Ensnared by the nymphs

"Join us," whispered the nymph in his ear. The one before him slipped open his trousers effortlessly. David was too bewildered to resist, especially since his companion seemed to take no notice of them at all, even as her ragged clothes were stripped away.

"Wait," David said to the girl--the woman, really--who'd brought him here. "These girls, these nymphs, they're...ohhhhh!"

The nymph kneeling in front of him took his cock in his mouth and sucked hard. A vibration went through him from head to toe. David's knees buckled and he crumpled to the floor.

"What?" David's companion said, now fully stripped of her rags. She looked down at him in confusion. The lithe nymph climbed up her nude body from behind, and still she didn't notice. "None of that, get right up and...Ahhhhh!"

The nymph had dived over the woman's head, wrapped herself around her body upside down and ducked her pixyish head between the woman's legs. "Ohhhh!" she moaned again, and staggered.

"Yes, it begins," eagerly whispered the nymph in David's ear. She helped David lie back flat on the grassy verge and leaped up to steady David's companion as she staggered under the tongue-lashing of the inverted nymph.

The nymph between David's legs paused, and his head cleared momentarily. But before he could move, the other nymph had steered his companion toward him, over him, down...

The inverted nymph leaped lightly to her feet, to help her sister -- surely their similar features, they must be sisters -- bring the woman's moist opening down to meet David's throbbing erection. Her eyes cleared for a moment. "No, not here, we mustn't..."

They joined, and a thunderbolt went through David's body. His prick was a mile high, a simmering volcano. She wrapped around him, the night, the sky, the stars, smooth and warm. In the fullness of his sensations he could hardly move, could hardly quiver toward the completion he craved. She was above him, her face faint and distant, a deep mysterious beauty only deepened by the blood still crusting her cheek.

The nymphs twittered and flitted around them. Something, they were doing something, but David could hardly keep focused on them, the heavy charge of his desire, the immeasurable depths of the woman above him, the goddess...she spoke.

"We...could be trapped...here...worse, caught by bad...uh, unless you or I...can reach climax." she **** out.

David blinked in response. His hands moved, ponderously, to where the two of them joined, seeking the arch of her opening, the swollen seed that would grant her release. So slowly...