The Wild River - Making Waves

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#5 of The Wild River

If you're going to have aquatic species in your wave pool, why WOULDN'T you want to meet them half-way with each wave? Seems like a missed opportunity to me!


The crashing of the wave pool reached my ears long before I got there. I'd heard it as a distant siren song while I was floating in the river. The rhythmic susurration pulled me from my drifting reverie. Over the rushing of the waves, I heard squeals and shouts--the only sounds of a crowd that would carry for such a distance.

I abandoned my float at the next exit. Nearby, a colorful stall sold even more colorful drinks and flaky pastries with frozen cream deserts to waylay the unwary with appetizing smells. I escaped with only a novelty popsicle in the shape of a canid penis. I held it with one forepaw as the rest propelled me towards the sound of waves.

The labyrinthine pathways of the Wild River park led me in loops before I could find my bearings. Signs helped, but arrows were imprecise when branching paths could be equally said to be in the indicated direction. The fruity popsicle numbed my tongue as I took another right-hand turn that accidentally led to a path curving leftwards.

While confusing, the winding paths did manage to provide a whole host of more private nooks with comfortable perches. Most of the ones I passed were inhabited, though primarily by park-goers resting after exciting rides--both of the mechanical and biological sense.

When I turned next, I found a gaggle of stoats, all wet and draped across a miniature pirate ship. They were squeaking back and forth, reliving the water slides they'd just descended. Two of them stopped to watch me pass. I wasn't sure if they were waiting for me to go before continuing their conversation, or whether those were interested glances. I could never tell with little weasels. They always looked hungry to me.

After I passed by the stoats, I discovered my popsicle had its own secret. I must have sucked my way through its first layer when a burst of creamy sweetness blossomed onto my tongue. I pulled the popsicle out and watched dribbly half-melted ice cream fountain from the tip of my treat. Clever. I was still trying to clean my sticky lips when I turned another corner to a pair of lazy lizard drakes casually grinding against each other in a hammock suspended between two trees. One of them turned to leer at me, mistaking the sticky mess across my face for something else. I let him imagine whatever he wanted. I was fine with the assumption. I winked at him as I bustled around the next corner, following the nearing sound of waves.

When I finally found it, the reality exceeded the expectation. What I was expecting to be a pool was not. The waves stretched as far as I could see, out into green, deep waters. I could only barely make out the distant far shore, where tall life guard towers oversaw their own little fiefdoms. Water churned from distant machines, joining together in long shore-crashing waves. Thousands of floats of all sizes and shapes dotted the water from horizon to horizon. And beneath the surface, long shadows played.

On the beach were endless ranks of lounge chairs, ranging in size from minute to colossal. Draped across them in every manner of lazy enjoyment were park guests of similar sizes, though arranged haphazardly. I stepped from the forest path down onto the beach and felt sand slide between my toes. It was wonderfully hot from the sun--enough so that the distant churn of the surf became even more enticing.

I left plumes of sand behind me as I scampered, leaving my mostly-finished popsicle in a recycling barrel at the entrance. Dodging between the chairs, I had to decelerate just out of respect. In front of me were a miniature flock of gryphons with markings not unlike those I'd seen very recently. I wondered whether they were his family. They didn't even notice me as I winded my way between their overlarge lounge chairs. Those of them that were awake had their own entertainment--two big cat-birds were laying spooned in one of the huge chairs. The one in front had his hind-leg lifted so the rest could watch the knotted cock sliding beneath his tail. I scampered on before I got too drawn into the view. I had a goal in sight, and no sexy gryphons were going to waylay me this time!

Water kissed my paws when I finally reached the surf. It was cool and welcoming. I wasn't the only one running into the pool. Water splashed over me as a sizeable two-legged tigress leaped into the waves, a big inflatable tube around her midsection and lifting her breasts. She and I pushed through the incoming surf to deeper waters. As I slipped beneath the surface, I watched her calves become thighs, become hips and crotch and tail, become midriff. Then her tube touched the water and her feet left the floor.

Sunlight sparkled down from the surface, and the distant shapes I'd seen below started to resolve themselves. A seal swam past me, one flipper rubbing my head as he descended. A small pod of dolphins played in the undertow. Two of them, sleek males that were throbbingly erect, chased a third up to the surface, where they breached and crashed back below, where they tussled and clicked. In the mid distance, an orca glided past. Giant maw opened and grasped one of the dolphins, who clicked and squealed. The orca tossed them through the water, and once he stopped rolling, the dolphin returned and rubbed himself against the black and white gargantuan. He ducked and swam below, where his smooth skin slid against the 'S' shape of the orca's penis.

I hadn't realized I'd dived so deep when I heard the crash of a passing wave up above. I spun my belly to the sun and watched the bobbing undersides of a hundred wave-pool swimmers floated on the surface. They lifted, tilted on the slope of an incoming wave, then slid down the far side as it passed.

One of the dolphins, playing below, launched himself up towards the surface as the wave passed, and the swimmers sank into the trough between waves. He cut a graceful arc into the shining sunlight colored green from the water, belly up with his twitching shaft aimed skywards. He met a descending rump, cock first. The rump had a twitchy white flag of a tail, and the legs had split hooves. When they felt the dolphin beneath them, the legs spread. The whole scene was distant enough that I couldn't see the action. It didn't last long--only the few seconds between the dip of one wave, and the approaching rise of the next. Then they split apart and the dolphin descended back towards us. As he dove, the amorous orca with his dolphin partner rose.

I glanced around and realized that this wasn't an isolated incident. With each incoming wave, a smattering of aquatic denizens rose to meet it. While each of the attractions I'd found so far had lended themselves well to a casual eroticism that seemed incidental to its purpose, this was the first time I'd seen a whole crowd enthusiastically partaking. I glanced up at the surface again, and as the next wave swept past, I saw a few faces break the surface, gazing down at us. Legs kicked, moving bodies through the press to meet us aquatics coming up to meet them.

I watched in rising glee as waves came and went. Dolphins and seals and otters rose to meet the bodies I could only identify by markings and tails. One of the dolphins--maybe the first I'd seen take his turn--swam up to slide into a descending vixen. Her tail bristled in the water. Her legs closed around the dolphin's thick body. They stayed locked together for longer than normal, with the vixen's grip around the dolphin's back end lifting him up towards the next wave. Before reaching the apex, though, she released him, and he pulled free to dive again. When his cock sprung free, a translucent cloud of dolphin cum trailed from her slit.

Another one of the sleek bodies scythed through the water, this time towards me. I caught his nose and rubbed his flanks as he spun me through the deeps. He clicked a greeting at me, and I stroked his belly in response. His tail pumped through the water as I ran my agile fingers over his length. He angled upwards, and I felt myself being pulled along, holding onto his shaft.

The two of us parted as he approached the surface. He picked a smooth-coated hide with a thin, whippy little tail--a cow or a bull. Their legs were facing the wrong direction for me to tell, but perhaps my new dolphin friend had a better idea from their angle as that dick I'd been stroking disappeared up into the swimmer. Or perhaps the dolphin didn't care. I heard him squeaking his delight, all the same.

I preferred smaller delights. Delicate legs closed around me as I approached, and I found myself sliding up against a deliciously saucy bitch--either a golden retriever girl or a mutt with similar fur. One hand reached down to cradle my nuts as I felt myself sliding up into her pussy. She was wet and loose, though wonderfully warm once I was past the cushion of the puffy spade between her legs. The trough of the wave carried her weight down onto me, pushing me deep in a single water-powered thrust. The sensation was smooth and slick. I felt her quiver and flutter around me. Her fingers held me captive, buried deep, until the next wave lifted her up and the sensation disappeared.

I propelled myself back down into the circling party beneath me, and the pod of dolphins rose to meet me--and the companion that had brought me to the surface. Smooth bodies rubbed against me. I lifted my rudder for a blunt nose pushing against my nuts, then felt someone's sleek penis curl around my hips to taste the slit I'd grown just for fun for the day. A gracious snout bumped my nose. I ran paws over the dome of their forehead, before they slipped upwards and met my snout with their own pinkish slit, spread with arousal and dribbling subtle clouds of someone else's cum. I obliged by sinking my tongue into them for a few moments.

Then we were off towards the surface again--the female I'd been eating out and another male who sat me astride his dick as the three of us shot towards the sunlight. I saw that dicks weren't the only anatomy getting some love at the top. The female dolphin angled away from us and cut to the right, where I saw a horse was laying across one of the inflatable rings, his thick shaft dangling down into the water like a lure.

Their aim was off. Only by a few inches, but those are critical inches. I heard a shrill squeal from the dolphin as the descending horse cock bounced off of her slit, but instead caught in the tighter hole just slightly further down her tail. It was a marvel to watch the whole length simply disappear as the descending wave brought their bodies together. For all of her surprise, the dolphin didn't seem to be pulling away.

I saw a white-furred tail in the water that was attached to a rump with a not-entirely-unfamiliar shape. I rose to meet them, and heard a recognizably weaseloid chittering erupt as I thrust against their tail. Penetration was smooth and silky. When I pushed it, in forced a cloud of cum out around my shaft. The hussy! He must have just taken a load on the last wave before I'd caught him. I felt a twitching grip around me, slick with someone else's peak, as he rode me quickly.

I was about to descend again with the dolphins when I massive shape rose from the deeps beneath us. First my hind paws encountered a fake floor as it rose, then both my body and my partner's found ourselves lifted out of the water. Beside me, the dolphin girl was flopping around, beached along with the rest of us on the belly of a whale. It didn't help that the horse she'd been taking deep seemed to relish the chance to enjoy the dolphin's ass. He pounded away, thick fingers finding the girl's flukes to hold her. She squealed, and the horse paused. I thought maybe she was in distress, until I saw her slit winking with her orgasm. Oh, she must have been milking that horse, because his face scrunched up, and I saw his cock throbbing, joining her in her peak as they laid stranded on the impromptu beach of the whale beneath us.

Some other swimmers had taken advantage of the whale that'd surfaced. A serval and an ocelot were laughing and trying to meet their arms together around the massive whale cock that throbbed above us. Someone else, a capybara, had stradled it as it rose from the water and was busy rubbing his body against the tip. The reaction was quick and explosive. The whale cock bounced, tossing the capybara into the water and knocking the two cats stroking him off their feet. A gush of whale cum arced over the swimmers, traveling fifty or a hundred feet horizontally before splashing back down into the pool. Cheers and laughs echoed above the sound of the crashing waves, along with the lamentations of an especially elegant looking dog with long, curly fur that had taken the full brunt of the whale's release. She held her arms out and swore, though she was smart enough to paddle backwards to avoid the whale's second and third gouts of slimy liquids.

The tail I'd captured on my way up belonged to a blushing mink, white from head to toe. I'd only intended to be there for a few seconds, but the unplanned beaching had given us a few extra moments to enjoy each others company. He bent towards me, back arching in a curve only a weasel could manage, and brushed his whiskery muzzle at my face. We kissed as he rode my cock. Then his lips pulled away from me as he came messily. I felt him spurting across my front, with enough force to get spatters across my snout.

Then we were descending again. The water slipped over my legs and hips, and then as the whale descended, I felt myself pulled away from my anonymous paramour. Stunned and well-filled, the dolphin-ess pushed her nose against my belly. I stroked her head. Glancing down, I saw she'd been well-used. Horse cum was leaking from her anal slit in a wavering trail behind her. She clicked and squeaked at me. I didn't understand dolphin, but I got her meaning anyway.

She dove, and I held on. Her belly undulated against me as she pumped herself through the water, and my shaft glided against her skin. The mink had me close already, so when I let the dolphin slip a few more inches and felt myself prodding around her slit, I was already starting to cloud the water with my own cum before I found the right spot and pushed inside.

For all the agreeable orifaces I'd had around my dick today, the dolphin's was the most unique. Her shape didn't quite fit my single elegant curve, so instead I felt her inner walls gripping around me in exotic ways. I held her sides and left myself thrust deep as I could get into her as she swam, just enjoying my own orgasm. She twitched, and her tunnel moved around me. She was a wonder of unfamiliar muscles and strange twists as she tweaked and milked my shaft.

Eventually, she left me towards the shallow end of the wave pool. She obviously needed a break after that intense horse-ing, and I didn't mind the breath of fresh air as my nose broke the surface again. I rubbed her belly, and she leaked some of my cum back around my nuts before I pulled out.

I found one of the empty chairs to collapse into, letting the sun warm my pelt. Watching the action on the surface of the wave pool was really much more interesting, now that I knew what was happening below. I slipped in and out of lazy snoozing, recuperating my energy for my next adventure.