The chamber of Poseidon, the mighty God of the Sea, was a sight to behold. It was a magnificent room, adorned with seashells, corals, and pearls, reflecting the vast and mysterious underwater world. But what caught Ariel’s attention was the phallus-shaped object protruding from her grandfather.
Ariel, the redheaded mermaid, hesitated as she looked at it. She had heard tales of the pleasures it could bring, but she had never seen one before. She had always been curious, but now that she was faced with it, she felt a mix of excitement and apprehension.
Poseidon, noticing her hesitation, urged Ariel to touch, lick, and suck the object. “It’s a unique experience for mermaids, Ariel. You’ll see.”
Ariel, still unsure, asked, “Like this?” as she pressed her lips to the head of the phallus, taking a tentative lick.
Poseidon groaned in pleasure as Ariel continued to lick, observing his reaction. He ordered her to pump his cock with her hands while continuing to lick. Ariel hesitated, unsure of what “pump” meant. Poseidon demonstrated the motion, and Ariel tried to mimic it, feeling awkward but determined.
Poseidon gripped the back of Ariel’s head and forcefully pushed her head forward, making the phallus enter her mouth. Ariel panicked, trying to push Poseidon’s arms away, but he tightened his grip and commanded her to suck.
Ariel complied, looking into Poseidon’s intense blue eyes as she sucked. She could feel the thickness of the object in her mouth, and she tried her best to accommodate it. Poseidon grunted, and something thick and jelly-like spilled into Ariel’s mouth.
Poseidon commanded Ariel to swallow, and she did, trying not to retch. She wiped her mouth, confused by the whitish-gray liquid on her hand. Poseidon gave a satisfied smile as he ordered Ariel to lie on his lap for her punishment.
Ariel looked at him, puzzled. “Punishment? For what?”
Poseidon chuckled. “For being so ignorant, my dear. But don’t worry, I’ll teach you everything you need to know.”
Ariel rolled her eyes. “I’m not ignorant, I’m just inexperienced. And I’m not your ‘dear.’”
Poseidon laughed, pulling Ariel closer. “You’re always so feisty, Ariel. I like that about you.”
Ariel scoffed. “Well, I don’t like this. It feels weird and uncomfortable.”
Poseidon raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t seem to mind it a moment ago.”
Ariel blushed. “That’s different. You’re my grandfather.”
Poseidon chuckled. “I’m also the God of the Sea, Ariel. And as such, I know a thing or two about pleasure. You’ll learn to enjoy it, I promise.”
Ariel sighed, resting her head on Poseidon’s chest. “I hope so.”
Poseidon kissed the top of Ariel’s head. “You will, my dear. You will.”
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