It was too unexpected and I jerked, arching with a groan. No one has ever done this to me before.
"All in one place? Are you a hermaphrodite? Me too, but in our bodies everything is different," the syrinx commented on his research, hiding his tongue.
He slowly exposed himself and I stared in amazement at the winged man's crotch. Between his legs there was an instrument for external intercourse of quite impressive size. In tritons, everything is hidden inside, and one can only guess about the real size of the partner's pleasure organ.
"Let's try, what happens?" Irinel suggested, sitting on top of my tail.
I nodded my head and the syrinx took over me with a loud moan.
"I like it," he whispered, arching back and fluttering his wings. "How do you feel?"
'Very nice!" I fidgeted under my partner, clutching his beautiful soft thighs.
Irinel quickened the pace and soon an unusually sharp ecstasy pierced me, which had never happened before in my underwater life. My head was spinning and my consciousness was clouded with fog...
"Quickly, though!" Concluded the syrinx and got off me, continuing to explore the back surface of the tail.
"Is there something here? Oh, yes, you can do it with two partners at once," came the note from the one who had taken possession of me from behind.
I tried to break free, but the strong embrace of the winged one pinned me down. The bird turned out to be very strong, hugging me and biting and licking my ears.
The loving syrinx exhausted me to the point of exhaustion. He twisted and turned in front and behind, purring as if he couldn't get enough. And all because I was very exotic for him.
I only found myself in a bathtub with cool water in front of a relaxed Irinel, watching me with a soft smile on his face.
"Well, how? Liked?"
"Yes, piercing pleasure," I nodded my head. "You're great at pleasing." Tritons always do this in water in a suspended state and the sensations are weaker."
"Yes, I'm a pro in this matter, so I volunteered to be your first. How often would you like to make love?"
"With you?"
"With me or with someone else, as you wish. The choice is tremendous. Visitors come to you, do you like anyone?"
"Nobody offered, and Eurol immediately refused me."
"Oh, well, this prince is not easy to get into bed, you have to persuade and force against his wishes. I know it from myself."
"So what should I do?"
"Did you like him that much? Why?" There was a puzzled look on the blond young winged one's face. "What do you feel near him?"
I had nothing to answer and I looked away in stupor avoiding the handsome man's piercing crystal gaze.
"I advise you to calm down and forget about him at least for a while. It happened to me too: he rudely kicked me off at first, and then we ended up in the same bed. It's not easy to turn him on, so he refused you."
"It's clear! I'm not good enough for him... Too exotic, as you say."
"You are good, cozy and sensual enough, but Eurol is capricious and spoiled by attention, and besides, he is afraid of you in this sense."
"Why?"
"What if you bite him," Irinel laughed at his joke.
"Yes, my teeth are really very sharp, and we never use them in intimacy."
"And he's just a fan of oral sex. I spent a lot of time kneeled before him."
"What? Why kneeled?"
Irinel laughed cheerfully and stared at me again with a sly grin.
"Well... Then you will got it one time... You need to master this type of pleasure, so that the object of your passion himself seeks a meeting with you. Eurol doesn't refuse me anymore…"
"I see... I don't have anything to attract him yet."
"Even with wings, the prince is beyond the reach of many," Irinel laughed. "Listen to advice, don't limit yourself to just the desire for Eurol, try with others... There are a lot of guys with different temperaments..."
"Do you know when the Lord will come to me?" I decided to clarify.
He looked puzzled, rolling his eyes.
"Lord? Overlord you mean? Should he? It seems to me that he already has a lot of lovers of any gender."
"Any gender? What does it mean?"
"Oh, you don't know... We have a multi-gender society. There are men, hermaphrodites, women...
This fact really puzzled me:
"And what is it needed for? How are women different?"
"They are smaller in size, more curvy... their faces are childish, they do not have the main instrument of intercourse and their role is to accept the partner and to bear the child inside themselves...
"What?" here my mouth opened in surprise. "How unfair it is! And how do they live like this without pleasure?"
"You'll ask them at your coronation, when you get to know each other better."
There was a hint of irritation in his voice, which alarmed me.
He abruptly began to say goodbye before leaving and added:
"Perhaps my princess sisters will like you more as a partner and you will make them happy."