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It was always the same sort of story, wasn't it? You found an apartment that was way cheaper than it should have been, with more room than you could ever hope to use. There had to be a catch, but there didn't seem to be.
Then the weird stuff started happening. Late at night you could swear you heard footsteps walking up and down the hallway. Your keys would be missing from the counter in the kitchen. Sometimes your clothes would be pulled from the laundry machine and just haphazardly left around.
One time you even woke up to your dishes done. It was strange.
And hard to ignore.
You had no idea how much more active it could get though. It steadily escalated, with some of your clothes missing only to turn up suspiciously clean and folded on your bed when you got home.
"Thanks strange ghost!" You called as you put away the folded clothing. At least it was kind enough to return your things? Before moving in you had been maybe superstitious at best, but now? Well, it was different now when you came home to your underwear drawer open but your doors completely locked.
At first you wanted to blame a stalker maybe, something tangible something real. But then the touches started, cold and ghostly, a brush along your nape, your arm.
It became just too many coincidences, too many things at once.
The touches became more bold late at night, when your television hit you with the 'Are You Still Watching?' and it was the steady thrum of the sounds outside, the clock. A cold hand slid underneath your loose shirt, it made goosebumps rise along your skin.
You blinked your eyes open, but there was nothing there. You went to sit up but found yourself pinned underneath the weight pressing against your stomach. Your breath caught in your throat as the hand slid further up your chest.
A cold thumb brushed against one of your nipples and you shuddered beneath the touch. It felt both solid and not, the touch was unlike anything you'd ever experienced. You exhaled as another hand slid down the front of your sweat pants.
Its hand was so cold against your sensitive heated flesh, fingers pressing against you in an exploratory manner. The unseen force began to gently pinch and twist your nipples while feeling up the length of space between your legs.
Your shudders from the cold became heated whines, bucking against the invisible hand. The pleasure began to mount but as did the dizzying confusion of the situation.
"W-Wait-" you panted out and just like that, the touch disappeared; as if embarrassed by its own inability to control itself. You sat up with a whine, running your hand against your scalp. Had that really just happened? You were sweating, and in a weird state between hot and cold.
You bit your lip, your own hand sliding into your surprisingly damp sweats. You'd just have to finish what your spectral friend started.
And then it spiralled from there.
You loved it though, the suspense, the thrill, the almost taboo of something unseen groping you late at night. In your bed, on the couch, the shower. Even while you were preoccupied with other things. Those invisible ghostly hands dug their fingers into every part of you.
One evening you felt something soft and wet, but deathly cold against your lips. That was new, different. The shape was certainly phallic, but different. It was hard to describe, as if it were constantly shifting. It tapped against your lips again.
You adjusted your head on the bed into a more comfortable position; hesitantly opening your mouth for the touchy spirit immediately after. It slid its dick into your mouth, a little more than the tip at first.
To no surprise, it tasted like nothing. But the weight of it on your tongue was very real. Your eyes fluttered shut as you suckled on the ever shifting cock. Its length grew in your mouth, as if it wasn't properly hard before.
You felt a hand on your head, fingers pressing against you. The touch wasn't gentle, but it wasn't rough either. It was leading, if anything. And you follow its lead, taking more of the shifting cold length into your mouth.
The hand left your hair, sliding down your face to cup your cheek. It pulled your jaw down further, making sure it could slide its cock as far in as it could. It only stopped when you began to gag, pulling back a few centimeters until you were comfortable again.
You continued to suck the spirit's cock, head bobbing up and down the cold length. There was a sharp exhale above you, not quite a voice, but close. You pushed yourself up slightly, using your hand to follow the length of its cock down to the base.
The spirit made another quiet sound as you wrapped your hand around the shifting shaft, it pulsed and throbbed under your touch. Something like ripples fluttered through the shape of its cock, and you rubbed your thumb along one of the ridges.
It didn't take much longer before something cold and wet filled your mouth. It didn't taste like cum, but it wasn't watery either. The taste was hard to describe, but you could become addicted to the strange and fulfilling taste.
The spirit pet your hair a few times before pulling its cock from your mouth, ectoplasmic cum dripping down your chin. Then just as suddenly as the touches appeared, they disappeared, leaving you cold and alone.
You sighed, rolling onto your stomach in the bed with a groan. You were so turned on and that damn spirit just left? Or maybe it was still watching. It was hard to tell when you couldn't see it.
You reached over to your night stand, pulling it open to retrieve some of the items you hid within. You then laid the dildo and lube beside you on the bed, wiggling out of your clothing and pushing it off to the side.
The lube was cold and you shuddered as you coated your fingers in it. It reminded you of your spectral friend, you used one of your pillows to prop yourself up and then buried your face into the rest. You brought your hand between your legs, rubbing your lubed fingers along your warm hole.
You could only shudder from the chill, but it added to the enjoyment. You panted into the pillows, lubing up your hole as much as you could before you needed more lubricant. It wasn't long before you were rocking your hips against your fingers, whimpering in the quiet empty apartment.
You pulled your fingers from your hole, flailing to the side to grab the soft dildo you'd taken out. You lifted up enough to be able to coat it in lube, before your face was back in the pillows. You lined the dildo up with your hole, slowly working it into you bit by bit before it pleasantly filled you.
It was just what you needed after the spirit's constant teasing, eyes squeezing shut as you worked it in and out of you at a quick pace.
But the pleasure didn't last long before something cold wrapped around your wrist, pulling your hand away from yourself, the dildo slipping from your lubed up hole. "Wha- haa?" You whined, looking behind you.
There was nothing there, of course there wasn't.
But the empty sensation you had was quickly replaced by something larger than your dildo filling up your hole. It seemed to produce its own lubricant of some kind, wetting your insides without issue. You moaned, squeezing your pillow for some kind of grounding.
Ghostly hands gripped your hips, pressing into your sensitive flesh as it plowed into you from behind. The spirit had been working up to this, with every bit of movement, every touch from before. You groaned as the bed creaked from the force of its thrusts into you.
Your fingers curled into the sheets, stomach clenching as all your build up washed over you. Your mind felt hazy as the spirit stretched you around its thick shifting cock. One of the hands left your hip to come around you instead, pressing on your stomach.
It lifted you up somewhat, pressing you back into it's incorporeal body. You gasped at the sudden cold that cut through the heat of your pleasure, body shaking as the spirit pulled one of the strongest orgasms you'd ever gotten out of you.
All it took was the feeling of you twitching around its cock, your shaky moans, the way you gripped at nothing, hands falling through nothingness. For the spirit's ectoplasmic cum to fill your hole, it felt like so much, some of it immediately dripping out of you even with its cock still filling you entirely.
The spirit gently laid you back down on the bed, running its hand down your back with a reassuring touch. You took a few deep breaths, trying to focus again. But it was so difficult. Its cock was so thick, so filling, the cold cum was everything.
But those few minutes of rest were just that; a few minutes of rest. Before the horny, touchy spirit that inhabited your apartment was gripping your hips again; picking up its pace.
Maybe having a spectral friend wasn't all that bad..
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Curious Mer (Male Merman x Transmasc Reader, soft smut, creampies)
summary: a hot day at the beach leads to a curious creature who wants to learn about the human body, with you as his lovely test subject
tags: male mer creature x trans masc reader, smut fic, curious and soft sex, creampie, written for mermay :)
wc: 1822
The summer heat beat down on you, the beach was almost annoyingly busy with the heat. You sighed, sitting back in the sand. It was too hot and the water was looking mighty inviting. You stood up from your spot.
"I'll be back!" You called to your friend, they waved you off, collapsing underneath the beach umbrella. You could only laugh as you headed to the water, it was busy, sure, but that made sneaking into the water without being too stared at much easier.
The shallow waters were busy, but you knew this beach well. You knew where you could swim in relative peace and quiet.
The water was deeper, with a small partially submerged cave and plenty of jutting rocks. It wasn't the ideal swimming locations. But the rocks were often nice to lay on when it was hot, and it didn't have many people. Perfect.
You tested your luck swimming out there. The sounds of people faded and the water became harsher, darker. But colder. You sighed in relief, the water doing well to cool your heated body.
You laid on your back in the water, floating with your eyes closed. It was so relaxing, freeing. You exhaled, opening your eyes again to look up at the bright blue sky.
But just as you felt relaxation wash over you, it was quickly dashed by something wet and slimy grabbing your wrist.
You screamed in shock more than fear, thrashing away from what ever had grabbed you. A forehead and eyes lifted above the surface of the water, but they weren't exactly.. Human. It wasn't ears on the side of the creature's head, but rather, fins.
"You- what- let me go!"
The creature quickly let you go, sinking down in the water, seemingly just as nervous as you.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." His voice was soft, airy in a way that was pleasant to listen to.
You exhaled, taking a few steadying breaths. "It's alright.."
He reached for you again and this time your leg brushed against his tail, you couldn't really see it, but it extended far further down than your legs did. His touch was still shy, running a webbed hand up your wrist, forearm.
You tread the water but otherwise stayed still as the mer creature began to feel up your body. He rose slightly more above the water, wet skin tinged the slightest violet, scales on his jaw and cheeks, gills on his neck. He was.. very pretty, alluring.
His fingers explored your soft skin, digging his fingers into your waist, then down into your hips. His eyes were wide, enamoured by the feel of your flesh compared to his.
You turned your head, watching him slip behind your body. His large tail came up between your legs, holding you up in the water. His scales were a shiny violet, with lighter patches and billowy fins.
His webbed hands came to your thighs, squishing them and pressing you against his tail. You bit the inside of your cheek, face feeling warm not just from the sun this time. He dragged his hands up, face nuzzling against your neck, you heard him inhale your scent.
"You're so warm…"
And with him pointing it out, you realised he was incredibly cold compared to you. But you didn't have much time to think about it when his hands were on your breasts, over top of your bathing suit. He squished your chest like he did much the rest of your body.
You shuddered against him, you wanted to press your thighs together but with his tail in the way you couldn't. You could only lean back against him as the curious mer creature explored your body with every accidentally teasing and curious touch.
He pulled your bathing suit top up, exposing your tits to the warm air and cold water. He began to squish and massage them, enjoying your fidgeting against him. Cold fingers pinched and tugged on your hardened nipples, a delightful sound escaping him the moment you whimpered in response to the stimulation.
Even in the cold water your tdick hardened from his touch, panting as he dragged his sharp teeth along your sensitive neck. You looked down when you felt something against your inner thigh, and if it weren't for the slight glow, you may have missed it. But you could faintly see his partially open slit and two oddly shaped dicks seconds from spilling out of it.
"There's a-" you took a deep breath, exhaling shakily as his tail pressed up against you. "A cave nearby.."
The creature perked up, releasing you. "Show me."
You adjusted your bathing suit top, so flustered your hands slipped before you could properly sit it on your chest. His tail slipped out from under you and you were free to swim to the nearby cave.
It was even more private than the previous area you were in, and you were quick to pull yourself up onto the slick wet stones of the cave mouth. The mer creature watched you intently before following suit, pushing you back onto the stones with his weight.
Now out of the water you could more clearly see his dicks, their lengths pressing against your hipbone. An ombre of purples with faintly glowing scales. They were mesmerizing. They were more like a tendril shape than any dick you had seen before, with bumps that lined the lengths and scales at the base.
You reached out, trailing your fingers along one of them. The mer shuddered, hiding his face in your neck with a whine. You wrapped your hand around the slimy base of one of them, stroking upwards with a slow motion.
He whined, but determined to hear your sounds again was quick to push your top back up, squishing your chest with one hand. His other one slid down your body, squeezing his way down. You led his webbed hand between your legs, biting your lip as he touched you through your swimwear.
The mer felt up your warm wet cunt, pressing his thumb into your tdick. Each touch was exploratory, hesitant before becoming more confidant as you panted. He lifted his head from your neck, his cheeks a pretty purple hue as he blushed.
He pushed his cock into your hand with your stroking, it was leaking an iridescent white liquid, slick and thick. His other cock twitched from lack of stimulation, every time your hand brushed against it it would throb.
You let go of his dick, earning a sharp whine from the mer. But you only stopped to pull your swim bottoms off, leaving them beside you. Now exposed the mer was more eager to look as he fingered your cunt, spreading you with excitement.
Your whines turned into moans, slightly echoing off the cave walls as he picked up the pace to match your previous one with stroking. You wrapped your hand around both his cocks, pressing them together to stroke them. They had a bit of give, wet and squishy under your touch.
The mer whimpered, dragging his body closer to yours. And after a hesitant moment, you pressed your warm lips against his cold ones. He was confused at first, but followed your actions. His lack of experience was cute, and he made up with it with his obedience to learn.
His inhumanly long tongue found yours, licking the inside of your mouth and sticking a third finger into your wet waiting cunt. The mer's kissing became more feverish, his actions sloppily as he rutted his lower half forward to stimulate his cocks more against your hand.
Cold cum splattered across your thighs, shimmering with the dim light coming in from the sun outside. But he didn't let up, continuing to kiss and touch you. You let go of his cocks to lick your hand, tasting his salty cum on your fingers.
You had to pull his fingers from your cunt, earning a confused curious head tilt from the mer. But you responded by adjusting underneath him, wrapping your legs around his tail the best you could.
"Put it inside me.."
You didn't think you could take both, but you were determined to take at least one. The mer lit up, visibly excited as he pressed the tips of his cocks against your cunt. You inhaled just before he pressed them inside of you with a thrust.
It hurt- but was manageable with the prep he'd given you. You took a few steadying breaths as he moaned, it sounded so ethereal.
Your slick and the cum that still slid down his cocks was enough for him to slide back out and then in again without much resistance. The mer repeated the action multiple times at varying paces until he found one he preferred.
A bit slow, sensual almost, but every thrust was as deep as he could possibly make it. It was heavenly, the bumps on his cocks rubbed against your insides, stimulating every nerve. The slick sounds were almost covered up by the waves on the rocks, but audible to you, causing your cheeks to heat once more.
The mer gripped your hip and the stones beneath you as he rolled his lower half into you, each thrust pressed his scales into your tdick making the small hard cock throb in pleasure. His mouth eventually found your chest. His sharp teeth carefully tugged on your breasts, blissfully enjoying the sounds you made from the pleasure he gave you.
When he came again it came with no warning, a slight bite to your tit that made you whine as his cold cum filled up your cunt. He lapped at the bitemark he left, muttering a soft wet apology against your skin as his seed continued pouring into you.
You ran your hand up and his back, touch reassuring. But even after he came twice, he was still eager to keep going. Your mind was becoming mush from the pleasure, it was getting harder to speak as you drew closer to your own orgasm.
It had taken him a moment, but the mer eventually caught on that your small cock was like his, his hand moving from your hip to it instead. He squeezed and tugged it with the same curious gentleness he did your chest.
When you came you squeezed your thighs around him, eyes squeezing shut. The mer groaned on top of you, fingers digging into the stone. You wiggled back a bit when he continued touching your tdick, and the mer let go, squeezing your waist instead.
He seemed to understand, pulling out of you with a sinfully wet sound. His cocks went slightly limp, retracting partially back into his slit. His cum oozed from your cunt onto the stone and he watched with a fascination that made you look away.
There was no way in hell your friend would believe you.
