre we go,” the effeminate seal said with enjoyment. One broad flipper patted the top of Bruxish’s head and rubbed against her brow. “What a good, slutty little fish you are.”
“Mmrrrrff~” she replied back, her words not coming through clearly thanks to how stuffed she was. Nevertheless, she arched her back to allow a clearer avenue for the questing penis to push into her. With a trill of pleasure, Primarina shoved in even harder.
Ooohhhhhh, it felt sublime! The way her throat streeeeeetched to accommodate him, the gentle pressure keeping her wide; she gulped a few times, unable to properly swallow due to his heft, and the up-and-down undulations of her throat made both Water-types shudder delightedly. Primarina began rocking gently back and forth, ever-so-softly fucking his friend’s throat. The sensation was unreal.
And the taste! Primarina was salty, but in a different way than Linoone. He tasted like the sea itself, as if his cock was sweating seawater. The briny aftertaste complemented the sensation of the stretch in her throat and the smooth motion of Primarina fucking her. Almost forgetting herself for a moment, Bruxish allowed herself to drift off, awash in the sensation of having a cock plunge her lovely chasm…
Finally, after a few moments, Primarina shuddered and ground his hips even further into Bruxish. The cute fish released a wet glluk as she was spread even wider than before, and thin, watery spunk shot directly into her esophagus, trickling down to settle alongside Linoone’s in her gullet.
With a sigh of relief, Primarina yanked out of Bruxish and she heaved for breath, the sudden emptiness in her mouth and throat feeling quite distracting. Still, she batted her eyes at Primarina and held a fin up to her mouth, barely concealing a pleased giggle.
“Excellent work as always, Primarina,” she said. “I knew a birthday girl could count on you…”
Primarina blushed, but before he could say more, Pidgeotto cleared her throat from the island. “Alright, I’m all rested up from carrying that goober over here!” She hooked a wing at Linoone, who was now pigging himself out on the smorgasbord of berries. “Come’n suck me off, Bruxish!”
Oh heavens! Bruxish could hardly wait. Pidgeotto was a dear friend and—
“Now, hold on!”
A big, burly voice growled from the sea as a sharp blue form erupted from it. Bruxish’s close fish friend, Sharpedo, was glowering at Pidgeotto. His own cock—thin and red, but very long and ridged with barbs and grooves—was emerging from a genital slit.
“I wanted to be next!” he bellowed as if he hadn’t just arrived.
Pidgeotto puffed out her chest. Her own pink cock was standing strong between her legs. “Hey! I got here first and—”
“Friends, friends!” Bruxish cut in, using her psychic powers to soothe their fragile tempers. “Come on, there’s no need to fight. After all…” She positioned herself facing towards the beach, mouth open and kissing at Pidgeotto, while raising her tail to show her needy pussy at Sharpedo. “I have more than one hole~”
The two bickering pokemon glanced at each other and seemed to decide that Bruxish’s compromise was acceptable. Sharpedo rocketed through the surf, quickly pressing against Bruxish and mounting her from behind, while Pidgeotto flapped over and rested in the shallow water. Moving together as if in unspoken agreement, Bruxish’s two friends both positioned their cocks alongside each of her holes. The lovely balistid could hardly wait. She’d hoped that she’d get spitroasted as part of her party, and it looked like she was going to get her wish!
As one, Sharpedo and Pidgeotto both plunged in, and Bruxish’s eyes fluttered in foremost delight. Her cunny easily accepted Sharpedo’s long, exotic cock, and she felt every ridge and groove rub against her inner walls like the most exotic toy ever. Of its own accord, her pussy began fluttering around the enticing member, provoking growls and grunts of pleasure from the large, piscine pokemon.
Meanwhile, Pidgeotto’s girlcock was being put to fabulous use. It was long and hefty, and Bruxish made sure to tease her galpal by nudging her teeth against the sensitive flesh, prompting alluring squawks and chrills from the pretty bird. The touch of Bruxish’s teeth evidently surprising her, Pidgeotto paused halfway in, only for Bruxish to lap encouragingly against the tip of her cock. This sparked a luminescent bloom of color in the avian’s cheeks, and Pidgeotto slipped in even further.
Sharpedo, not to be outdone, braced his coarse flesh against Bruxish’s soft scales and started ramming into her again and again. The furious, uncompromising back-and-forth of having his toylike cock skirt along her inner walls was beyond erotic to the happy fish, and her pussy fluttered and clenched harder than ever, all in an attempt to convince Sharpedo not to let up. The force of his thrusts pushed Bruxish’s body forward, causing her to slip with a gulp even further down Pidgeotto’s length. The bird released a surprised, delighted sound that was half-chirp, half-sigh, as Bruxish immediately took her entire length. Making sure that her birdy friend wasn’t feeling left out, Bruxish kissed Pidgeotto’s feathered body with her sumptuous lips
Feeling eager, Pidgeotto began slamming into Bruxish from the other end, provoking loud, wet slaps from the spitroasted fish as her lips met up against Pidgeotto’s flesh. The lewd sound of throating—“gllk, gllk, gllk”—was counterpointed by the delightful whaps of the two pokemon going at it.
Before long, both Sharpedo and Pidgeotto synced up their tempos so that they were both mashing into the birthday girl in unison. The result was that when they pressed in, Bruxish was sandwiched between them like an accordion, her body feeling tight and worked-up from all the sensation; when they pulled out, both leaving nothing but the tip inside, she felt delicately empty, granted a moment’s reprieve before having them inevitably fuck right back in. It was simply heavenly.
Bruxish made sure to continue being an active participant; she gulped and swallowed hard around Pidgeotto, using her tongue to lather and squeeze against her friend’s delightful girlcock, and also fluttered and clenched hard around Sharpedo’s dick, ensuring the shark would continue his ferocious pace. Altogether, the three of them made for a fabulously lewd display.
Finally, after being spitroasted for minutes on end, it was finally enough for Bruxish. Her eyelids fluttering, she moaned incoherently as a thudding, inexorable orgasm crashed into her. Her entire body tensed and shook with stimulus, and her pussy flushed with warm slick.
Seeing their friend cum was enough to push both Pidgeotto and Sharpedo over the edge. The pair shuddered, gasping and groaning, and each jammed their hips forward, hilting their dicks into the lucky birthday fish. Bruxish’s glorious orgasm was only accentuated when she felt hot, heavy cum flushing into her from both ends, settling down in her body and proving a testament to how happy they all were.
Both her partners slipped out of her and the three of them flopped in the surf, resting and catching their breath. Nearby, Linoone was sunning under the sand and Primarina was helping himself to some berries.
“Say,” Sharpedo said in his coarse voice. “Who else is comin’ to this party?”
Bruxish smiled. She’d invited plenty more, and already she could make out dark sharps coloring the surf or winging towards her. The day was only just beginning.
“Plenty and plenty,” she said coyly. “Don’t worry, Sharpedo, we’re gonna have plenty of fun~”