“It’s very…liberating”, Tanner remarked, not just about the water. The young human boy chuckled to himself, as Britta swam circles around him, “Is this a game?”, he asked her, trying not to sound nervous, though he was full of figurative butterflies, “Am I the lost sailor and you the shark?” Each time she passed, Tanner’s eyes scanned over her beautiful face, those amazing breasts and those small panties she still wore that left one bit of mystery still to discover. Just the thought of it made his aching cock twitch. In fact, it twitched each time she moved in close and touched against him. His face reddened…how needy and pathetic she must think him.
All self pity left his mind when Britta moved against him and put her arms around his neck; he could feel his heartbeat through his cock, as it was pressed against the water spirit’s soft, yet firm belly. God, he wanted her. He wanted to do things he’d only dreamt about. Britta’s provocative words and talented tongue were all it took to put Tanner in motion; he kissed her back, passionately, probing her warm mouth with his tongue and nipping at her full lower lip. The excited boy’s hands cupped and caressed the nymph’s full, ample breasts, something he had to stop and watch for a moment, he was so enthralled by them.
Tanner’s hips, having a mind of their own, had been grinding into Britta the entire time they had had their bodies pressed together; it was something he didn’t even have to consciously think about…instinctual. One thing brought his attention to what was going on beneath the water…one impediment, “Britta, would it be too soon for me to ask to remove your panties?”, he asked breathlessly. It was just a bit of flimsy wet material, but it stretched between the two body parts that Tanner ached to get together.
Now that he’d been bold enough to ask, he didn’t want to be in the water anymore. She had asked him to make love to her and she had already seen his erection; he didn’t care if she saw him naked anymore. Now, he wanted to look at her nakedness…up close. He wanted to touch, smell, taste. Oh, God he was excited. He hoped he could last long enough for her. He knew he could recover quickly, if not. “Britta, can we go back to our rock? Enjoy the sun on our bodies?”, he tried to sound sexy while asking her.