From Lost In Eros – Book 1
Don & Toshia wake up in strange circumstances.
In 10 Parts By BradentonLarry. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.
It wasn’t an unusual dream for Don. He was chasing his best-friend and perpetual unrequited love interest Toshia through an ever shifting landscape of parking structures, Moroccan ruins and crowded shopping malls. This time there were no evil robots or monsters chasing them, only some kind of generally tag-like game they were playing. Ultimately, Don caught up to his elusive quarry. There was some nonsensical banter, and then the dream Toshia, who at that moment looked a lot like the actress Alyson Hannigan, grabbed Don’s head and kissed him hard, almost painfully.
This intense moment was followed by a chaotic flood of erotic sensations and images impossible to make sense of. This chaos gradually sorted itself out and Don was lying in bed watching Toshia undress. Toshia now looked like herself, fit and slim, with narrow hips and perfect small tits; honey brown hair, straight, falling to her shoulders in a tousled mess from the chase; pretty gamin face smiling at him mischievously.
Don couldn’t see her beautiful violet eyes in the darkness but he felt them dancing with playful wit. She slowly peeled herself out of the harlequin costume she was inexplicably wearing, and then, with supple grace and speed she slipped under the silk top sheet and snuggled up to Don, her back spooned against his front. She then promptly fell asleep.
Of course, Don could not sleep, even in a dream, with Toshia’s warm naked body pressed up against him. He could smell the floral scent of her hair, his hand could feel her tit pressed against his palm, and her feet were against the tops of his own. Not least, her firm ass was pushed back against his erection, which was rather insistent in its demand for attention. Don cautiously gave Toshia’s tit a gentle squeeze, and then moved his hand to run up along her arm, which was crossed in front of her belly. He ran his hand down along the side of her body, caressing the curve of her hip. Raising his head, he kissed her round shoulder. His hand moved down to her upper thigh, as his lips moved slowly, lightly up her shoulder toward her neck. Reaching around a bit further, Don gently slipped his hand between her thighs. Toshia rolled back toward him a bit and parted her legs a little for him. His lips reached her neck, and he paused there, lingering, as he felt her moist sex with his questing fingers. Toshia pushed her behind back against him a bit, parted her legs a bit further, and let out a quiet sigh.
And, that was when Don realized he was no longer dreaming. There was actually a naked woman lying up against him and responding to his touch. Moreover, he was sure it was actually Toshia. Confusion pushed itself to the forefront of his mind, shoving a loudly protesting arousal out of the way. Perhaps responding to a change in Don’s caress, Toshia’s body stiffened a little in his arms. Then she was twisting around and pulling away.
“What the hell?!” she looked around in the dark, and then down at Don’s own confused face. “Don?”
“Yeah,” he croaked, appreciating for the first time that he had just been deeply asleep. In retrospect he would realize that he should here have taken the high ground, but Toshia got there first.
“This isn’t funny!” she exclaimed. “Where’s Sarah?”
“I’m not laughing, am I?” Don managed, “And I have no idea. How did you get in here?”
“Me? What are you doing in my bed?”
“Your bed?” Don frowned and then, for the first time since waking, looked at something other than Toshia. “Well, I don’t have silk sheets, so it’s not my bed, but is this really your bedroom?”
He knew of course that this was not her bedroom, because this room was immense. The enormous four poster bed, which Don guessed must be about the size of four king-sized beds put together, was situated in the middle of the largest bedroom Don had ever seen in person. He imagined there must be palaces with bedrooms this big, but nothing that either Toshia or he could possibly afford to even rent. All about the room were small tables, and some bureaus with drawers, that had candles on them. The ceiling was at least fifteen feet overhead, and was paneled in the same dark wood as the walls.
“Where the hell are we?” Toshia demanded.
“Seriously, do you honestly think I have any idea?” Don asked.
“Yeah, I guess not,” Toshia grudgingly admitted. “But still, what the hell is going on?”
Don shrugged, and clambered over to the side of the bed and sat up, putting his feet down on the soft plush carpeting that covered the floor from wall to wall. He stood up and took a few steps toward the nearest bureau.
“Yep, you’re naked alright,” Toshia said from behind him.
He looked back over his shoulder with a smile, to see her crawling across the bed to join him, and said, “I’m pretty sure you are too.”
“Yeah, I noticed,” she scowled. “Do you see any clothes lying around?”
“Not even a little,” Don admitted. “What’s the matter? Bashful?”
“Ha!” she laughed as she got out of the bed, and moved toward him. Don couldn’t help but gape a bit at the sight of her body, which he was seeing naked for the first time. He was a little surprised that she looked pretty much as he had imagined, even down to the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. She frowned a little at his attention, and said, “I can see you’re not bashful.”
“Well, it’s not like, Oh!” he noticed that she was looking at the hard-on that was standing out proudly in front of him. Don laughed, “Well, what can I say? You’re hot.”
“It’s not just that,” she said as she stepped ahead of him toward the bureau. “Don’t think I didn’t notice what you were up to when I woke up.”
Deciding to change the subject, Don said, “I’m pretty sure these candles weren’t lit a few minutes ago.”
“You mean when you were groping me?” she scowled over her shoulder at him, catching him looking at her ass.
“Um, yeah, then.”
“Make it a habit of molesting any woman you wake up next to?”
Don frowned for a second before saying, “Well, yeah. Should I be apologizing for that? Look, I was, at best, half-asleep. I stopped as soon as I realized I wasn’t dreaming.”
“You didn’t take your hand away,” she observed with a wry smile.
“You didn’t give me a chance.”
“Uh huh.”
“Hey, you weren’t exactly unresponsive,” Don pointed out.
Toshia shook her head, and said, “Fine, we were asleep, and you didn’t kidnap me and try to rape me.”
“Exactly,” Don nodded. “But, really, did you need to throw ‘rape’ into the conversation?”
Toshia looked around the room angrily, “Well, somebody sure as hell is up to something like that. We’ve been kidnapped, stripped and put into bed together. This is either going to turn out very badly or we’re the victims of some really elaborate and twisted practical joke.”
“Yeah,” he nodded, “that does seem to be about the size of it.”
“Now, let’s see if we can find some clothes.” Toshia pulled the top drawer of the bureau open.
“Well, we can’t wear those,” Don observed.
After what felt like a long moment, Toshia swallowed and said, “No, that one can be worn.”
The black-felt-lined drawer had an interesting array of dildos of various types, colors and sizes lined up inside it. Toshia was right; the one furthest to the right was a strap-on.
Toshia pushed the drawer closed emphatically, and then rather forcefully opened the next. This one held a variety of other sex toys, including a number of tubes of what were labeled as simply “LUBRICANT”.
“What, no brand name?” Don wondered as he took one of the tubes to examine more closely.
Toshia ignored him and opened the third and final drawer, only to find a number of whips, flogs and riding crops. She slammed this drawer shut angrily, and stormed off to the next bureau. Don trailed after her, still looking at the tube of LUBRICANT.
“This really is weird,” he pointed out. “Not only is there no brand name, there’s nothing else at all on this. No manufacturer, no ingredients list, no expiration date, no instructions or warnings. Nothing.”
Toshia stopped, the handles to the next drawer in her hands, and looked slowly around the room. Don looked up, saw her, and also took a moment to look around the room. Almost simultaneously, they said, “No doors.”
“This is less and less funny by the minute,” Toshia scowled. Opening the drawer in front of her, she snapped, “More fucking sex toys!”
Don fought back the urge to point out that that was a bit redundant; Toshia was clearly in no mood for silly comments. Instead he said, “You know I really think what I said earlier about the candles was important.”
“You really think they lit all by themselves when we woke up?” Toshia asked while continuing to open drawers in the dwindling hope of finding any kind of garment.
Don, who thought their state of undress was the least of their troubles, stopped to look at one of the candlesticks more closely. He said, “Well, I had the distinct impression that it was very dark when I started , 'groping’ you. I’m certainly sure it wasn’t this bright.”
There seemed to be nothing unusual about the candle. He took the candle in hand and pulled it out of his holder. Tipping it to the side only resulted in a trickle of melted wax running onto the carpet. Don felt a pang of guilt for messing up someone’s carpet, but quickly got over it. Whoever had abducted them, out of mischief or malice, deserved to have their carpet messed up, at the very least. He blew the candle out, and it stayed out. He put the candle back in place and it promptly glowed back to life.
“Fucking hell,” he said. “Did you see that?”
“Damn it, Don,” Toshia said from the other side of the room. “There’s nothing but sex toys in this place. What the hell is going on?”
“A couple of things come to mind. Probably the least alarming is some kind of Candid Camera thing,” Don suggested as he looked around a bit more carefully at the walls, peering into the dark corners.
“Yeah! They must be watching us somehow,” Toshia began to glare at the walls, looking for any sign of a camera.
Don picked up another candle and moved closer to the wall, working his way toward the corner. “The trouble is,” he said, “that if it’s a webcam it could be extremely small, and if it’s up near the ceiling we probably won’t be able to find it. Of course, the video quality will suck, particularly at that distance.”
“You’ve given this way too much thought, Don,” Toshia said from her side of the room, where she had taken a candle of her own and was examining the wall for lenses.
“Not really; just now. The thing is that whoever did this went to a lot of trouble for a crappy video of us. I mean, look at this place. They must have piles of money; you’d think there’d be a big two-way mirror in here somewhere.”
Toshia stopped and looked back at him, “Seriously, you’re not helping.”
Don shrugged, and then turned around to look at her. “I just thought of something else.”
“What?” she asked, turning to see him.
“I don’t feel drugged at all.”
“Me either,” she shrugged. “Oh, yeah. How did someone get us here, undressed and in bed together without drugging us? Or, at least one of us?”
“Hey, you said you believed me!”
Just at that moment, there was a kind of scraping sound from the direction of the bed. Tense from the strange circumstances of their predicament, both Don and Toshia turned quickly; in time to notice that one of the panels over the bed had slid open, and before three bodies tumbled out of the opening and onto the bed. This was all accompanied by at least a pair of high pitched shrieks and followed by a chorus of giggling laughter. An enthusiastic feminine voice said, “Look what you did!”
Another said, “It wasn’t me!”
A third said, “Well, it wasn’t me!”
Three completely naked young women had fallen into their room, onto the enormous bed, without any obvious injury, and now were proceeding to boisterously tickle each other, in the apparent hope of soliciting a confession of some sort. Meanwhile, the panel over the bed slowly slid closed. Don and Toshia looked at each other with confused expressions. Don then Toshia blew out their respective candles and set them down on the closest bureau. Then, moving cautiously, as if afraid to draw the three new women’s attention, they came together about twenty feet from the nearest side of the bed.
“A psychology experiment of some kind?” Toshia suggested quietly.
“A good one!” Don whispered with a grin.
She jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow, and hissed, “Focus! We’ve been kidnapped, remember?”
Before Don could respond, one of the three brawling young ladies caught sight of them and gave a delighted squeal. “Hello there!” she said, and then, “Look girls, we’ve got company!”
There was a chorus of happy noises as the three bed crashers disentangled themselves and clambered for the edge of the bed. Don was surprised to feel Toshia’s hand steal into his. He smiled a little as her fingers intertwined with his. He didn’t think the three women coming toward them looked like sadistic cannibals, but this was a very weird situation, and he appreciated Toshia’s concern. In any case, anything that made her hold his hand was a good thing in his book, at least as far as he was concerned at that moment.
Don saw that the three girls before him seemed very young and were rather short. He had long ago given up guessing the ages of women in their late teens and early twenties, but he guessed that these three were in the former set. The fact that none of them had the slightest bit of pubic hair reinforced this impression. As to their height, Toshia was a couple of inches shorter than his own five foot eight, and none of these girls came up past her nose.
“Hi there!” said a slender brunette with straight black hair that hung down the length of her supple back. She seemed completely comfortable with meeting two strangers in the nude. She made no effort to cover either her tiny rigid nipples or her bare nether region. She batted big brown eyes at both of them, and said, “You’re new, aren’t you?”
“Um, yes, we’re new,” Don said.
“Oh! New playmates!” the other two girls exclaimed with delight in a somewhat off-putting unison.
The brunette was looking both Don and Toshia over with blatant interest. She licked her lips, smiled and said, “Welcome! Introduce yourselves, girls.”
At that moment, Don had to admit that the creepiness factor was a bit high, and feeling Toshia’s hand squeezing his was reassuring.
The buxom blonde took a step forward, and did a little curtsy, which was odd considering that she was stark naked. Her hair was very light and cut short, in kind of a pageboy. She had blue eyes and distractingly large tits. She smiled broadly and said “Hello, I’m Chastity.”
“Chastity?” Don couldn’t help asking. Then his innate sense of manners kicked in and he said, “Pleased to meet you.”
The third girl, a leggy redhead, with long curly hair hanging down around her face and over her full, but reasonably medium-sized tits, leaned forward a bit. She flashed a warm smile and startling green eyes at them both and said, “I’m Modesty.”
“Hello Modesty,” Don nodded.
“And I’m Virginia,” said the thin brunette who seemed to be the trio’s leader.
“Of course you are,” Toshia said under her breath.
If Virginia heard, she did not pay any attention. Instead she said, “And together they call us, ”
“The Nymphets!” all three girls exclaimed together.
Grinning at the absurdity of the situation, Don looked over at Toshia who was similarly amused. Shaking her head a couple of times to try to regain a straight face, Toshia said, “It’s very nice to meet you girls. I’m Toshia and this is Ron. We were wondering if you might tell us where we are?”
“You’re right here,” Chastity laughed.
“Yes, but besides that, where is here?”
“This is a bedroom,” Modesty pointed out. She then slipped forward to stand next to Don. She put her arm around him and began to caress his chest.
“And, um, where is this bedroom exactly?” Don asked.
“Right here, silly,” Chastity giggled. Following Modesty’s lead, Chastity moved up close to Don, and promptly began to stroke his cock, which had become considerably less stiff during the searching of the room, but was, naturally enough, quickly responding to this new attention.
Toshia stared at the two girls brazenly fondling Don with a look of shock and amazement. He looked back at her with a confused expression of amusement, which was obviously not one of objection. Toshia decided to try another tack. She asked, “Where did you girls come from?”
“From the hole over the bed,” Virginia said, with a tone that added ‘obviously.’ She smiled at Toshia and reached out to caress her shoulder reassuringly.
Toshia looked at the hand on her shoulder and then back to Virginia, and asked, “And before that?”
Virginia’s hand had left Toshia’s shoulder and moved slowly down her arm. Virginia cocked her head to the side a bit and then traced her fingers over the skin of Toshia’s tit, circling her nipple with her fingernails. Don felt Toshia shiver. Finally, Virginia said, “Well, before that we must have been upstairs, I suppose.”
At a loss for words, Toshia tore her eyes off the brunette who seemed to be very, very close to her now, and looked to Don for help. Don met her eyes, and then nodded downward, directing her to notice the fact that Chastity had dropped to her knees in front of him and was slowly but purposefully sucking on his cock, which was now again extremely hard.
Modesty leaned in and ran her tongue over Don’s nipple, and he found his free arm slipping around the pretty redhead’s body. He looked back at Toshia, who still clutched his other hand but had her eyes closed. Virginia’s mouth was on Toshia’s tit, sucking on her nipple. Don made what seemed to him to be a herculean effort and managed to ask, “Do you know what we’re doing here?”
Modesty gave his nipple a playful nip, then looked up at him with a glimmer in her emerald eyes, and said, “We’re having fun.”
Chastity took Don’s cock out of her mouth long enough to add, “Silly.”
Don struggled to come up with a response to that, or a new question to ask, but Modesty then got down to her knees next to Chastity, and the two girls began to take turns sucking on his cock, licking it, and kissing each other, all with happy enthusiasm. He looked back over to notice that with her free arm Toshia was holding Virginia’s head to her tit, and that Virginia had worked one hand up between Toshia’s legs, and seemed to be slipping at least one finger up inside Toshia’s cunt, while pressing her palm against Toshia’s clit. The sight of Toshia standing naked next to him, obviously experiencing intense sexual pleasure was riveting.
Then Don was distracted by the fact that Chastity and Modesty had abruptly stopped orally pleasuring him. He looked down and saw that they were whispering and giggling about something. Before he could ask what was going on, though, he felt Toshia pulling on his arm. Looking up, he saw that Virginia was drawing Toshia toward the bed. Toshia followed almost as if Virginia’s mouth and fingers had bewitched her. Soon, Don felt Toshia’s fingers loosen, and he let her hand go. In another moment, Virginia had fallen back on the huge bed, pulling Toshia down with her.
Don looked back down, only to see Modesty and Chastity getting to their feet. Chastity still had his very hard cock in her hand.
“We were trying to decide who gets to fuck you first,” Modesty explained with a happy grin.
“Ah,” Don smiled. “Don’t I get a say in that?”
Modesty laughed, and said, “And make you hurt one of our feelings?”
The two girls put their arms around him and guided him, quite willingly, toward the bed, where he saw that Virginia had rolled Toshia over on her back and was working her way down Toshia’s body.
Reaching the bed, Chastity let go of Don and crawled up on the bed, only a short distance away from where Toshia was arching her back while Virginia buried her face between her legs.
As Don climbed back onto the bed, he asked Modesty, “Well, who won?”
“Oh, we’ll all win,” she laughed. She swatted him playfully on the ass, and said, “Now lie on your back.”
Happy to oblige, Don lay back on the silk sheets, looking to the side to see Toshia, one hand tangled in Virginia’s dark hair, and the other cupping her own tit tightly. Then, Don’s attention was dragged back to himself, as he felt Chastity straddling his abdomen. He looked up to see this beautiful blonde young woman smiling happily down at him as she reached down and took his cock in her hand. As Don reached up to get his hands on the girl’s luscious tits, Chastity rubbed the head of his organ all along her very wet lips. Modesty came up behind her friend and reached around, adding her hands to Don’s on Chastity’s tits. As Chastity pushed Don’s cock into the mouth of her cunt, Modesty began to kiss her friend’s neck. Slowly, Chastity lowered herself, letting Don’s eager penis fill her. Don’s cock, already over stimulated by the strange events prior to this, almost exploded at once. Fortunately, Chastity stopped for a moment.
“That’s a big cock, isn’t it?” Modesty asked.
“Um-hum!” Chastity nodded.
“She hasn’t had a nice big cock in a long time,” Modesty smiled down at Don, before going back to kissing and nibbling on Chastity’s neck.
Chastity put her hands on Don’s chest and began to slide slowly up and down on his shaft. Don and Modesty squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. The erotic intensity of the sight of this blonde beauty riding him with the redhead waiting her turn was only matched by the sensation of having Chastity’s warm, tight cunt milking Don’s cock. Modesty began to nibble and suck on Chastity’s ear, which caused the blonde to cry out happily and to reach up over her shoulder to hold Modesty’s head to her. Now supported with one hand on Don’s chest, and his own hands on her full tits, Chastity sank down fully on his cock and began to grind back and forth on him. His cock slid in and out of her, while she pressed her clit down against his lower abdominals.
Next to him on the bed, Toshia’s arm suddenly flew out and grabbed his bicep in a vice-like grip. Her whole body tensed and she cried out as Virginia made her come hard and long. Don watched raptly, almost distracted from the fact that a sexy young woman was riding his body to an impending orgasm of her own.
Then, though, Don felt fingers stroking his balls, and noticed that Modesty had let go of Chastity’s tits. After a few moments of this, Modesty said from over Chastity’s shoulder, “She loves this.”
Chastity held still for a moment, and Don felt pressure against the underside of his cock. He realized that Modesty had pushed at least one finger up into Chastity’s ass. Chastity gasped, lowered herself a bit, so that her big tits were almost in Don’s face. Then she began to rock on him. Don could feel Modesty working her finger(s) in and out of her friend’s ass while his body was being used to fill Chastity’s cunt and to rub against her clit. It wasn’t long before Chastity squealed out and began to shake and quiver on top of Don. He felt her cunt squeezing and pulling on his cock as she came. She seemed to come and come in a series of gradually diminishing orgasms.
Eventually, the pretty blonde collapsed onto Don’s chest, breathing hard. Don noticed that there was motion on Toshia’s side of the bed, but before he could see what was happening, Modesty’s impish face appeared over Chastity’s naked, sweat-glistened shoulder and said, “My turn!”
Chastity laughed good-naturedly, and slowly pulled herself up off Don’s cock, then gave him a quick kiss on the lips before rolling off to the side. Modesty, who was already straddling Don’s legs, didn’t waste a moment. She scooted up over him, took his wet and slippery cock in her hand, and positioned it at the mouth of her cunt. She sank down on it in one greedy motion.
“Um, now that’s good!” she grinned down at him. Modesty brought her knees up, and planted her feet on either side of Don, so that she was squatting down on top of him. He took her narrow waist in his hands as she began to piston up and down on his shaft enthusiastically. Soon she was shouting, “Yes! Yes!” as she drove herself down again and again on him. Throwing her mane of red hair back, she finally pushed down on him one last time and held still while she trembled and shook with her orgasm.
Don’s thoughts slowly started to wander back toward what a strange series of events he was caught up in. But then, Virginia said, “It’s my turn!”
“Aw, I’m not done with him,” Modesty pouted.
“You only let me have one turn,” Chastity pointed out with a giggle.
“Oh, fine.” Modesty slowly released Don’s cock, leaned down to kiss him, and then rolled off to tackle Chastity.
Looking around a bit, Don saw Virginia up on her hands and knees, facing what Don was thinking of as the foot of the bed, where she and Toshia had been just a few minutes earlier. Virginia tossed her dark hair over her shoulder and said, “Come fuck me, Don.”
Shaking his head a little in bemusement, Don managed to get up on his knees and behind Virginia. While doing this he was looking around for Toshia. He eventually saw her moving along a section of a wall, pushing and prodding at it. Suddenly drawn back to the actual particulars of his and Toshia’s predicament, he realized that she was looking for a secret panel. This was an excellent idea, though he was surprised she had thought of it in the throes of sexual ecstasy. Obviously, he wouldn’t have thought of it, not while the Nymphets were distracting him. He thought about joining Toshia in her search, but then thought that it might be a good idea to continue to put on a show for whoever was probably watching, giving Toshia a chance to possibly look without being watched herself.
In any case, Don thought, as he pushed his cock slowly into Virginia’s exceptionally tight and hot vagina, to leave the party on the bed now would just be rude. He took hold of Virginia’s very narrow waist with both hands and began to fuck in and out of her slowly and almost to the full length of his cock. At her quite vocal encouragement, he began to pick up the pace, driving in and pulling out of her almost violently. He felt Virginia’s fingertips brushing against the underside of his cock as she reached back to play with her clit. She tossed her long hair back, out of her face. Don, on a whim, reached forward and took hold of a large bit of that dark hair, up close to her scalp and pulled her head back, using that grip on her hair and the hold on her waist to keep her in place while he fucked her from behind.
Somehow, knowing that Toshia was looking for an escape made it easier to resist the almost overwhelming urge to come. Every fiber of Don’s body wanted to fill this incredibly sexy and wanton girl’s cunt with his cum, but he was able to hold back, fucking her hard and deep, until she was gasping and crying out that she was coming. Chastity and Modesty squealed with delight and crowded around their partner in sexual mischief, kissing and stroking her quivering body.
Eventually, Virginia pulled away from Don, and fell into Modesty’s welcoming embrace. Chastity, on the other hand, threw herself on her back on the bed with her smooth legs wide, and said, “Oh! My turn again! Fuck me, Don!”
Don smiled down at the cute little blonde who was grinning up at him and squeezing her big tits, and moved over between her legs. When he lowered himself so that he could push his cock into her, Chastity threw her legs around his waist, pulling him into her. With a very satisfied look on her face, she began to rock against him.
Up near Chastity’s head, Virginia and Modesty had quickly gotten into a tight 69. Don looked from that to the cute face of the girl he was fucking, felt the cunt squeezing and pulling his cock, and new that it wouldn’t be long at all before he would be coming. Losing all sense of restraint, he began to fuck in and out of Chastity with abandon. She grinned broadly above her jiggling tits and said, “Yes, fuck me hard!”
It was right then that Don heard Toshia calling his name. With tremendous strength of will, he turned his head and saw her standing at the wall, in front of an opening of some sort. She was gesturing at him emphatically. Now?! he thought to himself. Don closed his eyes tightly, reminded himself that he really did love Toshia, and then opened his eyes and smiled down at Chastity.
“I’m terribly sorry, my dear, but I have to go now.”
“Oh, poo!” she said with an exaggerated, but, somehow he was sure, entirely sincere pout.
He leaned down and gave her a kiss, and said, “But it was lovely to meet you, and I’d be happy to do this again soon.”
“Oh good!” she beamed, and kissed him again.
Don pulled out of her and crawled across the bed toward Toshia. Looking back, he saw that Virginia and Modesty had already included Chastity in their playful pile of oral sex. Padding across the floor with his raging hard on bouncing before him, Don thought, This had better be good.
Toshia had gotten control of herself right after the girl Virginia had given her that wonderful orgasm. She had known she shouldn’t let herself be seduced so easily, but in the end was glad she’d given in. The orgasm had cleared her head and let her think clearly again. Though she wouldn’t tell him, on top of everything else, Don had gotten her quite rattled.
First, there had been that moment of half-waking when she had somehow known that it was he who was kissing her neck and teasing her with his fingers. She had been more than a little irritated with him for stopping and breaking the deliciously euphoric moment. Then, he had to go parading around naked with that cock of his on display. It had been a long time since she’d been with a man, and she’d spent years thinking that Don was a safe, platonic friend. Now she’d been aroused by his touch, and seen his body naked; all of it. She feared that this meant trouble.
To make things even worse, those three nubile girls had dropped in. Toshia was shocked to find that she was irritated when Modesty (ha!) and Chastity had thrown themselves at Don even though Toshia was right there holding his hand. It had never occurred to her that she felt proprietary about him in any way until that moment. All of this was made worse by watching Chastity, and then Modesty (please!), going down on Don. She was shocked that seeing this should make her so incredibly hot. When Virginia pushed her finger up inside Toshia and began sucking on her nipple, Toshia knew that she would do anything at that moment. Fortunately, the young girl didn’t waste any time, aggressively pushing Toshia onto her back and then kissing her way down Toshia’s belly. Soon, Virginia was licking and sucking at Toshia’s clit, while fucking two fingers in and out of Toshia’s very wet cunt. The orgasm that blasted through Toshia’s body burned through her synapses like a cleansing fire. As she came down, Toshia had two clear thoughts, the first of which was of her girlfriend Sarah.
The wave of guilt that hit Toshia was powerful and fast moving. She loved Sarah very much, and here she was turned on by Don, and letting some pretty little girl go down on her. What was worse was that Toshia was actually kind of enjoying it. The danger, the titillation, the sex; it was all very exciting. Meanwhile, surely, Sarah must be at home, worried sick. Toshia had to get home.
Fortunately, the second thought after Toshia’s orgasm was that of a secret passage. There must be a way in and out of this damn room, and the panel that had opened for the Nymphets’ dramatic entrance gave Toshia the idea to look for a moving panel.
Virginia crawled up over Toshia’s body, kissing her naked flesh as she moved. The girl’s long dark hair trailed over Toshia’s sensitive skin and felt wonderful. The Toshia of just a few minutes earlier would have happily returned the delicious favor done her, but the new Toshia kissed Virginia a thank you, and then said she had to go check on something. Virginia seemed to accept this quite happily and turned her attention to the others on the bed. Chastity had gotten off Don and began to make out with Virginia, while Modesty (right!) climbed on top of him. Toshia rolled away from the action, already feeling distracted by the naked bodies. Not Don’s, she insisted to herself.
A Passage
Toshia had no idea what she was looking for, but just started to push on the panels any way she could think of. It was tedious work, made more so by having to ignore the sounds of loud, happy sex. Each of the girls in the room, including herself, had had noisy orgasms, and still Don was plowing away. The guy’s a fucking machine, she thought and then almost laughed at the silly pun. Somehow trying to not look at what was going on was making it worse. All she could think about was fucking, sucking, licking and coming. She was about to give up and go back to throw herself on the bed, letting whatever happened happen, when she felt the panel she was pushing on move in and a little to the right.
Stifling a cheer, Toshia leaned on it and shoved. The panel moved in and over, revealing a dark passage running along the other side of the wall. She leaned in and looked both ways, but saw only darkness. She felt a pang of trepidation at the thought of leaving this warm, so far unmenacing room, where there was good sex to be had, for the dark unknown of this secret passage. However, she remembered Sarah, and the fact that they still had no idea who had abducted them and why. Steeling her resolve, she held the panel open and turned back to get Don’s attention.
Oh god, she thought, as she saw his strong back and ass flexing as he plowed into Chastity, who really seemed to love it. Surely, this panel wouldn’t be going anywhere, and she could afford to go back and get fucked just once before attempting their escape. Then she remembered the strange candles that lit by themselves and the fact that somewhere around here lurked their abductors.
“Don!” she hissed, as loudly as she dared. Of course, he didn’t hear her, so she tried a little louder. Finally, she gave up and just called out loud, “Don!”
The expression on his face told her exactly how bad her timing was, and she had to fight back a mischievous chuckle. As Don came over, she gestured at one of the candles. Fortunately, he wasn’t so sex addled that he didn’t understand her right away. He picked up the candle and joined her at the passage entrance, scowling a bit at her and then into the shadowy opening.
“What’s the matter?” Toshia asked. “Didn’t you have fun?”
“Oh yes,” he smiled wryly, “lots! Only not quite so much as I might have liked.”
“That’s what you get for holding out, buddy,” she chuckled.
“I was trying to provide a distraction for your hunt,” he said.
“Oh, is that what you were providing?”
He raised an eyebrow at her smirk, and said, “Well, shall we?”
Toshia followed him into the passage, noting that the wooden flooring felt cold on her bare feet after the carpeting. The passage was just wide enough for Don to walk between the walls without brushing his shoulders against them. She started to let the panel slide back into place, but Don reached out and stopped it.
“Should we try to bring the girls?” he asked.
“The Nymphets?”
“Well, maybe they’ve been kidnapped too.”
“Or they’re in on it,” she pointed out.
“Do you really think Chastity is in on anything?” Don asked skeptically.
“Well, no, but I can’t see actually getting anywhere with them pawing you and giving you blowjobs.”
“I’m having a hard time seeing your point,” Don chuckled. He let the panel slide closed.
“Besides, Don, they’re just children for crying out loud.”
“You didn’t say that when Virginia was making you come,” he observed.
“Fair enough,” she agreed. “Now which way should we go?”
“This way,” Don said decisively and started off down the passage, holding the candle up over his eye level and ahead of himself.
“Is there some reason to go this way?” Toshia asked in a whisper as she followed him.
“Nope.”
“Okay, then.”
After about twenty paces, they came to a junction. The passage continued on ahead, and another went off at a right angle to the right. Don stopped and turned abruptly back toward her, and Toshia stumbled into him. Putting her hand out, she brushed his still somewhat rigid cock.
“Damn, Don, don’t you ever give that thing a rest?”
He laughed quietly, “It’s the other way around, actually.”
“Anyway,” Toshia forced herself to look down the new passage, “which way now?”
“There’s some rule about following a wall when you’re trying to navigate a maze.”
“There is?” Toshia asked skeptically.
“I think so, but I’ve never quite understood how it’s supposed to work. Anyway, let’s follow the right wall here,” Don suggested.
“Hey,” Toshia said suddenly. “How will we know if there’s another secret panel?”
“I have no idea,” Don admitted. “Wasn’t there a mechanism or something on the back of the last one?”
“I didn’t see one.”
“Hum,” Don stopped again, and Toshia bumped into him.
“Sorry,” she whispered. “It’s just dark in here.”
“I know. That’s why I stopped.” Don turned to her, and held the candle between them. “It seems to be going out.”
“Damn,” she breathed. The flame was clearly dwindling before their eyes. In a few seconds it had gone out entirely. “Why do you think it did that?”
“Hell if I know,” Don said in the dark. “Maybe it’s a magic candle that got too far from the room it was supposed to light up. Here, ” Toshia felt Don’s hand groping clumsily, brushing against her right tit, then finding her arm, and, finally her hand. “It’ll be slow going, but we should be ok. I’ll keep touching the right wall.”
“So much for looking for mechanisms, eh?” Toshia said as Don started moving down the passage again.
“You know, this is a very free-range sort of kidnapping,” Don mused.
“There weren’t any doors in the room.”
“Well, there were, just not any obvious ones, and the one we used wasn’t locked, and I don’t hear any alarms.”
“Yeah, that’s true, but, ” Toshia was cut off by Don stopping abruptly again. She hit her nose on his shoulder this time, and her left hand wound up on his ass. “Damn it, Don!”
“Shush!” he hissed. “I think I see a light ahead.”
“A candle?”
“No. Let’s get closer.” Don moved on even more slowly than before. Gradually a wan yellowish light began to fill the passage.
Finally they stopped before a large section of the left wall of the passage that was basically a window, through which the yellow light came. On the other side of the window was a bedroom, similar to the one they had left behind, but much smaller. It was also lit by candlelight, as well as a lit fireplace on the far side of the room. On the bed, a little to the left of what seemed the center to Toshia and Don, were a man and a woman apparently screwing, though they were moving slowly and intently. In a chair to the right, sat a man with dark hair and a goatee who was watching the couple on the bed. He was leaning back and idly stroking his rather impressive cock. Don nodded and pointed at something, but it took Toshia a moment to look beyond the masturbating man to see the door to the right of the fireplace. Apparently not all rooms in this place were accessed only by secret passage.
On the bed, the couple had rolled over some so the woman was on top. She tossed her long blonde hair, arching her back in the process, thrusting her full tits into the face of the man she was straddling. Toshia swallowed hard, and was a bit annoyed when she felt Don tugging her on down the passageway.
Still, she followed until they came to the next window, which showed them an empty bedroom with just a few candles glowing. The next window, though, on the right, showed a hallway, with a low bench positioned across from the window. On this bench a woman with long legs, small tits and very short black hair was on her hands and knees. Behind her a muscular man with long blonde hair brushing his shoulders was fucking her with firm slow strokes. Meanwhile another man, in at least as good shape as the other, held the woman’s head in his hands as she took him in her mouth. Toshia had released Don’s hand so she could turn to look out this side of the passage, and now noticed that her hand had moved down to touch herself. She wasn’t surprised to find that she was again, or still, very wet. Toshia watched raptly as the three bodies worked together in the hallway. She found herself watching the side of the strange woman’s behind, between where the man held her and where his pelvis was smacking into her as he fucked her with what looked like a good sized cock. Toshia looked down and saw that Don’s cock was again fully hard. She thought about touching it, but knew that if she did things would progress immediately to sex, so she forced herself to look away. Unfortunately the only other thing to look at was the threesome in the hallway. Toshia found herself staring at the woman’s throat and long pretty neck. Then the man she was sucking pulled away from her, took his cock in hand and sprayed his cum all over the woman’s face. She seemed to be laughing and happy as the pearly stuff splashed on her. In another moment the guy behind her also pulled out and came in a long stream all over her back and ass. Toshia found the whole display intensely, and surprisingly, arousing. She found herself touching herself again, and hoped that Don hadn’t noticed.
Stealing a glance to her left, Toshia saw that, in fact, Don had turned away and was moving further down the passage. She gave the three in the hallway one last glance, and then followed Don, catching up with him just as he turned a corner to the left. He next stopped again in front of a long, narrow, vertical window that opened to the left again. Frustratingly, he was standing in the way of Toshia’s getting a good view of what was going on through the window. She waited for a moment to see if he would move out of the way, but when that seemed unlikely to happen anytime soon, she cleared her throat.
Don looked at her, and seemed a bit surprised at her interest, but he took a step backward, so that she could slip in in front of him to see what he was watching. There, in another bedroom, a woman with long dark, curly hair was leaning back on her elbows on the edge of the bed. Her full tits sagged a bit to the side. Kneeling on the floor between her legs was what looked to be a smaller woman with bright red hair, as long as Toshia’s. This redheaded woman was apparently licking and sucking the woman on the bed. Both of the redhead’s hands were holding the other woman’s thighs, and her ass was up in the air, giving Don and Toshia an excellent view of its perfect round shape. The woman on the bed seemed to say something and then reached down with one hand to hold the redhead’s face to her cunt.
Toshia found herself breathless as she watched this through the window, and then noticed that she could feel Don’s straining cock pressed against her back. Then she almost jumped as a third person came into view. A naked man came over to the two women, and then got on his knees behind the redhead’s ass. He reached around in front of himself, and Toshia knew he was putting his hard phallus into the redhead. Soon she was watching the man’s back and ass as he shoved in and out of the redhead from behind.
“God, that’s hot,” Toshia breathed. Don seemed to take this as a cue. Toshia heard the candle he had been holding fall to the floor with an alarming loudness, and then she felt Don’s hands taking hold of her upper arms. Not caring any more about the repercussions, Toshia reached behind her with her left hand to take hold of that cock that was pressed against her. It was so hard and thick she was sure it must be painful for Don. She squeezed and pulled on it, as she watched every thrust of the man into the redhead shove her into the woman on the bed, whose tits jiggled with every push. Apparently no one in the room through the window had heard the candle fall, or they simply didn’t care. Toshia felt Don’s breath on her neck, and she wanted more, so she tilted her head to the side and felt his lips on her skin. Shivers ran down her spine.
The woman on the bed was now half-sitting up, both hands on the redhead’s head, obviously shuddering with an intense orgasm. In the passage, Don’s right hand left her arm and moved down to her belly, where it quickly slid down to find her moistened lips. Toshia squeezed his cock harder and managed to part her legs so he could get his hand between them. He found her clit and teased it between two fingers before reaching down further to part her labia and push those two fingers up inside her.
The woman on the bed had fallen back on the bed, her chest rising and falling deeply. Her left hand was cupping her left tit, and the right was thrown out on the bed. The redhead was now on all fours on the floor and the man was fucking her hard and fast from behind. Toshia reached out with her right hand and leaned on the wall next to the window. Don’s fingers were sliding in and out of her while the heel of his hand rubbed against her clit.
In the room a second man appeared and moved over to the woman on the bed. He climbed up on the bed and began to kiss her, cupping her free right tit in his hand. She responded at once, languorously rolling toward him as her right hand groped for the newcomer’s penis. The man behind the redhead reached forward and then lifted her up, so that he was supporting her weight in his arms as he lifted her up and down on cock. Toshia let go of Don’s cock and put her left hand on the wall to the left of the window. She leaned forward almost resting her forehead against the window. She spread her feet further apart.
Don’t stop, and don’t ask for permission, Toshia thought frantically.
Don’s left hand, which had moved to her waist when she released his cock, now left her for the moment, and she felt him adjusting his position behind her. Then he pulled his fingers out of her, and took hold of her right hip with his wet, slippery hand. Toshia felt his cock between her legs, and then the head of it was being pushed between her very wet lips. Trembling with excitement and anticipation, Toshia pushed back a bit toward Don and felt him begin to enter her.
Then the passageway was suddenly filled with light and a laughing voice was saying, “Oh, ho! What do we have here?”
Don and Toshia win more than answers.
Though he was just as startled as Toshia by the sudden interruption, Don’s first reaction was not to look to the light, to try to hide, or to try to defend himself. Instead, Don’s response was to just ignore whatever else was going on and to take the opportunity to finally fuck Toshia. It wasn’t the ideal romantic and erotic coupling he had often fantasized about, but, goddamn it, it was close enough!
Unfortunately, Toshia’s reaction was to pull away and turn to the light, blinking her eyes against the relatively brightness. Closing his eyes for a moment, due to the light and his frustration, Don turned to the light and the source of the voice.
“You were right, Igor, there are naughty peepers in the walls,” said the deep, cheerful voice.
Don opened his eyes, now fairly well adjusted to the new light level, and saw that he and Toshia had stopped at a window in the passage that was almost directly opposite just the kind of access panel they were supposedly looking for. In the opening stood a very tall, thin but muscular, black man wearing a bright red tuxedo jacket; the kind with tails; a matching top hat, and nothing else. Though Don couldn’t be sure, because of the hat and the jacket, the interloper seemed to be completely hairless. Certainly there was no sign of pubic hair above the quite impressive schlong hanging down between the man’s long legs. In his hand, the man held a walking stick with a gold handle that suggested some kind of alternate use as a sex toy to Don. On the man’s face was a broad white smile.
The big man gestured at them with his walking stick, and said, “Come on out of there and let us have a look at you, naughty peepers.”
Don looked to Toshia, who appeared suitably cautious. He thought the only other option they had at the moment was to try to escape down the dark passageway, and he frankly didn’t think that was likely to turn out well. This man in the top hat seemed to know where the access panels were, so Don thought he would be at least one step ahead of them in that regard. It also occurred to him that the man might be able to give them valuable information.
“I don’t think we, ” he started to say to Toshia.
The man in the light interrupted him, saying, “Oh come on, we won’t hurt you.” Then he laughed and added, “Unless you ask us to.”
Toshia sighed, shrugged and nodded to Don, in quick succession. Don, who was fractionally closer to the opening anyway, led the way. The man in red stepped back out of the way, and Don and Toshia came out into the hallway, which seemed to be similar to the one they had spied upon shortly before. They found themselves completely surrounded by a small crowd of interesting characters. Aside from the tall man in red, there was a tall (but not so tall as the first man), thin, white guy with an unruly mop of dark hair on his head who was wearing a kilt, a rather short (about Nymphet height) but muscular man with a swarthy complexion, short, brown hair, no clothes and another prodigious dong hanging in front of him, and three gorgeous women wearing high heels and evening dresses.
As Don and Toshia were taking all this in, the others were looking them over both intently and somewhat lasciviously; except for the short, brawny man, who seemed to have very little interest in what was going on. The man in red, who had been examining Toshia and Don a bit longer, was the first to speak, saying, “You’re new aren’t you?”
This provoked excitement among the others, except the short one.
“Um, yes, we’re new,” Don said.
“Ah!” the man laughed, “that explains everything!”
“It does?” Toshia asked.
“Indeed,” he answered. Then he took off his hat, showing his completely bald pate, and bowed, “Welcome to the Manor!” He gestured with his walking stick to each of his companions in turn and made introductions.
He indicated the short man, and said, “This is Igor, ”
“, Ilsa, ” The tall, busty Swedish-looking woman, with long straight blonde hair, with bangs cut in a straight line over her light blue eyes and improbably long and dark lashes, and wearing a clinging, shimmery blue sheath dress that hung suspended from two very thin spaghetti straps (strings, really) and her magnificent tits, smiled at them and nodded.
“, Keiko, ” The petite elegant East Asian woman, with hair just like Ilsa’s but jet black, quite a bit of striking makeup on her eyes and lips, and a form fitting bright red Japanese-style collared tunic dress that only came down to just above her knees, smiled demurely and actually bowed a little.
“, Natalia, ” The classy looking woman with long auburn hair that was swept up and coifed to show off her long, elegant neck which in turn was adorned by a glittering necklace of what looked to be diamonds and pearls, and wearing a low cut, long black dress with a slit on one side to show off one of her very nice, long legs, smiled enigmatically, and looked Don over from head to toe appreciatively.
“, Peter, ” The kilt-wearer grinned broadly, said, “Hello!” and stepped forward to shake both Don and Toshia’s hands firmly.
“, and they call me the Player,” the man in red finished.
“The Player?” Toshia asked.
“Indeed,” he smiled.
“Ah, well, um, I’m Don,” he said and gave a wave to everyone.
“And I’m Toshia,” she said without waving.
“Excellent! Good to meet you Don and Toshia,” the Player grinned. “We were just on our way to find a game to play; you must come join us.”
“Actually, we were hoping to leave, if you could just, ” Toshia started.
“Leave?” Natalia seemed shocked. “Why would you want to leave?” Don thought he detected a Slavic accent.
Toshia tried to explain, “Well, I have a girlfriend, ”
“But you just got here,” Peter pointed out.
“We’ll be your friends,” Ilsa purred to Toshia in a decidedly Scandinavian accent.
“That’s very nice, but that’s not really what I meant.”
“Um, speaking of just getting here,” Don cut in, addressing the Player, who seemed to be the leader of this gang. “Could you perhaps tell us exactly where here is?”
“Well, I suppose I could.”
“And who brought us here and why?”
“And which way is the exit?” Toshia added insistently.
To be continued in part 2
By BradentonLarry for Literotica