Deep in the Pacific Ocean, Swirlia Sea Angel tenderly raked her long flowing hair with a hermit crab. She sighed, setting the sweet animal down and thanking him with a nod and a wink. The crab waved his tiny claw and set off. Swirlia watched and sank down into the sand, her shimmering blue tail kicking up small rocks and strands of seaweed.
She was considered curvy for a mermaid, her huge tits nearly spilling out of a mussel shell bra. Her creamy white skin sparkled when contrasted with her flowing, jet-black hair. Round apple cheeks that blushed naturally when she smiled were the envy of all creatures of the sea. And of course, those damn blue siren eyes that were alone enough to pull unsuspecting men deep into the oceanic abyss. Swirlia was known throughout the seven seas for her ethereal beauty and gorgeous tits.
Nearby, her boyfriend Sidney Pearl rode a shark into the rocky crevices of the big blue. His muscular chest glimmered, and Swirlia knew she was the envy of every other mermaid.
God, he's boring.
Swirlia thought.
Remembering the previous night filled her with so much rage that she blew a hundred bubbles out of her mouth that floated to the surface. She had snuck out to meet Sidney at their favorite coral reef just a five minute swim from their homes. As she waited for him, she counted the seahorses swimming in and out of the rolling purple and orange plants.
"Hey Swirl," she heard Sidney say behind her and spun around.
Immediately Swirlia grabbed the back of his head and fused her lips onto his. Touching his sinewy back and muscular shoulders sent shudders up and down her tail. He took a fistful of her black hair and tilted her head back, placing kisses tenderly on her neck. Swirlia felt her nipples harden under her mussel shells.
"Take it off," she murmured.
Sidney Pearl hesitated for a moment then softly pulled both shells off her tits that were covered in goosebumps. She threw her head back and bubbles escaped from her mouth as she moaned. Swirlia grabbed his hands and ran them up and down her torso, taking two of his fingers to pinch her nipples. Sidney pulled back skeptically as she squirmed under his touch.
"What is it, Sidney?" she thrashed her hands at her sides and rolled her eyes. "What is it this time?"
"I- I don't know, Swirl." he muttered, staring at the sand beneath him."How are we even supposed to... you know... with our tails and everything?"
Swirlia whined, kicking her tail in frustration.
"You know my necklace has the magic powder to grow legs! I need it Sidney please!" She fingered the pink shell necklace nestled in her cleavage, jostling the magic powder inside.
"Well..." he stammered. "You know how dangerous mermaid cum can be..."
"Oh come on Sidney," she scoffed. "You're nowhere close to a pirate. Mermaid cum only affects pirates." She thought back to her father's tales of mermaid cum driving pirates mad.
"Come on!" she shouted, then looked up at him with her blue eyes and pouted. "Don't you wanna find out?"
Sidney Pearl felt her slender fingers stroking his strong, green tail. He shuddered and closed his eyes.
"I know how good I can make you feel," she purred. "Come on, just touch me."
The merman opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist with his hand. "No."
"Ugh!" Swirlia screamed. She slammed her tail against the sand, causing an eruption of rocks and tiny creatures inhabiting the sea floor. Sidney Pearl pressed a palm against his forehead and sighed. This was the third time this week she had a temper tantrum.
"Why are you so insistent, my love? Am I alone not enough for you?"
Shut the fuck up,
she thought to herself, then quickly spun around. She shook her head, her jet black hair swaying in the sea behind her. Clasping her hands together, Swirlia took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"Oh of course you are Sidney, I'm just curious. I mean, I've wanted to have sex for so long, I'm such a horny mermaid!"
"Okay then," he replied, his frustration growing further. "How the fuck do you suppose we do that?" Sidney Pearl gestured at their tails.
God,
Swirlia groaned thinking about that night.
He really needs to get his shit together.
Swirlia's eyes filled with tears, feeling nothing at all for she was under salt water, of course. She darted away and swam to the surface, tearing off her mussel shell bra and leaving it at the bottom.
Get me out of here.
Swirlia gasped as her head broke the surface, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm so hornyyyyy!" she wailed to the open sky.
A gruff voice answered back. "Who goes there, matey?"
Swirlia, shocked, immediately lowered half of her face in the water as she turned to see a huge, wooden ship. A tall man with a gruff, black beard peered over the edge. He donned a black triangular-shaped hat with a skull and crossbones on it. Draped over his chest was a tattered striped shirt with holes so large Swirlia took note of his toned body. His skin was a deep brown that seemed to reflect the sun.
She caught a glimpse of his angular face and was drawn to the long scar that passed over his left eye. The skin was pink and weathered, a treasure from pirate combat she figured. It started at the top of his brow and slashed all the way to the outer corner of his eye. A pleasurable jump of pleasure was felt within the crotch area of her tail.
The pirate turned in the sun and his whole body glittered; her jaw dropped under water and filled with the sea. She choked, and gurgling sounds omitted from her throat. When she looked up, she was staring face-to-face with the beautiful pirate.
"Ah ha!" He cheered. "And who are you, m'lady?"
Frightened but intrigued, Swirlia lifted most of her body out of the water and looked behind her, bashfully swaying her tail.
"Well look at you," the pirate blurted, nearly speechless. "What a beauty you are."
Mwahaha,
Swirlia thought to herself.
She reached her arms out towards him and asked meekly, "Will you help me up?"
He nodded, mouth agape. She swam over and wrapped her small hand around his wrist. It was slick and he stared earnestly at her while her light blue tail floated in the water.
"My God," the pirate whispered.
