Jed and Gloria strode through the forest in the early morning glow. The grass and the leaves still held onto their sparkling crystal-clear dew.
The waking sun's steep rays warmed their skin, almost as warm as the smiles they gave to each other.
Wandering through the sleepy forest, Jed stops and picks out a marigold bathing in sunshine, just recently opened its bloom to a new day.
He gently places a hand on Gloria's shoulder, she stops and looks at him surprised for a brief moment.
The deep red, ball-like flower, placed on his wife's hair, its sensual orange petal tips complimenting the brown of her locks and eyes.
She blushes and as a thanks, kisses him on the cheek.
The morning walks in the forest were a staple of theirs. However, on weekends like these, they'd sometimes even do something else than just walk amongst the nature.
Suddenly they hear a voice, like a gasp.
Could somebody be in trouble?
They glance at each other with raised eyebrows and curiosity, as they advance towards the direction of the sound.
Another, like a moan, catches Gloria off guard and makes her heart jump in fright and unexpected arousal.
The pleasure in that voice was palpable, so pure and intense.
Now, she was truly interested to find out just what was going on here.
***
I press through a flock of flourishing green bushes, the sounds leading us to its source.
Behind the foliage, a small clearing and underneath a tree, a girl sitting down.
Jed presses against my back and reaches out to see over my shoulder.
Is that...?
This young woman, it definitely was Floret, but... why was her dress all torn up, she was... dirty and muddy.
What's she doing here anyway? And this early too.
Is she... sleeping?
I spot a massive red flower next to her.
A stinking corpse lily?!
Had she been looking for the graduation flower all night?
And I thought she might just be the first one ever, to refuse wearing any.
A row of small black and brown creatures appear from within the bloom, their determined march leading them straight to her, gathering underneath her dress.
Actually, a lot of movement was happening between her legs, just about covered by her dress.
Another sweet moan is let out.
Saliva floods into my mouth, which I promptly swallow in my nervousness.
"Should we help her?" Jed asks quietly from behind me.
Should we?
Turning to look at Jed, he looks anxious, no doubt distressed what was unfolding before us.
I only manage to utter a single letter: "I-", before further loud sounds of pleasure pull my attention back at the scene.
A black swarm builds up, large enough to raise her dress upwards and show without a doubt, what was happening.
I cannot take my eyes off her, this massive writhing pile of bugs desperate and eager to gain entry into her.
Intense and determined, like it was the only thing they had ever wanted.
As I feel a drop of drool drip down my chin, I quickly close my open mouth.
Suddenly, the larvae shoot up her pussy, like a single organism.
The girl shakes in pleasure and cries out in orgasm.
"Ha-" I gasp without intending to, a warmth spreads between my legs.
I- I just-
From only watching-
My heartbeat quickens, I feel it pound hard in my chest, all the way down in my stomach.
I breath shallow and quick breaths, grabbing my own breast to tease the tip of my hard nipple.
"Jed..." I turn and look at him, my breathing hot, searing my lips and nose.
He looks back surprised, not sure where to lay his eyes.
I stop squeezing my breast, it only made this feeling worse, instead of relieving it.
Falling on my knees, I press against Jed and squeeze him, my breasts squish at his firm torso.
He slightly flinches, my erect nipples must feel like sharp tacks to him, even through our clothes.
"Make me feel... as good as she." I strain to speak, my thoughts jumbled up, my body on fire.
I feel almost manic, like I could pass out any moment.
He seems to be out of it, his hands not around his dearest, not responding to her wishes.
"P-please."
I look up, flushed and begging, at his chiseled face.
"O-of course." My husband's lost expression changes and he smiles lovingly at me.
He crouches a little to kiss my lips and undoes his belt.
Without breaking the kiss, they both remove their trousers, Gloria's crotch already sparkling, ready to go. Her husband's cock bounces to full attention from his boxers.
I let out a yelp and laugh as he suddenly picks me up, despite our height difference. He presses my back against the trunk of a tree.
His hands search down my waist, firmly gripping and sinking into my ass cheeks.
My fully lubricated hole was ready for him, as the erect cock easily pushes past my lips and deep inside, penetrating me.
I close my eyes for a moment and enjoy the sensation.
We continue our kiss for a moment more, as he starts pounding with intensifying rhythm. The rough surface of the tree tests me as I am pushed against it repeatedly, a delightful sting.
"Haah - Ahhh" I cry out, but Jed's voice of pleasure doesn't join our chorus.
I open my eyes to see him gazing downwards, at his legs, though he doesn't stop pounding my tingling insides like the good husband he is.
"Gloria- those things-"
"Let them~" I quickly answer, as I see the larvae have taken an interest in us, crawling up his legs.
Pleasure clouds my reason, as I find no flaw in my logic:
What harm could these bugs possibly do, if they brought such pleasure to Floret?
I feel the skittering tickle too, they have climbed the tree to reach me.
Tiny legs feel their way around my shoulders, go inside of my loose shirt, finding their way to my hips.
Some take a detour around my ass, brushing close to my anus, but make a U-turn back to the main dish.
Yes... yes... come to me.
That's the right place.
Soon the trails of larvae find the scene of action, a spot where two become one.
Jed seems unnerved by this development.
These visitors even grip and crawl on his balls, a treatment he wasn't used to.
Despite this, he doesn't stop making love to me.
"Oaaaah!" Suddenly they both gasp and squeeze each other hard with cramped grips.
Larvae had entered Gloria's pussy in between thrusts, their rough hard skin pressed in between the dick and her walls, tightening their already close fit.
Their wiggling legs pleasured them both at the same, as they were pushed further and further inside.
Like a sudden addition of rims and bumps to his penis, no condom needed for it, this time.
"Don't- stop."
Jed changes his rhythm of pounding me, he pulls out far, briefly in between each thrust so that the larvae get in between them properly.
I expected no less from my crafty man.
"Aahhah!" A swarm of larvae around his throbbing dick stretch my insides and I cry out.
After they are pushed deep inside, against my cervix, they wiggle on through it, inside my womb. A positive, motherly feeling at the bottom of my stomach starts building.
"Uuuhh~"
Another thrust and another extra tight, larvae laid hole, to squeeze his shaft for all its worth.
Pre-cum mixed in with my own, leaking from between us, warmly blanketing the awaiting guests at the gates of paradise.
They were starting to build up in numbers, a group of our fans, awaiting entry.
Just like what happened to Floret.
Excited I fantasize of what's to come.
We hug tightly and kiss for the umpteenth time, our tongues intertwining hungrily, mirroring the action below.
Jed picks up the pace, the larvae throw themselves in the way and into the hole for a ride, each and everyone receiving their trip. The increased movement causes some to fall down from my thighs, but soon enough, the lost ones crawl back onto me, starting on a new climb.
The marigold drops from my head as we both start to tremble. A long line of saliva hangs between us and stretches down from our kiss.
My mouth is left uncontrollably open, exhausted, I push out breaths that scorch my nostrils and dry my lips.
I- I- Haah~
Close to the edge, I let my arms go from around Jed's neck and let him carry my whole weight. I pull off my shirt and throw it away, my breasts bounce from the act. Jed approves of the sight, as he should.
From my soaked crotch, I grab two handfuls of wriggling larvae.
I- I need more!
I splosh the groups of bugs onto both of my breasts and start rubbing them against my nipples. A sticky, strongly scented mixture, laid with extra goodies caress my skin. Their legs, their stiff oiled bodies prod and grab at my boobs. Some pinch my nipples, I pull them specifically, my breasts stretching as they hold on tight.
