The Meeting Point (19 page)

The alarming image of Hazel being fisted flashed much too easily into Lena's mind's eye, and she tried to shake her head free of it. The stranger's sinewy digits sliding on up, stretching and easing their way in until the girth of the knuckles became too much and the woman squirmed on her bindings trying to coax and expel the invasion at the same time. No matter what Lena did to banish the thought, the mental image of the man's forearm pumping up and down as he knelt behind Hazel would not leave. Lena clamped her pussy shut, trying to banish the arousal that was now seeping out and down her legs. Memories of being suspended from chains in The Wasp's chamber flooded back and that divine first time when she'd been taken front and rear by her two lovers sitting next to her in the undergrowth.

“Are you wet, Lena?” Mae asked, licking her lips.

Lena gave in and nodded.

“Do you like the thought of watching a tied up woman be fisted by her lover?” She'd done it again, the little bitch. Made Lena feel guilty and aroused at the same time. Why did the two go so hand in hand while they were together? She looked over and saw Angelo grinning hard while his package bulged.

“That's enough now, Mae,” he said, obviously sympathetic to Lena's embarrassment, but lust was creeping over his face and his plump, ripe lips twitched in that way they did when he was horny. His tongue darted out and licked a sheen of saliva onto them, making them look unbearably kissable.

Lena swooned a little into the mossy floor then crawled over Mae's lap to get to his sexy pout. He stooped forward to meet her and ate her mouth hungrily, tongues writhing and tasting as if for the first time. Lena's was on all fours over Mae's lap and her breasts swung, nipples brushing against the fabric of her top as it hung loose and low, exposing her at the front. Mae trailed her hand up the back of Lena's calf then thigh, resting her palm on Lena's buttocks. Lena bucked back a little, urging the woman's touch to probe further. With her right hand, Mae reached to Angelo and took his cock from his wrap, milking him slowly as if in time with the kissing going on above. Lena felt devoured and wanted to be the woman between the trees, bucking and twitching like a fish on a line. Growls were coming from both their throats as they hungrily kissed on and Mae finally scissored her fingers into Lena's aching cunt.

Lena shuddered as the ramming and stuffing from behind got deeper and fuller and she imagined what Mae was trying to do, stretching and twisting, trying to make way and push right in. It was arousing and invading, and her pussy fought against it, causing friction all the way up inside, tearing spasms of orgasm from her.

“Oh my God, you're coming already?” The delight in Mae's voice tipped Lena right off the edge and into the sweet oblivion of climax. Her cunt collapsed and fluttered and pulsed around her lover's hand and that strange space flooded her unconscious. Smells of hot, aroused bodies permeated her being, and she sensed Angelo was close too as the pumping increased and the kissing became frenetic. She was still riding the wave of her orgasm when she felt the hot spurt of come splatter onto her tits. A final after-surge glowed through her and she suddenly found herself floating half a meter away from the older couple now fucking between the trees.

“Shit!” she squealed, and in a flash she was back with her lovers.

“What? What is it?” Angelo broke free from the kiss and caught her face in his hands. “You're pure white, what happened?”

Lena was quivering as Mae slid out of her and shuffled to sit in front of her. Lena leaned forward and pulled back the curtain of foliage to see the couple ashen-faced, looking all around themselves.

“Damn, were we too loud?” Mae sniggered and moved toward the gap to give them up in surrender.

“Wait, no, it's not that.” Lena caught Mae's wrap and pulled her back. “I think they do that transcendent thing.”

“What the bloody hell are you going on about?”

“Well, something Deborah was telling me about breaking through their bodies and meeting on a different plane.”

“Really?” Mae rolled her eyes then poked Lena in the ribs. “What do you think, Angelo? Is our girl in a big sex trip because of my expert ministrations?” She sat back on her heels and rubbed her head on Angelo's chest like a cat.

“I think she might be,” he said. “And she's not the only one.” Mae smiled up at him as he ruffled her hair.

“No, I'm serious.” Lena gulped back her hesitation. “I think I can do it too.”

 

 

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go and introduce ourselves,” squealed Mae.

Lena was surprised and delighted at both her lovers' quick acceptance of ultimate unity. Angelo reasoned that it was the perfect explanation for Hazel's incredibly accurate internal compass that had brought them there. Lena took the hand that was offered by Mae to go out into the clearing and find out who Hazel had been hiding.

The woman was still being untied when the group approached them from behind. Angelo cleared his throat to announce their arrival, and the pair jumped in fright, the man instantly defensive.

“Who the fuck are you?” he snarled, and Lena felt the blood drain into her feet.

“I could ask you the same thing,” Angelo growled back and pulled himself to his full height, looming toward the whippet-thin, naked man.

Hazel shook off the last of her bindings and hurriedly tried to calm the situation.

“Birch, it's okay. These are my companions. Calm down.” She placed her hands on each of his shoulders, and the twitching in his jaw slowly subsided. “This is Lena, Mae, and Angelo, the clockwork butterfly maker I was telling you about.” She looked to the trio. “And this is my partner, Birch.”

The stranger's stance softened, but Lena felt Angelo stiffen with tension.

“So you're the one who betrayed them?” he said through his teeth, taking a step forward, his muscles flexing in his arms.

Mae shot a quick glance to Lena, with a half smile at the display of masculinity. Lena resisted the urge to try and stop what was brewing. She couldn't deny, it was quite a turn on to see these two males oozing testosterone before them. Mae reached over and squeezed her hand excitedly.

Birch kept eye contact with Angelo, but bowed his head in slight submission. “Yes. That's me.”

“Very brazen of you to be here.”

“I don't think so.”

“Sorry?” Angelo's face darkened, and he pulled up again in readiness for a fight.

“Who do you think led you here?” His submission from earlier was clearly a temporary stance and he too stood straight. “I'm sure you've all heard ill of me and my lady, and are justifiably angry. I would be too. But we've tried in every way to atone for what we did to your friends. Now we are just looking for peace.”

An electric silence descended on the group, and Lena chewed on her lip as the men stared each other down. It seemed that an eternity passed before Mae spoke.

“Yes, well, thanks for that, but you'll be getting a bit more of a tongue lashing if you want to come and stay at our camp.”

“I never asked to stay at your camp.” He addressed Mae, but kept his eyes fixed on Angelo.

“Don't be so bloody stupid,” Mae said, rolling her eyes, making a mockery of the standoff. “What, we could be among the last surviving humans in this entire country and you're going to stay here by yourself? We might even have the chance to start a colony.” She jabbed Birch in the chest and his eyes finally came to rest on her. “Do you even know who you have here in your company?”

Lena balked and shuffled her feet as her cheeks flushed.

“This woman, this woman right here, has a pheromone so rare and special that she may hold the key to fertility.”

It was Lena's turn to roll her eyes. “Mae, I don't think—”

“Shut up. You've never realized your own worth. It does my head in, Lena. You're special. You're all bloody special. It's me that has nothing to offer.”

“What?” Lena could have fainted at the revelation. There was a lot coming out in this little clearing. “You're... But you...” Mae was the glue that kept everything together, the one who brought them together in the first place. Lena had no idea that Mae suffered with self-doubt like this. She would have to address this later.

Birch suddenly approached, taking Lena's face in his hands, studying her intently. Angelo sprang to her defense, but Mae stopped him.

“Wait, I know you.” The man's voice was soft and quizzical. “You were here. You were here with us just a minute ago, weren't you?”

Lena shuffled awkwardly and her eyes flitted to her lovers.

“Well, we were all hiding in that bush over there.”

“That's not what I mean and you know it.”

Lena looked down and gave one tiny nod. Tears sprang into her eyes and she wasn't sure why. Birch's grip on her face tightened and he squeezed her cheeks just a little too hard. Lena started to panic, but when she looked back up she saw excitement sparkling in his eyes.

“Do you know what this means?”

Lena shook her head.

“You have the gift of ultimate unity.” He released Lena and pulled Hazel close. “Don't you see? We can have utopia on every level, right here in this place. We can find Eden—no, we can make Eden.”

His animated frame bubbled with excitement and it was too much for Lena, and Angelo stepped forward, placing his hand on Birch's arm in an almost threatening way.

“Listen, I don't know what you think you saw, but you're going to have to play it a little bit cooler than that with us if you want to gain our trust.”

The message hit Birch loud and clear, and he became solemn in a flash. “Sorry. Forgive me.” He dropped his shoulders and took a step back.

Mae once again came to rescue the situation. “Come on, let's go to the camp and take things from there. I guess we've all got a lot to catch up on and get used to.”

The relief and gratitude on Hazel's face was moving, and Lena wiped a tear away in unison with the older woman. It must have been such a difficult situation for her.

“Wait,” Hazel said softly, reaching for Lena's arm and pulling her gently toward her. “Come, let me show you something.”

Lena looked back at her lovers, who shared a glance, then took a step forward to follow the woman.

“Okay, but no funny business,” Mae said, shuffling in close to Lena and pushing her arm possessively through hers, pulling her away from Hazel ever so slightly.

Hazel smiled and graciously released Lena.

They all walked in silence across the clearing and into a thick canopy of trees. Low hanging lime leaves obscured the way, and Birch sprang forward, pulling the curtain of green aside, his face shining with undisguised pride and excitement.

Mae dropped Lena's arm and leaped through the space, squealing ferociously.

“You sneaky bastards, keeping all this to yourself! Angelo, Lena, check this out!”

The two followed and Lena gasped at the sight of Mae pulling off her makeshift dress and diving beautifully into a crystal clear pool. It truly was a place of breathtaking glory. The sun which was now low in the sky, still managed to pierce the clearing, and birds swooped in, catching the tiny flies that hovered on the far side of the pool near the trees. Fish too were evident and one leaped just out of sight, leaving ever increasing ripples that met with Mae's as she broke through the surface, smiling to the roots of her being.

“Come on, what are you waiting for?”

Lena had no idea and stripped off her clothing as she ran to the rock that her lover had dived from.

She was plunged into the depths of chill and thought her heart had stopped with the shock. The word
bracing
shot through her as quick as the cold, and she came up, gasping and spluttering.

“It's bloody freezing!” she said, her teeth chattering, and Mae hooted with laughter, her tight breasts bobbing on the surface.

The two women's attention was taken by Angelo who was now making ready to dive. He stood naked on the rock, then must have remembered they weren't alone, and his hands shot down to his groin and covered his cock and balls while he looked around shiftily at the older couple. Birch and Hazel were leaning into each other looking like proud parents. Angelo scowled and turned away from them, making a face at the women.

“Oh, for goodness sake, Angelo, you're not turning into a bloody prude now, are you?”

Lena laughed as Mae teased him, splashing the freezing water up onto his shivering body.

“Stop it!” he screeched, hopping about in misery and delight with a furrowed brow, but there was also a sparkle in his eye and twitch at his lips. “You'll pay for that, lady.”

“Oh, will I now?” squealed Mae in delight and splashed him some more.

Lena held her breath and stared as he stood to his full height and displayed his manly prowess. His hanging cock was beginning to stir at the erotic play, and Lena watched as it lengthened then began to lift away from where it had been nestled. Her pussy responded to the sight, and where it had been feeling painfully numb with cold, now began to heat and swell. She clenched her teeth, trying to fend off the chill from every other part of her body, hoping as the hard-on in front of her rose, so would her body temperature. It seemed to, or else the sight had distracted her enough to forget about it.

She wriggled her toes on the pebbly river bed, parting her legs as she did, feeling the rise of her arousal swish and sway in the water. Her arms trailed out languidly over the surface, and she lifted her tits out of the water for Angelo to view her unbearably tight nipples.

He did. He was standing fully erect now, and his eyes shifted from Mae's chest to Lena's and his fingers wrapped around his cock. Mae looked to Lena and winked, taking her own nipples between her fingertips and pulling them, making Angelo wank harder. Lena did the same, relishing the display from both her lovers.

The fact that the older couple was still watching them didn't bother Lena at all. In fact, she threw them a sideways glance and was amazed to feel turned on as Hazel caught her eye and winked. The effect on her pussy was incredible. She wanted to put on a show for them. She wanted to give them the pleasure of watching a sex show, the same way they had just given one to her and her lovers.

Lena released one of her nipples and moved closer to Mae, smoothing her fingers down over the woman's back then buttocks. Mae sighed and let her head fall back a little while still watching Angelo. Lena's fingers probed between the crease of Mae's buttocks and found entry between her thighs. Lena separated the flesh and fingered Mae, astounded at how she could feel the slippery wetness even in the water. Her middle finger was swallowed up into the woman's hungry cunt and a growl released from her throat. Lena was so turned on now, she craved touch, and she pulled Mae's hand down to her own pussy and held it on her mound, pressing it hard, humping the fleshy heel of her palm while fingering Mae.

Mae bucked and pressed against her, twitching her ass into Lena's hand. Fluid leaked and mingled in the cold water, and Lena pulled out her finger and ran it up to the pucker of Mae's asshole. There was resistance at first, so Lena leaned in to Mae's ear.

“Let me in, you little tease.” Her words must have hit the spot and Mae groaned, spreading herself for the invasion. Lena pushed quickly and firmly and eased her way into Mae's tight ring. Angelo was still watching, and Lena wondered if he could know what was going on, but by the crazed, lusty look in his eyes, he must have had a good idea.

“Angelo, get in here and fuck me,” demanded Mae as Lena's finger slipped further into her ass. He didn't need to be asked twice and made a perfect shallow dive, barely a splash, and swam under the water to them, surfacing between Mae's tits.

“My, my, what do we have going on here?” He was hoarse, obviously trying to ignore the ferocious cold.

“I'm having my asshole fingered by my lover and I want you inside my sopping cunt, right now.”

Lena's cheeks flushed. Mae always knew how to do that. Angelo smiled at her past Mae then pulled the two women toward him.

“Your wish,” he said, and Lena felt pressure on her fingers, through the walls between her lover's intimate passages, “is my command.”

And with that, he lifted Mae onto his dick and slid right up inside her. Lena could feel every millimeter as it went in and was glad to still have Mae and her other hand clamped to her own cunt. She was so aroused now, her hips seemed to be bucking of their own accord as the fucking intensified. Just as she began to surge and soar on her climax, she glanced over at Birch and Hazel who were kissing passionately. As she watched their hands masturbate each other, a white light engulfed her and she came hard, bucking her pelvis into Mae's hand as her tight asshole clutched and suckled her finger.

Again, at the serene height of her orgasm, she sensed others around her, darting through her quizzically, but oozing love. One, two, three of the entities passed through her then suddenly everything dimmed and a great sorrow washed over Lena. She came to as Mae and Angelo thrashed and came together, growling and tearing at each other with desperate grabbing hands.

Lena was sated, but bewildered. She looked over at Birch and Hazel who also looked a little puzzled.

“That was fucking amazing!” shrieked Mae, her face shining with post-coital glory. “Now can we please...get...out...of...this...f-f-fucking freezing river?” She made to move forward and Lena pulled her finger free.

Once they were shivering on the bank, hopping around to try and get dry, Lena went over to Birch and Hazel.

“What was that? Who was there? I felt so sad—like something had left me.”

The older couple acknowledged that they shared the same feeling, but offered no explanation.

“Come on, let's take them back and show Deborah who we found,” Angelo said while vigorously rubbing Mae's arms which were almost blue with cold. “I need to get this one to the fire. And you, Lena—look at you, you're shaking all over.”

But strangely, as they picked their way through the forest, Lena knew it wasn't the cold that was making her shiver.