Shipwrecked on Mermaid Isle Pt. 02

The sailor brought one hand to his stretched instrument to pull back his pussy-slicked foreskin. With his cock's head clear, and his closed hand guiding his stiff rod, the sailor leaned again into the Queen's clam, now rubbing his hard member's glans in circular motions against the throbbing nib of the monarch's burning clit.

The friction of his teasing, together with the hedonistic taste of her lover, sent the Mermaid Queen to some rampant, decadent place. Despite being smothered by the blonde's dripping flaps, her lusty moans rang loud.

The blonde, her fanny gushing with sticky girl cum, her clit hard and boiling, writhed above her Goddess' face, her hips gyrating with quick, ecstatic jolts of building orgasm. The golden mermaid's juices stained the Queen's tongue, lips and cheeks, so delectable was her licking.

The sailor's thrilled stiff stick ached to be back in the hot depths of the Queen's cum tunnel. His pleasure was near peaking and he was bursting to splurge hot, sticky wads deep inside her. His whole long poker yearned for the slick, heated, roiling hole of her cupid's pit and he wanted to bury himself in that wet heaven and it's joy giving depths.

He leaned forward to grab up handfuls of her heaving bosom and to tease her hardened nipples with searching fingers. Despite the near-exploding, orgasmic joy of his whistle and bells, his eyes were again caught by the wanton, lurid sights of his Queen's soaked tongue as she luxuriously licked up the flavours of her young harlot servant. The Queen's mouth stretched in smile as the tantalising of her taste buds collided with the shivering ecstasy of her own clit and her first orgasm began to take her.

His sex stalk near succumbed to its own spitting nirvana as he lanced back inside the Queen and her cunt tightened further still. He felt the heat and hardness of her clit above the renewed gushing of her juices as, despite his size, he raced in and out of her quivering lust tunnel.

Before him, he saw the blonde grinding her sopping snatch harder and harder still onto the Queen's mouth; the Lady's tongue was lost in juicy depths as she strained for the slick strokes that would unleash her servant's joy.

One more long lick, the Queen's tongue drawing slowly across the blonde's love button, and the young mermaid lost herself to a delirious orgasm. The toned cheeks of her taut ass rippled with blissful tremors, her hips arched up as she sprayed girl cum across the Queen's lips and chin.

The Monarch's release, on the heels of her lover's, was heralded by a wild, tittering shriek and the sailor felt soaking, boiling waves of slut slick cream the lengths of his still lancing sex staff.

So long from cock lane, he valiantly dreamed he could hold on to his wad, to slip even longer between the Queen's puffy labia. In and out of pink he probed as he watched the blonde twist towards him, her gorgeous face dripping with sex sweat. She leaned forward, her breasts heaving against the Queen's taut stomach, as her mouth hungrily probed for his stiff.

The blonde brought her gorgeous face forward, her aquamarine eyes mesmerised as his rise slipped in and out of her Queen's dark draped pouter.

The sailor pulled back, his veiny pole slicked with the Queen's spring juices, and the golden topped mermaid stretched out the fingers of her right hand to grasp about the swollen shaft of his tosser. She eased his tip out of her mistress' snatch and then tracked her lusting tongue along his eight thick inches.

The sailor moaned and cried out as he was seized by ecstasy when the young blonde ran her wet tongue along the throbbing blue, purple veins that criss-crossed the length of his long, stiff tosser.

He shifted his hips forwards, then backwards, gliding his hard charger across her tongue and the blonde siren savoured the flavour of her Queen's sex, together with the oozing taste of his near popping goolies.

The blonde's mouth was warmed with hungry lust as she sucked with abandon on his surging spike. Her filled lips parted and the sailor's drik slid into her lustful mouth; she took him deep and did all she could to twist her semen hungry tongue about him.

With his knackers near boiling, the sailor pulled out past the blonde's salivating lips and pressed forward once more, easily parting the Queen's twisted, sodden pubes and diving deep again and again into her pink cunt.

The bubbling, engulfing warmth of the Queen's mantrap enveloped his tube in roiling, blissful heat; the sensations cresting a penultimate wave of poker-long ecstasy.

This was the final, full press of his enormous hard-on; the Queen wailed as she came again and the sailor's last surge twisted its way up his hard pointer. At the wild sound of his maniacal roar, the first shot of hot, white jism burst out of his divider's tip and into the sex tunnel of his slutty monarch.

The head of the sailor's spitting ramrod was just inside the Queen's hot box as his boiling spurts of semen sprayed out. At speed, he pulled his splurging, stiff serpent from her burrow and many gilded strands of his white cum splooged across her deep pink, fleshy fanny and into the soddened curls of her dark pubes.

"Cum! Cum!" the Queen squealed as his hot goo sprayed into her moss and up onto her roiling abdomen, pooling like hot cream about her belly button.

The sailor was bellowing as his bloated bawbles sent their final semen squirts into her twisted brush. The Queen was still screaming in her own ecstasy as he used the fading hardness of his spraying divider to slide again, a last time, in and out of her Royal minge. He came again, the last of his cream bursting around the lips of her dripping gyvel, as well as around his easing shaft while he pulled back.

He drew out between her wet bits, his lover's stick fading, and stared down at the flared lips of her cock-savaged cunt: its pink was lashed with glistening dollops of his sperm load. He eased from his knees and onto the floor, his smile wide as he drew quick, staggered breaths.

The Queen's own breathing quickened again as the blonde crawled along the floor, down towards the spread legs of the cum stained Mermaid monarch. She dipped her head reverentially, her starving tongue lolling out, and she brought her mouth onto her mistress' horn stretched ding.

The Queen's moans were near instant as the blonde licked up and down her pink charm's lips, scooping up strands of the sailor's cum from between flared cunny lips and beneath matted, curly, dark pubic curls. With her tongue deep in the Queen, the blonde's moans were muted, but her Highness' orgasmic cries were not.

The sailor watched on, eyes near busting from their sockets, as the blonde tongued her Queen's Venus, taking long, lingering licks and savouring the musky taste of her pussy and the creamy, salty flavour of his splooge.

The blonde was near lost in her own nirvana as she spent moments slaking her sex thirst, thanks to the wetness of her Queen's clam and his gooey cum.

His eyes flared as the blonde sucked the remaining strands of his semen out from the mess of the Queen's dark, curled moss and into her mouth. Without swallowing his otherworldly taste, the blonde came up onto her knees and shuffled to the head of her Queen, who still lay on her back. The Queen sensed what her lover was up to, gave off a girlish giggle, shouted the word "Cum!" and then they both did something he had never seen before.

The blonde, whose abdomen was spasming in orgasm at the sailor's taste, parted her lips and a sticky white ball of his cum, mixed with the juices of the Queen's quim, dribbled out of her mouth... The Queen squealed, but the sound was cut short as long strands of still hot jism slipped from the blonde's lips onto the Queen's waiting tongue.

He could have sworn that the Queen came again at the taste of his semen, her hips bucking as the blonde drizzled out his sauce from between her lips. Their tongues, lathered in his ejaculate, twined together and their moans rose to a deafening crescendo.

The Queen and her blonde servant kissed for long minutes until the last taste of his sperm was swallowed. The Queen still lay on her back as the blonde kissed her and rubbed her own breasts and hard nipples against her monarch's heaving chest.

Lying on the floor, the Queen looked over to the sailor, her eyes wide with hope of more screwing. But, as on the beach, his cock was now a fuck beggar, flat and tired from such epic sexual escapades.

The Queen opened her cum slicked lips and spoke to her blonde lover, the words alien, musical and filled with mystique. The blonde nodded and made an odd gesture, as though she was tracing some arcane sigil in the air, and rose to her feet. The gilt-haired mermaid strode from the hut and the sailor was left alone with his Siren Queen, and with the weird, near frightening, feeling that something mystical was afoot...

THE END.