Move and Strip

"Perhaps we can leave the road for somewhere more comfortable. A pile of leaves, maybe?" he asked.

She got an excited look on her face and yanked him into the surrounding woods. Dante led his horse behind him. He noticed as they walked that bushes and low-hanging branches moved out of the nymph?s way, not snapping back into place until after the horse had passed. It only took a minute or two before she stopped before a large bed of leaves covered in a thin silky material with an overhanging series of branches woven into each other to make a decent roof over the bed. Dante tied Falco's reins to a tree branch out of sight of the grove bed and approached Dryope again.

She grabbed his fingers, brought them to her lips to suck on in a very suggestive manner, and then pulled the bard gently to the bed. "This is where I entertain guests. Please, be my guest," she said with a gesture to the mattress of leaves, a mischievous grin, and a lick of her lips. It almost sounded like a ritual phrase.

?Your guest would like to take your clothes off and make love to you,? Dante said with desire in his eyes.

?Only if I get to take your clothes off first, Dante.? She grinned at him. Without waiting for an answer, the dryad pulled Dante?s tunic out of his trousers and untied the neck. She lifted it over his head and tossed it beside the forest bed. Then she attacked his trouser drawstring, yanking out the knots and dropping them to the ground. She was as forward as a courtesan. His cock was making a tent in his undergarment; he was standing in just a thin, linen under-tunic and under-breeches. "You humans have so many clothes! How do you stand it?" she asked playfully. He quickly stepped out of the pile of cloth and pulled her into an embrace, kissing her fervently on the lips. She kissed him back deeply, slipping her tongue into his ready mouth, as her hands untied his breeches. He caressed her back and the sides of her generous breasts as she worked.

She took a half step back, lifted the under-tunic off his body, and pulled his breeches to the forest floor. His naked penis pointed straight away from his body toward this delicious wood nymph, aching to be touched. Again, he stepped out of his clothes, leaving a second pile next to the first. She stared at his endowment with a hungry look in her eye. She purred.

?My turn,? said Dante, as he took the hem of her dress in his fingers. He lifted it quickly over her head, as she raised her arms to help. Underneath, her slim figure with her large mountains of tits was completely nude. With her arms in the air, her breasts jutted out farther than before and wobbled gently from her movement. He flung the garment on top of his tunic and, then, pounced on her tits, groping them both and lowering his mouth to suckle. He sucked the large swollen nipple into his mouth, taunting it with his tongue. Dryope?s moan echoed in the trees, causing birds and forest animals to chirp and chitter.