Sunset in paradise

Vel didn’t think there was a place where sunsets weren’t beautiful. He’d been to a lot of places and seen his fair share of them, and to his eyes none had looked anything less than gorgeous. But there was something special about the sunsets here on these islands. The way the whole sky turned pink, and the outlines of the clouds glowed, and the way the calm waters briefly lit up when the sun first touched them on the horizon. It was beyond words. And it sure was convenient that, no matter the time of year, the evening air was warm enough that one could enjoy the spectacle of the sun setting outside. Even while completely naked, as Vel currently was.

He was sitting on some warm rocks that had been baked by the now retreating sun all day, basking in the view of the sun sinking into the ocean and the gentle chatter that drifted over from the palace on his left. It was an old and ornate structure, the palace, one of a handful of its kind that dotted this paradisiacal archipelago. According to the natives it had been built by other people who had conquered and ruled this place for a few centuries long ago. Judging by the tales they told; those people had been cruel colonizers indeed. No one seemed sure why they had left, but they had, and some time ago at that. Quite a few of their buildings had crumbled more than a bit, and the natives were **** to inhabit them. The palace on this shore was in good repair though, and large enough to house most of Vel’s entourage, so it had been an obvious choice for his dwelling here. The truly fascinating thing about these mysterious builders though was that, according to the natives, they had come from the south. As far as the Toranian Empire was concerned, nothing existed to the south of the continent. These islands had even been unknown to them. So where had those conquerors come from?

He was far enough away from the palace that he shouldn’t be in earshot of the people milling around on its terraces, but a gentle breeze was blowing in his direction and carrying the soft murmurs with it. The warm air felt good on his skin, and the sounds pleasing to his ears. He loved hearing the people close to him, even in moments like this when he sought solitude, it was nice to know they were close and safe.

His quiet solitude was interrupted by a small splash near his right foot. He didn’t need to look down to know who it was but did so anyway. His daughter was a sight worth tearing his eyes away from the sunset for, even here. He didn’t do so immediately though, keeping his gaze on the horizon while he spoke.

“I’ve been looking for you all day, Sweetie.”

His gorgeous little mermaid smiled up at him as his eyes dropped to her at last. He was beyond happy to see her. Solitude was overrated anyway

“Sorry, Daddy, the sea called me, you know? But I’m here now!”

He didn’t, not fully. Despite his daughter being only half mermaid she was prone to being cryptic, as the folk of the deep often were. She didn’t mean to be. To her a phrase like “the sea called” was obviously self-explanatory and didn’t merit elaboration. Even with the insight he had into Niela’s mind, exactly what the call of the sea was wasn’t entirely clear to him. It went beyond just a desire to swim or be submerged, that much was clear. Perhaps merfolk and humans, despite their similarities and shared origins, were simply a bit too different for this concept to translate.

His daughter didn’t feel the need for a reply, happy in the assumption that her father understood she hopped onto the rocks at his feet, beaming up at him. In so many ways she was like her mother. The same deep black hair and blue scales, the same pearly white smile, and the same killer body and terrific tits. The only thing she had gotten from her father was her skin, and maybe her blue eyes, but then her mother had those too. Uniquely among the northern merfolk though, Niela had pale and pink skin, the exact same shade as Velas’ own. This was unheard of even among other crossbreeds. He had been assured they always ended up looking entirely like the people of the deep despite their split parentage. Vel was happy that his daughter was the exception though, it made her look every inch the perfect union of man and mer that she was.

“So, why were you looking for me, Daddy?”

Vel’s eyes strayed from her face to first her chest and then her midriff.

“Because I wanted to fuck you, Sweetie. It is past time I got you pregnant.”

Niela’s expression brightened further.

“Oh, well, want to fuck me now then?”

A second splash announced the arrival of Niela’s mother, her blue features also arranged in a smile as she spoke.

“Of course he does, Little One. He’s staring at your body like a hungry shark at an injured seal.”

Vel moved his gaze to Nerea and gave her a smile too, which she returned. Unlike humans who couldn’t breathe in the home of the merfolk, merfolk had no difficulty breathing on land, having never lost the ability to do so. Human speech did prove a bit of a challenge for them though, as they simply were not used to verbal-only communication. He was actually quite impressed by and proud of how far his darling wife had come in that respect, a sentence like the one she just spoke would have been a challenge for her once.

Despite a tail that was rather unsuited for moving on land, Niela deftly climbed her way in between her father’s legs. Kneeling as a human would was quite beyond her though.

“Mom, can you help hold me while I suck Daddy’s dick?”

“Of course, Little One.”

Still smiling, Nerea made her way up to the rocks every bit as deftly as her daughter had, seating herself just behind her and wrapping her arms around her torso from behind.

“Does that feel good?”

“Yes, thanks Mom! Now help me move up and do-oh-GLUGH!”

Vel groaned as Nilea’s mouth slid down his length with her mother’s help, Nerea not having waited for her daughter to finish her sentence before acting on the instructions.

“Glugh, aahh, grrruugh!”

“That’s great, Little One, you’re doing great. Your father is loving it.”

Vel really was. He leaned back on his hands, enjoying the view of the rapturous sunset and the feeling of his daughter’s mouth on his cock while he listened to her alternately gagging and quickly drawing breath when she could, all while her mother kept up her cute encouragement.

He was happy enough to stay like that for a while, enjoying the sensation of his daughter’s soft mouth and nimble tongue on his manhood. But, as the sun dipped ever lower, he inevitably wanted more.

Velas affectionately ran his fingers through Niela’s black mane a few times while she kept sucking his dick before, on the third time, softly grabbing a hold of it and lifting her head up off him.

Her drool and his precum ran down her lips and chin as she beamed at him again.

“Was I not doing good, Daddy?”

He smiled back at her.

“"You were doing great, Love, but your Daddy wants to see that belly swell, and I can't do that if I cum into that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Vel slid two fingers down to her tummy and then leaned forward a bit, allowing him to gently stroke her sex moist sex.

“I’ve got to cum deep in here to make that happen”

Vel pulled his fingers back and brought them to his lips. Salty and sweet just like her mother.

As soon as he had licked his daughter’s juices of his fingers he grabbed both mermaids by their arms before shoving himself forward with his legs, tackling both of them into the ocean.

The three of them made a splash that no doubt was heard all the way over at the palace as they impacted. As soon as they sank below the surface Vel lost his grip on both women, they were in their element now, and trying to catch hold of a mermaid underwater was about as easy as deep-sea fishing with your bare hands.

He had long since outgrown the need for help breathing underwater. He was the rightful ruler of both land and sea, no part of either could deny him. But old habits died hard, and he had both held his breath and squeezed his eyes shut as he leapt. Slowly he let out the breath he was holding and opened his eyes. The sight that greeted him was every bit as magnificent and ethereal as the sunset he had just left behind.

His two mermaids were slowly circling around him, gliding and twirling through the water with effortless grace in an amazing display of silken hair, shimmering scales, and sweet flesh. They had both discarded their tops, the only piece of clothing either of them ever wore. Niela had passed her considerable bust on to her daughter as well, their breasts looked almost exactly alike, apart from the difference in color.

Vel stayed in place, gently treading water as his two lovers slowly drifted closer, the circles they swam growing ever smaller. Fingers began lightly touching his skin, grazing and caressing him. Then, as they got closer still, hands began to grasp at him, gently stroking and kneading him all over. All over. He groaned as the two beauties finally came to a halt, both entirely pushed up against him now. The groan came because Niela was cupping and gently massaging his balls. Her mother took the opportunity to kiss him, grabbing his head in both hands and driving that sweet yet slightly salty tongue of hers deep into his mouth. Vel knew he was underwater, but it sure felt like he was in heaven.

After a moment he felt Nilea moving away from his side and her hand travelling from his balls to his hard shaft. He and Nerea didn’t break their kiss though. He moaned into her mouth as he felt his daughter lining him up with her burning hot sex. He had long since learned that, even in warm waters, mermaid pussies felt hotter than those of humans or elves. They were every bit as tight as those of the other species he had fucked though, a fact he appreciated as Niela wrapped her arms around his torso and pulled herself close, forcing him deeper into her.

Vel loved all his wives and loved fucking all of them, but there was something special about being that connected to one of his daughters. It was beyond him to put into words, but he thought every father blessed enough to know his own daughters as he did would understand exactly what he meant.

He moaned into his wife’s mouth once again as Niela, with a beat of her powerful tail, shoved herself forward the rest of the way onto her father’s length, taking him in to the hilt. He felt the touch of her scales on his skin at the same time as his glans pushed against her cervix.

His daughter came then and there, shaking against his torso. She nearly took her father with her as her sex quivered and contracted around him, but Vel held on. As soon as she recovered from her climax, Niela kept going. Her powerful tail beat in an alternating rhythm, forward, backward, forward, backward. It moved the three entangled lovers back and forth in the water, but it also achieved the goal of moving her pussy back and forth on her father’s impaling length.

Vel and the minds of the two mermaids had found each other as soon as they had broken through the surface, it was simply natural to them. He now pulled a command through their connection to them both, one which led to Nerea finally breaking their long kiss.

His wife pulled her head back and let go of his shoulder, where she had been holding onto him. Then she glided down and sidled up next to her daughter, who had never ceased her efforts to pleasure her father. The two women, so alike in every way except the color of their skin, locked eyes and smiled. Both had heard Velas’ wishes, and both lived to please him. And so they moved ever closer, their smiles never fading, until their mouths met and lips locked.

The sight of his two lovely mermaids, mother and daughter, making out for his enjoyment while his daughter fucked herself on his dick quickly brought Vel across the finish line. And, as the two manes of silky black hair floated up and intermingled, becoming one indistinguishable mass, he spent himself into his daughter’s womb.

Not much later Vel found himself on his back in the sand, a gorgeous woman on either side of him snuggled up in one of his arms. He could feel the scales of their abdomens against his legs.

Vel fell asleep to the soft sounds of gently lapping waves, then awoke to the much less soft sounds of loudly crashing ones.