The waves crashed onto the sandy shore of the beach with vigor, it was a beautiful, beautiful Memorial Day. The start of Summer, the best day of the year. I stood on the rocks that jutted a few miles or so out into the ocean herself, my arms at my sides like an anatomy drawing. As the salt air invaded my nostrils, and the sun kissed my skin with its light. No matter what, it never seemed to tan my creamy pale skin. "Ah Summer." I said softly before looking back to my real prize, The Dazzlings.
Adagio; Aria and Sonata all sat in their beach chairs, content and at peace as the shade of their parasols shielded them from the harsh sunlight. They looked drop dead sexy. Adagio in her tight red two piece, and Aria and Sonata in blue to light green ones, I loved my life sometimes. No, all the time. I made my across the rocks to them, their sun kissed bodies of the bathing beauties was like the sultry sirens of the great Homer's lore, only I didn't need to stuff wax in ears for their divinity. Then I saw, them.
"Hey ladies, you order some fine slices of grade A Beef?" He asks my beloved Adagio. He's an image ripped right from some old surfer movie, his body a tanned sun kissed yellowish bronze; muscles like some ad from Men's Health magazine, popping and rippling. His long blonde sandy hair as he flexed for The Dazzlings...MY Dazzlings. His companion was a black haired, and oiled body type with more a tinge of grey to his skin, I never understood that about most people here, until I learned the whole...it reflects a pastel colored pony verse thing, long story. Two overly compensated, bulging muscled meat heads making a move on my girlfriends, and me a thin, wiry and creamy skinned weakling. I knew that my girls wouldn't betray me, wouldn't betray me...wait, why the sudden Frank Miller repetition? Eh whatever. I had to be cautious as I made my way over the muscle beach meat heads.
"Hey...uh fellas...those...those are my girlfriends you're hitting on." I say softly as they turn; my voice like the soft cries of a little dove. They turn to see who dares to interrupt their display of alpha male prowess to the sun kissed goddesses before them. Two men of steel versus a little Johnny. They turn to me and I see they have added dark shades to the orange and yellow (on Blondie and grey respectively) speedos. How lame can you get?
"Oh sorry little bro," he says with nothing but contempt for me, I can hear it in his voice that he's not moved by the skinny pale guy telling him to back off. I stand by ground as Blondie walks over to me and chuckles softly as he flicks my nose making a soft 'Point!' Sound as he does.
"Hey ladies, ditch the shrimp and party with some REAL men. Real strong and studly men." Grey says with a soft laughter as he makes sure to make his move and go full on Chip en Dale dancer and starts gyrating his hips ever so slightly in Adagio's direction, making sure not to get too close or to put too much emphasis on the raging penis behind the thin strip of latex he wore to the beach. Adagio chuckles softly then lowers her shades while lifting up the sun hat on her head and narrows her eyes at him. Atta girl, I know you wouldn't hurt me or leave me for some muscle bound beach bum.
"Sorry boys, but a real man isn't someone who feels a compulsion to show off the way you two have, call us when you outgrow you huggies okay?" The other girls chuckle softly and Aria and Sonata hold their hands out to her, Adagio returns the favor. I run up to her and hold her close. Her orange-tan and gold skin simmers at my touch. She's like Starfire the way she holds me and it feels like her skin could sizzle my own from her gentle touch. The other males aren't amused.
"Sure, you girls have fun with the little man.'' Blondie says with a huff and scoff as he and his friend head off someplace. Grey retorts;
"Yeah but if you lovely ladies wanna see some real men, you babes know where to find us." He says as they both head off, a spray of sand my way. I grad Sonata's parasol and use it like a shield, their sand attack misses. I laugh as they leave with what's left of their dignity. I feel the Dazzlings cuddle my sides as they push the beach chairs as close as they can. Aria cuddles my left; Sonata my right, and I rest on top of Adagio's sun soft, sun kissed skin. She holds me close in her arms, I do the same with her surrogate sisters. They purr like kittens in my arms, and I cuddle and snuggle them all.
"Girls?" I ask as I feel the soft skin and the heat of the sun on my body. The heat radiating feels surprisingly good on me, I love the sunlight when it shines down on me, especially when I have my beloved Dazzlings at my side.
"Hmmm?" Aria asks as Sonata kisses my neck then softly suckles on it. I moan and shudder as I feel she's using her siren tongue, slightly longer and pointed at the tip, like her seafaring origins. As she does, I can't help but think of how the sands and surfs of the beach must be reminding them of home. Their real homes, the magic of Equestria, where the oceans they once swam in were shared with sea serpents; Capricorns, and Hydras. An image in my mind of them hiding in the depths to avoid being lunch for those monsters, did the other Equestrians ever consider that while they weren't without their own demons back then, that The Dazzlings had predators of their own?
"I'm not like those guys back there; I'm not built like a tank or all THAT good looking, why did you stay with me?" I feel somewhat stupid asking, I almost already know the answer, and yet I need to know.
"Because you love us for more than just our bodies and see us for more than...this." Aria says as she runs her hands along her body, she makes sure to tug on the strings of her green leather bikini thongs, hot damn she knows how to get my engine running, but I hold back.
"You know I saw you for so much more when no body else would. A memory comes back to us, as much as they don't enjoy thinking of it.
Defeated and powerless, and then humiliated. No one understood them the way I did then or do now. Lost girls that needed the guidance and the care, the love and compassion a male can have toward the fairer sex in their hour of need. I look over at Sonata, She shivers in the salty sea wind chill, like the last leaf on a dying tree. I let her hear my voice in her ear, "You girls...complete me." I say to them all. Sonata only goes stiff for a moment, "care for a soda?" I ask as I reach into the cooler behind the chairs and hand her a cold diet Pepsi, the can perspires in my hands as her gentle, slender fingers accept it.
"Sure. I’ll take one." She says popping the tab and taking a sip, her swan like neck gently bobs and nods as the icy sweet liquid flows down it. "You’re everything a girl could ever want John, Sweet as a homemade cupcake." She adds when she breaks her drink for air.
"Just like how you’re all everything a guy could ever want, and I don't mean It’s not just your faces; or your…figures, or even or your voices. The ones you had before or after you got your powers back and uncovered your true forms. It’s your eyes most of all, my God all the things I see in your eyes." I tell the lot of them as the warmth of three bodies seems to over power the celestial body shining on us.
"What is it you see in our eyes?" Adagio asks as her amethyst ones seem to glow the way her siren power often made them. I kiss her lips with a little peck before I give my answer.
"I see a crazy calm in your's Dagi; Aria has the devil's fury but the angels grace, and Sonata. Oh Sonata, Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes. To twinkle in their spheres till they return, what if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars. As daylight doth a lamp, her eye in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing and think it were not night....Romeo and Juliet, act two, scene two." I say with the memory of a thespian at the globe, thank you Ms. Cheerilee.
"Hey why did she get the quote from the classic?" Adagio says with a huff. The wind rises electric for a moment in the tension, but it passes as they're all so soft and warm and almost weightless in our four way embrace. the girls' sweat is surprisingly sweet, a promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell them all,
"Everything will be alright, I'm sorry Dagi." I tell the three of them that I’ll save them from whatever we may face in the muddy tide pool that is our future, I tell Them… "I love you, all of you." The surf pounds the sand; the water stars to rise, the tide's coming in. I could almost let it carry the chairs away like the survivors adrift in the great sea before us, but the girls get up from the chairs start to fold them up as Sonata grabs the cooler and parasols. Aria says we need to move up the shore. I feel naked without their warm bodies, but I know it's only for a minute or two.
The sun began to set over the horizon of the ocean. The Dazzlings and I stood on a rock formation that lay on a far side of the beach. The shoreline stretched for up thirty or so miles. Along the first few miles was the board walk. Its planks lay across solid oak beams above the sand, waves at their calmest there. Along the walk everything from fishing and tackle shops to snack bars had been built on the upper level. Jutting out into the ocean into the deeper water was the pier. It was almost entirely for fishermen; as the only amenities there was the pole rental and bait shop at the entrance, but it did make for a nice place to take an ocean side stroll, once the fish guts and heads had been hosed down for the night.
The rock was a small sea cliff that rose towering above the beach, the kind of cliff that divers and bungee enthusiasts would enjoy if it had been much taller. It was just big enough to climb up and get a decent view of the beach as well as everything from the amusement park Funland on the other side of the street and even the school itself. I was at the top of the cliff, looking back at the School I had walked out of not more than a few hours ago. Aria; Adagio and Sonata lay on theirs at the other end, not a care in the world. "It's not being the high and mighty rulers of a kingdom, but it's nice isn't it?" I ask as my gaze travels to the go kart tracks near the off ramp, it leads onto the I-96 and from there the open road. Canterlot City, I love it so much.
"It almost feels like home in some ways." Adagio says looking back at me smiling, snapping me from my gaze as I notice she's turned over in her chair. Sonata unties the strings of her red top as Aria the thongs of the bottom! I'm a little confused if not interested. Sure there was nothing off limits between the four of us, but still...here? "Johnny Darling?" She asks folding her head in her hands and closing her eyes smiling, "Can you be a dear and put more coca butter on me?" She finishes as Sonata giggles with the can of said coca butter in her hands. she opens it up and takes some in her hands, Aria follows suit a devious ear to ear grin on her face.
"Adagio? Not to question the leader of the enticing trio of sultry sea sirens." I say playfully though to them it seems almost...flattering, "but you do realize it's...Dusk right?" The pause was because while they had long gotten over the stigma of "Sunset" and "Twilight," and I'm not talking about the times of day. There was still this awkwardness to saying those words around them. Adagio chuckled then sighed, due to Sonata adjusting her chair up so she sat upright in it as she took the naked sea goddess's left foot in her hands and began to rub the soles in her two hands. Her surrogate sister Aria followed suit with the right. They serviced their elder "sister" who more than welcomed the treatment.
"It's not from the sun I ask you to give me a little rub down handsome." She says her teeth showing in a grin that rival her fuchsia sisters' one. I say "Sister" with a grain of salt. Even they couldn't be too sure, but there was little chance of them being related by blood. Not that it would have stopped them, going by my world's Greek mythology Hera and Zeus were brother and sister AND married, and do I even need to bring up Oedipus the King? I don't know if Equestria has its versions of those tales but it was possible. Adagio sighed contently then let her mouth open a bit and moaning softly as her sisters massaged and rubbed in between her toes, that must have been a trigger spot for her. I could just barley make out the faint smell of oranges, salt and sweat. This was arousing her.
"Your wish, is my command empress Adagio." I said holding back the urge to chuckle. I loved stroking her ego, but she seemed to be enjoying it more. Her cheeks blushed a bit at my words as I took some coca butter in the palms of my hands and placed them on her shoulders, her skin was silky and soft. In spite of how wild and bushy it looked, her hair was still girl hair. Like bullets the soft, slick, smoothness of it could fumble from your fingers and never be found. I brushed it aside as I began to rub my hands on her shoulders, the gentle curve of her spine gave away and she melted at my touch, moans and groans becoming audible as if it was more then a massage from all ends going on.
"Heheh enjoying yourself Dagi?" Sonata asks as she holds Adagio's ankle in her hands and rocks the ankle joint in a full circular motion in her hands. Aria runs her thumbs along the sole of her other foot. tapping, rubbing and caressing the sole softly. I meanwhile press the palms of my hands onto the tension she carries in her shoulder blades. The bones tense up stretching slightly over the muscles before sinking into them as the tender flesh turns to putty at my motions. Then the other two sirens decide to up the ante, Sonata and Aria; with hands still holding the wisest (if not most jaded) of the three's feet, lean over, inch their faces close, and stick their tongues out and tongue kiss each other and let soft moans slip into their mouths. My shorts tightened at the crotch.
"That's hot." I say prompting them both to kiss more forcefully. They opened their eyes half way and tiled and rocked their heads softly as they sloppily made out with each other, Aria softly strokes the other sirens' hair and Sonata one ups her by slipping finger under the leather thongs of her swim wear.
"One finger dear sister Sonna?" She says like an innocent "daddy's girl," damn under that all that hardcore punk there really is a siren under there! She uses the term to its full potential, it makes what Sonata does feel all the more naughty, more taboo, and I like it.
"Oh really, you think you can take more?" Sonata retorts, I ask them to dial it back a bit. "Okay Johnny I'm soowwy." Yes she really said it like that, she prompts me to tell her I want innocent, but not Chris Hansen level innocent.
"Heh you want to take a seat over there?" Aria adds as Sonata slips two fingers into her and her thumb rubs the bell of her tender peaked clit. I can tell by the way she pushes her thong aside. electric blue fingers disappearing inside a tight vertical smile of a light pink pussy as her clit is tortured by the thumb pressing forcefully on it. Aria lets out sharp cries and gasps. While our rock isn't too tall, a good twenty feet up with a slope leading to the ground, and with a wall surround the sides to block us, I wouldn't be surprising if a crowd was looking up to try and see if someone was dying up here.
"Like what you see?" Adagio asks as she cuddles my side and gives my beach shorts a rub at the crotch, she feels the hard erection through the polyester and nylon swim netting, As her girls reach over each other's backs and untie the knots holding those bikini tops on. My penis pops even hard as two pairs of perfectly round but not too big breasts are presented to me.
"It's like I died and went to Mt. Olympus." I said throwing more of their roots at them. The two girls giggle and get down low on my crotch, the pull my shorts down and expose my size fully. It springs free and twitches, they giggle sheepishly and stick their tongues out at it and lick it shaft to tip. Adagio not wanting to be left out hovers her dripping wet lower lips over my face,my eyes are locked on her rear, and how it shimmies and sways like a cobra as she shakes. I'm so intently focused on her, I don't notice that Aria is above me until she rests her pussy on my tip.
"I want to go first." She says as Sonata and Adagio stand over me. They both get devious grins on their faces as Adagio crotches down beside me, but the promise is broken by the way she slinks down further and rests her head by it, fuckin tease, but I love her when she teases.
"Now, it's time for your mistress to be pleasured." Adagio said as her more dominant side starts to kick in. She inches her body closer to my face. "Be a good boy now handsome." As she positioned her body directly over my head, her dripping pussy just inches from my mouth. "Open wide, my little snowflake." (on account of my creamy white skin that refused to tan) I oblige her and she lets her body drop down on my face. My tongue slides across her clit; the familiar taste of her juices, orange, grapefruit, and a hint of salt hit my lips making itself known. As I eat out that delectable treat of a pussy she has, I feel Sonata rest her body down on my chest, facing Aria as she licks my shaft and tip. Her pussy is resting directly on my lower abdomen as she slides it back and forth along the skin as Ari leans up from my shaft and mimics my moves on Adagio and eats the blue temptress out like there's no tomorrow.
"This is so hot." Is all I can say as I briefly break from servicing the orange sea nymph (not like that you pervs...no offense) before my mouth laps at the oasis that is her drippy snatch. Sonata's lips close around the tip of my shaft, she bends down and joins Aria, laying down off to the side and takes a turn with it from Aria, her tongue swirling around my tip and she slowly starts sliding down. I moan in pleasure into Adagio's fountain as she soon has the head; the tail, the whole damn thing, all in her mouth. her tongue wrapping around the length as she massages Aria's breasts, both sirens moaning loudly. The feeling translates into actions as my tongue starts swirling around inside Adagio's pussy. Her juices start filling up in my mouth, making me swallow the succulent sweetness to keep from choking. Then a tune hits my ears.
"AHHHHAHAHA AHAHAHAAAA!" It's like a chorus of catholic castrato eunuchs (though I thank every deity from Artemis to Zeus it isn't) "Ohhhhh fuck yes John!" She cries out. "I'm gonna cum! I'm c-c-cumming!!!! Ohhhhh Icarus' wings! SWEET HERA"S TITS!!!!!" Her orgasm explodes in my mouth like a water balloon on a hot car hood, making me swallow it all up. As she gets up, I cough a bit gasping for air. As I breathe in, the feeling of my orgasm starts to come as Sonata keeps sliding the shaft in and out of her mouth. Occasionally letting Aria have a furn at it. Not yet, she senses my point of no return and painfully yanks herself away and the pressure JUST pinnacles but then falters, I go a little soft, but I'm far from done. body twitching and slowly pulling off me, a trail of saliva connecting the rocky ground to my shaft as she and Aria breathe heavily. As I lay my head down on the floor of rock, I see why they started serenading me, and I'm mixed on whether or not I like it.
The three of them now have silky fish like fins on the sides of their heads, more webbing in between their fingers and toes along with fins on their ankles, like the wings of Hermes himself. Their eyes are more slit like, more serpentine and predatory than their regular ones, Skin a lot shinier, more sleek and reflective. Like dolphin skin, rubbery and very soft. They smile at me and thankfully they FINALLY learn not to sharpen their teeth, tails; fins (they feel more like jewels woven into fabric than fish scales) and devious eyes I can handle, but I am NOT that kinda guy into the barracuda mouth thing. They supplemented this by instead having two slightly...Slightly sharp cuspids and forked tongues, oh well I can live with that.
"Look at yourself...hero." Aria ads with a soft hiss. I look down and They turned my beach sorts into a pair of furry barbarian trunks and a leather helmet on my head. "Look what we have here sisters, a strange adventurer from the lands of the pagans, Norsemen by the looks of him." Aria adds, I don't know whether to laugh or be turned on.
"He's too scrawny to be a Norse to me, I though the Norse were strong and sculpted by the harsh winds of their homelands." Adagio adds with that holier than thou attitude she surely had when it was an earth pony with a red beard and iron helmet in my position, only about to be eaten not the..."eater."
"I think he's cute, can we keep him?" Sonata says as if I'm a little Yorkie she carries around in her purse...if she weren't a living true mermaid, yeah forget Ariel and her Jodi Benson body fellas, the real deal was not something that would make you hit puberty early.
"Well...it has been a while since I've had my wild oats sown, very well adventurer, you may have not found treasure but this reward is beyond petty riches." Adagio says as as she walks over and straddles my body. She positions her pussy directly on top of my shaft as Sonata and Aria hold it in place like good girls. I placed my hands on her waist as she slides on my shaft. She moans as the entire length slowly disappears inside her pussy. "Mmmmmmmmm." She moans as she starts going up and down slowly. "By Hermes! This feels so fucking good!"
"I agree." I said before Sonata stood directly over my head.
"Now its my turn to cum." She says before slowly letting her body come down onto my face, her pussy resting directly on face. she grinds herself on my face as I open my mouth as my tongue starts licking her succulent siren clit. The blue sea goddess moans slightly then loudly as my tongue slides all over her pussy. Adagio continues moving her hips up and down riding my dick as I take the helmet off my head, the warrior trunks magically vanished. She continues sliding on my man hood, making me moan as she starts speeding up. Just like before, the sensation I felt from down below is translating into actions as my tongue works Sonata's pussy.
"Hey Sonata..." Aria says as she makes Sonata turn around so that she's over me on her hands and knees, looking up I see that She lays on her back forcing her pussy into Sonata's face. "Think you could provide me with some service?" Aria asks her as I eat her out and their leader rides me.
"Sure thing Ari." Sonata replies. I hear her voice become muffled as Aria shoves her pussy into Sonata's mouth. Her body leans backwards as Adagio thrusts her hips back and forth, coating my dick with her fluids. While this is happening, the feeling of orgasm returns as the quartet lines up. cunnilingus and a cowgirl riding Adagio all in place, a well oiled sex machine firing on all cylinders and hotter 'n Ell. She groans in pleasure as she goes faster, shoving every inch of member inside her. Moaning intensifies from the four of us as I can hold it back no longer. I cum inside Adagio, but Sonata's pussy muffles out the noise as Aria shivers and shudders as shes eaten out. "FUCK!!!!" She screams in pleasure. "I'm cumming!!! Ohhhhhhhh YES!!!!!!!" Her orgasm fills my mouth to the brim, forcing some of it to stream down my cheeks as I swallowed.
My face is sprayed with a generous offering of sweet syrup from Sonata and a dampness near my hair tells me that Adagio's...ahem aqueduct (yeah I know Roman what of it?) carried water. The air was thick with the smell of sex and sweat, it over powering even thesmellof the sea herself. Reality faded back, their pony (sea pony?) forms receded back to normal, and my furry trunks became beach shorts again, the leather helm became a white tennis cap, even though I hadn't had one earlier. A cool breeze hit my body, salty air replacing bodily musk as it gets dark, the beach closing as everyone below us begins to pack up, save for the people going to the amusement park. The cold sends a shiver up my spine as I start to follow the other's example. "Come on, Let's go home...I'm making tacos for dinner." I say earning a squee from Sonata as she gets her bikini back on.
""Sounds good to me, I'll drive." Adagio says twirling the car keys in her hands. We all climb down from the rock to the sandy beach with all our stuff packed, ready to go. I looked up at the moon one last time, on the other side of the web of worlds and universes that make up the spokes of the wheel of existence called...the macroverse. I whisper a silent request to the princess version of my school vice principal. 'make these good times last longer...if not forever than longer.' I consider it a hollow request, the plight of the mad, like immortality or untold power of all existence, until the moon seems to glimmer as if some thing answering me with a wink...I smile at it.
