This Ménage à Trois Scene Is Out Of This World... And Into The Sea

This erotic story excerpt from 'Reefcake' by Ellen Mint is published with permission.

Erotic sexy story from Reefcake by Ellen Mint

A giddy thrill shivered through Joanna’s body. She could stay dressed, tell the mermen that it didn’t come off, sit by the fire. It was what a lady would do.

“Let me show you,” Jo said, reaching behind her to fumble for the knots. She was helped into it by her maid before her father forced her onto the ship. With no one around but the foul sailors and rotten Captain, Joanna dare never take it off. Not even to sleep. Now, with two strange men of the sea, she giggled at freeing herself from the constraints.

After tugging on the lace, the knot opening in her palm, Jo moved to undo the next with her fingers. Namhu whispered, “I understand now.”

And his strong, large fingers drew down her tiny back to work off the last of the laces. All the while, Enki stared from her face down to her breasts buoyed by the corset. Her nipples strained against the wet chemise, the prince taking careful note of how they looked behind a slip of fabric. Was he curious to touch them? To see how lady land-walkers reacted to warm palms cupping over their heaving bounties?

A breath filled Joanna’s lungs as the final constricting knot of the corset gave way. Namhu pulled it up over her head. While he held the confounding undergarment in one hand, his other palm swept up her fallen hair. The plaits were obliterated, streams of mahogany plastered to her shoulder, and back, and now in a merman’s gentle grip. Despite his demeanor, the bodyguard was tender, barely stroking the tips of her hair how one would pet a skittish dog.

When his hand cupped her hip, steadying Joanna, her eyes flared open in surprise. There was Enki, staring in rapturous fascination at the woman coming undone before him.

She glanced down the olive-tan skin, his chest thrust out for balance, the abs folded from the lean. And just as Namhu pressed his hardening cock against the linen drenched to her buttock, she watched Enki’s shudder as it plumped.

She knew how the mechanics worked, courtesy of the island goats caring nothing for impropriety. But this was the first chance Joanna had to see the male side in action, to feel her cheeks burn hot at the sight, her fingers clench at the idea of touching, her stomach tremble in waves at the dream of feeling it inside her. There was no reason to continue down this path. They said they wouldn’t kill her and she believed them, believed them more than she would her father’s men.

Her whole life she was trained to not despoil herself. To always be aware of any men in the vicinity who might take her purity and ruin her for her future husband. Walk away. Huddle by the fire. Thank them for saving her. It was what a lady who walked head bowed to her execution via wedding band would do.

Joanna leaned forward, a hand digging through Enki’s verdant locks. Pulling those taunting lips flush to hers, she smiled to herself. There was nothing she wanted more than to destroy herself with these two men.

The moment she tasted Enki’s salty lips melting to a musky sweetness, his hands swept under her breasts. Every chill raced from her bones as the merman kneaded against her giving flesh. When he slipped his thumbs against her nipples Jo gasped into his mouth.

“You enjoy that as well?” Enki asked, the smile rising across his face as he pressed her forehead to his. She laughed, her eyes shut tight while swaying her aroused chest against his palms. Pleasure arced through her body like lightning striking the open ocean. She felt its piercing path all the way down to her toes.

Chuckling at the realization, Enki glanced to the man holding her hips in place from behind. “Same as you, Namhu,” he said, his tongue lapping his lips.

Jo blinked in surprise, breaking from his expert hold to stare over her shoulder. There was no shame on Namhu’s face, no anger at being discovered, only a knowing smile and fire crackling between the two men. “You both like to…?” She drew a finger from one to the other as if anyone else was in the cave with them.

While Enki snickered, as if the idea was preposterous, it was Namhu who cupped her chin in his hand. Pulling her close so that his words tickled her face, he said, “We enjoy each other.” And he plunged her lips to his, his tongue slipping into her mouth. The heat of it shuddered down her spine, Joanna moaning as the strong tongue guided her trembling lip into his mouth. He nipped with certainty against hers.

When fingers curled up her cheek, Namhu released his erotic kiss on her, and it was Enki who pulled her back around to him. “We also enjoy sharing,” Enki said, pressing a soft kiss to the tender lip that Namhu bit down on. His gentle ministrations warmed Jo’s bubbling arousal, her heart swelling at how carefully he pressed sweet kisses down her jaw. As he moved to her neck, Joanna stretching to give him access, strong fingers slipped under her bust.

She could feel Namhu pressing his nose to the back of her head and his cock against her back. All the while, he kneaded deeper into her breasts, working his way up to pinch her nipples. Jo cried in shock as the pain ebbed to an invigorating pleasure. Her moans of joy were met with a growl from behind her ear. His hot breath filled her right as Enki worked his tongue up to her left.

“What of you, lady of the land?” Namhu snarled, every perfunctory word driving straight to her core. “Do you mind sharing?”

Their hands caressed everywhere. Enki’s lifted the chemise’s hemline higher to expose her thighs. Namhu continued to titillate her breasts, a palm swooping from one to the other while he drew his free hand against her cheek. As he guided Joanna closer, his teeth scraped her skin from the hollow of her cheek down to the jaw, and she whimpered.

“Please,” she begged, stinging tears rising in her eyes at this impossible turn of events, “please share me.”

The mermen smiled wickedly at each other from across her body. While Namhu supported her breasts, Enki worried both palms across her thighs, gliding under the fallen chemise to reach right to her sacred spot. Just before touching it, he said in a jolly voice, “Do you know what I wish to do?”

A brusque laugh shot against her ear, Namhu knotting his fingers around the hips of her last stitch of civilization. He rolled his palms, inching the fabric higher and higher to expose herself to Enki. “What you always want,” the man said, tugging her hemline above her belly. Enki rested his chin upon her naked thighs, his eyes staring upward directly into her soaking wet cunt. Those turquoise gems glittered as if he glimpsed one of the wonders of the world.

Joanna whipped her head over her shoulder, her head buzzing at the idea of a strange man staring in rapture at her private parts. Namhu kept one hand knotted to her chemise while the other curled under her chin. Those snow-grey eyes stared in concern at her sudden shift, both men waiting for her to say something.

With a smirk lifting her lips, she ordered, “Take it off.”

“Oh, a woman with exquisite tastes in the carnal,” Enki exclaimed. Namhu grabbed onto the shoulders of her chemise while Enki slipped his head under it. She could feel his lips pressing kisses as sweet as his smile all across her belly. All the while, he continued to speak, “I cannot understand the appeal of so much fabric across the body.”

Namhu glided his pulsing cock between her exposed buttocks, his hands pinning her breasts higher. As he glanced the edge of his teeth to her tender throat, Jo whimpering in response, he said, “There is an appeal to some of them.” The jaded merman stared in the direction of her tossed chemise, a fire burning in his eyes. He’d had other women, women of the land. And he knew what he wanted.

She gulped at the realization when his hands abandoned her breasts just as Enki rose to lap his tongue around her nipple.

It was Namhu who rolled his large palms over her thighs. Jo’s body began to sway from propping herself up overlong on her knees. Relying on the two men to keep her upright wasn’t working as one kissed her breasts and the other…

With strong certainty, Namhu pulled her thighs apart, his thumbs stroking the creases. She felt herself tipping forward, but Enki placed a steadying hand to her stomach. It had to be boiling under his palm but the man made no mention. Instead, he continued to suck and lick his way clear across Joanna’s chest.

A sea breeze, chilled by the night’s sky, swept across her freed vagina. It sang of debauchery, of debasement, of deliverance. Jo’s heart quivered; her lungs sucking in air in arrhythmic patterns left her light-headed.

“How do you please yourself?” Namhu growled in her ear. He remained steadfast in his grip, holding her apart for whatever delight they had planned. And that grand cock continued to stroke against the small of her back.

“I don’t under…” Jo began when Enki slid his hand from her quaking knees up her thighs. He paused at Namhu’s hands, playfully flirting up the stoic man’s wrists, before resting both his palms at the full mound of her pubic hair. That seemed to entertain the prince who plied through it as if his fingers were a comb.

Enki paused and wrapped a hand around the back of Joanna’s head. Pulling her forehead against his, she puckered her lips for a kiss, when a finger slipped down the crevice of her being.

She gasped, first in shock, then pleasure as that nimble finger dipped inside and up to the tip of her pearl. That she knew well, that she considered her private secret. That Enki was polishing to a perfect gleam with his finger.

“Oh, you will adore how aroused she is,” Enki whispered to Namhu.

The hands on her thighs released, Namhu sliding them up to knead into her buttocks. In doing so, he pushed and pulled her flesh against his cock, his breath panting in her ear. Jo shivered at the guttural pleasure Namhu found from her body. When she gasped aloud, the kneading paused and ice-grey eyes burned in hers. “You’re already a delight,” he whispered, turning her head for a kiss.

“My turn?” Enki asked. Joanna shifted to place her lips on his, but the prince slid to his stomach on the sand. He began to crawl forward when he paused and glanced back at the pond. “An idea strikes my fancy.”

The man continually sweeping his hands over every available acre of Joanna’s flesh followed the prince’s look. Namhu smiled wide, his head bobbing at whatever Enki had planned. “An interesting idea.”

“What is? What do I…?” Jo watched as Enki hopped to his feet and leaped into the lapping seawater. She twisted her head to the side, catching Namhu also rising.

“Can you stand?” the serious man asked while watching Joanna struggle to stick a leg out.

“I’m not sure.” All the blood drained from her feet in order to pool in her cheeks and belly. She wobbled in the next attempt, nearly falling face-first to the sand when warm arms swept her up.

Namhu carried her towards the water’s edge, Jo’s heart thumping while those tales of murderous mermaids once again rose in her imagination.

But as she spotted Enki’s sopping green locks rising from the dark depths, her panic calmed. Locking her hands around the back of Namhu’s neck, Jo pulled herself up to kiss his lips. So distracted, he couldn’t try to overpower her, the man trembling from her tender tastes.

At the edge of the water, Namhu plummeted to his knees even while lapping his tongue around hers. Joanna shrieked in surprise, her feet dipping into the cool water. Webbed fingers glided along her ankles, Enki tugging her deeper and deeper into his domain. Jo pulled in a breath, preparing to slip under the surface, when Namhu hooked his hands to her waist to stop her.

She floated with only her lower belly and legs distended in the water, Namhu quickly wrapping his chest to her back. While Jo was first distracted by that cock sweeping against her back, it was Enki pulling himself up by her legs that yanked her away.

Gripping to her ankles, he straddled her legs wider apart so his head could sweep up her bobbing thighs. Lips pressed kisses to chase away the chill, Jo staring down at the watery face rising from the inky depths. There was no concern of drowning, no fear in his eyes — only serenity as he placed one kiss to the right crease of her thigh and another to the left.

When his hands wound around her bobbing buttocks, Enki swam closer and his lips plunged to her. To that part of her she was supposed to hold sacred for only her would-be husband. That which she found herself ecstatic to share. Jo babbled in surprise, her fingers gripping to Enki’s verdant hair as her heart cried at the wonders he created inside her. How the tender swoop of his lips pressing and sucking upon her folds shook her to the core. How his wily tongue, now capable of twisting into a spiral against her pearl, sent her panting for relief.

Namhu sucked on her neck while Enki sucked upon her being.

Hands plucked on her nipples; they had to be Namhu’s for the strength and confidence in each pull, but Jo couldn’t be certain. Her eyes shut tight, her breath hitching in her chest as her body strained higher and higher in this impossible pleasure.

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A great splash of water snapped her sight open and she watched Enki’s glittering green tail lay out over the surface. All the while, the man kept sucking and licking upon her with his head submerged. His gentle tongue bobbed with the waves, flickering to send her sparking, then lulling to a soft kiss. Jo wanted to cry, to plead with him to press harder, to push her over the edge, but then Namhu would grind against her, his cock straining against her skin and she never wanted it to end.

“Are you ready?” Namhu whispered in her ear, one hand pooling along her belly as the other plied her breast.

For what? Jo’s blue eye stared at him, her brown taking in the merman sucking upon her quivering lips without pause. She had no idea what either one wanted, but her heart pleaded with her to take the option gifted. Nodding her head, she gasped, “Yes.”

A surprisingly shy smile flitted across Namhu’s solid lips. His hands cupped along her waterlogged hips and hefted her out of the sea.

The loss of the prince’s lips was great, Joanna staring in dejection at the impish grin upon Enki’s face. It wasn’t until she felt her bottom perched upon Namhu’s thighs that the pieces of what came next fell into place.

One of his sturdy palms left her hips in order to grab his overtly endowed cock. Slowly, he guided it and Joanna together. Namhu swirled the tip around her soaked vulva, erupting more panting from the woman astride his lap. She stretched her legs wider, aching for the pierce that’d free her from the shackles of maidenhood.

But Namhu didn’t force himself inside. His thumb hooked inside her, testing the stretch and, as gentle as a wave, he pushed an inch of himself into her. “Mercy,” the man cried behind her, his teeth biting down on Jo’s shoulder. She shivered at the fullness stretching her apart from inside, the warmth pulsing and pressing against her inner cushions she’d only dare test herself in the past year. God, she wanted more, but Jo was uncertain if she could handle it.

The sound of splashing caused her to look up. Enki’s tail slapped the water, his elbows digging across the sand until they pushed against Namhu’s trembling thighs. “Allow me to help,” the prince purred and he dipped down with tongue fully extended. It slurped not only across Jo’s exposed pearl, but clear down to Namhu’s dangling sac. Whenever Enki made contact, the man holding her upon his spear babbled in the same oceanic tongue and quivered.

With every tender lick from Enki, Jo’s insides loosened and she began to slide down Namhu’s cock. The man’s pleas and cries grew more urgent with every new inch of her surrounding him. At first, he hugged tight to her, his cheek pressing to her back as if she was his salvation. But as she came to rest as tight to the hilt as she thought she could, his palms swept back up her breasts.

Enki’s tongue picked up speed, the tip darting around her pearl’s hood with enviable dexterity while Namhu enlivened her nipples and gave the smallest thrust with his hips. It rocked Jo into Enki, the pulse and pressure ramping up the heat burning through her body. Her spine was liquid metal, her hair white. Her teeth snapped and clacked from the two men tending to her in a way no one ever could.

“Christ’s Blood!” Joanna screamed, her head slamming back as her entire body erupted in pleasure. There was no tiny tingle as she knew while trying to find solace in a lonely bed.

This wracked through her loins, knotting her legs around Enki’s head, and sent her arms flailing behind to scratch at Namhu’s chest. All the while the stoic man kept flexing his cock, every jut of his hips knocking another delectable tremor through Jo’s body.

Enki dug himself out of her body crumpling to try and preserve this pleasure, a smile stretching clear across his face as he gazed up at Joanna clinging to Namhu for dear life. “I love the feel of a woman coming apart at my tongue.”

The man still inside her snorted once, his finger cupping her jaw to pull her lips to his. As they kissed, she felt his hands guide her off his lap. A sucking sound preceded her loss of him, Joanna gulping out of fear that she wasn’t found worthy enough. But in an instant, Namhu twisted her around in the sand.

She landed upon her back, the man’s arms supporting her legs around his hips as he gazed down in wonder. On his knees, he crawled to her, his eyes drifting from her raised cunt to her face and back. All the while, he worried his hands back and forth over her trembling thighs.

Enthralled with the cock slicked in her arousal, Jo watched as he paused before her, the pair waiting to be reintroduced. It was Joanna who reached forward, who wrapped her hand around him and guided him into her.

This time, Namhu thrust fully inside without any preamble. She groaned at both the fit and the strain, but a touch of discomfort was worth it as the man began to thrust inside her. Sweat dripped down Namhu’s chest, the droplets sheering off as if his skin was watertight while Joanna licked her lips. His fingers flexed deeper into her ass, hauling her tighter to him as he thrust into her.

She was so lost in Namhu’s reddening face, his teeth biting on his lip to keep focused, Jo missed Enki. The prince jumped from the water, his tail disintegrating into that curved cock of before now leaping from between his legs. It was to Namhu he approached, his chest slotting around the man’s back, hands swerving to cup the bodyguard’s pecs.

Enki licked around Namhu’s ear, whispering loudly, “You are delectable.” As the hands slid down to pinch at Namhu’s nipples, both men groaned from the depths of the ocean. “Shall I?” Enki asked, and Namhu shuddered, his head nodding desperately.

The thrusting paused, though his cock remained inside Joanna who bared down while watching. Every flex of her internal muscles brought a gulp to Namhu’s throat and a grin to her lips. Enki guided his cock to the back of Namhu, the smaller man having to push Namhu down to reach. As Joanna fell too, her inner fit changed, leaving her straining even harder at the mass inside.

“Let me…” Enki said, his hand swooping over Namhu’s lower belly. She couldn’t see what he was doing, but watching Enki close his eyes and suckle in air as Namhu winced then sputtered in joy, Jo knew. Once safely inside his lover and bodyguard, Enki finished his sentence, “…take the lead.”

It was he who thrust into Namhu, who then thrust into Jo. Two men, two cocks, working in perfect synchronization to push her beyond. “My, my, my,” Enki whispered, his warm eyes wafting over the pair he had command of.

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Namhu’s striking eyes were locked up tight, the man’s entire body flexing, veins rising from biceps, pectorals, thighs. Every inch of his naked body strained from the man pumping into him…and the woman wrapped around him.

God save her, but the tenderness and eroticism of watching one man in another… Jo cried out, another tremor of pleasure shivering from her loins.

It was perfect until it tried to clamp onto the cock thrusting inside of her. The cries of adulation shifted to pain in an instant as if the orgasm sewed misery in its wake.

Snapping open, Namhu’s eyes stared down at her trying to grit her teeth to keep going. It was he who rubbed his hand along the back of Enki’s and said, “Hold a moment.”

Leaning forward, Namhu gently guided himself free of Joanna. The loss this time left behind a deeper sting inside of her, and she noticed a drop of blood upon the cock that drew it. “She is not ready…” Namhu said first to Enki, then his ice-grey eyes burned in Jo, “yet.”

“Mmm,” Enki purred, tipping back with the lover in his arms. Jo leaned up on her elbows, watching as the prince thrust with the full power of his hips into Namhu. “I so adore when you make plans.”

Namhu chuckled when Enki enveloped his palm around the man’s cock. Using Jo’s arousal, Enki began to stroke the man he was inside. Both of them spoke in guttural noises, their clicks broken up by panting. Enki’s green hair caught the waning firelight as he whipped his head back and forth while clinging to the tempo.

It was Namhu who was shaking, his entire being falling to pieces as his body trembled in the prince’s care.

Enki’s hand pumped determinedly up and down that vast shaft, every pop of the crown through the prince’s grip leaving Namhu gasping. And Joanna watched enraptured. Her heart quickened at the sight, her exhausted loins dripping arousal down her thighs at the two men enjoying themselves without abandon.

“Enki, Enki,” Namhu cried. Before he could finish his plea, white fluid shot from the cock in the prince’s hand. It arced clear across the sand to land upon the burning driftwood. Jo stared in amazement at the sizzling semen, while Enki grunted thrice more and then gave his own gasp of pleasure. In an instant, both men crumbled in exhaustion. The prince curled up on his side, his feet dipping back to the water to revive the tail.

While Namhu, the taciturn bodyguard, the man that had scared Joanna to her core then brought it to life, crawled across the sand and cupped her face in his hands. Pulling her to him, he whispered as if the fear laid upon his very soul, “I promise, I will be more gentle.”

Catching her hand around his supporting wrist, Jo leaned closer, “As long as there is a next time.” When the smile rose upon his lips, she caught him in a devouring kiss.

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