Satisfy your addiction to sahuagin cum

You bite your lip. You can’t contain yourself. You get up on your hands and knees and crawl toward the sahuagin. You can see a small part of his cock poking from a set of scaly folds on his groin. After a full night of rutting, the organ hasn’t completely retracted back inside him. You see the tip is still oily with drops of his semen, making you unconsciously lick your lips. You bend down and wrap your lips around the small bit of manhood sticking out, licking away the remaining fluids with mindless vigor.

Giri roars awake, unaware of what is happening. “What?” he blurts out into the air. “What are you…?” he drowsily asks as he realizes that it’s you who has woken him. Before he can questions you further, he throws his head back in a gurgling groan, a sudden rush of pleasure from your tongue striking him.

The fishy pink cock quickly extends out from inside his body, and you’re able to wrap your mouth eagerly around the length, sucking at it in order to coax more of that **** your body desires.

“Eager early in the morning, aren’t you?” Giri asks. “I can tell I’m definitely going to have my fill with you until our kids are born.”

You moan approvingly back at Giri as you bob your head up and down, your lips tight around his girth.

“You will be the best surrogate we’ve had by…” Giri’s sentence trails off as he looks up. “…far,” he finishes his thought in a whisper. You hear him sniff the air. In a sudden outburst, the sahuagin springs up off the ground, throwing you off of him.

“Wait…” you whimper in a pathetic tone.

“Quiet, slut!” Giri orders you. He sniff the air and looks around. His eyes go wide and he quickly jumps to his mate. “Wake up, Miri! We have to go!”

The female sahuagin groggily awakens, “What’s the matter?” she questions as the male lifts her onto her legs.

“Danger! We must leave!” he says.

Miri sniffs the air in a dazedly fashion, but within a moment, she is shocked awake. “Grab the human!” she commands her mate. Giri quickly obliges, taking hold of you and tossing you over his shoulder. Before you fully realize what’s happening, the two fishmen dive into the nearby pool of water, taking you with them. The last thing you see before you are completely submerged is a large insect like creature rushing towards your location.

You hold your breath as Giri swims deeper into the pool and through a series of underwater tunnels. Your head feels lighter the longer you’re kept underwater. You’re quickly loosing breath. But before you completely lose consciousness, you’re brought to the surface. You cough as you are carried into a new cavern, one not unlike the first and dropped onto the ground.

“This should be good, Giri. This cove should keep us safe for a long while,” Miri says to her mate.

“That was a close one, Miri. If our little surrogate hadn’t woken me up, it would have been the end of us.”

“She’s certainly making herself a worthwhile catch.”

The two fish monsters look at you with grins, pointy teeth showing past their fishy lips. You finally regain your breath as you sit on the floor wet, cold and naked. You look up at your two captors, terrified from their hungry stares. You try and scoot back to further yourself from them. The unexpected swim and the near-drowning managed to sober you from your lusty stupor, but it seemed to have the opposite effect on the male sahuagin.

“All this excitement has got me feeling all pent up, Miri. I need something to relieve all this tension,” Giri says.

“Well, we have the perfect creature here to sate whatever needs you have, Giri,” the female fish creature says with a giggle.

Giri looks towards you and licks his lips, “You’re right, Miri. Me and the doe were in the middle of something, weren’t we?” You see the fleshy organ spring forth from his abdomen, making his intentions clear.

“No…” you whimper.

“What’s a matter? Forget how much you love my seed, already?” Giri laughs at you. He steps next to you and places a webbed hand on top of your head. “Let me remind you,” he says as he guides your lips to his fully erect member.

You keep your lips clenched shut, but the musk coming from the fishy organ fills your nostrils. The lightly twitching cock pushes small droplets of pre from the tip. He rubs the beads of fluid across your lips, making them tingle.

Your lower lip trembles as you try and push back the returning need, but you can no longer help it. The pressure of his cock pressed against your lips makes them part open instinctually. He slides himself into the wet confines of your mouth, letting you taste him. Just as quickly your body is reminded of its desire for his seed, and you’re once more under the fishman’s spell.

“That’s it. Good, girl. It hasn’t been long enough for your body to forget its love for me.”

You look up at him while your pursed lips wrap around the head. Your eyes haze over with that needy lust his opiatic sperm has since subjected you to.

He begins to saw his prick in and out of your gullet, keeping your head steady with both his hands while he thrusts his hips. You’re nothing but a toy to him, a thing with which to relieve his sexual needs with, yet you don’t care. A part of you is happy that you’re able to please him, and a bigger part of you is happy that he’ll be able to provide you with his addicting seed.

The merman purrs with delight at the tight warmness of your mouth, his head leaning back and the fishy fins on his spine shuttering. It doesn’t take long for him to reach his peak. He shouts a gurgling screech into the caves. His pink flesh springs to life between your lips and pulses with each shot of his delicious spunk. You suck down hard, trying to siphon every single drop of it.

You hear Giri’s voice escalate. You continue to slurp at his manhood despite its growing sensitivity post-orgasm. You don’t care whether you cause him discomfort; you want everything he has to offer you. Giri tries to push away, but your mouth clings on tight and his muscles grow weak from the stimulation.

“Mi..Miri! She’s won’t stop!” Giri yells out, prompting his mate to step over and **** your head of off him. The cock pops free of your mouth, the last couple of jets of sperm managing to shower your face and naked body in dew-like droplets. Giri and you both breathe hard in order to catch your breaths, both of you feeling satisfied, if only for the moments.

The seed quickly begins to trigger your body’s arousal, a kind that you have never felt before meeting your fishy captors. You know your body won’t want to let go of the sexual high his semen gives you. You despair as becoming addicted so quickly the creature’s ****.

A sob escapes you at the thought of being stuck here, dependent on the male sahuagin to keep your body satisfied until the eventual birth of his fish brood.

Your high finally starts to overcome you, and your sobs turn to groans. You try and crawl toward the fishman in your growing heat, but you’re stopped by the female with a harsh pull at your shoulder.

“That’s enough for tonight. You’ll get your fill tomorrow,” Miri says.

You whimper at being denied further stimulation. You spend the rest of the evening using your fingers to satisfy yourself, not quite reaching the peak you had hoped for, while your sahuagin captors sleep.