Book 3 in a 4-volume library.
The Resort along the way to the Sage
Based on the work of BradentonLarry, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.
Toshia found riding on the Wizard's flying carpet strangely arousing. She had heard or read somewhere that dreams about flying were supposed to be about sex, and pretty much everything in Eros made pretty much everyone, and some things, aroused. Still, there was something particularly wonderful about sailing over the countryside with the wind whipping through her hair and over her bare skin that Toshia was finding extremely stimulating. She looked out and down at the forest beneath her as she reclined on one side, half leaning back against Victor who sat closer to the center of the carpet. Nicole, still very much uncomfortable with flying on this open vehicle, huddled up next to the big, muscular man's other side. Amy and Don were up at the front of carpet piloting and looking for a tower at the head of a river, respectively.
On the back part of the carpet, Shelonda seemed to be napping. Toshia was coming to think of this merry little band as something of a family – a happily incestuous family, of course, with Don and her as the patriarch and matriarch, naturally.
Watching the landscape floating past below, thinking warmly about her companions, and feeling the delicious tingling in her loins signaling the inevitable return of her lust, Toshia rested her head on one hand, while letting the other hand move slowly down the front of her body. She caressed the curve of her breast through the thin fabric of the short dress she had gotten from the Wizard.
Toshia thought back to how she had met the Wizard and his beautiful wife, Madeleine for the first time. True to Don's word, they had left the Sisterhood the morning after the big orgy in their honor. Daphne had agreed to "give them" Victor and Nina, but the little serving girl protested that she wanted to stay with the sisters. Victor, however, was quite happy to join Toshia and Don's little band. Then, the sextet.That's perfect! Toshia thought to herself with a smile as she gave her breast a squeeze. The sextet then climbed aboard the flying carpet and flew back to the Wizard's spacious estate. After they were bathed, in wonderfully warm water, and clothed, the Wizard and Madeleine fed them and made them welcome. At first, as something of an odd formality that made the other's chuckle and grin, the Wizard fucked Toshia with surprising vigor while his wife enjoyed Victor's hard cock. Don and the girls actually managed to wait until Toshia had her first shuddering orgasm and Victor filled Madeleine's pussy with his cum (after she had at least two orgasms of her own) before they joined in the party. That evening was a wonderful blur of sex. Toshia pinched her nipple through her dress as she thought back to the moment when she had mounted the Wizard as he lay on the floor, Victor pushed his wonderful cock into her ass, and she had taken Don into her mouth and throat. With each of her orifices truly and delightfully filled, Toshia had let the boys use her body as she rode a long series of orgasms to near oblivion.Toshia smiled to herself, as her hand slipped lower, pressing against her belly, as she thought of the easy, happy atmosphere of the Wizard's home – so comfortable after her days with the satyrs and the sisters. She thought of the strategy meeting, at which the Wizard offered them the continued use of the magic carpet as well as more clothes. It was at that meeting that Madeleine noticed that they had made an unwarranted assumption about what the Crone had told Don. They had all assumed that when she had said, "Go down into the valley and follow the river there to its source..." she meant the valley they were currently in, or at the top of. In fact, though, she might have meant only the valley of the river she was talking about. Of course, this meant that they probably had much more searching to do than they had expected, and they were now on their third day of flying along rivers looking for towers. Madeleine's observation naturally enough cast a pall on the group's mood. Seeing this reaction, Madeleine had quickly added, "Since this might take some time, and you've already been through so much, why don't you come with my husband and me?" She explained that the couple was planning a little trip to visit the Manor for the first time. Toshia found herself eagerly agreeing to take a couple of days’ vacation from the quest to get home.
As her hand caressed the skin of her thigh, just below the hem of her short dress, Toshia remembered how happy she had been to return to the Manor again. Making the Wizard and his wife the guests of honor, though Victor had never been to the Manor either, Toshia and the others made a point of showing them a good time. Toshia was surprised at how comfortable she was in the Manor. In spite of everything that had happened, it was actually Toshia who suggested that they split up for the first night, into girls and guys. Toshia pushed the hem of her skirt up and raised her leg as she moved her fingers up along her thigh as she thought of the fun the girls had shown Madeleine that night. It had been party night in the disco again, and Madeleine threw herself into the revelry with abandon. At some point, it became a competition to see how many men each of the women could make cum. Toshia's fingers traced lightly over her moist lips as she remembered the playful frenzy of that night. As before, things started out in the foggy pit, and all five of the women began to fuck and suck in the smoke and pulsing music. Toshia parted her lips and ran a finger up between them, spreading her juices over her eager little clit, as she remembered being on her hands and knees in the "slow dance" room pushing back on her seventeenth cock of the evening. Only a little bit in front of her Madeleine was sprawled on her back getting fucked vigorously by one guy as three others stroked their cocks over her, spraying cum all over her beautiful face and tits.
Toshia was now playing with herself in earnest, her fingers stroking against her clit and occasionally pushing into her pussy. All the while, she remembered the wild, playful events in the Manor. She thought of how Don and the other guys had found her and Madeleine cuddled sleepily in the black light room covered in cum. Don had kissed her lovingly, took her in his arms, and proceeded to make love to her passionately, while the Wizard did the same with his slutty wife. Toshia shuddered a little as she thought about how she had later lived up to her promise to herself and managed to take on both the Player and Igor – a double-teaming that had left her spent and adrift in a delirious sea of ecstasy.
Toshia's memories were interrupted then as Victor's big hand reached around to cup her breast and squeeze it. She sighed and rolled back a bit more to look up into his smiling face. She felt Shelonda's hand moving up along the inside of her leg and parted her thighs further to let the girl have access. Shelonda rested her head on Toshia's lower inner thigh and promptly sucked Toshia's clit into her mouth. Toshia gasped and began to work her arm around so she could get her hand on Victor's cock. Unlike the rest of the group, Victor remained naked so Toshia was easily able to take hold of his stiffening member. Victor bent down to kiss Toshia's yearning mouth. Toshia was twisted there on the flying carpet, making sure she didn't keep Shelonda from her pussy and clit, but hungrily sucking and biting at Victor's tongue as his strong hand squeezed her tit. Soon she was shaking and moaning as her first airborne orgasm swept through her body.
Without letting go of Victor's thick shaft, Toshia caught her breath and managed to gently push Shelonda away from her pussy. She smiled down at the other woman's impish face, and then twisted around to face Victor, who also turned so that he was kneeling on the carpet facing Toshia. Nicole was alarmed by all of this sudden commotion, and grabbed at Victor's bicep as she took in what the others were up to. She opened her mouth to object, but immediately realized any protestation would be futile. Instead, she peered around Victor's shoulder to watch as Toshia pulled herself up into Victor's lap and got her mouth on his cock.
Toshia eagerly began sucking on the thick, dark shaft, savoring the feeling of the hard, warm flesh sliding past her lips and over her tongue. She was delighted to feel Shelonda's persistent hands moving up between her legs again. Soon Toshia had two of Shelonda's fingers pushing up into her as she sucked on Victor. After only a minute or two of this, though, Toshia knew that she wanted more. She gently pulled away from Shelonda again, and clambered up so that she was straddling Victor's lap. Shelonda saw what Toshia was doing at once and quickly reached into Victor's lap to take hold of his straining cock. Holding onto his broad shoulders, Toshia lowered herself down onto the organ Shelonda aimed into her pussy. Toshia threw her head back and sighed as she felt herself wonderfully filled. She sat there, impaled, with her head back and eyes closed for a few moments, just enjoying the feeling of that cock inside her. Then she slowly began to grind and ride up and down on Victor. The big man's hands held her waist snugly, and she leaned down to kiss him. She gave herself up to the sensations her body was sending her way: the wind in her hair and on her naked arms and legs, the strong chest pressing the fabric of her dress against her breasts, the strong thighs underneath her, the mouth on her own, the tongue against hers, and most of all the thick penis sliding in and out of her grasping, wet pussy. Then she felt Shelonda's hand on her butt, squeezing and caressing it. Toshia turned to smile at the adorable young woman, who leaned in to give Toshia a quick kiss.
Then Toshia watched as Shelonda turned her attention to Nicole, who obviously thought that these in-flight shenanigans were madness. Looking to the front of the carpet, Toshia saw that Don was watching her riding Victor. He smiled encouragingly and she responded by grinning back at him and increasing the tempo of her fucking. She decided that she wanted to make Victor's big cock fill her up with its cum, and then that she would have Don add his. She slid up and down on Victor's shaft, squeezing her pussy around him, and looked out to see the countryside flying by beneath them.
Toshia saw that Shelonda had managed to distract Nicole enough that the two women were lying down behind Victor making out. Shelonda had her hand up under Nicole's skirt, and Nicole had one hand on one of Shelonda's perfect tits and the other squeezing Shelonda's no-less-perfect ass. Toshia heard Amy say, "Oh, now this isn't fair at all!" Don said something in response, but Toshia was preoccupied with working herself toward a second orgasm and her determination to make Victor come.
She felt the thick phallus inside her swell and then Victor was shaking and shoving up into her as he pumped his thick cum into her pussy. This pushed Toshia over the edge and she threw her head back and cried out as she trembled and came, clenching and milking Victor's cock as they climaxed. When the trembling subsided and she could think again, Toshia sagged forward on Victor.
Smiling, Toshia kissed Victor's forehead and turned to Don, saying, "Your turn love."
Don didn't respond but kept looking ahead, in frantic conversation with Amy. Looking beyond the two of them, Toshia saw what seemed to be a walled town or something spread out on a shelf on the side of a mountain. Then, high up the mountainside by a large lake Toshia saw a pinkish tower. While she had been fucking, Don and Amy had found the tower! Then she noticed that although Don and Amy were obvious excited, they seemed more panicked than enthusiastic. Without taking the time to get off Victor's still-hard cock, Toshia called forward, "What's wrong?"
"We're losing altitude," Don said brusquely.
"Fly higher?" she offered weakly.
"I'm trying!" Amy said with obvious exasperation.
"We're going to hit the mountain!" Nicole gasped.
"No, we're not going to make it that far," Shelonda said. "It looks like we're going to hit that wall."
"No we're not!" Amy said with more determination than confidence.
Toshia had a moment to look beyond the wall in question, and saw the town she'd noticed a moment earlier consisted of several rather large buildings of multiple stories, and a bunch of smaller structures. In the center of "town" was what looked like a very large pool or fountain, and it now looked like that was where they were headed – rather too quickly, Toshia thought.
They were over and past the wall then, and people in the town noticed them and there were outcries from below.
"Can't we just stop?" Nicole asked in a panic.
"I've been trying to do that!" Amy shouted.
Toshia realized they were about to crash and she was still kneeling there with Victor's prick up her. She laughed and said "Damn!" at the same moment, and then they hit the water.
Victor held her in his arms as they went tumbling forward and under. Toshia felt her back brushing the hard stone bottom of the pool and then Victor let go of her. She pushed away and opened her eyes, which had been closed tightly since the moment before impact. There were arms and legs everywhere in the water, all flaying about wildly. Trying to keep her wits, she pushed up from the bottom and quickly broke the surface of the water; it was only a little over chin deep. She wiped the water out of her eyes and looked around. She saw the others bob to the surface, and noticed that their few packs were floating around. Don found her and asked, "Are you all right?"
She smiled at his concern and said, "Yes, I think so. Are you?"
"Yeah," he nodded. Then he was hugging her tightly. "It's all fun and games until your flying carpet runs out of gas, eh?"
Toshia laughed and said, "Let's check on the others."
They quickly found that everyone was fine, if very wet. They were scattered in a swath from the point where they had hit the water, with poor Nicole having travelled the furthest. They saw that they were in a truly humongous swimming pool, which was fortunately not too terribly crowded. No by-swimmers had been hit by the carpet or its riders. The sextet gathered up their belongings, and Victor, who had none of his own, took up the slack by hauling the sodden, heavy carpet out of the water. As they made their way to the closest side of the pool, naked people began to swim out to them with concern and curiosity. The bottom of the pool rose as they went, until they were able to wade on out. A large crowd of onlookers gathered around. Toshia, Don and the others looked back at them, trying to sort out which questions to ask first.
Before anyone could make any progress, though, a tall blonde woman with cowboy boots, cowboy hat, a pleated skirt, and a light denim vest complete with a six-pointed star badge. The only thing she was missing was a six-gun at her hip. Instead she carried what seemed to be a heavy baton, which naturally enough looked a bit like sex toy to Toshia. Of course, she was pretty, though she had a stern expression on her freckled face. This fully-clothed woman fixed a coldly serious blue eye on the bedraggled newcomers, and said, "What's the meaning of this?"
Don stepped forward and said, "Well, we crashed, ma'am."
"Crashing into the pool is not allowed," the woman said.
"Is it specifically against the rules?" Don asked.
"As a matter of fact, it is," the woman said crossly. "The pool is to be used for swimming and sex only. I'll have to arrest you all for breaking that rule as well as reckless operation of a vehicle and careless endangerment of resort guests."
"Resort?" Toshia asked, as she looked around at the large buildings she could see over the heads of the crowd. They did look a bit like hotels or casinos.
"Look, ma'am..." Don began.
"Sheriff," she asserted.
"Sheriff," Don smiled, "I assure you this was a terrible accident. If we come with you peacefully, will you give us a chance to explain the situation?"
The Sheriff scowled at Don and the others and then nodded curtly. "Come this way. Mike, make sure they didn't leave anything in the pool. Bring anything you find to me."
Mike was apparently a young woman with short, bright red hair, who nodded and promptly waded into the pool.
As the curious crowd parted and then began to disperse, and the party of resort crashers followed the Sheriff, Toshia looked around more carefully. Sure enough, the poolside was lined with chaise lounges and umbrellas. Scattered about were little tent houses. Further from the pool were little bungalows and about half a dozen much larger buildings. The Sheriff led them between two of them, each with a bold sign out front. The one on the left was called "The Jungle Room", even though there must surely be many more than one room in the building. A grinning ape with a raging hard on swung from sign's "g". On the right was the "Clockwork Club", whose sign showed off gears and pistons. Not surprisingly, along the way, they passed a number of people who were busy with a variety of sexual activities. Toshia also noticed, here and there, a man or woman moving about in what seemed to be uniforms, carrying towels or beverages.
The Sheriff led them to a smallish building in the shadow of the Clockwork Club. Pushing a wooden door open, she admitted them to an outer office straight out of a typical western. There was a single desk, a perfunctory wall to screen the office from the two cells in the back, a chair for the Sheriff and that was about it. After hanging her hat on a peg by the door, the constable sat on the edge of her desk, crossed her long legs in front of her, and said, "OK, let's hear your explanation."
If Don was distracted by the woman's obvious physical charms, Toshia couldn't tell. He simply smiled and said, "Thank you, Sheriff. You see we were trying to reach the tower in the mountains above your ... resort."
"The monastery tower?" the Sheriff asked.
"I don't know about the monastery," Don shrugged. "We're trying to find the Sage, and were told to look for him in a tower at the source of a river."
"I believe there is a sage of some sort up there," the Sheriff nodded.
"Well, we were trying to get there when all of a sudden our ... vehicle just stopped working."
"It 'just stopped working' right over the resort?"
"Well, not exactly," Amy offered. "It started losing power some distance downriver. I didn't notice at first, but then I couldn't get it to cooperate. It just kept going in the same direction, but lower and lower."
The Sheriff looked at Amy carefully, and then said, "Well, you seem to be telling the truth, and nobody was hurt, so I suppose we can let this one incident pass. I'll be keeping an eye on you, though. Don't cause any more trouble or you'll end up in one of my cells."
"Thank you, Sheriff," Don bowed a little.
"Excuse me, Sheriff," Toshia interrupted. "Can you tell us the best way to get to the tower?"
"There's a road up the mountain. You'll want to go out the East gate." When it became clear that they had no idea where the East gate might be, the Sheriff stepped back outside, pointed them in the right direction and gave a few basic instructions.
As they continued on their soggy way, Victor made the slightly surprising announcement that the carpet was already dry, and proceeded to roll it up for easier carrying.
"What do you think happened?" Nicole asked.
"I have no idea," Amy shrugged.
"I do," Don said. "Remember that candle the first day we were here, Toshia? The one that went out in the secret passage?"
"Yeah," she nodded.
"And the Wizard said his power was centered on his house, or something like that. I think we finally flew the carpet too far from the Wizard, or his house, so it ran out of mojo."
"Why didn't we just crash, then?" Toshia asked.
"What?" Nicole gasped.
Don shrugged, and said, "I really don't know. Maybe it's just the kind of thing that fades out, like sound or light; it's not like you hear someone in the distance until you go one step too far – they fade out. And maybe the thing that uses up the most power is steering, then altitude and finally forward motion. I don't know; I'm just guessing here, but it does seem to make some kind of sense."
Toshia and the others puzzled this over, but only for a short time, because they now came to the high wall that surrounded the resort and the very large metal gate that was set into the wall. They could look through the heavy bars and see the rocky terrain and a path outside the resort. In the center of the gate was a large impassive metallic face; it was quite out of character with the rest of the resort as they had seen it.
Don stepped forward to look for a handle. Finding none, he took hold of one of the vertical bars and tugged, and then pushed. The gate didn't budge.
"Excuse me," said a deep voice. "Do you always walk up to people and grab them without so much as a 'good afternoon'?"
They all looked around in confusion, until Shelonda pointed up at the face on the gate. It was now obviously looking at them with a deep frown.
"Oh, uh," Don stammered. Toshia chuckled. Even after everything they'd been through Don kept expecting things to be more mundane than they were here.
"We're terribly sorry," Toshia said to the metal face. "We're not from around here."
"Yes, I know," said the face with an exasperated expression. "You're the folks who crashed into the pool."
"Ah, you heard about that?" Toshia smiled.
"Heard about it? No. I experienced it."
"Hello," Don blurted. "How's that?"
"I experience things like that," the face explained with apparent strained patience. "Things that happen to the resort happen to me."
"Fascinating," Don mused.
"Well, we're terribly sorry about crashing into the pool... or into you, if that's more accurate," Toshia pressed. "We were just going to continue on our way up the mountain path through there, er, you."
"But you just got here," the face frowned.
"Well yes, but we weren't trying to get here, but to the tower," Toshia explained.
"But you're here now and you haven't spent any time enjoying yourselves."
"Well, we were just..."
"We really have had a great time," Don insisted.
"Don't patronize me, young man," the face scowled. "You haven't even really swum in the pool yet, or spent the night in jail. You haven't visited any of our fine clubs or enjoyed a casino."
Toshia was a bit distracted by the inclusion of a night in jail on that list, but forged ahead with, "I'm sure they're all very nice..."
"Now you're patronizing me. How could you possibly be sure they're very nice when you haven't bothered to really find about any of it? Any self-respecting resort would be wounded by your insensitive rush to pass by all the diversions it offered."
"How about if we promise to come back and have a lot of fun once we've gotten up to the tower?" Don asked.
"Look, I'll be honest," said the gate. "I don't trust you. You crashed in here without an invitation or landing clearance, and then you try to barge right out without so much as an 'excuse me'. I am inclined to think you'll leave here and forget all about coming back to enjoy our luxurious amenities and many recreational opportunities."
"What if some of us stayed here and enjoyed the resort, while a couple of us went on up the mountain?" Nicole asked in what Toshia thought was a stroke of brilliance.
"Uh, no," it said firmly. "How about this instead? You all spend some time here and really have a good time, and then come back here and I'll let you go on up to that silly tower."
"How much time is 'some time'?" Don asked.
"That's not the right attitude," the gate said scornfully. "Go have fun, and when you feel like you've really given the resort a good try, you can come back here and we'll see."
This was the gate's last word on the subject; after a few minutes of trying to communicate with the metal face it became clear that no further concessions would be gained.
"We could look for another way out," Don suggested.
"I don't know," Nicole mused. "This wall looks like it means business." The wall stood ten meters high and seemed to be newly built of very heavy rocks. It did seem unlikely that anyone would go to all the trouble of building, or creating, such a serious barrier only to leave a way out, or in, unattended.
"Well, it looks like we'll have to make the best of the situation," Toshia said with a shrug. On the one hand she was becoming used to these obstacles in their path, and on the other she looked forward to seeing what sort of mischief she could get into before returning to her normal life.
The value of serving others.
"OK, well, why don't we try out one of those clubs?" asked Don. "That seems to be the best way to start giving the resort a good try."
No one had any objection to this suggestion, so they set off for the closest of the large buildings. This turned out to be a mammoth edifice of white marble, or at least stone that looked like marble. The front was lined with ornate columns ("Corinthian," Don informed them), and broad, deep steps led up to towering glass doors. The sign outside identified the locale as the "Temple of Venus and Aphrodite", which set Don to quiet grumbling.
The tinted glass doors slid open as they approached, and they stepped in to a lavish entry hall that was best described as cavernous. The floor was marble but with soft area rugs scattered about. Wide, winding stairs swept up and away and at least half a dozen doorways were visible on the ground level alone. Naked or barely clothed people were moving about leisurely, apparently going from one part of the "Temple" to another. Toshia was a bit surprised to note that no one was screwing here in the lobby. Then a slender man with short-cropped hair and wire-frame glasses hurried toward them with a broad smile on his face. He was wearing a black tunic, or short toga, like Toshia had seen worn by Roman servants in movies.
"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen," the man enthused. "Welcome to the Temple of Venus and Aphrodite, the finest establishment in the resort, catering to the most sensual of Epicureans."
"Epicurus would not have approved," Don tried to point out.
"My name is Adrian, and I will be your host," the man went on, ignoring Don's objection. "Since this is your first visit to the Temple, please allow me to explain how things work here. Within these walls you will find all manner of delight and a host of willing playmates – devotees of the Venusian mysteries and initiates of the Aphroditic secrets. I suggest you try the many baths, have an erotic massage, lose yourself in the dark room, enjoy the resort's longest running orgy (going strong and continuously for seven years now!), or any of countless other pleasures."
"Seven years?" Toshia asked somewhat incredulously.
"Indeed!" Adrian smiled. "However, as novitiates, as we call guests on their first visit, you will be expected to give your first six hours to the Temple in service to the Goddesses and our other guests."
When he saw that there was more than one puzzled expression on the faces in front of him, Adrian explained, "If you want to play freely in the Temple, you have to spend at least the first six hours as 'servants to the Goddesses'. You'll be given special tunics (like mine but red) and assigned jobs to do around the Temple. While you're doing your duties, you will be expected to comply with the wishes of your supervisors and our other guests, by which I mean the ones who are not wearing red tunics. In this way, the staff gets extra help and new guests learn more about the Temple. As it turns out, many guests volunteer to wear the red, as we say, long after their six hours are up, or on return visits."
After the sextet shared a silent meeting conducted by means of expressions and meaningful glances, Don said, "We have some concerns about being separated, Adrian."
Adrian frowned for the first time, paused, and then said, "Oh, well, your duties will almost certainly require you to be separated from each other. However, you will be notified when your six hours have elapsed, and you might agree to return here to the lobby."
Toshia wasn't quite convinced though, so she asked, "We won't have to leave the Temple at any time, will we?"
"Oh, no ma'am," Adrian said emphatically. "We have everything anyone could need right here in the Temple. Some of our guests have been here for months without ever setting foot outside."
Toshia looked to Don, shrugged and nodded. The others all seemed willing to give this Temple gig a shot. So, Don said, "Alright, we'll do it, Adrian. Everyone remember to come back here after the six hours are up."
Adrian grinned and bowed, then led them all off to a relatively small, unassuming door off to the side, which led to a large locker room of gleaming white. "You may each use one of our lockers to store your clothing and belongings. Use the showers over there, and then report to Mavin over there at the desk for your tunics and assignments. Your six hours as novitiates will begin when she signs you in. Have fun, everyone!"
Toshia and the others looked at each other in amused confusion for a moment. Then, naturally enough, it was Amy who began stripping off her clothing and throwing it into the nearest locker. Victor found a tall locker that would accommodate their carpet. "Remember your locker numbers!" Toshia reminded everyone.
They made their way into the showers, which were rather Spartan by Manor standards. Interest in getting on to the rest of the Temple kept them from engaging in all but the most furtive play under the warm water. As they were toweling off, Don pulled Toshia into a long hug. He kissed her and said, "Don't go getting lost."
Toshia smiled, saying, "Wouldn't dream of it! Besides, it's your turn."
He laughed and kissed her again. Hand-in-hand they went with the others out to see Mavin, a serious woman with dark hair pulled back in a bun. Like Adrian she wore a black tunic. Toshia wondered if Mavin and Adrian were what the Scholar had called "blanks". Mavin took down each of their names, and handed them each a red tunic, which of course fit them each perfectly. The tunics had loose collars, no sleeves, and very short hems; Don's penis and balls were only barely concealed, and Victor's cock wasn't. They were given cord belts with which they cinched the tunics snugly about their waists. Although she thought the men looked a bit silly in theirs, Toshia thought the girls all looked quite sexy in their little red uniforms.
They were directed to wait in a little lounge until Mavin had an assignment for them. Naturally enough, as soon as they got comfortable mischief started. Amy reminded everyone that she and Don hadn't had any fun on the carpet, to which Nicole and Shelonda protested that they hadn't had time for much fun. Amy didn't buy it though, and promptly moved over to Don and said, "How about it, Professor? You up for helping a girl out?"
Don grinned and reached out to pull the sexy blonde into his lap. Nicole said, "Well, I think we should pick up where we left off then, Shelonda."
Toshia smiled over at Victor and said, "I guess it's you and me again, stud."
"No, no!" Amy laughed. "You two had your fun and have to just watch for a while."
Toshia opened her mouth to protest, but Mavin's voice cut her off with, "Amy and Victor!"
Toshia was impressed that Amy didn't pout or fuss, but just gave Don a quick kiss and headed back out to Mavin with a smile. Victor followed closely.
"Well, that's fine," Toshia smiled across at Don. "I can do what I wanted to do earlier..."
"Toshia!" Mavin called.
Toshia laughed and said, "Of course. To be continued."
"I'll look forward to it," Don smiled.
Mavin didn't even look up when Toshia got to her desk, but said, "Towel service. Go down that hall, take the stairs up to the third floor and report to the laundry room on the left."
Toshia hurried off to follow the directions, but still heard "Don!" called out behind her. She was already looking forward to finding out what he and the others had to do during their service period. She was a bit disappointed to think she was going to wind up folding towels in a laundry room, but she was, as always, a good sport, and made haste to climb up to the third floor. She found the laundry room at once and was greeted by an older man in another black tunic who barely looked at her before shoving a tall stack of thick white towels across a white counter at her. "Here you go, Toshia," he said without asking her name. "Go with Jerri here. Jerri, show Toshia the third floor circuit."
"Right, Steve," replied the tall, blonde young woman with long legs and arms and what Toshia found herself thinking of as a sorority girl's face. She smiled around her own stack of towels and said, "Hi Toshia, welcome aboard. Let's get going."
Toshia hurried to keep up, but immediately found it difficult to navigate with the towels blocking most of her vision. Fortunately, Jerri didn't hurry along as fast as she could have on those long legs of hers. As they went down a hallway, Jerri called back, "Is this your first day?"
"Yes, you?"
"No," Jerri laughed. "I've done this every time I come to the Temple. I like to start out with wearing the red. I can take it off anytime I want now, of course, but most of the time I just wind up leaving it on."
"Why?" Toshia asked.
"I don't know. Here's the first stop. Just move around the room slowly. You go to the left and I'll go to the right. People will take towels off the top of your stack sometimes, but you should offer if they're not busy. Try not to trip over anyone or anything! I'll see you at the other door on the far side."
The door slid open in front of them, which was good since neither of them had a free hand, and they stepped into a steamy room. Peering around her towels, Toshia saw that this was a large room with a large pool of water in the center of it. The sole source of light was the crimson lights that illuminated the water. In the center of the pool was an island partly taken up by a planter with some very large plants, but obviously with enough room left over that several people were able to climb up out of the water and use the area for sex. Two couples were doing just that at this moment. After a clear area around the pool, which was thankfully fairly free of naked bodies, small, intimate booths formed the outer perimeter of the room. There were quite a few people in these booths, either engaged in their own sex or watching others.
The closest people to Toshia as she moved to the left, clockwise, around the pool, were a pair of women who were obviously way too busy with each other to care about getting any new towels. Toshia tried not to be distracted by their wet, naked bodies and focused instead on moving over to the booths. The first booth was occupied by a man and a woman sitting and watching the goings on in the rest of the room; each one had a hand in the other's lap.
"Fresh towels?" Toshia offered tentatively, but they both shook their head and smiled.
Moving on, the next booth she came to was occupied by two men, one of whom was bent over and leaning against the back of the booth while the other was obviously fucking him in the ass. Toshia paused a moment to admire the superb backside of the one doing the fucking, but then continued on.
There were four men sitting around the next booth and kneeling on the floor before them was a statuesque woman whose face and breasts were covered in cum, shining pinkly in the light of the room. The kneeling woman spotted Toshia and said, "Oh, grab me a towel, dear."
One of the men hurried to comply, his cock bobbing out in front of him. Toshia smiled down at the woman as she went on to the next booth. Here a man was sitting on one side of the booth, leisurely stroking himself, as a pair of gorgeous young women made out on the other side. Toshia paused there a moment, thinking she would now enjoy putting on a show for people to masturbate over. As she stood there, she felt the man reach out and run his hand up the back of her leg. Remembering her instructions, she remained still as he worked his way up under her tunic to caress her bare behind. Toshia was definitely feeling the effects of titillation and frustration now. If she weren't "wearing the red" she would have dropped the towels and promptly had her way with the man who was groping her ass. She made do with smiling down at him and saying, "Would you care for a towel, sir?"
He smiled and nodded, but made no move to get up to reach for a towel. So, Toshia gracefully squatted next to him, moving slowly so he wouldn't have to move his hand from her butt. He smiled again at her, and reached across with the hand that had been stroking his cock to take the top towel off her stack. He was clearly torn between paying attention to Toshia and continuing to watch the two lovelies across from him. Toshia decided to help him out, and asked, "May I help you with that, sir?"
He grinned and nodded back at her. Toshia carefully set her towels down on the floor and then knelt next to the man. She leaned over him and wrapped her hand around the base of his nicely hard cock. Toshia took a brief moment to admire the two women across from the man – the brunette had a particularly nice pair of tits, and the one with the short blonde hair had an incredible ass – before she took his cock into her mouth. She knew she was providing a simple service for this man; she had no intention of fucking him; she would never even know his name; she was just giving him an anonymous blowjob while he watched two other women; this was more than enough for Toshia. She just wanted to give this nice guy a moment of pleasure with her mouth. She worked her mouth up and down on his increasingly hard and thick cock, accompanying her sucking with a gentle, firm pumping with her fist. It wasn't long before Toshia's mouth was filled with his sweet cum. She swallowed and swallowed again, savoring the delicious taste and texture and it coated her tongue and throat. She kept her mouth on him, gently pulling, until she was sure she had gotten it all. Then she raised her head, smiled at him, and said, "Thank you, sir."
The man hadn't said a word, but his smile was thanks enough, Toshia thought as she picked up her towels and moved on to the next booth. She didn't find any more takers for her towels, or trouble to get into, until she reached the door at the far end of the room and had to wait for Jerri. After a couple climbed out of the pool and took two more of her towels, making it much easier for Toshia to see where she was going, Toshia decided to go ahead and continue around the room to see what was keeping Jerri. Only four booths down the line, she found the answer; Jerri's stack of towels was sitting to one side while Jerri stood at the back of the booth, bent forward with her hands on the top of the back bench. A strapping young man was behind the leggy blonde fucking her steadily. On either side of the booth, watching, were other naked young men, all stroking their hard ons. Toshia quickly counted five in the audience, two on the side nearest her, and three on the opposite side.
Toshia stood there for a moment, watching Jerri getting fucked as well as the guys watching Jerri getting fucked. She was never one for the passive approach, but she was really trying to get into the spirit of the "wearing the red" business. Fortunately, the guy in the outside side on the far side of the booth noticed Toshia standing there and gestured for her to come closer. She was happy that this place and the particular role she was playing left her without the option to refuse. Toshia set her towels on top of Jerri's stack and stepped over to the young man who had beckoned her.
As soon as she got there, he slipped his left arm around her legs and ran his right up the front of her, under her tunic. She shifted her weight and parted her legs a bit so his fingers could get in and stroke her very wet pussy lips. His fingertips parted her lips and delved up into her pussy as his thumb brushed her clit. Toshia sighed and shuddered there standing over him. The guy grinned up at her and said, "How would you like some of that?"
"Yes, please, sir," Toshia said emphatically.
The young man released her and promptly got up out of the booth, careful to avoid jostling the man who was driving so intently into Jerri from behind. Toshia quickly stepped to the side and leaned forward against the place where the two booths came together. She pushed her butt out behind her and waited, the model of an obedient and willing novitiate, she thought. Her partner didn't keep her waiting, but took his hard cock in hand and pushed it down between her lips. Toshia shuddered again as she felt the fat head pushing into her waiting pussy. She gasped and moaned as he pushed into her. He held on to her waist as he filled her up as far as he could, and then began to fuck her steadily. She shoved back on him with each thrust, loving the feeling of him moving inside her and his balls slapping against her clit. Toshia wanted his cum inside her. She wanted to be used as the means of his carnal pleasure. She found herself grunting as she met each of his thrusts. She was grinning and nodding, quietly repeating, "Yes! Yes!" as she felt him coming, filling her pussy. As he pulled out of her, Toshia looked over her shoulder and said, "Thank you, sir."
Of course, by the time he had moved away, one of the young man's companions had gotten out of the booth and was ready to push himself up into Toshia's willing pussy. She felt cum running down the inside of her thighs as she shoved back on this new prick. With a happy smile on her face, Toshia fucked back on the cock inside her, reveling in feeling him slide in and out of her slippery, tight embrace. When this one came inside her, she made sure to thank him with a proper "sir", perfectly aware of how unlike her normal self this all was. By now, of course, she was extremely turned on. So, when the third guy slipped into her messy cunt, Toshia gave herself up to a long, shaking orgasm. The man behind her just kept fucking in and out of her, as she trembled and moaned, intent on his own need. She came again and again. When he added his cum to that of his partners' inside Toshia, she was only barely able to thank the third young man.
As Toshia sagged against the side of the booths and tried to regain her balance, she noticed that Jerri was now being screwed by a second man, and there was only one guy left sitting in the booth. Toshia would have happily let this last fellow fuck her, but he was too intent on watching Jerri and his friend screwing. Taking the moment to collect herself, Toshia smiled as she watched the masturbating guy's cock erupt in a long stream of cum that splattered over his belly and up to his chest. Moving over quickly, Toshia smiled at him, said, "Please, sir, allow me," and promptly began to lick and suck up every bit of the sticky, sweet stuff she could find. She ended by sucking some from the head of his cock and giving it a tender kiss. Toshia grinned, "Thank you, sir."
She handed the young man a towel, and then used one on herself, wiping up some of the mess that had been made in her pussy and down her legs. Of course, she also took the opportunity to slurp down some of the yummy stuff. Then, when the man fucking Jerri finally pulled away from her, Toshia quickly caught hold of his cock and pulled him toward her. Toshia leaned in and took his slippery, cummy organ into her mouth and proceeded to suck any remaining jizz from him and then to lick and clean him thoroughly. When she had released the man and thanked him ("sir"), she saw Jerri smiling down at her.
"See?" the blonde said. "Fun!"
"Indeed," Toshia nodded. She reached out to catch hold of Jerri's long leg and tugged her closer, saying, "Now, let me clean you up."
Jerri laughed and said, "No, that's not allowed. We have to be told to play with each other."
Toshia noticed then that the six men they had serviced had all wandered off.
Jerri leaned down and kissed her, and said, "Thank you, though. Maybe we can get together another time. Right now, though, we better get back to work."
Jerri led Toshia on to the next room on their rounds. This was an emerald hued chamber with multiple pools arranged in tiers connected by short waterfalls. The two towel girls moved about the relatively dry walkways, but had no takers either for their towels or for any other liberties. The third room was actually an indoor swimming pool, where they managed to pass out all but a few of their towels and were subjected to quite a bit of casual groping. The final room of the circuit was a traditional steam room, though this one had two women who were intent upon getting fucked by as many men as they could. Though Toshia thought she and Jerri could have a lot of fun here, duty called so they distributed their last few towels, and returned to the laundry room where Steve promptly gave them each a fresh stack.
They repeated the circuit of four watery rooms five times. Though most of the time they were just moving about delivering towels, the guests certainly had no problem with fondling them or with asking for special attention. Toshia's gentle suggestions certainly helped increase the amount of mischief they got into. By the time they got back to the sauna the second time, the little gangbangs had about worn down, so Toshia managed to volunteer Jerri and herself to help the two women clean up. The towel girls diligently licked and sucked up all the cum they could get from the two well-used pussies, making the two women come several times in the process. Over the course of that long shift as a towel girl, Toshia gave an additional dozen blow jobs, got fucked by another four men in passing, and even got pulled into a little orgy with Jerri. This last resulted in Toshia getting the chance to get her hands (and mouth) on her towel-partner's hot body. A female guest sat on Jerri's face as Toshia knelt down between the blonde's long legs and lapped at her sweet pussy and clit, all while a male guest fucked Toshia's pussy, and then her ass, from behind.
By the time they returned to Steve, they were both in need of a shower and a break. Steve announced they could have both, saying, "Toshia, your six hours are up. Hit the showers both of you."
Together they went down to Mavin's locker room, where they dropped off their very soiled red tunics and enjoyed the shower. Toshia leaned back against the wall there as water poured over her naked body and Jerri knelt in front of her licking her to a wonderful orgasm. Afterward, as they went back out to the locker room proper, Toshia said, "I have to go meet my friends. You'd like them, and they'd love you. You should come with me."
"Thanks, Toshia, but I'm going to take another shift," Jerri said with a twinkle in her eye.
"I can see why you like it," Toshia smiled. "But I'm going to try being a guest for a while."
After a long kiss, the two women parted with a promise to play next time they had the opportunity. Leaving her clothes in her locker, Toshia almost skipped out to the lobby, where she saw that everyone but Nicole was already waiting.
"Nicole was the last one to get an assignment," Shelonda explained. Toshia noticed that everyone else had also decided to leave their clothing behind for now.
Toshia was eager to find out what everyone else had been doing, and particularly wanted to tell Don all about her adventures as a towel girl, but they had already decided to wait to share until everyone was back. Fortunately, Nicole hurried into the lobby in short order, wearing nothing but a happy grin. Amy suggested they go into the banquet room to have a bite to eat while they each reported in. She led the way up a short stairwell and through an enormous pair of doors into a cavernous hall where long buffet tables were heaped with every kind of fruit that Toshia had ever heard of. When they each had gotten themselves a plate of fruit and a glass of water, they gathered around a table near one of the big room's corners.
"Since you were the first one called, Amy, I think you should go first," Don said with a smile.
"OK," she said as she finished chewing and swallowing a big, juicy piece of orange. "Well, I was actually assigned here. I was supposed to just patrol around in here and collect people's dirty plates and fruit peels. I thought I was just going to spend six hours as a busboy, but the people kept copping feels, which got me all worked up. I started to hang around a bit closer to occupied tables, and eventually this one guy who'd been watching me for a while, pushed his chair back, grabbed my arm and pulled me over to him. He doesn't say anything at all, but just pulls me down. Naturally, I dropped to my knees and started going down on him. I thought he was about to blow, but he pushes me away and then grabs me by the waist and sits me on the edge of the table in front of him. I thought the table would flip over or something, but they're really sturdy. Anyway, he just shoves my legs apart and starts fucking me while his buddies cheer us on. I was squeezing my tits and really getting into it, then he pulls out and shoots his cum all over my front. I thought, 'Oh great, now I've got to go get a fresh tunic.' But before I could get off the table, another one of the guys at the table gets between my legs and gets busy. He does the same thing as his buddy, cums all over my front. Before I know it, they're taking turns fucking me and coming all over my front. I had cum all over my tunic, my face and in my hair by the time they were all done. I had to go back down to the showers and get cleaned up. Somehow this kind of thing happened over and over again."
"Somehow," Don nodded.
"Yes," Amy nodded. "It's quite odd, but for some reason guys kept coming all over my tits, so I had to keep going and getting fresh tunics. It was exhausting," she grinned.
Victor only said that he'd been assigned to carry platters of fruit around to offer the guests in several of the various play rooms higher in the building. He admitted that some of the ladies had difficulty keeping their hands to themselves, and more than one had asked him to provide a bit of assistance of an intimate nature. Everyone found Victor's laconic story dissatisfying, but also realized it wasn't going to help much to pester him for more information.
Toshia tried to make up for Victor's brief account, by giving as many details as she could as to her towel girl duties. As she expected, Don was particularly interested to hear everything.
Don explained that he had been assigned the job of runner for the special requests department. "Whenever someone needs a particular prop or toy, or some lube, they – somehow – let the SRD know, and they send a red-tunic running over with it. Fortunately, they also gave me little notes with directions, or I would have gotten hopelessly lost. Most of the time, I didn't get to have any real fun, though I saw some wild stuff going on."
"Most of the time?" Toshia asked, having noticed that this implied Don had gotten some real fun in along the way.
"Well, I did get held up for some time, with this one couple of women in a private room. They had ordered a strap on dildo. They had some trouble getting it into position, and I was helping them with it. As I was cinching the strap on into place on the one woman, the other noticed that I came equipped with my own 'strap on.' She started playing with it while I was helping her friend. Soon I was providing a second cock for them. They tried every combination and position they could think of, then put the strap on the other woman and started all over again."
"Oh, you poor thing," Toshia chuckled.
"That wasn't the wildest thing, though," Don smiled. "A bit after that long mission, I was sent with a tube of lube to a room where a woman was directing some of her friends in acting out the sex scene she had in mind. When I got there, she had one of the women suck on me until I was hard, which didn't take long at all. Then she had the woman lube me up, and then lube up the ass of a guy who was busy fucking another woman. So, then I was told to get behind that guy and fuck him from behind. So, there I was screwing this guy's ass while he fucked this woman. It was pretty intense, I admit."
"Anything else happen there?" Toshia asked mischievously.
"Not like you're thinking," Don laughed. "After the guy came – and he came a lot – the director woman had me fuck each of the other people in the room in the ass too: three women and two other guys."
"And the director?"
"Nope. While I was there I didn't see her have any sex at all."
To be continued in part 2
Based on the work of BradentonLarry for Literotica