He began to regret his decision to try cliff diving as the water disoriented him making it impossible for him to find his way to air. As he struggled he something approaching, as the shape closer and became clearer he saw that it was a beautiful woman with green eyes that swimming towards him and as she parted her soft supple lips she engulfed him.
Soon he was warm. Something soft was pushing him against something hard. He could feel a tugging at his feet, like under-toe. He could breathe again! In his delirium he clutched at this pink sanctuary the way a ship-wrecked savior grabs at dry land. He felt and heard a rumbling in his haven, it sounded almost like a moan. The vibration made him realize two things. One was that he had lost his swim trunks in his ordeal and the second was that the adrenaline had made him as hard as he had ever been.
Grateful to be alive and knowing there�d be time to panic later he settled in, intent on enjoying his rescue. He smiled to himself over the happy union of slickness, warmth and bumpy texture that he was sprawled across; he smiled wider when he realized how nice it felt pressed against every inch of him.
He woke to something very different. He was spooning something, after a few moments he realized he was nuzzling a very very large breast. He looked up in a daze to see glossy lips smiling at him and sparkling green eyes looking more amused than he liked.
 
-Hi there fish-man.
-Uh, Hi. Wait why would you call me a fish-man.
-Well because you were in the water and I caught you and you tasted good.
-Thanks I think. About the tasting good. Definitely thank you for saving me.
-You�re welcome; you made it very hard for me not to swallow you up.
-Uh again, thanks, but I am in no way a fish.
-Suit yourself.
 
The highly unsettled man realized that the earlier part of his day hadn�t actually been a stress induced hallucination.
 
-Why am I here?
Her smile grew and in a mock pensive tone she asked in return:
-Isn�t the question we all ask at some time or another?
 
By this time he was absent-mindedly pacing the woman�s body muttering to himself some nonsense until he tripped over her navel.
 
-Careful there. You are here because I caught you.
 
*LICK*
 
-And I haven�t decided what I want to do with you yet.
-Like what? You gonna eat me?!?! He scoffed trying to feel brave.
-It�s a consideration. You are very tasty.
 
*LICK*
 
-But if I did then you wouldn�t be here anymore and I don�t think I�d like that. Maybe you could be a snack of some sort, like a lolli-pop. I could just suck on you for as long as I like and then take you out when I�m satisfied. That could work. Then I could eat you and have you too.
 
The young man stared at her completely dumb-founded. To illustrate her point she tilted her head back and raised him high in the air. He heard a giggle as he got closer and felt her breath like a hot breeze all over his body. Then it was dark. He felt all those textures from earlier, the difference this time was her tongue. It was massaging him, toying with him and sucking on him just like she said she would. He felt another moan shake his body. Then he was pulled and placed between he breasts again, when the temperature change caused him to shiver her gently squeezed him between her breasts. He had to admit it beat a cup of hot coco.
 
-See that wasn�t soooooo bad, yes far too yummy to actually eat. I think this will work out nicely. You can be my snack and I get to suck on you whenever I want. So what do I call you or I just start listing off desserts till you come?
 
He was he managed to let her know that his name was Derek. Before he could tell his giddy captor anything more they both heard a loud growl echoing in the cave. She looked befuddled for a moment. They heard it again and she looked him over and giggled. The breast on either side of him bounced along with the sound.
 
-That�s you silly. The cave does funny things with sound, it was your tummy. You must be starving and here I am talking about yummy desserts. You must think I�m terribly rude.
 
After having it pointed out he realized he didn�t know when the last time he ate was. She placed him on a soft bed of leaves. She took a few long strides towards the mouth of the cave and looked back at him.
 
-This isn�t going to work. I can�t leave you here unattended. You might run-off and get yourself killed or eaten. And it�s not like I can park you on my shoulder like some sort of parrot.
 
A look of enlightenment dawned on her pretty face and she sat down in front of him and began to finger and stroke the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. Being a visual creature he got hard despite himself.
 
-That ought to do it. Now you�ll be safe.
 
With that she slid him inside of her. Somehow he was finding air to breathe inside his wet tight confines. He felt her move and stand. Every move she made squeezed him a bit. He pushed back reflexively the way you do when someone presses on the back of your seat on a plane. He began to notice she was getting wetter. All her fidgeting was turning her on. It wasn�t long before he realized she�d started squeezing him on purpose. Another moan shook him; although it felt different then it had in her mouth. He felt her stop and bend every now and then for what he could only assume was picking out his food.
 
After a while he felt her lie down. Derek assumed this was when he was meant to make his way out. Something was blocking his way. It was her finger! She was going to cum with him inside her. As she got wetter, she moaned louder and he struggled to free himself, only to be thrust back in after he had made any head way. Her moans went silent and then her pussy was clutching and squeezing him, milking him
 
There was the occasional twitch accompanied by a giggle when she was done. She whimpered as he slowly made his way out. He saw the feast waiting for him by the fire and he began to inhale it. A dreamy voice from behind him murmured;
-Yes eating you would be such a waste; this is a much better plan.