Paradise Isle, The Mermaid, Pt 5

(Fetish, Mermaid)

Mermaid plans.

By ChangeYourPassword

Author’s Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.

This tale is a stand-alone story of an adventure at Paradise Isle. Please read at least the first section of the ‘Island Paradise, The Beginning’ for background on the wonderful island and its sexual vacation orientation. It sets the stage for this and other stories of sexual pleasures encountered on the island.

Read Parts 1 – 4 of ‘The Mermaid’, first.

When Robert woke up, and glanced over at the pool, he saw that Julie was already awake and just sitting, lost in thought.

“Good morning, my Love,” he said, and she snapped out of her trance and smiled up at him.

“Hello.” She said, now fully conscious. “I was just thinking. This should have been my last day.”

“As a mermaid? I know. And you’re not sorry?”

He climbed out of bed, and sat down next to her as she thought for a moment.

“Nope, not really, I know you’ve been worried, but I really have enjoyed my fantasy adventure. I know it’s weird, but I Love being a mermaid. It’s so unique, and special and sexy.”

“I’ll agree with the sexy part.” He said chuckling.

“And you need to relax. I’ve had a wonderful time, thanks to you. Stop worrying, so. I Love you for this very special vacation.”

Robert was so relieved that all he could do was reach down and hug his wonderful woman. And he followed that up with a long and loving kiss.

“I’ll be fine for another couple of days.” She said afterwards.

“I hope so, but I have to admit that I’m dying to see your legs again, walk around together, and have normal Sex.”

“You don’t like mermaid Sex?”

“I do, but it’s been kind of limiting.”

“It has been, hasn’t it?” She replied, thoughtfully. Then she smiled, “I’m hungry. Breakfast?”

“Sure.”

The weather was again blustery and rainy. Not ideal for a day on Paradise Isle. So, they just stayed in and relaxed, reading and watching the television shows imported from the US.

Later, they ordered lunch form room service, and ate at the pool’s edge.

It wasn’t so bad; they were on vacation and relaxing was, after all, the primary goal.

It was mid-afternoon and they were still lounging in their room, when Julie’s phone rang. It startled them, as it was an unusual occurrence.

“It’s Giselle,” Julie announced as she picked up, and putting it on speaker-mode, answered.

“Hi Giselle, what’s up?”

“Julie, I just checked and you’ve accumulated two full days of penalties.”

“Yes, I know.” she replied, matter-of-factly.

“Julie, dear, you have to stop breaking the rules. I’m worried about you.”

“I’m fine,” she replied, defensively.

The two of them could hear the exasperation in the woman’s voice as she continued.

“Julie, I’m really concerned about your recovery.”

“Recovery?”

“Yes. Please listen to me. I’ve seen many mermaids, come away after an extended stay, unable to walk. After being secured in your tail for so long you’ll be so stiff that it will be very painful to stand and move around. I’ve already made appointments for you with our physical therapist and a masseuse. For Tuesday, when your tail is supposed to finally come off. Twelve days in a tail is really too long a period of time.

“Please don’t make me reschedule. If you remain in your tail much longer, I’m really afraid you’ll be on crutches for your last day with us. And I’m pretty sure that Robert has other plans for you besides helping you stumble around on wooden legs.”

“I do.” Robert spoke up, concerned, for both his Wife and his plans.

“Oh, hi Robert. Please work with your dear Wife and make sure she doesn’t accumulate any more penalty time.”

“I will.”

Julie then spoke up. “I understand. I’ll be more careful. And thank you for your concern, and for setting up those appointments. That was very kind of you.” She was troubled now. She hadn’t even thought about how her body would feel when it was finally freed from her wonderful tail. Now she realized that she had to be more careful.

“Good. Thanks, I’ll be in touch.” Giselle said, as she closed out the call.

“You’ve been a very bad mermaid.” Robert scolded her, while laughing.

“I guess so.” she replied, sticking out her tongue, and giggling.

Still feeling lazy and now, a bit depressed, they agreed to stay in for dinner. It was convenient, and the food was always good, so it wasn’t a difficult decision.

But first, even though it was still squally and wet, they decided to go out for a swim before-hand. They hadn’t been out all day and were a touch stir-crazy.

“Hey I’m a mermaid, water doesn’t bother me.” Julie said laughing. “And you’ll be in the water too, so what do you care?”

The weather had apparently discouraged the other guests, too. The big central pool and the walkways around it were deserted. And many of the outdoor bars and restaurants were also closed or sparsely maned.

There was little to do or see.

Robert didn’t enjoy himself, so they were only out for an hour, before they returned to the room. He wanted to get in, and dry off.

After that, they settled in for the night, ate their meal when it was delivered, and then laid together in the pool to watch a movie. Afterwards they enjoyed mermaid Sex. That was the highlight of their day.

In the morning, the storm had cleared off, the sun was out and the air was fresh but humid.

After breakfast they laid out for a while, and then swam off, to make their normal rounds. Julie felt the need to burn off some energy, so several times she broke into high-speed mermaid swimming, several laps back and forth, worth.

Robert tried to keep up, but soon gave up and just floated by the bank, and watched, either his mermaid, or the interesting passers-by.

When Julie at last grew tired, they resumed their travels around the pool, floating and swimming among the islands, stopping occasionally to lounge against the bank, relax and enjoy their surroundings.

Finally hungry, and thirsty, they headed for a restaurant.

When they arrived at a place with swim-up tables they were surprised to see a woman, and a merman sitting in the water at one of them.

Robert and Julie were on their way to the next table along the shore when the woman stopped them.

“Come join us. We’d enjoy the company.” She called out. “I’m Donna and my merman is Steve.”

Robert was hesitant. The woman wasn’t particularly attractive. She sounded kind of bossy, and he certainly wasn’t interested in the merman. But Julie thought it might be fun to talk to a man with a tail, and a long prong.

So, she turned. “Sure, thanks. I’m Julie and my human is Robert.” She swam over to the table and Robert followed, reluctantly.

“You sit there, Julie, next to Steve, you’ll make a nice couple.” Donna instructed. Julie didn’t mind, but Robert wasn’t pleased to have to sit next to the woman.

They took a few minutes to get acquainted, explaining where they were from and how long they’d been on the island.

“You’ve been here for eleven days? As a mermaid?” Donna asked, surprised and impressed.

“Yup.” Julie answered, happily.

“And you’re not sick of it? My Steve hated it from the start, and even now that he’s used to the life, he wants out. Don’t you lover?”

“Yes,” sulkily.

“But I signed him up for the week, so he’s stuck. And besides I like it.” Donna explained, before adding, “and the Sex is great. For me anyway. I can ride him all day and night.” And she laughed, delightedly.

“But not for him?” Julie asked, more curious than concerned.

“Well, I’m afraid not.” Donna answered, and she didn’t sound concerned either.

Robert looked at Steve and could tell the guy was miserable.

Donna went on to explain that there are actually two merman tail options, one with a simple opening for a guy’s balls and cock to stick out, she described that version as ugly and offensive and not at all proper for a merman. The other is the model her boy is wearing, and she calls him her boy. He is clearly many years younger than she, but hardly a ‘boy’.

“Steve, come out and let Julie get a good look at your prong.” And she waves toward the open water next to the table.

Steve sighs resignedly and looks at Julie, who understands, so she slips off the bench and allows the guy to float out into the river.

Donna makes him show how his merman Sex is more like a hollow dildo. It has a small opening at the end, for drainage and his cock is inside, untouchable.

“Check it out, Julie.” Donna said, proudly.

When she doesn’t make a move, Donna chuckles.

“Oh, come on, it’s not real and he won’t feel it.” And it sounded more like an order.

Julie was actually curious, so she did as instructed. She reached out and grabbed the thing as Steve blushed and floated next to her.

“See, pretty nice, eh? That dildo is considerably longer than his cock, even at its most erect state. He’ll get no pleasure out of it, but I certainly do.”

Julie let go of him, and glanced over at Robert. He didn’t look impressed.

He couldn’t imagine being at a place like this and not being able to cum. It sure wouldn’t be his idea of a fun vacation. Looking at the guy, he could tell he was definitely not enjoying himself.

After Steve returned to his bench at the table, Donna started questioning Julie about mermaid Sex, comparing it to her experiences with her merman.

Steve stays quiet, embarrassed. Robert also lets the girls talk, what could he possibly add to their discussion? And anyway, the woman and the mermaid were talking as if the two guys weren’t even there. Mostly it was Donna speaking, but Julie did join in.

Donna was droning on about how pleased she was, when Julie felt a hand in her lap, under the table. She was surprised, but worked hard not to show it. She didn’t even glance over at the sneaky merman sitting next to her. She did look at Robert, but he wasn’t paying attention, focused as he was on a pretty woman across the pool.

“I Love riding Steve. He lays on his couch in his pool and I climb on top. His merman cock is wonderful, and always hard.” Donna said happily.

As the hand in her lap snaked its way into her front slit, Julie tried her best to focus on Donna’s ramblings.

“I’m curious, though Julie, how do you two do it? I mean it seems like it might be difficult since you can’t spread your legs.” Donna asks.

Before Julie could form a less than pornographic sentence, she flinched as she felt the merman’s fingertips tickle her clit.

“You, okay?” Donna asked.

Julie was just fine. She was feeling naughty and very aroused, by the continued twiddling of her Sex. Despite his mistress, or whatever she was, Steve was giving her a good time. And he wasn’t stopping.

Forcing herself to focus, Julie explained about mermaid Sex. How the only way to pull it off was via rear entry, and how that technique was very successful for her and her man.

When she finished her description, and allowed her feelings to surface, she immediately realized how excited her Pussy was getting. While she had been concentrating on talking, her body had been enjoying itself.

Worried that it could get out of hand, literally, she slipped an arm under the water, and firmly pushed Steve’s hand away. He didn’t resist, but he did take his time, giving her thigh a pat before he brought his arm out of the water and rested it on the table.

Julie sighed, and still didn’t look at him. She did, though shift her own arm over, and under the water she tapped his fake prick several times, before lifting her arm out, too.

Robert certainly didn’t notice anything and if Donna did, she gave no indication of it. When Julie again looked over at her, the woman was still talking.

“So, you can only enjoy rear entry?” Donna prompted her.

“Yes, very few men would have a cock long enough to reach in through the front.”

Donna chuckled, “that’s why the mermen have such long pricks. So, they can satisfy their mermaids, and really give a thrill to human women. It’s perfect — Mother Nature at her best.”

Julie joined in the laughter, although she didn’t think mother nature had anything to do with it.

When they had finished eating, the four of them slid off of the table’s benches and out into the water.

Donna immediately paddled over to Julie. “Julie dear, if you’d like, I’m sure Steve could give you a ride on his merman cock. From in front, I mean.”

Julie didn’t know what to say. She was Horny enough, especially after Steve’s fingering, earlier. But she didn’t want to abandon Robert to Donna, she could tell that he didn’t care for her. It wouldn’t be an experience like that with Emily for him.

Donna, though was still pushing the idea. “Actually, I’d Love to just watch. Mermaid and merman Love making at its finest. You could do it right here in the pool.” And she sounded very excited at the prospect.

Julie glanced at Steve. He appeared willing, even though he wouldn’t be able to cum, he seemed interested enough.

But Julie decided she didn’t want to put on a show for Donna, or the other guests. She’d be happy enough to go back to their room and have normal mermaid Sex with her husband.

So as graciously as she could, she turned Donna’s offer down. The woman seemed hugely disappointed, as did her merman. But Robert was relieved, so he took charge and pulled her away, after they’d said their goodbyes.

On the way back Julie thanked him for ending that last discussion. “I didn’t really want Sex with him.”

“Even though he had that nice big fake merman cock, and you could have done it face-to-face?” he replied playfully.

“I’m happy enough with your cock. And I didn’t feel like putting on a show for Donna. She seemed kind of nasty to me.”

“But poor Steve seemed willing. I’m sure you would have been a wonderful change of pace for him.”

“Yah, I got that. But not interested.”

They both laughed at that.

Julie decided not to mention how the merman had played with her under the table. No need…

She did decide to pull Robert’s chain a bit.

“Well, my Love, I get the impression that you want to come back here again.” She asked, casually as they continued their swim toward their place.

“Yes, absolutely, and soon,” he replied without any hesitation.

“Next time, then, I think we’ll sign you up for the merman package.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.”

Julie laughed, “what’s good for the goose, is good for the gander.”

Robert shook his head. “But I’d have to have the tail that allowed my cock and balls to hang out.”

Julie was surprised and pleased that her lover hadn’t refused the idea outright. He was actually thinking about it. But for fun she chuckled, “that look is gross. I agree with Donna on that point. I’d lean more toward Steve’s version. I think I’d enjoy it a lot more.”

“Oh Julie, I’d go crazy, not being able to get off!” And he really sounded worried.

She laughed. “Just kidding. I think.”

Back in the room they quickly settled into her little pool and they made Love as they usually did, mermaid fashion. And as always, it felt wonderful for the both of them.

Afterward, though, Julie couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel to have Sex with a merman with a big prong. Oh well, she’d probably never know.

Later in the afternoon, Robert had just left to run over to the store and pick up some beer and soda to restock their little refrigerator, when Julie’s phone rang, once again.

She picked it up and saw that it was again Giselle. “Another scolding?” she asked herself out loud, before hitting the button to answer.

“HI Giselle, I’ve been good.”

She heard the girl laugh. “Hi Julie, it’s nothing like that. But I’m glad you’re being a good little mermaid.

“But Julie, that’s not why I called. Were you swimming around bar number seven a few days ago? I mean like back and forth, really fast?”

“Um, I’m not sure. I did swim several sprint laps, but I’m not sure which bar number seven is. Robert said I had an audience. Maybe that was it.” She admitted, warily.

“It probably is. A report came back that the bar had the best day of sales ever, and they attributed it to the mermaid swimming past and attracting a crowd.”

“Good for them, I guess.”

“It was.” Giselle said, chuckling.

“And did you have a race in the big pool over at the fet resort, the other day?”

“Yes, I swam there with one of the guests. Why?”

“Well, you caused quite a stir there, too. A lot of people enjoyed the spectacle, and word got back to management.”

“Okay?” She was still perplexed. Had she broken some rule? But Giselle sounded excited and pleased, not upset.

“Julie mermaid, are you aware that we have long-term guests who stay with us, under contract, for a minimum of three months, and as long as a couple of years?”

“No. But it sounds lovely.” She could picture herself living in a literal paradise like this. Perhaps when they retired, whenever that would be.

“It is. And some of those folks provide us with special skills and services, in trade for Free room and board. We have several like that over at the Fet Resort. Dominatrixes and human pet handlers, and the like live here and work for the resort. And several doctors at the hospital have similar agreements; part of their compensation is Free housing in paradise.”

“Interesting.”

“And one of our executives suggested we bring you on board in that capacity to work with guests, demonstrate your swimming, teach and just entertain.” She paused to let the suggestion sink in.

“What better attraction at a paradise resort than to have a live mermaid on staff? Our own full-time Ariel. Would you be interested?

“Oh my.” Julie muttered. The proposal was just so out there. Live full time on the island, as Ariel?

“I know it’s a big ask. We’d want a year’s commitment. Just think about it. Talk to Robert. He could stay with you, or just visit often.”

“But…”

“The executives are enthused. The idea has already been discussed with our doctors. They forbid us to keep you in the water, full time for extended periods. They said that you’d have to be out of your tail for a couple of days per week, to let your skin and your joints recover. Something like Wednesday and Thursday, every week. But otherwise, you’d spend your days, pretty much like you have been, hanging out around the pools. Rotating between the three resorts. Racing guests and teaching swimming. Visiting with the patrons at the restaurants and bars.”

“Having Sex with the guests?” Julie asked, cynically. It was her first concern with the concept.

“No! We do not run a brothel, here.” Giselle replied, indignantly. But then she added, “only if you want to.”

“Oh, okay. Sorry.”

“Julie, please consider the offer. I think it would be perfect, for you and for our island.”

“I will. It does sound dreamy, but I do have a job, and a home, and I have no idea how Robert will feel about it.”

“I understand. How about I call you back in a couple of days, to talk about it again. I imagine you’ll have a lot of questions, if you’re interested.”

“Okay, that will be fine. Thanks.” Julie said before hanging up.

She was still mulling over the insane job offer, when Robert returned. She wasn’t ready yet to mention the topic to him, so guiltily, she kept it a secret.

Although the idea was intriguing, and arousing, she didn’t want to get caried away by the dream. But living her fondest fantasy, full time, for a whole year would be amazing! Probably…

After he’d put his purchases away, the two of them settled down to relax. Robert sprawled in the bed, reading while Julie pretended to read in her pool. Her mind was really fully focused on the job offer. It was crazy, but certainly intriguing.