Breathlessly by Heather Relken

Author:Heather Relken [Relken, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing
Published: 2021-12-12T18:30:00+00:00

twenty-one

To say I’m nervous would be quite an incredible understatement.

Vano and I had never gotten quite to this point in all our sexual exploits, so that’s a new experience for me, and rarely ever in my life have I been attracted to a woman. Each of those three times though, they were very delicate and soft and sweet women, so maybe Mri just happens to be within the rare niche of ladies who get me going—or maybe it’s because she’s not human at all—I can’t tell, but I find her absolutely fascinatingly attractive and I still don’t know what to do with that.

I met her, what...just a few days ago?

Yet now we’re both in the water, my forearms tucked up over the platform at my face to keep me afloat, as she runs her barbed little forked tongue along my erection with no need to come up for air. One hand is softly set at the small of my back, simply tethering us together, as Vano finds space between her body and my legs to entwine their tails together and mate with her.

The bubbles of her euphoric, pleased exhales trickling past my cock are otherworldly.

Her face presses against my hips, her mouth breathing in water from around my skin, the tongue wrapping along my girth and unwinding slowly. She flicks the touch against my tip, her tongue finding its way between my head and the protective foreskin, and her soft barbs give a fun new sensation, too.

Bubbles exhale over my girth, making it buck slowly in the water.

Mri’s lips ease over my head, delicately careful of her teeth, and she holds a shallow position as her focus undoubtedly is pulled to Vano's actions—if the slow clawing at my back is any indication. His mouth occasionally joins in beside hers, two tongues flickering and doting against my flesh caught between them. His texture is rough and vivid, hers softer and more subdued. When the mouths switch places and she caresses her forked touch against my sack while Vano takes in my shaft an inch at a time, his tongue slithering along the extra length, I clench my eyes and bite at my own wrist.

The bite threatens my skin when I feel his hand along my thigh, upward behind where Mri’s tongue is working.

With webbed fingers, it can be difficult to reach far, and the clawspikes mean he has to be slow, and straight, but he’s able to tease the easement of that outer muscle in a way that sends signals to my brain to begin preparing for guests.

When my floating legs jerk aimlessly in the water, he slows his inward press and retreats. Then, inward again. Timing the rhythm to his tongue helps ease my own nerves, and after a few minutes of gradual work, he’s half a finger deep, as far as he can comfortably go—and a mere pair of minutes of that has me wanting all the rest.

Or, wanting an elāvalu as my body expects.

Not fist-sized Væliāḷu cock, however pliant it may be.

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