Having her tail and upper body wrapped in a towel on my bed I couldn't help but ask, "So….you're a mermaid?" Stupid question to ask but I had to say it in order to confirm there was a beautiful woman with a fish tail on my bed. I was expecting her to say something like 'duh, isn't it obvious!' instead she looked down at her tail (occasionally it would flop up and down like a dead fish). "Well, the correct term would be Siren," she said nodding her head, "but yeah, I'm a mermaid."

She looked in my direction. I was standing about a foot away from her. To tell you the truth I was a little afraid of her. What I've known from the Iliad Sirens were known to lure ships to there destruction through their song. For all I know she might burst out singing like Ariel from The Little Mermaid and before I can blink I'll be dead and buried somewhere like the ships. Sensing my fear, she patted the right side of the bed, "How about you sit next to me. I promise I won't bite." A part of me wanted to run out the room, be as far away as possible but the other more prideful part of me told me to obey her.

Come on, Kesslee. Don't be foolish like you already are now. Just sit next to her. Feeling childish for wanting to run away from a pretty girl I sat next to the bed. Feeling the awkward silence between us I wanted to break the ice. "You said…you were on land when the comet hit. Why were you on land?" Beatrice's face turned a slight shade of red.

"It's kind of embarrassing, I was in California, Los Angeles….to lose my virginity."

"You were on land so you can get laid?"

"Yeah, it's part of tradition as a female Siren to lose her purity at a certain age." Feeling fascinated by this 'tradition' I urged her to tell me about it. Her story began with The Practice Ceremony at the age of 15. The young woman at the ceremony learned how to kiss, masturbate, and various other sexual activities with other woman. Beatrice was hailed for being the best kisser and oral pleasurer. "Oh really," I said feeling myself getting aroused at the thought of her pleasing another woman in front of an audience. Without warning she grabs hold of my hair forcing my mouth against hers, the towel fell from her upper body exposing her semi dry breasts.

"Really," she purrs against my lips, her hand feeling my crotch. Too delirious with desire I didn't stop her hand from going into my pants, in fact I didn't want her to stop. This was a delightful change from the whores at QuickSilver. "Did man ask for you?" I asked dreamily as she rubbed my shaft up and down.

"They didn't just ask, they demanded for what I'm about to do to you now." Without another word she took me in her mouth. My god, it was so heavenly! What she was doing for free I had to pay a hooker 50 in water just to get a blow job. While she was pleasing me I notice that the tail was replaced by soft bare skin. Feeling a little frisky I planted my hand on her rear. She didn't stop her proceedings, I give her a light pat on the ass quickening her strides. Not wanting the poor thing to be left out my hand traveled down the crease of her ass to her pussy. She was wonderfully wet.

Her pace began to quicken even further as I messaged her clit. Even though my dick was down her throat I can tell she was enjoying herself as well as I was. Just when I was about to be very close her mouth parts ways with my cock. I was about to ask her why she stopped when she kissed me deeply. "I can't take it! I want you now!" she demanded straddling my hips, leading me inside her.

"Oh the Gods you are gifted!" she said riding me while my face was planted against her breasts. It felt wonderful being with a woman like Beatrice. The woman of QuickSilver were always so still and immobile like they just wanted you to get it over with and if you wanted them to be more 'responsive' you have to pay a little extra. I've tried being with other woman of W&P but they were just like the whores, mechanical. For 10 years I felt very….alone.

"Bea…I can't…hold it…much longer," I panted feeling the orgasm about to come. Even though I've been with many woman I haven't been able to have an orgasm, the same goes for masturbating. Basically I thought old age made me incompetent until now. Pushing my upper body to the bed she moved her hips faster and harder, her pussy becoming so tight I thought I was going to lose it until her juices flowed over my cock and finally I let go.

We held each other for a while with both of us smiling. "That…was better then the dildo I used when the comet fell."

"You used a dildo to lose you virginity?"

"Yeah, I purchased it at a porn shop. It's a lot more sanitary that way. Plus you're the first man I've actually had intercourse with."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and now you are my personal sex slave," she said kissing me then closing her eyes. I wanted to ask her what she meant by 'personal sex slave' but it sounded harmless and we fell asleep in each other's arms.