A Sinking Ship [closed to Asobininryochan]

[vitasenzaamore]

Ansel had never been so afraid in his entire life. He was a young sailor on a sinking ship. The storm was of a magnitude he had never seen before and the ship had been struck by lightning and battered by waves. It wasn't strong enough to withstand the abuse and it had begun taking on water. He didn't know where the rest of the crew was. He could hear a few shouts, but the thunder and the roar of the ocean itself was too loud to pinpoint their locations. Not that being tossed about on waves would have allowed that anyway.

His arms had grown weary and his normally chestnut hair was almost black in the midst of the storm and the saltwater that dripped from the ends. His eyes were closing and he was trying to convince himself to keep moving, to keep his head above water. But every time he got a mouth full of brine, he gave up a little more. Eventually, the waves closed over the young man's head and he began to sink.

 

[Asobininryochan]

Marisol swam to the handsome, young man sinking to the bottom of the ocean. Not wanting to have such a beautiful creature consumed by the denizens of the deep, the mermaid rescued the poor soul, and breathed air into his lungs. He coughed as they emerged in the middle of a hurricane. Forced to swim on the surface, she slowly led him to a deserted island when the eye of the hurricane hovered over the pair.

With little time left before the storm resumed her fury, she entered the sea cave and hoped to Poseidon that the hurricane not flood this refuge. After depositing him on dry land, Marisol wanted to keep him warm, and his soaked clothes only brought him closer to Pluto’s realm. Thus, she threw his torn garments into the water. With some effort, she lifted her body from the sea and lay next to the unconscious sailor.

While hugging the sleeping mariner, her hand instinctively found his penis, which she eagerly stroked to an erection. Debating on whether to let him spend, Marisol concluded that cumming might keep him warm. Therefore, she kept massaging his boner, kissing him while her hard nipples pressed into his lovely chest….

 

[vitasenzaamore]

The young sailor had lost consciousness at some point in the depths and was unaware of anything that happened to him until he was startled awake by a curiously cool hand around his cock. The person, woman he surmised by the breasts pressed against his chest, was also hugging him closely and it was warding off the chill that threatened to consume him. He moaned, both because he was waking, as well as because her hand on him felt incredibly good. He was not as experienced with women as some of the other sailors had been (or had at least bragged about), but he knew a willing woman when he saw one.

Her mouth was on his and as his blue eyes came open, he could see that she was wet too. So it had not been a dream. His ship had really gone down and somehow this lovely woman had rescued him. He gave her a small smile and put a hand in her hair, drawing her back from his mouth so he could ask her a question. "Who are you?" His other hand went to her hand on his cock and cause it to pause. It was too difficult to speak when she was touching him so deliciously. "Is this heaven?" Where else would a drowned man be revived with a hand job?

 

[Asobininryochan]

“Hush,” whispered Marisol as she placed a finger on his lips. Seeing that her hand might not produce sufficient warmth to revive his vitality, she then proceeded to kiss her way down his chest. She rubbed her cheeks on the soft down that covered his person and she tickled his belly button with her tongue as she lowered her face toward his loins.

When her mouth reached his manhood, she blew softly on his erection, causing his male member to twitch from the unexpected stimulus. Parting her lips, she swallowed his cock, hungrily consuming his phallus as he earnestly attempted to make him spunk in her fellating orifice. Withdrawing his foreskin to expose his knob, Marisol suckled on his glans while her hands jerked his pulsing shaft. After licking the pre-cum leaking out of his prick, she continued stroking his penis with her hands as she answered his queries:

“My name is Marisol,” she replied while one hand cupped and fondled his balls. “Alas,” she added as she nestled his cool cock in her cleavage, “this is not Elysium… for you are still alive, sailor.”

 

[vitasenzaamore]

"You saved me?" he croaked. He'd watched her descend his body, leaving a trail of warmth that produced shivers from him. Her mouth on his cock had felt good and if she had continued instead of popping off to nestle him in her cleavage, he might have come. He reached down to brush some of her wet hair away from her face and pushed up onto his opposite elbow. "I'm Ansel," the young man said, offering her another warm smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Marisol."

It was then that he looked past her chest to her lower half curled on the hard ground and realized that she was half fish. His eyebrows shot up and he looked between her face and her tail for a moment, trying to wrap his head around the idea. He'd heard rumors and tales of the denizens of the deep, but he had never imagined he would encounter one. In fact, he'd thought they were just stories with no truth to them whatsoever. "You're... you're not going to eat me, are you?" Because more than one of those tales had mentioned the mermaids dragging their victims to the bottom of the ocean to devour them.

 

[Asobininryochan]

“Your seed,” she replied in between licks that caused his manhood to quiver, “at least.” Marisol then continued to use her mouth: taking the length of his virile member – until her countenance touched the hair that covered his loins.

“It tastes very good,” immediately she stopped addressing the sailor and devoted her time to making him climax. Her hands worked with her mouth; tugging his shaft while she licked and sucked to extract his delicious emission. Fondling his scrotum, Marisol also employed her generous bosom to coax his cum out of his balls. Her nipples grazed his inner thighs while the soft flesh of her breasts cradled his shivering timber.

Perhaps his fear prevented him from spending, Marisol mused as the tip of her tongue licked the area underneath his dome. Since she needed her mouth to speak, the mermaid quit fellating the human and pulled herself so that her face met Ansel’s beautiful visage.

While kissing his gorgeous lips, she guided his penis inside her vagina. She worked the passage of her sex – gently milking him – softly urging him to release his essence as she broke her kiss and declared:

“I’m not going to eat you,” she confessed as the mermaid pressed her buxom chest against his heaving frame, “but I would like to baby, if you don’t mind helping me….”