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Chapter 10
Day One Toshia's day with the satyrs
When Don awoke, he found himself lying on his back upon a large four-poster bed. There was sunlight pouring in from somewhere, and he had a woman on his left with her head on his chest and another curled up on his right. Trying not to disturb the sleeping women, he opened his eyes a bit further and raised his head to have a look around.
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None of the men rushed ahead to get at her, and these good manners put them ahead of the sisters in Toshia's esteem. Smiling at them, Toshia decided to throw herself into things and get as much fun out of the situation as she could. She started to crawl toward them across the mattress, which prompted hoots and cheering from the audience overhead, and encouraged the men to join her on the mattress, walking on the mattress toward her.
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Chapter 4
Don slowly woke up from his very deep sleep. He felt a warm, soft feminine body pressed against his own. He didn't have to compare these sensations with those from the first time he'd awoken in the Manor to know that Toshia was in his arms. Somehow he just knew it was her. He smiled to himself, and only then started to remember the night before, with the rite, Toshia's sexual offering to the guardian of the portal, and his own deliriously erotic and ultimately painful encounter with the crone.
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NOTE: The events of this series (as a whole) follow immediately after Lost in Eros Book 1: The Manor. It is strongly suggested to complete that book first.
Chapter 1
Toshia strained against the cords that held her fast. Her arms and legs were stretched out against an X-shaped cross, tied securely at the wrists and ankles. The muscles in her thin, strong arms and her bare legs pulled and struggled as her lithe, naked torso twisted against the cross. She had been trying to pull herself loose for what must be an hour now, and was convinced there was no actual hope that she would free herself. Only fierce stubbornness drove her to struggle again and again.
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My name is Dunn. A few years ago, I was an absolute nerdy geek. A Chemical Engineering major at Texas A & M. Then I met a girl who changed the trajectory of my social life. That well, every other part of my life!
Liv; that’s short for Olivia; is my wife and inspiration. I’ll tell you how she got me out of my nerdy shell, but I’d rather let her tell you the first part, when we first met. Liv, tell us that story, again.
(February 14, 2018; at Texas A&M)
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"Kerri, we need to talk," I weakly let out as she broke the kiss. She put her hands on my chest.
"Sure, we can talk," she said, liking her lips, "but don't you want to give me my birthday present first?"
Her lips and tongue pecked at my neck. Her fingers pressed into the bulge in the front of my pants. My long exhaled sigh was all the approval she needed.
I braced my hands against the sink and watched in horny helplessness as my Greek goddess sank to her knees in front of me.
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Gina led us through the warehouse, down a dark corridor I had never been down, to a door that read "Emergency Only." Pushing the door open, we walked into a dimly-lit room filled with boxes stacked high. I followed the two women down around the corner of the box maze, and was presented with a shock: before me was a queen sized bed nicely made, as well as a nearby-positioned, big, comfy chair and a similarly laid out chez lounge.
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After our first tryst, it had been me that had tried to initiate a repeat, succumbing to my own lust and frustration, but Kerri had turned me away, always citing spending the evening with Mike as the reason why, but also always providing me with photographic aftermath to tide me over. But now Kerri was reaching out to me, and her pictures were implying that she was definitely not getting what she needed from Mike.
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After what felt like an endless ride, we finally made it to our destination. The campsite was remote, but had easy access to a big, beautiful lake. Our group occupied two sections of a fairly sparsely-populated camping area. Down the path past the office and the general store, around a couple turns past the public bathrooms, we stopped and unloaded.
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"Who's Christine?"
"What?" I exclaimed, turning toward Kerri abruptly. She was still covered in my semen and bare chested
"Easy, easy! You just got a text from someone named Christine. Asking where you were."
I took my phone back, shoving it quickly into my pants pocket. I sat down on the edge of the bed to put on my shoes.
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Floating back to my car, dick still hard, I raced back home. I needed to process what had just happened with my boss Letty, but before that could begin, I needed to cum. It needed to be big, it needed to be hard.
Stumbling through the door of Sandy and Don's apartment, I carelessly dumped my things on the floor, and made a beeline to their bedroom. I was being piloted by nothing but hormones and dirty lust at that moment, so I had no qualms about going into their stash of home movies and grabbing a new disc from the pile.
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Sandy looked at her gorgeous friend. Sandy loved her, truly; as did Don; and they both wanted so badly for her to be happy. They had all been friends for so long. Sandy thought back to the night they met, to the experience the three of them shared, and she felt something tingle inside her. It wasn't the first time she had thought about it, in fact there were many nights where she and Don would relive those events as they made love. They would sometimes expand on them, fantasize about them, and even though they never said it out loud, there was one element always missing.
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Back on the screen, John had flipped Sandy around so she was on her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder and wiggled her ass seductively, the camera picking up clearly how wet and well-fucked her cunt already was. Then John lined back up and Sandy let out a long, deep moan as he pushed his way deep inside her once again.
His thighs slapped loudly against Sandy's ass as this mystery man fucked my step mom's best friend, and each hard thrust trigged a short moan of her pleasure.
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We settled in the spacious living room, and as we made awkward small talk on the couch it became clear that neither of us really knew how this was going to go. This wasn't a clandestine meeting in a car or a changing room, this was alone, full privacy, in her house.
Attempting to break this odd, new ice, I leaned in to kiss her. It was a futile attempt as she quickly and politely popped up and made her way to the tv to grab the remote control.
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Hot, wet lips raced up and down the length of my cock. Hands stroked me rhythmically and squeezed my churning balls.
"Yeah, baby, fuck, yes," I chanted, the hot boil of explosive love building inside me.
Wet, wanton slurps came in time as her lips slipped off my cock on each stroke. Her eyes never left mine. "Um Hmm, umm hmm" she moaned into my rod, her head bobbing deliciously and with purpose, summoning the pleasure out of my body.
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As the get together wound down, I hung back and helped clean up. Denny attempted to do the same, but was finally hustled out of the house by Roberto, who needed a ride home. It was Just Christine and I now, and as we finished tidying up, we sat alone by the shallow end of the pool as the sun got low in the sky.
"They're a nice group of kids," I said, kicking my feet in the water, "that Denny guy really has the hots for you, huh?"
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It was a Wednesday night, and I was sweating.
The windows of my car were opaque with thick, wet fog from labored breaths, and my grunts mingled with high pitched squeals of pleasure as my hard cock drove in and out of Stephanie’s tight, slick cunt.
Stephanie was the girl who lived upstairs, my step sister's best friend, the older girl who tortured me all through puberty. Now here she was in my back seat, bent over with her ass in the air, panties pulled to the side, moaning in delight as her tight body consumed my cock over and over.
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Slowly my sanity returned, and my breath calmed down. I looked at the sizable amount of cum I just shot into Suzie Travino's shower, and turned the faucet spray on to wash away the evidence.
Taking a long, deep breath of satisfaction, I stepped back, cock still protruding high and proud from my pants, rested on the edge of the sink and shut my eyes for a moment.
It was short lived.
"That's a great-looking cock," the voice said.
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But before I could think too much about Stephanie’s implied jealously toward Tara, Stephanie moved things along. "So Tim; what was this 'wild' thing you saw?"
"Well," I began, conjuring up the images I had witnessed, "I was doing some prep for the grad ceremony after school, and I forgot my bag in Ms. Dorman's room. I went back to get it on my way out and,” the pause wasn't so much for dramatic effect as much as it was me still not totally believing what I saw. “ I saw Ms. Dorman bent over her desk. Getting fucked from behind."
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She continues telling her story.
“Then, all of a sudden, the feeling of fullness vanished. I opened my eyes and saw Brian kneeling before me, droplets of my juices traipsing off the end of his glistening cock. He took my leg with purpose and twisted it across my body, turning me over onto my stomach. No words were spoken, no words were needed. I instinctively rose up onto my hands and knees, and hung my head down in total lust as my sopping, exposed cunt waited for his touch to return.
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The visual in my head was legendary, but the vision in front of me was electric. Tara's nipples poked hard through the fabric of her top, and her legs were shifting together, squeezing, rubbing. I knew the signs - she was wildly turned on. She wasn’t finished telling me of her secret tryst with Bud. I let her continue.
"This was it, and all I could think to say was 'yes.' I said it over and over. 'Yes, yes, yes.' I was chanting it. Summoning it. And then he started to push.
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Arriving back home, I stood on the front porch with two doors in front of me: The door to my unit, and the door to Stephanie’s. I debated going up to Stephanie’s, and finishing what we started in the limo; continuing our talk, but this time face to face. On her bed. With those long legs wrapped around me. With my cock deep in her cunt.
I reached for a handle.
I opened the door to my unit and went in.
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After the service, as the mingling began, I was greeted as always by a big smile and a hug from Christine, the pastor's daughter. The smile faded slightly though, and she pushed for us to take our weekly post-church car ride sooner, rather than later.
Agreeing, I headed over to say bye to my step mom, Kelly; when I was surprised to see her chatting with Stephanie’s parents, Sandy and Don! I hadn't seen them during the service, and I greeted them happily, doing my best not to stare at Sandy's large, mature breasts, presently clothed in a tight, white, top.