I: THE MAIDEN OF THE SEA
When Ariel emerged from the water she took a moment to test out her new legs. She stumbled and fell into the water, blowing her bangs out of her face in a huff. So focused on getting the hang of her new life, Ariel didn’t realize the prince lurking behind a rock nearby.
She was cute, Eric had decided. He vaguely wondered how she had gotten into the water naked without causing a spectacle. But thought faded away into nothingness as she moved her hair to the side and he caught sight of her ample breasts and perfectly round nipples delicately placed at the center.
His eyes wanted to wander but he had to hold at least some sort of respect for the maiden of the sea. How could he take advantage of her in this state? She didn’t even appear to know where she was. Eric couldn’t imagine this woman stumbling off to have sex in the ocean and being so far gone she simply slept there.
He made a move to address her when she stood and he realized she was more than topless, she was naked. Her pussy bare for all the world to see.
Eric’s lips parted as he licked them hungrily. How had he not seen her staring out his window last night? A maiden so fair all the stars paled in comparison. But the redhead wasn’t just beautiful, she was fucking hot.
A naked woman on the beach in broad daylight was every man’s fantasy. His trousers became tented and a hand fell down to conceal his arousal from the prying eyes of the crab perched on a rock beside the girl. “Damn.” He muttered to himself, lowly.
Ariel hoisted herself onto a rock and collapsed, legs spread and breasts dropping over her toned stomach. Eric bit his lip in frustration as he began to softly rub himself over the loose fabric of his dark pants. She was practically teasing him. He groaned lowly.
Oh, fuck it. He thought, pushing the waistband of his pants so they were just low enough for his solid cock to spring free.
He could bend her over and fuck her so well. So damn good. Her hair, her gorgeous long red locks. How amazing would it feel to wrap them around his rough fingers and yank it back so hard that her face would find his.
The prince threw his head back, leaning against the boulder behind him for support. Just holding his hand around his cock gave him so much relief. He couldn’t make himself orgasm, she’d hear it and think him a creep. And a woman like that has probably had her fair share of creeps wandering after her.
He risked a glance from his hiding place. Spread out for him like a feast on Thanksgiving day, she glistened in the sun. Whether it was perspiration or merely ocean water he did not know. But it was close enough.
Her finger lazily circled her nipple as she frowned in thought. How good the rough pad of his tongue would feel on that nipple. A drop of ocean water ran down her clit, hitting her right where it mattered. She squirmed and giggled, she thrust into the air in surprise and closed her legs, a hand over her most important part.
This, to Eric, was even better than her previous position. He could get a good look at her with her hand to her pussy to help aid his problem downstairs. How often did she touch herself, he wondered. Twice a week, four times a day?
“God I want to fuck you.” He whispered to himself. And it was true. She had to be the sexiest girl he’d ever seen. “I want to just ram my cock into your sweet cunt, darling.” Speaking eased the pain, he supposed.
It was like he was talking to her, talking to a fair maiden on her knees with his throbbing dick looming over her face. Suddenly, she began to inspect herself, holding the lips of her pussy open wide, peering into it like it was some sort of thingamabob that could be kept in a drawer. She used both of her hands to pry open her pussy lips and that was when the Prince got a real look at her.
She was tight, the hole there only being the size of her own pinky. He secretly hoped she would measure the size of her opening with them, then he’d have a real sight to see. He didn’t realize it but his hand slowly began to trail up and down his shaft.
Ariel was tentative with her newfound lady parts. She was almost scared they might break. If she touched her nipple too much would it fall off? Would her downstairs lips get stuck shut?
Why do I have these? She tugged at one of her nipples, biting her lip in the most innocent but seductive way possible. From his hiding spot, Eric officially gave in.
He was going to fuck his hand to the image of this naked girl tugging at her nipples and toying with her cunt. He was just fucking going to. “I want to cum for you, baby. I’m going to cum so fucking hard. Play with your clit, play with your clit for me. Play with your clit for me, please.”
As if she heard him Ariel began to touch herself, which caused Eric to slow his pace, wanting to soak up every minute of this most glorious sight. What do you do? She flicked the bud of nerves on her nipple and immediately felt the effects.
She let out a low moan and let her head fall back. It felt so nice. So nice in fact, that she decided to try it again, but on both nipples at the same time. “God damn princess, yes. Toy with yourself.”
Oh, my. She breathed. A single strum ran through her vagina and she cupped it, scared she’d hurt something in herself. Eric whined in protest as she stopped her slow assault on her body.
“No no no. Don’t stop. My cock is pounding for you, maid. Let me see you touch yourself.” Ariel dipped a finger inside herself and frowned at the liquid that coated it. And on a whim, she decided to taste it.
She hummed in response and smiled. Of course, the former mermaid had no idea that what she was doing was erotic. She especially had no idea that someone was getting off on watching her do it. She sat up straighter, wanting to see where exactly the strange substance was coming from.
When she did, her bare pussy brushed against the jagged edges of the rocks. And she loved it. What was that strange sensation? And why did it feel so good?
Eric began thrusting into his hand as Ariel slowly moved her pussy along the rock. The crab had moved long ago and was somewhere wandering the ocean floor and for that he was thankful. He stepped out of hiding but she still did not see him.
One hand flew to her hair, holding it up and the other hand cupped her breast, feeling the contours of her nipple once more. With closed eyes, she sped up the movements of her hips.
“I want you to do that on my face.” He said aloud. The princess was a mewing, moaning mess in front of him. Her pussy lips folding over themselves, then spreading out again with her movements.
Arms stiffened as she leaned forward and moved to the edge of the rock, rubbing herself even harder and letting out many audible gasps as she felt a corner of the rock dive into her like a swimming pool. Her ass was shoved into the air and Eric thrust his hips forward to match them.
He was offering himself to her like a fresh lollipop but her eyes were closed so he didn’t even see it. “Come over and suck my dick.” He whispered to himself. Those pink, bubblegum colored lips parted, releasing some of the most delectable sounds as she continued pleasuring herself to the same beat as his thrusts.
Eric released himself onto the sand, thick ropes of semen bursting from his rod and onto the sand. Some say it was a pile but to Eric, it was average. Using his boot, Eric kicked sand over top of the white liquid. No one could see him like this. It was wrong. Wrong on so many levels.
He couldn’t leave now, not as the princess was nearing her orgasm. No, he was committed now. He had to watch. He walked around the side of the rock to get a real look at what was going on down there.
Bubbly dribbles of cum coated the side of the rock, fleeing the erotic scene into the depths of the ocean as they escaped her beat red opening. She would have screamed, had she had her voice.
It felt so good she couldn’t stop herself as she moved her hand down, adding to her pleasure. She gripped her lips and held them to the side so she could feel the full effect of what was happening to her body for the very first time in her life.
My god, this feels good. I only wish father could be here to experience it with me. She began bouncing on the corner of the rock, letting it stretch and penetrate her as she finally came.
Her pussy spat out juices and throbbed wildly as she fell off the back of the rock and into the soft sand for what felt like the umpteenth time that day. Her hair fell in front of her face and she quickly moved it out of the way as Eric finally shoved his cock into his pants.
The bastard was rock hard again.
She squeaked realizing that someone was there. She wondered if he had seen it. Had he seen the way she had touched herself? Father had always made her put on her seashell bra before going outside, saying it was bad to be seen without one. Yet hers was nowhere to be found.
Perhaps she had lost it somewhere on her way to the surface, the swim up had been a quick one, it was entirely possible.
“Hello.” He spoke with a smile. That voice. It was indeed the voice of the prince she had come to find. Internally she squealed.
She opened her mouth to speak but found herself unable because of the witch’s spell. No voice, no talking. Suddenly two words floated through her mind. Body language.
She stood on the rock and opened his legs to him, she was still wet. Small pulses rocked her lips as Eric appreciated the view. He smiled and came towards her. Hesitantly he leaned forward and licked a stripe from the edge of her pussy to the end of her stomach.
She shivered at the touch and gripped his shoulders as he worked to clean her with only his tongue. “Yummy.” He said, pushing her legs closed once he had finished.
“Let’s go back to my castle.” He suggested suddenly. The princess nodded eagerly and stood quickly, forgetting about how her legs were practically made of jello and she fell into his arms.
“Here.” He said, grabbing a nearby boat cover to put over her body. “I’ll carry you.” He picked her up and allowed her to wrap her legs around his waist. Someday, I’ll fuck you in this position. That pussy will be mine.
He buried his head in between her breasts for a moment and she ground on the hard bulge settled between his legs. “We’re going to get along swimmingly.” He told her with a knowing smirk.
Ariel relaxed in his arms as he carried her off to his palace and her new life. Already, she loved the human world more than her sea life. In all her years of being a mermaid never had it felt so orgasmic.