From Lost In Eros – Book 1
An Audience With the Lord & Lady of the Manor
In 10 Parts By BradentonLarry. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.
When Toshia opened her eyes, she croaked, “Hi Don!”
“Hi Toshia,” he grinned from within the tangled orgy.
Toshia noticed that Suzy was stroking Don’s hard cock for him, but watching the two of them. Suki and Sandy had gone back to caressing and kissing Toshia’s shoulders and tits. Toshia swallowed and said, “Don, meet the girls, Suki, Sandy, and that’s Suzy.”
“Pleased to meet you, ladies,” Don bowed a little.
“So, um,” Toshia said, “how do you feel about coming with us to a nice soft bed somewhere?”
“I think that’s about the best idea I’ve ever heard,” Don laughed.
“I thought you might think so,” Toshia smiled. Suki and Sandy seemed pleased with this idea too, and hopped off the table. Suzy stood up rather smoothly for someone who had just spent five minutes kneeling on a marble floor. Don took Toshia’s hand and drew her away from the table. His arm slipped around her waist, and her tits were pressed against his chest, while his hard cock was pressed against her belly. They were looking into each other’s eyes from a distance of mere inches.
Just then a by now familiar voice said, “Excuse me, Don and Toshia. I hate to interrupt, but I have been asked to present the Lord and Lady of the Manor.”
Don turned and stepped aside so they could both face the Player and the two individuals with him.
The Lord was a Teutonic-looking guy; big, muscular and a little like the model Fabio, with long blond hair. He was wearing a dark blue robe, open to the waist, showing off his broad chest. The Lady was a staggeringly beautiful woman, with dark eyes, lustrous, full dark hair falling down past her shoulders and curling on the tops of her swollen tits. She had full, pouting lips that promised all manner of sensual delight. She was wearing a white robe, otherwise just like the Lord’s, and Toshia was torn between looking at her hypnotic eyes, those luscious lips, and the sides of her tits and firm belly. The Lord was quite tall, but the Lady was about Toshia’s height. It may have been the frustration of the interruption coupled with all of the sex up to that moment, but Toshia thought she felt a sharp increase in her state of arousal while looking at this man and woman.
“Please allow us to welcome you to the Manor,” the Lady said with a warm voice that danced with a southern French or Italian accent. “We have heard quite good things about both of you, and would love to get to know you better.”
“Um, thank you, my lady,” Don said and bowed.
“Yes, thank you.” Then Toshia added, “What have you heard?”
The Lady laughed musically, and said, “Well, for one thing, that you’re a very good sport.”
“Oh,” Toshia managed, suddenly blushing again.
The Lady continued, by saying, “And we’re hoping we can count on that continuing for the rest of the evening.”
Toshia looked to Don, who looked back at her and shrugged. Toshia struggled to remember that she wanted to ask these people important questions.
“If I may, my lady, what did you have in mind?” Don asked.
“We would like to claim jus prima nocta,” she said with a friendly smile, as if she’d just asked to borrow some sugar.
“Ah,” Don said.
Toshia didn’t understand, “Jus Prima nocta? ’ The right of first night’?”
“It’s an old feudal custom, where the lord would get to sleep with any bride on her wedding night,” Don explained, then under his breath added, “it kind of told people who was boss.”
“Oh, I see,” Toshia said, “but you both want to claim prima nocta? With us?”
“If it’s agreeable to you, and alright with your friends,” the Lady smiled.
“Of course, Lady,” Suzy said quickly on behalf of herself and the other two girls.
“But it’ll be the four of us together?” Toshia asked, not because she didn’t want that, but because she didn’t want to be separated from Don around these two magnetic personalities.
The Lady laughed that musical laugh again, and said, “Perhaps another time, but prima nocta should be a bit more intimate. I will take Don, and you will go with my consort, the Lord.”
Toshia looked at Don then back at the Lady and Lord, and asked, “May we discuss this for a moment, Lady?”
“Of course,” she smiled sweetly.
Toshia and Don stepped off a bit, and Toshia asked, “What do you think?”
“I think this fucking place has it in for me; for us,” he said not quite angrily, but definitely sincerely.
Toshia laughed, “I know what you mean. I have a feeling we’re not getting out of here anytime soon, so don’t worry, we’ll get our chance.”
“Yeah, but still, the timing is just unbelievable!” he chuckled. “So, what do you think?”
“The Player said these two might know who’s responsible for abducting us, and this would be a good opportunity to get some information,” Toshia pointed out.
Don looked over to the Lady and said, “Yes, get some information.”
“She is gorgeous, isn’t she?”
“Eh, if you like that sort,” Don smirked. “But what about you? He’s not your usual type.”
“Oh, well, I don’t know what the hell my usual type is anyway, and this place has got me less usual than ever. Remind me to tell you what I’ve been up to.”
“Um, Okay,” Don nodded, with a why’d you have to tell me that now? look on his face.
“Alright so we meet back here,” Toshia said.
“Either right here by this table or in one of the alcoves on either side. There’s no place to sit here.”
“Right,” she nodded. She turned back to the Lord and Lady, who were waiting patiently. “While we’re with you, may we ask some questions?”
“Of course,” the Lady smiled broadly.
Toshia remembered the complexity of the Manor as they had experienced it earlier, and added, “And will you make sure we each get back here after?”
“Certainly.”
“Alright, we accept prima nocta,” Toshia nodded.
“Wonderful!” the Lady said as she glided forward and took Don by the arm.
The Lord smiled down at Toshia and offered his arm. Toshia took it and felt the strong muscles under his skin, and thought Oh my! What have I gotten myself into now?
Don ends the evening with the enigmatic Lady.
As the four of them made their way through the center of the dance floor and to the big doors on the opposite side of the ballroom, everyone paused to watch them pass. Apparently this prima nocta thing was a big deal here. The women were eyeing Don with even more interest than they had before, and the men now looked at him with a bit of envy. He could certainly understand the latter; the woman on his arm was one of the most beautiful he’d ever seen, and the way she carried herself fairly screamed “SEX!”
This attention led Don to think to ask, “So, my lady, does this happen often?”
The Lady was nodding to a would-be suitor who had bowed low, but she turned her beautiful eyes to Don and asked, “This?”
“Prima nocta.”
“Oh, no, not at all often,” she smiled. “It’s quite a treat.”
Something about the way she said this sent chills of both anticipation and trepidation down Don’s spine.
Together and followed by Toshia and the Lord, they left the ballroom and came to the immense foyer with the spiral staircase. They did not take those stairs though, but proceeded straight across the marble floor and into a broad corridor with deep, dark carpeting.
“So, how do people get here when they’re here for the first time?” Don asked.
“I’m afraid I couldn’t say,” she smiled again. “They’ve never said, but then I must admit, I did not ask.”
“Well, how did you get here?”
“As far as I can remember, I have always been here.”
“You were born here?”
“Oh, well,” she laughed, “I can’t remember that far back. I can only say that I don’t remember ever being anywhere else.”
Don tried another tactic, “How far back do you remember?”
The Lady looked at him with an adorable puzzled look.
“Has it been weeks? Months? Years?”
“Oh, well, I confess I haven’t kept track, but it seems to have been a very long time.”
“And you’ve never left?”
“Leave? Whatever for?” she sounded as if she thought Don were teasing her.
“Oh, well, actually at the moment I’m not sure,” Don smiled at her. “Well, perhaps on a vacation.”
“A ‘vacation’? From all this?” she asked in a tone that suggested Don was now being perfectly ridiculous.
“You may have a point there, my lady,” Don nodded.
The party of four ascended a broad, carpeted staircase at the top of which were two doors, one to the right and one to the left. There was a considerable distance between the doors.
The Lady turned to Toshia and the Lord and said, “Here we part, dear Toshia. I trust you will enjoy all the pleasures my Lord has to offer.”
“Um, have fun,” Don said.
“You too,” Toshia winked back.
Don watched as the Lord bowed to him and the Lady, and then escorted Toshia to the door on the right side. He opened the door for her, and, with a wave back at Don, she stepped inside.
“Shall we?” the Lady smiled and gestured toward the door on the left. Don nodded his acquiescence and walked with her to the door, which she opened and then led him through.
The Lady’s bedroom was as large as the bedroom Toshia and Don had awakened in hours ago. Other than that, and the presence of an over-sized bed in the middle, though, this room had little in common with the other. The carpeting was a deep, soft pile of dark brown. Three of the walls were a very light peach color, and the other; the wall that Don estimated was halfway between the doors outside, and therefore was the wall between this bedroom and the Lord’s; was entirely mirrored. The wall opposite the mirrored one had a row of tall windows set along the upper half of the wall, up overhead. From the ceiling were suspended four chandeliers that lit the room quite well. Opposite the door he had come through, there was another door, and between these was the large bed. This was another four-poster but with an elaborate canopy over it covered in flowers. The bed was covered by a copper colored bedspread.
While Don had paused just inside the door to take in the room, the Lady had glided directly toward the bed. As she walked she untied the belt of her white robe. When she reached the foot of the bed on the left side, she turned and wrapped her arm around the corner post of the bed, and smiled invitingly to Don. The Lady’s robe had parted and he could see a tiny patch of dark hair above the Lady’s waiting sex.
Don smiled, and started forward, shrugging out of his jacket for the first time since putting it on. Dropping that to the floor, he undid the buttons on his vest and let that fall too. Two more steps took him to the lady who had stood waiting for him to close the distance. She looked up at him with her dark eyes, framed with her long black lashes. An enigmatic smile played on her beautiful lips. Don reached out and passed his left hand into her robe, running his palm along her smooth, warm skin until he had slipped his arm around her waist. He knew he had exposed her right tit, but he didn’t stop looking her in the eye. He pulled her closer to him, as he reached up to touch her flawless face lightly with his fingertips. As he traced her features, barely touching her skin, his eyes followed along, studying the line of her jaw, her eyebrows, her little widow’s peak, her nose, her chin, her full lips. The Lady’s eyes were half closed as she enjoyed Don’s feather touch on her.
Then Don leaned forward a little and very lightly kissed the Lady’s mouth. She welcomed the kiss, but Don moved his lips next to her right cheek, then to her temple, her fluttering eyelashes, her forehead, the tip of her nose; all the while gently holding the left side of her head in his hand. Finally he kissed her lips again, softly but long. She returned the kiss and opened her mouth to let his long, strong tongue tentatively slip past her teeth. Over the next several minutes, the kiss continued, slowly becoming more heated. Eventually Don took his hand from the Lady’s face and moved down to the back and side of her neck, and then began to push her robe off her shoulder.
The Lady let go of the bedpost, and shrugged her robe off. Don’s right hand moved back to hold the back of the Lady’s neck, while his left hand continued to hold the small of her back, keeping her close to him. Her full tits were pressed against his bare chest, and his cock stood up anxiously in the space between them.
Still kissing her, Don gently moved her a bit back and turned her so that she had her back to the bed. He eased her back until her ass was against the edge of the mattress and proceeded to lean her back a little. The Lady reached out again to catch hold of the bedpost, as Don broke their long kiss to kiss her chin, her throat, her collarbone, and then down to her full tits. Don let go of the back of her neck and moved that hand down to glide over the skin of her arm and then to feel the swell of her left tit against his palm. His mouth lingered on her right nipple, flicking his tongue over it and sucking on it.
Taking his time, Don moved down her abdomen, letting his lips and tongue get acquainted with her belly. The Lady let go of the bedpost and lay back on the bedspread. Don kissed the tiny patch of hair she wore above her privates, and then gently but firmly moved his hands to part her smooth thighs. The Lady reached down to run her fingers through his hair as Don knelt between her legs and kissed her exposed cunt. As she spread her legs a bit further, Don used the tips of his fingers to part her lips so he could slip his tongue between them. Don took his time, gently exploring the Lady’s sex with his fingers and tongue. Only after quite some time, did he settle down to licking and sucking at her clit, while two of his twisted-together fingers slipped in and out of her cunt. The Lady moaned her encouragement and played with her tits as Don worked at his labor of love.
Toying with her, Don pulled his fingers out of her cunt and stroked the outside of her little asshole. The Lady responded to this with a hopeful whimper, so Don began to push his very wet and slippery finger slowly into her ass. The Lady rocked her pelvis against Don’s mouth and hand, so he pushed his finger all the way in and began to slowly fuck her ass with it. Soon he pulled it out and tried two fingers. The Lady seemed to like this quite a bit, arching her back and moaning. She was now clenching at her nipples. Don was tonguing her clit hard and steady, turning his head a bit from side to side, while he had two fingers in her ass and his thumb in her cunt. He rocked his hand, working his digits in and out of her. Soon the Lady’s body stiffened in an arch from the top of her head to where her ass hit the edge of the bed. She shrieked and shook violently as she came hard and long. Don felt her ass gripping and relaxing on his fingers.
He kept his fingers inside her, and held his mouth pressed against her clit while she shook. Before she could relax completely, though, he began to move again, fucking her with his fingers and thumb and pressing his tongue hard against her clit.
“Oh!” the Lady gasped when she realized Don was not going to stop. She reached down to hold his head to her. Don continued to lick and finger her until, in rather short order, she was writhing on the bed in another intense orgasm. This time, Don let her collapse on the bed afterward. He pulled his thumb from her very wet cunt, and slowly withdrew his fingers from her ass. Then he leaned in to kiss her cunt and clit, which drew a quiet whimper from the Lady.
Don stood up between her legs and took his very hard cock in hand. He leaned in a bit and rubbed the head of it between the Lady’s lips, over her sensitive clit, and then at the mouth of her cunt. She smiled up at him as he pushed himself into her moist, tight embrace. He held her waist and she held on to her large tits as Don began to fuck slowly in and out of her. With each inward thrust he rubbed against her clit with his lower abdomen.
Don admired the view before him of the intoxicatingly beautiful Lady, her dark hair strewn out around her on the coppery bed. She had her eyes half-closed and a happy smile on her beautiful lips. Her tits jiggled with every shove of his cock into her cunt. Then Don noticed that he could see himself clearly in the mirror, which he was facing across the bed. This gave him an idea.
He pulled his cock out of the Lady. She looked up at him in cheerful curiosity. “Get up on your hands and knees, my lady,” Don said.
With another musical laugh, she did as she was told, crawling to the middle of the bed and waiting for Don to join her. Don didn’t even bother to take off his boots, but hopped up on the bed and made his way on his knees to a position directly behind the Lady’s upturned ass. He pushed his right thumb into her well-lubricated cunt and then pressed it against her asshole. She happily pushed back a little and Don’s thumb slipped into her. Now, Don took his cock and pushed it back into her cunt, and began to fuck her. As he pushed his cock into her, he drew his thumb partially out of her ass, and when he pulled his cock back, he pushed his thumb back in. Looking forward past the lovely sight of the Lady’s behind and muscular back, Don saw the two of them in the mirror. The Lady’s face was contorted with pleasure as Don filled both of her holes. Her tits swung beneath her in rhythm with the fucking he was giving her.
Don decided to push things one step further. He slowed his fucking, and drew his cock out of the Lady’s cunt. She whimpered a wordless objection, but then groaned in anticipation as she felt him replacing his thumb in her ass with the much larger head of his cock. She held very still as Don pushed himself steadily into her. As he felt her tight muscles squeezing him in the hot embrace of her ass, Don could see in the mirror that she was simultaneously smiling and biting her lower lip as he filled her. Both hands on her hips, Don began to slowly fuck in and out of her. The Lady pushed back against him, and reached back beneath herself to stroke her clit with her fingers. Don increased the pace until he was fucking her ass with abandon. He could feel her fingers on her clit moving in a frenzy. Then, almost without warning, Don felt the muscles of her ass squeezing at his cock as she came. The Lady groaned loudly as her body quivered and shook. He saw her face in the mirror, a mask of tense concentration with tears running down her cheeks. Don held still, his cock up inside her, while she had the longest orgasm he had ever seen. When it was done, she let herself fall onto the bed, arms splayed out to either side, and her ass up in the air with Don still inside it.
Don leaned over to kiss the center of the Lady’s back and then gently drew his cock out of her. She let him coax her legs into place so she could lie down fully. Don lay down next to her, caressing the curves of her back and backside. The Lady sighed happily and then turned her head toward Don. When that didn’t quite do the trick, she tossed her mane of hair so that it was out of the way. She rested her head on her now-crossed arms and smiled happily at Don.
“I am very happy to have you in my house, Don,” she said.
He laughed a little, and smiled. “Shall I take it that this was a successful prima nocta, then?”
Her eyes widened and she said, “Very successful indeed! But I hope it’s not over yet.”
Don kissed her shoulder. “I am at your ladyship’s service.”
She smiled radiantly, and then gracefully managed to get up to a sitting position. “Will you bathe with me, sir?”
“Of course,” Don said, getting up himself. He followed her off the bed and to the door opposite the one through which they had entered the bedroom. This new door opened onto a large private bathroom with a sunken tub that was filled with steaming water. Off to the side, standing patiently, was a tall, thin young woman with long red hair and wearing a white robe like the one the Lady had been wearing. She bowed a little as the Lady and Don came into the room.
The Lady paid no attention to the woman, but walked directly to the tub and stepped into it. “Wonderful, Deidre,” the Lady said with a smile. She then turned to Don and beckoned him to join her.
Don smiled at the young woman, who he assumed must be Deidre, managed to get out of his boots and breeches, and stepped into the bath with the Lady. Somewhat to his surprise, Deidre slipped out of her robe and followed them into the tub. Deidre produced washcloths and soap and proceeded to help the Lady wash every inch of Don’s body. This was the second time since waking up that he had been bathed by beautiful women, and he was beginning to like it very much. He was a bit embarrassed when they had him stand up and his raging erection was in front of Deidre’s pretty face, but she didn’t blink and simply went ahead and carefully and thoroughly washed both his cock and balls. When they were done with Don, he and Deidre washed the Lady as thoroughly. Afterward, they got out of the tub and Deidre helped them towel off, while she herself dripped water all over the place.
Finally, the Lady took Don by the hand and led him back toward the bedroom, saying, “Thank you, Deidre. That will be all for tonight.”
For the first time Deidre spoke, saying, “Yes, Lady. Thank you.”
Don was somehow sure Deidre would now clean up the bathroom before she was actually done for the night. The Lady went straight to the bed, but Don found himself walking over toward the mirrored wall. On the other side of that wall, Toshia was with the Lord. Don had no real fear for Toshia’s safety; rather he was titillated at the thought of what might be happening on the other side of the wall. In the reflection, she saw the Lady coming toward him, and then he was watching Toshia fucking the Lord. Don took a step backward in surprise. The mirrored wall had suddenly become a huge window into the next room.
“Did you do that?” Don asked, without taking his eyes off what was going on in the other room.
“Yes,” the Lady said. “Either of us can look in on the other whenever we like.”
The Lord’s room was darker than the Lady’s, and his bed was a large platform affair with black or dark blue coverings. On the bed, the Lord was on his back reaching up to hold Toshia’s waist in his large hands, while she rode up and down on his cock. Though her legs bent and flexed, it looked as if the Lord was doing most of the actual work. Toshia was pinching and twisting at her nipples.
The Lady had come up to stand next to Don and watch with him, but her hand reached out to take hold of his cock, and then she got down on her knees in front of him and began to slowly suck him. Don smiled down at her, then looked up again to see Toshia tossing her head back and then leaning forward to put her hands on the Lord’s chest. She began to work back and forth on his muscular body, apparently stimulating herself.
Don looked down, gently caressed the Lady’s cheek and said, “Let’s go back to the bed.”
The wall turned back to a mirror as they climbed onto the bed, and minutes later Don was on his back as the Lady sank down on his hard cock. He reached up to hold her beautiful tits in his hands as she rode him. After a bit of this, Don sat up, wrapping his arm around the small of her back, so they were face to face as she moved on his cock. He looked into her eyes as she ground herself against him, and worked herself up and down his shaft, until she gasped with another orgasm. Don then, without letting his cock slip out of her, rolled her over onto her back and proceeded to fuck the Lady slowly and steadily. He leaned down and kissed her, and she responded with passion. They continued to kiss intently as they fucked, until they came together: her in a long, spreading sunrise, and he in a volcanic eruption that felt like it would swallow him alive.
When it was done, Don slumped to the side and then onto his back, finally exhausted. The Lady kissed him lightly on the mouth and then laid her warm head on his chest. With her hand wrapped around his cock and her leg thrown over his, Don drifted off to a deep, dreamless sleep.
Toshia lets herself go with the Lord of the Manor.
“So, did you inherit your lordship, Lord?” Toshia asked as she moved around the room. She was now reluctant to simply let herself go with this big man.
“I don’t understand,” he said simply. It was the first thing he’d said since Toshia had met him, and she was surprised that he had a cultured British accent.
Toshia skirted the bottom step of the platform in the center of the room, upon which was the large, dark-sheeted bed like a pagan altar in a horror movie. “Was it passed down in your family?”
“Not that I’m aware of,” the Lord said as he followed her at a respectful, almost aloof distance.
She looked over her shoulder at him and asked, “Well, how did you become Lord, then?”
He paused, frowning a little. “It was a very long time ago,” he said, as if to say “it’s difficult to think about.”
“Was there a ceremony?” Toshia asked, trying to be of help.
“No,” he shook his head a little, “not really. The Lady chose me, and I became Lord of the Manor.”
“Ah,” Toshia smiled at him, but then continued to move away from him around the bed. “And, do you know how she became the Lady?”
“She once told me that the previous Lord selected her.”
“Oh, very good, thank you,” Toshia said, looking at herself in the mirrored wall across the room. She was a striking sight, with her narrow frame wrapped in the spandex girdle, her bare tits, and the long dark skirt flowing out behind her. She liked the way her legs looked in her heels and fishnet stockings. And then there was her bare crotch, framed by her garter belt and the tops of her stockings. She noticed the choker around her neck for the first time in what seemed like hours, and reached up to touch it. Moving slowly toward the mirror, she said, “And what happened to the previous Lord?”
“I only know that he was no longer here,” the Lord said simply. He had paused by the bed. Toshia looked at him in the mirror.
“Do you know where he went?”
The Lord untied the belt of his robe and let the garment fall open. Toshia was not surprised to see a long, thick cock hanging between his thighs. It wasn’t as large as the Player’s; at least not now, but it was still impressive. Finally, the Lord said, “No.” He shrugged the robe off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Toshia was now close to the mirror and tore her eyes from the naked man behind her; the naked man who looked like some Greek god. No, she thought, like Thor, the one in the comic books. She tried to think of another question to ask, somehow feeling that if she couldn’t think of any she would have to surrender to that cock. Not that that idea didn’t appeal to her at all, only that she wasn’t quite ready. She looked at her face in the mirror, and wondered at the change one day, or night (whatever), in the Manor had wrought in her. Though she certainly had enjoyed sex, and wasn’t what she would consider inhibited, she had never gone in for the wildly promiscuous casual sex she’d indulged in, and enjoyed, today. And, then the sex she enjoyed was usually with girls. She’d had sex, and fun sex at that, with guys before, but most of the time she wasn’t really comfortable with the nature of heterosexual sex. There was the brute, invasive nature of it, for one thing, and then all that messy cum, for another. Now, in one “day”, she’d not only had sex with any woman she could lay hands on, but she’d had three different cocks in her mouth and been well and truly fucked by two of them. Moreover, she was quickly becoming something of a fiend for cum. Looking at the face of woman in the mirror she could still see the person who was very much in love with Sarah; the woman who was platonic friends, and nothing more, with Don; but she could also see a wanton slut, who was sure to soon be enjoying a fourth cock and the man attached to it. She had little doubt that this second woman was going to win out over the other in the next few minutes, but for now the other was resisting.
Then, abruptly, the mirror in front of her vanished, replaced by a clear view of another bedroom, much brighter than this one, with a canopied, four-poster bed in the center. On the opposite side of the bed, she could see a woman’s naked back, with dark hair falling down over her shoulders and back. She knew that somehow this wall had gone from mirror to window.
Toshia looked over her shoulder and said, “Did you do that?”
The Lord was moving toward her from the bed. “Yes.”
“How?”
The Lord shrugged. “When I became Lord I was able to do that. The Lady and I can look in on each other whenever we like.”
Toshia considered this, and that it amounted to quite a speech from the quiet Lord, and then looked back at the scene through the wall. The Lady was leaning back over the bed now, grasping the bedpost on her left side for support. Toshia could imagine that Don was kissing his way down the front of her there, probably about to begin going down on her. Hey, don’t forget you owe me one of those! Toshia thought to herself and smiled a little. She felt the Lord standing behind her. He could easily see over her head.
The Lady had let go of the bedpost, and Toshia could see her squeezing her big tits. Certainly, Don was now licking at her cunt and clit. Toshia wanted to ask the Lord how he could have known that this would turn her on, but somehow knew that all she would get in response was an enigmatic shrug. Toshia continued to watch the Lady and felt her heart pounding in her chest. She didn’t move as the Lord unzipped the back of her spandex top and peeled it down off her. Toshia just let the Lord push the stretchy top down over her hips and then stepped out of the pile of a dress, without taking her eyes off the Lady. Toshia knew if the mirror were still in front of her, she would see a woman standing there exposed and flushed, in a garter belt, fishnet stockings and sexy high heels. Just like a porn star, she thought, and to complete the picture was the big stud who had undressed her and stood patiently behind her. With one last look at the Lady and her heaving chest, Toshia turned, took the Lord by the hand and led him back to the bed.
She stepped up the three risers, and then sat down on the low edge of the bed, her legs parted in front of her. She watched the Lady again across the distance and through the wall. She wished the rooms were smaller, so she would have a better view. As the Lord kneeled on the bottom step and leaned in to run his hands over the insides of her thighs, Toshia leaned back on the bed, propping herself up on her elbows so she could keep watching what was going on in the other room.
The Lord’s kiss on her exposed cunt was surprisingly light, raising the hairs on her arms and the back of her neck. The Lady suddenly arched her back high; Toshia could see her face, upside down and her tits shaking as she came. The Lord’s tongue slipped between her lips probing and tasting. Toshia parted her legs a bit further. The Lady had collapsed onto the bed, but Don was still between her legs. The Lord’s tongue passed over Toshia’s clit and she shivered. He did it again and she smiled. The Lady was obviously still enjoying whatever Don was doing. The Lord sucked on her clit, and Toshia felt one of his fingers moving between her lips, searching for her cunt. The Lady was writhing, obviously having another orgasm. The Lord was licking Toshia’s clit now, and had started to push his finger up inside her. Toshia shuddered and closed her eyes.
When Toshia looked again, the Lady was up on her hands and knees in the middle of her bed, and Don was kneeling behind her. Toshia could tell by the expression on her face that the Lady liked what Don was doing back there. Toshia herself was enjoying what the Lord was doing, as his tongue and lips made love to her clit and his finger slowly moved in and out of her cunt. Toshia watched as Don intently fucked the Lady from behind. She noticed that they both almost seemed to be looking right at her. The Lady’s tits were hanging down beneath her like beautiful, ripe fruit, and her face showed her ecstasy. Toshia could tell the Lady would soon be coming again. As she saw the woman on the other side of the room, crying out with tears running down her cheeks, Toshia closed her eyes and let the warm, intense sensation of her own orgasm sweep over her.
When she stopped shaking, Toshia let herself fall back on the bed, and stared up at the darkened ceiling. She knew there was a big, silly smile on her face. She felt more than heard the Lord shifting and getting up between her legs. She didn’t move, or stop smiling, when she felt the head of his large cock slipping between her lips and against her cunt. She relaxed and let him push into her. It felt good to be filled again. He took his time, which made it feel like there was even more cock moving into her than there really was, and there really was a lot; Toshia moved her head a little, and smiled up at the Lord’s handsome face. His long blond hair was hanging down around his shoulders.
Toshia sat back up, leaning on her elbows again, and admired the muscles of the god who was fucking her. She watched his abs flexing and looked down to see his thick cock slowly pistoning in and out of her. She saw that it was very slick with her juices. This made Toshia shiver. She shifted forward a bit, and hooked her legs over the Lord’s big thighs, pulling him tighter into her. She grabbed his thick forearms from beneath, and began to work herself against his thrusting cock and his flexing abdominals. Toshia looked up into the Lord’s eyes and held his gaze while he fucked her steadily.
A series of unexpected tiny orgasms shook her then, and she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she rode them out. The Lord just kept fucking her as she trembled. When she could open her eyes again, she looked up at him. He just smiled down at her. She licked her lip and said, “I want you to come in my mouth.”
The Lord smiled more broadly, nodded, and began to fuck her more vigorously. She thought the cock inside her was going to tear her in two, and she felt like she wanted it to. Another powerful orgasm caught her unawares then, and she shook like a doll beneath the Lord. Before she finished quaking, he abruptly took his cock out of her, and caught the back of her head.
Toshia snapped to attention and quickly leaned forward to grab hold of that cock, which was so very thick and slippery. She opened her mouth wide and did her best to stuff the Lord’s purple head into it. She held on to his shaft tightly and stroked it. She had a brief mental image of her there on the edge of the bed in her stockings and high heels, hair a mess, and sucking on this monstrous cock. Then, the Lord pushed forward, the cock in her hands swelled even bigger, and a thick flood of thick salty, sweet cum was choking her. She tried to swallow it all, but some leaked out around the Lord’s cock and dribbled down her chin. Another flood of cum filled her mouth and throat, and then another. Toshia kept swallowing, but knew she was letting quite a bit of it spill out. She kept stroking that big shaft, milking more cum from it. Only when it seemed that she’d gotten as much as she would get, did she let go of the cock and took her mouth off the head. She smiled up at the Lord, knowing full well she must look like the sluttiest woman in the world at that moment. He smiled back at her, as she used her fingers to scoop up as much of the cum on her face and tits as she could find and delivered it to her mouth.
The Lord stroked her hair with one of his big hands, which somehow helped Toshia decide that she wasn’t finished with him yet. “Why don’t you lie down up here on the bed?”
The Lord was happy to comply, moving around her to lie down on his back. Toshia looked over at the mirror/window and saw that Don and the Lady were no longer on their bed. She wondered where they had gone, but didn’t let that stop her from turning and crawling over to the Lord and straddling his muscular legs. She leaned down and began to kiss and lick his still mostly-hard shaft. She took her time, working up and down, enjoying the feeling of his sex on her lips and tongue as much as the taste of her own sweet juices on him. She worked all the way up to the head, and then back down to the base, and even kissed and sucked on each of his big, bare balls. When she got back to the head again, she lifted his cock up off his belly and took the head into her mouth again. She felt his balls against her tits as she began to suck on him. Her hands moved up and down on his shaft, which was now almost as stiff as it had been when he was fucking her. Toshia decided it was stiff enough for her purposes.
She moved up over him, pressing her cunt down on the thick shaft as she did. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw Don and the Lady coming back into the other room. Toshia reached down and picked up the end of the Lord’s cock and pressed it between her lips. She got the head into her cunt and began to lower herself down on that column of sex. The Lord took her waist in his powerful hands and supported her. Toshia relaxed and let his cock fill her up, and then let him begin to lift and lower her light body up and down on him. Her hands found their way to her tits, and she began to pinch and twist at her nipples. A tiny and all too fleeting orgasm shook her body, leaving her wanting more.
She leaned forward, dropping her hands to brace herself on the broad, solid pecs of the man whose cock was stretching her cunt so wonderfully. Toshia began to rock herself on him, working herself back and forth on his body, grinding her clit against him. He caught on immediately, and, with his grip on her waist, helped stimulate her by sliding her back and forth on his cock. They kept at this until Toshia was shaking all over and her orgasm was dancing like a lightning storm through every part of her body. She cried out incoherently, shouted something to the effect that he should keep fucking her, and just let the pleasure and the man beneath her have their way with her body. She had no idea how long this continued, but at the end, the Lord rolled her over onto her back, pulled his big cock out of her very happy cunt and sprayed what felt like a waterfall of hot cum all over her.
Toshia giggled, and played with the cum. She brought some of it to her mouth and swallowed it, but not with the urgency she had felt earlier. She looked to her right, and was just barely able to focus on the Lady and Don sitting up in the bed with her in his lap and facing each other. Toshia thought that looked like fun, but she found she was unable to speak coherently or move. The Lord leaned down and kissed her lovingly.
Then Toshia was dimly aware of being lifted in strong arms and being carried to a bathroom, where the Lord and a beautiful young man gently bathed her with warm water and fragrant soap. While being thoroughly dried, she was surprised to find herself becoming aroused again. She thought about suggesting that both of the men have their way with her, but realized she was just too tired to enjoy such shenanigans. Once she was dry, the Lord carried her back to the bed and tucked her in. As he lay down beside her, she managed, “If you want you can still fuck me. I don’t mind.”
The Lord just smiled at her, kissed her on the forehead, and said “Shush.” She was fast asleep by the time his head was on his pillow.
Don begins another day of erotic play.
Don awoke gently to the smell of flowers, sunlight through his eyelids, and the wonderful feeling of a warm feminine body pressed against his back. There was an arm over his waist and a delicate hand resting on his hard cock. Life is good, Don thought to himself as he shifted a little on the big bed and opened his eyes a little. Though he had considered the possibility that he might wake up in his own bed, or even some strange new location, he was actually reassured to see the Lady’s bedroom awash in morning light.
Apparently responding to the fact that he was no longer sleeping soundly, the woman behind him shifted a bit. Her hand took hold of his cock and gave it a little squeeze and then began to stroke it tentatively. Don felt breath on the back of his neck, followed by little kisses there and then on his shoulder. Life is very good.
He lay there enjoying the feeling of the hand on him, as well as the contented sense of having had an exceptionally good sleep after a day of more sex than he’d ever had in single 24-hour period. He idly counted his orgasms, came up with four, and thought that was a lot, even though his cock seemed to think otherwise at the moment.
Then he felt his partner moving, shifting lower under the sheets. When she nudged him over on his back, he complied with a smile. Soon he felt long hair on his belly and legs, and a warm mouth taking his cock in. She started out slowly, one hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, and moving her mouth up and down, never letting the head slip out. For a while Don simply lay there enjoying the oral sex and looking up at the canopy overhead. When the mouth began to pick up the intensity, and the fist wrapped around him tightened, he started to rock his pelvis, cooperating by fucking the hand and mouth. He could tell he would come before much more of this, and, as nice as this was, Don preferred at the moment to come in the Lady’s cunt. Leaning up a little, he tossed the sheet off, and saw that the hair cascading all over him was a beautiful, coppery red.
“Deidre?” Don asked in surprise, and with, he thought, remarkable clarity of thought for the circumstances, considering the fact that he had only heard her name once, when the Lady had addressed her after their bath last night.
The girl, and Don had a hard time thinking of her as anything else, reached up to move her hair aside and looked up at him. For a moment she just blinked at him with big green eyes and his cock in her mouth. She finally took her mouth off him and said, “Good morning, sir.”
Don laughed, “If you’re going to have my cock in your mouth, you can call me Don.”
“Good morning, Don,” she smiled and then promptly resumed going down on him.
While Don loved to watch a beautiful woman sucking his cock; or really any cock for that matter, though he had at least a slight preference for his own; Don felt compelled to ask, “Where’s the Lady?”
“She left me with instructions to make your waking pleasurable,” Deidre said, and went right back to work.
“Well, mission accomplished,” Don grinned, “but you don’t have to, ”
“I want to, sir, Don,” Deidre insisted, and demonstrated how much she wanted to by lowering her mouth over the entire length of Don’s cock, letting it slip into her throat.
“Oh well, in that case, ”
When Deidre came up for air, she went back to stroking his shaft with her hand. Taking her mouth off him, she said, “If you would prefer, we can fuck.”
“We ‘can’?” Don was having trouble working out the etiquette of the situation. He decided to avoid the issue. “Why don’t you move around so I can lick you, Deidre? I’ve wanted to do that since I saw you last night.”
Deidre’s eyes sparkled happily at the suggestion, and quickly moved around so her bare cunt was over Don’s face and she could go back to sucking his cock.
Don paused to admire the pretty cunt in front of him. He gently ran his hand over the puffy lips, bent upward to kiss them, and then ran his tongue over her. Deidre murmured her pleasure and lowered herself closer to his mouth. Don parted her lips with his fingers and ran his tongue up between them. She was quite wet already, and Don realized she probably would have been quite happy to fuck. Still, Don was a man of principles, one of which was to make sure whoever he was with had at least as many orgasms as he did and one of the best ways to accomplish this was with his tongue. Plus, Don knew that concentrating on making Deidre come would keep him from coming, which he could do anytime.
Don began to tongue Deidre’s clit. He reached up to hold on to her hips and adjusted her position a little, so that he could lay his head back on his pillow and still lick her effectively. Soon Deidre’s sweet nectar was flowing down over his face and she was rocking herself a little, as he lapped steadily at her clit. The tip of his nose rubbed between her lips and probed the mouth of her cunt while he licked. Though she never let up on his cock, it wasn’t long before she came in a gasping, shaking orgasm. She moaned around his cock and whimpered a little.
She took her mouth off him, but continued to work her hand up and down on his shaft, and looked back to ask, “May we fuck now, sir, I mean, Don?”
“Of course,” Don laughed.
She immediately twisted around with enthusiastic fluidity. Suddenly her red mane was hanging all around Don’s head, and Deidre’s adorable face was right over his. She was smiling at him while her hand reached down to take hold of his cock and get it into position. She leaned down to kiss him as she sank back and down on his sex organ, swallowing him up in one motion. Don’s tongue slipped into her mouth, and he took hold of her narrow waist. They kept kissing as she moved against his body. Don felt his cock being stroked and pulled by the strong, silky smooth walls of her cunt.
Deidre broke their kiss and looked down at him from no more than six inches and said, “Please come inside me, Don.”
Don looked up at her and pushed her down on his cock, feeling the cum boiling up in his balls.
“Yes,” she nodded, still smiling sweetly, but with an intense glimmer in her eyes.
Don’s body shook and he felt his cum shooting up through his cock into the beautiful cunt of this radiant girl.
“Um, yes,” Deidre smiled with her eyes closed. “I like that.”
“Wow!” Don breathed.
Deidre grinned down at him, kissed him quickly on the lips and said, “Thank you!” Then she was up off him and climbing off the bed.
“So, um,” Don struggled to collect his wits. “Are you the Lady’s maid? Lady in waiting?”
“I am her acolyte,” Deidre answered. She had found her white robe, and was putting it on, which Don thought was a damn shame.
“Her acolyte?”
“Yes,” Deidre said. She was shaking out her long red hair. “I serve her however I may, and learn from her.”
Don sat up in the bed. “Will you become the Lady someday?”
Deidre considered this before saying, “I suppose I might.”
“But aren’t you in training for that?”
“Training for that? To become the Lady of the Manor?”
“Yes,” Don watched the changing expressions on her face.
“No,” she answered. “I serve her because it pleases me to do so, and I learn from her so that I may please others.” Then, as an afterthought, she added, “Which pleases me as well.”
Don smiled at her, “That all sounds very reasonable.”
“I am to take you back to the ballroom,” Deidre said, “unless you would like to play some more.”
“I would love to play a lot more,” Don grinned, “but I should probably get back. Besides, doesn’t the Lady need you?”
While Don crawled to the edge of the bed, Deidre said, “She wanted me to attend you, Don, and if she needed me she would send for me.”
“I see,” Don nodded.
To be continued in part 5
By BradentonLarry for Literotica