Winter Retreat

Content Advisory: Erotic; Ménage - Male/Female/Male

Today marked day three of the Bracker company retreat. Carmen Rowe actually looked forward to the group hike planned for this evening. Cabin fever set in and she was tired of the lame mixers and being hit on by balding, fifty-year old executives. She stuffed extra socks in her knapsack along with a bottle of water and her thermal blanket. Carmen laced up her boots and pulled a white knit cap over her blonde hair.

She joined the crowd in the lobby of the makeshift resort and blew out an exaggerated breath. Their itinerary outlined a hike into the woods for a campfire, storytelling and a light dinner. None of which appealed to her but at least it would be a different scene. She half listened to the guide with the annoying voice and crossed her arms over her chest.

“What’s up?” Damon appeared beside her and grinned.

She looked up at his face. He always made her a little weak in the knees. He was, by far, the hottest guy working in the IT department. She wouldn’t mind crawling into his sleeping bag.

“Nada mucho. Hoping things get a little more exciting. Maybe a bear will chase that little shit up a tree.”

Damon put his hand on his broad chest and laughed a deep chuckle. “Damn, Carmen.”

She laughed, too. All the girls in the office had a hard on for Damon and he knew it.

“What’s so funny?" Jared walked up to the other side of Damon and leaned around him to look at Carmen.

“Never mind, J. You had to be there,” she answered and tucked her hands into her jacket pockets.

“I always miss the good shit.”

The guide walked toward the door and held it open as people began filing out.

Carmen followed suit and stayed close to Damon and Jared. Once outside, the guide explained that he wanted everyone to be in groups of three and to always know where their buddies were. Carmen looked at Damon and Jared and raised her eyebrows. “You two wanna be buddies with me?”

Jared’s mouth broke into a smile. “Hell, yeah.” Jared, the office clown, had a quick sense of humor, which made up for his lack of physical appeal. He wasn’t unattractive, just average. Damon, in contrast, seemed a God with his shaved head and solid body. He had an I don’t give a fuck attitude and a smile that could melt a girl’s panties right off.

“I’m game.” Damon adjusted his beanie and put his arm around her shoulder. “Let’s do this.”

They followed the guide into the thick copse of pines. The sun began to set and a chill settled in the air. Cold filled the forest, but no snow lay on the ground yet. Snow didn’t fall in Arkansas until mid to late January, and they lucked out with it being late December. Carmen pulled on her gloves, adjusted her pack and fell in step between Jared and Damon.

After an hour of walking, Carmen felt completely disoriented. They twisted and turned through what seemed like ridiculously winding shortcuts. There appeared to be no discernable path and the thought of dropping breadcrumbs crossed her mind.

“Oh, shit,” Jared said, stopping and looking around the forest floor.

“What?” Damon asked.

“My cell phone is gone.” Jared started walking back the way they came.

“Hold on, dude. I’ll call it, and then we can listen for it.” Damon pulled his iPhone out of his pocket. He stared at the screen. “Fuck, man. No signal up here.”

“Damn. I have to find it. It’s full of my business contacts and my calendar.”

“It should all be on your computer. You synched it, right?”

Jared raised an eyebrow. “I was meaning to do that.”

“Are you fucking serious, Jared?” Damon glared at the other man.

“Don’t start fighting, you guys. Let’s take a look around.” Carmen checked her cell phone to make sure she didn’t have a signal and they started backtracking.

“Are you sure you brought it with you?” Damon inquired.

“Yeah. I had it in my jacket pocket. This sucks.” Jared walked ahead of Damon and Carmen.

“What about the group?” Carmen asked.

“We’ll catch up with them.” Damon hooked his arm through hers.

Two hours later they were lost and still hadn’t found Jared’s phone. Darkness had descended and the only illumination was from the backlight on Damon’s phone. Carmen’s phone was dead already.

“I need to rest.” Her legs started to cramp and her mouth was dry. “I need a drink.”

“Okay. We’ll stop here.” Damon unrolled his sleeping bag on the ground and they all sat down.

Carmen shrugged out of her knapsack and brought out the bottle of water. They all took a drink and she leaned forward, putting her forehead into her hands. “What the hell are we gonna do?” The first inkling of panic slithered up her spine.

“Honestly…I think we should just bundle up and wait for the sun to come up. We’re never gonna find our way out of here in the dark.” Jared said.

“Do you have a sleeping bag in that contraption?” Damon asked Jared, eyeing the pack the other man set on the ground.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Well, unroll it. If we huddle together on top of my sleeping bag and cover up with yours, we should be warm enough until dawn.”

Carmen looked at both of them while pulling her blanket out of her bag. “I don’t like this. I don’t camp.” She stifled a yawn with the back of her hand and a shiver swept over her. Her stomach growled loud enough for both men to hear. “Sorry. I’m starving.”

Damon unzipped his pack and brought out a package of trail mix and a sandwich. “I’m not a fan of hot dogs, so I brought my own dinner.” He set the open container in the center of the sleeping bag and tore the sandwich into three pieces. “Eating should help keep us warm. I have another sandwich, but we should save it. Just in case…”

She ate her part of the sandwich and was nibbling a handful of trail mix when she heard the first howl. Carmen didn’t know what it was but the shrill cry chilled her to the bone even more than the biting wind. Her teeth chattered.

“You know…we should strip down to our underwear,” Jared began. “Our bodies will generate and retain more heat if we are skin to skin.”

Damon chuckled. “Nice try, dude. But Carmen is not gonna get naked with us.”

“Actually, I think I’ve heard that before.” She wasn’t completely sure but at this point she felt willing to try.

Jared peeled off his jacket and folded it into a pillow. The forest almost sounded alive with the noise of zippers, buttons, and the rustling of clothing.

“Something is out there.” Carmen peered into the dark as another sharp howl bounced off the trees. Clad in her underwear and socks, Carmen kept a hand over her breasts and fought back the fear that threatened to consume her. She stood up. Her breathing grew ragged and the only thing preventing her from crying was the lump in her throat.

“We can’t stay out here. What if whatever that is comes for us?” She searched both men’s faces, looking for reassurance.

Damon’s hands rested on her bare shoulders. “Carmen, calm down. We won’t let anything happen to you. Right, Jared?”

“Of course not.” Jared’s voice sounded behind her.

Damon gently pulled her into his embrace. “Everything is gonna be fine, sweetheart.”

She snaked her arms around his torso and held onto him. His warm chest against her cheek calmed her some.

Damon’s hand smoothed her hair and massaged her neck and Jared moved in close behind her. His hands trailed down her back and settled on the soft curve of her hips.

“Come on, Carmen. It’s freezing out her. Let’s lay down.” Damon backed out of the embrace and sat down on the sleeping bag. He gripped her hand and pulled her down beside him.

Jared followed them and pressed his chest to her back, covering them with the extra sleeping bag and her blanket.

She looked into Damon’s dark amber eyes. She couldn’t stop herself from kissing his mouth softly. Her hand reached back and touched Jared’s thigh, keeping him close.

Damon’s tongue snaked into her mouth while Jared’s breath came fast and hot on the back of her neck. She was safe, cradled between their warm bodies, they would protect her. A burn started in her stomach and spread slowly through her body until the winter climate was no match for the smoldering fire between her legs.

Carmen closed her eyes and let herself float within the moment; Jared’s lips on her neck, Damon’s hand cupping her breast, strumming her nipple with his thumb. Her back arched, pushing her ass against Jared’s erection. She recoiled away slightly, but he pulled her back to him and reached between her legs. His fingers glided over her panties, grazing her clit, while Damon’s mouth trailed down to circle around her other nipple.

It occurred to her that she shouldn’t let them do this to her, with her, but she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want to stop it. She let them envelop her. Nobody said a word as animal instinct took over. Her panties were slipped off and strong hands parted her thighs. Fingers touched her pussy, parting her lips. She looked down to see Damon crouched near her knees, his eyes staring at her.

She bit down on her lip when he pushed a finger inside her. He spread her lips open and applied his mouth to her; his tongue teased her clit, beckoning it out of hiding.

Jared played with her nipples, pinching and pulling the sensitive peaks. He held her breast in his hand and closed his lips around her, coaxing her nipple to a tight pebble. The sweet pull of his mouth sent an electric current straight to her pussy.

Damon sucked her clit and finger fucked her with slow, deep thrusts. The gentle sweeping motion of his tongue curled her toes and her legs trembled.

Her vision blurred and tiny sparks of light erupted in the dark. With one hand, she pressed Damon’s face against her pussy and dug the nails of her other hand into Jared’s shoulder. Her cries echoed through the woods as her body convulsed and her cunt sucked Damon’s fingers deeper. All the heat in her body liquified and pooled in her center. Her clit throbbed against his tongue as she came. He kept a light suction on her until her hand released its hold on his head.

“Turn over, Carmen,” Damon demanded. He was clearly calling the shots for this escapade, and she gladly let him.

She did as he asked and, on her hands and knees, came face to face with Jared’s cock.

She looked up and he cupped her chin and ran his thumb down her jaw. His blue eyes shone dark with desire. The laughter usually on the tip of his tongue was absent, replaced by wanton lust.

He leaned down and kissed her, biting her bottom lip. His tongue slipped inside and slid over her teeth. He straightened back up and stroked his dick.

Carmen watched his erection grow larger in his hand. She opened her mouth and took him in, sliding her tongue around the velvety, smooth head. Pulling his hand away, she wrapped her fingers around the base of his thick shaft and started a steady rhythm in tandem with her mouth.

Jared’s hands tangled in her hair as he helped her set the pace.

Damon’s fingers caressed her pussy, spreading her silky fluid around her opening and up to her swollen bud.

Carmen couldn’t form a coherent thought. Her pussy ached to be filled and she really wanted him to fuck her.

Finally, his cock rubbed her slit as he teased her with just the tip. He pressed in a little then withdrew.

She pushed back against Damon, silently begging him to impale her while she continued to work Jared’s cock, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum on her tongue.

As if reading her mind, Damon slid his full length into her, stretching the walls of her pussy and she softly bit down on Jared.

He groaned and started fucking her mouth with earnest. She held her lips open for him and he plunged deep, touching the back of her throat with every thrust. The muscles in his abdomen tightened and he moaned, shooting his thick warmth down her throat.

Jared held her head in place for a moment before rocking back on his heels and ran his hands over his face. “Jesus Christ, Carmen.”

Damon’s hands gripped her hips as he slowly pumped in and out of her. She looked over her shoulder and locked eyes with him for a second. Keeping one hand firmly on her hip, his other hand crawled up her back and grabbed the back of her neck, pushing her down against the slippery fabric of the sleeping bag.

His cock slid over her G-spot on every upstroke and she whimpered his name. His pace increased until he was slamming into her, his balls smacking against her ass. He groaned and took hold of her elbows, pulling her upright then down on his dick.

Jared moved in and sucked a nipple into his mouth while his hand reached for her clit.

Carmen held onto Jared’s shoulders while Damon bounced her on his cock. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby. Are you ready?”

“Oh, God,” she panted, feeling the pressure build in her pelvis every time his shaft hit that sensitive spot inside her. She was going to come again.

Jared’s mouth on her nipples sent shockwaves to her lower body detonating her climax. Her pussy clenched and she screamed, her clit pulsing against Jared’s fingers.

Damon grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back while he drove deep and growled into her ear. His cock throbbed, spilling his hot release inside her. His forehead leaned on her back and he kissed her there.

She collapsed against Jared’s shoulder and he put his arms around her.

Completely spent, the three of them slept soundly, their nude bodies nestled together. When the sun broke through at dawn, they gathered their belongings, dressed, and started out to find their way back; the tall, hulking Damon on her right and the sweet, funny Jared on her left. There was a silent understanding that what transpired in the cold, dark of last night, would be forever kept between them. They held her hands while they winded down the mountain and she spotted the smoke spiraling up into the air from the chimney of the lodge.

Look for Melissa's next short story on January 21, 2011.

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~ Melissa Ecker ~

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