Mermaids Rescue

"I'm Helena," said the one on the right, "and this is Sandra. Pleased to meet you Trent. I'm glad to hear you enjoyed the fish. We saw your wreck and figured you could probably use the help." He nodded to Sandra when she was introduced, taking note that she seemed to be the younger of the two as well. Trent also took note of some strange skin folding upon the sides of their necks, wondering at what could have caused it but pushing the thought off for the time being.

"So, ummm, sorry to be blunt but is there a chance I could then come to your village?" He had been dying to ask since seeing the women and his hopes had been steadily building since the conversation had started but as soon as he saw the awkward look on Helena's face he knew the answer.

"It's...complicated," she responded, "I guess it's best if I show you." With that she was behind him and as he blinked at the speed he felt something slide up his leg and looked down, eyes going wide as he viewed a large fluke where Helena's feet should have been. "We're not...well human exactly. Kind of an offshoot I suppose you could say. Either way, you wouldn't survive coming to where we normally reside."

"I...I suppose not then," as he took in the reality of what the two girls were. The thing that amused him a bit was that his cock seemed to strain even more at it, why he wasn't sure all he knew is that it somehow felt kind of good when her fluke brushed against it. When his attention turned for a moment in front of him, he realized that Sandra had moved closer up to him. "So if I may be so bold as to ask, what is it that you two would like with me?" He tried his best to hide the quiver in his voice but it was there, concern over what he'd gotten himself into.

"Well..." Sandra slipped up to him, inches away from his front and lifted a hand to slide a finger through the bit of chest hair, "Despite what your legends may say we're not interested in doing harm to you. Instead we thought perhaps you would become some sort of a play partner for us. We've heard stories of others who have gotten the company of human men and are a bit keen to try it ourselves, if you're willing of course and it does seem that you are." She looked down at his length with a grin.

His eyes screwed shut for a moment out of surprise at what had just happened, it was like living out of a bad sea story and yet it was very real indeed. They were admittedly rather forward with their intentions, well if they weren't saying it to lure him into a trap. That thought was banished rather quickly, excusing it with the fact that at the moment he was in their element and could presumably kill him at their leisure, or it was his cock talking, but he'd rather believe the excuse. When his eyes opened Helena had joined Sandra and both were currently bobbing in front of him, "So erm, I have to ask, how exactly did you plan to do this? I mean it's not like it seems the plumbing is compatible."

The girls laughed and Sandra squealed for a moment at his question before she piped up, "Well there's a few things that could be done that we've witnessed human women do to their male companions on the beach before that doesn't involve that plumbing. Anything else well, you might just be surprised, but we'll come to that cross current when we get there. At first though, if you're okay with it, we'd just like to ummm, touch it." She glanced down to emphasize what it was.

"Oh, well umm, of course, I suppose so." Within a couple of seconds he had two pairs of hands reaching over, just caressing over his currently semi-hard member and scrotum. There were a lot of things going through his mind, everything from shock that mermaids did exist to the fact that their soft caresses were quite enjoyable. He listened to them giggle and banter on about how he actually had hair upon his body, just then realizing the only hair on their bodies was atop their heads.

When Helena licked her lips and glanced to Sandra, commenting "I'm going to give it a try," Trent felt his hopes skyrocket. The petting had been nice but after a few minutes it was starting to feel like a bit of a tease. True to his hopes, she dived under the water and curled around his legs, her lips meeting the tip of his cock and then taking a couple of inches into her mouth he felt a soft suction. Sandra sidled up to him, smiling, "We watched a human woman do this to a man on the beach and he kept telling her to suck on it. I hope she's doing ok and that maybe you would let me give it a try later as well." She leaned up and gave him a soft kiss, instinctively he wrapped his arms around her back and held her in the kiss.

One of his hands crept up and gently cupped her small tit, thumb playing softly with the large nipple. Looking down for a moment he mused about how things had so rapidly changed, a week ago he feared for his life and now he was being blown by a gorgeous mermaid while making out with her friend, things could be a whole lot worse if that was how life was going to go. With that thought in mind, he leaned over and took one of those large nipples in his mouth, sucking hard and caressing it with his tongue.

He'd guessed right that despite always being exposed to the elements, Sandra's nipples were about as sensitive as a normal woman's and was rewarded with her body shivering into a small orgasm. By the time that happened, Helena had managed to work a little more than half of his cock into her mouth and was bobbing gently with her tongue pressed up against the bottom, having discovered on accident that he really enjoyed that. He looked up at Sandra and for a moment blushed, "erm ummm, when I umm cum where best should I let it go?"

His blush got a bit brighter when she giggled at his question. "You may release your seed in our mouths. We have seen that human men seem to prefer to do this when receiving oral pleasure and are ready for it." She rubbed up against him a bit, "You may also release it on my chest and you may slide your...what do you call it? Oh yes, cock, prick, or dick, between Helena's breasts and coat her face in your seed. Sex, for our kind, is something we embrace." He felt her wrap her forefinger and thumb around the base of his cock and she cooed in his ear as she felt his cum surge past her fingers and into her companion's mouth, "Mmm, I hope you give me an offering nearly this big when it's my turn."

When Helena finally surfaced, she licked her lips and grinned at Sandra, "It's a bit saltier than the ocean but not overbearing. I like the way he feels in my mouth, warm and cozy, explains why they seem to like doing it to their men. And it would seem that he found your chest is quite fun to play with." She pointed at a small hickey he'd left next to her nipple.

He leaned over and gave Helena a soft kiss, "Thank you." Slowly he leaned back in the water and just floated in the warm lagoon surf while each girl took a side and cuddled up to him. Yes, life was looking up indeed, so what if they were mermaids, they were pleasant company and he rather appreciated the straight forwards nature they had towards sex and it seemed to flow over into their lives.

Over the next week he met with the duo each night, enjoying a tryst with them and then a quiet float in the lagoon waters. He realized both gave head to match their personalities, Helena was bolder and always willing to implement new techniques while Sandra was a bit more forceful and most likely could suck a golf ball through a garden hose if she put her mind to it. Most nights the girls were satiated with making him cum once, save the night that Helena allowed him to fuck her tits and cum all over her face, that night Sandra insisted getting to feel a fresh load upon her face as well. He grinned at that memory and wondered what was to occur in the night ahead.

He gave each a soft kiss to greet them then leaned back upon his heels, settling into a half crouch with the water up to his chin. Their evening chats had evolved, first from discussing the varying cultures between merfolk and humans into more personal thoughts and occasionally dabbled into the sciences. Trent had found that both were remarkably intelligent and highly interested in all things to do with science and engineering, grasping the concepts readily. It surprised him, considering how their lifestyle sounded simple and almost like stereotypical small town island life.

Eventually desires overcame the conversation and he found himself being stroked by both ladies. Helena whispered in his ear, "We were wondering if you would be willing to try something new. Would you be willing to try to mate with Sandra? I would float under your back and help keep your head up while she slips atop of you and guides you in like dolphins mate. There are a set of scales different than the others in the front and she will help you enter her." He looked over at Sandra, noting the hopeful yet worried look upon her face. "Are you sure this will work?" Helena just nodded to him.

He moved to rest against Helena, her arms wrapping around him and cradling him against her soft bosom. Slowly Sandra slid her way up him, pausing to give his cock a soft lick, then working her way up to rest where her arse would be against his hip. She gently grasped his member and guided the tip towards her body. He watched as when the tip pressed against her several scales parted to reveal an opening. His arms came up to her chest to gently hold her as she rolled and wiggled to work him within her tight, wet, hot hole. She sunk him right up to the hilt within her and settled against him, just breathing hard. "Ummm ooo I could get used to this," Sandra whispered and grinned to Helena, "You're going to love this feeling. It's tricky but worth it."

They worked out a way between the three of them, with Helena pushing a bit from the bottom and Trent using the hold he had around Sandra's torso, he was able to slide in and out of Sandra's tight hole. Once inside he found the feeling to be the same as a human woman's pussy, warm and comforting and being sandwiched between the two made the sensation even more pleasurable to the point where he was almost disappointed when his orgasm struck and he filled the merwoman's waiting womb with his cum.

They rocked for a bit in the open water, just having enjoyed the moment together. Sandra pouted a bit when it finally came time for her to disengage and slowly she slipped off of him. Helena held her lower lip between her teeth and looked up at him hopefully, "Is there a chance you think you could do that again? Like you did the other night? I...it would be appreciated greatly." As if she really had to ask, but it did help keep him throbbing hard.

As before he was laid gently on his back, this time using Sandra as sort of a cushion and snuggling up against her. He accepted Helena into his arms as she settled down upon his cock, letting her take her time to get comfortable. She had wanted it to go slower, easier than Sandra did and so the trio drifted in the water, rocking with the waves grinning the couple of times that Sandra came from having her nipples rub against his bare back. Helena grasped both Trent and Sandra tight as she felt herself being filled with his cum. They continued to quietly drift in the water into the late night.

Come morning Trent woke to the feeling of water lapping at his feet and realized that they must have all drifted off to sleep in the water. Opening his eyes he was surprised to see Sandra still lying next to him and jumped up to get ready to return her to the water lest she dehydrate too much, right up until he realized her fluke was now a pair of long, toned legs. A gasp from behind him caused him whip around just in time to hear Helena exclaim, "Sandra, wake up! Wake up! We're mated!" Trent's jaw just dropped as that phrase could have meant all sorts of things.

It took the girls a little while to explain the situation, that is after the both of them had their chances to run along the beach just to see if it was as fun as it had looked. As they took turns explaining, there were very few mermen that were born and so most mermaids had taken to mating with human men. The majority did so more along the manner that the duo had, by befriending stranded sailors though a few had lured and entrapped the men which led to all the legends sailors told each other. When a mermaid had mated she gained the ability to transform her fluke into a pair of legs, though only for a couple of hours a day and she had to keep hydrated. They had theorized that this was an adaptation to make mating with humans easier. Due to the difficulties in finding suitable partners, and those who'd loved the sea were much preferred, their society had come to accept the idea of two or three mermaids joining together to find a mate. The comment of mating didn't necessarily mean that they were with child but more that they had intercourse with a male, of course that meant that Trent was now put on the spot.

They further went to explain that the men that had mated with the mermaids had a choice, he could either choose to return with them to the village which was on a small island or live as partners or they would do what they could to help him find his way to rescue. Trent scratched his head, truth be told he didn't have much to return home to, some family but like was becoming more typical these days, they weren't close. He'd also become fairly attached to these two women, who in a lot of ways were more genuine than many of the people he'd known otherwise. A bonus was living a more simple life in a tropical island setting, which was its own bonus and one that he'd been getting quite accustomed to. As he looked at the two hopeful faces, he knew what his decision would be.

The girls had both transformed back to their normal figure to tow the makeshift raft back to their island. He'd first been very curious as to how the heck they kept the island off of the radar so to say, but all things considered he figured it best to find that out later. Instead he just watched the shiny rears of the two women he was more or less now mated to as they swam along. Supposedly later there would be a ceremony in the village, something akin to a wedding ceremony for humans but a bit more lax.

The island itself had a number of canals carved into its surface, presumably to minimize time spent transformed and to allow the unmated ease of transit. The girls took him to their place, once they'd decided to work together they had moved in to get used to each other. Inside he found smaller versions of the outside canals, yet the place was also setup for anyone who walked. They showed him around the small residence, saving the bedroom for last.

Inside Sandra turned and grinned to him, "So uh, we do have one request of you." She climbed out of the water, having already switched to legs, and laid down on a grass mat, spreading her thighs, "What is it they say? Ohhhh yes...eat me." He just laughed, it was only fair for all the head he'd gotten in the lagoon and joined her on the mat, guiding her to kneel over his head while he laid upon his back. Fingers grasped her muscular ass and he dived right into her waiting pussy. It wasn't long until Helena took advantage of the situation and buried his cock deep inside of her.

The trio fucked into the late night hours, trying all sorts of positions both with legs and as the night progressed, with tails. They figured out a comfortable way to intertwine with each other in their home, where it wasn't absolutely necessary to have one on the bottom to support him through the act but all agreed they'd rather it be a group effort when possible.

By the time the moon was getting ready to set the girls were finally satiated enough to sleep. He crawled onto the grass mat and set himself up with a pillow, turning so that he could watch the two as he drifted off to sleep. It took a surprisingly long time for him to pass out, his mind caught in the thought of how his life had changed and as he looked at the two cuddled together in their sleep he smiled. This was much, much better than laying on the beach in San Diego just watching the women at play.