The Mermaid

Female Reader x Female Monster

You’ve been coming to the beach nearly every day now. After work and all day on the weekends. You’ve been painting and sketching more than you ever have, you had gone through an art block ages ago and now suddenly the gates were open again. You had found this beach one day when your car broke down and you walked away from it to keep yourself calm. You came upon this little, secluded area behind the rocks and you felt something almost like an awakening.

You’ve been coming so much you’ve started to notice subtle changes around you. You’ve been finding beautiful stones that have been polished and shined, small trinkets that have washed ashore. You even found several pearls that you keep as lucky charms.

One day after a particularly long painting session, you set your things away and strip off your clothes. No one ever comes around here, and you’ve been here long enough to know, so you feel safe stripping naked and diving into the waters.

The ocean feels so good on your sun-baked skin, and the sound of the waves is relaxing. As you dive into the waters you feel as if something is touching you. You go back to the surface and look around, seeing nothing. You dive under again, feeling something like hands on your again so you get out of the water and dry off.

The next day you come back with goggles, just in case in you need to see underwater today. You finish your work up and then you strip down again, going into the waters and diving deep. You swim for awhile, nothing touches you this time. So you decide it was just a fish swimming by or even just some stupid seaweed. But as you’re floating on the surface you feel something squeeze your ass so you dive into the waters and see it.

The long glittering tail swishes away and it hides behind a rock. It peers out slowly, wide dark eyes looking at you before it ducks behind the rock again. You pull up to catch your breath and your heart is racing. There actually was something down there. You swim closer towards the rock it was hiding behind and you see its hands on the rock as it pulls itself above the water. You still as its rests there, both of your looking at one another.

It smiles at you and you swim closer, taking their webbed hand it pulls you up and kisses you, their long tongue pushing into your mouth before they pull back. They’re beautiful and your breath is taken for a moment.

“Hello,” you manage to gasp out after the shock of the kiss.

“Hi,” it whispers and pushes your wet hair away from your face.

“Who are you?” You ask, looking at her long tail and back to her eyes. She’s fairly human shaped, a few things about them definitely not human. Their wide eyes and mouth, the thick gills on their neck. Her lips are a deep purple, nearly black, her skin a shimmering lavender with scales up to her elbows and around her face and neck. Her hair is more tentacle than hair. You notice as well their full breasts, her nipples dark and hard. You blush a bit looking at them and look back at her face.

“I’m an admirer,” she responds, her voice soft and gentle. “I’ve been watching you paint on this beach and I’ve been trying to get your attention.”

“The gifts,” you gasp.

She nods and smiles, “you’re so beautiful when you work, I can’t help but watch you,” she leans in to kiss again and you’re so taken you let her. You meet her kiss, touching her waist as she presses close to you, your breasts squishing together as she moans softly against you.

She sighs softly as she pulls away, “Will you still come back?” She asks, her voice small and nervous, “even if I’m here?”

You nod slowly, touching her cheek. “Of course I’ll come back. I’d be a terrible person if I didn’t.”

She grins, showing off rows of sharp teeth behind her full lips. “That makes me very happy.”

You kiss her again before saying your goodbyes, your heart hammering excitedly for the next day. You return to the beach and she comes above the water to greet you, sitting on a rock as you paint and meeting you in the waters when you’re finished.

She kisses you and murmurs sweetly to you, touching your bare skin and petting your hair. She takes you out into the ocean, helping you to dive deep and showing you wonders you had never seen before. Your heart breaks when you have to go, kissing her lovingly and promising to return. She pouts and begs you not to go, gripping onto your hands.

“I’m so lonely when you go. Why won’t you stay with me?” You see tears rolling down her cheeks.

“I’ll freeze to death if I stay in the water,” you murmur gently. “I don’t want to leave, I’m having too much fun with you.”

“Only fun?” She whispers, touching your lips.

“No…not just…” you blush and kiss the tip of each finger until she comes in for another kiss. She wraps her arms around you and moans into your mouth. You feel her press in close, her soft breasts pushing against yours. You hold her waist and pet up her back, kissing her more until she pulls back and kisses your cheek and neck.

“I love you,” she whimpers. “I can’t bear to part with you.”

You kiss her again, stroking her soft cheek, “I feel the same,” you cup her cheeks in her hands and she smiles softly.

“Please come back tomorrow then,” she whispers, understanding.

You kiss her, both of your murmuring your love to one another before she slips into the ocean and you have to drive away.

You can’t sleep that night, your mind full of her and her soft kisses. You touch yourself, imagining her fingers all over you, her lips on your neck, her sharp teeth in your shoulder. You cum as you hear her whispering her words of love to you. Your sex aches, wanting her touch, her kiss. You clit throbs despite release and you leave before dawn to reach the beach.

She’s on the rock when you arrive and you smile, you’ve packed a tent and some food and when you tell her you can stay for a few nights she squeals excitedly and tackles you into the sand below the rock.

“I’m so glad!” She holds you tight, squeezing you and nuzzling to your chest. “All I could do last night was think about you. I know I sound silly.”

You kiss her softly, “I thought about you too,” you tell her and the brightest, purest smile spreads across her face. “I couldn’t wait to see you again.”

“Me too!” You kiss again, feeling her smile excitedly as you hold hands.

You spend all day with her, snuggled up on the beach or swimming in the ocean. She brings you more gifts and you give her some as well. You give her a bracelet and some shining charms that make her eyes light up. She gives you more pearls and bones from the bottom of the ocean.

You eat together and you let her try wine for the first time. She giggles and her lips grow darker. She drinks more and when you kiss her lips taste sweet. Her kisses grow more desperate and needy as the day wears on.

“Be mine?” She whimpers to you.

You nod to her, kissing her as you strip away the little sundress you’re wearing. You let her touch your skin, her tongue lapping over your neck and to your chest. She bites your nipple and suckles, her tongue lapping at it and then she moves to the next.

You do the same to her, although you notice when you imbibe on her breast a sweet liquid gushes out. She moans loudly and trembles as you touch her. Her nipples dripping the sweet, thick nectar that tastes better than the wine.

“You taste so good,” you whimper as you nibble more on her, licking up the sticky liquid.

“Because you make me feel so good,” she whimpers and guides your hands, making you touch where her tail meets her torso. You feel something open up and your fingers slip inside. She cries out, her voice somewhere between pain and pleasure.

She’s wet and soft inside and she squeezes tightly around your fingers to the point you can barely pull them out. More of that sweet cream dribbles down her chest and stomach and a hot, gooey slime gushes from her sex. You manage to free your fingers and you lick at her, pressing your tongue inside her she lets out a wail and pushes you back.

“Too good!” She whimpers. “I can’t take it.”

You kiss her and she holds you lovingly. “But I love touching you,” you whisper to her, “and hearing your sweet little voice.”

She kisses your neck and sighs, “let me touch you now,” she pets down your chest and feels between your thighs, gasping softly as her fingers touch your slick folds.

“You’re so warm,” she purrs and she lowers down between your legs. “So pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you,” you smile down at her, petting her tentacles away from her face so you can see her between your thighs.

She kisses and licks, her tongue lapping over you and making you grunt in pleasure. She presses kisses to you before slipping her tongue inside. You moan as you feel her press inside deep, wriggling around inside you.

You begin to moan loudly, your hips trembling as her tongue fills you and hits the pleasurable spots inside you. You cry out, your inner walls tightening around her tongue as your toes curls and legs shake.

She pulls up, licking her lips and comes up to kiss you. You both lay together, kissing and sighing softly as the sun begins to the set.

“I want more,” she whimpers.

“Not satisfied?” you giggle, kissing her cheek. You reach back down, touching her sex, feeling the warm slime still leaking out.

She whimpers at your touch and nods. “It aches,” she coos seductively into your ear.

You blush and kiss her softly, “well,” you reach into your bag and take out the toy you’ve been keeping just in case. She looks at it with wide excited eyes. It’s long and thick, double sided so you both can enjoy it.

“That’s really big,” she murmurs. She sits up and opens up her sex with her fingers, “please, let’s use it together.”

She slips it inside her and she tries to hold back her pleasured cries. She holds it in place as you sit in her lap, slowly impaling yourself upon the toy. You moan, kissing her as you feel her tail against your rear.

“It feels so good,” she sighs, groping your chest. “It’s like we’re joined.”

You giggle and kiss her, “I’m glad you like it,” you begin to move and she cries out, her hands holding tight onto your shoulders as you bounce against her tail.

She wails and moans, her body trembling as you bounce against her. Wet, slick sounds echo between you as her sex gushes. You kiss her and touch her as you feel yourself begin to shiver with pleasure. She fingers slip down, rubbing your aching clit until you can no longer hold back our voice and you both echo your pleasure.

You kiss her and hold her as you both catch your breath, sliding the toy out you rub your spent, slick sexes together and she trembles.

“Better?” You ask her.

“A little,” she cups her cheeks and giggles.

You hold her to your chest and rub her back as she kisses your neck and shoulder.

All weekend you two kiss and make love, finding new ways to pleasure one another. You find your darling mermaid is very easy to please but hard to satisfy. You’re exhausted at the end of the day while she’s still eager to fuck and kiss.

One morning you wake up, finding her between your legs, licking and kissing you.

“Baby, again?” You moan.

She smirks, “I have something special today,” she bites your thigh and sits up, showing you where her sweet sex used to be there was something growing out of it. It’s long and thick, deep, dark pink. Ridges grow up the sides and something like pearls are under the skin along the back. The head of it has multiple slits and looks like it could open up.

“Baby what…” you stare at it, feeling yourself get wetter as you look at it.

She strokes it and giggles, “this is the last step of mating,” she whimpers and stills her hand. “I’ve grown this so I can lay my eggs.”

You shiver and pinch your thighs, “eggs?”

She opens your thighs again and places herself between them. “I was in heat because of you.”

“Oh,” you gasp, realizing why she was so needy. “But…laying eggs?”

She tilts her head, pouting slightly, “you won’t?” she presses herself against your entrance and you moan softly.

“Please,” you gasp and she bites her lip, slowly easing inside you.

She’s thick, stretching you and then pushing deep inside. Her length pressing against your womb. She starts to move, shoving herself deeper inside, stuffing you more and shaking your body. You’re both moaning and gasping, your bodies pressed together as you kiss and hold each other.

You feel her press at your womb, slowly pushing inside and making you cry out, unsure if you feel pain or pleasure from it. You feel something gush inside and your belly begins to swell. You feel her thicken inside, stretching you more. Something moves inside, gong from her to you. You cry out, feeling your body tremble and spasm as she pushes more into your womb. She whimpers and grunts, laying her eggs inside of you until your belly sticks out. You’re limp and panting as she pulls out, more of her warm slime gushing out of your spent sex.

She rubs your belly and kisses it. “You’re nice and warm for them too,” she kisses you next, sighing softly.

You sit up and pet your belly, feeling the eggs stuffed inside you. “I guess this won’t be so bad.”

She kisses your neck and cuddles up next to you. “You can’t leave the beach now,” she giggles. “Or you’ll have to take me with you.”

“Tricky girl,” you coo, kissing the top of her head.