In the Arms of the Watery Depths

In the Arms of Watery Depths

(A lore-friendly Depths Story)

Author’s notes: So first, after asking the creators of the Depths, I’ve been given the green flag to do as much writing as I want for not just my Kalea but also Leilani and Reno, and Remy and Malana. Simply put, The Depths has gone from a comic to only about Leilani’s past to now something that is a complete mess, just situations and things that never should have been put in there. There is no true love, passion, or sense of what the thing should have been. Instead, I find it full of more things the creators have done repeatedly and less about delivering what was promised. Overused tropes, sexuality, sex that isn’t loving and fucked-up, out-of-control hormones, and stuff that makes no sense that’s just thrown in. In other words, it’s more just eye candy to pleasure viewers with fucked-up shit rather than telling a compelling and exciting story.

My goal with this series, and eventually art, is to really show Leilani, Malana, and especially my otter waifu Kalea as they should be portrayed. That is, beautiful island sea otters in very loving, romantic relationships, but nothing that is overdone lesbian shit and being unfaithful, but where each otter is in a serious, closed relationship with a guy each. Despite the creators claiming to have written for so long, the style and the stuff they write is old and overdone, and honestly, I feel they’re losing their touch. If someone argues about me being like that, they couldn’t be more wrong as not only what I want is hardly out there, but it’s showing how hot and loving things can be due to true love. And also when things make more sense. Unlike where the creators literally changed history with actual facts just to fit their own desires instead of working with it. Also, might I add none of this, or what I do makes me a stalker or creeper. Despite what a few said, they couldn’t be any more wrong as I immensely love and care for certain ladies very much. It’s not just me; I have found others who care for other ladies in the same way I do. Yet even then, when I try to show my love and support, people see it as creepy, and then I get the boot, sometimes from a discord. Yet I find it ironic that others can somehow go on and praise their waifus or characters they like when they don’t really love or care for them the right way. Plus, this is also hypocritical when someone said, and I quote, “No need to be sorry at all, I’m glad we have people with the ‘conviction’ to want to speak their minds.”

Then how come I get in trouble when I speak my mind? When I do what I want to see more out there, people stand in my way? I don’t expect answers, but regardless, I hope you enjoy this story.

X

Throughout the world and in life, things could take a hectic turn. There was a need to rush without being able to step back and slow down. The most important things one could consider were left in the dust as they got lost to other demands. But not on the island of Bora Bora, a place that brought a sense of tranquility and harmony. A natural paradise, untouched by the pollution of modern society, helped with the sensation of peace one felt when visiting. And that was due to the native island sea otters who lived at Bora Bora. They were the only inhabitants, for there was no tribe of Manta Rays that lived in the water, nor was there some fucked-up shit with magic where new male otters were created by a horrid drink that never existed. The only magic that existed was true love and passion and nothing in the form of unexplained long life or the ability to communicate with the mind. Also, there wouldn’t be any being that didn’t belong on Bora Bora. No Sly fox, Warrior, merfolk, other males, females, and especially not a white-furred hellhound from hell when she had a green-furred male with glasses as her mate.

Since none of those horrid things plagued the island, and also with the troubles of modern society seemingly far away, the only change that came was seasonal, like harvesting. Unless when fate or divine force made it so true love would find one of the otter inhabitants. Three of the female otters had that happen, and each managed to get a boyfriend and mate. The best part was that nobody was breaking up or leaving, and from what everyone else saw, it wasn’t just true love but three healthy relationships that would lead to marriage and little ones. The only question was when it would happen, so for now, everyone was waiting. In the meantime, the three couples were loving life as they had that special someone. And today wouldn’t be any exception for one of these pairings as they would be greeted by the morning.

Intense hot sunlight graced one of the many homes on Bora Bora, a modern-looking one with a thatching-like roof that appeared to be made of palm branches and other plant life. The walls on the first and second stories were gorgeous with their durable wood-like texture. The windows were designed to allow lots of natural sunlight in, but at this moment, the curtains and blinds were all drawn tight so the two sleeping inside wouldn’t be disturbed.

Inside the primary bedroom, the only sound heard was the deep breathing of the two occupants in the vast bed. This was broken by one of them muttering before slowly opening his deep blue eyes. “Mmm?” he mumbled.

His black-furred body felt something warm and soft against him. Glancing down revealed the answer in a second, causing the male to smile. A gorgeous female sea otter with beautiful chocolate-brown fur was in bed with him. Though tangled and messy with bedhead, her long raven black hair spilled out over his body and their bed that still seemed to shine in the semi-lit room. He saw the smaller otter’s thick rudder tail, along with her fantastic backside, sexy legs, and delightful ass that only added to her heavenly beauty. The sea otter’s curvaceous curves were on full display like all of her naked body. His was also nude, given how they had passionately made love last night. The bigger male couldn’t see it from this angle, but he knew her superb front was just as excellent. The sea otter had a lovely-looking slit that only matched her delicious coconut-shaped tits with dark-brown nipples. Perfect for tit fucking his rod, what completed the picture was seeing her sleeping face. Even asleep, she was just gorgeous to his eyes.

“Fuck, Leilani’s just so beautiful,” the male thought in his head as he gazed at the sleeping she-otter. “I can’t believe even now she’s actually mine and mine alone.” A smirk flashed across his muzzle, his mind flashing through all the memories shared with the island native who called Bora Bora home.

Just then, the she-otter let out some sleepy mumbles, making the male wonder if Leilani was only moving in her sleep. But that thought was dashed away when he felt her slender arms move, her paws lovingly grasping his black fur. The bigger male brought the sexy otter in closer with his strong arms, his lips kissing her head. “Good morning gorgeous,” he whispered.

Leilani’s alluring green eyes slowly opened. She slowly raised her body to properly look at her love with a sleepy but happy and loving smile. “Good morning Reno, my handsome otter,” she chirped.

What graced her eyes was a handsome male sea-otter, the black color of his fur being something the she-otter loved. They went well with his deep blue eyes, the bluest the island native had ever seen. She’d never seen a black-furred, blue-eyed male sea otter before, which made Reno stand out so much to her. Being the same species as her, the bigger male had the same shaped muzzle and thick rudder tail. Reno’s muscular arms, chest, abs, and legs allowed him to keep up with her in the water and made the male otter the perfect pillow to sleep on. On the right bicep was a white tattoo. It started at the top and ran down before curling into a spiral, creating a hook-like shape. In the center of this was a single white dot, with three surrounding the inner curve close to Reno’s body, while four were on the other side of the tattoo. This wasn’t just any regular tattoo, but one that held significant meaning to the black-furred otter. In this case, he was an island-native like Leilani, from the biggest Hawaii island chain island. The tattoo Reno proudly wore was one of the choices the island tribe of otters he belonged to could select. It represented the flow of the ocean and the bounty that came from it, with the number of dots representing strength, courage, and devotion. And while Reno had no hair, Leilani didn’t mind. The black-furred male had to be the best-looking guy she’s ever seen. Certainly more than an electric fox, a micro-dick-wielding dumbass jungle cat with long curly hair that she’d never met, much less fucked, or any other male that never would have her at all.

“Sleep well sexy rudder butt?” Reno asked, using a little pet nickname referring to Lani’s ass and tail.

“Like a pup,” the sexy female churred before nuzzling him with affection. “How about you suffer boy?” That was her little nickname for the Hawaiian native, as he could surf well on the waves.

“Same as you.” He booped their noses with love, causing the beauty to giggle. His paws stroked Leilani’s back. “Being with you Leilani, always puts me at ease.”

The black-haired otter churred with happiness and kissed Reno on the lips. “You do so for me as well,” she sighed joyfully, running a finger down her boyfriend’s chest. Her eyes took on a loving, longing, and lustful gaze.

“You still thinking about last night?” Reno guessed.

“How can I not handsome? Last night was beyond amazing…”

“Every time we do it is that because it’s us, together…” Their paws came together, and he kissed hers. “It’s not just due to our burning love honey; it’s due to what we have going beyond just love.”

“You mean our kipona aloha?” Leilani asked.

Reno nodded. It was a Hawaiian term that meant deep love. It was also true love, which was why the relationship and bond between the otters was so strong; it couldn’t break and would last for eternity. And it meant no sharing, swapping, threesome, orgies, or anything fucked up like that. The she-otter never felt the need to go elsewhere and need anyone or anything to curb her sexual needs. “That would be it, and because of how much I love you ever since we first met.”

“Aww, I love you so much too Reno,” the beauty chirped, and the couple shared a loving kiss.

They pulled apart, and her right cheek cupped by one of his paws. “So, what do we have planned for today?” the Bora Bora native asked.

“I think we’ve got one of those free days,” the larger otter said. “We don’t have much to do until oyster season when it’s harvesting time, so we can take it easy.”

“So you’re saying we can do whatever we want?”

Leilani’s tone got playful, her thick rudder tail beginning to furiously. It was a tale-tell sign of how overly excited the beauty was becoming, an eagerness to play blossoming. Reno knew her too well to know where things were going. As much as the Hawaiian native wanted to ravage her, there were still some things that had to be taken care of. “We can. How about we get up and get in order, along with breakfast? Then we can head outside wherever you want.”

The smaller otter’s face fell, a pout forming on her muzzle, causing Reno to chuckle. “Honey, stop; don’t give me the pouty otter face. It won’t take long, I promise.” Just then, both heard a gurgle from their bodies and burst into laughter.

“Alright, our stomachs won,” she declared and rose from the bed. Even Leilani knew when to set aside sex for other bodily needs or matters.

The beauty graced Reno with a sexy and gorgeous view of her entire naked backside and rudder butt ass. It made him smile as his gaze went to her rump, and she felt where he was looking. “Naughty peeping otter,” she playfully scolded him while giving a loving look over her left shoulder at the Hawaiian native.

“But how can I resist you my beautiful siren?” he replied. “Besides, I’ve caught you checking me out.”

Leilani giggled. “Touché.”

Reno then rose from their bed and headed to the area where he kept his clothes to allow his girlfriend time to relieve herself. “You want me to make us breakfast this time hun?” he called to her.

“No thanks, though that’s sweet of you to offer,” she replied. “I’d rather eat light this morning.”

The black-furred otter shrugged to himself but was okay with Leilani’s decision. “If that’s what the h’otter wants, then she shall have it.” That term was short for hot otter.

The sound of a flush alerted Reno that it was his turn. He went to their bathroom and found her with her head in the sink, wetting her hair with water to help brush it out. Luckily, Leilani was a master of doing that task with her hair, so Reno wouldn’t have to wait long. They were quiet for a minute as both took care of their needed business. She spoke next as the smaller otter began to comb the tangles of her bedhead. “I wonder how the others are doing?”

“I’m sure your sister Malana is as we last left saw with Remy like Kalea is with Nicholas,” Reno answered, grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste.

“Mmm, yes, you’re right.” His girlfriend grinned. “Thinking on it for all of us, I think our lives have become better. Wouldn’t you agree honey?”

“Yeah.” The couple’s minds drifted to the past, the time before meeting, to when they first laid eyes on each other, to where they were now.

Like Leilani, Reno Palm had grown up with the sea all his life. While he knew of other amazing and beautiful locations worldwide, the black-furred mustelid’s calling was the vast ocean that covered three-fourths of the planet. Ever since he was a little pup, Reno knew what he wanted to do in life while pursuing other interests as hobbies. That dream was sailing the world with a crew on a ship.

He spent the rest of his youth working towards that goal, growing stronger and faster in the water, learning what it took to command a vessel of the ocean while also studying marine biology, weather, and everything else needed to succeed. At the same time, the black-furred mustelid focused on fire breathing, learning to play the kettle drums, and surfing on the waves.

Reno had the support of his family, who wanted their son to succeed. That’s not to say things went smoothly for the sea otter, as some laughed at the idea of what he wanted to do and the challenges and struggles that came in the chosen fields he wanted to succeed in. Reno had broken down into tears several times, venting out his anger and frustrations. But the mustelid never succumbed to the pressure or gave up. His determination was a quality that Leilani would admire and respect.

The fruits of his efforts began to pay off, Reno proving he had what it took to realize that dream. Experience through it all didn’t make him naïve, knowing things could be difficult. After turning 18, he was off to complete his education. Achieving the necessary degree and skills in four years, the black-furred otter set his sights on the next phase of his dream. During that time, the mustelid got his arm tattoo while researching how to find the necessary seaworthy vessel. Finally, Reno found what he was looking for and had all the essential knowledge and skills to succeed. The next step was finding a crew to sail the seas, which led Reno to travel around the world to find them. A few were friends from other areas of Hawaii, while two came from the States.

Once everyone was assembled, Reno and his crew set sail, working with the world's scientific community. Whether fate, luck, or something else, the new group experienced only minor setbacks and moderate success. By now, the black-furred otter was 23, but something felt missing in his life. The mustelid couldn’t put his finger on it despite feeling a sense of accomplishment with what all his hard effort had brought forth. Then the chance to head to Bora Bora would arrive, something that wouldn’t just change Reno’s life but for two of his crew.

Leilani was five years younger than Reno, and she was the eldest child born to Chieftain Ahomana and his wife Malina. A year later, the younger sibling Malana was also born, making two princesses in the tribe. The parent otters wouldn’t have any more little ones of their own after two, meaning Leilani was next in line to lead the tribe of otters when the time came. Since there was plenty of time to educate the little she-otter about being the next tribe leader, Leilani’s childhood was a very happy one. It was clear from the moment she could walk and swim that the mustelid would always have a love and connection with the ocean. This passion would blossom and be seen in other interests as the Bora Bora native grew up.

As Leilani went from a toddler to age five, she would meet the otter who would become her best friend and nothing more for everyone was straight. Kalea and the former hit it off immediately, and the two families of both children became friends. Even Malana got used to Kalea being involved, but nothing would develop beyond friendship, as those two would never be in a fucked-up and disgusting lesbian relationship. Nobody would ever think to try with the same sex or be in fucked-up threesomes and above, swap, share, or cheat later in life.

All three of the little otters began to grow into playful kids, Leilani and Malana slowly being taught by Ahomana and Malina life lessons, with the former otter starting the education of one day leading the tribe of otters of Bora Bora. Anyone else looking at the family of four saw the keystone of happiness was Malina, who loved her husband and children dearly and carried for the rest of the tribe as though they were all her children. It seemed as if nothing could ruin such a pretty picture of happiness.

Sadly, tragedy did strike when Leilani was only eight. Her mother had joined some of the strongest divers to prepare the nets to catch fish for the tribe. The netting ensnared Malina, trapping her, and caused the beautiful otter to drown before anyone could reach her in time. The body was recovered and brought to the surface to the mourning and utter grief of everyone, but especially her family. Ahomana had cradled his wife’s still body, howling as hot tears of loss and sadness streamed down his furry cheeks. Even Leilani and Malana, though only eight and seven, with no complete concept of the idea of death just yet, knew that their mother was gone.

That was when the shift in happiness and peaceful lives changed dramatically. The rest of the tribe greatly missed Malina, but Ahomana, Leilani, and Malana were the most affected by her passing. With one of the parents and teachers gone from the eldest child’s life, the tribal leader had to focus more on Leilani. This made the younger sibling feel neglected and bitter about the situation. Kalea, being a best friend, was caught up somewhat in the mess the situation became, acting as a peacemaker between the sisters. The older of the two tried her best to make the best of things, even if the issues wouldn’t be smoothed over for ten years. During that passage of time, Leilani grew into a gorgeous and loving sea otter, her beauty bursting forth and showing that Malina lived on in her. It was clear which parent the mustelid took more from regarding looks and personality.

Leilani came to love swimming, diving, sunshine, dancing, and everything Bora Bora had to offer. Her ability to hold her breath underwater reached a maximum of fifteen to twenty minutes, and the maximum depth the mustelid could dive went to 500 feet. Only one other could match her in the water, and that would be Reno. Leilani proved to be one of the strongest swimmers in the tribe, being very agile and flexible. She came to love dancing, not just the dances of her people but also the kind where a strong and handsome male held her in his arms. The mustelid adored flowers, from wearing to carrying for them like when it rained. Sometimes, the rain brought thunder, which the island beauty hated. Being proven wrong also grinded her gears like those who were arrogant.

Leilani also became very friendly, if a little thick-headed at times. Malana would also add that she was foolish, sometimes not knowing her limits when diving or with others. Some also agreed there was a case of foolhardiness and being aloof with a quick temper at times. Luckily, the former had others to keep her head in check. Even if at points, the she-otter was easily angered. Then, the mustelid was a force to be reckoned with. That’s not to say none of the tribe’s members would fight to defend their home or loved ones. But Leilani was one of those who became especially wild and savage when crossed, resorting to her tribal upbringing. This showed that while not “street-smart,” Leilani could be intelligent and thoughtful, showing her detective and observational skills were above average to a point.

Her knowledge of the ocean, the animals and creatures that lived in it, along with most of the ocean’s flora and fauna, and her ability to speak English increased. As the eldest child of the current leader, Leilani often had to attend to any dealings he made with visitors and other outsiders, as one day, the mustelid would have to do the same thing with whoever would end up ruling by her side. The good news was there wasn’t any law that the mustelid had to choose someone royal to be with. Like her father, Leilani was free to love and be with who she wanted. While the island beauty was someone who was generally easy to please, and eager to please someone, that didn’t mean the she-otter would just fuck anyone or anything. She, Malana, and Kalea were all straight, as it was for all the otters in the tribe. Nobody was just an out-of-control sex freak that ended up fucking. That and the sexuality of the otters being anything but straight was a fucked-up lie from sick fucks and freaks who didn’t care about them and those that encouraged the wrong kind of behavior. They were those that didn’t know anything about true love and romance.

One of those disgusting lies was Leilani having seductive talents passed down through her culture. The tribe had never had, nor would it ever have, such fucked-up things. Just like how the island beauty, her sister, and best friend weren’t those that would just fuck with no restraints. What Leilani wanted was someone who loved her for who she was, and not just her looks, someone with whom she could form a real connection and bond. As she grew up, the she-otter began to look for someone like that among the males in the tribe. Only a single random male went as far as taking her virginity due to love. But that relationship fell apart. Reno would end up becoming only the second to ever fuck the island beauty and do some firsts with her.

The most important thing was that there were no alternate universes, which meant there was only one Leilani, like with his sister and Kalea. There was no David; she had never been in a pool with him or had ever been with him. Only Reno had gotten the island beauty that far. Nor had she touched someone by the name of RD. The mustelid had also never been to New York, but since Leilani was already delighted with Reno, the she-otter wouldn’t want to leave her island home unless for particular reasons.

Another thing was that there was no magic, supernatural forces, the occult, or other bullshit at all. As such, a delusional writer code-named Umbrella had something that never happened. Another was from a stupid Lain with their fucked up shit of the occult that never occurred to Leilani or the others. Just like how a shallows series that was fucked up was nothing that the mustelid had gone through. Just like how there was no fucking way she would make out with anyone but Reno or do fucked up BDSM, tentacles, use seaweed in disgusting and horrid ways, or be part of a fucked up harem. Threesomes, orgies, and shit like that were things Leilani would pass hard on. Just like there were those that the otter would instead run away from rather than interact with.

Anything story and art-wise with any female, regardless of who it was, were things Leilani hated. Especially when it came to a white-furred female hellhound who was not only straight and had a green-furred male hellhound for a boyfriend and mate, but that being would never want to do something fucked up like that as the hellhound also wouldn’t swap, share, or cheat. Any male in the form of stories or art were those Leilani would never fuck or be with. But there were others that Leilani knew the names of and had no interest or desire to be with as they didn’t care for who she was and just her looks. The kind that swapped, shared, and cheated, things the mustelid hated with every fiber of her being.

Just like how a tribe of mantas didn’t live near Bora Bora, there were no merforms. As such, no blue-haired lupine had ever been involved in her life or the other two she-otters, Kalea and Malana. There was also no warrior fox who would never be worthy of the younger sibling or the other two island beauties. Nor would they do a fucked-up foursome on a single male. The same applied to a cunt electric fox who deserved to die alone due to him treating every female as something to fuck and a pet which was horrid and disgusting. But the worst was a cunt jungle cat with long black hair with green eyes. That mother fucker had a tiny dick and wasn’t someone Leilani carried for.

But Reno was someone who loved the she-otter with all his heart and soul. The black-furred mustelid adored the island beauty not just for her looks and body. While the bigger otter saw how green Lani’s eyes were, her curves, flowing long black hair, and how sexy she was, the Hawaiian native saw the whole picture. Despite Leilani’s shortcomings, including her temper and other faults, Reno embraced them along with her strengths. When one truly loved another, you took every bit of what made someone who they were and cherished them. Just like how Leilani accepted who the black-furred otter was. He also had his faults, like a temper that, while slow to ignite, could burn and last a long time. Mechanical technology was also a bane to Reno, and asking him to help with engines was enough to make him give a death glare. Luckily, he had others to handle that, so crossing paths with that problem rarely arose. One thing that frequently did was giving in to others and things, be it a demand or request, to a point.

Nothing horrid like swapping, sharing, or cheating, but sometimes it was hard for the otter to give out things or do what people asked. Reno was the kind of otter who believed things had to be earned. This philosophy proved tricky at times with Leilani, as shown by the example of her wanting to make love rather than eat. The island beauty was flexible, even if sometimes dealing with her was like handling a child. The Bora Bora native’s stubbornness also could rub Reno the wrong way, like how her aloofness could drive the black-furred otter crazy. Dealing with Leilani required patience, which wasn’t easy for the male mustelid. The enthusiasm whenever the h’otter got excited, to having to explain things to her, could feel like taking a test and get on his nerves. But even when the couple ended up fighting and arguing, they always managed to end up laughing. Laughter was the best medicine, along with communication and compromise in a romantic relationship. And it began for the two otters when Reno’s boat pulled up to Bora Bora.

The Hawaiian native first contacted Ahomana to arrange accommodations and be given permission for his crew to complete their task. That was to dive and analyze the water, study aquatic life, and map the ocean floor surrounding Bora Bora. To arrange for the visitor’s arrival, Malana had been directed to help with other tasks, while Leilani and Kalea had swam out to the ship to greet Reno and his crew. The two otters approached the vessel, a combination of a cruise liner and a scientific boat. However, it was Kalea who was spotted first by Nicholas. That male had then called Reno, informing the black-furred mustelid about the island natives and asking if they could come on board. Once the male otter gave the word, a ladder was lowered for Leilani and Kalea.

While the latter chatted and began to bond with the male who would hook up with her, the former and Reno met, with her upper body covered by a towel as the h’otter had gotten into the water topless. The female Bora Bora otters did this when no guests were around, as everyone was used to it. Even with a towel covering her dripping wet body, the Hawaiian native instantly loved what he saw. His blue eyes saw something beyond Leilani’s physical beauty that called to Reno’s heart. For Leilani, it wasn’t just the fur color of the bigger otter that caught her attention, like his looks, but also something that was within that made the island beauty look twice.

While Nicholas and Kalea swam back to shore, her friend stayed on the ship as it had come time for Reno and the rest of the crew to step onto Bora Bora. Before meeting Ahomana, Leilani’s first item of business was to get a top, as being modest was the proper thing. There would be other opportunities to be topless or even bare-furred with Reno in the future. Once she was ready, Reno and she-otter met with the powerful leader. The rest of the crew was allowed to do what they wanted but expected to attend the welcome feast. This meal, provided by the tribe, was their way of welcoming Reno and others as they would be staying for six months.

At one of the gorgeous beaches, the light of a roaring bonfire graced all who had gathered, from the young to the old, from tribe otters and other crew members. Ahomana then greeted the guests before Leilani, Kalea, and Malana all did a special welcome dance one at a time. It was traditional, with flutes and drums adding a rhythmical melody. Very tribal-like in nature, it was a fantastic way to be introduced to the culture of Bora Bora. Reno and Leilani sat beside her father while Nicholas was with Kalea when the song ended. Malana ended up by herself at first until Remy spotted the younger sibling. He went to talk with her, which would plant the seeds of their bond to blossom.

The meal passed in a blur of food, talking, and laughter. By the time the gathering was over, the sun had almost set. But as one day came to a close, a new one began, one that would lead to happier times. Reno had to balance his duties regarding the reason for arriving at Bora Bora and finding time to spend with Leilani. The two felt a powerful draw to each other despite having only just met. On that first day of talking and interacting, the sea otters felt they had already known each other for years. Somehow, they knew this wasn’t just a fling; this was beyond that. As cliché and corny as it was, the Bora Bora and Hawaiian sea otter were smitten with each other, having falling head over tail in love. Even if love at first sight sounded too incredible, it had happened with Leilani and Reno.

The pair felt it every time they talked and interacted but didn’t say or admit anything as it seemed too good to be true. But it wasn’t until another event happened that a confession would come to light. It happened to be Remy’s birthday and would take place on the ship the black-furred otter and his crew had arrived on. Almost three weeks had passed since meeting Leilani, and while the two sea otters hadn’t said anything, they knew in their hearts something would change during this party. Whenever the island natives spent time with her showing Reno around, Leilani being on his ship, and swimming in the tropical waters with each other, it had all been magical. The mustelids playfully flirted with each other, even holding paws. But neither had taken the necessary step despite highly suspecting the romantic feelings would be reciprocated. It would be so easy to mess this up. It had been painful to hold back, especially when swimming in the water. Reno had been charmed and drawn in by how sexy and lovely Leilani was on land and in the water. She felt a burning urge to lunge at the black-furred otter, especially seeing him under the waves.

But after dealing with this unbearable torture of being close and yet so far, Reno and Leilani decided to tell each other how they felt at this party. For better or worse, there wouldn’t be any turning back now. She, Malana, Kalea, and a few others made their way to the ship with their gifts. Nicholas was there to greet the guests and invite them on board. This would be her first visit to the vessel for the younger sibling, while Kalea had already been on board. The night was very warm, with the three she-otters only wearing sarongs and strapless tops that exposed their midriffs.

After the gifts were placed to the side, Reno emerged wearing a tank top and swim trunks. Leilani and him were instantly drawn to each other by their eyes and bodies as she walked up to him. But they scarcely had a chance to greet each other because the birthday male came out. Once the coyote greeted the guests, it was time to eat. Both island natives had a table to themselves, which worked in their favor. As they ate and talked, Leilani and Reno felt the sparks fly between them as they flirted with their words and paws, their fingers crossing and playing around. This encouraged both otters to go forward with confessing, especially when seeing not only how Nicholas and Kalea were interacting but also how even Malana was getting some action from Remy, who had his eyes on the younger sibling.

Then it came time for the dancing and music. Reno took Leilani’s paws, and the pair made their way to the floor. The Hawaiian and Bora Bora native felt how warm and lovely it was to be against each other, to have Reno’s strong arms holding Leilani’s body. His paws crept down the she-otter’s sexy back, almost down to that juicy rudder butt. But the smaller otter didn’t back away, instead nuzzling her head against the black-furred male’s muscled chest. The beauty’s lips even playfully pecked his cheek from time to time. And when their eyes met, the gazes were burning as though both sea otters were on fire. Then, when the party ended, Leilani quickly told Kalea and Malana she might be staying behind. The younger sibling brushed it off, while the best friend encouraged the Bora Bora native to go for it.

And there on his ship, in the light of the full moon, was where it happened. Leilani seemed to glow with her long black hair shining in the moonlight. The two otters whispered how much things had changed since meeting and passionately shared a kiss. The pair confessed their feelings, with Reno asking the she-otter out. He had nothing to fear age-wise as Leilani was 18 and legally an adult. The beauty joyfully whispered yes, the sea otters kissing again. However, it quickly turned into something more, becoming a full-blown makeout. As both tongues fought and tangled, the new couple felt all the sexual tension and longing for each other that had built up come spilling out.

Leilani had seen what the black-furred male could do and how happy and excited each talent had been to see. The way Reno had cut through the waves on his surfboard, to sailing with her around Bora Bora, dancing to the rhythm the bigger mustelid could perform on the kettle drums, dazzling the beauty with his fire breathing skills, to diving and swimming with him; all of those had been existing. But what was about to happen would make those seem like nothing. Even the dancing tonight wouldn’t come close despite what charming and amazed Leilani about Reno with his other areas of expertise.

Being up against his muscled and robust body ignited a fire in the she-otter’s core, a sensation that burned in her veins and made her otter hood tingle. Reno was feeling similar sensations, as evident by feeling his hard-on grow. As his paws moved down Leilani’s sexy back to touch and grope her ass cheeks, some would have said both otters were moving way too fast. But the two island natives didn’t give a damn as they were already ready to take their relationship to the next level. Reno was barely able to take Leilani to his room, asking her if she was okay with sex. The h’otter churred and moaned how much she needed the bigger male, easing his doubts. Leilani did need some protection as neither otter wanted an unplanned pregnancy. It was here that the h’otter went on birth control, something Reno had in his room to be safe in case he ever got this far with her.

The pair hardly made it to the bed after Leilani swallowed the pill dry before their clothing was torn off. The heat, passion, lust, longing, and love boiled into one surge of emotion as the otters made love on Reno’s bed. Though the black-furred mustelid was only her second, and she was only his second, there were still things sex-wise that would be firsts for the couple. The sea otters lost track of the hours and how many times they fucked that night before passing out in a heap of lustful satisfaction. The sex had topped anything that amazed Leilani when it came to Reno, and there weren’t any regrets. Because there was true love and passion involved with the fucking. Most never seemed to get that, as casual sex had nothing to it at the end of the day. Only a couple with such powerful feelings for each other had the real deal when it came to fucking. The mindless sex, especially with the horrid shit that made no sense, was not true sex but a disgusting twisted perversion that wasn’t any good. The h’otter wasn’t some sex slut after all that would just fuck anyone or anything, and the same applied to Malana and Kalea. What Reno and the Bora Bora mustelid had was true romance that made the sex all the more hotter and better.

These magical and loving moments continued the next day when the couple went for a shower and made love there. Leilani already couldn’t get enough from Reno and wanted more. The black-furred otter was more than happy to grant his girlfriend’s wishes, telling the beauty as long as the sex didn’t interfere in their love and daily lives, then the intimate times could keep rolling. That sounded fair to Leilani, who grinned, telling her new boyfriend Reno that there were some spots to make things even more spicy.

The she-otter opened his eyes to where sex could be had that the bigger island native hadn’t considered before. He never had a cause to think that way as the h’otter was unlike anyone else. The naughty times lead to making memories of moonlight swims in some of the deepest depths of the ocean in the nude before making love underwater. No one, even to the present day, could match Leilani under the surface. She showed him the best lagoon to engage in fucking, even a particular cave that could only be reached by diving that became a special place for the otters. The beauty even performed with seaweed and learned how to pole dance for the Hawaiian native. Reno and her found themselves falling deeply in love with each round of sex, swearing eternal love as mates.

Leilani and the bigger otter didn’t tell her father about this yet, as both wanted to enjoy their newfound love. Reno did ask his girl though if Ahomana would approve of the relationship and Malina too, if that island native hadn’t died. The h’otter churred that her mother would have been delighted and her father wanted her to be happy, easing the black-furred mustelid’s doubts. One thing the Hawaiian native and Leilani didn’t discuss was the fact he would be leaving Bora Bora, even if that was in the deepest part of their minds. Reno already had begun to think of a plan to spare both otters any heartache. So for now, they kept quiet about that, keeping a healthy balance with their daily lives, sex, and love.

Next was Kalea’s 18th birthday, which Leilani attended. Then, it was time for the tribe to bring in the harvest of fruits, herbs, and vegetables. Reno saw the latter event as a golden opportunity to get into good graces with Ahomana and offered help from him and his crew. Seafood caught at this time during early September was also acquired. But Reno’s greatest joy was seeing his girl do a harvest dance in hopes of a blessing from the sea goddess that the tribe saw as a deity. Nicholas loved how Kalea helped with that dance as Remy did with Malana, who also performed.

Ahomana was highly pleased with the amount of food brought in for the tribe and grateful for Reno and his crew’s extra help. But then something exciting arose, and the two groups would work together again. It all started after rain came to Bora Bora, revealing something buried for decades. It turned out to be an actual map, with directions leading to a buried treasure. Looking at the document matched up with stories passed down by generations of visitors to Bora Bora in the past. Leilani, Reno, Kalea, Nicholas, Remy, and Malana set out, with their destination being a small cave that all tribe members knew. After digging, a strongbox was unearthed, containing documents half eaten away by dampness. There had been a sense of disappointment until reading the parchments revealed some fascinating details. They came from an old diary of a pirate captain who had sailed the waters of Bora Bora during the 17th and 18th centuries. His ship had crashed and sunk near the island. Having been rescued by the otter tribe, the captain retired from piracy, seeing it as a sign to improve his life. Before passing, he wrote the diary and hid it, hoping one day that someone would find his missing vessel and its treasure.

The new information contained a latitude and longitude, marking where the ship had sunk. Given the vast ocean and the wreck's depth, this was the first time anyone on the island had thought to look there. Not even Leilani could dive down without aid since it would be wiser to scout in a diving vehicle to ensure there wasn’t any danger. Due to the discovery and how three of the island otters had helped with this, the h’otter, her sister, and her best friend would join Reno and his crew to help.

Leilani was thrilled with this as it gave her and the Hawaiian native a chance to try sharing his room. The pair had only shared a bed when sleep was required after making love. She saw this as a perfect way to try living together. It worked for Reno as he told the beauty he had been considering it already as it had gotten to the point he couldn’t sleep without the Bora Bora native’s body snuggled against his. This made Leilani laugh as the mustelid also found she needed Reno holding her to go to dreamland. After this treasure hunt, the couple decided to share her hut when Reno could be spared from staying on the ship. When he was needed, Leilani would live on board with him.

It was a good thing where Reno’s room was on the ship, and the walls were thick, as the banging the two otters did would’ve been heard otherwise. When the sex wasn’t going on, the couple were kept busy dealing with the expedition and the small antics with Nicholas, Kalea, Malana, and Remy that were more amusing than annoying. Even with that, finding the treasure, hauling up artifacts, and all parts of the ship that could be salvaged went like clockwork. Everyone involved was allowed to select one to two things to keep, while the rest would be donated to the island to be displayed for all visitors to see. Even the documents found would be part of the exhibit as well. Everyone was thrilled, and none more so than Ahomana.

Life then went back to normal on the island. However, it caused some thinking and the next set of changes. One of those was allowing Reno and Leilani to share her hut, as nobody had before him. But it was bittersweet for the beauty as in the back of the mustelid’s mind she knew the Hawaiian native would be leaving. But when talking to the black-furred otter about it, Reno smiled, telling Leilani not to worry as he had something in mind. The reply’s confidence, happiness, and timing only showed there was something, but he wouldn’t share yet. Leilani figured she could wait and take comfort in knowing her boyfriend knew what he was doing.

However, it wasn’t just Lani who had to eventually deal with someone potentially leaving. Kalea could face the same thing with Nicholas, whom she had fallen for. The two she-otters talked about this somewhat. While Leilani was happy for her best friend, she hoped things would go well too. Unfortunately, things were not so good when it came to Malana. The younger sibling had reached a point and couldn’t take it anymore. All her anger, frustration, and everything that seemed unfair came spilling out. This led to an actual fight with Nicholas. But through a strange twist, it turned out that it had been needed for the siblings and their father to be able to reconcile their family bond.

However, it came time for Reno and his crew to leave Bora Bora. By now, he was 24, and Leilani was 19. On the beach, Ahomana and most of the tribe were there to see the visitors off. But this was only a temporary goodbye as Reno had plans to come back, this time permanently. He and Leilani explained to her father how the Hawaiian native had planned to live the rest of his life on the island due to how much he loved the h’otter. Ahomana was surprised but had seen his eldest daughter and Reno become a couple. He gave them his blessing, telling she-otter that Reno was a perfect fit for her.

Although there were tears of sadness, they soon became ones of joy. When Reno returned, he and Leilani ran to each other, bursting with happiness. They weren’t the only ones to feel such powerful emotions as Remy returned, where he and Malana became a couple. Then Kalea was reunited with Nicholas, who also came back. These two males had also made plans to live on Bora Bora for the rest of their lives to be with the one sea otter they loved more than life itself. Now, all three she-otters had someone to adore and be with. This included steamy, passionate sex but also future plans. Although nobody had ever had children or been married, all three couples couldn’t help but wonder and imagine it. Since nothing was set in stone, all three she-otters were on the pill to prevent unwanted pregnancies, just in case.

Another year went by for Leilani and Reno, in which they moved into their current house. They saw the other two couples and that everyone was still happy. It was here that Nicholas and Kalea mentioned the future they knew would happen of marrying and having children. This made Leilani and Reno consider both things even more, just like with Remy and Malana. Those were pretty big steps, so all three couples were waiting until such a time arrived when it felt right.

Back in the present, Reno and Leilani smiled at each other. “I don’t know about you babe, but I wouldn’t want things to change,” she said.

“With how we met or for things in the future?” he asked.

“The former.” The smaller mustelid reached for her toothbrush.

Reno put on some clothes while waiting for his turn with the sink. The otters were briefly quiet as Leilani was busy brushing her teeth and couldn’t talk. As soon as she finished that, she took her usual daily birth control pill with a glass of water. His cue to use the bathroom came with seeing the love of his life emerge from their bathroom, still in her bare fur. The male mustelid’s eyes lit up seeing all of her naked front, which wasn’t lost on the she-otter. “See something you love surfer boy?” she churred.

“Yeah, I see more than one,” Reno shot back.

“Don’t you want to get it?” she teased.

“I’ll savor it for later my kipona aloha. The longer the wait, the better.”

“Spoilsport.” The she-otter pouted but remembered they needed to eat and let that idea go.

Her face was so adorable that Reno couldn’t help but tease her. The Hawaiian native waited for her to walk past him before reaching out sneakily to pull at her tail playfully. The smaller mustelid let out a chirp of surprise. “Hey watch it mister!” Leilani playfully scolded him.

“Says the sexy otter who loves it,” he taunted. The sexy Bora Bora native stuck her tongue at him, not mad at her honey at all.

“You’re lucky I love you so much.”

“I love you too babe. I love you more than life itself.”

Leilani blew him a kiss before turning towards the task of putting on something to wear. Despite the tropical heat, she couldn’t just go out in nothing but her bare fur. “I’ll meet you downstairs sexy,” the h’otter cooed to Reno once her outfit was on.

“Okay,” came Reno’s reply from the bathroom.

The black-furred mustelid was soon finished with brushing his teeth and relieving himself. He paused for a moment to check his reflection and outfit. The Hawaiian native had gone for a deep blue tank top and shorts. In the pocket of the latter was a tube that would help when it came to sex, just in case that happened with Leilani. Nodding with approval, Reno made his way downstairs to the kitchen and dining room. What greeted him was another beautiful sight. Leilani hummed happily at one of the kitchen counters as she prepared her breakfast. The beauty had gone with a gorgeous white sundress with tiny green flowers. It hardly reached her knees and matched the sandals the Bora Bora Native wore on her feet.

As if on cue, the h’otter looked over her left shoulder at Reno, giving him a dazzling smile. “Hey there baby,” she cooed.

“Hey gorgeous,” he churred back. Reno walked up to the h’otter, wrapping his arms around her midriff.

“Mmmmm,” Leilani sighed with delight, feeling the bigger otter kiss her head. She returned the gesture by turning her head up to peck Reno back.

“Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you’re happy and in the kitchen?” the black-furred otter asked.

“Sometimes,” she playfully replied. Reno kissed her again and then let her body go so he could get his breakfast. The two soon had their food and made quick work of the meals. As soon as the pair got their dishes to the sink, the otters held paws, heading for the front door. The couple stepped out in the blazing hot sunshine, smiling at each other.

As they walked, the two otters didn’t have a destination in mind for a while. Their conversation was about nothing in particular, the two mustelids enjoying each other’s company. Everyone who greeted them was given a friendly wave hello in return. Reno noticed Leilani was caressing the tattoo on his right arm, which she did often when they were together. Whether walking, swimming, or in a delightful afterglow, the bigger male loved it when she did that. When first asked why she did caress that part of him, the h’otter churred, saying she adored it.

There were points when some of the little ones, those belonging to some of the other tribe members, came up to them. They liked Reno as much as Nicholas and Remy, as the three males were like older brothers to them. The Hawaiian native smiled warmly, welcoming the young otters with open arms. It was hard not to find him interacting with children be a joy to watch for Leilani. The h’otter didn’t mind children but only had some experience with helping raise them. Kalea was more for that, as little ones were one thing that sea otter adored. Malana was more or less neutral but could help out if needed and certainly wouldn’t harm a child of the tribe on purpose.

Reno and Leilani were only kept occupied a tiny bit with the children before the little ones let the adults be. She watched her darling wave goodbye to them happily. A loving smile crept onto the h’otter muzzle. “You really seem to like children, don’t you hun?” she cooed, taking his right arm into hers.

“Yeah,” he softly replied.

“You know… I think you’d make an excellent father,” came out of Leilani’s mouth.

Both otter’s eyes widened in shock at what she had just said, blushing hard as they gazed at each other. Given that the female mustelid was on the pill, neither had plans to have any little ones any time soon. If anyone was, they figured Kalea and Nicholas would first. However, Reno had told Leilani that if, by accident or not, if she got pregnant with his child, he would be there, staying and helping her raise their little one. That filled the Bora Bora native with happiness to have such a loving and loyal guy in her life. But this was the first time either had stated something about being parents themselves out loud or had even had such a thought.

But after hearing Leilani say that part of Reno being a father caused both adult otter’s minds to race. The pair thought more about their future, as both knew they weren’t going to want anyone or anything else. A vision became known, starting with a wedding, the wedding of the Bora Bora and Hawaiian native. What followed were two little ones, their children who looked like them, running and happy as Reno and Leilani watched them with glowing smiles.

He finally spoke first after getting his wits back. “Lani… Do you really…?”

She smiled softly, churring and nuzzling the black-furred male with affection. “Do I really want kids with you? Let’s not worry about that for now stud. If the sea goddess wills it, then it will happen. So let’s just put that idea aside for now, okay?”

Reno then smiled, kissing her head. “Yeah, having children is a whole different ball game,” he said. “If they’re in our future, we’ll know when the time is right.”

Leilani nodded. “Now then, where to next hun?” Reno found her left paw, and the couple continued their walk.

At a certain point, the pair grabbed some food to snack on. During this, the Hawaiian native heard the sound of water. The noise made him figure out where to take Leilani. He smiled and finished the rest of his meal. “Hey babe, mind if we head to somewhere special?” Reno asked.

“Anywhere with you will be good hot stuff,” she churred.

Her darling led the way as the otters held paws. No words were spoken, although Leilani was curious about where they were headed. Her answer soon arrived after walking through some of the island greenery to a secluded location. The bigger mustelid used his free paw to brush away some leaves to reveal a gorgeous sight to his girlfriend. Her green eyes widened with delight, a brilliant smile bursting onto her muzzle. “Does this work for you sexy?” Reno churred to her.

“Reno, this is perfect!” Leilani squealed happily, her thick rudder tail beginning to whip back and forth furiously.

“Only the best for you.”

The couple had arrived at one of the lagoons on Bora Bora. A handful varied in size and were very out in the open. Those were perfect for photography and general swimming. But a few, like the one Leilani and Reno were at, were secluded and private, ideal for being alone with a special someone. Even better, not one of them had Kalea and Malana been to. Those had been fucked-up fake versions of them being nude and kissing, as neither were lesbians. This secluded place looked identical to the one seen in that horrid picture. A waterfall fed the lagoon with crystal-clear water, the mist creating a rainbow to behold. Local island fauna grew around the area and on the rocks, creating a wild garden. Even the stones on both sides of the waterfall had some tropical ivy growing to create two walls of green. What completed the picture were the small island flowers that added bursts of color. The space in front of Leilani and Reno before the water was perfect for lounging on or for naughtier fun.

“You were right about this being special,” Leilani whispered, nuzzling Reno.

He wrapped his right arm around her slender body. “Because it’s just us here; that’s why it is,” the black-furred mustelid said softly.

“Oh is that so surfer boy?” Leilani’s green eyes began to dance with playfulness. She gave him a smooch before leaving his side.

“Lani?” the Hawaiian native asked, unsure what his girl had in mind.

“Did you really think we’d just stand here and enjoy the view?” h’otter replied, her tone becoming playful and seductive. She was at the water’s edge, looking over her right shoulder at the black-furred mustelid. The smile of the Bora Bora native was dazzling, a sign Leilani had something in mind.

Her tail hitched up, revealing a tight little thong underneath the sundress. Flossing her delectable asscheeks, the smaller mustelid bent over, granting Reno a glorious view of her ass. “I feel like swimming with you,” Leilani whispered seductively.

The Hawaiian native felt his erection spring to life, his blue eyes watching his girl run her paws up her shapely curves in a loving, erotic manner. “Is that so diver-girl?” he replied, already removing his top. His tone was playful to match the mood. “Can’t say I’m not surprised.”

“Then just watch babe, you’re going to love this,” Leilani churred.

The brown-furred mustelid turned to face Reno, her paws seductively running up her front. Leilani’s fingers played with the sundress straps before shrugging them off her shoulders. Reno saw his girl’s hips beginning to sway from side to side as the Bora Bora native grabbed the bottom of the sundress. The gorgeous article of clothing was lifted over Lani’s sexy form, where it fluttered down to rest by the beauty’s feet. “God, you’re just too gorgeous,” Reno whispered, unable to keep his paws still. His left reached for his member to stroke it.

Leilani churred her approval, her paws running over her d-cup tits. The beautiful dark nipples were already hardening to points, showing her excitement and arousal. “Such a charmer,” she chirped. The h’otter turned to grant her guy a delightful view of her backside. “Tell me if you love this view stud.”

The smaller sea otter bent over, showing off her rudder butt before her fingers stripped the thong off. Reno saw Leilani’s flower beginning to open, just begging to be pleasured like her. “God damn,” he moaned, swiftly taking his shorts and boxers off. His member throbbed and was rock hard, his left paw jerking it again. Leilani walked up to him, placing her right paw over his heart.

“Come, let us swim my love,” she whispered. The couple held paws, walking to the edge of the lagoon. In unison, the two sea otters dove in, taking the plunge.

Two explosions of bubbles erupted around their bodies as the otters felt the soothing water cover them from head to toe. Reno had never gone skinny dipping before hooking up with Leilani. That thought had never once crossed the black-furred otter’s mind. Now, he couldn’t go without it, as long as such a thing wouldn’t cause trouble. Since the couple were alone, it was the perfect chance to swim in their bare fur. Even his rock-hard member couldn’t hinder his movements despite the size. And it was always worth seeing the h’otter fly gracefully through the liquid with nothing to cover her body.

Leilani’s paw left his, using her powerful legs and tail to swim ahead. She could feel the bigger otter’s blue eyes glued to her moving form, especially her rudderbutt, pleased and aroused. The long black hair of the mustelid flowed like strains of gorgeous seaweed underwater, tiny bubbles clinging to the strains. Swimming in nothing but bare fur was one of the greatest delights for the Bora Bora native. Having Reno here with her made it even sweeter, someone who could keep up with breath-holding length and the ability to dive as deep as her. Leilani flashed her dazzling smile at the bigger male, and memories of the pair diving and making love in the ocean filled her mind. A trickle of excitement leaked out of the female’s entrance, prompting her to tease Reno.

The h’otter turned to show the Hawaiian native her front, spreading her curvaceous legs. Reno saw everything, his member throbbing. Being sea otters, both island natives could see clearly in water without googles in clear water and the ocean, as long as nothing was too murky and cloudy. The beautiful flower petals of his girl were spreading, Leilani running her paw down to slide her middle right finger in, playing with herself for a second. Her otter grinned, jerking his prick back in response. The black-furred mustelid propelled himself forward with his tail and legs, trying to catch the beauty. But she was too quick, darting out of the way. Leilani waved a finger at Reno teasingly, her grin getting wider. The sea otters always loved to play and splash like this, a bonus being the kind of being they were.

The h’otter loved that Reno could match her in the water, as it made their love and sex exciting. Doing this with Reno was much better, certainly more than having some dumbass breath-holding contest. Especially when it came to a fucked up story with a fake Leilani and some ugly cunt bitch that wasn’t hot at all. Not when it came to something that wasn’t sexy and disgusting lesbian sex. The h’otter never would fling herself at anyone or anything. And being straight, no lady would ever be with her. Being loving and loyal, only her boyfriend and mate Reno would fuck her, just like how he only needed the Bora Bora native for love and sex. Anyone who thought they had ideas from that fucked up shit of a story was retarded and needed help.

The pair continued their playful chasing, sometimes surfing to splash each other. Both otters felt joy that couldn’t be described. But their eyes also noticed the naked body of the one they loved, yearning and longing to be connected intimately. Reno and Leilani held it back as long as possible before it became too much to bear. Both island natives broke the water’s surface with gasps, water droplets running down their heads in beautiful streams. As if on cue, both otters found each other, her slender arms wrapping around Reno’s muscular neck. His arms held the h’otter close, that juicy rudderbutt held by his paws. “Looks like I caught the little otter at last,” the black-furred male churred, nuzzling and kissing the smaller female’s head.

“Only because I allowed you,” she chirped back, loving the feeling of Reno’s muscles against her body. The h’otter felt his huge dong brush against her, wanting every inch to ravage her.

“I know…” Their forehead came together, both sea otters nuzzling each other. “And now, I want you so badly Leilani…”

“I want you just as much Reno,” she whispered. “Don’t hold back my baby; fuck me…”

Their mouths were only an inch apart. “Anything to keep you pleasured as you should,” the black-furred mustelid replied. Such words filled Leilani with warmth.

“I love you,” she told him.

“I love you too.”

“Show me.”

Unable to hold back, the couple’s lips became meshed together. Their tongues snaked out, tangling and dancing. It showed that it was bullshit that only two ladies and lesbians could have a steamy makeout session. As the two otters did, their paws were everywhere, his feeling every sexy curve and groping Leilani’s hot-piece-of ass. The smaller mustelid’s tail wrapped around the black-furred male, claiming Reno as hers while her paws ran over his chest and abs. Loving and longing churring and moans were mixed in their kiss, nothing that sounded lewd, for nothing was disgusting or offensive involved in this. All that was felt was raw passion and love, so strong that it was like a raging inferno for the sea otters.

While all this continued, Reno managed to kick and push their bodies up to one of the rocky walls of the lagoon, the h’otter’s back touching it. The Hawaiian native moved his paws, effectively pinning the brown-furred otter. Their mouths ripped apart, loudly gasping. “Fuck, you are just too beautiful,” Reno moaned, kissing, nuzzling, and playfully biting his girl on her neck.

“Mmmmph!” Leilani chirped when feeling his paws grab at her tits before letting out a moan. Every cell in her body felt like a live wire, her pussy leaking another dribble of excitement.

“More…” Reno said, his mouth moving down towards the she-otter’s breasts, both begging to be tended to. Lani’s body from those and above was above water and out in the open, water droplets causing that area to sparkle and glitter in the light. His blue eyes locked onto Lani’s dark-colored nipples, licking his chops. The tongue of the black-furred male then flicked the right one before Reno’s mouth latched onto it.

“Oh!” the owner of that gasped before shuddering with delight, softly moaning with pleasure. “Ahhh, Reno…”

The Hawaiian native began to toy with the tasty rubbery end, sucking it and fondling her orbs of love. The noises of the two mixed in harmony, a sign they were meant to always be together. And also a sight more beautiful and lovely to see, for once again, it showed nothing fucked-up when it came to lesbians were needed. And definitely not disgusting and horrid like breast milk and lactating tits, as nobody in their right mind would ever drink or want that fucked-up liquid. Anyone who did required therapy and help. “So wonderful,” Reno growled, pulling off Leilani to squeeze her tits. His mouth then went to the she-otter’s other nipple to give it the same adoring treatment.

The h’otter felt herself even wetter, and it wasn’t the water of the lagoon that caused such a phenomenon to occur. It was the actions of her otter as every movement, kiss, and touch turned the Bora Bora native on. It had gotten to the point that a simple glance of those blue eyes could leave her sopping wet, yearning and wanting the bigger mustelid to fuck her like a wild animal. “Fuck, he’s so wonderful and good to me…” Leilani moaned in her head.

She then spoke out loud but in a gasp, for Reno had gotten another sensitive spot. “MPH! Please… Please my baby… Stop teasing me…”

The black-furred otter pulled off her nipple, grinning. “As the sexy otter wishes,” he whispered, booping their noses, which caused the beauty to giggle. Reno then took a deep breath, getting as much air into his lungs as possible. He took the plunge, his mouth kissing down the sexy otter’s front. Leilani squirmed but couldn’t break free as his paws kept her pinned against the lagoon area their bodies were at. Reno reached her crouch, seeing her curvaceous legs open and that beautiful pussy opened and aroused. His tongue snaked out and began to lick and tease her flower petals.

The second that part of Reno attacked Leilani’s opening, the h’otter arched her back, letting out a cry of delight as pleasure exploded from her core. “AHHHH! OH GODS!” the beauty shrieked, not caring if the whole world heard her. The pair didn’t have to worry about being quiet; they were alone at this lagoon. With the location, the otters could be as loud as they wanted and not disturb anyone.

Reno was taking his time and enjoying his delectable meal. “Fuck, her taste is heavenly,” he thought as his tongue probed her soaking wet love tunnel. Leilani’s juices were unlike any the bigger otter had experienced. Neither sea otter was a virgin by any means, but the pair had found the only one for them, which made the taste and sex even more of a joyful experience.

“NGH! He’s so goooddd!” the brown-furred otter moaned in her head, feeling Reno’s tongue dance and begin to lick her harder in faster. The oral loving the black-furred male gave to her always felt like heaven, knowing what areas to hit to maximize the sensation of oral sex.

It was no wonder the Hawaiian native always did splendidly when eating Leilani out. It was more than just true love, not a fling of hormones, but also because the two mustelids were meant to be together. There was no need for swapping, sharing, or cheating, like in a fucked-up threesome, foursome, or orgy. Leilani would never participate in those, nor ever want disgusting tentacles that should never be used for sex. Just like how that cunt jungle cat, sly fox, merfur, any other male, and definitely no female would ever touch her. There was no need for horrid lesbian sex, as a male could eat a female out well. Just like how the h’otter, Malana, and Kalea would never tag team a male, none of the horrid and fucked-up stories of a fake Leilani would ever happen. Not at a college where no female teacher would fuck a student as a project to make them grow. That was just retarded. About as much as a Lupin the third cunt wannabe would ever fuck the Bora Bora native, being unfaithful and un-loyal to his wife, who did it in turn. No marriage should ever be open. Just like how a white-furred female hellhound would never arrive as she was straight and had her own green-furred boyfriend and mate, not needing anyone or anything else.

Reno, meanwhile, pulled his tongue out, licking and loving on his girl’s sensitive clit. He blew some bubbles onto the brown-furred beauty’s flower petals. She had shown and taught the bigger male the art of bubble play, doing that on his dick whenever giving him head. Leilani thrashed above the water’s surface, letting out another cry of delight. But then her otter started vigorously fingering the female’s opening with his index and middle finger, hitting the Bora Bora’s G-spot. “AH! OH YES! OH RENO!” Leilani yelled.

Suddenly, she felt another sensation that made the h’otter bite down on her lower lip. The black-furred otter took his left middle finger and found the beauty’s tight tailhole. It was teasing and probing that exit with tender adoration. The smaller sea otter didn’t mind and loved it. Reno was her first and only to for anal, and she loved doing that kind of sex with him. He knew it all too well. “Fuck, she’s soaking wet now,” he growled in his head, his tongue resuming with licking her entrance.

The digit doing the anal fingering on the beauty went in a little deeper while the part dancing in the love tunnel of Leilani got her G-spot again. The Bora Bora native began to thrash, her shouts and gasps becoming higher and more passionate. “AHH! OH GODS! OH FUCK!” she screamed, her paws going to Reno’s head, pinning him to her crouch. She grinded that against the bigger otter’s mouth to get his tongue in deeper.

“I’m going crazy!” Leilani moaned in her head. “Reno’s just so good! I can’t help but love him so much!”

The black-furred mustelid dug into his succulent meal, savoring and adoring the taste of the Bora Bora native. The fingering and licking reached a fevered pitch despite the water resistance as Leilani was licked and fingered harder and faster. The beauty couldn’t do anything but twitch and thrash, the moans, gasps, and cries of delight sounding like heavenly music. That’s how it would have sounded to Reno had his ears been above water. But he could sense from the increased amount of nectar and tightening of Leilani’s tunnel that she was so close to bursting. She felt the build-up in her core, holding back to make the release even more intense. But with such a talented guy like her boyfriend, that was easier said than done.

“I’m… I’m not going to last…!” Leilani gasped out loud. The grip she had on Reno’s head doubled.

“That’s it for me baby, cum for me,” the bigger otter thought while feeling that. Having done this so much, he knew when his girl was about to go over the edge. The Hawaiian otter doubled his efforts.

“I…! I….!” The h’otter then arched her back, her legs locking. “OH GODS I’M CUMMING!” She burst, screaming with passion as her love nectar rushed out for Reno to lap up. He did so with eagerness, loving this part of performing oral on the beauty.

At last, the flow of her juices ceased. The black-furred male surfaced with a grin, water droplets running down his face like tiny rivers. His blue eyes loved the view before him. Leilani’s face was flushed, beautiful, as she was coming down from her blissful orgasm. The Hawaiian native tenderly touched her cheek with his right paw. “How was that baby?” he asked.

Leilani slowly opened her eyes, her green ones blazing with burning adoration for him. “That Reno was amazing like always…” Her face got closer to his, her slender arms wrapping around the male’s neck. “You did wonderful on me sexy. I love you so much…”

Her lips kissed Reno’s cheek. Being straight, the h’otter had no intention of tasting her juices still on the male’s tongue. The two otters began to churr, nuzzling the other and booping noses happily. “I love you too; I love you more than life itself,” Reno whispered into her ear before smooching Leilani on the forehead. She sighed with passion. This was far better than in a fake comic about her backstory that never happened. Especially as there were no manta rays, unexplained things, no magical abilities, no mindless sex, and no lesbian stuff, as Kalea and Malana had a guy each. As for the h’otter, she had all the male she needed and not for some fucked-up reason, five guys.

“Mmmm,” Leilani churred, kissing Reno on the cheek again. She felt his paws massaging her body all over, both otters loving the feeling of each other’s naked bodies intertwined. Being that close allowed the h’otter to feel something else of his nestled against her, causing a longing to awaken inside the Bora Bora otter.

The beauty giggled, booping Reno’s nose with a finger to get her boyfriend’s attention. “Babe, I think someone down below needs tending to.”

The black-furred male saw her gorgeous green eyes dancing with longing, which caused him to smile and grow harder. “You must be reading my mind.” The pair booped noises before Reno moved. Now, his back was against the same wall Leilani had, and she was in front of him.

“Mmm, such a big, strong male,” the h’otter whispered with lust as her right paw went down. It found Reno’s member but couldn’t contain the massive beast. The Bora Bora otter did her best to jerk the black-furred male off adoringly. He let out a low moan to feel the beauty’s paw job.

“More,” Reno moaned.

“As you wish…” Leilani replied seductively in a voice that was so light and lovely to hear.

She took in as much oxygen as her lungs would allow before taking the plunge. Every time Leilani fully submerged her body in water, the lovely sensation of liquid coating the otter from head to toe was a blissful feeling the Bora Bora native couldn’t describe in words. It became even more stunning when swimming in the nude. But having Reno with her filled the she-otter with pure happiness and delight. It was one thing to dive alone, but having someone else to share the experience, to embrace, someone she was in love with who loved her back thoroughly, made Leilani’s time in the water in the past and now as different as night and day.

The h’otter lowered herself down to her target, her gorgeous green eyes drinking in every detail of the splendor of what Reno wielded. Just seeing it wasn’t enough. It was like a towering skyscraper, a powerful rod that throbbed with every beat of the black-furred male’s heart. The dick in front of Leilani was the biggest she’s ever seen or taken, as all the other males with the fact versions of her had tiny micro dicks. With such a size that Reno had, it was no wonder that often Leilani was dead from the waist down whenever waking up. Leilani saw how swollen with need the bigger sea otter was as well, knowing his nuts were heavy with hot cum. The Bora Bora native’s pussy tingled, aroused again, awakening a need to taste every inch of the monster Reno had.

“I still can’t believe he’s all mine,” Leilani thought as her mouth opened to take the male in. “He’s all I need…”

Reno flinched as he felt the hot and wet mouth of the smaller otter engulf the head of his dick, going down some of the shaft. The black-furred male then shuddered before moaning as the heavenly sensation of Leilani blowing him spread throughout his body. “Ugh… Oh yeah, that’s it,” the Hawaiian otter whispered, his blue eyes looking down to see the head of the beauty moving. Nothing was obscured from Reno’s view.

Thanks to how clear the water was, the black-furred otter saw his girl’s beautiful face, how lovely she looked with her eyes closed with happiness. Reno could see part of his dick in her mouth as the h’otter adorably blew him, the long black hair of hers waving and moving like strands of seaweed, tiny bubbles clinging the strains. Leilani’s right paw found her otter’s heavy nutsack, tracing every inch and curve. Her left began to jerk off the part of Reno that wasn’t being attended by her tongue and mouth. The h’otter could still remember the first time she did oral on Reno and had been shocked that no matter how hard or what angle the oral went, the bigger sea otter was too big. But the beauty didn’t mind, for there was still plenty cock for her to suck on.

“Now then, a little bit of play,” she thought and pulled off his mammoth of love. Leilani blew some of the air in her lungs as bubbles. They brushed against Reno’s meat rod, the sensation giving the black-furred otter even more pleasure. Bubble play was a fun thing Leilani loved doing with her boyfriend, and it wasn’t just her. Kalea did so with Nicholas, and Malana did it with Remy. Those two had also gotten it from the one they were dating, but the h’otter had started that kind of foreplay.

Leilani churred with happiness in her head before her mouth went down to Reno’s balls. The h’otter sucked on each one with adoration, her fingers massaging that part of the black-furred male. The beauty’s lips then kissed back up the massive length, knowing what else to do to pleasure her darling. Leilani’s heavenly tits came up, engulfing Reno’s member in a tit fuck. He saw and felt all of her actions, grunting loudly as his love’s mouth went back to sucking his member again. Her coconut-shaped breasts moved as well, pleasure exploding throughout the Hawaiian native’s body.

“Fuck me,” Reno hissed through clenched teeth. His blue eyes saw how divine and lovely Leilani was with her loving oral treatment in the water. The male’s right paw went to the back of the h’otter head, giving her loving head pats and pinning the smaller female. Leilani didn’t mind since it was her love and doubled her efforts on him.

The h’otter felt his meat rod throb, delighted that her efforts were paying off. “Mmm, I can’t wait for his load,” she cooed in her head. Reno always gave so much cum each time, something Leilani adored and wanted.

The h’otter kept going, feeling the increased rate of the throbbing. The black-furred otter felt his loins stirring. “Ugh… shit, I’m getting closer…” he groaned, trying to hold back the tide of cum to make her service last longer.

Doing that was easier said than done. Leilani was frisky and needed his seed, determined to get it and pleasure her honey one way or another. The male’s body was also succumbing. Leilani felt it and churred in her head. “That’s it, cum for me baby,” she moaned to herself.

Reno gritted his teeth, thrusting his hips. “Can’t… hold it…!” he gasped. The Hawaiian otter then shouted as his dick exploded, rewarding the h’otter with his delectable cum.

“Oh my, there’s so much!” the brown-furred female squealed with delight in her head. Leilani tried to get as much of the tasty treat as possible, swallowing it all. But such a feat was impossible as more came out. The excess oozed out of Leilani’s mouth in bursts of cloudy white. Her tits milked Reno’s massive rod for every drop; the Bora Bora otter was pleased with herself.

When the Hawaiian otter was finally spent, Leilani removed her mouth and tits from their position on his dick. She licked her chops before surfacing with a loving grin. Her gorgeous eyes saw Reno coming down from his orgasm, making her smile warmer. “So, did you enjoy that sexy?” the h’otter cooed, her slender arms wrapping around Reno’s neck.

Her black-furred otter got his breath back, his eyes meeting hers. “That Leilani, that had to be one of the best treatments you gave me.” Reno’s muscled arms wrapped around her sexy body to bring the beauty in close to kiss her cheek. “I love you…”

Leilani nuzzled and kissed the black-furred otter on the forehead, softly churring her happiness. “I love you too sexy; I love you more than anything. Nothing will have me but you forever…”

Her darling just held the beauty close, nuzzling and churring. The pair basked in the moment, their hearts and minds reflecting on everything their relationship had gone through until now. Just like how Reno had been her first and only for anal, he was the first being Leilani had been in a serious relationship with. Everything else had been short flings but always closed. None of the males or ladies that never would or had fucked the h’otter had been the past relationships of course. But Reno was different to her like she was to him. Both island natives knew they had found their soulmate, someone to be with for eternity. While nothing about marriage had been said, that vision became clearer as time passed. Especially today after Leilani mentioned Reno being a father. The vision of their wedding and then little ones came into the heads of both otters again, and they knew without saying words that it would happen one day. It would be a first for both sea otters, and they welcomed such a future, knowing they could tackle the difficulties as a team.

Their thoughts were shattered when Leilani felt Reno’s member throb against her body, stiff and eager to enter. The h’otter giggled. “Oh Reno, you naughty stud, you’re already ready to go again!”

He felt it, smirking at the beauty. “I’m not apologizing,” he shot back, booping her nose with his.

“Aww, poor baby,” Leilani cooed, her right paw going down to stroke and rub his rod. “Well, I shouldn’t leave you hanging dry, should I?”

Reno grunted when feeling her pawjob but was still able to speak. “You said it diver girl, and you know what I want to do next…”

The h’otter grinned, the mere thought making her wet, hot, and bothered. “Then let us return to land for now my love. It’ll be easier.”

The pair began to swim to shore, Leilani staying one stroke ahead of Reno. His eyes saw how sexy and elegant the h’otter’s naked form moved, making him even harder. Seeing Leilani’s bust, rudder butt, tail, and legs go was a sight the Hawaiian otter marveled at every time. As for the h’otter, she felt his piercing gaze checking her out. Churring, the Bora Bora otter shot him a dazzling smile over the shoulder. Both otters sensed how much they longed to be connected again. Mercifully, their swim back took less than a minute. Leilani was first to hoist herself out of the lagoon, streams of water running down her sexy curves in beautiful rivers. The droplets glistened and sparkled in the light, intensifying her beauty tenfold.

The h’otter grinned over her shoulder at Reno again, her rudder butt swaying from side to side before fully emerging from the liquid. The black-furred male quickly followed, the water flowing off his body like hers. His member throbbed, seeing the way those asscheeks moved as the brown-furred female led the way back to their discarded clothes. With no shame, Leilani gracefully went onto all fours, sticking her rump up at Reno. Her gorgeous gaze looked at her darling, a lustful and teasing grin plastered on the h’otter muzzle. “Mmm, what do you think sexy?” Leilani cooed, enticing the bigger sea otter by slowly shaking her ass back and forth. “Do you love the view?”

“Fuck, you are too gorgeous,” Reno moaned, getting on his knees. “God, I want you so badly again…”

“Show me.”

Her love grinned, his paws going straight for those sexy ass cheeks. The black-furred male began to massage and squeeze each one adorably before delivering a spank, nothing that caused deliberate pain but something fun to spur the sex on. Leilani arched her back when feeling that, squealing with delight. “Mmm, naughty boy,” she playfully scolded. The h’otter adored the ass-play Reno gave her when it came to lovemaking.

“You’re one to talk,” he shot back before spreading her ass cheeks east and west. Reno’s eyes spotted Leilani’s tight and gorgeous tail hole. The male’s tongue slithered out as he lowered his head to it. With no warning, the Hawaiian native began to lick and rim that naughty area of the Bora Bora otter.

“Oooh, oh yeah, that’s it…” Leilani moaned with pleasure, loving the feeling of Reno licking that part of her. When first doing anal with the bigger male, it had felt weird but pleasant. Now, the h’otter didn’t feel she could live without getting this kind of treatment from the love of her life.

The black-furred male let out sounds of delight as his tongue worked at the sexy tail hole of the beauty. His paws massaged Leilani’s asscheeks, squeezing them with affection, much to his girl’s utter pleasure. The opening of the Bora Bora native began to drip with excitement, eager for Reno’s huge dong to ravage her. “Mmm, I never thought in my wildest fantasies she’d let me do this,” the Hawaiian otter thought as he kept rimming her. Before hooking up with Leilani, Reno had masturbated, imagining what it would be like to give her anal. He had been prepared for the answer to be no, only to be shocked that first night of sex when the h’otter agreed to do it and have the bigger male be her first and only for that.

Holding back for both otters became unbearable, and Reno pulled back. Smirking, he gave Leilani another playful spank on her ass. “Eee!” she squealed, her thick rudder tail beginning to whip back and forth, showing how eager and ready she was for him.

“You ready for it?” the bigger otter asked, giving her juicy rump an affectionate squeeze.

“Yes,” Leilani moaned, looking back at him with a loving gaze. “I want you so badly Reno…”

Her otter quickly went to his discarded shorts. In one of the pockets was lube in a tube. He never left the house without it, just in case both otters got frisky and anal happened. Reno poured a good amount on his member and her tail hole, working the liquid into that naughty passage with his fingers. The brown-furred female let out sounds of delight, urging him on. Once both otters were ready, Reno placed his paws onto that rudderbutt ass, moving the cheeks apart. His dick was lined up with the target. “Get ready diver girl,” he told Leilani.

His hips thrusted, allowing his mammoth of love to penetrate and enter her anal tunnel. Unlike the first time doing this kind of sex, the black-furred male didn’t have to go slow and carefully. But since Leilani was still so tight for this part of her body, the Hawaiian otter couldn’t just ram his dick in there. Meanwhile, the h’otter arched her back, feeling his member enter, letting out a cry of passion and pleasure. There used to be pain, but since doing anal so much with Reno, that sensation had vanished. Only bliss and enjoyment were felt despite the tightness. “AHH!” Leilani exclaimed before letting out a loving moan.

“Uggghhh…” Reno groaned. “Fuck, you’re still super tight babe…” His paws caressed and squeezed each ass cheek.

“Please…” the Bora Bora otter whispered, looking over her shoulder at the handsome stud. “Stop teasing and fuck me…”

Reno’s reply was to thrust, his paws holding Leilani by the rump. Both otters let out synched moans of pleasure. Each movement got more of the male’s cock up the beauty’s ass. “Oh yeah, that’s it babe,” Leilani cooed, encouraging her love on.

“Mmm, you want more?” Reno managed to ask.

“Show me…”

The black-furred male gave her a spank across the left ass cheek, making the brown-furred otter arch her back. “AH!” Leilani cried out with delight before shuddering and moaning.

“You love that?” The bigger otter smirked.

“Do that again!” his love whispered. The other part of her ass got spanked. “HARDER!” Reno gave in to her demands, his thrusts growing faster and stronger. A burning need came upon the Bora Bora native as her pussy tingled and began to leak. The brown-furred beauty reached with her fingers, rubbing and stimulating the love tunnel with fingering.

The sensation of shared pleasure was felt by both otters, overriding everything else. Reno’s paws traveled over every inch of Leilani’s ass, never forgetting to spank the h’otter. The Hawaiian native still avoided causing deliberate pain and humiliation, as neither was his style. Leilani’s eyes rolled up as every fiber and nerve was flooded by the sensation of taking her love’s dick up her ass, and neither wanted the anal to end, only for Reno to get every inch of his meat rod up her hole. The beauty’s fingers vigorously rubbed her drenched flower petals, droplets of excitement flying from her opening.

“AH! OH FUCK! OH GODS! OH FUCK RENO!” Leilani screamed, not caring if the whole island or the world heard her.

“C’mere,” Reno moaned, his paws reaching for her wrists. He found that part of the brown-furred beauty and pulled the h’otter’s arms back. His grip was firm, but not so much that the position was horrid or painful for her.

The beauty gasped as the position allowed her to feel the anal even more. It was to the point the sea otter didn’t have to finger herself. “AH! OH YES! FUCK ME RENO! FUCK ME HARDER!”

“Ugh, as you wish! I can’t believe how tight you are in this hole!”

Leilani’s tits were jiggling in time with the thrusting. “I save it for you babe!” she whispered. “I saved it for a special someone, which is you!”

“Fucking A!” Reno snarled as his thrusting strength and speed increased.

“OH GODS, FUCK!” The Bora Bora native could barely form a thought. “I LOVE YOU RENO! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

“I love you too babe, more than life itself!”

The smacking sounds of balls and anal mixed with the noises coming from the otters. But just when Leilani wondered if Reno would do more to maximize their shared pleasure, her love surprised her in the best possible way. His paws released their grip on the h’otter’s arms, moving down the beauty’s body. In one swift motion, the black-furred male stood up, pulling Leilani into a full nelson. The Hawaiian native had more than enough strength and stamina to fuck the brown-furred beauty in such a position, something that she adored and got a thrilling sensation from. The feeling of her body against his while held tight always made the smaller mustelid’s heart flutter and her entrance drip with excitement.

“UGGGGHHHHH! OHHHHHH FUCCCCKKKKK!” Leilani moaned uncontrollably as Reno resumed fucking her tight anal tunnel. Her whole body felt like it was on fire as this pose stimulated and turned the h’otter on. Leilani didn’t even have to play with herself to feel such delights.

“That it honey, take it all!” Reno grunted, loving this as much as she did.

For the h’otter, the sex with this black-furred island native was all she needed in life. Never would two small-dick cunts ever fuck her in a horrid threesome, never would any swapping and sharing with Kalea and Malana happen, and most certainly never with a retard Electric Fox who wasn’t sly but a horrid mother fucker. A tiny micro dick cunt that only saw ladies to fuck and who didn’t deserve any, much less a fucked-up and disgusting harem of ugly cunts. He never supported, only fucked, which was horrendous.

Leilani’s eyes were rolling up as her shouts, moans, and gasps of pleasure issued from her open mouth. Reno tightened his hold on the she-otter, his lips pecking her face as his relentless thrusts continued. Droplets of her juices squelched out with every second as the black-furred massive dong slid in and out of the beauty’s anal passage. Neither otter was sure how long Reno had been going as both could only focus on the shared pleasure and passion. That is until both mustelids felt a familiar sensation, the sign they’d been waiting for. “Fuck…!” Reno groaned to Leilani. “Babe, I’m gonna…!”

“I’m…!” the h’otter gasped. “Reno…! I’m…!”

The brown-furred beauty threw her head back as a scream tore from her lips. Her pussy convulsed before the love juices from the Bora Bora otter came rushing out. Her orgasm triggered Reno’s, a shout leaving his mouth. Rope after rope of hot, sticky, white cum was fired up Leilani’s ass. It didn’t seem to cease as it leaked and oozed out of Leilani’s tight tail hole, creating a sticky mess between her asscheeks and his crouch. “Uggghhhh….” Reno groaned. “Fuck baby…”

“Hoooo goddsss…” the smaller mustelid moaned as her body shook and trembled. The sensation of being overfilled with her love’s seed was a heavenly sensation that couldn’t be described with words. And this was far better than some other horrid things as well.

Leilani would never appear on the cover of Playboy magazine. Only Reno would fuck her, and it would never be seen for the disgusting eyes of sick fucks and freaks who only drooled over the Bora Bora native. The one who had posted a fake version of her on the cover had no respect for the h’otter. Even worse was a cunt fake Lupin the third wannabe mother fucker. The bitch not only had no idea how to write but had fucked-up abominations in terms of stuff that wasn’t art. It featured fake versions of Leilani, and even worse, the faker had a wife who not only was a horrid cunt, but both were in an open relationship with the fake Bora Bora otter. That was just fucked-up and disgusting on so many levels. Open relationships should never be attempted. Doing one while married broke a sacred vow that should never be trampled on. It showed one didn’t truly love someone, for if they did, they would never, in their right mind, commit such a sin, regardless of marriage or not. Thankfully, the horrid cunt, RH, was dead and never would be heard from again. After all, Leilani never thought of sharing Reno with anyone. The Hawaiian otter would give the death glare at such a notion as the h’otter was all his and only his. Even Kalea wouldn’t do such a thing with Nicholas or Malana regarding Remy.

Finally, the flow of Reno’s seed ceased as both otters regained their breaths. The black-furred male nuzzled and kissed Leilani’s head with affection. “So, how was that?” he whispered in her ear.

The Bora Bora beauty glowed with happiness, nuzzling her head against her love. “That was heavenly dear,” she churred.

Reno’s dick emerged with a loving wet pop, cum oozing out of the h’otter’s tail hole. Leilani was gracefully placed on her feet. The smaller mustelid turned to face the bigger one, wrapping her arms around his neck. Their muzzles got closer as her signature dazzling smile crept onto her face. “I strive to make it so every time,” Reno said, booping his nose against hers with a grin. The male’s arms wrapped around Leilani’s sexy body, bringing her in closer.

His action made the h’otter giggle with joy before she nuzzled him while churring. “You’re amazing, you know that?” Leilani whispered. “I love you so much…”

“So are you dear,” the Hawaiian otter replied, stroking her back. “I love you too.”

The brown-furred beauty’s eyes met his, both pairs sparkling and dancing. The couple met each other’s lips, kissing. But not one filled with need and lust. This was more connecting, one to strengthen their bond and deep love. Five seconds was all it lasted, but all that was needed. The two otters touched foreheads, grinning. “So, you’re not just going to stand around like this, are you?” Leilani asked, already eager for Reno to continue.

The bigger otter chuckled, affectionately kissing her forehead. “You horny rudder butt, you can’t get enough, can you?”

The Bora Bora beauty giggled, kissing the handsome male on the cheek. “With you, I never can,” she cooed. Leilani’s gorgeous green eyes gave him a longing and needy gaze burning with fire. Her voice turned into a moan. “I want you in me…”

“Then, allow me to carry you and grant that wish,” Reno whispered.

The next thing the brown-furred otter registered was her love sweeping her off her feet, carrying her with grace and adoration. “Hey!” Leilani squealed, giggling with joy. Her legs kicked playfully as she wrapped her arms around Reno’s neck.

“Hold on tight,” the Hawaiian native said. Leilani kissed him on the cheek, churring.

“As if you’d let anything bad happen to me,” the h’otter cooed as the male mustelid carried her to the water of the lagoon.

For Leilani, this was someone who could make her happy forever. It was who she truly was and always would be, no matter what. Unlike what some dumb fuck said with different forms of the h’otter if that version would do any disgusting behavior, such as being fucked by the wrong male, female, or participate in a revolving threesome, share, swap, orgy, or anything else, then that wasn’t the real Leilani, but a horrifying fake. The real h’otter would never do that as she knew what true love and loyalty were, things that most didn’t. The Bora Bora native only needed Reno in her life to love and be with forever and for sex. Nothing and nobody, no matter what they said or did, could change that.

Reno made it to the water of the lagoon, but Leilani still did not relent her hold on him. The black-furred male wadded in until the liquid was up to her arms. The h’otter grinned with eagerness and lust. “Follow my lead,” she churred.

“As you wish,” her love replied. The mustelids filled their lung with as much air as possible and sank into the watery depths.

Bubbles floated off the otters as they became submerged. Leilani grinned at Reno, squirming out of his arms and darting away. The bigger male smirked, accepting her challenge to catch her. The black-furred mustelid saw every sexy, naked curve and part of the h’otter, causing his boner to throb and ache with need. Leilani’s gaze noticed his member, awakening a burning ache for Reno to be in her. Her flower already became aroused and wet, needing her love more than anything.

But those intense emotions didn’t stop the otters from their little game of chase. She would kick and swim away whenever Reno thought he had the h’otter. By the look on her face, he knew the beauty would be giggling if this was done on land. But both knew that this wouldn’t last long as the air in their lungs was to be reserved for the sex. Drowning underwater in a moment of passion was a terrible fate. Leilani decided to end this little game so the real fun could begin. She kicked off one of the rocks of the lagoon, tackling Reno in a loving hug. The black-furred male got her face with kisses, holding onto her tight. The two otters found the other’s mouth, exchanging tongue and air as their combined weight allowed them to settle at the bottom of the lagoon.

“Leilani…” Reno moaned in his head, his paws on the beauty’s juicy rudderbutt. Her body was on top.

“I can’t take it anymore; I want you in me Reno,” Leilani moaned in her head. Her right paw found the male’s rod, guiding it towards her entrance. The black-furred otter braced himself, and with a powerful thrust, he entered the beauty.

“AHHHHH! OH GOODDDDSSS!” Leilani screamed in her head. The only thing that came out of her mouth was a burst of bubbles due to trying to yell underwater.

“Ughhh… Fuck, she’s so tight!” Reno moaned in his head. The black-furred male’s grip doubled on her as the thrusting began.

“He’s so big; biggest dick ever!” the beauty exclaimed, loving how it felt with the Hawaiian native in her.

The black-furred otter was right to say Leilani was still so tight as she wasn’t a sex-cum freak that just fucked everyone and everything. Being straight, no female would ever touch her, as it was for the other two otters, Kalea and Malana. Nothing fucked up like toys or tentacles would come the h’otter’s way, like no other female that never belonged on the island, like a white-furred female hellhound who was straight and had her own mate in that green-furred male hellhound. No other male, be it that cunt jungle cat or stupid electric fox, or any of the other males would even touch Leilani. Only Reno would fuck the beauty in her tight holes. As for saying the Hawaiian mustelid had the biggest dick ever was also true, for the Bora Bora otter hadn’t had much sex. Reno was what an absolute stud and male was, not something gross and exaggerated.

The black-furred otter rolled their bodies so Leilani was on her back, touching the lagoon floor. Their eyes met, the blue and green ones alit with fire and passion. Tiny bubbles leaked from their mouths and off their fur. Reno found Leilani’s mouth, their tongues dancing out in the liquid, showing no disgusting lesbian kiss was needed as a mal could do that well, like eating a female out. As the pair made out, the h’otter’s curvaceous legs wrapped around his waist, pinning Reno to her. “My darling, keep going…” she moaned in her head.

His mouth pulled back from hers, only to get her neck with a kiss. “Fuck, she’s just so goddamn beautiful,” he thought. Leilani was everything Reno wanted and needed in his life, just as she only needed him.

The bigger mustelid’s mouth caught her right breast with his teeth, playfully sucking and toying with the nipple as her entrance was stretched to fit every inch of his rod. The h’otter’s mind was blanking out. All other thoughts vanished as all she wanted was this heavenly fucking never to cease. Her arms, legs, and tail wrapped tightly around the male’s body, her grip being one of never to let him go. Now, it was like the Bora Bora native was an octopus, or otterpus, as she affectionately called it. Feeling his love’s limbs wrap around him, Reno switched to her other nipple, giving it the same adoration treatment.

“I swear, Lani’s gotten even tighter,” he thought, feeling the brown-furred otter’s love tunnel tighten on his mammoth of love. The Hawaiian otter felt her love juices beginning to flow, showing how wet Leilani was.

“UGH! OH FUCKKKKKKKK!” the h’otter moaned, arching her back as bubbles leaked out of her open mouth. Her eyes began to roll up due to the sheer pleasure and delight.

Neither otter was sure how long this lasted. Their only indication of time passing was the pressure in their lungs, which changed as the oxygen level depleted. The feeling of needing to surface would be felt when close to empty. Both mustelids were aware of this but kept it in the back of their minds. All that mattered was this moment of raw passion and love, a way to deepen their bond. Especially as this wasn’t a fucked-up disgusting fling, for this was what real sex was. It was something only a pair deeply in love felt, especially when it was done between two beings made to be together forever. For Leilani, Reno was that someone and all she wanted and needed in her life. Threesomes, orgies, and everything else that was fucked-up would never be sought out by the h’otter, for only the black-furred male could give her true pleasures.

Leilani then felt a familiar sensation in her core. She was on top of Reno again, his paws on the beauty’s rudderbutt, and felt her orgasm approaching. The walls of the beauty’s love tunnel tightened on the male’s member that was buried deep. “Oh fuck…!” Leilani gasped in her head. “I’m… I’m gonna cum…!”

“Fuck… I’m not gonna last much longer!” Reno groaned in his head, feeling the throb in his loins that another explosion of seed would happen.

His paws on her rudderbutt ass cheeks tightened, every inch of the male buried deep in her soaked love tunnel. Leilani was able to roll her hips despite the water resistance. Both otters held back as long as possible, but their bodies succumbed to the pleasure. Their explosive orgasms erupted in unison, the two island natives screaming despite being submerged. No sound came out, only two bursts of bubbles from their mouths. Leilani’s love dew gushed out, soaking the massive dong of Reno’s. His otterhood pulsed as rope after rope of sticky, delicious, hot, white cum rushed into the h’otter. Every inch of her womb was marked, the excess leaking out in a cloudy white spot as the Hawaiian native emptied his balls. There was no bulge or cum inflation as such a thing was fucked-up, and retarded, for it never could happen.

Leilani slumped against Reno, flashing a brilliant and satisfied smile on her muzzle. The black-furred male kissed the beauty’s hair and forehead, holding her close in a loving aftercare. Both otters would have loved to stay this way forever. But the need to surface was felt. The pair exchanged nods, understanding the urge. Coming undone, they held paws, kicking up to the surface.

“AHH!” Leilani chirped, feeling the air on her wet face and the blissful rush of oxygen allowed in after holding her breath for so long.

“UGH!” Reno gasped, pleased with how this had gone with her.

The otters took some steady breaths to calm their aching lungs. His blue eyes met her green ones, seeing them sparkle and dance. Leilani grinned, one that screamed satisfaction and adoration. The flush on the h’otter’s cheeks made Reno swear that if there was an emote for the beauty, little hearts would pop around her face. The island natives found each other, limbs tangled in a tender hug. The Bora Bora otter sighed passionately as the male mustelid kissed her head and hair. “How was that you sexy diver girl?” he churred in Leilani’s ear.

“Marvelous as always, my handsome surfer boy,” the beauty chirped back. Their noses booped, causing the pair to giggle.

“Fuck, you’re incredible,” Reno said.

“So are you.” The mustelids met in a tender, wet kiss, as no words could describe the joy they felt and shared.

Coming apart, Leilani lay her head against him, a sigh of contentment issuing from the h’otter. “I love you Reno; I love you so much,” she whispered.

“I love you too Leilani; I love you more than anything,” the Hawaiian native softly replied.

“Although… Can I ask you something, honey?”

“Sure.”

“You do cum so much in me. I know what you said if I accidentally got pregnant with your child, you would stay with me. But, after what we had just now, including what I said earlier about them, are you okay with us having some in the future?”

Reno had no idea if this question had been brewing in the h’otter mind since they began to make love in the lagoon. But he knew the answer, replying without missing a beat. “My dear Leilani, I know how kickass of a team we’ll be as parents. I know you’ll be a wonderful mother. You have a loving, gentle side despite how ferocious you can be. Also, I know you’ll be my beautiful bride someday.”

The Bora Bora otter teared up with happiness, blinking her tears away, glowing with joy. The couple saw that future clearer in their heads one day when they married before Leilani gained a beautiful baby bump. The brown-furred mustelid hugged the black-furred male tight, sighing with contentment. “All of what you said, I would love nothing more than that Reno,” she whispered. “You’re going to be a wonderful father to our pups and a loving husband for me.”

The bigger otter glowed with happiness to hear his love wanted that. “And it won’t be just us,” he added. “I know the same will happen with Remy and Malana, along with Nicholas and Kalea.”

“That would be lovely,” Leilani said, grinning. “I’ll fully support those four if it happens.”

Reno nodded. “Now then, should we stay awhile longer here, or should we take this elsewhere?” he asked.

“I think we should leave.” The h’otter booped her nose against his. “Besides, I know where else we can go to make love again baby.”

The black-furred male grinned. “I’m all for that.” The otters kissed and swam back to dry land. Emerging, the pair matched with the rivers of water running off their naked, wet bodies. The couple found each other’s paws, grabbing their discarded clothing. In the nude, the mustelids made their way to the ocean. Dropping their clothes, the pair divide back into the watery depths, aroused and eager. Leilani and Reno didn’t keep track of the time as they kept making love. They weren’t the only pair to do so, as Malana and Remy had passionate sex elsewhere, just like Kalea and Nicholas too. But no matter the future, all three couples knew they had found the only one for them, and nothing would break them apart.

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Overall, this came out pretty good despite not having written anything related to the Depths or the sea otters. There were some tough spots, as underwater nsfw is more complicated to capture than on dry land. I hope with this, I can slowly produce stories of Kalea but also Malana, as despite having stopped reading the series, I will return to it one day. It’s not just the stories, but I hope to draw the ladies someday, and it certainly looks like art will be a reality.

Speaking of realities, all of this, what I’ve written before, what I’ve attempted to draw, and what I plan for the art when it’s time is to get more of what I want out there. Especially when there is just so much fucked up shit and overdone sexualities too. This is true for the ladies of the Depths. First, all the sexual behaviors are just not who they are. And that’s true for any character, no matter what form. After all, some may say they’re writing veterans (Even if it’s bullshit), for you don’t need to build up an ego to do what you love. And sure, I’m glad people like my stuff, but I don’t do what I do for the likes. I do it because it’s the right thing, not even for money or fame. Yes, believing you’re good is helpful, but you must have the skills to back it up.

That said, you also need to have a solid plan, not throw things in that make no sense, as the Depths has become a fucked-up mess. Not just the out-of-control sex, but the fact things and plots have been thrown in that make no sense, and the horrid stuff the ladies never would do. Even if we’re talking anthro or furry realm, that’s no excuse. That is true for all series, as there has to be a sense of realism and logic that makes sense, or else the story or art is no longer suitable or makes any sense. Even if you can escape reality a little, there must still be a sense of connection.

This is true in what is created as there is just too much fucked-up and out-of-control fucking that shows that is not who characters are and should be. Yes, Leilani and Reno did fuck, but at least they’re deeply in love, not doing it just for hormones or being eye candy. Especially when the horrid shit that has been written involving Leilani that is not sex but just disgusting, horrid abominations. What I find very hypocritical is when a few in particular talk about love and sex but then write about sex that’s anything but that. And then for some reason support the casual shit that shouldn’t be a thing. Especially not in art for females, and sometimes guys, just fucking everyone and everything, which is fucked-up.

No matter what form Leilani takes, this that I’ve written is the real her. Just like with my other loved ones and those I want to help, if they do something that isn’t who they are, no matter who writes or draws, then it’s not the real one but horrid fakes that must be destroyed. Also, she’s not a brat. Instead, she is a beauty, someone who, without, I never would have met Kalea. Even so, I will continue to write, eventually producing art, and working with others, those I trust and can genuinely call friends, helping them so that one day, perhaps, even if many don’t change their minds, future generations can at least see my work and see how things could be.

-Co-lord44.