Seas of desire

The chains bit into his ankles as the lock clenched them tight around him. His boots and belt had already been claimed, leaving him in a torn white shirt and tatty cloth pants. The weight dropped from the edge of the ship, the short length of chain rattled over wood. With a jerk he was pulled from the ship plummeting towards the water.

Rope bound his wrists behind him so he could do nothing as the weight smashed into the calm water dragging him down. Bubbles erupted around him, water crashed down on top of him as he sank. Twisting as he descended he tried in vain to get loose, the chains wouldn't release their grip and the rope only tightened.

Hitting the seabed the stone weight threw up a cloud of sand, his body carried on downwards through the shifting cloud. With a jolt he hit the sand. Kicking up he made for the surface before the chain reached its maximum length snapping him to a stop a few yards from the seabed.

Above him, through the swirling sand the sunlight formed a disc on the surface, the shadow of the ship already moving away. He bobbed back down to the sand bare-feet sinking into the recently disturbed surface.

The pressure on his lungs felt like it was increasing as they began to burn from the lack of oxygen. It had been less than a minute since he had broken the surface but he knew he was already halfway dead. He moved to the stone, pushing one foot into the embedded metal ring. Straining he tried to pull the ring free from the stone but it was held tight.

Above him, sharks circled, the pool of light surrounded by four swimming figures. The figures spiralled down towards him as his sight grew dark, his lungs burned from their need for oxygen. His eyes closed and he accepted the darkness as the weight of the ocean pushed down on him.

Soft lips pressed against his, he felt a rush of air enter him. He opened his eyes ready to accept his first vision of the afterlife.

Before his eyes was the face of a woman, deep green eyes looked into his. Blonde hair floated around her face. It took him a few seconds to realize he was still chained to a stone on the ocean floor. As she moved back his lungs craved for her breath, the pain building much faster than before. Her lips moved back and he felt the rush of oxygen flood his body.

Her hands pressed against his chest as she pushed herself backwards to drift away from him. He got his first full view of her, a bare bronze chest, large round breasts gently bobbing in the water, erect nipples pointing at him. Her smooth body curved in at the waist, that was where the female body ended. Purple scales continued her body down into a long shimmering tail.

Slender fingers curled round his jaw pulling his head to the side as another mermaid pressed her lips to his. letting him fill his burning lungs again. He scanned round him, in addition to the original purple scaled mermaid and the one helping him breathe another two were swimming slightly further out.

One with an orange tail, pale skin and bright red hair, seemed to be circling wielding a trident, carrying it across her bare chest. The fourth's tail was emerald green, long hazel hair flowing down her back, she seemed to be waiting for something, hovering at a distance, occasionally spinning round to gaze around, before turning her attention back to him.

With his lungs calmed the mermaid providing his air released her grip on his face. She shared the same colourings as the first but was older, while the first resembled a girl of no more than 20, she looked closer to 40 although guessing the age of mermaids was not something he had tried to do before.

They shared facial similarities, that could have indicated a family tie. The younger was slender, with supple features. Her eyes shined with the spark of youth, her smile was broad and genuine, her face untouched by lines. She had pert breasts of early womanhood and smooth taught skin.

The older showed signs of age, fine lines on her face, fuller breasts, wider hips beneath the purple scales.

10 yards before him the young mermaid floated, the tip of her tail stirring up sand from the seabed. As he watched the shimmering scales slowly dissolved leaving long slender legs ending in petite feet with toes pointing down at the sand.

She gently floated down to the sand small clouds puffing out around her as she settled into the seabed. She walked across the sand as if she were walking along a beach rather than under the water.

His lungs seemed to have settled down, growing accustomed to being provided bursts of oxygen. But with a beautiful naked woman approaching with her hair flying out behind her he could feel his pulse racing and his body hungered for more oxygen. He turned his head to accept more oxygen but strained to watch her slow approach.

Before him she stopped, bending down, her hands searched in the sand. Rising back in front of him her hand contained a shining white shell. She stepped onto the stone that held him to the floor her body pressing against his. Her lips reached up for his, the soothing oxygen flooded into his body as his blood heated up. Her naked breasts rubbed against the waterlogged cloth of his shirt as she reached round behind him.

The rope holding his wrists together fell apart as the shell sliced easily through it. Dropping the shell back to the sand, her hand moved up his back going up to the back of his head pulling him into a full kiss, no longer was she helping him to breathe but their tongues were intertwined.

He tentatively slipped his arms around her hands, gliding over the smooth skin of her back. She pushed harder against his body nipples pushing through his shirt. He felt his body responding to her,  blood pumping through his hardening shaft.

Her hands slipped between their bodies fingertips teasing the buttons of his shirt open. Then continued down to his pants, untying the rope that held them up. Undone the ragged pants floated down his legs, revealing his growing member.

Her leg rubbed up his as she climbed up him, her legs wrapping round his waist. As she pulled her lips back from him he almost forgot he was underwater and had to stop himself from sucking in water. Her hand reached down to grasp him, her fingers gently sliding round him, encouraging his growth.

With him stiff in her hand she pushed her body back from his using the water to float away, she pulled herself back directing him into her letting him fill her as her body pressed against him.

His racing pulse was burning oxygen quicker and his lungs started to crave again, he looked at her for air but it was the older mermaid that pulled him to face her and press her lips against his. Before him the young mermaid took hold of his hands lowering herself back till she was horizontal. He felt himself swollen inside her, as she lent back he could feel himself pushing harder against her flesh. Slowly she began to pull herself back and forth pulling on his arms to slide along his rod. Her breasts supported by the water jiggled with movements, the erect nipples looking precariously balanced on top of the soft mounds.

Bubbles began to spill from her mouth, through the water he could hear distorted sounds of her moaning. Her muscles began to undulate around him, massaging him tightly within her. Her legs unlocked from round his waist to open wide, the only contact between them became their hands and and his rod inside her.

With her body floating it heightened the pressure around him. She let go of his hands so their only contact was his member. Her body slowly began to rotate he could feel her flesh circling him as she span in the water. Once face down she reached behind her for his hands once more and placed them on her hips.

He quickly began to pump her back and forth harder and harder, he had to take oxygen more often as his body burned through it faster and faster. His one hand moved from her hip to his ass, with her legs forced wide it was clenched tight, the firm flesh filling his hand.

Her muscles began to spasm around him, squeezing him in her hot flesh. He sucked in oxygen as he felt his body ready to explode. He moved her back and forth furiously, her hair flying around in the water. He grabbed her tightly around her waist to pull her tight against him.

His release flooded into her, his vision blocked by the bubbles that erupted from his mouth. She slipped from him and turned to face him. She kissed him again her hands holding his head, his fingers plunged into her hair holding her tight.

When she pulled back from him her tail was back, her skin still flushed from their sex seemed to shine. She waved, then turned and swam away, the older mermaid followed and the green tailed one that had been watching them swam past quickly to catch them up.

It was only the red haired one that had been patrolling that didn't swim off, she slowly approached holding her trident in her hand poised as if to attack. Stopping a few yards away from him she thrust the trident between his feet. The stone split from the force and he tumbled backwards through the water the iron ring at the end of the chain dragging through the sand.

Grabbing his open shirt she pulled him closer, she forced air into his lungs, the others had let him take the oxygen but she forced it into his lungs. She grabbed her trident and turned to swim after the others.

He didn't move for a couple of seconds, shocked by his rescue, then he grabbed hold of the ring hoping he had the strength to swim to the surface with it.

The sunlight on the surface of the water drew closer as he pushed hard towards the surface, his muscles aching, his lungs burning and his vision blurred. His vision gave out before he could reach the surface.

He woke on a beach the chain trailing down into the water with the ring hidden beneath the sand. His mind couldn't determine what had been real and what was delusions since he had dropped from the boat.


Word Count: 1810
Written For: October 15th 2010 "Sensual Fantasy"