Devil in the Deep Blue Sea

by A. J. Markam

  “I know what a tittyfuck is,” I snapped. “I just – we can’t do that!”

  “Why not?” Oceana asked, perplexed.

  “Yeah, why not?” Alaria asked.

  “Because!”

  “Are you chaste and religious?” Oceana asked.

  “Oh HELL no,” Alaria reassured her.

  “Then what’s the problem!”

  “Because we saved you to save you, not to get a tittyfuck!” I exclaimed.

  Alaria shrugged. “Seems fair to me.”

  “It is very fair,” Oceana agreed. “Unless you don’t like tittyfucking.”

  “I like tittyfucking just fine,” I said, growing more and more uncomfortable with the conversation. “I just – ”

  “We can do oral, if you prefer,” Oceana said. “We were planning to do that to your lovely companion.”

  All the mermaids nodded.

  “Oh HELL yes!” Alaria said happily.

  “NO!” I shouted.

  “You do not find us… attractive enough to tittyfuck?” Oceana asked sadly.

  All the other mermaids looked like their dog had just died, too.

  “No, no, you’re all beautiful, it’s just – ”

  “He’s a goody-goody,” Alaria explained. “He doesn’t want you to fuck him unless you really, really want to fuck him.”

  “Oh, that’s all?” Oceana asked, then gave a huge smile. “Well, we really, really want to tittyfuck you, then.”

  All the mermaids nodded vigorously.

  “I… well… okay,” I said, giving up.

  I mean, who was I to deny a bunch of mermaids their celebratory tittyfuck?

  “YAAAAAY!” all the mermaids cheered, and began slapping their tails on the water.

  A reclining ovation, you might say.

  A familiar voice called down from above. “Hey, boss!”

  I looked up to see Stig peering down through one of the holes in the ceiling.

  “Stig! Are you okay?”

  “Yeah. What’s going on down there?” he asked warily.

  I was about to answer when Oceana beat me to it.

  “Tittyfucking!” she cried out.

  “Ah, fuck me,” Stig muttered.

  “Alright!” Oceana agreed.

  “NO,” Stig snapped.

  “I do not understand,” Oceana said to me, confused.

  “It’s – never mind,” I told her. Then I turned back to Stig. “Hey, uh, can you wait for us up there? Maybe an hour?”

  Stig groaned. “AGGGHHHHH…”

  “Or you can come down here and get tittyfucked,” Alaria said.

  “NO.”

  “I’ll make it up to you tonight when we get some booze,” I promised him.

  “You better,” Stig grumbled, then disappeared from the blowhole.

  Once he was gone, I looked down at the mermaids.

  “Well… shall we begin?”

  “Let’s,” Oceana said, and reached behind her neck to untie her bra.

  And that was how I came to experience my first mermaid tittyfuck orgy.

  27

  The first thing the mermaids did was remove their little shell bras. That alone was worth the kraken-fighting price of admission.

  Oceana was first. She undid the silver strings holding her shells in place and then let them fall from her breasts.

  Nice.

  Her breasts were medium-sized, maybe a large C-cup. Her cleavage was dusted with freckles, and her areolas were a light pink. Her nipples weren’t hard yet – just soft and relaxed, barely visible above the rest of her skin.

  I went to three-quarters chubby just by watching her.

  One by one, the other mermaids removed their bras, and my boner grew exponentially harder.

  There were little breasts… big breasts… perky ones… pendulous ones… firm ones… round ones… teardrop-shaped ones…

  And in every skin tone imaginable. Peach-colored skin with rose-colored areolas… bronze-colored with dark chocolate… slightly tan with medium brown… ebony skin with even blacker tips… and the size of their areolas ranged from dimes to three inches in diameter.

  Judging by how flat their nipples were, though, none of the mermaids were aroused yet.

  Unlike me.

  My cock was straining through my pants by the time they were all topless.

  “Lie down,” Oceana ordered me gently. “Both of you.”

  Alaria and I looked at each other, and then we both lay back on the soft, sandy shore.

  The mermaids crawled up to us, four and five apiece, and began removing our clothes. My boots and shirt were the first to go, and I felt soft female flesh pressed warmly against me as the mermaids tugged at my clothes.

  “Ohhhhhh,” I heard the mermaids beside Alaria murmur appreciatively.

  “Hold on for a second,” I whispered to Oceana and the other mermaids tugging at my clothes. I craned my neck to see what was going on, and Oceana and the others looked, too.

  The mermaids attending Alaria had just taken off her top, and her breasts wobbled beautifully across her chest as they stayed mostly upright in the air. Her dark red nipples were already rock hard.

  I watched with erotic delight as the nipples on every single mermaid began to stiffen and grow erect.

  They were getting aroused just by looking at Alaria’s tits.

  The nearest mermaids reached out tentatively to touch her breasts, but paused and looked at her with bashful eyes.

  Alaria encouraged them with a smile. “Go ahead.”

  Their tiny feminine hands caressed her skin, cupped her tits in their palms, and gently pinched her nipples.

  “Mmmm,” Alaria sighed, closing her eyes.

  “Ohhhh,” the mermaids moaned, and began to glide their hands down her toned stomach and firm, thin arms.

  Two mermaids tugged off her thigh-high leather boots and cast them aside. And then the Indian mermaid who had saved me from the kraken looped her fingers through the top of Alaria’s thong and slowly pulled it down around her thighs.

  “Ohhhhh,” all the mermaids moaned as the first sight of Alaria’s little thatch of hair came into view.

  Then, as her pussy lips became visible, they began to groan even louder.

  “OHHHHH…”

  Alaria just smiled and raised her ass so the Indian mermaid could completely remove the thong. Then she spread her thighs wide, her legs butterflied out to the sides.

  “OH!” all the mermaids gasped, enraptured.

  The Indian mermaid gazed down at Alaria’s pussy with a look of disbelief and utter longing. “It’s so beautiful…”

  I agreed, but I’d long ago grown used to it. I guess if you were a mermaid, you didn’t see that many human lady parts.

  “May I?” the Indian asked, her eyes half-lidded with desire.

  “Of course,” Alaria whispered.

  The Indian mermaid closed her eyes in rapture… lowered her lips slowly to Alaria’s pussy… and kissed her once, lightly, like she might kiss someone on the cheek… except slower. More sensual.

  Her lips made a wet little kissing sound: mm-mwa.

  Alaria’s stomach rippled with a contraction, and she murmured appreciatively. “Mmmm…”

  The mermaid kissed her again, just brushing her lips against Alaria’s nether ones. Caressing her.

  “Ahhh…” Alaria sighed.

  The Indian mermaid began to kiss her labia more… and then she stuck out her small, pink tongue and began to stroke Alaria up and down, wetting her lips.

  “Oh yes…” Alaria murmured.

  The Indian mermaid’s tongue began low, down near Alaria’s ass… slowly moved upwards, parting the cleft of her pussy… and then sank all the way inside my succubus.

  “OHHHHH,” Alaria moaned, arching her back.

  The Indian mermaid’s tongue withdrew and began to circle the little red bud of Alaria’s clit, moving around it slowly… then over it… until finally the Indian took Alaria’s clit between her lips and bega
n to softly suck.

  “OH GODDESS,” Alaria cried out.

  That was all the other mermaids could stand.

  They began to slowly touch Alaria’s entire body at that point… moving sensuously and softly…

  Caressing her arms…

  Kissing her mouth…

  Cupping her breasts…

  Sucking her nipples…

  Rubbing their breasts along her belly… the outsides of her thighs…

  Two mermaids even took Alaria’s toes in their mouths and began to suck.

  “OH GODDESS!” Alaria cried, her eyes squeezed tight, as her entire body began to shudder and tremble.

  She was coming.

  And as she moaned, all the mermaids moaned as well, their hands and lips and mouths and tongues and breasts touching Alaria everywhere they could.

  If I had to guess, I would say the mermaids themselves were coming, just from the pleasure they were giving Alaria.

  Holy FUCK.

  I watched, entranced, until I felt an insistent tug at my pants.

  I looked up to see Oceana fumbling with my belt, her face overcome with lust, her nipples diamond-hard as she bit her lip.

  Her eyes met mine.

  “I can’t wait anymore,” she whispered, and undid my pants.

  My cock sprang out, hard as a rock.

  “OH,” she gasped.

  All the mermaids who had been watching Alaria looked over to see what was going on.

  “OH!” they all cried out as they just stared at my jutting member.

  Then they all stared at each other, as though communicating silently.

  For a moment I wondered if maybe they weren’t used to seeing human male parts, either, and weren’t exactly happy with it –

  But that theory was laid to rest as Oceana frantically fumbled to get my pants off and then laid down between my thighs.

  The other mermaids began caressing me, running their fingers through my hair, lightly touching my chest, my abs, my arms.

  It was sensual, feminine heaven.

  But apparently my cock was all for Oceana, because no one else was touching it.

  She started off like the Indian mermaid, gently kissing my balls first…

  Mm-mwah.

  Then she moved up to the base of my shaft. Another kiss.

  Mm-mwah.

  Another kiss along the center of my cock, maybe an inch higher.

  Mm-mwah.

  My cock twitched. I wanted her so badly just to take me in her mouth… but she was taking her time, instead.

  She moved up to the frenulum, that super-sensitive ridge of skin just beneath the crown, and began to kiss it, her hot breath and soft lips driving me wild.

  Mm-mwah.

  Mm-mwah.

  Mm-mwah.

  I was in anticipation overload, wanting more, needing more –

  She slowly began to lick.

  Her little pink tongue caressed me, wetting me down, first one side of my shaft, then the other. Then she began to lick me like an ice cream cone – big, long, wet strokes from my balls all the way up to the tip of my cock.

  Fuck, this was KILLING me!

  “Please…” I moaned. “Please, take suck me…”

  She smiled and took pity on me.

  Her petite hand encircled my shaft at the base…

  Angled me away from my belly…

  She paused, her pink lips just about to touch the swollen head of my cock.

  fuck, Fuck, FUCK –

  And then she slid her hot, wet mouth down over my skin.

  “UNNH,” I groaned as she took me all the way inside her mouth, deepthroating me until her nose was against my stomach.

  She pulled out to the tip, then began to slowly move up and down, her silky wet tongue caressing my entire shaft.

  Meanwhile, six or seven other mermaids were doing things straight out of a sex dream.

  Big, full breasts dangled in my face, slowly moving across my cheek, trailing one hard nipple down my skin to my lips, where I latched on and sucked.

  Soft hands stroked every inch of my body.

  Wet mouths closed around my nipples, tickling me with their tongues.

  Other wet mouths licked my feet – which was odd at first, then incredibly erotic as they began to suck my toes like Oceana was fellating my cock.

  I was lost in a dream of feminine sensuality, every inch of my body pleasured by soft female skin, and breasts, and tongues, and mouths.

  And then I felt Oceana withdraw her mouth.

  I looked down in disappointment, and saw her smiling at me as she sat up between my legs.

  I was confused until two other mermaids – one Asian, one Hispanic – leaned over and began to suck on Oceana’s nipples.

  Oceana closed her eyes in ecstasy, and gently cradled the mermaids’ faces as they lapped all over her breasts, making them glisten with wetness.

  Then, once they had finished, Oceana leaned back down over my crotch… positioned her dangling breasts on either side of my cock… and pressed her tits together with her hands on either side, totally enveloping my shaft.

  And then she began to move up and down.

  “Oh God,” I groaned, as the wet, soft skin of her breasts caressed my cock from base to tip.

  She smiled at me, keeping eye contact the entire time, as she moved up and down.

  Something happened about 30 seconds in, though.

  Her face began to get pinker… her chest above her breasts began to grow flushed… and she stared at me with half-lidded eyes overcome with desire.

  Then she started to tittyfuck me faster, the swollen head of my cock popping out of the top of her cleavage.

  “Yes… yes… yes… yes…” she began to grunt rhythmically as she slid up and down on my cock.

  The other mermaids were moaning louder now. Breasts pressed in me from all sides. Two tongues at a time found their way into my mouth, one mermaid on each side of my body as they French-kissed me. Women pressed their tits against my body, sliding up and down me wetly, moaning as they did so.

  Soft voices whispered in my ears:

  “…don’t come…”

  “…please don’t come yet…”

  “…I want you to fuck my tits first…”

  “…I want you to come all over me…”

  I did my best to hold back.

  Oceana’s grunts turned into loud moans. “YES… YES… YES… YES…”

  And then her moans turned into a scream.

  “YES – OH – Y-Y-YES – OHHHHHHHHH – ”

  Her expression twisted into a gorgeous, contorted ‘O’ face, and she screwed up her eyes like she was in pain as her entire body trembled on top of me.

  “YESSSSSS!” she screamed.

  Off to my side, she must have set off Alaria, because my succubus screamed, too.

  “OH GODDESS, YES!”

  That, in turn, set me off.

  I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

  “FUCK!” I roared, my lower back arching, and I came.

  I’m usually not a big shooter, but I’d been holding back on this load for a while, and white jets of cum splashed halfway up my belly.

  You would have thought I’d just shot out chocolate and champagne, the mermaids moved so fast.

  The four closest nearly fought each other to lick it off my stomach and belly, with the grand prize being my cock. The winner, a beautiful Mediterranean-looking mermaid, bobbed her mouth up and down on me, milking me with her lips, trying to drain me of every last drop.

  Meanwhile, Oceana tumbled off me to the sand, her entire body trembling, her eyes only halfway open, her pale skin flushed deep pink.

  Immediately another mermaid took her place at my cock.

  She was black, with lovely breasts tipped with hard, puffy nipples.

  “It’s still hard,” she whispered. “Do you think you can go again?”

  I looked deep into her beautiful brown eyes and nodded.

  She grinned, dangled her tits on
either side of my cock… placed her hands to the sides of her breasts to squeeze them together… and then began to move up and down.

  Two minutes later, she came, too.

  One by one, all the mermaids crawled on top of me and tittyfucked me senseless.

  I got to experience the entire tittyfucking spectrum.

  Little breasts where they basically ran their firm nipples over my shaft…

  Medium breasts where I could see the head of my cock poking out of their cleavage…

  And giant voluminous tits where my cock was entirely swallowed whole.

  One by one they ravished me with their chests…

  And one by one they reached orgasm, screamed and shuddered, and fell off to the side, completely sated.

  Often the ones who had just come would switch places with the mermaids around Alaria, moving between her thighs and kissing and licking her pussy.

  Alaria came so many times I lost count. I stopped keeping tabs around ten or twelve, and that was fairly early on.

  I finally couldn’t take any more. I’d held on for 29 more tittyfucks after the first time I came with Oceana, and I couldn’t hold out any longer.

  “I’m going to come really soon,” I moaned to Oceana. “I can’t hang on much longer.”

  “Has everyone gotten to pleasure themselves with Ian?” she called out.

  All the mermaids murmured in the affirmative – and then one voice spoke up.

  “I haven’t.”

  Alaria slid over next to me and whispered in my ear, “Mind if we skip the titties? Oral’s been great, but I need you inside me now.”

  “I’m not going to last long,” I gasped.

  “I’m not, either,” she smirked as she rolled over on top of me, positioned her thighs, and slid me right in.

  Holy fucking FUCK!

  As erotic as the last couple of hours had been – as fun and sensual as all the oral sex and breasts caressing my cock – there was absolutely nothing that could compare with the feeling of Alaria’s pussy.

  Or of looking deep into her eyes as I came inside her.

  “FUUUUUCK!” I screamed as I grabbed onto her back and dug in my fingers.

  “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH GODDESS, OH FUCK!” she screamed as she ground her crotch against me.

  I felt her contractions squeeze around my shaft –

  And felt a warm trickle of fluid wash over my crotch.