The sun beat down on the clearing in the dense forest, drenching the nymphos in a thick layer of sweat as they stripped off their clothes, revealing their shimmering bodies beneath the light summer breeze.With every layer of clothing shed, their passion grew stronger, fueled by their desire to feel every touch, every lick and kiss upon their skin.Their eyes locked with one another as they continued to remove the last bits of their attire, their gazes burning with desire and lust for one another.As they stood there, completely bare and vulnerable, a hush fell over them.Their bodies trembled with anticipation as they reached out to touch one another, running their fingers along one another's curves and contours.Their moans and gasps echoed through the trees, urging each other closer still, until finally, their lips met in a soft but passionate kiss.From there, it was like nothing else mattered.They explored each other's bodies with their hands and mouths, feeling every inch of each other's flesh beneath their fingertips and against their lips.They licked and sucked and nibbled, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through their veins.And then, as if pulled by some magnetic force, their hands found their way to one another's breasts, pinching and teasing and pulling them into firm, rounded points that hardened with desire under their touch.With their hearts pounding in time with the beat of the night, the nymphos stumbled back to the couch, landing on it with a heavy thud.And then they threw themselves onto one another, laughing and panting and writhing with pleasure as they tasted each other's lips, feeling the heat and wetness and sweetness of their lover's mouth against their own.They pushed and thrust and shoved, their hips grinding together in perfect rhythm, feeling their desires coming to a boiling point.Suddenly, one of them lunged forward, grabbing hold of the other's breasts and lifting them up toward the ceiling, holding them in place as the second climaxed with a cry of pure joy and ecstasy.But it was far from over yet.The nymphos flipped onto their sides, lying there on top of one another, their legs tangled together as they continued to move in time, their hips bucking and thrusting in slow, deliberate strokes.With each movement, the tension between them built, until they reached a fever pitch, screaming and laughing and crying as they finally orgasmed, collapsing onto the couch with the effort of it all.And even as they lay there panting and gasping, trying to catch their breath, their hunger for each other remained unabated.They sat up, eager and ready to explore every inch of one another's bodies once again, driven by a lust and desire that could not be quenched, no matter how long they went on.And as they stared deep into each other's eyes, their fingers tracing lazy patterns across one another's skin, they knew that this was just the beginning.