The sudden frenching catches you off guard--and really doesn't help with the bulge growing in your pants--but you keep your grip firm. Her thick tongue slurps around your mouth, and you think you can hear her moan while she does it. Thankfully, with how focused she is on working you over like a sex-starved cougar, she's not putting enough effort into resisting you.
Unfortunately, just when you think you've managed to push this uncomfortably forward fish away, she surprises you by suddenly weaving and ducking her head down underwater. Your hands lost their grip on her smooth, wet scales in the process, and you only barely managed to stop yourself from getting your head dunked into the swamp by holding on again. This time, all you have is a weak hold just below her dorsal fin; your stomach sinks as you realize she's free to do whatever incredibly naughty things she's planned next. Though, a certain traitorous part of your body seems to be looking forward to that...you groan as her tail lovingly strokes your jewels some more.
"P-puh--please," you groan softly in between ragged breaths, "Stop...! I-I--""
When the sides of your shirt lift, you shudder hard (inasmuch as you can, being restrained and in the water). You'd try to prevent it, really, but it's too late. The resistance from the water ensures you won't be able to move her fins away, and even if you managed to grab them, she'd probably just overpower you anyway. And so, when she lifts your shirt over your head, you can't even bring yourself to struggle.
That didn't go unnoticed.
The fish coos warmly, stroking a fin down your waist. You reluctantly look down at her, and you finally fully accept that this is NOT your average, everyday, non-sapient fish, because that look, that smolder she's giving you couldn't be anything other than a very human mixture of affection and unbridled lust.
Aaand there's that giggle again--no, you're not hearing things. Nor are you seeing them, either: those big, soft, puckered lips moving towards your neck are very much real. You sigh, understanding the inevitable. She's in her element; there's a snowball's chance in hell that you're getting away. As such, you don't even bother attempting to push her away. Might as well get it over with, right?
Or maybe your dick is speaking for you...
You flinch a bit as the amorous fish smooshes her lips onto the thin, sensitive skin of your collarbone. Right away, she starts suckling on it, putting her prominent mouth to work. A gentle, warm, prickling feeling follows suit. She's nibbling it too. Another, weaker wave of pleasure radiates from there--though, as humiliating as it is to say, it's nothing compared to what's coming from under the belt.
As quickly as she planted those lips on you, she pulled them off with a loud, popping sound, leaving the spot with a familiarly wet, sticky, tingly sensation. But as she's shown you before, and as you've come to expect, she's not even close to done yet. Without pause, she continues to paint your bare skin with her natural lipstick, first starting with the other collarbone, then getting progressively lower on your torso as she went.
You pant silently, biting your cheek. It's all you can do to keep yourself from moaning out loud--and you don't know if you can live with the shame of earnestly enjoying this. Though, if her frustratingly amazing job on massaging your junk is anything to go by, your facade isn't going to last much longer.
*smooch* *smorch* *smack* *chu* *smoooooch*
Your eye is twitching. Your heart is pounding in your chest. And worst of all, your cock is absolutely throbbing against her tail...at this point, it would take a miracle to stop you from doing something you're definitely gonna regret...
...and as she puts one last kiss on your happy trail, then stares you in the eyes with that same playful look, you feel that 'something' is gonna happen right now...
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