“I think you’re ready,” Rodgers said.
Two seconds later, Rachel felt his cock pressing against her anal opening. Then he was inside.
“Ohhh…” she groaned as Rodgers slid into her forbidden passage. Sparks of pain shattered her spine, mingling with waves of pleasure rolling over her. Pleasure-pain was her new favorite thing. “Oh yeah,” she breathed when Rodgers buried himself to the hilt.
“God you’re beautiful,” Joe said, settling down in front of her, crossing his legs.
She smiled at him, wishing he’d touch her. Arching her neck, she gave him a full view of her breasts. “Touch me,” she said.
Rodgers pulled partway out of her ass and then, with one hand pressing down on the small of her back, he began to fuck her. His movements were slow and controlled and continuous.
Rachel began to shake, the burning stretch of her ass transferring to her weeping pussy. She wanted to scream her ecstasy, but her orgasm wasn’t quite there yet. It was building, coiling like a cobra at her core.
Joe scooted forward until he was inches from her. He reached beneath her, rubbing his palm against one of her bouncing breasts. “Is this what you want?”
She nodded, her throat tight. Rodgers was groaning behind her, his rhythm increasing. Her ass was growing hotter, the friction of his cock thrusting into her, creating intense heat. Joe reached both hands beneath her and captured her nipples with his fingers, pinching. That was all it took. Rachel screamed. “Oh, God, yes!” Then she convulsed, her body overrun by the most powerful orgasm she’d had to date.
“Holy shit,” Rodgers said, then he rammed deep into her, all the way to the hilt, filling her ass with his warm seed.
Joe continued to roll and pinch her nipples as she rode out the orgasmic storm. “Keep coming, baby. Keep coming.”
Rachel could barely catch her breath, her heart hammering in her chest. Her creamy juice coated the inside of her thighs while her face grew hotter than she’d ever felt it. Rodgers pulled back and out of her ass, and she began to come down.
Joe stopped toying with her breasts and smoothed his hand over her forehead. “Are you okay?” he asked, a look of concern etched in his eyes.
Rachel cleared her throat. “I’m more than okay.”
Twenty minutes later, after they all had rehydrated with bottles of water and dried the sweat from their bodies, the three men surrounded Rachel. She was sitting on a small bench only big enough for her. Joe stood in front of her, the other two at her sides. She looked up at Joe, placing her empty water bottle on the floor beside her.
Joe had a heated look in his gaze, and she knew he was thinking about fucking her again. She could tell by the way his dick pointed straight at her.
“I think it’s time for some real bonding,” Justice said. Chains rattled behind her. “Give me your wrist, Rachel.”
She raised her left arm. Justice fixed a leather strap around her wrist. It had a chain dangling from it with another leather strap at the other end. After he secured her wrist, he pulled on the chain, causing her to lower her arm, and attached the other leather strap to her left wrist. The chain was short, making her lean over. Then Justice did the same to her right. She was completely immobile, unable to move her arms and her legs except for a few inches.
“That looks really hot,” Joe said. “I want her mouth this time.”
Rachel fought the urge to smile. She still couldn’t believe she had waited this long to experience this much pleasure. She had been young and silly. These men had nothing more in mind than making sure all of them had a great time, and when they were through, they would be bonded together more intimately than most married couples. “What do you want me to do?” she asked, unsure of how they wanted to position her. She was leaning over, her elbows resting on her thighs. There wasn’t much she could do at this point.
“We’ll carry you,” Rodgers said.
The three of them lifted her and carried her back to the mat in the middle of the floor. Placing her on her back, her legs were straight up in the air, her arms stretched up toward her ankles because of the shortness of the chains. Justice lifted her shoulders slightly, placing a wedge beneath them so that her head was lifted off the mat. Then he stood and reached up toward the ceiling. He tugged on a string that she hadn’t been aware of, and two chains dropped down from hidden places. They were about six feet apart, gleaming in the dim light. Justice took the first one and, using the fastener at the end of it, attached it to the metal ring on the leather strap at her ankle where the other chain hooked. He did the same with the other one. Now her arms and legs were spread wide, opening her pussy for all to see.
Without words, the men moved into different positions. Joe swung his leg over her, settling himself over her chest, his cock brushing her bottom lip. He inserted his thumb in her mouth and pulled down. She opened eagerly, her appetite for him still not satisfied. He raised up on his knees and guided his dick into her mouth. She closed her lips around his shaft and undulated her tongue, giving a little moan. Then Joe began to move, gently fucking her mouth.
Rachel timed her breathing to his thrusts, but when she felt a tongue swipe over her clit, she jerked, scraping her teeth along his cock. She shuddered, closing her eyes as whoever was eating her pussy began to suck her clit just like she was sucking Joe’s dick. It only took a few minutes and a beautiful, warm wave of pleasure washed over her as she came into the mouth at her cunt. Joe kept his rhythm, not done with her mouth yet. The mouth at her pussy licked her, sending tiny shocks into her pussy with every swipe of his tongue as he licked her clean. Then his lips closed over her clit again, pulling at it while fingers invaded her dripping pussy. She sucked harder on Joe’s cock, the chains that held her rattling as she jerked with each new pleasure shot. Another mouth latched onto her right nipple, teeth scraping. She arched toward it, and the hot mouth closed over her peaked bud and sucked, hard.
Rachel groaned, Joe above her, breathing heavily. His hands captured the sides of her head, and he thrust forward, his cock pulsing as he shot into her mouth. Her throat worked as she swallowed his warm seed, her body swirling with sensation as the other two mouths sucked and ate at her. Joe pulled out of her mouth just as she came yet again, her muscles rippling like waves. “Oh, yesss…” she crooned, the chains rattling in a sensual music. With a smile on her face, Rachel hoped this day would go on forever.
It took almost an hour for Joe to regain his composure and be able to perform again. During the time the rest of the group waited for him, the three men managed to bring Rachel to orgasm two more times using just their mouths and hands. She’d been finger-fucked in her pussy and her ass, had every drop of her cum licked from the folds of her pussy, and her nipples had been sucked so hard she was sure they would be permanently peaked. Then they had unchained her to let her lie on the mat and rest.
“I have no idea what time it is, but I think one more round is all Rachel will be able to stand,” Justice said.
“I agree,” Rodgers said. “What do you have in mind this time?”
“Why don’t you get the inflatable mattress? We’ll go for the finale.” Justice smiled crookedly.
“What’s the finale?” Joe asked, placing a hand on his hip.
Rachel listened to the conversation, lying on her side with her hand tucked beneath her head. What in the world did they have in store for her now? Whatever it was, it had to be good to be called the finale.
It only took Rodgers ten minutes to get everything in position. Joe laid down on the large, inflated mattress and beckoned to her. Rachel crawled onto the mattress and swung her leg over his hips, straddling him. He smiled up at her, the sparkle in his eyes the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. Rachel shifted her hips, rubbing her pussy against his swollen cock. He grabbed her by the waist, urging her to lift up. She knew exactly what he wanted. Lifting up, she came down on his cock, impaling herself on it. He fit so nicely in her pussy, and in this position, he was as deep as he could get.
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nbsp; “All right, men,” Justice said, climbing onto the mattress. “Let’s fuck this woman like she deserves.” With that, he moved behind Rachel and pushed her in the middle of the back, causing her to lean over Joe.
Rachel gasped when Justice spread the cheeks of her ass and entered her ass, the head of his cock slick with some cold, thick substance. Joe reached up and stroked her breasts, not moving his hips. Justice eased into her ass, burying himself to his balls as Rachel breathed evenly through her mouth. Then Rodgers got into position, his knees on either side of Joe’s head, his cock bouncing against Rachel’s mouth. She opened her lips and he surged forward, all the way to the back of her throat. She struggled to catch her breath while the three men who filled her waited. Once she got her breathing under control, they began to move.
Fire crackled over her skin, three cocks fucking her every hole. Joe rammed his hips up as Justice withdrew from her ass. Then Rodgers moved in and out of her mouth with timed strokes while holding her head in place with his hands. A tangle of arms and legs, the men groaning as they invaded her body, the scent of sex filling her nostrils…all of it drove Rachel to the edge. She came, her ass and her pussy both milking the cocks buried in them as she sucked harder at the one in her mouth. She wriggled with pleasure, and Joe rolled her nipples between his fingers while she rode the wave of orgasm halfway across the ocean of sensuality.
As she began to come down, the three men continued their assault, increasing the intensity. Their thrusts became more powerful, their fingers digging into her flesh to hold her in position. The pain caused by their force sent her to heaven again, and this time, they all joined her. Creamy cum flowed into and out of her body, coating them in the lotion of passion. Soft moans and sighs filled the room, hers joining them when Rodgers pulled from her mouth. “Oh, oh, oh…” she breathed, the pleasure threatening not to stop. She jerked, her throat working as another wave raced down her body.
Justice pulled from her ass, smoothing his hand over the round globe of one cheek. “Wonderful,” he said.
Rachel collapsed on top of Joe, burying her head between his shoulder and neck. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. “I love you, baby,” he whispered. “I love you.”
Chapter Nine
“Are you ready?”
Rachel turned to find Joe standing behind her. “Give me just a minute.” She gave him a quick kiss and turned back to the picnic basket she was in the middle of packing. She had slept late this morning, spending the night cradled in Joe’s arms. After yesterday, her body felt as if she’d had the most intense workout of her life but yet, she had a feeling of stillness and calm inside. It was as if her life had just been completely filled with people who cared for her and also, one in particular, who loved her. It couldn’t get any better than this. She tucked the cheese snacks into the basket and closed the lid. “Ready.”
They set out on the walking path that led through the woods, Joe carrying the picnic basket while Rachel had a plaid blanket thrown over her arm for them to sit on when they found the perfect spot.
Rachel breathed in deep, the scent of pine filling her lungs. She really did love this place, the woods and the outdoors ready for her to explore any time she wanted. It sort of reminded her of home. It was almost one in the afternoon, and the sun was streaming through the trees in gleaming shafts of light. Birds sang brightly, and squirrels chattered as they did their acrobatic tricks in the upper branches of the trees.
Joe took her hand in his, squeezing it. “Beautiful day with a lovely girl by my side. Now I really don’t want to leave.”
Rachel laughed. “You’ve got until later today. You’ve got to go back to work tomorrow.”
“I know. I really like my job, but I like being here with you more.” Their shoes crunched on the stones and fallen leaves on the path. “I’m going to be lonesome when I go back to the city.”
“You can always come back to visit. It doesn’t have to be for a bonding camp.” The path curved, and they came upon a small clearing. “This looks like a nice place.” She walked a few feet off the path and shook out the blanket, placing it on the ground. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s just fine.” He set the picnic basket down on one corner of the blanket then slid his arms around her waist. “I really do love you. You know that, right?”
Rachel looked up into his bright, green eyes, and her heart swelled with emotion. “I love you, too.” There was something about this man that had instilled itself in her heart so fast she didn’t know what hit her. Maybe it was his down-home sort of ways or his quick smile, but it didn’t matter. She loved him, and it wasn’t like any love she had experienced before. This time it felt like it would last forever. Not some schoolgirl crush.
“Sit down, Rachel. I want to talk to you about something.” Joe guided her to the center of the blanket and helped her to sit. Then he joined her, sitting beside her.
Rachel tucked her legs beneath her. “This sounds serious. Is everything okay? Have I done something wrong?” Her stomach jittered, a nervousness beginning inside. What could possibly be wrong? Hadn’t they just declared their love for each other?
“Everything is fine. It’s just that I want to get a few things straight, that’s all.” He took her hand in his again, rubbing his thumb over the back of it. “Bonding camp is something very new to me. I’d never heard of it until I came to work for Cane, Moss, and White. And I like it. I think it does make for a better work environment if everyone is bonded together in the most intimate way. What I want to get straight in my head is how it affects our relationship.”
“What about it concerns you?”
His brow furrowed, seriousness cloaking his face. “I know Justice and Lauren are married and both of them continue to participate in bonding camp. Then there’s Morgan and Grace, too. They don’t seem to be affected by the fact they share intimacies with other people outside their marriage.”
Rachel shook her head. “No, it doesn’t. They’re perfectly fine with it. Sharing intimacies with others doesn’t diminish what they feel toward each other.”
“That’s what I want to discuss with you. Do you want to continue to participate in bonding camp?” His eyebrows rose, his gaze intense.
Rachel tilted her head. She wondered exactly where this conversation was going. “Now that I’ve finally lost my inhibitions, yes, I’d like to continue exploring my sexuality. I don’t want to backslide into what I was before. I’ve just found that I can let myself go and enjoy myself during sex. Is that going to be a problem for us?”
“It’s not if you don’t mind me continuing to join in on bonding camp once in a while.” He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
She smiled at him. “I don’t think anything will affect our relationship as long as we’re honest with each other.”
A smile broke over his face like a sunrise. “I’m so glad to hear that. You know, I love watching you come, whether it’s for me or with someone else. The look on your face, that pure ecstasy, is so beautiful.” He cupped her cheek in his hand. “Your beauty has come to full bloom in front of my eyes. There will never be anything so special to me. Unless…you’ll agree to marry me.”
Rachel’s heart skipped a beat. “Are you serious?”
Joe barked out a laugh. “Yes, I’m serious.”
She burst up from her sitting position and threw her arms around him, knocking him backward. Landing on top of him, she rained kisses down on his face. “Yes, yes, yes!” she said in between kisses.
Their laughter rang through the woods, bouncing off the trees. When they finished laughing and rolling around on the blanket, celebrating their new commitment, Joe pulled her back up to a sitting position. “Now that we’ve got that settled, let’s eat.”
Rachel slapped his chest playfully. “Ruled by your stomach, are you?” She opened the picnic basket, happier than she’d ever been in her life. She handed him a chicken sandwich. “Where are we going to live? When should we
tell the partners?”
Joe took the sandwich from her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “We’ll work it out, don’t you worry. You and I together can do anything.”
Rachel looked into the beautiful green eyes of the man sitting next to her, and her heart bloomed with love. “You’re right. Let’s just enjoy the moment and worry about the rest later.”
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Christelle Mirin loves a good story. Her love of reading led to her writing career. She writes every chance she gets, including carrying a notebook along with her to her regular job just so she can jot down notes and plotlines. Christelle lives in Ohio with her husband, son, two dogs, and once in a while, her grand-dog. She has two daughters who live in nearby states and one granddaughter who she loves dearly. Living along a river, Christelle’s family enjoys the water, whether boating, Jet Skiing or just sitting on the bank and relaxing.
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Also by Christelle Mirin
Ménage and More: Bonding Camp 1: Bonding Camp
Ménage and More: Bonding Camp 2: Morgan’s Protégé
Ménage Amour: Transference
Siren Classic: Finding Home
Ménage and More: Selling Secret Weapons
Ménage Amour: Answering Her Desire
Ménage Amour: Emma’s Heart
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