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Calain found a lone palm tree standing along the beach, casting a cool shadow over the sand, and there, in a patch of wet grass, she laid Zelda and the mermaid down and proceeded to make love to them both. Zelda was shocked but could only gasp when Calain slid her large fingers, sudden and hard, between the fuzzy blonde lips of Zelda’s sex, then buried her face between the mermaid’s thighs, nuzzling her nose against the red hair there.
The mermaid was in ecstasy, thrusting her great jiggling breasts to the sky, gasping, crying out, her pale cheeks flaming, her cat-eyes hooded in a daze as Calain grunted and moaned, her redhead moving between the mermaid’s trembling thighs almost ravenously. Zelda wanted to be angry, but she didn’t even have time to watch or be furious and jealous, for Calain was fingering Zelda even as she was sucking upon the mermaid’s sex, and it was so delicious, Zelda was melting in the grass and sand, her eyes closed, moaning as Calain’s strong fingers roughly coaxed her to arousal. Her clitoris was throbbing so hard, it was maddening, and Calain’s thumb stroked it, coaxing it to pump faster and faster, causing her sex to swell hungrily with blood.
Eventually, Calain’s fingers were thrusting so hard that Zelda’s hips were jerking with them. Her sex released, the moisture gliding hot over Calain’s relentless fingers, until she was crying out, as beside her, the mermaid also screamed softly, at the mercy of Calain’s hungry lips and tongue.
Then Calain switched and her mouth was between Zelda‘s thighs, hot and eager, as her hand went to both women’s breasts. She caressed and massaged their breasts as she slid her tongue hard and deep inside Zelda, who blushed and twisted on her back, thrusting her big breasts to the sky. She glanced down and realized Calain was watching her and enjoying the sight of her curvy body gyrating against the pleasure. Calain’s cheeks were the slightest red and her green eyes were narrowed with silent satisfaction. She looked at Zelda as if she would devour her and seemed intent on doing just that as her head moved fast between Zelda’s trembling thighs.
Zelda was very pleased to see the mermaid watching Calain with longing, no doubt wishing she had tasted her with the same passion. But Calain’s true passion was for Zelda.
Breathless, breasts heaving, Zelda reached down and caressed Calain’s red hair. Calain closed her eyes and slid her tongue deeper, frowning with delight, her strong hand massaging Zelda’s heavy breast until it flushed with pleasure and white milk beaded free.
Calain leaned up and suckled gently on Zelda’s dripping nipple. Then her breathless mouth found Zelda’s mouth in a messy, passionate kiss. She was still groping the mermaid’s big breast, and she went to it next, sucking it slowly, pausing to drag her tongue around the nipple, so that it hardened yet more and the mermaid sighed.
But even as Calain was suckling at the mermaid’s breasts, she never took her hand from Zelda. The hand that groped Zelda’s breast so hard smoothed down her trembling belly to her sex, and the fingers slid in again, roughly curling, so that Zelda gasped as the pleasure flushed through her afresh. Before long, her hips were thrusting again as Calain aggressively coaxed her toward a climax.
Breathless and panting, Zelda frowned, closed her eyes, and arched her back against the sand, thrusting her breasts to the sky as Calain’s fingers worked her hard. She was embarrassed by her own screams, but by the gods, Calain’s touch was torturous, and she was vaguely aware of the mermaid screaming in soft shock beside her as she, too, was fingered hard toward a climax.
They screamed out together, Zelda and the mermaid, and in the silence that followed, Zelda could hear panting from them all, and the soft sound of lips touching skin. Zelda opened her eyes and saw Calain trailing slow kisses up the mermaid’s belly, over her breasts. She paused to pull on the mermaid’s pink nipple, sucking it into her lips and releasing it, so that the heavy breast wobbled. Then she kissed the mermaid’s neck, her cheek, and finally, she plunged her tongue in the mermaid’s mouth, and they kissed hungrily.
Zelda lay there, watching breathlessly, and felt her sex swelling with arousal again. Calain still hadn’t taken her hand from Zelda, and now she hooked her hand on Zelda’s waist and easily drew her near, as if she had picked up a pillow. She turned on her back, clutching small Zelda in one arm. The mermaid snuggled in Calain’s other arm, and they all lay there, breathless beneath the palm tree, as sunlight streamed warm over their skin.
Huddled in Calain’s tight, strong arm, Zelda breathlessly rested her cheek against Calain’s shoulder and laid her hand on Calain’s chest. Through the web of her tousled golden hair, she looked across and saw the mermaid doing the same. The narrow pupil of her cat-eye peeked at Zelda from behind strings of red hair and she smiled. She reached over with a webbed hand and stroked Zelda’s cheek with the back of her fingers. Zelda blushed a little, surprised by this affection.
Still panting to catch her breath, the mermaid closed her eyes. Calain smoothed a hard hand over the mermaid’s backside and squeezed. The mermaid giggled. Then Zelda felt Calain grope her backside as well and couldn’t help also giggling. Calain always made her feel like a silly little girl, so flustered and embarrassed! But she liked it. The feel of Calain’s strong hand so hungry on her backside made her clitoris throb gently.
Zelda glanced up. Calain was still looking at them with eyes that burned lust. She smiled and suddenly spanked their backsides. It was a playful wallop that made both of them giggle, their eyes flying wide in surprise. Calain spanked them again and again, so that they giggled harder and harder, their big breasts jiggling against her, which she seemed to enjoy watching.
Then, green eyes still narrow with hunger, Calain’s hands smoothed over both their backsides, and her fingers slid in their sexes. Zelda and the mermaid both lay on Calain’s chest, watching each other gasp and sigh in shock and delight as they were fingered from behind. They arched their backs, thrusting out their backsides, not to admit Calain’s fingers further – which was what happened – but in automatic response to the startling pleasure.
Calain fingered them deep and slow, watching them sigh, gently plunging her fingers, as if to savor the sensation of their tight lips squeezing around them.
Zelda was becoming incredibly aroused, not just from Calain’s touch, but also from watching the mermaid sighing and twisting helplessly opposite her. Calain was right: the mermaid did have fantastic breasts. They were perfect, so plump and full, and the nipples were rock-hard.
Even as she gasped helplessly from Calain’s fingering, Zelda’s eyes traveled to the mermaid’s face and she realized the woman was watching her as well. The mermaid’s cat-eyes were filled with lust. She leaned over, cupped Zelda’s face, and kissed Zelda on the mouth with a hunger that startled her.
Surprised at her own desire, Zelda kissed the mermaid back, thrusting her tongue against hers in a kiss that turned their heads. And as Calain fingered them to yet another climax, they moaned through the kiss, their sexes gushing over Calain’s relentless fingers.
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THE SEX SEEMED TO GO on forever. Zelda never wanted it to end! The giggling, the kissing, the fingering. . . But eventually, they all grew very tired, and Calain fell asleep with Zelda and the mermaid locked in her bulging arms.
“Tis getting late,” Zelda observed, her eyes on the twilight sky. “I didn’t want us to linger after dark. Surely you could tell me where the ship is now?”
The mermaid pouted. “Leaving so soon?” she said, lifting a small foot behind her.
“I must return to my baby,” Zelda said apologetically.
The mermaid glanced at Calain, who was still dozing between them, and said, “Then come. I shall show you where the ship is!” So saying, she took Zelda’s hand and pulled her up.
“We can’t leave Calain here alone!” Zelda protested.
“Tis not too far,” the mermaid assured her, amused by her worry for Calain.
They walked together against the wind, side by side, as the sun set over the water. Zelda hugged herself, her golden hair streaming across her face in the wind, and appreciated for the first time just how beautiful Menosea was, with its palm trees and white flowers. If not for the hostile elves, she might have stayed forever.
“You really love her, don’t you?” said the mermaid. She sounded wistful. She laughed girlishly. “You nearly took my head off when I said I wanted to lay with her.”
Zelda tried to hide her embarrassment, but the mermaid was only teasing her good-naturedly. “Calain is my true love,” she confessed, smiling as she thought of Calain's loving kisses on her skin just minutes before.
“I used to love someone like that,” said the mermaid, still sounding wistful.
“What happened?”
“Her heart strayed. . . And she found another.”
“Oh . . . I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. Just be careful of your knight’s intentions. If she strayed once, she will stray again.”
Zelda was silent as she struggled to find an argument, but she had no experience with love and relationships. Calain was her first . . .everything. She was beginning to feel cheated by the fact that she had spent most of her life in a tower and was beginning to wonder if sequestering her child away to some magickal land was what was best for her.
“How much of our argument did you hear?” Zelda asked apprehensively.
“Enough to know that neither of you are happy,” was the somber answer, “and unless something changes, I suppose you shall stay that way.”
Zelda hated that the mermaid was right, but they did indeed need to find a way to protect their family from the outside world, or there was always going to be a Melvalda or a Queen Cilia threatening their happiness.
After a few minutes, the mermaid stopped and faced the sea. “Out there,” she pointed. “An old cargo ship that sunk ten years ago. So not too long. You may yet salvage it.”
Zelda heard steps behind her and turned to see Calain coming their way across the sand, the wind beating back her red hair. She was leading Lucky by the reins and was carrying Zelda’s clothes and her stave. She drew near, kissed Zelda on the cheek, and said teasingly, “Weren’t leaving me behind, were you?”
Zelda smiled. “I said I’d never let you go, didn’t I?” She turned back to the sea, looking in the direction the mermaid had pointed. She felt slightly distracted that Calain and the mermaid were watching her so intently. She took her stave from Calain and took a step forward so that the others were behind her. Then her face creased in determination. She extended her hand in a lifting gesture, and she as did, the ship slowly rose from the sea.
Zelda heard Calain and the mermaid gasp but did not allow their awe to break her concentration. The ship was quite heavy to lift, despite the fact that it was broken in half. She focused on lifting only the prow, for she could feel with her mind that the broken stern was far heavier. As she focused, the tip of her stave grew brighter and brighter, until the front half of the ship was hovering just above the sea, water softly roaring as it cascaded from the sides in all directions. Zelda closed her hand into a fist, hardening the cascading water into ice, and sculpting the ice into a gangway, so that they could use it for a stair.
“Gods be good,” Calain whispered, staring at the hovering ship with wide eyes.
The mermaid also stood stunned at Zelda’s display of power. Zelda was quite pleased to see that. “Thank you for your aid,” Zelda said to her. She laughed and added, “And for the sex.”
The mermaid giggled. “Wait until I tell the girls I had you both! Take care! And do visit!” She bounced up and kissed Calain on the cheek, then kissed Zelda’s cheek as well. She was wading into the water when Zelda called to her.
“Wait!” Zelda called.
The mermaid stopped and looked over her shoulder, around the curtain of her red hair. Her long lashes fluttered in surprise.
“We don’t even know your name!” Zelda laughed.
The mermaid smiled. “My name is Rhian,” she said sweetly and turned, walking forward into the waves. They watched her sink lower and lower, her hips swaying. Then her head disappeared under, and a second later, they saw her burst from the water and turn a flip in the air as her legs joined to form a tail.