Norbert 5

By Strega

In the course of a week Kathy saw the dark-haired girl three times, each time as the girl lingered for an hour or more at the railed overlook of Norbert's pen.  The big sea lion was not an entrancing sight on dry land, just a long streamlined torpedo of blubber. It was not like seeing him through the floor to ceiling armored glass a floor down, which looked into the big aquarium itself.  In the water he was nimble and swift and you realized how much muscle there was under that sleek hide. There, and during the daily shows where he displayed his agility, he was interesting.  Stretched out on the fake beach next to the water he was dull viewing.

Yet here the woman was, and eventually, after spotting her once more during her own rounds of the sea life center, Kathy approached.

"The dolphins are better viewing," Kathy said, and the woman jumped.  "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.  But the dolphins are more playful, and the otters too. Even the polar bears.  Norbert sleeps a lot."

The dark-haired girl looked her over, taking in the brown docent's uniform and name tag.  "I'm Kathy, by the way."

"Megan," said the girl.  "It's not against the rules to stay here and watch, is it? I just like to look at him."

"It's fine," Kathy said.  "He's more interesting in the water, though."

"I've seen him," said Kathy.  "I came here a while back with my boyfriend."

Below them Norbert roused, and his streamlined head rose like a periscope as he sought out the source of the voices. To Kathy's surprise he let out a long whine entirely unlike his usual belch-like grunts. The odd part of it was he wasn't looking at her.  He made that noise often enough when he saw his secret lover.  No, he was looking at Megan when he made it.

"That's weird," Kathy said as Megan took a sudden step back.  "He doesn't normally do that." Except around me, she did not say.

She watched as Norbert inchwormed his way up to the cement wall and peered up at them.  Now it might be her he was looking at, especially since Megan was walking away and probably out of his view, but it was still very odd. She waited until Megan was out of earshot.

"It's all right, honey," she cooed down to the big sea lion, and if a sea lion could smile, he did.

As Norbert's chief keeper she had a lot of leeway and her solution to the recurring problem of intruders into his pen was to wall off the part of the pen that was under the walkway and create a private area in which he couldn't be seen from above.  You could still reach it by swimming, so Norbert could go swimming in his aquarium, but the idea was that any nocturnal intruders wouldn't see him and would be less likely to sneak into his pen. The viewing public didn't know how dangerous Norbert was and it was in everyone's best interest to hedge out the curious. The hideaway seemed to have the intended effect.  It'd been three months since the last incident - one only she knew about. Security cameras in the "public" part of the exhibit probably helped deter any mischief makers as well.

The hideaway also gave her a private place to meet with the big sea lion, but the nature of those meetings was another thing the other staff members didn't need to know about.  

A week after their brief conversation she saw Megan at Norbert's overlook again and this time he was definitely giving Megan -that- look. The last time it might have been her he was looking at, but this time he craned his neck upward and let out that long whine when she wasn't on the platform. He was telling Megan that he liked her.

"Hi again," she said, and noted the guilty look Megan instantly tried to hide.
 "Norbert likes you.  He hardly ever makes that sound.  Only around people he'd fond of."

"Yes, well," Megan said, "I don't know why he'd do that.  Before last week I'd only seen him once, with my boyfriend."

"When was that?", Kathy asked.  "I have a good memory for faces and I don't remember seeing you before."

"It was months ago," Megan said.  "My boyfriend had this stupid plan...oh, I shouldn't talk about it."

"Look, it's all right," Kathy said, giving her a comforting pat on the shoulder. "We're right next to the college, we get students trying crazy stunts all the time. Just last week someone snuck into the dolphin display. About the only one that doesn't get broken into at least once a year is the polar bears.  Even Norbert gets nighttime visitors.  We had to wall off part of his pen and put up cameras -"

That made Megan flinch.  "They're new, right?  They weren't there six months ago?"

"Shh.  They're new.  Less than a month old.  Look, I can see you need to talk about this.  I have a little nook downstairs next to Norbert's private space.  Let's talk there."

"We were both drunk," Megan said as they went down the steps.  She shut up as a couple of people went by the other way, then continued when they were out of earshot.  "He was trying to get into this, this stupid fraternity."

They were in the viewing area now, with floor to ceiling glass separating them from the aquarium.  Norbert had seen them go down the stairs and now he was sliding past on the other side of the glass, movements so smooth and graceful you forgot how he waddled on land.  He steered with his fore-flippers and kicked with the hind ones, like a diver in swim fins but so much more at home in the water. He could hold his breath for fifteen minutes and he didn't bother to surface as he swept back and forth peering at them.

Kathy's key opened the door into her little shack of an office, only ten by twelve feet and nearly filled with a desk and bookshelves full of zoological texts.  It was built against one end of the great window and she hid a smile as Norbert swept past with an erection. He hid those under his bulk when around others on land but the long swell of his swollen sheath was obvious to her trained eye.

"So the fraternity," she said as she and Megan sat, one in the chair and one on the desk.

"They wouldn't let Randy in.  He was too dull. Had no stories to tell. That night we were drinking and he had this idea, a crazy one.  We'd sneak in and he'd film me as I, as I did things with Norbert."

Kathy had her suspicions but thought she'd have to tease it out of Megan.  Instead it came out bluntly on its own that she couldn't control herself.  "It was you!" Kathy cried, and Megan almost jumped out of the chair.  "When Norbert got so affectionate all of a sudden I didn't know what to make of it.  He never did anything like that before. Suddenly he was horny around me and I couldn't figure out why."

Megan cringed.  "It was stupid.  And Randy ran off in the middle of it with his phone and I haven't seen him since.  I bet he sold it to some weird porn company."

Kathy thought about that. "What kind of phone was it?"

"The phone?  Why? I think it was an Iphone 5."

"You don't have anything to worry about, honey.  He must have dropped the phone when he ran, we found it waterlogged and ruined.  There's no footage of you and Norbert."

"Oh, thank God," Megan whispered.  "I wonder why he ran then."

"Maybe he realized what a bad idea it all was.  He's probably afraid you'll turn him in for coming up with the whole thing."

That, of course, was a lie.  It wasn't just the phone they found, but sneakers, and underwear, shorts and a t-shirt turned up while cleaning the aquarium, some with obvious signs of having been through a digestive tract. It wasn't unheard-of for animals to gobble up things thrown into their pens and they hadn't been sure at the time but she was sure now.  Her ex-boyfriend wasn't going to be telling anyone about their little nocturnal adventure.

Somehow Norbert had swallowed him up without Megan noticing and and Randall lived on now only as sea lion fat. It wasn't the only time a meeting between Norbert and an intruder ended with a belch; she'd seen x-rays of half-digested skeletons stretched out in his lengthy stomach.  She'd even seen him swallow a man, but Megan could never know about that.

"Well," Megan said with a ghost of a smile, "At least it was fun.  I suppose you have to turn me in now."

"I should," Kathy replied.  "But you did me a favor.  Before that Norbert was just another exhibit, but after that...well, he's very friendly when he gets to like you."

"Not you too! You and Norbert!"

"A sea lion could theoretically be a very good lover if a woman were so inclined," Kathy said, "strong tongue, tickly whiskers, and downstairs, well, not small."
"Not small is right," Megan said dreamily. "I don't think I got more than half into me."

"He remembers you," Kathy said.  "See?" Megan looked up at the sea lion hovering head-up on the other side of the glass and blinked. His hard-on was obvious even to her now.

"It's against the law, of course," Kathy said, "So obviously any such attraction must be unrequited. Now, what did you say your major was again?"

"Veterinary medicine," Megan said, Kathy hid a smile. There were vets who loved animals and then there was the occasional one who -loved- animals. The latter must be very discreet to keep their jobs and hopefully Megan would be more circumspect in the future - if her attraction to Norbert were more than an alcohol-fueled fling. Goodness knows she herself had never considered that sort of thing until a broad strong tongue and whiskery muzzle changed her mind.

She should really let the whole thing go. No one knew about her and Norbert and no one would believe a random college student. She had a good thing going with the sea lion. But there was no one she could talk to about it, either.  Here was someone with a shared experience, at last.

"Well, it's water under the bridge," Kathy said.  "But it doesn't have to be a bad experience. No one was hurt," she said with a straight face, considering the boyfriend's slimy digestive fate. He'd probably provoked Norbert somehow.  "And I am allowed an assistant of my choice.  The pay's just a trifle but If you'd like some extracurricular experience, it'd look good on your resume."

"Doing what?"

"It's not glamorous.  Cleaning pens, feeding the animals - which is more work than you'd think - assisting in minor medical checkups, acting as a gofer. You do learn what it's like to be around animals, though."

"And that's all?" Megan watched Norbert sweep by behind the glass, still erect.

"You could say hello to Norbert, of course.  If you want to. You could come by tonight after eight, if you're interested..."

And that was how it happened that Kathy worked late that evening. Still dressed in her work clothes she met Megan at the gate and signed her in on the after-hours form. She even made one of the "visitor" ID badges that always made people feel important.

Norbert was already asleep when they looked down from the railing, but Kathy only had to click her tongue to make his head pop up off the concrete. She nodded toward the water and the big sea lion slipped in with barely a ripple. There was no sign of him surfacing as they went down the stairs to the intermediate level between the railed overlook and the glass-lined viewing area.  Kathy unlocked a "Staff Only" door next to a couple of vending machines and Megan raised an eyebrow as she locked it again behind them.  They were in Norbert's hideaway, a ten by twenty concrete-floored area accessible only via the door and a narrow strip of water. The big sea lion popped up out of that as Kathy turned the lights on.

"Good evening, Norbert honey," Kathy said, and patted the big sea lion on his wet head.  She got a whiskery nuzzle and a lick on her wrist in return, and Norbert peered at them, his muzzle going back and forth as he looked from one to the other.
"This is Megan, dear," Kathy went on.  "You met her once before. Remember what she smells like?"

Megan reluctantly extended her hand, then smiled as she got a friendly lick as well.  "He does have a big tongue, doesn't he?"

"Mm-hmm," Kathy said, and made a show of checking some info on a clipboard next to the door. Behind her Megan was sniffed all over. He was a very big beastie, more than ten feet long and eleven hundred pounds of sea lion, but Megan didn't seem intimidated at all.  The whiskery muzzle and wet nose made her smile until Norbert's nose rose from her knee and went smoothly up under her skirt.

"He's - wait, oh god," she squeaked, but she didn't step back. When Kathy turned back Megan was holding the sea lion's thick neck with both hands and his head was out of sight. "Oh. Oh my."

After only a few seconds she was thrusting her hips against the sea lion's unseen muzzle and a flush was spreading down her neck to the visible parts of her breasts. Norbert's tongue was strong and he knew where to lick after months of playing with Kathy. His whiskers didn't hurt, either.  She knew that from personal experience.

"Norbert, dear," Kathy said, and his head popped back into view, his muzzle even wetter than before. The remains of a pair of panties hung from his fangs, carefully nibbled free from Megan without scratching her.  Kathy made a little circular motion with her finger and the big sea lion rolled onto his back. Megan stared wide-eyed at the ponderous bulge of his sheath and the wrist-thick exposed tip but then a fore-flipper nudged her down onto his muzzle again. She bit her lower lip as Kathy settled down next to the sea lion and began to knead his sheath.

"He definitely likes you," Kathy said conversationally as Norbert's heavy penis slid into view above her hands. He was more than twice as long as any man she'd been with - not that there had been many - and she could only grip maybe a third of his length, but a pleased groan emerged from beneath Megan's skirt as she began to pump and Norbert's lower body arched, thrusting against her hands.

"Wait," Megan breathed, and stopped pushing herself against the sea lion's invisible muzzle.  "Wait, hold on."

Norbert didn't stop licking until she pressed a hand through her skirt against his muzzle but then his head reappeared, ink-dark eyes blinking quizzically.  He didn't stop thrusting against Kathy's hands, though, and Kathy looked at Megan with the same questioning look.

"I want to ride him," Megan said, and Kathy tilted her head, but she let Norbert's heavy cock slap down on his belly.  The beginnings of a disappointed groan rolled out of the aroused sea lion but that tapered off when he saw Megan stepping down the length of his body.  Kathy held Megan's hand to balance her as she turned front to back, Megan's other hand reaching down to grip Norbert's shaft and direct it upward.

Before Kathy could ask if she was sure she wanted to do it, Megan stepped up onto Norbert's blubbery abdomen with one knee and then the other.  Such was the length of the sea lion's cock that as she straddled him there was nowhere for it to go but in.  Megan moaned as Norbert's ponderous cock slipped in and the sea lion wasted no time resuming his thrusting. Both soon worked out how much of him would fit in her and the answer, for both of them, was "enough."

The temptation was to switch places with Megan and let Norbert lick her out as the younger woman fucked him, but Megan gripped her hand as she bounced. What followed didn't take very long at all.

Norbert, horny when he came into the hideaway and jacked off afterward, thrust enthusiastically upward into the moaning woman for maybe a minute before letting out a shuddering groan. After six months of sea lion-on-human sex he was ready, willing and able to fuck a woman and his hind flippers slapped the concrete as he came.

Kathy well knew how much goo spurted out of him when he did and she was not surprised to see Megan's head go back in shock. The gasp and shiver that followed meant she had followed the big sea lion into orgasm, her fingers digging into his rubbery hide and her other hand almost crushing Megan's.

"God," she muttered as she shivered.  "God he's big."

As they both relaxed, and as Norbert's ponderous cock began to shrink and withdraw, Kathy pried her fingers loose from Megan's grip and got a tech wipe from the small store of supplies in the corner.  The heavy industrial paper towel was just what was needed to absorb the volumes of glutenous sea lion semen that would soon drip from Megan's pussy.

They were soon sitting on two little rolling chairs next to the very relaxed sea lion, who watched them out of his dark eyes as they chatted. Kathy left her hand on his sheath, and occasionally he ground himself against her palm. Through the insulation of his fatty hide she could feel his withdrawn cock shift, half erect. He was telling her he could go again whenever she wanted.  A bull sea lion has to be able to service a beach full of sea lion cows, after all, but he was never aggressive with a lover a tenth his mass.  Kathy was always in charge.

"He's...friendly," Megan said, blushing.

"Yes, he is.  If you come to work here, we could do this occasionally.  But no one else can know."

There was, of course, one way to dispose of Megan if she proved to be a gossip. If Norbert were up for it, that is.  When he decided he didn't like someone they ceased to be a problem soon thereafter. And Megan was small enough that the bulge would hardly show.  But he liked Megan...well, worry about what when and if it happened.

"I think I'm interested," Megan said, her eyes straying to the pink tip that had reappeared from Norbert's sheath. Fleshy and shapeless it was nothing like a man's. It was bigger, for one thing.

Kathy stood, leaving her panties on the floor, and stepped over Norbert's chest facing away from his muzzle. Familiar with this game he compliantly lifted his whiskery snout to reach her pussy, following her along as she wriggled away from him, and soon, still being licked, she was able to reach his cock. He didn't need any help this time.  By the time she got there he was already unsheathed.

"It's also important to be tidy," Kathy said, and wrapped her mouth around his tip for a moment. When it reappeared she continued, "It all has to be wiped up or..."

"Or swallowed, yes," Megan said with a smile, and now there were four hands and two mouths working on Norbert's cock. Out of sight behind Kathy's hips the sea lion blinked. This was a new thing, an improvement, even. His fragile little lover was now two and there were finally enough hands to mimic the lengthy pussy of a real sea lion cow. Not that the sex before had been bad, mind you, but this was even better.

"I wonder what anal with him would be like," Megan said when it wasn't her turn to suck.

"I've thought about it. It's nothing to try without practicing first," Kathy said. "Get some toys and try them out. Remember, he's eighteen inches long. He could straighten out your whole lower intestine."

They were silent as Norbert thrust against two sets of hands, and as they watched beads of watery pre-cum appear at his tip. Once they banged foreheads as both tried to suck at once.

Norbert groaned and shivered, pausing in his licking for a moment.  Powerful things were happening at the base of his cock, warm and pleasurable and soon to be unstoppable things.  Kathy had sucked him off before, and he knew she kept things neat, but now there were two of them.  Someone was about to get a big mouthful of his seed. He just didn't know who yet.