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turquoise-emerald-gale · 17 May 2026 -
Belle's friend agrees to keep their relationship quiet in exchange for joining them.
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Isla was in heaven, her upper half basking on a rock, warming in the sun, while her lower half was submerged in the rock pool, and her hands twisted in Belle's hair, the mermaid eating her pussy like it was her first meal in weeks. Moaning and arching against the rock, her legs over Belle's shoulders as the mermaid licked and sucked her clit, she squirmed in the water as the pleasure wound up like a spring inside her, tighter and tighter and tighter...
Belle held onto her thighs, two fingers sliding inside her as her lips latched around Isla's clit, and as she curled them inside the human, Isla cried out in delight, jerking against her face as she came. Belle continued to stroke her walls, drawing out the orgasm until Isla was a whimpering mess, trembling and tugging on her hair, and then she finally stopped. Peering out of the water, she grinned, hands trailing up Isla's body. "You taste so delicious, my human."
Isla giggled, sliding down against the sand till only her head was above water, pulling Belle on top of her, leaning in to kiss her salty lips. "You taste even more delicious, my mermaid."
Belle smiled against her lips, deepening the kiss, her long tongue sliding between Isla's lips and teasing the human's as she settled between her legs. Isla could feel Belle's slit, puffy with arousal with her cock- that's what Isla had started calling it, though it wasn't precisely that- starting to emerge put of it. Right now it just felt like another pussy, grinding against hers, and she slid her hands down Belle's tail to press her harder against her. Belle gasped, rocking back against the human, and her tentacle-like cock emerged fully and slid right inside Isla's sensitive pussy, filling her up with the cold appendage that quickly warmed up with Isla's body heat.
Isla groaned, pressing up against Belle's cold body, their breasts rubbing against each other as Belle started to thrust, the water growing choppy around them. Belle was starting to gasp for oxygen, unable to stay out of the water for very long, and Isla pulled her down into the water, for a moment forgetting that she couldn't breathe in it. It just felt so good, kissing Belle and being filled by her, and she moaned, muffled by the water, as Belle started to fuck her harder. …
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She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
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