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The Retreat Ch. 01

By: JJ122964



I was surprised that I was invited to the work cabin. I have only been working at the company for 2 years now and to get an invite to a company retreat this early in a career is a rare thing. It was in a cabin that was very secluded and surrounded by giant sequoias. I found the entrance and a valet came out and took the keys to park the car.

"Your bags will be brought to your room. Please check in at the desk and get your room assignment. Welcome to the retreat and if you need anything do not hesitate to ask." 

"Thank you." I said as I walked into the entrance. 

I made my way in and found the desk. There was a young man working on a computer at the reservations desk. His eyes found me walking up to the desk.

"Welcome sir, how may I help you?" he asked.

"I hope so." I smiled and gave my name.

"Here is your room key and a list of activities for you."

I made my way to my room to lie down and relax a bit. The room was huge. I walked in and surveyed the area; the bed looked like it could sleep three people and the shower had two showerheads in an open design. I made my way to the bed and sat down reading the list of activities. There were some rules as well, quests were expected to shower in the morning and wear the loincloth while visiting the areas. We were expected also to go to the milking area first thing in the morning. 

I thought that as weird since this was my first time here I did not know what the milking area meant, but I was going to find out. There was a knock on the door. I got up to open it.

"Hi, I'm Larry. I'm to be one of your roommates." He said as he came in.

"Hi Larry, Jonah here. Roommates you said. That would make sense of the size of the bed then."

"Yeah from what I understand there are three to a room, so we're going to get another person in here. Nice room, the shower looks interesting."

"Yes, it has possibilities. I wonder who our roommate will be. There are usually three to a room? Hmm the possibilities."

At that, another knock on the door brought us to attention. In walked a tall, muscular black man with a deep voice. "Hi, Greg here," he said with his hand out. We each shook it and introduced ourselves.

"So where do we go from here?" Larry asked.

"I was given this at the desk," Greg said holding a piece of paper that had writing on it.

He read it. "It's a list of things that we need to do before dinner. We are to shower, shave, put on our loincloths and go to the milking area. We have three hours."

"OK, who's first in the shower?" Larry asked.

"Well there is room for three so I guess we can all go in. They only gave us loincloths. We might as well as get used to seeing each other naked." I said.

Greg was already taking his clothes off. Larry followed and I was a quick third. Greg had the water going, "Water's warm guys c'mon lets go."

I went into the shower and only then, I noticed that the soaps were in the shape of cocks. I guess they want us to be clean everywhere. Larry and I got into the shower. Greg was soaping up his cock, which was about 12 to 13" and looked magnificent. Larry's 10" member stood at attention as did mine. Larry reached over to Greg's hardening cock and helped him get the soap on it. I approached Greg from behind and embraced him with a reach around to his chest. He moaned, his head moved backwards and I clamped my mouth over his and tongued the inside of his mouth. Larry had started to suck his cock as the warm water ran down his chest and abs. He tasted great. My cock was responding as he moved his ass side to side. I took one of the soaps and went down to his ass. He changed his stance so that I could spread his cheeks and work the soap inside. I inserted the dildo shaped soap into his puckered hole, slowly at first and then I picked up speed. 

He moaned, "Oh that feels really good."

As the soap cleaned out his ass, I reached around and pulled on his balls to help Larry out with his sucking. Larry saw my cock starting to harden and took a bar of soap to my balls to clean the road dirt off. Greg did the same to Larry's ass. We were all soaped up and we let the water wash off the soap as we scrubbed the dirt off. We had stopped so as not to cum right away. We did not want to waste anything for the rest of the day.

We stayed in the shower a few more minutes kissing and rubbing each other. We found our loincloths and fastened them. Greg had to readjust his loincloth so his cock was not swinging around everywhere. We left our room making sure we each had a room key. 

"What's on the agenda first?" I asked.

"We have to go to the milking station first. I wonder what that will entail." Greg said looking at the slip of paper.

We walked down the hall and made our way to the reception desk. The man at the desk gave us directions to the milking area.

"Better hurry there is a line forming already." He said with a smile.

We walked over there and saw the line forming behind three stations that had a long counter with three guys leaning forward. There were three attendants behind them stroking their cocks, which were pointed downward. The attendants were wearing different colored loincloths than we were wearing. Once a guest would cum and was drained as much as they could get out of him, he was washed up and given a vitamin drink. He then moved to the other side or outside with the other guests. 

We finally made it to the front of the line and were told where to stand and in what position. I went up to the counter and bent over so that they could have access to my hardening cock. 

"Oh, looks like someone cleaned up beforehand. Thank you for that." Said the attendant, "We appreciate that. It makes it easier to clean you and milk you."

"No problem, so I just stand here and you...."

I was not able to finish my sentence as he placed a hand on my cock and stroked it. He applied lotion so that it would not hurt. He took long strokes and pulled on my balls at the same time. This drove me wild and I could see that Greg and Larry were enjoying their time as well. I felt a finger circling my asshole working its way into the orifice. They had lubed up the hole first and then pushed forward. It went in easily enough and he pulled one long hard stroke on my cock. At that, I started cumming and I thought I'd never stop. The cum went into a bowl with the rest, this was cleaned out afterwards. I was cleaned up and they handed me a drink. They explained that the drink would help me regain my strength. I went out back and met up with my roommates.

Once outback I saw a large pool area with a hot tub. There were massage tables on the opposite side of the pool. There were guest scattered throughout the back area some in groups or couples. There were a few solo people just resting in the poolside chairs. My legs were wobbly from the milking. I needed a massage.

"I'm going to check out the tables over there. My legs are tired a bit," I said as I walked over to the tables.

"Have fun, we'll mingle a bit," said Greg.

I waved as I walked away. I met up with one of the attendants staffing the nearest table.

"You look like you just came from a milking. You probably need a massage."

"How did you know?"

"Sometimes the legs are shaky and we can tell." He smiled, "just lie down on the table and remove the loincloth, and you'll need some more lotion. They probably need some lube in your hole. Sometimes they get busy and can't spend the extra time with the guests."

I laid down on my stomach and took off the loincloth. The tables were structure to move the legs apart so that the attendant can get into where he needs to be. He moved the legs apart, which spread my ass cheeks a bit. He started to rub my legs with oil and it felt good. He circled my thighs with his hands and applied pressure as he slid down to my ankles. Man, it felt good. He then moved forward to rub my back and lower region. I felt his crotch against my ass and moved up my back. He was getting hard, but that was normal in his profession. 

"Now you'll need more oil in your ass, if you are going to participate a lot here."

"Well I plan on it."

"Good, just relax your ass muscles as best as you can."

He oiled up the area and worked his finger inside my hole. I inhaled deeply and held it. He stopped his finger's progress for a moment. He waited until I exhaled and then he moved forward. 

"Just keep breathing the way you are now. Don't hold it too long though."

He put in two fingers and waited, then moved them forward; he then moved his hand in and out. My breathing increased as I buried my face into the pillow. I almost came then and there, if not for the milking I would have, but only pre-cum came out. He moved his hand down my cock and pulled slowly down. I shuddered with the orgasm that I had and then I was very relaxed. He pulled out of my ass slowly and the hole slowly closed. This added another sensation of ecstasy. I laid there breathing heavily, "That was very exhausting. Are they all like that?"

"No, just the good ones are. You will be doing things like that and having more done to you. Now the lube should make you ready for more than a few visitors during your stay."

"I hope so. At least now it won't hurt as much."

He gave me a drink, when we were done and I walked over to the poolside chairs. Once I sat down and laid my legs on the rest, I inhaled deeply. Greg and Larry came by and sat next to me. 

"So how was the massage? I saw you there and it looked like he had his hand up your ass and you came."

"I almost did and it was fantastic. You guys should try it sometime."

Greg adjusted himself, "We might at that, but tonight is the big meet and greet party. I wonder what will be involved with that?" he laid back with his hands behind his head.

Neither of us knew what would happen since it was our first time here. The welcome dinner was scheduled for 5:00PM so we had some time to rest. We went to our room and took a nap. We fit on the bed comfortably. The bed could have easily had enough room for 5 to 6 people. The temperature was set for 68 degrees so we would not over heat when we slept. Whatever was in those drinks, it kept us at a perpetual semi hard state. We got into bed and snuggled up to each other. Larry was facing the clock and he set the alarm for 4:45PM. Greg was in the middle and was on his back; his cock made a tent of the sheet. Larry and I snuggled under each arm; we feel asleep there next to him. Greg's arms were able to reach our lower backs. As he slept, he rubbed the areas in a circular motion allowing us to fall asleep faster.

I fell asleep holding onto Greg's cock, which felt reassuring, secure in the fact that someone was here with me. He moved his leg, I looked up into his eyes and we kissed deeply, tongues exploring crevices in our mouths. We parted and he smiled as he tilted his head onto mine. Larry looked over at me and kissed my cheek; he tweaked my cock as he fell asleep. We slept in this position until the alarm went off. All three of us were hungry and wanted to get to dinner as soon as we could. 

We washed up in the shower cleaning out areas that usually is not cleaned well enough. Larry and Greg were kissing in the shower as I stepped in and spread Greg's ass cheeks apart and soaped up his hole. Slipping in a finger to make sure he was cleaned out. Greg leaned over and said, "Thanks, now it is Larry's turn then you."

I smiled, "You bet."

We cleaned each other up and made our way to the dining area. The tables were set out so that each set of roommates were together. They did not want to break people up when it was their first time. The head table that had three places on it; I guess it was for the organizers. We were served salad and our choice of chicken or steak. The vegans were given their choices as well.

After the meal, one of the men who stood up and asked for attention, "Hello all, my name is Alex and I'd like to welcome you to this retreat. As you may have noticed is that all of the participants here are male and so are the attendants. This is not a gay retreat but a male bonding one. Yes, we do have sex with each other but through this, we open ourselves to new experiences. In addition, we do have a lot of fun too. At this time I will let the person on my left here go over a few guidelines."

A smaller man stood up, "Hello all, I'm Tom. The 'guidelines' were given to you when you arrived. They should have been in your room when you checked in. However, I'm going to go over them now; first, one is always shower before joining others. The cleaner the better the experience should be a motto for you. Next one is always visit the milking station in the morning. This is so that you can have a lasting experience. One last guideline is always make yourself known if you are entering from behind, unless you are in a group. Then it is understood that you're there and could be coming from that direction. The only clothes worn will be the loincloth, which will be washed every day and you will receive a clean on early in the day, usually at the milking station. Also, we all use protection here so you will see a new box of condoms in your rooms every morning. Well those are the 'guidelines', any questions?"

No one had any questions. "Well with that I will pass it over to my left. He has some interesting things to say about the event this evening."

"Hello all, my name Rich. I am sure that you are all curious about tonight's event. Well it is an orgy or free for all, if you wish. The game Twister is in the room and will start things off; the game will be used few times throughout the retreat. If you have, any problems throughout the retreat please feel free to contact us. In about 30 minutes, the event will begin and the retreat will officially start."

We finished our meals and then served the usual vitamin drink. We made our way to the room where the event was being hosted. The room was rather large and had a fireplace to one side, the bar had drinks at the ready, the air had a scent to it; lavender I think. The attendants welcomed us in and took our loincloths; we were to be nude the whole time during the event. Greg, Larry, and I went our separate ways for the mixer.

I found two men at one end; they were in an interesting conversation. "Hi, I'm Jonah. How are you guys doing?"

"I'm Terry and this is Chip. We were just talking about getting this thing started. How would you like to join us?"

"Sure what did you want to start? Twister maybe?"

We walked over to the attendant who had the game. We thought we knew the rules of the game, but there was a variation that we did not know about. We were the players on the mat and the attendant would be the spinner. There was to be at least six others lined around the mat and if we fell, they would replace us. In addition, if either our turn made us face them or if our asses were to them, we would have to suck their cocks or they would fuck our holes. The winner would have to take on all of them. These rules added an excitement to the game.

The attendant spun the wheel and the first play into action. On the fourth move, I was facing a particularly large black cock. I looked up and the man smiled down at me. I put it in my mouth; he was apparently excited as I tasted his pre-cum, and sucked him slowly at first and picked up speed slowly. I pulled his balls down to make him last longer. He gave a pre-taste as he gave me more pre cum. I liked his balls and gently stroked his cock. "I think you're supposed to make me cum quickly," he whispered down to me, "I'll meet up with you later for longer fucking."

At that, I swallowed him and sucked his large cock for all it was worth. His hips moved forward and he came inside my mouth; I swallowed all he had to give enjoying the saltiness. "Sorry guys, I got carried away."

We had our next move Chip's ass was facing the barrier as was mine. I felt someone spread my ass cheeks and enter my hole. Chip was feeling the same thing. Our respective partners fucked us hard and fast. They came inside us and it was incredible. On the next move, Chip fell and a new player was inserted for him. Two of the "fence" participants took him to a room. More than likely to be fucked mercilessly by them, he had a smile on his face as he went into the room.

On the next move, I fell and another man then replaced me, actually, since there were only three players, Terry won. The "fence" descended on him, picking him up and moving him in front of the fireplace to take him. A hand was placed on my shoulder and I looked up and saw the man who owned the cock that was in my mouth.

"It looks like Terry is the winner. My name is Mike and you are?" he said.

"Jonah here, Mike good to meet you and taste you."

"I'm glad you liked it. C'mon lets go outside for some fresh air."

He helped me up and we walked outside by the pool. He had his hand on my ass as we walked to the chairs. We sat down together; he kissed me hard on the mouth.

"I have wanted to do that since I saw you at the milking station this morning. Then I saw you at the massage table and the orgasm you had on the table was intense."

"Yes that was a tremendous one wasn't it. I had a hard time recovering from that one and I didn't come either."

"Really? Wow that must have been hard to recover from."

He was rubbing my ass as he was talking. I watched his cock as he was talking. It was huge. I rubbed his balls in return. "You have a nice cock. I hated having to rush you to cum, but that was the game. Maybe I can make it up to you."

"Well it was the game, your technique made it hard not to cum right away. Then you pulled on my balls to stall it that was a nice touch."

"They did feel like you were going to explode right there and I had to do something. Right now I can feel you want to cum now too all I have to do is this," I ran a finger up the shaft groove from the base to the head and a large drop of pre-cum came to the hole and he twitched a little, "See?"

"Oh my god, that was so good. I cannot believe anyone could do that to anyone or me. Where did you learn that?"

"I watch a lot of porn," I said with a smile.

He laughed and pulled me close to him as we laid into one another. We watch others come out and separate into their groups. I saw that Greg and Larry hooked up with a group that looked fun. They headed towards the hot tub, cocks bouncing all the way. They saw me; smiled and waved in their haste. I gave them thumbs up.

"Looks like my roommates are going to be busy for a while," I said.

"So will we."

I pushed him down onto his back and kissed him deeply. Then I moved down his muscular chest towards his 6-pack abdomen. I stopped at his nipples and swirled my tongue around each one pinching the other between my thumb and forefinger. He had his hand behind my head and pulled me into the nipple as I sucked and nibbled on it.

"Oh god, munch on my nipples!" He ordered.

At that command, I sucked harder than I have before. I moved to the other and gave it the same treatment. He moaned louder and I felt his pre-cum on my leg as his cock was hardening. 

"Now baby take my cock into that mouth."

As I worked my way down I kissed his skin and go to the top of his pubic hair. It was black and curly. His cock was semi hard and it was a darker black than the rest of him. I circled the top with my tongue and stabbed at his pee hole. I looked up at him and his head was thrown back as he moaned. I pulled down on his balls and tightened a hand at the base of his cock. His cock was not as rigid as I did this, he could not cum and it held down. He did spasm a little when I did this and he smiled at me knowing that when he does cum it will be a massive orgasm.

I took his cock into my mouth, just the head at first and then slid down as far as I could. I moved my hand up the shaft to meet my lips. I was jerking him up to that point. I licked his lower shaft and got it lubed with my spit. He moved his legs up to frame my head around his cock. 


The Retreat Ch. 01



This action gave me access to his hole. I worked a finger around the tight opening. I licked the connection between his balls and ass hole. I began to focus on his balls putting one in my mouth and sucking on it.

"Oh baby, your mouth is so warm." I jerked him slowly allowing for a build up of cum.

"You'll be cumming soon, baby." I said with a smile.

I moved up to his cock and sucked it down as far as I could. Clamping down harder made him almost scream in ecstasy. I felt his cock wanting to explode and his precum leaking out. I said, "Its time my horse. Time for you to cum."

He smiled and his had fell back as I squeezed his cock and sucked harder on the head, licking the tip. I pushed up his balls and moved my hand up his cock. I pushed a finger into his ass and pressed down on the bulging gland. He came with an explosion that almost knocked me off the tip of his cock. I sucked his cum and swallowed as much as I could. He spasmed and twitched as I sucked and swallowed what I could of his come; he moaned and could barely talk. 

I moved up to his lips and kissed his mouth using my tongue to explore him again. He returned my kiss with passion. "I can't believe that I came with such an orgasm." He said.

"Yes you did."

I moved up to his head and produced my dripping, hard cock for him to return the favor. He took me into his mouth and wrapped his tongue around the tip of my cock. The sensations ran through my body and I started to buck my hips. I had to slow down otherwise I'd come too quickly. He tugged on my balls and took my cock from his mouth. He licked the underside of my cock and massaged my balls to calm me down.

He reached under me and placed a finger at the entry into my ass. He circled his finger around it to relax the muscle and open it up. It finally opened and his finger moved forward inside. "Gods that feels great!" I moaned.

He pushed in a circular motion on my gland and pulled all of my cock inside his mouth. I came hard, "Take my cum, baby." I said. He swallowed all of it looking up at me watching my orgasm. I stayed there over his head as finished feeding on my cum. Looking down I smiled at him; at that moment we were in perfect harmony. 

I lay down next to him and wrapped my arms around him. Both of us were feeling tired now. "So should we rest for the evening?" I asked.

"Yes, we should. Your or my room?"

I looked over at Greg and Larry who were in a group that was interesting. It looked like they would be gone all night. Therefore, I would have the room to myself.

"I think my room would be fine. My roommates are in that group over there and it looks like it'll last all night."

"That group has my roommates too and if I know them, it will last all night."

Therefore, we got up and walked towards my room. We had wrapped and arm around each other's waist. Our cocks were at semi hard status. We made it to the room and found some snacks already I the room curtesy of the organizers.

Mike said, "They think of everything. It is full of dark chocolate, walnuts, and dried apricots. All of which will aid in load production for a more pleasurable experience."

We made our way to the shower to clean ourselves and relax our muscles. He soaped up my back and scrubbed what he could off. I soaped up my front and focused on my cock to make sure it was clean. He reached around to my front and helped me wash my chest and he moved down to my cock, "I'll get that clean." He whispered in my ear. 

I let him take care of that and I reached back to hold his butt cheeks. I turned and kissed him, I love kissing him, and started to soap up his chest. I then focused on his cock and cleaned it up, "I notice that you precum a lot." I said.

"Yeah I always do that when I'm with someone I like."

"Good cause I like you too. Now let's wash this soap off so we don't slip in the shower."

We took the shower head and washed off our bodies. He spread his ass cheeks so I could clean the soap out of there. I did the same and he inserted a finger and moved it around a bit before pulling it out. Once cleaned up and dried, we moved to the bed for a needed rest.

We kissed for a while and held each other, our cocks responding as well. He said, "Turn around; I have an idea to use my precum as an advantage." I turned around and he spread my ass cheeks and placed his cock in between them. It felt great. He did not push any further; he just wanted a place to rest his cock. He then wrapped both arms around me and I snuggled into him more. 

"Thank you for a place to put my cock. It helps to keep it warm." He reached forward and down to hold onto my cock and balls, which would provide each of us a measure of security and warmth. 

We slept this way all night.



The Retreat Ch. 02



Author's note: Again, sorry for the delay between chapters. Time for writing is still pretty limited these days. If you're one of those impatient types, you might want to wait until all the chapters are posted before reading this story. I don't want to rush the writing, but I'll get it all posted as quickly as I can.

Cheers,

Haremgirl

*

Nick unpacked his suitcases, putting his clothes away mechanically. He was a seasoned traveler. The process of settling into a room didn't require any thinking on his part, allowing his thoughts to dwell on the past. Although ten years had passed, the images of when he had first met Jess were clear and crisp. He had tried to bury them in his subconscious, but now that they had been unearthed, there wasn't even a thin layer of dust to soften their sheen.

Placing his empty suitcase in the closet, Nick released another anguished moan and sank onto the edge of the bed. He rested his elbows on his knees and cradled his head between his hands, wishing he could blot out the memories entirely...

It had been a rainy October morning, and he was rushing to his Calculus class, mentally reviewing the formulas he had learned that semester. He had to do well on this midterm. It was vital that he get an 'A' in all his math and science classes if he hoped to get into the Masters program he had been eyeing. Competition for the program was stiff, and although his grades were impressive, one poor mark could dash his hopes. 

He had been in a hurry. There was only fifteen minutes between classes for him to get from one end of campus to the other. He usually made it with a couple of minutes to spare, but that morning, he wanted to get to his class early and have time to settle in for the exam. With that thought in mind, he kept his head down against the rain and practically jogged along the path.

That's when he met her. Well, he didn't actually meet her, he practically mowed her down. All he saw was the flash of her runners and the mud splattered bottoms of her sweat pants coming directly toward him before they collided.

"Oh!" she squeaked, flailing her arms as she began to fall backward.

Nick reflexively grabbed her around the waist and hauled her against him. Their eyes locked in stunned surprise, and they both held their breath. A suspended moment passed, as they both became aware of every place their bodies were touching from chest to knee, and her eyes widened further. She gently pushed against his chest, and Nick set her away from him, maintaining his hold on her arms until he was sure she was steady on her feet.

"Sorry about that," he murmured. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I didn't see you either," she said. "I usually pay more attention when I run, but I just happened to be looking down."

For the first time, Nick took in her appearance. She was dressed in a drab grey sweat suit that revealed that she was slender but curvaceous. Her hair was pulled into a casual pony tail, but it was so wet, it was impossible to tell what color it was. Her face was devoid of makeup, and still, it was the most arresting face he had ever seen. Her cheekbones were high, her nose slim and finely wrought, her chin delicate but firm. Her lips were full and pink, and as he watched, her tongue darted out to moisten them. But it was her eyes that caught and held his attention. They were large and almond shaped, fringed by dark lashes and the irises were the most wonderful shade of deep blue.

She cleared her throat nervously and took another step backward, freeing her arms from his grasp. She flashed him a brief grin and stepped around him.

"Well, have a good day," she said before turning to jog away.

"Wait!"

She turned back toward him but jogged in place. "What?"

"I can't let you just disappear. What's your name?" Nick asked, giving her the grin that had always gotten him results with women.

She eyed him with amusement, cocking her head slightly to one side as she appraised him. "My name's Jessica, what's yours?"

"Nick. Can I have your phone number? I'd like to see you again."

Jessica laughed and shook her head, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I don't give my number out to strangers. Maybe I'll see you around campus sometime."

Once again, she turned and began to jog away. "Wait!" Nick called insistently, and once again she turned back. "Where's the best place to find you on campus?"

"Sometimes I go to the library to study in the evenings. You might catch me there." She flashed him a flirty smile and turned away. "I've got to run. See ya!"

With that, she was gone, and he grinned as he watched her shapely ass disappear around a curve in the path. It was only when she was gone from sight that he remembered his exam.

"Shit!"

He raced to his class, arriving five minutes after the exam had started. Luckily, his preparation paid off, and he aced the test. He handed his exam in and left the building, making his way back to his dorm.

His thoughts were firmly centered on Jessica. Nick was surprised that he was so anxious to see her again. With women, it was usually out of sight out of mind. He enjoyed their company while he was with them, but he had never met a girl who held his interest for long. He had never really pursued a woman. Women usually pursued him.

Later that evening after eating his dinner, Nick grabbed his textbooks and headed for the library. Jessica hadn't said where she studied, and it was a big building. He searched the various floors, growing more and more impatient when he didn't see her. Finally deciding that she hadn't arrived yet, he settled in at a table and tried to study, 'tried' being the operative word. He got absolutely nothing accomplished. He couldn't concentrate because he was too busy watching for Jessica to arrive.

When two hours of futile waiting had passed, Nick gave up and returned to his dorm. He was surprised by his level of frustration. It wasn't as if they had a date. She hadn't promised to be at the library at a certain time, but he had assumed that she would make an appearance. She obviously wasn't as anxious to see him as he was to see her, and that stung his ego.

Against his better judgment, he returned to the library for the next two evenings, and each time, he was disappointed. By the fourth night, he had given up on her, and he was finally able to concentrate on his project for Marketing class. He was deeply engrossed in preparing a market analysis when he felt a prickling sense of being watched. He glanced up and saw her.

Jessica was standing just inside the doorway, and when their eyes met, she smiled. As she made her way to his table, he greedily took in her appearance. She was dressed in slim fitting jeans that hugged her hips and thighs, a soft blue sweater that molded her high breasts, and her hair was loose around her shoulders. It fell in soft waves around her face and shone with red highlights. She was even more beautiful than he remembered.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked with a raised brow.

Nick returned her smile and indicated the chair beside him. "Be my guest."

She eyed the chair but opted to take a seat across from him. "I need some room to spread out," she said in answer to his disappointed look.

Nick leaned back in his chair and watched her retrieve a laptop and a thick stack of papers from her backpack. She turned on the computer and arranged her notes into several piles while she waited for the machine to boot up. Noticing Nick's interest, Jessica curved her mouth into a questioning smile.

"What?"

"Nothing," he said with a shrug. "I was just wondering where you've been for the past several days."

Her face lit with pleased surprise as her smile turned up with a teasing slant. "Have you been looking for me?"

Nick leaned forward and his voice took on a playful growl. "You knew I would be, didn't you?"

Jessica met his eyes and her smile gradually faded. "Not for sure. Anyway, it isn't like I've been avoiding you or anything. I had to work the last few nights."

"Where do you work?"

"On campus," she said with a grin.

Just then, the librarian cleared her throat. They both turned to see the woman's stern look of warning. Jessica gave her an apologetic nod and turned her attention back to her computer.

Nick watched as her fingers caressed the keys. Her face shone with the reflected blue light from the screen, and her brow crinkled slightly as she opened a document and settled in to work. She was beautiful.

"You like to keep me guessing, don't you?" he whispered, returning to the thread of their conversation.

Jessica shot him a rueful look. "Not purposely. I'm just careful about revealing too much about myself to strangers. You never know when someone will turn out to be some wacko serial rapist or something."

Nick waggled his brows playfully as his eyes dropped briefly to her breasts. He captured her gaze and grinned devilishly. "Now that's not a bad idea."

Jessica giggled softly. "Shhh. You're going to get us kicked out, and I have work to do."

"What are you working on?"

She made a comical face of disgust. "A paper on the many characters in Chaucer's 'The Canterbury Tales'. It's captivating stuff, let me tell you," she whispered with heavy sarcasm.

Nick was captivated, but not by the topic of her paper. He tried to follow her lead and concentrate on his own work, but his attention kept slipping back to her. He finally gave up and simply watched her. Jessica wasn't immune to his interest. Her eyes kept flitting up to meet his, and after an hour of mutual, nonverbal flirting, she heaved a resigned sigh and fixed him with an accusing glare.

"It's obvious that this was a bad idea," she whispered. "I can't think straight when you are looking at me that way!"

"Me neither," Nick said with a grin. "Let's get out of here."

Jessica appeared to debate with herself for a few seconds before finally nodding agreement. They loaded their backpacks and she led the way out of the library. Nick enjoyed the subtle sway of her hips until they were outside, where she turned to face him. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, he held up a hand to stop her.

"Trying to study together is obviously not a good idea, so why don't we go for dinner tomorrow night?"

She drew in a deep breath and let it out on a long sigh. "Look, Nick. I'm trying to concentrate on school right now. I've got too much on my plate for a serious relationship."

Her reaction was so different from the ones Nick was accustomed to that he was momentarily stunned. He shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant about his invitation, despite the fact that he desperately wanted a date with her.

"Come on. We'll keep it casual. Pizza at Marco's, how does that sound?" 

Jessica searched his face. He sensed that she was about to refuse him, so he rushed on.

"Come on, nothing serious. You have to eat, so it might as well be with me."

She hesitated for another few seconds before nodding her agreement. "Okay. How about I meet you there at 7:00?"

Nick smiled with relief and pleasure. "Seven, it is. Can I walk you home?"

"Don't push your luck, mister!" Jessica put up a hand as if to ward him off. "I'll see you tomorrow night."

Jessica flashed him a grin before turning on her heel and walking away. Nick watched her until she was out of sight, pleased to note that she glanced back at him a couple of times. When she was finally gone, he released a sigh and headed to his own dorm.

The next day passed interminably slowly. Nick tuned out his professors, daydreaming instead about Jessica. He thought the hours would never pass.

When the appointed time came, he arrived early. He paced restlessly until he spotted Jessica coming down the street. She took his breath away. She was wearing a red sweater and a black skirt that reached just above her knees. Her breasts thrust outward, jiggling gently as she walked, and her hair swung against her shoulders. Her legs were swathed in tights, and her calves and ankles were wonderfully curved. As he watched her walking toward the restaurant, Nick imagined those legs wrapped around his waist, her head thrown back, and her succulent breasts offered up to him. His cock throbbed, and he cleared his throat to avoid releasing a pained groan.

Jessica spotted him and smiled. He held the door open for her, and she slipped inside. She turned to face him, and her eyes made a hasty assessment of his appearance. Her smile deepened with pleasure.

"Hi," she breathed.

"Hi."

"Am I late?"

"Just on time," he said with a grin. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

They were seated at a corner booth, and the waiter took their order. Nick winked at her from across the table.

"You like exactly the same things on your pizza that I do," he drawled. "I think we were destined to be together." Jessica's sparkling eyes and throaty laughter sent another jolt of blood into his loins.

"Don't make too much out of it," she said. "I'm sure lots of people like black olives, mushrooms and Italian sausage."

"Yeah, but it was the extra sliced garlic that sealed the deal. Is this your way of testing whether I'm a vampire?"

"Possibly," she said with a playful shrug.

The waiter brought their drinks, and Nick clinked his glass of coke against hers. "May this meal together be the first of many." Jessica met his eye over the top of her glass and took a deep sip, signaling her acceptance of his toast. "So, oh mysterious one, tell me about yourself."

Jessica raised her brows in challenge and shrugged. "What do you want to know?"

"Everything! Why don't you start with your birth and work your way up from there," Nick suggested with a grin.

"I don't want to bore you with the gory details," Jessica replied. "Why don't you ask me whatever you want to know, and I'll answer your questions."

Nick recognized the playful challenge in her response, and he applied himself to the task of getting to know all about Jessica. He noticed that she supplied him with minimal personal details. They made a game of him probing and her dodging his more in depth queries. The attraction between them was palpable, thrumming just beneath the surface as they verbally sparred. By the time their pizza was eaten, he was even more intrigued by her than he had been before.

He paid their bill, and they walked back to campus, still engrossed in their verbal game. Jessica stopped beneath the streetlight at a major crossroads and smiled up at him.

"Thank you for dinner. It was fun."

"It was my pleasure," Nick said, realizing that he really didn't want the evening to end. "Can I have your phone number now that we're no longer strangers?"

Jessica treated him to another of her husky laughs that set his blood on fire. "No, but I'm sure I'll see you around."

"Oh no you don't," Nick growled, capturing her hand in his. Her fingers were warm and soft in his. "You can't just leave me hanging like this, not knowing when I might see you again. What are you doing tomorrow night? Tomorrow's Saturday. How about dinner and a movie?"

"Sorry, I'll be working."

"What about during the day then?"

Jessica nibbled her bottom lip with indecision. "Well, I have to do laundry tomorrow morning, and I prefer the machines at the SUB. I'll probably be there about 10:00."

"Washing clothes isn't my favorite activity, but I'd better take what I can get," Nick said with a rueful grin.

A long moment passed as they smiled at each other. Jessica laced her fingers through his, bringing their palms together. Nick struggled with the urge to kiss her. Jessica cleared her throat and stepped back, breaking the contact with his hand.

"Thanks again for dinner."

"I'll see you tomorrow," Nick said.

He was becoming unpleasantly accustomed to the habit of watching her walk away, and he did so again with a sharp ache in his gut. He waited for the blood to stop pounding through his cock before heading to his own dorm.

The next morning, he arrived at the Laundromat a few minutes before ten, but Jessica was already there. He grinned as he watched her sorting through her clothes, separating the whites from the colors. He approached soundlessly, and he was close enough for his breath to tickle her nape before she realized he was behind her.

"If we combine my clothes with yours, we'll have two full loads instead of four half full ones," he murmured.

Jessica let out a squeal of surprise and spun to face him. She belatedly realized how closely he stood to her, and her breasts brushed against his chest with every breath she took. Nick was certain he caught a glimpse of desire in the depths of her eyes before she flashed him a reproachful pout and gently pushed him back a step.

"Don't scare me like that," she admonished.

Nick chuckled and set his laundry bag beside hers. "What do you say? Shall we throw all our stuff in together?"

Jessica rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. "Hmmm, I'm not sure that's such a good idea, Nick. I barely know you," she teased.

"And how better to get to know someone than by sorting through their underwear," he responded with a grin.

Without waiting for her approval, he started adding his clothes to hers, and they soon had the two washing machines loaded and running. They sat on the top of the machines, thigh to thigh and shoulder to shoulder as they chatted. They resumed their conversation from the previous evening as if there had never been an interruption.

They moved the clothes from washers to dryers, laughing and flirting the entire time. Much sooner than Nick would have wished, the dryers buzzed. They began to sort the clothes, separating his from hers and placing them in their laundry bags. When Nick pulled out a pair of bikini panties and held them up with a lecherous grin, Jessica's face turned bright red.

"Give me those," she said, snatching the panties from his hand and shoving them into her bag. "You do the colors and I'll do the whites," she grumbled, switching places with him.

Nick's grin only grew wider when he reached into the dryer and snagged a sexy pair of red lace panties and a matching bra. He caught her eye and waggled his brows at her suggestively.

"I told you that doing laundry together was a good way to get to know someone," he teased. "I had no idea you were a fan of Victoria's Secret."

Jessica groaned and grabbed the lingerie from his hand, casting a quick glance around to make sure no one else had seen them. She blushed even brighter when Nick released an occasional chuckle. They finally finished the chore, and headed out the door together.

"Can I see you after work?" Nick asked.

Jessica met his eye and noticed that all traces of teasing were gone. She took a deep breath and finally nodded.

"Alright," she whispered. "If you want to."

"I definitely want to," Nick said huskily.

They were both aware of the double meaning to their words, and Jessica blushed lightly. Nick swept his thumb along the high plane of her cheek.

"I love the way you blush," he whispered. "You're even more beautiful when your cheeks turn pink."

Jessica held his stare, her eyes full of confusion. She cleared her throat and looked briefly away before meeting his gaze once again.

"I work at the Roasted Bean," she whispered breathlessly. "I get off at nine."

Nick gave her a dazzling smile. "I'll see you then."

She returned his smile and nodded shyly before waving goodbye. As he watched her leave, Nick's heart soared. He had never thought he would enjoy doing laundry, but he had just spent the most enjoyable morning of his life.

Once again, the hours dragged by until he saw her that evening. He showed up just before nine, and he grinned at her through the coffee shop window. She rushed to finish her shift. She was breathless and her eyes were shimmering with expectation a few minutes later when she emerged from the shop.




The Retreat Ch. 02



Thank you for the kind words after the last Portion.

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Dinner

As dinner approached, they dressed and headed down to the dining room. Isabelle had her summer dress on. Alex wore a pair of slacks and an oxford shirt with a button down collar opened at the top.

They met numerous guests. At their table they met Jill and Joe, a couple who had been there numerous times before. Jill and Joe had an open relationship and came here to re-connect whenever the green eyed monster reared its ugly head. As the conversation went on Joe explained to Isabelle and Alex:

"We love each other very much and put each other first. However, we can't see being monogamous for the rest of our lives. We have an open relationship, and that is hard. When you're having sex with someone, you become attached. 

When that happens, we are honest with each other."

He continued: "The person who has become attached breaks off and we book a week here. We take time to reconnect, to find each other, and to fall in love again."

Their Dinners came. In keeping with the yoga theme their meals were vegetarian. In keeping with the tantric philosophy there were meat dishes available, but they were never served to guests who were there on the first day.

Their wait staff told them that their meal consisted of a nut loaf, with black current gravy. The side dishes were a parsnip dish that had a French fry like consistency, and a side of seasonal vegetables.

After their meals were served, Isabelle inquired:

"What about honoring each other? What about being true to each other? What about the person who hasn't become attached, don't they feel rejected?"

"That's what we do here. We reconnect. We fix all of those hurts. We find if we can work through it, it brings us closer together." Said Jill.

Isabelle continued.

"Not for us. We're monogamous."

Joe asked:

"Don't you ever consider the possibilities? They say the number one fantasy is threesomes, by both men and women. Don't you ever wonder? Alex, you mean to tell me you've never fantasized about another?"

Alex had been silent throughout the conversation. Now that he was invited to speak, he put his fork down and began:

"On an intellectual plane, I understand where the desire could come from. I do. Don't get me wrong, but Isabelle and I know our relationship is on a different plane. We don't play with others. There is no desire on either of our parts. We were both in what we thought were monogamous relationships, and were both cheated on. We hold sexual intimacy as a sacred place in our relationship."

Joe wanted to challenge Alex on this:

"We're true to each other in a fashion. We make it work. Why do you think your relationship is on a different plane? What makes it so special? Don't you think that after a time you'll get bored with the same old, same old?"

Alex caught Isabelle's eye with an evil glint. Isabelle knew what was coming and was pleased and nervous at the same time. She blushed.

"I love Isabelle with all my heart. I need her; and her alone. She belongs to me. She is everything. We need to trust each other for what we have. I'm not saying it's better; I am just saying it's ours. Our lifestyle choice is about acceptance. I'm glad you've found happiness. Having to come to a place like this to heal your hurts after sexual relations with others doesn't seem like a solid foundation to me."

Both Jill and Joe had taken offense; Jill continued the discussion for their cause:

"I don't see it. What you seem to have is the same as everyone else here. You have a relationship with each other; you try to use tantra to spice it up. Seems boring to me."

Then it happened, Alex began:

"Isabelle."

"Yes Alex?"

"Move your chair closer to mine, please."

"Yes Alex."

"What do you think about the loveliness of the moon and stars Isabelle? I think they're lovely."

The dying rays of the sun were shining through the dining window. 

Isabelle responded with:

"The sun it is not, if you say it is not, then it must be the moon and it be blessed. If it changes as your mind then what you have named, even that it is; and so it is for me."

Alex had chosen their seats to be in corner, so that if they were alone they could play.

"Isabelle, undo my trousers."

At this Joe and Jill sat and did not say a word.

Isabelle, reached down and unzipped Alex's trousers.

"Isabelle, place my ring on the table."

Alex then turned to both Jill and Joe and said:

"Enough. Let's move onto something of more common ground. Do you do any of the yoga classes?"

Joe was puzzled by Alex's last request of Isabelle, and asked:

"What ring? What?"

Isabelle taking her queue from Alex continued along his line of questioning:

"Jill do you do yoga outside of the resort, or is it part of what happens, only when you are here?"

The meal continued with small talk of the yoga, and the tantric experiences. Talk turned to the nude section and how Isabelle and Alex didn't know if it was for them. Aside from the first conversation and their sexual differences, Isabelle and Alex got along very well indeed throughout dinner.

Isabelle's hand had been disappearing under the table from time to time. No one would have noticed. Yet Jill and Joe knew what was happening and were curious. She continued to work Alex's cock ring off.

As dessert was served Isabelle brought the ring out and dropped it on the table. As the black enameled ring hit and wobbled to rest on the table, Alex pulled her in close and said, "I love you baby girl, you are my everything."

Jill and Joe looked at each other.

Alex summarized:

"We have a D/s relationship. It is deliciously complex. We find that it requires way more respect, trust and faith than any type of relationship we've had or read about. She needs to know that I will take care of her in all things and never ever break her trust. We never broke faith with our previous spouses, and those were plain relationships. This is so much more than that. In order for us to be us and continue to explore this wonderful part of our sexuality, we need each other to provide a safety net of trust and love. I've always considered intimacy sacred. I've never had inclination for more than one partner, now that we've found this, the need for monogamy is doubly important."

Jill looked wistful and lost in thought.

"Interesting concept. We've taken different paths to fulfillment. Who knows whose is right?"

Without hesitation Alex said,

"We know ours is right for us. We never question this path we are on. The power nuances ebb flow, and we do run into bumps, but this is the right path for us."

After Dinner, Isabelle and Alex excused themselves and left the dining hall.

~~*~~

When they had exited the dining hall they hugged and kissed, and started to amble aimlessly holding hands. Alex asked if Isabelle was still ok. Isabelle explained that she was, that Joe and Jill seemed nice, but she could never be like them. She inquired if Alex was certain he was of the same mind.

"Isabelle you're my lover, my friend, my wife. You're everything. We've found each other, and are now finding ourselves. I wouldn't give up what we have for the world. "

His response made her feel better.

As they chatted they had wandered through the gardens' and had found themselves down by the water in the dark.

Isabelle, now feeling secure in all Alex had said through dinner, said

"Wanna skinny dip?"

"Isabelle are you sure?"

"Yes. It's something I've never done, a bucket list item."

They began to walk with purpose down to the nude section. When they got there they found it deserted. The full moon lit up the waterfront. They could see the beach. At least they would be able to see where they were going to leave their clothes

As they stripped, they giggled like school children. Alex stripped down to his briefs. He hesitated. Isabelle soon got down to her bra and panties, and they looked at each other. It was one of those summer nights where the humidity was low, so that although warm, you didn't stick to yourself. Alex skinned off his briefs, and took Isabelle in his arms and kissed her with depth and passion. He unclipped her bra, and it fell between them. She pulled back and let it fall to the ground.

Alex skinned her underpants off next. Naked. Being Naked in a public place, although secluded, was a new experience for both of them. They headed to the water and ran in and got wet. They came up laughing and giggling. Alex pulled Isabelle to him and kissed her. Under the water, her hand found his cock.

She played with it touching its hardness, playing with the smallest tab of foreskin left behind by his circumcision

They Kissed. 

After their Kissed, Isabelle and Alex left the water and went to the bin on the beach that held clean monogrammed fluffy towels.

Wrapped in their towels they headed back to their room with their clothing in their arms.

As they entered their room, their towels fell and Isabelle climbed onto the pillows. She then asked about the MP3 player. Alex followed her onto the pillows, and said he had forgotten about it. Climbing on top of Isabelle. 

She pushed him off and asked again. 

Alex told Isabelle that it was tantric part of the weekend. He told her that the options for the tantric part of the weekend included either a tantric coach or an MP3 player. They both did not want a coach, rather he was certain that the MP3 player would be an excellent option.

"Put it in." 

"I wanted to, but you pushed me off." He said as he got up, and headed over to the speaker that had the jack for the MP3 player.

The voice that came to life was androgynous. Soft and soothing but impossible to tell if it was male or female.

The voice began.

"Welcome Isabelle and Alex, to your first Tantric lesson. The purpose of this session is to build up the energy between you. Remember that Tantric Sex is both physical and spiritual. All too often we focus on the end goal. Tonight we will focus on the journey. Remember it is easier to find bliss when we focus on the whole experience from food and drink to each other's body. A big part of the journey is discovery. Have you ever looked at your partner? Really looked at your partner? "

Alex wrapped Isabelle in his arms, and they snuggled in to listen.

"The male or Sadhaka should begin. You should both disrobe for the next portion."

Alex looked at Isabelle and she nodded. Soft music came from the speakers.

"Lay your Shakti on her back. Then look into her eyes,"

Alex did. Then made googly eyes at his Isabelle. She smacked him and told him to pay attention.

"There is no time, only the now. As we are building sexual energy, the most difficult part of this exercise will be restraint. You may wish to achieve orgasm at the end of it, but as part of learning, you should postpone. It won't be long." 

Alex made more googly eyes at Isabelle and received another smack for his troubles.

"Enjoy now with your partner."

Alex settled in and looked into Isabelle's eyes, she returned his gaze and then it softened into the gaze that she had reserved only for him.

"Take a tour of your goddess' body. Goddess, your joy is in sharing your true feelings about how you feel about who you are. Tell him about you. Tell him about your hair; curly or straight; love it or hate it; share with him."

Alex Ran his fingers through her hair, while Isabelle spoke to him. She opened up to him. She spoke of All the insecurities that Isabelle had with her hair, the music continued, Alex realized if Isabelle was willing to let her guard down then he could as well. As he touched her mane, he told her he loved her hair the way it flowed, the way it looked, the way it smelled. He loved their Saturdays when he washed it. He loved the rare occasions when she let it dry wild after a shower. 

Alex continued to extol the virtues of Isabelle's hair, and how much he loved it, when the speaker interrupted. They came back to themselves.

"Now on to the face. Take your time, examine every nook and cranny, eyes, lips, nose teeth."

And they did.

And they continued, Afterwards they couldn't say if the MP3 player continued to guide them or if they ventured on their own. Isabelle guided Alex through a tour of her entire body, the parts she loved and the parts she hated. She told him truthfully and honestly which parts were more sensitive to touch and which were less. 

Alex drank from this knowledge.

He learned, that her breasts were not as sensitive as he had thought, but her ribcage was. He learned just how sensitive the spot at the base of her spine was. Then he examined her vagina, a vagina he thought he knew so well, he learned. He was able to study this most intimate part of his beautiful wife. As there was no penetration or orgasm in their immediate future, the normal pressure seemed absent. He played and learned how her outer lips completely enclosed her inner lips, how the hair grew, where it was thickest; he studied her clitoris, how the hood withdrew when he spread her lips.

When they were done, they settled in. Alex had a raging erection and Isabelle's thighs were slick from her excitement.

Eventually, with great difficulty they fell asleep.

~~*~~

Alex Awoke at 4:30 with a raging hard on.

He leaned over and wrapped his Isabelle in his arms. As they spooned, she soon woke with the insistence of his erection pressed into her backside. She reached around behind her and fondled it.

"Good Morning." She said as she fondled the spongy head of his cock.

"Not really. We are doing the yoga remember?" 

Alex responded.

"Ahh. Poor Baby, did you want to take care of that?"

"Nope, it's part of the sexual energies we are supposed to be building."

So they got up and got dressed. As Alex was dressing in a pair of shorts, Isabelle saw just how hard he was. "That must be uncomfortable." 

She remarked.

"They say it will be worth it." Alex responded as he slipped his erection into his yoga shorts. The tip still stuck out the top. "It will go down as we head to class." Alex quipped.

Off they headed.



The Retreat Ch. 02



This is the morning after and a warm-up for Mike and Jonah. Enjoy

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I woke up to the feeling of something growing in my ass, it was pushing forward trying to burst through my inner ring. I smiled remembering that Mike fell asleep with his semi hard cock nestled between my asscheeks. I responded by moving my ass around a bit so he could get in further. He held me closer to his chest and purred a bit. I could tell that he was still half way asleep, because that was all he wanted to do.

I turned and faced him, "Not quite awake yet," I said kissing him.

"No, not really. I just wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream." He kissed me back.

We both drifted off again in each other's arms. I had my head on his chest and it felt wonderful. We heard the chime for the breakfast. Apparently, we slept for another two hours. We got out of bed, not really in a hurry, and made our way to the shower to clean up. We cleaned each other paying special attention to all the crevices and holes that needed cleaning. 

"You know something has occurred to me," I said, squeezing his cock, "We haven't had sex yet."

"You're right. That is something that will have to fix, isn't it," He said with a smile.

We dried each other and put on our loincloths to go to breakfast. We made our way to the breakfast area. A buffet style breakfast was setup so we could pick our own. Mike and I ate together. 

"Well what is next? I do not think that we are to stay together all the time. However, I do not want to separate." He said.

"I know. How about this, we go out and take part throughout the day. But at night we come together and spend it with each other."

"That sounds like a good idea. Tonight I plan on fucking your brains out."

"I plan on that too." I kissed him as we made our way to the milking area.

This time they had a paper for us to read while they milked us. I had my coffee cup, as I leaned over and read the paper. 

"Would you like us to have that warmed up for you?" the attendant asked.

"Yes that would be great, if you don't mind."

"No bother, one moment."

He came back and I was expecting it to be placed on the counter next to me. However, I felt my cock being immersed into a warm liquid and stroked gently. "We need to test it to make sure it's not too hot."

"It's just the right temperature." I said.

He then placed the coffee next to me and I took a sip. It tasted salty but good. He continued on stroking me. I came rapidly and with a shudder.

The milking had always made my legs wobbly and I needed to go lie down for a bit. I sipped my coffee watching the scenes play out at the pool. I was dozing off when Greg and Larry came up and sat down next to me.

"So how was it last night?" asked Larry.

"How was what?"

"You know. Mike's 14" cock?" Greg chimed in.

"Well in the room we just cleaned each other up. It was after the game that we 'enjoyed' one another."

"We saw that, both of you moaned really loudly. So much that the whole group noticed. We also saw you guys cum from over that distance."

"Have you guys tried the coffee? It's really good." I said sipping it.

"I bet." Said Greg as he rubbed my cock under the loincloth checking the hardness for me. Greg would always get me going. "Still too soon." He said after checking my cock. He then moved his forefinger to my ass and felt the hole. He then inserted the finger inside. 

"Still tight so you guys didn't fuck, but I can fix that."

He pushed his finger in further. I inhaled briefly as he went into me. I opened my mouth and Larry took that as .an invitation to kiss me, which I returned with my tongue exploring his mouth. Larry stood up and let the loincloth slip away; he stroked his cock for me and held it to my lips. I sucked it into my mouth and tasted him.

"Needs something," I mused, "coffee I think."

I took my coffee and dipped his cock into the warm liquid, "Oh my god! That is like a warm mouth. I almost shot right there." Larry said.

I sipped it, "Yup and just the right amount of pre-cum."

I took the rest of him into my mouth and he started pumping my face. Greg inserted another finger and moved both fingers in a circle to widen my ass. I moaned a bit with Larry's cock in my mouth it wasn't so loud. My cock did respond and rose up in the loincloth. 

"Now he's ready." Said Greg as he started stroking it.

Larry sped up his thrusting into my mouth and I pulled down on his balls, as I did not want him cumming too quickly. Greg jerked my cock and finger fucked me at the same time. The sensations I felt were almost overwhelming as I put a hand on the back of Greg's head; he applied more suction to my cock. My other hand made its way to Larry's ass and I gently inserted it into his ass. 

Larry moaned, "Oh yes, make me cum, Jonah!"

I made a circle motion on his prostate gland and pushed on it at the same time. He came with such a force in my mouth that most is it hit the back of my throat and slid down. I swallowed all that I could. Greg did the same for me and he felt me ready to shoot. He started sucking on the head of my cock as I shot into his warm mouth. I bucked my hips to get further into his mouth. I fell back into the chair when done.

"Greg, bring your cock up here. It's your turn to come." I said.

He stood up, Larry and I could see that he was ready to come. I grabbed his cock and pulled him into my mouth as Larry pulled on his balls. His black cock made a nice contrast in my hands and I could see his pre-cum coming out. 

"It's time, Greg, give us your cum."

I pulled on his cock harder, Larry placed his mouth over its head, and Greg threw his head back and came. Larry let some spill out of his mouth and it landed on my chest. His hips moved forward a few times and he then leaned down to kiss me and I returned it.

"That was great." Greg said.

"Now I think you're ready for Mike tonight." Larry chimed in with a smile.

"Yeah I think I am. I hope he and I will like it."

We all laid back and adjusted our loincloths. He dozed a little watching the pool as few people were hooking up. They were kissing, sucking each other without regard to who saw them.



The Retreat Ch. 02



"Hi," she said softly.

"Hi," he echoed.

It seemed like the most natural thing in the world for them to link hands as they walked away.

"You realize that you have my coworkers frothing at the mouth with curiosity," she said with a grin.

"Really? That's a relief. Does that mean they're not used to seeing you with a boyfriend?"

Jessica shot him a haughty glance. "Hardly. And you aren't my boyfriend."

Nick squeezed her hand and snared her gaze. His expression was anything but teasing.

"I'd like to be," he said softly.

"Yeah?" she asked, trying to coax him back into their usual playful banter.

"Yeah," he said firmly.

Jessica halted and turned to face him. They searched each other's faces, and several moments ticked by before Nick bent to kiss her.

At first, his lips lightly caressed hers, but sensing no resistance, he pulled her more firmly against him and deepened the kiss. Her lips were warm and pliant, and he tasted the warm cavity of her mouth with increasingly thorough strokes of his tongue against hers. When she began to respond more fully, he groaned. He finally ended the kiss, surprised by the depth of his hunger for her.

"Do you want to catch a late movie?" he asked softly.

Jessica nodded, and once again, he brushed a thumb across her cheekbone. This time, her cheeks were flushed with desire rather than embarrassment. The feelings of possessive pleasure that realization evoked in him were startling. Somehow, Nick knew in that moment that his world would never be quite the same.

For the next three weeks, Nick and Jessica spent every spare moment in each other's company. He walked her to or from many of her classes and met her after work to walk her home. They did laundry together every weekend, and almost all of their dinners were shared. They came to know each others likes and dislikes, pleased to find that they had many common interests and opinions.

Jessica sat on the bleachers and laughed at Nick's antics when he played a friendly game of football with his friends. He learned that she was on the swimming team, and he cheered her on at the division finals.

Their physical intimacy progressed as well. Kissing led to tentative touching, which eventually gave way to bolder caresses. They usually ended up in Nick's dorm room, sprawled on his twin bed. His roommate was obligingly absent most of the time, and they were afforded some privacy. Nick had never exercised as much self-control as he did with Jessica. He was used to women throwing their bodies at him.

Jessica was different. She was passionate and responsive, but somehow shy. Each time they were together, she allowed Nick to go further before she stopped him. Although Nick's sexual frustration was boiling over, he didn't rush her. He wanted their first time together to be special.

They lay panting, with their limbs entwined one evening. Jessica had called a halt, but not before Nick had tormented her nipples into throbbing, aching buds. She lay naked from the waist up, her blouse and bra discarded on the floor. Nick's shirt was unbuttoned, and she ran her hands over his well-muscled chest as she searched his eyes.

"I want you, Jess," Nick whispered.

Jess caught her breath, and she nibbled her bottom lip. "I know. I want you too, but I'm scared."

Nick heard the tremor in her voice, and his eyes widened. "Are you a virgin?" he asked with surprise.

Jess met his eye and nodded shyly. Nick felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure from that revelation. He cupped her cheek in his palm and kissed her softly.

"I would never hurt you, Jess. You know that, don't you?"

She nodded slowly. Nick kissed her again, deepening the kiss until she was once again panting beneath him before he drew back.

"I won't rush you into something you aren't ready for, but let me show you how pleasurable it can be." Seeing the confusion in her eyes, he smiled gently. "Trust me, Jess. Just trust me."

He held her gaze as he unfastened her jeans and pulled them down over her hips. He smiled at the sight of the same lacy red panties he had found in her laundry. When his gaze met hers teasingly, she blushed and hid her face against his shoulder.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered reverently, skimming his hand over her hip and thigh. "Let me show you, Jess. Will you do that?"

She nodded her head, and Nick slowly slid her panties off, leaving her wonderfully, magnificently naked beside him. He clamped down on his raging desires and made up his mind that this was her time for pleasure. His would have to wait until another day. 

Nick touched her reverently, starting with her breasts. She had grown accustomed to him handling her nipples, and he toyed with them, smiling as her back arched and she made whimpering sounds of longing. He bent his head and suckled hard, taunting the hardened bud with his tongue as his fingers continued to torment her other nipple.

When he judged that she was ready, Nick skimmed a hand down over her belly, pausing to comb through her thatch of soft hair before seeking her pussy. He groaned when he reached her. She was swollen, hot and dripping with fluid. He caressed her, exploring her outer folds thoroughly and then venturing inside her velvety sheath. Her passage was delightfully snug, clamping around first one finger and then a second.

Nick could feel the thin barrier of her virginity, and he groaned again as he stroked her. God, she was sweet! He wanted nothing more than to sink into her scalding heat and wallow. Instead, he focused on her increasingly frantic cries of pleasure. She was writhing beneath him, her body the very epitome of his desires. He put every ounce of skill into worshipping her, letting her know how much he adored her.

When she climaxed for the first time, clenching around his fingers, it was all Nick could do to stop himself from ravishing her. He trembled as he watched her come slowly down from the pinnacle before slowly withdrawing his hand and placing one final kiss on her engorged nipple. He pulled her against his side and covered them with the blanket.

"Thank you," Jess whispered after a long time.

Nick caught her eye and grinned. "You're welcome. Next time, if you feel ready, you can repay me by alleviating my agony. I want you in the worst possible way, in case you haven't noticed."

To emphasize his point, Nick pressed her hand against the fly of his jeans, and Jess gasped from the heat of his throbbing erection. Her eyes flew to his.

"I'm sorry, Nick," she whispered. "I'm not trying to be a tease."

He cupped her face and kissed her. "I know, sweetheart. And I'm not trying to rush you, but I don't mind telling you that it's pure torture when you are so damned desirable."

Jess blushed with pleasure. "There's something you should know, Nick. I went to the health clinic a few days ago."

Nick frowned at her, both puzzled and concerned. "Is something wrong? Have you been sick?"

"No," she said softly, smiling secretively. "I got a prescription for contraceptive pills. The doctor said it takes a few days for them to become effective. By the day after tomorrow we should be protected."

Nick could feel his heart pounding against his ribs as he searched her face. "Jess, I could use a condom now."

"Please Nick, just a couple more days. When you make love to me, I don't want anything between us, even a thin piece of rubber."

The fantasy her words created had Nick's cock throbbing even more painfully than before. He kissed her deeply, drawing her over his chest and reveling in the feel of her soft breasts pressing into him. When he ended the kiss, they were both breathing raggedly.

"You are driving me insane," he growled, squeezing her bottom in his palms. "Two days, Jess. Promise me that in two days, you'll be mine."

"I promise," she said with a smile.

Nick felt his heart swell with love for her. She was everything he could want in a woman, and he felt like he was living a beautiful dream. Nick had no way of knowing that the next evening, his dream would be shattered. The following night was when he would learn that Jess had been lying to him all along.



The Retreat Ch. 03



Author's note: Hope you are enjoying the story so far. I'm hoping to get another chapter posted in the next few days. Again, sorry for the delay, but it sure feels good to be writing again!

Cheers,

Haremgirl

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Jess changed into a clean pair of slacks and brushed her hair into a glowing sheen. She touched up her lip gloss and pinched some color into her pale cheeks before returning to the dining room. The mess from her earlier spill had already been cleaned up.

She felt an overwhelming urge to run as far and fast as she could to get away from Nick, but she knew she couldn't desert her mother like that. Jess fidgeted nervously for a few minutes before deciding to take a walk outside. She bundled into her coat, gloves, hat and boots and stepped out onto the front porch.

The afternoon sun shone weakly through the trees, casting a rose hued light over the snow capped landscape. Jess spied a path that had been shoveled, and she followed it around the side of the cabin toward the lake. Beneath the branches of a massive pine tree, she paused to appreciate the beautiful view. The tranquil shimmering lake soothed her agitation, and the cold bite of the frosty air felt invigorating against her cheeks.

Jess ambled down to the shore, lost in memories of the past. She had relived those happy times so often that she wondered how accurate her recollections were. Despite years of analyzing her relationship with Nick, she couldn't pinpoint where it had gone wrong. Their last night together had seemed so perfect. She had been convinced that Nick loved her as much as she loved him. He had been so patient and caring, allowing her the time she needed and not pressuring her into physical intimacy before she was ready.

Perhaps he had simply lost patience with her. Jess clinched her eyes closed, remembering the last time she had seen Nick. His fraternity hosted a party for their new pledges the night after Jess's last date with Nick. She couldn't attend because she had to work, but they had planned for Nick to walk her home at the end of her shift. When he hadn't shown up, Jess had assumed that he had lost track of the time while at the party.

Jess grew increasingly concerned when she didn't hear from him the following day. He didn't answer her calls, and he wasn't in his dorm room when she went looking for him. Two days later, she finally found him in the SUB lounge. That was the day her heart was broken for the first time in her life.

Nick had been sitting in a booth with a beautiful blonde, and she was practically draped across his lap. Jess stood with her mouth hanging open as she watched the other woman whispering in his ear and running her hand over his thigh. He glanced up and saw Jess. He raised one brow in mocking contempt before turning back to his companion, effectively dismissing Jess. She had stayed only long enough to see him exchange a long, passionate kiss with the blonde before she fled.

Jess had seen Nick around campus a few times after that, and he was always in the company of a beautiful woman. The pain of seeing him never diminished. Jess had tried to muster anger or hatred to replace the love she felt for him, but in that endeavor, she had been totally unsuccessful. She released a deep sigh as she realized that a decade later her feelings for Nick were just as intense, just as gut wrenching. Jess was so lost in thought that she didn't hear Nick approach.

"You're the last person I expected to see here," Nick said softly.

Jess whirled so fast that her hair whipped across her face, blocking her view of him. She pushed the errant strands back with a trembling hand, and her startled eyes met his.

"Yeah, small world," she managed in a breathless whisper. "I had no idea that my mother's boyfriend was your father. I never dreamed that our parents would hook up one day."

Nick nodded slowly in agreement. "That makes two of us. I just hope that your mother is more honest than you. I won't let her take advantage of Dad the way you did me."

Jess's expression was full of confusion. If Nick didn't know from experience, he might have bought into her innocent act.

"What are you talking about?" Jess asked, shaking her head. "I'm not the one who ended our relationship. If anyone took advantage it was you!"

Nick took a step closer, and it seemed he towered over her. He was close enough that her breasts brushed against his chest with each shallow breath. Jess's eyes widened, sensing the latent threat of his pose. Her gaze dropped to his lips, and she swallowed convulsively.

"Is that the way you remember it, Jess?" Nick's voice had dropped to a menacing growl. "My recollection is quite different. You knew how badly I wanted to make love to you. You practically drove me out of my mind. It must have amused you to string me along, giving me just enough encouragement to keep me panting at your heels."

"That's not true," Jess gasped. "I was ready to make love with you, but you obviously decided you didn't want to wait any longer. I suppose those other women were all too willing to give you what you wanted."

Nick gave a mocking laugh. "I saw no reason to refuse what other women freely offered, after the way you deceived me."

"Deceived you? I never deceived you. I loved you." Jess bit her tongue to keep from shouting that she still did. 

Nick steeled himself against her words. He wished he could accept what she said. It would certainly be easier on his heart and his ego to believe that she had truly loved him as he had loved her, that there was some other explanation for what had happened between them. But there was no other explanation. Nick had witnessed her betrayal with his own eyes.

Nick's smile was derisive. "I believed that once." His eyes narrowed. "You taught me a valuable lesson, Jess. I really should thank you."

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, his lips hard and punishing on hers. At first, Jess was too stunned to react, and for several moments, she stood motionless and received his kiss. Then, as if the floodgates were opened, her emotions spilled over. She moaned softly and clutched him around the waist as she responded.

Nick wished he could block out her taste, smell and touch. He intended to mock her with the kiss, but in the face of her response, he forgot himself and began to enjoy the moment. Her mouth was a remembered delight, soft and warm and accepting. She drew him in with each stroke of her tongue against his, luring him into the heated cavity of her mouth. He couldn't stop himself from feasting. He could feel his erection pounding painfully, and he growled in frustration before abruptly setting her back from him.

It seemed that time was suspended as Nick probed the depths of her eyes. Jess watched as his eyes took on a hard glint and his emotions became hidden once again.

"I'm not the same naïve sap you remember from college days, Jess. The last thing I want is to see my father conned the way you conned me." His eyes raked her from head to toe before returning to lock with hers. "If you have any plans of disrupting our parent's happiness, you can forget them."

Jess watched as he stalked back toward the cabin. Her lips were throbbing, and she could feel her nipples tingling as they crinkled into hardened buds. She drew in deep breaths of frigid air until her thoughts finally returned to normal.

She was stunned by Nick's words and the emotion she had fleetingly glimpsed in his eyes. She replayed their conversation, reviewing each phrase for subtle meaning. He blamed her for what had happened between them? He felt she had deceived him? All these years, she had believed that he had simply dumped her and walked away. Had their break up been the result of a huge misunderstanding?

Jess's heart thumped against her ribs as a tiny kernel of hope began to flower in her mind. If she had been wrong all these years, if Nick had once returned her love, if there was the smallest chance that he still did, she intended to find out. Nick had said he was different from the young man she had known. Jess had changed too. She may have allowed him to walk away from her without an explanation ten years ago, but she was no longer a timid young girl. Ten years of regret had matured her. She had learned to go after what she wanted. Jess firmed her chin and marched back toward the cabin.

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Dinner was an awkward affair. Leslie and Cameron tried to keep the conversation flowing, but long silences lapsed while everyone tried to ignore the tension that was palpable around the table. The older couple exchanged confused glances, noticing the undercurrents between Jess and Nick.

Cameron had planned to announce their engagement, but when he sent Leslie a questioning glance, she gave him a small negative shake of her head. This was definitely not the time to spring their news.

"Why don't we all make an early night of it," Leslie suggested with a nervous smile. "I'm a bit tired, and I think you both must be too after the long drive you made getting here."

Jess smiled with relief and nodded. "I am, Mom. Why don't you and Cameron go on to bed? You made such a delicious meal. It's the least I can do to clean up the dishes." When it looked like her mother would argue, Jess gave her a gentle shove toward the hallway. "Go on. I insist."

Jess waited until Leslie and Cameron had disappeared into their bedroom before meeting Nick's brooding stare. He had been polite but distant since their earlier conversation. She floundered for a way to question him about their earlier conversation as she stacked the empty plates. Her pride insisted that she find out his version of events before she revealed her own emotions. It would be too humiliating to tell him she still loved him if he felt nothing in return. Figuring out how to get him to open up first was presenting a real challenge.

Nick watched her, wishing he was immune to the sight of Jess in her soft cream colored sweater and slacks. She was soft and sexy and feminine. She was temptation incarnate. She scared the hell out of him. Every time he looked at her, he was tempted to abandon all self respect. He wanted to flee from the cabin and return to his Manhattan apartment, but there was no way he would leave Jess here to wreak possible havoc on his father's new romance. Jess's soft voice startled him out of his dark thoughts. 

"Would you like more coffee?"

"No, thanks. I'll get the rest of these," he said, carrying two large platters into the kitchen.

While Jess loaded the dishwasher and scrubbed the pots, Nick worked efficiently to pack the leftovers into the fridge. The sooner they got the kitchen cleaned, the sooner he could put some distance between them. He ignored the questioning glances Jess shot him, and he answered her comments and questions with cool politeness. Inside he was seething with the urge to haul her against him and kiss her again. If he didn't get away from her, he was going to lose his mind. Finally, the kitchen was returned to order.

"Good night," Nick said with a curt nod.

"Wait!" Jess bit her bottom lip when he pinned her with a questioning stare. "I was hoping we could talk for a while."

Nick raised one brow and frowned at her. "I'm all talked out for one day."

Without another word, Nick retreated to his bedroom. He undressed and crawled into bed, knowing that falling asleep would be impossible. For a couple of hours, he tossed and turned. He didn't dare close his eyes, knowing that visions of Jess would be waiting for him. When he couldn't stand another minute in the bed, he threw back the covers and stalked into the bathroom.

Nick stared at his reflection in the mirror. "Stupid idiot," he muttered. He stepped beneath the shower, turning the taps as cold as he could stand and letting the spray cool his body. He leaned his head against the cold tiles, groaning softly from the pain of his throbbing cock. God, he still wanted her! How could he still want her, knowing what he knew!

When his erection had finally subsided and he was shivering with cold, Nick turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. He padded silently down the dark hallway to the sauna. When he opened the door, he froze. He silently cursed the gods that seemed intent on torturing him.

Jess lay dozing on the lower bench, wrapped in a thick white towel. Her body was coated with the sheen of perspiration, and one arm was draped across her eyes, exposing the vulnerable flesh of her armpit and the outer curve of her breast. Her long legs were curved perfection. Tendrils of steam wreathed her body, teasing him by caressing every swell and hollow just as he longed to do.

Nick swallowed hard, cursing himself for a fool as he silently closed the door and leaned back against it to savor the view. If he had any sense at all, he would leave. Instead, he padded toward her on silent feet and stood over her. As he looked down at her, he knew there was no way he could walk away. He wanted her like he had never wanted any other woman. Maybe if he took her, he could get her out of his system once and for all. Maybe one long, satisfying fuck was all he needed to end her hold over him!

Jess must have sensed his presence, because her eyes fluttered and then snapped open to lock with his. She gasped and came up onto her elbows.

For what seemed like forever, they assessed each other silently. When Nick finally spoke, his voice was gravely with barely contained emotion.

"I want you," he growled.

Jess was too stunned to answer. Her eyes flickered over his bare chest and down to his hips. She could see his cock straining against the towel, and her eyes flew up to meet his. She was startled to see passion, stark and savage, burning in the green depths.

Nick sat beside her on the wide bench. He searched her face for a minute before grasping her arms and pulling her up against him.

Any argument Jess might have made was forgotten as soon as she tasted him. She moaned softly, twining her arms around his neck as she gave herself over to him. This was what she wanted. This was what she had waited ten years for.

Nick enjoyed her mouth thoroughly before venturing to the sleek curves of her jaw and neck. She sighed his name as he nibbled beneath her ear, and another jolt of hot blood pounded into his cock. He pressed her back onto the bench, stretching out beside her.

The towel proved no barrier at all, as he opened it to reveal her body to his hungry gaze. Jess lay still, allowing him free access. His eyes prowled her flesh, skimming over each well remembered curve only to be followed by his hands. Her breasts were full and high and firm, topped by tightly budded nipples. They pouted and pleaded, begging for his attention. Nick kneaded her breast briefly before bending to taste the succulent flesh.

The clouds of steam thickened around them until it was a struggle to draw a deep breath. As the heat in the room intensified, the heat between their bodies kept pace. Jess wasn't sure how much of her lightheadedness was due to the temperature, and how much was attributable to Nick's burning mouth on her breast and his hand kneading her bottom.

Her nipple trembled against his tongue as he teased it. Nick scolded the impudent flesh by tugging it firmly with his teeth, tormenting it with sharp pulls until Jess arched her back, moaning with delight. He bit down hard, until the pain was indistinguishable from the pleasure, and Jess felt jolts of desire shooting down into her belly. Every sweep of his tongue intensified her need, until her pussy was throbbing and aching.

Nick inwardly grinned, taunting her breast as she responded like a puppet, his to command. When he tired of the first breast, he turned his attention to the second, and Jess sighed with relief as he latched on to the neglected peak. He wasn't satisfied until she was whimpering beneath him, desperate to be filled. She clamped her thighs together against the empty ache, mindless with need as she clutched his head to her breast.

Releasing her throbbing nipple, Nick caught and held her gaze while his hand slid over her stomach and mound at a maddeningly slow pace, finally coming to rest in her thatch of hair. He raised one expectant brow, and she mewled with desire as she opened her thighs for him. His eyes flared with possessive satisfaction as his fingers stole between her legs to claim her.

Jess felt pinned by his stare. She panted softly, biting her lip to contain an all too revealing moan of pleasure. He explored her boldly, teasing her clit and relishing every slick fold until fluid was oozing from her pussy. When his fingers ventured inside her, Jess couldn't hold her moans in any longer, and she arched against his hand. She clutched his arm and pressed the back of his hand, urging his fingers deeper inside her as she writhed on the bench.

Nick groaned, marveling at the velvety slick heat of her. Even his lewdest imaginings of her hadn't been this hot, this wet, this intoxicating. He could smell her musky dew, her fluid was running down his fingers. He probed her with tantalizing strokes, reveling in every soft cry she released. When he couldn't stand the pressure in his cock a moment longer, he flung his towel on the floor and settled between her thighs. He grasped her knees and pressed them wide apart, until her pussy was fully exposed.

Jess didn't shrink from his gaze. She lay as patiently as possible while he inspected every intimate detail of her womanhood. Her heart swelled with love for him as he fondled her. She had never felt as feminine and sexy as she did in that moment, open and vulnerable, intent on pleasing him.

Once again, Nick caught and held her gaze as he brushed the tip of his cock up and down her slit. When he was coated with her dew, he paused to relish the feeling of being poised at her entrance. Then, he thrust deep inside her with one savage thrust. She arched her hips and gasped, then moaned her acceptance.

He was huge! The muscles of her pussy stretched to accommodate him, and Jess felt an instant of sharp pain. It took a few moments for the pain to fade to a dull ache, then her pussy clamped down onto him, and Nick released a guttural groan of ecstasy. She was even sweeter than he had imagined! Nothing had ever felt so fucking good!

He savored the sensation of being locked inside her for a moment longer before he withdrew and thrust again, even harder than before. Time ceased to exist as he rode her, finding healing release in every slick stroke. With every invasion, Nick reclaimed a shred of his sanity, only to lose it again when she clutched him inside her.

Jess met his thrusts, tilting her hips to allow him deeper access. Her skin tingled where it brushed against his hair dusted body. When he latched onto her nipple again and suckled in time with his deep penetrations, she sobbed with pleasure. The tension wound tighter in her belly until she couldn't stand it any longer, and she shattered.

Nick buried his forehead against the curve of her neck and clenched his eyes as he staved off his own orgasm. He had fantasized for too long about enjoying her body. He didn't want the experience to end so soon. He waited just until he felt her body relax before pushing even further inside her, until he was butting against her womb with every pounding stroke. He wasn't even close to having enough of her!

Jess moaned deep in her throat and wound her legs around his hips. Nick straightened on his arms and watched her as he pounded into her. The sight of her body so blatantly accepting his inflamed him. Her breasts bounced wantonly, the nipples reddened from his mouth. Her eyes were heavy lidded, and her lips parted with a gasp each time he rammed deeper into her sweet heat. When she came apart a second time, he couldn't hold out any longer. He showered the inner walls of her hot pussy with scalding bursts of his cum, and she milked him until he felt wrung out, both physically and emotionally.




The Retreat Ch. 03



Dear Readers,

Thank you for all your support and comments. It reads better if you start at part 1. As always comments are always appreciated.

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Alex awoke at 4:30 with a raging hard on.

He leaned over and wrapped his Isabelle in his arms. As they spooned, she soon woke with the insistence of his erection pressed into her backside. She reached around behind her and fondled him.

"Good Morning." She said as she played with the spongy head of his cock.

"No. We are doing the yoga remember?" Alex responded.

"Ahh. Poor Baby, did you want to take care of that?"

"Nope, it's part of the sexual energies we are supposed to be building."

So they got up and got dressed. As Alex dressed in a pair of shorts, Isabelle saw just how hard he had become. "That must be uncomfortable." She remarked.

"They say it will be worth it." Alex responded as he slipped his erection into his yoga shorts. The tip still stuck out the top. "It will go down as we head to class." Alex quipped.

Off they headed.

When they arrived at the class, it was different than the yoga classes they had participated in previously.

The Yoga matts were round and quite large. They saw Jill and Joe from the night before and they were sharing a matt, facing each other. They said hello, but were focused on each other, so no more conversation took place.

Isabelle and Alex sat facing each other, staring into each other's eyes. Then Isabelle's eyes melted the way they did for Alex. He got lost in them.

The instructor showed up at 5:00 and began. After 5-6 minutes of warm up they moved into partner poses which Isabelle and Alex were able to do with relative ease. The fact that they were devoted to their own yoga practice had helped.

First Alex assumed a Down-dog position and Isabelle leaned against him in a back bend. They switched, it was much more challenging for Isabelle to support Alex's weight, but she told him afterwards, she loved the fact that he demonstrated his trust for her.

Isabelle went into wheel pose, which Alex had never been able to do, but he supported her back with a strap adding a stretch. They alternated into seated forward and back bends, adding the stretch by gently sitting on the back of their partner.

The yoga went for an hour, at the end when they went into final relaxation the couples held hands and bonded. With the serenity of the yoga and the sounds from the river, some fell asleep. Alex and Isabelle silently got up and left.

"That was wonderful." Isabelle said as they closed the studio doors.

Alex wrapped his arms around her and they headed back to their rooms. They turned on the MP3 player back in and advanced to track 2.

Again soothing background music filled the room, and the soothing voice came on.

"Welcome to Lesson 2."

"We hope you enjoyed lesson 1, and we hope this lesson is as exciting. Again in this lesson you will bring joy to each other, but Shakti, the goddess will orgasm during this session."

Isabelle looked at Alex with concern, but Alex was concentrating on the audio.

"Let's begin. Wrap your goddess in your arms and gaze into her eyes. Tell her what you see."

The MP3 music went on, but the voice was silent.

Alex told Isabelle how he loved her blue eyes, how they sparkled, how much he loved when they softened just for him. He asked her to smile so that the little creases at the sides of her eyes could be played with.

These creases, three of them, appeared when Isabelle was smiling genuinely. It was one of the first things he noticed about her, is that she had two smiles, one when she was placating and one when she smiled genuinely.

Now when she smiled for him, her eyes lit up. He touched each of those creases, loved each of those creases. The voice slowly brought them onto their next task.

"Shiva, you are to undress your goddess, she should be bare before you, slowly and sensually." Again there was a pause in the voice.

Alex took his time undressing his Isabelle. He kissed each body part as it appeared. First as he took her tee off, her shoulders were kissed, then her chest. As he removed her bra, he held and kissed each of her breasts, each of the nipples.

Isabelle relaxed into Alex as he kneeled and took off her bottoms and her panties. Before they had come he had trimmed her pubic hair to her liking. A small triangle of reddish brown hair sat above the puffy outer lips of her vagina. When he removed the deep blue panties, he could smell her sex. She was aroused. He ran his hands up her thigh to the crease between leg and vagina lips. He felt wetness between her legs.

She was frustrated from last night as well.

As she stripped, Alex stood and danced with her. He wrapped her in his arms. The voice continued:

"Kiss your Shakti, Kiss her deeply, to bring her to bliss, you will only use your mouth."

And he did. There were more words, but they were lost. Within a minute the words ceased, and the music continued.

Alex took Isabelle gently by the face, looked into her eyes and kissed her. He laid her on the bed explored her body with his mouth.

He worshipped all of her body. From the smallest blemish that she had mentioned during their tour, to the sensitive ribcage he had discovered, her body, now more familiar than ever, became his playground. He took time, lots of time. He worked his way down to Isabelle's vagina and spread her lips, using only his tongue. He kissed and licked the wetness already there. He inhaled deeply and breathed Isabelle in.

Isabelle was quivering. Last night tour, and how Alex paid attention had her hips squirming before he found her clitoris.

When he did, she gasped.

He realized what he touched and moved away from it. He continued to kiss and lick the outer lips. Then flicked her clitoris again.

She gasped again.

This time he settled with his head between her thighs with both his hands under her legs and onto her stomach.

Isabelle found it easiest to come with something penetrating her while Alex played with her clitoris. The fact that Alex used only his mouth didn't stop her from coming this time.

She came. As always, when she did from oral, she became emotional.

Alex took her in his arms and held her.

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After Isabelle's orgasm, they snuggled and enjoyed the room. The breeze coming from outside was fresh and still cool as the sun was just up. They lay in their nest of multicolored pillows in their sunken room and just held each other. Isabelle played with Alex. She remarked that she had never seen him that hard.

Every time she moved her hand down his body towards his cock, it would twitch involuntarily. This was new for them, and Alex was as amazed as Isabelle at how sensitive his body felt. Once again Isabelle asked, "Do you want me to take care of that for you." She slowly started to kiss down Alex's chest.

Alex's mind was at a cross roads, he knew where she was going, he wanted her to continue, but he also wanted to see where the retreat's program was going. Isabelle had stopped at his nipples and was flicking them with her tongue. With the denial that Alex had gone through over the last two days, he felt a type of humming in his brain, as she played with his nipples. "hmmmm?" was all Isabelle said, and slowly continued working her beautiful mouth down towards his cock.

Alex felt that he couldn't speak. He felt that if he spoke this humming that had moved from his brain to every nerve in his body would suddenly cease. He wanted it to continue.

Isabelle had his cock in her hand and was leaving a trail of kisses from his navel downwards. She got to his penis and licked the base, licked the spot right where the shaft met his testicles. She pushed with her tongue and got a moan for her troubles. She licked upwards and engulfed him into her mouth. Isabelle took her time, and that time was a long time. This was an expression of their quiet side. There was no power nuances or exchanges in this. She would take him in her mouth and swirl the head of his cock with her tongue. They played and simply enjoyed their time.

Every time Alex got close to orgasm, he would tell Isabelle to stop. He would touch her and hold her. When he calmed down she would go back to making love to his erection with her mouth. Alex was getting the hang of just feeling connected, Not making love for the orgasm, not building from nothing to the crescendo, but rather find a steady state of arousal, and staying there as long as they could.

After a time, Alex lay Isabelle on her back and teased her vagina with his the head of his penis. He penetrated her and they made love. This was a desire to be connected. They looked into each others eyes, they talked, they spoke of all things. It was as if they were sitting having their morning coffee which they'd always made an intimate alone time, but Alex was inside Isabelle. It was magical.

Throughout their marriage, Isabelle had managed a handful of orgasms through intercourse alone. They were always a delightful surprise when they happened, but there was more to the physical stimulation to these powerful orgasms. Alex suddenly and without warning felt Isabelle clamp down on his cock.

She had come.

Alex withdrew and held her. These orgasms were the most emotional of all. Alex held her while Isabelle told him how much she loved him through tears.

After Isabelle had settled, she asked, "What about you? This has to be getting hard." Alex grinned looked down and said: " Oh it is, it is. but not yet. I feel great, except for the erection, which is sore, but will go away with a shower."

They headed to the shower and washed Alex gently scrubbing his wife's body and she his. At the end of the shower Isabelle wasn't convinced that the erection would go down. Alex told her to scoot out of the shower. She did, then she heard him hoot and holler. When he come out, his erection was gone.

Isabelle touched his body and realized that the cold from the cold shower had killed his manhood temporarily.

As they put on the hotel robes, Isabelle thought she had never felt anything this luxurious against her skin. Soft, fluffy and smelling of winter morning, she buried her face in hers and breathed deep.

"Shall we go to breakfast?" Asked Alex.

"Like this?"

"Why not? This place is supposed to be accepting of all. As a matter of fact, from the contract, at no point is nudity supposed to offend us, we may be over dressed."

~~*~~

In their robes, they headed to breakfast, and as Alex had stated, there were a few couples enjoying coffee au-naturel. They broke their fast on beautiful spinach omelets. After breakfast they lounged in their robes and drank their coffee. One of the nude couples wandered by and asked if they could join Isabelle and Alex.

"Yes, of course." Answered Alex.

The couple introduced themselves as Ben and April.

Ben was an older gentleman. He had a decent physique, but by no means was he an Adonis. It was the physique of a man in his late forties who worked keep fit. He had a full head of hair that was cropped short His age was betrayed by the gray trimmed hair on his chest. Isabelle would comment to Alex afterwards that this was the first uncircumcised penis she had ever seen and that she noticed that his pubic area was gray and well trimmed.

April was a larger woman with dark brown hair that matched her eyes. Her breasts were ample but had drooped over the course of her life. Brown large nipples covered the tips of her breasts and her ample behind overhung the chair. As they sat Isabelle noticed that she did not have a single hair on her pubic mound; it was completely bare.

"Going to take in the nude beach today?" April asked.

"I don't know how comfortable we are with the whole idea." Responded Alex.

"We find it connects us to each other. It's funny, we're naked, the people around us are naked, and yes, we look, and we assume they look but once all of the looking is out of the way, we can concentrate on each other. There is no judgment. There is no evaluation. You simply look, get the curiosity out of the way and then you can move on with your day. It's liberating. You should join the people there."

"Is there any sex?" Isabelle joined the conversation.

April responded to Isabelle. "Absolutely not. This is about feeling the sun and water on your body; it's not about sex at all. As a matter of fact erections are discouraged and anything more than a kiss or hug may earn you a talking to from the owner for your first offence and an expulsion for your next."

They continued to chat for a bit, but as the sun was getting higher over the horizon Ben and April wanted to catch as many rays as they could. They excused themselves and headed out. Alex and Isabelle watched them go.

"Wow, They didn't seem to be what I expected of nudists." Said Isabelle.

"What do you think? Give it a go?" Asked Alex.

"I think- I don't know- I maybe want - But what about you? Alex, You are in such a state. I would feel bad if you got an erection. That will almost certainly happen."

"No I don't think so. I've found this new energy, perhaps it was sexual earlier this morning, but it feels more sensual than sexual. It has transformed somehow, I don't know if I can explain it. It's wonderful."

"Alex, do you want to head to the beach?"

"You know baby girl, it's about comfort for both of us. You and I both know being naked is one of my joys. This one has to be your call, and you can't do it for me. It has to be selfish on your part."

"Alex, I want to, but-..." Isabelle trailed off.

"If you want to, truly want to, this is the place. It's private, everyone here is a couple, and there will be no clothed gawkers, while we are naked."

"Let's do it. Deep down it's something I want to do. I feel it is taboo, and way out of my comfort zone. This is the place, and now is the time." Isabelle seemed to be screwing up her courage.

With that they walked back to their rooms and grabbed some beach gear, hats, sunglasses, sunscreen, books, and a ball, then they headed to the beach. There were couples playing frisbee, splashing in the water, sunning, all very normal except they had no clothes on. There were bodies of all shapes and sizes, and for the most part couples were keeping to themselves. They grabbed towels from the bin. They walked for a bit and found a spot with a bit of shade and grabbed a couple of towels from the bin. They laid them out, and looked at each other, and Isabelle said:

"On the count of 3. 1 ... 2... 3″ and took off her robe. Alex followed suit. There they were naked and ...

Disappointed.

Sure, being naked was exciting in it's own way and the sun felt marvelous on bits that hadn't seen the sun since they were 2. The disappointment came from the fact that there was no fanfare, there was no heads turning, the frisbee didn't suddenly hit anyone because they were distracted by the new nude couple. The reaction of the crowd made it like going to any beach and taking off your street clothes, except instead of a swimsuit, you were naked.

They lay down on their towels, chatted and decided to read for a bit. After 15 minutes or so, Alex asked Isabelle if she'd like to go into the water. They got up and walked across the hot sand to the water, their jiggly bits jiggling, again as they looked around they were a little taken aback at the lack of interest the other couples showed in them. Not that they were exhibitionists, it's that it seemed there was a veil of privacy around each of the couples on the beach except for the few that were chatting.

As they their feet got wet the shimmering water felt wonderful on their skin, they walked out to their waists and hugged there. Then they both jumped in. As they surfaced and looked around they realized that April and Ben were right; there were no displays of sexuality anywhere. Isabelle looked at Alex and said:

"This isn't what I expected at all. These people are all here doing their thing, without a thought for the others' nudity around them."

At that moment Alex spotted April and Ben as they were walking knee deep in water. Ben looked them; with a nod from Alex, they came over.

"Well, what do you think?" Asked April.

"Isabelle was just commenting on the fact that it was not at all what we expected. It's - "

"Normal?" Asked Ben.

"Yep," answered Alex.

"We don't want to interrupt your day, we came over to tell you that there is a beach volleyball game that picks up here in the afternoons, if you're interested. Ben always participates." 

Said April.

"We'll see, thanks for the invite." With that, April and Ben continued their walk, and Isabelle and Alex headed back to their spot in the sand. They lay out without toweling off let the sun dry and warm their bodies. Alex looked over at his beautiful wife; was pleased that she was so relaxed; and he told her so:

"You are my everything."

When she looked at him, she gave him a naughty smile.

It was a smile that could not be misinterpreted and immediately sent Alex onto his stomach. 

Isabelle giggled at him and said:

"Oh, Poor baby. It's almost lunch, why don't we head back to the room and see what Lesson 3 has in store."

"Give me a minute."

When Alex had calmed down from Isabelle's teasing they headed back to their rooms.

~~*~~

They arrived in their room and turned to track 3 from their provided MP3 player. The voice began:

"Welcome to part 3. By now, if Shiva, the male, is not used to the process of Tantra, he is beginning to either understand or suffer. This lesson should deepen understanding of maleness and femaleness and the unity of both. Let's begin. Both Shiva and Shakti should disrobe."

The music played while both Alex and Isabelle took off their robes. The gazed at each other in their nakedness; they waited for the voice to return.

"Shiva you should kiss your Shakti." The soundtrack continued.

Alex took Isabelle in his arms and kissed her, told her he loved her. His erection, easily excited from the last two days, immediately began to fill and pulse.

"Now, for the next hour, you as a couple should continue with your lives without touching each other sexually. This is true intimacy. For Shiva is to long for Shakti and desire her, but to deny the urges that come naturally, for her sake. Shakti, you can breathe. You can be bare and exposed and truly enjoy the feeling of freedom knowing Shiva will be full of restraint for the next hour. "

With that the voice faded, and music continued. Alex was semi-erect and smiling. Isabelle was smiling as well. She asked:

"What's with the grin? This could be a long hour."

"No, not really. I think this is something we both want. The beach was an eye opener. I think the ability to be together, naked, bare, intimate, without it leading, or building sexual energy of any type. I like it."

"Ok. What do you want to do then? Watch a movie? Read?"

"Let's watch a movie."

They turned on the TV mounted to their wall and found some unmemorable Rom-Com that neither had heard of. Alex lay in the cushions with Isabelle snuggled into his shoulder. He played with her auburn hair, twirling it. Every once in a while she would make a face as if she were expecting Alex to take a hold and pull her head back. She played absently with the hair on his chest. On occasion when her hand wandered down to his stomach, Alex's hips would thrust forward involuntarily.

Alex and Isabelle both noticed these reactions and realized how long it had been since there had been clean fun nudity with no expectations between them. They vowed that they needed more of this time in their lives.

The hour passed quickly, as they were smiling, and giggling at some idiocy on the TV, the voice came back on.

"It is time for Shiva to have his first release; lesson 4."

With that Alex got up and headed to the MP3 player and turned it off and said:




The Retreat Ch. 03



"Let's go for a walk. I'm not ready for that yet. This is what nudity is supposed to be; no sexual energy, no curiosity, just simple acceptance."

"Back to the beach?"

"No there is also a hiking trail. Put some clothes and shoes on and we'll do that. I've realized that I've had nudity tied up with our sexuality, and those two things should never be. "

Isabelle dressed in a pair of silly panties Alex had purchased for her; they had a tiger's head of rhinestones on the backside. She then slipped on a pair of cargo shorts and a denim shirt that, rather than button she tied at the waist. Her breasts were unencumbered by the bra that she normally wore religiously. As she stood they had the slightest bounce to them that she knew would draw Alex's attention.

"looking forward to lesson 4?" she asked.

As Alex slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, he appreciated the view of Isabelle. He grinned and said, "You can't imagine. Isn't that a little risque for you?"

She smiled her cheekiest smile and said: "Lesson 4."

Alex shrugged at this and they headed out toward the hiking trail. When they got there the saw there were 3, 5 and 8 km loops. They decided on the middle loop and started walking hand in hand. The trail was well marked of beaten dry earth. The summer made the air smell heavy and wet. The resort obviously sprayed for mosquitoes. Alex and Isabelle appreciated this, considering how skimpily they were dressed.

Where the 3 and 5 k loops shared a common starting path, they came across a couple, dressed in T-shirts and shorts. They waved to each other in passing.

Alex and Isabelle looked at the various types of flora. Alex was in awe of his wife's eye for color. She could see so much more of the spectrum than he could. Many times she took a leaf from one tree and carried it to another to show him that they were indeed different shades of green. Only when they were held beside each other could he detect the difference. She was his beautiful artist.

Aside from a single chipmunk that caused a small squeak to escape Isabelle, they saw no other animals; two or four legged.

When they'd walked for about 25 minutes, they stopped.

"Ready for lesson 4?" Isabelle asked.

"We're not near the MP3 player." He responded.

Isabelle, undid the knot at her waist, her beautiful breasts that were only marginally contained, came free. She slipped off the shirt. Alex immediately groaned.

"I think, we've learned a lot already this weekend, and I'm looking forward to the rest, but when it comes to you and Lesson 4, I'm already an expert. With that she took his hands and raised them to her breasts. She felt for him. She felt his cock grow harder faster than she could remember.

She could actually feel it pulse through his shorts.

She slowly dropped to her knees in front of him, his hands transitioned from her breasts to her hair. She looked up at him; her eyes softened, and she lowered his shorts. His cock sprang forward and was pointing straight up; it bobbed on it's own with his pulse. Isabelle slid her finger along the underside of the shaft feeling the hardness and letting her fingers feel each of the veins. She lovingly played with him and looked up at Alex. Then she took him in her mouth. It was slow. It was loving. It was amazing. She could tell Alex wasn't going to last very long.

His cock came out of her mouth with a popping sound. She rubbed the swollen purple head with her thumb and said: "Ready for lesson 4?" With that she got up, unbuttoned her shorts and said: 

"I need you to take me."

She turned away from him and bent over. She looked over her shoulder and said: "take me. I need you to cum inside of me."

With an ease that spoke to Isabelle's wetness Alex penetrated her easily. His hips moving almost involuntary after the day and a half of teasing, Isabelle pushed back to meet each of his thrusts. Soon very very soon, Isabelle looked over her shoulder and said: "Claim me, make me yours."

Alex would have liked this to last longer, but with those words he came. He came so hard he thought he might black out. He certainly had to struggle to keep his balance. When his orgasm subsided and he was able to think clearly, he pulled out of Isabelle. The mess was more than either of them had experienced before, he took his t-shirt and lovingly and gently wiped up between Isabelle's legs. She would leak for the rest of the walk.

Isabelle giggled and said:

"Just two more days here."



The Retreat Ch. 03



Jonah and Mike get closer and have more fun.

*************

We went into dinner, which was server early, together Greg, Larry, and I. As we sat down and looked at the menus another couple joined us at our table and introduced themselves as Joe and Jim. We exchanged pleasantries; they were roommates like us but only two instead of the traditional three.

"Must have something to do with the total number of people here." I said.

"Yeah, but we've been having a lot of fun anyway." Jim said.

"We were wondering just how to get going with other groups." Joe asked.

"Well for me, I just started playing the games and met new people that way. That is at least one anyway. Or at the pool there are a lot of people just lying about sunning or getting a massage." Greg mentioned.

I said, "You'll love the massage tables. They do things that will re-energize you. You wouldn't believe."

They looked at one another and smiled. Apparently, they had tried that already. I had wondered what they thought about it, but I did not want to pry. We made conversation as we ate our dinner. After which we all made our way to the rooms that were having events. Greg and Larry offered to show the guys around and the ropes. I knew that they would be in for a good time tonight. I scanned the room to see what interested me and to find Mike.

I went to the 'head' table and sat down. It is called this because this table is where others would sit down on the table and others would come and sit on the chairs and suck them off. The table was wide enough for them to lie down on their backs to get comfortable. Usually another person would come by and offer their cocks for them to suck.

I was sitting waiting for a cock to suck. A person came over and introduced himself as Peter.

"I need to have someone suck my cock. Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yes, just put your ass here and I'll get you off." I smiled.

Now where they sat there was a butt plug that helped them. I lubed it up and guided his ass down on it. He moaned a bit going down on it. 

I took his 8" cock in my mouth. He had a semi-hard cock that was almost dripping with pre-cum. He was either really horny or just came from the milking station. I moved a finger up the base of his cock up to the crown and he leaked a little. 

"Oh that is good. Thank you for getting that cleared out."

"Oh I'm just starting. Just lie back and enjoy it."

He did and watched me take his cock into my mouth as I gently stroked his cock. I stayed at the head and sucked hard on it to start the pressure going. He moved his hips up to get more motion out the butt plug. I took the cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue around his shaft. He moaned more; it sounded muffled this time so I looked up and saw that he had a cock in his mouth. It was Mike's cock. I looked up and he smiled as he fed Peter his cock.

I sucked Peter faster and jerked his cock harder. He was twisting his body in pleasure as he getting closer. I pulled on his balls for added pleasure and his cock started to jerk on its own, but nothing would come out. 

"Ah man that was great, but I need to cum soon." Peter said.

Mike then had two hands on his head, "He'll make you shoot and you won't believe it. Make him shoot baby."

My mouth was all the way down his shaft and I worked up to the tip and pushed his balls up to his cock base. I sucked hard on his cock head and I found the button that pushed the plug further up and vibrated. This made him come and it hit me in the back of my throat. His moan was muffled by Mike cumming in his mouth too. I took his cum and swallowed as much as I could. I smiled up at Mike who looked at me softly.

"Thank you guys I needed that." Peter said as he sat up.

"Anytime, he gives great blow jobs." Mike said.

"Yes his does." Peter said as he kissed me.

Peter got up from the table and we helped him with the plug. I teased him a bit by moving it forward a little. He smiled and his cock responded again. I went up to Mile and kissed him hard, letting him explore my mouth with his tongue.

"I can taste him on you." He said.

"I knew you would." I smiled.

We sat down together and watched the room. I found Greg and Larry; they were playing twister with Joe and Jim. They looked like they were having fun. Larry was sucking on one of the outside guy's cock, while Greg was taking in the ass by another. It was getting late and I turned to Mike.

"It's getting late want to leave and get to my room?"

"You bet babe. Tonight we will fuck each other."

I smiled and we got up from the chairs.

We made are way to the room, holding hands cocks waving under the loincloths. We got to the room and decided to shower to clean ourselves up a bit. We washed our cocks and asses. Mike slipped ad finger in my ass and kissed me from behind.

"We should loosen each other up too. Or maybe keep them tight for more intense pleasure." 

"Well we should get to it."

We kissed while in the shower and made our way to the bed. He laid me down on the bed and kissed his way down my body. He moved his body onto the bed so that I would have access to his big black cock. He reached my cock with his mouth and took it into his mouth, when he did this every muscle in my body relaxed and allowed every sensation to come through.

I saw his cock responding to the sensations so I reached over and gently fondled it in my hand. I pulled on it and he moved his hips over so that I could put it in my mouth. I circled the head with my tongue and I heard him moaned his satisfaction. I took his growing cock into my mouth and sucked it down to the hilt. He tasted great and his pre-cum was going down my throat. He was sucking my cock for all it was worth and I moved my hips up so that it would go in deeper. He moved down to my balls and sucked one into his mouth, while stroking my cock. I mimicked his motions, holding the base of his cock tight. He spasmed a little and a little dap of pre-cum came out on my tongue. He paused to allow the spasm to pass.

"How many times are you going to make me cum tonight?" He smiled.

"As many times as I can."

He moved his hips forward and I was able to see his puckered hole. I took my forefinger and circled his hole. Pushing forward it went into his hole. It wrapped around my finger tightly. I paused to let it expand, once it relaxed I went in further and then backed out. I repeated these motions until his hole was able to handle my finger in further.

He was able to get his tongue on my hole and lubed it up as best his could. He started to insert his finger as well. The sensation was like an explosion inside me. I sucked on his cock more and moved faster. We let our animal instincts take over just went crazy, we were obsessed. 

"It's time." I said.

That was like a command to him he moved down to my hips and moved my legs up for a better angle. He stroked his cock and placed a dab of lube on it and on my hole. His eyes looked at mine and he kissed me deeply. He gently pushed forward and entered my hole. I inhaled, as the pressure was intense. He went in with a pop and stop to allow for the insertion. 

"How's that baby?" He asked.

"Hmmmm, fantastic." It was all I could say.

He thrusted forward and moved back, then forward again. This action relaxed me and allowed him to go further in. We kissed and I saw my cock leaking pre-cum. He leaned back, grabbed my cock in his hand, and stroked it while he fucked my ass. He was using it as an anchor for leverage to pump harder.

He paused and stroked my cock more. He squeezed it, smiling while doing this and applied pressure to keep me from cumming. I looked up and squeezed my ass on his hard cock as best I could. He pushed even further and moaned.

"I'm going to cum soon baby, are you ready?"

"Yes, keep stroking my cock. I want to cum with you."

He smiled and pumped harder in my hole. I could feel his build up and he stroked me quicker. I knew he felt my cock twitch, signaling its readiness to explode. He did one final hard thrust into my ass and drove his cum further into my ass, I clamped down hard around his cock. He pulled a couple of times on my cock and I came with such force that the stream went up to my chest and his. We both spasmed in an orgasm that rocked us hard, he collapsed on top of me and we held each other, afraid to let go. 

"That was fantastic." He said weakly.

"I'm still recovering." I said as I felt his cock slip out of my ass.

He stroked me a few more times, to make sure that I was empty. I shuddered and held him closer. He moved to my side and we faced each other kissing deeply. I cupped his ass cheeks and gently stroked them. I knew we had promised to fuck each other but I was spent.

"Tomorrow it is your turn." I said.

"Yes babe." He said looking into my eyes.

We made our way to the showers and cleaned each other. I took the soap and moved it slowly in and out of his ass. He moaned and then moved to face me. I held his cock, gently washed it and his balls.

I stood up; he turned me around and pushed the soap into my ass to clean it out as best he could. My cock responded and reached around to stroke it clean with the soap and water.

Once we cleaned and dried each other off, we made our way to the bed. We fell asleep in each other's arms. I relaxed listening to his breathing rhythm.



The Retreat Ch. 03



Nick met Jess's stunned gaze, and he held himself immobile inside her for a long time, forcing her to feel the imprint of his cock embedded in her depths. He wanted her to recognize that he had invaded her deepest, most intimate domain and claimed it as his own. Finally, he withdrew and immediately stood up.

He ignored the shakiness of his legs as he wrapped his towel around his waist. She hadn't moved. He raked her with a mocking gaze, taking in her trembling breasts and the fluid on the inside of her thighs. When his eyes returned to her, he gave her an insolent grin.

"I knew you would be a hot fuck, Jess. Thanks."

He ignored her gasp and left, not pausing until he was locked in his bedroom. He crawled between the sheets and folded his hands beneath his head, closing his eyes as he drew in huge draughts of air.

Jess had surpassed even his most vivid fantasies. Nick had never experienced such complete sexual fulfillment, despite the lack of love between them. She obviously held some secret key to his soul, and that scared the shit out of him. He felt a brief stab of conscience as he remembered the wounded look in her eyes just before he walked away. His words been purposefully hurtful and insulting, but better that than to have her guess how much the experience had shaken him. If she ever realized how much power she held over him, there would be hell to pay.

*********

Jess was still reeling several minutes after Nick's abrupt departure. She had relished everything he had done with her body. Every bold caress, every possessive stroke inside her, every hot sweep of his mouth and hands had been pure bliss. His lovemaking had been beyond all her expectations. If she had it to do over again, she knew she would repeat the experience, even knowing that he had used her.

She sat up, pulling her legs close to her chest and resting her cheek on her knees. She closed her eyes and shivered with the remembered sensation of his cock plunging deep into her body. Her pussy quivered, slightly bruised and abraded. She could feel their combined fluids seeping onto the towel beneath her.

Jess gasped again, and her eyes popped wide with the realization that he hadn't used a condom. She was ten days past her last period. Even now, his sperm could be rushing to meet her egg. The thought of getting pregnant should be terrifying, but it wasn't. The thought of carrying Nick's child was strangely welcome. Jess sighed as she closed her eyes once more, overwhelmed by bittersweet emotion.

Jess had never been more certain that she loved him, but her love was mingled with fear of his rejection. 'Actions speak louder than words' the saying went. Could she trust in Nick's actions rather than his cruel words at the end? The way he had made love to her revealed that he felt some deep emotional bond with her. He could never have touched her with such devotion, such tender adoration if he didn't feel something for her. Could he? Was it possible for a man to pretend such things in the heat of the moment? None of her previous lovers had affected her in the same way, but was that due to her love for him rather than any deeper feeling on Nick's part?

Jess had no answers to her questions, and she finally released a groan and rose from the bench. She dressed in the towel, turned off the sauna and returned silently to her bedroom. Discarding the towel, she crawled into bed and curled on her side, snuggling beneath the covers.

She felt surprisingly free of guilt. She would face whatever resulted from their joining, and she wouldn't regret the outcome. Jess laughed softly in self-reproach. She had spent ten long years wishing she had Nick. She would be damned before she would regret one moment with him. For as long as he might want her, she was his. And maybe...just maybe...he was hers too.



The Retreat Ch. 04



Jess slept amazingly well and woke up feeling refreshed. The first faint rays of dawn shone through her window. She lingered in bed with a satisfied smile as she relived every moment of her encounter with Nick in the sauna. Whether it was because she had loved him for so long or because he was simply a fabulous lover, she had never experienced such gratifying sex.

Hours later, her body was still thrumming with delight. She ran her hands over her slightly sore nipples. Beneath her fingers, the outer lips of her pussy were still deliciously tender. She wanted to wake up feeling this way every morning for the rest of her life. The only way this morning could feel more perfect would be to have Nick lying beside her.

The household was quiet, and Jess showered quickly before padding silently to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. As she waited, she leaned against the counter and closed her eyes, mentally reviewing her decision to actively pursue Nick. She knew she was opening herself to the possibility of being hurt, but wasn't that what loving someone meant? If she wasn't willing to give freely of her love, how could she expect Nick to do the same? Regardless of the outcome, she was tired of feeling empty, lonely and sad. She was willing to take the chance, but she wasn't sure the best way to proceed. Should she question Nick about the past? Should she temporarily ignore it concentrate on interesting him in a future?

Hearing soft footsteps, Jess opened her eyes in time to see her mother enter the kitchen. Leslie stopped short, obviously surprised to see Jess already up and dressed.

"Jess! What are you doing up so early? I expected you to sleep in this morning."

Jess smiled. "Morning, Mom. I guess it's all this fresh air. I slept like a baby. What about you? Did you sleep well?"

Leslie nodded absently, still surveying her daughters face for any signs that something might be wrong. "Uh huh, thanks. But I do need my coffee if I'm going to wake up properly."

She got two mugs down from the cupboard and poured them each a steaming cup. She added a dollop of cream to Jess's mug before handing it to her and they sat down at the small table in the kitchen. Leslie took a sip and sighed with appreciation before looking at Jess with a smile.

"So? What do you think of Cameron?"

Jess laughed softly, reaching to touch her mother's hand. "I think he's great, Mom. You were right. I should have met him long before now. He seems to make you very happy."

Leslie nodded with a radiant smile. "He does. No one is more surprised than me. I really didn't think I wanted to fall in love again after Jim died." Her eyes clouded briefly with remembered pain, but she swallowed hard and continued. "In fact, at first I tried to discourage Cameron, but he was so stubborn. He wouldn't take no for an answer, and after just a few dates, I knew."

"I really am happy for you, Mom. If anyone deserves to enjoy life, it's you!"

They squeezed each other's hands and their eyes met in silent communication. Finally, Leslie patted Jess's hand and drew a deep breath for courage.

"I hope you really feel that way, Jess. Cameron has asked me to marry him, and I said yes."

Jess's eyes opened wide with momentary surprise before she smiled. "That's wonderful, Mom, truly! Does Justine know?"

Leslie nodded. "I told her when I saw them just before Christmas. Are you honestly okay with this, Jess? You don't feel like I'm abandoning your father?"

Jess drew in a deep breath and let it out on a sigh, shaking her head slowly. "I would have felt like that a few weeks ago, but something Justine said to me made a lot of sense. The more I thought about it, I realized Dad wouldn't want you to go through the rest of your life lonely. He would want you to be happy, and so do I."

Leslie's eyes filled with tears, and she blinked them away. "Thank you, Jess. That means the world to me."

Again, Jess squeezed her mother's hand affectionately. "So when's the wedding?"

"I'm not sure. We haven't set a date yet."

"Well, let me know if I can help with any arrangements."

"We aren't planning anything big or fancy, maybe just a small ceremony with you kids and a few friends."

Jess nodded, feeling a sharp pang of envy. Her mother knew her well enough to read the pain in her daughter's eyes.

"What's the matter, honey?"

Jess laughed briefly, but it sounded hollow even to her own ears. "Nothing really. I was just thinking how ironic it is that you will be getting married a second time, and I'm beginning to wonder whether I'll be single for life."

Leslie caught her eye and held it. "Forgive me for being nosy, but I got the feeling that there was something going on between you and Nick. Do you feel like talking about it?"

Jess bit her bottom lip, hesitating briefly before heaving a deep sigh. "Do you remember the guy I told you about in college?"

"The one who broke your heart?" her mother asked. When Jess nodded, comprehension dawned and Leslie gasped. "That was Nick?"

Jess nodded her head, fiddling with her coffee cup. "The funny thing is that I never understood what happened between us. Nick seemed like he was falling in love with me too, then he just turned cold and ended our relationship with no warning at all. It's haunted me all these years." She frowned as she slowly shook her head. "He said some things yesterday that made me think that something else happened, that there was some kind of misunderstanding between us. He thinks that I somehow deceived him."

Leslie raised her brows and leaned back in her chair. "He told you that?"

Jess nodded. "And there's something else." Jess blushed lightly, remembering their lovemaking. "I still love him, Mom. I never got over what happened. I think he still has feelings for me too. I can't help but wonder if there's some chance that we could work things out." She met her mother's gaze, waiting for her reaction.

Leslie stood and hugged her daughter's head against her waist. "Oh sweetheart, I had no idea you felt this way."

Jess leaned her head back to look at her mother's face. "I do. What do you think, Mom? What should I do?"

Leslie frowned, her eyes full of concern. "I don't want to see you get hurt all over again, honey. I remember how devastated you were before."

Jess gripped her forearms and firmed her jaw. "I was a shy teenager then. I'm stronger now. I know what I want and how I feel."

"Do you think their might be a future for the two of you?" she asked softly.

"Oh," Jess groaned, "I'm not sure of that at all, but I'm hopeful. I know one thing for certain. I've never felt this way about any other man. If this was just a crush, I would have gotten over Nick a long time ago. I don't know whether Nick returns any of my feelings, but I feel like I have to find out."

Leslie searched her face, recognizing the determination in Jess's expression. Leslie finally released a troubled sigh and hugged her close again, dropping a kiss onto the top of her daughter's head.

"Then I think you should follow your heart, sweetheart. Nothing good ever comes if you aren't willing to take a chance."

Jess squeezed her around the waist and laughed softly. "You always said that."

"Well, it's true," Leslie said, dropping back into her chair.

A long silence passed with them lost in their own thoughts. A germ of an idea began to form in Leslie's mind, and her lips curved into a sly grin. Jess eyed her warily.

"What are you thinking, Mom? You've got that gleam in your eye that tells me you're plotting something."

Leslie kept her in suspense a moment longer before answering in a conspiratorial whisper. "I'm thinking that what you and Nick need is some time alone. I'm thinking that I don't really want to plan a wedding, even a small one." She let a long moment pass before grinning even wider than before. "I'm thinking that it would be fun to run off to Vegas today and get married."

"Today?" Jess exclaimed, her mouth dropping open.

"Today!" Leslie said firmly. "Of course, you and Nick might as well enjoy the cabin for the full week. You both deserve a vacation."

Their gazes locked for several moments before Jess's mouth curved into a matching grin. "You know Mom, that sounds like an excellent idea!"

Leslie gave a delighted laugh. "I think so too!" She rose and gave her daughter another hug. "Just remember, Jess. You didn't know anything about this, okay?"

Jess grinned and winked at her mother. "Right! In fact, I think I'll go back to bed for a couple more hours of sleep. It really is much too early to be up."

She kissed her mother's cheek and hugged her tightly. Jess held her at arm's length and they shared a smile.

"Be happy, Mom."

"You too, honey. You too!"

***********

Nick slept much later than usual. He didn't feel rested. Although he was physically relieved after making love to Jess, his emotions felt raw. He had tossed and turned all night, floating through a series of troubled dreams about Jess. He woke up reaching for her, groaning when he realized she wasn't beside him.

He rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. By the light coming through his window, he judged it to be ten or eleven o'clock. He dreaded facing her. After his hateful remark, she would be furious at him. Even though he had intended to distance her from him, Nick wasn't looking forward to Jess's anger.

He showered and dressed in a pair of old jeans, a tee shirt and a sweater. He donned a thick pair of wool socks and headed for the kitchen. He wasn't prepared for the sight that greeted him as he entered the living room.

Jess sat curled in a chair before the fire. She was reading a book, and the flames gilded her auburn hair with dancing highlights. She looked feminine and beautiful, and Nick felt an instant jolt of desire at the sight of her. Sensing his presence, she looked up, and the radiance of her smile stunned him.

"Good morning," she said softly. "Did you sleep well?"

Nick barely managed to keep his mouth from dropping open. He had expected anger, scorn, or hostility from her. Cheerful warmth was definitely not the reaction he thought he would encounter.

"Morning," he muttered, turning for the kitchen. "Are Dad and Leslie out for a hike, or are they still in bed?"

"I don't know," Jess said, laying her book aside to follow him. "I haven't heard a peep from them this morning."

Nick wished she didn't look so damned sexy in her leggings and oversized sweater. He reached for a cup and cocked a brow at her in question.

"Do you want some coffee?"

"I've already had two cups, thanks. That's my max for the morning."

Nick grunted and poured himself a cup. He leaned back against the counter, sipping as he assessed her warily. In the face of her sweetness, he felt like the worst kind of heel for insulting her. He took several long sips of coffee and cleared his throat.

"About last night," he noticed her heightened attention, "I uh," he cleared his throat again and looked down into his mug, "I shouldn't have said what I did. I'm sorry."

Jess's breath caught in her throat. In the face of his contrition, she was even more certain that he felt something for her, something deeper than he wanted to admit.

"It's okay, Nick. I don't regret what happened between us."

Nick looked at her sharply, searching for any sign of dishonesty or anger. All he saw was sincerity in her steady gaze. He swallowed another sip of coffee and peered into his mug. There was still another matter that had been nagging at him.

"I didn't use anything." He looked up to judge her reaction, and when she merely continued to return his intense stare, he grimaced. "I didn't plan what happened."

Jess gave him a tiny smile. "I know," she said softly, "neither did I."

He hated to ask, but he had to know. "Are you protected? Are you on the pill or something?"

"No," she said simply, waiting to see how he would react to that bit of news.

Nick nearly reeled from the wave of turbulent emotions that swept over him. He had never wanted to get a woman pregnant, and he had always taken precautions to avoid that from happening. How ironic that he had let his guard down with the one woman who could bring him to his knees. Heaven help him if Jess ended up pregnant. He knew he would never be able to walk away from her if she was carrying his child. Jess continued to watch him, and her serene expression puzzled him.

"Aren't you the least bit worried?" he asked with a frown.

"No," she repeated. Her lips curved into a wistful smile. "In fact, I've always wanted children."

Nick's frown turned into a scowl. "Then why aren't you married with a whole tribe of kids? I thought that was your plan."

"That was my plan," Jess said with a shrug. "It just didn't work out."

Nick watched her for another moment before turning away to refill his cup. "Well, it isn't my plan." He gulped down a sip before leaning back against the counter and pinning her with a piercing frown. "I don't have any plans to get married in the near future. I don't intend to turn my world upside down because of a one-night fling."

"I wouldn't ask you to," Jess said softly.

She came to stand directly in front of him and reached up to brush a wayward lock of his dark hair off his forehead. When his brows came together in a deepening frown, she smoothed them with her fingers before rising on her toes to kiss him softly on the mouth.

Any rational thoughts Nick had fled when he tasted her mouth. She was soft and warm and willing. When she sank against him, he set his cup aside and gripped her hips. He slanted his mouth over hers and feasted, releasing a muffled groan of pleasure when she clasped her arms around his neck.

It shouldn't feel so right to hold her, but it did. He shouldn't be kissing her, but God help him, he couldn't resist. He kneaded her bottom and angled her hips so she would feel the hard ridge of his erection cradled against her belly. When she uttered a soft cry of longing, he broke off the kiss, breathing raggedly as he probed her gaze.

"What game are you playing, Jess?"

"I'm not playing a game. I want you, that's all. Don't you want me?"

He pulled her hips even tighter against his own and thrust lightly. "You know damned good and well that I want you." he growled. "However, I didn't plan on engaging in a sexual relationship during my vacation."

"Well, can't you change your mind?" she asked, wriggling even closer to brush her breasts against his chest. She stretched up to reach his ear, and her breath was hot against his neck as she whispered in a sexy, seductive voice. "I want to feel you inside me, Nick. I want you to take me again. Please," she moaned, trailing kisses along his neck.

Nick gave a frustrated groan and held her away from him, giving her a light shake. "Didn't you hear me? I didn't pack any condoms!"

Jess returned his glare with a grin. "I heard you, Nick." She wriggled loose and framed his face for an incendiary kiss, full of sweet temptation. "I'm willing to face the consequences if something comes of this, and I won't expect anything from you."

Her fingers slid down to his jeans and she quickly unfastened his fly. She slipped her hand into his underwear and gripped his throbbing cock, stroking him in her searing palm as she suckled the pulse at the base of his neck.

"Please, Nick. I need you," she moaned.

Her hand was wreaking havoc on Nick's self-control. She alternated her strokes, sometimes gripping him, sometimes softly stroking him. She slipped her other hand inside his underwear and lightly caressed his balls as she kissed his mouth. Nick's heart was pounding against his ribs. It was all he could do to wrench his mouth free of hers, and even then, she continued to torture him with pleasure as precum oozed steadily from the tip of his cock.

"This is insane!" Nick whispered fiercely. "You're insane!"

He wanted to scream that she was making him insane too! Nick glanced toward the hall, remembering that their parents could interrupt them at any minute. He gripped her wrists in his hands and held them still.

"You're playing with fire, Jess. You'd better stop before you get burned."

Jess met his eye for a long moment before she gripped his cock in her fist and squeezed firmly. She raised a challenging brow. Nick's control snapped. He growled low in his throat and gripped her head in his hands as he plundered her mouth. He didn't care about anything else at that moment, other than shoving himself as deep inside her as possible.

He broke off from the kiss and seized her wrist, ignoring the fact that his erection was protruding obscenely from the fly of his jeans. Without a word, he stalked down the hall, pulling her in his wake until they reached his bedroom. He thrust her inside and pinned her against the door, crushing her mouth with his own. Jess gripped his waist and incited him to take, pillage, ravish, and he did so greedily.

Nick broke contact with her mouth to impatiently yank her sweater over her head and fling it to the floor. He paused for a moment to savor the sight of her naked from the waist up except for her sexy pink bra. Then he seized her breasts, cruising over the lacy cups to press their fullness together and squeeze and shape her hardened nipples. He growled his appreciation before suckling one impudent bud into his mouth, biting down on the tip and laving it through the sheer lace brassiere.

Jess gasped and arched her back, thrusting her breast into his mouth. He suckled ravenously, enjoying the sound of her panting moans and whimpering pleas. Without releasing her nipple, he grasped the waistband of her leggings and panties and yanked them down over her hips. She eagerly stepped out of them as he switched to her other breast.

Jess was lost to the sensation of Nick's hot tongue lashing her nipple when he found her pussy with his fingers. She moaned with delight, wrapping her calf around his legs to open herself to him. She mewled with delight as he probed her, reaching high inside her to coax even more fluid from her snug passage.

Nick groaned, feeling her inner muscles clench around his fingers. She was incredibly hot, wet and tight, and he luxuriated in her slick heat.

"Take your bra off," he ordered in a low growl.

Jess opened the front clasp and let her bra fall to the floor. Her breasts quivered, the nipples pouting enticingly as she drew in quick, ragged breaths. She stood motionless as Nick devoured her with his eyes while he continued to probe her with deep strokes of his broad fingers. The only sounds were their panting breaths and the sloshing of his fingers inside her. When his eyes met hers, she shivered with awareness from the heat in his gaze.

"This is your last chance, Jess. Are you sure you're willing to accept the consequences?"

Jess held his gaze and nodded. "Please, Nick. I need you inside me now."

The urgency in her voice reached him, and Nick kissed her fiercely. He grasped her waist and lifted her, and Jess wrapped her legs around his waist. He impaled her onto his aching cock, pressing slowly into her pussy stretched to accommodate him. He didn't stop until he bottomed out in her depths. They groaned with mutual satisfaction.

Nick pressed his weight against her to hold Jess steady as he withdrew and thrust again, deeper than before. Jess moaned her approval. She could feel the rough fabric of his jeans abrading her inner thighs, and the wool of his sweater scratched her sensitive nipples. The fact that he was fully clothed while she was entirely naked in his arms made her feel wanton and wild. With each thrust, he claimed her as his. Every deep stroke made her more aware of how much he enjoyed sinking into her. She encouraged him to wallow in her wetness, to languish in her heat.

"That's it, baby," she whispered, clutching his shoulders. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"




The Retreat Ch. 04



Author's note: Sorry this took so long, but an orgy scene takes planning. Enjoy

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I woke up to the smell of coffee brewing. Mike was walking into the room with a cup in each hand.

"Here you go. I thought you could use a cup. Today is a big day for the retreat."

"Really? This being my first time here, I don't know what day it is."

"Every Saturday there is an orgy for the guests and today is Saturday!"

"Sounds like fun. When does it start?"

"It's scheduled for 5:00 PM. But it could be sooner or even during dinner."

Drinking the coffee and thinking that this could be fun. I got up and kissed him while making my way to the shower. He followed me to the shower and turned on the warm water. We soaped each other up, cleaning the crevices and our cocks. 

We dried each other off and put on our loincloths; we made our way to the milking area. We met up with Greg and Larry; they were ahead of us in line.

"Hey Jonah, how was last night. You have that just been fucked aura about you." Greg said with a smile. 

I blushed a little, "Yes and it was fantastic," looking at Mike.

"Good. I hope you are ready for tonight. It is shaping up to be a great party. We talked to a few couples and they can't wait for it to start." Larry said.

After being milked, I made my way over to the massage table for a rub down. I was feeling a little sore from last night and needed my strength for tonight. There was not a long line for the tables and they got me in right away. 

"Ah looks like someone got stuffed last night." Said the masseur, "We should get that muscle relaxed."

At that, he took a lubed finger to my hole and worked around the opening first. Then moved to the hole and gently moved his finger in a circle to lube it up a little. I moaned a little as he entered my hole and he moved his finger in a circle once inside. The hole relaxed and opened wider for his finger. My eyes glazed over as he moved in and out of the hole. My cock responded by leaking a little on the table. 

I saw the guys across the pool; they were enjoying the show I was giving everyone. The masseur noticed that I was leaking pre-cum on the table so he pulled his finger out. This action caused me to spasm.

"We don't want you cumming before the party tonight." He said with a smile and continued on with the massage.

Once done I walked over to the other side of the pool and sat down with the others. They were drinking the tropical smoothies that they made here. The smoothies were supposed to help us with stamina, energy, and larger climaxes. I took a smoothie and joined them. We all were enjoying the other couples in various states of enjoyment and exploration of their bodies. 

"Does anyone know what is on the agenda for this evening, other than the orgy, I mean?" I asked.

"No they usually keep it a secret until the event. I do know that we will need to rest up." Said Mike.

"They could include the games we already played, etc."

I shrugged and adjusted my cock for better relaxation. It was getting warm so Mike and I went back to the room to cool down and get some sleep. Mike and I walked down the hall with our arms around each other. When we got into the room, we found that the fan was on and the thermostat was set to 65; perfect for sleeping or sex. 

He went into the bathroom as I looked around the room and I finally just sat on the bed. I heard the shower turn on, "C'mon, in babe we need to be clean." I really didn't need it but I went in anyway. He was washing off the soap. "Oh good, can you help me with my back?" he eyed me.

"Sure, where's the soap?"

I found it and started to soap up his back and his ass, which he spread his ass cheeks so that I could get to his ring. I scrubbed his back and got down to his toned ass. Spread the cheeks and cleaned out the ring by placing two fingers inside. He moaned a bit and inhaled sharply. I didn't want him to cum too soon so is just did a few strokes and then stood up.

We dried off and got ready for bed. We faced each other and kissed deeply before we got into bed. He had his hands on my ass cheeks and he spread them while kneading them. I felt the coolness of the room in my ass, I moaned. Our cocks were rubbing against one another and giving us semis.

We laid down in the bed, knowing that we needed to rest for the orgy would go all night. We drifted off to sleep holding one another, he moved to look at the clock. Kissing me to wake me, "Time to wake up, we have to eat before the activities." I got up and went into the bathroom.

We made our way to the milking station first. We wanted to make the night last and it allowed for more fun all around. 

"Ah a couple, how nice", said one of the attendants.

"Just ring them and milk them" his partner said.

I leaned up against the bar and felt his hands on my cock as he stroked it downwards. He got into a rhythm as he milked me, I had my head down and allowed for the sensation. I felt the lotion on his hands that allowed for smother strokes and it excited me. My legs started to feel the hip muscles beginning to buckle as I was about to cum, hard too. At that point he grabbed my balls and pulled down as I came with a grunt. While I as cumming he placed a ring around my balls and clamped it down. This was the first time I had one of those one and it surprised me.

"Don't you worry; it'll help you later on." He said as he cleaned me up and applied more lotion.

We left the milking area and went into the dining room. All the food was prepared and it looked great. We all ate and talked excitedly about the evening and what may happen. The one of the guys at the head table stood up, his cock going below the table.

"We have one rule, no one gets hurt, bruised maybe but not hurt." He said with a smile. "Everything is in the next room and you are allowed outside. Just go with whatever happens and if you feel something in your ass bear down on it."

We finished our meals and walked into the next room, once in the room they took our loincloths. I was in a group with Mike, Greg, and Larry. We made our way to the games. The popular twister was out and people were already lining up for it. We sat on the couch watching the group. We were gently stroking each other and enjoying the sights. I heard moaning behind us and I looked back and there was a group on the table getting blow jobs. This gave me an idea. I stood up and walked over to one of them and placed my hardening cock in his mouth.

Mike gave me a look, "well I had to put something in there." I said.

"You're right. I'm going over to the twister to see what tight ass I can get into."

He came over and kissed me while he put a finger in my ass for luck. I moved further into the mouth of the guy sucking my cock. I looked down at the guy being sucked by another who was stroking his own cock. I looked down and saw that my cock was balls deep into this guy's mouth. His tongue wrapped around my shaft, which gave a slight stroking action sensation. I pulled on his hardening nipples, he moved his head back and moaned in appreciation. 

I positioned myself so that I was in front of him and he craned his neck back so that I could enter his throat as a straight shot. I fucked his throat pistoning my cock into his mouth. I placed my hands on his muscular chest for better lunging power and slowed down my strokes. His mouth was warm and moist as it lubricated my shaft. I moaned my appreciation and felt my cock get harder, I thought I was going to cum but I couldn't. I then realized that the ring was preventing it. This allowed for longer fucking and more enjoyment. No wonder these events went on and on. However, my body did respond as I spasmed and had a dry orgasm. I pulled out of his mouth and bent down to kiss him, he shoved his tongue in my mouth.

"Thank you, I had to suck on something." He said with a smile.

I moved back to the couch and saw that Mike was just placing his cock into Larry's tight ass. Larry moved his hips further back and took all of 13' of the monster cock. The look on Mike's face was one of pure pleasure. He stopped so that Larry could get used to the length and girth of the cock. Then he moved forward slowly and held onto Larry's hips. Once Larry was used to it he pumped into him hard and fast. He was moving into him faster and Larry had his eyes closed. I could tell he was taking it for what he was worth.

I looked around the room and saw that everyone was either fucking or sucking a cock. So I got up and went to the counter, pour a cup of tea and just soaked in the scene that was before me. It was an enjoyable sight and I smiled. It was about this time I felt a hard cock knocking on my back door and didn't wait for me to say come on in. It slammed into my ass as hands pulled my cheeks apart. The cock stayed there for about three seconds and then began ramming me hard. 

I felt hot breath on my ear. "I needed to fuck something firm and your ass seemed like the best thing at the time." The voice said.

I leaned back into the body and he reached around and started to stroke my cock. he had lobe in his hand as his strokes became longer. His cock rhythm became smoother and longer with his cock strokes. I knew this would last as the rings stopped any cumming. I did let out some pre-cum.

"I love that you can pre-cum through the ring." He said, "now turn around and up on the counter."

I turned around and he lifted up my hips and I laid down on the cool counter. My back arched at the cold temperature. He shoved his cock further in me. I looked up and saw Rich, from the head table. He had a 12'cock and knew how to use it. He leaned down and kissed me with his tongue exploring my inner mouth. I kissed him back hard.

He leaned back, placing his weight on my thighs and using them as leverage to fuck me harder. He also started stroking my cock as he fucked me. This gave him more leverage and base to hold on to. His stroking kept me hard and pre-cum was lubricating my cock.

"God your ass is sweet. Mike must be doing something right. Tom, Alex get over here and help me fuck this sweet ass."

They came over and Alex placed his cock into my mouth. What it didn't have in length it made up for in girth. Tom went to stroking my cock, he then bent down and took it into his mouth. I was in senses overload at that point. Rich in my ass pumping for all he was worth; I was sucking on Alex's cock with Tom sucking mine. Rich and Alex were kissing as Tom sucked my cock. he also alternated between that to sucking my balls.

I felt Alex shutter in my mouth and he moaned, "Oh god, that warm mouth finished me."

I was stroking Tom while he sucked me, he started quivering and moaned loudly, "Oh man I'm cumming!"

Rich smiled as he started stroking my cock faster and pumping my ass harder. We "came" together and hard too. He fell on me as did the other two. I did manage to look at Mike who smiled. He had just finished with a few other guys. Larry was asleep in Greg arms on the couch, both looked satisfied. 

It was late or early depending on how you looked at it. The guys got up and each kissed me, they mentioned that they would be in touch in the morning. Mike had come up and helped me on my feet.

"C'mon, let's go to the room and get cleaned up. You are putting off some powerful hormones dude." He said as he put his arm around me. We had to stop by the milking station to get the rings off. I about fell on the attendant as he stroked my balls.

"Wow loaded with cum, even after all the pre-cum. Hmmm going to need a bowl here. Or do you want it Mike?" He said looking at Mike.

"He'll cum again tonight, don't you worry about that." Mike said with a wink.

The attendant decided on a coffee cup to catch the cum. I doubted that there would be any. What I didn't know was that there was warm coffee in the cup and as he released the ring my cock spasmed hard and came into the mug. I was orgasming all over again. He rubbed my balls to make sure they were emptied. I must have filled the cup.

Mike and I walked to our room with our arms around one another. We had forgotten the loincloths, as did most people, so our cocks were swaying back and forth. We got into the room and heading for the showers. We washed each other's back and cocks. We did this all in silence and kissed frequently. Once in bed Mike rolled onto me and kissed me deeply. I returned it and cupped his ass cheeks with my hands. Mike was looking into my eyes as we rubbed cocks together. We were both sporting semis.

He sucked on one of my nipples and I pulled his head to my chest. I felt his hand reach down and put a finger at the ring of my ass. I moved my legs apart more. All the while he was sucking my nipple and then he looked into my eyes again. 

"I love you, Jonah." He said as he moved forward into my ass passed the ring.

"Mike I love you too."

He paused to allow me to adjust, he then thrusted further and harder inside. I cried out as it hit my spot. He set a steady pace and move his hips around for more stimulation. He fucked me while kissing me, he would slide up and look down as he stroked my cock.

"Turn over and on your knees."

I did and he entered me again. Whispering in my ear as he was fucking me. He then had me lean up on my knees and he continued to fuck me. My cock was hitting my stomach. Mike reached forward and was stroking my cock as he fucked me. I could feel his cockhead swell and he was about to cum. He jerked me faster and I started bucking my hips and so did he. I came on the towel we laid down and he came in my ass. 

"Keep cumming!!" I moaned.

"Here's my turn!" He came in my ass.

We tried to stay standing on our knees, but I couldn't and fell on the bed and I knew he tried his best but he couldn't either and fell onto of me. He rolled off me and faced me. His eyes are so beautiful. We kissed and held each other and drifted off to sleep.



The Retreat Ch. 04



Nick needed no other encouragement. He rammed into her hard and deep, throwing his head back to relish the feeling of her quivering pussy clamping down onto his cock. It took only moments for them to reach their mutual climax, and he poured himself inside her in a seemingly endless series of scalding spurts, groaning as he felt her milking him.

Nick leaned against her, gasping as he enjoyed the lingering contractions of her pussy. When he was finally able, he staggered to the bed, still holding her impaled on his cock. He sat on the edge of the bed and fell backward with her sprawled on his chest. Jess snuggled in his arms, thoroughly content with the turn of events. When he drew the blanket over them, she promptly dozed.

While Nick's heart settled to a normal rhythm, he mentally berated himself, calling himself every kind of fool. What the hell was he thinking? He wasn't thinking! That was the problem. In fact, he had never been able to think clearly when Jess was around.

They were playing a dangerous game, and Nick knew his heart was on the line. With Jess slumped on his chest, his slackened cock still nestled inside her, Nick felt his love for her flowing over him. He wanted to hold her like this for eternity, to never leave her honeyed depths. He wondered what she wanted.

Was Jess using him simply in the hope of conceiving a child? Could he accept that if it were true? Would he be able to walk out of her life after experiencing this kind of satisfaction in her arms?

Nick released a deep sigh. It really didn't matter, did it? He could no more resist her lure than a moth could resist the flame. Even the knowledge that he would surely get hurt wasn't enough to keep Nick from wanting Jess. He loved her. It was that simple. If the next few days were all he was destined to have with her, that was better than nothing. He kissed her hair and fell asleep.

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Jess woke some time later, momentarily confused by her surroundings. The steady beat of Nick's heart beneath her cheek brought her to full awareness, and she smiled, rubbing her hand over his sweater. She could tell by his steady breathing and lax limbs that he was soundly asleep.

Jess was careful not to wake him as she leaned her head back and scanned his face. She felt her heart swell with love as she watched him. She was more convinced than ever that he felt some deeper emotion for her too. Even at the last moment he had offered her a way out. He had been willing to stop, even though it would have been painfully uncomfortable for him. He wouldn't have offered that if she had truly been nothing but a 'hot fuck' to him.

Afterward, the way he had carried her to the bed and cradled her in his arms spoke of caring. He didn't want to be separated from her. Whether or not he could admit to his feelings, his affection was evident in the way he handled her.

Jess grinned smugly, nibbling on her bottom lip. She was going to make Nick trust her enough to open up to her again. Something had happened to make him end their relationship ten years before. She was going to find out what, and she was going to fix it. The possibility of a future with Nick was worth whatever it cost her. With that certainty, she snuggled closer and waited for him to wake up.



The Retreat Ch. 05



After a brief nap, Nick woke up to the exquisite pleasure of holding Jess cradled in his arms. Her naked skin was like heated silk beneath his palms. Her soft, gentle breaths were a warm delight against his neck. Her smell, an intoxicating blend of musky womanhood, wreathed his senses.

Before his cock could grow too excited by the sensation of being buried in her snug sheath, he woke her with a gentle shake. Her eyes fluttered open and met his, and she gave him a glorious smile. Nick subdued a groan of pure pleasure.

"Jess, we've got to get up," he murmured. "Dad and Leslie are bound to come looking for us soon."

Jess considered telling him then that they were alone in the cabin. She wanted nothing more than to languish in bed with him, but she was supposed to be ignorant of their parents' elopement. She squashed the urge and slid off Nick, allowing him to rise. He stood up and turned away, refastening his jeans before retrieving her discarded clothes and handing them to her.

"Here, put these on," he said, turning away again.

The sight of her breasts, the nipples swollen and rosy from his mouth and hands, sent hot blood pounding through his cock. He went into the bathroom and splashed cold water over his face as he tried to subdue his urges. He wanted nothing more than to seize her, claim her as his and tell all the men in the world to 'back off -- this one's taken!' It took several minutes to bring his breathing under control. By the time he returned to the bedroom, Jess was fully dressed, brushing her fingers through her hair to restore some semblance of order.

"What time is it?" she asked with a small yawn.

Nick retrieved his watch from the dresser. "Ten forty. They're probably wondering why we're still asleep."

"Maybe," Jess said, turning away to hide her guilty blush. "Why don't you go first? I'll wait a few minutes and then make an appearance."

Nick nodded and slipped out the door, closing it soundlessly behind him. As soon as he was gone, Jess went into her own room to tidy her appearance. She brushed her hair until it shone and wound it into a casual knot, securing it with a large clip. She looked at her reflection and grinned.

"So far, so good," she whispered. "Just maybe he'll open up once he realizes we're alone."

Jess made her way to the living room and found Nick staring out the large front window. When he heard her approach, he turned with a puzzled frown.

"Dad's car is gone. Did they say anything to you about going somewhere today, maybe into town to buy supplies?"

Jess shook her head. "No. In fact, when I asked Mom whether she needed me to bring anything from the store on my way up, she told me they had stocked all the supplies we would need for the week."

Nick's frown deepened. "I wonder where they went," he muttered.

"Maybe they left a note or something," Jess suggested.

Nick glanced around the living room. "There's nothing here, and I didn't see a note in the kitchen."

He went to his dad's bedroom and looked inside. The bed was neatly made, and his glance shot to a sheet of white paper, folded tent-like on the dresser.

"Anything?" Jess asked from behind him.

"Yeah," he said, crossing the room to retrieve the note.

Jess followed, and she leaned against him as they both read their names scrawled on the front of the note. They exchanged a glance before Nick unfolded the paper and they read silently.

Dear Nick and Jess,

We apologize for not telling you about this in advance, but we've decided to elope. It was a spur of the moment decision. We hate to disrupt the holiday we had planned to spend with the two of you, but we want to start the New Year as husband and wife. We hope you will understand and be happy for us. We love you both and hope you will enjoy the rest of your vacation in our absence and have a very Happy New Year too! We'll be in touch soon.

Lots of love,

Mom and Dad

"Well, I'll be damned," Nick said softly. He laughed ruefully, shaking his head. "I've got to hand it to him. The old man's still full of surprises."

Jess grinned, relieved that he wasn't angered by the elopement. "Had they told you they were getting married?" she asked.

"No," he said, "but any sane person could tell from seeing them together that they were headed for the altar sooner or later."

"Yeah. I have a good feeling about their marriage," Jess murmured, placing her arm around his waist. "I just know they will be happy together. Don't you think so?"

Nick met her gaze, and his heart pounded against his ribs. For the first time, it dawned on him that they were completely alone in the cabin. Jess was looking up at him expectantly, waiting to hear his opinion about their parents' match, and all he could think about was the feeling of her hand curving around his side. He swallowed hard and cleared his throat before replying.

"Yeah, I hope so."

Jess smiled at him briefly before turning toward the door. "I don't know about you, but I'm hungry. How about I make us some brunch?"

She left without waiting for his answer. Nick hesitated before following her. His mind was racing. It would definitely be safer for his heart and better for his sanity if he got away from Jess. Without their parents to act as buffers between them, he didn't like to think how deeply he would fall for her. It would be better to cut his vacation short and return to the city. Having reached a decision, Nick took a deep breath and followed Jess. He found her in the kitchen, pulling leftovers from the fridge.

"There's plenty of roast beef left. Would you like a sandwich?" she asked, still rummaging in the crisper.

"Sure," he said absently. "Listen, Jess, since Dad and Leslie are gone, I'm going to head back to the city."

Jess closed the fridge and looked at him. Her eyes were wide and vulnerable as she searched his face. She approached him and hooked her fingers through his belt loops, tipping her head back to meet his gaze. When she spoke, her voice was soft and feminine, tempting him with her fragility.

"Oh Nick, please don't go. There's no reason why you and I can't enjoy the week here at the cabin."

Nick was finding it hard to draw a deep breath. "I really don't think that's a good idea, Jess. As it is, we've taken a couple of chances. We both know that if I stay, there's a very real possibility that you will end up pregnant."

Jess glanced briefly at his mouth before stepping even closer, until her breasts brushed against him enticingly. "Would that be such an awful thing, Nick?" she whispered. She met his eye. "I really do want a baby, more than anything. I've already told you that I wouldn't expect anything from you that you aren't willing to give. I'll take full responsibility, and you'll be free to walk away if you want. I'm quite capable of providing for a child. I'm not going to trap you or anything."

He wanted to shout that she had already trapped him, body and soul! Conceiving his child would only give her one more hold over him, one that made the others even more binding. He had survived losing her once. Would he be able to survive losing her again if he spent the entire week making love to her? He would never abandon his own child. If she conceived, their lives would be irrevocably linked. Was he willing to risk that?

Jess stretched up and kissed him on the mouth. Her lips were moist and pliant, playing against his until he wrapped her in his arms and deepened the kiss. As he savored her response, his instincts for self-preservation were blaring. Run you fool! She's already broken your heart once. Get away from her before she turns it into hamburger meat!

As if sensing his resistance, Jess began to trail kisses down his neck, slipping her hands under his shirt to caress his chest with her palms. He clenched his eyes against the pleasure she was evoking and bit back a groan.

"Please stay, Nick," she pleaded softly, nibbling on his earlobe. "I'm not asking for forever, just a week."

Her softly voiced pleas were the ultimate temptation, curling through his body, ensnaring his mind with the possibilities. Was there even a remote chance that he could convince her that she did want him forever? The prospect was tantalizing. Nick had never wanted something so badly.

His rational mind was screaming for him to end this -- now! She's a man eater. She'll gobble you up, just like before and leaving you bleeding, you idiot! It took you ten years to recover. If you pretend she's yours, even if it's only for a few days, you won't ever get over her. Get out while you can!

Jess felt the fine tension that began to invest Nick's muscles, as he prepared to end the kiss. He was going to reject her again! She couldn't let him walk out of her life for a second time. She would never recover, and her hopes for future happiness or a family of her own would be forever shattered. Do something! Convince him, before it's too late!

She whimpered, returning to his mouth as she grasped his hand. She didn't care about her pride. She didn't care about anything other than tempting Nick to stay with her, even if it was only for a few days. She guided his hand into her panties and let him feel how badly she wanted him. Nick gasped, spearing his fingers deep as her fluid coated his hand once again. Her pussy was hot and throbbing against his fingers, and she mewled again as she thrust his hand deeper, encouraging him to claim every inch as his own.

Nick gave up the battle to resist and plundered her tender flesh. He really had no choice. Her offer was too enticing. Jess had haunted him for years. She affected him like no other woman ever had or ever would. She was offering her body to him on a silver platter. Walking away wasn't a possibility.

Nick accepted that knowledge with a groan and feasted, filling his other hand with the heated curves of her bottom as he delved inside her. Nick released her mouth and snared her gaze, breathing raggedly as he searched her eyes. He watched the play of emotion over her face as he continued to stroke her innermost recesses. He took a deep breath and released it as a shuddering sigh.

"Okay, Jess. You win. But I have one condition."

Jess was too relieved to smile. She nodded her head as she met his eye. "Anything, Nick," she whispered shakily.

Nick's fingers never ceased their play, keeping her tension wound tight as he probed her. Jess whimpered again, closing her eyes briefly to savor the sensations he was evoking before she could focus on his gaze once again.

"What's your condition?" she asked, her voice rising with desperation.

Nick struggled to retain a shred of sanity. This week would be his only chance to convince her that she wanted more from him. He intended to make it count, to pour everything he had into persuading her that they could have a future together. If he hoped for even a slim chance of success, he had to make her toss her inhibitions aside, to open herself to him fully. He firmed his jaw, piercing her with the intensity of his gaze as he spoke in a low growl.

"For this week, you have to promise to do anything I ask of you. You have to give me anything I want, no matter how outrageous. Agreed?"

He pressed his fingers deep, quivering them in her depths as she gasped with sharp delight. Jess closed her eyes to hide the joy his demand evoked in her. The idea of being completely his, devoting her body to bringing him pleasure, sent jolts of keen desire into the pit of her belly. She nodded jerkily to signal her acceptance of his terms.

"Agreed," she whispered.

Nick's eyes flared with possessive satisfaction before he claimed her mouth with a smoldering kiss. He tasted her with bold strokes of his tongue, angling his body more fully against hers to savor her softness. He might be doomed to a lifetime of misery after their holiday, but he was determined to enjoy every moment until he had to give her up.

He removed the clip from her hair and tossed it on the counter. He grasped a handful in his fist and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. He couldn't get enough of her taste and smell, as his lips and tongue cruised over the creamy expanse. Jess moaned softly, clutching him around the waist as she encouraged him to linger, nibble and feast. Her nipples were crinkled into painfully hard nubs, and every brush of his chest against them made them ache even more. All the while, she was keenly aware of his fingers, still playing inside her.

"Please," she sobbed, "Please, Nick."

He scooped her into his arms and carried her down the hall to his bedroom. Their eyes met and they were both panting with anticipation as he removed her clothes for the second time in as many hours. However, this time, he removed his own clothes before joining her.

Jess relished the sight of him. Her eyes touched every inch of him, from his broad shoulders to his taut belly, lean waist, well-muscled ass and long, hair-dusted legs. His cock stood proudly from a nest of black hair, and he stroked it as he stood still for her inspection. Had Jess not already known she could accommodate him, she may have shrunk in fear from the size of his erection. Instead, she reached for him, her eyes pleading.

"Hurry, Nick. I need you inside me."

He pulled her hips to the edge of the mattress and entered her with one forceful stroke. Jess moaned her appreciation, wrapping her legs around his flanks to welcome him deeper. Nick set a frenzied pace, quickly driving her to heaven with his deep penetrations. She shattered with a scream, clamping him deep inside her pussy. Nick savored the rhythmic waves of her orgasm around his cock, waiting impatiently for her muscles to relax. Then he drove her even higher, pressing deeper than before with every slick stroke.

Jess's senses were heightened. She was aware of everywhere their bodies touched. She clutched his arms, arching her back and offering her breasts to him in a silent plea. Nick latched onto her nipple, drawing hard on the sensitive flesh until she cried out again. This time, he never paused in his strokes. He continued to pound into her, tormenting her nipple while her orgasm ripped through her.

Jess thought she might go insane. She could barely catch her breath. He clamped down hard with his teeth, until pain mixed with exquisite pleasure. She clutched his head to her, holding on for dear life as he plundered her softness. Nothing had ever felt as good as his cock, plumbing her depths with mind-shattering thoroughness. Her climax seemed endless.

Nick basked in the sensation of her clamped around him for as long as possible before giving in to the relentless tide. He released her breast and gripped her hips, grinding himself deep, showering her inner walls with hot bursts of his cum. He gave a guttural groan of pleasure, his eyes locked with hers as her body milked him.

They stayed like that, panting and wet with perspiration, as their hearts gradually slowed. Nick's eyes caressed every feature of her face. She had never looked more beautiful. He kissed her softly before reluctantly withdrawing from her warmth. Without a word, he drew her against his side, pulled the covers over them and fell into exhausted slumber.

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A pair of hours passed before Nick came awake, instantly aware of the warm feminine body in his arms. Jess lay boneless, her hair spilling over his chest, her thigh a velvety weight across his loins. His arm was curved around her waist, his hand cupping her bottom with possessive familiarity.

His lips curved into a self-mocking semblance of a smile. So this was what heaven was like. He lay motionless and savored each wispy draft of her breath against his neck, relished the softness of her breasts pressing into him. Try as he might, he couldn't summon a single reason to move.

His fears made a brief effort to rise to the surface before he quashed them. He had made his choice. He had wagered his heart and his peace of mind on the chance for a future with Jess. The emotions he was experiencing from holding her made that choice seem like a wise one. The slimmest chance of having a lifetime with this kind of contentment made his gamble worthwhile.

When Jess finally began to rouse, she snuggled closer. Her eyes came open slowly, and it took her a moment before she could focus on his face. When she did, the smile she gave him made his heart race.

"Thank you," she whispered, reaching up to caress his jaw and chin.

Before Nick could answer, his stomach growled loudly. They both laughed, and Jess rose on one elbow. Her eyes were twinkling with mischief as she grinned at him.

"I guess I should feed you," she said with a soft laugh.

Nick returned her smile, his brows waggling playfully. "You'd better, if you expect me to keep up my strength."

"I definitely want that," she murmured suggestively.

She trailed her fingers along his limp cock, teasing it until it began to twitch. When her eyes met his, she gave him a wicked grin.

"You stay here and relax. I'll make us something to eat."

Nick watched her as she rose and stretched. When she reached to retrieve her sweater, he snagged her wrist, pulling her around to face him. His eyes catalogued every sweet curve of her legs, hips, waist and breasts before rising to meet hers.

"No clothes for now," he growled. "I like the sight of you naked."

Jess blushed. "But Nick, I'm cold," she protested softly.

He eyed her nipples pointedly. They were standing at full attention, making his mouth water.

"I can see that," he said with a grin. "Don't worry. I'll warm you up when you come back to bed."

She shivered with pleasure and nodded. "Okay. I'll be back in a flash."

He watched her leave before padding to the bathroom. He had barely settled back into bed when she reappeared, bearing a tray of sandwiches, hot chocolate and cookies. He smiled broadly, barely glancing at the food as she bent to set the tray on the bedside table.

"Come here, beautiful," he growled, snaring her around the waist and pulling her onto his lap.

Jess giggled as his hands roamed over her, searing her with the heat from his palms. He nibbled beneath her ear, his hot breath sending shivers of delight down her spine. Her love for him was nearly overwhelming in its intensity.

"Are you still cold?" he asked as he trailed kisses onto the upper curves of her breasts.

"No, but if you don't stop that, you're might die of starvation," she teased.

She arched her back over his arm, offering her breasts up to him. Nick latched onto her nipple and suckled hard. When he finally released her breast, her nipple was throbbing and quivering. She gave a moan of protest, and he chuckled, smacking her bottom playfully.

"Feed me first, Jess. I'm in desperate need of fortification."

Jess laughed, reaching for a sandwich. She held it to his lips, and he took a massive bite, growling savagely. She took a smaller bite and talked around the food in her mouth.

"Careful, tiger! I almost lost a finger," she said, giggling as she offered him another bite.

He nibbled playfully on her finger before accepting another bite. "I thought you liked it when I bite you," he teased.

Her cheeks flamed as Jess buried her face against his neck. "You know I do, Nick," she whispered shyly.

Nick craned his neck to glimpse her flushed cheeks. God, she had a way of stirring every masculine, protective, possessive instinct he had with a simple blush! He squeezed her around the waist, dropping a kiss onto the top of her head.

"Eat," he ordered huskily. "You'll need to fortify yourself too, with what I have planned for you."

Jess met his eye and shivered. She stretched up to kiss him briefly before taking another bite of their sandwich. They ate in companionable silence until their meal was completed, then they leaned back against the headboard, sipping jointly from one mug of chocolate until it was empty.




The Retreat Ch. 05



Author's note:

Real life got into the way of my stories. Please make suggestion in the comments area. So far I have had some interesting feedback.

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I woke up spooning with Mike, he was gently stroking my cock. He was sleep humming in my ear. I felt his hot breath on and in my ear. He had his other hand close to my face so I sucked his forefinger, which he moving in and out. I pretended it was his cock and twirled my tongue around it. He stroked harder and longer on my cock. He moaned that came out from deep in his throat. I moved my ass around, his cock was between my cheeks so I figured it wouldn't take much to get that semi into a raging hard on.

Soon we were both moaning as we woke up. He spread my cheeks further apart and pushed his now hard cock forward to my ass ring. I helped it along by moving ass back against him. His hand on my cock started stroking slower on an even pace. I loved being jacked off by another person.

He whispered into my ear, "Morning baby. Wanna cum?"

"Oh yes and hard too."

"Good because you are going to." He said in his deep voice.

I smiled while sucking on his finger. Knowing that it was going to be a good day. I then turned around and met his eyes. He moved in and kissed me deeply, his tongue went into my mouth probing deeply. I felt his cock on my cock as his hips pushed forward. His hands moved down to my ass cheeks, he cupped them and moved them around spreading them apart. I moved my hands down to his cock and felt hid length.

I stroked and squeezed the length of it, noticing the pre-cum at the tip. It lubricated my hand and I stroked it again. He moved me on to my back as we kissed, our mouths never left each other, tongues intertwined. My hips moved up and wrapped around him automatically. He slipped a finger into my ass to widen the ring to receive his cock. He moved up and held his cock as he thrusted forward into my ass.

I felt him filling me up as he moved passed the muscle and into my ass. He moved back down to my mouth as he thrusted in and out. I had my hands around his head and back while receiving his cock. My hips moved with his thrusts and I felt his cock moving further into my ass, his thrusts started to pick up speed. His cock grew larger if that was possible. I then felt his hips start to shake and I knew he was about to cum. I clamped down with my muscles and he shot into my ass. It felt warm and was welcome. He twitched a little and then moved up on his knees leaving his cock inside me.

"Now baby, your turn." As he grasped my cock.

He stroked my cock evenly. He looked down at me with his hungry eyes. His stroking picked up speed as he squeezed me while moving his hand up to the tip. He did this and felt my cock twitch. I knew I was going to cum soon as did he. He smiled and pulled on my cock harder. I felt his cock harden a bit while in my ass. This was the final sensation I felt as I bucked my hips forward and shot cum on his chest and mine.

"YES!" I cried out as I came.

He fell onto of me and kissed me. "That was a great shot, baby."

We kissed and held each other. Sleeping lightly, we laid in each others arms, rubbing lightly. We woke up and made our way to the showers.

We were cleaning ourselves and did our thorough jobs. Applying soap and lotion to the tender areas. The water felt great on my ass as Mike massaged it so that it wouldn't hurt. 

"What did want to do today?" He asked.

"Not sure really, what does one do after the orgy?"

"Our time is our own and it is for us to relax and regain our strength. I think that even the milking stations are not working today. But the massage beds are."

"Let's have breakfast and then lounge by the pool. I am tired after last night."

"You didn't seem so earlier." He said with a smile.

We got out of the shower and dried each other off.

We were hungry after our morning "workout" and made our way to the dining area. We met up with Larry and Greg as we began to eat, they seem to be excited about something. 

"What's going on with you two?" Mike asked.

"Oh we're just happy being here and a little sad that it has to end." Greg said.

"Yeah, well all good things must come to an end." I said.

We ate in relative quiet and were amazed at the food. Its taste was better than most five star restaurants. We were making small talk as other groups that we had known were milling around. We saw Peter as he was part of one group and had his arm around a beautiful who seemed to show him the same interest. I was happy for him; he didn't start out on the right foot but know is coming into his own. 

We made our way outside to the pool and sat back in the lounge chairs. We adjusted out cocks for more freedom. I was about to fall asleep again, when a I felt hands on my balls and cock. I looked up expecting to see Mike or at least Larry, but it was a stranger. He looked at me and smiled.

"You looked like you needed to be cleaned up a bit sir, do you mind?"

"No go right ahead."

He applied a warm cloth around my balls as he took my cock and washed it up and down with another washcloth. The water was warm and the soap tingled a little. he moved my legs up a little and sat in between them. He applied cleanser to my anal ring. 

"This will aid in repair of stretched muscles and any tears that are smaller than we can see. It also acts as lube too." He said.

"It tingles and I can feel my ring relaxing a bit."

"It will be that way for about an hour or so. I will give you a semi as well, if you need it."

He stroked my cock with the lube and the tingling continued. The others were up for a little cleaning too. He went down the line. He did focus on Mike's cock longer due to its size. They both like the sensation. Mike always likes someone stroking his cock. The attendant the size impressed him.

After he was done and stood up and excused himself, he made his way to the other side of the pool. We enjoyed the sun and the sensation of the lube. Almost nodding off I felt a shadow come over and I looked up and saw a nervous young man standing there.

"Are you Jonah and Mike?" he asked.

"Yes we are and Greg and Larry are here too. Why do you ask?"

"The council would like to speak to all of you as soon as you can get ready."

We looked at each other, the council this could be serious. We've met them before, at least I did as they came in me and one me at the kitchen table during orgy night. Now they wanted to speak to us, all of us. We went back to our rooms to get some fresh loincloths. We were not really sure what to wear, since we all wear the same thing. We did notice that there were fresh ones laid out of us. They were different somehow though, more colorful and underneath them there were cock rings. No one wore these before as the milking station gave us greater control and the diet gave us more stamina when we needed it. 

"Well this meeting could be more fun than I thought." Greg said.

Larry and Greg hit the shower and Mike stroked me to give the ring something to cling on to. Once it place, it felt odd for a bit but good. I sucked on the tip Mike's cock as I slipped his ring in place it helped him keep his semi. We put on our loincloths on as Larry and Greg came out of the shower and dried each other off. 

I asked, "Do you guys want help putting on the rings?"

Mike handed the rings to them.

"If you want to help us. That would be great." Greg said.

I went over to Larry and Mike was going to help Greg. I went behind Larry and reached around to get to his cock, he wasn't at a semi yet so I nuzzled his neck and breathed into his ear. 

I whispered, "C'mon baby get hard for me. It'll be easier."

He moaned and I grabbed the base of his shaft and pulled on it towards the bed. He was getting harder, so I stretched the ring and slipped it along his shaft and around his balls.

"See it was easy." As I kissed his cheek, he turned around and tongued my mouth making us both harder.

"Thanks, I always hate to put these things on."

We looked at Greg and Mike. Mike was sucking on Greg's hardening cock and pulling on his balls. The ring was on already.

"Mike, what are doing? The ring is on him."

"Sorry just got carried away. His pre-cum tastes so good." He said standing up.

He came over to me and shoved his tongue in my mouth so I could taste Greg. 

"I see what you mean and we will continue this tonight guys."

There was a knock on the door. 

"I am here to escort your gentlemen to the council room. They do not like to be kept waiting. There are consequences as well." He said. 

We had seen him around before, he was a big, black Nubian gentleman and had a nice muscular ass and his back was well muscular toned as well. He was packing a six pack abs and his nipples looked perpetually hard. I did notice his black cock was peeking out of his loincloth. It had a slight bend to it and had a soft look to it. 

All four of us walked with the escort ahead of us. We each were holding are partner's hand. Our Nubian guide led us to the council's chambers. He stopped right at their door. 

"Just knock once and put your loincloths on the table on the right. It is tradition to meet the council nude and with the ring on." He said with a smile.

He checked our rings to make sure they hadn't slipped during our walk. He tweaked all of our cocks a bit.

"That ought to do it. Remember, cloths on the table."

I nodded remembering how Tom, Alex, and Rich had taken me on orgy night. It was totally animalistic. It will be interesting to hear what they have to say to us. So with some nervousness Mike knocked and we were allowed in and we removed our loincloths, placing them on the table.

The council member were Tom, Alex, and Rich plus 3 other that I did not know but have seen. They were sitting down at a long table and were naked from the waist up. 

"Hello gentlemen, thank you for coming." Alex stared.

"You probably have a lot of questions as is what is going on. First introductions need to be made. You know Tom, Alex and myself., Rich said," To my left are Joe, Sal, and Hank. Together we run the retreat and the activities."

Hank stood up an I could see that he was not wearing the loincloth and was sporting a good size cock. he walked over in front of the table and leaned back. "We want to you to know that we have noticed your assistance and caring towards the others that needed help alone the way."

"Yes" Sal agreed, "You have shown great concern and compassion to them and others. A lot of people would have ignored others and moved on. The purpose of this retreat is to learn about each other and ourselves. Also the week long sexcapade is a help too." He said with a smile. 

Joe stood and walked towards us. "You four seemed to have found love here. Though it is not unheard of and as I said earlier it is unexpected."

Alex stood as well, "This brings us to our meeting. You see the council rotates its officers periodically and we have come to a time that we need to pick new officers. Four of us are moving on in our organizations and cannot devote the time needed to the retreat. As it stands Tom, Alex, Joe and I are moving on and we would like you four to take our places. If you agree we will contact your work places and notify them as to what you will be working on."

Our faces must have shown total surprise. Our mouths must have dropped opened in shock.

"You do not have to make your decision now. We will give you the remaining two days to decide. In the meantime, the proposals will be in your rooms when you get back. But first," He said walking over to me and placed a hand on my face, "I want to get a taste of that sweet ass I had the night of the orgy."

Looking back to the council members, "Gentlemen I believe that our agenda is done and now it is time to relax a bit with our guests."



The Retreat Ch. 05



Jess leaned her head on his shoulder, snuggling against his side once more. She couldn't recall a single moment in her life when she had been happier. She angled her head to look up at Nick, and her smile faded.

"What's the matter, Nick?" she questioned softly, her brows crinkling with concern.

"Nothing," he muttered, trying to smile but falling short of the mark.

She pulled slightly away so she could read his expression. "What were you thinking just now? You were frowning."

Nick looked toward the window and released a heavy sigh. Finally, he turned back to face her. He stroked her hair, absently rubbing it between his fingers to savor its silky texture.

"I was thinking that I had better enjoy holding you like this while it lasts," he murmured. His gaze skated down over her breasts, and he felt his cock beginning to throb. "I want to store up enough memories of you to last me when you're gone."

Jess gasped, her own eyes filling with tears as she searched his face. "I'm not going anywhere, Nick."

Nick held her gaze a moment longer before hugging her tightly against him, tucking her head beneath his chin. He clenched his eyes closed. You will eventually, he thought. But until then, you're mine!

He cupped her chin and held it steady while he kissed her. Their breaths quickly became ragged, as he kissed and caressed her, coaxing a steady stream of gasps and sighs from her parted lips. He pulled her astride him, and she impaled herself eagerly onto his straining erection.

As she rode him, he enjoyed the sight of her bouncing breasts, arched neck, wildly tossed hair, and splayed pussy. She was slick with her dew. He found her clit and drove her crazy, until she was sobbing with need. He gripped her hips and held her down as he ground himself deeper into her sweet heat. He gave a hoarse moan as he poured himself inside her once again. She clutched his arms, grinding her pussy down on him to receive every precious drop of his seed.

She collapsed onto his chest, a sweaty boneless bundle of sweet womanhood. He held her against him, feeling her heart pounding against his own. Snow was falling softly outside the window, huge wet flakes coating everything in a sea of swirling white.

The New Year was fast approaching, he thought grimly. In a few days, she would be gone, leaving him a hollow shell of a man. But until then, for the next precious days, she was his. His arms tightened around her as his lids drooped closed. He pushed all the negative thoughts from his mind and simply drifted.

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Jess's contentment was shadowed by her turbulent thoughts. She sensed that Nick's feelings for her ran deep. Her womanly intuition was telling her that he might even be in love with her. Everything in his behavior seemed to confirm that suspicion. The way he looked at her with such longing, the way he handled her with such reverence, spoke of a deep and abiding love.

She settled alongside him, pulling the covers over them for warmth as she snuggled close. She was going to do everything within her power to coax him to trust her again. If he loved her a fraction as much as she loved him, they had a real chance for happiness. With that thought, she gave a deep sigh of contentment and joined him in sleep.

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Author's note: I'm still high on Halloween candy, so I accept no responsibility for any flaws in this chapter...:-) I'm working out the details of how Nick and Jess will work out the misunderstandings from their past. I'm hoping to get the next installment up later this week. Let me know what you think so far. I love to get your comments.

Cheers,

Haremgirl



The Retreat Ch. 06



Jess woke up late the following morning. Her body was glowing, and she grinned as she stretched carefully and became aware of tiny aches and twinges. Nick was still asleep. She watched him for several minutes before blowing him a kiss and slipping silently from his bed.

She tiptoed across the hall to her own bedroom and made a beeline for the shower. She adjusted the water to her liking and stepped beneath the spray, letting it trickle over her head and face. Her giggle was girlish, as she nibbled her bottom lip, remembering each detail of their lovemaking. They hadn't left the bed except to fetch food and wine from the kitchen. It had been the most wonderful day of her life.

As she shaved her legs, Jess pondered how to get Nick to open up to her. Their past would have to be dealt with if they were going to have a chance at a future together. However, timing was everything. She didn't know whether it would be better to broach the subject sooner or later. She certainly didn't want to disrupt the closeness that was growing between them.

When the shower door opened, she turned with a startled squeak of alarm. Nick stood with one arm propped high on the glass. The heat in his eyes seared her as he slowly appraised her naked form. When his gaze finally met hers, he grinned devilishly and raised one dark brow.

"Need any help?" he asked.

In answer, Jess grasped his hand and pulled him into the shower. Their lips fused, and he leaned into her, pressing her back against the tiled wall. When he finally drew back, they were both breathing raggedly.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Good morning," she breathed, returning his smile.

Nick reached for the soap and began to wash her. He turned her away from him, taking his time as he washed her arms, legs, stomach and back. Jess gave him free reign, sighing with relief when he finally began to massage her aching breasts. He lingered much longer than necessary, toying with her nipples as she panted in his arms. Her sighs turned to guttural moans when his sudsy fingers ventured down between her thighs.

"My, my, what's this?" he whispered in her ear with a low chuckle. He soaped every swollen fold, using his other hand to tease her sensitive anus and trace the crack of her bottom. "Someone is very horny this morning," he teased.

Jess merely moaned louder, bracing her hands against the wall and pressing her bottom against his straining cock. Nick knew what she craved, but he didn't immediately oblige her. Instead, he speared her with his fingers, coaxing a steady stream of slick fluid from her pussy as his fingers quivered inside her. He located her clit and teased it, circling and pinching it until it was throbbing against his fingers. She endured it for as long as she could before gripping his arm.

"Please, Nick," she whimpered. "Please, now!"

He gripped her hips and slid slowly into her, groaning with delight when his balls finally bumped against her clit. She clenched him inside, moaning with incoherent relief. He set an unhurried pace, letting her feel every inch of his cock as it probed her with maddeningly sluggish strokes. He could feel her tension building, as she wriggled and writhed, trying every way she could to get him to speed up. He grinned, firming his hold on her hips and forcing her to remain still for his languid thrusts.

When she was frantic with need, he seized her breasts in his palms. He thrust deep and fast, ruthlessly twisting her nipples until she shattered with a scream. Her pussy clamped down onto him, contracting in a series of rhythmic waves with her climax. Nick closed his eyes and savored each sweet ripple, moaning softly with the effort of staving off his own release.

Jess was finally able to draw a deep breath, and she slid free of Nick's cock as she turned in his arms. She gave him a scorching kiss, exploring his mouth with bold strokes of her tongue as she gripped his buttocks in her palms. She could feel his erection throbbing against her belly, and she inwardly smiled.

"Your turn," she whispered huskily.

She retrieved the soap and began to wash him. When he would have fondled her breasts, she guided his wandering hands to the wall on either side of her head. She fixed him with a stern frown and waggled a warning finger in his face.

"Don't move," she admonished, her lips twitching in spite of her best effort to still them.

Nick scowled at her but consented to remain still. He closed his eyes and luxuriated in the feeling of her soft hands skimming over every inch of his body. She was careful not to miss anything, teasing him just as he had her by running her soapy fingers down the crack of his ass and circling his anus.

"Watch it," he growled, giving her a menacing frown.

Jess merely giggled, kneeling to wash his legs and feet. When she had cleaned everything except his cock, she looked up at him and grinned impishly. She made a show of soaping her hands until she had gathered a thick layer of suds. She gripped him with her palms, tightening her hold on him and she slid her hands up and down his length.

Nick's body trembled as he watched her. She was so damned beautiful, with the water cascading off her back, stroking him reverently as she knelt at his feet. When she cradled his balls in one palm and gently washed them, he released an ecstatic moan.

Jess rinsed him, cupping water in her hands and letting it trickle over him. He watched, enthralled, as she gently took him into her mouth and began to suck gently. Her tongue was a velvety delight as she traced every throbbing vein and ridge on his cock. She used one hand to grip the base of his erection, while the other caressed his aching balls. The combination of her hands and mouth was intoxicating, and Nick moaned softly as he braced his elbows on the wall.

Jess took him ever deeper, until he was butting against the back of her throat with every bob of her head. She worshipped him with hands and mouth, intent on pleasuring him as much as possible. If his groans and gasps were any indication, she was succeeding. When she felt him begin to swell in her mouth, she clutched his thighs and sped up her pace. Nick clutched her head and held her still for his hard thrusts. Her heart soared when he began to shoot hot bursts of cum into her mouth. He threw his head back, releasing a hoarse howl of pleasure as she swallowed every drop.

Jess didn't release him from her mouth until the last spasm had passed. Even then, she lingered, licking him lovingly before rising to face him. Her eyes glittered with mischief.

"Now, we're even," she said with a giggle.

Nick was too wrung out to accept the challenge, so he merely grinned and shrugged. "For now," he conceded.

They turned off the shower and exchanged kisses as they dried each other with fluffy towels. Jess chuckled low in her throat as she dried his groin. She flicked his limp cock from side to side with her finger.

"I think I killed him," she said with a laugh.

Nick eyed his flaccid penis and grinned. "He's just resting. He's not used to so much activity, that's all."

Jess raised her brows. "No? I thought you were the man around town, New York's most eligible bachelor playboy," she said.

Nick gripped her waist and pulled her against him, searching her face. "Where'd you get that impression?"

"I've seen your picture in the paper from time to time," she said, looking down at his chest to hide the pain in her eyes. She tried to keep her voice light and teasing, but didn't quite succeed. "They always show you with some gorgeous goddess type. You've obviously enjoyed your pick of women."

Nick was tempted to correct her. She was the only woman he had ever truly wanted, and she had been lost to him years ago. However, telling her that would only increase her power over him, so instead, he tipped her chin up, forcing her to meet his eye.

"What about you?" he asked softly. "You must have had your share of men since college. How many lovers have you had, Jess?"

She blushed and tried to pull her chin free of his fingers, but he wouldn't let her. "I don't want to talk about other men," she said, closing her eyes to avoid his penetrating stare.

"You're the one who brought it up," Nick pointed out. He shook her lightly until she met his eye again. "How many men have you been with, other than me?"

"Only two," she whispered.

"You're lying," he growled, probing her eyes for signs of deception. The thought of her with a long string of lovers made him tremble with jealousy. "How many men have there been?" he questioned more sharply.

"Only two," Jess insisted, "and the second one was years ago."

The fact that she met his stare with apparent sincerity only inflamed his anger. When he spoke, his voice was a tightly controlled growl.

"Do you expect me to believe that a woman as beautiful, desirable and passionate as you has been sleeping alone all these years?"

"It's the truth," Jess murmured sheepishly. "I've only had two affairs, and they were both huge mistakes." She looked up at him, letting her love for him show in her eyes. "You're the only man I've ever wanted. Once I accepted that, there was no point in sleeping with anyone else."

Nick assessed her expression for a moment longer before releasing her with a frown. "I don't believe you," he muttered.

He headed for the hallway as he silently stewed. How could he trust Jess when she couldn't even tell him the truth about her former lovers? It wasn't as if he would judge her. He simply wanted her to be honest with him. Then again, why should he expect that now? She had lied to him ten years ago; there was no reason to think she had changed.

Jess was bewildered by the force of his anger. In a matter of minutes, their morning had been transformed from gloriously romantic to adversarial.

"Nick, wait!" she cried.

He turned to face her, scowling darkly. "I don't like being lied to, Jess."

"I'm not lying!" she said, struggling to subdue her own rising anger. "Look, I'll prove it."

She went to her closet and rummaged around in her suitcase. Nick watched her with mounting curiosity.

"Aha!" she exclaimed. She turned to face him with a triumphant expression. "Nick, meet the only lover I've had for the past eight years!"

She whipped her hand from behind her back, and Nick's mouth dropped open. She held a vibrator in her palm, and when he met her stare, he couldn't detect a trace of duplicity.

"You're serious," he breathed, his voice laced with shock.

"Yes," she whispered. "No other man ever made me feel the way you did, Nick." When he continued to stare at her, Jess blushed and her voice took on a defensive note. "What's so strange about that? Men do it all the time, don't they? I learned to pleasure myself with this rather than to depend on male companionship."

Her voice rang with honesty, and Nick believed her. He felt a wave of tenderness for her as he pulled her against him and kissed her. She opened her mouth to him, moaning softly as his hands roamed her back and kneaded the globes of her bottom. He drew back and cupped her cheek in his palm.

"Show me," he whispered.

"Show you what?" she asked, still dazed from his kisses.

"Show me how you use that thing to pleasure yourself."

Jess's face flamed. "I can't do that!" she cried, her cheeks burning with mortification.

"You agreed to give me anything I wanted," Nick reminded her.

"But Nick, I can't," she whined.

"Show me," he growled.

He turned her toward the bed and gave her a gentle push. Jess pulled the covers back and sat in the middle of the bed. She fidgeted with the vibrator, biting her bottom lip in nervous agitation as she looked up at him pleadingly.

"Don't make me do this," she begged. "It's too humiliating."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, Jess. The idea of watching you masturbate turns me on, that's all." When she continued to hesitate, he planted his fists on the bed and bent until his face was level with hers. "Don't you want to please me?" he asked, his voice low and gravely. When she nodded, he kissed her lightly on the lips. "Then just do whatever it is that you would normally do to get yourself off."

Jess swallowed hard before arranging the pillows in a heap at the head of the bed. She gave him one last fleeting glance as he settled on the foot of the bed to watch her.

"Close your eyes and pretend I'm not here," he instructed.

Jess nodded obediently and leaned back on the pillows, taking a deep breath for courage. She closed her eyes and pictured her apartment. In her mind's eye, she saw her bedroom and her lying sprawled on her own bed. She recalled the many times she had brought herself to orgasm on that bed, and she concentrated on reliving those times. She laid the vibrator beside her and cupped her breasts. Her brow furrowed lightly as she kneaded their fullness, twisting and pinching her nipples until they began to ache.

Nick was completely captivated by the sight of her. Her mouth parted slightly, and his mouth watered from the sight of her ministering to her breasts. As minutes ticked by, she seemed to forget his presence. She moaned as she reached down to massage her clit, pinching it between her delicate fingers. She flung her thighs wide, and her fingers began to explore the outer folds of her pussy.

Nick's eyes devoured every swollen, shiny pink fold as he watched her caress herself. Her legs moved restlessly, and she finally abandoned her breast. She groped until she found the vibrator, and she ran it up and down her slit, coating it in a slick layer of her juice. She used one hand to part her lips, and she thrust all six inches of the device deep inside, moaning her appreciation. She flicked a switch, and Nick could hear a low humming as she thrust it in and out.

He bit back a moan as he watched her. Her back was arched, with one hand on her breast and the other manipulating the vibrator. Nick stroked his cock, his eyes never leaving her as a steady stream of precum oozed from the aching tip. His breathing kept pace with hers, until they were both panting with excitement. She finally reached the summit, and she screamed as she shoved the vibrator deep. Nick stared, fascinated by the sight of her twitching pussy clamping down on the toy.

Jess collapsed, switching the vibrator off as she slid it from her tight sheath. She tossed it on the bedside table and sighed with relief. She was ready to fall asleep. Her eyes popped open wide, as Nick knelt between her lax thighs. She had momentarily forgotten his presence. He gave her a wicked grin.

"Not just yet, beautiful," he whispered.

He held her gaze as he moistened the tip of his cock in her slit. Then he thrust fully into her, forcing her breath out on a moan. He was so much thicker and longer than her vibrator. The contrast was dramatic, and Jess relished the feel of him pressing into her depths. Nick was well-primed from watching her. As soon as he felt Jess reach her second climax, he poured himself inside her, pressing himself deep to deposit his seed at the door to her womb.

He collapsed onto her, his head a pleasant weight against Jess's breasts. She stroked his hair and back lovingly. She relished the feel of him, still buried in her pussy. Jess planted a kiss on his forehead and smiled. Her last thought before she joined him in sleep was that she had never had quite so much fun with her vibrator.

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The next several days flew by. Nick and Jess made love until they collapsed from exhaustion. They made love in the Jacuzzi, gliding and floating in the steamy water as their moans and sighs rose as puffs in the frigid air. They made love in front of the fireplace, camped out on the mattress from Nick's bed. They even made love out in the snow, with Jess bent over a fallen log, her jeans around her knees while Nick took her from behind.

Sometimes their lovemaking was playful, sometimes fast and rough, sometimes slow and sensual. No matter the style, each time they came together left them feeling more closely entwined than before. They simply couldn't get enough of each other.

On the night of December 30, Nick lay awake long after Jess had drifted to sleep. He listened to her even breathing in the darkness. He was torn, completely uncertain about what he should do. Indecisiveness was not normally one of his qualities. He was a man who knew what he wanted and almost always succeeded when he set his mind on something. He wasn't normally tentative or lacking confidence. Deciding how to handle Jess was proving to be the exception.

Their days at the cabin had been like heaven. Jess was everything he wanted in a woman, now and forever. The idea of returning to life without her was completely unacceptable. Still, Nick didn't know how she felt about him. When the week was over, she might be quite happy to shake hands, wish each other well and go their separate ways. Nick's eyes clouded with pain as he remembered the last time she had casually walked out of his life...

The fraternity party had been in full swing. Dozens of drunken students, both male and female, were crammed into the frat house. Music was blaring, and couples were getting increasingly amorous as the evening progressed. Nick glanced often at his watch, anxious for the time when he would go to meet Jess and walk her home from work.

He chatted with his buddies, nursing his beer while they drank more heavily. Several times, he was approached by an attractive woman. Their willingness to give him anything he might want was obvious, but Nick turned them away. His friends teased him, asking him again about the mystery woman who had reformed him from gigolo to saint.

"Come on, man. Tell us about this new chick you're seeing," his best friend Kyle said with a sharp elbow to his ribs. "She must be one sweet babe for you to be turning down these women."

Nick refused to rise to the bait, and he merely shrugged. "Leave it alone," he said, taking another swig of his beer.

"Aw dude, seriously," Kyle insisted. "Just because your girlfriend couldn't come tonight doesn't mean you can't have a good time. A month ago, you would have been all over Teresa Jenkins. She's got killer tits, and she gives the best blow job you can imagine, man. Once your cock is pounding the back of her throat, I guarantee you that you won't even remember your girlfriend's name."

Nick shook his head, grinning good-naturedly as he glanced away. He wasn't about to discuss his relationship with Jess, but since meeting her, his interest in other women had completely disappeared. His eyes skimmed over the crowd, settling on no one in particular until he spotted a couple standing near the stairs, locked in a heated embrace. His muscles seized, and he suddenly couldn't draw a deep breath as his heart pounded painfully in his chest.

Kyle sensed Nick's sudden tension and followed the line of his intent stare. "That's one of the new pledges," he said, watching the couple avidly. "I think his name's Patterson or Peterson or something like that. He's one lucky bastard, man. Chris Johnson told me that he's been dating that chick since high school, and they're planning to get married once they graduate from university."

Nick's body shook with rage as he watched the other man fondle Jess's ass. She was kissing his neck, completely oblivious to any onlookers as she whispered something in his ear. The man grinned and grabbed her hand, leading her up the stairs to find a more private room.

"I'm telling you man, he's a lucky bastard. She's the hottest piece of ass on campus, and she's already taken."

Nick pinned Kyle with a glittering glare. "I'm outta here," he muttered.

Nick stalked from the house, leaving his friends wondering about his abrupt change of mood. He trotted down the front steps and set off at a run, intent on nothing but putting as much distance as possible between him and the frat house. His throat was aching with emotion, and his eyes blurred with unshed tears. By the time he reached his dorm room, he was gasping for air and trembling with shock.




The Retreat Ch. 06



Sorry that this took so long and that it is a little short on the sex part, but it is setting up what we should be seeing for our guys. Please comment so that I know i am headed in the right direction for the boys. This picks up at the council meeting. Enjoy!

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Alex kissed me deeply. Mike came over to me and whispered in my ear, "Enjoy" he said. Hank was waving his cock toward Mike. Mike walked over and started stroking the long shaft. They were kissing and I saw that Hank spread Mike's ass cheeks so that the inner ring could be seen. I loved the sight. Alex lifted me up and on the table and sucked on my cock and pulled on my balls.

"Now this is the position that I remember so well." He said.

I felt a cock on my forehead and saw that Sal had walked over and was slapping my forehead with his cock. The size was good and it looked like it had room to grow. I opened my mouth and he slid it in. He rested it in there.

"Oh that mouth is so warm. I love a good mouth to fuck." He said.

"I told he had a sweet body. Now to try that ass."

Alex moved up to my mouth to share Sal's cock and worked his cock against the ring of my hole. It moved slowly inside of my ass. As Alex was sucking on Sal's cockhead, I suckled his balls, they had a salty taste that mixed so well with the scent of his body. Alex moved in a rhythm that allowed to my ass to stretch and get use to his size. 

I looked up and saw that Larry and Greg each had a partner from the council and where in various positions that allowed for maximum pleasure. I felt my nipple being sucked and pinched, it was Alex's mouth and hands working my body into a frenzy. I placed my hand into his hair to push his mouth into my chest. 

I reached up with my tongue to take Sal's cock into my mouth. He moved his hips further into my mouth and pulled back. He was fucking my mouth in a steady rhythm with Alex to make me feel like a machine. I could see Sal's ass ring and put a finger inside him, he moaned as his pre-cum leaked into my mouth.

I felt Alex's cock stiffen and his legs buckled, he came inside me with a moan that could shatter the windows if louder. Sal's cock did the same and to urge him on I inserted a finger into his ass and he shot his cum into my mouth that tasted as salty as his pre-cum. I savored it and moaned and my own pre-cum was leaking out of my cockhead and a mouth clamped down on it and sucked it up as quickly as it came. I looked down and saw Joe taking it in.

After everyone had cum, we all sat in the hot tub that was in the room. We bathed each other and almost started our session again. We refrained a bit and were served drinks by the Nubian escort we saw earlier. He had his loincloth on and was at the ready for anyone's wishes.

"You should taste James' cock. It's a wonderful taste and the length!" Alex said.

James came over and stood by the tub with his loincloth off. He had a semi that had his cock dangling a little. Mike stood on his knees and suckled James' cock which looked like it got larger with each up and down motion of Greg's mouth. Greg pulled off his cock and sat back.

"He does taste good." Greg said with a smile.

Alex addressed our group. "Well you guys do not have to make your decision right away. Well you do have 48hrs to let us know. James will come to your room and you can let him know what you decide."

We put on our loincloths and made our way to the door. I turned back and saw that James was being sucked off by Tom and Rich. He had his face in Joe's and licking it. I thought, well since we started aroused him it seemed only fair that he cum. Too bad that we couldn't partake in it.

We made our way back to our room for a rest and to think about the decision we need to make. We found the paperwork in our room. There were four copies, one for each of us. We read through the first part and then stopped.

"Well, we have 48hrs to decide what to do. It is interesting and a great opportunity. I am tired what say we rest a bit and figure out what to decide." Larry said.

"Sounds good. I am hungry too, order room service or go out?"

"Rest first. Then go out." Mike put in.

We cuddled up in the bed and were intertwined with each other. My arms were around Mike and I marveled at his black skin and the contrast between the two of us. It was amazing that we found each other. His cock lay against the white sheets showing a deeper contrast. I held on to it like a teddy bear, every now and then I'd squeeze it to which he would moan.

Greg had an arm over my side and was cupping my right nipple, he kept it hard by teasing it and breathing in my ear. Larry was taking Greg's temperature with his cock and had his arms wrapped around him. We slept in this position for an hour or so and Mike woke up first. He rolled over and kissed me to wake me up. I felt his tongue explore my mouth and I matched his tongue. He and I rolled over on my back and Greg's hand moved down to my cock. As Mike was kissing me, Greg worked my cock to wake it up and squeezed my pre-cum out. Larry moved down and took the pre-cum into his mouth. We all smiled at one another.

"Well we're up." I said, "Are we still hungry?"

"Yes, but first a shower and then on to dinner."

We showered and cleaned out each other's up. We dressed in clean cloths and made our way to the dining room. We walked into the dining room and we saw that there were a few tables left, we also saw a member of the council, Sal, sitting alone with James standing at the side of the table. Sal saw us come in and whispered something to James.

James came toward us and said, "Sal wishes that you to join him for dinner, please."

We looked at one another and then nodded to James who took us to the table. Sal stood up. "Welcome and thank you for joining me for dinner. James is great companion but needs his rest." He turned to James, "Go rest and consider yourself off duty."

"Thank you. Gentlemen." James said as he left the dining area.

"He also has a nice ass and cock." Mike said as he watched him leave the room.

Sometimes you could see the tip of his cock from the back as he walked. Sal poured wine in each of our glasses. 

"It's a good wine with dinner. So what are you guys up to tonight?"

"We don't really have any plans just hanging out. Actually this brings up a question that I have. How come we do not see many council members out and about?" I asked.

"We usually end up in marathon sex activities and order in for food. James takes very good care of us. However, I am more into romance and the prep time leading up to the urge. That to me is the exciting than just falling into bed. Don't get me wrong I do enjoy a tumble in the sack. However, the buildup can be very exciting." He sipped from his glass.

We ate and had an excellent conversation about each other. Sal was not that much older than us. He is a family man who works as an accounting executive in our company. He has a touch of gray at the temples and he is of medium build. He does like to work out to keep in shape and healthy. 

"I am a versatile person meaning I can be a top or a bottom depending on the position and the person. I am not into domination or anything like that, but I do like to take the lead." He said while he ate.

"We have learned here that there are several persons like what you have described. In the past I used to dominate my partners and would leave them almost destroyed. At times I would be the one who came and they would need to satisfied themselves," Mike said and then he looked at me, "but now I have found that another person makes me feel special and his needs need to be fulfilled too." He held my hand under the table. 

I smiled at that and looked at him.

"That is the kind of relationships we like to see here. However, we cannot advertise such a thing because we would not like to have a reputation of a dating company. The main focus is for men to relax and release themselves a little bit."

We understood the reasoning however it didn't make us feel any better. 

"We are very relaxed anyway. Recruitment must be difficult at least." Greg said.

"Yes it can be but we screen people thoroughly before the invites go out. Anyway let's forget about the administrative stuff. How are you guys doing tonight?"

"Well we are going to enjoy a meal and then retire to our room." I said. 

"Yeah we didn't plan on seeing a council member at dinner." Mike said.

"Well don't let me stop you, however you will be asked by other members to meet for various meals to be interviewed and such. Don't be too nervous about them. Alex was right about one thing though," looking at me," you do have a sweet ass. I am partial to the mouth though." He smiled. 

We laughed and he got up and came over," have a nice night guys. I have some other business to work out tonight." He said looking over at James who was waving at him.

He left us to finish our meal and we talked and went to our room.



The Retreat Ch. 06



He couldn't believe what he had seen. Jess, his Jess, making love with another man! It had been all he could do not to follow them and beat her lover to a bloody pulp. The only thing that had stopped him was the knowledge that she was the one at fault. Her boyfriend obviously didn't know she had been seeing Nick behind his back.

Nick turned on his side on the bed and let the tears roll freely. He lost the last of his innocence that night. His transition from youth to adulthood was accomplished alone, with bittersweet memories of Jess crowding his mind...

Nick was jarred back to the present when Jess sighed softly in her sleep and snuggled closer against his side. His heart constricted painfully in his chest as she settled again. He had loved her that night ten years ago. His love for her now was infinitely greater. Now, he had experienced the supreme joy of making love to her. Now, he knew with the certainty of ten long years of loneliness that she was the only woman for him. Now, she might be carrying his child.

Whether he could trust her was a moot point. Even knowing the way she had betrayed him didn't stop him from loving her. For the first time in his life, he felt utterly powerless, and that terrified him. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer to the heavens. God help him! If, in two days time, Jess walked out of his life again, Nick knew she would take any chance of his future happiness with her.

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Jess woke in the wee hours of the morning, trembling from her disturbing dream. Nick was snoring softly beside her, and she released a shaky sigh of relief. In her dream, New Year's day had arrived. Nick packed his things, gave her one last kiss and grinned down at her.

"Like I said before, Jess, you are one hot fuck. See you around sometime."

Then, he got into his car and drove away, never giving Jess a backward glance. She collapsed into a miserable heap, sobbing her heart out as she watched his taillights disappear. She had woken up, crying softly into her pillow.

She swallowed hard as she strained to see his face in the dark. They had only two days left of their scheduled vacation. Jess didn't know if she was capable of letting Nick walk out of her life a second time. She had to find out what had happened between them before. Time was running out. Nick seemed to care about her, but then she had believed that ten years earlier too.

Her love for him clouded her judgment. It was impossible to sort out fact from fancy, so she might as well accept that Nick's feelings for her were anything but certain. Regardless, Jess wasn't going to let him go without a fight. She believed more firmly than ever that some huge misunderstanding had caused their breakup in college. If Nick chose to leave her again, she was going to make certain that it wasn't because of crossed signals or unstated feelings.

Nick turned toward her in his sleep. She took a deep breath and sighed, turning so that he was pressed spoonlike against her back. She smiled as his hand cupped her breast and her nipple hardened against his palm. Even in his sleep, he could rouse her hunger.

She wasn't going to relinquish this kind of happiness willingly. If Nick wanted to be free of her this time, he would have to explain why. With her newfound resolve, Jess drifted back to sleep, content in the arms of her love. 



The Retreat Ch. 07



Author's note: I didn't intentionally leave you guys hanging...sorry about that. Crazy work hours couldn't be helped, I'm afraid. I think it will be a few more days before I can post the conclusion to this story. I'll work on it as quickly as I can. Please overlook any mistakes. Sleep deprivation makes proofreading difficult...:-)

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On the morning of December 31, Nick woke up with Jess still in his arms, his groin cradling the smooth globes of her delectable bottom. He breathed deeply, relishing her womanly scent and the silkiness of her hair beneath his cheek. Her breast was a soft, warm weight in his palm. He grinned, teasing her nipple to life as he dropped feather light kisses along the curve of her neck and shoulder.

"Wake up, beautiful," he murmured, his voice gravely from sleep. "I want you."

Jess muttered an incoherent protest, burrowing her face into her pillow. Nick's smile deepened as he persisted in teasing her breasts. Her nipples had hardened into tight buds, and she squirmed restlessly trying to recapture sleep as he squeezed, pulled and twisted them the way he had learned she couldn't resist. He skimmed his hand down over her belly and waist, relishing the fineness of her skin. He toyed briefly with her thatch of hair before venturing further. Jess squeezed her thighs together and moaned another protest, much weaker than before.

"I want you," he cajoled, nibbling on her earlobe. He thrust provocatively against her bottom, smiling when she gasped from the heat of his erection.

"What time is it?" she groaned.

"Who knows," he said, his dimples carving deep crevices beside his mouth as he managed to slip his fingers between her loosening thighs. She was already slick and swollen. "Who cares? I want you now, and if the state of your sweet little pussy is any indication, you want me too."

Jess's moan was from growing arousal rather than frustration. Her breathing accelerated as his fingers grew bolder, exploring her throbbing outer folds before forging inside to be welcomed by her slick heat. She hummed with pleasure, grasping his hand to push his fingers deeper. He played inside her like a virtuoso with his instrument, plucking a symphony of gasps, sighs and groans from her as she squirmed with delight.

Jess groped behind her and found him, stroking him with clever fingers, proving herself to be equally talented. Nick relished each soft caress, each firm stroke of her hand upon him. He stood the sweet torture for as long as possible before capturing her wrist to pull her hand away from him.

"Not yet, beautiful. You aren't getting off the hook that quickly this morning."

When she thrust her lip out in a playful pout, he chuckled and rolled her onto her back. He grasped her knees and spread her thighs, exposing her for a leisurely inspection. She held her breath as he stroked her outer flesh with the pads of his fingers, his gaze intent as he explored each slick fold. He was settled on his stomach, his shoulders holding her legs wide apart, before she realized what he meant to do. Her expression turned from passionate anticipation to surprised apprehension.

"Nick, wait! I'm not sure if...I mean...I've never let anyone...Nick...?"

Her voice trailed off uncertainly, and Nick searched her face. "No one's ever kissed you here?" he asked softly.

Jess shook her head as her face flamed. Nick's heart swelled with tenderness and love. He was inordinately pleased by that revelation. To his mind, this was the ultimate intimacy, and he was glad she hadn't allowed any other man to introduce her to the pleasure. His eyes locked with hers, and he smiled reassuringly.

"It's okay, Jess. Just lie back and relax."

"But Nick..."

"You promised anything I wanted, remember?" She nodded, still looking worried. He held her gaze, gently stroking her thighs as his eyes urged her to trust him. "It's okay, sweetheart. There's no reason to be embarrassed or shy. It's just that you're so beautiful and luscious. I'm dying to taste you. Will you let me?"

Jess couldn't answer past the lump in her throat. She swallowed hard and nodded.

"That's my girl," Nick murmured, still stroking her legs soothingly. "Now lie back and relax." She leaned back on the pillows, but her legs still felt tense beneath his hands. "Relax," he whispered, dropping light kisses on her inner thighs. "Close your eyes and just feel."

Jess did as instructed, biting back an anxious whimper. Nick's lips were light as thistledown on the insides of her legs. He dropped kisses into the triangle covering her mound and ruffled his fingers through the springy hairs. He kissed her inner thighs, occasionally suckling or licking, until she stopped flinching nervously and grew accustomed to the sensations of his warm lips, rough tongue and moist breath. She began to forget her inhibitions and simply enjoy the experience.

Nick covered every inch of her mound and inner thighs, venturing as far as her knees before retracing his path. He found and teased each erogenous area, smiling to himself as her tension mounted. He avoided her pussy, always skittering away and leaving Jess panting with disappointment.

"Nick?" she moaned, arching her hips toward him when she felt him retreating again.

"Uh huh," he mumbled, intent on appreciating the satiny texture of her skin.

"Nick, please kiss me here," she begged, tilting her hips up toward his face.

"Where, Jess? Show me."

His voice was dark and seductive, sending a shiver of awareness through her body. Jess stroked herself, moaning as she felt her own moisture coating her fingers.

"Here?" he asked, blowing cool air across her wet outer lips.

"Yes," she gasped. "Please!"

She whimpered with relief when he complied. His tongue was scalding velvet against her throbbing flesh, teasing and tormenting, rasping her firmly as he tasted her musky dew. She was tangy and tart, flowering sweetly for him as her fluid dribbled over his waiting tongue. She was perfect. She was beautiful. For this moment, she was his, only his. He wanted her to be his forever, and he focused all his efforts on showing her how it could be with a man who loved only her, who needed only her.

He circled her clit, teasing it into a quivering bud before suckling it into his mouth. She rewarded him with sharp gasps and shuddering sighs of appreciation. He parted her folds so he could probe her with tongue and fingers. Jess was lost, floating in a sea of sensation. She was buffeted by stronger and stronger waves as his mouth grew steadily bolder. She threaded her fingers through his dark hair, clutching at him for support. He was tender. He was magnificent. She had never loved him more.

"Nick?" she cried, gripping his head with trembling fingers.

"Let go," he murmured. "Let go for me, just for me, sweetheart."

Jess surrendered to the maelstrom he had invoked, arching against his mouth as she released a hoarse scream of pleasure. Nick closed his eyes and shivered, savoring each tremor against his tongue. Her inner walls clutched around his fingers as her fingers gripped his head. He lapped at her, softly searching for each delicious drop of her fluid as he waited for her to return from the ether.

When her thighs began to loosen their hold, he pressed her onward, toward the peak she hadn't even guessed was there. Her eyes flew open to lock briefly with his before she succumbed to the renewed quivering of his persuasive fingers. She closed her eyes with a helpless moan as she offered herself up to appease his hunger. He feasted, growling as he nibbled and nipped, groaning as he tasted and teased. He was intoxicated by the flavor and smell of her. His cock throbbed painfully beneath him, insistently demanding relief. He resisted until she was once again panting and mewling, writhing in desperation.

Nick kissed his way to her mouth. As his tongue mated with hers, he slid into her welcoming heat. His grateful cry matched hers. Braced on his elbows, he loved her with deep, thorough, lingering strokes. She locked her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, drawing him ever further into her tight sheath.

Their eyes met and held an instant before they found release. Her muscles clamped down like a vice as he bathed her inner walls with his pulsing hot seed. Their breath mingled and their hearts pounded as they remained motionless, savoring each tremor until the contractions finally faded away. Through it all, their gazes remained locked.

Nick knew he didn't want to be without her ever again. He didn't know whether he could trust her. He didn't know whether she would ever love him the way he did her. Even with those doubts, he wanted her in his life, every day. He started to withdraw so they could talk, but she tightened her legs around him. 

"No, please stay a bit longer," she whispered.

Nick rolled until she was on top, and when he spoke, his voice was low and husky with emotion. "I'll stay as long as you want me," he whispered.

They were both aware of the double meaning, and Jess gave him a trembling smile. "Will you stay with me forever?"

"Just try to get rid of me," Nick said with a grin, running his thumb over her bottom lip. His eyes grew serious again, and he searched her face. "Marry me, Jess."

Jess's jaw dropped, and she sat stunned and perfectly still for several long moments. Holy shit, he thought. Now he had really screwed up! He had scared her off for sure with that one. Before his fears could get totally out of hand, her expression transformed into one of radiant joy. Her beaming smile was enough to answer him, but she nodded and threw her arms around his neck, showering his face with eager kisses.

"Yes, Nick! Oh yes!"

Nick laughed with relief and held her face still so he could kiss her. Jess poured all her love into her answering kiss. Her heart was pounding with excitement, but an insistent worry kept nagging at her. She finally drew back from the kiss to search his face.

"Nick, you aren't just asking because you think I might be pregnant, are you?"

"Why do you think that?" he asked with a sharp frown.

She shrugged. "It just seems so sudden. I don't want for you to marry me only out of obligation or something."

Nick hesitated before answering. He knew that exposing his true feelings would leave him even more vulnerable to being hurt, but did it really matter? Jess held his heart in her hands no matter what he revealed. He framed her face in his hands and met her eye.

"I want you to marry me because I love you, Jess. I've always loved you. I've never stopped."

She gasped softly and her eyes filled with tears as she stroked the hair off his forehead. "I love you too!" Tiny creases appeared between her eyebrows. "But I don't understand. If you loved me all those years ago, why did you break off our relationship so abruptly? What happened, Nick?"

He closed his eyes and sighed, rubbing his eyelids with his fingers and thumb. He really didn't want to spoil this moment by talking about the past, but he recognized that they would have to address the issue sometime. He took a deep breath and met her gaze.

"I couldn't accept the idea of sharing you with another man, Jess. I still can't. If you marry me, I expect that you'll be faithful to me, just as I will be to you. I won't settle for less, so if you don't think you can make that kind of commitment, tell me now."

Jess stared at him in utter confusion. Before she could answer him, they were both startled by the ringing of her cell phone. There hadn't been a single interruption during the week they had spent at the cabin, making the ringing sound even more insistent, more urgent. They exchanged an uneasy glance.

"Are you going to answer that?" he asked.

"Don't move," she whispered. She scrambled to reach the phone and flipped it on. "Hello."

"Jess, it's me," her sister said. "Can I talk with mom? She's not answering her phone. I've been trying for the past hour, and I keep getting voice mail."

"She's not here. What's the matter? I can tell from your voice that something's wrong."

Nick rose onto one elbow, frowning as he watched the play of emotion on Jess's face. Her eyes widened, and she put one hand to her brow, clearly concerned by what she was hearing.

"You don't understand, Mom's not here. She and Cameron have eloped." Jess listened, shaking her head. "I don't know how to reach them."

Nick could hear her sister's voice. She sounded hysterical as she jabbered non-stop.

"When?" Jess asked, scrambling off the bed. "I thought you weren't due for eight more weeks." There was another long pause as she listened. "Who has the girls?" She shimmied into panties and blue jeans. "Well, when will he be back?" She groped under the bed for her discarded bra. "Okay, sweetie. Try to calm down. I'm sure everything will be just fine. I'll be there as soon as I can." The bra was a challenge while she hugged the phone between her shoulder and cheek, but she managed to get it clipped. "I love you too! As soon as I can, I promise. Hang in there!"

Jess flipped the phone closed and shot Nick a panicked look. "My sister's pregnant. Her water broke, and she's two months early. I've got to get to the hospital."

Nick glanced out the window as he hurriedly dressed. Snow was falling heavy and hard, piling on top of the foot or so that had already fallen during the previous week.

"I'll drive you," he said, grabbing his t-shirt and sweater. "Make us a pot of coffee, and I'll heat up the car."

Jess nodded, slipping into her own shirt and sweater. She grabbed his belt loops and pulled him around to face her.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "We'll have to finish our discussion later, but I want you to know that I love you, and I have never wanted anyone other than you." She let him see the love shining in her eyes, as she leaned close to kiss him. "So, we're engaged?"

Nick gave her a lopsided grin and ran a thumb over her bottom lip. "Yeah, we're engaged." He gave her another brief kiss before they pulled apart with a mutual groan of reluctance.

"We'd better hurry," Jess whispered. "This is her third baby, so she could go fast."

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Cameron hummed with pleasure as Leslie massaged his shoulders and back. There were so many pleasant sensations assailing him that he had to concentrate on them one at a time to fully appreciate their richness. Her hands were smooth heated velvet, cruising over his muscles and tendons with the perfect amount of pressure. The massage oil was both sexy and stimulating, an intriguing combination of musk and lemon and eucalyptus maybe? He couldn't quite pinpoint the scents, but it had a warming effect as she rubbed it in, leaving his skin feeling tingly and invigorated. Soft jazz and dozens of flickering candles set a romantic mood in their suite. He could see their shadows wavering on the wall, and the silhouette of her breasts dangling above him was mouthwatering.

However, the most enjoyable sensation by far was the feeling of her straddling his hips. She was dressed in a pair of red lacy silk panties and a matching strapless bra. Her legs were warm and taut, encased in black thigh high stockings. With every subtle movement of her hands, they flexed and relaxed, reminding him of other times when they had gripped him during sex. Her pussy was splayed over him with only a thin strip of silk between them. He could feel her moisture soaking through the crotch to brand his naked bottom. She was obviously just as aroused as he was. He grinned with masculine satisfaction.

"Maybe we ought to phone the kids," Leslie said, working the kinks out of his neck.

"They're fine," Cameron mumbled into the pillow.

"I hope they aren't angry at us for running off and getting married. We should at least call them this evening to wish them a Happy New Year."

"I'm sure they aren't even missing us," Cameron said. "Especially after what you told me. If I know Nick at all, he won't appreciate being disturbed if he's trying to seduce your daughter."

"I hope things work out between them," Leslie said worriedly. "I'm convinced that Jess really loves him. I just hope he isn't going to break her heart."

"Stop worrying," he murmured. "They're both responsible adults. I'm sure they will figure it out without any interference from us."

Leslie released a sigh that said she wasn't so convinced. Cameron gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. He sought for a way to distract her from her worries.

"You know," he said, "you could make a lot of money working in one of the massage parlors here in Vegas."

Leslie chuckled and dropped a playful kiss between his shoulder blades. "You think so?" When he grunted in the affirmative, she leaned down, the lacy cups of her bra sliding against his back as she nibbled on his ear. "And would you be willing to share me with the clientele? I'm sure they would expect more than just a massage." She slid her hand beneath his hip, running her finger down the length of his erection. "I could probably make enough for rent money if I practiced on my skills. A few lap dances, a blow job now and then...maybe I should go for a few interviews."

Cameron reached behind him and swatted her on her bottom, grinning when she yelped. "On second thought, don't even think about it, Mrs. Mitchell," he growled. "I'm the only man you're allowed to practice your skills on, for massages or anything else."

"What a sexist remark! Just because we're married doesn't mean you can tell me what to do, you know. Maybe I want a career in massage therapy."

He rose on his elbows and thumped a fist against his chest, giving her a fierce frown over his shoulder. "Me Tarzan. You Jane. Tarzan no share Jane!"

Leslie laughed with glee, rubbing her cheek against his back. "No?"

"No!"

"Hmmm," she said thoughtfully as she sat up straight again and traced a pattern on his back with her finger, "then I could become one of those showgirls that wears skimpy costumes. That way men could look but not touch. You wouldn't mind if I did that would you?"

He grasped her wrist and pulled her down beside him, throwing one leg over her thighs to subdue her lively struggles. They wrestled until he had her physically restrained, her hands pinned above her head by one of his. His other hand stroked her side from hip to arm.

"Ah ha! Now I have you where I want you, woman!"

"Do you?" she laughed.

"I certainly do," Cameron stated, struggling to keep his lips straight, "and you'll have to behave yourself and do exactly what I tell you to do. I won't have you strutting your stuff for any man other than me. Is that understood?"

Leslie's eyes twinkled with merriment as she writhed beneath him, using her body to inflame his lust even more. Her demeanor was anything but defeated. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts up for his attention. Her nipples were puckered into tight buds, clearly visible against the sheer red lace. She moaned softly as she wriggled against him. Cameron's stare was riveted on her breasts. He couldn't resist cupping one in his palm, squeezing her nipple as his cock throbbed against her hip. Her triumphant grin deepened 

"I'm the one who has you where I want you," she whispered. When he gave her a threatening scowl, she merely giggled. "Well, almost where I want you." Leslie's voice dropped to a seductive murmur as she ran her tongue around his ear. "I'll bet I can get you where I want you."

"Which is where?" he managed on a groan.

"Deep inside me," she whispered.

"You fight dirty," he accused, relishing her softness. "But then, two can play that game."

He seized one nipple, suckling it fiercely through her bra as she gasped with surprise. He teased and tormented her, tugging with his teeth while she tried to resist the urge to cry out again. He released the front clasp of her bra with a quick flick of his hand, and he growled as he latched on once again. The more roughly he treated her nipple, the more aroused she became, until she was writhing beneath him, gasping for air. When he was certain that he must be hurting her, he released the trembling bud. His jaw and chin were covered by coarse stubble, and he rubbed them across the quivering peak, grinning as she shivered.




The Retreat Ch. 07



"Do you give up?" he taunted, reversing to scrape her in the other direction.

Leslie thrust her other breast toward him, her eyes defiant. "Never!"

He chuckled and accepted her challenge, treating her other nipple to the same sweet torture. He inflicted just the right amount of pain to bring exquisite pleasure, biting and then soothing the tender flesh. She wriggled her hands, trying to win her freedom, but Cameron easily held her down.

"I'm not letting you go until you beg for mercy," he warned. "When you agree to my terms, I'll release you." He gave her nipple an especially hard tug with his teeth, smiling when she sucked in a gasp.

"Is that the best you can do?" she teased. "I can hardly feel that."

Cameron met her eye with a grin, completely charmed by her defiance. He mentally switched gears, deciding a change of tactics was definitely in order.

"Hmmm," he said thoughtfully.

He nudged her thighs apart with his knee and settled between them, letting the ridge of his erection rest against the crotch of her panties. He moved his hips sinuously, taunting her with pressure and friction while she tried to ignore the blatant temptation. He waited until she had spread her legs wide and was arching her hips against his before continuing.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" he whispered in her ear.

"What?" she gasped.

"You drive me absolutely insane," he murmured, suckling the sensitive flesh of her neck. He rose up on his elbows and caught her eye. "The very first time I saw you, do you know what first caught my eye?"

"What?" she asked again.

"These," he said, running his fingers over her lips. "Your mouth is so sexy. I instantly fantasized about kissing you, feeling those luscious lips against my mouth." He met her eye again and grinned. "Of course, I also fantasized about feeling them against other parts of my anatomy. At the time, I had no idea that you would make those fantasies come true." When she blushed, he chuckled.

"And then, there are these," he said as he cupped one breast with a satisfied sigh. "Do you have any idea how perfect these are?"

She shook her head. "They're far from perfect, and they're starting to sag."

"They're perfect," he insisted, watching in fascination as her nipples quivered beneath his caressing fingers. "I'm a connoisseur when it comes to breasts. Yours are the perfect size, full and pouty. They're so responsive. Sometimes, when you wear certain clothes, I can see the outline of your nipples, and it drives me wild. I can't wait to peel off your clothes and bury my face against them." He illustrated by doing just that, rubbing his cheeks against the inner curves. "Believe me Mrs. Mitchell, I'm a superb judge of tits, and you have a perfect pair."

He gave her nipple a sharp squeeze and grinned when she moaned. He dropped an affectionate kiss on the tip of each breast before turning his attention to the creamy expanse of skin covering her belly. He skimmed his hand lightly over her ribs and along the side of her waist before circling her naval with teasing fingers.

"I'll bet you have no idea how much I love this," he whispered, lowering the waistband of her panties and kneading the slight roundness of her belly. "It's so feminine and soft."

"And covered with stretch marks," Leslie said dryly.

Cameron smiled as he traced one silver mark. "Only a few," he murmured. "and you should be proud of them. They're your badges of honor from carrying the girls. Every time I look at them, I think of how you must have looked when you were pregnant. I'll bet you were glowing and ripe, the most beautiful mom-to-be ever."

Leslie's heart thumped against her ribs as he continued to explore her abdomen. His fingers were warm and firm, and she held her breath as he inched her panties a bit lower and sifted through her thatch of hair.

"And of course, you must know how much I love your legs," he said. He skimmed his hand over the curve of her outer hip and along her thigh, reversing his course along the top curve to the crease at her groin. "That first day, you were wearing a summery dress and high heels. Your skirt hit you about here," he whispered, indicating her mid thigh. "That left everything else visible. You had the most gorgeous pair of legs I had ever seen."

He slowly pulled her stocking off and dropped it on the floor. Then, he lifted her knee and ran his hand along the fleshy part of her calf. He was enthralled by the silky texture of her skin, and he lingered, tracing the fine bones of her ankle and foot. She was no longer struggling, so he released her hands and reached for her other thigh. As he removed her second stocking, he continued in a low, mesmerizing voice. 

"I kept hoping for a burst of wind to come along and blow that flowery blue dress out of the way so I could see even more."

"I can't believe you remember what my dress looked like," she breathed.

"How could I forget? I could barely put together a sentence when I was imagining these perfectly curved legs wrapped around my waist." She blushed again, and he laughed.

He kissed her, probing her mouth with bold strokes as he fondled her hip and thigh. Leslie wrapped her arms around his neck and let him feast. When he ended the kiss, they were both breathing raggedly. His smile was devilish as he sat up on his knees and ran a finger along her crotch. Her panties were soaked. He traced her slit several times, his fingers venturing beneath the edges of the fabric in stealthy caresses that left her panting. He brought his hand to his nose and inhaled deeply.

"Mmmm, delicious!" he said with a heart stopping grin.

Leslie bit her bottom lip and whimpered, thrusting her hips up toward him for more. Her pussy felt achy and empty, and she reached for him.

Cameron slowly peeled her panties off and showed them to her. He raised one teasing brow as he showed her how wet they were. When she moaned, he chuckled and tossed them aside. He ran his hands up the inside of her thighs, spreading them wide. For long moments, he looked at her pussy, touching with just the pads of his fingers to tease her.

"As if all of that wasn't enough to drive a man crazy, there's this," he said in a low growl.

Leslie held her breath as he stroked her. They could both hear the sound of his fingers sliding over her, coaxing even more fluid from her. He teased her clit, pinching it between his thumb and fingers as he probed her with his other hand. She clenched his fingers inside her, helplessly arching against his hand as he stroked deep inside her. She gripped his wrist and shoved his fingers deeper as she released a hungry moan. She needed more!

Cameron's cock was throbbing. She was flowering for him so blatantly, her pink outer lips parted and slick with her dew. He could smell her musky scent, and he drew in deep breaths to savor it. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist sinking into her for very much longer. He held out, waiting impatiently as her desperation heightened. When she was mindless with need, he planted his hands on either side of her head and slid just the tip of his cock into her slit.

"I won't share you with anyone," he whispered, catching and holding her gaze. "You're all mine. Admit it, Leslie."

"I admit it," she groaned, trying to entice him inside. "I admit it!" she cried more loudly. "You win!"

With a triumphant growl, he thrust into her, forcing her breath out on a grateful moan. She gripped his ass in her palms, clutching him closer. He withdrew almost completely before thrusting again, harder than before. He settled into a steady rhythm, neither fast nor slow. She met each thrust, flagrantly accepting him, offering more, coaxing him deeper. When she toppled into the abyss, he was only a heartbeat behind her. He showered her inner walls with hot bursts of his cum, shivering with pleasure as she milked him. He collapsed on top of her. When their breathing slowed and their hearts stopped pounding, he rose onto his elbows and gave her a boyish grin.

"No Mrs. Mitchell, we both win," he whispered, giving her a brief kiss. "I'm the luckiest man alive!"

Leslie laughed softly, combing the hair off his forehead with her fingers. "So much for a career in Vegas! I guess if I want to practice my lap dancing skills, it will have to be with my husband."

Cameron's dimples cut deep grooves in his cheeks as he waggled his eyebrows at her. "Anytime, Mrs. Mitchell. Anytime!"