Lust, Guilt, Entrapment Ch. 13

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As soon as I was through the door, Melissa was all over me. When she smelled my mouth, she kissed and licked me like cupid's freaky stepsister had been using my wife for target practice. She fondled me, and I told her "you'll love the present waiting down there too!"

She fell to her knees, pulling me out.

"Oo, I do love it!" she said, sucking my damp dick into her mouth. She bobbed for a minute, then paused and looked up. "So, Romeo, is love in the air, or just on your dick."

"It's definitely in the air. A lifetime's worth -- oh you mean Danielle?"

She rolled her eyes at my corny joke.

"She hasn't said it outright yet, but I don't think it will be long."

"Stud" she said approvingly, and went back to sucking me clean. Let me tell you, learning that my wife loved me fucking other women was one thing. Learning that it turned her on to see me romancing another woman? That was so wild I almost didn't know what to think. Or I wouldn't have, if Melissa's desire hadn't continued to be very, very obvious as I dated Danielle and her wedding grew closer.

A couple of days later I called Tammy. We caught up a bit and I told her I had a job for her. I told her that I had a date the next night, and I wanted to come home to my wife and her sister in bed. Tammy loved the idea.

"Really rev each other up, okay?"

"You got it Mister Lipstick. So we're the after party?"

"Saving the best for last!"

"Just don't wear yourself out on your date -- is it Susan, Danielle, somebody new?"

"Danielle. I do need to go see Susan and Hannah."

"We need to hire a harem manager."

"Good idea! It would have to be a woman though, and we all know how that would end up..."

She laughed "no kidding -- and then she'd start abusing her authority, and it would just get messy."

"That's tomorrow night!"

"Getting messy? Mm, I hope so!"

I called Danielle and made sure she was free the next night. She had to cancel on Alan, but she didn't hesitate.

Melissa teased me for a long time before I left the next afternoon. I returned the favor, talking about what her sister was going to do to her. I got her turned on, but holy shit did she have hungry for pussy. She was naked on the couch, her legs spread as wide as possible when I left. Her goodbye wish was "go get her Romeo. Make her fall in love!" I turned around, walked back in and gave her pussy one deep lick. Then I kissed her and said "anything for you baby!"

Tammy pulled up as I was leaving. I gave her a kiss too. "Drive her crazy Tammy."

"Can do -- have fun with Danielle!"

I didn't even get the chance to knock on Danielle's door. She was right at the end of the driveway, wearing a pair of Daisy Dukes and a tied off shirt that was clearly also serving as her bra. I got out, gave her a big kiss, and opened the door. She leaned over at the waist, pretending to brush something off of the seat. Her shorts did NOT cover her pussy. The tiny bit of fabric that kept them from being a skirt had slipped to the side, and her shaved pussy was on display, just for me.

She played with my dick as I drove us to the park. We got out and started walking, taking the same trail as before. Once I learned she'd had a good day, I asked about the wedding. She was telling me all about it, sounding nervously happy for most of it. I reassured her.

"Listen love, you don't have worry about upsetting me. I want you to have a wonderful wedding. I want you to be my married harem member, and you want that too, right?"

"I do; I think t's going to make being your lover even more exciting. Oh, and I love him. I just..."

"What is it my wood nymph?"

She smiled. "He wants to use standard vows. I think --"

"You think it's impersonal and dull, and wish he was putting more thought into it?"

She smiled, in a confused, sad sort of way.

I got down on one knee. "Danielle, you are my lover and my love. You bring me joy, by making me happy and by allowing me to make you happy. Your beauty, your caring, and most of all your adventurous spirit inspire me. Our love defies the rules, and remakes them. Join me in my harem, and you gain not one love but many loves. Let us forge an adventure few will understand, but will build you up as you love and obey me, and I learn every day to love you more deeply. This I pledge."

She stared down at me. Her eyes were rimmed with moisture. She was silent for a few moments. Then she said "please stand up Carl." I thought she was mad at me, or disappointed or something. It'd never seen the look that was on her face.

"That was beautiful. Hell, you made that up, didn't you? Right on the spot?"

"Well, not really. I'd been thinking about your wedding a lot, and what I'd want our vows to sound like."

"What would my vow be?" she whispered.

"Well, I hope you'd want to say something like 'Carl, your love has taught me more about who I am. Your love has taught me more about who I can be. I am more than the superficial worlds sees, and I love you for seeing that. The surface marriage exists to highlight the deeper truth, that our love, our deeper bond transcends the everyday. In truth, at my core, I am yours. I love you, I will obey you, and I live for our love. Being your forest nymph is my truth. When we are together, I am yours. When we cannot be, I am yours even more deeply, and our love sustains me until we are together again.'"

She kissed my lips, staring into my eyes.

"Wow. I want to hear that again."

"You liked it?"

"I shouldn't -- even in our vows I'm divided between him and you. But it's knd of -- well, it speaks to me. There's always been the me everyone sees, and she has her good points. I could walk away from her, but she's part of me. The good little girl, the good conventional wife. But the best thing about her is the contrast she throws against the real me, the forest nymph. No one has ever seen her, much less understood her, the way you do."

"Wow -- that's -- wow. What are you saying Danielle?"

"Carl, I'm saying I love you. I want you to write those vows down, as close as you can, and we'll say them to each other on my wedding day."

"Your wedding day with Al?"

"Alan, but yes. You want me to marry him, and in a lot of ways it's the right thing to do, but my forest nymph wants us to say vows that day. They will mean even more to me."

"That sounds wonderful Danielle. Tell me you love me again."

"I love you Carl."

"I love you Danielle. I hope you love Melissa too."

"Melissa allows you to be with me -- she's queen of the harem. I can't tell you -- her -- how grateful I am for that."

"You're amazing my forest nymph. I love how you figure all this out for yourself. Conventions be damned."

"Not totally by myself. I figure it out with you my love." She sank to her knees, right there on the trail. I didn't care at all about the risks. My lover wanted to suck me, and I wanted to be inside her. I slid into her mouth, feeling her soft tongue, the wetness, the incredible suction as she pulled her head back. I found my phone and got a picture. She smiled up at me, her lush lips wrapped around my shaft.

"Please send that to Melissa. Tell her I want permission to love her husband."

"Done baby." I sent the photo and the message.

Melissa took a few minutes to respond. Even knowing how much all this turned my wife on, those were a long couple of minutes.

"Danielle, you have permission to love him. You serve him, and me, and we will give you love and joy in return. And orgasms."

I showed it to Danielle. She took the phone and texted back "Yes, queen of the harem. Your forest nymph agrees. Be my deeper truth, together!" She finished with a kiss emoji. Melissa sent back two kisses.

Danielle sucked me back into her mouth. She clearly wanted to celebrate with a meal. I ran my fingers through my lover's hair as she worked on me, driving me closer and closer to release.

"Wait wait wait holy fuck that feels good but wait!"

"What?" Danielle gasped.

"We just became lovers on a whole new level. I want our first time to be completely naked, not half dressed and... we should take our time."

Danielle rubbed my dick on her face. I could see she was thinking.

"I've got an idea then. Give my pussy a pump, because I am a forest nymph after all."

"MY forest nymph."

"Your forest nymph. So here." She pulled her shorts down just enough. We really could have just moved the strip of fabric to the side, the shorts were so indecent. But she pulled them down, bent over, and I slid into the liquid depths of my new.... Harem forest nymph wife? I wasn't pondering terminology as her body gripped me.

She popped up all too quickly. I had been starting to reevaluate my silly "lets take our time" idea, but Danielle really liked her idea. She pulled up her shorts and led me back to the car. It seemed to take forever. We'd been talking for a while I suppose. At least we were deep in the woods when we were fooling around on the trail.

She asked me to drive her home. She didn't care where I parked. She pulled me out of the car and led me to her door. Once we were inside, she quickly showed me around her little apartment. It was cozy and pretty. I liked her decorating. She smiled when I told her so.

"Thank you lover. I'm going to be adding more nature to my decorating. I'm a forest nymph. But now your forest nymph needs you to be patient, and keep your eyes closed. Wait, hang on. She pulled a bottle out of a cabinet and poured me a drink. Then she found a sleep mask.

She moved a chair to face the door. "This may take a few minutes, so wear this and enjoy your drink."

'Mm, there's wheat in the mash bill."

"What?"

"The whiskey. It has wheat in it, not just corn."

"Really? I -- nevermind. Keep the mask on."

"I thought you were going to obey me" I said with a chuckle.

"True. This is a request, my love. Trust me, you'll enjoy it."

I kept the mask on, and sipped from my glass. I really got a lot out of it. Fewer distractions with my eyes covered? Sharpened senses from the anticipation? Silly bullshit from a manically horny mind? Who knows. I took the last swig. I was swishing it around in my mouth when she said "okay my love."

I turned, and almost spit out the whiskey. There she stood in her wedding gown. She hadn't done much with her makeup besides some very, very red lipstick, but she had on the full gown, veil and all.

"The groom shouldn't see this before the wedding. But rules like that are for Alan, not for the forest nymph. So here I am." She twirled, which was almost disastrous -- her legs got tangled in the fluffy gown -- I don't know what to call the lower half, but the train or something didn't exactly help her twirl easily.

We got her straightened out, and then she lifted her leg. Her hand grabbed her ankle, and she lifted. She was almost doing the splits, balancing on one leg. Unfortunately her ruffles and lace hid what she was offering me. I brushed aside the layers, finally discovering the shaved, spread vagina hidden from the world but open to me. The sight took my breath away.

"You are stunning."

"Take me in my gown" she said. I helped her hold her leg up, and kissed her. She leaned against me, open, vulnerable, almost helpless in her pose. I wished like hell I had gotten undressed instead of just sitting there having a drink.

I wrapped my arms around her and lifted. She was pinned against me with her leg up. Her pussy was still spread, drooling. I could smell it as I carried her to the bed. I set her down, stood up, and set a world record for how fast a man can get undressed. She gathered her skirts and lifted her legs. There was that shaved pussy again. There was the tattoo that already marked her as mine. I kissed the tattoo, and said "tell me what you want."

"I want you to tell me to take your dick. I want you to mount your forest nymph, lover. Be the first to take me in my gown and consummate our vows."

I pulled her to the edge of the bed, and rubbed my knob through her lips.

"Tell me you love me when I put it in you, okay?"

"Yessss" she hissed. I sank my erection into my nymph, and she gasped "I love you!"

"You are my forest nymph, my lover" I said as I pulled back for the next stroke.

"Forever" she gasped as I began to mate with her, taking her for myself in an intimate, improvised ceremony of consummation.

She tried to scoop her breasts out of the dress, but it was too rigid. From the waist up, the damn thing was armor. From the waist down, we were joined.

"Picture! I want pictures!" she gasped. It was a good idea, so I pulled out and got my phone. She lifted her legs in an obscenely inviting vee. Her puffy, wet pussy was on display for me and the camera. I took some shots that captured all of her, then got a couple of closeups, making sure the lipstick was visible too. Then I put an inch into her and got a couple of photos. Then I rammed in suddenly, rewetting my dick in her unprotected snatch. I got couple of photos showing the wetness, then rammed in again and photographed our pelvises mashed together. I sent a couple of them to Melissa, and then got back to pounding Danielle.

"We're wrinkling my dress -- I love it. I hope people wonder what I've been doing. I know my mother will wonder. Fuck I wish you could suck my tits!"

"God I love your bare pussy baby. It feels so amazing!"

"You like my pussy? Does it feel good?"

"Fucking amazing!"

I was moving deep inside her, and she flexed her muscles as she talked about her pussy. It felt amazing, watching myself violate this fiancée's body, framed in waves of white. I wanted a look at her ass, so I pulled out and told her to roll over.

She had a bit of trouble managing all the fabric, but she got there. When she was on her knees, the first thing I saw were her shoes. They were white of course, but barely had a heel.

"Are those the shoes you're going to wear?"

"Yes, Alan picked them out."

"Sheesh. Well I'm picking better ones tomorrow. You'll wear the shoes I choose."

"Okay, okay, now please fuck me!" She had gathered up her skirts and pulled them forward, giving me the view I'd been hoping for. The smooth, pert cheeks of her ass framed her pink little holes. I leaned over and ran my tongue from her clit up to her asshole. I paused at her pussy's opening, then moved up and licked her puckered little hole. Deeply.

"Oh fuck, what are you doing to me? Holy fuck! Oh!"

I slipped a finger into her pussy. She panted, squirmed, and orgasmed for me. I wanted to bury my face between her legs and get the best possible taste of her pleasure, but I didn't want to change things up and interrupt her orgasm. I felt her asshole clench and quiver on my tongue.

"Please -- your dick -- fuck me!"

I slipped between her lips, spreading them but not entering. She moaned and pushed back, trying to take me into her body.

"Ah ah ah -- what are you baby?"

"Your forest nymph."

"That's right -- you're my wild forest nymph, but you also vowed to obey. So when do you get my dick?"

"When you say so lover."

"Good girl -- you're so amazing. Wild and free, more than anyone else knows, but also a very good, obedient lover for me. You are one in ten million my love."

I stroked her clit with my knob, massaging it.

"I'm so glad I make you happy. Please give me that dick Carl. I need you inside me. I need to feel your dick, your love, filling me up."

I kept teasing her clit until she was a quivering, drooling, writhing mess.

"Fuck, PLEASE, I need your dick! I need your dick so fucking bad! Please? I need your cock more than air!"

"Tell me you love me my nymph."

"I love you! PLEASE PUuuuuuuuaaaaahhh!'" I sank my dick into my lover.

"Whose bride are you really?"

"Yours, yours, oh fuck yes fuck me with that dick! Oh fuck!"

I was thrusting deep and hard now, holding her ass and taking her vagina. She grunted and flexed, lost in the feeling of my dick plundering her body. I wished I could fondle her breasts, but the dress prevented that. Hell, I couldn't even them at first. She was a mass of frilly white with two legs and a pussy!

"Carl I fucking love your dick. I bet you've already fucked me more than Alan has."

"Seriously?"

"Oh god please don't stop! I think so. We'll make sure you have. He's not getting any on his wedding night. I'll get him drunk, say I have a headache, whatever. Poor guy, he's hardly ever going to fuck his wife, because I'm really your wife. I'll let him once or twice so he can't ask for annulment, and then he better get used to celibacy. My pussy is for you."

"Well, he chose to be who he is. Guess who WILL get fucked on her wedding night?" I asked.

"Me?"

"That's right lover. My nymph is NOT going to have a celibate wedding day."

"Oo, what are you going to do to me my love?"

"You'll see. You're going to have a great day. Oh, and you're going to lose your wedding ring, act upset, and I'll give you the new one. You can tell him you replaced it yourself!"

"I'll get rid of it within 24 hours!"

"Well hold on -- love the enthusiasm, but it has to be at a time when you can get a new one without it seeming staged. Probably after the honeymoon."

"Oof, the honeymoon. What am I going to do? I mean, you've got other women to fuck, but I'm going to be stuck with him for two weeks!"

"We'll figure something out. Worst case, give him a lay or two then start showing him what his life is really going to be like. While sending me sexy photos!"

"I don't want to think about it. Just fuck me baby. All I want to think about it your dick, how good it feels inside me!"

I gave her what she asked for. I was amazed at the thought of fucking a woman who loved me, while another woman who loved me waited at home. For more fucking. Unbelievable.

"Hey, where'd you go? Your forest nymph needs cock!"

"Sorry lover, I was just wondering if I should make you wait until your wedding day to get my cum again."

I could tell right away that she did not like the idea. At all. She took a deep, nervous breath and said "your nymph will obey if that's what you want my love."

"Good girl" I said, and kept moving inside her. I slowed a bit, not wanting to finish before I made up my mind about waiting for the wedding.

"I want to try something" I said after a few more minutes. "Let me have some room." She moved to the side and I got on my back. She started to swing a leg over my cock, but I smiled and hooked my finger at her. She smiled, and my face soon entered a world of white and pink. Her dress trapped me in a sauna where her aroma was the steam. Holy shit. I was high on pussy perfume. I swear, I heard tastes and felt sounds as she fed me the snatch I'd been probing. I was barely coherent enough to do a good job. If she had wanted me to just lay there while she rubbed herself on me that would have been fine with me!

But I take pride in a job well done. And pleasing my women. So I licked as she rode my face. It took some work, but I got a hand under her dress and fingered her. Soon I had my nymph writhing and moaning. Her fluids soaked my face. We were both loving it. She screamed my name and orgasmed on me. I licked and tongued her as she shuddered on top of me. Her clit was so hard it felt like it would bruise my tongue.

When she was done, she gently rubbed herself on my mouth. I was in no hurry for that to end, but after a while she leaned over, crawled forward, and kissed my dick. Then she crawled all the way off of me.

"Please stand up my love."

I stood over her. She looked wonderful. I don't think she was kneeling. I couldn't see her legs of course, but I think the was doing that knees together, calves to the side sort of pose that looks so fetching when a woman is naked. Her veil was over her face, obscuring her breasts a bit but also adding a bit of mystery. She pulled on the top of her dress. From this angle I could finally get a peek at her breasts as the rigid top angled forward slightly.

She rose slightly, grabbed my rod and said "I'd like to suck you my love -- may I?"

All I could do was nod. I was too captivated by this woman who had promised herself to another, then discovered a far deeper connection with me. I loved the thought of her living her superficial, normal life, and secretly giving herself to me at every opportunity. Not just because of lust, but because I'd won her on an even deeper level. I hoped that life would be as satisfying for her as it was going to be for me. I was confident it would be.

She slowly pulled the veil back and took me in her mouth. A really good blowjob is as visual as it is physical. The visual was exquisite. This fiancée was wearing her wedding dress early, just for me. She was giving me a very meaningful gift, even more than the times we'd fucked one on one or with more of the harem.

"My dick is wet. I'm soaked in you."

"I know" she said, taking me into her mouth with a seductive roll of her head.

The blowjob she gave me that evening was amazing. She locked her eyes on mine and never glanced away. I swear she didn't even blink. She knelt in her wedding dress and mouthed my rod like it was an act of worship, of adoration. Her lips were sealed to me, her tongue working within her mouth to tease my cock to the bursting point. She felt me get close, then she jammed me down her throat and tightened her lips around my base, massaging and almost serving as a cock ring. After a minute or two of that, she got back to sliding me in and out of her loving, hungry mouth. I stroked her hair as she worked my cock. She moaned with pleasure at times. It was obvious that this was satisfying a need in her as well. Her mouth slid up and down my shaft, sometimes slowly and sensually, sometimes with a desperate hunger. She felt my throbbing, and did another oral cock ring maneuver. She kept staring up at me, lust and love battling in her eyes.

When she judged that she'd administered her cool-down treatment correctly, she cupped my balls and really got to work. The sensuality was gone. She was a hungry nymph who knew what she wanted. She stroked my balls. She moaned as she throated me. She bobbed furiously. I ran my fingers through her hair. Sometimes that's a prelude to taking over, but she was already going as fast as I ever do while face fucking a woman.

She felt me throb. She took me deep. And then, when I thought she was going to cool me down again, she hummed and slammed her head up and down me even faster. She finally broke eye contact; she couldn't maintain it while she was working that hard. I felt the first rope of cum surge up my shaft and into her mouth. Her eyes flew open. She stared at me as my hips jerked. She teased my balls, wanting everything they had to give. So much for making her wait for my load. She was sucking it out of me, feeding on my lust, taking my satisfaction into her mouth. I was rocking above her, giving her what she craved as she knelt before me in that pure, white dress.

When every drop I had to give was in her mouth, she slowly slid me out. I stood there gasping. She settled back, stared up, and opened her mouth. I could barely see her tongue at first. Then she began to swirl it though my semen. She pushed a bit of my cum onto her lip, then tilted her head to draw it back in. She stuck out her frosted tongue and ran it over her lips. She tilted her head far back and puckered, pushing a little bubbling pool of sperm through the tiny orifice. Then she sucked it all back in. She leaned forward again, and let her mouth hang open. Slowly my sperm covered her lower lip. She moved a tiny bit, and it puddled there, paused. I didn't realize fluid could balance that way.

Then she slowly, deliberately pushed against the pool of semen. It cascaded down over her lip. A stream of my cum ran down her chin. She stared up at me as it gathered at the bottom of her jaw. Then a big glob dropped, landing right on her cleavage. It landed an inch above the neckline of the dress. It slid down as she pushed more of me out of her mouth. A little puddle grew where the cleavage met the neckline. I watched as my body soaked into the dress. It was marked with my sperm. When she felt it, she licked the rest off of her lip, drawing it back into her mouth. She threw her head back, her throat moved, and she showed me her empty mouth. She had swallowed far more than she'd used to mark her dress.

I drew a big gulp of air. Her erotic display had almost overwhelmed my instinct to breathe.

"Did your forest nymph please you my love?"

"You give me more pleasure than I can express Danielle."

"I don't know how obvious it will be, but I wanted to mark my dress with your sperm."

"I love it. Don't move, I want to get a picture." She smiled as I took a couple of photos.

"I loved sitting on your face in my gown baby."

"I did too -- need another round?"

She bit her lip, gave my dick a quick suck and said "Yes please -- your forest nymph needs more tongue!"

I climbed onto the bed and lay back. She crawled up over me and once again, I was under her bridal tent. I'd loved eating pussy for a long time at that point. I literally had decades of experience. I considered myself a connoisseur of the aromas, the feeling of a woman under my tongue, the tastes, the feel of thighs clamping onto my cheeks and jaw. Right then and there if I'd been made king for a day, you'd have wanted to buy stock in hoop skirts. All other forms of women's clothing would have been banned minutes after the coronation.

So I got comfortable; I planned to be there for a long, long time. Once or twice I wished another of my lipstick ladies had been there to suck me or ride me, but I was feasting and I was loving it. Danielle was too; she made a few remarks about my tongue and being glad she'd chosen a dress with a big skirt instead of something more form fitting, but then she devolved into babbling and moaning. She checked occasionally to make sure she wasn't breaking my jaw, but the uninterrupted tongue work probably kept her from getting too worried about that.

Her next orgasm was quick and intense. I kept right on going. She loved it. Her incoherent, appreciative babble began to include more actual words, like "Carl" and "tongue" and "cumming." It was getting hot under those ruffles, and I didn't mind at all. In fact, I hoped it would open my pores and let her fragrance soak into me. I was that committed to licking her, to making her cum. She did. Several times. Each time arrived faster than the last, and she got louder and louder, until she screamed, spasmed, and put ALL of her weight on my mouth. I really did start to worry about a dislocated jaw or something like that, but I never gave up. I kept doing everything I could to intensify her pleasure. Finally her screams became wordless gasps, and her grinding slowed. She was still pressed against me, but she was still. Very still. I could her my heart pounding, and her breathing.

"What WAS that?" she finally asked.

I played it off as if I'd planned it. Like I'd been holding back on her until she earned the next level.

"That was your reward for falling in love with me, my forest nymph."

"Wow. Are you sure you want me to get married? Wouldn't you rather have a live-in maid? I'll make sure Michelle gets as much out of it as you do!"

"Melissa?"

"Uh, right, Melissa. Sorry."

"Don't sweat it. It's amazing I've never called Tammy Susan, or... ugh. The possibilities are endless and bad."

"Unlike endless and good, which is a decent summary of what you just did to me."

"Good? Just... good?"

"Endless and life altering. How's that?"

"Excellent. Much better."

"Can I show my appreciation?"

"Gratitude is good, and the world needs more goodness."

"Help me out of this dress."

"As the bride wishes."

When I said that, she got a glint in her eye, wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me one hell of a kiss.

"You're right you know, I should get married. Being your lover is intense."

"I wouldn't be where I am if I were always wrong. Now, does this gorgeous thing zip, or are there buttons, or what?"

"Zipper. Here you go."

I unzipped her and stood back.

"Hang on!" I grabbed my phone and set it up for video. "Take it off slowly."

Danielle smiled. I started recording. She stared into the lens and licked her lips. Then she slowly began pushing the dress down. It slid a little, slowly exposing her breasts. When they were both clear of the dress she stopped and teased her nipples. She pushed it down further, teasing at revealing her pussy. She stopped when her tattoo was just peeking out. She turned around and bent over, showing me more and more of her ass as she slowly slid the white dress down. Finally she stepped out of it. She was wearing nothing but the heels I was going to replace.

I helped her step over the pile of dress, and picked it up. I had already stained it and wrinkled it a fair bit, I didn't want to take it too far. If it got too bad she'd have to clean it, and I didn't want that.

I was holding it up, looking around for the hangar when Danielle wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. "You're so thoughtful Carl, I love you."

"Thank you my nymph. Where's the hangar?"

"Here, let me get it." She went into the bathroom and came out with the hangar. We got the dress taken care of and put in the closet. I took off her shoes and threw them in the trash. That seemed to turn her on, and she pulled me to the bed. I ended up on top of her. Her legs were spread, and I slid right into her.

"Oh fuck yes. I'm your mate. Fuck your forest nymph!"

I was deep inside her, sucking her nipple as I probed her wet, hot depths.

"That's it, fuck me -- god I love your dick, I love how you fuck me, I just love you!"

"I love you too my nymph." I gave her several more minutes of deep thrusts, then said "Suck me lover!"

I pulled out and knelt on the bed. She crawled over in front of me and sucked my wet dick into her mouth. I took her head in my hands and used her mouth. Her tongue was working the underside as I shafted her eager face.

"Don't move." I pulled out of her mouth and crawled around behind her. I rubbed my dick in the valley of her upturned ass, then down between her thighs.

"Please -- please put it in. Take me. Take me from my fiancée baby!"

"You're starting to get off on that, aren't you my forest nymph?"

"Do you want me to? Do you like fucking me away from him?"

"Whose dick do you want?"

"Yours! Your fucking dick!"

"Who did you vow to obey?"

"You baby, only you!"

"Are you going to obey him?"

"No, just you and this dick!"

I pulled out and moved around in front of her again, sliding my wet dick into her mouth.

"That's it baby, show my what an adventurous nymph you are! Show me the woman no other man will ever see!"

She sucked me eagerly, deeply, moaning with pleasure the whole time. I rolled her over and got on top of her.

"That's it baby, give your forest nymph the cock she needs!" Her legs were up, opening her thighs to give me her pussy. I grunted as I used her body. I rolled us over and she rocked on top of me, fucking herself with my rock hard erection. She sat straight up, running her hands over her face, her neck, her breasts. Her hips ground back and forth, moving me inside her. I mauled her breasts, and felt her getting close.

"Get on the table!" She gave me a last couple of thrusts and hopped off. She hopped onto the little table in her kitchenette, spreading her legs. Instead of fucking her, I pulled up a chair and began to dine between her legs.

"Oh fuck, really, right here? Right on my table? Fuck that tongue! Don't you want to fuck me!?"

I stood up, rammed my cock into her, and sat right back down.

"Oh, okay! AAAHH!" I wanted to make her cum on her table. I slid two fingers into her. She was wet and I'd just been inside her, so the two fingers slipped right into her. I tongued her clit and worked the fingers in and out of her. She draped her legs over my shoulders, and I began curling my fingers.

"Oh fuck that feels good oh fuck oh fuck yes! Yes! YES!"

She was having trouble sitting still. I tried to use my fingers to pull her to my mouth. The pressure inside her was having a hell of an effect. I felt her clit get harder. Her fluids were soaking the table. She sat on her elbows to watch me lick her beautiful pussy, pausing occasionally to kiss her lipstick.

"You -- gasp -- fucking love -- gasp -- eating pussy -- gasp don't you?"

I composed eloquent, poetic, enthusiastic replies in my head. "Mm-HM!" I what I actually said.

She orgasmed on my face. Her writhing got hard to control as her juices lubricated her ass. She slipped all over her table. I loved watching her get off. I had the perfect point of view to her loud orgasm.

I picked her up and carried her to her bed. She fell back, exhausted. I got between her legs -- it was my turn now. She grunted as I pushed her legs open and entered her body.

"Show me you love my dick, nymph!" I said as I bottomed out.

"Love -- uh -- your dick!" she moaned. She was almost passed out!

She opened herself to me, and I probed inside her body. I took her hard and fast, while sucking her breasts. I slid it into her slowly and deeply, while sucking on her neck. I folded her body in half and ground my knob against her cervix. I rolled her onto her side, and literally fucked her sideways, admiring the view of her young breasts as they lay against each other. I lifted a leg to display her pussy, then swung one leg over her bottom leg. That ground me against her clit at the deepest point of every stroke, and she really seemed to enjoy that.

Layng on her side made it easy for me to pull out and put my cock in her mouth. She tried to suck, but she was exhausted. I used her mouth for a while, pushing my wet dick in deep enough to rub her nose in my pubic hair.

I got behind her and spooned her, fondling her breasts as my cock slipped back inside her pussy. She gave me a warm, satisfied moan as my hips rocked behind her. The cheeks of her ass felt wonderful pressed against me. I gripped her breasts as we mated. Finally my need rose. I was going to cum.

"I'm going to cum inside you my nymph, my lover."

She answered with a whimper of approval and need.

"Take my sperm." I twitched, throbbed, and my cock ejaculated inside her body. I slid around to get as deep as possible, ending up in sort of a laying doggystyle fuck. I was breeding my nymph. My cum soaked her insides, my whole body spasming as my long-awaited orgasm filled her with sperm.

I woke up hours later. I was still on my side, but Danielle was sucking me. A bit of moonlight shone through the window. I was hard inside her warm, soft mouth. I wasn't sure if I knew she was awake, so I lay back and let her do whatever she wanted. She was slowly sliding me in and out of her mouth. I could hear what sounded like fingering. The occasional moan sent waves of extra pleasure through my erection.

Finally I couldn't pretend any longer. I rolled her onto her back and mounted her mouth. My face was between her legs, licking up the juices she'd stirred up with her fingers. She grabbed my ass and encouraged me to fuck her mouth. I was gentle but deep. She gagged a few times, but her encouragement never paused. Neither did my tongue fucking. I was inside her at both ends, and loving it! So was she -- it wasn't long before a finger on her clit made her cum, writhing underneath me.

I got up and put her on her hands and knees. I used her pussy, fucking her hard. We were rocking the bed as I used her. She gasped her encouragement.

"Fuck your slutty nymph baby! Love that fucking cock!"

She was pushing back against me. I enjoyed her demonstration of desire, but she was running my rhythm. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back, pulling her head back.

"Oh yessss, that's it, take me! Fuck me! Fuck my like my fiancée can't! FUCK!"

Holy shit did that turn me on! I was actually shocked at how much her statement inspired me. I tightened my grip and fucked, pistoning away inside my forest nymph. My harem girl. My lipstick lady. I was staking my claim -- reinforcing it really. She was already mine.

"I can't wait for your wedding day. I'm going to take you like you've never been taken before."

She moaned. I pulled her hair back a bit harder.

"You want that don't you?"

She moaned. The answer was obvious. It also wasn't good enough.

"You want that, don't you? You want me to take you on your wedding day?"

"YES! So fucking bad! I want to be his bride and your whore, your forest nymph!"

"Good girl. Good nymph" I growled as I hammered my shaft into her molten depths. I used the handful of hair to move her head, just to make her feel my control. She moaned, then gasped. I slid a wet finger into her ass. She gasped loudly, then I felt her shift a bit. I guessed she was playing with her breasts. Soon I didn't have to guess about her orgasm. Her body was spasming under me, which pulled her hair no matter what I did. That meant extra stimulation, which just made her cum harder!

She was gasping and moaning, but no actual words came out of her. Her orgasm soon had me cumming in her! I was fucking so fast it sounded like applause as my bare skin slapped against her upturned ass. My bare dick pumped sperm into her pussy. I throbbed, spasming and spurting in her receptive body.

Her mind was getting clearer; she started forming words, encouraging me to take her, to cum in her cunt, to claim her body. I gave one last mighty thrust, and felt my knob press against her cervix as the final jet of semen filled her body. I kept my grip on her as I fell to the side. I wasn't going to pull out until I was good and ready.

"Holy fuck! Holy fuck! I know I told you I love you but what's after that? My god what a cock, what a fuck holy fuck!"

"You liked that baby?"

"Uh, yeah, if you couldn't tell. Wow. You can be rougher with me any time you want! Who ever heard of a forest nymph who insists on gentle sex, anyway? Wow!"

I lay there in the dark, digesting what we'd just done, and how much it had clearly done for her.

It was morning. I hadn't meant to spend the night! I didn't think Melissa would really be upset with me. Tammy might be a bit disappointed -- I hadn't fucked her in a while. Laurie either, for that matter. But they all knew the rules. Besides, sometimes a guy just gets worn out!

I kissed Danielle to wake her up. She stirred and smiled. Until she found out what time it was. We shared a brief shower, as non-sexual as it can be when you're a married man showing with an engaged woman. She walked me out to my car, and we kissed on the sidewalk.

I called Melissa and let her know I was alive.