Shipwrecked on Mermaid Isle Pt. 03

The mermaid knew his cumming was coming as she tasted the promising, teasing ooze of his pre-cum. She had two hands about him now and kept her mouth about four inches of his meat, moving back and forth, slowly teasing him with her powerful sucking action.

His brow was drenched in sweat, his body alive as the burning, boiling sensations of this awesome blow job consumed him. The sailor wanted to hold on, but this was too much. The Queen slowed her oral and pulled off him. As she leaned back to look up at him, a sticky strand of her spit stretched from her tongue to his pole's head. She licked her lips, consuming her own drool and his pre-cum, looked up at him with pleading eyes and begged with just one, desperate word: "Cummmm..."

The Queen was so hungry now; she took his whole tonsil-tickler into her throat and then eased back and forth, slowly, until... With one more yelp, the Sailor's next orgasm slammed across his abdomen, cock and balls; his ejaculation burst up from his bollox to squirt his Queen's wished for cream. The monarch coughed and gasped and gulped as massive spurts of cum emptied into her mouth and throat. She swallowed it all.

Her dreamy eyes met his as she licked up and down his happy prick and his body shuddered in the aftermath of intense orgasms. The Queen stared into his gaze and she smiled broadly; on this wild day, even after gifting him multiple orgasms, she had one more prize for her sailor.

Rising to her feet, the Queen walked to the door of the hut and opened the portal. Beyond, the sailor caught a glimpse of verdant forest, giving way to pale sand, azure water and bright daylight. His ruler stood with her arms open, inviting him to leave the hut. She spoke to him, her words lyrical and alien. While he couldn't decipher her language, her intent was clear. The Queen was ordering the sailor to enter a fucking wonderland; she was inviting him to share his newly enchanted cock and his hot cum with her entire mermaid tribe.

As the possibilities of her invitation filled his mind, his belly tickler grew, ready to orgasm again. With his hard spike leading, the sailor strode from the hut and into the light. He exited with his head reeling; a utopia of spritely pleasures awaited him as scores of young, yearning mermaids, none of whom had ever experienced the hard heat of manhood in their holes, were now his to sexually plunder.

The sailor looked back to his Queen and nodded his head; he was overjoyed to obey her command.