《Hook, Line & Sinking (Completed)》26. Date Part 3
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I followed him to the round pool on one side of the plateau and then found myself smirking, loving the ability to tease him like this. "You know I'm only wearing a square piece of cloth tied around my hips and nothing else right now... I'm as good as naked."
His eyes shot to me and slid over my body, zoning in on my exposed breasts and the slit in the side that bared one of my legs. "Not true," he murmured huskily, one hand lifting to tug on the shell necklaces dangling around my neck and down between my breasts. "You're wearing these and I've never thought necklaces were sexy before but damn this looks hot."
Keeping my eyes on his I pulled on the knot at my side until the wrap fell down around my feet. "How about now?" I asked, fighting the nerves that suddenly took hold of me. Matt's eyes had darted straight from my breasts to the juncture between my thighs with a greedy hunger. "I'm thinking you better get into the water unless you want me to ravage you right now."
I laughed, delighted that he'd say something like ravaging and then stepped easily over the ledge and straight into the rounded pool of water. As I sank into the water my change slipped through me quietly, much less a wrenching than it had been that first change ever.
I didn't close my eyes but kept looking when Matt shucked off his shorts and exposed the eager erection he was still sporting. It was as huge as it had felt against my leg, a club as thick as my wrist. He looked smug when he saw the awed look on my face and then he was sliding into the pool next to me and letting the change take him.
We cuddled close in the water, his arms sliding around me to pull me across his lap, our tails twining together. "Can I touch?" I pointed at his ears and he obligingly tilted his head to give me access. While I stroked and petted I felt him relax beneath me, going lax against the side of the pool while he lazily stroked a hand over my hip and lower back.
As I felt his merman body beneath mine I was suddenly reminded of what I'd seen when Gavin attacked me. The erection that had somehow appeared though I'd tried not to look at it at the time. Now I found myself not so much scared or worried about it, instead I was curious where it went, how it appeared when I saw only smooth scales in that area. Was it indeed like with most aquatic animals? Folded in when not necessary to provide a more streamlined body?
Only one way to find out I guessed and I felt so at ease with Matt that I decided to just ask, I'd already seen his erection when he was on two legs after all. "Matt, I saw... When Gavin attacked me I mean... I saw something..." I murmured and I felt him go stiff beneath me, his muscles coiling with tension. "What did you see darling?" he asked, his voice husky with anger at just the mention of Gavin.
"Well, I saw what I think was an erection..." I murmured and Matt was immediately sliding me off his lap so he could lean over me and crowd me against the side of the pool, surrounding me completely with his body. "I'm sorry you had to see that... I'll kill him just for that if he ever shows his face here again, I swear." He spoke with such intensity that I felt a tingle of fear go down my spine, he meant that, he'd kill Gavin if ever the man dared show his face again.
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Lifting a hand to stroke his cheek I shook my head, "I'm not scared, I'm not even having nightmares about it Matt. I was actually sort of curious. I mean not about him," I hurried to add when I saw his brows lower further. "I mean how does it even work? I've never ehm... noticed anything on you." I gestured down his body to his lap, "You were sporting a pretty impressive hard-on before your change but now... Nothing..."
"Shit Dani, you want to see my cock in this form? Is that what you're saying?" he groaned and slid away from me to rest his head on the edge of the pool and close his eyes. "We got into the water so we wouldn't let things get out of hand remember? Now you want me to show you my dick?"
I fought a blush and lost, going as red as my hair, "Well... when you put it that way. I just, I don't know. I'd rather remember how you look like that, when I feel safe, than remember that asshole." He cracked open an eye to look at me and sighed, "You sure about that darling? I'm not as good at self control when it comes to sex as I might seem you know. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
When I affirmed that I was certain, though my heart was furiously pounding he groaned again and then said rather huskily: "Come here then darling, give me something." He pulled me against his side and leaned in to kiss me and I gladly let myself get distracted by the way he kissed me. When he slid a hand around to cup one of my breasts I even eagerly leaned into his touch, moaning when his thumb stroked over my nipple, shooting sharp bursts of pleasure straight to my core with each pass.
I wasn't even focused on what I'd asked anymore, just letting myself get lost on the tide of arousal he brought up in me. So when he pulled away from my mouth and mumbled that I ought to look I first lifted my eyes to his face, in time to see the rather resigned and hesitant look in his eyes.
Then my eyes dropped to his lap and I saw that from the front, where you'd more or less expect his genitals to be his cock had come out. Showing me nearly the same heavy erection as I'd seen before when he'd been on two legs. Except the base disappeared into his tail, no sign of any pubes or balls though I could tell that the edges around his cock were like folds of tough skin. A slit or pouch the entire, still incredibly impressive, thing could disappear back into.
Without thinking I was already reaching out and he groaned in shock and no doubt pleasure when I ran a finger around the base. Watching rather fascinated as it twitched in the water. "So we could have sex like this? Guess that's one mermaid mystery solved..." I heard myself say while I folded my fingers more securely around the thick length, marveling at the heat and strength, the softness of his skin.
Matt shifted his hips to press more into my hand while he folded the hand of his tattooed arm around the back of my neck. "Yeah solved alright..." he answered sounding like he was anything but focused on what I'd been saying and I found myself grinning. He was completely surrendering to me in a way, purely because if he let his instincts take over he feared he'd push me too hard.
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He made one hell of a sight, leaned up against the side of the pool, one arm spread out around the edge, fist clenched on the rock. The other holding me by the neck as if he had to make that dominant gesture to ensure I knew he was this lax only on his own merit. His head tossed back, eyes closed so he could fully experience the sensation of my hand softly pumping his erection. Did he think I'd stop now that I'd seen it? Or did he expect me to help him achieve an orgasm?
"You know, what with me being able to hold my breath for more than fifteen minutes... I could totally suck you off underwater. You could come in fifteen minutes right?" I asked, aware that if I said it I'd have to be willing to follow through. I found that I was, I'd only given head once in my life, to the same guy I'd lost my virginity to, and I hadn't felt much about the act one way or another. With Matt, seeing the intense pleasure just my hand was giving him, the way his smell and the taste of his skin aroused me, I was certain I'd love it.
His reaction to my words was definitely worth it, his cock for one loved the idea, eagerly twitching in my hand. His eyes flew open while he sat up straight so quick he caused the water to splash up against me. Those dark brown orbs were filled with heat, longing and desire and I loved having been the one to put that look there.
"Don't tease me darling..." he said while he lifted his hand from the edge of the pool and grabbed my wrist to stop my stroking. "You better stop in fact." "Why?" I shot back, slightly confused about why he'd call a halt to this when it was clear he wanted it badly.
"Because I'll come of you keep this up, we were taking it slow remember. I only..." he paused speaking and groaned when I'd managed to get my other hand around his erection and squeezed. "I want to fish boy, I wouldn't be doing this otherwise. Get that in your head right now, I also wasn't teasing." To prove that to him I leaned in and let myself slip underwater, heading straight for his cock before he had the chance to tighten that hand around the back of my neck and stop me.
When I didn't tease but just slipped the thick, blunt head of him between my lips he jerked in my grasp, his hand tightened on my neck but he didn't pull me back. Instead I could feel the tension in it, as if he was struggling not to urge me on instead. The texture of his skin against my lips and tongue was perfect, soft and smooth while underneath he was as hard as rock.
The water had washed away much of his taste but it wasn't long before I had pulled forth a drop of precum, which was salty and savory and just urged me on more. Instead of just sucking on the head and pumping my hand I tried to take him into my mouth and down my throat as far as I could without choking and it wasn't long before he was jerking his hips, his hand tightening on my neck while the other had wound around some of my hair.
Just from the way his body was tensing and the way he was twitching I could tell he was really close. In the event he might think I didn't want to have him come in my mouth I curled my free arm around his waist to hug him close, twisting my tail around his to anchor me firmly to him. Then, even while underwater, I could hear his hoarse exclamation when with some jerks of his cock his seed shot down my throat.
When I finally let him slip from my mouth and surfaced I couldn't help but grin, feeling incredibly pleased with myself. He'd let go of me in favor of holding onto the edge of the pool, hanging sort of limply against the side, his impressive chest heaving up and down. "Gods darling, I think you killed me..." he murmured but he lifted his arms to urge me into them and I eagerly snuggled against his chest. "Did you like it? I bet that was a first for you too..."
He laughed, "Of course you're the only female who's ever touched me in this form. Give me a minute and I'll reciprocate." I shivered, wondering if he intended to go down on me in this form and how that worked. My heated thoughts making me extremely curious about how it would feel to have his mouth on me there, though I thought it was probably better if I was two legged. No one had ever done that to me so I didn't know what to expect.
Matt tilted my chin up with a finger and brushed a soft kiss against my lips, "You are amazing Dani. That, just now, was amazing. More than I'd ever expected from today though I'll admit to having fantasized about it on several occasions." He gave me a cheeky grin before he continued, "Now, you ready to let me do the same for you?"
Now I felt hesitant, did I really? What form of mine did he want to touch? I recalled now my doubts that he wanted me for me, Dani the person, instead wanting me because I was like him. Before I could really voice my concerns he wrapped his hands around my middle and lifted me easily onto the edge of the pool. "Change for me darling," he said, which made it clear he wanted me on two legs and took care of my worries in one fell swoop.
With a little struggle and some help from him I got my tail out of the water and dried off. Feeling suddenly self-conscious I held my legs closed however the moment the change slid through me. "Lie down," he urged, with a hand on my breastbone and when I sprawled back onto the rocks there was a pillow just within reach for my head.
I was breathing fast, filled with nervous anticipation, especially when Matt guided my feet to stand on the edge of the rock, braced apart so that he now had a clear view of my sex. If the husky groan was any indication he liked what he saw and I expected him to dive right in for some reason. He didn't, instead he pressed kisses against the sides of my raised up knees and down my inner thighs.
His big hands stroked over my belly, my hips, slid up to cup my breasts until I was eagerly arching up to press them into his palms. When he kept on teasing, getting closer and closer to my center but never actually touching, I fisted my hands in his thick hair and pulled. "Matt, get on with it!" He laughed, open mouthed right against my core and I felt the heat of his breath bathe my skin. "Impatient are you?"
But at last he obliged and pressed his lips against my center, bathing first my lips with his tongue before parting them gently with his thumbs for a deeper taste. The moment he stroked his tongue over my clit I arched up against him, shocked at the sensation that shot through me like a lightning bolt.
That drew another husky laugh from him but then he started in on me in earnest. Lapping at me, stroking me until I felt with a burst of light behind my eyes, my orgasm roar through me. He let me down easy, stroking gently until I stopped twitching and went limp. Then he lifted his head and smiled at me with a mixture of lust and tenderness which slowly transformed into a Cheshire grin.
"Did you like that darling?" he asked as he slid his shoulders further between my legs so he could rest his head on my stomach. When I just nodded he grinned even wider, "Good. I plan on doing that as often as you'll let me."
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Aaaaah sooooo... Yeah... Heated up as promised! And a double update as promised! :-)
Have a great weekend everyone!
Much love,
Robin
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