A Lucky Catch (nerdfuck and I)

Sven threw the net over the side, the small boat rocked in the waves as the weights in the net dropped it down quickly, the rope sliding through his hands then slowing as the net caught on something. With practiced ease the muscled in his shoulders and arms tensed then pulled, his shirt straining against him as he heaved back on the rope the net pulling tight and snapping back up. Quickly, hand over hand, Sven pulled the rope back up, the water on the rope giving it some slickness, but nothing the thick fingers were unable to overcome. There was a weight in there, something struggled hard and as it neared the surface Sven pulled harder, years of working the net had built up a lot of muscle in his chest and arms, nothing grew muscle his father used to say than working against the sea.

The net twisted and yanked hard as it came to the surface, getting leverage against the side of the boat he grabbed the net and pulled it up and onto the boat. The large fish within struggled, yet when he had it on the deck of the boat, the fingers that came out of the net shocked him. Within he saw the long fish tail, it was what was attached to it that made Sven's blue eye open wide in shock. A woman's body, eyes that bored into him with a malevolence he had only sense in a storm at the sea. Stepping back as the struggling thing only wrapped itself tighter in the net he sat back looking hard at it and wondering he reached to touch the tail and as he felt the scales the tail jerks.

"A mermaid?"

Lorelei was not her true name but rather, the human equivalent of it. It was a name well known under the sea but not necessarily in a positive way. She was something of a black sheep, a divide caused more by jealousy than anything. The young mermaid was privileged, far too pretty, and perhaps just a little too friendly to be treated any differently. On this fateful day the mermaid swam with tearful eyes, blood seeping from a cut clasped by her hand. She had been injured. Not critically, but hurtfully. It was her mental state that made her careless and her carelessness that got her caught.

The transition from the water to the boat was uncomfortable. The mermaid made a noise like an 'oof', then a brief gasp as she caught the eyes that were looking at her. It was a man, a human.why had he caught her?

The mermaid adjusted, her sunkissed skin glistening as drops of water rolled over her tight stomach, firm arms, delicate shoulders and most of all her bare and ample breasts. The nipples of which hardened as the mermaid adjusted uncomfortably, her dark purple tail stretching and flopping quietly. The mermaid turned her dark eyes away, pushing her ling dark hair out of her face before pointing questioningly to the edge of the boat. She needed help. She needed to get back into the water.

Sven looked down at her, the sun coming from behind a cloud and he was able to get a good look at her. If her it was. Still in shock at the fact it was a mermaid, which he had thought were just stories, he sat down on the edge of the boat. She had made a sound as he dropped her in the boat, the dark hair and eyes looked up at him reproachfully, the purple tail held tight in the net. A finger pointed to the edge of the boat and he looked over her and to the sea, afraid there might be more. Pulling the net into the small cabin he looked closer at her, under the net all he was able to see was the tail and a naked woman on the top, a hand reached up and cupped one of her ample breasts. Soft, like skin. Like a real woman, not a fish.

Sven sat on his heels, leaving his hand on her breast, "well, I'll be. It's like a real woman." Kneeling beside her felt the stirrings in his trousers as he tied the net down then slipped it from her shoulders and off the top of her body, the tail still bound. "That's better, now I can get a look at you."

She did have dark eyes and long, black hair that fell down over her shoulders. Wiping a wet hand against his sun-kissed blonde hair Sven smiled at her, "very nice." He said appreciatively as he looked at the large round breasts and the hardening nipples. Running a hand down her taut stomach felt muscles like a human, but around the waist the scales began. Watching her felt the immediate stirrings in his pants as he looked at her, it had been a long time since he had been with someone else at all, preferring his solitude and the sea to company. Now to have even half a woman, on his boat, out to sea, all alone. It made thoughts start to form in his head.

The man didn't seem to understand her request and soon he was pulling her, net and all, into the cabin of his ship. She looked around her surroundings fearfully and finally at him. His large and rough hand on her large breast made her feel shameful and even ill. Even as he pulled the net from her upper body she felt no relief. Her tail was still tangled in the coils of the net and even if it wasn't she couldn't possibly get away!

Her hand lifted to grab his, attempting to pull it away in dismay. Obviously she was not interested in his advances and only wanted to go home.

When she moved a hand to his he jumped back slightly, seeing long nails that could scratch him he grabbed her wrists and taking a length of rope from the side of the cabin wrapped it around her wrists tying her hands behind her. Not sure what she was capable of he was also entranced by her upper half, as his hands went back to her breasts. They felt soft, but firm. Nice rounded globes with hardened nipples that made him thing that she was enjoying his attention even as he was doing what he wanted with her. Smiling he decided to do just that. Pulling over a blanket that he used when outside in the winter put it under her shoulders so her top half was slightly raised off the floor.

Looking around as if there might be someone watching, untied his pants and sitting astride her pulled her breasts together and began to slide his growing erection through them. Soft skin surrounded his shaft as he moved his hips, slipping his cock over her smooth skin, the long cock almost reaching her chin as he humped her chest. It felt good and he held her breasts together, fondling them as he slipped between, moaning slightly as he fucked her tits felt her move beneath him. Not wanting to lose the feeling slapped her across the face, giving her a dirty look, Sven was too into fucking her tits now. He didn't want to be interrupted, nor did he want her to move. "Just lie still," he warned her as he kept slipping it between her large mounds. Watching his cock slide up near her face, that turned away began to get other ideas.

When Sven seemed startled that she touched him it seemed to startle her as well. The mermaid jumped slightly, gasped when he grabbed her and struggled against him when he began to tie her hands together. He was trying to immobilize her completely! The mermaid struggled as best she could out of water and when the man suddenly shoved a towel underneath her she sneered at him.. She did not like this man or how he treated her, or touched her.

A deep Scarlett blush crossed her cheeks when suddenly his member sprang from his breaches. Even though their anatomies were different she still understood the pheromones that came from it. He forced himself onto her, grabbing her breasts and slipping between then over and over. She didn't understand his actions but she knew she didn't like it... At all.

Her eyes watched his member as best she could, terrified it would hit her or otherwise harm her.

Getting closer as he thrust his cock between her breasts Sven looked at the face, seeing her blush and then as her eyes locked onto his member he smiled and taking his shaft in hand rubbed it on her cheeks and taking her hair in hand he slide it across her lips. Her face and lips were all soft and felt good, holding her head by hair her mouth opened, Sven thought in order to cry out, so he put the only thing available in her mouth, his cock. Sliding it into her wet mouth he moaned again at the feeling, holding her hair as he moved his hips and fucked her mouth. When he felt teeth against his shaft he held her hair tight, "better not bite or else." Holding her hair tight as a warning, it would not matter it was not going to take him long.

After a few more thrusts he came. First in her mouth then pulling out on her face and breasts. Slowly he jerked himself off feeling the rush as he came over her. Spurt after spurt onto her face, hair, and breasts. Even taking the time to wipe his cock on her breasts. It felt good, too good. Sven stepped back and pulling his pants up smiled at her. "I think I am going to keep you," he leaned down and held her cum drenched face in his hand. "Do you have anything to say about that?"

The mermaid was helpless to this man. He had legs, this was his domain. Had they been in the water things would be different but alas, dreams had little place here. He fucked her tits mercilessly, seemingly without pause until something else caught his attention: Her full lips, beautiful face, and vacant mouth. As his dick rubbed on her face she looked away, fighting him as best she could. His sudden, absolute hold on her hair caused her eyes to grow wide and a yelp from her mouth which permitted him to slip his cock into her mouth.

The taste of his member turned her stomach, but he was driven by her warm, wet mouth and the tight seal of her lips around him. The sudden salty taste of his release was pungent, like polluted water. She was quick to spit it out which allowed it to pool with the collection already on her body.

His words held no meaning, but his tone clearly frightened her. Her tail thrashed as best it could and her head shook. No, whatever plans he had for her, no.

Sven walked out to the deck and raising the sail looked around, still afraid there might be others like her, still surprised that mermaids existed he was satisfied in having her. She, or it, would be fun. When the tail slapped the deck and her head shook he wondered how much she understood, so far she had not uttered a word. Smiling he caught the wind in his sail as he turned the boat back towards shore, the greenish haze on the horizon growing larger as the winds brought him back to shore. Slowly he turned and made his way down the coast towards his little, lonely house and the small sit of beach outside it. Getting the boat close to the dock outside the house glided the boat next to it, dropped sail and secured the boat. Stepping in he looked at her, she still looked lovely, even with the fish tail. Her human half was beautiful and as he secured her tail and arms, picked her up over his shoulder and stepping off the boat took her towards his house.

Holding her could feel the strength in her tail, the scales were smooth and while his hand held her over his shoulder what would have been her ass seemed to have a different area of scales. The tail twitched and moved, with the netting and scales she could not move the tail much, within it he could sense strong muscles, like his own, but tied it was not a concern. In the house he wondered where to put her, feeling her on his shoulder and back, her breasts pushing into him as she lay over him had made him aroused again. Placing her on the bed noted the scales on her butt again, they were different, softer almost, and as he touched them they parted slightly and he was able to slide a finger inside. Once Sven had paid a woman to spend a night with him, this was almost the same and as his finger slid inside, seeing a flash of pink, he thought it must be the same as a human female.

Still aroused he lowered his trousers again and pushing against the hole slid himself inside, it was slightly wet, and surprisingly warm. She made a slight gasp as he kept pushing himself inside her. The feeling was incredible as he looked down at her, his cock sliding into her fish tail, the arms still tied behind her, he reached a hand over and touched one of her ample breasts. His other hand holding the tail felt the purplish scales, somewhat soft but not human, Sven wanted to feel skin and holding the breast he enjoyed himself with her a second time. Pumping his hips into her tail, his cock getting harder and harder as he thrust in, her body jerking on his bed as he held her soft tit tight in his hand moaning with how good she felt.

She craved the water again, she had been out of it far too long. When the man returned only to fetch her and carry her away from the ocean she felt a feeling of home sickness along with dread. The man had done.. Terrible acts to her thus far. So what else did he have in store for her?

She struggled what little she could as he carried her but truly she could not do too much. He soon laid her on the bed and it seemed his instinct got the best of him yet again. She gasped as his finger pressed against her scales and slid inside. It was warm and wet, buy above that it was tight from the muscles in her scales.

He wasted no time in pressing the head of his cock to the hole and she quickly welled with tears. It hurt, he was too big. She made noises of pain and complaint, but she knew it wouldn't stop until he finished and was satisfied.

She made noises beneath him, but she also felt good too. The coolness of the scales on the outside, the warm and slightly moist feeling on the inside, it was exciting for him. With her tail and arms secured on the bed he just did what came natural, sliding his cock in and out of her with the rhythm that felt good. Slightly amazed that she took his girth and length so well, the few women Sven had been with always complained about how big he was, the mermaid just took it all in. The cool layer of scales running up and down his shaft was like a ring of cool air that was even more sensual. Loving the feeling Sven rubbed his hand over her tits, pulling her hip into him as he thrust deep. Using her and just doing what felt good. Just like with her soft tits and mouth, it felt good and as he kept ramming into her and he wanted to cum.

She was a mermaid, all the stories of them were about how they used men, now he almost thought humorously one was being used by a man. She was beautiful, he thought, the human half anyway. Smiling with the joy of having her here, realizing how lonely he had been wondered how long he could keep her. He'd have to keep her secret, she would be his and his alone. To use as he saw fit. When he had the urge, like now, he would have someone to do something about it.

As he kept sliding himself into her feeling the muscles contract around her hole, the tightness became as exciting as the coolness of the scales. Going faster and faster, he was still so elated and excited at this situation, of her here, having his way with her, that Sven knew he was close. Turning her over slightly so it was as if he was screwing her from behind, he held her breast tightly as he leaned over her, finding himself able to get deeper. Moaning with the pleasure, saying whatever came into his head, how good she felt, how nice it was, and how close he was to cumming. She moved slightly, made some noise but lay there and took his huge, long length into her and when he moved faster he thought she might have started to grunt as if she was enjoying it. Then he thrust hard, once, twice, on the third his body tightened and his cock released inside her. Slight thrusts and he kept cumming, over and over again, the feeling incredible as he held himself in her jerking his cock back and forth until he was sure it was all out, then slowly pulling his length out stood up again. Looked down on her wrapped up in ropes on the bed.

As an afterthought he pulled the ropes off her arms and sat back with a satisfied smile on his face looking at her, the dark eyes flashing at him.