Forest Fantasies

Mr Sky

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Escape into your wildest fantasies with House of Erotica's latest collection featuring naughty nymphs, flirtatious fairies and a whole host of other-worldly beings.Naughty Nymphs - Mr Sky When Seb gets lost in the woods, the last thing he expects to see are two nymphs having fun in the water. And he really can't believe his luck when they ask if he wants to play... The Woodwife's Proposal - M. Marie Although he grew up hearing countless folktales warning about the dangers posed by the creatures that protect the woods beyond their village, an injured woodsman is unprepared for the true nature of the mysterious daughters of the forest when he unknowingly catches the attention of a seemingly sweet woodwife. Effortlessly, she lures him away from the safety of his campfire and, after taking an intimate measure of the man, offers him an unexpected proposal. The Secret Picnic - Ralph Greco A fairy describes her affair with a troll-and how to hide it-as the annual FOLK picnic approaches. The Woodsman - Anna Sky The Woodsman was a solitary man of the forest who found himself far from home on a cold and wet night. When a kindly stranger invited him in he gratefully accepted and found there were unexpected consequences. Witch's Daughter - Erin Pim In this forest fantasy, we follow Wisteria: a young, beautiful orphan, left to the devices of her domineering grandmother, the all-knowing Forest Witch. When Wisteria falls in love with a boy from the rivaling Elf Village, her grandmother does everything in her power to stop Zinc, the elf boy, from taking Wisteria's virginity. Teenage hormones raging, the young Wisteria must find a way to be with her true love; in heart, and body.

Sujets

• Erotic literature

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 06 mai 2015
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781785381980
• Langue: English

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FOREST FANTASIES
A House of Erotica Collection



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Forest Fantasies
published in 2015 by House of Erotica
an imprint of Andrews UK Limited
www.houseoferoticabooks.com
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The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.
Copyright © House of Erotica 2015
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Naughty Nymphs
Mr Sky
When Seb gets lost in the woods, the last thing he expects to see are two nymphs having fun in the water. And he really can’t believe his luck when they ask if he wants to play...
Seb stumbled through the trees, he’d managed to escape the bandits hunting him but along the way he had lost all of his belongings, he had no food and was miles from the nearest town. He knew he was in trouble; his back and legs were starting to ache and he desperately needed water. He reckoned he was a good five miles into the forest from the road; there would be no way to retrace his steps - in his flight of fear he’d turned and twisted, making his own path through the dimness of the old forest. He could hear the rain falling above; the thick tree canopy overhead kept the ground dry except for the odd drip. Slipping on some old moss as he climbed over a fallen trunk, he slowed his pace and carefully made his way forwards past the trees and over the old gnarly roots that looped out of the ground. He hoped he was heading in the right direction, there was some feeling of need pulling him the way he was going.
After a good hour he came across a small game trail winding its way through the trees. Seb followed it; the trail made his progress much faster. It was clear of rocks and tree roots but it still wound around with no clear direction. At one point it doubled back on itself, other times it had a gentle gradient, easy on his aching legs. Uphill and downhill Seb carried on, hoping to find refuge.
He’d lost all track of time and distance when he came into the clearing. Blinking to clear his eyes from the sudden brightness he saw a waterfall at one end. It came over the top of the hills at the far side, collecting into a pool before casting off as a slow-moving river back into the trees. The ground was bright green from the moss and grass with wild flowers of purple and blue and yellow hues scattered throughout. He could hear birds chirping happily amongst the trees and near the pool, sat on a fallen moss covered tree were two young women.
They had long curly deep red hair, cascading down their freckled naked backs. One had a foot balanced on a nearby log, her fair arms wrapped loosely around her leg. She looked up with deep blue eyes and saw Seb standing there, staring. He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she slowly stood and motioned to her companion who leapt behind her in fright.
The two women stood barely four foot high, the first one to the fore, the other hiding behind with small hands on her companion’s shoulders and her head peering over, her dark, almost black-brown eyes followed Seb’s movements. He still couldn’t stop staring at the blue-eyed woman; her nakedness was compelling. As she moved, her hair fell forward over her right shoulder to cover one breast, leaving the other pert breast teasingly in front of him.
Seb’s eyes drank in the sight as they looked down her body, taking her in from head to toe. Her ears stuck out slightly, just enough to make them strangely attractive. His gaze dropped down her slim neck and onto her chest, past her flat tummy to the hairless meeting of her legs; he could feel his breeches move as his body reacted to the view.
At that moment the sun broke back through the trees and he blinked. As he opened his eyes he realised the women were gone. He moved forward and sat on the log. The warmth from where they’d sat was still there. There was a sudden splash from the pool and he turned his head; in the clear water he could see them swimming, playing suggestively with each other. Hands and mouths were all over. Seb sat and watched the performance. As he did so he began to imagine what it would be like to be with playing with them, hands and mouths all over.
Their delicate little hands grabbed at each other’s breasts. As they held and let go, rubbing themselves together, one of them disappeared under the crystal clear water and Seb could see her nuzzling between the other’s legs. Hands wrapped round pulling her in, and he imagined they were squeezing her buttocks. With her head held back and her hair spreading over the water, there was a sound of pleasure coming from the girl as her hands pulled the other’s head firmly into her.
He felt the log move as they sat. He’d been too carried away to notice they had left the pool, and now he had one to either side. “So, you would like to join us?” The one to his left almost purred into his ear, a single small hand resting on his thigh. It was high enough to feel the movement of his manhood as it grew. The touch was electrifying and all thought of bandits and running for his life left Seb’s mind.
“We like it when men come to play,” said the other woman as she started to tug at his clothing. “Let’s get you out of these things then we can go play in the water.” She pushed a hand into the neckline of his shirt and down to his chest. He held his breath at the touch, savouring it.
A warning niggled at the back of Seb’s mind but he batted the thought away, his lust taking over, and nodded his agreement. He undid the laces to his jerkin and pulled off his shirt, the women’s hands caressed his torso, tugging at his chest hair as he did so. One of them started nibbling his ear as the other pulled off his boots, her hands searching up his trouser leg. Seb ran his hands though the nibbler’s hair, gently pulling her mouth to his, their tongues finding each other and exploring the sweetness of each other’s mouths.
There was a tugging at his crotch and Seb lifted his hips, allowing his breeches to be pulled off, his erection an immediate fascination for the pair of nymphs. They touched it and licked it, nibbling at him, and then wrapped their small hands round and gave it an experimental tug, making him groan in pleasure.
He was pulled to his feet by one of them, whilst his clothes were picked up by other. Both had bright smiles on their faces. He was tugged forwards but stopped after only a couple of steps. His hands were yanked sharply behind his back, and he could feel them being tied together.
“Woah!” he half yelled, fear rising from the pit of his stomach.
“We will have some fun with this one sister!” said one of the nymphs behind him. “He was watching us without asking, and that’s naughty!” She paused, and he could hear her breath. He imagined her little mouth pouting, her red lips glistening in the light and his cock twitched, despite his fear. “Surely this behaviour should be punished?”
The Woodwife’s Proposal”Certainly!” The other excitedly agreed. “We shall have to make him pay for interrupting our play together.” A small hand appeared from behind and forced his mouth open. It popped a rag between his lips before something else was tied round his head to hold it in.
He was pulled backwards; the little nymph had unexpected strength, and he tripped, landing on his rear. She continued dragging him back to the log and he could see her partner thoughtfully selecting large sticks from the forest floor. She gave them a swish, and he heard them make a whistling sound as they cut the stillness of the air. She discarded all but one of them and came back to join her companion.
The log banged into his back as he was roughly manoeuvred. The pair of them turned him face down over it, the rough bark scratching uncomfortably against the exposed end of his hard cock. He could smell the broken and distressed moss, the scent of it filling his nostrils.
He felt a slight weight pressing him down, and a leg dropped down each of his sides. He realised one of them sat on his back, her legs straddling him, and he heard her giggle as she moved about.
“Sister,” came from behind. “You are meant to wait until I’ve started before playing with yourself!” The bark bit deeper as his cock strained against the log. He could imagine the nymph sat on him, her fingers exploring the naked mound between her legs.
There was a swish and then Seb felt a sharp sting across his buttocks. His whole body rocked forward, scraping and scratching against the moss and the bark. The nymph on his back rocked back and forth and he felt a small hand grab his hair, pulling sharply. “More, do it again!” She giggled, a little short of breath.
Again the swish and sting. “Keep going!” The sting came again and again and the rocking on his back grew more pronounced. His head was pulled upwards until he could see the forest in front of him. He started finding it hard to breath with the gag in and was going a little light-headed. His vision misted with tears, yet harder and harder the stick hit his behind, with no hint of mercy. The noise from his back became more frantic and he heard ragged breaths in time with the rocking until there was a squeal and a shudder. A final blow struck across his rear and his head fell forward as his hair was released. The nymph slid off his back and stood in front of him, her face red from the exertion. Slowly she folded to the floor and curled into a ba