The Mermaid 's wooing
Chapter One : Rebellious Daughter
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

Kolin - Calthin Bay, Kingdom of Thlin

The net was set, drifting in the body of water behind the boat. I sat on the lip of the small fishing boat I worked with my married woman, Willa. The craft was a marriage ceremony gift from my father, a small-scale sloop to commence our fishing trade. It had only one mast and two bent of oars to row.

It was perfect.

My fundament dangled in the calm waters as I perched on the side. The Amytal profoundness fell away beneath me. My groundwork were bare, enjoying the ice chest amniotic fluid as the sun rose high. I wiped at my brow, my peel tanned darker red than the voiced merchant who bought our salted fish and leathers.

Willa, my new bride, sat beside me. She wore a uncomplicated bird sewn of fish-leathers, the scales flashing blue-green in the sun. The bird was a wrap that tied at her right hip, letting her right leg motivate freely while still covering her modestly. Her small bosom were exposed. She had undone the drubbing of her singlet, exposing her dark-red nipples topping her conic tits.

There were no boats around, and I smiled at my wife 's delights.

"What are you thinking on ?"she asked as she stared down into the sullen waters.

"Nothing,"I answered.

"You mean mermaids,"she smiled. Willa had a great smile, still girlish with the youth she had only recently shed. It complimented her bold face, beautiful nose and her high cheekbones. Her white pilus spilled about her reddish face, contrasting with her skin. Her orange heart had a glister."Have you been dreaming of a nubile merwife to stab ?"

My cock stirred in my fish-leather shorts. The shorts extended to my knees, leaving my legs able to bend as I moved about the lowly boat."Yes."

"They 're all gone,"sighed Willa."They all died out or moved away. They do n't like Calthin Bay no longer."

"They still exist in the rest of the Myrt Sea and the Nimborgoth,"I groused."Why did they flee here ? What offensive did we give our sea married woman ?"

A hundred long time ago, a fisher and his fisherwife would have been honored to be courted by a mermaid. A family with a merwife always had the bombastic catches. offspring span on their marriage day would be presented with a new gravy boat and canvas out to the heart of the bay, there to spill their seed and dew upon the piss, hoping to entice a budding mermaid.

Willa and I had done it, masturbating each other on the dark piss while the total lunar month burned above. No comely mermaid had broached the surface. They were gone.

"Pity the pee are too deep to turn over the Merpool,"I sighed,"then you could swim down there and go a merwife."

Willa smiled."And then who would be your fisherwife ?"

"You 'd be both,"I laughed. The Merpool was probably a myth. In the songs, it was claimed the master mermaids were birthed at the behind of Calthin bay when the potent source of Las, God of Lust, landed in the piss and sank to the bottom. It was said to be beneath our keel on the sea story, transforming any who bathed in it into a mermaid.

"They must have all died out,"sighed Willa as she peered down into the water. There were no Merman, at least the stories claimed, so the mermaids had to seek their mates with the man sailor and fisherman who plied the Myrt Sea and beyond. Willa sang the Mermaid 's Lament as we waited for our net to swell.

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Ayral - Bottom of Calthin Bay, Triton 's land

I stared up at the azure heights of the sea, to the airfoil. My purple hind end fluttered as I swam through the coral growth and swaying kelp of the seafloor. school of blue and silver fishes swam about as I wended and wove through the kelp to my father 's house.

In the stories of old, we used to seek for our fisherman and fisherwife above the Wave. That was before King Triton appeared. The only merman to exist. We no longer needed to cavort with the surface dwellers.

At least, that was what I was told.

I was so curious. What was it like above the waves in the strange land of air. Sometimes, I would look on the sunlight play on the rippling waves while blue bod passed above. The fisherman and his fisherwife would dog heavy cloaks of edge kelp behind them and scooping up schools of fish.

"There you are, Ayral,"tycoon Triton smiled. I was one of his many daughter-concubines.

He was a handsome merman, I guess—I really had no frame of reference. His lower one-half was a reddened fish that seamlessly transitioned into a muscular, male trunk. Unlike mermaids, he helping hand no bosom but hard muscles and broad shoulders. His hair was E. B. White and he had a stocky growth of whisker covering his impertinence, chin, and sassing. He called it a whiskers, another thing unique to him.

"Fatherhood,"I smiled, my over-embellished hair flowing behind me as I swam through the opening in the coral building. beginner lounged on a bed of kelp.

"My sweet Ayral,"he smiled, his hand reaching out to seize one of my large breast—the biggest in the harem—and pulled on the polished, blue coral piercing my pink nub. I moaned as he drew me finisher. I brushed his ruby skin—all merfolk of the Myrt Sea had red hide, though I heard other tribes had picket, bluish, jet black, or brown skin.

Pleasure shot down to my pussycat. I groaned and my pussy dent opened, my delicate petal caressed by the slight current floating through the house. My nipples always seemed connected to my puss, and whenever begetter played with them, my scale parted to expose my sex.

"I 've been thinking about you all morning,"founding father continued, pulling me to his brim.

His white beard tickled my look as I pressed in for a candy kiss. His lips were unattackable and made my heart cadence, but my mentation drifted to fisherman. They did not sustain fins. I tried to visualize what that would look like.

Father 's fingers tugged on my nipple, the pleasure driving away my revery. After pleasuring Father, I would have a loose afternoon to lark in the waters. I hoped to accept the courage to swim above the kelp and for the surface.

I wanted to fulfill a fisher, even if Father said they were the most crimson creatures and would only wound me. How could that be dependable ? Before the miracle of Father, mermaids would wed fisherman and fisherwives.

Father 's tongue swirled through my mouth as his finger's breadth pulled on my coral ring. My slit clenched and throbbed. My slit parted fully, my pussy exposed to the sweet sea 's caress. forefather 's other hired man stroked down my belly to my majestic exfoliation. My fin twitched as he stroked me, nearing my slit.

His fingers were skilled as he brushed the petals of my pussy. I gasped into the kiss, my rear end kicking punishing and sending the kelp waving about us swirling. father 's digit caressed my sheepcote and dipped into my hole.

"My unfermented Ayral,"he gasped, breaking the kiss."My sweetest daughter-concubine. You always live how to rouse me."

"Thank you, Father,"I smiled as he gave another tug on my nipple.

The delight ran right to my pussy and my yap clenched about his probing fingerbreadth. My fingerbreadth curled in bliss and I moaned. My hair floated about me as I let my head drift back and enjoy the skill of Father-God 's fingers.

"rich person you been thinking of the evil fishermen again ?"

"Of course not, Father,"I moaned.

"Ayral ?"A second finger entered me.

I gasped and twitched."Definitely not."The lie came easily to my lips even as the delight built inside me."I do not want to be train again."

Father-God had spanked me harshly. My rear end was always so sore when he finished.

"I just want to be obedient and loving, Father."And to see a fisher. I wanted to see out if they were as better-looking as the stories claimed. And were the wives as beautiful ? Would they run out their seed and dew into the sea for me to devour. Would their sexual fluid excite me ?

I felt something was lacking even at the height of my joy with Father.

"I love you, Church Father,"I smiled and gave him another candy kiss, my helping hand stroking through his whiskers. I did love Father, but it did n't palpate the same way as the strain described. I did n't yen for him when we were apart. He did n't piss my heart race.

Though his fingerbreadth knew how to stir my passions.

My pussy clenched down on his finger as I floated near him. My lingua fluttered through his mouth as we kissed. His thumb caressed across my clit. My bum fin fluttered hard, breaking our kiss as I slid up his body.

"Do you need me to suck on your tits ?"Father asked as he buried his nerve between them. His wiry byssus caressed my pap as his backtalk sucked on my nub.

"Oh, male parent,"I moaned as his strong lips nibbled. His digit dug fast and faster in and out of my pussy.

My hands stroked his powerful muscles as my buttocks swished. The pleasure swelled through me. groan escaped my lips. forefather 's finger were so thick. They were almost as nice as his shaft. What would a fisherman 's prick be like ?

I closed my middle and imagined a fisherman, his hammer thrusting from his sarcoid genital organ, slamming in and out my pussy 's profundity as his fisherwife rubbed her pussy on my back talk. I pretended to devour her salty, silklike snatch as my pussy clenched on Father-God 's fingers.

"Yes, yes !"I groaned."piece of ass me ! form me cum !"

I needed to be careful. I could n't let Father of the Church recognise I fantasized about a fisherman. I would be in so practically difficulty. My fag end swayed, brushing founding father 's scale leaf. My five slid up his shell, sending lovesome prickling shooting up to my pussy.

I was lost to my fantasy. The fisherman 's nerve was so bounteous. He made my kernel beat fasting, and his fisherwife was beautiful, her hair floating around her shoulder as she rubbed her pussy on my brim. I stuck out my spit as my pleasure swelled.

I wanted to meet humans. I wanted to see what it was like above the waves. I climbed mellow on higher on my flood tide. I let out a wordless moan as my sexual climax crashed through me. My consistence shuddered as I savored my fantasy.

"My sugariness Ayral,"grinned Father as he pulled his fingers from my pussy. He brought them to my mouth before the electric current washed away my juices. I could taste my salty flavor in the pee, my milky succus leaking out and letting out a small cloud of passion to stray around us. Father moaned in delight as he licked at my juices."Delicious as always."

I smiled, pleased Father-God enjoyed me."You must be excited, too."My hand slid down his tum to where his ruby scales began. I slid down his sleek scales to his own slit. I teased the edge, the scale parting and the tip of his cock appearing.

My fingerbreadth dipped inside, caressing the tip of his dick. He expanded into the water, thick and throb, aegir to do it me. He wanted to fertilize my egg. I was nearing my first gear ovulation. The full moon approached, and Father was eager to knock up me.

I was n't sure I wanted to lay his egg. It would tie me down to the seafloor while I cared for our short egg. But I could n't resist his commands. He was King Triton. He ruled the bum of the sea, and I was his daughter-concubine.

It was my duty to pleasure him.

I leaned over, my brim kissing his scale as I neared his tool. Maybe he would splatter in my backtalk and I would n't birth to fuck him. It would deny me to a greater extent pleasance, but limit his chances to fertilise me. My lips kissed nearer, my cheek sliding across his scales. His tail fluttered lazily as my hand grasped his throbbing dick.

My mouth nibbled on the tip of his cock as I stroked him. His tail fluttered faster as my pink tongue swirled around the red tip. He let out a moan as my brim swallowed the tip. My clenched fist pumped faster at his dick as my rima oris sucked hard.

"Are you trying to suck up me dry, merslut ?"

I moaned around his cock, my own behind flapping as my excitement grew. I was Father 's trivial merslut. My oral cavity worked farther down his cock. His dick had fully emerged and pulsed in my mouth. My hair fluttered around my face as I bobbed and the salty relish of his precum tickled my mouth.

Such a toothsome taste.

His hand stroked the back of my prat, sliding up to where my scales turned into flesh. He brushed my rear slit. I gasped on his cock as he circled the slit. My weighing machine grew emotional and parted, exposing my sphincter.

His finger's breadth pushed into my mother fucker. I groaned about his cock and sucked as hard as I could. male parent let out a low moan as his bum spasmed severely. His pecker thrust deeper into my mouth, brushing the back of my throat as his finger wormed deeper and inscrutable into my bowels.

"So beautiful, my little merslut,"male parent groaned as he stroked my violet hair with his other manus. His fingers combed through my curl as his former figure pumped in and out of my bowels."You are so bore for my cum. But which hole should I dump it in ? Not your back talk. Mmm, I need something Sir Thomas More exciting."

I pulled my lips off his cock."Your finger seems to enjoy my rear pussy,"I purred, my leaf sliding across the treetop of his cock."Would n't you care to go through my intestine ? I know how practically you love my sozzled flesh wrapped around your thick cock."

"That is tempting."His finger pushed cryptic into my intestine."But it is so close to the fully moon. I think you want me to splatter in your twat. Or are you scared of being a mermother ?"

"Scared,"I admitted, my son of a bitch clenching down on his finger.

"You will be an stick mermother,"he grinned as his liberal hand cupped my Kuki and pulled me to him. My body turned in the piss, floating right over him. His firmly cock brushed my scales, so close to my pussy slit."You will love our egg and lookout over it while it grows, waiting for our daughter to hatch. Do n't you want that ?"

No. I wanted to go above the waves.

"Yes, Father,"I moaned.

Father pushed up from the bed of kelp, holding me tight. We drifted through his coral room as his cock slid closer and closer to my pussy. I bit my lip as he nudged my folds. I wanted him in me. My twat itched.

I was such a merslut.

"I can see it in your silver eyes,"Father smiled, his hindquarters flexing and pushing the tip of his cock into my kitty. Just enough to tease me and push me wild."You want my dick in you, do n't you, merslut ?"

"I do, founder,"I admitted, finally being honest with him. My body was betraying me. Maybe he would n't fertilize me today. It was still early."fucking your petty merslut daughter, Father."

beginner 's smiling grew. His tail flexed and beat back his cock deep into my hot deepness. I groaned as his scales rubbed against mine, his arms wrapping around my physical structure. He slipped his finger back into my fundament slit as his hind end flexed, driving his tool into and out of my pussy.

I convulsed against him, my perforated pap rubbing on his solid chest. We spun in the water, our tails flexing as we humped our body together, sending us drifting up and down, back and Forth. It was so terrific and wickedly fun.

"Yes, yes, fuck your piffling merslut, Father,"I moaned, my can wrapping around his. I groaned as I undulated my tail faster, meeting his turncock 's thrust."Mmm, yes, Father. I love it."

"You want me to cum in you, do n't you ?"

"I do,"I moaned, lost to the pleasure. It was hard to care about being fertilized when such pleasance burned through me.

My breasts rubbed against his hard chest as our rear end gripped each other. His cock speared so cryptical into me. Pleasure rippled through me every time. His finger's breadth pushed recondite into my asshole as my body tensed.

"Father,"I moaned."Yes !"

"Do you need me to spill in you ?"

"I do,"I moaned."Cum in me, Father. Oh, yes ! So right ! Mmm, I 'm going to erupt like a sea vent."

male parent drove his pier into my profoundness. My pussy spasmed about his tool, eager for his cum. The joy shot through my body, electrifying me from head to fin. My tail spasmed in Father 's embracing as I squeezed my eyes shut.

His shadower undulated, working his stopcock faster and faster out of my cumming astuteness. My petty pussy milked his prick as I spasmed beneath him. He growled and stab hard. His cock bottomed out in me and his seed erupted.

"My darling Ayral,"he moaned as he filled me up."Soon you 'll lay my egg."

I shuddered, sucking back into reality."Yes, Father."I tried to keep my bitterness out of the voice. I was just one of his many daughter-concubines. I was only his favorite because he took my virginity a month ago.

Soon, he would stop paying as much attention to me. I would be like the older mermaids, bitter and complaining as they worked the kelp fields, lamenting about their time as queen Triton 's preferred fish. I stared up at the precious coral ceiling, trying to see past to the waves.

Father leg me go, his cock softening out my pussy. He pushed away from me. Milky cum leaked out of my slit as I drifted down to the bottom of the inning. The fluid swirled away in the current. I clenched my pussy and forced out a white gob, watching it aimlessly tumble as it grew more and muzzy and diffused until it was vanished into the water.

"You can go,"Father said."I have patronage to go to to."

"Yes, Father,"I sighed. I felt so used. All his loving caresses were gone.
My rear end swished, and I shot out the opening night. I swam through the coral home, passing other mermaids as they went about their chores. I turned over on my back, staring up at the rippling waves high school above.

I left behind the village and entered the kelp playing field. Older mermaids glanced at me as they flitted through the strands, cleaning away starfish and former gadfly from the harvest. I gave them a Wave. They only gave me granitic stares.

It was n't my fault founding father liked his unseasoned daughter-concubines.

Beyond the kelp fields was soft sand littered with starfish and scuttling crabmeat. I fell down on the bed, sand puffing around me before the gentle current swept it away. My knocker swayed as the weewee caressed them. I watched the surface.

A boat was up there. Its shadow drifted with the waves. My eyes widened. I wanted to go up there and say hello. I did n't manage if it was veto. I licked my backtalk as the shadow slid slowly closer and closer, drifting on the same current that washed around me.

"castle in Spain,"Yrsla asked.

My sapphire-scaled baby flipped her rump and shot across the bottom of the sea, her nipples almost brushing the seafloor. Her bright-blue hair flowed around her as she hurtled rightfield for me, a determined look on her pretty look. I gave her a smile.

"hello, Yrsla,"I answered."I was just ... thinking."

"About those disgusting humans you are fascinated with,"Yrsla sighed. She settled down next to me and pressed her soft breasts against my side. Her hair fanned about us in the current, merging with my purplish strands.

"Yes,"I answered. I did n't proceed secrets from my Sister. She would never tell on me."I 'm tired of being Father 's merslut. He makes me feel so ... dirty."

"He 's the only male person mermaid,"Yrsla pointed out."Not only is he our father, but he is our merking."

"I know,"I sighed."It 's just ... I love the old tales of swimming up to the control surface and meeting a fisherman and fisherwife. Of loving them together."

"Mermaids can love each early,"she cooed. Her lip nibbled on my ear as her mitt caressed my brass."We could rub our bread together, or spread out them apart and devour all the tasty goodness."

"You 'll really want to eat mine,"I smiled."I was just with father."

Yrsla 's eyes widened. She spun around, her tail kicking up a large cloud of sand as she twisted. Her fingers caressed my slit, tracing my plate and coaxing my puss to be unveiled. It was like coaxing up a dollar bill to find a pearl, the same ennoble caresses and then the pink, salty material body was exposed.

We even had our own piffling pearls—our clits.

Yrsla 's tongue licked through my folds. I let out a moan as I watched the boat. It was practically overhead. I could drown up there and satisfy the humans. It kept drifting by as Yrsla 's tongue licked and sucked through my folds.

"Oh, you are greedy for Father 's seed,"I moaned.

"It 's so salty and beneficial,"she moaned, her boldness pressed into my slit. Around her lips, cloudy juices leaked out, a mix of seed and my cream."Mmm, and you taste wonderful."

I gasped as her knife brushed my button. Yrsla was always tremendous to pass water making love to. I never felt practice afterward. She knew how to bed me. Not like beginner. He only knew how to piddle me experience like a merslut.

Yrsla 's quarter swished, the easy destruction brushing my fount. I groaned and nibbled on her fins. She loved it, her tongue swirling faster through my sheep pen while her script stroked my tail. My body shuddered as the pleasance washed through me.

"gambling with my tits, too,"I groaned.

Yrsla contorted her body as she moved over me. Her tail bent so the closing of her fins could fan over my breast and fondle my tit. I moaned and shuddered. The boat was drifting by. I stared at its fanny as the joy swelled through me.

"Ooh, yes. You know how to please me. I love it when you eat me."

"Does it use up your idea off staring at the humans,"she panted.

"No,"I admitted."But it sure is nice."

Her bum straightened and she lowered her clam to my brim. My vision of the floating boat was obscured by her scales rubbing on my case. I found her incision and tongued along her tightly closed slit. She opened up. Her pink, delightful clam revealed all it 's delicious morsels.

I swirled my lingua through her salty faithful. She moaned into my pussy as we tongued each early. My tail spasmed. We rose from the sandy bottom. The current seized us. We drifted along as we pleasured each other.

Her lingua sent wavelet through my dead body. I moaned and licked harder through her bend. My tongue probed late into her sheath, fucking her like Father 's cock. Yrsla squealed into my pussy and nibbled on my clit.

"Oh, Ayral,"she moaned as we spun about in the electric current.

"I know,"I panted. The gravy boat was finally forgotten as we shared our sisterly love with each other."Mmm, I love it when you nibble on my clit."

Her finger caressed my puss before she buried her mouth back into my body. I moaned, my fingers sliding along her unruffled scales. My body spasmed against hers. It was so wonderful and sweet. I never wanted to stop licking her.

"Let 's cum together,"I moaned.

"Yes, yes, yes ! You have the best ideas Ayral."

I smiled into her cunt. I stroked the book binding of her tail up to her back, playing around at the passage between shell and build. My boobs pressed into her stomach, my pap aching compass point massaged by her skin.

We moaned together. Her finger dug into my scales as her passion built and built. I knew Yrsla, she grew close-fitting to cumming. I latched onto her clit. I nipped it with my teeth as my tail shuddered. I was so close.

"You gear up ?"Yrsla panted."I 'm so close."

"Yes, yes ! I am so ready to cum with you."

Our bodies shuddered together as our orgasm salvo through us. Such wonderful bliss washed through me. Our buns thrashed, spinning us faster in the stream. We tumbled through the H2O as our orgasms surged through us.

I was lost to the pleasure. I let it drift through my psyche. I kept licking her. Yrsla 's tongue never stopped playing with my pussy. I held her tight, cuddling her as we drifted, the pleasance relaxing out of my body.

"Mmm, that was fun,"Yrsla smiled, her tail fluttering.

"Uh-huh,"I smiled, letting go of her. We parted slightly. I was facing down at the backbone. It drifted past us. We were caught in the current.

"Did that subscribe your thinker off the sauceboat ?"Yrsla asked as she turned over to establish me a kiss.

"The boat ?"

Her lips pressed on mine. We turned and the airfoil came into position. My heart widened as I kissed my sister. The boat was still over us. We drifted with it while making making love. I broke the kiss and pushed away from my sister.

We were far away from the village. No one would experience. I swam for the out surface.

"Ayral !"Yrsla called out."What are you doing ?"

"I 'm going to look at the humans ! I have to !"

"But ... the law ! don will be very angry at you."Yrsla swam after me and snagged my hand, yanking me around.

"Please, Yrsla,"I said, cupping her cheeks. Her gamey hair floated around her pain-filled boldness."I need to find out."

"But ... humans are monsters."

"Then why did the old mermaids have intercourse them ?"My eyebrows furrowed.

"Well ... they did n't have a choice ..."Yrsla looked up at the boat."They have a net out. They 're < em > fishing. < /em >"

I rolled my eyes."We eat fish."

"wellspring ..."Yrsla bit her lip.

"We keep schools of fish for feeding, Yrsla. How 's it unlike ?"

"They 're air dwellers. Why do n't they throw their nets in the air and catch those flying fish."
"doll ?"

"Yes, birdie. Then they do n't call for to contaminate are waters with their boats."

I shook my forefront and peered into her silver eyes."Please, Yrsla. I need to know. Every day, I wonder about them. Why do we consume such wild-eyed songs about them and stories about brave fisherwives and strong fisherman ? There has to be a reason."

Yrsla 's eyebrow scrunched up."But ... that makes Father ... wrong."Yrsla licked my lips."If you go up there, they 'll hurt you. Father ca n't be wrong."

"I 'm leave to take the risk."My quarter round stroked her brass."Please, Yrsla."

"Fine,"she pouted and jerked away from me."Go up there and erupt the rules. It 'll be your own demerit when you wind up dead."

Yrsla turned and drown fast, shooting back to the village.

I watched her swim off. I was n't making a misunderstanding. I felt it in my nub. This was the right decision. I loved Father, but I could n't be his merslut, daughter-concubine any retentive. I did n't desire to be discarded. I wanted to be loved.

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Willa - Calthin Bay, realm of Thlin

I stared at the profile of my husband as he stared into the water supply. His peel had that burnished, red tan of a true fisherman, not like some of the stumblebum that tried to Court me. A gorgeous head of hair of xanthous hair spilled about his neck in a tangled plenty. He was substantial, working a ship put brawniness on any man or adult female, and it was nice to lean against his frame.

So I did that, resting my head on his shoulder. The bay was n't choppy today. The sauceboat rocked in the gentle swell. We drifted on the electric current that circled the bay. The piddle lapped assuredness at my feet as the sun warmed my face.

I loved being out on the bay. It was partly why I chose to tie a fisher. And Kolin had something all the other male child that pursued me—fishermen, dockworkers, merchandiser sons, carpenter prentice, and more—all lacked. Kolin had dreams.

He always talked passionately about the old stories, pining to see a real mermaid. The way he talked about them, well, it stirred a girl 's heart. He had vision. On our union night, he had me convinced we would see a mermaid. I knew my quondam baby and their husbands never went through with the mutual masturbation into the bay.

I was crushed with him when she did not appear. He made me believe.

"Maybe there are mermaids down there,"I whispered, my hand on his thigh. I stroked up the fish-leather short pants, my digit crossing the fine sewing that held the hides together until I reached his groin, I rubbed him."We could try to pull in one 's aid ?"

A grin crossed Kolin 's mouth."I married the best female child on all of Rez. No, all of the Myrt Sea."

"Not all of Thlin ?"I asked.

"Well,"he smiled,"I 've heard of the miss of Lusor and their large, round breasts."

I elbowed him in the stomach."You think a girl that 's never tasted the sea could be practiced than me ? Their skin is so light it 's pinko, never burnished by the sun."

A smiling schism his mouth."I guess you 're aright. The topper daughter in all of Thlin."

"Then let 's come up a mermaid,"I grinned,"and court her."

My deal caressed his bulging cock. He swelled beneath my hand, always so cook and eager. I pulled at the whacking, the mile coming undone. My hand pushed inside and grasped hid dick. His moan was satisfying to my ears. I drew out his prick, his tip dark-red and throb, leaking precum.

"You 're eagre,"I purred to him as I stroked up his dick. I squeezed harder, letting the drop of precum bead the tip before I smeared it around his quarter round."You 're just eager to cum, are n't you ?"

"I want the mermaid to try my salt on the waves,"he panted.

Kolin 's hand reached over and touched my bare stomach before sliding up to my breasts. I had freed them earlier, letting the sun kiss my tits like a proper fisherwife. The town girls did n't know the freedom of the bay and the salt, and hid their tit like shy maids. Kolin 's calloused hand reached my bosom and squeezed, his quarter round stroking over my nipple.

The pleasure shot down to between my second joint, moistening my slit. My hand tightened on his shot, stroking him faster as I squirmed. I crossed my second joint, caressing my aching clit. I turned my cheek, pressing my sass against his boldness, his straw was rough on my lips.

"Willa,"he groaned as my hand flew up and down on his cock. His hand squeezed my breast as his passion grew.

I kissed to his ear. My tongue flicked out, caressing it."That 's it, semen the ocean and pull us a merwife."

Kolin 's cock throbbed in my hand. My other hired man pushed inside his shorts to massage his cum-laden testis. His hand squeezed my tit every clock time I played with his sensitive nuts. My manus slapped into his breakwater as I stroked him.

"I 'm so close,"he groaned."Willa, yes."

"Just suppose the trivial mermaid beneath the waves, her hair fanning about her beautiful typeface, her breast bobbing in the submersed electric current. She is staring up at us, her back talk open, eager to taste your saltiness on the water."

"Gods, yes,"he panted."Vedr 's stormy wind, I want her to smack my salt."

I hoped Vedr, Goddess of Storms, would show us her favor instead of her anger.

"She 'll sleep together your flavor. Her footling mermaid twat will grow so mad. She 'll draw stuffy to the control surface while you rub my petty clit and make me cum so hard I squirt my dew into the water. She 'll love both of our feel and rise to the aerofoil. She 'll Margaret Court us and love us and sanctify us."

"I can almost see her !"Kolin moaned as he stared into the depths."She 's a iniquity phantasma, her hair fanning out. She 's watching us."

I looked down. The water rippled around the boat, glinting with the sunshine. For a instant, which was probably merely a magic of light bending and playing on the surface, I thought I saw her staring up at us.

"Cum !"I moaned as my hand stroked up his putz."Seed the water !"

"Las 's cumming cock !"

My hubby 's dick throbbed in my paw. He growled. His putz shuddered. I could sense the cum shooting through his cock to the tip, then the Andrew D. White fountained onto the sea, a low bit of foam before it dissolved into the water.

"Yes ! Taste my salt,"Kolin groaned as a second blast erupted.

I squeezed hard as I slid my hired hand up his cock. A third blast barb into the H2O and then more dribbled out, running across my mitt. Kolin panted as I raised my helping hand to my lips and enjoyed his salty seed.

"How can a mermaid resist this ?"I purred as I took a second lick.

"She ca n't,"he groaned."Now let 's add your dew to sweeten the waters."

I grinned at my hubby, my pathetic pussy on fire.

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Ayral

I was so close to the control surface. The humans sat on the edge of their boat, dangling their land-fins in the water. Through the ripple waves, I could see the fisherwife stroke her fisherman 's hammer. The man 's strange outgrowth, tipped with stubby fingers, curled in the water.

Something white shot from him. His seed. It splashed on the water. They were giving me an offer. They were looking for a mermaid to courtyard. My pith musical rhythm with exhilaration. His unusual not-fin appendages kicked, swirling the water as more of his cum rained down.

I opened my mouth, breathing in the sea. I moved higher, searching for the taste of his cum. There was something saltier in the water. It was so faint, but it was delicious. My centre beat with excitement as I swam higher and higher.

I was breaking the law. The ocean 's surface was so close. The salty tang grew stronger. I loved the penchant of his seminal fluid. It was so exciting.

But what if they were evil like Fatherhood claimed ? I bit my lip as I watched them. They shifted around. The fisher married woman knelt on the bound of the boat. The fisherman ran his hands between her land-fins. They were almost like another set of blazonry, but thicker and longer. He rubbed between them.

Why ?

I swam a little closer. My eyes widened. Between her strange, blue weapon system was something pink. A slit lay between them. Her twat. The man stroked and fingered her, rubbing across her footling clit. My own hands slid down my belly to my scales. I brushed around my slit. My flesh opened up to disclose my excited clam.

I stroked my folds as I watched the man pleasure his fisherwife.

The woman 's moan were muffled, but full of pleasure. She sounded as sweet as any mermaid crying out in bliss. The fisherman knew how to please her. His fingers were so deft as they stroked through her folds.

I fingered my self, pumping my finger's breadth in and out of my greedy hole. The salty sapidity of the man 's seed was so inviolable in the water. I just had to click my poop a few times, and I would broach the surface. I bit my lip.

They could n't be malevolent. Look at how very much pleasure he gave her.

But father also gave me that Saami pleasure.

The fisher leaned over and kissed the curvy cheeks that adorned the charwoman 's back end. They almost were like knocker, forming a delicious, heart-shaped mound at the round top of her unknown land-fins. His brim kissed deeper and deeper in between those curvey cheeks, licking and sucking at something.

"Yes ... my arse ... bat it.."moaned the woman, her lyric momentarily enlighten before a moving ridge slapped up against the side of the boat.

"Wow,"I gasped."He 's tonguing her arse slit. That 's so ..."

I almost said foul, but then I remembered how passionate she moaned as he licked her. She loved it. This man wanted to pleasure her. Not like Father of the Church. He only used me for < em > his < /em > joy. He fingered my pussycat so I would let him jazz me.

But the fisher already came. He did n't have to pleasure his fisherwife. He wanted to. It was so beautiful.

My fingers curled in my snatch 's profoundness. My tail fluttered beneath me as my pleasure rose. I wanted to converge them. I did n't like how much in problem with father I would get into. This felt so in good order to me. I brushed that particular spot inside of me.

My cunt spasmed about my digit.

"Kolin !"gasped the woman.

Her snatch clenched. My center widened as clear juices squirted from her slit and splashed on the surface of the sea. I breathed through my rima oris and tasted something tangy and exciting. Her twat was wonderful.

They had to be wonderful.

My fin fluttered and I propelled myself the finally ten feet to the surface. I broke through the water and entered air. I gasped in shock as my skin suddenly felt ... not wet. My hair clung around my cheek and shoulders instead of fanning about me. Everything sounded so different—sharper, louder. Not muted by the dull roar of the ocean.

"It 's a mermaid, Willa !"the man gasped, his words loud, almost assaulting my capitulum. But there was such fervour in his voice.

I knew I had made the right decision to court these humans.

To be continued ...