Step further into the water

Without really thinking about it, Adella steps further into the water toward the Ashray. As her waist sinks below the cool water, she looks and sees Shilette’s second Ashray has succeeded in removing her top. She now stands naked with one Ashray behind her, its watery hands cupping her breasts as the first continues to tread water with its face between her legs.

Adella looks for Shasta, but before she can find her, her own Ashray takes her by both shoulders and directs her attention entirely on himself. She gasps at how breathtakingly beautiful he is. Almost transparent, his features shine captivatingly in the moonlight. There isn’t a hint of anything but exuberance in his expression, and Adella cannot help but respond with a laugh; all of her worries seemed to have vanished for the moment.

“Can you speak?” she asked him again.

The Ashray looks in her eyes with an obvious intelligence and understanding, but remains silent.

Adella allows her gaze to drop as she takes in the Ashray’s body at close proximity. His masculine form is perfectly toned. If it were not transparent water in form, he would seem to be a champion swimmer, the way his muscles filled his sleek frame. As her gaze continued down toward his waist, the waves subsided momentarily, and she remembered with a start that he is unclothed. Again, but for the watery appearance, he is human in all other respects, and she sees an impressive male member between his legs. She also sees, with a bit of a shock, that it is nearly fully erect.

“Of course it is,” Adella scolds herself. “Did I really think otherwise? Why else do humans come into contact with the creatures, given what Shilette and Shasta told me?”

As if in answer, Shilette lets out a loud moan than can be heard over the sound of the waves. “Oh, fuck! I have missed this! Do that again!”

Adella turns and sees Shilette between the two creatures. She is upright but appears to be supported by the Ashrays, who hold her and are thrusting their hips back and forth in perfect time. Clearly they are screwing her, but from this distance and angle, Adella cannot tell if they are both fucking her pussy simulateously, or if one of them is drilling her in the ass. Adella’s eyes grow wide, having never witnessed such debauchery in person.

Her attention returns to her Ashray when she feels him pull her further into the water and press his body tightly against hers. She turns her head toward his, just as he places his hand on the back of her head and kisses her deeply.

At first Adella panics, thinking she might get her lungs filled with water and drown, but she relaxes as she realizes the sensation is much different. The creature’s form is wet, but it has a semi-solid feel to it. “Why, it’s almost like warm finger Jello,” she thinks, as she loses herself to the moment, delighting in the sensation of the creature’s tongue against hers.

All her life she dreamt about kissing a man in this way. She never dreamt it would be under these circumstances! As they continue to kiss, she feels the creature’s warm, wet hands travel over her sides and back. When he begins to undo her bathing top, she doesn’t even try to convince herself to stop him.

Tentatively, she wraps her arms around the Ashray and feels his watery, muscular form. Like his mouth and tongue, there is substance to his body that is a strange combination of solid and liquid. “I feel as if I could push my hand straight through him, if I tried,” thinks Adella, “but he clearly has strength and solidity. I wonder if he can change his density or even his form at will?”

The creature’s hands, having completed their task of removing Adella’s top, now move down her sides and reach the remainder of her swimming attire. The creature’s thumbs hook themselves on each side, and push down. Partly because of the lightweight feel of the fabric, but mostly because she is focused on the pleasure of the moment, Adella scarcely notices the absence of her clothing.

She continues her exploration of the Ashray’s body. Her hand traces the muscles of his chest. Having grown up with two brothers, she is no stranger to male anatomy, but this is so different, and she feels a powerful stirring between her legs.

As her fingers move to the creature’s sides, he stops the kiss briefly, and Adella feels his body shake slightly, sending tiny ripples of waves through the otherwise-solid form. “Why, he’s ticklish!” Adella thinks with delight, and she tests the notion by intentionally tickling under the creature’s arms.

Her suspicion is confirmed as he playfully pushes away from her. His face, already joyful, now radiates with laughter, and he scoops a couple of handfuls of water and throws them playfully in Adella’s direction. Adella laughs and returns the splash before rushing back into his arms and resuming their passionate kiss.

“Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum again!” Shilette’s voice again catches Adella’s attention, but before she can turn to look, she feels a hand reach between her legs and touch her where no man has ever touched. She gasps and pulls her mouth away from the kiss. The sensation that grips her now is powerful beyond description.

Adella has been known to pleasure herself with her own touch, but nothing she has ever done to herself compares to what she feels now. The Ashray’s warm hand, touching her in the cool water, sends waves of pleasure rippling through her body. She arches her back, lets her knees buckle, and allows the Ashray’s muscular arm support her in the near-weightlessness of the water.

She feels him explore between her legs, pressing his palm against her pussy so they can feel each other’s pulse. A single finger moves up and down over her opening, exploring, prodding, and teasing. When his forefinger makes contact with her clit, Adella almost screams with pleasure. It is almost as if the Ashray knows her body better than she does and has an intuitive understanding of how to stimulate every pleasure center of her virgin womanhood.

Adella reaches down between the Ashray’s legs and wraps her hand around his engorged penis. The last time she touched the male organ was probably 16 or 17 years ago when she changed the diapers of her brother Duncan. What she grasps in her hands now is nothing like that. His fully-erect cock is easily 10 or 11 inches in length. Like the rest of his body, it is firm, with substance, but strangely semi-solid. Adella has a moment of concern. “They say I could have intercourse with this creature and yet retain my maidenhead. I wonder if that is true,” she thinks to herself. “ It seems solid enough to penetrate me just as fully as any man could.” At the same time, she realizes she hardly cares whether she could retain the illusion of virginity. The feelings she now experiences fill her with such longing and passion that her obligation to remain a virgin until she is presented in marriage seem a mere distant distraction.

The Ashray pulls her closer and positions his cock at the entrance to her womanhood. As he kisses her passionately, he rubs his penis teasingly up and down her slit.

Adella’s conscience gets her attention with a plea to consider that much more than a moment’s pleasure is at stake.