by K. Lyn
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~K. Lyn~
Beau to Beau Books
Copyright 2013-04-25: K. Lyn
ISBN: 978-1-6184-5191-0
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Introduction:
Young women everywhere dream of being chosen for the exchange program, and Cheri is no exception. A trip to foreign lands is her ticket to freedom, wealth, and regality if she plays her cards right. Broke and in search of fun, meaning sex, her ultimate goal is finding a wealthy husband, but Cheri isn’t looking for just any kind of wealth. What Cheri is after is royal wealth and the status that goes with it. Her guide for the program is handsome and exudes sensuality, but Cheri learns a little too late that this is no ordinary program. This is an exchange of questionable intentions.
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It was a young woman’s dream to be chosen for the exchange program, and Cheri had done everything to enhance her chances of being part of the select group that would travel first to Europe and from there, who knew? She had excelled in modern and classical languages and breezed through the examination and that, along with her brief affair with the head of the International Studies Program, had all but assured her of one of the coveted spots. At the final interview she had shed a fake tear or two when she told the committee how it had taken her six years to earn her degree and that if chosen for the program she would be an ambassador for the world. The women on the committee had seen themselves in Cheri when she spoke so eloquently about world peace and harmony, and the men on the committee had stared at her breasts which she had expertly pulled halfway out of her bra. Cheri had easily made the cut after that. If they only knew the truth about her! Cheri was broke and in search of fun, meaning sex, and her ultimate goal was finding a wealthy husband. She didn’t mean professional husband wealthy. What Cheri was after was royal wealth and the status that went with it.
As the leaves turned from summer green to early autumnal yellow and orange, Cheri and four other young women boarded a private jet from the East Coast of the United States to their first destination in Germany. After the plane landed, they hopped onto a train to begin their adventure in Germany and after that the rumor was that it was on to Switzerland. At the train station, their driver was waiting for them in a shiny new Jaguar, a gift from his father for earning his doctorate. Cheri ran her hands along the smooth interior and breathed in deeply. She would give absolutely anything to have one of these.
It was early evening when they arrived at the resort. The German with the Jag owned many resorts and Cheri only wished she could pronounce his name. When he had introduced himself, it had sounded like Javisch, so she shortened it to Jav. In her sweetest voice she asked if it was okay to call him Jav, and he said he didn’t mind. When they walked inside the cabin, Jav’s partner was preparing a delicious dinner. Cheri and her entourage, as Cheri thought of the other four women who were younger than she, were uncertain if Jav was gay. Partner could mean roommate, but whatever the man was to Jav, he had prepared a scrumptious meal for them after which they would dare to venture into the nearby woods behind the resort cabin for a brisk winter stroll. Inside the resort the women were greeted by an immense coziness. Warmly lit fireplaces invited them into every room. The cabin was no ordinary cabin. It resembled a fairytale storybook cottage where Goldilocks and the Three Bears could live happily and comfortably together. Cheri felt like Goldilocks, with Jav and the other men masquerading as four bears rather than three.
They sat down to a deliciously cooked meal topped off with a rich dessert, specially crafted by the expert culinary hands of Jav’s partner. The wooden floors were strewn with an assortment of authentic fur rugs, which a couple of the women took offense to, welcoming Cheri and her entourage with a generous dose of German hospitality. In a corner of the living room sleeping peacefully was a friendly Great Dane. As soon as he heard the new voices, he awoke and stretched, and rushed over to give them welcome licks and kisses. The girls fawned over the big sweet dog that loved being the center of attention.
After dinner, the five women and their respective men took a walk into the woods. Cheri had not been prepared for the heavy snow so early in the year, but she had never been to Germany and knew nothing of the country’s weather. The grounds were covered with a thick blanket of glimmering white, reminding Cheri of her childhood vacations on the mountain tops of the Colorado Rockies. Although it was cold, she was mesmerized by the beauty and quietness of the winter landscape as they went deeper into the woods. While Jav and his fellow countrymen chatted with the girls, Cheri decided to break out on her own a bit and explore the beauty of the serene landscape. Growing up in Texas where the land was flat, she had never been inside a forest, much less a German forest and she was curious to experience everything within the white winter wonderland. She stopped to watch a nibbling and scratching squirrel a few yards from her as it buried its tiny head in the snow and emerged with a pine nut in each paw. When it sensed or saw that it was being watched, the animal scrambled in the direction of a tall tree, turning to see if Cheri would follow. She did, stepping very cautiously and quietly. They were playing a game, Cheri and the squirrel, each of them stopping every few seconds to catch a glimpse of the other.
Before she knew it, Cheri had lost her friends but she wasn’t one to scare easily. She followed the interesting little animal and before it disappeared up a tree, she noticed a fire burning in a clearing, but she did not notice anyone at the campsite. As cold as she was, she couldn’t resist moving closer to the fire, drawing warmth to her body. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and when she opened them four rugged looking men in ragged clothes were coming out of the shadows toward her. They looked dangerous and Cheri started to run when one of the men shouted at her. “Stop!” Cheri continued running. She didn’t want these thugs to know that she spoke their language, so she fought the urge to speak as she desperately tried to figure out an escape route.
It was then that she heard a gunshot in the distance. She feared that she had been shot and she looked down, certain that she would see blood gushing from some part of her body. But the robbers stared at each other. They were as afraid as Cheri. Another shot fired and this time the sound was closer. From the corner of her eyes she saw a Great Dane rushing out of the woods toward the clearing, launching at one of the thugs when several figures came running toward the campfire. The men scattered, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared, into the darkness as the Great Dane chased them and gnarled at their heels.
Cheri sat stunned, watching the scenario unfold in front of her. Jav and his buddies rushed toward her. Embarrassment soon overtook fear, and Cheri stared at Jav. Jav immediately took off his fur jacket and wrapped it around Cheri. He held her tightly against his chest as tears streamed down her face. He had come to carry her back to the cabin. Jav and his friends had broug
ht a hand gun into the woods, knowing that it was a dangerous place at night with salacious gypsy vagabonds lurking about as they waited to rob naïve and innocent prey. Cheri owed Jav a huge favor which she would gladly repay.
When they returned to the cabin, Cheri’s entourage had gone off with some of the German gentlemen, and she and Jav were left alone. Jav washed and cleaned her in a hot bath before wrapping his cozy red and black checked flannel bathrobe around her shivering body. He tucked her into his king sized bed, his warmth radiating from his naked body. Cheri felt safe and loved with this man she barely knew. Wrapped in Jav’s hairy chest, a peaceful loving sensation fell across her tired eyes before sensual and sexual thoughts began drifting through her mind. The evening had been terrifying and she felt lucky to be alive. The masculinity of the gentle man with whom she shared a bed aroused her and she held tightly to her lover as she drank in his intoxicating scent.
Cheri’s steady exhalations against Jav’s chest were causing his manhood to awaken. He lowered his face to hers and gently kissed her lips and desiring mouth and she surrendered to his touch. Moving slowly down her left nipple, Jav, her blonde angel, licked and ate at the hard brown point until it resembled a ripe cheery on top of a delicious cake. He lowered himself between her legs and lapped and ate before plunging his tongue deep inside of her. Cheri gave herself willingly to this amazing lover. She reached for his hardness and slowly masturbated him, each reaching climax at the same time as the other. Jav never demanded intercourse that night. Their lovemaking was innocent and yet amazingly fulfilling.
Cheri and Jav did not leave the comfort of the bed until late afternoon the following day. They didn’t want to get out of bed and venture into the cold in search of nourishment but they knew the others would return soon, so they reluctantly left the comfort of the king and showered together under a blanket of warm tingling water in the resort’s spacious bathroom. The closeness of their nakedness was too irresistible not to make love again and they continued where they had left off in the bed, though Jav’s reluctance to take her completely confused Cheri. “It is not time, mon Cheri,” he whispered.
By the time the others returned, Jav and Cheri were famished. Jav’s friends had brought a limousine to take them to an historical German restaurant. No one asked about Cheri’s night, nor did she ask of theirs, the women giving knowing looks to each other. Cheri realized that there were some things about which they were not to speak even among themselves. The exchange program had been established to open their minds to other cultures, but Cheri’s mind was bewildered by what was going on around her. Each woman was paired with a specific man, as if they had been assigned or drawn by some sort of lottery. After dinner, Jav announced that the following day they would be attending the chocolate festival, an annual event that drew visitors from around the world. How could anyone possibly resist that?
The premiere chocolate event, as the chocolate festival was known to the world, was held at the old town center. Chocolate retailers and wholesalers from around the world marketed their cocoa products at the fair. Cheri and the other women, each with her own mate or so it appeared, quickly became caught up in the festive atmosphere and exquisite taste of hand crafted chocolates offered by the vendors. Each one was unique, like art, and nothing at all like the mass produced commercialized products that one would find in a supermarket. There were street performers, musicians, and a variety of activities to see and do, with everything and everyone celebrating chocolate. Tents were set up, enclosed booths offering chocolate massages, facials, body rubs, manicures and pedicures. Chocolate sculptures, chocolate body painting, chocolate cooking and eating contests were all a part of this world expo. Cheri watched with great interest the nude performers who danced and rolled around in gooey masses of brown sticky melted chocolates. This was a haven for chocoholics like her. She loved the varieties of chocolates available for the taking. Each vendor was more than happy to offer free chocolates to tempt those who had come to purchase. When they arrived at a life-sized chocolate gingerbread house covered with berries, raisins, and other delicious goodies, Cheri was mesmerized by the sight of such a thing. It must have taken the entire year to make it. A man whose hair, face, and hands were partially covered in a layer of flour stood in the doorway with a broom in his hand, sweeping the interior of the fascinating building. Wiping his hands on his apron, the man extended his hand to shake Cheri’s, handing Jav an invitation to a chocolate celebratory party at his private hangout that evening. They were to be there at ten.
It was close to eleven that night when Cheri and her new friends arrived at a large farm house outside of the city. Jav and his friends never left Cheri and her friends, not for one minute, and Cheri had the suspicion that the men had been hired to be more than their guides or mentors. The parking areas were filled with party goers and loud music blared from the inside of the heated barn that had been especially converted into a party house for the evening’s festivities. The building had been partitioned into a series of rooms that had thick mattresses on the floors where party guests were already in different stages of undress, passionately entwined in varied sensual and sexual positions. Several of the mid sized rooms had queen or king size beds, already occupied by groups of three, four, or five people, enthralled in the heat of passion. A handful of voyeurs mingled around, watching the unfolding erotica. Cheri’s eyes grew big as she realized what this truly was. It was a sex party and it was in full swing. As is the case with nearly every party, there were several exhibitionists dancing on tables and service bars where beers and liquor flowed unceasingly throughout the night. The partiers were fully clothed or half naked and they cheered the dancers and encouraged them to rid themselves of the remaining items adorning their nearly nude physiques.
Jav whispered in Cheri’s ear, “Let me show you something.” She nodded with the understanding that she was to follow him unquestioningly, and he led her to a room with a bathtub in the middle where nude wrestlers were participating in combat in a pool of gooey chocolates. Jav smiled and looked longingly into Cheri’s eyes. He led her to another room where the other couples had already congregated. This room was for human sculpturing. Anybody could participate. All he or she had to do was strip naked and allow buckets of melted chocolates to be poured over his body until he was transformed into a dripping brown liquid work of art. The moving artwork would then proceed to strike a variety of erotic poses while the audience cheered and titillated the live sculpture with erotic fingering, licking, and poking any area of his anatomy. The sculpture now posing was completely sexually liberated and another man was stimulating him to full arousal and finally ejaculation. Then a woman moved forward and devoured his chocolate covered semen as if it were white chocolate. Communal showers had been especially installed for the event, but they also served as sexual enclaves in and of themselves. Couple by couple, Cheri’s group disappeared into the various orgy rooms, but Jav was unwilling to share his prize with anyone. Cheri was fascinated by the party, and although she had been raised by two liberal minded parents, she was surprised at the open sexual happenings all around her.
It was nearly morning before Cheri and Jav left the party alone. “Where are the others?” she asked quietly.
“We will meet up with them at a later time, mon Cheri. It is important that each couple spends time alone.”
His tone indicated to Cheri that she should ask nothing further. That night at the resort, they fell asleep instantly, but they never left the embrace of each other in the huge bed.
The next morning, after only a few hours of sleep, Jav pulled Cheri from the bed.
“What are you doing?”
“Cheri, this is part of the exchange program.”
Cheri tried to open her eyes, but she was running on fumes. At this pace she didn’t know how long she could take this. After much prodding by Jav, and a couple of cups of strong coffee, she was ready to go again. Today’s destination was Heidelberg Castle and it was breathtaking. Once again, Jav wanted C
heri all to himself, so the two of them decided to break from the group and explore every part of the castle ruins. One part of the castle was a long flight of winding stairs, which Cheri presumed led into the castle dungeon where prisoners were kept in ancient times. Although there was sufficient light at the top to see where they were going, it became progressively darker as they descended. It was pitch dark by the time they had descended all of the steps. When they heard sex noises, Jav quietly turned Cheri around and they headed back up the stairs, offering no explanation. To make up for missing a tour of the castle, he suggested they attend a late afternoon Brahms organ recital at Nuremberg Cathedral. They were escorted by a horse drawn carriage, something Cheri had never experienced before. It was fun riding in an enclosed carriage beside this gorgeous man. She felt like Cinderella accompanied by her Prince Charming.
Following the concert, Jav took Cheri to a different hotel.
“Where are we and why aren’t we at the resort?”
“I want you alone,” he said in his Prince Charming voice.
They arrived at a quaint little village on the outskirts of the city and checked into what Cheri thought was an intimate lodging built just for them. Sitting by the cozy fireplace, it seemed that they were alone in the world and it felt good. There was nobody present to interrupt their blissful happiness. Tonight when they shared a bed, their lovemaking would be full and complete. Loving Jav was easy and natural. Jav was content to let things happen slowly, but Cheri wanted this man more than she had wanted anyone. Seated comfortably in front of the fireplace, she leaned against her lover’s chest as he made smooth strokes in her hair with his fingers. Feeling his intoxicating breath against the back of her neck, she tilted her ear to receive his breathing. Jav’s closeness encased Cheri in an aura of indescribable passion, wrapping her in a cocoon of sensuality as she surrendered willingly to her lover’s gentle caresses. Before long, Jav could no longer resist temptation. His sensuous tongue nibbled at her earlobes, sending electric currents down her spine. As he turned her to him, they kissed longingly, prying each other’s lips open as they gave in to their desires. Jav’s manliness overwhelmed Cheri. Passionate kisses pleasured her body, tempting her to surrender her nakedness to Jav’s alluring masculinity. Slowly but surely their dance of love began. Pieces of clothing lay discarded on the floor as they moved with sensual precision to their own rhythmic love tango. Jav’s intoxicating scent held Cheri captive as she was propelled into a state of sexual bliss. Cheri’s lover needed nothing more to slide deep inside of her. She was more than ready to receive him. She orgasmed as Jav took her over and over, satisfying the womanly need in her. They lay together in their sweet contentment as they slipped into a peaceful slumber.