A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

Meanwhile, the mermaid seemed fascinated by his heartbeat and, after a moment’s hesitation, she turned her head to the side and replaced her hand with her ear directly. That steady thud-thud noise was getting faster with each passing moment. With her head lowered, he was left to look down along the smooth curve of her back and its marine blue colouring toward what was one of the most beautiful behinds he’d ever laid eyes on.

It shouldn’t have been all that surprising that someone who seemingly spent all day swishing their hips around in deep water would have a great butt. The smooth, gleaming scales covered it up to her waistline at the rear before rising up over her hips to a triangle pointed up to her bellybutton. Yes, mermaids apparently had bellybuttons.

Now that she was seemingly more relaxed, the serpentine tail turned into something more traditional as she happily lifted up the fins along its length to reveal their gorgeous blue-green colours to the light of the sun. He’d considered pushing her away and running back to the camp, but he felt strangely peaceful with her there and… well… fucking mermaid!

That moment of serenity was interrupted quite by accident as she shifted slightly to get more comfortable against him. He felt the small breasts lift from his tight waist to lightly graze her nipples across his skin, and her hand shifted to grasp his thigh. It just so happened that his thigh now had a highly swollen bulge of tightly-packed leather resting against it that her webbed fingers quickly came into contact with.

Her entire body grew tense against him before she narrowed her fins again and slithered backward until her head came to rest very close to his crotch. Apparently “personal dick bubble” wasn’t a concept she was familiar with either; although, for some reason he didn’t really feel like pressing such matters of etiquette right then.

Those large eyes of hers watched the bulge closely, and she seemed to have forgotten about the rest of him. When her hands made a few startlingly quick slashes of those razor-tipped fingernails, he felt his stomach do a distinctly uncomfortable somersault. It was a hell of a strain to undergo the shock and terror of the long, black blades on her fingertips lashing across his crotch. Especially since he was trying very hard not to move lest he accidentally lose something upon which he, and quite a few others, placed an immensely high value upon.

It felt like his heart stopped beating in those moments, until finally her last strike came and her true target became clear. The leather trunks he’d been wearing fell apart in tatters around his thighs, and were slung up into the air from the power of his hard cock breaking free of its confinement.

There wasn’t so much as a scratch on his skin.

She made an appreciative little cooing noise when she gazed upon his rigid member, and slipped her fingers around it without so much as a glance toward his face. He was starting to feel quite objectified by then, although he sensed that it would probably have been foolish to try and run at that point. Foolish, and potentially a good deal less fun.

Her cool grip soon warmed with the heated length in her grasp, and she seemed to enjoy the sensation so much that she angled him closer and rubbed his thick, fleshy helmet across her bare cheek. A low murmur of approval began to rise from within her chest, and she began to stroke him with her fingers. She was a little too firm at first, and he winced slightly at her tight grip. That made her actually look up at him, and she seemed to recognise she wasn’t going about the matter properly. She gave an apologetic nod of her head whilst loosening her grip, now watching him for his reaction.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

In response, he let out a long breath that combined relief with the much more pleasurable experience of her hand gliding over his hardened flesh. She seemed to refine her technique by looking at him, and she seemed an excellent judge of expression.

By now it was clear that she wasn’t out to harm him, and he slowly reached out to her to slip his hand beneath her arm and pull her up over him. After a moment of hesitation, she followed his lead and shifted her long tail to push herself closer. It brought her face to his and he moved to kiss her lips.

That was apparently not the thing to do. Her hand immediately left his cock and darted to his neck where he felt a very powerful grip slam him back against the tree. He almost jumped out of his own skin with shock as her face changed. The bright aqua coloured eyes seemed to fill with an inky substance that left them looking alarmingly shark-like, and her mouth opened to reveal a second row of vicious looking needle-like teeth descending in front of the pristinely human first row.

“Shit! Ok, ok!” He held out his arms to the sides and opened his palms in what he hoped to hell was a peaceable gesture. “My bad. I’m sorry.”

Though she couldn’t understand the words, it seemed that his tone and body language were enough to get her to loosen her choke-hold on him. The black eyes and devastatingly horrific teeth remained in place, and he decided not to press his luck.

“I didn’t mean to make any assumptions there, but we kind of skipped straight to the main event and I wanted to catch up a little. You’ve got very kissable lips, and I figured you owed me a little smooching after turning my trunks to mulch.”