The Sauna (Closed for Ariosto & Arioso)

[Arioso]

OOC: Deep breath...okay....take the plunge for your first thread, girl...

This will be a closed SRP for Arioso and Ariosto...no, we're not the same person...

IC: Lisa Riviere, 35, manager of Thistlewood Lodge


Lisa sauntered down the gravely, dirt path that led from the main lodge to the lake front. Her arms swung easily, a full water bottle dangling from one hand and towel draped over her other arm. She hand a flashlight clipped to a caribiner through the belt loops on her shorts. On most other nights, she'd need it to navigate the path, but tonight....tonight was glorious. A full moon bathed the entire region with pale light. She hardly had to squint to see her way.

The lake was beautiful. Framed by thick, summer foliage, it glittered and sparkled with reflected moonlight. She grinned to herself. Who needed diamonds? A lake was a girl's best friend.

Life was good. She loved her job as manager of the Thistlewood Lodge, a rustic resort up in the Catskills that attracted an even mix of tourists from the City, hikers, and hunters. There was a night manager, so it wasn't like she was on-call 24/7, and that meant she was free to enjoy one of her favorite perks of the job.

The sauna.

It wasn't impressive to the eye. Outwardly, it looked like a dilapidated wood shack with a narrow chimney. And the old wood-burning stove inside had certainly seen better days. The lodge's owner had been talking about replacing it for years. But to Lisa, this was a little piece of heaven.

She opened the door, set down her towel and water bottle in the vestiary, and grabbed several logs from the wood pile. Opening the inner door to the sauna she set the logs down by the stove, went outsie to retrieve some kindling, and set about building a fire. When she was satisfied that the stove was on its way toward getting piping hot, she went back to the vestiary and stripped off her clothes.

Climbing up to an upper bench, she stretched out directly on the smooth, fragrant wood planks. A deep breath....mmmmm, it smelled so good in here, so fresh and woody. Squirming to get comfortable, she tossed her long, dark hair over her head, dangled one leg over the edge of the bench, and propped her hands beneath her neck. She could have been Huckleberry Finn daydreaming by the river rather than a naked woman in a rapidly warming sauna.

With a smile on her face, she exhaled deep sigh and relaxed. She wasn't expecting any company...it was after midnight, and guests were usually asleep by now. Not that she would be embarassed or anxious if someone showed up -- she'd been using the sauna for so many years, she had no shyness about nudity in here.

So it startled her, though not to the point of covering up, when she heard noises out in the vestiary....

 

[ariosto]

Jack Mahan wasn't lost. No way was he lost...
He knew the lodge was damned close...somewhere really damned close.

He'd arrived late in the day. His aged Citroen...noble car...wheezing into the parking lot after several anxious moments on the road north from the City. It hadn't failed him...his only friend in a cold dark world.

His last show had bombed...no it was worse than that. His last show had been a catastrophe. Bruce had called to tell him that his contract wouldn't be renewed and would he please come and get his 'crap' out of the gallery by the end of the month.

After 9 years of strugling for recognition as a painter and running through the family inheritance Jack was facing the hideous prospect of having to work for a living!

He'd come to Thistlewood often with his family as a boy and the fuzzy warm memory of the place had called to him like a siren in his hour of travail.
Mitzie Bronwyn, his girl of the moment agreed to look after his East Village flat and feed his cat Murph for a few days while he went into the rustic hinterlands for solace and renewal.

He'd thrown his bags onto the bed and gone for a walk in the sylvan woods.
And he wasn't lost!
It had gotten dark before he knew it was all, and that moon did nothing to help. Every tree looked like every other. Shadows twisted and overlapped...
Oh shit.
He stood still, he was going around in circles and had been for two hours.
He sniffed..what was that smell?
Woodsmoke?

Yes!...He followed it like a houndog on a rabbit trail and soon came to a dillapidated wooden shack with smoke curling up from a stovepipe chimney and no windows...none at all.

He shrugged and swung open the door...

 

[Arioso]

He Looked Like Hell

After several moments of listening to the muted sounds of someone shuffling out in the vestiary, Lisa reluctantly roused herself from her sweaty repose. They'd never had a problem with theft at the lodge before, but there was a first time for everything. It was probably nothing, but it wouldn't hurt to investigate.

And just when she had worked up a good sweat. Her thick, silky hair clung to her neck, dampened by the steam, and all over her body her skin glowed.

Wrapping herself in the soft, white, terry bathtowel that she'd hung on a hook just by the inner door, Lisa lifted the latch and stepped out to the entryway.

There, staring at her things piled on the changing bench as if he'd never seen women's clothing before, was one of the guests who had checked in that afternoon. She racked her brains...what was his name....ah, yes...Jack Mahan.

He looked like hell.

Concerned, she stepped toward him and laid a hand on his arm, holding the towel closed with her other hand.

"Mr. Mahan? Is everything all right? You look a little dazed."

And that he did. His posture suggested a deep, bone-weariness and he just stared at her for several moments, speechless.

Poor guy. He looked like he could use a good, long, relaxing sweat in the sauna himself.

 

[ariosto]

The heat hit him in the face like a hot wet barber's towel as soon as he stepped into the room.

*Good God!* what was this place!

A woman's clothes were piled haphazardly on a wooden bench, as though they'd ben torn from her body. The steam curling from under the door across the narrow room and drifting up like ghostly white plumes from Vesuvius in the moonlit chamber had him wondering if he'd entered the vestibule of hell.
His hand was on the doorknob and his heart was already back in the now not so scary woods, when the steaming door burst open and a frightening, shapeless silhoueted figure emerged.

'Stay BACK!"
He yelled, raising his hands to ward off evil.

"Mr. Mahan? Is everything all right? You look a little dazed."

He squinted...
It was Miss Riviere wrapped in a bulky towel and sweating like a....

"Maybe you better sit down."
She gestured to the bench.

He slid her bra over and did, with a deep sigh of relief, finally realising he was sitting in the sauna that his parents had tried to get him into every year they'd come up to Thistlewood.

"Miss Riviere...uhhhh...what a surprise?!"

Was his smile as artificial looking as he feared?

"So this is the sauna. I'm glad I finally found it."

 

[Arioso]

Sweating like a whore in church

Lisa bit her lip to suppress a smirk.

Glad he finally found it? His enthusiasm could hardly be more underwhelming. He looked like a man who'd rather be anywhere but here but was trying his hardest to be polite.

Which was sweet. A true gentleman then: tired, disoriented, finding himself in an uncomfortable situation, and he was still trying to be courteous.

So, she decided to give him an out.

"Yes, this is the sauna...It's a good place to relax if you need to," she agreed, offering him a warm smile. "Of course, if you're just exploring the grounds, I hope you didn't have any trouble finding it."

He seemed to be relaxing a little. Understandable...the heat and the steam could be deliciously hypnotic. His eyes wandered around the small, enclosed space and Lisa guessed that he was satisfying his curiosity about this little shack.

"No, no trouble," he assured her, perhaps a little too quickly. "I love a good walk in the woods."

There it was again...that uneasiness. Well, that was her cue to give him a little space. Perhaps he was a little embarassed at encountering the same manager who'd checked him in, fully clothed several hours ago, now wearing nothing but a towel.

"Then you've come to the right place," she said, her lips curling to reveal an open, sincere smile. "Well...unless there's anything I can do for you, I'm going to get back in the sauna before I cool off too much. You're welcome to join me if you like."

Again, an uneasy grimace. "Well, the thing is, I don't have anything to wear in there."

Hmmm....how to navigate this one? She might as well be honest.

Fixing him with a steady gaze, she acknowledged, "I don't either."

With that, she opened the inner door to the sauna and stepped in. As she reached to pull the door shut behind her, the towel slipped away, revealing her hourglass figure, a blend of soft, curved hips, gentle swell of pink-tipped breasts, and smooth belly.

It had been a stupid, flirtatious impulse; indeed, Lisa wasn't sure what had made her do it. But she hoped she hadn't made matters even worse. And after all, perhaps he hadn't seen more than a faint silhouette through the steam.

 

[ariosto]

He was already warming up to the situation when the towel dropped. Now he began to boil.

Jack Mahan might not have known an oak from a maple tree, but he sure knew a fine ass when he saw one.

"Hey wait!"
And he started through the door.

"Clothes outside please."
Came the steamy voice from the steamy room.

"Oh yeah."
He was out of them all in less than seven seconds and groping blindly into the roiling murk.

"Yep that's me Mister Mahan."
Lisa gently removed a large hand from her thigh.

"You can sit right across from me, or...."

Jack took the 'or' and was soon seated, his naked thigh a strategic 2 inches from hers, on the rough stone bench.

What do you say to a naked lady, you've just met in a sauna in the middle of the woods?

"Do you come her often Mrs Rivers?"

"It's Miss Rivieres, Jack and I've been known to come here more than once."

Ponder that one Jack old boy...

 

[Arioso]

Lisa was glad that the steam and dim lighting helped conceal her smirk.

Do you come here often?

Indeed! What was up next? What's your sign?

Actually...Lisa was already feeling what was "up". Her libido.

The sauna had a way of stirring that inner sensuality, with its heat and cloying steam and secluded atmosphere. Add to that the fact that Mr. Mahan had a certain...charming attraction...and he seemed to be interested...

Seemed? How long did it take to figure that one out, Ms. Perceptive? He was out of those clothes in half a heartbeat.

Still, he was a guest. She'd have to use at least a little finesse. Regardless of all the jokes about eager male anatomy she'd ever heard, the men she'd met had never come with a flashing neon sign that proclaimed, "YES! Throw me to the floor and ride me like a banshee, baby".

Pity, that. Lisa knew she could be a little slow on the uptake at times. Still....she was in the mood, and this one definitely seemed worth the effort...

"You look a little tense," she murmured to her companion in sweat. "You must have had a long drive up today. I've been told I'm not too shabby with a massage. If you'd like, I could try to relieve a little of that tension."

Mr. Mahan squirmed slightly and seemed to be searching for a reply. When he didn't say "no thanks" right away, she decided to up the ante a little. Climbing to the bench just above them, she moved behind him so that his neck and shoulders rested in the V between her thighs. Without a word, she let her palms glide over the smooth expanse of his shoulders, mapping the terrain, before she squeezed his warm flesh in her hands and began a slow, deep massaging rhythm.

OOC: Mon cher Ari, I'll be out of town until Monday night or so. Will take indecent liberties with you when I get back, luv.

 

[ariosto]

*Ohhhh, now this is nice.* Jack thought, leaning back into the warm sanctuary of her thighs while her skilled hands worked into the muscles of his shoulder and neck.

*Very nice.....* He was beginning to drift...
*NO!*, Jack mentally shook himself, this was an opportunity not to be wasted!

"Ahhh, your reallty good at that. Where did you learn it?"

She laughed, "I had a lover once, who demanded it as foreplay before sex."

That brought him around.
"Demanded? You don't seem like a person that can be demanded to do anything."

Her hands slid down his chest, fingers touching his nipples, and her voice dropped low, became as steamy as the steam.
"Depends Mister Mahan on whos demanding."

His hands reached up of their own accord and slipped over her own, he leaned his head far back until it rested against the soft swell of her mons. She was looking down at him over full breasts beaded wet with the heat and tipped with tempting rosebuds waiting to be sucked...
"I'd like to make a small demand then, if you don't mind."

 

[Arioso]

A foot massage?

Well, yes, as demands went, it was rather small, but his feet certainly weren't.

However, the poor guy did say he'd walked them a little sore, trekking around in the woods this afternoon.

"Very well, Jack," Lisa agreed, gently easing him out from between her thighs and nudging him to stretch out on the bench. "But this will be easier for me if you're on your back."

Her lips curved in a coy half-smile at the flash of heat that that phrase elicited in Jack's eyes. Well, I never said I wasn't a huge tease...

Seated on the bench near his feet, Lisa scooted closer so she could rest them in her lap. As she gripped one ankle and began a firm, sensual massage of his sole, his other foot rested against the springy patch of dark curls between her legs.

When she kneaded the tension out of a particularly sore spot in the arch of Jack's foot, the toes on his other foot twitched involuntarily and he moaned in pleasure. However, the slight motion flicked his toes over Lisa's clit, summoning her own, throaty moan in reply. It felt good -- damn good. For a split-second, her hands paused as she let the delicious shivers run through her. Then she resumed massaging his feet.

At one point, when she'd switched to his other foot, he jerked and let out a whooping laugh.

"Hoo hoo haa aiii...sorry, that tickled," Jack apologized.

Slowly, he removed his big toe from between her pussy lips, where it had somehow landed out of his tickle-twitch response.

Lisa's eyes slipped shut and she exhaled breathily. That felt nice...but she sure as hell wanted something more than a big toe.

She moved up to straddle his thighs, her damp curls lightly teasing Jack's now-swollen sac, and continued her massage, letting her hands glide over his quads, his hips, up to his pecs and shoulders....everywhere but where she wanted to touch most...

...although she had to work pretty hard to miss it. By now, Jack's cock was doing its damndest to get her attention.

 

[ariosto]

How could she not grab that big throbbing cock and jerk it off! Oh God! if she wanted to give him a massage, to hell with his feet and even his chest, it was that poor twitching pole that needed her skills and attentions...
Okay maybe she needed a hint...a little stimuli...

Jack smiled up at her, reached out, grasped her hand and clasped it around his raging erection...The fingers of his other hand found and softly pinched the coral tipped nipples that were swaying so provacatively close to his lips.

"This place has sure improved since I was here last Miss Riviere."

"Call me Lisa, Jack," She said throatily, leaning closer and giving his cock a reassuring squeeze.

He wondered if there was an aphrodisiac in the steam, or if there was a hidden x rated world of saunas he'd been missing all these years.

She moaned deliciously as he pulled, and stroked her nipples, applying more pressure as he drew them to his mouth...

Her hand was moving now...long smooth strokes from his tightened balls to the wide soft head of his glans...He wondered with all this heat if this was the way Vesuvius felt just before it erupted!?

She'd maneuvered herself,,,with his help...to a point where her tender tips were within easy nibbling distance...

"May I, Lisa?"

Her hair was a waterfall all around his face...
"May you what?"

He had the expression of a little boy with a brand new toy.
"Swallow your tits or at least try?"

 

[Arioso]

Lisa

Heat.

Body heat. Animal heat. Sultry heat. Wood scent steam tingling over her skin heat. She could feel it seeping into her, loosening her muscles, releasing that inner minx that wanted to writhe and bite and suck....

Slowly curling her pelvis and rubbing her pubic mound against that thick, beautiful cock springing up from between Jack's legs, she gazed at him and let an inviting smile radiate across her face.

"Swallow them? I don't know about that," she purred. "But I'd love it if you'd suck my nipples between your lips and circle them with your tongue. The feel of soft, wet licks making them stiff and hard....mmmm....oh, yes, Jack, that would be nice."

Lisa saw the heat flare in his eyes, felt his hands tighten around her breasts and it sent a shiver down her spine; he was definitely in the game now.

She rolled her hips, ghosting soft curls along his proud shaft and easing him between her moist, tender petals in one fluid motion. Her nether lips fanned out over his rigid flesh as she began to rock against him very gently....tempting...inviting...

Her voice dipped even lower. "But if you really want to see a wild woman, Jack," she brought her mouth to his ear and took the soft flesh of his earlobe between her teeth, "Then bite them."

Jack let out a hiss as she gently pressed her teeth together and tugged.

With the swollen tip of his cock gloved by her pussy lips and nudging its way into her slick channel, Lisa began to sway her hips, feeling him brush against her tender walls as she moved.

"So," she murmured, releasing his earlobe and kissing his neck just beneath his ear, "Does that answer your question?"

She didn't care whether he answered her with words or a growl or by latching onto her breast and devouring it like a suckling babe. All Lisa knew was that she wanted to feel every inch of this man, to wrap herself around him and fuck until they burned.

 

[ariosto]

Outside an owl was hooting to the big full moon, inside bathed in steam and boiling inside, Jack was getting ready to fuck the manager of Thistlewood Lodge...

The soft head of his cock is inside her hot passage and she's teasing him outrageously...bite her nipples?, you bet he'll bite her nipples and much, much more!
She begins to move on him, twisting and sinking very slowly on his iron hard shaft. Tight and hot around him, delicious burning, itching sensations escalating...escalating...
Fingers close on nipples...pinching, rolling them...pulling them till he hears her moan.
Jack smiles and with no warning, tenses his thighs and ramshis cock, all nine thick inches of it up straight up Lisa's vagina.
She gasps and fallsforward clutching for his shoulders and flattening her breasts against his chest.

"Ready for a ride Lady?"
His words drip like hot wax in her ear...

"Oh god...."
He's moving inside her, buried to the hilt and twisting, grinding his pole into her...
"Yessssss......"

He pushes her away, pushes her back until he can see her body, see her mounted on his lap, imagining just how deep he must be,
behind the smooth tan skin of her belly.

"Hold your tits out for me Miss Riviere."

He was no longer the poor lost camper. Jack was again on familiar ground and relishing everysecond.

He pushed himself deeper into her sex..was it possible!..deeper...

"Hold them out, raise them for me..I'm going to play with them while we fuck."
He smiled and his teeth looked bright and sharp as razors.

 

[Arioso]

Yessssssss. Finally.

Jack was a man after her own heart. Or other parts of you, sweetie. Not afraid to say what he wants and mean what he says. Someone who understood that sex was pretty much the best damn thing on earth and who knew how to savor it.

Good.

Except for one minor detail...

"Nnngggaaahhhh," she groaned, low and deep as she rose up on his cock. "Jack..."

Her voice caught in her throat momentarily as she sank back down and felt him plunge into the tender reaches of her pussy.

She moved her hands up her torso...fanning her fingers out and gliding her palms over her belly, rubbing suggestively until she reached her soft, firm breasts.

"It would be my...ahhh...pleasure to hold my tits up for you to suck," she murmured shakily as his cock drove into her wet depths...over...and over... "but if you keep calling me Miss Riviere, I'm going to start...unhh...going over room rates or....yesssgodthere...rattling off check-out times and local attractions."

Jack arched an eyebrow at her and gave a firm, forceful thrust of his hips, angling his cock just so, sliding his full length over that magical spot that could make her see stars. He answered her playful challenge with a clear signal that he knew how to duel quite well, thank you. It sent tongues of flame coursing in waves through her slick channel and summoned a gulping moan straight from her gut.

He meant business.

Flushed and shining with sweat, Lisa scooped her full breasts in her palms and began to massage them, squeezing and caressing as she sat astride his cock. She ran her hands over the gentle swell of flesh, catching her dusky pink nipples between her fingers and pinching them. Slowly, she leaned forward, fondling her tits as she held them out for Jack to play with.

She didn't care who led and who followed. This was a game they were both going to win.

 

[ariosto]

Pursing his lips tightly, Jack sucked the tender nubbins into his mouth, one at a time, flattening them between his hard sharp teeth. He felt Lisa tighten at the touch and smiled to himself...another turn on for the Lady eh?...well good.
Drawing the dusky points even deeper he began a soft chewing action, that seemed to make her crazy. Crazy that is if her finger nails biting chunks out of his shoulder and the fiery shuddering of her cunt as he drove his cock into it like jack hammer into it, were any indication at all.

His hands dug into her hips and he pulled her down tight on his steely erection. She struggled to rise, to continue her frantic 'ride', but he held her tight, grinding his hot throbbing pole even deeper while his mouth and teeth played cruel games with her breasts...


Neither of them was capable of noticing the quiet entrance into the sauna's anteroom of big Sven Larsen, Thistlewoods resident
physical trainer and a man who had lusted after Lisa Riviere for the past two seasons.

From the small round window in the door, he could make out the
writhing forms inside..make them out well enough through the steam to know who they were and what they were doing!

*Fucking slut!* He thought, holding it back from him and giving it to that jerk from the city.

He yanked out his turgid meat and began to jerk off as he contemplated further action...

 

[Arioso]

Sweetfuckingmercy!

"Oooohhhhhhh goddddddd," Lisa's breathy moan melted into the thick, cloying steam of the sauna.

Jack was doing wicked things to her nipples, torturously keeping her balanced on a razor's edge between begging him to stop and begging him to bite just a little harder. And his firm grip held her close, denying her the freedom to arch up and ride his cock as she was used to.

No, he held her body just where he wanted it. He clasped her tight and close as he drove his raging cock into her hot, slickened depths. Fucking her. Arranging her as an artist might pose his model, with his vision set on creating not a breathtaking tableau or sculpture, but a fleeting, precious taste of ecstasy.

In the end, her arms trembled as she struggled to gain purchase on his sweaty, powerful shoulders while he continued to devour her engorged nipples like a man possessed. Her hardened, fleshy peaks burned in exquisite agony beneath the sensual torment of his mouth, sending flood after flood of feminine desire through her pussy.

Soon, she was swooning from the rich, pungent scent of sex. Thick, musky perfume saturated the steamy air, surrounding them, seeping into their pores, drawing Lisa mind, body, and soul into the raw, animal instinct to fuck, to mate, to lay herself open to the relentless force of the male claim.

She writhed on Jack's cock with wild abandon, groaning out her pleasure, "Yesss.....nnghaaah! God yes!! Fuck me...ooohhhhh, right there, yes!"

Her eyes squeezed shut and her face grimaced in primal abandon as the gentle waves of pleasure that had been building deep in her belly suddenly shuddered to a crescendo. The first ripples of her orgasm fired through her pussy and she clamped down hard around Jack's thick, pistoning cock.

"I'mcomingohgodJackI'mcoming!!" she cried out, squeezing his shoulders hard enough to leave bruises.

 

[ariosto]

His mouth was filled with taught hard nipple and warm soft breast flesh....he sucked and bit down, afraid to lose the precious bud, willing it to give the sweet liquid of it's bounty to him. A shrink had once said he had an oral fixation and he was damned proud of it...
He went from one flushed, straining orb to the other and back again, teasing, nipping, licking, kissing and oh yesssssssss...delicious, wonderful sucking.
She liked it. She liked it a lot.
Lisa was doing her best to press her firm round tits right down his throat...Oh God, but this was fine!

Now she was strung tight and tense around him, now they were slipping into a steam filled dream of animal arousal...her body shuddered and arched...he released her ravaged breasts to look up into her face and see there the cascading wave of pleasure as it engulfed her...engulfed him....

*A DEEEP HARD PENETRATING THRUST...hold it...hold it!*

She cries out, her nails rip into his shoulders....
Jack holds her tight, not allowing her to move and grinds his thick cock even deeper into her spasming passage...

*now...now...NOW!*

"I'mcomingohgodJackI'mcoming!!"

And she did.
And he did.

No holding back..he released her and she fell forward, pumping herself up and down his gushing erection...He was filling her with cum, hot thick cum, exploding inside her...
Strong arms around her waist, feeling her release, matching it with his own...

There was no way they could have heard the door open and seen the tall naked figure of Sven slip into the room.

The first they knew anything was wrong was when a big meaty hand closed over Lisa's shoulder and a deep voice said...

"My turn now Miss Riviere...you don't want this to go to waste do you?"

She turned so fast her lips brushed the fat, weeping helmet of the
trainer's out-thrust cock.

 

[Arioso]

The game's afoot

Startled, Lisa opened her mouth to protest the rough manhandling she'd suddenly encountered. But the instant her lips were parted, Sven thrust his angry, swollen cock between them and began fucking her mouth with a slow, simmering rage.

In that instant, Lisa realized several things.

Firstly, she understood exactly how slow she was on the uptake where men were concerned. She'd thought that Sven had accepted her explanation for turning down his advances: as his supervisor, she could be accused of sexual harrassment if they were to get involved (hey, it wasn't just a man's game any more). Apparently, she'd been horribly naive. Regardless of the circumstances, it seemed that a male sex-drive was still....well, a male sex-drive.

Secondly, she was acutely aware of the fact that she was still astride Jack's cock, and though he'd spent himself in her pussy, his erection hadn't fully subsided.

Thirdly -- to her astonishment and no small embarassment -- she could feel exactly how aroused her situation was getting her. She had instinctively swiveled toward the perceived "threat" when Sven's hand had clamped down on her shoulder, and her sensitized breasts now brushed against his firm quads, keeping her nipples painfully, deliciously hard. And when Sven threaded his fingers through her sweat-limp hair and forced her head to stay right where he could pump his dick into her mouth, it sent a shiver through her. Even though Jack had just brought her to an explosive orgasm, Lisa felt a renewed flow of moisture gathering in her depths.

All of that happened in an instant...or perhaps it was minutes. She wasn't sure. The heat of the sauna was taking its toll. It wasn't advisable to stay in the sauna much longer than an hour, and Lisa knew she and Jack were probably approaching that limit. Both her mind and body were lethargic.

Thus, to her horror, it slowly dawned on Lisa that she wasn't struggling at all. Weakly, she brought her sweat-glistened arms up and tried to push Sven away. But her efforts were pitiful. If anything, it made him quicken his strokes.

He chuckled darkly as his meaty staff drove relentlessly against the back of her throat.

"Not such a proper, professional office manager now, are you, Lisa? Is this all it takes to bring out the slut in you -- a little heat? Well, you're going to wish this little secret had come out sooner...because now, you're going to make up for a lot of lost time."

 

[ariosto]

*Who the fuck is this guy!* Jack thought as the blonde giant emerged from the steam to ram his cock down Lisa's throat.
Had it all been arranged?..was the lady this kinky!

He couldn't quite make out all the details from his position, but if she was resisting the oral assault then it seemed a damned weak effort. If anything it she appeared to be turning on to it big time. Her pussy, creamy slick with her last orgasm was contracting tight around him like she was wanting to have another one!
Well okay, he might have spent a gallon already but his prick had the notable feature of staying good and hard for quite awhile after a climax. She wants to be double teamed, fine...go with the flow.
His hands dug into Lisa's hips and jerked her down at the same time he thrust himself up hard...she made a muffled moaning sound around Joe Atlas' cock which Jack took as an encouraging sign and he began to pump it into her in earnest.

Then he heard...
"Not such a proper, professional office manager now, are you, Lisa? Is this all it takes to bring out the slut in you -- a little heat? Well, you're going to wish this little secret had come out sooner...because now, you're going to make up for a lot of lost time

*Wait a minute!*
Maybe this wasn't planned... was this a grudge thing?
Suddenly he lost his confidence and with it his erection...
"Err ...Lisa is everything allright?"

"Nooo....." She gasped. "Noooooo..."

*That son of a bitch!*

"Get out of here you ass hole!"
But Jack, pinned under Lisa, was in no position to enforce his words with anything physicaly convincing.

Larsen laughed...
"You go on, keep fucking her Mister Mahan. We can both enjoy Little Miss Cocktease."

"Wait!...both of you."
Lisa's was almost breathless, her voice ragged.

"We have to get out of here...been in the steam too long. You know that Sven, we have to get out."

With a growl the big man released her.
"Come on both of you we can finish this outside. It's a nice night and Lisa, don't get any fucking ideas, we aint finished by a long shot."

 

[Arioso]

A Decision Made

"No, Sven," Lisa said softly but firmly, her mind racing through all that had happened in the past few moments...and what was still to come.

Sven's eyes flashed at her menacingly, but as he opened his mouth to speak, she clarified, "We won't finish this outside...we'll go back to my cabin."

It had been hard for her to say.

However, several things had influenced her decision...not the least of which was consideration for Jack. He shouldn't have to get caught up in this mess, and the hike back toward the cabin area would give him an out.

Besides...if Jack had been wandering around out there in the middle of the night, who knew who else might stumble down to the lake and find her in a compromising position.

Sven stepped toward her, resentment still simmering in his eyes but fading rapidly, and gave her a slow, sly grin. His fingers gripped her chin and tilted her head up toward his.

"Good girl," he growled before devouring her mouth in a swift, hungry kiss.

"Hold it, hold it...wait one fucking minute!" Jack's exasperated voice came from behind them. Lisa's shoulders slumped. "Why the hell didn't you tell me you were waiting for your boyfriend in here? What was this...some sort of sick joke on the guest?"

"He's not my boyfriend!" snapped in frustration at both of her male companions. Sighing, she added, "Let's take it outside, boys. Some of us have been in here too long."

She ignored the muttered "what, can't take the heat?" and strode out of the sauna, through the vestiary and into the night, intending to have a quick rinse off in the lake before toweling dry and donning her clothes.

But two bodies followed her into the water....

"If he's not your boyfriend, then what the hell is this about?" Jack asked, honest frustration and confusion evident in his voice.

Lisa turned to answer him and found herself speechless. Standing there, waist-deep in water and bathed in silver moonlight, Jack looked magnificent. His firm, masculine form rose up out of the lake, glistening with rivulets of water that ran down his chest and arms in way that she envied. Remembering exactly what he'd felt like...what his cock had felt like driving in and out of her....her heart thumped with a sudden, irrational desire to be one of those rivulets.

She shook herself. "I don't know," she muttered. "Believe me, I was as surprised as you were. Ask Sven."

"Oh, this is rich!" Sven let out a curt laugh. He, too, stood waist deep in the lake, barely two feet from her, so close that Lisa could feel the heat radiating from his strong, sculpted physique. "This guy isn't your boyfriend, either, but you fucked him easy enough. What the hell was that about?"

"What makes it any of your business?!" Lisa retorted sharply, her patience wearing thin. God, when had her life become so complicated?

Hands on her hips, she glared at Sven and continued, "Yes! I like sex, okay? It means I'm not dead yet. But I can't go around sleeping with people I technically supervise -- I could get sued for harassment, and so could the owners of the lodge. We're up in the woods -- not a lot of locals for me to meet, unless you cound deer and badgers, and that's just yuck! So it doesn't leave me with many options...and if a good-looking man who's only registered for two nights thinks I'm attractive enough to make a pass at me, why the hell shouldn't I take him up on it?"

Throughout her increasingly impassioned outburst, Lisa could see a bemused, knowing grin slowly stretching across Sven's face. It only increased her exasperation. What was she missing here? He was practically laughing at her...she wanted to ask if she had something stuck between her teeth or hanging from her nose.

Sven drew nearer, until he stood chest-to-chest with her. In a deep, masculine chuckle that made her shiver to her core, he asked, "How long have you been rehearsing that mantra? You probably believe it, don't you?"

"Wha--- ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Lisa's words caught in her throat and melted to an incoherent moan as Sven gripped her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and gently began twisting them...slowly stretching them out as he pinched and pulled.

"You act like you've got it all together...yeah, you say you like sex and you don't apologize for it....fine....but then you act like you have no choice in how you get it...like you can't ask to be touched," Sven's voice wove a seductive, erotic web around her as he continued to toy with her straining buds.

"I can't," Lisa insisted softly, even as her mind, body, and soul were screaming I want.

"Can't what? Be touched?" Sven mocked her. "That's the line you've been selling me for two seasons. Know what? I finally figured out it's a load of crap. You want to be touched."

Unseen by Lisa, a brief look passed between Sven and Jack, who stood behind her. Then, Sven dipped his head down to suck a nipple into his mouth.

Lisa moaned straight from her depths.

But what really made her shiver was the feel of Jack's big, sensual hands on her shoulders and the whisper of his breath in her ear.

"Just how much do you want to be touched, Lisa?"

Her mind was singing out all manner of answers to that question, but her mouth wasn't terribly adept at the moment. All she managed to squeeze out was a soft, breathy, "Please..."

 

[ariosto]

Lisa arched back against Jacks chest, her body was hot, tense. Over her shoulder...ivory shoulder in this blue moonlight, he saw Sven's shaggy blond head bending low over her breasts...he could hear him sucking.
Christ! He'd only done this once before a long time ago when three of his classmates at SVA joined him in a gangbang with a rented blonde whore.
Did Lisa really want this?
The way she was trembling...breathing, maybe she did.
His hands slipped around her, over her smooth taught belly and down into the water, into the warm delta between her legs. She moaned and pressed back against him...his cock was rigid again and the feel of her firm ass grinding against it was sending very hot messages to his eager libido.

Sven's big hand was crushing her right breast...his lips and teeth were teasing, tantalizing her right. His enormous erection was hot against her belly, pressing...throbbing. He jumped back as he felt Jack's hands sliding down to her pussy...

The water was nice...but this was a bit awkward for a threesome.
Larsen raised his head and smiled. Lisa's face was alive with passion, he slowly licked her lips.
"If it'll make you feel anybetter...I Quit. I'm not your employee anymore baby...Now old Jack and me are gonna ring your chimes all night long...right Jack?"

"Oh hell yes....can you do us both Lisa?"
He was biting her earlobes, his cock grinding against her ass, his fingers massaging her clit...
'
"Yesss..." she gasped.

"Let's go to your cabin then Miss Riviere...I think it's that time."
Sven's lips crushed hers and his tongue slid into her mouth as Jack thrust his prick between her legs until it touched his fingers on the other side...

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At the cabin door, a dim 40 watt light cast the three in mellow light and shadow.
Lisa had managed to regain some objectivity on the short walk from the lake.
She turned around and faced them...
"Okay guys..this night stays a private affair between us. It's only a dream....understand?"

They both grinned and nodded...overeager adolescents.
Her hands closed over their cocks, both still hard sprung steel.
Sven's was bigger all around, but Jacks was thick and with a most interesting arc to it.
Truth be admitted, she wanted to suck them both till they came.
She squeezed tight...two big cocks, just for her...yummy.

"Are you ready for me boys?"

 

[Arioso]

Not surprisingly for someone who relished the sensual draw of the sauna, Lisa was a very tactile person. She liked to touch...to savor textures against her skin....to sample the feel of someone...

Sexually, this meant mapping the territory...getting a "lay" of the land, so to speak. And one thing she'd come to love about men was the uniqueness of their cocks. She wished every insecure adolescent out there would finally discover the secret: if all cocks were identical, if they were all the proverbial (and unworkable!) 15" long and 3" thick, the world would be a pretty boring place. Lisa loved all the variations that spiced up the male body.

So she spent several minutes learning the differences between Sven's and Jack's cocks. This promised to be the kind of night that she wouldn't soon repeat...so she wanted to relish every minute of it.

Her hands slid along two, swollen lengths, reading the curves and ridges with her fingers, like a blind woman reading braille. And she learned more than just how thick Sven's cock was, or how elegantly Jack's arced up from his engorged balls. She attuned herself to responses -- how Jack twitched when she circled her fingernail around his weeping tip, or the way Sven's breath hitched in his throat when she massaged his heavy sac.

For several, quiet, hypnotic moments, the focus of Lisa's entire world closed in on cultivating a sensual rapport with the firm, eager staffs that were going to play such a big role in a night of unbelievable pleasure. Not teasing...just...getting acquainted.

Since she'd already seen exactly what Jack could do, it was Sven she turned to first when she was ready to move things forward.

She'd tell him later that he didn't need to quit his job. Somehow, they'd find a way to work together without getting hung up on this. But for now...

...now, her eyes flashed hot with temptation, daring him coyly as she slowly rubbed her breasts against his chest, grazing her stiffened nipples over his. They weren't Miss Riviere and Mr. Larsen, manager and physical trainer...they were just male and female, two partners in a primal attraction.

Sven grinned knowingly, rested his large hands on her hips and bent his head to claim her mouth in a hot, wet kiss. Lisa's tongue entwined itself with his, a serpent seducing its mate...

After a few moments, she broke off and slowly sank to her knees...kissing her way down Sven's muscular chest as she went...sucking his nipples...flicking her tongue in his navel...nipping briefly at his hipbone...

When her face was level with his rampant cock, she closed her lips around it and began to suck. Sven moaned, soft and low and long...he'd been waiting two seasons to feel this.

Jack stood back a few feet, uncertain about how and when to jump in. A menage a trois wasn't exactly a gangbang, but he knew he had a role to play in the action. But for a few moments, all he wanted to do was stand there and watch Miss Riviere working her hot little mouth over Sven's cock. His cock throbbed at the sight of her head bobbing rhythmically over the shaft...in and out...

When the temptation became too great to resist, Jack knelt behind Lisa and began running his fingertips along her back, caressing her from her shoulders down to the soft swell of her ass as he kissed and nibbled at the nape of her neck.

Lisa rewarded him with a satisfied moan....and reached behind herself to clasp Jack's throbbing cock in her hand.

 

[ariosto]

When they'd gone into Lisa's cabin, instead of flipping on the lights, she'd quickly lit several scented oil lanterns, which gave to the bed room a golden, rustic glow and a woodsy smell...campfires burning in the night..it was almost pimeival.

She knelt on the floor, a floor with several soft throw rugs scattered on the wide pine hardwood boards, she knelt there in the soft lantern glow and sucked Sven's cock.
In the deep chiarascuro of the lighting it didn't seem quite real. But the big man's heavy breathing and the delicious sounds of Lisa's lips working on his cock were real enough and so was Jack's throbbing erection.
He studied the tableau before him wondering how to work into it gracefully and finally knelt behind her running his nails up and down her back...she shivered at his touch, reached behind and took him in her hand. Her fingers were warm around his shaft, gently squeezing... Oh God but it felt good.

Sven's hands were in her hair, digging into her scalp as he thrust into her full lips. She was taking a little more of his huge member each time and had managed by now to have more than half of it deep inside her mouth and throat...there was barely room for her tongue to move around it. He smiled to himself...*well, well, look at Miss Riviere down there with a mouthfull of my cock.*

"Suck it baby."
He whispered.
"Take it all."

As for Jack, ever the artist at heart, he was fantasizing images of this scene...what a painting it would make...he'd surely like a camera right now.
He felt Lisa's hand slip from his cock as she reached up to fondle Sven's heavy balls.

Okay...let's try this then...
Mahan lay on his back on the floor and slid under Lisa's haunches until his mouth was in just the right place and raising his head a bit he began to lap at her sex. She was hot already and very wet. Jack's tongue swept the dew from her labia and teased her swollen clit from behind.
The reaction was instant. Lisa shudderd and squirmed down on his face, gluing her tasty pussy to his mouth. She began rubbing her sweet slit slowly back and forth over Jacks' upthrust tongue.
His hands, now unemployed, strayed south to grasp his own lonely cock and began to pump it with eager intent.


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No one of course, saw Jimmy Stoddard and Becky Groves, two of the camps youngest guests as they slipped up to the bedroom window and peeked in.
"I told you something was going on" Jimmy whispered, "I saw them in front of the cabin and she was jacking them both off"
The teenager had been nursing an aching erection ever since he'd spotted them, coming back from a midnight swim in the Lake.
Becky stred wideeyed and unbelieving, her hands white knuckled on the window sill.
She'd never even had one man, or boy...if you didnt count the time she'd let Bobby Simms show her his erection last summer and play with her breasts...
Wow! Two guys on Miss Riviere...awesome.

"Did you bring the camera?"

She slipped it into Jimmy's hands.
"It's daddy's new digital...you wont need a flash."

 

[Arioso]

At the first, sensual swipe of Jack's talented tongue along her slit, Lisa shuddered and paused momentarily in her worship of Sven's cock. Oral sex had never quite done it for her before...well, at least, not receiving. She'd had lovers who'd gone down on her before, but they'd sort of breezed through it, more intent on shoving their cocks inside her.

But what Jack was doing felt fucking hot. There was something different about the way he was licking her...he was slowly devouring her wet lips and sucking on her swollen clit as if he had nothing on his agenda for the rest of the week other than the exploration of Ms. Lisa Riviere's cunt. As if he enjoyed it. That made all the difference.

That...and their situation. Although Lisa was still feeling just a little inadequate -- she'd never done this before, and worried that she wouldn't have the creativity or the stamina to satisfy two men at once -- it was turning her on like nothing ever had.

It had her flushing hotter than she had in the sauna. Rich, feminine nectar flowed freely as Jack tongued her intimae depths. Lisa eagerly rocked her slit over his tongue, finding a rhythm that soon sent steady waves of pleasure pulsing through her clit.

Jack kept stroking his rigid shaft, growing harder with each brush of Lisa's tender, rose-petal lips against his face. The lady definitely wasn't shy about humping his mouth! It was a shame he wouldn't be able to capture any of this and save it for future enjoyment...but hey, he could live in the moment.

Especially with her scent saturating all of his senses.

Lisa had renewed her efforts on Sven's massive cock, slowly working her mouth further and further over his length. Then she heard his low whisper:

Suck it baby. Take it all.

There was just a hint of a dangerous edge to his murmured command. A slight shading of anger beneath the lust, an intensity that spoke to a long-standing frustration. Lisa knew there was no real dislike there...truthfully, Sven was a pretty decent guy, friendly, and a favorite with the guests. She was still pretty slow where men were concerned, but she had a sudden insight that it must be satisfying for him to see her on her knees, sucking his cock like a wanton slut, after she'd held him off for so long.

And he wanted her to know exactly where she was...and what she was doing.

As the idea took seed in her mind, Lisa shivered at how arousing, how goddamned sexy it made her feel. She'd never liked the word.

Slut. Slut.

But now it was turning her on. She was going to get fucked...and fucked...by two men who wanted to test every sensual limit in her body...and Lisa wanted every minute of it.

With that thought driving her, Lisa took hold of Sven's thighs, relaxed her throat, and in a single, smooth stroke swallowed his entire cock right down to his balls. She moaned, as if savoring a delicacy, and raised her eyes to his as she did so. A silent promise.

You want me to be your slut for the night, baby? Then I'm going to make your wish come true.

Letting go Sven's thighs, Lisa cupped her breasts in her hands and began rubbing them against his legs....slowly teasing her thick nipples over his skin. Her eyes stayed fixed on his as she suckled his cock.

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Outside in the night shadows, Jimmy Stoddard lined the scene up in the digital camera's viewer and pressed a button to capture his first shot. This was too fucking incredible.

"Let me see it! Did it come out?" Becky whispered, leaning toward him with eager curiosity.

As the camera stored the image, Jimmy held it out for her to see. Crystal-clear on the small screen was an erotic tableau that could hold its own on just about any hardcore website: Miss Riviere with her mouth wrapped around one guy's dick and sitting on another guy's face.

 

[ariosto]

Sven knotted his rough fingers in her hair, pulling her onto him, nearly choking her on the thick throbbing shaft of meat he was trusting into her mouth.
"You like it rough don't you....bitch."
He didn't hesitate on that last word, he'd realised from the beginning that his boss probably had a taste for rough sex. He was good at spotting that desire even in the most prim and proper woman.

She wanted to be treated like a slut...she yearned for it. Okay, so be it...
"Lick my cock baby, suck my balls...come on do it!"

Dutifully, Lisa emptied her mouth of the huge erection and began to lick it, her tongue tracing the heavy veining that twisted up the throbbing shaft...her lips closed over the heavy nodes of his testicles and began to suck...his cock was jerking wildly in her hands...


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Jesus Christ...
Jimmy whispered next to Becky, whose hands were shaking as she tried to focus the camera on the action.
"Look at the size of his pecker!"

Becky was looking all right, her panties were damp and her hands were trembling...what would it be like, she wondered.

She made no move to halt the progress of Stoddard's hands as they slipped under her Camp Thistlewood t-shirt and began fondling her firm young breasts...


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Jack loved eating pussy and was quite content to masturbate himself to orgasm while doing it. He wanted her to climax though...wanted his mouth to bring her off..as soon as he felt that shuddering release, he'd let himself go....but not yet.
He squeezed his cock hard...wait..wait...
His face was warm and dripping with Lisa's arousal, she was hot as hell, taking it from two guys was many womens fantasy. He wasnt a shy type afterall, he'd be happy to partner Larsen in this. Her cunt was sliding over his open mouth, his tongue licking, thrusting into her from clit to asshole ass she rocked wildly on his face...she was creamy, she was wet she was close....
He could hear what Sven was saying easily, could visualize what was going on even if he couldn't see.

"We're both gonna fuck your brains out all night long slut."
In that the big blonde guy was speaking for both of them.

 

[Arioso]

Lisa was swooning.

Jack's tongue was doing wicked, intoxicating things to her pussy, and she wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. And it made her wonder, dimly, through the haze of erotic stimulation clouding her mind, if she'd gotten in over her head. Her cunt was surging with juices, slick walls already trembling on the verge of wild release, but Sven wasn't anywhere near finished. Either he had a level of stamina she'd never encountered in any of her lovers, or she was doing a miserable job.

Redoubling her efforts, she lightly raked her fingernails over Sven's taut thighs and ass, teasing him while she suckled hungrily on his balls. Her tongue laved his warm, swollen sac, feeling the tight, firm nodes inside roll against her lips.

However, Jack was too much for her. He was damn good at eating pussy -- his mouth was relentlessly sucking an orgasm right out of her. With a sudden, exquisite shudder, Lisa felt herself cumming in his mouth, showering his lips and tongue with the intimate juices he'd been steadily coaxing her body to yield to him. A deep, satisfied moan rose up from her churning belly as the pleasure washed through her.

For several moments, all she could do was clutch at Sven's thighs, disappointed that she didn't seem to be doing anything for the robust, virile trainer, who was still rock hard and painting her face with wet streaks of precum that leaked from the tip of his cock.

As she slumped against Sven, caught up in a toe-curling orgasm and grinding her juicy cunt over Jack's face, Jack let go and pumped his cock hard and fast until he felt his balls draw up tight. With a sudden heave, they sent streams of his pearly seed shooting out through his cock.

Sweat-slicked hair clinging to her face, her eyes still half-shut in blissful abandon, Lisa renewed her focus on Sven's raging shaft, licking and suckling the rigid flesh with desperate ardor. Dammit! She was going to make him cum even if it took her all night. There had to be a way she could please him with her body -- she wasn't that bad!

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Outside, Becky Groves was dripping wet and hotter than she'd ever felt before. Already a sophomore in college, she was a little self-conscious about the fact that she was still pretty inexperienced when it came to sex. And now here she was...not only spying on three people having sex together....but she was letting Jimmy Stoddard feel her up, and enjoying it.

Their parents had been dragging them both to this place ever since they were kids. Most of that time, Becky had just thought of Jimmy as this annoying pest who liked to try to gross her out or tease her about not being able to keep up with him because she was a girl.

But now...his hands on her breasts felt really good. Becky liked them there...and....

She shivered and let out a soft gasp.

His hands were sliding underneath the thin cotton of her bra and brushing over her tiny, hard nipples...