The pussy.

Head light and skin tingling under the sun, Vivia simply watched as the mermaid's head of shining hair was lowered down between her bare legs. She found it strange how she only barely felt the soft strands of blonde hair brush her naked thighs, and just a bit more noticeable were the supple lips smothering her womanhood. The thing she was most certainly aware of, however, was the humming song coming from behind them.

It was as though she could feel it coming all the way from the mermaid's throat, up and along the girl's dancing tongue, past those pleasing lips and into her own body, mind and soul. The delicate tones resonated through her flesh until she was no longer sure it was her own. Was it? She tried to feel past the entrancing song, noticing sensations that mixed with others in strange ways, but the music entering her so sweetly would not be easily ignored.

Vivia could almost believe, as each note slid from her tongue, that she was the one singing. Almost feel like she was the one kissing the soft, wet flesh of her own pussy—a sensation she found infinitely intriguing. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, and suddenly her vision was that of her own naked body, stretched out before her—slim, tan stomach a valley leading up to her pert, paler mounds rising with heavy breaths. Strong, smooth thighs flanking her face as it was determinedly humming hymns into her quim.

Her scant physical feeling became that of her breasts pressed into the stone, mouth pressed into her cunt, and tail stretched out behind, with only the vague sensation that she was approaching a climax. Her thoughts tried to return to the tail, but couldn't quite focus on why. All she cared for was the song pouring from her mouth, and into her pussy.

There was a crescendo of pleasure, and her tail writhed with feelings unfelt. A hot wetness filled her mouth, and her chest heaved against the stone with a gasping breath. The thighs embracing her head held it tighter for just a moment, before relaxing as the pleasure passed its peak. In the warmth of the moments after, the humming song's vibrations started to fade, and its haze upon her mind went with it. Vivia started to feel like she was waking up...