The Fertility Retreat Ch. 03

Charlotte gulped when she saw Joe crawl up behind Rachel. She smiled sweetly and reached back, cupping and then caressing his cheek as he brought his body closer to hers. Joe lifted his wife's leg, positioning himself behind her. Charlotte couldn't believe what she was witnessing, but it was indeed about to happen... Rachel reached down and spread her pussy open for Joe as he lovingly took his erect penis and guided it smoothly into the deep, pink canal she offered to him, eliciting several subtle gasps in the room from what was occurring. Yes, several couples had already had sex while others watched, but it was still far from something familiar or expected.

Closing her eyes and letting out a long exhale, Rachel leaned back against her partner's body as if melting into him. Reaching around to cup her breast, Joe squeezed it gently as he began to move his hips against her. Making love in a sideways position, their hips squarely faced the room; they were unashamed of the vividly carnal act they were putting on display.

Andrew began to shake with erotic energy, shocked by the sight of what he was watching. Despite all the times he had secretly watched porn on his computer when Charlotte wasn't around, that experience was simply not as arousing and impactful as seeing the real thing taking place right before his eyes. His gaze remained fixed on the long, thick shaft of Joe's throbbing cock as it repeatedly sunk deep into Rachel's wet pussy, emerging over and over, reddish with friction, veiny and surging with pleasure, coated in a thin, glistening layer of her creamy, feminine lubrication.

Admiring the smooth, sensual flow of their bodies, Charlotte observed the two of them perfectly harmonized, like two ocean waves rolling into shore together and then back out again. She found herself wildly turned on not so much by the sight of their bodies connecting but by the sheer magic of their union, the emotion that was written across their faces, and the deep, almost instinctual connection that seemed to move them from within. Charlotte wondered what Andrew and she looked like when they made love, if it was anything as erotic as what she was seeing.

Charlotte sensed Joe's tender affections to an extreme degree; imaging the placement of his soft kisses, his warm breath on Rachel's body as if it were her own, the gentle pulse of his desire seething inside and filling her completely. This couple's love seemed so undeniably beautiful, so precious. She was watching a visual demonstration of everything she felt inside when she dwelled on her love for Andrew.

Mariana's voice once again floating through the room. "Now some positions are more conducive to conception than others. First, focus on what feels right, what feels natural, what brings you to that perfect yin-yang balance. Then, using that as a home base, try to travel a little bit outside of your usual routine, finding new ways to maintain an erotic connection with your partner, new ways to stimulate one another."

Proceeding to revolve through a series of sexual positions, Joe and Rachel may as well have been referencing the book Mariana had introduced earlier. Some of them looked strange and difficult, others inspired awe and triggered quick note taking throughout the room. The sense of exploration between the pair at the front of the room became increasingly elevated as they took creative, outlandish steps to experiment with new methods of pleasure that might satisfy one another. It was an incredible balance of giving and receiving, of mutual support.

"When you've reached the maximum peak of your pleasure, continue to open up, to create a channel between your bodies so your partner can achieve his final release, to release his sperm inside your body when it's at its most spiritually open and receptive state."

Mariana went on to indicate which positions were most advantageous for insemination, stating that "good ol' missionary" could rarely be bested for the job.

Charlotte and Andrew could feel each other's hand trembling as they observed Joe and Rachel increase the speed and raw emotion which churned through their bodies; bodies which began to writhe faster and faster, grinding passionately against one another. Rachel moaned suddenly, arching her back. Moments later, the slick, wet sound of his penis moving inside her became amplified as her body became increasingly liquid. Their faces twisted in expressions of a blissful crisis. Joe clutched her body with an anxious hunger.

"Ngh... Joe... " she groaned as she leaned her head back, nuzzling passionately against him. He frantically kissed the soft neck that she offered up to him as their bodies began to jerk and slap together faster and faster. They seemed drunk, dizzily falling against one another. Rachel's breasts sprang wildly about as Joe became ferocious, groaning loudly.

"Yes... baby... come for me," she softly moaned, without a shred of embarrassment over her words.

"I love you," he whispered, though all the room could hear.

"I love you too, baby," she whimpered, gazing back into his eyes as if ravaged by a passion she could no longer contain.

Suddenly, Joe began to moan as his body jerked, sending his hips forward. Rachel gasped and began to shake, seized by a powerful orgasm as she felt her partner begin to come; his wild, forceful thrusts providing a clear indication of each forceful squirt.

Mariana narrated cheerfully, "While not necessary, it's a wonderful feeling if the two of you can come simultaneously. There's a theory that it may even statistically improve successful conception rate due to the synchronized muscle spasms, so it's always a fun exercise to see if you and your partner can climax together."

Holding her breath through the final moments, Charlotte watched them spasm together as each successive wave of pleasure took full control of their bodies. Finally, the couple collapsed together; weakened, sweaty, gasping for air, yet somehow still frantic to share a few last kisses to seal the moment. Joe rolled Rachel onto her back and ran his fingers through her hair, taking a moment to rest in each other's eyes as a small white stream oozed from between her reddish, swollen lips.

Mariana appeared to give them a moment together to come down from the apex of pleasure that they had just reached together, not wishing to rush their period of quiet recovery before moving the session along. After a short while, Mariana softly said, "Thank you, Joe, Rachel — that was lovely! Please continue to take your time and whenever you're ready, you may return to your spots. You can choose whether you're able to participate in the next exercise, or if you'd like some time to yourselves first." Joe and Rachel nodded before proceeding to lazily emerge from their silent bliss.

Charlotte was left reeling, as the display that had just been put on before her eyes was one of the most incredible, arousing things she'd ever seen. The degree of passion and affection exchanged between each person spoke volumes and was even more satisfying to watch than the frank display of their physical union. She was drunk on it and desperate to have the same experience with her husband.

Mariana turned to address the crowd with a prompt to continue the lesson. "Now, please turn and face your partner. I'm going to invite you to practice the kind of intimacy you just saw with your spouse. We'll stop short of penetration and leave that for another time. Today, let's just begin by exploring our partners, getting to know the landscape of their bodies better, learning what sensations they like the most. Begin doing this now and I'll make my way around the room to provide some light coaching."

As they turned to face one another on their mat, Andrew grinned excitedly at Charlotte. She smirked at him and tried to suppress a laugh. He looked like a kid in a candy shop. Truthfully, she felt a little bit like that too.

With a clap, Mariana stood up. "All right. Let's begin!"

***

That afternoon, during scheduled free time, Charlotte went off to the spa appointment she so eagerly desired. After a while, Andrew slipped away from a clothes-free social gathering outdoors and hurried inside for a bathroom break. He had become wary of them for the sole reason that he struggled with an unwanted urge to masturbate any time he found himself alone. Seeing so many naked women walking about caused such a buildup of sexual tension in him that erotic experiences with Charlotte along the way weren't even enough to flush it out.

As Andrew made his way down the hallway to the men's room, he heard voices, discovering Mariana standing there naked and chatting with a clothed woman whose back was turned toward him.

"Yes, just tell Kenneth that they're getting by despite the allergy but if he can adapt and provide a couple more options for her, that would be nice. Unfortunately, she just neglected to fill this out on the signup form." As Mariana finished her sentence, she caught sight of Andrew and her eyes widened. "Oh my gosh!" she added.

The young woman turned around to see what Mariana had reacted to; it was Skye, the receptionist. Her face broke out into shock upon seeing Andrew standing there naked and she quickly turned away.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry..." Skye mumbled.

"No, no, it's my fault," Mariana said, turning to face Andrew. "My apologies. Staff normally aren't permitted back here when we're in session and unclothed. We just had a bit of an emergency medical matter to deal with and..."

"Oh, it's okay," Andrew chuckled. "I don't mind. I just needed to use the restroom." Skye sheepishly looked up and glanced back at Andrew. He saw her quickly glance down between his legs, inhale deeply, and try to suppress a small smile.

"Are you sure? We don't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable," Mariana continued, apologetically.

"Yes, it's totally fine. I'm getting used to it," Andrew replied, giving a quick smile to Skye. She seemed perfectly awkward, standing there looking at a naked man, but he noticed that she couldn't help but scan his body. Andrew felt a sudden thrill, knowing she was present only because she was employed by the wellness center and had nothing to do with the event he was attending.

"Okay. Skye why don't you head back out front, I think we're fine with this for now," Mariana concluded.

Andrew started back down the hall taking bold strides, wanting to show confidence about his body and show off in front of Skye. She seemed to be glowing, eying him covertly as he passed, filled with quiet sexual energy. Andrew felt his penis swinging from side to side, bumping against his thigh, making its presence known as Skye expressed an innocent awareness.

The door to the men's room swung open and Andrew stepped inside. Finding himself alone, he released the nervous tension in his body and headed for the urinal as he felt himself growing. Andrew pictured the expression on Skye's face; a bit of wonder, a touch of bewilderment, possibly some attraction. Reminding himself that he'd never be able to urinate until his erection subsided, he flushed the moment from his mind and managed to bring down the arousal to complete his task.

When Andrew exited, Mariana and Skye were gone, so he made his way back outside into the bright summer sunshine to meet up with Charlotte following her appointment. Harry and Alyssa had joined her and several other couples had taken seats on the park benches scattered about the area to socialize with each other or with other couples they'd met. Some attendees simply relaxed by themselves on the grass, au natural, while others went on nature walks around the grounds of the wellness center.

Charlotte marveled at the sight of naked couples' bodies strolling together, hand-in-hand, without shame. So much had changed since they first arrived; the terror everyone first felt when faced with public nudity for the first time was waning. It was becoming increasingly exciting and, at times, even relaxing. She felt freer than she had ever felt in her life.

"Let's go for a walk," suggested Alyssa as she motioned to Charlotte.

"Okay, sure. We'll be back in a bit," Charlotte replied, waving to the guys.

"See ya," Harry said. For a few moments, he and Andrew stood around quietly observing the activities around them. They hadn't spent much time alone without their wives and weren't quite sure what to say to each other about the events that had transpired.

"Wanna have a seat?" Andrew said, pointing to one of the benches. It had been painted red so long ago that its ragged, weather-beaten husk seemed almost daunting to sit on with a naked near-end, making it fortunate that sitting on a towel was strictly required.

"Sure," replied Harry. The two men took a seat and paused to chuckle at their wives who walked aimlessly through the wildflowers, occasionally reaching down to pluck one and add it to each other's hair. As they leaned down, their naked breasts swung forward in an amusing way beneath their bodies, becoming oblong and dangly. Andrew felt a tingle, watching them together; a tingle which previously would have embarrassed him, but which now seemed to be no cause for alarm at all.

Charlotte discovered something hopping in the tall grasses; a toad, perhaps, or a grasshopper. As they ran to take a look, Andrew and Harry were delighted to see the two women frolicking naked, their big breasts swinging freely in front of their bodies with a certain innocence and joy as they laughed and tried to catch the unseen creature.

After several moments of awkward silence, Harry cautiously broke the ice with something he wasn't entirely sure Andrew even wanted to discuss. "By the way... that was pretty amazing what you did with Charlotte," he said.

"Thanks! I can't say I wasn't scared shitless... but I have no regrets either." Andrew turned and grinned at Harry, making clear he appreciated the comment. The two of them relaxed and little, understanding that it was okay to loosen up a little about the seemingly taboo experiences they were prompted to have. Andrew added, "And I have to say... what you did with Alyssa outdid anything Charlotte and I managed to do."

Harry chuckled. "I dunno, but it sure was fun!"

"I think it goes without saying that the guys watching were having a good time. Obviously, I couldn't help having... you know..." Andrew was hesitant to elaborate, not knowing how Harry felt about other guys being aroused while watching him and Alyssa together. However, Harry quickly indicated that he was okay with the situation.

"Trust me," he said, "The other guys were equally keen to watch you and Charlotte. I could tell, even though we were all wearing bathing suits. We're pretty transparent..."

Andrew began to feel relieved that he could have an open discussion with another guy about the intense experiences they'd had so far. He felt the need to confess, so he added, "It's so weird how we're kinda checking out each other's wives. I mean... not in a disrespectful way, or anything but, you know, it's not exactly non-arousing to see their boobs and pussies. I'm actually not upset about other guys seeing Charlotte. It's kinda exciting and makes me feel proud, if that makes sense."

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing about guys seeing Alyssa," Harry responded. "And most of them are complete strangers. - Not you guys. You guys are really cool. But... you know."

"Thanks. Likewise."

A moment of thoughtfulness settled upon them as they began to dwell on the admission they'd just made to each other. Harry finally resumed the conversation, observing their wives in the distance and noting, "We obviously like a similar kind of girl."

"Yeah, I noticed that but didn't want to say anything."

Harry added, "It's funny. They have really similar boobs. Charlotte's nips are a little different, I guess, but otherwise..."

"I know!" Andrew exclaimed, excited that Harry had noticed the same thing. "And... uh... if you don't mind me saying so... I like Alyssa's grooming habits. Obviously, they're similar to Charlotte's."

"No, it's cool," Harry said nervously. "Yeah... Alyssa knows that I like how she keeps her pussy a little hairy... but not too much. It's just the right amount of pubic hair that it's sexy without... like... getting in the way."

"Right, exactly. That's the best."

Andrew felt increasingly aroused and could tell that Harry was too. He found it funny how cautiously they sought approval from one another to admit to the thoughts and feelings that they were experiencing as they admired their naked wives in the field. It was interesting to him to observe how they slowly began to open up and express comfort with a mutual venting of their sexual tensions.

"Man, it's so crazy - look at them!" Harry exclaimed after a few minutes. Charlotte and Alyssa were laughing about something and one had casually thrown her arms around the other. Their breasts inadvertently squished together, and they didn't seem to care.

"I know! That's really hot."

"Did you ever think that you'd be sitting here naked on a park bench watching your wife running around naked with another woman?!" Harry added in disbelief.

"No fucking way, man. Not that I haven't imagined it before... but, you know, that was supposed to be pure fantasy."

Andrew suddenly noticed that Harry had started to become erect. A brief swell of discomfort arose in him as he realized that Harry had seen him glance down at it.

"Sorry..." Harry said, sheepishly apologizing and shifting his body uncomfortably.

"No worries, I'm kinda in the same boat," Andrew said. They both nervously glanced down at his penis as it began to thicken and grow along the inside of his thigh.

They shook off the awkwardness of their visible arousal and resumed watching their wives. Soon, however, their cocks were pulsing and twitching and rising into the air. Another small wave of embarrassment washed over Andrew as he shimmied his body to partially hide his erection. However, the shame soon passed as he began to reflect on the way Mariana had prompted them to allow those feelings to flow freely, even around one another.

Inhaling deeply, Andrew decided to abandon his defensive stance, sitting more comfortably despite the stark reminder of his arousal sprouting from his lap. Following his lead, Harry relaxed a little, letting down his guard and becoming less anxious about their shared arousal. Sitting side by side with their boners standing tall and proud, their balls resting gently on the wooden bench, Andrew and Harry returned to the captivating sight of their wives enjoying the sun.

Andrew couldn't help but begin to feel a deep bond of trust forming between him and Harry. It seemed they understood each other, each equally sympathetic to the struggles of male sexuality, including the constant fear of having an embarrassing boner at an inappropriate time. He'd never been in a situation where he was able to open up about his experiences as a guy to another guy. It felt like a great relief to talk to someone who would understand. After that, the conversation flowed freely, and all tension was gone.

"So, how often do you guys do it? Try to get pregnant, I mean." Harry asked curiously.

"As often as I can!" Andrew laughed. "But Charlotte uses this app that's supposed to track her fertility cycle, so we mostly go by what that says."

"Ah, cool," Harry replied. "Yeah, Alyssa and I have looked into the same thing, but we haven't tried using that method yet. Mostly she just waits for me to be horny and then jumps at the opportunity when I want it."

"She doesn't initiate?"

"I mean, she wants to, but she's been deferring to me a lot because she wants to know when I feel like I'm really full and have a ton of sperm primed and ready to go," Harry chuckled.

"I guess that makes sense," Andrew said with a grin.