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Lost in Eros Book III: The Return, Part 5
Thursday, 16 May, 2024
Charlotte, the Sage of Abby Hill By BradentonLarry for Literotica - Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. The Sage & a Kind of Good-Bye "The Sage is ready to see you now," said Wei, the tall Asian man who they had learned was the Abbot of the brown-robed monks – or the Order of Record Keepers, as they called themselves. Don gently urged Nicole to release his cock from her mouth and promised they would get back to playing soon. As he tied his grey robe about himself, Don saw that Toshia, who had been riding up and down on Alan's lap only a moment before was also hurrying to make herself "presentable". After waking up hours ago, and the following, almost routine, morning sex (Well, that's definitely the right way to start the day, particularly when you wake up sandwiched between two naked, sexy women! Don thought to himself with a happy smile), they had had a bite of breakfast and been asked to wait until they were called for. While they learned a little bit more about the Order, most of the morning was spent in lazy sexual play. It was now shortly after midday, and at least two of them were quite eager to meet this person whom they had been awaiting, and had gone to such lengths to find. They followed Wei to the foot of a winding staircase and proceeded up. At the top, behind a modest door, they were admitted to a good sized study, complete with shelves filled with row upon row of books. Windows all around the room let bright sunlight in. There were a few comfortable chairs, and a nice desk, behind which, in a brown robe, sat a middle aged woman with thick, dark brown hair falling down around her shoulders. She was apparently reading the last page of a stack of typed material. Wei gestured to a set of chairs that had been drawn into a circle of four, and said, "Please, make yourself comfortable, she will be right with you." Sure enough, right after he had closed the door behind himself but before they could get comfortable in their chairs, the woman looked up at them and smiled. "Hello," she said as she stood up and came around the desk. "You're obviously Don, and I'm guessing you're Toshia and you're Nicole." "That's right, and you're 'the Sage'?" Toshia asked. "That's what they call me," she smiled as she sat down in a high-backed chair. "I admit, I was expecting someone a bit ... more wizened," Don smiled. "Well, it's really just a title, like 'the Crone', though I suspect the similarities end about there. You can call me Charlotte if you prefer." "Pleased to meet you, Charlotte," Toshia said. "Likewise," Charlotte smiled again. "I know you must have many questions, but let me just say, I've just finished reading your various reports, and I've enjoyed them very much. Our scribes are chosen for their skill at asking the right sorts of questions and their ability to flesh out the stories they're given, but in this case they've had very good material to work with. The three of you have had some very interesting adventures. I particularly enjoyed reading about your encounter with the Bull, Toshia." "So, everyone who comes here looking for you tells their story and you read it?" Nicole asked. "Yes, that's right. I confess, my personal 'kink' is to get off reading about, and sometimes watching, the exploits of others. I would have finished reading your reports earlier, but I had to keep stopping to masturbate." "Wouldn't it have been more efficient for us to just tell you directly?" Nicole asked with a twinkle in her eye that the Sage seemed to miss. "Well, yes, but there are two problems with that," Charlotte answered. "One, we keep all the stories, as a record and a source of study..." "You could just have someone type it up as we told you," Toshia pointed out. Charlotte nodded, "That's quite true, but then the narrator would be bristling with questions for me, which would slow things down and cause all kinds of complications." "Is that the second problem?" Don asked. "No, the second one is that there seems to be some benefit to having each person tell his or her own story, and then comparing them." "How have our stories diverged?" Don wanted to know. "Well, I've only just read the three of them, and haven't had hardly any time to think about them, but Don's way of looking at your time here in Eros involves a lot of digressions and interconnections, while Toshia's is more straight-forward. Nicole's is actually rather journalistic." Don could see that Nicole had half a mind to object to this, but he cut in with, "OK, but what's the point of all this anyway?" Charlotte the Sage frowned slightly and said, "I assume you mean the record-keeping?" "Well, for now, yes." "At some point, long ago, the first Sage decided that one way of trying to make sense of the whys and wherefores of Eros was to start recording the experiences of people who, like him, remembered their lives before waking up here." "And, has it helped?" Toshia asked. "Well, it certainly makes for some stimulating reading," Charlotte laughed. Then she added, "It definitely has served to build up some generalizations that seem to be helpful." "Such as?" Don prodded. "Every single person who has come here, to this Abbey, and this goes back for 450 Erosian years, has spoken English rather fluently. Now, the only people who we interview are those who remember their lives prior to waking up here, but none of them has ever reported meeting anyone who doesn't speak English. This suggests that either the people who don't remember spoke English before they arrived here, were somehow rewired to speak English upon being brought over, or are native Erosians. This all seems to strongly suggest that whomever or whatever is responsible for selecting people for Eros speaks English, and that seems quite surprising and noteworthy to me." "So, which is it, were they brought here or are they natives?" Nicole asked. "They were brought," Don said quietly, remembering his and Toshia's visit to the Library in the Manor. "Well, the evidence does suggest that," Charlotte nodded. "They seem to have various personality traits and interests that wouldn't make sense for native Erosians, for one thing." "That's what I was thinking," Don added. "Also, some people have actually met people they recognized or even knew quite well from Earth, but who seemed to have no memory of that other life." "That must have been bizarre," Toshia said. "It has sometimes been ... awkward, to say the least," nodded Charlotte. "All of this is very interesting, but you mentioned whomever, or whatever, is selecting people from Earth – English speaking people from Earth," Don said as he leaned forward. "Who or what is doing this, and why? What's the point of it all?" Charlotte smiled again, "I honestly can't say. I admit that the question puts me in a philosophical frame of mind. Imagine if I asked you what the point of it all was on Earth. Anyway, there are theories, of course. Some Sages have thought that we were being held prisoner here as lab rats, running countless experiments on human sexuality, others that there is some power, or powers, who feed off human eroticism, or who have lost the ability to generate it for themselves – the ultimate voyeurs. There seems no question that there's some intelligence behind it, though." "Why do you think so?" Toshia asked. "Well, it only selects people who are quite dissatisfied with their Earthly sex lives." Charlotte held up her hand to forestall Toshia's objection. "The fact that it is very hard to sort out exactly what counts as such dissatisfaction seems to lend weight to this consideration. No doubt, Toshia would hesitate to say that she was dissatisfied in any way with Sarah, but it seems clear from reading her story that she would hardly think of the sex life she was having before as being satisfying now. Almost every single person who has found his or her way here has thought that being brought to Eros was a wonderful gift, which has led some to speculate that this was some kind of heaven." Don couldn't resist scowling at this notion, and Charlotte noticed. "I don't buy that either," she said with a smile. "On the other hand, it's the best afterlife I've ever heard of. Going back to the question of intelligence, one of the most telling bits of evidence is the two of you, Don and Toshia." After taking a moment to scowl thoughtfully at this suggestion, Toshia asked, "What do you mean?" "As far as our records indicate, the two of you are unique. No pair of friends has ever woken up together like you have. Before you ask, I have absolutely no idea what that might mean. Perhaps it's for the purposes of one of those psycho-sexual experiments." There was a moment of silence before Don decided to ask, "What's up with the black robed figures?" "The Watchers," Charlotte nodded. "Another indication that there is some kind of intelligent process going on. After 450 years of accumulating data, there has never been anyone – anyone recorded, anyway – who has managed to talk to, or even catch hold of, one of those bastards. They watch for a bit; then, when you think you're going to get your hands on one, they're gone." "Is it science or magic?" Toshia asked. "I'm inclined to follow Arthur C. Clarke on this one and say I don't really know that there's a difference in this context." "There are so many questions," Don muttered, shaking his head. "How many people remember their lives? What's the distribution of their wheres and whens? Is there anything they all have in common besides being sexually frustrated?" "Is there a way to get home again?" Toshia asked resolutely. Charlotte, knowing this was the issue that had motivated them in seeking her out, turned to Toshia with a serious expression and said, "Yes, or so it would seem anyway. There are apparently at least two ways. The first is to become bored with life in Eros. It seems that when that happens you will simply go missing, and it's presumed that you return to your Earthly life. As to the other, more proactive, way, the lake outside is the headwater of a river that runs several hundred kilometers to an ocean or a sea – we haven't been able to get anyone to engage in any kind of systematic exploration. Along the coastline to the left of mouth of river..." "To the left facing the sea?" Don asked. "Yes," Charlotte smiled again. "Go down the river, then turn left, and proceed along the coast, until you find a place called the Grotto of Ishtar, or just the Grotto. There, according to two people who have accompanied others seeking to leave, you'll find a way to return home." Toshia looked like she was ready to head off immediately, but a couple of concerns occurred to Don. He said, "I'm troubled by something: how can anyone here know that people return home safely? And, now that I'm saying that, how did the Scholar know that time moves differently here in Eros? It doesn't seem to make sense that we could know these things unless someone has been able to return home and then come back." "Very good, Don," Charlotte nodded, and Don found himself thinking that she must have been a teacher back on Earth. She explained, "There seems to be a way to go back and forth between Eros and Earth more or less at will. One of the more enterprising people who have visited the Abbey several times, a Stephanie Ayers, found someone with this ability and talked to him at great length. She then tracked down two more people, and in doing so was able to confirm these rumors and suppositions." "How are they able to do it?" Don asked intently. "Stephanie says they have 'magic rings' that allow them to 'decide' to wake up in either Eros or Earth; or, should that be 'on'?" "Where do they get those rings, and what do they look like?" "I cannot answer the first, Don, but apparently they are simple rings of a shiny black material, something like hematite." Don sat back in his chair. That sounds familiar! After a moment of reflection, he smiled broadly and said, "I think I've seen someone with one of those, and I'm pretty sure I can find her again." Charlotte gave Don a long look and said, "I can guess what you have in mind, Don, but I should warn you that these ring people are not only very possessive of their rings, but also very evasive about how they came to acquire them. Stephanie hasn't been able to get any useful information so far, and she's been at this a while." Toshia brought the discussion back to the main topic with, "I wanted to ask another question – our flying carpet stopped working and several hundred kilometers is a long way – do you know of any way to make the trip quicker?" "Well, yes," Charlotte answered, "I would take the riverboat." "The riverboat?" "Yes, there's a riverboat that goes from the Resort down to the city on the coast, Rendezvous, and back. You might have to wait for it sometime, it doesn't keep to a schedule very well, but it docks just outside of the Resort, through the gate opposite the one you used to come here." "Wait," Don cut in, "there's a city?" "Well, it's a town, really, but it's the biggest one in Eros as far as I know." This prompted what felt like a dozen questions in Don's mind, starting with those of economics. He was still having a hard time coming to grips with the weirdness of how Eros worked. "Thank you for your time, Charlotte," Toshia was saying. Although Don wanted to interject with, "Are we leaving already?" he realized how important it was for Toshia to stay on the task of returning to Sarah, so he set aside the questions he was dying to ask and stood, saying, "Thank you very much." Nicole followed suit. The Sage stood up as well, and said, "If you decide to stay longer in Eros, please feel welcome to return to the Abbey anytime." Don smiled warmly at this suggestion, and thought it was a bit odd that he was leaving this attractive, intelligent woman without having had the pleasure of, well, pleasuring her. Eros had definitely altered his way of thinking. At the foot of the winding staircase, Wei met them with one of his smiles and their clothing. Once they had changed, Wei led them back to the entrance-exit. The other "monks" seemed particularly scarce. Similarly, the huge guardian of the bridge was nowhere to be seen as they crossed it. Toshia set the pace down the trail for the Resort. She was clearly in a hurry to get on the road, or river, as the case may be, to this Grotto of Ishtar. Don kept up with her easily, but also kept an eye on Nicole, who didn't walk as fast as Don and Toshia even when they weren't hurrying. He could tell that something was troubling the pretty young woman, but his own mind was still bustling with too many questions for him to ask her what was on her mind. Still, he wasn't surprised when, as they came around the last corner and saw the Resort's gate ahead, Nicole asked them to stop for a moment. "I thought I should tell you this before we found the others," Nicole said, taking a moment to sit down on a nearby rock. "What is it?" Toshia said with obvious and honest concern. "I'm not going back," Nicole said. "Well, not yet. I'm going to wait until I'm tired of this place. I don't really have anybody back home to hurry back to, Toshia, and I fucking love it here. I'd come along to make sure you get to the Grotto safely, but it sounds like you and Don will be able to do that without me. I don't think you'll be able to shake Shelonda anyway, but you might want to consider leaving Victor and Amy here at the Resort. You know the rest of Eros isn't so nice and friendly, and this place is safe." Don smiled at Nicole and said, "It's been great having you along with us for this long." "If they're right about time, we'll all wake up 'tomorrow' and email each other," Nicole smiled with a bit of sadness. "Well, allowing for the date difference, that is. You better come visit me, Professor." Don laughed, and said, "Of course! I'm already looking forward to it." "You can come stay with us in Florida," Toshia smiled. Don could see a tear in her eye. He decided to make things a bit easier on them all by changing the subject, "You know, she has a good point about the others." Toshia seemed to fasten upon this line of thought, saying, "Well, Shelonda's going to be very hurt if we don't allow her to come with us, I think." "I'm not sure we're in any position to allow or disallow her, actually," Don said. "True," Toshia nodded. "So, the most we can do is encourage her to stay here. Probably that's the most we can do for all of them." "We could suggest that they need to stay here to keep an eye on Nicole," Don mused. Nicole laughed, and said, "Oh, I'm sure I'll be quite alright here." "And, what happens if Nicole does eventually get tired of this place and goes missing?" Don nodded. "Do people who don't remember their past lives do that? Damn, I should have thought of asking that earlier." "OK," Toshia said, "we find the others and have a talk with them, laying it all out and letting them decide." "Makes sense," Don nodded. He was glad that Toshia wasn't so focused on getting home as quickly as possible that she thought of looking for the riverboat first. The thought of Shelonda waiting for them to return was heartbreaking, though he expected that after a couple more days she would take it upon herself to storm the Abbey looking for them. As it turned out, their three friends were easy to find. They were right by the giant pool. Amy was down on her hands and knees on a lounge chair getting vigorously fucked from behind by Victor, while some new fellow had the honor of pushing his cock into her talented mouth and throat. Shelonda was on the next lounger, watching Amy and company, while a pale redheaded girl with a freckled back lay beneath her legs licking at her clit and pussy. After spontaneously and unanimously deciding that they should strip down and rinse off in the pool first, Don, Toshia and Nicole joined their friends. Don smiled at Shelonda as he ran his wet hand over the redhead's back and gave her naked bottom a squeeze. This elicited a muffled groan of approval and the girl pushed her butt up, in what Don thought was a particularly feline movement. He slipped his hand around to move his fingers over her dewy outer lips before parting them and pushing two of his fingers up inside her. This earned him another approving groan from the girl. In another few moments, Don had his feet planted on the ground on either side of the lounge, as he pushed the head of his cock into the girl's very wet pussy. Meanwhile, Toshia, still dripping from the pool, had moved around to kiss Shelonda, and then Shelonda's pretty tits hello, and Nicole had gone to help Amy with her men. After about half an hour of this, when everyone had climaxed at least once, and another trip into the pool had washed them all clean, Toshia managed to get their little group together and moving through the Resort for the gate opposite the one with which they had already become acquainted. Along the way, Don noted at least half a dozen other clubs they hadn't yet investigated. The gate let them through without any attempt at conversation; and, a short downhill walk led them to a modest wooden building on a sturdy wooden dock at the riverside where they found what would normally be a ticket window, behind which sat a man in what looked to Don like a late 19th century shirt, vest and bowtie. When Don, Toshia and the others came up to his window, he smiled blandly and said, "Good evening, how may I be of service?" "Can you tell us when the boat to Rendezvous is expected?" Toshia asked. There was a momentary pause before the man said, "Tomorrow morning, ma'am." "How long will it be docked?" "For at least an hour, ma'am." "Can you be more specific?" There was another pause, and then the response, "I'm afraid not, ma'am." "We could just camp out here," Toshia suggested without much enthusiasm. Don turned back to the man in the window, whom he was convinced was a blank, like the butler they had seen on their first day in the Manor, and asked, "Does the boat blow a whistle or something like that when it's docking and when it's about to leave?" "Yes, sir." In response to Toshia's inquiring glance, he just shrugged and said, "It just seems reasonable, doesn't it? Maybe this is a good time for that talk." The two of them turned to the others and Toshia said, "As you know, Don and I have been trying to find a way back to our home. It looks like we've found it. Tomorrow we're going to get on a boat here that will take us downriver to a place where we think we can go home. Nicole's decided to stay here at the Resort, though." "At least for a while," Nicole put in. Don took up the speech, "For the rest of you, this is, basically, your home, and there's no need for you to continue on with us. We're very grateful for all of your support and help, but the Resort is a very nice place to stay and have fun. So, we want to encourage you to stay here and enjoy yourselves." Amy and Victor looked a bit confused but didn't say anything. Shelonda, though, asked, "This boat goes back and forth to this 'Rendezvous' place?" "Yes," Toshia nodded. "Oh, well, no problem, then," Shelonda shrugged, in what seemed like a vaguely familiar way to Don. "OK, well, we might as well spend the night having fun in the Resort then, right?" Nicole asked cheerfully. "Sounds good to me," Don grinned. "Besides, I need to talk to someone there." Although he certainly had a keen interest in checking out one or more new clubs, Don led the party straight back to the Jungle Room. "Oh, very nice!" said Amy, and both Nicole and Shelonda agreed. "Is it just me or does this seem bigger on the inside?" Toshia asked Don. "Nope, it's definitely not just you," he said. "Let's check out the dance floor," Nicole suggested enthusiastically, pulling Toshia along with her and the other girls. Victor followed dutifully in their wake. Don decided he would end up at the dance floor, and proceeded to walk around the grassy main floor of the Jungle. He even climbed up the ladders to look in the tree houses, but couldn't see India anywhere. He was sure she had been wearing one of those black rings the Sage had mentioned. By the time he worked his way around to the dance floor, the girls had scattered and were dancing with different partners. Toshia was dancing with a tall, muscular fellow in a loin cloth, with long, blondish hair hanging down to his shoulders. Victor had somehow managed to hook up with Vixen again. Grabbing a strawberry from the refreshment bar on his way, Don started climbing up through the three upper layers of the wooden structure. The first had a number of chairs and beds, none of which were currently in use. The middle level had four beds in close proximity, one of which was being used by Don's friend of the other night, Jaden, and a man who looked like he might have been Indian. Jaden was lying on top of her partner, steadily rocking herself against him as his cock moved inside her. The top floor had a rather large bed and a big bathtub, somewhat improbably perched up there so high over the ground. There was, as far as Don could tell, no sign of India this evening. When he returned to the dance floor, Don saw that Toshia and her Tarzan-esque dancing partner were getting better acquainted; they were both on their knees, she leaning back against him as he ran his hands over her body and kissed the side of her neck. Victor and Vixen seemed to have gone off together. Shelonda was dancing with a naked, and very fit, East Asian guy who was clearly enjoying her and the dance very much. Don was thinking about making another circuit of the Jungle Room in search of India, but just then Amy and Nicole saw him and rushed over to him. "Come dance with us, Professor!" Nicole grinned. "We promise to make it worth your while," Amy winked. Don smiled back at them, and said, "It looks like mostly everyone is naked, so maybe we should undress appropriately first." So, in about thirty seconds flat, the three of them stripped down, tossed their clothes out of the way to one side, and moved out into the middle of the dance floor. Things weren't as intense, or as loud, as in the pit of the Disco. Rather than a pulsing, driving sexuality, the atmosphere of the Jungle Room dance floor was one of languid, sultry sexuality. The girls moved against Don with sensual abandon. Amy was grinding slowly back against him, her butt against his quickly hardening cock, while Nicole was kissing his shoulder and running her hands over his back and butt. Then, Amy turned around to smile alluringly up at him as she rubbed her beautiful tits against him and Nicole was reaching around to fondle his cock. After a bit of this, Don was turned around, so that he was running his hands over Nicole's body as she writhed wantonly in front of and against him, while Amy took a turn caressing his back and particular bits of his front. All the while their bodies were covered with a thin sheen of perspiration. All around them couples were dancing in similar states of rising passion. Don looked for India now and then, but was soon completely focused on the fact that Amy had dropped to her knees in front of him and was now intently sucking on his extremely hard prick. Nicole quickly figured out what was going on, and moved around to have a look. She reached up to caress Don's cheek and then pulled his head down so she could give him a long, intense kiss. Don had one hand on the back of Amy's head, gently encouraging her to keep doing what she did best, and the other slipping down the length of Nicole's slippery-with-sweat back to squeeze and caress her tight little ass. Then, as more of a natural development than the result of any kind of decision on anyone's part, he and Nicole were slowly moving down to join Amy on the dance floor. Don was kissing Amy passionately, as one of the two girls pulled and stroked his cock, wet with Amy's saliva. His hands were moving over their lithe, sweaty bodies. Then he had one of Amy's sweet nipples in his mouth as he pulled on it, pinching it with his teeth. Don caught a quick glimpse of Toshia, and was slightly surprised that she was still wearing her dress – particularly under the circumstances. She was basically kneeling on the floor, but was lying forward with her head resting on her forearm, butt up in the air. Her "dancing partner" had lost his loin cloth along the way, and was now kneeling behind Toshia obviously fucking her steadily. Amy had climbed up onto Don's lap and slipped his raging hard-on into her very wet pussy. She rode up and down on him a few times with a happy, contented smile on her face. Not in the mood to be left out of the fun, Nicole leaned in to kiss Amy's neck and then her mouth as Amy turned her head to the side. Nicole gradually pulled and lowered Amy back, without uncoupling her and Don, until her head and shoulders were resting on the dance floor. Don helped position Amy's legs and feet so she could support herself a bit more stably, and then leaned forward to fuck her. She grinned up at him before Nicole straddled her face. The pretty little black girl lowered her pussy down to Amy's talented mouth and leaned forward to give Don a long, sexy kiss. Don slipped his left hand around the back of Nicole's neck to keep her mouth on his, and used the thumb of his right to stroke Amy's clit. He could feel the head of his cock rubbing against Amy's g-spot with each stroke in and out of her. Still, it was Nicole who came first, groaning and trembling as she was held there between Amy's and Don's mouths. Don let Nicole push herself away, as she carefully sat back, laughing with the pleasure of her orgasm. She was just beginning to raise herself away from Amy's face, when Amy began to come – very loudly. Don kept plowing into her pussy as Amy arched her back and squeezed her luscious tits tightly in her hands. Nicole leaned down to kiss Amy's mouth, which was quite shiny with Nicole's own juices, and Amy slipped her hand around to hold Nicole there, much as Don had been doing just a minute before. Don glanced over to see that Victor had returned to the dance floor and was now kneeling in front of Toshia, who was sucking him enthusiastically while the fellow behind her continued to fuck her steadily. Other couples and trios were following their little group's lead; sex was breaking out all over the dance floor. Of course, for all Don knew, this might just be a normal evening in the Jungle Room. Gently, Don withdrew from Amy, and backed away a bit before getting up off his knees. Almost immediately, Nicole lowered herself down over Amy until they were in a lovely 69 on the dance floor. With another quick look around, Don made his way down to the "jungle floor" and proceeded to make another circuit of the club, hoping to find India. By the time he returned to the dance area, things had clearly moved from a dance party to an all-out orgy. A River Cruise To The Coast Last Night in ‘The Jungle’. Don saw Vixen on her knees giving what looked like an intense blowjob to a naked guy sitting on one of the stools by the dance poles. Nearby was Nicole, who was now engaged in a rather intense scissoring with a Hispanic-looking woman that Don would guess was not even 20 years old, but who had a tiny, athletic body that was extremely distracting and beautiful, long, straight black hair. Next, Don spied Shelonda, who was involved in a foursome near the center of the dance floor; she was riding up and down on the thick cock of a young man who also had Don's friend from the other night, Jaden, sitting on his face with a big smile on her face; meanwhile, a young East Asian woman with large breasts and strikingly blonde, short hair moved back and forth between the two women, kissing their tits, their necks and their mouths. Then, Don saw Toshia being drawn up into the arms of a tall, statuesque woman with long, straight black hair; they kissed deeply, and the dark-haired woman led Toshia toward one of the comfortable chairs ranged around the outside perimeter of the dance floor. Near where Don had seen him earlier, Victor had gotten himself into another threesome, but this time he was fucking a woman from behind while another fellow was being fellated enthusiastically. Finally, over near the refreshment bar, Amy had somehow gotten herself entangled in knot of twisting naked bodies that Don counted up as seven altogether, including the Tarzan-looking fellow who had been fucking Toshia earlier, who was now getting his cock sucked by Amy, while a brown skinned woman with a superbly muscled back knelt behind Amy, kissing and biting Amy's shoulder and reaching up under her to push several fingers up into Amy's pussy; another woman had worked herself in between Amy and the man's legs to suck on one of Amy's nipples, as yet another woman licked at this nipple-sucking woman's pussy. Don noticed that there was a decided shortage of men in Amy's septet, and decided he should do his best to help out there. Don squatted and then knelt behind the woman with the beautiful back and began to treat her much as she was treating Amy. She had short hair, so it was easy for Don to kiss her shoulder and neck as he slipped his hands around to caress her taut belly and firm tits. Her nipples hardened under his touch and she pushed back against him with a murmur of approval. It wasn't long before she was on her hands and knees on the dance floor while Don pushed his hard, thick cock into her from behind. He held her hips then and pulled her back on him, shoving himself into her again and again, his balls hitting her clit and his sensitive head hitting her cervix. Don felt her fingertips brushing the underside of his cock as she rubbed her clit frantically, and then they were both coming: she trembling and crying out, her body clenching and pulling at his cock; him shuddering, head thrown back, and shoving deep into her as his cum filled her to overflowing. All of this as his friends continued to fuck, suck and otherwise enjoy themselves all around him. Once again, Don had the now familiar thought that Eros was not at all a bad place to visit. He didn't see India that night, but the sextet had a wonderful, happy last night together. The River Cruise. Toshia had only seen pictures of paddle-wheel riverboats, so she was by no means an expert, but she was rather sure this one was not normal. There was a big paddle contraption at the rear of it that seemed pretty much like what one would expect, and there were a couple of tall smokestacks (or were they steam stacks?), and it clearly was a riverboat, but... Well, for one thing, the whole boat was bright pink; like a plastic lawn flamingo! She was also sure that it wasn't usual for these boats to have a big deck spread out in front of the part where the floors with the cabins and such were located. While one might have expected this open area to have a pool or at least be set up for sunbathing, this one was furnished with a wide variety of couches, beds, chairs and soft, cushy rugs. The roof over the four story main "building"(?) did have a bunch of lounge chairs and chaises, but then Toshia was pretty sure more mundane riverboats didn't have sun decks on their roofs. To make things odder, after a bit of exploring, she and Don concluded that there was no actual engine or boiler room; they had no idea where the white clouds of steam were coming from or what was powering the big paddle assembly. Aside from those things, the riverboat was about what one would expect; at least from a riverboat on Eros. The main above-deck structure held all the passenger quarters, which amounted to bedrooms with one or two beds, of various sizes, and a bathroom, but no doors, though there were cabin numbers on the walls next to where the doors would normally go. There were three floors of those cabins, surmounted by a big open sort of ballroom, mostly open on three sides (not the rear, over the paddles). It was here, in the early evening of the day they had left the Resort, that Toshia, Don and Shelonda gathered along with what seemed to be all the rest of the passengers at the behest of an enthusiastic, smiling blonde woman in a white uniform with a very short skirt who called herself "Sally the Cruise Director!" (The exclamation point was hard to ignore.) After the boat had left the dock and slowly turned around to head downstream, they had engaged in the aforementioned exploration, and then indulged themselves in some lazy play on the main deck. Leaving half of their merry band behind had put a bit of a damper on their libidos though, so they pretty much stuck to themselves. When they had gone looking for a bit to eat, which they found in the ballroom, or whatever it was, they found themselves greeted (or greeted!) by Sally. "Welcome aboard!" she had grinned. "We're going to have a fun mixer game in a little bit!" They might have asked for more information, but Sally had already hurried off to corral more passengers for the game. So, they waited as more and more people made their way up to the ballroom. She leaned over toward Don and whispered, "Um, is it a good idea to gather everyone up here on the top deck?" "I was just thinking that," he nodded, "but it seems like something they do regularly, so it's probably OK." He frowned a bit and repeated, "Probably." For her part, Shelonda didn't seem worried. The pretty young woman was looking out at the river and the countryside passing by very slowly. Naturally enough, people were starting to strip off their few garments and get acquainted with each other by the time Sally held up a big bell and struck it several times with a metal rod. The loud peals immediately got everyone's attention. "Hello everyone!" Sally said in a voice that carried well even in the now crowded ballroom. "Welcome aboard! We hope you enjoy your trip with us! If you need anything at all while you're on board please don't hesitate to ask me or one of the other crewmembers! After we pick up a new set of passengers we like to help everyone make new friends to enjoy their voyage! To get things going, we like to play a mixer game. Tonight's is one we call Cabin Fever!" Sally paused a moment to let the passengers' curiosity build up a bit before continuing with, "We have almost as many women as men with us, so to make sure no one is left out, the ladies will each go to a cabin on one of the decks below us! Please keep it one lady to a cabin for now, ladies!" Sally laughed. "Then, the men will each draw a cabin number, and when I ring this bell they'll go visit the cabin they've drawn! Some men might draw a duplicate number! When I ring the bell again, the men all have to come back up here and draw again! Sound like fun?!" There was a general murmur of agreement through the crowd. "How long will we have between bells?" Toshia asked. "That's a surprise!" Sally grinned. In response to the look Toshia gave him, Don just shrugged. "If you'd rather not join in the game, please go down to the main deck or upstairs to the roof deck!" smiled Sally. Nobody seemed to be hurrying off to get out of the game, though. "All right, ladies, if you would go claim your cabins...!" The sun was setting and lights came on all over the boat as Toshia, Shelonda and the other women headed down the various stairways. Shelonda pointed out that, "There seem to be more cabins than women." "You're right," Toshia nodded. "I wonder how they'll avoid sending men to empty cabins." The two of them went down to the bottom level and took adjoining cabins. Toshia went into her cabin and touched a wall switch that turned on a pair of table lamps that filled the room with a low light, turned reddish by the lampshades. The queen-sized bed had silken sheets that seemed freshly laundered. Toshia sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for her first visitor. Her cheeks were flushed and she could feel her pulse racing a bit in anticipation. Being separated out and isolated like this and waiting to meet some unknown man was an interestingly different experience. She remembered when she had gone with the Lord, way back in the Manor, which was the closest thing to this she'd experienced. It seemed like a very long time since that first night in Eros. Toshia had certainly done an awful lot since then, and she was definitely more excited than apprehensive this time. She stood up and slipped out of her sundress and put it on one of the room's chairs, and returned to the edge of the bed, naked and waiting. It wasn't long before she heard the sounds of men coming down the stairs and moving about on the deck above her and then on hers as they looked for their designated cabins. In another minute a naked, athletic man with short, straight orange-red hair entered her cabin and smiled broadly at her. "Well, hello there," he said with a pronounced Scottish accent. "Hello and welcome to my cabin. I'm Toshia," she smiled back. "I'm Ian," he bowed a little. "'Very pleased to meet you, Toshia." Ian took another few steps into the room, and reached out to run his fingertips and then his hand up the bare skin of her arm. Still smiling, Toshia reached out and ran her own hand up the outside of Ian's muscular thigh and then over to lightly caress his cock, which was already beginning to stiffen for her. She asked, "Do you have any idea how much time we're going to have together?" "I'm afraid I don't," he said as he leaned down to kiss her shoulder. "Well, we shouldn't waste any time then," Toshia chuckled. Considering everything she'd done and experienced in Eros the fact that she felt like she was being outrageously forward struck her as amusing. "Agreed!" Ian said with a grin. He then lifted her chin and kissed her as he leaned her back to lie on the bed. Toshia parted her lips, letting his tongue slip into her mouth, and parted her legs as his hand moved up between her thighs. She noticed that her own hand had wrapped around his now rather hard, thick cock and was squeezing and pulling on it. She gasped as she felt his fingers parting her lips, and then groaned a bit as his fingers began to push up into her. Her pussy was already wet in anticipation, so it didn't take long until Ian was fucking his fingers in and out of her, his palm grinding wonderfully against her clit. Toshia kept pulling at Ian's cock as he moved over her, and drew it down until she felt the purple head taking his fingers' place inside her. She let go of him as he pushed into her, only to grab his waist to pull him down. Toshia's legs wrapped around his as her pussy opened for the hard prick pushing up into it. Toshia moaned into Ian's mouth, and felt his body crushing down against her clit, rubbing against it as he pushed forward. She was vaguely aware of the cool sheets against her back while he began to move in and out of her, slowly at first; drawing almost all the way out of her and then pushing all the way back in. Her hands grasped at his firm butt and she felt his long leg muscles working against hers as he fucked her a bit faster, a bit harder. He kept kissing her while their bodies rubbed against each other; her nipples were brushing against his chest, and his hard sex sawed in and out of her. He was fucking her with abandon now, moving in and out of her in short, fast motions, and Toshia was coming; long, hard, hot and shuddering; crying out in the dim light of the cabin. Her body was clenching and shaking against and around him, when she felt Ian's cock swelling and then erupting inside her, filling her pussy with his hot, sweet cum. Feeling his jizz spilling out of her, Toshia felt herself tumbling into a second intense orgasm. Her fingers dug into the strong muscles of his butt as she pulled him into her, keeping him deep inside until she eventually stopped climaxing. When Toshia finally opened her eyes, Ian was smiling down at her. She smiled almost bashfully and said, "Well, that was very nice! I'm so glad you stopped by." Ian laughed and leaned down to kiss her again. He slowly drew himself out of her, leaving a quite a slippery mess on her upper thighs. "Hey now," Toshia said, "I didn't hear any bells." "No, that's true," Ian smiled. "Then we have more time," she laughed, and then pushed him over onto his side. Moving with sudden energy, she got up on her knees and quickly reversed herself so that, once she got Ian to cooperate, she could rest her head on his thigh while she took his still-rather-hard cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked at the mingled juices that covered his shaft and head, pulling some extra cum out of him, before slowly lowering her mouth and throat down over him. She took her time, enjoying the sensation of having his sex moving over her lips and tongue and then into her throat. She smiled to herself as she heard Ian groan. She held herself there, breathing through her nose, for a few moments, before beginning to move up and down on him. Toshia reached around and began to caress his full balls. Ian was starting to rock on the bed, fucking himself in and out of her mouth, and Toshia thought she might make him come in another couple of minutes, when there was a surprisingly clear pealing of a bell. It sounded like it had been rung in the cabin with them. Ian groaned in disappointment, and Toshia considered just ignoring the bell, but then she decided that she was enjoying this game. She gave Ian's purple head a kiss and said, "Off you go, then." Ian chuckled, and took a moment to give her another kiss, before he managed to scramble off the bed and head back upstairs. Toshia just lay there for a moment, hands moving over her body. She was acutely aware of the fact that there was cum leaking out of her pussy; partly because she now had a hand between her legs, smearing the slippery juices over her lips and clit. It occurred to her that she would soon be returning to her normal life in the "real" world, and her opportunities for letting herself go like this were running out. She resolved to make the most of this riverboat ride. She was still there, lying on the bed playing with her messy pussy, when her next visitor arrived. This was a handsome young East Asian man, with cropped black hair, a tight body and a surprisingly big cock already standing out in front of him. Toshia smiled up at him, and without a word spread her legs invitingly. She was thinking it would be fun to just let him hop on and fuck the hell out of her with that beautiful cock. He surprised her though, by bending down, taking hold of her legs and pulling her to the edge of the bed, where he promptly knelt down on the floor and buried his face between her legs. Toshia felt his tongue hungrily licking up the remnants of her session with Ian. The young man was both enthusiastic and thorough, and Toshia murmured approval as he shifted his attention to her sensitive clit. What he lacked in subtlety he more than made up for in passion, and it didn't take long at all before Toshia's torso was arching high over the bed as she cried out with another intense orgasm. She wasn't done shaking before the young man had planted her feet on the floor and was pushing the broad head of his cock into her pussy. Toshia smiled up at him as she felt the flared glans opening her up. Feeling the thick shaft filling her up, she moaned out loud. He gave her a slight smile as he began to rock forward and back, moving his big prick in and out of her slightly at first, until she got used to the girth. Toshia's hands were moving over her own body, caressing herself, squeezing her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. When she moved her left hand down to begin playing with her clit, her newest lover began to fuck in and out of her more vigorously. She gasped as he plunged hard into her, hitting her cervix again and again. Toshia was vaguely aware that she was making inarticulate sounds as her pussy was pounded by that big cock, but was far past caring, even if she might have been able to make herself stop. Her fingers were thrumming wildly at her clit as that hard shaft drove into her hard and deep, and then she was coming! She cried out wildly as wave after wave of white hot pleasure tore through her. She kept on coming as she dimly realized that that big sex-toy of a cock was being pulled out of her and then she felt a huge gout of hot slippery cum splashing all over her belly, up to her tits and over her throat; a little bit of it even landed on her cheek. This pitched her into yet another orgasmic peak, and she writhed on the bed, one hand between her legs and the other smearing the young man's cum all over herself. She was only just coming down when she heard the sound of the bell. She opened her eyes in time to see her visitor departing with a happy smile on his face. They hadn't said an actual word to each other during their encounter. Toshia lay there for several minutes, just playing with the cum, occasionally carrying some of the salty-sweet stuff up to her mouth. It finally occurred to her that perhaps she ought to clean herself up a little before her next visitor arrived. She had just managed to sit up at the edge of the bed, though, when her next guest came into the cabin. He was a fairly average looking guy; white with short, dark brown hair and an athletic build; who grinned broadly when he saw the state Toshia was in. He said, "It looks like you've been having fun! Hi, I'm Kevin." "Hi Kevin, I'm Toshia, and I have!" she laughed. She was about to beckon him closer so she could get her hands and mouth on his cock, when a second man entered the cabin. The older black man with a very nice physique smiled at them both and said, "Hello there, we seem to have drawn the same cabin number." "Come on in," Toshia grinned up at him. "I'm Toshia and this is Kevin." "I'm Jim," the newcomer said. "Well, come a bit closer, gents, and let me see what you brought me," Toshia said with a chuckle. Kevin and Jim didn't hesitate to step forward; Kevin on her left and Jim on her right; to stand shoulder to shoulder facing her. Toshia smiled up at them as she took their cocks in her hands and began to pull and stroke them. Continuing to look up at them, she leaned forward and kissed first Kevin's and then Jim's cock. Then she moved back to Kevin's and took the swelling head of it into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue and then sucking on it, all while continuing to fondle both shafts. With another saucy smile she moved over to Jim's and gave it the same treatment. She could taste mingled cum and the flavor of other women on their cocks. As she moved from cock to cock she never stopped moving her hands up and down on them, but she took more and more of them into her mouth and throat, sucking on them more vigorously with each turn. She soon had them as hard as they were going to get, and her pussy was again aching to be filled. Pulling off Jim's wet, slippery cock, Toshia looked up at the two men and announced, "I want one of you to fuck me." Without another word, she turned away and crawled up onto the bed, and waited there on her hands and knees. She hadn't given it any thought, but she wound up positioned so that Kevin was closer to her upturned butt, so it was natural for him to quickly climb up on the bed behind her. Jim stood at the foot of the bed, stroking himself and watching. "No, Jim," Toshia laughed. "Bring that over here." Kevin didn't waste any time, and was pushing his cock into Toshia's very wet and willing pussy from behind by the time Jim had knelt in front of Toshia and directed his straining hard on toward her mouth. Reaching out with one hand, she pulled his dark brown cock to her. Kevin was already holding her hips and was fucking himself in and out of her rather vigorously. Jim's thick shaft moved past her lips, over her tongue and into her throat. Toshia held onto the base of his cock for a moment, to make sure he wasn't going to get too carried away, but as she let herself go with the incredible sensations she also let go of his cock. Her hand dropped down to the bed and she thought for a moment to the beautiful woman in the hallway of the Manor who Don and she had spied upon that first day. Toshia had been so turned on by the sight of that woman between two men just like Toshia was right now. With that thought, Toshia's hand lifted up and back to brush her fingers over her clit. She imagined how she looked right then, one man fucking her hard and fast from behind, another holding her head in his hands as he fucked his thick black cock in and out of her mouth and throat, while she knelt there covered in drying cum. The orgasm hit her hard and shook her for what felt like a very long time. She clenched, groaned and shook between the two cocks, neither of which stopped moving in and out of her until they erupted with their sweet, molten cum. She felt herself swallowing, but was aware of her spittle and Jim's cum spilling out over her chin just as the mixture of her juices and Kevin's ran slowly down the backs of her thighs. Toshia collapsed on the bed, pulling the two men with her. Still shuddering a bit, she just lay there and enjoyed herself as her visitors caressed her body. She slowly began to regain her senses, and was thinking about some more fun with these two men who seemed to work quite well together, when the bell pealed in their ears. As the fellows slowly disentangled themselves, Toshia managed to say, "Would you please tell Sally that I need to sit a round out?" She thought she heard one of them say they would. Then she dragged herself off the bed and tottered to the cabin door and over into the cabin Shelonda had claimed. The pretty young woman was lying on the bed with a happy smile on her face and a body covered with pearly cum. "It looks like you've been having fun," Toshia laughed. Shelonda giggled and said, "You too!" Toshia bent down and licked a dollop of cum off Shelonda's perfect breast. After giving her friend a kiss, Toshia said, "I need a quick shower. Want to join me?" She didn't wait for Shelonda's response, but instead padded off for the cabin's bathroom, where she quickly turned on the water and began adjusting the temperature. As she expected, Shelonda joined her in another moment, and the two cum-covered women stepped into the shower together. As the water splashed over them, and they took turns under the spray, they kissed playfully, hands moving over each other's wet bodies. Toshia grabbed a washcloth and a bar of soap, and began to wash Shelonda's beautiful brown skin. She deliberately refrained from getting too frisky, but still couldn't resist occasionally kissing Shelonda's lips, nipples, or various other delectable bits. Then, naturally enough, Shelonda returned the favor, carefully washing Toshia's body, while lingering over all the most sensitive parts. By the time they were both rinsed thoroughly, they were each quite riled up. As soon as they had given themselves a very quick toweling off, Toshia grabbed Shelonda by the hand and dragged her back to the outer cabin and the bed. They were only a little surprised by the fact that there was a tall young man there, smiling at them as they emerged. He looked Mediterranean, with short, curly, black hair. Toshia waved at him and said, "Hi there. Can you give us a few more minutes?" She didn't wait to see him nod before pulling Shelonda with her onto the bed. The two women rolled together, entwined in a tight embrace, as they kissed passionately, each one pushing a thigh up between the other's legs. Toshia felt Shelonda's full tits pressed against hers while she ground herself against the firm thigh rubbing her pussy and clit. Pushing Shelonda down on her back, Toshia rose up with a smile, and quickly twisted herself around, so that she was the top half of a 69. Toshia spread her legs to lower herself down to Shelonda's mouth at the same time as she lowered her mouth to kiss Shelonda's sweet pussy. She felt Shelonda's talented lips and tongue moving on her as she ran her own tongue between Shelonda's outer labia. Pressing her mouth against Shelonda, Toshia slipped her tongue as far as she could into the other woman's pussy, tasting her delicious wetness. Shelonda wiggled underneath Toshia, and Toshia began to lick at the girl's hard little clit; pulling and tugging on it steadily. Meanwhile, Shelonda was doing the same, while also holding onto Toshia's butt to keep her firmly down on Shelonda's mouth. Toshia inhaled the heady scent of Shelonda's sex and increased the tempo and pressure of her licking, intent on making Shelonda come first. She succeeded, but the trembling, moaning woman underneath her, who also reacted by sucking on Toshia's clit as she climaxed, pulled Toshia along into her own intense, body-racking orgasm. When Toshia finally raised her head to look around the room, she was surprised to see that there were now three new men, in addition to the fellow who had been there earlier. There was a black guy and an East Asian who looked like he might be as young as eighteen or nineteen. Finally, there was another very young looking guy who seemed to be Arabic, or maybe Persian, and who also happened to be sporting a rather large cock. Toshia smiled at the men, rolled to the side, off Shelonda, and said, "We have company." Shelonda managed to prop herself up on her elbows and smile at the men. With a twinkle in her eyes, Toshia asked, "Did you enjoy the show?" There was a quick affirmative response from the audience, though clearly the black guy, who was almost certainly the oldest, was most comfortable. He had grinned and said, "Absolutely!" while the others had nodded and murmured. "They must have, Toshia," Shelonda laughed. "Look how hard they are." "I noticed," Toshia chuckled. To be continued.. By BradentonLarry for Literotica
