A night with the nymphs 1/?kinkmistressMarch 24 2011, 23:21:36 UTC
The older Faun sighed as he lowered himself on a stone. He had been traveling a fortnight and had yet to find a place of his liking. Fauns were not meant to move, the woodlands of their birth were where they should be and dwell forever, but fires and farmers made his home grow dense and uncomfortable. He gazed up at Selene, her moon illuminating the earth as she played her harp. In his own woods the nymphs would be playing and singing in honour of her now. He sighed as he recalled the enchanting sight, finding the image so clear he could swear he heard them even now. A splash of water was heard and he blinked. His imagination wasn't 'that' good. He crept closer the coming hedges and peeked through the green leaves. Before him was a most familiar sight.
Soft fair forms danced and played in Selene her light, their long hair playing around their bodies like a smoke or breeze of leaves reminding all who would gaze upon them that these were no ordinary maidens. Another came from a tree, her green hair playing around her body as she stood in full bloom, soft blossoms falling on her breasts as she stood before them, no shame as she stepped as lightly as a fea towards the water. And in the water she reached until she pulled out a maiden of blue, whose hair was wavy as the sea and whose skin gleamed in all its pearly beauty. Pulling the water nymph close to her green skin they embraced, and without abandon they kissed as lovers would. The others gathered around them as they waited for their kisses, each one a vision of loveliness. And Phill found his mouth agape at the sight. Allowing his gaze to play along their bodies, without shame or worry. His instinct was to chase them, to hunt them through the woods, and his blood boiled at the notion. The spring evening air was rich with their scents and he purred at the thought of them.
He gazed upward at Selene once more, whose loving gaze was set on her daughters and he wondered if another faun had made his home in these woods, or if any other had marked these maidens as his prey. But all other smells were coated with their flowery scent, beckoning him closer. The very wind whispered sweet nothings into his body and filled him with a lustful tune he did not know how to express.
He swallowed his doubts as he walked out from behind the shrubs stopping only for a second to feel their energies embrace him like a warm blanket. The green nymph noticed him first, her big green eyes betraying nothing of the doubt he was exciting to find there. The maidens gathered round the stream to gaze down at him, halting their singing and laughter to just look at him. He felt on edge the want for a chase running through his blood but something about the way they looked at him.
One of the smaller nymphs walked up to him, her blueish skin shining in that magical way it had done before, and as she came closer he noticed the goosebumps littering her skin. When she knelt down before him she faced him with a look of wonder. She reached a hand to him, touching his face with a cool hand, or perhaps it was him who was burning up.
"Why will you not run?" He whispered as she touched his ears. A giggle that reminded him of silver bells. "Because you wouldn't catch us if we did." He wanted to ask but before he could she wrapped her long blue arms around his broad shoulders and pulled him into her. When their lips met his body raged with the scent of her, the feel of her skin upon his like a cool stream to bring down his fever. Never before had a chase filled him with want like this had. He pulled her closer and pushed his tongue into her, a sound emitting from her as he let his tongue roam her cool waiting mouth. Her arms holding him close to her body as she pressed her lilly breasts to his hard chest, body shivering with something. Could she be feeling what he was feeling? This burning? How could anything as cool as her burn?
Re: A night with the nymphs 2/?kinkmistressMarch 24 2011, 23:29:51 UTC
The kiss ended to quickly and he growled at the loss of her cool touch. When he realized the other nymphs had surrounded them, laying on their side, head propped up, laying on their stomach, some where kneeling and leaning in. Warm smiles and flushed cheeks as they watched them. The blue skinned nymph panted as he cheeks flashes. And the green haired maiden from before spoke up. "Master Faun, me next please!"
And so he went round kissing each of the maidens finding a familiar feeling grow in between his legs at the feel of them. One of the nymphs noticed as she pushed him down so he was sitting, legs spread to show off his impressive length. He was unsure but the maidens giggled so playfully. The blue skinned nymph laid down on her stomach in-between his legs as she let her cool blue hands touch his length softly. And he gasped at the feel of her, that natural coolness that washed over him brought him more warmth than any fire had ever done. He wanted to sit up and watch her but was pushed down by another as she kissed him once again, her green hair falling over his arm, her hand playing with his goatee as she moaned into his mouth. Another hand was felt playing along his abdomen, stroking his chest when a hot mouth lapped over his skin, another came to his side, bringing his hand to her lips as she hungrily sucked on one of the digits. He moaned at the feeling of her moist mouth around him and felt the fingers at his length hesitate, only to be replaced by a cool mouth.
He felt his body shimmer with the spring evening as if their very essence were running through his body, he found his free hand wandering a body, he could barely remember who it belonged to, cupping small breasts into his hand as he played with the nipples, emitting more lovely sounds from the nymphs, as if they could all feel it, as if they were a single connected body. And he moaned as the cool tongue played along the very tip of his length and he pulled the green haired nymph towards him. Her flushed cheeks and wanton eyes betraying a need he could relate too. He let his free hand wander her body until it came to rest between her green high, taut with the wonder of what would come next. And as he reached closer he could feel the heat emitting from her folds and the sweet smells that surrounded her. And as he pushed his fingers to play along the line of them a collective gasp racked through the group of maidens. The one at his manhood halting her delightful actions only a second. And as he pressed in-between the moist folds they moaned, and he touched and played, feeling their bodies shiver with each touch, and when he entered her and fingered her he could almost hear their voices resound like waves crashed over him.
He felt his other hand being guided down as well, soft hands placing him in-between her thighs where he offered her the same treatment as he was the other. The maidens moaned and he felt a second mouth join the cooler one at his length, lapping and playing with him in-between them, synchronized tongues that worked together so perfectly he could almost not believe they had never done this before. And his orgasm racked through him, drawing shivers down his spine as he tried to keep from calling out. A familiar drowsiness came to him but the feel of the maidens at his hands was enough to keep him awake.
The maidens at his length were playing with him again, awakening his manhood with their playful touches and supple lips, he moaned as he felt one of the maidens tighten around his fingers, her body shivering as she gasped and moaned soon followed by the maiden at his other hand. A smug smile as they moaned at the loss of his fingers. "Come on ladies, there is enough of Phill to go around." And the maidens giggled.
Re: A night with the nymphs 3/3kinkmistressMarch 24 2011, 23:37:47 UTC
He could not tell how it happened but one of the maidens was sitting against a tree, spreading her legs as she beckoned him closer, guiding him in-between her folds where he felt his length pulse with need. He entered her slowly and the collective moans were almost enough to drive him over the edge. He felt another nymph at his back, her body pressed flush against his as she rocked her hips with his, her hands roaming his chest, tangling themselves in his chest hair and playing with his nipples. Another leaned over the maiden bucking beneath him and started kissing her lilly breasts, sucking at her nipples. Another had taken to playing with herself as she watched them, there were others, he knew it, he could almost feel their presence as he rode the wave of their energies each time he slammed into her.
Her opening warm and welcoming, the flowery scents making his mouth water as the nypmh behind him kissed him. Another nibbled his ear and he could feel a hand playing with his tail as he slammed into the lithe body beneath him. Her back arched as a cry escaped her and the women at his ears moaned and gasped much the same as the felt her orgasm running through them much the same.
As evening went and Selene was already low in the sky when they laid together like lovers, legs thrown over his form and arms embracing him kissing him and thanking him, bodies emitting familiar smells and sounds. And only when Apollo his light came bleeding through the horizon did the maidens moan and stretch their long limbs as they untangled themselves from him, last kisses and goodbyes were shared as the last of the maidens stood. And he sat and watched as they tangled themselves in branches or submerged themselves in the water, evaporated in the air or disappeared into the ground. And he sighed as he leaned against the tree and felt the morning breeze play through his fur.
I did not expect a fill, much less one this amazingly HOT?!
I loved the way you described everything, so sensual~ and the nymphs gave off this innocent yet mischievious sexual energy which was PERFECT. Ah, Phil, you lucky goat, you!
Thank you soSO much for this! I'll DEFINITELY be rereading this for a whilefff
He gazed up at Selene, her moon illuminating the earth as she played her harp. In his own woods the nymphs would be playing and singing in honour of her now. He sighed as he recalled the enchanting sight, finding the image so clear he could swear he heard them even now.
A splash of water was heard and he blinked. His imagination wasn't 'that' good. He crept closer the coming hedges and peeked through the green leaves. Before him was a most familiar sight.
Soft fair forms danced and played in Selene her light, their long hair playing around their bodies like a smoke or breeze of leaves reminding all who would gaze upon them that these were no ordinary maidens.
Another came from a tree, her green hair playing around her body as she stood in full bloom, soft blossoms falling on her breasts as she stood before them, no shame as she stepped as lightly as a fea towards the water. And in the water she reached until she pulled out a maiden of blue, whose hair was wavy as the sea and whose skin gleamed in all its pearly beauty. Pulling the water nymph close to her green skin they embraced, and without abandon they kissed as lovers would.
The others gathered around them as they waited for their kisses, each one a vision of loveliness. And Phill found his mouth agape at the sight. Allowing his gaze to play along their bodies, without shame or worry. His instinct was to chase them, to hunt them through the woods, and his blood boiled at the notion. The spring evening air was rich with their scents and he purred at the thought of them.
He gazed upward at Selene once more, whose loving gaze was set on her daughters and he wondered if another faun had made his home in these woods, or if any other had marked these maidens as his prey. But all other smells were coated with their flowery scent, beckoning him closer. The very wind whispered sweet nothings into his body and filled him with a lustful tune he did not know how to express.
He swallowed his doubts as he walked out from behind the shrubs stopping only for a second to feel their energies embrace him like a warm blanket.
The green nymph noticed him first, her big green eyes betraying nothing of the doubt he was exciting to find there.
The maidens gathered round the stream to gaze down at him, halting their singing and laughter to just look at him. He felt on edge the want for a chase running through his blood but something about the way they looked at him.
One of the smaller nymphs walked up to him, her blueish skin shining in that magical way it had done before, and as she came closer he noticed the goosebumps littering her skin. When she knelt down before him she faced him with a look of wonder. She reached a hand to him, touching his face with a cool hand, or perhaps it was him who was burning up.
"Why will you not run?" He whispered as she touched his ears. A giggle that reminded him of silver bells. "Because you wouldn't catch us if we did." He wanted to ask but before he could she wrapped her long blue arms around his broad shoulders and pulled him into her. When their lips met his body raged with the scent of her, the feel of her skin upon his like a cool stream to bring down his fever. Never before had a chase filled him with want like this had.
He pulled her closer and pushed his tongue into her, a sound emitting from her as he let his tongue roam her cool waiting mouth. Her arms holding him close to her body as she pressed her lilly breasts to his hard chest, body shivering with something. Could she be feeling what he was feeling? This burning? How could anything as cool as her burn?
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The blue skinned nymph panted as he cheeks flashes. And the green haired maiden from before spoke up. "Master Faun, me next please!"
And so he went round kissing each of the maidens finding a familiar feeling grow in between his legs at the feel of them. One of the nymphs noticed as she pushed him down so he was sitting, legs spread to show off his impressive length. He was unsure but the maidens giggled so playfully. The blue skinned nymph laid down on her stomach in-between his legs as she let her cool blue hands touch his length softly. And he gasped at the feel of her, that natural coolness that washed over him brought him more warmth than any fire had ever done. He wanted to sit up and watch her but was pushed down by another as she kissed him once again, her green hair falling over his arm, her hand playing with his goatee as she moaned into his mouth.
Another hand was felt playing along his abdomen, stroking his chest when a hot mouth lapped over his skin, another came to his side, bringing his hand to her lips as she hungrily sucked on one of the digits. He moaned at the feeling of her moist mouth around him and felt the fingers at his length hesitate, only to be replaced by a cool mouth.
He felt his body shimmer with the spring evening as if their very essence were running through his body, he found his free hand wandering a body, he could barely remember who it belonged to, cupping small breasts into his hand as he played with the nipples, emitting more lovely sounds from the nymphs, as if they could all feel it, as if they were a single connected body. And he moaned as the cool tongue played along the very tip of his length and he pulled the green haired nymph towards him. Her flushed cheeks and wanton eyes betraying a need he could relate too.
He let his free hand wander her body until it came to rest between her green high, taut with the wonder of what would come next. And as he reached closer he could feel the heat emitting from her folds and the sweet smells that surrounded her. And as he pushed his fingers to play along the line of them a collective gasp racked through the group of maidens. The one at his manhood halting her delightful actions only a second.
And as he pressed in-between the moist folds they moaned, and he touched and played, feeling their bodies shiver with each touch, and when he entered her and fingered her he could almost hear their voices resound like waves crashed over him.
He felt his other hand being guided down as well, soft hands placing him in-between her thighs where he offered her the same treatment as he was the other. The maidens moaned and he felt a second mouth join the cooler one at his length, lapping and playing with him in-between them, synchronized tongues that worked together so perfectly he could almost not believe they had never done this before.
And his orgasm racked through him, drawing shivers down his spine as he tried to keep from calling out. A familiar drowsiness came to him but the feel of the maidens at his hands was enough to keep him awake.
The maidens at his length were playing with him again, awakening his manhood with their playful touches and supple lips, he moaned as he felt one of the maidens tighten around his fingers, her body shivering as she gasped and moaned soon followed by the maiden at his other hand. A smug smile as they moaned at the loss of his fingers. "Come on ladies, there is enough of Phill to go around." And the maidens giggled.
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He felt another nymph at his back, her body pressed flush against his as she rocked her hips with his, her hands roaming his chest, tangling themselves in his chest hair and playing with his nipples.
Another leaned over the maiden bucking beneath him and started kissing her lilly breasts, sucking at her nipples. Another had taken to playing with herself as she watched them, there were others, he knew it, he could almost feel their presence as he rode the wave of their energies each time he slammed into her.
Her opening warm and welcoming, the flowery scents making his mouth water as the nypmh behind him kissed him. Another nibbled his ear and he could feel a hand playing with his tail as he slammed into the lithe body beneath him. Her back arched as a cry escaped her and the women at his ears moaned and gasped much the same as the felt her orgasm running through them much the same.
As evening went and Selene was already low in the sky when they laid together like lovers, legs thrown over his form and arms embracing him kissing him and thanking him, bodies emitting familiar smells and sounds. And only when Apollo his light came bleeding through the horizon did the maidens moan and stretch their long limbs as they untangled themselves from him, last kisses and goodbyes were shared as the last of the maidens stood. And he sat and watched as they tangled themselves in branches or submerged themselves in the water, evaporated in the air or disappeared into the ground. And he sighed as he leaned against the tree and felt the morning breeze play through his fur.
"I'm home."
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I did not expect a fill, much less one this amazingly HOT?!
I loved the way you described everything, so sensual~ and the nymphs gave off this innocent yet mischievious sexual energy which was PERFECT. Ah, Phil, you lucky goat, you!
Thank you soSO much for this! I'll DEFINITELY be rereading this for a whilefff
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