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THE CAPTAIN AND THE MERMAID

This tale is one of lore and debauchery, overheard in seaport public houses on seven continents and many islands, where saltwater is met with ale, rum, and lies. It is a tale of what lust and longing can do to men and creatures of all kinds when primal urges overthrow bounds of reason.

This tale begins with Captain Colossus whose legendary cock earned him his moniker – a moniker of both respect and fear. Male sailors revered him, and some were rashly envious. Every man thought The Captain was some sort of god, but having such a large cock was a glory that was rife with loneliness.

You see, most women feared Captain Colossus, for his mighty cock was way more enormity than most women could even dream of handling. Among the women folk, The Captain was more of a freak than a god.

Even seasoned sex workers dare not let him enter due to the painful girth and length. They would stroke his cock for two bits, but sex was out of the question and a blow job was impossible.

With such an equine reputation, Captain Colossus’s sex life was worse than even the most hideous of sailors who had normal dicks. In an attempt to dampen his pining away for a compatible twat, The Captain took to drinking all day, every day. His sexual frustrations marinated in booze resulted in the most irritable captain the oceans ever saw. He barely functioned and he put his life and the life of his crew in danger many times over. Eventually, no one would sail with him. He was truly alone.

One day, in some nameless tropical island port, he stocked up on cheap rum and boarded his boat. He brought no food or water, for he planned to drink himself to death at sea. As he cast off, he dropped his pants, waved his cock at any onlookers, and laughed. From the shore, he looked like an insane man wrestling a losing match against a giant anaconda.

As he wagged his meat, he realized just how long it had been since he ejaculated; despite his drunkenness, his cock began to stiffen. He had an idea. He stroked his member to full mast and then stroked some more. A crowd of perverts and other curious people started forming on the shore to watch. A few sex workers bared their breasts in jest at The Captain. As his ship slowly drifted, The Captain brought himself to orgasm. He pointed his cock off the stern and semen spewed from his phallic monolith like a geyser of salty cream.

“Ha ha ha!” He crowed as lingering gobs of cum oozed out of his dick hole. “You see! You see that?” He shouted. No one answered. Most of the crowd turned and walked away. They knew he had finally lost his mind. A few hardcore deviants stuck around to watch just for kicks, but, other than that, gulls and a few crows were all that was left to witness the mad captain drift away.

“Fuck you then!” He screamed. “You’ll all be sorry!” His ramblings were those of a drunkard. He stumbled and fell. He was too drunk to help himself up, so he just laid on the deck and passed out.

Unbeknownst to Captain Colossus, all the commotion caught the attention of some mystical sea creatures who had been lurking around the bay. A small pod of mermaids had watched the masturbatory exhibition from below. One mermaid, in particular, found The Captain intriguing. She persuaded the other mermaids to help guide the ship safely out to sea. With their strong tails, the mermaids made sure the ship stayed away from any treacherous rocks or other obstructions. Once land was out of sight, all but one of the mermaids swam away. The intrigued one lingered.

Without wasting any time, she held her breath and boarded the ship the way mermaids do. While The Captain slept, she stripped him naked and dragged him into the water. He instinctively woke up and began struggling once he splashed into the sea. The mermaid held him afloat from behind and whispered soft mermaid words into his ear. Although her language was unintelligible to humans, her tone conveyed the intent of safety. The Captain became mesmerized and soon he relaxed and let the mermaid wash his muscular body. She gave extra attention to his member, and soon it began to grow; and grow it did. She could barely hold its circumference with both hands.

The cool ocean water and bath helped sober up The Captain, and, with the mermaid stroking his cock, he began to reconsider inflicting a fatal dose of alcohol poisoning upon himself.

“Who are you?” he asked.

The mermaid just smiled and quickly fashioned a float from her secretions. She handed him the float and he held on. With a splash of her tail, she disappeared under the water.

“Of course she left!” growled The Captain. “They all bursa escort do!”

Before his anger got the better of him, he felt a most pleasurable and unfamiliar sensation on the tip of his penis. It felt like a million slippery, velvety suction cups were gently vibrating on his swollen glans.

Unbeknownst to him, mermaids’ jaws, although human in appearance, could open much like a fish. This gave mermaids the inherent ability to open wide to engulf prey for feeding; it also enabled these lovely creatures to suck impossibly large cocks. The texture of their mouths lent themselves to giving the most incredible head imaginable. In fact, the deep sexual gratification was beyond comprehension.

The Captain moaned as the mermaid took in more of his cock. Down her throat it went until all his cock was inside her. He had never felt anything so stimulating, but that was just the beginning. The mermaid stuck out her tongue and swirled it around his massive balls; then she licked behind his balls, all the way to his freshly cleansed anus. The sensations almost tickled. His body involuntarily twitched as electric bolts of ecstasy shot through his veins.

Every part of his erogenous area screamed with delight. Within minutes, he felt a fresh batch of jizz roiling at the base of his cock. He held on to the float with one hand and reached down to hold the mermaid’s head with the other. She knew what that meant, so she tightened her suction even more.

With intense bodily contractions, The Captain blasted buckets of cum down the mermaid’s throat. She gulped it down in stride and tenderly milked every last drop of delicious goo from his cock.

After a lifetime of ridicule and angst, The Captain finally found himself sexually satisfied; however, the mermaid was not finished with him yet. She dived to the ocean floor and picked a secret mermaid aphrodisiac. She swam to the surface and handed it to The Captain. She motioned for him to eat it.

“What is this?” he snarled. Despite the amazing blowjob, he still did not trust the mermaid.

She gestured to him that the plant would make his dick hard again so he could fuck her. He took a nibble.

“Ugh! This is awful!” he barked as he tossed the plant. “Are you trying to kill me?!”

Immediately the plant’s chemicals absorbed into his bloodstream, and his cock twitched. Then it twitched again. Within seconds, his dick started to grow. He reached for the plant that floated on the surface where he tossed it. He bit off a nice sized chunk and chewed the nasty-tasting plant. Then he swallowed.

His cock swelled to magnificent proportions and hardness. He looked at the mermaid right in the eyes, and she looked at him. She lay back and let her tail surface. She wanted to show The Captain her pussy. To his surprise, her genitalia resembled a freshly waxed human vagina. Her pink opening glistened as she ran her fingers along her inviting labia. The Captain had never seen such a sight.

She floated closer to The Captain so he could access her pussy. He lowered his head slightly and gave it a lick. It was juicy and tasted like fresh abalone. He gave it another lick. The mermaid moaned. Her clitoris became engorged. The Captain licked her more and more.

“Ahhh!” she squealed. “Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Her body writhed with lusty pleasure. Although The Captain wasn’t entirely sure exactly how a mermaid vagina worked, he seemed to be doing something right. She kept moaning and squirming until she cried out with some very strange and loud sexual noises. She squeezed her tits firmly and rhythmically grinded her pussy against his face. He could only assume she was cumming. Her body splashed about in what seemed to be a very nice orgasm.

After she briefly caught her breath, she rotated her body, so she was facing The Captain. Her mouth was close to his. She parted her lips and kissed him. The sweet taste of her own pussy on his lips excited her.

She grabbed his cock and touched the tip against her erogenital opening. She then stuffed that cock inside her. He penetrated her deeply and stretched her pussy like it had never been stretched before. She enjoyed the sensation of such a massive member inside her. He enjoyed how deeply he could slide inside her and how tightly they fit together.

The two kissed and fucked. They moved slowly at first, but once they got the anatomical logistics squared away, they began to move more freely and more vigorously.

She moaned with each deep thrust.

“Oh, you like that, do you?” he whispered.

She nodded her head and called out, “Ahhh!”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” he grunted. He could feel bursa eskort another load preparing for delivery. Her pussy was getting ready to cum again too.

Their moans synchronized. The Captain and the mermaid came together hard until they were truly spent. Both of their bodies and sexual organs relaxed with pleasant exhaustion.

The Captain almost forgot that he was human as he leaned his head back into the water. A splash of saltwater jarred his memory. He was tired and needed to get back on the boat so he could rest.

He swam a short distance and climbed the ladder as the mermaid looked on. Once on deck, The Captain looked back to see the mermaid. Her beauty enchanted him, at least from the waist up. Her amazing jaw and her accommodating pussy gave him feelings he never felt before; but he wondered how this would work. Surely something would go wrong and ruin the relationship with his newfound sex partner.

He dropped anchor. The mermaid watched as the strong, naked captain worked on deck. She noticed how well he cleaned up. His rugged, masculine jaw line and weathered face somehow made him appear wise and stately. Hard work at sea had sculpted his strong body so that muscles rippled when he moved. Of course, his colossal cock was a sight to behold; she noticed it wasn’t just massive, but it had a well-proportioned shape to it as well. She wanted him again.

The Captain cracked a smile when he saw the mermaid gazing upon him. He realized that the smile felt strange. It had been so long since he had any joy in his life, that he could not remember the last time he smiled. It almost felt… nice.

Once finished with prepping the boat, the Captain looked at the mermaid.

“I’m going to sleep now!” he said as he gestured placing his head on a pillow.

The mermaid smiled, blinked her big, beautiful eyes, and mimicked the sleep gesture. The Captain smiled again. The mermaid dived under the water and swam to the boat where she nestled up against the stern. She too would rest.

Later that afternoon, The Captain awoke. For once in a very long time, he was not hungover. He only had slight chills and a headache from the alcohol leaving his body. The mermaid heard The Captain stirring and peaked her head over the rails. A smile lit up his face when he saw her. She smiled back and held her breath to board the vessel.

He helped her on board and the two of them laid on deck to cuddle and kiss. They were falling for each other and they let the warm feeling of infatuation flood their bodies.

As they snuggled up with one another, the mermaid felt something prod her tailfin. Upon reaching down, she realized The Captain was getting hard again. She was pleased. She pressed against his shoulder to have him lie flat on his back so she could mount him.

With some deft maneuvering and amazing core stability, she got on top and let The Captain’s love stick penetrate her. They kissed passionately as they made love slowly. Every thrust made the mermaid moan. The two lovers fucked tenderly until they mutually orgasmed.

The mermaid pointed to her mouth indicating she needed air. The Captain helped her to the rails where she dived in. He noticed her hips for the first time as she breached and dived deep under water.

“She’s got a pretty nice ass for a fish,” He thought. “Even for a human, she’s got a pretty nice ass.”

He laughed to himself and caught himself wondering about his future with a mermaid. Could they make this relationship work? They could hardly talk to one another, but they seemed to communicate just fine. The sex was beyond words.

“What more was there to be had in a relationship?” he thought.

As he mused, she splashed to the surface with a goodie bag full of crab, lobster, and some seaweed.

“Well, I’ll be fucked,” he said to himself. “If she can cook too, I want her as my bride.”

He was old-fashioned that way.

The mermaid wasted no time boarding the ship. She motioned for him to show her to the galley. After rifling through the very disorganized cupboards, she found a large pot and began to prepare dinner. One crab and one lobster went into the pot to boil. She saved her rations to be eaten raw.

When dinner was ready, the two ate in peaceful silence. Although The Captain was short on spices, the fresh catch still tasted good. He was delighted. She signaled to him that he was on dishes duty because she caught and cooked dinner. She also needed some air. Her mobility skills on deck were improving so she quickly scurried off the boat.

The Captain cleaned the dishes and the entire galley.

“What’s this?” he asked himself as he reached into one of the drawers.

It was a ring; a ring he had found years ago in a port full of thieves. He recalled that he had thought someone probably stole the ring and dropped it along the way. Its shimmer caught his eye, so he picked it up and stowed it on his ship. He had all but forgotten about it, but what great fortune to have this ring at this time.

The splashing of the mermaid startled him, and he quickly shoved the ring back into the drawer. He walked to the deck and the two cuddled up again, this time, to watch the sunset.

Once the sky lost its color and the stars appeared, the two agreed that it was time for bed. She entered the sea and found her nook at the stern, and he retired to the cabin.

For several days the partners sailed the ocean. She collected a wide variety of food, and he cleaned the place. Soon the ship looked better than it had in a long time. They also found plenty of time for sex. With their basic needs met, there was nothing to do but screw. He even stowed the booze so he could sell it back the next time he docked.

After dinner one night, The Captain felt it was time to make this arrangement permanent if she would take him. He snatched the ring and got on one knee to give it to her. Although mermaid culture did not engage in such rituals, she knew what the ring meant and she nodded, “Yes.”

He slid the ring on her finger and the two of them decided that that was married enough. No minister would marry a man to a mermaid anyway. No paperwork. No litigious divorce if things went sour. Just love.

The excitement of solidifying their bond made them horny, so they began to kiss. He fondled her breasts and nibbled her nipples. Her pussy quivered and moistened. His cock rose. The two lied on their sides and she turned about-face and began to tease his stiff pole with her tongue while scooting her pussy toward his face.

Soon she felt his mouth on her vulva. The way he licked her pussy drove her wild. She fully engulfed his cock as he feasted on her tasty snatch. The two were enraptured with erotic ecstasy. There is nothing quite like 69ing with someone you really love – giving and receiving simultaneously.

The two creatures writhed with carnal lust and pleasure until the sexual stimulation caused them both to achieve simultaneous marital bliss into each other’s mouths.

The days of erotic love making turned into weeks, and the weeks into months. The Captain and The Mermaid enjoyed their lives together, but The Captain realized that, at some point, it would be a good idea to make some money. The ship needed maintenance, and some food variety would be nice.

With his sexual and emotional needs met, The Captain enjoyed life, and it showed. He found that he was a kind individual beneath all the pent-up frustrations and drunkenness. His new disposition lent itself to being a good captain and he was able to secure a steady, strapping crew in no time.

Within a few weeks, they began shipping and trading food, spices, jewelry, and clothing in ports across the world. The Mermaid’s friends and relations joined the team by harvesting select items from the sea so The Captain and his crew could sell them.

As it turned out, the crew and other mermaids in the pod had sexual wants and needs too. This led to uninhibited, frequent group-spawns on deck. The Captain and The Mermaid enjoyed their monogamous arrangement, so they simply watched the shows, but the crew and the other mermaids were less particular about who they fucked, resulting in quite an interesting arrangement of interspecies genital contact and cum.

The well-fucked crew and pod of mermaids were all as happy as could be, and, before long, the ship got a reputation for delivering the finest goods with the friendliest crew anyone had met.

One day, after watching one of the massive orgies, The Mermaid had an idea that changed everything. They could sell party cruises where clients paid for an hour with a mermaid or two. She shard this idea with her husband and the two implemented the idea which proved to be quite lucrative. These “spawn parties”, as they were called, sold for top dollar. It turned out that there was quite a market for mermaid pussy.

In just a few short years, Captain Colossus and The Mermaid decided to end the cruises and trade. They wanted to retire. The Captain and The Mermaid were rolling in cash. The crew was renumerated well too, so everyone on board enjoyed financial security so they could settle down if they chose.

The Captain and The Mermaid spent the rest of their lives loving each other and engaging in erotic sex at sea. Neither of them ever said, “No” to whatever the other one wanted to try. That was their secret to a long lasting, fulfilling relationship. That level of trust and passion became the legend that I can share with you today.

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