The Mermaid’s Courtship 1B: Rebellious Daughter

Incest stories: The Mermaid’s Courtship 1B: Rebellious Daughter

Author: mypenname3000

A boat was up there. Its shadow drifted with the waves. My eyes widened. I wanted to go up there and say hello. I didn’t care if it was forbidden. I licked my lips as the shadow slid slowly closer and closer, drifting on the same current that washed around me.

“Daydreaming,” Yrsla asked.

My sapphire-scaled sister flipped her tail and shot across the bottom of the sea, her nipples almost brushing the seafloor. Her bright-blue hair flowed around her as she hurtled right for me, a determined look on her pretty face. I gave her a smile.

“Hello, Yrsla,” I answered. “I was just…thinking.”

“About those disgusting humans you are fascinated with,” Yrsla sighed. She settled down next to me and pressed her soft breasts against my side. Her hair fanned about us in the current, merging with my purple strands.

“Yes,” I answered. I didn’t keep secrets from my sister. She would never betray me. “I’m tired of being Father’s merslut. He makes me feel so…dirty.”

“He’s the only male mermaid,” Yrsla pointed out. “Not only is he our father, but he is our merking.”

“I know,” I sighed. “It’s just…I love the old tales of swimming up to the surface and meeting a fisherman and fisherwife. Of loving them together.”

“Mermaids can love each other,” she cooed. Her lips nibbled on my ear as her hand caressed my face. “We could rub our clams together, or spread them apart and devour all the tasty goodness.”

“You’ll really want to eat mine,” I smiled. “I was just with father.”

Yrsla’s eyes widened. She spun around, her tail kicking up a large cloud of sand as she twisted. Her fingers caressed my slit, tracing my scales and coaxing my pussy to be unveiled. It was like coaxing up a clam to find a pearl, the same gentle caresses and then the pink, salty flesh was exposed.

We even had our own little pearls—our clits.

Yrsla’s tongue licked through my folds. I let out a moan as I watched the boat. It was practically overhead. I could swim up there and meet the humans. It kept drifting by as Yrsla’s tongue licked and sucked through my folds.

“Oh, you are greedy for Father’s seed,” I moaned.

“It’s so salty and good,” she moaned, her face pressed into my slit. Around her lips, cloudy juices leaked out, a mix of seed and my cream. “Mmm, and you taste wonderful.”

I gasped as her tongue brushed my clit. Yrsla was always wonderful to make love to. I never felt used afterward. She knew how to love me. Not like father. He only knew how to make me feel like a merslut.

Yrsla’s tail swished, the soft ends brushing my face. I groaned and nibbled on her fins. She loved it, her tongue swirling faster through my folds while her hands stroked my tail. My body shuddered as the pleasure washed through me.

“Play with my tits, too,” I groaned.

Yrsla contorted her body as she moved over me. Her tail bent so the ends of her fins could fan over my breasts and caress my nipples. I moaned and shuddered. The boat was drifting by. I stared at its bottom as the pleasure swelled through me.

“Ooh, yes. You know how to please me. I love it when you eat me.”

“Does it take your mind off staring at the humans,” she panted.

“No,” I admitted. “But it sure is nice.”

Her tail straightened and she lowered her clam to my lips. My vision of the floating boat was obscured by her scales rubbing on my face. I found her slit and tongued along her tightly closed slit. She opened up. Her pink, delicious clam revealed all it’s delicious morsels.

I swirled my tongue through her salty folds. She moaned into my pussy as we tongued each other. My tail spasmed. We rose from the sandy bottom. The current seized us. We drifted along as we pleasured each other.

Her tongue sent ripples through my body. I moaned and licked harder through her folds. My tongue probed deep into her sheath, fucking her like Father’s cock. Yrsla squealed into my pussy and nibbled on my clit.

“Oh, Ayral,” she moaned as we spun about in the current.

“I know,” I panted. The boat was finally forgotten as we shared our sisterly love with each other. “Mmm, I love it when you nibble on my clit.”

Her finger caressed my pussy before she buried her mouth back into my body. I moaned, my fingers sliding along her smooth scales. My body spasmed against hers. It was so wonderful and sweet. I never wanted to stop licking her.

“Let’s cum together,” I moaned.

“Yes, yes, yes! You have the best ideas Ayral.”

I smiled into her pussy. I stroked the back of her tail up to her back, playing around at the transition between scales and flesh. My boobs pressed into her stomach, my nipples aching points massaged by her skin.

We moaned together. Her fingers dug into my scales as her passion built and built. I knew Yrsla, she grew closer to cumming. I latched onto her clit. I nipped it with my teeth as my tail shuddered. I was so close.

“You ready?” Yrsla panted. “I’m so close.”

“Yes, yes! I am so ready to cum with you.”

Our bodies shuddered together as our orgasm burst through us. Such wonderful bliss washed through me. Our tails thrashed, spinning us faster in the current. We tumbled through the water as our orgasms surged through us.

I was lost to the pleasure. I let it drift through my mind. I kept licking her. Yrsla’s tongue never stopped playing with my pussy. I held her tight, cuddling her as we drifted, the pleasure relaxing out of my body.

“Mmm, that was fun,” Yrsla smiled, her tail fluttering.

“Uh-huh,” I smiled, letting go of her. We parted slightly. I was facing down at the sand. It drifted past us. We were caught in the current.

“Did that take your mind off the boat?” Yrsla asked as she turned over to give me a kiss.

“The boat?”

Her lips pressed on mine. We turned and the surface came into view. My eyes widened as I kissed my sister. The boat was still over us. We drifted with it while making love. I broke the kiss and pushed away from my sister.

We were far away from the village. No one would know. I swam for the forbidden surface.

“Ayral!” Yrsla called out. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to look at the humans! I have to!”

“But…the law! Father will be very angry at you.” Yrsla swam after me and snagged my hand, yanking me around.

“Please, Yrsla,” I said, cupping her cheeks. Her blue hair floated around her pain-filled face. “I need to find out.”

“But…humans are monsters.”

“Then why did the old mermaids love them?” My eyebrows furrowed.

“Well…they didn’t have a choice…” Yrsla looked up at the boat. “They have a net out. They’re fishing.”

I rolled my eyes. “We eat fish.”

“Well…” Yrsla bit her lip.

“We keep schools of fish for eating, Yrsla. How’s it different?”

“They’re air dwellers. Why don’t they throw their nets in the air and catch those flying fish.”
“Birds?”

“Yes, birds. Then they don’t need to pollute are waters with their boats.”

I shook my head and peered into her silver eyes. “Please, Yrsla. I need to know. Every day, I wonder about them. Why do we have such romantic songs about them and stories about brave fisherwives and strong fisherman? There has to be a reason.”

Yrsla’s eyebrows scrunched up. “But…that makes Father…wrong.” Yrsla licked my lips. “If you go up there, they’ll hurt you. Father can’t be wrong.”

“I’m willing to take the risk.” My thumbs stroked her cheeks. “Please, Yrsla.”

“Fine,” she pouted and jerked away from me. “Go up there and break the rules. It’ll be your own fault when you wind up dead.”

Yrsla turned and swam fast, shooting back to the village.

I watched her swim off. I wasn’t making a mistake. I felt it in my heart. This was the right decision. I loved Father, but I couldn’t be his merslut, daughter-concubine any longer. I didn’t want to be discarded. I wanted to be loved.

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Willa – Calthin Bay, Kingdom of Thlin

I stared at the profile of my husband as he stared into the water. His skin had that burnished, red tan of a true fisherman, not like some of the louts that tried to court me. A gorgeous mane of yellow hair spilled about his neck in a tangled mass. He was strong, working a ship put muscles on any man or woman, and it was nice to lean against his frame.

So I did that, resting my head on his shoulder. The bay wasn’t choppy today. The boat rocked in the gentle swell. We drifted on the current that circled the bay. The water lapped cool at my feet as the sun warmed my face.

I loved being out on the bay. It was partly why I chose to marry a fisherman. And Kolin had something all the other boys that pursued me—fishermen, dockworkers, merchant sons, carpenter apprentice, and more—all lacked. Kolin had dreams.

He always talked passionately about the old stories, pining to see a real mermaid. The way he talked about them, well, it stirred a girl’s heart. He had vision. On our marriage night, he had me convinced we would see a mermaid. I knew my older sisters and their husbands never went through with the mutual masturbation into the bay.

I was crushed with him when she did not appear. He made me believe.

“Maybe there are mermaids down there,” I whispered, my hand on his thigh. I stroked up the fish-leather shorts, my fingers crossing the fine stitching that held the hides together until I reached his groin, I rubbed him. “We could try to attract one’s attention?”

A smile crossed Kolin’s lips. “I married the best girl on all of Rez. No, all of the Myrt Sea.”

“Not all of Thlin?” I asked.

“Well,” he smiled, “I’ve heard of the girls of Lusor and their large, round breasts.”

I elbowed him in the stomach. “You think a girl that’s never tasted the sea could be better than me? Their skin is so light it’s pink, never burnished by the sun.”

A grin split his lips. “I guess you’re right. The best girl in all of Thlin.”

“Then let’s summon a mermaid,” I grinned, “and court her.”

My hand caressed his bulging cock. He swelled beneath my hand, always so ready and eager. I pulled at the lacings, the knot coming undone. My hand pushed inside and grasped hid dick. His groan was satisfying to my ears. I drew out his cock, his tip dark-red and throbbing, leaking precum.

“You’re eager,” I purred to him as I stroked up his cock. I squeezed harder, letting the drop of precum bead the tip before I smeared it around his thumb. “You’re just eager to cum, aren’t you?”

“I want the mermaid to taste my salt on the waves,” he panted.

Kolin’s hand reached over and touched my bare stomach before sliding up to my breasts. I had freed them earlier, letting the sun kiss my tits like a proper fisherwife. The town girls didn’t know the freedom of the bay and the salt, and hid their breasts like shy maids. Kolin’s calloused hand reached my breast and squeezed, his thumb stroking over my nipple.

The pleasure shot down to between my thighs, moistening my pussy. My hand tightened on his shaft, stroking him faster as I squirmed. I crossed my thighs, caressing my aching clit. I turned my face, pressing my lips against his cheek, his stubble was rough on my lips.

“Willa,” he groaned as my hand flew up and down on his cock. His hand squeezed my breast as his passion grew.

I kissed to his ear. My tongue flicked out, caressing it. “That’s it, seed the ocean and attract us a merwife.”

Kolin’s cock throbbed in my hand. My other hand pushed inside his shorts to massage his cum-laden balls. His hand squeezed my tit every time I played with his sensitive nuts. My hand slapped into his groin as I stroked him.

“I’m so close,” he groaned. “Willa, yes.”

“Just imagine the little mermaid beneath the waves, her hair fanning about her beautiful face, her breasts bobbing in the underwater current. She is staring up at us, her mouth open, eager to taste your salt on the water.”

“Gods, yes,” he panted. “Vedr’s stormy wind, I want her to taste my salt.”

I hoped Vedr, Goddess of Storms, would show us her favor instead of her anger.

“She’ll love your flavor. Her little mermaid pussy will grow so excited. She’ll draw closer to the surface while you rub my little clit and make me cum so hard I squirt my dew into the water. She’ll love both of our flavor and rise to the surface. She’ll court us and love us and bless us.”

“I can almost see her!” Kolin moaned as he stared into the depths. “She’s a dark shadow, her hair fanning out. She’s watching us.”

I looked down. The water rippled around the boat, glinting with the sunlight. For a moment, which was probably merely a trick of light bending and playing on the surface, I thought I saw her staring up at us.

“Cum!” I moaned as my hand stroked up his cock. “Seed the water!”

“Las’s cumming cock!”

My husband’s dick throbbed in my hand. He growled. His dick shuddered. I could feel the cum shooting through his cock to the tip, then the white fountained onto the sea, a small bit of foam before it dissolved into the water.

“Yes! Taste my salt,” Kolin groaned as a second blast erupted.

I squeezed hard as I slid my hand up his cock. A third blast shot into the water and then more dribbled out, running across my hand. Kolin panted as I raised my hand to my lips and enjoyed his salty seed.

“How can a mermaid resist this?” I purred as I took a second lick.

“She can’t,” he groaned. “Now let’s add your dew to sweeten the waters.”

I grinned at my husband, my poor pussy on fire.

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Ayral

I was so close to the surface. The humans sat on the edge of their boat, dangling their land-fins in the water. Through the rippling waves, I could see the fisherwife stroke her fisherman’s cock. The man’s strange appendages, tipped with stubby fingers, curled in the water.

Something white shot from him. His seed. It splashed on the water. They were giving me an offering. They were looking for a mermaid to court. My heart beat with excitement. His strange not-fin appendages kicked, swirling the water as more of his cum rained down.

I opened my mouth, breathing in the sea. I moved higher, searching for the taste of his cum. There was something saltier in the water. It was so faint, but it was delicious. My heart beat with excitement as I swam higher and higher.

I was breaking the law. The ocean’s surface was so close. The salty flavor grew stronger. I loved the taste of his seed. It was so exciting.

But what if they were evil like Father claimed? I bit my lip as I watched them. They shifted around. The fisher wife knelt on the edge of the boat. The fisherman ran his hands between her land-fins. They were almost like another set of arms, but thicker and longer. He rubbed between them.

Why?

I swam a little closer. My eyes widened. Between her strange, lower arms was something pink. A slit lay between them. Her pussy. The man stroked and fingered her, rubbing across her little clit. My own hands slid down my belly to my scales. I brushed around my slit. My flesh opened up to reveal my excited clam.

I stroked my folds as I watched the man pleasure his fisherwife.

The woman’s moans were muffled, but full of pleasure. She sounded as sweet as any mermaid crying out in bliss. The fisherman knew how to please her. His fingers were so deft as they stroked through her folds.

I fingered my self, pumping my digits in and out of my greedy hole. The salty flavor of the man’s seed was so strong in the water. I just had to flick my tail a few times, and I would broach the surface. I bit my lip.

They couldn’t be evil. Look at how much pleasure he gave her.

But Father also gave me that same pleasure.

The fisherman leaned over and kissed the curvy cheeks that adorned the woman’s rear. They almost were like breasts, forming a delicious, heart-shaped mound at the tops of her strange land-fins. His lips kissed deeper and deeper in between those curvy cheeks, licking and sucking at something.

“Yes…my asshole…lick it..” moaned the woman, her words momentarily clear before a wave slapped up against the side of the boat.

“Wow,” I gasped. “He’s tonguing her rear slit. That’s so…”

I almost said nasty, but then I remembered how passionate she moaned as he licked her. She loved it. This man wanted to pleasure her. Not like Father. He only used me for his pleasure. He fingered my pussy so I would let him fuck me.

But the fisherman already came. He didn’t have to pleasure his fisherwife. He wanted to. It was so beautiful.

My fingers curled in my pussy’s depths. My tail fluttered beneath me as my pleasure rose. I wanted to meet them. I didn’t care how much in trouble with father I would get into. This felt so right to me. I brushed that special spot inside of me.

My pussy spasmed about my fingers.

“Kolin!” gasped the woman.

Her pussy clenched. My eyes widened as clear juices squirted from her pussy and splashed on the surface of the sea. I breathed through my mouth and tasted something tangy and exciting. Her pussy was wonderful.

They had to be wonderful.

My fin fluttered and I propelled myself the last ten feet to the surface. I broke through the water and entered air. I gasped in shock as my skin suddenly felt…not wet. My hair clung around my face and shoulders instead of fanning about me. Everything sounded so different—sharper, louder. Not muted by the dull roar of the ocean.

“It’s a mermaid, Willa!” the man gasped, his words loud, almost assaulting my ears. But there was such excitement in his voice.

I knew I had made the right decision to court these humans.

To be continued…

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