sounds like something that i used to feel
Eloise too would take a breath as they rose, her mind hardly wondering anymore about how it was all happening, simply enjoying that it was. Magic, fins on his feet, who the fuck cared. With the hammering of her heart she wasn't going to be able to hold her breath as long this time, but she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.
Now the thing was, Eloise was the one doing the teasing and as Loren continued to try and turn the tables on her, he'd find the illusionist extremely unwilling to be so easily toyed with. That being said, the frustration was nearly as much of a turn-on as the movements of Loren's fingers so there wasn't much to complain about.
Still, Eloise thought she had one last trick up her sleeve. The thing about having sex in the water where it was deep, was the utter lack of anything to gain purchase on. No way to meaningfully thrust, no foot-holds for traction. So they'd need to be close to orgasm already in order for it to be anything more than frustrating for the pair of them. Now as we all know, men are far easier than women when it comes to the varying ways of causing pleasure. And Loren...well..she'd give him the benefit of the doubt in this case, it being his first time swimming and all. Pulling her fingers from his mouth, she'd slide a hand down to cover his, her middle finger placed over his own, revolving in small circles over her clit that he might get her where she needed to be.
At the same time, large letters would flash in the water before his eyes: I'll gut you like a fish and leave you to the ghost whales if you cum before me it said, followed by a happy-face.
Now the thing was, Eloise was the one doing the teasing and as Loren continued to try and turn the tables on her, he'd find the illusionist extremely unwilling to be so easily toyed with. That being said, the frustration was nearly as much of a turn-on as the movements of Loren's fingers so there wasn't much to complain about.
Still, Eloise thought she had one last trick up her sleeve. The thing about having sex in the water where it was deep, was the utter lack of anything to gain purchase on. No way to meaningfully thrust, no foot-holds for traction. So they'd need to be close to orgasm already in order for it to be anything more than frustrating for the pair of them. Now as we all know, men are far easier than women when it comes to the varying ways of causing pleasure. And Loren...well..she'd give him the benefit of the doubt in this case, it being his first time swimming and all. Pulling her fingers from his mouth, she'd slide a hand down to cover his, her middle finger placed over his own, revolving in small circles over her clit that he might get her where she needed to be.
At the same time, large letters would flash in the water before his eyes: I'll gut you like a fish and leave you to the ghost whales if you cum before me it said, followed by a happy-face.
