The way it is natural for a man to satisfy his lust with a woman, whether that woman is human or not.

You are not well-versed in physical intimacy between a man and a woman, having forgone such romantic relationships in order to train as a knight and provide for your sister, but you are not ignorant of how things are done. You have heard the baudy tales from the other knights on the training fields, after all. Moreover, that burning desire within you that seems so much like a living thing raging and roiling within you seems to push you towards action before you even know what you're doing. It is as though your body knows what your mind does not and you, overwhelmed by lust as you are, let your body take the lead without complaint or hesitation.

Your hands reach out to grasp the nymph's thighs as she lays there on the ground and you part them to reveal her lovely womanhood, the tender folds of her glistening with the wetness of water and, perhaps, arousal as you bare that part of her to your sight. She lets out a gasp as, in parting her thighs, you touch her again with the gauntlet and, again, she shudders at the contact. It seems that the touch of the dark artifact on your right hand is almost like an aphrodisiac or **** to her as her skin flushes and the wetness of her eager sex grows even more pronounced.

The sight of her, so wet and ready for you, tears away any last lingering remnant of restraint or shyness that clung to your virgin heart and you reach down to unlace your breeches and shove the leather garment down to release your achingly hard erection. Your manhood is not the largest, but neither is it undersized. At seven inches, you believe yourself to be a respectable size, but you don't care much about that. You never had before, but, right now, your lack of caring isn't due to a lack of romantic interest but rather because you don't care if your endowment is great or not at the moment so long as you can bury it in the warm wetness of the nymph's pussy.

That being the case, there is no hesitation in you as you position yourself between the nymph's thighs, placing your hands on the ground on either side of the naiad's body as the head of your rigid cock teases at her slit. You shudder at the sensation, the slide of tender flesh against the swollen, sensitive tip of your manhood altogether new and intensely pleasurable to you. You would marvel at this, at this first feeling of a woman's sex against your own, but your raging lust would hardly allow you to do something so passive as marvel at a sensation.

So, without further ado, you slide your rigid cock into the embrace of the water nymph's tight, warm cunt. You slide yourself within her and the nymph moans at the penetration, her arms and legs finding strength once more as she reaches up to link her hands at the back of your neck and her legs wrap about your waist loosely. You hilt yourself within her, your pelvis grinding against her hard little clitoris without your even knowing that's what you're doing when you rock your hips against her. She shudders and moans at the sensation and her fingers dig into your skin and legs tighten as though to encourage you to keep going.

The encouragement was unneeded but more than welcome as you begin to move, sliding your rigid cock halfway out of her velvet sheath, her inner walls clenching around you as though begging for you to remain inside of her, before slamming yourself back inside of her. Now you cry out as the feeling of your first time well and truly fucking a woman becomes too intense to bear. Your hips begin to buck wildly, your balls slapping against her as you thrust yourself as deeply as you can again and again like a wild beast rutting.

You, however, are not a wild beast. Not really. You are a young man who has not known the touch of a woman before this and, as such, you do not last long. It is a wonder you lasted beyond the first penetration into the naiad's heavenly pussy, but such wonders cannot last as, after a bare five minutes, you find the pleasure to be too much and you thrust your cock frantically into the nymph's eager cunt for a few more seconds before you lose control and spill your seed within her. You shudder and cry out at the intensity of your first (non-self induced) orgasm, shooting your modest load within the depths of the naiad who moans and coos in pleasure at your cumming inside her.

As you come to the end of your climax, the naiad, feeling superior once more over the virgin who could not last long enough to give her release as well, looks up into your eyes and smiles coyly as she presses a hand to your cheek gently. "Oh, my. Was my pussy so good to you that you could not last longer than that, dear boy? Was it too much for you, precious? I know, I know. Come now. Come lay against my bosom and we can rest together. Come, come, my handsome boy."

You pant over her, your hands still pressed to the ground beside her, but you do not respond to her just yet. No, you do not respond to her condescending words for a long moment. And, when you do, it is with the accompaniment of your gauntleted hand suddenly gripping her throat tightly enough for her to feel your strength, but not tightly enough to truly hurt her...much.

The nymph's eyes go wide and, again, she gives a shuddering moan as the dark artifact comes into contact with her skin. She looks up at you, confused and frightened...and then she feels you begin again to thrust inside of her, your cock still as hard as ever. Perhaps even harder than it was before as you churn the semen you'd already spilled within her with every thrust. You begin to slide your cock into her, over and over, once more and then you look up into her eyes and, when your eyes meet, her eyes widen even further as you smile at her with uncharacteristically dark glee.

And her fear is not unfounded for, unbeknownst to you, when your eyes met with hers, there was the barest gleam of blood red light within the depths of your green eyes before it faded away. You didn't know it, didn't know the darkness that emanated from the gauntlet on your right hand had already started to seep into you, but you felt the power within you. You felt it...and you found that you liked it.