Seaside Frolics and Secret Lessons
The angel of Eden. 239
Hmm, am I standing out too much after all? Some men seemed to think their sunglasses hid their stares, openly ogling without restraint. With so many eyes on me, I decided to stay alert in case anyone tried to sneak a photo.
“Elisha! What are you doing? Hurry up and get in!”
“It’s so refreshing, nya!”
Watching the two of them wade into the sea and savor the summer waves, I walked in slowly. The soft sand beneath my soles and the growing chill of the seawater rising around my legs sent pleasant tingles through me. Fortunately, the parasitic tentacle tail seemed unaffected by the saltwater. It appeared to possess a high adaptability, tolerating everything except extreme heat.
The three of us played in the water—floating awkwardly, splashing each other—but since I couldn’t float, I simply walked around in the shallows that reached my calves.
Click.
My heightened auditory sensors caught the sound of a camera shutter. I whipped my head toward the source and scanned the person holding the camera. Among those pointing lenses our way, three had smartphones and one had a regular camera. The shutter sound came from the man with the large-lensed DSLR. He had been rapidly firing shots in our direction until he noticed my direct stare. Startled, he spun around and fled.
“Elisha, what’s wrong? Is something over there? You’re just standing there blankly.”
“There was a man secretly photographing us, so I chased him off.”
“Hee~ Playing the watchdog, were you? It’s just a few photos. Don’t worry about it—come play with us.”
“Yes, Madam.”
Pulled along by Ruya’s hand, I moved into deeper water. She dragged me to the center of the group and the three of them began pelting me with water.
“Take this!”
“Eek! Three against one? That’s unfair!”
“Consider it the price of your privileges, nya!”
“Hohoho.”
With no chance to catch my breath, wave after wave crashed over me. I closed my eyelids to protect my artificial eyes and their sensitive sensors, making it hard to track positions. Relying on my finely tuned auditory sensors, I located them by sound and retaliated, earning startled reactions.
“Kyaa! Why are you so good at—pfft! splashing back?”
“Don’t underestimate the power of a full-body prosthesis! Ptui!”
I focused my assault on Ruya, who had gotten caught in the crossfire. After a prolonged exchange of concentrated attacks and counterattacks, she finally surrendered.
“Kyaa! Stop! Pfft, ptui! Water got in my ear! That’s enough!”
“I’ll stop when you do!”
“Everyone, stop already! Glub!”
“Nya, but it was fun—why stop, nya?”
“Hohoho, we’ve had plenty of fun. Shall we call it a draw?”
With Ruya’s surrender, the sudden water fight ended in a truce. Complaining about water in her ears, Ruya headed for shore while Charlotte floated lazily on her back and Madam clung to my shoulders, kicking her feet in the water. We spent a leisurely time in the sea together.
Aside from glimpsing it from an airplane on my way to America, this was my first real experience of Earth’s ocean. It was dirtier than Eden’s seas. Though the people playing nearby seemed oblivious, a thin film of oil and debris floated on the surface, along with countless microorganisms—none of it good for human skin. Still, I didn’t want to ruin the cheerful mood, so I kept quiet.
After being towed around for a while as I walked, Madam glanced toward the beach and spoke.
“It’s getting chilly. Shall we head out?”
“Shall we?”
“Charlotte! Time to get out!”
“Understood, nya!”
I had already been running my internal heating system at full capacity to counteract my steadily dropping body temperature. We waded back to shore and made our way to the parasol where my brother waited. Spotting us, he pulled out a large towel big enough to wrap around a body and handed it over.
“Had enough fun?”
“Yes, my lord. It was getting cold, so we came out.”
“The East Sea is a bit chilly. Dry off and warm up in the sun.”
“By the way, where’s Ruya? I don’t see her.”
“See that person lying buried in the sand over there? That’s Ruya.”
“Ah.”
Near our parasol, someone lay covered head to toe in sand with a straw hat over their face. It was Ruya. So that’s where she’d gone—sand bathing.
“Thirsty, nya.”
“Here’s a drink.”
“Thanks, nya.”
“Aren’t you going in, my lord?”
“Watching you all play is satisfying enough. From a distance, every guy on the beach was staring only at you.”
“Hohoho, and every single one of those women they’re ogling belongs to you, my lord.”
As I dried myself with the towel and listened to their conversation, Ruya suddenly sat up from her sand bath. Sand cascaded down her cleavage as the straw hat fell away, revealing her face.
“Anyone need the bathroom?”
“You sat up so suddenly just because you need to pee?”
“We were having so much fun, and now I really need to go. If I hold it any longer, I might burst. Come with me.”
“Hngh, how many times have I told you not to hold it so long?”
I poked Ruya’s lower belly repeatedly while speaking. Beneath the smooth skin where her yin crest lay, I could feel a heavy, sloshing fullness.
“Ugh, it’s so swollen it hurts—don’t poke it.”
“Understood. Bathroom first, then.”
After informing the others, Ruya and I headed for the nearby beach restroom. When we arrived, a long line of people waited outside the public facility.
“Ugh~ The line’s way too long.”
“Nothing we can do in a place like this. If it’s urgent, want to go into the woods over there?”
Ruya, fidgeting anxiously, looked toward the low hill I pointed at and nodded vigorously.
“I can’t wait. I don’t think I can hold it anymore. Let’s go there.”
“Then hurry.”
We quickly climbed the nearby hill and slipped into the undergrowth, far enough that no one could see us. After checking our surroundings, I spoke.
“This should be private enough.”
“Q-quick, open the urethral plug. I can’t even bend over.”
“Honestly, why do you always wait until it’s this bad…?”
I hurriedly pulled down Ruya’s swimsuit bottom, spread her folds with one hand to expose the plug, and removed it with the other. The moment it came free, a steady stream of pent-up urine began to flow. Standing with legs spread wide, Ruya’s face flushed with pleasure as the liquid trickled through the urethral canal.
“Ah, aahh…”
“Goodness. You really enjoy this?”
“Hngh… it feels good…”
Ruya’s legs trembled from the sensation. To heighten her pleasure, I reached down and pinched her erect clit.
“Uhooh! N-not there!”
“Don’t lose your posture.”
“Y-yes, Master!”
Ruya instantly slipped into slave mode, addressing me as Master while I teased her clit and simultaneously absorbed the vital energy accumulated in her yin crest.
“Aahh~ Aang!”
The clit ring all the family women wore kept her constantly swollen, and the stimulation made it even more taut.
“Exposing yourself outdoors, urinating while feeling pleasure—Ruya, you really are a pervert.”
“Yes! Ruya is a pervert!”
With her slave switch flipped, Ruya showed no restraint.
“Aang! Hngh!”
“If you make such loud noises, someone might hear you and come looking.”
The moment I reminded her of the risk, her pleasure spiked and she climaxed.
“Hiiih!”
“You came just from imagining strangers seeing your vulgar display? You really are hopeless.”
I continued scolding her while pressing against her pointed elf ear, absorbing the vital energy amplified by her orgasm. Then I purified it and fed it back, triggering a chain of climaxes.
“Kyaaah! Mmph!”
“Oh dear, this is getting dangerous. Please stay quiet.”
Quick to react, my tentacle tail wrapped around Ruya’s mouth to silence her. Ruya’s own tail watched the action curiously, almost as if learning. Considering my tail was essentially the parent of her lavender one, it made a strange sort of sense.
Ruya’s tail supported her collapsing body so she wouldn’t fall. After sucking up the remaining vital energy from her yin crest, I withdrew my hand. Suddenly, her tail lunged forward and swallowed Ruya’s head whole.
“Mmph!”
“Huh? Why so suddenly?”
“Mmmph!”
Startled, Ruya struggled to pry the tail off her head, but it steadily swallowed her down to the waist. Throughout, her tail kept shifting angles to examine the scene from every direction. I stroked the bulging form of Ruya inside it.
“Are you trying to demonstrate breeding as an example? How diligent.”
“Mmm!”
“Enjoy the pleasure inside for a bit. It’ll be over soon.”
I gently caressed the chest area of the tail while speaking to the muffled Ruya within. Her struggles gradually subsided until, fully engulfed, only occasional twitches remained.
“Watch carefully and learn. This is necessary if you want to lay eggs in your host.”
I patted the lavender tail as it wriggled its body, inspecting its swallowed host from various angles. Then, sensing my touch, it suddenly opened its maw and began swallowing my hand.
“Oh? Already practicing?”
The subtle internal tentacles stimulating my engulfed hand conveyed a request for permission.
“You’re asking first? How sweet. Go ahead—use me to practice.”
The moment I granted permission, it swallowed my arm, then my head and torso in sequence. Its movements were still awkward, especially around my horns, so I adjusted my posture to help. Eventually it managed to engulf my entire body. Pleased, it rippled and stirred its internal tentacles vigorously.
After expressing its joy, the tail began practicing the breeding process step by step. It coated my body in secreted mucus, inserted a tentacle into my mouth to feed me a mild aphrodisiac, then pushed aside my swimsuit bottom and invaded my vagina. The tentacle carefully probed my cervix, grasped and opened it, then entered the womb.
Exploring inside, it discovered Las—extruded by the intrusion—and recoiled in surprise. Las, initially wary of the unfamiliar tail, soon sensed something familiar and nuzzled against it affectionately. Reassured, the tentacle resumed its exploration, eventually finding the ovaries wrapped in Las’s black latex. It tapped them curiously, showing interest.
Hmm. Breeding only requires the womb, not the ovaries or eggs—yet both tails seemed oddly fascinated. Still, they quickly lost interest, as those organs weren’t directly involved, and began filling the womb with white mucus instead. After depositing only the fertilizing fluid without laying eggs, it sealed the entrance with a mucus plug and concluded its practice.
While the tail used my body as a training ground, I basked in the pleasant warmth, gentle caresses, and mild aphrodisiac flooding my system. Once finished, the lavender tail expelled me and softly rubbed my mucus-slick, steaming body in gratitude.
“Whew~ Well done. Next time you breed with Ruya, increase the aphrodisiac dosage. It’s still too weak right now. Understood?”
The tail nodded by bobbing up and down.