Common Plain
Common Plain
*WARNING* Contains sexual relations with dolphin and human. Must be 18 or older to read. Enjoy!.
Each day the woman would walk by the pool. Once in the morning and
again in the evening on her way to and from her office. She had been
working at the aquarium for the past six months and enjoyed the perks that
her job offered. The environment was so exciting, so many interesting
people, and so many interesting things to see and do.
Each day she would stop and admire the grace and beauty of the
Dolphins as they swam in their tank. On some days these graceful
creatures would sponta- neously display their mastery over the water in
the form of playful leaps and rolls.
That is, all but one.
The big male would always remain at a distance. Lounging on his
side, intently watching the woman. At first she paid little attention to
the lone Dolphin at the end of the pool. But day after day he would be
there. Separated from the group, waiting for her to pass. It was not
until several weeks had gone by before she would finally notice him.
Rarely did she put in overtime at work, and even rarer still did she
work alone in the complex. This particular weekend was different.
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon and she had decided to go to work
and finish a few tasks before the start of the busy week. She rode her
bicycle that day. Enjoying the sunshine of a sparkling spring morning.
She was young. In her early twenties with long flowing blond hair that
she only wore loose when she was sure she would be working alone. Her
pretty yellow sundress fluttered in the wind, turning more then one head
as she whisked by the early morning joggers.
Arriving at the complex she locked her bike and tested the service
doors.
Locked.
"Good," she thought to herself. She would be alone today.
Unlocking the big steel door she was greeted with the familiar smells
of the aquaria, salt water, a light hint of chlorine. Inside the complex
she could hear the Dolphins trilling in anticipation of someone's arrival.
Hoping that whoever it was, would take a little time to play and break up
their boredom.
She fumbled for the hallway lights, found them and switched them on.
She locked the door behind her and headed down the hallway toward her
office. As always, she took the trouble to pass by the Dolphin's pool to
say "hello" to her friends. Just to play with them for a few moments.
They were incredibly beautiful creatures. Their glistening skin was
soft, supple, and oh so very sensuous. They moved through the water with
such dignity and power. It made her envious of their environment...and
their bodies.
She took off her shoes and sat at the edge of the pool with her feet
dangling in the salt water. Her Dolphin friends were all trying to get
her attention, longing for her touch and stroke. She would greet each in
turn by name and speak gently to them; stroking their long chins and
rubbing their tongues... a caress they especially enjoyed. Two would rest
their heads on each of her legs while a third would elicit her favours
while resting his rostrum on her lap.
For the longest time she did not notice the one Dolphin that always
stayed separate from the group. But after satisfying the group that had
gathered around her, she spotted him in the far corner. She had tried
many times before to get him to come over and say hello, but he always
choose not to get too close.
This day would be different. As she watched, she noticed that he was
ever so slowly easing his way over to her...never taking his eyes off of
her. He moved in a strange way. Swimming on his side using a slow
crawling like movement. She could not decide whether he was acting this
way because he was injured, sick, or just plain afraid of her.
She coaxed him on, shooing away the other Dolphins and gently calling
him to the side of the pool. Splashing the top of the water with her
hand.
Slowly, cautiously, he moved closer. At first, just touching her
out- stretched hand with his rostrum. His touch surprised her. It was
unlike the touch of the other Dolphins. It was...-strange. She stroked
him softly, letting him relax and grow confident in her presence.
Eventually, he calmed and drifted along the side of the pool so she
could stroke his long finely muscled body. He even grew so bold as to
allow her to rub his enormous tongue. By this time the others had gone
off and were playing on their own. Only the male remained with her,
lounging in her gentle caresses and pleasant petting. She studied him
intently, trying to understand the strange nature of this creature.
Trying to fathom the strange feeling that she had.
It was then that she noticed that he had slowly rolled over on his
side, exposing the evidence of his overtures. Immediately, she realized
what her feelings meant.
At first it startled her. She had never considered this possible.
And yet, there was the proof. For peeking through his genital slit was
his deep pink, Dolphin shaped, cock. Quivering, pulsating, and obviously
very ready.
It was at this point that she realized that she was aroused. Her
heart beating fast and heavy, her skin tingling in anxious anticipation,
her mouth long ago gone dry, and her crotch afire. Her mind raced. Why
was she so titillated by this creature? What was it about his touch that
so excited her? She searched for answers, questioned her feelings. In
the end, she would give in to the powerful forces that had taken over.
As she continued to stroke the supple skin of the Dolphin, she
soundlessly held a debate in her mind, and quickly came to a conclusion.
First, she would have to get him into the shallow pool. Would he come?
The place they associated with unpleasant experiences, the Dolphins
avoided that pool. (It was the pool used to treat them when they were
sick.)
She would have to try. This pool was too deep, with too many other
Dolphins in the way.
She got up from the edge of the tank and walked to the small room
where the shallow pool was. She opened the gate that lead to the bigger
pool and called the male Dolphin. To her astonishment he willingly swam
into the shallow water, turned around and watched as she closed the gate
behind him. She closed the door to the room and turned around to face
him.
He was quietly floating in the shallow water, turned on his side, his
pink tool just showing. She paused a moment, second thoughts racing
through her mind. But just as quickly she reaffirmed her desire to
experience the euphoria of joining with such a magnificent, gentle
creature.
She reached around and unfastened the button on the back of her dress
and slipped it off, draping it carefully over the back of the chair. She
sat down facing the Dolphin and without taking her eyes off of him
unsnapped her bra and removed it; liberating her firm breasts and erect
nipples. As the Dolphin watched in obvious nervous anticipation she took
off her panties and laid them with the rest of her clothes.
Without hesitation the woman stepped into the shallow water and sat
down in front of the Dolphin. From this perspective she was a little
frightened by the size of this creature, and for an instant... second
thoughts. But his calm movements and slow advances reassured her of his
gentleness.
The Dolphin swam close to her, rubbing his long body along hers. She
stroked his side, feeling his body quiver at her feminine touch. He
opened his mouth wide at the intense pleasure that the petting gave him.
Slowly, she slid her hand underneath his belly, along the underside
in search of his genital slit. She could feel the folds of his skin form
the opening of his love cavity, guiding her hand deeper into his private
place. Her fingers cautiously probed the split until they met the tip of
his pulsat- ing cock, laying in wait just inside his body. She curled her
finger around the tip, and to her astonishment the tip of his penis curled
around her fingers! Like her hands, the Dolphins cock displayed exquisite
dexterity.
She slid her hand up and down the shaft, feeling it pulsate in
anticipa- tion of what was to happen.
Guided by her soft hand, the Dolphin slowly erected his tool. She
held him tightly, and affectionately licked his body with her tongue,
tasting the salt of his briny environment. He arched his body, pressing
his against hers.
Deliberately, but carefully the Dolphin rolled on to his side,
exposing his extended penis. Shaped after his graceful body, this
trembling staff of pleasure enchanted the woman. Tenderly, she stroked
its' length, tickled the tip and massaged the base. Leisurely she guided
her tongue over the side of the big male toward his belly...his most
sensitive erogenous zone.
As the Dolphin gasped and shuddered her tongue approached the first
folds of his slit. She paused to lick the folds and ever so slowly eased
her way toward the deeper recesses of the crack. Eventually encountering
the protrud- ing organ, she wrapped her tongue around it.
The Dolphin had long since relinquished control of his body to the
pleasurable creature, and was barely conscious of his environment. His
rapture was evident by his gaping jaws, closed eyes, and quickened
heartbeat.
Occasionally his tail would slap the surface of the water in an
uncon- scious reaction to the intense pleasure that the woman bestowed on
his most sensitive organ.
The woman was working her way up and down the long curved shaft of
the Dolphin's dick with her tongue, stoking it's full length. Each time
she reached the tip, the Dolphin would curl his cock around her tongue in
a genital embrace unmatched by anything Human or Cetacean.
Eventually, the woman guided his love tool into her mouth and started
to suck. Her hand squeezing the base of the trembling shaft. Sliding her
lips up and down the length of the rod, she could feel the Dolphin's body
tense and relax with each orgasmic spasm created by the rhythmic sucking.
At first she gently suckled, but as the encounter progressed, she
quick- ened her pace and sucked harder and harder, causing the Dolphin to
breath erratically and whistle at higher and higher pitches. He had never
experi- enced oral lovemaking before and was in a state of pure rhapsody.
For the woman, the feeling of the Dolphins dexterous cock deep in her
throat provided a pleasure that previous fellatiotic encounters never
gave. It was a sensuous feeling that aroused her whole body to a new
level of sexual awareness.
After several minutes of oral enjoyment the Dolphin felt himself
ready to cum. Not being part of his plan he withdrew his tool from the
woman's mouth and back into his genital folds. It was now his turn to
bring pleasure.
The woman sat back, curious as to what the big male was up to. He
swam out toward the middle of the shallow pool. The woman eased her way
toward the shallower water and leaned back on her elbows and watched as
the Dolphin leisurely swam back and forth, their mutual stares locked in a
visual embrace.
Approaching her again, he forcing his rostrum between her legs,
pushing them apart and wriggling his way toward her cunt. She bit her lip
in response to the feeling of his head against her inner thighs. As he
pushed forward she obliged him and open her legs to his advances, exposing
her bright pink, shaved vagina.
Having struggled his way up to the woman's heaving pleasure zone the
Dolphin managed, with the woman's help, to rest his flippers on top of
each of her legs. Settling in a comfortable position, he extended that
magnificent tongue and with the very tip nuzzled the woman's crack. Her
head snapped back and she gasped at his touch, her reaction telling the
Dolphin that he had found the spot he was looking for.
He began his search for the one place common to all intelligent
female creatures. The one spot that would elicit the most powerful
pleasures that a male can give.
Unlike female Dolphins, this creature was so relaxed, so docile. And
unlike the females of his own species, she had given him a new dimension
in penile pleasure...the intensity of having his cocked sucked. He wanted
to return that delight of oral stimulation before he proceeded to the next
level of sexual ecstasy.
He probed the length and depth of the woman's vaginal slit, searching
for the spot, watching her reactions, looking for a sign that he had found
it.
The woman had long since given over to the Dolphin's maneuvers and
was entering a state of mental rhapsody. As the muscular tongue of the
creature swept the length and breadth of her cunt she whimpered quietly.
Each time that he lightly passed over her clit she wished that he would
pause and allow her to enjoy the bliss. After several passes, she could
not stand it any longer and she reached out and grabbed the Dolphin's
tongue and gently stroked her clitoris with it. Understanding that the
woman wanted him to lick this particular spot, he obliged.
The ferocity of her pleasure made her forget her environment and she
let go of all feelings and emotions. She was nearing the precipice,
preparing herself to fall over the edge of ecstasy into the abyss of
rhapsody. She was breathing heavily, her head thrown back, both her hands
holding the Dolphin's rostrum tightly, when suddenly and abruptly...he
stopped. Leaving her hanging on the very edge.
She yelled out, "NO! No! Don't stop now!.....pllleeeasse!!" but her
cries went unheeded, and the Dolphin swam away. Nearly crying at not
being allowed to experience the ultimate pleasure, she thought to herself,
"Why!...Why did he stop!"
The Dolphin had planned his actions well. He knew that for them to
achieve a common plain of love, they must join and climax together. He
swam about the pool, preparing himself for the next step. The woman
watched him, unable to understand why he stopped. She fingered her clit
trying to bring back the level of ecstasy that he had taken her to. But
with no satisfaction. Only he could provide that service.
Anxiously, she waited for him to return, taking the opportunity to
splash water over her hot body. She massaged her erect, hard, nipples
trying to ease the soreness of the sustained arousal.
Finally the Dolphin approached her again. This time turned on his
side as he wriggled his way into the shallow water. The woman helped him
move up beside her, stroking and admiring his fluid body, caressing his
sensuous skin.
She fondled his body by sliding her hands over its full length, one
hand on top, and the other hand underneath. Starting from the tip of his
beak she slowly eased her way to the tip of his tail. Pausing ever so
briefly to probe his crack.
She had positioned herself to maneuver the tip of his pectoral fin
between her vulva. Gyrating ever so slightly she tried to regain some of
the pleasure of the their earlier encounter.
The Dolphin had other plans though, and after only a few moments, he
withdrew his fin and erected his cock to it's full length. The woman was
surprised at it's size. It was long...about 14 inches, somewhat knife
shaped, and was a pretty shade of pink. She knew now what he had in mind,
and oblig- ingly positioned herself along side of him.
She grasped the erect penis and slowly eased her cunt over the top of
it. It slid in easily. Carefully, she came down on him, positioning her
body so she was comfortable. She wrapped her arms around him in a tight
embrace, signalling that she was ready.
The Dolphin started to probe the woman's vagina with his love making
tool. It's flexibility giving him the ability to explore the cavity in
fine detail. Their tight embrace providing the means for them to
communicate their mutual pleasure as the Dolphin probed her. He began
searching for the precise locations that would trigger the most intense
reactions. Each time he found a particularly sensitive spot she would
squeeze him gently to signal her elation.
Several minutes passed as he identified at least three places in the
woman's love tunnel that caused her to react. Each time he touched one of
these zones, her cunt would tighten and pulsate in the most exquisite way.
Providing him with the powerful pleasure that he was seeking.
It was time to begin.
With his flexible cock he would tickle each pleasure spot. Starting
with her clit, he would rotate the tip of his sex organ around each spot.
The stimulation caused her body to shudder at the potent feeling that he
provided. He would then go on to the next spot and repeat the procedure,
stimulating each zone in rotation.
She was in absolute heaven, each time his genitalia would kiss a
vaginal erotic zone she would whimper. At first quietly, but as his
stimulations continued, her whimpers would become near screams.
Slowly and deliberately he stimulated her, bring her to the edge of
that abyss, allowing her to look over the brink but always bringing her
back to safe ground. He knew that to go over the edge would signal the
end of their orgasmic encounter. And he...like her, wanted to stretch out
the pleasure to its absolute limits.
She had never experienced love making like this in her life. The
flexi- bility of his genitals gave her such extreme pleasure that her eyes
rolled back deep in her head and her teeth chattered with each sub orgasm.
She never wanted this to end. The Dolphin was also experiencing the most
satisfying fucking his life. Unlike other females he had experienced,
this one was content to let him lead the way.
She had wrapped her legs around his tail, and each time that she ap-
proached the edge, she would squeeze. With her breasts fitting neatly on
either side of his body, she could feel his heart pounding, each breath
that he took, and the low pitched sounds of his moans. His body was like
a living collection of jello. Each muscle quivering with the rapture of
the coupling.
For what seemed like hours they the danced on the brink, eventually
forcing her to beg him to let her go over...but he refused. Holding her
tightly with his fins, he continued stimulating her in such a way that she
had entered a higher plain of sexual pleasure. Over and over again he
ticked each pubic zone, flexing his cock, at time twittering it in such a
way so as to resemble a vibrating dildo. His staying power was
extraordinary.
Her screams were now reaching a crescendo. She had to climax or she
felt that she would explode. The Dolphin sensed this, and with some
reluctance, decided to let her go. For a final time he tickled each
erogenous zone until he reached her clit. Thrusting the tip of his penis
deep into her genital canal, his body tensed, and with a shrill whistle he
pumped his load deep into her and allowed them to climax together.
The woman screamed with each pulse of the Dolphin's ejaculation. Her
whole body shuddered violently. Her vagina tightened as her soul reacted
to the spasms of the most potent climax she, or probably any other human
female had ever experienced.
The climax would last for nearly two minutes, with both creatures
shriek- ing in their own way. The Dolphin whistling...the woman crying at
the top of her voice.
Sadly, it was over.
The Dolphin withdrew his cock back into his body, and the woman
rolled onto her back and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep. The
Dolphin had rolled back onto his stomach, and gently placed his flipper
over the woman's breasts, holding her tenderly as she slept.
After several hours, the woman awoke to find herself held by her
Dolphin partner. She smiled, and reached over to pet him. Stroking his
glistening skin she spoke to him softly. Embracing him tightly, she
kissed his cheek. She could feel a warm glow as the two of them snuggled.
Never again would she be able to have sex with a man and be able to enjoy
it.
After several minutes she finally got up and got out of the pool.
She showered in the stall used by the trainers and dressed. All the while
the Dolphin watched her, lounging on his side. He, too, would never again
be able to have sex with his own kind. It would not be the same.
After dressing she opened the gate to the shallow pool and he swam
out to join the others. It was late in the day and time for her to go
home. Her work would have to wait until tomorrow. The Dolphin and the
woman looked at each other one last time as she left. They both knew that
this would not be their last encounter.