Mark Livingston was lying on the sofa in Amber Rosalini's town loft in downtown Austin watching CNN. Amber was at her computer surfing the Internet. For a change, Mark was not on assignment and enjoying his time with Amber, his fiancé. Whenever Mark was in town, he typically spent his time at home with Amber, a university professor who possessed brains and beauty.

Mark glanced over at Amber, her reading glasses perched on the end of her nose, and deeply engrossed in the computer screen. He smiled as he looked at her admiringly. She was wearing a long University of Texas tee shirt. Mark always thought she looked sexy when she wore a long tee as a nightshirt. As usual, she had one of legs tucked under her. He knew she didn't have a bra underneath the shirt and probably wasn't wearing panties either.

"Mark, look at this. This looks very interesting," Amber said continuing to look at the screen.

"What is it?"

"This looks like something we'd enjoy," she replied. "Come take a look at this."

"Okay, okay," he said picking himself off the sofa. He walked to Amber, put two hands on her shoulders and peered into the screen to view what she was so interested in.

The website she was in was titled, Dr. Benovoir's Institute for Sexual Enlightenment. The site gave advice on relationships and provided information on how to keep relationships exciting and strong. The person providing the advice was a Dr. Igor Benovoir, PhD, and a noted psychologist specializing in matters pertaining to sex. What really piqued Amber's interest was a seminar the site was promoting.

Amber possessed an insatiable curiosity in matters pertaining to sexuality. Although her PhD specialty was in the English language arts she always regretted not pursuing a career in the field of human sexuality. The subject of sex fascinated Amber. She wondered why some societies were so open regarding sex while others viewed it as an evil to be suppressed. She thought American views toward sex were extremely narrow minded and was perplexed as to why a progressive nation such as America, the world leader in technology, was so backward when it came to sex.

Dr. Benovoir's site advertised a seminar for married and engaged couples to participate in a three-day workshop/seminar at his facility in New Hampshire. The institute was located in a remote area of the White Mountains, about 100 miles from Boston. The seminar promised a unique conference dealing with sexuality and relationships. It promised participants a personal experience that would open new vistas resulting in life long enlightenment. The website went on to state that only six open-minded, qualified couples would participate at this particular seminar.

Amber continued to read the information pertaining to the seminar. She was particularly intrigued by the ‘open-minded' concept. Her interest was heightened has she continued to read the information. At first glance, a workshop of this type was exactly what Amber was searching for.

At the moment, Mark was more interested in Amber than what she was viewing. He moved his hands from her shoulders down to her unencumbered ample breasts and lovingly squeezed them.

"Mark, you haven't been listening to a thing I've been saying!" Amber cried.

"I think we can do a self study on sex right here and now," Mark said kissing the back of her neck while he felt her wonderful, large breasts.

"Mark, I'm serious! I want you to look at this."

"Okay, I'm sorry. Let me see what you're all fired up about," Mark said leaning closer to the computer screen.

"Hmm, that does sound interesting? Have you checked this Dr. Benovoir out?" Mark asked.

"There is quite a lot written about Dr. Benovoir and it seems this guy is for real," informed Amber.

"I wonder what topics are covered at the seminar?" Mark asked.

"It's in the agenda. Hold on. Let me pull it up," Amber said moving her mouse to the agenda icon on the screen and clicking.

A sample agenda popped up:

First Day

- Evening Reception - Meet the participants you will be interacting with
 

Second Day

- Lecture by Dr. Benovoir on human sexuality and the impact of sex on our society

- Exploring and debunking common myths about sex

- Workshop - Couples Breakout Session

- Rest and relaxation in spa or pool

- Group Dinner

Third Day

- Lecture by Dr. Benovoir on the impact of the Internet on sex.

- Workshop - Couples Breakout Session

- Q & A or What You Always Wanted To Ask About Sex But Were Too Embarrassed To Ask with Dr. Benovoir

- Reception/Dinner

Fourth Day

- Depart at your leisure

At the bottom of the agenda was the following statement: The above agenda is only a sample. Agendas are typically changed daily depending on the makeup of the participating group.

"Well, what do you think?" Amber asked.

"What do I think? I don't know what to think," Mark replied honestly. "Do you really want to go to this seminar?"

"Yes, I would," Amber replied. "I think it would be extremely interesting."

"How much is the seminar?" Mark asked.

"Five Thousand per couple. The price includes all services, deluxe room accommodations and gourmet meals," Amber informed Mark.

Mark pursed his lips and expelled some air. "Geez, the seminar is not cheap."

"You get what you pay for. Read some of the testimonials," Amber advised Mark.

As expected, the testimonials were all enthusiastic about the seminar. Mark read the statements that read, ‘Life changing event for us', ‘Worth every cent of the registration fee', ‘Every couple should attend this seminar', ‘Dr. Benovoir was magnificent. His common sense approach to sex was very refreshing and informative', ‘Everything about the seminar was great...absolutely no regrets!', The seminar was everything it said it was and more. We had fun and made great new friends!'.

"When do you want to do this?" Mark asked.

"The seminar is scheduled for August 1 through 4, if we can get in. The timing would be perfect because I need to begin preparing for the fall semester in mid August."

Mark leaned over and kissed on Amber on her cheek. "Let's do it!"

"Do you really mean it?" Amber asked excitedly. "You're not doing this just for me?"

"Of course, I'm doing it just for you but what better reason than for someone I love so much," Mark said.

"You are a sweetheart, Mark Livingston!" Amber said turning around and hugging Mark. "I'm going to call the first thing in the morning and see if we can get in!"

"Good. You do that. Now there's something I want in return for being such a good guy." Mark felt the breasts through her thin tee shirt. He reached under her shirt and began rubbing her bare back as he kissed her. His hands went to her buttocks. "You naughty wench! You aren't wearing any panties!" One hand went to her breast and one hand made its way between her legs. Amber had taken a shower earlier in the evening and the lingering floral aroma of her shampoo wafted into Mark's nostrils. He loved the way she smelled after a shower or a bath. He felt the weight of her breast in his hand. He never failed to enjoy touching and playing with Amber's magnificent breasts..the brown skin, the large dark areolas. He felt her nipples becoming rigid and erect. At the same time, something of his became rigid..his cock! His index finger traced a line down her tummy to her pussy. He knew she loved to have her clit massaged and he loved responding to what she enjoyed sexually. Mark found the clitoral hood, pulled teasingly on the fold of skin, feeling for the love knob. As usual, Amber was deliciously lubricated. Finding the button, he began to gently rub on it with the tip of his finger.

"My God, you know what turns me on don't you. We did it this morning! You are the most horniest guy I've ever known!"

"Mmm, that was this morning. Now is now and I want more of my woman!" responded Mark.

"Let's see what you feel like." Amber reached down and felt her fiancé's boner and began rubbing it through his trousers.

Mark allowed Amber to play with his cock for awhile. "Stand up and turn around," Mark instructed. "Put your hands on the desk."

Amber complied, feeling Mark pull up her tee shirt.

"I love your ass, you vixen!" Mark said running his hands over her cheeks.

"Are you going to fuck me, you naughty, horny man?"

"Yes I am. I am going to fuck you, Amber Rosalini. God, I love it when you talk dirty!"

Amber spread her legs inviting Mark to mount her from behind. Mark could see her pussy beckoning him through her legs.

Mark pulled his belt loose, unzipped his trousers and let them fall to the ground. He pulled his jockey shorts down and kicked them away. Amber was patiently waiting for him.

"Hold on, I want to do something," she said suddenly.

Amber went to her computer and turned on the video camera that was mounted on top of her flat screen monitor. After a few seconds, the camera displayed her image on the monitor. "There. Now we can see ourselves on the screen."

Mark smiled as he positioned her so the camera could pick up the action. "Too bad we don't have someone to share this with."

"Maybe that's something we should do next time. Right now, put that big boy in me. "

The picture was a little grainy but Amber saw Mark approach her from behind and insert his cock in her pussy.

"Move a little closer," she instructed. "I want to see a clearer picture."

Mark complied and watched the screen as he made love to Amber. He had to admit it was a turn on watching them perform sex acts on the screen. Amber's large breasts, suspended because of her leaning position and their heaviness, moved to and fro sexily as he fucked her from behind. After a few minutes of wonderful deep thrusting, he slowly withdrew his cock to the dismay of Amber.

"Oh, don't do that! It feels good!" she exclaimed.

"Now that you're nice and wet, I want to taste you. Spread your legs for Markie!"

Sitting on her desk chair, she trembled in anticipation as he moved between her legs. He admired her glistening, pouting, waiting pussy. Putting his face between her legs, he began hungrily lapping her sex organ with long, slow and deliberate licks. He savored the musky taste of a woman at her pinnacle of sexual excitement. He felt Amber tense up, as her orgasm flooded out of her.

Amber could not hold back any longer. She closed her eyes, enjoying the rapture of the wonderful function of a female orgasm. Smiling, she pushed downward almost as if she were peeing in an attempt to derive maximum pleasure from her orgasm. Finally, she was satisfied and now diverted her attention to Mark. She sat in her desk chair and pulled him toward her.

"Now, let me take care of you!" she said taking his cock in her hand and stroking it. Amber, looking at the organ closely as if to inspect it, spied a pubic hair on the head. She carefully picked the hair off the penis, opened her mouth and took him in her wet mouth. Mark felt the warmness of her mouth and closed his eyes as Amber lovingly performed fellatio on him. Silently, their images appeared on the computer monitor screen but no one was watching.

****** The next morning, Amber called The Institute for Sexual Enlightenment and was surprised when Madame Lydia Benovoir, Dr. Benovoir's wife answered the phone. Amber gave Madame Benovoir the particulars on their background. Madame was very impressed that both Amber and Mark were PhDs.

Madame Benovoir advised Amber that the seminar in question had been added recently and had openings for two couples. This particular seminar would be a mix of three married couples and three engaged couples and the opening still available was for an engaged couple.

"Wonderful!" replied Amber. "We certainly want to attend. What do we do now?"

Lydia Benovoir instructed Amber to download the questionnaire from the website, attach current photos and forward to the email address indicated. The application would be reviewed and confirmation sent the following day. The cost of the seminar was $ 5,000, non-refundable. The registration fee included the seminar, all services including a wonderful spa where our participants receive complimentary massages and body rubs. The facility has workout facilities, spas, saunas, etc. Every couple would have deluxe room accommodations and enjoy gourmet meals. Our kitchens are staffed by top culinary experts. Our food is what you would expect in the finest world restaurants.

"It sounds really great. I'm excited!" Amber responded.

"It really is a wonderful facility," Madame Benovoir said in a reassuring tone.

Madame Benovoir continued. "I must inform you of one critical aspect of the seminar. This seminar deals with human sexuality and the participants must be very open to issues pertaining to sex."

"Could you please explain," Amber requested.

"Participants must be advised that there will be partner exchanges during the seminar. There will be six couples including you and your fiancé. You will experience five different partners involving the most personal and intimate situations."

Amber digested what Madame Benovoir was communicating to her. There could be no misunderstanding what she was suggesting. Amber remained silent for several seconds.

"Miss Rosalini, are you still there?" Madame Benovoir asked.

"Yes, yes, I'm still here," replied Amber

"You will receive a full informational packet which will over-nighted to you once you are approved. There are several questions regarding sexually transmitted diseases. We admit only people who are free of STDs. You will also undergo a physical examination at the Institute to specifically check for STDs. You will also be given an AIDS test. Do you have any reservations taking a physical examination?" Madame Benovoir asked.

"No, we have no problem taking an examination," Amber replied wondering what Mark would think about it.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"No, I don't think so," Amber replied.

"Good. Wonderful! When you receive approval of your registration, you will be requested to have your bank wire your registration fee to us or use a credit card. Any other questions?"

"No, I don't think so. You covered everything," Amber replied.

"Wonderful, Dr. Rosalini. We look forward to seeing you and Dr. Livingston at the seminar!"

Amber turned off the cordless phone, sat down heavily on the sofa and wondered if she was doing the right thing. However, she quickly dispelled the notion of regret. Her penchant for exploring new and exciting things, particularly in the area of sex, took over and she could not wait to attend this exciting sounding seminar.

*****

Two days later, Amber received an email confirming they had been accepted to the seminar. That same day, she received a packet of information including recommended dress for the reception and the meetings. The instructions mentioned that the Welcome Reception would be an opportunity to meet all the participants and traditionally, women wore very sexy outfits. Amber knew a store in Austin that specialized in such clothing and decided she would buy something very special for the welcoming reception.

***** Mark and Amber were driving their rented Lincoln Navigator from Boston's Logan Airport to Dr. Benovoir's retreat nestled in the White Mountain area. The highway sign indicated they were thirty miles from Conway, New Hampshire.

"We should be pretty close to the retreat," Mark advised. "Get those directions out. We're pretty close to our cutoff."

"Got them right here," Amber informed Mark.

"Okay. Look for the exit named Rapid River."

Mark saw the exit sign. "There it is. That's our exit. We take Rapid River, East for about 6.5 miles. Then we look for Hidden Retreat road."

"Well, that's an appropriate name," Amber replied.

Five minutes later they approached a road up ahead. Amber, leaning forward in her seat said, "That's it. That's Hidden Retreat road." The road was a very narrow, asphalt road. After a few hundred yards, they read a sign saying, ‘Private Property - No Trespassing'. They came to a gate blocking the road.

Mark pulled up the speaker box. He pressed the assistance button. In a few seconds, a voice came through the speaker. "May I help you?"

Mark leaned through the window. "We're scheduled to attend the Seminar."

"What are your names please?" the voice asked.

"Mark Livingston and Amber Rosalini."

After a few seconds, the voice came back on. "Welcome to the retreat Dr. Livingston and Dr. Rosalini. Just drive up to the main entrance when the gate opens." The gate began to swing open. Mark and Amber proceeded to the house.

A quarter of mile later, they saw the house. There was a long, tree lined driveway leading to the Victorian wooden structure. In the background were beautiful green mountains. Three dormers jutted from the roof of the large, wooden structure. The home reminded Amber of large homes she had once seen in Newport, Rhode Island. In front of the house was an expansive, covered verandah. There were several comfortable wicker chairs situated about. The house looked very New England and conveyed coziness. Amber noticed there were lace curtains behind the windows.

They pulled the Navigator in front of the entrance and came to a stop. Immediately a young man came out of the house and opened the passenger door for Amber. "Welcome to the retreat Dr. Livingston and Dr. Rosalini. My name is Andrew. Just leave the keys in the vehicle and proceed to the house. I'll have your baggage in your room in a few minutes."

"Thank you Andrew," Mark said, impressed with the service thus far.

They opened the beautiful, beveled glass front door and walked into the foyer. They were greeted by Madame Benovoir.

"Ah, Drs. Livingston and Rosalini. So good to finally meet you," Lydia Benovoir said extending her hand to Amber and Mark.

Madame Benovoir was nothing like Amber envisioned. Over the phone, Lydia Benovoir's voice was a bit husky and sounded somewhat mature to Amber. She was expecting an older person. In actuality, Madame Benovoir was in early forties and quite attractive. She would be considered slightly overweight but carried herself in such a regal, and distinguished manner, one did pay too attention to her weight. The one distinguishing feature of Madame Benovoir was her hair. Her hair was very long and snow white! Her white hair contrasted starkly with her youthful looking face.

"It's good be here," Amber said. "The house is lovely!"

"Thank you. We're very proud of it," smiling broadly. "I know you are tired but the examining doctor is now available. If you don't mind, it would be good for you to get this procedure out of the way. Following your examination, you may go to your room. Here is the key to your room. All the guest rooms are upstairs. Your room is 2C. I trust you will be comfortable. Our Welcome Reception begins at 6:30 this evening. Do you have any questions?" Lydia Benovoir asked.

"No, I don't think so," Mark replied.

"Good. Please follow me to the clinic. I'll introduce you to our doctor."

Amber and Mark followed Madame Benovoir to the clinic which was located on the first floor, in the east wing of the huge house.

***** Amber and Mark passed the STD and AIDS examinations with the doctor declaring them healthy and beautiful specimens. They were now in their room which was spacious and beautifully decorated. The canopy bed had a goose down comforter on it and was covered with several lacy pillows. All the furniture was antique. On a table, in front of the window, was a tray with various goodies including a bottle of excellent vintage white and red wine. Mark walked to bathroom and Amber heard him whistle. She walked in the bathroom and saw that the fixtures were old style but obviously new. The tub was huge and stood atop four clawed feet. All the fixtures were gold plated. The floors and walls were Italian marble. The room had His and Her lavatory basins. In front of the basins were ornate mirrors with gilded lamps.

"My goodness, this exceeds my expectations!" Amber retorted.

"This is very nice," Mark said pushing down on the bed with his hands. Mark then walked to the window and looked out. The window offered a breathtaking vista of the White Mountain range. He saw the grounds surrounding the retreat were immaculately groomed.

Amber began unpacking her clothes. As she emptied her cosmetic case, her eye went to a tissue wrapped object. She picked it up and removed the tissue. It was the vial of Love Potion! Mark glanced at her and saw what she had in her hand.

"You brought the potion?" Mark asked somewhat surprised. "What for?"

"Well, you never know," Amber simply answered back.

"I don't think we'll need the potion here," Mark said. "Isn't everyone supposed to be pretty open-minded about sex at this seminar?"

"I don't know why I brought it. It was an impulse," she answered. Amber felt as if she got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"Whatever," Mark replied as he continued to unpack his clothes. What Amber did not know was that Mark also brought his vial of potion.

Amber laid out a dress on the bed. It was the dress she had selected for the reception. Mark looked at the garment on the bed.

"This is new, isn't it?" he asked.

"I bought it for the reception."

Mark looked at the skimpy garment and exclaimed. "This is something you wouldn't wear in Austin, that is for sure!"

"Madame Benovoir said that most women wear provocative evening wear to the reception."

"Well, this certainly looks provocative. Which side is the front and which is the back?"

Amber was a little irritated at Mark's critique of her dress. She held the dress to her body. "This is the front." The dress was a slinky black fabric that was completely open in the front to the belt line. Two wisps of fabric on each side covered the breasts. The garment would certainly afford an eyeful given the size of Amber's ample breasts.

"Wow. There's not much there. I'm going to be jealous when all those guys gawk at you," he said in kidding tone.

"I think you'll be too busy with the other women to concern yourself with that," she retorted sharply.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry. I think I just made you upset with me. Mark put his arms around her and held her closer to him reassuringly. "You'll look absolutely stunning and I'm so lucky to be your guy."

"I really bought it to please you," Amber said. "I hope you'll like it on me."

"I'll love it. Now, I'm going to take a little nap before the reception." He kicked off his shoes and plopped on the bed.

Mark put his head on two fluffed up goose down pillows and observed Amber go through her motions of unpacking. When she finished putting all her clothes away, she unbuttoned her skirt and stepped out of it. Next she unbuttoned her blouse, removed it and stood in her bra and panties. Mark felt the familiar stirring between his legs as he watched the beautiful creature before him. He could see her dark, curly pubic hair through the sheer panties.

"Why don't you lie down with me?" he said.

"I will in minute," Amber replied. "But let's save the lovemaking for tonight. "

"Okay, if you insist," he said disappointed. His eyelids got heavy. He closed his eyes and soon was asleep.

*****

"Mark, it's time to get ready."

Mark opened his eyes and saw Amber with rollers in her hair. He blinked several times trying to focus after the nap and asked, "What time is it?"

"Six p.m. Do you want to take a shower?" Amber asked.

"Yes. I also need to shave," Mark said jumping out of bed. Amber was still in her bra and panties. He went into the bathroom, turned the shower faucets and moments later was in the large, free standing shower stall. He brought his razor with him. He lathered up his body with the French milled soap he found on the toiletry shelf in the shower. He shampooed his hair, rinsed it out and applied conditioner to his hair and face. He began shaving, using the floor to ceiling, fogless mirror in the shower. He luxuriated happily in the steamy shower as the hot water streamed over his body.

Mark toweled off and walked back in the bedroom. Amber was now fully dressed and in the process of putting on her earrings. When he saw her, he gasped in astonishment.

"My God, you are the most beautiful creature on the face of this earth," he exclaimed. Amber had her new dress on and she looked absolutely stunning. Around her neck was a strand of pearls. On her ear lobes dangled the beautiful diamond and ruby earrings he had bought her for her birthday. The dress fully revealed Amber's front, from top to bottom. Her large, firm breasts, were barely covered by the dress fabric. The sleeveless dress was held up by thin spaghetti straps on her beautifully tanned shoulders.

"Do you really like it?" she asked knowing she looked terrific.

"Like it? Amber, you literally take my breath away!"

"Good. Now get dressed so we won't be late."

Mark put on expensive gray gabardine slacks he had bought in Italy. His jacket was a beautiful, linen navy blue sport coat. His shirt was a light blue, Egyptian cotton shirt complemented by an English striped tie Amber had given him. On his feet were black socks and black Bally tasseled loafers. Amber looked at him admiringly and put the final touch on him. She put a red handkerchief in his pocket.

"You look very handsome. Mmm, you smell good too! I love your cologne. You haven't mixed your cologne with the love potion, have you?" she asked chidingly.

"Sure, sure, I dabbed the potion all over my body," he said in a mock serious tone.

It was 6:50 p.m. when they left the room and headed for the reception.

*****

Mark and Amber heard the chattering and laughter as they descended the stairs. They walked into the large room where the reception was being held. The room was quite large and could easily accommodate a large crowd. The walls were covered with a light blue fabric and there were paintings of all types and sizes on the walls. Many painting were of bucolic, old New England landscape scenes. The beautiful dark hardwood floor was partially covered by a huge oriental rug. In one corner of the room, a man in a tuxedo was playing the piano. White coated waiters scurried about the room serving hors d' oeuvres and champagne. Several couples were busy chatting with each other.

Mark looked at the crowd and surmised that the participants were mostly in their thirties and forties although one couple appeared to be a bit older.

When Mark and Amber entered the room, a waiter with a tray of champagne glasses approached them. Mark took one, handed it to Amber and took one for himself. They continued to make their way into the room.

A distinguished man wearing a white dinner jacket seemed to be the center of attraction. Amber surmised he was Dr. Benovoir. When the gentleman saw Amber and Mark approaching he motioned for them to approach.

"Dr. Livingston, I presume?" Dr. Benovoir queried. Everyone in his group laughed at the comment which was a play on the famous line attributed to Henry Morton Stanley, the English newspaperman, when he found the Scottish missionary David Livingston in deepest, darkest Africa.

"You are quite right," Mark responded smiling. "And I take it you must be Dr. Igor Benovoir."

"I am indeed and it's my pleasure to meet you Dr. Livingston." He turned toward Amber, his eyes drifting downward toward Amber's exposed cleavage. "You must be Dr. Amber Rosalini."

"Yes, I am. It's an honor to meet the famous Dr. Igor Benovoir," Amber replied.

"Well, thank you very much," Dr. Benovoir said obviously flattered and still enamored with Amber's partially exposed breasts. He took Amber by the hand and turned to a couple in the group. "Drs. Rosalini and Livingston, I'd like you meet some good friends of ours. This is Mike and Cindy Corrigan."

Mark and Amber exchanged handshakes with Mike and Cindy. Mike was dressed quite casual in a beige, linen jacket and a golf shirt. He had on khaki pants and a pair of tasseled loafers. Cindy was dressed more formally than her partner. She was dressed in a beautiful, black sequined dress that was cut very low in the front. She had a dazzling smile and excluding Amber, was the most attractive woman there. Mike had a rugged, handsome look to him. He had light blue eyes and brown hair, cut short.

"This is the third seminar Mike and Cindy have attended," Dr. Benovoir advised.

Cindy spoke. "You will not regret attending this wonderful seminar. We just keep coming back for more."

Dr. Benovoir turned to the other couple in the group. They were by far, the oldest couple there. "These beautiful are people are Geoffrey and Susan Cavendish from Toronto, Canada. They also are here for the third time."

Geoffrey and Susan Cavendish appeared to be in their mid fifties. Mark was immediately impressed with Susan. She was a beautiful woman and despite her age, exuded a graceful sensuality that Mark was attracted to. She was trim and well-proportioned. Her hair was blond, streaked with strands of gray that enhanced her classic beauty. Her v-necked dress revealed soft, creamy white breasts. She was wearing several gold bracelets on her wrists and had a lovely, obviously expensive, diamond necklace around her neck. She looked very classy. This lady was very well preserved for being in her mid-fifties. Her husband Geoffrey had a full head of snow white hair that fell to his shoulders. He was impeccably dressed in a white dinner jacket and black tuxedo trousers.

"Dr. Benovoir, you always outdo yourself inviting such beautiful people," Susan declared in a deep, sophisticated voice. "Mark and Amber, it is so nice to meet you. I can assure both of you will thoroughly enjoy Igor's seminar."

"Thank you," Amber replied. "We're excited about being here."

"Now please circulate and meet the rest of the participants before dinner," Dr. Benvoir requested. "Again, welcome to the Institute."

Mark and Amber sought out the four remaining couples and introduced themselves. They met John and Victoria Westerfield, a couple from Seattle, Washington. John Westerfield was a successful land developer in the Northwest area. His wife, a former model assisted him in his business. John Westerfield had been married twice before marrying Victoria a year and a half ago. This was Victoria's first marriage. John was forty one and Victoria was twenty eight. John had dark, graying hair, an attractive face and a fairly good physique. Victoria had the typical model's body...tall and slim with not much of a bust as was clearly evident through her blouse. The blouse was completely transparent and one could see her small, but firm breasts clearly. She had somewhat of a sad face as if she were troubled by something. Victoria had long, brown hair, and hazel eyes. Her complexion was flawless.

Winfield Smithson and Cheri Vanweeren was an engaged couple in their mid-twenties. Winfield was independently wealthy due to a sizeable inheritance he received three years ago. Winfield had everything a guy could want including good looks and plenty of money. He was a playboy always looking for excitement. He attracted females like honeysuckle attracts a bee. Cheri and Winfield, Win for short, were engaged for six months. No date had been set for the wedding. The striking feature of Cheri was her terrific body. She possessed huge, 40DD breasts which were further accented by her very narrow waistline and small hips. Her hips were only slightly wider than her narrow waist. Her stomach, flat as an ironing board terminated below her breasts which gave the appearance of an ominous overhanging cliff. Amber thought she looked top heavy and about to fall over due to the weight of her breasts but Mark, being a tittie man extraordinaire, loved what he saw. He wondered if he would get to see more of them. He thought of the potion, a common occurrence when he had sexual thoughts about someone.

Gerald Seymour and Crystal Jones was a black engaged couple. Gerald owned a successful travel agency in Los Angeles. Crystal was part time actress looking for her big break in the movie business. Gerald was in his mid-forties, and divorced from his former wife for three years. Crystal, twenty years old, was a beautiful woman with light brown skin, and chiseled facial features. She had very short hair, dyed blonde. She possessed a beautiful body accented by a gorgeous sculptured ass which Mark thought was stereotypical of a black person. Crystal was wearing a floor length, white linen skirt. The transparent skirt revealed her long, dark legs. One could see she was not wearing any panties underneath. Her neatly shaved pussy hair was shockingly visible through the garment. She had no top on..only two shell shaped pieces of fabric over her breasts. 80% of her breasts were exposed. Amber wondered what kept the shells on her breasts. There was no sag whatsoever to her breasts as they jutted out proudly. Around her neck was an intricately carved ivory necklace. Gerald possessed broad shoulders, was small waisted, and had a dazzling smile to complement his overall good looks. He was completely bald.

Brian and Veronica Wong was couple from Atlanta, Georgia where they owned an export-import business. Brian was of Chinese ancestry. Veronica was Polynesian. They recently celebrated their fifteenth wedding anniversary. Brian was thirty eight and Veronica, thirty five. They had a twelve year old son who was being cared for by Veronica's mother and father. Brian had the typical Asian slight build with a pleasant, round face. Veronica was a striking woman mainly due to her being quite tall. Her body was slim and perfectly proportioned. She had long, black hair that fell half way down her back. She was wearing a white flower in her hair. She wore a low cut sarong that looked absolutely stunning on her. Her tanned breasts were barely covered by the dress fabric. One could see her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. The dress was cut so low, the top of the areolas could be seen.

Mark was very impressed with the overall handsomeness of everyone. There were no homely people attending this seminar.

Madame Benovoir made the announcement dinner was being served. Everyone filed into the dining room for a sumptuous, gourmet dinner.

*****

It was 9:40 p.m. when Mark and Amber returned to their room. They found two, his and hers, white cashmere bathrobes and two pair of terry cloth slippers on the bed. There was also an envelope addressed to them.

Amber opened the envelope and read the message out loud so Mark could hear.

The message read, ‘The two bathrobes are for you to keep as a remembrance of the seminar. Please wear them to the first session tomorrow morning which promptly begins at 9:00 a.m. No other clothing including undergarments should be worn underneath the robes. All participants should shower in the morning prior to the seminar. Please be in the seminar room by 8:45 a.m. Participants should abstain from sexual activity prior to tomorrow's session. Your breakfast will be delivered to your room in the morning. Please complete the menu request and slip it under the door. Your breakfast will be delivered between 7:30 and 7:45 a.m. Get a good night's rest.'

Amber picked up one of the robes and felt the luxurious cashmere on her cheek. On the breast pocket was the Benvoir coat of arms Mark had seen in the foyer when they arrived.

"Hmm," Mark said repeating some of the instructions he just heard. "Wear nothing underneath the robe. No sex. That sounds interesting."

"It does," Amber said smiling. "I wonder why they don't want us to wear anything underneath?"

"What I'd like to know is why they don't want us to have sex," Mark said.

"I guess we'll soon find out." What do you want for breakfast?" she asked picking up the menu request.

****** After a breakfast of fresh squeezed orange juice, coffee, and Eggs Benedict, Mark and Amber prepared to go downstairs to the seminar. Amber appreciated the fact that she did not have to concern herself with what to wear. The luxurious cashmere robe felt good, in fact almost sensual on her body. She had dabbed perfume between her breasts and behind her ear lobes.

"Well, are you ready?" Mark asked.

"Yes. What time is it?"

"Eight-forty," Mark replied. Their instructions were to be in the seminar room by eight-forty five. "Let's go."

When they arrived at the seminar room, all couples were there except Win and Cheri and Mike and Cindy. Amber saw there were twelve, armless, very luxuriant soft leather chairs set in a semi-circle. In front of each chair was a small individual desk. On the desk was a carafe of water with a lemon wedge floating in it. Next to the carafe was a crystal glass goblet. Also on the table were a writing tablet and a black Mont Blanc ball point pen for the men and a red one for the women. Facing the semi-circle of seats and desks was a lectern and behind the lectern was a projector screen. On the screen were the words, ‘Welcome to the Institute for Sexual Enlightenment'. Below the welcoming words was a picture of a nude couple sitting in what appeared to be a garden of flowers. The man was sitting down with the woman straddling him in his lap. They were embracing each other.

"Good morning," Mark and Amber said addressing the group as a whole. A chorus of ‘Good Mornings' was directed back at them. Mark and Amber went to their assigned seats which were the last two seats on the right, facing the semi-circle. Shortly, the remaining two couples came in and took their seats. Everyone was happily chatting with each other. Amber thought the scene was a little surreal with all of the participants dressed in robes.

At exactly 8:45 a.m., Dr. Benovoir and his wife Lydia came in the room. He smiled broadly and nodded to everyone. He was wearing a white, starched coat commonly worn by doctors. He had white trousers and white shoes. Lydia wore a white smock with a white skirt. She wore white shoes. Lydia walked to a chair off to one side of the semi-circle of participants. Dr. Benvoir walked up to the lectern.

"Good morning dear friends. I trust everyone had a good night's rest," he said. "Most of you are new to our seminar. We do have two couples who have been with us before. Mike and Cindy, Geoffrey and Susan, welcome back!"

"It's good to be back," Susan declared enthusiastically. Everyone chuckled at Susan's exuberance.

Dr. Benovoir continued. "The first item on our agenda is Human Sexuality and the Impact of Sex on Society." He walked from the podium and moved to within a few feet of the semi-circle of seminar participants.

"The human animal is a very unique organism in the scheme of world order. We are the sole beneficiaries of sex as an instrument of pleasure. It is truly a gift and goes hand in hand with our ability to plan ahead and reason. It is my contention that everything revolves around sex. If sex were the universe, its place would be at the center and we would be the planets revolving around it, obtaining life and sustenance from it.

We are the only animal species that engage in sex for procreation as well as recreation. Even our closest relatives, the apes do not engage in foreplay. Copulation in apes takes only seconds. Literally, slam bam, thank you maam!" Everyone laughed at this comment. "Also, and very importantly, female apes do not experience orgasms. Again, that is a precious gift relegated to the human species.

Compared with the apes who usually take less that fifteen seconds to copulate, the human species average slightly less than an half hour copulating although we have many humans who apparently have inherited the quickie gene from the apes." Again, the participants laughed.

"Throughout history, society and sex have been at odds with each other. In the Victorian Period, sex was evil and suppressing it was encouraged. In the 1960's, a great sexual awakening occurred in the United States. In the sixties, the so called female liberation took hold. Women burned their bras and began openly injecting the seven dirty words into their vocabulary. You know what the words are you don't you? Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits. Talking dirty was in. Nudity was being shown in films. Prior to the sixties, nudity was non-existent in films except for some European films. For years sex was described as bad, dirty, vile, nasty or filthy. Getting a peek of a Playboy magazine was a big deal. Things have come a long way since then but we still have a distance to go."

Dr. Benovoir continued. "Why is all this information important? Because being knowledgeable about sex and its effects on society plays an important role in our relationships. Western society sets out rigid parameters regarding sexual activity. One must stay within these parameters or risk being castigated or branded as an immoral person. One of the rules within the parameters states that a marital relationship must be monogamous. Ladies and gentleman, a monogamous relationship is set up to ultimately fail. Does that pronouncement shock you?" Dr. Benovoir looked at the faces of the participants. Some were nodding their heads in assent.

"The human animal is not designed for a monogamous sexual relationship! The female is designed to attract and stimulate the male and the male is designed is pursue the female. In our Judeo/Christian society, the female says, ‘I'm excited. Please fuck me!' while her brain says, ‘I can't fuck you because you're not my mate!' The male says, ‘I want to fuck you but I can't because my mate will kill me.'" Chuckles arose from the seminar participants.

Amber listened intently. Dr. Benovoir was making a lot of sense to her. She found this topic extremely interesting and stimulating.

"It is my opinion, and I think Cindy and Mike, Geoffrey and Susan will agree with me, that entertaining a tryst outside of a permanent relationship, under controlled conditions, will keep the relationship strong and invigorating. I know this is shocking to many but, my good people, trust me and trust your instincts. The primary factor in all of this is trust. Making love to someone else with the loving consent of your partner is one of the most exciting human experiences that will ever happen to you. Many will say that such activity is destructive to a marriage. I agree! But it is only destructive if your partner is not a party to it. If the trust factor is present to a sexual encounter outside of the regular relationship, I submit it will contribute to the longevity of the relationship. The trust factor keeps keeping intimacy fresh and exciting. Trust allows for open and honest communication and the ability to solve relationship problems when they arise. Being unfaithful to one's partner versus engaging in extra marital sex with the consent of one's partner is like night and day."

Dr. Benovoir continued his lecture for an hour and a half. Mark had to admit that Dr. Benovoir's theories made a lot sense but were much out of the mainstream of societal behavior. In effect, he was encouraging extra marital relationships as long as it was with the concurrence of the spouse.

Dr. Benovoir closed the first session's lecture with some questions he wanted the participants to ponder. "Do you remember the first time you made love to your partner? It may not have been the best lovemaking but it was the most unforgettable, wasn't it? I want you, as couples to regress back to that magic moment in time and make it recur over and over again. I think after participating in this seminar, you will be able to relive those wonderful moments. Now I want you to take a break. When you come back, we will do an exercise that I'm sure all of you will enjoy and....never forget. Please take a fifteen minute break."

***** When the participants returned from break, they saw mats on the floor set up in a tight circle. On each mat was a pillow. As they came in the room, Lydia Benovoir handed them mask-like eye coverings.

Dr. Benovoir came out of a side door into the room and walked in front of the participants.

"My dear friends, we are going to get acquainted with each other in the most intimate of ways. I'm sure you'll find this exciting and stimulating. Lydia will situate each of you on a mat. You are to lie down on the mat and wait for instructions. You will not be next to your spouse or fiancé. You will not know who you are lying down next to. Please put on the masks."

Amber put her blindfold on and wondered what this was all about. Mark did the same. He heard the shuffling of people being placed at their locations on the mats. He felt someone take hold of his hand. He was led to a mat where he laid down and put his head on the feather pillow.
 

Dr. Benovoir spoke. "We have conducted this exercise at every seminar. It gives our participants an opportunity to become a little intimate with each other in a discreet manner, hence the masks. Please unfasten your robe belts and open your robes. Open them completely please."

Amber loosened the belt knot, opened the robe and tried to relax the tenseness in her body. She felt a rush of cool air come over her exposed body. She heard someone giggle and thought it sounded like Susan.

"Now my dear friends, we shall meet the participants. With your right hand, and right hand only, reach over and begin touching your neighbor on his or her tummy. Touch the stomach area, then slowly make your way down to their genital area. Just relax and enjoy. Please commence. We are going to play some background music for you."

Amber heard what sounded like waves crashing into the shoreline. She heard seagulls. She moved her right hand to the stomach of the man lying down next to her. She felt a hand on her stomach. Suddenly, she began getting excited even though the person touching her had not yet moved his hand downward. Her nipples began to react in anticipation of what was about to happen.

Mark felt the softness of the woman's stomach and wondered who she was. The skin felt silky smooth. He felt a woman's hand on his stomach, her nails gently tracing lines on his midsection. He thought this entire exercise was highly erotic. After a thirty seconds or so, Mark thought it was time to begin moving down. He felt the woman's stomach move as she inhaled and exhaled. His fingers continued downward until he reached the pubic hair line. He gently ran his fingers through the curly pussy hair. He had no clue whose pussy he was about to play with.

Amber's nipples continued to harden, compelling her to put her left hand on her breast and rub it. She felt the man going downward between her legs. The sound of water crashing on the shore continued. The man's fingers played with her labia. She wanted him to probe her, to play with her clit but she patiently laid there waiting for him to do his thing. She began hearing moans and she knew people were engaging in very stimulating activities. She believed this was the most erotic thing she had ever done. Amber's fingers found the flaccid penis. She began touching it and immediately sensed it enlarging in her hand. As she stroked the man's cock, she played with her nipples. Amber knew she was getting very wet and gasped when he finally stuck his finger in her pussy. The moaning and audible sighs of others were becoming louder. She felt the man probing her with his fingers until he inserted two of them in her. The excitement was unbearably intense for her. Amber felt she was very close to achieving an orgasm. She felt the probing of manicured fingers in her wet pussy. Unable to hold back any longer, she allowed the orgasm to come forth. She arched her pelvis upward and trembled as the orgasm manifested itself throughout her body. She was now longing for sexual intercourse. She wanted a cock in her!

Mark felt the woman's long fingers wrap around his rock hard cock. She began to slowly stroke it as he played and fingered the woman next to him. He thought this type of play, as a prelude to getting to know the other participants was pure brilliance. He was thankful Amber talked him into attending the seminar. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on giving pleasure to the woman on his right as well as receiving pleasure from the one on his left. His hand explored in and around the woman's labia. He made a point of trying to remember what the woman's pubic hairline was like. He felt the hairline terminate a few inches on either side of the pussy lips indicating she shaved to accommodate bikini panties. His middle finger entered the moist slit and he felt her lurch upwards to meet him. He began slow and deliberate in and out motions, making a point to rub her erect clit.

"All right my dear friends. Please slowly stop what you are doing. I know many of you are very close to orgasm but it is now time to stop. Just put your arms to your sides. Keep your blindfolds on. Lydia will lead you back to your seat," Dr. Benovoir instructed.

Amber did not want this exercise to end. She was enjoying it immensely. She felt a woman's hand take her hand signaling her to get up. Amber sighed deeply and complied with the woman's wish.

Everyone was now back in their seats when Dr. Benovoir spoke. "Now you may remove your blindfolds."

The participants removed their masks and blinked at the sudden bright light.

"What did you think of our get acquainted exercise?" Dr. Benovoir asked smiling.

Several people nodded indicating their approval.

Susan Cavendish spoke. "Dr. Benovoir, I have a wonderful suggestion! Why don't we try to guess who we just met!" The participants giggled at this suggestion.

"Maybe at another time but I think it is better to keep you wondering who your recent partner was."

Amber wondered what the couples really thought about the exercise they had just experienced. Amber thought the exercise was the most erotic experience of her life. She felt the sexual energy of the room and knowing all the participants were becoming highly aroused was extremely exciting to her. Although the exercise was over, an aching sexual need remained in her. She wondered what else Dr. Benovoir had in store for them.

Dr. Benovoir announced a change in the agenda. He stated the agenda item, Exploring and debunking common myths about sex would be conducted in the afternoon, after lunch. The next agenda activity would be the Couples Breakout Session.

Dr. Benovoir spoke. "My dear friends, the next session will involve the pairing of couples. A married couple will be paired with an engaged couple. You will proceed to a designated area and, how can I say this, become better acquainted with each other." There was little doubt as to what Dr. Benovoir was suggesting. "The time allocation for this session will be exactly one hour and fifteen minutes. An announcement through the speakers located in your assigned room will advise you of the end of the session at which time proceed back to your room and dress into whatever you are comfortable in. Lunch will be served at 12:30 p.m. Our afternoon session will begin at 2:00 p.m. When your return, we want you to share your thoughts and feelings on your session. How you felt beforehand, during and after. It is extremely important you be completed honest and open with the group. There are no other specific instructions except that the purpose of this session is to experiment and be comfortable in new intimacies. Are there any questions?" No one had any questions.

"Fine," Dr. Benovoir continued. "The assignments are as follows. Geoffrey and Susan, you will be paired with Gerald and Crystal. Your assigned area is the Room of Quiet Solitude. Mark and Amber, you will be with Mike and Cindy. Your assigned area will be the Room of the New Dawn. Brian and Veronica, you will be paired with Win and Cheri and your room will be the Room of Dreams. The rooms are located on the first floor on the east end of the house. Lydia will be in the area directing you to appointed areas. May your meetings be rewarding and fulfilling. You may now proceed."

The participants stood up and began filing out of the room toward their assigned areas. Mike and Cindy waited for Mark and Amber outside the seminar room.

"Well, it looks like we're going to be spending some quality time together," Mike replied. He knew exactly what to expect and appeared pleased he and Cindy were paired with Mark and Amber.

"It looks that way," Amber replied. "Do you have any idea what we're supposed to do?"

"Oh, we'll figure something out," Mike replied with a naughty grin. Cindy also had a knowing smile.

Mark wasn't sure what would happen but he was sure of one thing. He was horny as hell! Mark was certain that Dr. Benovoir was encouraging couples to engage in intimate relations but he wasn't sure. He felt the vial of potion in his pocket. On the way to the room, he excused himself and went into the hall bathroom. He went into the restroom stall and removed the potion vial from his pocket. Mark shook the contents of the vial until he was sure the bottom of the cork was wet with the liquid. He removed the cork and dabbed the bottom of it on his tongue and lips. He replaced the cork and joined Amber who was waiting for him in the hall.

"Ready?" asked Amber.

"Yep. Are you," Mark replied.

"I think so."

Mark kissed her lightly on the lips. Instantly, she tasted the potion.

"Mark, you put some potion on your lips. I taste it. You are an evil, sex maniac!"

Mark smiled saying nothing. Hand in hand, they proceeded to the Room of the New Dawn.

***** Mike and Cindy were waiting in the hall, in front of the door leading to the Room of the New Dawn.

"Lydia asked us to wait for you before going in," Cindy said.

"Okay, sorry to keep you waiting," Amber replied. "Mark needed to go pottie."

Lydia came up to them and very quietly said, "You may go in. The room will be quite dark and your eyes will need to adjust. Just proceed slowly. You will hear instructions when you enter. Just follow the instructions. Enjoy!"

It sounded so mysterious to Amber. It seemed like they were playing a game. Perhaps they were, she thought.

The room was very dark with only indirect, faint florescent lighting shining down from the ceiling onto the walls. Invisible black lights made the participants glow an eerie purple color. The door closed behind them and for a second or two Amber was frightened. Her eyes could not focus at all and she could barely see a few feet in front of her. The two couples inched their way into the room until they reached some type of mat on the floor. A woman's deep, sultry voice broke the silence of the room.

"Welcome to the Room of the New Dawn. Please proceed to the center of the mat and sit down. Your eyes will soon adjust to the darkness," the voice said reassuringly. Sounds of dawn began coming through the speakers. A rooster crowed. Birds were chirping.

The two couples sat on the thick padded mat reminding Mark of a pillow top mattress cover. Amber ran her hands over the mat and felt the quilted fabric covering the mat. It felt quite nice and comfortable.

The voice softly and slowly instructed, "Please lie down and close your eyes until I tell you to open them."

Amber felt a need to hold Mark's hand. She reached for it in the semi-darkness, found it and held it firm. The four people laid down on the mat and closed their eyes. Mark could hear the breathing of the participants. He felt very relaxed and found the background sound very soothing. He tasted the potion in his mouth.

Exactly three minutes transpired when the speaker voice broke the reverie in the room. "Please slowly open your eyes and sit up now. You should be able to see better now."

The couples sat up and found they could indeed see much better although it was still dark in the room.

The voice continued. "Mark, please move about ten feet away from the group. Please remain in the sitting down position." Mark was amazed the speaker spoke his name. He complied with the instructions.

"Cindy, please join Mark," the voice instructed. Cindy moved to Mark. "Amber, please move closer to Mike." Amber, only a few feet away moved her body toward Mike until she felt his body against hers.

"Mike, Mark, please loosen the robe belt of Amber and Cindy and pull open the robe. Amber, Cindy, please loosen the robe belt of Mike and Mark and pull open the robe."

Mark moved closer to Cindy and unfastened her robe belt and pulled the garment open. As he did, his hand brushed lightly against her breasts. Cindy reciprocated in kind. Mark had a raging erection.

Amber felt Mike loosen her belt and open her robe. The lighting of the room allowed her to see Mike but only in a shadowy sort of way. She loosened Mike's belt and opened his robe. Instinctively she looked downward but was unable to see anything.

Again, the speaker gave instructions. "Remove your robes and explore the body of your partner."

Amber allowed the robe to drop off her shoulders. Her skin felt extremely sensitive. Her nipples were becoming erect. She knew from past experience, the potion was taking effect. The combination of the potion and intimate exercise was creating a powerful sexual force within her. She saw Mike removing his robe. She was anxious to feel him and moved closer. She felt Mike's arms wrap around her and embrace her. She moved her hand downward, found his erect cock and began gentle fondling. She felt the organ respond to her stroking and touching.

A few feet away, Mark pulled Cindy toward him. Her firm, warm breasts pressed into his chest. He moved his lips to her face and kissed her. She eagerly opened her mouth and accepted his darting tongue.

Cindy immediately detected the minty taste on Mark's lips and tongue. The taste was similar to a breath mint. She liked the way Mark kissed, especially his prowess with his tongue. She moved her hand between his legs and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Shortly after kissing Mark, she began feeling erotic sensations in and around her pussy. She knew she was getting extremely lubricated. Her nipples tingled and she inwardly wished Mark would suckle on them. Unbeknownst to her, the potion was creating a sex drive in her that could not be reversed.

Similarly, the love potion was transforming Amber into the aggressor. She forcefully pushed Mike down on the mat. She ran her hands over his body, terminating at his sex organ. She had an insatiable desire to taste his cock. Despite adjusting somewhat to the darkness, Mike was barely visible to her adding to the mystique of the sexual encounter. She moved in a position to put his now hard cock in her mouth. She lowered her lips to the penis, opened her mouth and took in the engorged glans, the organ head. She heard Mike groan in pleasure. Amber tightened her lips around the glans ridge and moved her head up and down on the organ before taking him deep into her throat. The taste of his pre cum was intoxicating. While sucking his manhood, she enjoyed Mike's fondling of her breasts.

Meanwhile, a few feet away, Mark and Cindy were in deep embrace and were kissing passionately. Cindy could not wait any longer. Facing Mark, she straddled him and lowered herself onto his cock. She found his cock and guided him in her. The potion made her exceedingly wet allowing the cock to slide in effortlessly. Cindy loved the sensation of a strange cock entering her pussy for the first time. To her it was the ultimate pleasurable body experience. She did not realize the potion made every square inch of her body a sexual receptor. Mark and Cindy were coupled only for a minute or so but her orgasms were occurring in rapid succession. It seemed every thrust of his cock caused another breathtaking orgasm.

Cindy moved her torso up and down on Mark erection. She increased the pace of the fucking hoping to satisfy the deep craving lurking within her pussy. Her breasts were inches from Mark's face. She moved a breast into Mark's face, encouraging him to suck it. Mark began sucking and licking her breasts hungrily.

"Suck my nipples hard!" Cindy gasped. "Suck both of them! Oh my God, that feels so good." She continued to impale herself on the cock knowing she was again on a threshold of an orgasm. A few seconds later, the orgasm came. She constricted her pussy around Mark's cock, enjoying the wonderful sexual sensation. Mark began to moan as he began his spasms of climax.

Mike and Amber were now in the sixty nine position performing oral sex on each other. Amber closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on receiving pleasure and giving pleasure at the same time. As Mike tongued her, it was very difficult directing her attention to the cock in her mouth. She decided she could not do two things at the same time. She got on her back, and spread her legs. Her puffy, sexually receptive pussy was an inviting target to Mark. Mike placed his arms under her legs and lifted her torso. He put his face between her legs and proceeded to tongue the wet pussy before him. She now wanted his cock in her.

"Mike, I need you in me," Amber said urgently.

Mike responded by putting himself in the classic missionary position. She helped guide him as his cock slid in deliciously between her swollen and receptive labia. Amber put her two hands on his buttocks and pulled him closer to her. Their bodies melded into one lovemaking machine, each person in perfect harmony with the other. Amber was transfixed into a state of sexual bliss. Each time he thrust, she moved her body upward to meet him. Amber sensed Mike quicken the pace and knew he was on the threshold of a climax. She always possessed the ability to feel when a man was ready to cum. Mike began to fuck faster and faster until he violently expelled his cum in Amber's inner sanctum. She embraced him as he collapsed on top of her. She was in a state of sexual delirium, barely cognizant of who just made love to her.

The soft speaker voice broke the silence of the room. "Please stop what you are doing at an opportune moment and move to the center of the room."

The two couples slowly moved to the center of the mat, complying with the instructions they just heard.

"Now please embrace each other as a group," the speaker voice instructed. "You must be close to each other to accomplish this." The group complied by moving closer. The couples embraced each other, their hot bodies touching.

Several seconds later, the speaker voice spoke again. "Now, embrace your spouse and express yourself any way you wish."

Mark took Amber in his arms and pressed her body into his, feeling and smelling the familiarity of her wonderful soft body. He quietly whispered in her ear. "I love you so much Amber." Then he kissed her lovingly on her full lips.

Amber was touched by Mark's comment. "I love you with all my heart, my darling," she quietly replied. Amber heard Mike and Cindy whispering to each other but could not discern what they were saying.

The voice spoke again in a quiet, pleasing tone. "This session is now over. We hope you enjoyed your session. Please put on your robes and return to your room. Change into comfortable clothing. Lunch will be served at 12:30 p.m. Goodbye. Enjoy the remainder of the seminar." The indirect lighting in the Room of the New Dawn became a little brighter.

Mark and Amber found their robes and put them back on. Mike and Cindy did the same. The couples said their goodbyes and quietly headed for their rooms in a dreamlike trance. They were feeling extremely fulfilled and gratified.

To be continued.