A young man meets three beautiful women with a secret.
This is a fantastical story with a focus on group sex and impregnation. I hope you enjoy it.
Ian sat in his beach chair, reading a book while he enjoyed the warm rays of the sun. Well, he was half reading his book. The other half of his attention was on the girls. It was nothing new for him to be distracted by the sight of girls in bikinis while at the beach. Really, what guy his age wouldn’t? But this time, it wasn’t just any random girl passing by. He and his family had arrived here on vacation about a week ago, taking up residence in one of the rented beach houses. A trio of girls a few years older than him occupied the house right next door, and it was the three of them who had firmly held his attention ever since.
As he saw the girls approaching, he looked up from his book with his eyes only, not lifting his head so they wouldn’t know that he was looking. They had been swimming in the ocean and were now walking back to their towels and parasol, which were close to his chair. This was his favourite part, watching the three lovely girls emerging from the ocean, with their wet bikinis clinging tightly to their shiny skin. Not only were they all beautiful, but they were all different, making the sight of the three of them together all the more enticing.
Juliet was the one with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a lovely hourglass figure, slender but with full breasts and womanly hips. Megan was the one with wavy red hair, green eyes, and pale skin dotted with freckles. She was even curvier than Juliet, with a pair of veritable melons that wobbled alluringly in the tight confines of her bikini top as she walked. Lastly, Zoey was the one with long black hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. She was the most slender, with modest but perky breasts and a full, toned butt. Despite their differences, they were all youthful and feminine, with big eyes and full lips. Any one of them would normally be “the hot one” in a group of girls, making this trio a truly remarkable one.
As he gazed at them, Juliet happened to turn her head in his direction and their eyes met. He felt a brief pang of panic, wondering if she knew about his perverted thoughts, but she just smiled at him and raised her hand. “Hey, Ian! How’s your book?”
He lowered the book, facing them for real. “Pretty good.” But not as good as the view. “I wasn’t sold at first, but the plot is picking up now. How’s the water?” He carefully shifted in his seat, making sure that his half-swollen cock remained tucked between his thighs.
“It’s lovely. Nice and cold but not too cold, you know?” She playfully dropped down onto her towel, making her breasts bounce inside her top and droplets of water scatter off her body.
“Zoey totally left us in the dust though,” Megan said playfully, while bunching up her mane of red hair and squeezing out the excess water.
Zoey gracefully settled down on her towel next to Juliet, legs crossed. “It’s not my fault that you guys are too slow.”
“I’m not as hydrodynamic as you, okay?” Megan trailed her hand between her breasts, swiping away some droplets of water that had settled in her deep cleavage. Then she nudged them with the back of her hand, making them wobble some more to reinforce the point. “Don’t you see all this extra weight I’m carrying?”
Zoey chuckled. “Hey, don’t call me flat when there’s a boy with us. You’ll make me look bad.” She swept back her long black hair, causing water droplets to trail down her toned back.
“Oh, don’t be dramatic, we all know you’re not lacking.” Megan turned to Ian with a naughty smile. “Hey Ian, you think Zoey has nice boobies, right?”
While they were talking, he had been covertly darting his eyes around at all the lovely goods on display, but now he felt called out. His cock throbbed nervously as he felt his face flushing. The answer was obviously yes, but he didn’t dare to admit that.
Thankfully, Zoey interjected with a pointing finger. “You don’t have to answer that!”
He performatively pulled his eyes away. “I, uh… have the right to remain silent.” If he was in their league at all, he would have thought that such a brazen question might be a way of hitting on him, but of course that couldn’t be. A woman as gorgeous as her wouldn’t actually be into an average guy like him, let alone one younger than her. He was legally an adult, but to them he probably still seemed like a kid. Someone they could toy around with for some chuckles, but who wasn’t any serious contender.
Megan waved her hand dismissively as she sat down on her towel as well. “Alright, alright, I already know the answer anyways.”
“Guys, stop embarrassing him, it’s not nice,” Juliet said in a gentle voice. “Ian, have you taken a swim yet?”
“No, but I think I will.” He could use a cooldown, in more ways than one. “Are you three doing anything else today?” As usual, he hoped they would stick around a while longer. It was always a shame to see them go.
“We’re going to the city after we dry off, right girls?” Juliet said. Megan and Zoey nodded enthusiastically. “But we’ll see you again tomorrow, I’m sure!”
The four of them exchanged some more small talk before Ian got up to take a dip in the ocean, careful to conceal the half-formed erection inside his swimming trunks. As he walked away, he idly wished he was a few years older and a lot more confident. Then, perhaps, he could have made something happen with one of these girls. Oh well, he would have to be content with just admiring them.
***
Late at night, Ian lay awake in his bed, thinking about the three beautiful girls. If he could choose one of them, which one would he go for? Juliet was the cutest, he thought, with her blonde hair and big blue eyes. He really wanted to kiss those full pink lips of hers, and to hold her in his arms all romantically as they made out. But Megan had the biggest breasts. Squeezing those soft melons in his hands would be heavenly. He could only imagine what her nipples would look like, thick and pink, and what they would taste like if he sucked on them. However, Zoey had the nicest ass, so round and toned. It would be the perfect cushion when taking her from behind. He could already imagine the slapping sound it would make as he thrust inside of her. Dammit, he couldn’t possibly choose.
He groaned and stretched out across the mattress while his cock throbbed eagerly inside his boxers. He shouldn’t get so carried away fantasizing or else he wouldn’t be able to look those girls in the eye anymore. But as much as he tried to pull his mind away from them, he just couldn’t. It was quite common for pretty girls to occupy his attention, but these three were something else. There was something uniquely alluring about them.
The click of a door opening sounded outside, clearly audible through Ian’s window. He perked up, eager for anything to distract him from his dirty thoughts. The clack of a door closing followed a few seconds later. It had to be the front door of the adjacent house; no other would be so clearly audible through this window. Was one of the girls really leaving the house this late at night? Coming home from a party at this time would make sense, but in that case, he would have heard her approach. No, this was unusual, and he wanted to know more.
He quietly crept out of bed and walked to the window, where he peeked out through a small gap between the curtains. Indeed, he saw someone standing on the doorstep of the adjacent house. In the dim light of the streetlamps, her face was difficult to distinguish, but he could clearly see the sheen of her long blonde hair; it was Juliet. Right as he spotted her, she pulled off her top, revealing the white bra underneath. She folded it up and lay it down neatly next to the front door. Then she bent down to take off her jeans, which she also folded up and set aside.
Was she going for a swim, at this time of night? That alone was odd but plausible. Yet, the clothing she was left with was clearly normal underwear, not a bikini. As he kept watching, it only got stranger. Juliet reached behind her back, unclipped her bra, then swiped the bands off her shoulders. As she tossed her bra onto the pile, her full breasts swayed freely in the evening air, the dim light faintly showing the outline of her nipples. Ian felt the blood rushing to his face and his loins. It seemed wrong to keep watching this, but he couldn’t look away; his body was frozen in place.
Lastly, she pulled off her panties. She had no pubic hair, so the slit of her pussy was faintly visible in the dim light. Completely naked, she took a moment to neatly organise her stack of clothes. Then she walked away from the door, not onto the usual path, but across the grass towards the forest that lay behind the row of houses. Ian continued to watch her intently, fixated on the hypnotic bounce of her breasts as she walked, until she disappeared out of sight behind the house. Only then his body loosened up and he took a deep breath, realising that he had been unwittingly holding it.
He sat down on his bed to sort his thoughts. Did that really just happen, or was this a dirty dream? It didn’t feel like a dream. If she had walked towards the shore, he would assume that she was going skinny dipping, but the fact that she walked the other way left him deeply confused. Not to mention deeply aroused. His cock had been hard before, but now the sight of Juliet’s naked body had it throbbing forcefully against the confines of his boxers.
He was tempted to follow her, to see if, just maybe, something lewd would happen between them. But no, realistically that would just be stalker behaviour. It was bad enough already that he had spied on her just now. There was only one way to resolve this; he would jerk off to put it out of his mind. Then perhaps he might finally get some sleep. It would be difficult to look Juliet in the eye tomorrow anyways, so relieving himself to the thought of her naked body couldn’t make things that much worse, right?
***
He did meet Juliet again the next day, along with the other girls, and she acted no different from usual. Ian did his best to act normal as well, but it was difficult to keep his eyes away from her chest. Now that he had seen them exposed, those full mounds encased inside her snug tank top seemed all the more alluring. He wanted so badly to see them again, and to touch them. But alas, he suppressed the urge to ask anything about the previous night. Their interactions for the day were pleasant but unremarkable as always.
However, that evening, Ian’s curiosity got the better of him. He decided to stay awake, intentionally this time, just to see if it would happen again. On the one hand, he didn’t want to spy on Juliet like a pervert. But on the other hand, she was exposing herself in a public place; could he really be blamed for incidentally being around to see her? Besides, it probably wouldn’t happen again anyways. He would waste his time waiting for nothing, but then at least he would have closure in knowing that it was probably a one-time freak occurrence.
So, he stayed awake, sitting in bed but messing around on his phone when he should have been sleeping. A few hours passed. He was starting to get very tired, and it was starting to seem clear that it wasn’t going to happen. He lay down and pulled up the blanket, figuring that he should save himself from further boredom and go to sleep. But right at that moment, the click of a door sounded from outside. He bolted upright in response, his heart pounding into action as he was suddenly wide awake. He had to stop himself from scrambling frantically out of bed, lest he make too much noise. Instead, he crept out quietly, to the window, and peeked out through the curtains once again.
This time, it wasn’t just Juliet leaving the house. It was all three of them. And right before his eyes, the three girls undressed themselves, placing their folded clothes in three neat piles next to the door. Soon they were all naked, and Ian feasted his eyes on the arousing display. He marvelled at their bare breasts, differently sized but all beautiful, and at their lovely, rounded butts, and most of all at their pussies, all three of which were smooth and hairless. He hadn’t given it much thought when it was only Juliet, but now the knowledge that all three girls had groomed themselves in that way seemed quite lewd. Once they were undressed, all three of them walked off towards the forest, just like Juliet had done the night before.
Ian had hoped to get some closure tonight, but things had only gotten more mysterious. What business could all three of them possibly have going naked into the woods at night? He couldn’t just jerk off and go to sleep this time. He had to know more. So, he got dressed as quickly and quietly as he could. He considered going out the front door, but his parents might hear it opening and closing, as might the girls outside. Instead, he opened the window all the way and climbed out. He then peeked around the corner of the house. The girls were walking across the grassy field, halfway to the forest, seemingly unaware of his presence.
There wasn’t anything to hide behind in the field, so he had to wait for them to start disappearing into the forest. Once they were mostly out of sight, he quietly hurried after them, hoping they wouldn’t make an unexpected turn. When he reached the edge of the forest, he could faintly hear their voices emanating from inside. It sounded like idle chatter, but it was too distant to make out the words. He followed after the sound with slow and careful steps, trying not to make any noise and not to catch up with them too quickly. There was no path here, so soon he was wading across uneven ground, underbrush, jutting roots, and fallen branches. It seemed bizarre that the girls had chosen to traverse this terrain barefoot.
He followed them through the forest for a few minutes, occasionally catching a glimpse of Juliet’s blonde hair in the distance. Then the sound of their voices gradually became louder and clearer, implying that he was getting closer, so he crouched down and approached even more cautiously. He felt oddly like a tiger stalking its prey, but not a very competent one. With every step, he cringed at the sound of fallen leaves and small twigs crunching underfoot, no matter how softly, fearing that the girls would hear him. He could tell from the canopy above that there was a clearing up ahead, so he crouched down behind a pair of bushes and carefully peeked out at what lay beyond.
There he saw the three girls, sitting in the middle of a grassy clearing, about thirty feet away from him. They were seated in a half circle, all facing partially in his direction. As soon as he saw their faces, he wanted to pull back, but he forced himself to stay put. They were in the light and he was in the dark, so that might hide his presence as long as he remained still. In fact, it was surprisingly bright in the clearing, with the moonlight apparently shining through the canopy at just the right angle. The night air was comfortably warm as well, even though it had been chilly before. He didn’t have an explanation for that.
He watched the girls intently for a long moment, unable to pull his eyes away from the beautiful sight. But as he looked at them, their appearance changed before his eyes. Their ears became long and pointed, their eyes turned faintly luminescent, and small decorative braids appeared in their long, flowing hair. Most eye-catching of all, a series of vine-like tattoos appeared on their skin, twisting around their arms, legs, waist, and neck in a flowing, curling design, bearing small decorative leaves. Despite the huge difference, it somehow felt like the girls hadn’t physically changed at all. It was more like he was looking at an optical illusion and he had just now recognised how to see the pattern correctly.
Ian was still gawking in disbelief, unable to comprehend what he was seeing, when Megan spoke up. “By the way, these clothes the humans wear are so uncomfortable.” She cupped her heavy breasts with her hands and gave them a gentle shake. “Especially bras. They’re so constrictive on my breasts.”
“I know,” Zoey responded. “But while we’re in their world, we have to follow their rules. You’ll have to go along with it until we find a suitable mate.”
“We’ve already spotted some promising options, right?” Juliet pitched in. “I don’t think it will take much longer before one of them hears our call.”
“I think you are uncannily right, Isilme,” Zoey said. She turned her head in Ian’s direction. Her big, luminous eyes, now more red than brown, locked onto his. “I know you’re there, Ian. It’s okay, come and join us.”
He froze as his heart skipped a beat. He had knowingly taken the risk of being caught spying, but seeing them like this, whatever this was, seemed even worse. Was he in danger? Should he run? No, they had already recognised him, so running wouldn’t do much good. Talking it out was the safest bet. He rose to his feet and stepped through the bushes, into the clearing. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to spy. I mean, I was spying, but, uhm, I accidentally saw you guys going into the forest and it was so weird that I had to know more. I’m sorry.” He rambled his apology in a rapid string of words, then held his breath as he awaited their response.
All three girls chuckled. Then they rose to their feet and calmly approached him. To his surprise, they were all smiling. “Really, it’s okay,” Megan said. “We’re not insulted that you saw us naked. It’s normal for us.”
He released his breath, relieved of his fear but even more confused. He silently eyed them for a long moment, trying to formulate his next response. Now that they were closer, he noticed that they all had the same tattoo on their abdomen, with some stylistic differences between them. It was an artistic pattern of vines and leaves, outlining the shape and position of the womb and ovaries. That brazen showing of sexuality made his cheeks flush and his cock throb. Even more than they already were, that is. “What… what are you three?”
Zoey put her hands on her hips. “Good question. We’re nymphs. We don’t usually dwell in the realm of humans, but we’ve come here temporarily in search of a mate.”
The gears in Ian’s head turned slowly as he processed this information. It was a difficult claim to believe, but they did look inhuman.
Before he could think of a response, Zoey spoke up again. “Oh, sorry, we should reintroduce ourselves. You see, Zoey is just a cover name to blend in with the humans. My real name is Idriel.”
Megan idly wound a lock of red hair around her finger. “My name is Daralei.”
Juliet clasped her hands, alluringly pressing her breasts together between her upper arms. “And I’m Isilme. It’s nice to meet you for real this time.”
It certainly was nice to meet them, he had to admit that. “The, uhm, the feeling is mutual.” He looked at their faces one by one, trying very hard not to let his eyes trail down to their bodies. Even though their nudity was willing, the aggressive straining of his boner against the confines of his jeans was starting to turn painful. “What did you say was your reason for coming here?”
“We’re searching for a mate,” Megan, or rather Daralei, answered with a playful smile. “There are no male nymphs, so when the time comes to reproduce, we have to find a human man to impregnate us.”
Juliet, or Isilme, nodded enthusiastically. “Indeed. But we can’t just approach any man we see. Our mate has to be chosen by fate. While we’re in this realm, one man will be compelled to seek us out in our true forms, and he will be our chosen mate.”
Ian’s cock throbbed aggressively as the pieces clicked together. It seemed too good to be true. “So… I’ve been chosen? That means I get to impregnate one of you?”
“One?” Daralei chuckled. “How unambitious. You get to impregnate all three of us.”
“If you want to,” Zoey, or Idriel, said sternly. “You have the right to refuse. We are beings of love, so it’s very important that nymph children are conceived by a willing and eager mate. The alternative could have grave consequences.”
Refuse? Ian had severe doubts whether any of this was real. It was very well possible that this was a dirty dream and he would wake up to a sticky bed in the morning. Or perhaps someone slipped him a psychedelic somehow and he would wake up hungover and disoriented in the woods. But he had absolutely no doubt about accepting this offer. Fucking not one, not two, but three of the most beautiful women he had ever met? That was a reward well worth taking some risks for. “Yes, I’ll do it. I am willing and eager to impregnate the three of you. Though I don’t know if I can muster enough seed to do it all in one night.”
Daralei showed a naughty smile. “Oh, don’t you worry about that. We’ll make sure that you have the strength to pull through.”
“I’m glad,” Idriel continued. “Then you can start by taking off your clothes. You won't need those when you're with us."
Eager to get started, he kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks and shirt, dropped his jeans, and collected them all in a pile on the ground. The earth was soft and dry, and the grass felt nice against his bare feet. He was left with only his boxers, pitching a serious tent. At that point he hesitated. It felt wrong to expose himself in front of multiple women, even if they themselves were already naked. "Do you girls really prefer being naked all the time?" he asked as a way of stalling.
"Of course,” said Isilme. “The naked body is a beautiful thing and nothing to be ashamed of. Don't you think?"
He looked down at his own body. "You three definitely have beautiful bodies. I don't know about myself." He was young and healthy, but not especially tall or muscular. His cock was about average size as far as he could tell. He wasn’t unattractive, but he didn’t think of himself as anything special. Unlike the girls.
“I think your body is lovely. I can’t wait to feel it on top of me,” Isilme said with a naughty smile. “Now come on, don’t keep us waiting. Show us your treasure.”
He took a deep breath and pulled down his boxers, letting his hard cock spring free. He let his boxers drop to his ankles and used his foot to flick them onto the pile of clothing. Meanwhile, all three girls hummed approvingly and crowded up close to him. Daralei and Isilme each wrapped a hand around the shaft of his cock, while Idriel cupped his heavy balls. He throbbed forcefully in response, eager for their touch.
“You have a lovely cock,” said Daralei. She started a slow, gentle jerking motion and Isilme followed, stroking both hands across his sensitive shaft.
“Th- Thank you,” he stammered, unsure how to deal with the praise of someone he considered to be so far above him. “Uhm, who wants to go first?”
“There’s no need to hurry,” Idriel purred as she gently caressed his balls with her palm. “We should take our time and enjoy this.” She leaned in close. “How about a kiss?”
She didn’t have to ask that twice. He eagerly leaned in to meet her, planting his lips against hers. They were full and soft and warm, exactly as lovely as he had imagined. She hummed contently as she parted her lips and gently prodded forth with the tip of her tongue. He followed her lead, meeting her slick tongue with his own, stroking them against each other in a slow, circular motion. Ian had little experience with kissing, so he felt like he was doing quite a clumsy job of it, but Idriel’s tongue was deft and gentle, effortlessly guiding him into a sensual dance.
While he was enthralled by Idriel’s kiss, he felt an unseen hand taking hold of his wrist and lifting it up. A moment later, his hand landed on a big, soft breast. The supple flesh slightly bulged out between his fingers while a stiff nipple prodded against his palm. The same thing then happened to his other hand, placing it on a different breast. This one was smaller, but still a generous handful. Daralei and Isilme. He gladly took the invitation, squeezing and kneading the two soft mounds in his hands.
He felt like he was in heaven. Enjoying Idriel’s soft lips and slick tongue with his mouth was one thing. Enjoying Daralei and Isilme’s lovely breasts with his hands was another. But on top of all that, three gentle hands caressed his throbbing cock and churning balls. It was so much better than even his lewdest fantasies. In fact, it felt too good. He suddenly realised that the pressure in his loins was rising, preparing for an orgasm. But it was too soon. He had to stop it.
With all his willpower, he forced himself to pull away from Idriel's lips, but it was too late. He tried to warn them, but the words caught in his throat as he shot the first rope of white cum right between Idriel’s breasts. His body tensed up as his cock throbbed wildly, shooting blast after blast onto her smooth, toned stomach, from where it splattered onto her thighs and oozed down onto the grass. His body remained frozen until the final half-hearted squirt. Then he loosened up and took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry,” he blurted out instinctively. He hadn't expected to last long on his first time, but this was just embarrassing. “I just… it all felt so good.”
The girls giggled as they let go of his now-tender genitals. “It’s okay,” Isilme said soothingly. “You don’t have to hold back.”
He sheepishly let go of the two girls’ breasts. “Are you sure? I can only come so many times in one night.”
Daralei got down on her knees in the grass. “Seriously, don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure you’re ready for the next round.”
Idriel took a step back. “I’ll need a moment to clean this up.”
“Then I'll keep him occupied up here,” said Isilme. She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her breasts against his side, and looked up at him with sultry eyes. “Would you like to kiss me as well?”
Ian embraced her in return and sighed happily at the touch of her soft, warm skin. Even though his boner was deflated, his lust for these beautiful girls remained. “Yes, please,” he mumbled as he leaned in and kissed her.
Her lips were just as wonderfully soft as Idriel’s, and her tongue was just as deft. But their kiss was more intimate and the full-body embrace made him feel warm inside. He trailed one hand down to land on her lovely butt, caressing her smooth skin, and trailed the other all the way up to the back of her head, where he ran his fingers through her lush blonde hair. She hummed happily into the kiss while her hands wandered as well, one caressing his back and the other his hair.
With his eyes closed, totally focussed on Isilme, he had almost forgotten about Daralei. That changed when he felt her place a gentle kiss on his ball sack. He bucked his hips in pleasant surprise and heard her giggling from below. She placed another kiss on his balls, then another on the shaft of his half-flaccid cock, then another on the sensitive head. It throbbed feebly in response, but his orgasm was far too recent for it to rise again. Then she wrapped her lips around his shaft, engulfing his cock into the comfortable wet warmth of her mouth.
Inside, she ran her tongue in circles around the sensitive head. A jolt of pleasure raced up his spine, making him moan softly into the kiss while squeezing down on Isilme’s firm butt. It was a bit overwhelming, having his cock stimulated like that when still tender from his last orgasm. But something else was happening as well. A gentle, tingling sensation that he had never felt before permeated through his cock and balls, seemingly caused by Daralei’s caressing mouth. A moment later, to his surprise, his cock started throbbing to life, rapidly swelling back to its erect size.
How was this possible, a mere minute or two after climaxing? He didn’t know, but perhaps it was foolish to ask questions at this point. He tightened his embrace of Isilme and started kissing her more greedily, causing her to chuckle softly into the kiss. Down below, Daralei started a slow bobbing motion, sliding her lips up and down the shaft of his now fully erect cock. He couldn’t see her, but he heard the soft, wet sucking sounds she made and intensely felt the sensual touch of her lips and tongue all along his length. When she slid it in, she did so all the way, pressing her nose into his pubes and squeezing the head of his cock into the tight confines of her throat.
Ian had never received a blowjob before. His expectations had been high, but Daralei’s greedy mouth and skilful tongue easily surpassed them. In fact, even though his sensitivity was still a bit numbed from his earlier orgasm, she was rapidly driving him towards another. He considered warning her, but that would require him to pull away from Isilme’s kiss, and he didn’t have the strength of will to do that. He simply continued happily kissing the gorgeous blonde in his arms, while the gorgeous redhead drove him closer and closer to climax.
But this time, right when the pressure in his loins became threateningly high, Daralei pulled back, releasing his cock from her lips with a soft pop. For a moment, his member throbbed forcefully in the open air, threatening to shoot its load anyways, but it ultimately calmed down.
“So,” Daralei said. “Are you ready for the real deal?”
Isilme pulled away from the kiss to let him speak. When he opened his eyes, he saw her face still very close, with red cheeks and a big smile. Daralei was still on her knees, eyeing his cock with lustful intent.
He cleared his throat. “Uhm, yeah, I think so. How should we… get started?”
Daralei patted the grass at her side. “How about you lie down and I can get on top of you?”
Ian had never done this before, so he was glad for some guidance. He gave Isilme one more quick kiss before letting her go. Then he lay down on his back in the grass. The soft, dry soil was surprisingly comfortable.
Idriel, no longer covered in his cum, crouched down next to him. “Is it alright if I lie next to you? I’d like to get a close view at the action.”
“Uhm, of course.” He held out his arm invitingly.
She lay down next to him on her side, resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her back and pulled her in close, so that her perky breasts pushed against the side of his chest.
“Hey, I want to join too,” said Isilme.
She lay down on his other side and he wrapped his arm around her as well. He felt like a king, lying there with his two lovers at his side, but that wasn’t all. Daralei then straddled him, planting her knees next to his hips, leaving him completely trapped between the three beautiful women.
Daralei looked down at him with a naughty smile. “Are you a virgin, Ian?”
He shouldn’t have felt guilty for admitting it, but he did. “Yeah, I am.”
“That’s okay, I’ll be gentle.” Her eyes trailed down to his cock, which was throbbing happily in anticipation. She took hold of it and gave it a few gentle strokes. Then she raised up her hips and lined up the tip of his cock with the entrance of her pussy. “Are you ready?”
He would have never imaged that he would lose his virginity like this, surrounded by three gorgeous women. But nothing could have possibly been better. “Yes. Please go on.”
With that, Daralei slowly lowered herself onto his cock, pushing it inside of her inch by inch. It was a snug fit, but she was so slick and supple that it slid inside easily. Soon her plump butt touched down on his lap, burying his cock all the way inside of her. She hummed contently as she swayed her hips left and right, feeling out the fit. “How does that feel?”
Her mouth had felt great, but this was something else entirely. The sensation wasn’t as intense, but it felt right in a deeply primal way. His eyes once again landed on the uterus-shaped tattoo on her abdomen, making him highly aware that his cock was lined up to shoot his seed into her fertile womb. He suddenly felt glad that he had come prematurely earlier. If he hadn’t done it then, he would have probably climaxed now, seconds after sliding inside of her. But his earlier orgasm had reduced his sensitivity a little, allowing him to enjoy the snug, wet comfort of her pussy. “Feels incredible.”
“Good.” She rested her hands on his chest while slowly raising up her hips, pulling his cock out a few inches. Then she slowly moved down again, pushing his shaft all the way back inside. “I’m going to ride you nice and slow, okay?” she purred lovingly.
He grunted softly in pleasure as the sensitive head of his cock stroked against the fleshy tunnel of her pussy. He felt the need to put his hands on her hips, to gain some control, but his arms were occupied embracing Idriel and Isilme. He was totally at Daralei’s mercy. “Okay,” he panted, wanting to say something more clever but unable to formulate anything.
Daralei did as promised, riding him slowly and steadily, plunging his cock deep into her snug, wet pussy every time she came down on him. Ian could do nothing but watch the way his cock disappeared inside of her and the way her breasts swayed with her motions. The two girls at his sides started lovingly caressing his chest and occasionally leaning in to place a gentle kiss on his neck, subtly adding to the overwhelming pleasure.
For a while, none of them spoke. They let their bodies do the talking, filling the quiet forest clearing with only the soft, wet sounds of Ian’s cock plunging into Daralei’s pussy, and the occasional soft moans escaping their lips. He was able to enjoy the sensation for a few blissful minutes, longer than expected but shorter than he had hoped. Then, despite her slow, careful rhythm, the pressure in his loins started rising. Apparently Daralei could see it in his face, because her expression changed from one of sensual focus to a big horny smile.
Without interrupting her riding motion, she leaned her upper body forward to rest on top of him, planting her elbows on the ground. Their faces were now close together and her heavy breasts bulged out to the sides as they were squished between their bodies. “Go ahead,” she whispered. “Put a baby in my belly.” Then she closed the gap and kissed him.
For a few long moments, their tongues danced together in a sensual embrace while his cock continued its rhythmic plunging into her eager pussy. It only accelerated his pleasure. Only a few thrusts later, Ian’s body tensed up. He released a muffled moan into her mouth while his cock throbbed wildly, shooting the first blast of sperm deep into her fertile womb. Daralei pushed herself down onto his lap, holding his cock all the way inside of her as he came. Despite his earlier orgasm, blast after blast of cum spewed from his cock, even more than before, filling up her womb with ample amounts of his potent seed.
It was the longest and hardest orgasm he ever had, but eventually the forceful spurts ebbed down into an oozing trickle. The entire time, Daralei never relinquished their kiss. His own tongue had been frozen in ecstasy, but she continued lapping and swirling her own against it. Only when his muscles loosened up all at once, marking the end of his orgasm, did she pull her lips away from his, giving him space to gasp for breath.
“It’s done,” she purred with a loving smile as she pushed herself upright. She lay her hand on her belly. “We’re going to have a lovely daughter together.”
Ian was breathing deeply, catching his breath as clarity returned to his mind. “You’re… welcome. It felt incredible.”
She raised up her hips, gently withdrawing his half-flaccid cock until it slipped free and slapped wetly against his thigh. A few thick drops of white cum oozed from her pussy onto the grass below. As he looked at it, he felt a deep, primal satisfaction. As if he had conquered her, made her his.
While Daralei unstraddled him, Isilme leaned in closer and spoke softly against his ear. “Ian? Can I go next?”
He took a deep breath. The idea that he had two more rounds of this to go was both exciting and daunting. “Of course. I’d love to impregnate you as well.” Feeling a little more confident in being proactive, he turned his head and gave her another lingering kiss.
“I’ll warm him up for you,” Idriel purred as she sat up and pulled away from his grasp.
His eyes were closed as he made out with Isilme, but he felt her crawling down to his legs and straddling them on hands and feet, putting her head above his crotch. Then she wrapped her lips around his half-flaccid cock, engulfing it in the wetness of her mouth all at once. Whereas Daralei went for more of a slow build-up, Idriel started bobbing her head right away, producing soft slurping sounds as she stroked her lips and tongue across his sensitive member. Once again, his genitals were filled with that strange tingling sensation and his cock started rapidly swelling back to full size.
He blindly traced his free hand onto the back of Idriel’s head, running his fingers through her silky black hair as she sucked him off. While he was fully enthralled by the luxurious treatment from Idriel and Isilme, he felt someone lovingly running her fingers through his own hair. He opened his eyes to see Daralei sitting next to him, her huge breasts looming over his head. A perfect opportunity. After one more flick of the tongue, he broke away from Isilme’s kiss and turned to the busty redhead.
“Hey, Daralei.” There was something he still wanted to do with her, and by now he felt bold enough to ask. “Can I… suck your nipples?”
She chuckled excitedly. “Of course.” She shifted onto all fours and crawled up so that her heavy mounds hung right above his face. “You like my big tits, don’t you?”
Her nipples were thick and light pink, just like he had imagined. Up close, he could clearly see the pattern of freckles decorating her cleavage. “Yeah. I’ve always wanted to touch such a huge pair.” He was surprised at his own honesty even as he said it. The pleasure was really loosening his inhibitions.
“Well, today you can,” she purred as she lowered her breasts down onto his face.
He caught her right nipple in his mouth, firmly closing his lips around it. His nose prodded gently into the soft flesh as her heavy mound rested on his face. Inside his mouth, he ran his tongue in circles around her nipple, enjoying the salty taste of her warm, smooth skin. Down below, he felt Idriel putting some extra suction on his cock, making him moan softly into Daralei’s breast and suck down more firmly on her nipple.
“Ooh, be gentle,” she cooed as she ran her fingers through his hair once again. “They’re quite sensitive.”
“Sorry,” he mumbled as he pulled away from her right nipple and wrapped his lips around the left instead.
He switched a few more times after that, each time giving her nipple a long, firm suckle, prompting soft moans and coos from Daralei. Down below, Idriel still went down on his eager cock. She was no less skilled than Daralei, but the numbing effect of his earlier two orgasms made the sensation less intense, giving him more time to enjoy it. Even so, the pressure eventually started rising, warning of his oncoming orgasm. He couldn’t speak with Daralei’s nipple in his mouth, so he grabbed a handful of Idriel’s hair and gently pulled her up. She easily went along with it, withdrawing his cock from her mouth after a final long tug.
Daralei took this prompt to move back as well, freeing his face from the wonderful smothering weight of her breasts. He took a deep breath, realising only now how much he had deprived himself of oxygen. Then he turned to look at Isilme. “How do you want it?”
The cute blonde rolled onto her back in the grass and spread her legs. “Ride me like this?”
“Yes, please,” he mumbled as he crawled between her legs and planted his hands next to her shoulders. Looming over her, he looked down at his own cock, standing proudly at attention, and at her cute little pussy. Her outer lips were slick with arousal and slightly parted, showing a peek at the shiny pink folds inside. He was insecure about doing the insertion himself, but at least he had experienced it once before.
He took hold of his cock and pressed the tip against her slit. Then he gently stroked it against the slick folds until he could clearly feel the entrance of her tunnel. After a quick, silent prayer that it would be the correct hole, he slowly thrust his hips forward. His doubts were quickly alleviated as his shaft slid smoothly into the tight, wet embrace of her pussy, until it disappeared entirely inside of her. He sighed softly in relief as he leaned down onto his elbows, bringing his upper body and face close to hers. She hummed happily in return as she wrapped her nimble legs around his waist and her arms around his chest.
He silently looked down at her beautiful face for a moment, simply enjoying the way his cock throbbed inside of her. She showed a giddy smile as her cheeks flushed red. Then he started a slow thrusting motion, trying to mimic the rhythm Daralei had used earlier. His first thrust was awkwardly angled, but he repositioned his legs for better leverage and tried again. The next stroke felt just right and evoked a soft moan from Isilme. As he continued thrusting into her, a strange rush of confidence came over him. He had been at Daralei’s mercy earlier, but now he was in complete control of the beautiful woman beneath him. The fact that someone so lovely had submitted herself to him, let him use her like this… it made him feel powerful, in a way. Even though he had intended a slow rhythm, he soon found himself thrusting faster in his enthusiasm, making her breasts bounce against his chest and evoking a series of strained moans.
Idriel sat down in the grass next to them and lovingly ran her fingers through his hair. “You’re catching on quick, Ian.”
Daralei sat down on the other side and playfully caressed her hand across his back. “Look at how eager she is for your cock. You enjoy making her squirm, don’t you?”
Indeed, Isilme looked up at him with big eyes, red cheeks, and parted lips, breathing heavily and releasing soft moans and coos with every thrust. The stroking of his sensitive cock against the snug tunnel of her pussy felt incredible, but witnessing her eagerness to be fucked made it so much better still. “I do,” he panted, before leaning in to kiss the lovely blonde.
Previously, Isilme had been the gentle, skilled kisser while he was the clumsy, inexperienced one. But now, she too was flustered and overeager, resulting in a wet, sloppy kiss where they frantically rubbed their tongues together without pattern or rhythm. He didn’t mind at all. Even with his reduced sensitivity, her tight pussy and eager tongue were rapidly pulling him towards a climax. He considered slowing down, but he couldn’t have done it if he wanted to. His hips were moving on their own, overtaken by a mating frenzy, wanting nothing more than to impregnate his beautiful lover.
A few thrusts later, he got what he wanted. His body froze up as his cock throbbed forcefully, shooting the first blast of cum into her womb. As it happened, Isilme’s arms and legs pulled tight around him, and she hummed lovingly into his mouth. Despite being drained twice already, his orgasm was as long and powerful as before, releasing shot after shot of his fertile sperm deep inside of her. When it eventually ebbed down, he could feel the hot liquid pooling around the head of his cock, too plentiful to be contained inside her womb.
As his orgasm came to an end and his body loosened up, he went right back to kissing her. She eagerly kissed him back, still holding him tight with her arms and legs. For a long moment, he remained inside of her, enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm as their tongues danced together some more. Only then, as his cock was starting to shrink, did he relinquish the kiss and carefully pull out. As soon as he was out, a trail of white cum oozed out of her pussy to drip into the grass. He took a deep breath as he looked down at it with satisfaction.
“Thank you, Ian,” Isilme purred. She raised her hand to her belly and idly traced her finger across the womb-shaped tattoo. “I promise I’ll take good care of our child.”
On a whim, he lay his palm on her belly, feeling the warmth of her skin. At his age, he hadn’t thought much about the prospect of being a father, but impregnating these lovely women did fill him with a deep sense of pride. He wished that he could stick around to raise their children together, but given the circumstances that was probably impossible. “I should be thanking you. I’m so glad that I got this opportunity. You too, Daralei.” He reached over and placed a loving hand on the redhead’s belly as well. She lay her own hand on his and smiled back at him. Not her common naughty smile, but a genuine smile of contentment.
After a quiet moment of intimacy, he withdrew his hands and rose to his feet. Then he took a moment to stretch out his legs, which had gotten a bit cramped from all the thrusting. Before he could do anything else, Idriel embraced him from behind, pressing her perky breasts against his back. She rose onto her tippy toes to place a kiss on the side of his neck. “One more to go.”
Ian chuckled. “Of course. I could never forget about you.” He blindly reached behind his back to place his hands on her hips, caressing her smooth skin.
She playfully trailed her hands up and down across his chest, tickling his skin with her fingernails. “Girls? Could you warm him up for me?”
“I’ll take care of it,” Daralei purred. She crawled over and rose onto her knees in front of him, just like the first time she sucked his cock.
Isilme rolled over and crawled up next to her. “Can we share? I haven’t gotten a taste yet.”
“Of course.” Daralei shuffled to the side to make some space and Isilme rose to her knees next to her, putting their faces both equally close to his cock. “In fact, you can take the shaft. I’ll have some fun down here.” She leaned down and placed a kiss on his heavy sack.
“Thanks, Daralei.” Isilme looked up at him with a naughty smile. Then she leaned in, stuck out her tongue, and trailed it gently around the sensitive head of his flaccid cock.
As Daralei placed a few more kisses on his sack and Isilme teased his cock with her tongue, the tingling sensation filled his genitals once again, but it was very faint. Ian bucked his hips involuntarily, craving more of their touch. Isilme giggled softly and obliged his unspoken request, wrapping her lips around his cock and starting the familiar bobbing motion. Meanwhile, Daralei started caressing his balls with her tongue, stroking it along the underside of his sack. As they pleasured him from both sides, the tingling sensation set in fully and his cock once again started swelling back to full size.
“You like that? Two girls on your cock?” Idriel whispered in his ear. She trailed her hands up across his chest and started stroking his nipples in slow circles with the tips of her fingers.
He had never thought of his nipples as an erogenous zone, but now that he was primed and aroused, her touch caused a jolt of pleasure. “I do.” He shifted his hands from her hips to her full, round butt, gently squeezing her firm cheeks between his fingers. “I like your touch as well.”
She swayed her hips left to right, taking his hands along with the motion. “Do you like my butt too? My breasts may be small, but I’m quite proud of my butt.”
He didn’t think her breasts were that small. They were average size at least and only seemed modest compared to Isilme and Daralei. In fact, he was quite enjoying their soft touch against his back. He was about to say so when Idriel took hold of his nipples between thumb and index finger and gave them a firm tug. Instead of his intended response, he released a strained moan as he bucked his hips involuntarily, thrusting his cock into Isilme’s throat. The blonde made a surprised choking sound as she pulled back her head.
“Sorry,” he quickly blurted out, but she just hummed reassuringly and dutifully continued her bobbing motion. He tried to remember what he was going to say, but he had lost his train of thought. It was hard to hold any thought with the sheer amount of pleasure being inflicted on him. There was something else he definitely wanted to ask though. “Hey Idriel.” He squeezed down more firmly on her lovely butt. “Can I… take you from behind?”
“Ooh, how dominant of you. I’d love for you to ride me.” She let go of his nipples and stepped back, withdrawing from his grasp. “I’m ready if you are.”
He looked down at the two beauties pleasuring his cock and balls. Their combined assault felt incredible, but thanks to the numbing effect of three back-to-back orgasms, he had so far withstood it without fear of climaxing. He lay a hand on each of their heads, grabbed two handfuls of their hair, and gently pulled them away. Isilme kept sucking even as she allowed herself to be pulled back, creating a wet pop as her lips pulled free from his cock. They both looked up at him with red cheeks and naughty grins.
“Thank you, that felt incredible,” he said to the two of them while lovingly running his fingers through their lush hair. Then he let go of them and turned to face his final mate.
Idriel had already lain down in the grass, with her head resting on her arms and her butt elevated just a little. She looked up at him over her shoulder. “How is this?”
“Perfect.” He straddled her, planting his knees next to hers, and grabbed hold of her butt, one full cheek in each palm. He kneaded the firm flesh a few times, enjoying the touch of her smooth, tanned skin. Then he gently parted her cheeks, revealing her pussy hidden between her thighs, and her cute little butt hole just above it.
He let go of one cheek to grab his cock, and carefully lined up the tip with her pussy. Once again, he carefully stroked it against her folds until it dipped into her tunnel. Then he let go and planted both his hands on the ground, next to her shoulders. With one slow, fluid motion, he thrust his cock all the way inside of her, until his lap pushed against her butt.
Idriel purred happily as she pulled her hair across one shoulder, so she could look back at him across the other. “That feels nice.” She swayed her hips side to side, stirring his cock inside of her.
“It does.” He started a slow thrusting motion, pulling out as far as he could before plunging back in. Due to her position, his cock stroked not only against the slick walls of her pussy, but also against her thighs and butt cheeks, which gripped quite tightly around the base of his shaft. Luckily, it was so slick with saliva that it could slide against her skin effortlessly. The added tightness might have been too intense for him earlier, but now he eagerly welcomed it.
Idriel shifted her position, arching her back to prop up her butt some more. He could feel the tunnel of her pussy aligning perfectly with the trajectory of his cock. “It’s okay if you want to be a little rough,” she said with breathy voice. “I like it that way.”
It was as if she had read his mind. Thanks to the numbing effect of his earlier orgasms, he didn’t feel anywhere close to climaxing, and he wanted to make the most of that. So, he gradually increased the speed and force of his thrusting motion. Soon, every thrust produced a wet slapping sound of his lap coming down against her ass. He could even feel a faint but satisfying shockwave passing through her firm flesh every time it cushioned the force of his thrust.
As he fucked her faster and harder, Idriel started moaning softly with every thrust. Her moans mingled with the slapping sounds of their union to fill the otherwise quiet forest clearing. “Ian?” she cooed. He feared that she would ask him to slow down, but instead she lay her hands on the ground next to her head. “Can you pin down my wrists, please?”
Without even having to think about it, he planted his palms on her wrists, pinning them to the ground. The same feeling of power he had felt with Isilme welled up so much stronger now. This beautiful woman, this woman he had thought to be out of his league, was submitting herself to him, letting him use her body for his pleasure. It made his cock throb forcefully as he sped up his thrusting even more, making Idriel moan and coo and pant under his relentless assault on her snug little pussy.
“Look at you,” Daralei purred. “It’s hard to believe that I had to ease you into this.”
Ian looked up to find her face right next to his. He had been so focused on Idriel that he hadn’t noticed Daralei and Isilme crawling up on either side of him. He didn’t have the brain power to respond, so instead he leaned in and kissed her. She purred happily as they exchanged a few quick, sloppy swirls of their tongues. Then he pulled away from her to kiss Isilme on his other side, and she received him just as eagerly.
He switched between them several more times, while never slowing down his frantic thrusts into Idriel’s eager pussy. He truly felt like a king now, like one who had taken the three most beautiful maidens in the land as his wives. He had fantasized so many extravagantly lewd scenarios, about these girls and others, but nothing could have prepared him for how good this felt. His mind was simply incapable of imagining pleasure of this magnitude, not without experiencing it for real.
He was so caught up in the pleasure and the excitement that he barely even felt his orgasm coming. All of a sudden, his body tensed up as he shot a powerful blast deep into Idriel’s pussy. With what little control he had left, he slammed his cock all the way inside, planting the tip at the mouth of Idriel’s womb. Then, over the course of the longest and hardest orgasm so far, he released blast after blast of hot cum into his beautiful lover, flooding her fertile womb and overflowing into her tunnel, surrounding his cock with the wet heat of his own semen.
When his earth-shattering orgasm finally ended, his whole body suddenly turned weak and he almost collapsed onto Idriel. He awkwardly steadied himself and sluggishly pulled free from the loving embrace of her pussy. As soon as his cock was out, a thick flow of cum oozed out after it, to pool between her thighs. At this point he had accepted the miraculous recovery of his sperm reserves, but he hadn’t thought that he was physically capable of producing that much semen. As the lethargy flooded his body, he unstraddled his third and final mate to take a seat in the grass.
Idriel rolled over onto her back and looked up at him with loving eyes while she caressed her belly contently. “It’s done. You’re going to be a father to three beautiful daughters.”
“I’m a lucky man,” he panted with ragged breath. He lay his palm on Idriel’s belly and held it there for a long moment, appreciating the miracle of life they had performed together. Then, without much prior thought, he lay down on his back in the soft grass. Not only was he tired and out of breath, but he was starting to feel light-headed, as if he had stood up too quickly. “I… need a moment.”
“It’s okay,” Isilme purred as she crawled over and cuddled up next him. “We’ve overworked you pretty badly.”
Daralei cuddled up against his other side. “Your human body isn’t made to come so much in so little time. It’s only natural that you’re exhausted.”
Finally, Idriel crawled over and lay down on top of him, resting her head on his chest. “You may rest as long as you like. You’ve fulfilled our request admirably.”
Ian took a deep breath, feeling content with the warm softness of the three girls all around him. The three girls who would soon be pregnant with his children. What a surreal but wonderful feeling. “I love you, girls,” he found himself saying. His own voice felt far away, like he wasn’t in control of it.
“We love you too,” Isilme cooed, before leaning in to place a lingering kiss on his neck.
Daralei reached up to place a kiss on his cheek. “We’ll always love you as our chosen mate, even when we’re far apart.”
Idriel placed a series of kisses across his chest. “Just relax. Your loving mates will take care of you.”
He lay there for some time as the girls placed loving kisses all over his upper body. His shortness of breath ebbed away, but he remained tired and lightheaded. Soon, the exhaustion turned into sleepiness. He was so comfortable between the soft, warm bodies of the girls. He didn’t want to sleep; he wanted to spend more time with them, cuddling and kissing. But, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to close his eyes for just a few seconds.
***
Ian was awoken by sunlight and the tweeting of birds. He sluggishly opened his eyes to find that he was in his bed, looking up at the ceiling of his beach house bedroom. A sense of half-hearted disappointment washed over him. Disappointed that it was all a dream, but certainly not surprised. At least it had been an incredible dream while it lasted.
He made to sit up, but halted when he felt a twinge of dull pain in his crotch. He realised that his cock and balls felt incredibly sore. It was the kind of soreness he had felt before, after a hormonal weekend of masturbating too much, but he had never felt it so strongly. Could a wet dream make it feel like that? He never knowingly had one before, so he couldn’t say. He lifted up the sheet to see the mess, but there were no stains to be found, only his naked body in a clean bed.
That too was weird, because he always slept with his boxers on. He looked around the room and saw a stack of clothing on the floor. It was his shoes, socks, jeans, shirt, and his boxers on top. His heart started beating faster as he looked under the sheets again. Now that he looked more closely, he could see them. There were faint pink kiss marks all over his chest, too subtle to see without a close inspection, but definitely there.
He leapt out of bed, scrambled into his boxers, then peeked out into the hallway. His parents weren’t in sight, so he hurried into the bathroom to look in the mirror. There were faint kiss marks on his cheeks as well, plus a purple hickey on the side of his neck. His cheeks flushed red as his poor drained cock throbbed feebly. Was it all real? He hurried back into his bedroom and looked out the window. The adjacent house was dark and quiet, and the girls’ car that had been parked out front was missing. While that wasn’t conclusive, he instinctively knew the truth. They were gone.
He sat down on the edge of his bed and sighed deeply. He should have been happy to know that it was real, but his joy was undercut by the feeling that he probably wouldn’t see them again. There was more he would have liked to say to them, if he had known that their meeting would end so suddenly. As he considered what to do with himself, his eyes passed over his pile of clothing again, and he noticed something out of place. He reached over and pulled it out, a folded-up piece of paper tucked between his jeans and his shirt. With his heart pounding hopefully, he unfolded it and found a message written in an elegant flowing penmanship.
Dear Ian,
Thank you so much for a wonderful night.
Please forgive us for leaving so suddenly. Our children must be gestated in our own realm. For their safety, we couldn’t afford to linger.
But don’t worry, you are still our chosen mate. We will come back to you in time, so that you can meet the children you’ve fathered. And, of course, so that we can have a lot more fun together.