Camp Jameson (12 page)

Avery raised both eyebrows.
“You’re a hopeless romantic through and through aren’t you?” Avery reached down
to pick a long branch of pink and white blossoms from beside us. He leaned
closer to me, our eyes locked in a stare. “Close your eyes, Aria,” his sultry
voice said.

I hesitantly closed my eyes. I
felt the gentle caress of soft silk brush across my forehead. Then he trailed
downward over my nose and I inhaled, smelling the sensual scent of the wild
orchids. I tilted my head back and he traced the petals gently over my lips and
down the length of my neck. And then it was gone.

“Aria. Or as Mr. Darcy would
say, Miss Aria,” he said in a seductive voice. My eyes fluttered open to his
heated stare.
Oh my.
That sent quivers down my spine. Suddenly, I could
imagine him saying my name as he cried out in an orgasm and it left me
breathless.

“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 stepped 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.