“Tease,” I said giving his words from the first night of camp back to him. He held out the stem of wild orchids to me and I took it as he rose from his chair and looked lost in thought. Oh no, I was losing him. “Have you heard TMO’s newest song, ‘I Need You’?” I said walking up beside him and quickly trying to downplay what he’d just done.
He smiled genuinely. “It’s great isn’t it? They’re coming to Pittsburgh in January,” he said stepping to the edge of the mattress beside the waterfall. “Should be a great show,” he added, twirling another long branch of those seductive flowers in his hand.
“So tell me about architecture,” I said steering the conversation back to something he might openly talk about. Avery walked over and stretched out on the mattress and I sat down facing him with my legs crossed in front of me.
It seemed like we were there for hours and I relished in his talk and love for architecture. We talked of nature. How the bold, vivid colors of the Pennsylvania forest were the perfect scene and canvas for anything he wanted to build. Nothing seemed to matter except being with Avery. We exchanged little looks and small smiles as we tossed pebbles into the water. He brushed dirt from my face when I rubbed my cheek after I picked up a muddy rock. I listened to his warm, husky voice talk of the new phase of cabins he was planning to build and that he had owned almost a thousand acres now. I listened to his breathing, the waterfall, and nature all around us. The sun was bearing down on us and I had never been happier in that moment.
Out of habit, I reached for my necklace only to find my neck bare. I lowered my hand then studied Avery and all his beautiful features, his square jaw, his perfect nose, his soft sensual lips, even the thickness of his eyebrows that perfectly matched the color of his brown hair. He was watching a bird drinking from the water’s edge while his back was propped up against the boulder behind him and his leg was stretched out brushing against mine. He closed his eyes and let the last rays of the sun hit his face. I wasn’t disappointed that he didn’t make a move to seduce me. I understood he was taking this slow.
“Why am I here, Avery? Why all this?”
Avery rubbed the back of his neck while he pondered my question. “I don’t know, Aria. I seem to be breaking all my rules when it comes to you,” he said bending his knees, crossing his legs, and leaning closer toward me. He cupped my face with his hands and let his eyes roam over my face. “Sweet Aria,” Avery purred. I could feel his breath on my lips and I never wanted to taste someone’s kiss so badly. He let his head rest against mine. His chest was rising and falling rapidly and I could see his torment playing out in his eyes. He closed his eyes and pulled away, dropping his hands and leaving me feeling like a part of me was taken away with him.
“I can’t let this go any further. I don’t get involved with my guests.” Avery’s phone rang and he reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone. “Damn it,” he cursed when he noted the time. “I’m running late, Pierce. I’ll be there in ten.” All of Avery’s tenderness was gone when he looked at me. He was all business again. “Let’s get you back to class.”
I stood and looked up at him, afraid that this would be my last moment with him. He could see my panic and he gently lifted my hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. Oh, Avery, why don’t you kiss me?
“I have a meeting and I’m most certain that you are late for your group oral class.”
“You know my schedule?” I flushed.
“Yes, of course,” Avery mumbled, looking away. He led us to the back door of his house.
“Wait here. I’ll only be a moment.” He was back to his professional montage. I nodded as I watched him disappear into the house. One step forward, two steps back. I wondered how late I was. Avery pulled the door behind him and ended his call on his cellphone. “I just spoke to Colt. He knows you’ll be late.” I followed him to the side garage and I entered, blinking into the darkness. It was short-lived when the door rose up and light flooded the room. I moved to the BMW SUV. He shook his head and pointed to the quad. I smiled at his sentiment and climbed on. “Aria, I can’t let anyone see us together. It will start rumors and appearances are important. Everyone must follow the rules here…even me,” he said. I’m not so sure that’s true, I thought.
“We will have to go the back way into camp.” I shrugged. He eyed me warily. “I will drop you at the clearing next to the Peak cabin.” I smiled politely. He started up the quad. We raced through the doorway and the door closed behind us. “Hang on. It’s going to get bumpy.” He smiled his breathtaking smile and I was more than happy to hang on tightly. Avery was a kid at heart.
We moved over hills and through the trees at record speed. The trees brushed my arms. He leaped over mounds of dirt and we splashed down into a medium sized stream. I giggled as the water soaked my feet and legs. He chuckled then revved up the engine, pulled back around, and spun us in a circle. I squealed as he spun two more donuts in the stream. Water splashed high up my legs. He steered straight out of the ravine and slowed the quad to a coast. I don’t know if he was caught up in the moment but he turned to me and let his hands cradle my face. He was breathing hard and I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. We were so close. Our lips were almost touching but I could see the internal struggle in his eyes. He was fighting to keep his guard up. His phone rang out and he cursed under his breath.
“Pierce, I’m coming,” he barked into the phone. He listened for a moment then growled. “I won’t be ready.” He paused a minute. “No. They can’t come sooner. I don’t care. I have the Hawaii trip to contend with in August. They’re not scheduled to come until October, he urged and hung up the phone. Avery looked torn as he turned back to the accelerator.
He caressed my hand then threaded his fingers through mine and guided my hand around his waist. It was such a simple gesture but it felt so intimate. He placed his other hand on the handle bar and pressed the accelerator. The tires spun. Water flew up behind us again and I could feel it spray the back of me. I laid my head against his back. I breathed in Avery, again. Inside, I was purring with happiness. This feeling had made me lose all my rationale. All I knew was I wanted him any way I could get him.
When we got to the clearing, I could see Peak cabin. It was a short jog from where we were. Avery let the quad idle and I climbed off. I stepped forward intending to kiss him.
“Don’t, Aria.” My face fell and I couldn’t hide my confusion. “I’m sorry. I just can’t,” Avery said looking away.
My heart fell to my stomach and I was left winded. Avery grimaced. I nodded my head to him stiffly, turned away and walked out into the clearing. I forced myself to put one foot in front of the other. I was shocked by his words. Why would he spend hours with me next to a romantic waterfall and not make a move? Why would he hold my hand like that? Why would he almost kiss me? Then not. Then it occurred to me. It was just another man with another game that I didn’t understand. Sara Cox, you were wrong. He was exactly like every other guy.
By the time I heard him pull away, I was seething. I took off in a full sprint and ran as far away from Avery Jameson as I could.
DAY FOUR:
THURSDAY MORNING
ORAL SEX CLASS
I hurried through the heavy wooden door of Peak cabin and I tried to bury my mixed emotions as I ducked into classroom B. Sienna was passing out bananas to the other five women in my group. I hurried to join them and Sienna handed me a large banana.
“There will be a quiz at the end of the lesson.” I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of quiz it could be. “Today’s class we’re going to be practicing oral and the best way to do that is with a banana. Now watch what I do then in turn each one of you will do the same. I want you to let yourself go and really get into it. Don’t be afraid to experiment just don’t bite down or your banana will break and that’s bad. The purpose of using bananas is so you can have real world practice not using your teeth.”
I watched as the rest of the class unpeeled their bananas and as Sienna s
tepped next to them they each let their lips fall over the top. Caitlyn could fit the entire thing in her mouth. Tara went all the way down and started twisting it in her mouth with her tongue. Jesus. How the hell did she do that? Sienna smirked.
“Good, Tara, I want to see more of that during the quiz.” Tara flushed three shades of red and looked away with a slight nod.
“Okay class. Hold the base with one hand and then use your tongue to slowly lick it from the base to the tip.” She paused and watched as everyone complied. “Good. Now mix it up a little by moving your tongue side to side as you go from the base to the tip. Even swivel your hand in the process and trail it behind your tongue.” I held the base of the banana in my hand and trailed my tongue from the base to the tip and then straight back down. On the second pass, I twirled my tongue around and let my other hand trail behind my tongue. My eyes landed on the now silent class as Sienna gleamed at me.
“Excellent technique, Aria.” She turned to the rest of the class. “You all seem to have the basics. Let’s see how you do with the real thing,” Sienna announced.
Colt stepped up beside me in a dark green robe with the Camp Jameson logo emblazoned on the left chest and untied it then he stood there proudly exposed in all his glory. That was the first time I ever saw his manhood. It was huge and thick. I could tell why Sara talked about it like it was its own person. Sienna was saying something about the quiz and telling us to line up. She coached us on how providing gentle but firm strokes was essential, but all I could focus on was that Colt was very well endowed. Oh my!
Caitlyn sidestepped me and pushed to the front of the line and knocked me over in the process. As I landed on the ground Sienna called aloud.
“Relax, ladies. There’s enough to go around. I know it’s big but don’t kill each other,” she chuckled. “Caitlyn, go ahead. I’ll let you get him hard the rest of the way then you can tease him. But remember class, you must stop before he climaxes. This is just an exercise in technique and the fine art of foreplay. If he comes, you fail. We need to get through the entire class so, although I want you to be viscous and make him suffer, there will be no orgasm. Remember that Colt. No cuming,” Sienna chuckled.
The class giggled in nervous energy and I watched as Caitlyn’s rough hands gripped Colt’s penis like she was milking a cow. Colt flinched a little at her rough dexterity. Her technique was sloppy and brambly. Her mouth sounded like the tongue of a basset hound deprived of water for a day. Squeech, Squeech, Squeech filled the room. She was fast and very loud as Colt grimaced.
“Easy, Caitlyn,” Colt finally spoke up. “It’s a marathon, not a sprint,” Colt said through clenched teeth. I saw Caitlyn go down his shaft with unsheathed teeth and Colt backed away quickly, grabbing his manhood.
“Oww, you’re done. Return to the practice bananas with Sienna.” He looked down at his manhood. “Jesus! There are little indentations on little Colt.” He glared at Caitlyn. “Do it until there aren’t any teeth marks on that banana.”
Caitlyn huffed and crossed her arms. Colt scowled and pointed to the bananas showing her that he was serious. Caitlyn stuck her nose up in the air and walked heavy-footed toward the bananas. I could hear Sienna tell her not to be so rough when I realized I was next.
“I’m all yours, Aria.” I studied Colt for a second then stepped up to him. He was now leaning against the massage table with his feet on the floor. I sank to my feet and ran my hands up both his thighs. I could do this. Christ, I’ve imagined this moment for so long that I was almost giddy.
I felt Colt’s body relax under my touch and I leaned in to take him in my mouth. Colt stiffened and I looked up at him. He was smiling looking down at me.
“No biting, please,” he begged. I nodded then took his glorious cock in my hand.
I started with a gentle hand job to help build the tension. I felt him relax more. I leaned over and softly kissed the head of his penis then trailed soft kisses all over his shaft. I blocked out the rest of the class and began licking the underside of him. I took it in about an inch into my mouth and used my tongue in a circular motion to massage the head. While massaging it with my tongue, I wrapped my hand around the base with firm pressure and swirled my tongue around his tip, then let my hand stroke his shaft up and down. The mixture of wetness and firmness caused his head to fall back and a low moan to erupt from his throat. I continued to stroke him up and down in my mouth then I thought, what the hell, I’ll try the tongue squeeze technique Sienna was going on about during her lecture.
I took him deep in my mouth until I felt the head of his penis press against the roof of my mouth. Then, I trailed my tongue down the underside of him while the tip was still pressing on the roof of my mouth. Each stroke I pulsed my tongue so that it squeezed the head up against the roof of my mouth and trapped his shaft completely with my tongue. Then I took my other hand and gently palmed his balls and massaged gently.
I heard Colt hiss under his breath. He reached down and put both hands on the sides of my head to anchor himself further. I felt him swivel his hips and draw himself deeper into me. The only sound in the room was the moisture I was spreading around with my tongue all over his cock. I felt him harden further. Geez, he was big in my mouth.
I teased him further letting his shaft glide in and out then I trapped him against the roof of my mouth and pressed with my tongue again. I heard Colt moan louder and suddenly, I wanted more than anything to bring him to climax. I sped up my motions and pulled him further into my mouth and tightened my grip a little more on his length. He was hard as steel but his skin was soft as velvet. And he tasted delicious.
“Jesus!” Colt muttered. I heard his breath catch in his throat and before I could react, I felt his warm fluid hit the back of my throat. I stiffened a moment and then relaxed swallowing all that was Colt Thompson.
“Fuck, yeah, that’s it baby. Suck it,” Colt gushed. I heard the class gasp around me but it wasn’t until Sienna called out in an authoritative voice that I regained my senses.
“Colt, can I see you in our office for a moment?” I was on my knees in front of Colt and he just came gloriously in my mouth. Fuck. Sienna told us not to make him come.
Colt was smiling down at me like an eight year old on Christmas morning that got his first Gnip Gnop. I could see that Sienna’s words finally registered because when he blinked, his euphoric state was replaced with a nervous I fucked up kind of look. He quickly recomposed himself and wrapped the robe back around him. He winked at me then strode toward the office.
“Let’s call it a day, class,” Sienna said, dismissing us and ushering Colt into their office. I sat back on my knees and watched Sienna close the door behind her. I was torn. My body was quickly recovering from an intense high from bringing Colt to climax but another part of me didn’t want to disappoint Sienna. I was afraid it was too late for that. Then there was Sara. How was I going to tell her Colt just came in my mouth? My guilt had just tripled.
DAY FOUR:
THURSDAY NIGHT
KITTEN’S NIGHT
I paused briefly from pacing the hardwood floors of the cabin kitchen to down my beer. I was torn. It had only been a half hour since my class, I could still taste Colt in my mouth, and I still didn’t know how I was going to tell Sara. I heard the turn of the doorknob to the cabin door and Sara stepped through the doorway with her hands full of grocery bags from the camp store.
“I went shopping,” Sara said in her usual bubbly manner. A part of me wanted to say something just to piss her off. It would make things so much easier if she were mad at me. I swallowed down my anxiety and it helped free up some of the psychological weight on my shoulders.
“Did you walk from the store with all of these bags?”
“No. I took the golf cart,” Sara replied, handing me a bundle of bananas. God, I wanted to die. Bananas…damn you Colt. How do I tell her?
“We can use the golf carts?”
Sara chuckled. “You’d know that if you’d read the manual,” Sara
narrowed her eyes at me. I hated when she did that. I knew what question was going to follow. “What’s wrong? You look stressed.” My eyes widened. I opened my mouth to tell her and then shut it immediately. I tried again but nothing came out. How do I tell my best friend that I just sucked off her boyfriend who is the love of her life? No matter how much I enjoyed it, in that moment, I now felt terrible.
“Are you feeling okay? Honey, you look pale. You weren’t at lunch today. I bought some protein bars. You should go into A’s Market sometime. That place would put our grocery store back home to shame.” I mind-numbingly took the protein bar that she held out for me but I didn’t open it.
“Maybe you’d rather have a banana?” Sara offered. Lightning, strike me now. I shook my head. “Do you want to go to Kitten Night with me? We can drink lots of beer and forget about the guys for a night?” Sara asked. I answered with the only word I could spit out.
“Sure.” I helped Sara put the rest of the groceries away as I wrestled internally to tell her. Okay, calm down girl…I don’t have to tell her right at this moment. It’s been a hard day...oh boy…even in my head I knew that sounded bad…But I would tell her tonight…yea for sure…I would tell her tonight when the time was right…after I got a few beers in her to soften the blow. After all, what’s the worst that could happen? Yea, that’s a good plan…tell her tonight. Kitten night meant that she wouldn’t be seeing Colt. That’s good. At least I had a few hours until I absolutely had to tell her. I could do this. I had to...probably have a couple beers myself first.
The time really seemed to fly by fast now that Sara and I arrived at one of the four campfires burning high behind the Main Lodge. I glanced up at the balcony to the large gathering of Cubs and Instructors. By the looks of it and the noise level, Thursday night Cub cocktail hour with Avery started early and was going well. I could hear their laughter echoing off the back courtyard as Sara and I made our way through the torch lit path to the Kitten campfire where Sienna and Maya greeted us.
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