The cyan tailed siren cut through the water like a torpedo as she sped in your direction. She was a vision of ultimate beauty, alluring from a distance but almost overwhelming up close. Her one lower appendage sparked like a thousand jewels in the moonlight. The mesmerizing scales reaching part way up her waist and and along her curves, until they lined the underside of her bust, holding her large bosom aloft and pert.
Much like the stories you heard growing up about seductive mermaids, this creature was not merely a natural beauty, she was a talented temptress. She pressed her slender, petite arms and shoulders inward, squeezing her bust to make a show of her cleavage. Her pearly white teeth flashed just slightly in the light as she gently tugged her pillowy and pink lower lip with them. You’d never entertained many stray thoughts about feminine attraction, you’d associated with your share of gay folk all through high school and college and beyond, not once did the mood take you to experiment yourself, even when a part of your conscious might have wanted to. This creature was turning all of those basic facts you knew about yourself on their heads. Beneath your skirt, you felt blood running hot between your legs, making the flesh below become tender and needy. The buds of your nipples likewise chafed against your bras, as you adjusted your shirt you found they took well to rubbing against the fabric. They *liked it*.
The mermaid batted her luscious eyelashes sweetly, her large eyes were the same cyan that graced her tail and indeed her hair, all the way to the roots, and they sparkled with a question. “Welcome to our cove, human! Have you come to join our kind as well?” She twirled a silken strand of colorful hair on the tips of the slender fingers belonging to her right hand. Her voice was kind and sensual, honey and black satin at the same time.
She left you too stunned to respond for a while. “I-I’m not sure I understand the question. You want me to join you in the water?” You finally managed to stammer. She chuckled softly at your question. Why’d she have to have such a sweet and musical laughs as well? It had you crossing your legs.
“You’re halfway there, but that’s only where the pleasure begins! I’m asking if you’d like to become an everlasting, beautiful, love-filled mermaid in the seas we inhabit.” The mermaid paddled backward and forwards in the water, her hips and tail swaying to and fro like a dancer. “To elaborate… this cove, it’s a space between spaces. A conduit between our world, and yours. The magic of this place has its own mind. If finds women who feel longing, lost, repressed, abused… but most of all incomplete.” Her words seemed like they wove a spell all their own. With each word, you felt it ring through your ears and pound like a drum deep in your chest. “This place is a gift… a healing gift for the listless and broken-hearted. If you’re standing here, you’re most certainly one of them… and you’re not even the first one today!”
She pointed toward the pod of the remaining five mermaids, her outstretched finger settling on one in their rank, of course as stunning as the rest, with a glamorous mane of topaz hair pulled over her shoulder, with caramel bronze skin and shining sun-colored tail. It was coiled around another mermaid’s slender waist while being ravished by kisses on the nape of her neck from scarlet lips, while another amethyst haired woman caressed over her wide hips and flat, toned stomach.
“You could leave of course… return the way you came and we’ll both forget this meeting ever happened… save perhaps in a longing dream.” She raised her eyebrow coquettishly. An invitation, or perhaps a challenge as she extended her hand, glistening with water towards you.
“But I have a feeling you’ll take the hand instead…”