A proposal

"So, what do you mean bind?" I asked, trying to get a handle on what she was talking about.

"You know... standard oath between male and female. I promise not to poison you or stab you in your sleep, and you promise to make sure no other male gets to **** me." Eris purred. "Course, seeing as I'm the one with a bit more experience, this is really an april-november romance."

"Uh, isn't that a may december?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this. It wasn't as easy as I thought, especially with Eris' tight body still wrapped around my semi-hard member.

"May December what? No, I don't think the Sember's will be over any time soon, honey, why do you ask?" Eris snorted a little through her nose.

"That is the worst joke I've ever heard." I looked down on her.

"See, I even tell awful jokes, just like you like to. Admit it, Brent, I'm perfect for you." Eris purred against me, her head inclining up like a proud cat.

"Well, I admit I could stand to get used to a bit more of this." I flexed my hips into her again, stirring my semi-hard erection within her luscious body.

"You aren't the only one..." Eris snickered again. "Ok. So... are you going to let me up... ?"

"I'm just wondering if we're done." I grinned into her face, enjoying how she reflected every soft motion within her on her expression.

"Well... for this session. Because I can't really change positions without getting MORE sand in places that are already going to be uncomfortable until I get a Bath... or a shower. I like those by the way."

"Showers." I leaned back, allowing myself to flop free of her. My wet cock felt positively incredible as I tucked myself away. I could still feel the residue of female lubrication on me.

Eris didn't miss a beat, merely rising to her feet, and taking several steps towards a small rock that had not caught my attention. She leaned down behind it, giving me a gorgeous view of her ass and still slightly dripping pussy, before retrieving a small box and pile of clothing from behind the concealment.

"Uh... great idea doing this last time. Hope you don't mind if I steal one of your ideas." Eris smiled at me, popping open the box and revealing a wet wipe, which she used to pad at her self a bit.

"Last time? I **** you before?" I asked incredulously.

"Huh? Oh no... you **** somebody else. You just remembered to get some clothes for her and some wet wipes after you did it. Which was nice." Eris shrugged, fanning out a clean split skirt from the pile of cloth. "You don't mind if I get dressed, do you?"

"Ok, uhm... Eris... what's going on here?"

"Nothing much. Just... getting dressed. Unless you want to go again on the beach, of course." Eris smirked, before patting at her upper body. "You don't mind if I change out of this, do you? It was good for the formal stuff, but I'd really like to go casual for this."

"Eris... ok, you're not going to give me a straight answer, so... can you tell me a quick story about it?" I tried.

"Mmmm... maybe I can give it to you in mental shorthand. Just... first song that pops into your head. GO." Eris snapped her fingers and pointed at me.

I was struck by a high note, followed by two lower ones in my mind's eye. Ok, that song sounded familiar, why do I know that.

"I know... that song... dammit, it's gonna be stuck in my head all day now... and I don't know what it IS!" I racked my brain trying to think of it.

"I can't just... tell you what's going on, Brent." Eris remarked, undoing the flowing top, and replacing it with a sports bra. "Don't know how I got so lucky. Most guys of your generation find a plastic bikini top to be the sexiest thing for tits."

"Still got that song stuck in my head..." I groaned, trying to think of the song. I paced back and forth, racking my brain. High note... two lower... there's a scale there... gotta be a scale rising... shit... what IS it? I looked over at Eris, and noted that her wings... wait... did she have wings? Since when did Eris have wings? Anyway, they were brown, spread nicely, and I was able to admire the lovely ladder pattern on a few of the feathers before she finished her stretch and the pair folded to rest neatly against her back, and the thin leather vest which she was even now lacing about herself.

"Need another hint?" Eris asked. "Don't worry this isn't Name that Tune. Baaaaah Bum bum.... da da da dah DAAAAAAh.. dah dah dah... dah dah daaaahhhhaaaha...."

"In... her face... the mirror of your dreaaaaaaams..."

"Now you got it." Eris smirked, looking up at the darkening sky. The stars were beginning to be obscured by what looked like a large roiling morass of clouds near the horizon. "Whole lotta nothing going on right now..."