The Sea Inside

It felt like a bubble rising inside her, penetrating her fully. Instead of a hard, meaty fuck, it was as if its phallus swelled and shrank inside her in waves, filling her completely. She immediately responded by adding her own wetness, which she knew swelled its member more. Oily fingers groped her breasts, the tips flowing into her nipples and teasing them from the inside. Dani's head snapped back as a wave of pleasure rippled through her. The small, oily bubbles slid all over her, teasing her tiny hairs, wetting her lips, all while its rippling cock was getting more and more solid and thicker as she added her juices to the tide that was flowing from the floor.

As the sea pounded the shoreline behind them, it increased its rhythm, pressing deep and hard into Dani. Small moans escaped her lips. She let her eyes open to see its face shifting with each thrust from angelic to demonic, felt the cock buried deep inside her pussy slide in caressingly and then jam in with fury and purpose. It pulled the tiny tendrils from her nipples and squeezed hard. To Dani's surprise, droplets of milk ran down her breasts and were added to its body. She felt it swell at the entrance of her cunt, and braced herself.

Its phallus doubled in thickness as a solid orb-like bubble moved up and down its length inside of her. Her legs strained against the cuffs and her mouth snapped open in a loud moan. It left like a thousand swirling tongues were inside of her, teasing every cell of her smooth sex. The Sea crashed against the rocks, and Dani came, hard. Her back arched away from the stone wall, pressed against its body. Its tongue slid down her throat. She tasted all of its body in the kiss; the sweat and juices, milk and cum and tears.

Her body shook against its as images filled her mind. Images of Irish shorelines and sailors. Of creatures they would call Selkies and Mermaids, and before that: Gods. She saw her firey-haired ancestors spread their legs to have the sea lick at their sexes to ensure the men were not taken from them while at sea, and sometimes the sea would do more than lick at them. The sons of the waves would flow onto the women, pulsing into them. In her visions, she saw the young Irish women taken to caves such as the one she was in now and pleasured beyond their imaginations. When their husbands would return, some of the women would silently return to the coastline to lift their skirts again for the Sea. This was a mistake, however, for if they did, the Sea would claim their husbands out of jealousy.

She let her gaze fall on the thing that was fucking her. She bit her lip, and realized that she wasn't restrained any more. Her arms wrapped around a powerful neck. Its thick, oily fingers held her thighs up. They were in the center of the pool. Its face no longer shifted or changed. It was a smooth, beautiful face with flowing watery hair. He stood well over 7 feet tall and slowly driving his pulsing cock in and out of her. She was aware then that his cum was dripping out of her to reintegrate with the pool and flow back through him and back into her. Her quivering body and pulsating pussy milking the fluid out of him. She kissed him, deeply. His azure eyes, no longer terrifying, closed. For a moment, they were suspended in the closed circle. Saliva from tongue, juice and cum, all flowing from one to the other.

The orgasm that was building in him caused his body to ripple. The spirals or oil became frantic wanderings over her body. Tendrils slipped in and out of her tender, puffy nipples. She felt a thin, pulsing finger of fluid slide into her ass painlessly and swell, just as his cock had. Her own orgasm was building as the sphere inside of her pulsed and swelled as he drove it in and out of her. Moans from her escaped into his body through the kiss, sending shockwaves through the pool. She saw watery wings explode from his back as he pounded into her holes. The tendrils fucked her nipples with the same vigor that the now two cocks were stretching and driving into her cunt and ass. She felt her legs sink into his body as they curled around him. His shell may be solid, but he was still liquid.

Suddenly, his eyes shot open and drove furiously into her in fast, hard thrusts. Dani crushed herself to him and felt herself dripping as her cunt spasmed hard. Her hips bucked and mind crashed as she lost herself in a rippling orgasm that went off like a Tsunami crashing. The Sea embraced her and roared. Its cock rammed into her and stayed. She felt the orb inside of her push deep, deeper than she had ever felt anything push, into her womb. It came, sending oils into her. She could feel it become weaker, less solid, with each spurt. It sank as it came into her, shooting salty cum that ran down her thighs in spirals. Its tendrils slipped from her nipples, which spasmed as they shot milk onto its body. Her body quivered in another orgasm as they sank down together. Her legs were now underwater. It was not a man anymore, just oil running down her body, out of her pulsing hot cunt.

Finally, shaking with exctasy, Danielle was alone in the cave again. She let the oils slide down her smooth thighs. She was dry as a bone. Her juices were added to its body. She wondered what, if anything, it had added to her.