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The tranquility of fishing was a solemn activity, Ami didn’t particularly love fishing, but it was an activity that helped clear her mind. The act of sitting motionless and open to the universe and the whims outside of her control was a form of meditation. It taught her to simply be, to not try and control, to be at the peace of herself. Her hook had been baited, her line had been cast, and now she sat comfortable and rested upon her perch. It was one of the last days in summer, the heat that was shining brightly was one of the rare remaining days were it wasn’t too blistering hot nor did the winds brush readily with the change of seasons.

She didn’t think about the time that went by, she didn’t think about what fish she desired to catch, she simply let go of all her desires and briefly closed her eyes becoming one with nature. She breathed slowly, purposefully, tasting the scent of the air, the salt of the ocean, the flavors of the forest behind her, after a time she could even feel and hear the slow thumping of her own heartbeat..

The sound of water breaking caught a curious twitch from Ami’s ears, there wasn’t the tug from her fishing line, as such maybe a fish had broken the water and leapt from it? A simple distraction like that wouldn’t break her concentration, she refused to let the discipline of her mind fall victim to the endless sounds of nature that attempted to steal her attention. She refined her poise, taking a deep breath and melding down, becoming one with nature once again..

“Hey!”

A voice.. Out here? In this solemn place that was well removed from much of civilization-

“Are you alive up there?”

Ami might have been close to the purification and enlightenment that the most pious of peoples sought for decades, yet it all came crashing back to reality as her eyes burst open. In front of her was a smiling woman in a bikini top, her body casually half out of the water and balanced on her palms, Ami gave pause at the sight. Her skin dripping with water droplets and a bikini top that was much too small for her bountiful breasts, each leg lifting from the water was a moment of braced anticipation, a single leg with black clawed toes touched against the smooth stone that was surfaced by the receding tide.

“It’s much too dangerous to be out here alone you know,” The shark woman said matter of factly as her bulging bikini bottom jiggled form the girthy mass tucked away in it. She steadied herself upon the rock and even as Ami sat there motionless and stunned, the shark woman simply made her presence a given as she sat upon the stone Ami was perched upon. “Besides, it looks like you could use some company.”

Ami was much too polite to state that she wanted the opposite, in fact. She gave a solemn nod and glanced over to the cooler where her refreshments were stored, carefully stored with ice and her bento box to the side. “Would you like to have a refreshment?” She held the fishing pole with tension, trying not to let her holistic mission of the day be distracted by the ample breasts that dripped with droplets of ocean water.

“Oh yeah? Baller!” The clunking noises of her cooler being fidgeted with, crisping clashing ice shuffling around, and then the hissing pop of a soda can being popped open. The subsequent gulping, and of course the obligatory seething exhale the shark girl made as she made herself at home sitting beside Ami. There was a small bit of quiet after that, only the dripping sounds of water spilling off of her guests toned muscular body tapping against the stones. Ami tried to ignore it, desperately concentrating on her breathing, the sweet ocean scent that permeated from the shark woman’s body invaded her nostrils, making her practically taste her shark breasts. “So,” The woman spoke up and Ami was grateful for the distraction, “What are you fishing for anyways?”

That was a good question to which there were so many answers. Balance, harmony, relaxation, they were all the right answer and as such Ami couldn’t decide exactly which one. The slurp of soda from her guest made her crack a slight smile. “I think… Peace of mind.”

“Huh..” She said casually and tipped the soda can all the way back into her lips, drinking the rest and squeezing it in her hand with a satisfying crunch of aluminum. “I think I can help with that!” Ami glanced over just in time to see the shark girl’s hand reach out, her fingers lightly touching underneath her chin. Ami felt a rush of excitement flow through her, ears perked, cheeks blushing. “My name is Sushi by the way.” She said ever so casually before Ami felt her fingers tighten around the fishing pole, her lips so lovingly and adoringly kissed.

Surprise and excitement tingled at Ami’s body, the taste of Sushi’s tongue as it rolled against her lips made her lose focus and the fishing pole fell forgotten to the wayside. Her eyes fluttered closed, her body accepting the gift of Sushi’s touch, Ami’s top was peeled up and the shark’s oddly soft fingertips caressed along them, her hands squishing against Ami’s modest breasts and making her moan. She then felt the weight, the heft of Sushi’s body straddling atop of her and pushing her upon her back with only the pic-nic blanket to comfort her. “Mmm..” Sushi crooned sweetly as her hips maneuvered back and forth, feeling the growing length sporting a tent in Ami’s shorts.

Ami lay there, gasping as her cock was slowly revealed, the shark woman licking her lips as their eyes met. Much to Ami’s surprise, Sushi’s thighs were warm and welcoming, the tip of her shaft smearing against the smooth skin and pressed against the shark girl’s labia. “Here.. let me help..” Sushi spoke with a lustful tone, her eyes resting on Ami’s features with the wah-girl trembling and fists clutched into the pic-nic blankets. That grip only grew tighter when Sushi’s hips maneuvered slightly, her pussy clenching as the tip of Ami’s cock started to push inside. The bulbous tip and the rounded curve of cock made Sushi gasp a moan, her lips pursed together as her snout breathed deep. “Ooouhhh..” Her thighs trembled slightly as she lowered herself further, black clawtip toes scrunching against the blanket, then Ami hoisted her hips up, meeting Sushi’s pussy to the hilt.

Sushi began to roll her hips, thrusting down upon the fullness of Ami’s cock while simultaneously letting her own swelling girth grind against Ami’s abdomen. The slow gyration of movement being a mutual pleasure shared between them, Sushi reveling in the fullness of her pussy by moaning out. “Such a cutie..” She crooned, “Who’d have thought you were so thick..” She licked at her lips, her hips starting to move a little faster, “Definitely a grower not a shower..” She teased this time pushing her hips up letting the fullness of her cock smear against as much of Ami’s abdomen as she could. Their subtle moans and wet hips the only sounds that accompanied the silent coastal inlet, “You don’t talk much do you?” Sushi said plainly as she moved her hips.

It felt impolite to not answer, but Ami was so focused on how their bodies were connecting that she didn’t want to break the rhythm by answering. However the impoliteness of staying quiet to the woman’s question felt like it would ruin the mood more than breaking their found rhythm, “N.. No I don’t..” Ami finally managed to gasp out when Ami suddenly leaned forwards, her fingers teasing at Ami’s breasts, thumbs flickering against her nipples in a way that made her squeal and shudder. Sushi was starting to move her hips faster, as if she were the one humping and mating Ami’s pussy rather than the other way around. “Hhhyhh.. Fuhh..” Ami gulped, her body felt like it was on the edge, any second.. and then Sushi pulled back.

“Here..” Sushi said with a gasp of her lips, raising Ami’s palms from the pic-nic blanket and resting them upon her own breasts. “You can touch them.. I know you were looking at them this whole time.” She teased sweetly, “You focus on that, I’ll take care of the rest..” She said with a reassuring sweetness that only had Ami nodding her head. Their rhythm returned, faster than before, Sushi’s toes the main act of leverage as her heels were hoisted from the ground, bouncing rapidly upon Ami’s cock and slamming down harder and faster than ever.

Ami’s eyes were closed, and much like before how she simply enjoyed the presence of being in nature, so too in this moment did she relish the moment. Her hands carefully squeezing at Sushi’s breasts, the moans a far away sound that peaked above the squishing wet squelching of her pussy mashing into her crotchmound, it was simultaneous bliss and relaxation. The sound of hips connecting to one another, her fingers squeezed comfortably upon Sushi’s breasts, teasing at her nipples while her own voice was reduced to only soft whimpers and moans. “Hhh.. Mhhh..” Sushi moaned out overhead, her body quivering as she clapped down upon Ami’s cockmeat. “Yess.. Yess.. Fuckmee..”

Their bodies connected, locked into one another, Sushi hilted Ami’s cock one final time as her cock gave a throbbing sputter. Ami felt a hot thickness splash at the underside of her breasts, hot wet nectar that tripped up her body for the briefest of moments when suddenly Sushi’s pussy convulsed and gripped all over her penis, massaging and wriggling against it. Sushi’s hips pinning Ami down while her cunt ‘gasmed upon her cock only made Ami’s length twitch and sputter her culmination as well. “Yesss… Give it aaaaalll… to meeee~” Sushi hissed and seethed her pleasure, her eyes rolling closed as her mouth gaped open. Her pussy still spasming and cock twitching as Ami’s cum spurting length ejaculated into the depths of Sushi’s womb.

Sushi leaned forwards and kissed deeply and oh so tenderly to Ami’s lips, the mess of their bodies and the heady scent between them only thickening as the moments went on. Sushi’s tongue gave a gentle lip against Ami’s and slowly she pulled back with a smile. “Thank you,” Sushi said with a faint whisper, “for your kind hospitality..” Ami, out of breath, gave only a dumbfounded nod of her head. Sushi’s fingers trailed along her cheek before standing up to her feet. “I’m sure we’ll meet again soon, I hope you catch what you’re looking for, the ocean’s a pretty big place.”

Ami wished she would have known something to say, something other than thank you, anything, but her body was still tingling from pleasure, her legs numb to where she still couldn’t feel her toes..

…

Ami thought a lot about Sushi as she slowly chopsticked a piece of her bento box lunch to her lips. The octopus sausage touching to her tongue as she chewed carefully. Trying to reminisce the orgasm she felt earlier, maybe that was the truth she was looking for.. Sushi had come from the water, granted she wasn’t fishing for anything in particular, the entire point was to connect with nature. Ami closed her eyes, breathing deep, a solemn moment of her soul radiating through her body as she finally exhaled and wore a calming smile upon her face.

She stretched out her arms as wide as possible, her head tipping upwards and her tail curling into itself and her back giving a series of rippling pops. She gazed over at the horizon and saw that the sun was still high in the sky but the late afternoon was still rapidly approaching.. An exhale escaped her lips and she stood proudly upon her toes, realizing that she had caught everything she was looking for.