examin her tail

“Lovely isn’t it.” Your mum commented on the warmth of the bath.

“You are, I mean, yes, it is.” You let slip.

“Thanks, baby.” You mum caught your slip.

“Can I err, touch your tail?” You asked curiously.

“Of course you can.” Your mum replied and she lifted her tail.

You took hold of it just above the fluke, it felt scaly but not slimy like a fish. You could feel strong muscles and bone below like handling a scaly leg. You worked your way up, feeling vertebrae but no ribs. Her tail was like a dolphin, not a fish, the scales are just for show. “Remarkable, your like a dolphin, which makes sense but why the scales?” You remark.

“In our culture, we live in small groups. We do not focus on science, mainly hunting food. I don’t know why scales evolved, stories tell that we use to be smooth like our dolphin kin. However, nowadays most mermen choose mermaids with well-kept and bright scales so I guess it is a way of attracting a mate.” Mum explained.

“Well, yours are definitely well-kept.” You had moved along her tail now to almost her waist. This moved you from sitting to kneeling. Your back above the water with your belly and cock submerged.