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A beautiful sunrise rose over the land as Kurt hiked his way into the valley. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, he pulled off his backpack and started to prepare a picnic where he pulled out a PB&J, a banana and a pack of cookies. He also pulled out a stainless steel water bottle and noticed how light it weighed, "Darn it, empty. Must've forgotten to fill it."

As he was preparing to take a bite of a cookie, he was interrupted by what sounded to be a soft weeping noise. Putting his cookie down and heading in the direction of the sobs, he came across a sight like no other. An aquatic green, wingless dragon who was about 20 feet tall standing up was standing before the most pristine and crystal clear pond Kurt had ever laid his eyes upon. The dragon was female, wearing a huge bright orange life vest that had zipped up pockets and appeared to have large tears rolling off of her long snout and plopping into the water, creating ripples on the surface.

Instantly, he approached the weeping dragon and sat by her, "Is something wrong?"

"Y-yeah....." The dragon sniffed, "My mate just d-died so I'm all a-a-alone...."

"Sorry to hear that. I'm Kurt, what's your name by the way?" The human asked the dragon.

"Atlantic."

"Atlantic, huh? That's a very pretty name." Kurt replied, leaning on the dragon's shoulder, "By the way, that pool you're crying into. Is it made entirely from your tears?"

"As a m-matter of fact, y-yes." Atlantic leaned in close towards the human, rivers of salty tears running down her snout, "I've been crying so hard l-lately, I just can't c-control my tears."

Taking the dragon's head into his hands, Kurt slowly dragged his tongue across Atlantic's snout, lapping up a few large drops that ran down it. The salt of each tear sent electric shocks of pure delight in Kurt's body as he felt his penis begin to erect and harden. Atlantic just smiled tearfully at the human and opened her eyes. Atlantic's eyes were entirely turquoise with slitted pupils and no irises, "You have such beautiful eyes, Atlantic." Kurt panted, his heart pounding with arousal.

"Thank you." Atlantic replied, "Your own blue eyes are quite pretty yourself, Kurt."

"Mind if I take a dip in your pool of tears?" Kurt asked politely, "The water just looks so warm and inviting."

"Go right ahead." The dragon motioned towards the pond and the human got to undressing. As he pulled off all his clothes, Kurt blushed when he noticed that his penis was still erect. Now in his birthday suit, he waded into the salty yet pristine waters of the tear pond until he was up to his head. Unfortunately, he began to slip and got dragged underwater. Noticing the drowning human, Atlantic put her waterworks on pause and spring into action, pulling him to the surface.

Giving him the Heimlich maneuver, Kurt hacked up a mouthful of dragon tears and began coughing. Atlantic began apologizing like crazy, "I'm so sorry, Kurt! I was so caught up in my own sadness, I forgot to give you my spare sea bracelet!"

"Sea bracelet?" Kurt replied, "What's that?"

"It's an artifact that lets you breathe underwater." Atlantic replied, pulling one out of her life vest, "Us sea dragons are a pretty smart and inventive bunch."

Kurt took the bracelet and put it on, "So how do I look?"

"Really fashionable." Atlantic replied, "That bracelet really suits you."

Kurt laughed a bit before he let out a sigh, "You....don't think I'm a bad person, right?"

"What do you mean?" Atlantic blinked, suddenly confused.

"You're still in mourning over your mate and yet I intrude into your space, lick the tears from your snout and ask to bathe in your personal pond of tears. I must be a real creep, huh?" Kurt let out a sigh, "Maybe you shoulda just let me drown."

"Don't say things like that!" The dragon pulled Kurt into a close hug, "And even if you approached me with the sole intent of drinking and swimming in my tears, I wouldn't hold it against you. Everyone's got their own things that make them special. Some are just more.....kinky than others. So if my tears turn you on, fly your freak flag. Pleasure yourself as much as you like, Kurt! Trust me, I don't mind it at all."

"Thanks for putting my worries at ease...." Kurt replied as Atlantic rubbed his back, "By the way, I have a few questions about this pond of your tears."

"Ask away, my curious little human." Atlantic replied, giving Kurt a friendly nuzzle.

"One, how deep is this pond? Two, how long did it take for you to cry it? Three, are there any fish in the pond?" Kurt listed off the questions.

"Well, I'd say it's about a dozen feet deep at its deepest point. For your second question, I'd say that it took me about two weeks of nonstop crying. Thirdly, most fish in this area are freshwater and sea dragon tears are very salty so I doubt most local fish would survive in a pond of my tears. That goes even moreso for pond snails who would die instantly if so much as a drop of my tears fell on them. Also, algae doesn't bloom in sea dragon tears." Atlantic explained, "It's good that you're asking these questions. You're an awfully curious human, Kurt. I admire that about you."

"Thanks for answering my questions. So can I enjoy my bath now?" Kurt replied. Nodding, the dragon let the human go and Kurt let himself slowly drift to the bottom.

The warm, salty waters of Atlantic's tears were nothing like Kurt had ever experienced before. It was like his entire body was being massaged by a hot tub which caused him to moan in pleasure. Chills of pure arousal surged through his body along with a feeling of pure bliss.

As he drifted to the sandy floor of the pond, the water was so clear he could see the sun shining above. Kurt opened his mouth, swallowing mouthfuls of Atlantic's salty yet delicious tears freely as the bracelet prevented him from downing. Relaxed with a level of dopamine he couldn't even begin to describe, Kurt curled up into a fetal position on his side at the bottom of the sea dragon's pond and drifted off into a gentle sleep, his penis fully erect from the whole breathtaking experience.