“Oh, fuck!” Veronica thrust her hips in the air, shoving the dildo inside. Her body flushed from the tips of her toes, all the way up her body to her cheeks and ears. She jerked and tensed, her loud moan close to deafening.
For several moments, no one moved. I lie awed by the force of her self-induced orgasm.
Veronica slid the dildo out, and my pussy clenched. I wanted it in me, craved the purple dick more than anything.
“I’m waiting.” Natasha stretched out beside me, her fingers grazing my side.
Click.
I glanced up, finding Veronica at the bedroom door, her hand on the lock. “C’mon, Cara. She pleasured you. Now, it’s your turn.”
I glanced between them, and saw the appeal of the female figure, all of the curves and dips. So much to taste and devour. But that didn’t mean I knew how to get a woman off. “I’ve never done this before.”
Veronica leaned down beside me, her hand on my shoulder. “It’s just like pleasuring yourself,” she whispered. “Only from the other direction.”
My heart raced. Her lips were so close, and I yearned to have them on my skin again. Instead, Veronica leaned over me, her breasts pressed to mine, and kissed Natasha.
“Oh, you taste so good, Cara.” Veronica traced a line down both of our stomachs. “I can still taste you on her sweet lips.”
She slipped two digits inside me and I bucked. After all of the attention to my pussy that day, I still craved more.
“If you want more of this....” Veronica removed her fingers. “Then you’ll go down on Tash.” She slid the same two digits into Natasha. “Oh yeah, she’s ready for you. Just curve your fingers slightly, and glide them in and out.”
My mind whirled. I wanted so much more. Turning on my side, I reached between Natasha’s legs. I could do this.
As gentle as possible, I touched her slippery folds. She felt the same as me, exactly. I eased my fingers inside and cringed, hoping I didn’t hurt her.
“You feel so good inside me, Cara.” Natasha placed her hand behind my neck and pulled me toward her. She kissed me, sucking away my inhibitions.
Our tongues mated, and I finger-fucked her with vigor. She rocked against my knuckles and whispered into my mouth. “More.”
“Just hold on a minute.” Veronica brushed my arm. “You’re catching on, but I want you on your hands and knees, between her legs.”
Without thinking, I moved to the position she wanted me. I slipped a third finger into Natasha, and then a fourth. Over half of my hand was inside another woman.
“Good girl. Now, either lean down and lick that swollen clit, or use your thumb. Make her come.”
Taking a deep breath, I ventured into new territory. I ran my tongue along her pleasure button, over and over. Each sound Natasha made only served to heighten my arousal. Juices dripped down my thighs.
A finger caught one such drop, and I heard Veronica suck it into her mouth. “This is more than I’d hoped for.”
She handed me a dildo, the same purple one she’d used earlier. “Now, use this. Fuck her with this big cock.”
I whimpered, wanting it inside me instead.
Veronica ran her hand across my exposed pussy. “Don’t worry. I have something nice for you, too.”
I couldn’t wait. Switching out my hand for the dildo, I buried it inside Natasha.
She spread her legs open. “Harder. As hard as you can.”
With every ounce of strength, I twisted that thing in and out of her, rewarded by her cries of pleasure.
“And now, it’s your turn.” Holding my hips tight, Veronica pressed something with little give against my folds, an object bigger than any cock I’d experienced before. She worked it into my pussy, inch by glorious thick inch, allowing me to adjust to the monstrous invasion. “I hope you like Mighty Max. The other half is inside me, and let me tell you, he’s mighty fine.”
Fine wasn’t the word. More like fulfilling.
Veronica retreated and pushed in tandem with me. My body simmered as I enjoyed the naughtiest intercourse I’d ever participated in. The fluttering in my pelvis turned into a ball of fire. I gripped the dildo harder and shoved it into Natasha.
“Yes!” she cried.
I rocked between the two bodies, getting high on the electric tension. The climax slammed into me. Jolts of pleasure rocketed through my body. All around me, voices radiated.
Unable to hold myself up any longer, I fell on Natasha.
She held me tight, my head pressed to her ample breasts. “The was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
Me, too. Though I couldn’t form any words, could barely form a coherent thought.
Sometime over the next few minutes, Veronica cleaned us all up and put the toys away. She crawled onto the bed behind me and pulled the cover over the three of us.
With all of the exhilarating experiences of the day, perhaps Sex Boot Camp wasn’t so bad after all. I no longer had a boyfriend, but the sex was far better.
***
Waking up in the arms of two other women was not as bad as I’d expected. I knew once we left camp, I’d likely never see them again. But I wanted to enjoy their warm bodies as long as possible.
Our other two roommates left for breakfast whispering. Though really, who would they gossip to? The rest of the women in the house joined me under the covers.
I drifted off to sleep again, woken up who knows how long later, by the bedroom door slamming open against the wall.
I jolted up and stared at the shadowed figure in the doorway.
Daemon flicked on the light.
“May I ask what you three are still doing in bed?” His seething words came out through clenched teeth.
“Sleeping.” Veronica rolled over and pulled a pillow on top of her head.
He raised his eyebrows. “Must have been some party, Cara. You’re usually the first one up.”
“Oh, it was.” I hugged my knees and rested my head on them. “Would have asked you to come, but married men weren’t invited.”
Natasha pressed her finger to my arm. “Ouch! You go girl.”
“From what I hear, no one else was invited, just the three of you having one big fuck fest.”
Veronica lifted up one side of the pillow. “Mighty Max sure was big. Right, Cara?”
I pursed my lips together and shook my head at Daemon. “This is Sex Boot Camp.”
“Yes, but—”
“What?” Like he had any right to tell me what I could and couldn’t do. “I’m only supposed to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
I laughed. “Well, that’s hardly fair considering you went home last night to fuck your wife after she’d spent the day fucking my former boyfriend.”
“A whole lot of shagging going on,” Natasha whispered.
“You’re pushing the boundaries.”
I expected him to put his hands on his hips and stamp his foot. And what could he possibly do? Send me home? “There are no boundaries here. I can have sex with whomever I want. And I don’t want to have sex with you.”
My gut twisted as soon as the words left my mouth. What had happened to me? I wasn’t that mean.
Daemon’s face flushed. “I thought you were different, Cara.”
“And I thought you were, too.” I couldn’t forget the hurt from learning he was married. “But I guess we were both wrong.”
He slammed his fist against the doorjamb. “Fine. Take the rest of the day off. And you three had better be downstairs and ready to go at oh-eight-hundred tomorrow morning.” Spinning around, he stormed off.
“You sure told him.” Veronica removed the pillow and burst into a fit of laughter.
Natasha joined in, but I couldn’t get rid of the guilt rolling through me.
Daemon thought I was different. Whatever that meant. But why had he taken me under his wing unlike any others before?
I groaned and rolled my eyes. I shouldn’t care. The wedding ring still remained on his finger.
Crawli
ng out of bed, I grabbed my clothes and headed for the bathroom to have a shower. I needed some time to myself, to figure out what I really wanted from the week.
Chapter Seven
Holding his body above mine, Daemon locked his gaze onto me. It was just the two of us, no one around to interrupt our private moment.
“Are you ready, Cara? You’re sure this is what you want?”
“Yes.” I stuttered the single word, but I’d never wanted anyone more. As much as I enjoyed being with Natasha and Veronica, I didn’t crave them the way I did a man, the way I did with Daemon.
The tip of his cock rested at my entrance. I wanted him inside me, all the way, but he’d tied my arms and legs, spreading me open to him. “Fuck me, Daemon. Please stop teasing and just take me. I can’t stand it any longer.”
He stroked my face. “I never expected to hear you beg.”
I sucked in a deep breath, my body tense. Something wasn’t right. There were two Daemons: one about to fuck me senseless, and another kneeling beside my bed. His grin reminded me of the Cheshire cat.
My mind clouded and I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, only one Daemon remained. And not the one I’d hoped for.
“So, you dream about me, huh?”
I groaned and rubbed my wrists. The skin tingled as if I’d really been tied up. “Go away.”
“No, I need to talk to you.”
“It’s the middle of the night.”
He shucked off my covers. “No, just early in the morning. Now, hurry up and get out of bed, or I’ll get a bucket of water.”
I rolled away, hoping I was still dreaming, that he’d disappear like the other Daemon had. “Go bug someone else.”
“Whatever.” He sat on the edge of the bed. “I was going to offer you a chance to leave early. But if you want to stay with me for the rest of the week, that’s fine.”
He stretched out beside me, his hands behind his head.
I considered shoving him off the bed and onto the floor, but my curiosity got the better of me. “Is Braeden leaving early, too?”
“No. As much as we’d love to get rid of him, we want you to have a chance to get home first, decide what you’re going to do.”
“What do you mean?” I rolled toward him and sat up. “What’s he done?”
“Do you really want to know, or would you rather hear my offer?”
“Both.” I already knew what I’d do when I returned home. Move out. Even if that meant crawling back to my parents to live with them for a couple of months until I found my own place.
“Fine.” Daemon stood and headed for the door. “Meet me downstairs in five minutes.” Then he disappeared as if he’d been a dream, too. But I knew he hadn’t. His brief touch stirred my desire far more than the dream Daemon. And he still wore all of his clothes. I hated the control he had over my body. I didn’t want to crave him the way I did. All the more reason to leave.
After a quick trip to the bathroom, I joined him downstairs, wearing nothing but my robe. I parked myself in the chair across from him, didn’t need the temptation of sitting any closer.
“I thought you would have joined me over here.” He winked. “We could play out that dream you were having or even the fun you had with the doll made in my image.”
My cheeks burned. How did he find out? “I was too tired to walk any farther. It’s only five am.” I attempted drowsy, but from the smug look on his face, I don’t think he bought my excuse.
“Well, if you take my deal, you’re going to have to get a hell of a lot closer to me. Intimately close. I’ll finish what I started in your fantasy.”
The heat from my cheeks rocketed straight to my pussy. I needed to learn how to stop his power over me. Nothing would ever happen between us. “Just tell me what Braeden did.” Anything to get my mind off how intimate we might get.
“Let’s just say he doesn’t play well with others. Has a problem with sharing. Remember those cells you saw?”
I nodded, couldn’t get the short amount I’d seen out of my head.
“Well, he’s locked in one now, can watch the others have sex, but isn’t allowed to participate.” Daemon cracked his knuckles. “We can’t have him beating up other guests.”
Good! “Guess this vacation didn’t turn out the way he’d expected, either.”
“No, but I hope you’ve had more fun. Or will have after today.”
A chill shot straight up my spine. “What do you have planned?”
“We’re going to demonstrate different sex positions. And after that, I’m going to take you to a private room and have my way with you.”
I gasped, recalling the dream he’d interrupted. Would he tie me up the way I’d fantasized? I must have become lost in the memory, because he was suddenly kneeled in front of me, pulling open my robe.
“You want me, don’t you?”
“I....” As I stared into his lust-filled eyes, the last of my resistance fled. I couldn’t help myself. “Yes.”
Hands on my knees, he opened my legs and moved between them. He leaned forward and rolled his tongue around my nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Each nip and suck on my sensitive peak sent me closer to ecstasy. The man was such an enigma and for some reason he chose to pleasure me rather than any other woman at camp. With a feather-light touch, he drew a finger along my clit.
“Holy shit.” I thrust my hips off the chair. My body simmered. Need pooled in my core.
“Do you want me, Cara? Do you want me inside you?”
“God, yes!” The onslaught of hunger left me breathless.
“Good.” He folded the front of my robe back over me and pulled the ties tight. “Remember that feeling for later.”
What? “Please don’t make me wait.”
Raising to his feet, he pulled me up against his taut body. I felt his hard shaft on my belly, even though our clothing. I wanted him to touch me, take off his clothes and fuck me, but with his dominating energy, I didn’t dare move.
“If you can wait, I’ll make it that much more pleasurable.” He tucked my hair behind my ear then ran his thumb along my bottom lip. “Tell me, Cara, have you ever had anal sex?”
I gulped. “No.” Yet, if that’s what he wanted to do, I wouldn’t refuse.
“Okay, I promise to be gentle.” After a kiss that left my toes curled, he headed for the door. “I’ll see you in an hour for the next lesson.” And he was gone.
I was tempted to run upstairs and pleasure myself, or even get some help. Instead, I resisted, taking a quick shower and grabbing something for breakfast. I had a feeling I was going to need a lot of energy when Daemon returned.
Chapter Eight
After requesting I strip down to my bra and panties, Daemon used me to demonstrate a multitude of sexual positions. He lay on top of me, kneeled in front and behind, and even held me on top of him, in control. Once, he twisted up our bodies so much, I doubted sex in that pose could be comfortable. Not for me anyway.
The guys from the oral sex lesson returned, along with an extra man so no one had to share, to practice with my roommates. But I found it hard to focus on anyone besides Daemon. With his hard length constantly running across my pussy, I just wanted him to plunge deep inside. The crotch of my panties was soaked, the excess juices running down my thighs. I was so horny from my early morning wake-up, I didn’t care if he took me in front of everyone else. I just wanted to be fucked. Hard.
And then we were alone, in a room I’d never noticed before, far away from curious onlookers, people to judge. A satin sheet was fitted over the mattress, and multiple pillows lay on top. But there were no other sheets, the bed obviously not meant for sleeping.
As I surveyed the playroom, Daemon came up behind me. He slipped his fingers under the sides of my panties and slid the thin wet material off. Then, moving around to my front, he unsnapped my bra, exposing my completely naked body.
My nipples hardened with desire, and cream trickled down my legs. I yearned for him to touch me
again, as I’d imagined. As he’d promised. “Please,” I whispered, meeting his heated gaze.
Placing his hands on either side of my head, he brought his magical lips to mine. His kiss started soft and sensual, but as he walked me backward, his passion flared and he fucked my mouth with his tongue. My head spun. I couldn’t think straight, only aware of the monstrous need to have him inside me.
He backed me against a cold wall. I clung to him, wrapping my legs around his waist, seeking his warmth.
Trailing kisses along my chin and down my neck, he rocked against me. From the strength of his shaft, I suspected he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
“No camper has ever turned me on like you.” He gripped my thighs and pulled me tighter against him. “It’s your vulnerability, your innocence compared to everyone else here. You’re so fuckin’ sexy and you don’t even know it.”
A sob caught in my throat. No man had ever found me sexy. Past boyfriends either claimed my boobs too small, or my ass too flat. “You’re lying. I don’t believe you.”
“This is exactly why you need to be here. Braeden did you a favor. Can’t you see?” He lowered me to the ground and guided me over to stand in front of the full-length mirror. “Everything about you is perfect. You’ve already had two women after you. And I want you more than you can ever imagine.”
“You’re just saying that. When I leave, you’ll still go back to your wife.” A fact that I’d accepted.
“Yes, but I’ve never strayed before. You’re the only one. I want you to realize how special you are. You need to find a guy who knows that, who shows you that every day.”
“Guys like that don’t exist.” I wasn’t in the room for a lecture, and my lust slowly dwindled. “Take me now, or I’m leaving.”
He scooped me into his arms. “You’re not going anywhere. I have too many plans for you.”
After laying me on the bed, he stripped from his clothes, and touched and tasted every inch of my body. With his skilled mouth, he spun me into a delirious frenzy, desperate for completion. He pressed his palm to my mound, tracing a finger around my belly button. “Are you sure this is what you want, Cara? I’m letting you leave today no matter what.”
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