She crouched low first and gazed around her. All she could see was pure white sand and dunes. It was so clean and white; the small grains glittered in the rays of the sun causing it to resemble crushed pearls. She couldn’t see a speck of color, of green, anywhere. The sun was high in the sky. On Earth, she’d suspect it would be around noon. But this wasn’t Earth.
“Great…a desert,” she said and prepared to climb down and retrieve the case. If she’d indeed landed in a huge desert, she had no choice but to wait nearby or in the shuttle and hope for rescue.
The thought of rescue made her open the one case and take out the communication device. She touched its red center lightly but nothing happened. Not a crackle. Not a sound.
Disgusted, she threw it behind her and took out a nutrition bar. She’d have to investigate her surroundings so she decided to leave the case near the shuttle and not wander too far if her surroundings all proved to be sand.
Chewing on the bar, she looked at the surrounding dunes and chose to climb the highest dune north of her. It was hard plodding through the warm sand, especially uphill. Eventually she reached the top.
Shading her eyes she gazed out at the horizon. Far in the distance she thought she could see an ocean. She turned around and looked behind her, but saw nothing but white dunes. The blue strip seemed a long way away, so she slid down the dune hill to retrieve the emergency kit. The sand crept between the lips of her pussy, felt gritty as it mixed with the juices that were still seeping slowly from her vagina. When she reached bottom, she swiped at it, but the sand felt abrasive, so she left it alone.
Carrying the kit uphill was a chore, especially with the hot sun beating down upon her naked body. The sand was hot, so hot that before long the soles of her feet felt burned and blistered. When she got to the top she decided to bounce down rather than slide to avoid her pussy getting more sand in it.
There was nothing she could do about her blistering feet, or the soft rose glow starting to color her skin. No shade anywhere, no leaves to fashion something out of. If only the first-aid kit contained old-fashioned bandages. She could have wrapped those over her face to protect it from the stinging sun.
The trek across the plains of white sand seemed endless, but eventually she neared the sapphire blue strip and knew she’d been right. It was an ocean. Quickening her pace she ignored her swollen aching feet and started to walk faster. As she approached the water, she spotted seaweed, shells and huge legs that looked as if they’d belonged to a gigantic crab. A bit further down she saw the housing of a sea turtle. Dropping the cases she ran to the gurgling water as it murmured onto the sand and ran into it. It soothed her feet. The water wasn’t warm, but neither was it cold. She waded into the water until it enveloped her in its embrace. The waves were low and splashed softly against her face. She dove into the crystalline water and felt it wash the fatigue from her body and soothe her hot skin and her face. She came up spluttering then noticed that this sea wasn’t salty. It was fresh water. She didn’t dare drink it, reserving that hope until she could test it. She ran her hands over her body and washed the sand from her vagina, from the crack of her bum. This caused her libido to surface again. “Man, I’m an oversexed horny bitch,” she told herself as she massaged her clit, spread the folds with her fingers and played with the hardened bud. She wished she had her gel dildo so she could satisfy herself better, but that was lost, along with her clothes.
Keeping her fingers inside her vagina, she waded to shallow water and lay down on her back. The gentle waves murmured tenderly against her skin as she frantically twirled three fingers inside her vagina and her juices mixed with the water. She climaxed several times before she stopped and stood up. She walked out of the water to the two cases. Glancing down at her body she saw the sunburn on her skin and grimaced. She’d drink and eat something and would have to stay in the water to avoid more burning and keep the back of her head toward the sun.
After eating another nutrition bar, she opened the small can of fruit juice and gulped it down. She was tempted to take another but knew she had to be careful or she’d end up starving to death.
“Maybe I can fish,” she said, “but with what? And are there fish in that water? Now how does one catch a giant crab? And more important, how does one cook with no wood around?”
She gazed out over the ocean and thought she saw a dark shadow move through the water. She scanned the surface for shark fins, but saw none, yet she was sure there was something out there.
Hesitantly she entered the water and dare go no further than waist deep. If the something out there was dangerous, she’d need to get out fast. She sat down, only her head sticking up out of the water and allowed it to caress her. Afraid to close her eyes and enjoy the cooling water fully, she kept glancing around for possible sharks, alien dangerous fish.
Jan spotted the shadow again and it came toward her with an amazing speed. She jumped up and started to wade to the shore, but within seconds felt her legs grabbed. She screamed, fearing her last moments had come as she gazed down at her legs. Through the clear water she saw no gaping shark’s maw, no jagged teeth ready to bite off her legs. She saw a pair of large hands encasing her ankles, holding her tight so she couldn’t move.
“It’s human?” she said softly, her voice still quivering from the intense screams she’d just issued. She twisted her body to look behind her and startled as a face rose from the water. She looked into the most beautiful eyes she’d ever seen in her life. They weren’t brown, green, grey or blue; they were a deep violet and set in a man’s face, which was to swoon for. Long, wet, dark hair framed it and cascaded down his back. His lips were full, sensitive and slightly parted as he came closer, scanned her face and looked into her eyes. She noticed he had no ears, but like a fish, small holes just near his temples. The man was absolute perfection. She smiled and said softly, “Hello. Who are you? Where did you come from?” hoping he’d understand her language but knew it was a slim hope.
He shocked her by replying in perfect English. “From below. Where did you come from?”
“From above,” she said pointing up at the sky. “You can let go of my ankles now so I can get out of this awkward position. At least allow me to turn around so I can see you properly. I won’t run away.”
He released her and she turned around to face this creature from the sea. His shoulders were massive; his chest was covered with a mat of dark hair. Only his nipples were visible, which were large as a woman’s. He had fins on his upper arms, gills beneath his arms and a large fin on his back. They looked gossamer thin, fragile and were a very pale green and surrounded by a soft fluorescent glow. She watched as his nipples hardened and swelled.
This excited her, almost drove her insane with lust and the want to suck those nipples. She longed to see his cock, wanted to see all of him, so she could gaze upon the body of this heavenly man. What planet had she landed on? The man’s features were nearly human, but of course he wasn’t.
He moved closer to her and still did not rise fully from the water, but now that she gazed beyond his head, his torso, she saw a large tail swishing softly from side to side.
“My God, you’re a merman,” she said. “I’ve heard tales about such creatures but never thought they existed.” She felt disappointment that the man had no cock, at least not like a male humanoid. He was after all just an alien. But…how did they procreate? She was curious now and wished she could venture under water to investigate.
“I will come out of the water and we can talk,” he said, his voice deep and vibrant, sending shivers down her spine. It felt as if his words caressed her very soul.
“How can you? I mean…”
“You will see.”
He swished his tail and swam close to shore. Suddenly he transformed before her eyes into a man with legs. The mat of hair continued down to his cock. Her eyes were fixated on the object she’d longed to see and she sucked in her breath. His cock was thick, just as thick if not thicker than Dorian’s and it
was very green and very long. Her eyes tore away from that gorgeous toy and swept the lower half of his body. The skin on his legs was a pearly green. His cock a deeper emerald, the bulbous head resembling a huge glistening emerald. Fascinated she watched a drop of pearly liquid appear from the hole. Its white sheen contrasted sharply against the emerald head. “Pistachio ice cream with whipping cream,” she whispered softly. She longed to lick it off.
“Ooooh,” she uttered at the wave of lust in her groin. When he turned to walk to the beach, she followed him, at the same time watching the muscles ripple under his skin as he walked, the movement of his firm buttocks enticing her, causing her to have wild thoughts of raping him, jumping him and throwing him to the sand, then impaling herself upon that delicious tool. She suppressed the urge. He would be far stronger and she’d be no match for this hunk of a man, or merman, whatever he was.
He sat down, looked up at her and patted the sand. “Sit down beside me. I can’t stay in the sun too long so we have to talk fast.”
“Who are you?” she asked. “Where am I? What is the name of your planet?”
He laughed, his laughter echoing back and forth from the ocean and the dunes, a soft rumble that caused her to climax and she felt the juices run from her vagina and trickle down her legs.
“My name is Lanos and this planet is called Earth. What is your home planet called?”
“You’re joking,” she said. “This can’t be Earth. That’s where I come from and my name is Janet. People call me Jan for short.”
His face became serious. “I am not joking. This is Earth. The year is five thousand and four.”
“Good Lord! I’ve traveled into the future. That vortex threw us into some kind of a time warp,” she exclaimed. “My time on Earth is two thousand and twenty three. This is unbelievable. I’ve heard of time warps, but I don’t think anyone has ever gone this far into the future.”
“You’re human then.”
“Of course I am, and in my time, there are no mermen or mermaids. They only exist in fairy tales.”
“Then perhaps you are dreaming and this is one of those fairy tales,” he said, sending her an indulgent smile as if pacifying a child.
“Then if this is a dream, can I touch you?”
“Yes, if you have that desire, although it’s not my time to copulate.”
“Oh my God. Copulate? Not your time? When do you mate?” she asked.
“When it’s time and the female is ready, but I do not have a female at this present time. My female was eaten by a shark.”
“Sharks? So there are sharks in these waters?”
“Not here. Somewhere else. These waters are safe to swim in.”
She stood up and knelt between his legs. Carefully, she ran her fingers over his thighs feeling the scaly skin. It sent ripples through her body and a soft moan escaped her lips. This experience was beyond her wildest imagination. Even virtual reality had come up with nothing like this. She trailed her fingers to his huge testicles and balanced them in the palm of her hand. Bending forward, she licked them then ran her tongue up and down his cock. Opposed to his scaly legs, the cock felt smooth, its skin silky. Though he claimed it wasn’t time for him to copulate, his cock rose slowly under her lips and tongue, until he grew so big, she couldn’t get her lips around it. She used her hand instead to pull the skin back and forth.
She wondered for a moment how humans had become this way, but her libido demanded satisfaction first. She’d question him later. Vaguely she wondered if there was a camera in the survival kit.
Fascinated by his huge nipples, she leaned forward and took one in her mouth and sucked it hard. She heard him grunt, suck in his breath and knew he wasn’t immune to her administrations. She took the other nipple between forefinger and thumb and tweaked it. Her hand felt swelling beneath the thick chest hair and stroking it, she knew the man had breasts. This excited her even more. They were firm, large. Carefully she parted the hair and looked at the large aureole surrounding the nipple.
Her breath came in fast gasps from her lips as she moved up to his beautiful lips. When she flicked her tongue against his lips, she felt them open and his tongue entered her mouth, but it was unlike a human’s tongue. It flicked through the inner cavities, exploring, tasting, and then entered her throat, sliding down easily.
She swallowed and felt the foreign object remain there as he suddenly sucked greedily as if he were sucking the very life out of her.
When he stopped the suction and withdrew, she briefly saw the long green tongue. It was forked like a salamander’s. His hands reached out and touched her breasts.
“I’ve never seen a real woman,” he said, his voice soft, caressing. “You’re so beautiful. Were all women like you in your time?”
“Well, sort of. Different eyes, different hair, long hair, short hair, blonde, red or dark hair in all shades. Are the women beneath the water like you?”
“Yes. And they are all dark and have hair on their chest like me. You’re so smooth. Your skin resembles the pearly shells we find on the bottom of the ocean.”
“My skin is sore right now. The sun is hurting it.”
“Yes. That’s why humans eventually moved into the oceans. After mixing human and the DNA of dolphins, this is what we became. It was the only way to survive the sun.”
Her hand was on his cock again, moving the skin back and forth, bringing it back to life. It pulsated slowly against his abdomen and all she wanted was to impale herself on that enticing green phallus.
He stood up suddenly, his cock jutting out from his body. It looked immense and she could hardly tear her eyes away, but then he suddenly scooped her into his strong arms and carried her into the water. He lowered her gently into the foaming waves. They rolled over her, whispering their own sweet song, caressing her skin like silken gloves. He towered over her for moments.
She noticed his fins trembling, a vivid green fluorescent drop moistening the tip of his cock. He knelt between her legs, kneaded her breasts, and pinched her nipples, until she cried out to him. “Take me! Fuck me! I want you so bad!”
He lifted her hips and pulled her toward him and spread her legs as wide as they would go. He gazed at her clit, her open vagina. She watched his tongue flick in and out from between his parted lips, his breathing ragged, his eyes a deep purple. They were the most beautiful and libido inducing color she’d ever experienced.
He leaned forward, his tongue snaking toward her pussy and she held her breath and strained her hips toward him. Mucus settled on the forked tip and he quickly entered her vagina. She felt the tongue probe, twirl, and enter her so deep that she squirmed beneath him, arching her hips for more. Suddenly she felt little nibbles, as if he was taking little bites from her vaginal walls. But it didn’t hurt, it just brought her to such heights that she thought she’d explode.
Slowly, he withdrew his tongue and positioned his cock against her clit. She held her breath. Would it hurt? It was so silky smooth, it should slide in easily and she’d come several times already so she was soaked.
He pushed and she felt her vagina give way easily. When he shoved into her with one forceful thrust, she gasped then screamed as she climaxed almost immediately. But the climax didn’t douse the flames that consumed her now. He thrust again and again, so unbelievingly deep, that she was sure he’d touched her very soul.
A strange guttural sound issued from his throat and his fins trembled so bad she could hear them flapping. They sounded like the flapping wings of birds. She felt his body tense and readied herself for his climax, bringing herself to the same level. He withdrew from her, and then entered her again with one final thrust and she felt his semen spurt into her. She wriggled beneath him, arched her hips toward his belly to feel him even deeper, when suddenly a sharp pain as if someone bit her internally stopped her.
She collapsed onto the sand below her and gazed up at him. “What was that?” she whispered softly.
“I hooked into you so that my semen can mingl
e with your cum and our copulation can result in offspring.”
“Offspring? Babies? You’re joking?”
Suddenly, what he’d said penetrated into her mind. “You’ve got to be kidding. I can’t have a baby in space. What are you talking about?”
“This isn’t space, it’s Earth. I’ve also injected my DNA into your system with my tongue so you will be able to live with me under the water. I’ve loved you for a long time, have waited for you. I was shown your pictures many years ago. I watched your holograms and fell in love with you. And now you can finally be my mate.”
“You never asked me if I wanted to be your mate,” she said.
“Do you? In our world, if a woman gives herself to a man, then it’s automatic that they become mates until death parts them.”
“It sounds so final,” she whispered. “I know my ship is busted, but I’m sure there’s a way back to my time. Once they’ve figured out what happened to me, they’ll send help. All they need to do back home is configure the coordinates of the time warp. I’ve hardly seen enough of the universe and I don’t know if I want to spend the rest of my life under water. And I must say it’s the strangest proposal I’ve ever had.”
“You will have time to think about it. I will be back this evening. But I must go now because the sun has already damaged my skin. I’ve spent too much time above water. After dark, I’ll return.”
She followed him to the water, waded in until it reached her thighs and watched as his legs slowly turned into a tail again. His tongue flicked in and out as he looked at her one more time. She waited for a goodbye, but instead he licked her pussy, then dove into the waves and disappeared.
“I don’t believe I experienced this,” she said as she gazed out at the water, now devoid of life. But when she glanced down, she saw the green semen dripping down her thighs. “I guess that’s real,” she murmured as she scooped it off her leg and brought it to her lips. The scent was sweet, almost fragrant and when she carefully tasted it, it resembled lime sherbet. It tingled her tongue and instantly sent the heat searing through her body again. She wanted him again, wanted him badly, wanted to feel that gorgeous phallus move within her. Even the hooking into the walls of her vagina wasn’t that bad and something one could get used to.
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