Nymphs in Heat

Ian sat in his beach chair, reading a book while he enjoyed the warm rays of the sun. Well, he was half reading his book. The other half of his attention was on the girls. It was nothing new for him to be distracted by the sight of girls in bikinis while at the beach. Really, what guy his age wouldn't? But this time, it wasn't just any random girl passing by. He and his family had arrived here on vacation about a week ago, taking up residence in one of the rented beach houses. A trio of girls a few years older than him occupied the house right next door, and it was the three of them who had firmly held his attention ever since.

As he saw the girls approaching, he looked up from his book with his eyes only, not lifting his head so they wouldn't know that he was looking. They had been swimming in the ocean and were now walking back to their towels and parasol, which were close to his chair. This was his favourite part, watching the three lovely girls emerging from the ocean, with their wet bikinis clinging tightly to their shiny skin. Not only were they all beautiful, but they were all different, making the sight of the three of them together all the more enticing.

Juliet was the one with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a lovely hourglass figure, slender but with full breasts and womanly hips. Megan was the one with wavy red hair, green eyes, and pale skin dotted with freckles. She was even curvier than Juliet, with a pair of veritable melons that wobbled alluringly in the tight confines of her bikini top as she walked. Lastly, Zoey was the one with long black hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. She was the most slender, with modest but perky breasts and a full, toned butt. Despite their differences, they were all youthful and feminine, with big eyes and full lips. Any one of them would normally be "the hot one" in a group of girls, making this trio a truly remarkable one.

As he gazed at them, Juliet happened to turn her head in his direction and their eyes met. He felt a brief pang of panic, wondering if she knew about his perverted thoughts, but she just smiled at him and raised her hand. "Hey, Ian! How's your book?"

He lowered the book, facing them for real. "Pretty good."

But not as good as the view.

"I wasn't sold at first, but the plot is picking up now. How's the water?" He carefully shifted in his seat, making sure that his half-swollen cock remained tucked between his thighs.

"It's lovely. Nice and cold but not too cold, you know?" She playfully dropped down onto her towel, making her breasts bounce inside her top and droplets of water scatter off her body.

"Zoey totally left us in the dust though," Megan said playfully, while bunching up her mane of red hair and squeezing out the excess water.

Zoey gracefully settled down on her towel next to Juliet, legs crossed. "It's not my fault that you guys are too slow."

"I'm not as hydrodynamic as you, okay?" Megan trailed her hand between her breasts, swiping away some droplets of water that had settled in her deep cleavage. Then she nudged them with the back of her hand, making them wobble some more to reinforce the point. "Don't you see all this extra weight I'm carrying?"

Zoey chuckled. "Hey, don't call me flat when there's a boy with us. You'll make me look bad." She swept back her long black hair, causing water droplets to trail down her toned back.

"Oh, don't be dramatic, we all know you're not lacking." Megan turned to Ian with a naughty smile. "Hey Ian, you think Zoey has nice boobies, right?"

While they were talking, he had been covertly darting his eyes around at all the lovely goods on display, but now he felt called out. His cock throbbed nervously as he felt his face flushing. The answer was obviously yes, but he didn't dare to admit that.

Thankfully, Zoey interjected with a pointing finger. "You don't have to answer that!"

He performatively pulled his eyes away. "I, uh... have the right to remain silent." If he was in their league at all, he would have thought that such a brazen question might be a way of hitting on him, but of course that couldn't be. A woman as gorgeous as her wouldn't actually be into an average guy like him, let alone one younger than her. He was legally an adult, but to them he probably still seemed like a kid. Someone they could toy around with for some chuckles, but who wasn't any serious contender.

Megan waved her hand dismissively as she sat down on her towel as well. "Alright, alright, I already know the answer anyways."

"Guys, stop embarrassing him, it's not nice," Juliet said in a gentle voice. "Ian, have you taken a swim yet?"

"No, but I think I will." He could use a cooldown, in more ways than one. "Are you three doing anything else today?" As usual, he hoped they would stick around a while longer. It was always a shame to see them go.

"We're going to the city after we dry off, right girls?" Juliet said. Megan and Zoey nodded enthusiastically. "But we'll see you again tomorrow, I'm sure!"

The four of them exchanged some more small talk before Ian got up to take a dip in the ocean, careful to conceal the half-formed erection inside his swimming trunks. As he walked away, he idly wished he was a few years older and a lot more confident. Then, perhaps, he could have made something happen with one of these girls. Oh well, he would have to be content with just admiring them.

***

Late at night, Ian lay awake in his bed, thinking about the three beautiful girls. If he could choose one of them, which one would he go for? Juliet was the cutest, he thought, with her blonde hair and big blue eyes. He really wanted to kiss those full pink lips of hers, and to hold her in his arms all romantically as they made out. But Megan had the biggest breasts. Squeezing those soft melons in his hands would be heavenly. He could only imagine what her nipples would look like, thick and pink, and what they would taste like if he sucked on them. However, Zoey had the nicest ass, so round and toned. It would be the perfect cushion when taking her from behind. He could already imagine the slapping sound it would make as he thrust inside of her. Dammit, he couldn't possibly choose.

He groaned and stretched out across the mattress while his cock throbbed eagerly inside his boxers. He shouldn't get so carried away fantasizing or else he wouldn't be able to look those girls in the eye anymore. But as much as he tried to pull his mind away from them, he just couldn't. It was quite common for pretty girls to occupy his attention, but these three were something else. There was something uniquely alluring about them.

The click of a door opening sounded outside, clearly audible through Ian's window. He perked up, eager for anything to distract him from his dirty thoughts. The clack of a door closing followed a few seconds later. It had to be the front door of the adjacent house; no other would be so clearly audible through this window. Was one of the girls really leaving the house this late at night? Coming home from a party at this time would make sense, but in that case, he would have heard her approach. No, this was unusual, and he wanted to know more.

He quietly crept out of bed and walked to the window, where he peeked out through a small gap between the curtains. Indeed, he saw someone standing on the doorstep of the adjacent house. In the dim light of the streetlamps, her face was difficult to distinguish, but he could clearly see the sheen of her long blonde hair; it was Juliet. Right as he spotted her, she pulled off her top, revealing the white bra underneath. She folded it up and lay it down neatly next to the front door. Then she bent down to take off her jeans, which she also folded up and set aside.

Was she going for a swim, at this time of night? That alone was odd but plausible. Yet, the clothing she was left with was clearly normal underwear, not a bikini. As he kept watching, it only got stranger. Juliet reached behind her back, unclipped her bra, then swiped the bands off her shoulders. As she tossed her bra onto the pile, her full breasts swayed freely in the evening air, the dim light faintly showing the outline of her nipples. Ian felt the blood rushing to his face and his loins. It seemed wrong to keep watching this, but he couldn't look away; his body was frozen in place.

Lastly, she pulled off her panties. She had no pubic hair, so the slit of her pussy was faintly visible in the dim light. Completely naked, she took a moment to neatly organise her stack of clothes. Then she walked away from the door, not onto the usual path, but across the grass towards the forest that lay behind the row of houses. Ian continued to watch her intently, fixated on the hypnotic bounce of her breasts as she walked, until she disappeared out of sight behind the house. Only then his body loosened up and he took a deep breath, realising that he had been unwittingly holding it.

He sat down on his bed to sort his thoughts. Did that really just happen, or was this a dirty dream? It didn't feel like a dream. If she had walked towards the shore, he would assume that she was going skinny dipping, but the fact that she walked the other way left him deeply confused. Not to mention deeply aroused. His cock had been hard before, but now the sight of Juliet's naked body had it throbbing forcefully against the confines of his boxers.

He was tempted to follow her, to see if, just maybe, something lewd would happen between them. But no, realistically that would just be stalker behaviour. It was bad enough already that he had spied on her just now. There was only one way to resolve this; he would jerk off to put it out of his mind. Then perhaps he might finally get some sleep. It would be difficult to look Juliet in the eye tomorrow anyways, so relieving himself to the thought of her naked body couldn't make things that much worse, right?

***

He did meet Juliet again the next day, along with the other girls, and she acted no different from usual. Ian did his best to act normal as well, but it was difficult to keep his eyes away from her chest. Now that he had seen them exposed, those full mounds encased inside her snug tank top seemed all the more alluring. He wanted so badly to see them again, and to touch them. But alas, he suppressed the urge to ask anything about the previous night. Their interactions for the day were pleasant but unremarkable as always.

However, that evening, Ian's curiosity got the better of him. He decided to stay awake, intentionally this time, just to see if it would happen again. On the one hand, he didn't

want

to spy on Juliet like a pervert. But on the other hand, she was exposing herself in a public place; could he really be blamed for incidentally being around to see her? Besides, it probably wouldn't happen again anyways. He would waste his time waiting for nothing, but then at least he would have closure in knowing that it was probably a one-time freak occurrence.

So, he stayed awake, sitting in bed but messing around on his phone when he should have been sleeping. A few hours passed. He was starting to get very tired, and it was starting to seem clear that it wasn't going to happen. He lay down and pulled up the blanket, figuring that he should save himself from further boredom and go to sleep. But right at that moment, the click of a door sounded from outside. He bolted upright in response, his heart pounding into action as he was suddenly wide awake. He had to stop himself from scrambling frantically out of bed, lest he make too much noise. Instead, he crept out quietly, to the window, and peeked out through the curtains once again.

This time, it wasn't just Juliet leaving the house. It was all three of them. And right before his eyes, the three girls undressed themselves, placing their folded clothes in three neat piles next to the door. Soon they were all naked, and Ian feasted his eyes on the arousing display. He marvelled at their bare breasts, differently sized but all beautiful, and at their lovely, rounded butts, and most of all at their pussies, all three of which were smooth and hairless. He hadn't given it much thought when it was only Juliet, but now the knowledge that all three girls had groomed themselves in that way seemed quite lewd. Once they were undressed, all three of them walked off towards the forest, just like Juliet had done the night before.

Ian had hoped to get some closure tonight, but things had only gotten more mysterious. What business could all three of them possibly have going naked into the woods at night? He couldn't just jerk off and go to sleep this time. He had to know more. So, he got dressed as quickly and quietly as he could. He considered going out the front door, but his parents might hear it opening and closing, as might the girls outside. Instead, he opened the window all the way and climbed out. He then peeked around the corner of the house. The girls were walking across the grassy field, halfway to the forest, seemingly unaware of his presence.

There wasn't anything to hide behind in the field, so he had to wait for them to start disappearing into the forest. Once they were mostly out of sight, he quietly hurried after them, hoping they wouldn't make an unexpected turn. When he reached the edge of the forest, he could faintly hear their voices emanating from inside. It sounded like idle chatter, but it was too distant to make out the words. He followed after the sound with slow and careful steps, trying not to make any noise and not to catch up with them too quickly. There was no path here, so soon he was wading across uneven ground, underbrush, jutting roots, and fallen branches. It seemed bizarre that the girls had chosen to traverse this terrain barefoot.

He followed them through the forest for a few minutes, occasionally catching a glimpse of Juliet's blonde hair in the distance. Then the sound of their voices gradually became louder and clearer, implying that he was getting closer, so he crouched down and approached even more cautiously. He felt oddly like a tiger stalking its prey, but not a very competent one. With every step, he cringed at the sound of fallen leaves and small twigs crunching underfoot, no matter how softly, fearing that the girls would hear him. He could tell from the canopy above that there was a clearing up ahead, so he crouched down behind a pair of bushes and carefully peeked out at what lay beyond.

There he saw the three girls, sitting in the middle of a grassy clearing, about thirty feet away from him. They were seated in a half circle, all facing partially in his direction. As soon as he saw their faces, he wanted to pull back, but he forced himself to stay put. They were in the light and he was in the dark, so that might hide his presence as long as he remained still. In fact, it was surprisingly bright in the clearing, with the moonlight apparently shining through the canopy at just the right angle. The night air was comfortably warm as well, even though it had been chilly before. He didn't have an explanation for that.

He watched the girls intently for a long moment, unable to pull his eyes away from the beautiful sight. But as he looked at them, their appearance changed before his eyes. Their ears became long and pointed, their eyes turned faintly luminescent, and small decorative braids appeared in their long, flowing hair. Most eye-catching of all, a series of vine-like tattoos appeared on their skin, twisting around their arms, legs, waist, and neck in a flowing, curling design, bearing small decorative leaves. Despite the huge difference, it somehow felt like the girls hadn't physically changed at all. It was more like he was looking at an optical illusion and he had just now recognised how to see the pattern correctly.

Ian was still gawking in disbelief, unable to comprehend what he was seeing, when Megan spoke up. "By the way, these clothes the humans wear are so uncomfortable." She cupped her heavy breasts with her hands and gave them a gentle shake. "Especially bras. They're so constrictive on my breasts."

"I know," Zoey responded. "But while we're in their world, we have to follow their rules. You'll have to go along with it until we find a suitable mate."

"We've already spotted some promising options, right?" Juliet pitched in. "I don't think it will take much longer before one of them hears our call."

"I think you are uncannily right, Isilme," Zoey said. She turned her head in Ian's direction. Her big, luminous eyes, now more red than brown, locked onto his. "I know you're there, Ian. It's okay, come and join us."

He froze as his heart skipped a beat. He had knowingly taken the risk of being caught spying, but seeing them like this, whatever

this

was, seemed even worse. Was he in danger? Should he run? No, they had already recognised him, so running wouldn't do much good. Talking it out was the safest bet. He rose to his feet and stepped through the bushes, into the clearing. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spy. I mean, I was spying, but, uhm, I accidentally saw you guys going into the forest and it was so weird that I had to know more. I'm sorry." He rambled his apology in a rapid string of words, then held his breath as he awaited their response.

All three girls chuckled. Then they rose to their feet and calmly approached him. To his surprise, they were all smiling. "Really, it's okay," Megan said. "We're not insulted that you saw us naked. It's normal for us."

He released his breath, relieved of his fear but even more confused. He silently eyed them for a long moment, trying to formulate his next response. Now that they were closer, he noticed that they all had the same tattoo on their abdomen, with some stylistic differences between them. It was an artistic pattern of vines and leaves, outlining the shape and position of the womb and ovaries. That brazen showing of sexuality made his cheeks flush and his cock throb. Even more than they already were, that is. "What... what are you three?"

Zoey put her hands on her hips. "Good question. We're nymphs. We don't usually dwell in the realm of humans, but we've come here temporarily in search of a mate."

The gears in Ian's head turned slowly as he processed this information. It was a difficult claim to believe, but they did look inhuman.

Before he could think of a response, Zoey spoke up again. "Oh, sorry, we should reintroduce ourselves. You see, Zoey is just a cover name to blend in with the humans. My real name is Idriel."

Megan idly wound a lock of red hair around her finger. "My name is Daralei."

Juliet clasped her hands, alluringly pressing her breasts together between her upper arms. "And I'm Isilme. It's nice to meet you for real this time."

It certainly was nice to meet them, he had to admit that. "The, uhm, the feeling is mutual." He looked at their faces one by one, trying very hard not to let his eyes trail down to their bodies. Even though their nudity was willing, the aggressive straining of his boner against the confines of his jeans was starting to turn painful. "What did you say was your reason for coming here?"

"We're searching for a mate," Megan, or rather Daralei, answered with a playful smile. "There are no male nymphs, so when the time comes to reproduce, we have to find a human man to impregnate us."

Juliet, or Isilme, nodded enthusiastically. "Indeed. But we can't just approach any man we see. Our mate has to be chosen by fate. While we're in this realm, one man will be compelled to seek us out in our true forms, and he will be our chosen mate."

Ian's cock throbbed aggressively as the pieces clicked together. It seemed too good to be true. "So... I've been chosen? That means I get to impregnate one of you?"

"One?" Daralei chuckled. "How unambitious. You get to impregnate all three of us."