As the 'hands moved over my body, I found myself tickled, but I had to agree with him.As the 'hands moved over my body, I found myself tickled, but I had to agree with him. It wasn't as good as being touched by flesh, even by his flukes. "You're right, it's not the same. Send them away," I whispered. They seemed to droop in the water as they sank to the floor of the pool. "One more time, for past time's sake?" he asked quietly. "If you'd like," I whispered. "I would," he said gently. He took a deep breath and rolled over onto his back, his huge cock bobbing gently out of the water. I slid on top of him; slowly his tail sank into the water, pulling him into a vertical position, and he began stroking back and forth with it, mostly to keep his blowhole out of the water; I had always found the motion suggestive. As I held on, his erection slid beween my thighs and against my buttocks. I wiggled into position, using my hand to guide him in; the first time I did this, it hurt like hell. I came to treasure the slight burning sensation of salt water as he slid into me. I heard my delphin lover gasp. "Good as you remember?" I asked. "Better," he sighed. "Hold on." We held together, my hands gripping his pectoral fins up close to the shoulder. He began stroking in and out of me; I wrapped my legs around him, holding him close as he fucked me. It felt good to be with him, feeling his incredibly powerful body against mine. The sheer unending strength a dolphin has to keep swimming continuously was applied to my ravaged asshole; the water swished between us with great force. His cock slid deep into me; I could feel that wonderful rearrangement going on within me as we made love. He lost control of his voice, and descended into a delphinic chirping; I pressed my cheek against his broad chest and held on, gripping his pectorals harder. |