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Temporary Girlfriend: Honeymoon Ch. 01

By: Romantic1



This is the fourth story in the 'Temporary Girlfriend' series. This two-part story captures the essence of Megan's honeymoon and the remarkable things they learned from a 'teacher.' This story will be enhanced by reading the earlier parts of the 'TG' series, however, you can read this as a stand alone story. Enjoy. Vote. Write your comments. Add me to your 'Favorites'. Namasté.

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I'm married. Wow!

I'm Mrs. Megan Bannock. 

Do I like that name? I could keep my maiden name – Watson; I could remain Megan Watson. Josh could become Josh Watson instead of Josh Bannock. I could do a hyphen: Mrs. Megan Watson-Bannock or Mrs. Megan Bannock-Watson. We could both do a hyphen. Decisions. Decisions. I'd have to talk to Josh when he and the other guys got back from their golf game. I thought it amazing we hadn't thought about this in the year we were engaged.

As I pondered my name and other deep questions, I floated in the pool at the L'Oasis, a private villa we'd arranged for our honeymoon party on several acres of land on St. Marteen in the Netherlands Antilles. The estate consisted of a large Moroccan-style home with seven master bedrooms, several other bedrooms, two pools – an Olympic size 'negative edge' pool by the house and a smaller pool down by the beach, an eight person Jacuzzi (that we had fourteen people in the night before), and a vista of the waters where the Caribbean Sea kisses the Atlantic Ocean.

The view from the patio around the pool was spectacular. One perspective looked across the water to some of the hills making up the rest of St. Marteen; the other view looked across the Caribbean Sea where dozens of small yachts and ketches played against the azure sea. Further, the temperature was a balmy eighty-five degrees.

There were fourteen of us partying at L'Oasis – all on our honeymoon: Josh and I, the newly weds as of three days earlier; Ray, Stacy and Fiona – the ménage a trois surrounding Fiona, one of Josh's sisters; Carl and Katelyn – Josh's other sister; Doug and Beth – intimate friends of Carl and Katelyn and now all of us; my sister Amy; and two guys that had been Josh and my flight instructors for the Cessna Citation jet – Greg and Dave. 

Josh and I had flown Carl, Katelyn, Doug, Beth and Amy down in a rented Cessna Citation. We rented a plane because I had crash landed Josh's Citation about four weeks earlier when I'd had landing gear problems. This trip was the first I'd flown since the crash. I was reluctant to pilot the Citation down to the Island but Josh insisted so that I would get my 'sea legs' back after the accident. By the time I landed I had regained some of my excitement about aviation.

Josh and I hadn't participated, however, all our passengers availed themselves of the opportunity to join the Mile High Club during our flight to St. Marteen's from Boston – with a refueling stopover in Jacksonville mandated by headwinds on the trip down. Once during the flight a very odiferous and nude Amy came into the cockpit and kissed the two of us. She tried to persuade Josh to come back and make love to her but he begged off in favor of a more relaxed time in the evening.

Greg and Dave had flown the rest of our revelers down in a twelve-passenger Lear Jet they'd borrowed from the Wichita Flight Safety Center where they worked and were part owners. As in the other plane, the passengers – and pilots taking turns in this case – played in the Mile High Club on their way to the Island. Fiona, of course, insisted on having her picture taken sitting naked on Greg's lap and impaled on his long cock as they flown along at 40,000-feet. Alex took the pornographic picture but only if Fiona took a similar photo of her. There were other photos too that Jeremy later shared with us from his laptop.

We'd landed in mid-afternoon on Monday and it was almost five o'clock by the time our large party got to L'Oasis. We were all nude in the pool within five minutes of our arrival. Everyone understood the Island's dress code.

We found the Villa well stocked for our arrival and soon everyone had a beer or wine and hors d'oeuvres to nibble on as they basked in the sun or floated in the upper pool. We were a frisky bunch and there proved to be no end of erotic play and suggestions about how we could all spend our night. A few of us ran down the steps to the beach and splashed in the Caribbean just to feel the soft salt water on our bodies.

The first night at the Villa Josh, Amy and I made love to one another, taking turns being the one being pleasured by the other two. Even with the events of the past few days and our love making the previous night I remained incredulous yet ecstatic about my sudden bisexual relationship with my sister. She told me she felt the same way and we both agreed that neither of us wanted to change back to the way things were before.

Amy and I woke early and went for a run down the beach. Both of us conceded the use of sports bras to control the sway and oscillation of our breasts as we ran. Both of us shed our bras and running shorts as soon as we returned to the Villa. We were sitting nude in the kitchen talking as some of the others started to arrive in a similar state of dress.

The kitchen in the Villa opened into a huge family room and into a media center in another direction. A formal dining room that could seat us all opened into a Great Room, complete with a cathedral ceiling and a balcony running around the upstairs perimeter off of which the large bedrooms flowed. Even for its size, the house design favored close and intimate relationships. Outside the bedrooms a shared porch ran the length of the house and looked out over the Caribbean.

Amy and I welcomed people into the kitchen by walking up to the individual and pressing our bodies into them as we gave them a sincere and loving kiss. The response proved unanimous: every person not only kissed back but reflected our sexual feelings for them back to us. Most of the men displayed other signs of excitement at our 'good morning' kiss.

Eventually everyone sat in some way in the kitchen or nearby family room area, all of us focused on each other and the planned events for the day.

Josh told us all, "There are two planned events for the day. First, there are two tee times at a nearby golf course in an hour. Who would like to play – raise your hands?"

Ray, Carl, Jeremy, Greg, David and Doug's hands all went up instantly; Beth's hand also rose. Josh said, "OK, the eight of us should get ready to go now. We should be back by three o'clock. This will work out well because at four o'clock there is a special event that you should all be here for. In the meantime, please no love making or sexing around."

A chorus of "What's going to happen?" and "Is someone coming?" echoed through the kitchen of the Villa, particularly from those of us that weren't going golfing.  We were all curious about his secret.

Josh explained, "I won't tell you the details for what happens at four – and into the evening too, I might add, but you will want to save your sexual juices and erotic feelings. I guarantee you will all like what happens – even love it. By the way, you should be dressed casually at four."

Several in our group probed Josh for details but he was resolute in not providing any further information.

As Josh went up to change into his golfing clothes, I followed him. In our bedroom I locked him in a passionate embrace and pushed my pussy up his leg, begging for a quickie – and information about what was going to happen.

Josh said stoicly, "No sex. No further information." He gave me a sly little grin. He pushed me away from him, kissed me on the nose and sat me firmly on the bed. I pushed my lower lip out in a mock pout.

"You don't love me," I told him in a last futile attempt to elicit his secrets for the afternoon from him.

He finished dressing, came and kissed me on the nose again. He said, "I love you very much and will love you more than ever later – and forever, in fact. Now you be a good golf widow and I'll see you later, Darling. Oh, yes, behave yourself." He disappeared. I followed along behind but it was only to watch him join the others and see them disappear in the cars to the golf links.

Amy, Fiona, Stacy, Alex, Katelyn and I congregated in the kitchen. They expected that I knew something about the four o'clock event. I didn't and it took a few minutes of intense grilling and persuasion before they believed I knew as little as they did. 

Alex, Fiona and Katelyn went off to the beach area in the nude to swim in the ocean and then relax around the lower pool. Stacy announced she was going to take a morning nap or read or both; she waddled off towards the living room with a paperback and I watched her curl up on the sofa and go right to sleep, her nude and pregnant body laying on its side in a way so her baby girl put the least pressure on any vital organs. I teared up now every time I looked at her swollen belly because my namesake was in there, just a few weeks from her arrival in this world.

Later, Amy and I went to the big pool and after finding some floats, set out to lounge around the pool. We shared a few erotic moments when we took turns applying sun tan lotion in liberal amounts to each of our bodies, paying particularly attention to "tits and clits" as Amy said. Other than that we behaved ourselves. 

The two of us had a rich talk, catching up on each other's lives. The difference from earlier times we'd seen each other was that now we had this new dimension that we could both talk about with each other – our sex lives. By the time we pulled our naked bodies from the pool, I was surprised the water hadn't boiled away. We had both shared most of the significant sexual events in our lives and bonded with each other in a unique and erotic way that we had never done before.

"Details. Details. Details," Amy implored me. "Come on I want details about how this Caribbean Orgy all came to pass. Go back to day one!" 

That was how we started, yet some of the stories and events I shared with her went back to when I lost my virginity in high school, a threesome I'd had several times with an old boyfriend, my Sapphic relationship with Alex, another threesome, meeting Josh, and then all the various combinations I'd had over the past year leading up to this week on the Island.

Amy shared with me the details of a swing club she and a prior boyfriend had frequented, then her integration into a neighborhood in California where she ended up adopting a less lusty and more loving approach to her sex life, the latter providing a more satisfying set of relationships and feelings for her. We also talked about bisexuality and how it was different for women and men.

We talked about our values around relationships and sex and how they'd morphed over the years to where they were now. Somehow, quite independently of each other, we were pretty neutral on monogamy, believing we could each love more than one person at a time and, in fact, had or did. Further, neither of us wanted to be 'owned,' or to 'own' someone else; we wanted mature adult-adult relationships amongst equals. We both believed that our sexuality led to personal growth in many different ways and that we didn't think exclusivity supported our growth – we needed to be with other people in many different ways, including sexually.

"Life is too short to allow someone you feel you have chemistry with to pass by in an unfulfilled relationship," Amy told me; I agreed. "That said, I believe that sex is only one way to express your feelings and emotions for another person. These days the atmosphere has to be right, the ambience right, for me to get the most from hooking up with someone."

I chided her, "So is that why you got into the Mile High Club so quickly?" I shot her a teasing grin.

Amy laughed, "Well, to tell you the truth, every guy you hang around with turns me on. Maybe I'm lining up for sloppy seconds, but I think Doug and Carl are super and generous lovers, not to mention their wives. We were all in seventh heaven in the back of that plane as we romped around. Thank you for providing the forum for me to lose my high altitude virginity and to bond more deeply with everybody; I will forever be able to hold my head up high knowing I am a well-qualified member of the Club." She gave me a lecherous grin.

Amy and I fixed salads for everyone, leaving one covered for Stacy who still slept in the living room. We carried our lunch and those for the others down to the beach joining Alex, Fiona and Katelyn. They were sitting in a triangle talking away when we arrived. They opened their circle to include us, and soon all of us launched into lunch and discussion of the major assets of the masseuses I'd arranged for the female members of the bridal party the morning of my wedding.

About two o'clock, I announced my short nap, carried the lunch dishes back to the house, and launched myself into the pool on my float again. I instantly slept awaking about an hour later as I heard the cars pull into the driveway.

The golfers arrived full of good cheer and recounting various elements of their game, duffed shots, and questionable scoring. I got out of the pool and greeted them all, continuing to enjoy the long period of my daytime nudity. I'd have to remember to ask Josh about going to a nudist retreat some time.

After a few minutes regrouping, Josh went down to the beach to herd the women down there back to the main house and into some clothes. I headed to our bedroom for a quick shower and some shorts and a colorful top. Josh joined me but carefully avoided physical contact with me as he showered and dressed. The lack of contact almost wound me up as tight as if we'd touched and teased each other, perhaps because it was so obvious an omission in our normal behavior.

One by one everyone joined us in the living room until all fourteen of us sat there looking at Josh. 

He said, "Just be patient. We're to have a visitor I arranged. There is no part of this you won't enjoy and treasure for the rest of your lives. Our visitor will be here any moment, I'm sure."

We chatted until Doug heard a car in the driveway. "Someone's just arrived," he announced.

Josh said to us all, "I'll welcome our guest. Just wait here." He left the room and headed towards the front door of the Villa.

I heard the door open then some greeting sounds and friendly conversation between Josh and a woman.Joyous laughter came from the hallway.

Seconds later, Josh ushered a tall middle-aged Indian woman into the living room. She had long, jet black hair and nearly matching eyes beautifully set in her angular face. She carried herself in a stately manner and through her colorful sari I could see her magnificent figure. 

Josh said, "I would like to introduce you all to Alyssa Ramahandra. Please tell her your names as you greet her." 

We'd all stood and Alyssa went to Doug who was nearest the door. She stood facing him as he put his hand out in a greeting and told her, "I'm Doug."

Alyssa moved inside his outstretched arm and embraced him in a hug and kissed him on the left cheek. She said, "And I am Alyssa – your teacher and your new love."

Doug look puzzled.

Alyssa moved to Beth. She said, "I am Beth – Doug's wife." She too held her hand out in the very American form of greeting.

Alyssa moved inside her arm too and hugged Beth to her as she'd done before. "Beth, I am Alyssa – your teacher and your new love."

Alyssa repeated the process around the room until she'd completed our circle of fourteen. In the end she and Josh shared an even tighter embrace and kiss.

We all looked on with a great sense of puzzlement yet now stood awed by the impressive personality of this woman. Warmth and love emanated not only from her body but also from her very essence.

Josh motioned for us all to sit and we did. "You are all probably puzzled by Alyssa's presence with us. Alyssa is my guru, my teacher, and one of the first women in my life that I loved and still love with great devotion."

He locked eyes with me and I could tell by the smile and his laughing eyes that he had so much more to tell.

Josh went on, "When I was twenty-two and just out of college I dated a girl who told me I needed to take up tantric sex if I ever expected to get to third base with her – let alone home plate. At the time I thought it might be an interesting endeavor and, as it turned out, I had a misguided idea of what tantric sex was all about. I was at a lusty age and the idea of infinitely long orgasms and bringing irresistible pleasures to your partner stimulated my interest. The girlfriend eventually disappeared but my interest in Tantra and in particular tantric sex remained."

A few heads nodded in acknowledgement but not in understanding of where the afternoon was going.

He continued, "It turns out Tantra is so much more than some interesting sexual techniques. The process the way Alyssa taught me dealt with my holistic self – my Mind, Body and Spirit. I got these parts of my life in alignment and felt the richer for it."

Josh looked at me and smiled, "I've tried some of the techniques and things I remember on Megan, but I've forgotten so much I wanted a refresher. Further, as I got into graduate school and then the Bannock Foundation, I got out of balance – way too much work and not enough attention to the other parts of my life. Megan has restored some of that balance and I want to enter my new relationship with her with both of us balanced and complete individuals."

He continued, "We've proven beyond a doubt to each other that we are a very lusty and loving group of people - a fact I thank the Universe for every day. That said, however, I wanted Megan and me to start our marriage not only with a western view of our sexuality but also a deep appreciation of the philosophy and practices of tantric sex – a more eastern view of thing. I know from what I've learned it will make our lives more delicious and full of joy. Moreover I thought it might interest you so I invited Alyssa to come down to the Island and join us for a few days and play teacher as well as enjoy the Villa with us."

Ray said, "I've heard of tantric sex but that's about all." Several other heads nodded to indicate their same level of awareness.

Alyssa spoke in her pure voice; "Tantra actually started about six-thousand years ago for many of the same reasons the protestant movement started in the western world in the 1500s. The religious movement that preceded it was corrupt, stifling, controlling, and had reached a point where it forbad sex for any reason other than procreation. Tantra re-launched a beautiful spirituality and embedded in it an appreciation of sex for procreation, for pleasure, and for spiritual connection with the Universe and your partner. The focus became completeness for the individual in terms of Mind, Body and Spirit."

Josh stepped in again, "The balance I spoke of a moment ago is a journey not an end point. Tantric sex is much the same. As I found some sort of Mind, Body and Spiritual balance, I also found I became a better lover. I produced more pleasure for my dates and for myself, made the right things last longer, and eliminated inessentials. I could be more genuine and intimate in my relationships and found new and exciting meaning in those couplings. I was a better person and now I need to re-ground myself in some of those fundamentals."

Josh spoke softly, "Alyssa, tell us about what you'll teach us this week – if we're lucky." He smiled at her.

"Based on what Josh has told me about you and your passionate times together, I believe you would like to find out how to extend and even heighten the pleasure you give and derive from each other. In the short time I can spend with you I will show you some techniques, however, this area is about energy management – sexual energy management by your conscious and unconscious mind."


Temporary Girlfriend: Honeymoon Ch. 01



She paused and assessed our circle; "Through this teaching I will bring you my own perspectives on energy, balance and spirituality, and how they too enhance our sexuality and the connectedness we feel with one another – and with the Universe. We will only scratch the surface this week."

Fiona said, "I find this fascinating and ... well, how do we start?"

Alyssa took a chair Josh brought for her. She said, "Please, everyone, sit forward on the edge of your seat – back straight, eyes open and alert."

There was a shuffling around the room as we shifted towards the front of our chairs or the sofa. Even Stacy, heavy with child, levered herself up and to the edge of the chair she'd claimed. 

She continued, "First, I want you to breath from deep inside you, from your chest then you're your abdomen and then from your sexual organs." The room filled with the sound of deep breathing.

Alyssa went on, "Now, slowly engage in eye contact with another. Be quiet. Just talk through your eyes. Don't spend more than a minute or so in contact with any one person."

I locked eyes with Katelyn and we smiled and held each other's gaze for a while. I broke off and moved until Amy and I found eye contact. Several more times I shifted and had contact with my friends.

After about ten minutes of observing us and occasionally participating, Alyssa said, "What did you feel in each of these transactions?"

Stacy said, "I wanted to make a deeper connection – this seemed too superficial. By the way, the baby liked the deep breaths; she kicked a lot."

Carl spoke, "I wanted to know what the person was thinking, sometimes about me but also just in general."

Beth commented, "I wanted some physical contact with the person."

I said, "I sensed different moods in people but realized I'd made up a story about each person and what they were thinking."

Several others shared similar comments about the hollow nature of the connections yet acknowledged that there had been a connection of some sort.

Alyssa said, "Now I want you to hold the person's hands as you look into their eyes – make physical contact and this time hold each person's eyes for five minutes or more. Initially choose someone other than your regular partner. Go ahead restart."

I recalled several times Josh and I had done this, staring into each other's eyes for long time periods. Each time my heart gushed with love and affection for him; he told me he'd felt the same way.

Jeremy and I teamed up. We pulled our chairs to face each other and leaned forward in them holding hands. As we looked into each other's eyes I felt an overwhelming feeling of love for him and for the world. I went through a minute or so of sadness and cried, the tears streaming down my face; Jeremy cried too. We ignored our tears. I felt passion for him. I sent him messages of love and caring. I felt embraced and almost closer to Jeremy than any other human being.

We continued to look into each other's eyes. I became aware of a connection and closeness I'd never felt before. The world faded away and there were only Jeremy's eyes and my feelings of love – yes, sexual love, and also brotherly love, familial love, devotion and awe. 

Alyssa called us all back to 'class' with a loud "Ahem. Please finish your thoughts and rejoin us."

Jeremy and I reluctantly broke off our contact with the other.

"How much time has passed since we started this exercise?" Alyssa asked.

After several guesses Alyssa informed us that about twenty minutes had gone by. I'd become oblivious of time.

"Are any of you sure about what your partner was thinking?"

Each of us raised our hands. 

I felt certain that the thoughts of love, happiness, sharing, physical lust, sorrow and enlightenment I'd felt had come from Jeremy.

"Verify with each other that what you felt and the messages you received are in fact accurate," Alyssa requested softly in her smooth voice.

I explained to Jeremy what I'd found in my head. He validated that we were aligned and thinking the same things. Overall we'd expressed our love for each other.

As the room silenced, Alyssa said, "You see if you focus on your partner you reach a new level of exchange, of communication, of unity, of connection."

Heads nodded around the room on the profundity of this simple lesson.

She went on, "Now imagine the connection you could make if you spent a longer time and were nude and sexually connected. What would that be like?"

"I'm not sure I could stand it," I volunteered after the room was silent to her question. "I mean that would be a wonderful and deep connection but it'd be so revealing of my own mind."

"What were you all doing as you looked at each other?" Alyssa said to my statement.

"Just looking and touching," Beth offered. "Otherwise, just being."

"Good," Alyssa said. "You were 'being' without 'acting.' Taking action gets in the way of feeling." She paused and asked, "Were any of you judging?"

"In the first minute or two, yes, but then less and less," Fiona said tentatively. Fiona and Dave Lafontaine had been partners for the exercise. He nodded agreement with her statement.

Alyssa told us, "Judgments prevent you from enjoying the present moment. You become too wrapped up in whether you are right or wrong, whether you like or don't like what is happening, what other people might think of you or what you're doing, and on and on. If you can suspend your judgments you feel the present moment the way it really is – without opinions or shading."

Katelyn said, "Sometimes I asked myself if I'd felt this way with Carl or Josh or someone else."

Alyssa asked, "So you made comparisons to earlier situations? Did anyone else?"

A few heads nodded.

"When you bind yourself to the past by comparing what you are feeling now with a past 'then', you rob yourself of the ability to find a new feeling in the new experience," Alyssa spoke. "Each experience has the potential to be new if you let it – new experience, new ideas, new possibilities versus the past. What sounds more exciting to you?"

Again we saw the points she raised to us.

Alyssa asked us, "Why have sex with each other? What is your goal?"

"An orgasm," Greg stated. "Feeling good when the climax arrives," he expanded.

A few heads nodded agreement.

"You start a sexual situation with a goal in mind – the orgasm. What happens if you don't have that peak experience?"

Greg answered her, "I feel inadequate. I failed my partner and I failed myself. I don't like to be robbed of that pleasure."

"Ah, there's some pleasure involved!" Alyssa chided with a smile. She asked further, "Can you have some pleasure without the orgasm?"

Stacy said, "Yes, of course. The foreplay, teasing, dancing, kissing, romance, talking, story telling, smoothing, licking, sucking, blowing, feeling and whatever else I forgot all help make the experience feel good – pleasurable."

"Good," Alyssa said. "What role do expectations have in what you feel?"

Greg answered again, "If I go into a love making session expecting how it'll be, I can end up disappointing myself. If I don't have expectations, I'm often pleasantly surprised with the way things turn out."

"So your focus on the future – on expectations – can rob you of enjoyment of the present?" Alyssa asked.

Most of us nodded agreement.

She said, "So here, in less than an hour you have learned four lessons that deal with the obstacles to good sex and that pave the way to enjoying what some call tantric sex. First, just be – live in the 'now'. Second, do not judge – take the pleasure as it comes. Third, leave the past behind. Fourth, do not have expectations about the future. This is all about the journey and enjoying the process as it unfolds before you."

We all looked expectantly at her.

Alyssa said, "While I explore you beautiful Villa, please each of you pair with your partners. Please go, get naked, join in a sexual way but do not talk and do not orgasm. Can we meet here again in ninety minutes? Josh tells me we will then go into the town for dinner so please come dressed casually."

Josh stepped forward and said, "We have two large tables reserved at a seafood restaurant for eight o'clock. We'll have time for a few cocktails and some discussion here before we go."

We paired off. Alyssa suggested that Ray go with Fiona since they were recently married. Stacy waddled off with Dave Lafontaine. Greg and Amy became a pair as well. The rest of us went with our spouses. 

Josh and I went to our room in silence. When I attempted to suggest something, Josh gently put his fingers on my lips to silence me. I smiled at him and got the message. 

We both pulled each other's clothing from our bodies. Josh sat in the middle of the bed and I sucked on him briefly to get him to requisite hardness to penetrate me. I nestled into his lap and together we worked his hard cock into my vagina. Then, unlike the times we'd tried to fuck each other silly, we just rested and looked into each other's eyes for a while then looked and visually explored each other's bodies and faces. 

We smiled and even laughed a few minutes into this exercise, much as I had with Jeremy an hour earlier. Gradually, we settled down and just stared into our eyes and then into our very souls. We often moved and writhed into each other in a very sexual way. Josh often pumped his cockhead back and forth along my tunnel, and we often smoothed and touched each other in a sensuous way. 

I felt an amazing thing happen as our hour progressed. I grew closer and closer to Josh. Soon I knew he could not only read my every thought and mood, but also what I felt. I mirrored exactly what he was thinking and vice versa; we'd become synchronized, loving beings. I grew closer to Josh and knew, instinctively that the love I felt emanated from his inner being and that it transcended the spoken word. I became amazed at how close I could feel to Josh without a single word being spoken.

We shared a quick shower in our bathroom, slipped on our clothing again, and went downstairs. As we got to the bottom stair I said to Josh in a whisper, "Can we talk now?"

"Yes, Darling."

I said, "I just want you to know that I loved what we just did and I feel so close to you. I feel like we saw into each other's souls. In this past hour ... well, I feel so close to you. Almost like I've seen parts of you I never knew existed – and I love them all."

We stood and snuggled in the hallway for a few minutes, cooing intimate words of love to each other.

Eventually, I heard noises from above signaling that others were ending their exercises. I felt a domestic wave sweep over me. I turned to Josh, "I'm going to fix some hors d'oeuvres. Can you play host to Alyssa?"

Josh headed off to the pool deck. I could see Alyssa's naked body sitting in the classic lotus position astride a lounger beside the pool, her back towards the house. She faced out over the magnificent Caribbean. 

I paused to watch Josh gently touch her shoulder. She responded with a turn to him and a smile. I watched with pleasure as Alyssa reached up and pulled Josh into a tender kiss before she uncoiled her lithe body to stand nude beside him. Her body really was magnificent, her dark toned skin giving her a healthy look we all aspired to.

I had laid out some cheeses, crackers and a few other nibbles when Josh and Alyssa joined me in the spacious kitchen. Alyssa remained nude.

"Where do you live?" I asked politely of Alyssa.

"I reside in San Diego. I grew up and received my education near Agra – the site of the Taj Mahal. My mentor still resides there and we talk frequently thanks to modern technology."

I turned to Josh, "And how did you meet? This is a side of you I never knew."

The two laughed. Josh said, "When I wanted the tantric training a friend recommended Alyssa to me. She had just come to the United States then. I called and next I knew I became her student and her lover. I trained in yoga, tantric sex, life balance and spirituality, Hinduism and relationships. I invested about eight weeks over that first year."

He paused and went on, "I know you haven't seen much evidence of these areas in our relationship so far. As I said when I introduced Alyssa, I've reverted to western ways so this is a good refresher for me again. I've forgotten so much I didn't think to mention the specific trips and training to you. I didn't mean to hide anything from you; well, at least until I got the idea to invite Alyssa down here."

Greg and Amy joined us and right behind them Dave and Stacy. Josh poured wine for us. The new arrivals just sat close together in obvious affection for one another and listened to our conversation.

"You drink?" I asked Alyssa, perhaps with a surprised tint to my voice.

"Oh, yes," she laughed. "I've become pretty westernized and I'm not a purist. If I have one focus, it is joy. Wine is a joy for me often – as are many other things in this world. Life is not about denial of pleasures, it is about awareness and appreciation."

I laughed and asked Josh, why didn't you invite her to the wedding?"

Alyssa smiled at Josh and spoke, "Josh called many months ago about whether I could come to the wedding. I had to be in India for a month up through the past weekend so regrettably I could not attend. As we talked Josh and I thought up my joining you for your honeymoon and doing some teaching. He assured me you would all welcome this and he wanted it to be a surprise."

"Don't feel rejected because of my secret," Josh said to me. "I wanted to surprise you and everyone else. For years after my initial work with Alyssa this training helped me so. I've felt a hole in my thinking as I've become aware of how I've lost touch with the training and its application."

"Oh, no," I said. "I think this is wonderful. Keep surprising me like this." I turned to Alyssa and said, "The one hour we spent together – I haven't felt as close to Josh as I do now. I should tell you that over our marriage I look forward to the unraveling of the mysteries we each hold inside us. As each of these mysteries is revealed, our intimacy and love will deepen."

Josh's sisters and their husbands arrived downstairs, closely followed by Jeremy and Alex. 

David volunteered, "I'm in love again – with Stacy. I don't know that I've ever felt so close to another human in my life."

Amy sighed aloud, "I feel the same way about Greg." She reached and squeezed his hand.

Greg said, "And I'm feeling the same about Amy."

Doug and Beth joined us completing the group. They both were hugging one another as they appeared in the room. 

Alyssa said, "The feelings of love, attraction and closeness you feel for each other are the normal response from the exercise you did. You can repeat the exercise with others that are as attuned as you are to each other and to the obstacles to tantrism – the ones we discussed before you went off with each other. Did you all have a nice experience?"

"The best in my life," Fiona said softly; she reached out and stroked Ray's bare arm in a caring and affectionate gesture. Her response and attitude surprised me. I thought she might be the one amongst us to least appreciate tantric sex.

Doug said, "Beth and I have been married ten years and we went together three years before that. In all that time, I never thought I'd attain the closeness I felt with her I did over the past hour." He wrapped his arms around Beth and kissed the top of her head.

Alyssa said, "Tantric sex is a way of thinking about yourself and your partner or partners. It is spiritual and if you go into a coupling with a spiritual mindset you should have an experience of enlightenment. Tomorrow we will talk about this. Tonight I want you to change partners and repeat the experience you shared." She laughed, "Only this time, after the hour, you may complete the orgasm if you both are so inclined. I recommend you keep your conversation to a minimum as well as the urge to do anything fast, including breathing. Take it all slow – do not rush to orgasm."

Josh added, "Based on what I know I would choose your partners for later now, because the 'dance' we are to do starts immediately and carries into the night."

Ray immediately said, "I need to be with Stacy, to share this experience with my other wife." He smiled warmly at her and she moved to his side, her pregnant belly pushing into his side. He smiled at the intrusion as he hugged her.

Amy chose Josh before another second ticked by. "I need to know my new brother in the way you are teaching us. We've made love but not like this." I appreciated the closeness I could see the two would develop with this technique.

The other couplings were announced through eye contact or verbal announcement: Greg and Alex; Doug and Fiona; Katelyn and Jeremy; David and Beth; and Carl and me.

I realized we were all couples except for Alyssa. "What about you?" I asked her. "Will you come and join us?"

Alyssa looked at me with an aura of love and almost a halo of spirituality around her, "Yes, I will," she said. She turned to some of the others and added, "I may join all of you in some way." She picked up her sari and started to re-dress, showing no shyness for her nudity amongst our clothed bodies.

At dinner, Alyssa had us hand feed each other, encouraging us to touch each other's faces and lips in the process. "Tantric sex is about sensual feelings – and the spirituality we'll talk about tomorrow. Lips and fingers are two of many sensual points of the body and should be used both to give and receive enjoyment."

I leaned in and fed Alyssa a small tidbit of cheese. She looked deep and lovingly into my eyes. "You are a deep and loving person, Megan. Thank you for the care and love you have about the Universe."

I started a trend. I went around the tables and fed each person and followed each ceremony with a kiss. With many I used my tongue to caress their lips and touch deep inside their mouth. I noticed the waitress watch me as I circulated.

As I took my place again, I again fed Alyssa and kissed the older woman. As we parted I said, "Thank you for being the Spiritual Being you are."

She smiled at me and said, "You are more Spiritual than you realize, Megan. You will see deeper into your own soul as we move through this process."

"How do you know?" I asked her, confused by her statement.

"I am Spirit," she said. "We are all connected and you and I share a connection as you will discover before long." She ran her tongue around my lips in a highly sensuous move and then we parted.

I glanced around the restaurant. Our waitress stood a few feet from us. She looked at me and our glances caressed each other. I smiled warmly at her; she smiled back.

Alyssa urged moderation in our consumption of alcohol. "You will be a better lover and respond better without too much liquor in your system – men especially," she told us. She also urged us to avoid red meats and fatty foods for the same reason. "These foods and many others capture your body for a long time and do not allow the release and pleasure you hope for. Your mind is lugged down and does not work as smoothly."

She also urged us to do little things for each other and to touch each other frequently. "Come up with a fantasy you'd like to explore with your new partner. Make them the star of that fantasy and then tell them, even do it with them." She glanced around the restaurant with a worried expression on her face and we all laughed at her humor.

Around the table I noticed a number of whispered conversations and often smiles and kisses as each couple communicated with each other. Carl told me quietly about wanting to take me on a luxury yacht, anchoring off shore so we could see the beauty of the Island from the water, and then spending the day making love to me in a thousand different ways and positions. He graphically described what he would like to do to me. Shivers started in my womb and radiated up my body. I felt myself getting wet in anticipation.




Temporary Girlfriend: Honeymoon Ch. 01



I told Carl I would like to sneak into his office and get under his desk where I could proceed to perform oral sex on him all day long as his colleagues came and went in his office with none of them aware of what was happening. As I told him, I stroked his legs; I could visually verify that he found my fantasy exciting.

After dinner we drove back to the villa in the cars we'd used to drive into the town. Those not driving cuddled and stroked each other the way teenagers often do when on a first date.

At the Villa, Josh volunteered liqueurs to anyone interested. I whispered a wish to Carl and he grinned at me. 

Carl poured me a demitasse of Grand Marnier took a sip and then went to Alyssa. He bent to kiss her red lips and she entered the kiss with him. I watched as he thrust his tongue into her mouth and then jetted the sweet liqueur into her. She flowed with the experience and I could watch her savoring not only the liqueur but also Carl's affection.

As they parted Alyssa said to Carl, "That is a very sexy and sensuous thing to do. I hope you have taught that to the others." Carl nodded. She went on, "Thank you, my Love, for teaching me. The teacher always learns from the students." She caressed his face as she leaned in and kissed him again.

Unlike the prior evenings, each couple gradually left the group and disappeared to their quarters, often hand in hand. Carl eventually led me to his room. Katelyn stood nude in the room with Jeremy. I went and kissed both of them then we left to find unoccupied space.

Josh was not evident in our bedroom so Carl and I claimed our bed for the night. Carl and I opened the doors to the upper veranda and enjoyed the warmth of the evening and the onshore breezes. We took over fifteen minutes to remove each other's clothing, our kisses covered the newly bared skin as we disposed of each piece.

Standing nude before each other Carl allowed me to give him a nipple massage. I writhed around him, my erect nipples dragging across his body in hundred of different ways. I pushed him onto the bed and used my nipples to caress and touch his erection. Occasionally I would lick and then blow on his rod to add sensation to his experience.

Carl took the lead and stroked me all over with his hardness – my breasts, arms, around my face, ears, neck, thighs, stomach and my pubic area. He carefully avoided my vagina for the time being.

I assumed Alyssa had wanted us to be more inventive in our lovemaking so as Carl's cock passed my lips I mouthed the mushroomed head and then urged him to stroke into my mouth. Per her instructions, we kept things slow and I took my time loving his rod, first directly from the end and then almost like I was eating corn on the cob. I also loved his scrotum. Carl knelt next to me on the bed and we allowed ourselves a long time in our cock play.

Carl finally pulled away from me and stretched out next to me. He made love to my breasts, one at a time, not only bringing my nipples back to full ripeness but also loving over the whole of each taut globe. Then he made love to my navel, running his tongue in and out of the knotted hole. 

At last he reached my pubic area, his tongue darting around my upper thighs and around my narrow strip of pubic hair. He worked his way closer and closer to my vagina and my clitoris, occasionally allowing his tongue to catch a droplet of my generous secretions. 

"Are we allowed to have orgasms other than at the end?" he asked.

"I don't see why not. I just think she didn't want a 'wham bam thank you mam' kind of fuck."

"Then relax and let me bring you even more pleasure," Carl whispered.

His head nestled back into my groin, his tongue slowly stroking my sweet spot and often penetrating the first couple of inches of my tunnel. I flowed juices and just as fast Carl licked them from me. He praised my taste and texture. 

Two fingers penetrated my tunnel and immediately found the clitoral sponge or G-spot. I relaxed into the feelings of pleasure that swept over me, reminding myself to enjoy the sensation without rushing to orgasm.

Nonetheless, the orgasm found me. I reached down and pressed Carl's head to my throbbing cunt as the climax swept through me. I could feel the warmth of the event start deep within my lower abdomen and radiate outward in successive seismic waves. I know I gave a loud moan of appreciation to my lover.

After I relaxed from my tremors, Carl kissed his way up my body and embraced my face in his hands.

"Megan, I love you dearly. I would move heaven and earth to bring you pleasure."

"Thank you, dear Lover. I love you and feel the same. You are a divine lover. I am so glad we can share these moments with one another."

As we kissed I became aware of a third person in the room – beside the bed. We turned and Alyssa stood there, her naked body a wonder to behold.

Alyssa spoke, "You two are beautiful to watch. You are excellent students of keeping things slow and measured in your lovemaking."

"Did you watch us?" I asked.

"Yes, at least for the past five minutes or so. I watched Carl's cunnilingus – excellent, as well as your use of tongue and fingers to stimulate and arouse. I like how you only talk to each other in measured tones and words as well."

We both nodded to her. Carl turned more fully to see her beside us. Alyssa knelt on the bed beside him. She reached to his erect penis and slowly stroked the rod; I could see him harden further at the unexpected touches from her.

"May I have Carl make love to me as well?" Alyssa asked softly. The very thought excited me greatly. I nodded my assent.

Alyssa slowly masturbated Carl's long rod, the head now a tone of purple with arousal and need for release. She brought her mouth to his shaft and pushed her head completely down until his cock completely disappeared down her throat. Her head bobbed slowly as she repeated the gesture over and over for a minute. Carl's head was thrown back in his ecstasy. 

Suddenly she pulled off of him and I could see her reach and squeeze his cock with her hand. Carl let out a long sigh and moan. 

"You had an orgasm?" she asked Carl. 

He speechlessly nodded vigorously in her general direction, clearly still awash in the flow of pleasure through his body.

She turned to me and said, "No fluids. He didn't ejaculate. Just as you can cum over and over again, and even get up on the step in one infinitely long orgasm, a man can too. In this case, I prevented his ejaculation but he can do it through concentration and self discipline."

Carl looked at me with a helpless expression that shifted to a smile. "That was wonderful and I can still make love."

"Carl, please make love to me," Alyssa said.

Carl looked at me for approval. I nodded encouragingly.

I joined Carl and together we made love to Alyssa. I caressed and loved her face and upper body as Carl repeated his talents on her cunt. Soon enough Alyssa moaned her approvals to us and urged us to further endeavors on her behalf. Carl and I traded places so he could romance her and I could taste Alyssa's fluids.

Alyssa came in a soft orgasm as I ministered to her. She just announced to us, "I'm cuming – right now. Oh, thank you. Such a wonderful feeling you've given me." She sighed several times.

"I would like you to have intercourse with me. Please Carl, penetrate me and love me."

Carl and I moved to change places but, to my surprise, Carl scooped up the beautiful Indian woman and carried her across the bedroom and through the doors onto the upper veranda. A large lounger faced the dark Caribbean and the night sky just outside the door. 

He carefully set Alyssa down on the lounger and moved between her legs, his penis more erect than ever. I stood in the doorway and watched as he penetrated her just enough to bury the mushroomed head in her folds. She reached up and stroked his chest.

Carl pulled out the short distance of his penetration and slowly re-entered her folds, this time moving infinitesimally deeper into her body. He paused and withdrew, the purple head of his cock glistening with her juices and waving in the dim light from the pool and outdoor lights.

He again positioned at the entrance to her vagina and pushed into her, this time moving only slightly deeper than his prior foray. He withdrew. Alyssa moaned her approval at his approach. She held her arms open to me and I went and lay beside the two lovers in the three-person lounger.

Carl again withdrew, paused, and penetrated again, moving only a fraction deeper than his earlier thrust. He repeated and repeated this move, never in a rush to bottom out, not acquiescing to urge to wildly pound into Alyssa's velvet cunt. 

After many minutes, Carl finally bottomed out. The two lovers ground their hips into one another as their organs enjoyed the pleasure of a complete union. 

Alyssa whispered to Carl, "Just pump slowly into me. Make me enjoy your thrusts as much as you do. When you feel the urge to cum I want you to stop and back down from that urge. Do that twice then cum in me."

As I held Alyssa and kissed her beautiful face and breasts, Carl pumped into her at an even and measured pace. I felt him stop and looked at him in the shadows. He watched the two of us with a halo of love. He leaned across the lounger and kissed Alyssa and then kissed me, delivering a shower of tender kisses. He rose again and re-started his thrusts.

Minutes later he again moved in and showered the two of us with kisses. As he returned to his thrusting Alyssa whispered to me, "Please put your pussy against my mouth. I want to taste you and bring you pleasure." 

I shifted around on the lounger holding on to the edge as I carefully backed over her face. Alyssa's tongue immediately found my soft spot and then thrust upward into my vagina. I jerked with the arrival of her pleasure, amazed at how in two seconds she'd found my trigger points as though she'd known ahead of time. 

My juices started to flow again as her tongue lapped at my cunt. I could feel the thrusts of Carl into her body and often his hands as he stroked my back and buttocks. 

"I feel another orgasm coming," I whispered to my lovers. 

From beneath me, Alyssa instructed, "Megan, cum. Pleasure yourself on my tongue – on my face." I felt her fingers thrust into me occasionally, pulling fluids from my body onto her tongue." 

I allowed myself to drift and then fell into the maelstrom of an orgasm, writhing almost out of control as the joy again started deep in my body and swelled to my groin, thighs and breasts. I almost blacked out at the pleasure as I froze in position above her face. 

Somehow I managed to lie beside Alyssa and allow her to embrace me. Carl had paused as I came and now thrust again into the lovely, exotic dark skinned woman. 

I felt Carl speed up slightly. Alyssa encouraged his more rapid thrusts and then suddenly there were a half dozen major long thrusts into each other's bodies as the pair climaxed into each other. Both mewled softly and then whispered love words to each other and to me. I shifted to hold Alyssa in her after glow. Carl gently lowered himself onto us and again kissed us and told us of his love.

We remained like that for a long time before Carl moved and shifted behind Alyssa as we sandwiched her between us. Our hands continued to smooth and our mouths continued to kiss and speak of love.

Alyssa left us eventually, pushing Carl and my nude bodies together in a further gesture of love and caring. 

We slept on the comfortable lounger, the soft breezes of the Caribbean caressing our warm bodies. 

*

I awoke cradled in Carl's arms. My eyes blinked open to the dawn light rising on the other side of the Villa and sweeping across the sea. I lay and enjoyed the comfort of Carl's arms and the closeness I felt to him. 

As I looked down the porch I saw two other couples out on the veranda as well: Jeremy and Katelyn, and Greg and Alex. Alex slowly gyrated above Greg's body as they made love. The other couple seemed to be asleep. 

"They're beautiful, aren't they?" Carl whispered in my ear. He'd awoken and been watching as well. 

"They are. I never tire of watching people make love, especially people I love."

We watched until Alex had an obvious orgasm freezing in position above Greg's arched form. I somehow suspected that the lessons Alyssa had been trying to impart to us the evening before had been temporarily forgotten by the duo.

We heard two splashes from below. I slipped away from Carl and peered over the balcony. Fiona and Doug drifted along the length of the pool under water; their nude forms visible beneath the surface. 

At the shallow end of the pool Ray was helping Stacy negotiate the stairs into the pool. The care he displayed showed an obvious love and caring for his pregnant partner. Even from above I could see the stretch marks across Stacy's swollen belly.

"Carl, come let's join the others in the pool or even swim in the ocean." I pulled Carl to his feet and we walked through our room to the stairs. Seconds later we dove into the pool and greeted the others with kisses.

"Did you make love?" I asked Stacy. "Can you make love?" I smoothed her breasts and abdomen with one hand.

"Oh, yes," she said. "Just because I'm two thousand months pregnant doesn't mean I can't fuck. We were gentle and Ray is a divine lover – very caring and careful about me. I feel pampered by him. Just thinking about last night makes me flow and tingle all over."

Jeremy and Katelyn joined us from the shallow end, gliding into the pool water with smiles and then hugs and kisses for everyone. Greg and Alex followed Josh and Amy, all giving out similar greetings to everyone. Finally, David and Beth appeared, blushing as they were the last to join our circle; I took the blush to mean they'd been in a sexual romp only moments earlier. Both looked rosy and had a glow about them.

"Where's Alyssa?" I asked as I looked around the circle.

Josh looked at me and shrugged, his rugged figure and manly physique amplified by his nudity. Stacy shook her head, as did Fiona.

"She spent two or three hours with us last night," Doug volunteered.

"And with us," Josh said.

"And with us," Carl and David simultaneously.

Puzzled looks went around the circle in the pool.

Greg said slowly, "I know she was at least an hour with us, probably longer."

Katelyn added even more slowly, "And we made love with her for a couple of hours too."

I said, "There aren't that many hours in the night. How could we all have spent so much time with her?"

Josh said softly, "She is magical. She can do things none of us dream about. It's part of who she is and how she teaches."

I took the descending stairs from the pool telling the others over my shoulder, "I'll look for her down on the beach."

I took the stone stairs down to the beach and the lower pool. The shaded area was cooler than the areas the sun was now starting to reach. The cool sand felt good against my feet.

Alyssa sat naked on a beach towel, her legs entwined in the lotus position and her arms extended over her knees. Her thumbs and fingers formed small circles. Her meditative state and motionless body gave her a surreal look; for a moment I thought I could actually see an aura around her sensual body.

Without looking at me she raised her arms and stretched, extending her arms towards the water's edge. Her legs unfurled and she extended her body in a long stretch across each leg.

"Good morning, Megan," she said to me before she turned and looked at me for the first time that morning.

"I just wondered where you were. We all did," I said as I walked up to her.

Without asking she closed the distance between us and we shared a loving embrace and kiss. Her lips tasted like a sweet wine – delicious and pliant in their response to me.

"Good morning, Love," she told me more intimately.

"Thank you for coming to see us last night. Apparently you visited all of, but we can't figure out how you spent so much time with all of us over the short night."

Alyssa gave me an enigmatic smile as she picked up her towel and the two of us started walking towards the stairs. She never did respond to my comment.

To be continued.



Temporary Girlfriend: Honeymoon Ch. 02



Please read chapter 1 of this story before starting this chapter. This is the fourth story in the 'Temporary Girlfriend' series. This two-part story captures the essence of Megan's honeymoon and the remarkable things they learned from a 'teacher.' This story will be enhanced by reading the earlier parts of the 'TG' series, however, you can read this as a stand alone story. Enjoy. Vote. Write your comments. Add me to your 'Favorites'. Namasté.

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The others greeted Alyssa, often with kisses and hugs. I heard the question of her impossible visits raised by a couple of people but never heard an answer – just silence as she dove into the pool and washed away the past.

Josh, Amy and I made breakfast for everyone. The well-stocked kitchen provided sufficient stock for omelets all around for those that ate. Carl, Beth and David did clean up duty. We seemed to work well together and for the most part our nudity did not act as a distractant, only a visual stimulant to us all.

As clean up ended, Josh announced that Alyssa would continue the lessons starting at ten o'clock in the living room but that attendance was optional now that she'd been introduced. He made it clear he didn't want to force her or the accompanying philosophy on anyone.

An hour later all fourteen of us were seated in the living room. We'd remained nude. Several couples sat close, wrapped in the arms of their morning's partner. 

Alyssa came into the room clothed only in a thin gossamer sari that was sexy and revealing.

"Thank you for all being here," she started. "This afternoon we will revisit the lessons from the night, however, now I feel like talking about our Spirit. Please relax. Be comfortable with your partner or partners." I could feel some of the tension in the room deflate immediately.

Alyssa went on, "I use the term 'our Spirit' because I believe we share a Spirit force with one another. On a non-physical plane we are as one, connected and joined, at one with each other and with the same God-force that flows through everything everywhere."

"We are much like waves on an ocean. The ocean is what we are made of and that to which we belong. We are not separate from the ocean except in the brief individuality each of us have as a wave."

"I believe the God force is all there is. We live, move and have our being in the mind of God. This physical world is our creation, much as a wave is created. There are no other forces in the Universe; no devil, no demons, no ogres, except as we create with our minds. We create our own reality."

"We are Spiritual Beings having a human experience. We created this situation for ourselves and our purpose here is to grow, evolve and experience joy and bliss – the latter being our natural state unless we do something to reject and change that state. Any heaven or hell exists here and now and is of our own creation. We always have the option of free will and the self-determinism of our thoughts and actions."

"Putting this in more human terms, if you want to change your life, change your thinking. One author put it another way, 'There is nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so.' You have the ability to see the worst of a good situation or the best of a bad situation, but you are the deciding factor."

"Thus, as part of the God force and together with the God force, we each co-create our own lives. We blend and move together in that accepting and harmonious Universe, our energies moving and blending with the others we share these dimensions with."

Alyssa stopped and looked around the room. "Now questions," she invited. The discussion started and she was smooth and adept in how she responded regarding the basis of her philosophy.

"How does this related to the tantric sex lessons from yesterday and last night?" Doug asked.

Tantrism is really a Mind-Body-Spirit connection. Josh told me you all had the 'body' part down pretty well." She smiled at all of us and a ripple of laughter ran through the room. "What you may want to consider is a Transformation. There are so many other dimensions to your sexuality. Besides the lust and orgasm, your sexuality is a pathway to enlightenment and a bridge between the human and the divine."

"Tantric sex is about building and harmonizing the connection between Mind, Body and Spirit. Balance and activity in each area flows with an active energy to the other areas. As most of you experienced last night, your use of your intellectual abilities in figuring out how to please each other led to wonderful experiences."

Heads nodded in agreement around the room.

Alyssa continued, "The better the sex, the more your mind surged with that energy. At the same time you felt the greater oneness with your partner, even when it wasn't your primary life partner you still felt the spiritual bond start to form."

She paused and looked around the room. "If you understand the Spirit and your relation to that God force, you can heighten even further the flow of energy into your relationships and your sexual couplings. You understand sexual energy and body power or energy. Now understand Spiritual energy. You can funnel each to the other and amplify all that you are, have or do without limit."

She gestured to us for more questions and a more open discussion prevailed. Suddenly it was one o'clock.

Alyssa dismissed us with a short challenge; "Before we break for lunch, I want each of you to spend an hour or more after lunch meditating. I don't mean sleeping, just to be clear. Please go to a quiet place by yourself, sit comfortably, and free your mind of all thought. You will each find this difficult, I suspect. Listen for a small voice from within and see what you find. We will re-convene at four o'clock."

Over lunch, several of us peppered Alyssa with questions about 'meditation' and how to do it correctly. The statement I remember; "There is no right or wrong way to meditate. Just go and do it in your own way and in your own place."

I put on bikini bottoms as a token adherence to propriety on the public beach, took my watch and towel, and walked a couple of hundred yards down the beach to a dune that looked out over the sea. I spread out a towel and sat, realizing I could not force my legs into a lotus position. I just hugged my knees and looked out at the water, initially focusing on a large sailboat miles off shore that had captured the wind and now raced through the ocean. 

At first I found it hard to tune out the chatter in my head. My thoughts kept whirling around. Persistently I focused on nothing ... and then on everything in the Universe all at once. My Mind alternated between expansion and total inclusion and contraction and narrowing to the small sliver of sail near the horizon.

I listened for the message – a message from within ... then from anywhere. Was there a message? Did I already know the answers to the unasked questions? 

I re-lived the experiences of the past few days, particularly my couplings with Josh and Carl. I loved all of them and all our friends. I knew they loved me. I knew I loved all of humanity in that instant as well. The thoughts exploded in a sea of rainbows and fireworks; a mental orgasm without physical stimulation or sexual involvement. I felt a unity with each person I loved, a connectedness again. My thoughts vanished and only the sailboat remained canted in the wind as it tacked towards its Island home.

I walked back in the warm Caribbean sun feeling a unique peace and filled with Love. I met Alex coming from the other direction as we got to the beach house. We hugged and walked up the stone steps arm in arm. Strangely we didn't speak to one another.

Alex and I went to the living room and sat close to one another; she put her arms around me and we just sat. Doug came in alone and then the others started to drift in one by one. Alyssa came in wearing her sexy sari again. 

Without waiting for full attendance, she asked, "How do you feel? What was your time alone like? Megan, why don't you start? The others will join us as they finish their meditations."

I described my feeling of love and peace as well as my focus on the sailboat. I talked about the feel of my focus expanding and contracting, as well as the feeling of wellness and wholeness. I told the group that meditating had been a challenge because I seldom felt my mind wasn't active and fighting my attempts at 'blankness'.

The others described similar experiences with only a few variations. Alex surprised me by also commenting on her focus on the same sailboat off the Island's shore. 

By the time we finished going around the circle and discussing our experiences, the rest of our circle had joined us and it was six o'clock. Alyssa took the lead again in charting our evening.

She instructed, "I again want you each to choose a different person for this evening's pairings – again, preferably not your spouse or regular partner. Tonight, I want you to love your partners remembering all we've talked about for the past twenty-four hours."

Alyssa started to reiterate our lessons on her fingers, "Put the emphasis on 'being' not 'doing'; suspend judgments about what you're doing or what others might ever think about it; focus on the now and don't bring the past or expectations for the future into your lovemaking. Think of yourself and your partner in terms of Mind-Body-Spirit connections. Control your orgasms, men especially; postpone ejaculation until you want that type of closure. Create a deep and spiritual connection with not only your partner but also with the Universe at large; use your meditation skills as you make love."

As I looked around the living room I saw a glazed look in some eyes. I said, "Do we have to get it perfect?"

Alyssa tossed her head back and laughed aloud. "Oh, dear me, no!" she exclaimed. "I've been practicing – and I use that word purposefully – practicing for thirty years and perfection is a nice unattainable goal. The journey is so enjoyable though. All of you should enjoy the journey."

Josh interjected, "My bringing Alyssa here was to make you all aware of some new dimensions in yourselves and in your lovemaking that could heighten your feelings for each other. This shouldn't be an onerous chore; this should be fun."

Alyssa said, "When we reconvene tomorrow morning – say ten o'clock, let's talk about how we each laughed and what struck us funny about this whole process. Remember sex is has three purposes: procreation – not a focus for us now ... except Stacy." We all laughed. She finished her sentence then, "Pleasure – a major focus for you all tonight; and Spiritual connection to your partner and the Universe – also a focus for you all tonight. Don't worry the act to death. Just try to put it all together." She laughed again.

The rest of us in the room visibly relaxed.

Alyssa added, "As I did last night, I will join some or all of you over the night – not for instruction but for participation and my own pleasure and spiritual connection to you all. I love you all so much, I want to crawl inside everyone of you and be close." She made a gesture of hugging herself on our behalf.

I stood and walked across the living room and took Alyssa in my arms and hugged her tightly. Alex stood and joined me, then Josh, then Doug, and soon everyone in the room stood surrounding Alyssa in one large group hug – fifteen of us.

We formed pairs for the night again: Greg and Fiona coupled by making ga-ga eyes at each other at the thought of being together for the night; Doug and Amy found one anotherand he went and sat next to her; Jeremy and Beth paired by simply sitting next to one another and holding hands; Josh and Katelyn paired with a short kiss and hug; Carl and Stacy with an embrace and an affectionate kiss by Carl on her bulging stomach; and Ray and Alex joined up with a kiss and hug.

As the pairings were made, David came to me and pulled me to a standing position. He said, "Megan, will you be mine tonight. I've wanted to be with you again for months and I can't believe I have this rare opportunity." He smiled and I melted into his arms and we kissed, the steam rising from our embrace.

Again, we drove all the cars into the small city and found a restaurant that would take our party of fifteen. Alyssa had us do 'food play' again as a form of foreplay. David and I had melted brie as an appetizer and did well pleasing each other with the slices of apple piled with brie. At one point we laughed so hard we attracted the attention of the whole restaurant.

I sat in David's lap in the car on the way back to the villa. Ray and Alex shared the back seat with us. Soon Alex and my short skirts were pulled up to our waists as our men stroked our naked pussies. Neither Alex nor I had worn underwear in anticipation of just such an event.

Our temperatures rose – our sexual temperatures – as David's fingers stroked and penetrated around my nether region. We kissed and hugged all the way home. At one point, however, I noticed a different feel to the caresses of my clit. I turned to find that Ray and Alex were taking turns fingering me as David fingered Alex's sweet cunt. 

I joined in our back seat swap by adding a finger deep into Alex's tunnel, her eyes rolling up in her head as David and I simultaneously sank our digits into her body. She and Ray returned the favor as our sexual temperatures rose.

Katelyn watched from the front seat as she stroked Josh's cock through his shorts. Josh adjusted the rear view mirror so he could keep tabs on our sexual shenanigans. I teased him a bit by often flashing my pussy to him, as we'd pass beneath a bright streetlight, sometimes with someone's fingers embedded inside me.

At the house, I gave Josh a deep kiss and reminded him that I loved him and encouraged him to have a wonderful sexual encounter with his sister. I told him to really try to follow Alyssa's teaching and create 'Spiritual Sex.' He told me the same and we turned to our partners.

I started for the stairway to the bedroom, however David turned to me and softly said, "Not that way." He held my hand and led me from the large foyer to the Villa outside to the pool deck. Doug and Amy were stripping off their clothing for a swim as we walked by. Sexual being that I am I couldn't help but admire Doug's tumescent cock and Amy's lithe body.;

David led me to the stone stairs and down them to the beach. Along the way we picked up a couple of large beach towels and carried them with us. We walked about a hundred yards up the beach in the near darkness that made up the night sky.

David stopped and we spread out the towels. Next he came to me and gently pulled the few items of clothing I wore from my body, carefully piling them on one of our blankets. I repeated the process for him, leaving the two of us nude.

We walked together into the lazy surf that massaged the shoreline without any intent to inflict impact other than the rustling sound of the small wavelets. We floated and swam for a few minutes in the warm waters.

As we left the Caribbean and headed back to our towels we both noted a rising crescent moon. In the darkness of the western sky, the moon seemed positively brilliant to me and I turned and could see my moon shadow on the sand.

David said, "Sit beside me and let's meditate for a while."

I sat and David came next to me. We both sat Indian style, our legs crossed but not in the severity of the lotus position. We interlaced our arms so we could touch one another and then focused on the stars on the far horizon.

My mind initially drifted and I thought of what I hoped to do with David to bring him pleasure and joy in our union. I pushed that thought away with a prayer of sorts to Josh and Katelyn for a happy union; that prayer gave way to assertions about how all of us would have pleasure in the night. Another thought went through my head about whether Alyssa would be able to find us. Next I thought about the star near the horizon and I focused on it and watched the games my eyes could play with the speck of light.

Finally, I had a few minutes of serenity where I really think I thought of nothing. A feeling of supreme well being swept through me several times, almost like mental orgasms rather than physical ones. 

David pulled me from my reverie with a kiss. I kissed my readiness back to him. He uncurled his legs pulled me into his lap, his rising cock finding the lips of my pussy. I reached between us and pushed his cock against the moistness of my pussy, coating his rod with my juices.

"Lie back and look at the stars, Megan. Count them and think that every star is a place in the Universe that loves you." He helped me lie back.

David loved my breasts for a long time as I stroked his hair and upper body. Then as I focused on the Andromeda galaxy, David slid lower on my body until his tongue caressed my lower lips and my juices started to flow faster. Occasionally he'd flick his tongue across my clit. He had my attention.

"David," I told him softly in a loving voice, "I'm looking up at Andromeda. Somewhere in that galaxy of a billion stars, there's a sun with planets around it like ours, and on one of those planets two beings are lying beside a warm beach in a gentle breeze just the way we are, and they're making love. The female being is lying on her back as her male partner brings her orgasms and pleasures far beyond any pleasure we can imagine on earth. But she's looking up at the sky as her partner ministers to her, seeing a far off galaxy called the Milky Way and she's imagining a sun with a planet like earth, and a sea like the Caribbean with two lovers beside it making love. And in this thought, we four lovers are connected with each other and in Love."

He made me cum a couple of minutes later. I never shut my eyes; I just looked up at Andromeda and sent outward my feelings and wishes for passion, love and connectedness. I felt them echo around the Universe in my orgasm and return to me a hundred fold. 

David held me and we looked at the stars for a while. I brought David to a dry orgasm, praising him for his self control. 

"I'm looking at Andromeda, seeing the same couple and feeling their love," he told me. 

I came and joined him. He waved his arm across the sky. "Megan, there are millions of loving people out there doing what we're doing. We're all connected – right now, instantly across all the light years we see. We are here and in a million other places."

I heard someone walking down the beach toward us. Alyssa's voice found us first, "David, my Love, you are right and your observation is profound. You ARE connected to the spaces, things and beings you imagine in a million other places and they to you and to you Megan. Your pleasure is their pleasure, and their pleasure is your pleasure if you open yourself to receive it."

Alyssa's nude body slid between us on the blanket of towels we'd created. The bright moon lit her dark skin with a mystical light, creating a wondrous view of her figure through the shadows and shading the light made. She lay back and extended her arms to the sky above. "Caress the sky; reach for infinity," she told us and we duplicated her move. 

"Let me hold you both, love you both, provide a channel between the two of you and all the infinite possibilities the Universe is providing you," Alyssa said softly. 

We let her wrap her arms around us. Somehow the connection became more than just her holding us, it became the essence of total and unbelievable sexual and erotic contact. I felt swept into her mind and felt my body give itself over to her. 

I soared into my place of infinite and continuous orgasms so rapidly my head swam in the delicious joy of the occasion. I could feel penetration by David ... and Alyssa ... and Josh ... and, Oh My God, the entire world. It was wondrous!

I floated through space watching the stars go by, staring back at earth and realizing my place – our place – in the reality of Love that made up the Universe.




Temporary Girlfriend: Honeymoon Ch. 02



My erotic experience went on for hours and hours. I couldn't count the orgasms or the places in time and space that I occupied during those hours were one long continuous orgasm – a single lasting spasm of pleasure, not just of my own but all the others that were connected to this place.

Hours passed and then I relinquished my grip on the zone of hedonistic pleasure I'd lived in. An aura of after glow gradually descended upon me.

I blinked my eyes open, still at the edge of pleasure. The dawn lightened the eastern sky and provided sufficient light to see around us. David's engorged cock penetrated my pussy, yet he seemed frozen in time as I'd been. I pushed against him to let him know I was awake and he started to move into the reality I had found. His eyes blinked as he looked and me and then kissed me deeply.

"Megan, I love you so. I've just had the most memorable night of my life."

"David, I love you too. And I too had an unreal experience - all night. Alyssa came to us – hours and hours ago. I think we spent the night with her. I ... I had ... We had one long continuous orgasm.

"I did too. I didn't know I could cum like that – or climax with the feeling never ending."

We hugged for a long time and tried to explain the experiences we had both had. As the dawn continued to brighten we rose and slipped into the Caribbean, letting the warm waters wash over our nude bodies again. I thought of the analogy of being a wave in the ocean of infinite Love.

We gathered our belongings and walked down the beach to the stone stairway up to the Villa and ascended to the pool deck. 

Doug and Amy sat beside each other, their feet dangling in the pool. They were nude and having a very serious conversation. 

"May we join you," I asked tentatively.

"Oh, yes. Please," Amy exclaimed as she awoke to our arrival. Doug nodded.

As we sat, Amy said to us, "Doug and I had the most amazing experience last night. We spent the night with Alyssa and we just seemed to cum and cum and cum. I rose into an orgasm shortly after she joined us and it didn't end until just a little while ago. Doug had the same experience."

I looked at her for a long time to see if she joked and realized she was serious. "Amy, David and I had an identical experience." We just nodded at the wonder and mystery surrounding Alyssa again.

Josh and Katelyn appeared as the four of us sat in silence. Josh sat beside me and kissed me. He said, "Katelyn and I had a night ... an unusual night. The sex ... our orgasms ... never ended all night. The experience was spiritual and erotic and ... I just can't describe it."

I turned and asked, "Alyssa?"

"Yes," he said, "she was with us all night, almost guiding us on our Spiritual journey – our orgasmic journey."

Josh realized we were all nodding in agreement. "All of you?" he asked. We kept nodding.

Not much later Carl and Stacy, Ray and Alex, Greg and Fiona as well as Jeremy and Beth verified they'd had nearly identical experiences. 

"Where is Alyssa?" I asked, realizing she'd given us all the most incredible experiences of our lives and she wasn't here for us to thank.

Josh went to look for her. He came back to the pool deck a few minutes later caring a short note.

"She left," he told us all. "She left a note for us. 'Thank you all for being such wonderful pupils. You all learned so quickly, I think in part because you all are so ready to share your Love with one another and with the Universe. Now all you need to do is practice. There is nothing that happened over the past couple of days that you can't do for yourself. Thank you for sharing your experiences with me and allowing me into your pairings. Our paths will cross again, I promise you. Go with Love. Namasté, Alyssa.'"

"Wow," I exclaimed. The others made equally amazed sounds about her departure and the note.

Josh asked me, "How do you feel?"

"I feel amazingly rested and at peace with the world. I know I had a truly spiritual experience and I'm still living in the after glow of that experience. The sex David and I had was only part of what I'm still feeling – something much, much deeper and more transformative happened. How about you?"

"I feel the same way," he said. "I would like to go someplace, just with you, and savor what happened last night. Take a walk with me – down the beach?" I nodded.

I put my bikini bottoms on again and Josh slipped into a thong bikini. I loved his suit because you could see the muscles and dimples of his tight ass as he walked. We stood at the bottom of the stone stairway and kissed for a long time before we started walking. I could feel the juices flow from my body in the sensual kiss.

I think we walked for five miles or more. We passed a few other people who were similarly clad as we were. We talked little and thought a lot for a while We held hands; we walked arm in arm; we walked with Josh's arm around my shoulder – sometimes brushing against my breast and arousing my nipple. We swam a little in the aqua waters at a picturesque little cove we'd passed through.

"What are you thinking?" I finally asked Josh along our walk.

"Several things all at once," he responded. "I'm thinking how much I love you and how you think. When we did that exercise, I felt I could see deep inside you in a way we'd never did before. I resonated with your comments, your comments about feeling close."

He went on, "I'm also hopeful the others will get the same value from this that I did years ago – and that I plan on refreshing this week. I forgot more and more about this as I got wrapped up in grad school and the Foundation. Western ways trump Eastern ways, I guess. Anyway, this is really important to me – to us – to our marriage."

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"The short exercises about intimacy and closeness only scratch the surface for where Alyssa can take us – for the type of thinking we should do in order to have one of the most loving, intimate and complete marriages in the world. We'll continue learning with each other after the exercises she gives us this week. She's been studying most of her life and is still learning."

I spoke, "What you talk about – intimacy, love, closeness and all, wouldn't we find those anyway in our marriage?"

"Maybe and maybe not," Josh said. "I want our marriage to be really rich and wonderful for each of us. Expanding how we love each other is a large part of this and this is what Alyssa will teach us – not only this week but in future sessions with her. Part of what I want is to move beyond 'western' thinking and embrace some of the great concepts they've learned in India and the Orient about lovemaking."

We walked a hundred yards as I thought.

Josh began again without a question being posed. "We have adopted a polyamorous life style. There are other people that we love and that love us – and not just one or two. We could drift around in that as a couple and take what happens but I want our marriage to be more than the two of us drifting with our lovers. I want us to have the deepest, richest and most intimate of our relationships – in all the dimensions we can think of, Mind-Body-Spirit is one set of dimensions, another might be the characteristics of one's life, family, social, professional or career, sexual fulfillment, intellectual fulfillment, recreational and play, relationships, financial and prosperity, motivations and health. You might think of others too."

"You mean we're close in all these areas?" I asked.

"As a goal, yes," he said. "To find completeness in some area you will want involvement of others in some way, hopefully from within our circle. But our aspiration is to be the best for each other in these areas. Otherwise, someone that knows all our relationships and us will ask someday, "Why'd you bother to get married?"

I agreed with Josh.

"And involving the others in Alyssa's education?" I asked.

"If we're going to have this polyamorous circle, I want the best for my lovers too. I think Alyssa and her philosophy can start each of us on a path – a Spiritual journey – that can enrich all of us. We'll all grow and evolve at different rates. We'll each internalize what we learn differently. Nonetheless, we'll all grow and share a common basis for loving and interacting with each other, and I like that. This is the direction I hope we'll all grow."

We walked some more and soon four ourselves back at the villa. We washed the salt water from our bodies in the dipping pool beside the beach and went up to join the others. The other women were sitting in loungers in the shade of a palm grove having an excited discussion about something. I could see Carl and David talking in the living room, occasionally laughing. Jeremy was bent over his laptop computer. The other men weren't around. Josh wandered towards the kitchen as I joined the circle of women. 

Amy talked with great animation in her voice, "So you mean even if it's just masturbation we can bring ourselves to the same level of pleasure that we all found last night?"

Fiona responded, "Yes, I think so. I mean if we each were to meditate and achieve some state of inner quiet, don't you think we could do that. We might have to kick start things with some stimulation but I think I could ... you know, have a better experience."

Katelyn chided her, "You mean you wouldn't be thinking of being the main subject of some all-night gang bang of hunky looking guys?"

"No," Fiona insisted with a wounded voice. "I know I've had my slutty times, but this isn't what I'm talking about. I really think if we were to get in a deep meditation we could 'ascend' the way Alyssa taught us. I wish she'd stayed; I have so much more to learn."

"When I meditated I had a hard time making my mind go blank," Beth said. "I kept thinking of the kids, things I need to do, and on and on."

I filled the silence, "You can get through that if you acknowledge the thought. One book I read said to say something to yourself like 'Thank you for sharing' and then pushing the unwanted thought away."

"I felt the same way," Alex volunteered. "When I started my mediation my mind was all business. I made myself an observer of what my mind was thinking. Eventually I told my 'head' I'm going to take the 'real me' into a deeper and more spiritual place. Somehow I left the mundane things behind for a few minutes."

Beth said, "I guess I'll have to keep trying."

Fiona said, "Why don't we try it now?"

"What do you mean?" Amy asked.

"Let's all go off somewhere – alone – and masturbate. I mean have a 'Spiritual masturbation' just like we've been talking about. Meditate and focus on your own pleasure and on launching that pleasure into the Universe. If you need to use your fingers or vibrator, do so!"

Stacy shook in delight, "I'm close to having an orgasm just thinking about it." We laughed.

"I, for one, intend to try it," Fiona announced as she stood.

"I'm in," I volunteered.

"Me too," Amy and Katelyn said.

"I'll try," Beth announced slowly.

"Me too and let's meet back here in ninety minutes and compare notes," Alex added.

I found Josh and told him I intended to slip away for a couple of hours. He nodded and told me he'd be reading somewhere around the house. 

I went back down to the beach. As far as the eye could see the beach was empty. I removed my bikini bottom and set it on a patio table. I found a small footstool and set it beside the dipping pool looking out at the Caribbean. I adopted my meditative position, sitting Indian style. The added advantage in this case was that my sexual organs were fully available to me for caressing and stimulation.

Before I did more than just run my hands over my body in a sexy way, I found a small focus point near infinity – the mountaintop of some distant cay, perhaps the Virgin Islands. I let this point absorb my thoughts and forced my needs, wants, worries and desires from my thinking. Gradually my head cleared. I became aware of the warm sun kissing my naked body and the sounds of the shore birds. I floated looking down at my body and a feeling of oneness with all the others, particularly my sisters in the Villa. 

Somewhere, somehow I felt the fingers of one hand penetrate my vagina and then pull the nectar our and spread it around my lips and clitoris. My other hand caressed and pinched my nipples. I soared into orbit. In hindsight I couldn't tell you if my eyes were open or closed. I lost all track of time. There was only 'The Pleasure.' 

I became connected with the Universe, with all of mankind, with the source of Love and with Spirit itself. I entered the time and place of an endless orgasm. I know part of what I felt had to do with the manipulation and thrusting of my fingers and my palm across my clitoris or my search for my G-spot. Yet, I'd found some place and it had connection and pleasure not only with the physical but also with the Spiritual.

Over an hour later I sat alone in the shade of the palms reflecting on the pleasure I'd brought myself. Now I knew for sure that I could practice some of what Alyssa had left with us. Like Fiona, I felt I still had so much to learn.

The other women gradually drifted into the circle. We were all quiet but nodded to each other in our after glows. Even skeptical Beth smiled at her accomplishment.

"So I have a question," I stated to the group. "If I wanted to create this state for one of you and you for me, could we do it together at the same time the way Alyssa did for us last night?"

"You mean a lesbian encounter?" Stacy asked.

I nodded in agreement. 

Fiona said "Let's eat some lunch and then try it. I'm curious and up for anything – but you guys already know that!" We all laughed at her statement.

We ate light lunches and over lunch paired off. I wanted to be with each of the women so I had a hard decision. In the end, Alex, Amy and I formed a triad. The other pairs were Fiona and Beth, and Katelyn and Stacy. 

Alex, Amy and I went to our bedroom, throwing up the doors to the veranda and the magnificent view of the sea.

"Come and let's kiss one another," I insisted. Our trio merged tenderly and for many minutes we traded kisses, often using our tongues. As we kissed our fingers and hands roamed over each other's bodies, bringing nipples to erectness and fingering clits and plunging into vaginas. We all remained standing.

Eventually I pulled us all to the bed in a triangle. We sat as close as we could to one another, our knees touching yet our pussies fully exposed to the wondrous breezes circulating in the room. We held hands briefly but then abandoned that contact. 

I put my head back and refocused on the small mountaintop, now invisible to sight but visible in my mind. I brought the thought of infinite and unconditional Love into my mind, visualizing what that would be like and how I knew I'd soon feel immersed in that ocean. I thought of the pleasure I could bring the others – which we'd bring each other; I thought how it would reverberate through the Villa and bring pleasure to the other women and men I loved.

I could feel a sense of Spiritual oneness sweep me up again. Love filled all space and time. As fingers caressed me, I brought pleasure to the others. My pleasure lifted me up and away from the physical world. I truly transcended and re-entered my state of orgasmic bliss. I knew this was heaven and all I'd needed to do all my life was be open to the possibility that it was here – now!

I lost track of time but when I found myself floating back to this reality, I sensed that two hours had passed. The sun had moved to a new location in the sky compared to when we started. 

I looked with Love at Alex and Amy. We kissed and hugged again. They too had shared in our mystical state of bliss. 

"My God," Amy exclaimed, "If we were to package this and sell it, we could end wars and move planets."

"I can't believe I've spent most of the time since midnight in this orgasmic state. I hope Jeremy understands what's been happening and how it's affecting me," Alex offered.

I said, "I feel I could pause almost anywhere and think myself into that state." The others nodded in agreement. 

"Try it," Alex softly urged.

I closed my eyes, thought of the warm water and the distant mountain, and drifted right up the scale to a place of ecstasy. Fingers darted across my clit but they were unnecessary for my joy. I held the thoughts of heaven and Love for several minutes and then relaxed back to consciousness.

"Wow," Amy said, "You really can just go right into it."

Alex said, "You may become my new guru if Alyssa doesn't show up again."

Amy added, "As you achieved your climax state, you pulled us right up to the edge with you. Alex and I both touched each other and brought each other off, then we touched you but you didn't seem to need us. I still feel so close to you both – to everyone. Other times I'd want to crawl inside you but now I feel as though I am inside you both. I can't be closer." She touched us both in a sexual way.

We talked a little longer until there was a soft knock at the door from the porch. Josh stood there looking at the three of us.

He said, "You three have had an amazing afternoon together. I hope you don't' mind but I sat and listened for a while. You were erotic yet I knew you were all in a Spiritual place. Mind, Body and Spirit really merged in this room."

I patted the bed beside me; Josh came and sat. "Do you want to make Love with the three of us?" I asked him softly; he nodded. As I moved to kiss him, so did Amy and Alex.

*

After dinner at Le Galion we returned to the beautiful Villa. That night Josh and I created our own Spiritual sex for one another. I drew great satisfaction in knowing that I could help him crest into an elevated state of continuous orgasm. I explained to Josh in more detail about what I'd learned from Alyssa and what I'd learned I could do during the afternoon before our quartet ended the afternoon in our bed. He filled me in on his learning too, showing me some techniques he'd remembered.

Everyone in the Villa seemed to rise late the next day by design. Various combinations of people sunned, swam in one of the pools or the Caribbean Sea, read, toyed with their computer, read novels, and so forth. Two couples went shopping in town for a while. It was a lazy day and we all enjoyed it.

We ate at Pittou's Beach Bar for dinner. We were about as dressed down as I thought we could be. I wore my bikini bottom and a thin white blouse tied in a knot beneath my tanned breasts. Flip-flops completed my dinner ensemble. As it turned out, I was overdressed.

As we all funneled back into the villa after dinner, Jeremy announced that he had an erotic surprise for the bride and groom and he was sure we'd be willing to share it with everyone. 

"Come and gather around the big screen television," he instructed us all. We filed into the room and spread ourselves around on the various sofas and chairs as well as the floor. Lights were dimmed to enhance viewing of the huge flat screen television.

Jeremy stood before us all and the television screen came to life with a slow progression of photographs from the erotic photograph album I gave Josh for Christmas months earlier – what I called 'Volume One'. 

He said, "Most of you have seen Megan's erotic photograph album. I'm pleased it sits on her coffee table as a continual reminder of her love for Josh and, of course, for my beautiful and sexy wife Alex." He paused and collected a small kiss from Alex.

"Now," he went on, "I am pleased to present – for the first time – Volume 2." 

A slow classical music piece became audible in the background and then increased in volume until it filled the room with imposing music. 

More impressive, however, were the slow progression of photographs of first me, then me and Josh, making love to one another. Every shot was erotic in some way, a curve or flap of skin, a close up of my pussy damp in anticipation of lovemaking, a photo of an erect penis about to penetrate, a tongue arched to barely touch my clitoris.




Temporary Girlfriend: Honeymoon Ch. 02



The 'album' unfolded almost in a storyline of seduction, foreplay and then penetration in a wide variety of positions. After fifty or sixty photographs the scene shifted again to one of obvious after glow, my creamy pussy proof-positive of our climaxes.

The music ebbed and Jeremy stepped forward again in the dim light, "Of course, we took more photographs for other more advanced albums as well. So here are Volumes Three and Four, if you will." He stepped aside and the classical music rose to match the scenes again.

This time the scene shifted and Alex and I made love again. Visible in the photographs were our tongues and genitals pleasing one another, fingers penetrating, and the shadows and curves of our sexy bodies as we made love. As the photos projected on the screen I went and cuddled in the overstuffed chair with Alex, pulling our tops from our bodies so I could stroke her chest; then we shed everything so we could touch each other unimpeded. Other clothing in the room seemed to come off too.

A scene shift brought Josh into a threesome with Alex and me. Highly erotic shots of his cock buried in Alex's cunt, moist with her nectar as I licked, made half the room groan in sexual frustration that they weren't immediately copulating with someone. I watched as a nude Amy moved to my husband and sank her pussy down on Josh's steel rod. He grasped her breasts from behind as she started to slowly ride his cock.

Another scene shift occurred on the television screen and the threesome became a foursome; including Jeremy's remarkable photographs of his long cock deep in my pussy and then barely penetrating in the next, his mushroomed head all but breaking contact with my skin. I reached past Alex's shoulder and stroked his hardening cock through his thin shorts.

Somehow he'd captured shots of all of us fucking, lined up along our living room sofa in Boston, and then obviously changing partners multiple times for variety in our lovemaking. The last few photographs showed a progression of cum flowing from cocks into pussies, across breasts, into mouths, and even being shared between Alex and me. The scene shifted to some flowers on our coffee table and then faded as the classical music ended.

The silence in the room gave way to a standing ovation for Jeremy and Alex and their photographic work. They bowed their now nude bodies.

"Wait!" he said, "There's more! While we were doing the still photographs we also had a video camera running most of the time. Now I haven't been able to edit this as much as I'd like but I wanted to share it with you all such as it is." 

He looked at the assemblage of half-naked horny people in the room and added, "Fucking while you watch this video is permitted and will be taken by the film crew as a positive gesture that you like the film." We laughed and I pulled down Jeremy's shorts and maneuvered him into my lap as the film began.

As I fondled Jeremy's rising cock I watched the others forming pairs. Soon everyone had a partner.

The video started with me seductively disrobing for Jeremy. I remembered that morning a week or so earlier when I'd found him before anyone else had awoken and we'd fucked. Now here was that complete erotic scene captured for posterity as I mouthed his cock, deep throating his rod, and then mounting him on our sofa. The fuck was memorable in particular because of my stream of 'dirty' talk to him, mostly telling him how excited I felt to be able to fuck Alex's husband and how I hoped that Josh's cock was right that moment buried deep in Alex's pussy. These weren't forbidden acts, just something we were doing to satisfy each other's lust and to bring joy to the moment.

The scene shifted when Alex and Josh joined the party and then escalated again to more orgasms. Somewhere along the line Alex and I took turns lapping the cum our partners had left in our vaginas; usually we shared our discoveries.

Around the viewing room the slap of bodies together started to add to the erotic situations portrayed on the video. Even Jeremy and I started to grind into one another as the film progressed. Further, I found it such a turn on to be able to look around the room at seven couples in various stages of making love. I think, at heart, every one of us is an exhibitionist; the shows being put on for the benefit of the others boggled the mind.

The scene on the television eventually shifted to Josh and my bedroom. A long scene rolled by where I rode Jeremy's muscular body, my eyes closed and my body focused on extracting my pleasure from him. I came multiple times, a precursor to what Alyssa taught us this week.

Next the television screen lit up with a close up of Josh's cock stroking in and out of Alex's ripe pussy. As he pumped into her, Alex's fluids flowed from her body. I could actually smell her body sex, then I realized that Alex and Doug were fucking right next to me. I reached over and inserted my hand between them, stroking and tickling Alex's clit to heighten her sensations.

On screen, Josh orgasmed into Alex's steaming pussy. Alex ejaculated too, a small jet of girl juice coating the two bodies. Josh pulled away after filling her pussy and the camera zoomed in on Alex's pussy showing a rivulet of cum slowly oozing from her vagina and then running across her thigh towards the bed covers. The scene faded to black ending the tape.

The scene in the room did not change, however. Bodies still pumped into other bodies, and moans and groans were heard from one end to the other. 

Then the orgasms started to arrive. Stacy surprised me by being the first to cum. On the cushy carpeting, David nestled behind her with his long cock solidly buried in her tunnel. Every stroke and twitch we could watch ... and did. Stacy's breasts were swollen from the pregnancy and David took delight in fondling and holding them as he pumped in her body and then as the two of them wallowed in the after glow of their climaxes.

Josh and Amy climaxed, Amy falling back onto Josh's body as he embraced her and kissed her neck and shoulders from her back. Amy looked so 'right' with Josh; I had a fleeting thought of her moving back to the U.S. from Paris and moving in with us. I'd like that and I know Josh would.

A wave of orgasms trickled across the room with bodies in many different positions and sounds coming from couple after couple. I thought how beautiful the act of lovemaking is – regardless of time, circumstance, position, or inclination. Making love is an act of unity and spiritual achievement. Alyssa was right; I hoped I'd see her again – soon.

Josh and I again snuck away from the others after Jeremy's slide show and movie. We went down to the beach and walked, in the nude, for a while. When the urge struck, I lay back in the soft sand and Josh penetrated into me. Over his shoulder and with his knowledge, I merged with some unknown constellation and then soared across the Universe. Josh, too, entered a blissful state. I returned to earth awash in Josh's cum; further, I had apparently jetted my girl juice across his body in my orgasmic state. 

After we cooed and cuddled we swam in the warm Sea then walked back to the Villa and went to bed, our nude bodies loosely wrapped around each other beneath the slowly churning ceiling fan.

I awoke the next morning to someone eating my pussy. I could tell it was a female and by process of elimination I figured out that it was my sister Amy. I finally blinked my eyes opened and verified my guess. 

"To what do I owe the honor of this occasion?" I asked in a sleepy, just waking up, voice.

"Just I love you and I want to be close to you again," she said. Her tongue dove onto my clitoris and she thrust three fingers into my slot. I moaned loudly.

"But I'm not quite ready to return the favor," I stammered out and trying to reach for her attractive face. "I'm just waking up – and in a wonderful way I might add."

"No reciprocity required. Just lie back and enjoy this. Sometime you can return the favor – or Josh can." Josh lay next to me on his stomach apparently oblivious to the pleasure Amy delivered to me.

I allowed myself to drift with her attentions and then I knew an orgasm grew near. "Amy, I'm going to cum very soon. Don't stop. Oh, ... please ... don't ... stop!" I barely got the words out when deep inside my body I felt a sudden warmth and spasm that radiated outward, ending right at my clitoris and Amy's tongue.

"Oooooooooooh Amieeeeeeeeeeeeee," I moaned. "I love you. I love you. I love you."

Amy came up and let me hold her in my arms. "Oh thank you," I told her as we kissed. "Do I have morning breath?"

"Your fine," she said, kissing back. After a silent moment as I savored the event she'd just delivered, Amy said, "Sis, I love you. I don't want our sexual times together to end. I've so enjoyed the past week – has it only been a week? I hope you feel the same way."

"Don't worry Darling," I told her. "I'm here for you always in every way you can imagine."

"There's something else," Amy said. "I've really fallen for Greg. I think he feels the same way. I mean when we haven't been off with someone else we've been together. He's such a special person and has so many great traits. Am I crazy? Is he as good as he appears to be?"

"Oh, Amy," I said, hugging her to me. "I hoped the two of you would 'click.' I love Greg and yes, he is all he appears to be and more. If I make a list of all the traits you'd want in a guy, Greg's got them, just like Josh. Plus, I think he can handle the emotions that being at a week like this can evoke without being overwrought."

"I'm so taken with him that I might ask for reassignment back to the U.S. from Paris. What do you think about that?"

"I think the whole world would rejoice to have you closer to us all," I told her.

"Then I'm going back and wake him up and tell him," Amy said almost asking for permission from me.

"Go for it," I told her. She stood, her nude form that of a goddess, and left the room.

Josh said in a clear voice from his sleep position, "I'd be very happy if she came back to the States. She can come visit us anytime."

"I'm glad you like my sister," I told him as I slipped into his open arms.

"No, I love your sister," he said with a grin. "And I'd like to love her many more times too."

The two of us made love again that morning.

I wore a bikini bottom to breakfast, in part to stem the flow of semen from my lower orifices. Several of the others were up and we availed ourselves of the wonderful assortment of fresh foods that had been left for our daytime meals. Soon Fiona and I had whipped up omelets for everyone with bacon and sausages on the side.

We all wiled away the day as we had the one before. Four guys went golfing; a couple of the other women went shopping.

Stacy came and got me in mid-afternoon; I'd been reading beside the pool. She said, "Key family meeting on the beach in ten minutes." Now that piqued my curiosity so I sashayed down the stone stairway at the appointed time, joining Katelyn and Fiona around the lower swimming pool.

"What gives?" I asked as I sat beside the others on one of the large loungers.

Stacy said, "I need your advice and counsel before Ray and David get back from golf with the others." 

We nodded. Fiona asked, "Advice about what?"

"I've really fallen for David – I mean big time, my heart beats faster, palms go cold kind of fallen. I'm in love and I know he loves me; I mean really, really loves me. He loves my 'bump' too – my Megan." She shot me a grin knowing I was an obvious soft touch for my soon to be born niece.

Stacy went on, "Now, I don't want to leave Ray or Fiona, but I love David. Am I nuts? What should I do?"

Fiona tossed her head back and laughed, "Oh, my Darling, Stacy. I love you so." She pulled Stacy next to her on the chaise they were on and kissed her.

Katelyn and I laughed too. Finally, Fiona said the words we were all thinking, "Have David join the three of you. He likes even loves Fiona too. He's a pal with Ray. He does work about 500 miles away but I'm sure you'll figure out a solution to that. Just ask him."

Katelyn and I nodded our concurrence with the suggestion. 

Stacy looked shocked. "I never thought I could have my cake and eat it too – so to speak," she gave a lewd grin. "Do you think he'd buy it?"

"You won't know until you ask?" I said, "But I do suggest you talk to Ray first." She agreed.

We swam in the Caribbean, Stacy sitting in the sand letting the gentle waves break over her engorged stomach. I stood and laughed with the others at her plight as a wave broke over her belly. She replied, "I'm teaching Megan to get used to the water."

Two hours later I saw Stacy waylay Ray as he came back from the golf game, pulling him off to their bedroom for a private time. Fiona, Katelyn and I smiled at one another. The pair didn't reappear for almost two hours and Stacy had that 'just fucked' look about her as well as a smile on her face. Ray looked pretty happy too.

The cocktail hour arrived only this time the four pilots amongst us opted out from drinking alcoholic beverages. This was our last night on St. Marteens and we'd all be departing in our aircraft the next morning.

As we sat around nursing some Diet Cokes, I watched Stacy lead David away from the group and back down the stairway to the beach. The sky was awash with reds and oranges as the sun set. Josh, Ray and Carl got the large grill going and soon we started preparing various elements of our cookout meal.

Steaks eventually went on the grill. The attractive odor of grilled beef filled the patio and wafted everywhere within two hundred yards. I thought Stacy and David should appear momentarily to see what we were cooking. I was wrong.

We saved them food but the rest of us started to eat at the huge long table that seated all fourteen of us. Two seats were empty.

Eventually as we were finishing, David and Stacy appeared. I knew she'd been successful in recruiting him to a new foursome; she had a smile from ear to ear as well as that freshly fucked look again. David looked pleased too.

Fiona stood and went to David and kissed him deeply and with great meaning. She hugged him. I heard her welcome him to their family. Ray was there too with a bear hug and a strong handshake. The rest of us lined up to congratulate the two of them – the four of them.

David said, "I have so many questions. I don't even know some of the questions to ask. I do know this feels so right to be doing this and I love Stacy so ... and Fiona ... and Ray ... and all of you." He and Stacy both had tears in their eyes as they hugged again.

*

The fourteen of us stood between the two jets hugging and kissing each other. Two linemen stood ready to assist us in leaving the ramp area at St. Marteen's airport, amazed at the intimacy we all shared with each other as we kissed and hugged goodbye. Eventually we broke apart, whispered our love for each other once more, and boarded one of the two jets.

Greg and David's Learjet filled with Stacy, Fiona, Ray, Carl, Katelyn, Beth and Doug. I watched from the pilot-in-command seat as David waved to us one last time and folded up the electric stairs and secured the door. We waited while they started their engines and ran through their checklists and then left the pad to taxi to the runway for takeoff.

Josh sat in our co-pilot's seat. In the back of the plane were Amy, Jeremy and Alex. Jeremy and Alex would catch an evening red-eye back to London that night. Amy would spend a few more days in New Hampshire with our parents before spending a night with us and flying back to Paris.

The radio came alive in my headset, "Citation, November-Four-Eight-Gulf (our tail number), Clearance Delivery." Josh replied and they started again, "November-Four-Eight-Gulf is cleared to Bravo-Echo-Delta airport in the United States, via RNAV Direct Juliet-Alpha-Xray, Direct. Vectors after departure. Expect Flight Level 410 five minutes after. And you are cleared to taxi to Runway 09; hold short landing traffic." I let Josh repeat the clearance back to them as I set up the radios with the correct frequencies and put the waypoints in the Global Position System.

We taxied to the runway and went through our checklists. I found my confidence returning now stronger than ever. Josh and I smiled at each other and he reached over and gave me a loving squeeze of my right shoulder. We watched a Boeing 757 sweep into a landing, roll-out, and then taxi towards the commercial terminal.

The radio came alive again, "November-Four-Eight-Gulf cleared for take-off. After take-off, turn to flight plan route and cleared to Flight Level 410. Contact departure on one-two-eight-decimal-niner-five after clearing one-thousand." Josh repeated the instructions back as I revved up the engines and started to taxi the last few feet to position the plane on the runway.

I took a quick look back at our passengers. Alex was already asleep. Jeremy and Amy were holding hands. Amy gave me a thumbs up gesture of support and confidence with a big smile.

The Citation turned to the runway heading and then we started our roll down the 7,070-foot runway. We soared flawlessly into the air well before the end and I repeated the climb-out checklist from memory. 

As we cleared through ten thousand feet on a nearly cloudless day I gestured for Amy to come up and join us in the jump seat. She came and sat, asking us to explain in detail each of the flight instruments and radios. She seemed fascinated with everything we showed her.

"You know I wouldn't mind becoming a pilot," she told us as we eventually made our turn nearly eight miles high over Jacksonville. "Maybe Greg will teach me how to fly."

The End