Unexpected Guest Ch 08

The next morning they packed up their belongings and headed back to the cabin. Ann longed for a shower, but as they walked up the hillside, she couldn't help but caching a last glimpse of the campsite where she had learned to know such pleasures. Her body would probably remember it a lot longer, she thought happily as she felt the familiar soreness between her legs. Hopefully, the soreness wouldn't trouble her too much during the 5 hour walk back to the cabin. Even so, she wouldn't replace it for all the gold in the world, she smiled to herself.

"Are you okay?" Jared suddenly asked her.

"Yes, sure. I'm fine."

"Sure about that? You seem to walk a little strangely," Jared smiled at her as if he relished in the fact that he had given her a sore cunt.

"Just a little sore, that's all," she reluctantly admitted.

"Thought so. You should have accepted my offer of a little massage then," he laughed as he reminded her of the offer he had launched at her the same morning. She had been too embarrassed to accept it then and now she wouldn't give him the feeling that he was always right.

"No, thanks. It will pass."

Jared just chuckled in response. He was probably gloating in the fact that he was too large for her.

"You just let me know if you change your mind, darling," he offered. "I even have some lotion that would help your aches."

"I'm fine, Jared," Ann repeated. He obviously thought her no stronger than a leaf the way he prodded around her and took most of the equipment in his own rucksack. Her sack was feeling so light she wouldn't have any problem carrying it for a few more hours and she trampled on in front of Jared so as to stop the conversation.

He wasn't having any of it and as she passed him, he grabbed her arm and turned her toward him.

"I'm sorry for hurting you," he stated in a much more serious voice. "It wasn't my intention to be so brutal with you last night." She blinked at the honesty portrayed in his eyes and warmed immediately to him. "I'll be more careful next time if you'll give me a chance," he continued.

"It's not that," Ann admitted. "It's just been so long that my body hasn't adjusted yet."

"Even so, you must promise to tell me if I'm being to rough with you."

"I like you rough," Ann admitted. "It's just been a while."

"How long?" Jared prodded on.

Ann didn't want to reply and tried to get away from his all-knowing eyes.

"Long enough," she finally stated as she tried to move passed him. He let her go immediately and she ventured on to the path again.

"How long?" Jared repeated from behind her.

"I don't want to discuss this. Please leave it."

"All right," Jared reluctantly admitted. "But my offer still stands, you know."

"What offer?" Ann turned to ask.

Jared came up to her and looked her deep in the eyes.

"The offer of lotion and a massage. You just let me know if you would like one. And I promise that I won't fuck you before your soreness has disappeared so you can safely accept my offer." Ann could just blink as his offer protruded into her confused brain.

"You're claiming full responsibility, then?" she couldn't help but ask in a teasingly tone.

"Certainly. Especially since it was the grand size of my cock that caused the trouble in the first place," Jared answered in the same playful voice.

"Ha, I knew you would see it from that angle."

"Of course. What else am I to think?" Jared gloated as they continued walking. Ann didn't reply as she decided his ego was much too large already. He didn't need to know that he was the largest man she had ever had sex with. Instead she concentrated on keeping her muscles warm and relaxed so she would be able to remain upright for the next few hours.

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As they arrived at the cabin a few hours later, Jared turned to see how Ann was faring. She was still looking fresh, but her movements had become even stiffer as they walked on. He had repeated his offer several times, but each time she had turned it down and refused to let him help with anything other than handing her some water and helping her lift her rucksack.

The woman was too stubborn for her own good, he had concluded and as he walked over to help her remove her rucksack for the last time, he wondered whether he could persuade her to take a warm bath or if he would have to throw her in himself.

"You're just too stubborn, little soldier," he told her earnestly. "A little massage could have helped you hours ago."

"Ha, if I lay down I wouldn't be able to get back on my feet again," Ann rambled as she sank down into a chair on the terrace.

"You should take a warm bath, right now," Jared suggested.

"You mean I smell that badly?"

"No, but the warm water will cure your muscles aches before you stiffen completely and I will have to feed you in your bed tomorrow."

"I'm just not used to walking this far, that's all," Ann explained.

"I know. All the more the reason why you should do as I say before I carry you into the bathroom and dump you headfirst into the water."

"Ha, you wouldn't do that."

"Do you really want to bet on that?" Jared teased as he walked into the cabin and started to fill the bathtub with warm water.

It was a large tub and he could easily picture that it held enough room for two people. He would really like to join her in the warm water and just lay there feeling every part of her skin against his own, soaping her up before taking her against the wall, his cock deeply implanted in her warm body.

He shook his head at the fantasy. He would have to control himself. She was in no state to participate in one of his sexual fantasies and he would much rather have a willing and eager participant than worrying about her feeling too much pain to be able to enjoy it as much as he would. No, it was better to wait until another opportunity presented itself. He would have to stay far away from her while she bathed so that he wouldn't be tempted to join her.

As soon as the bathtub was filled, he walked out on the terrace again to get the patient.

"Your bath is ready, Missy," he told Ann as she lay sprawled in the same position where he left her.

"In a minute," was all she answered as she remained sitting in the chair.

Jared waited for a little while, before losing his patience. She was only making it worse for herself by delaying and by turning down all his offers of help, he concluded. It was time to solve the problem even if it would make his body ache with lust.

"Are you going willingly or do I need to carry you?" he leaned over her.

"What's the rush? I said in a minute, didn't I?"

"It's passed that minute now, so come here," he smiled as he pulled her up and hoisted her over his right shoulder. She shrieked in protest and he gave her ass a small pat as if to calm her.

"Jared, what are you doing?" she shrieked as she lay across his back.

"What does it look like? You need a bath and I'm taking you to it before the water cools off again."

"You're crazy," she laughed loudly.

"Nope, I just want you to feel better," he admitted as he carefully sat her down on the bathroom floor and started to undress her. She giggled.

"I can do that," she stated as she helped him remove her sweater.

"Prove it then," he challenged her as he took a step back and let her wriggle her way out of the sweater she had underneath.

He watched in silence as she gradually removed every piece of clothing covering her body and he felt his own body respond in kind as every item were dropped to the floor. He felt his cock hardening but still he managed to keep himself under control, knowing this was not the time to undress himself and join her in the tub. Still, his eyes must have given him away as she glanced up into his face and smiled suddenly.

"Would you like to join me?" she offered as she removed her bra with a practised swing of her arm.

He stared in awe as she stood proudly in front of him, all naked and bared but for her panties. He felt himself almost starving to taste her sweet body, to sink himself inside of her and to feel her contractions as she climaxed around his cock. He swallowed hard and forced his eyes away from her tight nipples and met her eyes.

"No," he said hoarsely. "You need to rest."

"Pity," she said as she bent down to wriggle her way out of her panties and he watched in awe as she laid them in the pile with the rest of her clothes.

He felt spellbound by her uninhibited actions and longed to touch every part of her that he could reach.

"I'm sure I could use some help with the soap," she continued as she slowly immersed her body into the bathwater.

"What sort of help?" he croaked before he could stop himself.

She handed him the soap and raised her left leg up on the side of the bathtub.

"Help me rub some soap on my legs, will you?"

In a trance he moved closer and sat down on his knees beside the tub and pulled up his sleeves. He rubbed the soap between his hands and started to move his hands over her leg, soaping it up and massaging her aching muscles at the same time. She moaned in response and he couldn't help but look between her spread legs and seeing her pussy welcoming him to touch her.

He shrugged himself awake and concentrated on washing every portion of her leg, before continuing on her right leg instead. Massaging her foot soles he tried to stimulate her muscles to relax. He let her leg slip down into the warm water again and continued massaging her thighs with steady movements.

"Wonderful," she moaned in pleasure. "Can you do my arms, as well?" she wondered as she handed him her left arm.

"Certainly," he murmured before venturing on to massage her arm as well, noticing that every muscle in her seemed to relax in response to the warmth of the bath and his ministrations.

As he caught her other arm and did the same to that one, he noticed she had closed her eyes and simply lay enjoying his treatment of her. A smile was shown on her face and a content expression was so evident that he was almost envious. Instead he had an enormous hard-on bothering his every move and he longed to throw himself into a cold stream and masturbate his frustration away.

Suddenly she opened her eyes and met his hungry stare dead on as if she had heard the frustration that was etching on him.

"Why don't you join me?" she offered.

"What?" he said hoarsely, not believing he had heard correctly.

"Take off your clothes and join me in the tub. There's plenty of room for two and the water is still warm."

He gulped.

"I'm not sure that would be a good idea," he finally murmured.

"Nonsense. You could also need a little massage on sore muscles, I'm sure," she smiled at him.

He could easily tell her that there was another part of him that needed treatment first, but as she winked at him he suspected she already knew that. Taking a deep breath he succumbed to the temptation that she offered and stood up. Quickly undressing himself, he watched her follow his every move. Moving more slowly he opened the zipper to his pants and gave a sigh of relief as his cock was free of the worst barrier.

Pulling his pants down he noticed that she licked her lips as his hands moved to his trunks. He removed them carefully and freed his cock as he breathed in relief as the final barrier was removed. Her eyes had widened in response and he caught her uninhibited look of interest as he came toward her.

"My, that must have been painful," she stated and he didn't bother to deny the fact.

She moved a little forward, allowing him room to sit down behind her. The warm water made him gasp as he tried to get used to the heat. Soon he could lie back against the bathtub and let the water work its magic.

"Better?" Ann asked as she turned halfway around to look at him. He snuggled his arms around her and dragged her to him, letting her lay against his chest as he enjoyed the closeness of their skin touching. She wriggled a little on her buttocks and he gasped as she touched his stiff cock. What he wouldn't do to be able to lift her on top of him and push inside of her. She seemed to be thinking the same as she moved her hand behind her back and fondled his cock.

"I'm sorry I can't take you inside right now," she reluctantly admitted.

He chuckled by the fact that his thoughts had been so obvious to her.

"Don't worry about that," he stated before gasping aloud as she squeezed her hand around his cock head, making his erection grew even larger than before.

"Do you like it?"

"How can you doubt it?" he groaned out as she gave his cock another squeeze.

As soon as the words were out she turned toward him and sat between his legs, both her hands wrapped around his cock as she pumped his shaft until he could barely sit still. He leaned backwards against the tub and simply enjoyed as she teased the fold underneath his cock head, inducing his cock to even greater length and he found himself succumbing to the inevitable as she moved her hands up and down his shaft in a rhythmical movement that made him want to beg her to continue.

He reached out to her and touched her breasts, watching as her nipples tightened to his touch and roaming his hands over her breasts. She answered by moving her hand down to his balls and squeezing him lightly. He felt his release coming closer and closer and he closed his eyes to the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him.

"Don't stop," he groaned out loud to her. "A little harder," he then begged her and she complied easily as she tightened her grip around his cock and moved a little faster than before.

He leaned himself backwards, and felt every muscle in his tighten as he finally gave himself over to the pleasure as it poured through his entire body. His cock gave up its loud to her hands and he let himself relax as he felt his body convulse in a series of spasm that made him moan deeply.

For a long time all he could do was lay still and rest as he felt her roaming her soothing hands all over his body, washing him with the soap and letting him calm down. It felt so good to have someone taking care of him.

He wondered when he had previously felt this content and happy, but the answer eluded him. Not for a great many years, it suddenly occurred to him. How could he let her leave him? But he knew he had to let her go if that was what she wanted.

But before that happened, he vowed to do his best to please her, and with that thought he turned her in his arms and let her body rest against his own.

"Spread your legs, darling," he murmured to her as he lifted her left leg up and resting it on side of the bath tub. She giggled slightly as she willingly spread her legs further.

"I'm probably too sore," she said in a reluctant voice.

"I know. That's why I'll be really carefully," he replied as he moved his hand to her clit and softly massaged her folds. Feeling her responding jerk as he continued rubbing the small knob so carefully he was barely touching her. Soon, he felt her spreading her legs even further to allow him more room and he moved his other hand to her breasts and fondled her nipples slightly. A low moan was heard from her mouth and he smiled at her uninhibited response to his touch.

"That feels so good," she stated in a content voice as she relaxed against his chest.

He could see her nipples tightening and he roamed his fingers over the tip to tease them to tighten further. At the same time, he felt her pushing her lower body upwards and closer to his hand as he pleasured her clit. He welcomed the response and slightly increased the pressure of his fingers. The small knob had tightened and he circled it with his fingers, before moving down to her pussy, roaming his fingers around her opening.

She gasped and seemed to prepare herself for his penetration, but he suddenly remembered her soreness. Retreating upwards again, he concentrated instead on her clit and rubbed her slowly until she breathed deeply as she followed his every move. Listening to the sound of her moans, he adjusted the pressure of his fingers and tried to take her higher and higher. Soon, he could feel her body tightening and he knew it was just a matter of time before she went over the edge.

He leaned forward and kissed her hair, holding her tightly with her back against his chest and he squeezed her nipples harder. Her breath caught at the same time and he pressed his advantage by rubbing her clit a little harder, listening to the moans that she could not hold back. Seconds later she screamed out and he could feel her body shaking as the release took hold of her entirely.

Immediately he let go of her clit and continued instead with circling the swollen folds with soothing motions, making her relax in his arms as he listened to the sound of her breathing. He could feel her pulse beating in her chest and he moved his other hand around her breast, holding her tightly to him as he took pleasure in sharing her joy.

"Thank you," she finally murmured in a sleepy voice.

"It was my pleasure," he answered with more sincerity than he thought, wondering if she might see through his disguise and realise how much it had meant to him.

Holding on to her limp body he lifted her out of the bathtub and sat her on a chair nearby before handing her a towel. She could barely sit up but she obediently started to dry herself as he emptied the bath and hastily dried his own body.

Turning to her he noticed she had almost fallen asleep and her movements were so slow he knew she would start freezing long before she managed to finish. Quickly, he tied his towel around his waist and dragged her to her feet.

"Stand still," he ordered as he used her towel to dry her off, massaging every muscle as he went along. She giggled as she allowed him to pamper her, only glancing shyly at him whenever their eyes met. He was getting hard again just by the feeling of her in his arms but he vowed to give her the sleep she needed before giving into his own needs again.

"Come here," he stated as soon as he had dried her enough, and he lifted her up and carried her into the main room before laying her carefully down on his bed.

"Wrong bed," she commented drowsily.

He chuckled before lying down beside her.

"It feels all right to me," he murmured before dragging her toward him until she snuggled close to him, her arm over his chest and he listened to the sounds of her falling asleep in his arms.

He lay awake for a long time, only listening to the regular sound of her breath. Finally, he released himself slowly and walked out on the terrace. Moving their rucksacks into the cabin and locking the door behind him, he returned to the bed and lay down beside her. Immediately she moved in her sleep and he worried about waking her up.

But instead she rolled toward him, before snuggling close to him again and settling down. He glanced down at the woman sleeping so trustily against his chest and he felt as if a lump had gathered in his throat. When was the last time someone had turned to him so trustily? After a moments hesitation he still couldn't figure out if he had ever experienced something like this before.

Most likely not, he thought as he had never been so much in love with a woman before. That had to be the reason and it frightened him like nothing before to feel this weak and out of control when he had no idea whether or not she shared his feelings.

If her actions were anything to go by, she seemed to trust him, but that didn't necessarily mean that she wanted him in her bed for the rest of her life.

"Damn it," he murmured to himself.

He had to stop wondering all the time. He was not acting like himself at all these days. Usually he was never frightened of anything or anyone, but right now the thought of this wisp of a woman turning him down was more than he could bear to think about. He needed some sleep, that was all there was to it. In the morning everything would seem brighter and he would know what she felt about him. The week was almost over and he would find out whether or not she thought their relationship had a chance before returning home.