According to folklore, every full moon a pair of nymphs with voracious sexual appetites came out to play, looking for an unsuspecting man they can sexually devour. Many men went into the Wakefield Forest on a full moon, but they said they were not accosted by nymphs, so it remained just that; folklore. Wyatt grew up on a farm not too far from the forest. He knew all about the legend and how the townsfolk like to pretend it was true. This was especially true when visitors who visited the town would ask about it. Even his grandfather and father ‘claimed’ they had been visited by the nymphs when telling visitors about the legend.
After a particular hard snowy winter, Wyatt was eager to get back out in the forest. He liked to hike and camp when he had time off from work. The opportunity came early spring. On that Friday, he put his gear into the truck and drove to the forest. He looked forward to spending the night away from civilization. His dad teased him about going out on a full moon and told him to protect his privates from the nymphs. Wyatt just had to laugh at his dad when he said that.
After parking, Wyatt got out and put on his backpack and grabbed a small bag with his provisions in it from the truck. Taking a deep breath, he started his hike to a small clearing at the top of the trail. He loved to camp near the spring. Wyatt stopped at several places on the way to the top, checking out the views of the surrounding forest. Finally, he made it to the top and headed over to the spring. He set up his small one-man tent and then sat down to eat some sandwiches he had brought with him. Wyatt quenched his thirst from the icy cold spring.
After lunch, he did some more hiking on the trails branching off the meadow. He came back to his camping site late afternoon. Although he knew it was going to be freezing cold, he stripped off and jumped into the basin of the cold spring.
“Fuck, that is colder than I thought,” as he splashed around for a few minutes.
When he got out, his cock, which stood at full attention, did not go unnoticed by some watchful eyes from the forest.
Wyatt then spread out his blanket and lay down, soaking up the remaining warmth from the afternoon sun. Suddenly he felt a sharp sting in his upper left thigh, then another one. He jumped up, grabbing his blanket to shake it out. Wyatt was wondering if he had spread his blanket on a fire ant nest or something was on the blanket that stung him, but he could find nothing. As he stood there, his left thigh began to feel numb, his mind starting to feel fuzzy.
“Shit, this is all I need; to die naked and alone,” he mumbled to himself as he slowly made his way over to his pack. Wyatt managed to get his cell phone but he had no strength to call for help. He collapsed on his sleeping bag, his cell phone in hand as his world turned dark.
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Wyatt slowly regained consciousness, the sky dark overhead, a small campfire lit in the fire circle. He tried to move but found that he could not move his arms or legs. Wyatt tried to pull his limbs free, but was having no luck.
“Do not fight the ties that bind you to the ground, stud man,” said a sexy voice off to his right.
Wyatt slowly turned his head to the right, the only part of his body that he could freely move. In the shadows, he could see a figure, but could not make out what it looked like until it stepped into the light of the fire. She stood barely five feet tall, blond hair to her waist, breasts that looked the size of grapefruit, and she was naked. As she got closer, Wyatt could see that her mound was hairless.
“Who are you? Why am I tied up?” he demanded, still trying to break free, but to no avail.
“When we are done with you, you will be set free. Until then, you are our sexual play toy. It has been thirty days and our pussies are starving.”
“There is more than one of you?” he asked as he tried to see where the other one was. No, it cannot be true. Other men have gone into the forest on the full moon and none of them mentioned being accosted by nymphs. I must be hallucinating.
“Yes, there are two of us,” said the other one, stepping out of the shadows on his left side. She was approximately the same height, with red hair to her waist and breasts that were not quite as big. Her mound was also hairless. Both girls looked to be in their early twenties.
They knelt down by his side, the blond running her nails up and down his shaft, while the other one squeezed his balls. Wyatt’s seven-inch cock sprang to attention, harder than it had ever been. He let out a low moan. Fuck, I never knew hallucinations felt so real.
“Do you think his cock is big enough to satisfy our needs, Lily?” asked the blond.
“It might be long enough, but not sure if it is wide enough, Emma,” Lily said holding it in her hand, staring at it before she put two fingers around it. “He is only about four inches round, so that is kind of thin. Guess we will just have to try him out and see. I went first last time, so you can go first this time.”
Emma moved up and lightly kissed him, nipping at his lips, as her tongue swept over them, seeking entrance. Lily’s tongue worked its way up from his hip, latching onto his nipple. She sucked and licked it into a little hard nub. Emma sucked on the tip of his tongue as she ran her fingernails down his side. Then they changed positions. They continued their ministrations until they had him so turned on, he was unsure who was doing what to his body. All he knew was that he was so hard his cock was hurting and leaking precum.
As if one mind, they went to work on his nipples, sucking, licking, and nibbling, both making their way down his body, until their tongues were licking up each side of his cock.
“Oh fuck,” Wyatt moaned as Emma’s mouth engulfed the head of his cock, while Lilly licked the bottom half of his shaft.
Wyatt could feel the tip of Emma’s tongue darting in and out of the slit and under the rim, while Lily licked his shaft. He had never felt such intense pleasure before. When Lily’s mouth moved down to his balls and Emma took more of him in her mouth, he lost it. He let out a primal scream as he filled her mouth with jets of cum until his cock wilted in her mouth.
“A little quick on the trigger, but his cum tastes so good, Lily. You are going to have to sample it.”
“I plan to but, also want it my ass. I think he is the right size for that.”
Without another word, both moved up to his head, leaning over him so their breasts were near his mouth. Turning his head to the right, Wyatt captured Emma’s nipple, sucking and tugging on it with his lips, his tongue flicking over the nipple. Letting Emma’s nipple slip from his mouth, Wyatt turned his attention to Lily’s nipple. After several minutes, Lily pulled back and went down between his legs, her tongue lightly brushing against the tip. Emma moved up and straddled his face, her pussy juices dripping on his lips. She braced herself on the ground above his head with her hands.
