Spirit Island 3

	Trying to be diplomatic, you smiled at the Water Spirit. "Why don't you pick?"

	"Mou... if that's what you want~" she said, before chuckling. "But take a deep breath first!"

	Pulling in a large chunk of air into your lungs, you puffed a little out your nose to make sure the little ball valve that your sinuses acted like was working. Moments later, you felt yourself get covered in water from head to toe, a powereful current sweeping you off your feet into the river. Rolling to keep yourself face down so the air stayed in, you heard the Water Spirit's voice in your ear.

	"We're looking for shells! If you find one one that's pretty enough, I'll give you my blessing!"

	A part of you groaned quietly. There were a lot of shells down here- finding just one would be hard. Still, you kicked your way down, panning around to find something good. Panning around, you discarded thoughts of bringing back horseshoe crabs, molusks, and defended yourself from a lobster that thought your toes looked threatening. That's when you saw it- a shell, light pink, glistening in the sand. It was long, and taking it carefully you checked to make sure it wasn't inhabited. Seeing it wasn't, you grabbed it and swum for the surface. Before you reached the top, though, the water spirit pulled you into an invisible embrace.

	"Have my shell?"

	You nodded.

	"Good! I'll let you out of the water now."

	Permitted to breach the surface, you pulled in a gasp of air, and swam for shore. Moments later, the water spirit pulled up next to you. Smiling at your gift, she leaned over and kissed you deeply.

	"I think you've earned my blessing." she muttered. "Choose a boon, and it is yours."

	"A camp on the river, with water fresh to drink." you replied, sitting down as exhaustion hit. How long were you underwater? It only felt like a minute or two...

	"Done." the Water spirit said, coming down to sit on your lap facing you. Leaning over and on to you, she whispered tenderly into your ear. "My name is Nayidie; blow the conch shell you have collected, and I will come."

	Hissing, you told her your name. Nayadie was warm, like the waters you'd just swum, and her touch was just as intimate.

	"A good name. Strong." she muttered. That's when you felt a stiffening in what was left of your pants, your cock stroked by the water that was slowly coming up to carve away a bed from your seat on the sandy bank.

	"Is this an invitation?" you asked carefully, taking off the remnants of your shirt in perpetration. A smile and a current tickling your nuts was the only answer, so you decided to get rid of your pants too and go on the offensive. Moving to stroke Nayidie's firm, toned breasts, you reached up to kiss her, only to be gently pushed down into the small pool made for your coupling. Teasing, the spirit cooed as her head reached your dick, licking her lips.

	"I wonder how it'll taste?" she asked, before diving down on it. You were going to be honest- you were neither a connoisseur of blowjobs, nor a total virgin; but feeling like you'd stuck your dick into a whirlpool was probably not the norm. Still, Nayidie's mouth and tallent was enough to bring you to full hardness immidiantly.

	"Careful!" you squaked, trying and failing to sit up again. "I've still got to-"

	Cutting you off with a wave, the water poured into your mouth, stiffening slightly into an impromptu gag. Nayidie chuckled at your struggling and moaning, before continuing to felliate you. Growling at your inability to do anything back, you held off on orgasming as hard as you could. You would deny this spirit her spunk until she let you move, damnit!

	Unfortunately, all the resolve in the world versus a bobbing whirlpool of pleasure wasn't exactly a fair match, and you gave up after what felt like an eternity. Blowing your load between her lips, you gasped as your bonds and gag faded back into the water as the spirit smirked like a cat that had gotten the cream.

[1d10=8, no effect]

	Growling, you pushed up, back against the bonds, leaping free to tackle Nayidie to the pool.

	"My turn to lead." you said, finding her pussy and shoving yourself in. If before was a whirlpool, this was a pair of cascading waterfalls pulling you in, trying to lock your hips to her as you thrust. Pushing and pulling, you kept her devlish hands pinned to the water as you fucked her, the bestial rutting satisfying you far more than the fellatio. Leaning down, you nipped at her pert breasts as you fucked, moving along sometimes to nibble at her neck or lips. She was panting, gasping, her control of the water and herself loosing itself in the rut with you.

	"gonnacumgonnacumgonnacum" she was muttering, loosing her mind amidst the sex. You yourself were getting close too, panting and getting ready to shoot.

	"Nayidie!" you called out when the damn finally broke, the Water spirit's own inside going mad as her own orgasm broke from the stimulation. Soon, you were pumping her full of your seed, nearly collapsing onto her as the water lost it's solidity and you came down into wet sand. Smiling, you rolled off her form, the energy you'd inadvertently gifted her with by your sex dissipating into the world harmlessly.

[1d10=4+1, no effect.]

	As the Water Spirit coalesced fitfully, she washed over to you on a miniscule wave, collapsing against you in a wet hug and smiling.

	"See you soon, honey~" she muttered, disolving off you and out of the pool as she left. Looking back, you saw your place of coitus was now attached to a reasonable clearing in the jungle- one with Kilo in it whistling apreciatively.

	"Damn nice spot you've got us here!" she called. "C'mon, quit lollygagging! We've got stuff to do!"

	Groaning, you pulled yourself out of the pool, and got ready to be constructive for the day.