“Hey, check that out!” Tom pointed into the dense thicket of trees. His friends, Jack and Mike, followed his gaze, squinting against the fading afternoon light.
They had stumbled upon a clearing in the woods after a day of hiking and exploration. The figure they spotted was unlike anything they had seen before. She was a vision of unearthly beauty, with skin that shimmered in an array of colors like a rainbow. Long, luscious hair cascaded down her bare back, and her eyes sparkled like dew-covered emeralds.
“Is that… a nymph?” Mike whispered, his voice cracking with a mix of awe and fear.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Jack said, trying to sound nonchalant despite his racing heart. “It’s probably just a chick dressed up for some kind of photoshoot.”
Seraphina, the rainbow nymph, stepped out of the shadows, her bare feet making no sound on the soft moss beneath her. She approached the trio with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly. Her smile was warm and inviting, yet held a hint of mischief that sent a shiver down their spines.
“Hello, handsome young men,” she purred, her voice as smooth as the silk of a spider’s web. “I’m lost. Would you help me find my way?”
The boys exchanged glances, unsure of what to make of this alluring creature. They had heard the legends of the enchanting nymphs that roamed these woods, but they had never believed them. Yet here she was, flesh and bone, looking at them as if they were the most tempting morsels she had ever laid eyes on.
Tom, the most daring of the group, took a step forward. “Sure, we’ll help you. What’s your name?”
“Seraphina,” she replied, her eyes lingering on each of them in turn. “But I’m afraid I can’t return to my home without… proper sustenance.”
Her meaning dawned on them, and they felt a mix of excitement and dread. This was no ordinary woman; she was a creature of myth, and they were about to become part of a story that would be whispered about for generations.
Without another word, she began to dance, her hips swaying to a silent melody that seemed to resonate in the very air around them. The college boys watched, transfixed, as her movements grew more and more seductive. Their own desires grew stronger, their inhibitions melting away like the last vestiges of a forgotten ice age.
Mike was the first to break the spell, stumbling forward to take her in his arms. His kiss was rough, but she didn’t seem to mind, returning it with a passion that made him feel like he was drowning in a pool of warm, sweet nectar.
Jack and Tom didn’t need any more encouragement. They moved in, each claiming a piece of her, their hands exploring her alien body with a reverence usually reserved for holy relics. They stripped away their own clothes, their excitement growing with every touch.
Seraphina led them deeper into the forest, her laughter tinkling like the sound of a babbling brook. The setting sun painted the trees in hues of gold and crimson, creating a surreal backdrop for the erotic scene unfolding.
The nymph’s eyes gleamed with a hunger that was more than physical. As they made love, she whispered ancient incantations, her voice a siren’s song that wove around their consciousness, ensnaring them in a web of lust and need.
The three of them took her, one after the other, their passion fueled by the potent magic of the forest and the nymph’s own allure. She reveled in their touch, her body arching and contorting in ways that seemed impossible.
As the last rays of light disappeared, she looked up at them, her eyes gleaming with victory. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. “You’ve given me what I need to continue my lineage.”
The boys lay there, panting and sated, their minds hazy with the afterglow of their encounter. They knew they had experienced something extraordinary, something that would change them forever.
But as they watched her fade away into the night, they couldn’t shake the feeling that they had been used for some greater purpose, a pawn in a cosmic game of which they were blissfully unaware.
And in the quiet of the woods, as the stars twinkled down upon them, the whispers of the trees grew louder, sharing the secret that had just been born beneath their branches: the promise of new life, the continuation of a lineage as old as the forest itself.
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