Despite cumming first, by a good four or five seconds, my orgasm waned while she was still wracked by blissful waves of overwhelming pleasure. I could see it in her eyes, perhaps a bonus for being born of Aphrodite under the partial mantel of her pleasure. Either way, I just existed within her pleasure, awed by it, as she continued to cum wildly around me.

  Then she fell back to earth, and it was over.

  Her eyes were hooded by delighted pleasure.

  “You’re stunning, Kat.”

  She smiled, “You’re not so bad yourself, that was… great. You were perfect.”

  “All I did was lay here and let you do all the work.”

  She giggled which made her ripple around me below, “Exactly.”

  “Oh, that’s what you like, to be in control.”

  She bit her lip, “I’ll admit I like a good pounding now and then, and feeling out of control, but not often. Very rarely in fact, I prefer to be the one delivering the pleasure. I also don’t mind men who move below me even if they let me be in charge of our pace and position, most of the time I even prefer it, but for that particular technique any movement would’ve ruined it for both of us.”

  I nodded, “You don’t like control freaks. Men who mistake strength and dominance with physical control. Or who have to take control in bed.”

  Which I didn’t. I was a dominant personality, but there was dominance in the act of allowing a woman to pleasure me, just not a proactive one. Conversely, there was control in submission, as any woman that gives blow jobs knows.

  She bit her lip, and nodded, “I do like strong men though, but that doesn’t mean controlling. This conversation got a little more personal than I intended for a first… encounter. I just wanted to say you were perfect, I hope we can do this again?”

  I smiled, “Count on it, and I didn’t mean to push. Just tell me to shut up next time I ask something too personal.”

  She rose up off of me, and then grabbed a towel and cleaned my cock off.

  “No, you’re fine, and it’s a natural thing, especially when sharing what we just shared.”

  I nodded, “I don’t suppose you’d care to join me and Hali for dinner Friday night?”

  Her eyes narrowed slightly, “You’re not getting ideas, are you? I’ll admit, you aren’t my typical customer, gorgeous with a huge cock goes a long way with me, but that doesn’t make us lovers or friends. You know what I am, and what I need.”

  I grinned, “I’ve got lots of ideas, but it’s a little early for any of the kind you’re thinking of. I told you earlier, I came here both for the workout and to make friends and allies. Dinner would just be to get to know you toward that end. I’ll admit, I’d love it if we became friends and lovers from what I know of you so far, and I’m including Hali in that equation, but I’m not making any assumptions. Just want to get to know you. I’m heading to a barbeque with Levi and his family this weekend which covers most everyone like us here, which leaves you and Allison to get to know separately. Don’t you have other friends outside of this?”

  She frowned at that question, “Too personal again. I think I’d like to get to know you, but let’s stick to here where there are clear lines. We can chat, become friends, but the pleasure is just a job. If we do become friends, we can talk about allies and what we could offer each other, both sex and protection, but that’s a little premature right now.”

  Ouch, totally shot down, and rebuffed on my question.

  She was magnificent.

  Her eyes narrowed, “Why are you smiling?” leaving off the after I just shut you down hard part of the question.

  I said, “At the risk of pissing you off further, beautiful and stubborn. You’re a hell of a woman.”

  She frowned, “Why would that piss me off?”

  “Because it’s a very personal and even intimate observation. I’m going to go while I’m still ahead.”

  She snickered, “You’re fine, just setting down the rules and expectations. Things sometimes get blurred when pleasure is involved, or men get ideas they can claim me as their own, and actually think I’m playing hard to get instead of being a daughter of pleasure that’s impossible to get. Better to be upfront. You’re not so bad yourself, I’m just not used to those traits being… admired. Or at least, the latter one. Besides, personal observations are less invasive than personal questions, and like any other woman I enjoy a compliment freely given without expectations.”

  “In that case, I find the combination breathtaking.”

  Even if she was mostly compatible at this point, it was clear I’d have to invest a lot of time to woo her and let her get used to the idea. If she wasn’t ready it would hurt. It was also a little ironic, as I pretended not to be what she feared. A man wanting to claim her as mine. That said my possessive side wasn’t arrogant or demanding, it hopefully wouldn’t kick in hard until she was mine. It was only after that surrender, like Hali had already done, where my possessive side would demand faithfulness.

  On the other hand, if I took a casual approach and just tried to befriend her, maybe that wouldn’t hurt so bad if it was as far as it went. Not an easy path to tread, as I tried to keep deeper emotions at bay, but I decided it was the best play. Beyond that I truly would enjoy that, I think. Still, I kind of liked her too much already. The pleasure of the orgasm she’d given me had been staggering. That was a shallow reason to like her, the pleasure, but mixed with the information of knowing she was compatible it was more compelling and deeper than the former reason alone.

  She smiled and winked, “See you next time,” and left the room.

  I got up and got dressed. I also cleaned myself up. I was completely blissed out and feeling loose from both the massage and potent orgasm, but I could do without the sticky mess and smelling like sex.

  Allison, Carmen, and Hali all looked my way with amusement on their faces as I walked out, and the former two let out giggles. It made me feel self-conscious, and I wondered what Hali had been telling them.

  “So, what’s so funny?”

  Allison giggled again.

  Hali said, “Just telling them about the day we met, Evan.”

  I groaned. That first day I couldn’t have told you her eyes were green. I literally couldn’t keep my eyes off her swaying breasts for more than a second. It was embarrassing, and I’d been a sixteen-year-old with a potent cocktail of insane hormones in me. Not that my libido at twenty-one was any lessened, I’d just learned how to control it.

  “I see, ready to go?”

  Hali giggled, “Yes,” and stood up.

  We’d no doubt be there again the next day to work out, but I decided the massages would have to be once or twice a week. That wouldn’t stop me from saying hello and chatting with them to get to know them a little better every day though. It was Thursday so I made an appointment to get a massage from Katerina on Monday, after my workout.

  Allison was just as gorgeous of course, if in a different way. She had that really light blonde hair, with just a tiny hint of gold in it, and a delightfully lissome body with glorious legs that went on forever. She also had one of the most stunningly classical beautiful faces I’d ever seen, similar to Hali that way with subtle differences and of course a much fairer skin tone.

  The thing there was I had no interest in a happy ending from Allison, not with her heart already belonging to Levi. I was sure it’d be fine, but it’d be too weird for me because I knew the truth of their desires. Allison I’d just get to know and hopefully be friends with, just like the rest of Levi’s mates even if she wasn’t one yet.

  Chapter Six

  The explosive ecstasy rippled through my body powerfully as I roared and filled Hali’s sweet mouth with pulse after pulse of my bounty. My heart pounded hard and started to slow as I came back to earth. We were back at the house, in the backyard sitting on some lawn furniture. My naughty vixen had convinced me to tell her every salacious and pleasurable detail of my encounter with Katerina. While she was blowing me.

  The more specific I got about my feelings and the pleasure Katerina had given me, the wilder and more sloppily wanton Hali had gotten with her blowjob. It was wild, and insane, just how much it’d turned Hali on, and she’d edged me to the very end of the story, to time me filling her mouth while I described the explosive ecstasy of filling Katerina’s sex.

  Then I told her the rest, about the conversation after.

  Hali said, “She probably felt self-conscious. Most men can’t handle that kind of friendship with benefits, despite how appealing it may seem to them at first blush. My guess is her friends and lovers are all sons and daughters of pleasure. Even sons and daughters of beauty, fertility, and love would eventually get attached and feel destructive jealousy ending that friendship. So, she’s cautious, and she probably didn’t want to explain that to you or risk a confrontation over it.

  “Becoming her friend and getting massages with happy endings will be hard enough for you to handle, knowing what she’s doing with others. Especially as you get closer. I think she’s wise to draw that line, and you should stick to that until she bends, if she bends that is, and starts to fall for you and want more.”

  I grunted, “That makes sense, love.”

  She grinned, “Though I did appreciate the thought, I’d love to get her into our bed, so we could both play with her. Right now, I’ll settle for your accounts of the massages. That really made me hot.”

  I laughed, “I noticed, did you cum?”

  She nodded, “I always do when you blow between my lips, but little ones. An emotional orgasm of sorts, though I really like the sensitive sensations of exploding sparks of pleasure on my lips and tongue as your fat cock slides along them, but that’s not enough physical pleasure to get me off. It’s a mental thing.”

  “I get it, I almost came the last time I ate you out. So, you told Allison and Carmen how I couldn’t stop staring at your tits and blushing like a schoolboy?”

  She giggled, “Yes. They thought it was cute, and so did I for that matter. It wasn’t until about a year later that I started to have deep feelings for you.”

  “I see.”

  She giggled again, “So, my punishment? Maybe I should be punished for this new thing too?”

  “You sound way too excited about that.”

  She tried to look innocent, and totally failed.

  I laughed, “So you were telling each other your mate stories?”

  She nodded, “Well, Carmen and I, Allison is unhitched, she just giggled.”

  “I see. So, what am I going to do to you? I suppose I could make you wear a bra for week.”

  She looked at me in horror, and I started to chuckle which made her blush.

  I nodded, “Just to get things straight, you pushed me into a massage because you thought I wanted it, and you thought it’d be hot if the dark brunette came all over my cock.”

  She quirked a smile, “Yes.”

  “So, why exactly did you tell them I couldn’t stop staring at your tits?”

  She giggled, “Because it’s a cute and funny story, and they wanted to know about how we first met.”

  “So, not so I’d punish you?”

  Her eyes widened, “No, not at the time. It was just me bragging over you.”

  I laughed, “So, why do you want to be punished? Is that a monster control thing, a submissive woman thing, or a kinky thing, or maybe all three? Is it because I’m not giving you enough orders and you need a firm hand to feel cherished and loved? Or are you just a kinky spank-slut?”

  She bit her lip nervously.

  I grinned, “This is a new side of you, love. All the things about you that awed me still do. What do you need, baby?”

  I kissed her softly, then I fisted her hair with my left hand and physically twisted her around so that she was laying across my lap hanging over the chair. My left hand continued to hold her firmly and with strength to keep her in place, as I slowly teased the back of her leg with my right hand, working up the bottom hem of her dress until her ass was bared. Her juicy ass was perfect, so supple, so soft and silky, and forever eighteen.

  Then I swatted her hard, and I have to admit despite blowing a load down her throat not a minute ago the sexy gasp of pain followed by a musically sweet sultry moan of pleasure made me stir below and press up against her stomach. I caressed the red spot softly, noting her glistening labia in the afternoon sun was even wetter, as I gave the other ass cheek a swat.

  She trembled, obviously already close to the edge from blowing me and her tiny emotional orgasm. Her sweet gasp of pain was also a lot shorter, and it went directly into a dirty moan of pleasure. She also stuck her ass up higher as if offering it to my firm hand for another punishing blow.

  I caressed that reddened and heated cheek softly too, filled with awe at her beauty, her wildness, and her seeming need for this. It was a turn on, a huge turn on, but a lot of that was emotional for me. She was wild, precious, a monster that needed a firm hand, and a kinky spank-slut, apparently. She awed me, and I loved her far beyond my understanding.

  I said firmly, “Answer my question,” as I gave the first cheek another harsh spank.

  Her breathy little gasp no longer had any pain in it, just excitement and heat, that turned into another dirty moan of deep pleasure. Her body trembled for me right on the edge, and I caressed her ass cheek lovingly which made her sigh softly in pleasure, but it wasn’t enough to kick her over the edge.

  “Master, I want to tell you. I would tell you gladly, but I’m not sure yet. Maybe a mix of all three. You are my first mate. My first master, and this is all new for me too. I just know I need it. Your firm hand, the loving awe in your scent as you punish me. The sharp scent of protectiveness. The dominating possessiveness of it. You make me quiver inside, and I also enjoy the sting and the way it explodes into pleasure when it radiates to my clit. It’s almost too much, and I’m drowning in it, happily, joyfully, and deliciously drowning in your dominatingly possessive and sweet loving scent.”

  Fuck me, she blew my mind. She was so powerful, so strong and wild, and this as well. I gave her two harsh swats in quick succession on both cheeks, then I slapped her pussy. She launched into a potent orgasm, and my right hand started to gently rub her sex in circles, stimulating the silken folds to make it better for her as she soaked my hand. Her keening screams of pleasure were so wild and beautiful, and I twisted her head by her hair so that I could see her beautiful face and look into her stunning green eyes as she came so sexily for me.

  When I was sure she couldn’t look away from my eyes I let go of her hair. I caressed her cheek lovingly instead, and there were tears of joyful love in her eyes at that soft touch as she came down.

  “We’ll figure these things out, love. I’ll always give you what you need.”

  She trembled again as I filled her pussy with my questing fingers, and finger fucked her violently, while my fingertips on her face were still lovingly soft. The dual and wildly varying sensations of softly loving above and harshly dominating below really worked for her, and I sent her into wild paroxysms of pleasure as another blissful wave of ecstasy overcame her, and she came apart around my fingers once more. Her cries of pleasure were like exotic music to me.

  I smiled as I pulled them out, and I let out a moan of approval as I sucked her juices off my fingers while staring into her eyes.

  She said softly, “Thank you, master. I feel… swept away, and so very safe and loved right now. Blissed out, in a way I’ve never felt before. I love you so much, master.”

  I pulled her up and she curled up in my lap, her lips teasing where my neck met my shoulders.

  “You are safe and loved with me, and I love you very much.”

  She sniffed, “I love you too, master. Gods, your scent is wonderful, master.”

  I felt extremely protective and possessive of her in that moment. The dominating emotions of earlier and the spanking had brought it out in spades in the aftermath as I cradled her lovingly. I wasn’t sure that cherishing even began to cover it, or perhaps I just never realized the true definition of that word before that point in my life. I felt overwhelmed, and perhaps perversely I’d never felt closer to my sexy Hali.

  She said, “We have a guest, at the river,” and at my insane surge of protectiveness and covering her ass back up with the dress, she added, “A Naiad, they’re harmless. Probably sensed us, and she’s curious. Demigods on land aren’t new but a mermaid on land is.”

  A naiad was a river spirit, similar to how Nereids were ocean spirits. Like a Nereid they were immortal and didn’t have bodies, unless they wanted them. They were literally made up of water and power. I’d never met one before. Nereids were bimbos and a bit wild and fun. From what I’d been told naiads were shy and sweet with a hint of mischievous playfulness, and of course their magic kept them concealed from humans. They were also known as river nymphs, just as nereids were sea nymphs.

  They were also quite powerful. Not nearly as powerful as a Nereid who was on the top that way, but not all that much weaker than my formidable mermaid mate. Hali hadn’t been wrong to call the naiad harmless, but only because she knew I wouldn’t attack her.

  It was a good thirty yards to the river which marked the back of our property, but I could make out her midnight blue-black hair, and warm blue eyes from where we sat.

  “Shall we go say hello to the neighbor?”

  She giggled, “She’d probably run if we moved toward her, you could try coaxing her out though.”

  I called out in a gentle voice, “Come say hi? She’s Hali, and I’m Evan.”

  The Naiad replied in a bubbly voice, no pun intended, “I am Maris, and I’ve heard of you, son of Poseidon.”

  She seemed to consider my invitation, then flowed up onto the bank as the rest of her body formed. She was five feet two, maybe. She was a petite woman but walked with a dancer’s flowing grace as she approached us. She had very fair skin and her heart shaped C cups were a bit big on her diminutive body. Her nipples were a shockingly delicate pink, and quite alluring on the fair creamy skin of her breasts. Outside of those wonderful breasts, she was all tight curves and athletic. Her face had a delicate exotic Asian beauty to it, for some reason I wasn’t going to guess at. Her eyes were wide, her lips a light shade of pink, and up close her hair looked like shimmering liquid midnight flowing down her body.