First time posting, all characters are above 18 years of age.
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Sharpened steel sailed on the layer of ice. Dess laughed and made a pirouette, to which her friend laughed as well. They twirled and raced across the frozen lake together, two friends enjoying their break together. The year was starting, last bits of winter still lasting as spring started showing her bright hair. It wasn't as cold, but this pond had a wonderful property of staying frozen well until spring was already here. At this time of the year, it was the perfect time to go ice skating. As a result of the more kinder weather, Dess was dressed more lightly. Thigh highs on her legs, just the right fit for her. She wore a shirt, but she didn't bother with a skirt or anything. The movement of her legs was enough to warm her from belt down, plush she had a long jacket, going well beyond the line of her privates. The air was chill, but very pleasant, and the light tingle on her exposed nether regions was, simply mesmerising. Not even her friend Jaquelin knew that she wore no underwear, and this was the most exciting of all. No one was near, and no one knew she was being naughty as she was.
'Dess!' Jaquelin yelped and laughed again as Dess skated past her once and again and again. With one more pass, Jaq moved by an inch, and the two friends ended falling, luckily not on the rough ice, but on the snowed soft ground, laughing together.
'You jerk!' Jaq laughed, 'I'm all wet now!'
Dess chuckled. 'Oh, you big cry baby,' she said. Jaquelin's clothes were wet from the snow though, and her friend was not a friend of cold weather. 'Oh, go dry up, alright? We've been here for a while now anyways,' Dess said. 'Wait for me in the cottage, I'll just have few more circles.'
'Alright then!' Jaq said cheerfully, sitting up and removing her skates, putting her boots back on. She was visibly shivering, and without saying much more, she grabbed her things and ran towards the small cottage not far from the lake, waving after Dessous.
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Beneath the ice, something lurked. Something, or well, someone. Rouge was, simply put, a mermaid. She lived in lakes and rivers, ponds and streams, making an occassional trip to the sea. But she loved going to this pond. Ever since she was a little girl, she loved it. It wasn't all the right temperature, but... There was someone. A girl, about her age, tall and beautiful. Brown flowing hair, sparkling eyes and a ringing laughter. The pond was her favourite place as well. She often sat at its shore, reading, talking, eating. And in winter, she skated. Gods, Rouge loved seeing her skate. She was graceful, beautiful, an angel rushing on top of the ice. And now, oh my... the sight presenting above Rouge's head was, oh, rather something... It wasn't the first time Dessous has come to skate like this. Third or fourth time, maybe. It was all fuzzy in her head. Seeing her exposed like this... it made her breath heavier, her heart race fast, and she felt her face turn red as her name. It was a strange sensation. Mermaids had no need for clothing, and she herself had her breasts and lower parts exposed. There was still something about the way she looked though. Her clean shaven beauty, the way her lips glistened... Rouge involuntarily ran her hand through her soft pubes. Her nipples hardened.
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Dess finished the second circle of the lake. Sure, it was more of a pond than a lake, no more than several meters in diameter, but it was rather deep. She huffed and stretched her back, and then she sat down. A pleasured sigh escaped her lips. Her hot lower lips touched the chilling surface of the ice. There was something very interesting about this feeling. She closed her eyes, and imagined things she's done here before, sitting there like this... She shouldn't now, of course, Jaq was so near, but still... by God, how she loved this feeling. Her hand involuntarily ran to her lips.
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She suddenly stopped. She was still panting, but she couldn't help stopping. She stared at the sight above her. Directly above her, she was sitting. She could clearly see her lips through the clear ice. It wasn't the first time, yes, but... She hesitated, then made her move. She had no idea what came into her head. She swam right to the layer of ice. It was thin, yes, though thick enough to hold a light human body. This part though... strangely enough, this specific part was very, very thin. She put her tongue to it...
