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  She wanted to taste her woman, her Serena but was unsure if she would be good enough, pleasure her enough. She felt heat on either side of her face as thighs and cunt were mere inches away. Slowly she let one finger travel over the wet regions of her lover and felt the wetness against it. She brought it to her mouth and tasted it. The tang of the sea erupted on her lips and with no more fear she eagerly pushed forward, pressing her mouth against Serena’s sex.

  She had no finesse, no expertise in this but Jessica was eager to explore every part of this woman, to commit every sight, every smell and every taste to memory. She ran her tongue up and down that wet channel enjoying the taste of her. Every sigh, every panted breath, every movement of the body underneath her gave her confidence and knowing how she liked to be touched she bent to that task using her tongue as she would her fingers and moving it around Serena’s wet mound in every tightening circles.

  She felt hands on her shoulders holding her there but she needed no such encouragement. She could feel the flesh under her mouth becoming heated, wetter, and her lovers hips began to move pressing her sex against Jessica’s mouth which she happily accepted. Moans turned to gasps and then one shuddering breath gave way to a long drawn out screech that Jessica took to be pleasure as her face was bathed in heat and wetness.

  They lay together in each other’s arms then neither speaking nor moving for nothing needed to be said. They simply let their bodies come down from the incredible pleasure they had given each other. Jessica gave her partner time to relax, but was in no way finished. There was still darkness in the night and this woman was still hers and she intended to experience her to the fullest.

  Reaching over she lay a hand against Serena’s face and pulled her in for a kiss. She could taste herself on those lips and it excited her. Why had she never tasted herself before? She wondered as they kissed. “I want more” she breathed to Serena, “More of you, more of everything you have.”

  They rolled around on the bed their bodies rubbing against each other and adding more to the pleasure they were experiencing. The scent of the sea erupted between them along with another spicy scent that Jessica took a moment to realise was coming from her. “I want you again” she gasped before Serena pushed her onto her elbow and turned round quickly. Her legs were next to Jessica’s head and they parted quickly giving the inexperienced woman a look at the wetness she had created. Then everything became senseless as she felt her own legs being parted and Serena’s tongue lapped at her once more.

  Jessica groaned and dove into her own task, trying to drive Serena as crazy as she felt. The pair, side by side, lapped at each other roughly not bothering to make it gentle or to make it last, only desperate to make each other groan. Jessica felt a hand on her head pushing her head deeper between her lover’s thighs and she responded by moving her hips pushing herself against the mouth of her lover.

  Jessica couldn’t take it anymore. Serena was just too much for her, the tongue against her wet channel sending her crazy. With a wail she pushed once more against the woman and then shuddered, her orgasm shooting through her. She lay there for seconds as her body twitched and Serena removed her face from her crotch. The woman smiled at her, wetness smearing her mouth and Jessica knew she had to make her feel what she had just experienced. One hand went around Serena’s waist and grabbed her ass before pulling her towards her mouth. Once more she bent to her task and this time she wouldn’t stop until the woman wordlessly begged her.

  Serena lay propped up on one elbow as Jessica worked, her free hand on the head of her lover stroking her hair and keeping her there as the pleasure built. As Jessica lapped she let her free hand slip between the open legs of the woman she tasted and ran the finger around Serena’s wet hole before slowly moving in and out lewdly. A gasp from Serena and then a groan and Jessica felt hips moving pushing downwards on her finger. Jessica smiled and then her face was full of wet heat as Serena’s muscles went tight and then she went limp as her body shook in pleasure.

  They fell apart, each having pleasured and been pleasured but the spark between them was not sated. Once more they came together kissing and licking their own wetness of each other’s lips. They stayed together their mouths clashing with as much passion as they had started with even though they had recently pleasured each other for the second time that night.

  Jessica finally felt wanted and desired and she wanted this night to last forever. She had never felt like this before, had never met anyone who had even come close to making her feel this way and a part of her wandered what the morning would bring or if she even cared anymore. Only Serena and her body mattered now and there was one thing more she wanted to do.

  She grabbed Serena by the shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed before turning her onto her hip so she was lying on her side. Moving she parted her lovers legs and slipped in-between them, her own legs apart. Moving closer she felt the heat of her mound coming closer and closer to her lovers. A single quizzical look was all she got from Serena before their cunts touched; their wetness mingling and the flesh become one. On instinct they both started to gyrate madly, their hips moving in time to some unheard tune as muscles played on their thighs with each gyration.

  Jessica saw Serena’s foot and reached out to stroke it. She wanted her hands on any piece of flesh she could get and she ran her hands down onto a shapely leg before gasping as the pleasure mounted between them. She felt hands on her own body as Serena ran her hands over her, as desperate as Jessica herself for anything she could get.

  They moved together in perfect symmetry eager to pleasure each other as much as possible. She felt heat embrace her own wetness and then a long screeching wail as Serena’s pleasure came hammering down on her again. That sight that sound and that heat flooding over her sent Jessica into her own orgasmic pleasure and the two women fell into a blissful state, laying together, still touching, still moving as pleasure over took their systems.

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  That morning found Jessica and Serena still on her bed, asleep. Light filtered through the door and Jessica stirred, her arm thrown over her lover. Sleepy eyes opened and she looked at her lover, asleep in her arms and felt...fulfilled. She followed her body down, from lips that had provided so much joy to breasts she wanted to gorge on time and time again to smooth abdomen to strong vibrant tail that had saved her life twice.

  I wonder if she would awake if I stroked it thought a sleepy Jessica and then more awake she gasped as she realised Serena had changed during the night and still stayed. She was shocked for her mermaid lover seemed to dislike people seeing her tale.

  Serena awoke at that sound and saw the expression of shock on the Jessica’s face. She tried to sit up and fell, finally her sleep addled brain telling her what had happened.

  “I need to go” she said, her tail thumping against the floor uselessly as she used her hands to pull herself to the door. She looked ungainly and not at all like the elegant beautiful mermaid that Jessica had become used to. She looked at her mermaid lover attempting to traverse the floor and realised, it did not change how she felt.

  “Why?” Jessica continued before Serena could say anything. “I meant what I said. I don’t care about your curse. I just want you in my life. You don’t need to go; you could stay here with me. I would take care of you.”

  Serena looked at her. “You deserve something better than that. I’m a creature of the water. I cannot live on land like this. I cannot be the person you deserve, the helper you need.” Jessica watched as her tail thumped against the floor in frustration. “I need to be in water to be able to move.”

  “Wait then” said Jessica. She hurriedly got up and threw her dress over her head and then opened the door. “Let me at least help you to the water and say goodbye.”

  Together they struggled towards the sea. Jessica did not remember Serena being this heavy but she was her love, had brought light into her drab boring lonely life and she helped her as much as she could. Taking her by the arms she pulled her acro
ss the rough sand towards the welcome embrace of the sea.

  They got to the sea’s edge where waves lapped at the shore. As Serena lay in the sand, the waves embracing her tail with its cooling embrace Jessica asked the question top most in her mind. “Will you come back to me at night? I can survive the days if I get to see you at night.” She awaited the answer, her chest tight with anxiety.

  “I am cursed to be this way for the rest of my life” Serena replied. “Why would you want me like this?”

  “I am cursed to be alone it seems” Jessica answered. “Why would you want me lonely soul that I am”

  Serena looked towards the sea. Somewhere out there in the leagues she had not travelled yet there may be others like her. Yet here there was someone right now, someone who definitely wanted her. She looked back to Jessica “Maybe at night we can be lonely souls together” and was heartened when Jessica smiled in pure joy.

  Serena’s Story

  I swim through the waters of the sea, my eyes piecing the gloom and my lungs magically pulling in water and using it to keep my body alive. I have been swimming the seas for ten years but not once have I seen another of my kind. Of course since I have been cursed to this form I doubt I ever will so my life is one of loneliness and exploration. In my heart though, I yearn for companionship and I still hope I will find that somewhere so I still search.

  I remember my mother. I get my dark hair from her and my eyes I think I get from my true father. I wonder if she ever cried when she found out I had been thrown away so casually by her husband or if she prayed for my safe return. I hope she did.

  She was once betrothed, my mother, to a powerful man in a land far away. He was rich and had many friends and my mother I think loved him in her own way. She did not however desire him in bed and it was that that led to her taking a lover. Her marriage to her betrothed was an arranged one and it would benefit her family but for her, it was simply duty. The only thing my mother knew of love, of choice, was an illicit affair.

  She, in time, married the rich powerful man and a year later I was born. I was a little underweight and perhaps did not look too much like the man my mother had married but that was easily explained away for what baby does? My father was happy that he had a daughter and for the first ten years of my life I was happy. Then he found out about my mother and her lover for what affair can be kept secret for ten years?

  He had a terrible temper did my father. I remember waking the night when he came into my room and picked me up. He looked at me then strangely and whispered “How do I know you are mine?” then he took me out of the only home I had known to see a man that provoked fear in all who saw him for he was covered in strange black ink in patterns that swirled and danced on his skin.

  “You are a sorcerer. A wielder of magic’s and miracles it is said.” I heard my father say and then he pulled me forth and presented me to this strange man. “Do what I asked you to do and you will have my patronage.”

  The strange man took my hand and bid my father to wait. Then he pulled me away and even though I reached out to my father, tears streaming from my eyes and begging to go home he looked at me with coldness. Roughly I was pulled into another room that was filled with strange sweet smelling smoke and scary masks of impossible creatures on the walls. I had heard the servants talk of places such as this and I prayed that this nightmare would end.

  The strange man pulled me into the room and sat me down upon a cushion. I store at him deathly afraid and he smiled trying to put me at ease which only increased my terror. “Do you know what your father has asked of me?” he asked me and I shook my head mortally afraid. “He has asked me to turn you into a creature so grotesque no one will ever look on you with love.”

  The words filled me with confusion and dread. Why would my father want to do this to me? I screamed for him again and again but he did not come. The sorcerer looked at me “Your father is a powerful individual and your mother has struck him a grievous blow. Now you will have to suffer for that blow for I dare not fight against what he has asked.”

  Then he leaned in close and whispered “I do what I can to give you a chance of life. You will be cursed to become a creature no one would love, half woman and half fish. But during the night, when the sun has gone down if you so wish you will be able to take on your own form once more. That is the only thing I can do for you now. Do you understand?”

  I did not and I cried for he had produced a knife and I shrank back from him. However he did not cut me. I watched in horror as he cut himself and let his blood drip into a bowl of pure silver. Then he said words I could not understand, I doubt many in my situation would have, and dipped the knife into the blood. Then he poured the bowl over me and I shrieked with renewed alarm.

  “I am sorry little one. Yours will be a lonely life but you have a chance at least” he whispered before taking me by the arm and pulled me towards the room where I had come in. “The curse will take hold come first light” he said as he pushed me back towards my father.

  “We shall see” was all he said and then grabbing me painfully by the arm we left the sorcerers house and he took me back home. Once there he did not set to clean me of the blood, did not set to put me back to bed but simply sat me in a chair and then sat opposite me waiting. I fell asleep during that long night time vigil. I was still small and scared and sleep allowed me an escape from my fright. I doubted however if my father ever did.

  I did awake when the sun rose for I felt the most agonising fire in my legs. I fell to the floor as they fused together, the skin melding and becoming one in a flash of horrendous agony. Then bit by bit the skin became silvery, fish like and my toes bent out becoming the end of a long fish’s tail. I think the transformation took all of seconds but to my young self it felt like hours.

  I looked up at my father, confusion and pain in my young eyes for I still did not know what had happened to me and I saw him smile and nod. “No one will ever want you like this. So should all the bastard daughters of my traitorous wife end.” With that he called out for his favourite servant.

  When his servant arrived he pointed at my body and said “dispose of that abomination.” I tried to get up and run, to escape but my legs would not work. All I managed to do was flick my tail from side to side. I watched in fear as my father left and the servant came towards me. “I’m sorry” I babbled though in truth I had nothing to be sorry about for I had not done anything wrong. I simply wanted the nightmare to end.

  Picking me up the servant wrapped me in a blanket and then carried me to his horse. There he carried me to the sea and pointed. “My master wanted me to kill you and leave you for the world to find but I cannot do that. Instead I will give you a chance at life. When I was young my mother would tell me tales of the mermaids, maidens of the sea. You are one of them now, a creature of the sea. There you will find life and if you are lucky, others of your kind.” So saying he drove his horse down towards the sea and my new home.

  There he unwrapped me and carried me into the water. As soon as I entered I could not stand up and panicking I held my breath. I tried to run again but all that did was flick my tail and I went further out to sea. My breath finally gave out and I took a deep lungful of water and to my surprise I did not die. There, a small cursed girl began her education into how to survive the water.

  At first I stayed near the beach that I had been deposited on praying that this was all some sort of punishment and it would be over soon. That my father or my mother would come and find me but neither came. I saw people that I did not know and hid under the water from them but I never saw anyone I knew ever again. Eventually realising that I was never going to be saved I said goodbye to my homeland and swam out to sea hopeful of finding my own kind as the servant had suggested.

  I spent the next ten years exploring the oceans and learning what I could and could not do. I saw wrecks of great ships on the bottom of the ocean and great fish longer than those ships swimming through the depths. I saw fish the colour of the rainbow and
strange ten tentacle creations. I followed ships and heard words the sailors used and watched as wars were fought on the sea and men died.

  I learnt that I could indeed regain my legs at night if I wanted but the curse would not leave my life so easily. In exchange for my legs I would have to give up my voice. I was stuck for who would want someone who was half fish during the day and mute during the night? Not that anyone would want me for was I not hideous? Was that not the point of my father’s revenge?

  I found my eyesight underwater was just as good as out of it and I could swim to depths that would have killed other fish. In doing so I learnt what fish to ignore and which to flee from and I found marvels of civilisations long past.

  Eventually after ten years I had become tired of wandering and I came to a land that I had not seen before. I followed its coastline and found a cave where I could perhaps store the few things I had found that I wanted to keep. Perhaps I could even turn it into a home. Since I had not found any of my kind out there, maybe it was time to stop exploring, stop swimming and time to stop and think about what to do next.

  That night I spent the night in the cave. It was cold and stormy and the rain came down so hard I could hear it hitting the water. Every small raindrop became a sharp retort that resonated through the ocean. The cave was submerged in tidal water, safe for someone such as me so I put down the few things I had collected on my travels and spent the night floating in the sea half asleep.

  In the morning I left the cave and swam, exploring the coastline and looking for habitation. Apart from a few fishing villages there seemed to be no large towns or cities near here which meant no fishing fleets to be wary off. I swam out a bit further and explored. There did not seem to be any wrecks or indications of war. Maybe I had stumbled upon some fabled land where people did not try and kill each other?