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Journal - June 15th

I arrived on the beautiful island of Tahiti in the Polynesian Islands near Bora Bora a few days ago, and already I am reluctant to get back on the plane and head for home. Beside me, sleeping peacefully, Leilani lies naked and warm, spooned up against my back-side, her paws around my stomach. Her legs are tangled within mine, and every so often our webbed feet gently caress. My crotch tingles still from our earlier love-making, and it takes a lot of will for me not to slip a paw down between my legs, and stroke swollen, damp folds of flesh.

When I arrived on the beach to take my first look around since coming here, I had no idea what to expect. A few of the locals, mostly sea otters like me, welcomed me quite amiably and helped me settle in to a nice rental hut, scant yards away from the pounding surf. I was excited to get into these pristine, turquoise waters and look around, and perhaps find some exciting new shells I could document.

With the warm morning sun already beckoning me, I arose and slipped into a comfortable bikini, one that fit snug just below my tail and hugged my breasts just so, and then made my way to the shoreline. At first glance, nothing really jumped out at me. The shells all seemed to be rather common and ordinary, much like those I would find back in England. As I continued to walk a little further in, and felt the warmth of the South Pacific against my legs. Thoughts of shell collecting left my mind and I resolved to truly enjoy my paradisaical holiday.

I immersed myself into the Pacific until I could no longer touch the sandy bottom then headed off for a swim, staying above the surface and marveling at the way the incredible water and the distant cloudless horizon came together in glorious blues around me. As I swam out a little further, and the water became quite deeper, I chanced a quick look below me and dipped my head under. Along the bottom, I saw a gorgeous colony of reef formations, nearly twenty in all, and amid them I saw bright, colorful fish streaming in schools, and smaller groups circling the natural rocks.

The temptation to dive down and meld with the local flora and fauna was too much for me to resist, and after taking several deep breaths, I bent forward and stroked down, kicking for the bottom perhaps ten fathoms deep.

When I finally touched the sand, I knelt down and looked around. Comfortably, I can breath-hold for at least five minutes, uncomfortably for seven or eight - more than enough time, I gathered, to explore the bottom here and see what beautiful shells I might come across. I pushed off the bottom and began swimming around one of the larger reefs curiously, moving my paws across the craggy, coral-covered rocks and dipping them in to startle a few larger fish out of their resting chambers. I made a grab for one of them, more out of playfulness than for an appetizing respite. Smiling, I swam to another reef and this one was much different. Instead of rocks, this one seemed to be mostly coral in a blend of tropical reds, oranges and light greens, and completely surrounded by sea fronds, sponges and lichen of myriad colors.

There was so much beauty. I reminded myself just then that I most certainly would need to get a digital camera from one of the tourist shops as soon as possible.

I noticed as I swam that the bottom was dropping deeper as I went, a gentle incline that reminded me so much of the large swimming pools back home. My ears popped briefly as I kicked deeper, following the incline down another five fathoms and to the next set of reefs.

The water here seemed even more incredible, if that were possible. It was still warm, and silky and the increased depth gently squeezed my supple body. I knelt down in the sand, surrounded by golden-red and yellow reefs, holding my breath against the deep, marveling in all the beauty around me. I did not want to go back up just yet and my lungs still felt comfortable, with just a little strain.

I started exploring the bottom, finding a few large conch shells amid the pristine white sands. I started to pick one of the conches up, thinking perhaps it was different, when I heard a soft sound of bubbles not far from me. Curious, I pushed off the bottom and started swimming in the direction I had heard the muffled sound. When I got a few yards closer, I saw what had made the sound, and my eyes widened.

The reef she knelt next to was alive with activity. A tumult of bubbles were drifting up from dancing fronds and sponges, surrounded by more of that brightly-colored coral and lichen. Here and there along the jagged rocks numerous fauna including shrimp, anemones, sea cucumbers, and octopus seemed to be waving in the gentle current. Kneeling prettily beside this reef, smiling and pawing gently along the craggy surface, was Leilani.

She was completely naked; the little sunlight that could traverse this deep into the ocean made her dark, almost black fur seem to shimmer. Long, long black hair rose and fell with her supple movements, as if in a dance, and briefly wrapped around voluptuous, dark-brown breasts, along her firm stomach, and then behind her, tangling within a thick ruddertail. Around one of her small webbed feet, a beautiful puka-shell anklet was fastened. Tucked inside thicker roots of her hair, a bright red hibiscus bloom poked through. But she was not all beauty. In one paw, she held what looked like a bone-handled dagger. As I watched, almost hypnotized, she tilted her head up, closed her eyes, and let a few bubbles of air drift from her open mouth in a very soft "blug glug" sound.

I nearly forgot I was holding my own breath watching her, and suddenly realized I had been underwater for such a long time. My own lungs needed a quick release and I let go of a little air myself.

The other sea otter clearly had heard me lurking nearby, for she immediately sprang from the bottom, her dagger clutched in a warding gesture, and spun around. The black hair around her jerked and swayed across her face until she was looking directly at me with incredible almond-shaped, green eyes. I kicked away a few yards, suddenly worried she might try to attack me. I had no idea how long the locals could stay underwater, but I was certain they could outlast my own lung-power - and I had been underwater so long already.

Then her face softened when she saw me and her eyes became warmer. A beautiful smile poked through her muzzle and she chirruped to me in language I could understand. "You frightened me." she said, floating closer towards me.

I fanned the water until I could float down to the bottom again and nodded sheepishly, churriping back softly to her. "I was...admiring your beauty. I mean...the beauty down here..."

She seemed unabashed at being naked in front of me, and swam slowly towards me, stopping barely a yard away from me and swinging her arms to keep floating. "There is a lot here." She tilted her head curiously. "You are a tourist?"

My gaze tried to move from her breasts and back to her eyes. "I am. My name is Coquina. Coquina Shellington."

"I am Leilani..." she whisper-churred, and then drew closer to me, moving her paw forward and grasping mine. "It is good to meet you. I welcome you to Tahiti."

I nodded and smiled widely, ready to converse more, but then a quick tell-tale pang started in my lungs. I needed to surface, and quickly. I gently touched the lovely girl's arm and gestured above me. "I must breathe..."

Leilani nodded, understanding, and before I knew it, her paws were holding mine. "I will go with you. I have been down here a long time as well." Together we pushed off the soft sand and held paws as we scissored our legs together, ruddertails thrashing, looking at one another and smiling as we swam upwards and took in great gulps of air at the surface.

When I had caught my breath, I laughed softly, realizing we were still holding paws. "It is easy to become lost down there, isn't it?"

She canted her head, looking amused. "Not for me. I grew up here. I know these waters quite well." She moved a bit closer to me, and I felt her nude, very warm form press against mine. I swallowed hard, realizing I too was very warm. I held still while the native girl reached out tentatively and caressed the shell necklace I wore, running her fingertips across the pink and white strand of coral, tiny seashells and sea glass.

"This is just beautiful..." she breathed, seemingly entranced by the trinket.

I smiled at her. "Well, I make these all the time. I-I could make something for you too, if you like."

She looked as pleased as a sea-otter possibly could. "Would you? Perhaps we could look for other shells together, if you would like to swim a bit more."

I could think of nothing better than to continue our undersea adventure and hastily nodded. She then added, "We could even look for pearls if you would like. A pearl necklace would certainly suit your body as well." She bit her lip and then moved her head to the side of mine, and I felt the tickle of her soft breath as she added playfully in a whisper, "I know where black pearls are, where no one else goes. Quite deep but worth the trip." I closed my eyes as she nosed my ear before pulling away, starting to swim on her back. "Come, we must travel a little ways."

"Oh..." I swam after her on my front, marveling over her nudity, especially the way her breasts rose and submerged with her strokes, soaking the full, pert globes over and over. "Is it far?"

She smiled and turned her head to look at me while she swam. "Not at all. Why, is the otter afraid of a little deep water?" She giggled and then sucked in a breath and dove in front of me. I started to object her insinuation, but then I felt strong arms come around me and yank me down. I got in a quick breath before Leilani wrapped her body around me from behind and started to roll, thrashing her tail. I struggled to get out of her grip as our play-wrestling drove us down deeper, realizing I was probably highly at a disadvantage in lung power as it was. Her bare breasts mashed against my back, and her legs wrapped around my waist.

I exhaled a rush of air as I relied on the upper strength of my arms and shoulders to finally pull one of her arms from around my chest and wiggle my tail hard enough to shove free of her. I was a bit dizzy from our roll together, but soon got my bearings and started to kick back up. But before I could get very far, Leilani had a good hold on my leg and tugged me, struggling, back down again, and then as I was floating, she lunged forward and tackled me, expelling quite a lot of air from my mouth, leaving me nearly breathless. I had no idea how long I could stay underwater with this obviously more experienced diver. I opted for resignation and went limp in her arms, giving up the playful battle and stroking her head, giggling, "You win, you win!"

I felt sudden warmth across my chest and realized my bikini top, in our tussle, had come off. Her magnificent globes were now pressed up against my own bare breasts, nipple to nipple. I glanced around wildly, looking for my errant cloth, but could see no sign of it.

Leilani giggled, still holding me close, and her whiskered muzzle pressed up to mine. "Have you lost something, Coquina?"

I snorted out a little gruff burst of bubbles from my nose. "Very funny, island girl..."

She looked none concerned to my plight. "Then I guess you will not miss these either..." The sea otter's paw was quickly at my hip and untying my bikini bottom, tugging at the string.

"Hey, wait!" I protested, trying to wiggle free, but a quick jerk from her paw and she was soon waving my bikini bottoms in front of me, laughing merrily, her green eyes twinkling. Now I was as naked as she was - and yet, I loved it. The warm Pacific waters seemed to bathe me, and while we were not more than five or six fathoms deep, I could already feel the water pressure between my legs, causing my sex to tingle. I shyly wrapped my ruddertail around my hip, trying to hide my triangle from her.

Leilani shook her head at me and reached down, pushing my tail gently away, and a rush of warmth spread through me again. "Please do not hide, Coquina. You have so much to offer..." She then hooked her arms around my shoulders, and we were pressed together again, breasts to breasts, crotch to crotch. Nervousness washed over me again as I realized our bodies were both quite warm. I have no idea how long we floated there, looking at each other through the water, but soon my nerves settled and I hesitantly hugged my arms around the other girl, churrriping softly at her.

I needed air again. I could feel my lungs trying to expand, to get a breath, and I quickly motioned to Leilani before wiggling out of our embrace and swimming upwards. I looked down to see the beautiful sea otter watching me, a paw caressing her right breast, and then swim up after me. We ended up surfacing together, taking in another set of mighty breaths.

Leilani tittered as she clung around my neck and we tread our legs gently, brushing against one another's. "I think, Coquina," she smiled and kissed my nose. "Swimming naked...suits you..."

I rolled my eyes at the pun and we both laughed. I had no idea where my bikini was, and had distant hopes of seeing it again. A sudden thought occurred to me, picturing myself wading naked from the ocean onto the sand, and immediately gawked at by several tourists. She must have been reading my thoughts somehow, because she nuzzled me again. "I swim naked all the time. They are used to it here. One more otter will not hurt their eyes. They certainly will not hurt mine..." Her paw came to my hip and caressed around my butt.

I got my breath back and nodded. "Of course." The fear and paranoia left me entirely, replaced by warmth and finally, a little bit of lust. It had been a long time since I had been this close to another female companion, and while I favor boyfriends, I have had my share of experiences with girlfriends. Leilani is quite possibly the most beautiful otter I have met. I thrust my resolve aside and my muzzle touched her, rubbing gently. I felt her breath, scented it, a desiring aroma of the sea and fruit, and I suddenly longed to taste. With deliberate slowness, I licked across her muzzle just once, an effort to show my own boldness and my obvious want for attention. She closed her eyes and churrrred deeply, the way we otters do when we are very, very happy, and then her arms came around me and we kissed.

I whimpered and kissed hard back, tilting my head against hers as our mouths opened and our tongues started to explore one another's tastes hungrily. Our arms wrapped even tighter around our bodies and our breasts practically crushed together. Below the waists, our individual heats felt like rampant flames as our crotches pressed and then ground together, our legs tangling. I took one last gulp of her saliva and our mouths slowly pulled away from one another, leaving a little string of our mingled tastes across our lips before breaking.

We nuzzled gently, panting hard surprisingly from a lack of air, and I realized we hadn't breathed at all. "That was...so nice, otter..." Leilani whispered to me, and I felt her paw against on my butt, moving down to give my very hot folds a swipe. "Come...I want to take you to the pearls. We will find the largest one we can..." She held my paws as we started swimming again. I was still tingling quite badly from just that little bit of intimacy we had shared, and I desired much more. I reached out with my tail to caress her as we swam further away from the island short, until it was but a line of land in the distance.

At some point not too soon after, we stopped again and tread water. "Here," Leilani smiled and kissed my mouth. "We must dive right here. It is very deep, perhaps 50 fathoms, but I will guide you. Grab hold of my tail as we go. Oh, take some breaths first..." she licked her lips, watching me. "We could be underwater a very, very long time..."

I looked at her, suddenly a bit afraid. How could I possible match her down there in the cold depths? I resolved that the lovely native girl spoke the truth and would not let any harm come to me. Together we timed deep, lung-filled breaths, until I could feel my body starting to relax and my heart slowed down to a crawl. It had been beating wildly earlier on, I can assure you.

When I felt prepared, I signaled Leilani with a nod and she smiled, giving me another kiss before taking one last gasp and diving forward. I immediately rolled forward and quickly latched onto her tail, marveling as the beautiful island goddess glided almost effortlessly with her legs and tail down into deep blue.

I felt pressure as we passed ten fathoms and reached up to paw at my nose, letting a few bubbles drift out until my head felt clear again. At twenty fathoms, I began to feel the intimate crush of the deep against my nethers, and I let out a soft whimper of pleasure as the Pacific held me in its silky cool embrace. No wonder she loves to swim naked, I thought as we dove much deeper. Thirty fathoms became forty, and then fifty. I had never been so deep before, and I clung tightly around Leilani's tail in sudden fear.

A cave came out from the murk of the dark water as we finally neared the bottom a moment later, and I could see around it several forms of glowing lichen stringed across its entrance. Leilani floated in front of me like a watery angel and took my paws, leading me towards the mouth of the undersea cavern. We did not bother to speak at this great depth. We had to conserve precious air.

Leilani swam in first, and as I started to follow, she warded me back with a slash of her ruddertail. I stopped, confused, and then the sea otter looked over her shoulder and motioned me with a paw over her mouth, a signal to keep silent. I nodded and waited as the girl floated just inside the cave, retrieving her dagger from the sheath strapped to her thigh.

Of course, I thought, she is looking for other predators, perhaps sharks or octopuses. We were very, very deep in the sea. It would be no surprise to discover larger, deadlier denizens down here. The idea that she was looking out for my safety filled me with incredible happiness and I floated close enough to hug around her waist from behind. Her tail dipped down between my legs and I eagerly wrapped them around it to hold. We floated suspended for a few seconds more and then Leilani churriped softly and swam inside, with me still clinging to her tail.

The cavern was incredible. It became wider and larger the further we went, a good 20 to 30 yards or more in diameter. As we kicked together, I was amazed first by the complete non-absence of light. Large, gleaming lichen plants strewn on either side of the cavern walls stretched towards the very back of the cavern, as if to light our way. A few large fish wandered in and swam out and around us, going about their business, apparently not bothering with the visitors to their world.

The floor of the cavern gleamed with precious shells of every color in the spectrum, casting a sort of orange-ish neon glow when added to the effect of the lichen. There was a temptation to let go of the island girl and swim down to inspect the shells, but I wanted to stay close to Leilani. Besides, our bodies felt so hot still, and I was suddenly eager for another kiss from her. I looked up at the ceiling of the cavern and realized the seawater had not completely filled. Above provided a few small air pockets and I suddenly relaxed even more, realizing we were perfectly safe here.

Leilani swam onward with her arms, letting me keep her tail ground up against the growing heat between my legs. I was, for lack of a better phrase, randy beyond my wildest dreams, and I wanted to make out some more, perhaps get the otter to give me a little more pleasure than we had already enjoyed. She sensed the squeeze of my legs, and her thick tail rubbed over my sex one or twice, enough to drive me crazy with need. I blew a few bubbles across her back and starting to kiss it through her flowing hair.

Finally we knelt on the cavern floor close to a very large rock covered with lichen and algae strings. Leilani smiled and gave me a quick, but warm kiss before taking my paw and showing me a crevice just below the rock. I could scarcely believe what I was seeing. Black-lipped oysters, the largest I had ever seen in my life. Each one was twice the size of my paw. I burbled at her in astonishment and she nodded, ducking herself down to the bottom of the rock and pawing at one of the shells. She reached for her dagger again and stabbed at the rock surrounding one of the enormous shells until it finally loosened and came free. Leilani then grinned and handed the shell to me, waving the dagger.

I nodded and then smiled, accepting her weapon and going about anxiously prying open the tight shell. It took nearly a moment of rigorous effort, but the lips of the shell finally parted to me, and together we wrenched the rest of the shell open, feeling around the thick oyster meat. My paw felt something hard and I removed my prize. It was a huge black pearl, about half the size of my palm and almost perfectly spherical. My eyes almost bulged as I looked hard at the treasure we had uncovered. The idea of great wealth passed through and then out of my mind as I shook my head and pushed the pearl into Leilani's paws.

"I cannot keep this," I sighed out a stream of bubbles. "It is too much, Leilani."

I expected the island girl to be hurt or sad at my rejection of her gift. Instead she laughed and floated closer to kiss me softly on the mouth. "Coquina..." she whisper-churred, nuzzling my cheek. "I did not say it was yours to keep..." She held the pearl in her paw tightly and we kissed again, slow, passionate, deep tongue-filled kisses, holding our breaths against the Pacific. In time, our paws began to explore. Hers found my breasts and began fondling them, massaging them to the nipple, tweaking the excited nubs with tight pinches that caused me to whimper. My paw meantime found her heat, and it excited me when she spread her legs out enough to allow me to explore her folds with gentle fingers.

In no time, we were both incredibly wanting. She stopped kissing me and moved her head down, nuzzling at my breasts, blowing bubbles over the nipples, and I nearly moaned as I clamped her head against them, her shimmering long black hair blotting my vision. After several kisses and nips along my breasts, she shook her head free of my paws and sank lower, licking my stomach along my crotch, and finally lapping at my aroused, needing mound in several warm strokes. I just about lost my breath at the sensation. I closed my eyes tightly and my arms fell away as I allowed the beautiful sea otter to pleasure me.

For some moments she flicked her tongue over my folds, until I could feel my nethers opening up more to her. I wanted her tongue inside me, to bathe at my waterlogged clit. My eyes still closed tightly, I felt her fingers lighting over my folds and then pulling them open. I felt them next going into me, one by one, slender yet short fingers that I instinctively squeezed with my inner muscles. I felt them going so deep, forcing me to stretch to hold her all. Gods, was she fisting me? I moaned and my heart pounded at the thought of fucking her fist until I climaxed.

I held onto her shoulders, losing my breath in rushes and spurts of bubbles, trembling hard as my sex strained to grip her fist now. It was so hard and smooth-

She kissed me again deeply, and her arms wrapped around me to hug as we shared our tastes, as well as the salty tang of the sea, around our mouths. But even with her paws now clinging to my shoulders, I realized that the erotic intrusion deep inside me was still there. I clenched my folds tight around it again and felt it move! The feeling was so incredible! I cannot describe it. I clenched it again and again, and it seemed to push and then pull inside me, almost as if it were fucking me!

Leilani moaned against my mouth as we continued our kisses, and her paws latched onto my breasts to hold, stimulating my nipples once more with her thumb-pads. I was losing control of my insides now. Whatever it was now inside me was hot and hard and magnificent, and I kept clamping around it over and over to feel it respond. My juices worked up around it, making it easier to move, almost rolling back and forth.

The native girl bent her head to take my nipple into her mouth to bite, and I hugged her head to me, losing the battle to hold back an orgasm. It started with a trickle of heat and then as Leilani clamped tighter to my nipple with her teeth, I lost it completely. With a loud, bubbly cry, my head shooting upwards, I came hugely, gushes of my juices filling and leaving my tunnel in milky wisps. I held the otter-girl's head in a tight grip against my breasts and came a second time, a bit lighter than the first, but no less exquisite in pleasure.

I came down from my high a little weak, churrring softly at her, and she wiggled her head free from my breasts to come up and kiss me passionately again, bringing a paw down between my thighs. I could feel my insides afire and aroused still, and squeezed my inner walls in anticipation as I felt her fingers digging into my sex again. I felt something pulling out of me, and then Leilani was giggling bubbles, holding up something in her paw.

The black pearl.

I looked at it then at her and then started to giggle too, suddenly realizing what I had been clenching inside me all that time. I also thought it had felt incredible, and I wanted to feel it again. We kissed and I realized for the first time, I needed a breath. I pointed to the ceiling and Leilani smiled and nodded, swimming up with me the small distance to one of the big air pockets where we could catch our breaths.

"That was...amazing..." I whimpered, snuggling against her as we floated. Underneath us, I felt her paw moving back to my crotch and I let out a gasp as I felt the pearl being pushed sinfully back into my tunnel. I started to moan as my inners seized upon the pearl and held it tightly, using my muscles to roll it expertly back and forth.

Leilani churred and kissed me deeply before pulling away. "Stay here..." she whispered. She took a deep breath and sunk down below the water in front of me. I felt her whiskers against my thigh and then her mouth brushed over my sex. I whined and tangled my paws into her floating hair. I felt her tongue pushing into my folds, licking over my clit, getting me so wet I was having a hard time keeping a firm grip on the pearl. I felt a firm thrust against me and I cried out in some pain and surprise as her muzzle pushed into me, stretching my walls and hood outwards. I grabbed fiercely to her head, wanting to push her away, but then I felt her tongue entering me much deeper, rolling and lapping it across my inners in several thrusts.

I was nearing another orgasm. Her tongue was so deep. I clenched hard and the pearl rolled inside me, causing even more cascading pleasure. As I neared my edge, I felt her tongue and the pearl close together, and with a tight squeeze around both, I came, still grabbing her head. A burst of bubbles came from the surface, and I thought Leilani was moaning her pleasure too. My inners clenched and released over and over as each orgasm piled onto the last, until I was sure I was clouding the water with my gushes of cum.

All at once, I felt her muzzle pull free from my tunnel and my folds, and then she was surfacing face to face with me. Between her teeth was the pearl. "Oh...my God, otter..." I trembled as I hugged her tightly. "That was sooo...hot...so hot...made me so wet..."

Leilani was panting, almost whining, and it suddenly hit me that the sea otter needed release too. I reached down between her legs to caress her, tracing over swollen, puffy folds of her furry flesh. Oh yes, she needed me so badly. I smiled, knowing what I wanted to do for my lover, and took the pearl from her, ducking down under the water to allow her to breathe.

I sank down her lithe form, stopping to lick and kiss her breasts, running my tongue over the hard black nipples and nibble playfully, stroking her crotch the whole time. I sank lower, kissing down her stomach, skipping over her mound and continuing down her thighs and lower legs. Finally and took hold of her foot and licked and sucked each toe, nipping at the sharp, sheathed claws and protruding webbing between.

I came back up and my head stopped between her thighs. I pressed my cheek against one and pushed an exploring digit into her. I felt her body jerk above me and knew I was doing well. I blew a few bubbles across her mound as my finger slid in and out of her tunnel. As one finger got used to sliding in and out easily, I added a second and then a third. I still had the pearl in my paw and as I pulled out my fingers, already slick, I next pushed the pearl into her. I watched, fascinated, as her folds grabbed hold of the black sphere and then it disappeared inside of her. I slipped my fingers in, feeling around for the pearl, and pushed it deeper into her. Now her folds opened up to me. I could see her clit, the nearly black button of flesh eager for my attentions.

I dipped my head forward and licked her clit gently as her body strained and her muscles tightened. I had no idea how long she would last with the double-pleasure being given her. I had my answer though soon enough as her paws suddenly gripped my head tightly, her claws digging into my scalp, and I heard a muffled scream. I gathered her hot flesh between my teeth and bit down, and she gushed for me. The taste of her cum excited me, and I dug my tongue inside of her tunnel to get more of it. The pearl she had been holding inside of her suddenly appeared in the center of her folds, as if revealing her own treasure.

I delicately parted my mouth until I cool feel the hard, smooth surface against my lips, and then gently pushed into her, just enough to surround the pearl with my teeth and pull it free from her. A gushing of her juices followed and I pawed playfully at the escaping wisps, trying to get more of her cum on my fingers to taste.

In time, I needed air but my legs felt so weak. I wiggled my tail to get momentum to the surface and gasped in front of her, nose to nose. The pearl fell from my mouth and dropped into the water. "Oh..." I cried out, "I should get that for you..." I started to dive but Leilani stopped me with a paw on my shoulder, looking spent and happy.

"Soon, Coquina..." she breathed deeply, starting to kiss me, "Mmm...let us...rest first...then I will take you back. Do you have...a place to stay...on the island?" I did have my boat safely docked on shore, and told her so, but she shook her head. "Tonight, you may stay with me. I will make you dinner." She smiled weakly, caressing my cheek. "Oysters, perhaps?"

"I would love that very much..." I found myself almost moaning before kissing her again with passion and promise.

After we had caught our breaths, we hurried back down to collect our prize, and for the next hour we made passionate ardent love on the cavern floor, sharing the black pearl between us, with our paws and our mouths, coming up briefly to take breaths as needed.

By the time we came out of the cavern, we were both so weak, we had to cling to one another to swim up together to the surface far, far above us.

**

Now as I lay here writing, with the black pearl next to me, I am so aroused. I am hopeful Leilani awakens soon and we can rekindle and renew our desires for one another again.

Ohhh, her tail just moved between my legs, brushing my damp, scented mound.

I smile and reach down to caress it slowly, earning a warm churrr from her.

It appears my lover is awake and wants to play...

I will write back soonest. <3

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