Ocean's Song

 Elaina stood on the cliff, gazing out at the ocean that roared constantly, singing a song to her. She had never belonged anywhere before; she usually wandered the world, doing as she pleased. However, she always found herself returning to this place. There were voices in the water, onces that told her of love and belonging. She craved the completeness of it, and often thought of jumping into the crashing waves, defying death.

She never did thought. Always she left, and always she returned. Elaina had been traveling since she was 18 years old, and she had been wandering for seven years now. She was weary of travel, and found herself staying on the cliff longer this time than she usually did.

Every day she stood vigil on that cliff, and every night she returned to her campfire to sleep and eat. But she had been at the cliff for almost a month now, longer than she had ever stayed in one place. She felt the need to move, to change, rising in her more strongly every day. But she was tired to moving.

One morning, however, there was something in the air. A heaviness, an anticipation of change. Elaina felt it the moment she woke with the rising sun. She knew today was different; she could feel that something was going to happen.

She walked to the cliff as usual. But something was different. The waves were quieter. She couldn't hear the voices that sang to her before. It was as if they were waiting for something to sing about. For the next three days the weather was heavy, and the ocean quiet.

On the fourth day, she couldn't bear the silence. She began to sing the song she had listened to so often over the past month. The ocean crashed against the rocks, beating rhytmically to her voice. The wind began to blow, and voices she had missed swelled to join her.

As she was singing, she had moved closer to the edge, and she stood with her arms spread in welcome. As she let her voice die out, she lowered her arms.

"You shouldn't stand so near the edge." A voice said behind her.

Elaina whirled around in surprise, and lost her balance. Strong damp arms wrapped around her and drew her back from the ledge. She stared up at the manlike creature that held her.

He was handsome, not in a human way, but in a way that made him almost glow. His skin was pale blue, and his hair was the greens and browns of seaweed. His eyes were hazel, swirling constantly with the greens and blues of a pool of water on the shore.

"You sing my song very well." He murmured to her, releasing her and stepping away. "Well enough that I know you have listened long."

Elaina lowered her eyes. "Who are you?" She asked him quietly.

"I believe that is an unnecessary question." He replied. "I am here to be with you, and that is all that need be said."

Immediatly her mind swirled with passionate thoughts, picturing the two of them tangled together in pleasure, and felt herself blush. She looked up at him and realized that he was quite naked. She gasped, staring at his body.

He smiled at her warmly. "You act as if you haven't seen a man as nature made him." He commented.

"I haven't." Elaina informed him. "In any way."

The man's eyes darkened to a murky blue, as the ocean on a stormy day. It was desire. She trembled at it, knowing this was impossible, merely a dream.

He stepped to her and ran his hand over her chest, causing her nipples to respond and harden. "That can be remedied." He whispered before kissing her hard. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and she moaned against it as he squeezed her breasts. He quickly undressed her, pausing only briefly to gaze at her body.

He lowered her to the ground, and kissed her breasts. She gasped in shock as his mouth closed on a nipple and he sucked hard. She pressed his head against her hard, having no memory of having moved her hands to his hair. He slid one hand down her smooth stomach and between her legs.

She cried out in pleasure as he found her untouched clit and rubbed it. He continued to play with it, feeling it swell with her lust. Elaina moaned and squirmed, spreading her legs wider. He left her clit and instead thrust a finger into her virgin hole. She screamed as the unexpected penetration brought her to climax.

As her body writhed in pleasure, he moved between her legs and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. "Would you like it?" He asked, his voice gravelly with need.

Elaina didn't speak, she merely pushed her pelvis at him. He fingered her clit, keeping her horny, as he thrust carefully into her virgin pussy. He pushed himself into her until he felt the resistance of her hymen, and then withdrew. He wasn't very deep into her, but the friction gave her pleasure. He continued to move in and out of her to the point of her hymen, when she stiffened again in pleasure. As she exploded again, he thrust hard with all his strength, breaking her hymen, and going all the way into her.

The pain was overwhelming, but it occurred at her moment of greatest pleasure, thus only heightening it. She screamed against his lips as he kissed her fiercely, suddenly battering her like crazy. His thrusts we so hard that he was pushing her along the ground, closer and closer to the cliff's edge. He was grunting with each thrust, and Elaina was sobbing with the pleasure mixed with pain.

Suddenly her head wasn't supported anymore, but she was too far gone to care. The man gave one final thrust, and groaned as he came, spilling his seed into her. She squealed as she felt pulse after pulse of jism spilling into her from his throbbing cock.

He withdrew from her pussy and helped her stand. She looked around, dazed. He embraced her in his arms and murmured, "You'll do."

Before she could ask what he meant, he pulled her with him over the edge. They fell to the water together. His lips met hers in a burning kiss as they hit the water.

[If anyone likes, I will be more than happy to write more, but only if you tell me you liked it. Which I hope you did.]