She made an appreciative little cooing noise when she gazed upon his rigid member, and slipped her fingers around it without so much as a glance toward his face. He was starting to feel quite objectified by then, although he sensed that it would probably have been foolish to try and run at that point. Foolish, and potentially a good deal Less fun.

Her cool grip soon warmed with the heated length in her grasp, and she seemed to enjoy the sensation so much that she angled him closer and rubbed his thick, fleshy helmet across her bare cheek. A low murmur of approval began to rise from within her chest, and she began to stroke him with her fingers. She was a Little too firm at first, and he winced slightly at her tight grip. That made her actually look up at him, and she seemed to recognise she wasn't going about the matter properly. She gave an apologetic nod of her head whilst loosening her grip, now watching him for his reaction.

In response, he let out a long breath that combined relief with the much more pleasurable experience of her hand gliding over his hardened flesh. She seemed to refine her technique by looking at him, and she seemed an excellent judge of expression.

By now it was clear that she wasn't out to harm him, and he slowly reached out to her to slip his hand beneath her arm and pull her up over him. After a moment of hesitation, she followed his lead and shifted her long tail to push herself closer. It brought her face to his and he moved to kiss her lips.

That was apparently not the thing to do. Her hand immediately left his cock and darted to his neck where he felt a very powerful grip slam him back against the tree. He almost jumped out of his own skin with shock as her face changed. The bright aqua coloured eyes seemed to fill with an inky substance that Left them Looking alarmingly shark-Like, and her mouth opened to reveal a second row of vicious looking needle-like teeth descending in front of the pristinely human first row.

“Shit! Ok, ok!" He held out his arms to the sides and opened his palms in what he hoped to hell was a peaceable gesture.

“My bad. I'm sorry."

Though she couldn't understand the words, it seemed that his tone and body Language were enough to get her to Loosen her choke-hold on him The black eyes and devastatingly horrific teeth remained in place, and he decided not to press his luck.

"I didn't mean to make any assumptions there, but we kind of skipped straight to the main event and I wanted to catch up a Little. You've got very kissable lips, and I figured you owed me a little smooching after turning my trunks to mulch."

Again, the words seemed to fly over her head whilst he tried to keep his tone level and playful. She regarded him with an eerie stillness for a few moments before the darkness faded from her eyes and the bright colour of the ocean set them alight again. The teeth slowly receded back into her mouth, and she took her grip from his throat entirely before offering what he thought might have been a slightly apologetic nod. She then placed a finger on her lips, and turned her hand as if she was locking up a padlock.

“Huh, ok then." He nodded in agreement.

“Fondling allowed, but the Lips are off Limits?" He touched his own lips lightly and shook his head. She nodded in reply.

“Alright, can I kiss you other places?" He didn't quite know what possessed him to say that. His Libido was going to get him killed if he wasn't careful.

She didn't seem to understand the words this time, and frowned at him before reaching back down to grasp his cock again. A slight smile formed on her mouth when she felt that scaring the hell out of him apparently did nothing to soften that particular appendage.

“Hey!" He caught her attention again when he saw her smiling at his wang as if it had more sense than he did. "I'm up here.”

She returned her gaze to his face, and watched with a kind of passive interest whilst her hand once again began flying up and down his length. Those freakishly fast movements she'd displayed beforehand definitely translated well into giving a damned superb hand-job. He wasn't giving up on the idea of kissing her, but he didn't want her to get all “terror of the deep" again. So he placed two fingers on his lips and then slowly reached out to place them on her belly-button.

He was almost surprised to hear something akin to a giggle from her; although it sounded oddly familiar to a noise that dolphins made. She seemed to take the hint, and after a moment of consideration she nodded her head as if they were both conspirators out to bend the rules as much as possible. He didn't quite know what the rules were, but it felt good to be looked at like they were being naughty. Soon he found himself leaning to the side as she shifted to offer her belly to him without taking her hand from his cock.

Kissing her firm belly was a uniquely pleasant sensation in experiencing the perfect smoothness of her skin. Other than the tuft atop her head and over her eyes, she was completely hairless. In fact he wasn't exactly sure that the stuff on her head and her brows was even hair in the strictest sense of the word. It seemed somewhat thicker and it didn't move like hair should.

In any case, he discovered that she didn't carry much of the flavour of the sea on her skin. The water of the river was fresh, and almost sweet in its composition. He chased a droplet down over her naval, leaving the soft touch of his lips in its wake before feeling the more metallic smoothness of her scales as the droplet slid between them and escaped him.

That strange marine laugh once again danced in the air at the sensation of his lips against her skin. He was only too happy to continue, and redirected his efforts further up her belly.

There was a quick lash of her tail again and he felt himself being pulled to lie back on the ground. Although this time there was no aggression in the movement, and he soon found himself staring up at a pair of beautiful, small breasts. Her entire frame was remarkably streamlined for obvious reasons, yet her movements carried a distinct femininity in their somewhat alien grace. It was that movement that combined with something in her features to make him believe that she might well have been as ageless as the sea, though she looked no more than a few years older than him.

Not that he was about to pause and start composing poetry just then. Her hand dancing along his cock had made any contemplation difficult, and he had a gorgeous pair of distractions in front of his eyes. Taking her up on the blatant offer, he Leaned his head in and pressed his lips to the ripe, hanging fruit. The silken sensation of her skin added to the delight in running his lips over the gentle curve to trap the tip between them.

A little hiss brought his gaze up to her face, but the vicious appearance was nowhere to be found. Instead, her head was LoLling back and her eyes had closed as she savoured the touch. Slowly, he began to suck on her hardened nipple until it popped free of his lips and he quickly moved on to the other. The manhandling he'd endured was repaid in the form of a light nip of his teeth against the pebbled nub. She actually squeaked at the sensation, and he found it adorable enough to swish his tongue over the tingling Little bite mark. His hands shifted to cup each breast, and he released her from his lips to flick his tongue over her sensitive skin.

This clearly gave her ideas.

She pulled her breasts away from his face to shift around and Lower her head toward his aching cock once again. This started fraying his nerves after seeing those needle-pointed teeth and knowing how close they were to a rather tender area. Instead, it seemed she had another surprise to offer as her tongue emerged from within her mouth a long, prehensile muscle that extended to wrap around his pulsing Length in a slippery coil.