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From Lost In Eros – Book 1An enlightening visit to the libraryIn 10 Parts By BradentonLarry.  Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.The next day, after a quick trip to the garden for bathing and breakfast, they started on the third floor. This proved not much more useful than the first and second floors, until, after two play breaks, they came upon a large pair of double doors at the end of a corridor. Pushing one of the doors open, they realized they had found the library.The shelves of books seemed to defy gravity both in the way the shelves soared up to the high ceiling, and in the fact that they were not on the ground floor, which seemed to Don to be the sensible place for what must be a very heavy collection of books. Off to the left as they came in, was a remarkably unremarkable circulation desk. Behind it, of course, was an incredibly hot woman with her thick, long dark hair tied up in a conservative bun, and a nice set of full tits peeking out of the collared, white dress shirt (which had two more buttons undone than Don had ever seen on areal librarian), and long, beautiful legs glimpsed beneath the hem of, and through the modest (by Manor standards) slit on the side of, the black skirt that clung to her curves and fell to just below her knee. Of course, she was also wearing black frame glasses, high heels and dark pink lipstick.Don and the others took a moment to wander around a bit. They noticed that there were several floors to the library, connected to this one by circular metal staircases. Here on the main floor there were a number of little reading lounge areas, complete with comfortable chairs and couches. These areas and the many secluded corners and aisles between the stacks were conducive to erotic encounters, and, this being the Manor, there were a number of parties enjoying themselves in just this way. Surprisingly enough, there were also a few people who were actually there to read.“Can we stay here for a while?” Nicole asked with her mischievous smile, as she eyed a man's cock as he sat on the floor with his head on the seat of a couch as a woman, facing toward the back of the couch, knelt over his face.“Um, sure,” Don said, suddenly feeling like he and Toshia were the chaperones on a field trip. “Have fun.”Both Nicole and Shelonda went to go enjoy themselves, while Toshia and Don considered the books available on the shelves. Toshia pointed out, “There seems to be a very good assortment.”“Yeah,” Don said, his eyes running over the titles, “and they're not junk. This would be a good college library, or even a small university's. Huh, I wonder, ”Don went over to the circulation desk and said, “Hello, I take it that you're the librarian.”The woman arched a dark eyebrow at him and pursed her lips before saying, “Yes, I'm the Librarian. May I help you?”“Just ‘the Librarian', not the ‘head librarian'?” Don asked playfully.“No,” the Librarian said a bit impatiently. “That's the head librarian over there.”Don followed the direction of her nod and saw a woman on her knees in front of a gentleman in a chair giving him an enthusiastic, but quiet, blowjob.“Of course she is,” Don couldn't help saying. Turning back to the Librarian, he asked, “Could you tell me if you have any floor plans of the Manor on file?”“Oh, good idea!” Toshia said.“Shush,” the Librarian insisted. “No, I'm afraid we do not, sir.”“How about any books at all about the Manor?” Don tried.“Not as such, sir,” the Librarian said seriously. “However, you may want to talk to the Scholar.”“I'm sure we do want to,” Don smiled. “Would you kindly direct us to him?”“Certainly,” she smiled. “Please follow me.”The Scholar Has Some AnswersDon and Toshia shared a glance and a shrug and then followed the Librarian. They passed Nicole and Shelonda, who were now riding the man's cock and sitting on the back of the couch getting eaten by the woman, respectively, and then climbed a winding set of stairs up two levels. Then, through an area dominated by large work tables which were currently unused, except for the pair of men who were using one as a stable platform to lean against, they were brought to a door with a hand-lettered sign on it that read “SCHOLAR'S ROOM; Keep out!” The Librarian rapped twice on the door and proceeded to open it.A thin man who was apparently a bit older than Don, with reddish brown hair, looked up from the heavy book he was reading, and said, “Yes? What is it?”“This gentleman was looking for books about the Manor,” the Librarian said. “I suggested he might want to talk with you.”“Oh, really? Well, good. Thank you, Audrey,” the man said.“You're welcome, Robert,” the Librarian nodded with a smile and then turned to leave.“Oh, could you send Leah up when she has a few minutes?” Robert asked.“Of course,” the Librarian, or Audrey, said as she left.“You two are on a first name basis, eh?” Don observed.“Oh, yes, well, I knew her when she was still the head librarian,” Robert said, scratching his head absently. “She's a beautiful creature, isn't she? I was in love with her for a long time; maybe still am a little. It's no good falling in love here, though, not with them.”“Why not?” Toshia said.“You must be quite new,” Robert decided. “They're not complete. They have no memories before waking up here, unlike me and, I take it, the two of you. They also have all their material needs taken care of, and only one consistent desire, and there's plenty of that to be had. So, without anything to structure their lives, they don't really develop personalities. What makes you special here, young woman; particularly to this fellow who obviously adores you; is your memories and your complete personality. Audrey, the Librarian, as lovely, and amazing in bed, as she is; and she really is amazing in bed!; she's not quite a whole person. Sure, she's got a personality, a perfectly charming one, but it's rather,  Well, superficial, though I'm not sure that's the best word. One gets infatuated perhaps, but it fades when one realizes they've fallen for what is basically a child in a smoking hot body. Does that all make sense?”“Um, yes,” Toshia nodded, “I think so.”“So, I take it you're not new here?” Don asked.“No,” Robert laughed. “Oh, sorry! Please have a seat. I don't get many visitors.”Don and Toshia sat down in the offered chairs. This gave them a chance to appreciate the stacks of papers and books cluttering the little room.“Um, I have been here for a very long time indeed. Let's see,” Robert said, grabbing for a notebook off to his left. “I've been here for one hundred and forty seven,  no, forty eight,  hmm, ”“You've been here for one hundred and forty eight days?” Toshia asked.“Oh, no! That's nothing,” Robert laughed again. “I've been here for that many years, plus two months and eight days.”“What?!” Toshia gasped.Don took this information a bit more calmly, and said, “Robert, that's not possible. You must have made a mistake.”“No, no,” Robert shook his head. “I keep very careful track of these things. It's what I do to try to keep myself sane. Perhaps I don't do enough, but I'm sure the numbers are right. Years are still 365 days, right?”“Well, yeah, plus leap years,” Don said.“Yeah, ok, so I should probably factor those in, but what's the point?”“Okay, well, how is it possible that you're over 150 years old?” Toshia asked.Robert shrugged, but said, “It's the water. I'm almost sure it's the water. It's not actually water, of course; not H-two-O. They call it XYZ; kind of a joke, that.”“Who's 'they'?” Don asked.“I should have said 'we' really, but the Scholars who came before me, and some other people I've managed to talk to over the years. There have been at least eight scholars, who have worked here over the years, and sometimes people pass through the Manor, and they tell me things, which I'm careful to record. It's kind of the gig, you see, and it's supposed to help keep me from going totally bonkers.”“Wait,” Toshia said. “You're going too fast. How could the water, or the XYZ, keep you alive, and young, for so long?”“Well, that's the million dollar question,” Robert chuckled. “XYZ seems to do a lot of things. First of all, it does everything our 'normal' water does, but it does it better. Somehow you don't need more than a glass of the stuff every day.”“We'd noticed that,” Don nodded.“Of course you did,” Robert smiled. “It's so delicious too, and like the water we were used to before we got here, it's in everything, including our bodily fluids, so those are also delicious; almost addictively so. And, since it's so effective, for hydration, a little bit of each other's fluids keeps us going quite well. It also revs up your libido; 'throws it into permanent over-drive' might be a better way to put it; but I don't think it does much to our level of inhibition. No one ever seems drunk on the stuff. I suspect only people who are already rather uninhibited get brought here. Super-charging the libido seems to do the trick. And, it seems to work particularly well in boosting natural lubricants. Also, it either works as some kind of super-disease killer; anti-bacterial and anti-viral; which is odd because it only kills harmful bacteria. Either that, or diseases just don't exist here, which actually seems plausible. It also seems to be what's responsible for the fact that you're both probably in better shape now than you were when you got here.”“Well, we haven't exactly been inactive,” Don smiled.“Yes, sex is good for you but seriously, everyone here is in amazing shape. You won't find a chunky person anywhere, and a lot of them never even make it to the gym. I think this is what keeps us all just about at the age we were when we got here.”“So, you're from the nineteenth century?” Toshia asked.“Oh, no, I'm from 1997.”“But that's not right at all!” Toshia exclaimed.“Well, it is right, but it doesn't make much sense,” Robert corrected.Don frowned and asked, “Time moves more slowly here?”“No, faster; much faster! Well, that would be the case if that were the only thing to explain, but that's not all,” Robert grinned. “I've talked to dozens of people like us, who have memories, and they come from a wide range of dates. I met someone once who came in from the 1920s and another who got here from 2011, believe it or not. The funny thing is, the woman from the '20s got here long after me. It's like time here, though linear, of course, is only connected with our 'normal' time in an incidental way. And the records of the other Scholars show that this has always been the case. Working from those records, I can say that there have been people in the Manor from as early as 1742 and as late as 2015, but there's little rhyme or reason to it. Most people speak English and come from the 20th and early 21st centuries.”“That's amazing,” Don said.“And crazy,” Toshia added. “Let's not forget the crazy.”“We remember our lives before the Manor, but what about the people here who don't?” Don asked. “Are they natives, or what?”“Well, there are two types of people here who don't remember anything else, or at least seem not to,” Robert smiled, enjoying the chance to talk about these things. “There are the staff, what 'we' call 'the blanks'; if they have any memories they're not telling. They might as well be automata, and some of us have thought they are. Some of them speak occasionally, but mostly they move around and do their work. I wouldn't be surprised if they completely lacked phenomenal experience. Then there are the rest, the playful set. Whether or not they're from our world is hard to say. It's probably impossible to tell for sure. I think they are, because they come here with established skill sets, most of which they don't need and soon forget about, but it doesn't make sense for them to be native here and to have acquired those skills; and background interests, by the way. You can see people come into the library, for instance, and they will go for a particular kind of book; say about antique cars; that it would make no sense for them to be drawn to if they were raised or created here. Plus, there's the fact that there are no children.”“Okay,” Toshia said, “well, if they came from our world, why do they lose their memories and we didn't?”“Well, first of all, you mean you didn't lose all your memories,” Robert said with a smug smile.“What do you mean?”“There's the philosophical problem, of course; how can you know what you might have forgotten? More than that, though, everyone I've talked to with only two exceptions has forgotten at least some of the facts about the world that they knew before coming here.”Don and Toshia looked back at him expectantly.“I'll bet you both completely forgot about the dangers of STDs and pregnancy.”“What, damn!” Don said. Toshia just gaped.“Almost everyone forgets those things, and who knows what else,” Robert said. “I think it's a metaphysical issue, or something like one. There apparently aren't any such things in this world, so somehow when we're brought over here our connection with those facts is lost.”Don sat back in his chair, and Toshia now had her head in her hands.“It's all a lot to wrap your head around, I know,” Robert said.“But there aren't any cars in this world, either, are there?” Don asked.“Not that I'm aware of,” Robert admitted.“Then why are there books about them?”“I honestly have no idea,” the Scholar shrugged.“Okay, what about who brought us here?” Toshia asked. “You keep saying 'brought here', and that implies a 'bringer', right?”“Or bringers, yes,” Robert nodded. “Unfortunately, that's really just a manner of speech. I really don't know anything about who or what is responsible for our being here.”There was a rap at the door, and then the head librarian, Leah, came in. She smiled at Don and Toshia, and moved over to Robert, who pushed his chair back so that she could kneel down and begin giving him a blowjob.“I hope you don't mind,” Robert said. “I'm just like you two and everyone else in this place, horny as hell all the time. Fortunately, sweet Leah here is happy to help out.”Leah paused in her duties long enough to say with a smile, “It's my job, and I love my job.”“Um, well, there are so many questions, ” Don started. He was a little distracted by Leah and what she was doing. He noticed that his cock was beginning to stiffen.“Is there a way to get back to our world?” Toshia asked.“Someone once mentioned that there was, to one of my predecessors,” Robert nodded. “There was a rumor about a ring of some kind, but it was all very much second, or even fifth, hand.”“Can we get back to our world from here in the Manor?” Don asked.“Not that I'm aware of,” Robert said, leaning back in his chair. “I strongly doubt it.”“You said people pass through the Manor,” Toshia said, “so there must be a way in and out of here.”“Yeah,” Don jumped in, “and the former Lord of the Manor went someplace. Where did he go? Where did the former Librarian go? And what happened to your predecessors?”“Um, I don't know about that last, uh, bit,” Robert managed, clearly distracted by Leah. “None of them left a note saying where they went. But yes, there is a door into and out of the Manor, though I've never seen it or been through it. Oh, that's very nice, Leah.”

Evelyn's Stage Performance Continues it be a big hit. By BradentonLarry - Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Evelyn directed the couple into another position. Now the man was lying on his back while his ‘wife' rode his cock, rather enthusiastically, while Evelyn sat on the man's face, grinding her pussy and clit on his mouth and watching the woman enjoy that fat cock. Don watched as Evelyn squeezed her own breasts, twisting her nipples, and then reached out to do the same to the woman across from her. Evelyn leaned forward and managed to get her mouth on one of the woman's nipples, which seemed to send the woman into another orgasm. Then, Evelyn was sitting back on the man's face, head thrown back and her hands squeezing her own tits tightly as her body rocked with her own first orgasm of the session.Don's cock throbbed and twitched, as if in sympathy with Evelyn's body. When the trio changed positions again, it was Evelyn's turn to lie on her back, her butt at the edge of the bed, as the man held her legs up and shoved his thick cock back into her pussy. At first the woman knelt on the bed next to Evelyn, making out with her and sucking on her tits, but then she moved up to kneel over Evelyn's face. Don watched as Evelyn grasped the woman's ass and held her in place so she could lick and suck at her clit and pussy, while the man fucked Don's lover hard and deep. Soon the woman was climaxing again, crying out loudly so everyone in the club noticed, and the man was shoving up into Evelyn with short violent strokes until he too was clearly coming. As he eventually drew out of Evelyn, a long, thick strand of cum hung between her pussy and the head of his cock. Evelyn said something to the woman who then quickly got down on her hands and knees at the end of the bed, first to suck the man's cock clean and then to bury her face in Evelyn's messy snatch, licking and sucking up all the cum he'd left there. Soon, Evelyn was sitting half up on the bed, her muscles clenching tight, as she held the woman's head in place while Evelyn's orgasm tore through her. For a long moment, Evelyn just lay back on the bed with a happy smile on her face, and then she sat up and looked out at the audience with a grin. Don grinned back at her, though he was pretty sure she couldn't see him. Still, when she mouthed, “One more?” he gave her an enthusiastic thumbs up. In any case, they had agreed she would give him a sign to let him know she was ready to leave, and she certainly hadn't given it. After Evelyn and her two playmates cleared that set, a couple of servitors came and straightened things up quickly, but without bothering to change the bed or anything. By the time Evelyn reappeared, only the big orgy on the circular bed and the couples in the dungeon set were still going at it. Don was downstairs, idly watching the orgy, when Evelyn came back on stage, this time entering the bus stop set. She had her hair in a couple of pigtails and was wearing a light sundress. She took a seat on the plastic bench against the wall, and waited, for a bus, supposedly, but really for her next set of playmates to join her. Soon two men joined her. There was quite a bit of pantomimed flirting and exaggerated come-hither looks before the men were standing in front of Evelyn having their cocks sucked. They had apparently left the door light set to yellow, because by the time Evelyn was on her hands and knees, though still in her sundress, getting spit-roasted, another guy poked his head in and decided to join in. By the time the scene had run its course, Evelyn had serviced six guys altogether, and a beautiful brown-skinned young woman with long, thick, black hair had come in to take over on the mattress. Don was happy to watch this woman enjoy herself while Evelyn got cleaned up and ready for round three. When Evelyn came back on stage, she was again wearing high heels, but this time they came with black boots that went almost all the way up her thighs. Her torso was wrapped in a shiny black bodice that left her crotch and tits exposed, and she was wearing black gloves that went up to the middle of her biceps. Her hair was now pulled back tightly into a ponytail, and she led a beautiful naked Asian woman with black hair hanging down to the middle of her back out and promptly began tying her to a frame that left her spread-eagled and vulnerable to anything Evelyn might inflict upon her. Evelyn spent the next hour teasing and tormenting this poor woman, who seemed to love every minute of it, even when she was begging Evelyn for release. Evelyn finally let the woman come, but only after she had stuffed a rather large butt plug and a big, shiny black dildo into their respective places, and fastened heavy nipple clamps to her nipples. Then, with only the command, “Come,” Evelyn reduced the woman to a shuddering, quivering display of ecstasy that went on for what seemed like several long minutes. Then Evelyn sat on a bench so the grateful woman could crawl across the floor on her hands and knees to lick and suck at Evelyn until she made her temporary mistress come. Finally, Evelyn came onto stage with the next bunch of five people to make use of the big circular bed. Two lucky men were accompanied by Evelyn and three women, who all came in naked and wasted no time in climbing onto the bed and getting acquainted. Soon it became rather hard for Don to keep track of Evelyn amid the confusion of heaving bodies. At one point, she was near the center of the bed, slowly turning with it, as she rode slowly up and down on a cock as several hands reached up to caress her body. At another, she was on her hands and knees near the edge, gliding past the front of the stage, making out with a girl lying on her back at right angles to Evelyn, while one of the men slowly, but intently fucked Evelyn from behind. They must have left the light on yellow, because while they played another five people came to join the party - three men and two women, this time. Don found a chair to get comfortable, but continued to resist touching his straining cock. He was a bit amused by all the men in the audience who were, and had been all night, watching Evelyn and bringing themselves to intense, squirting orgasms. He was, however, much more distracted by the women around him, moaning in orgasmic pleasure as they watched the shows before them. Eventually, with her hair a wild mess around her head, Evelyn broke free from the orgy on the bed and staggered to the front of the stage to give the agreed upon sign that she was ready to leave. Don went straight to the exit, expecting to have to wait for Evelyn to get cleaned up, but she met him right away, naked and carrying her clothes with her in a bundle. She had cum all over her and smelled deliciously of the sex she'd been having. “Hi there!” she grinned. Don caught her face in his hands and kissed her deeply and passionately. When he released her, she asked, “Did you enjoy the show?” “Fuck yes!” he laughed. “Let's go over by the pool and find someplace for the night.” “Good idea! I need to get cleaned up.” “Not quite yet,” Don smiled. “I'm going to add to your … makeup, first.” “Oh! Excellent!” she beamed. “You really had a good time?” “I did!” he laughed again. “Sorry I took so long. If we can't have sex, I want to make sure I'm ready to actually sleep.” “Good thinking,” Don grinned. “What was your favorite part?” she asked. “It was all very hot, but I have to admit the first one was probably my favorite,” Don said. “I liked the story you were telling.” “I knew you'd get it!” “What was your favorite part?” he asked. “Oh, that's easy,” she said, “this next bit!” Laughing, he said, “That doesn't count.” “Hum, well, that's really hard to say. There were high points in each scene. In the first one, for instance, I really liked having that guy, Dave, fucking me from behind while I went down on Julie. In the second, well, there was that first time I had three cocks in me at once. Then, when I let Tamiko come … that was hot! I came so many times during the last scene I couldn't say, really. Damn, I really have become a wild woman here, haven't I?” “Yeah, and I love it!” Don grinned. They had reached the poolside and quickly found a double-sized lounger. Evelyn dropped her clothes on the ground and sat down on the edge of the lounger, leaning back and spreading her legs in front of Don. “Damn! That's so tempting,” he breathed. “No touching!” she smiled up at him. “Just watch me as I touch myself. You liked watching those men fucking me, didn't you? It felt so good to have them in my pussy and ass, and to suck them, and to lick those sexy pussies and clits,” Evelyn said as her hands moved slowly over her body, cupping her breasts and then sliding over her taut belly down between her legs. “I kept thinking about how hard your cock must be as you were watching me up on that stage, fucking and getting fucked, sucking and licking, coming over and over.” She was simultaneously strumming her clit and fucking herself with several fingers. “I kept thinking how hot it was to have you watching me, watching me suck… and fuck… and all that cum on my face and tits… and… and… up inside me… God, Don, I'm going to come again. Give me your cum, Don!” Don couldn't restrain himself any longer. His iron-hard cock swelled in his hands and then erupted, spraying a geyser of hot cum all over Evelyn's naked body. It splattered all over her belly, across her tits and neck, and hit her chin. The second gout splashed over her lower belly and covered her fingers, getting pushed up into her pussy as she clenched upon herself on the lounger, her face scrunched up tightly as she came with him. Don staggered backward a bit and Evelyn fell back on the lounger with a heavy sigh. “Ugh,” she moaned. “I need to clean up, but I don't think I can move.” “Fuck it,” Don chuckled. “Let's just do it when we wake up.” “Seriously?” she laughed. “Okay.” “But you do have to move. We can't sleep like that.” “I'm not moving. You get your own,” she waved her hand in the air. When Don actually started to sit down on the next lounger over, though, she said, “Fine, fine, I'm moving!” They managed to spend the night spooned together, in a rather sticky mess, without violating the terms of Don's mission to not have physical-contact sex, and then enjoyed a leisurely bath in the pool in the morning. At the resort's wardrobery, they managed to find Evelyn a nice backpack for her pilgrimage, and then, with a long hug and a deep, loving kiss, she set off in quest of the Grove of Rati. “So, you were left alone again, in the sex resort where you couldn't actually have sex, for a year,” Toshia summed up. “Yeah, that's about the size of it.” “How did it go?” “Well, at the time it seemed very slow, but when it was over it didn't seem bad at all,” Don shrugged. “I did have a couple of visitors along the way. Both Nicole and Stephanie passed through the Resort before I was done.” “How were they doing?” “Okay. I found out that the watcher's council seemed to have something of a pattern in their assignments. A few personalized quests to start with and then a long-term test, like my sheriff's job or Evelyn's pilgrimage. Nicole had to find the Trans-Erosian Railway and ride it from end to end. She came through the Resort heading in the opposite direction from Evelyn, hoping to connect with that train. Stephanie came through very near the end of my year after spending a year in Rendezvous without having sex with any men.” “That sounds a lot easier than your task,” Toshia frowned. “That's what I said!” Don laughed. “She admitted it wasn't that difficult, but she was glad to get back to ‘proper fucking' as she called it. Oh, and I got to talk to India a few times, too. But mostly, I just kept myself busy watching other people and getting to know the ins and outs of the Resort. I fell into a pretty stable, comfortable routine. I was actually kind of surprised when I came back into my office after a 'patrol,' and suddenly found myself in that big courtyard at the Hall of the Crimson Mountain King. At that moment, I was mostly just happy that my staff, which I had left in the office, appeared a second later on the ground at my feet. Then I remembered that this meant I could have sex again!” Toshia chuckled, “Uh oh!” “Yeah,” Don laughed. “I got into and out of those showers in record time. Then I dove into that super orgy for a solid hour. The first girl I hooked up with was a thin young woman, probably about nineteen. I've never had such an intense passionate session of anonymous sex in my life. I was nice about it, of course, but I fucked the hell out of that girl.” “I'll bet!” Toshia laughed. “Did she object?” Don shook his head, “Not at all. But after I'd had my fun, I cleaned up and headed upstairs for my next mission.” Task Five: “Congratulations, Don, you're now more than halfway finished with your tasks,” Pamela almost smiled. “For your next assignment, we want you to find a familiar face. To be clear, we mean you must find someone you clearly recognize, and can put a name to, but whom you haven't seen previously in Eros.” “So, if I recognize my second-grade teacher but can't remember her name, that doesn't count?” “Exactly,” she nodded. “Do they have to remember who they are?” Don asked, thinking of all the people who seemed to have little or no memory of their non-Erosian existence. In particular, he recalled the stunning Price is Right model he had been so happy to meet on the beach outside Rendezvous. “No,” Pamela said. “We will be able to verify their identities to corroborate you.” “That's handy.” “We are aware that this particular task is largely out of your control and could take a very long time to complete. We are also, frankly, impressed with your efforts so far. So, we have decided to grant you some of the power you are seeking a bit early.” She gestured to a ring that was now on the table in front of Don. Picking it up, he thought it had the weight and look of white gold. He slipped it onto his left middle finger. Nothing happened. “You have to press it twice in quick succession to call up the menu.” Don pressed the ring twice with his thumb as if he were double-clicking the ring. Suddenly, floating a bit above the midrange of his visual field was a horizontal blue bar. There was one item, in white letters, on that bar: “Travel.” “Concentrate on the desired menu item to activate it,” Pamela went on. Don wasn't sure what he was supposed to be doing, but he focused intently on “Travel,” until a drop-down menu opened with the following list: Abbey of Records; Crimson Mountain - Porch; Elven Court; Gladys's Office; Grotto of Ishtar; Heolfor House; India's Home; Manor; Rendezvous - Beach; Rendezvous - Riverboat Dock; Resort; Shagbottom; Sisterhood Castle; Untamed Village; Witches' Glen; and, Wizard's Home. “Nice!” Don breathed. “When you visit a new location for which there is an established landmark it will automatically be added to your list,” Pamela continued to explain. “Before you select anything, I should add that you can dismiss the display at any time.” Don tried willing the menu and bar away and they promptly vanished. He called it up again and dismissed it, just for practice. “When you select a travel destination, the menu will automatically close when you arrive. With the exception of these offices, you will not be able to use the ring to travel when anyone else can see you. Well, anyone who doesn't have a similar ring or one that is higher in rank, that is. Also, when traveling to a location, you will arrive at the closest safe position to the landmark where no one can see your arrival.” “This is incredibly useful!” Don grinned. “It is,” Pamela nodded. “Do you have any questions about your task?” “Find someone I can name from outside Eros,” Don smiled. “Then report back here.” “Exactly,” Pamela said. “You should be able to manage all your own travel from now on.” “So, I just call up the menu, focus on “Travel,” then focus on a destination…“ Then suddenly Don found himself standing outside the Abbey of Records. "Whoa! Seriously?” Toshia gaped. “Yeah,” Don chuckled. “It's pretty cool. When I'm in Eros I can bop around like crazy. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a lot of fun.” “Damn!” “Well, I am restricted to the places I've already found, like in a video game with unlockable fast-travel points, but it's still massively useful. I'm thinking about setting off on a general exploration trip when I go back, to collect as many landmarks as I can. Stephanie probably has a lot more than I do. I know Evelyn's list is different from mine. She's got the Dark Labyrinth and a bunch of places she found on her pilgrimage, but not the Wizard's Home or Shagbottom, for instance.” “That must have made your task much easier.” “Well,” Don paused. “I'm sure it cut out a lot of time going from one place to another, but it still took a lot of time to find someone I recognized. I started out just working down the list of places, skipping Gladys's office, the Grotto of Ishtar, and India's home. I was at the Abbey of Records anyway, so I went in and asked Charlotte if she could help me out at all. Naturally, I had to go through the whole routine, which took quite a while, and, in the end, she got a lot more out of me than I did from her. She wasn't aware of anyone that I might recognize, but then I had known it was going to be a long shot anyway. I crossed that off my list of places to try. "I skipped the Crimson Mountain, figuring it would just take too damn long to try to comb through that orgy, or go looking for other rooms in that place, and went right to the elven court, Heolfor House, et cetera. It was kind of fun revisiting places and talking to people again. The Wizard and Madeleine, the Player, the Lady and Robert all say 'hi,' by the way. And Daphne says I'm to bend you over and fuck you hard in the ass.” “Oh my!” Toshia laughed, actually feeling her cheeks reddening a bit. “After working all the way down the list, with no luck, I went back to the Crimson Mountain. I walked around the big orgy for a while, then started exploring some of the other areas in the King's Hall. There are a lot of rooms in that sucker, but most of them were empty. When I didn't find any familiar faces, I started all over again, but I focused on just what I thought were the more likely prospects: the Manor, Rendezvous, the Resort, Shagbottom, and Crimson Mountain. Each visit to each one of them took quite a bit of time, plus, every time I got to the Resort or the Manor, I followed the protocols Evelyn and I had agreed on, so that took time. Anyway, it was only after I'd visited each of them for the third time that I found someone I recognized.” Don had found Rendezvous the most frustrating place to search. The strange, non-Euclidean geography of the relatively crowded city made it difficult to have any kind of established search pattern, and the size of the place served to impress upon him how difficult and potentially open-ended his current task actually was. In principle, he could wander Eros for years without being lucky enough to come across someone he recognized from the 'real' world. Wandering the winding, confusing streets of Rendezvous and prowling through its many, many buildings made his task more than a little depressing. On the other hand, there was no shortage of playful diversions to be had in that odd city, and Don was always finding something new to explore. So it was that on his fourth attempt to find someone, anyone, he recognized in Rendezvous that he came upon a lovely park set among the buildings but with a nice view over the lower city to the beach and the sea beyond. Don thought that whoever had designed, or set up, Rendezvous had done a particularly good job of including this park and putting it here. It was a pleasant early afternoon, with the usual blue sky adorned with a few fluffy white clouds. Here and there were couples and small groups playing on the grass, on benches, or, in at least one case, in a hammock. There were even a few people, like Don, just enjoying a walk through the park. Off to the left, on a low hill, was a gazebo where there seemed to be a nice little orgy going on. Don thought it would be a good idea to go have a look at the participants. It was one of his rules to whenever possible check out any group of more than three. But then a leggy brunette stood up and came down the gazebo's steps and began walking across the grass toward a small fountain. Her body was simply gorgeous, with firm muscles in her limbs and belly, full breasts, and, as Don saw as she got closer to the fountain, a stunning ass. She had long dark hair with hints of lighter, sun-bleached strands. Her shoulders were broad and there was something exquisitely confident in the way she sauntered over the lawn. Don decided the orgy could wait and proceeded to the fountain. He watched the beauty bathing with her back to him, enjoying the way the water ran over her body. He got to the fountain and splashed some water on his face and proceeded to give his own body a good rinsing off. All the while his eyes kept returning to the woman. Then she tossed her hair to the side, and Don caught a glimpse of her lovely, long neck. There was something about the combination of her exquisitely sculpted shoulder, the line of the side of her neck, and her jawline, which Don could only barely discern, that struck a deep chord in Don's memory. This woman had the body of a sex symbol, and Don suddenly felt like he had seen this sex symbol before. Then she happened to turn in the water, and Don saw her face. Her eyes were closed, and she was smiling slightly, happily. It was her cheekbones that did it. Don was sure he knew who she was. When she opened her vaguely Asian eyes and smiled at him, Don's heart leapt in his chest and he was certain. Don swallowed, for the first time in a long time in Eros flustered. He finally managed to say, “Pardon me for staring, but you're so very beautiful.” She laughed, “That's alright. I was checking you out, too.” Don was suddenly conscious of the fact that he was buck naked standing there talking to a gloriously naked Jessica Biel while sporting a serious erection. It took a second before it penetrated his brain that she was perfectly fine with it and was moving closer to him. “No fucking way!” Toshia almost yelled. “I swear,” Don replied. “The actress?!” “The one and only, in the flesh,” he nodded. Toshia studied Don's face, looking for the slightest indication that he was putting her on. “I am not kidding,” Don assured her. “Well, goddamn, now I really am jealous. She's one of the reasons I knew I liked women!” Don laughed, “I can say she's definitely one of the reasons I like women, too.” “Come here often?” she smiled at him with that beautiful toothsome smile and those laughing eyes of hers. Don realized she was just a little shorter than him. “Well, this is my first time to this fountain,” Don smiled, slowly feeling like he was regaining control of himself. Then she reached out to wrap her hand around his cock and Don knew he had very little control of anything at that moment. She chuckled a little and said, “What do you think of it so far?” “Well, it's definitely my favorite fountain at the moment,” Don said as he reached out to run his hands over her hips. His brain was screaming, Jessica Biel's hips! Jessica Biel's naked hips! Don did his best to power through, and asked, “How about you? Is this a favorite of yours?” She was now standing up against him, her perfect breasts brushing against his chest, her hand slowly stroking his cock, while Don's hands had slipped around to squeeze and caress her ass. She said, “Oh, no, I just woke up here. What a wonderful place!” “I DEFINITELY agree,” Don grinned. “Did you enjoy the gazebo?” Her eyes widened as she grinned back at him, “Oh my god, I did!” Don tried to think of another question, but then she was kissing him, and all coherent thought flew away. His hands were squeezing her tight ass as her tongue pushed eagerly into his mouth and her grip tightened on his very hard prick, but all Don could do was focus on kissing the gorgeous woman in front of him. Somehow, they made their way over to the edge of the fountain basin, and then Don urged her down until she was sitting on the stonework and he was kneeling in the grass. Her hands held his face, making sure he didn't stop kissing her until he pulled away with a smile, and said, “I'm not going anywhere.” Then Don leaned in and kissed the side of her long neck, finally setting aside her celebrity status and simply making love to her as the gorgeous, talented, warm, and very sensual woman she was. After lingering all too briefly over her perfect breasts, Don was soon on his hands and knees kissing his way slowly along the insides of her firm thighs. As his tongue ran over her moist lips and teased the sensitive tip of her clit, she sighed and leaned back a bit, pushing herself forward for him. Soon she was groaning and trembling with her orgasm as Don licked and sucked at her clit and fucked three fingers slowly in and out of her pussy. Don smiled up at her as she caught her breath, but then, with a playful laugh, she lunged forward and pushed him backward, sending him sprawling on his back in the grass as she quickly straddled him. She grinned down at him as she held him down with her left hand on his chest and used the other to get hold of his cock. Don just lay back and enjoyed the view as she rubbed the fat head of his organ between her lips and then pushed it up inside her. “Uh, that's better,” she purred as she sank down on Don, who groaned a little as he felt her warm pussy enveloping him in its tight, wet embrace. She proceeded to grind against him, rubbing her clit against his body while working his cock in and out of herself. Don reached up to cup her tits in his hands, gently squeezing them and brushing his thumbs over her erect nipples. “Tighter,” she murmured, as she worked her pelvis down against him. Don squeezed her breasts harder and pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “Yes,” she nodded with closed eyes. She was rocking herself on Don intently, leaning back so that she was fully upright on top of him. The fingers of her right hand were now stroking her clit as she rode Don's cock. “Harder!” Don twisted her nipples and arched his back a bit, pushing up into her grasping pussy. “Fuck yes!” she said loudly, apparently oblivious to the fact that they were fucking there open in the middle of the park. Then she was coming again, shuddering and calling out, “Goddamn! Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Don just lay there, loving the way her pussy was squeezing and pulling at him, and lost in the spectacle of Jessica Biel climaxing on top of him. Then she was collapsing forward on him, kissing him passionately and deeply, while still rocking her pelvis against him. Don had automatically released her tits and was now squeezing her ass as she writhed against his body, fucking him enthusiastically. Don did his best to flex up into her in time with her motions, but she was definitely setting the pace, and soon she was coming yet again, biting down on his shoulder as her body clenched and spasmed on top of him. Don held onto her, caressing her back, as she slowly came down. She was kissing the side of his neck, and there was no way he was going to do anything to interrupt this moment. Then, abruptly, she pushed up and looked at him seriously, “You haven't come yet, have you?” “Uh, no, but…” She didn't give Don a chance to complete that thought, but quickly scrambled around until she was lying perpendicular to him so she could lean over him and suck his cock. With her hand wrapped tightly around the base, she moved her mouth up and down on his sex. Don felt her lips moving on him and her tongue massaging the length of his cock. He felt his sensitive head hitting the back of her throat. It was some of the most aggressive head he'd ever received, which, coupled with the circumstances of the entire situation, brought him to the brink in no time. He groaned loudly and shoved up into her mouth as his cock swelled in her fist and mouth and then erupted with a hot, jetting fountain of cum. Don lay there shuddering as his orgasm had its way with him and then as his new lover intently sucked the any remaining cum from him and swallowed it down. Don was grinning up at the sky, then there was a beautiful woman smiling down at him as she slipped her leg over his and caressed his chest. She said, “Damn, that was hot! By the way, my name is…” “Jessica, yes, I know,” Don smiled. Her eyes widened in alarm, “You recognize me?” “Yes, of course,” he nodded. “I'm Don, and I'm very happy to meet you!” “But… what the hell?” she looked at him intently with an expression of near panic. “This is real?” “Well, yes, I suppose so.” “What the hell?!” she repeated. “I thought this was all some crazy dream or something.” So, Don began explaining Eros to her as best he could. “My god,” she interrupted after a bit. “What have I done? I need to get back! My son…” “You have a son?” “Yes, of course, and a husband!” “Ah, I didn't know that,” Don frowned. He didn't bother to point out that she had still done nothing to move away from him. “I really thought you were single.” She rolled her eyes at him, “You must really be out of touch with the celebrity gossip.” “Well, yeah, that's probably true, but…” “I thought everyone knew I was married to Justin Timberlake.”A Task Leads to a weekend romp with Jessica Biel. “What the fuck?!” Toshia interrupted. “I would have heard about that!” “Yeah, I had pretty much the same reaction,” Don laughed. “But then I had a thought…” “Ah, Jessica, what year is it for you?” “What do you mean ‘for me'? It's 2019.” “Ah,” Don smiled. “It's just 2011 for me.” “What?!” she gaped at him. “That's crazy!” So, Don explained what he knew of time in Eros, ending with “It's crazy, I know, and I still have questions, but the good news is that while we're here time is moving very slowly in the ‘real' world. You can spend weeks here and then go back and no one will even notice that you've been gone.” “Seriously?” “It definitely seems to be the case,” Don nodded. “Does that help?” “I guess,” she admitted. “If I can get back and my son won't miss me, well, yeah, that helps.” “You'll go back automatically when you're satisfied, or bored,” Don smiled. “There's also a shortcut I can help you with, if you decide you're in a hurry.” “Hum,” she frowned thoughtfully. Don considered keeping his mouth shut, but couldn't help but ask, “And what about Justin?” “Oh, fuck him! I'm mad at him anyway,” she scowled. She explained that he had gotten too friendly with a pretty co-star, and apparently got caught by the paparazzi. “I know I'll forgive him. I love him, really, but it's just so goddamn frustrating… not to mention embarrassing. You probably think I'm crazy, but, honestly, that's the thing that's most annoying. We've both spent so much time in the spotlight, you'd think he'd know better. Asshole!” Don frowned in what he hoped was a sympathetic way. He was having a hard time imagining anyone out there in the ‘real' world stepping out, even a little, on Jessica Biel, but he was also painfully conscious of the fact that that very woman was now lying there naked in the grass with him after some truly intense sex. He didn't want to do or say anything to screw this up, including prompting her to defend her husband's honor, even a little. So, he kept his mouth shut. Ultimately, after a few long quiet moments, she seemed to reach a conclusion. Looking down at Don, she smiled and said, “I can go back whenever I want, you said, and no one will miss me if I stay a while?” “That's what I understand, and I can help you with getting back,” Don nodded. “And, what happens in Eros stays in Eros?” she grinned. Don noticed that her hand had found his reawakened cock again. “Certainly,” he grinned back. “In fact, there's no such thing as STDs or pregnancy here.” “That's good. Holy…! I completely forgot about those things!” “Yeah, apparently that's a side effect.” “Damn,” she laughed. “Well, then, Don, want to show a girl around some?” “And that's how I got to spend three days in Eros with Jessica Biel,” Don concluded, rather smugly, Toshia thought. “That's crazy!” Toshia laughed. “You lucky, lucky bastard! You're going to have to give me all the details next time we talk!” “Okay,” he smiled. “Oh, and apparently we need to keep an eye out for a series called The Sinner. Jess is particularly proud of that one.” “Oh, it's 'Jess' now, is it?” she grinned. “Okay, go on with your story. You've got two tasks left and it's almost time to meet Sarah.” “Okay, this won't take too long to finish up,” Don smiled. Chapter 11. Lords of Eros “You've reached the final stages of your trials, Don, and it's time we gave you some additional information,” Pamela said seriously. “You have not simply been being evaluated on whether or not you accomplished your tasks, but also on how you have accomplished them, how you have conducted yourself. The rings grant substantial power in Eros. Those who have them exercise quite a bit of authority in making this world into what they desire, and thereby shape the experience of everyone else in Eros. We watchers, as you call us, try as much as possible to refrain from interfering directly, and have followed this policy for some time. However, we do not want Eros to become a static environment. “It should instead be something that grows and changes with the interests and decisions of those to whom it matters most. That is, you and the others who have gone to such lengths to gain these rings. We concluded that we should bequeath dominion of this world to you and the others. We have, in effect, made the owners of the rings lords of Eros. This is a grave responsibility, and we cannot give such power to anyone who will not take it seriously.” Don frowned thoughtfully and said, “That makes sense.” “Throughout your time in Eros, with the possible exception of the unpleasantness with those ruffians by the river, you have exhibited patience and kindness in your dealings with others. When the Wizard asked you for help, you responded creatively and cheerfully.” “Well, he didn't really give us much choice,” Don smiled. “That's not true,” Pamela shook her head. “You could have resisted, or at the very least helped him grudgingly. Even when you fought your way through the Sisterhood to rescue Toshia, you went out of your way to disrupt their little culture as little as possible. You and Toshia consistently treated the people you met with respect. Your care and concern for your travelling companions was evident throughout your time in Eros. “When you were in Shagbottom, rather than simply ask for where to find Lady Primrose and then leave, you made friends. When you were sent into the untamed lands, you spent the time to learn about the tribes' ways and customs, and then adapted your approach accordingly. Over the course of a year in the Resort, when you were prevented from interacting with the guests in a directly sexual way, you consistently helped people find ways to enjoy themselves. For instance, there was this…” Suddenly there was, hovering over the table between them an extremely well-rendered holographic display of a scene at the Resort. Don and a young woman were sitting on a bench outside the Temple of Venus and Aphrodite. The woman was in her early twenties at the most and Don had found her outside the temple crying. She had just spent several hours in the orgy room, and then suddenly felt that she was doing something very wrong. This was the first time Don had encountered anything like this in Eros. He had only talked to her and then sat with her until she felt better. “She felt guilty about enjoying so much sex; so much,” Don explained. “She couldn't remember it, but I'm sure she was raised in a very repressive family, probably a religious fundamentalist one. I guess most of those folks who end up here just roll with it, but she had internalized the whole insane set of rules and thought of her healthy sexuality as depravity. She was too honest, too good a person, to just dive in and live with the hypocrisy.” “Did you say any of that to her?” Pamela asked. “No, that wouldn't have been helpful,” Don shook his head. “She just needed someone to listen and not tell her what to do for five minutes.” “You spent more than an hour and a half with her.” Don shrugged. “Then there was Ms. Biel,” Pamela smiled. “When she realized Eros wasn't just a dream and that she had been cheating on her husband, you talked her through it, helping her come to a happy understanding of her situation.” “Oh, yeah, Saint Don,” he laughed. “I was hoping to have a lot more sex with her.” “Of course, but there are many ways of going about meeting that end, and you chose a thoughtful and caring approach,” Pamela said. “I'm going over all of this to emphasize the kind of character we see in you Don and to stress that it is because of that character, more than the fact that you want the ring or have accomplished these tasks, that we are allowing you to continue onto the final two steps. You are worthy of the responsibility.” Don sat silently for a moment before saying, “Thank you.” Then, suddenly concerned, he asked, “Is Evelyn worthy? I don't mean that I think she might not be!” Pamela smiled again and said, “That is between her and us. Though I can tell you that she has already been given her sixth task.” Grinning, Don said, “Oh, excellent! But do you often decide someone will not continue?” “Often? No, but it does happen.” Don thought about Stephanie and Nicole and wondered if they would pass onto the next stage, or if they had already. Task Six. “For your next task, we require that you contribute something to Eros. This is to be a lasting feature of this world. You might think of this as a graduate project. For example, The Jungle Room was India's project in response to this task, and the Dark Labyrinth was built using the capability we'll be giving you.” “Okay, but…” Pamela anticipated his question, “Your ring has been upgraded so that you now have 'Builder' permissions.” Don looked at his ring, which now looked like a simple gold band. Pamela went on, “You'll see the 'Builder' option next to travel, but this is simply a mode you'll enter. How to actually build things and the limits of your ability are things we leave to you to discover. Do not be surprised, though, if people without rings seem to ignore you while you are in builder mode. They will know you're there and stay out of your way, but they will not be interested in what you're doing. When you dismiss that menu bar, you will exit the mode.” Don frowned and said, “I guess I'll work it out, then.” “That's the idea,” Pamela smiled. “Do you have any questions?” “Yes, actually. Can two of us collaborate?” “As long as there are two clearly distinct contributions to Eros at the end of things, yes.” “And we can do whatever we like and put it anywhere?” Pamela shook her head a bit, “No, you'll find that you can't build anywhere that someone else has also used, and we will be evaluating the value of your contribution. However, in regard to that last bit, we will be rather open-minded, and we have no reason to think you will do something we find unacceptable, particularly if you are working with Evelyn.” Don smiled broadly and said, “Thanks. I think I'm ready.” “Good luck, Don, and have fun.” He laughed, “Always!” Then he teleported himself to the Resort. “Wait, wait,” Toshia stopped him. “How is that supposed to work?” “I'm getting to that,” Don laughed. “Hold on… let me respond to this text real quick… okay, where was I?” More accurately, Don teleported himself to the Riverboat dock outside the Resort, and from there walked to the pool area, where he would look for Evelyn. It was late afternoon, and the poolside was populated by the usual cross section of naked or almost naked Resort guests, many of whom were enjoying some level of sexy play. It would be easy for Don to get distracted, but he really had hopes of reuniting with Evelyn on this visit. Sure enough, there she was! She emerged from the water with her dark hair flowing down over her strong shoulders and slowly moved toward the edge of the pool, more of her naked body coming into view with each step. Don was at about her four o'clock, so she didn't see him, but he was able to enjoy the sight of the water running over her skin as she waded into the shallower part of the pool. Her perfect breasts came into the air and Don realized he would soon be able to kiss those as well as all of her other delicious parts. Don was torn between shouting her name and breaking into a run to her and holding back to see what she might get up to without knowing he was watching her. When her perfect ass came into view, with the water streaming over it, Don decided that he had enough of watching her from any distance, and picked up his pace, but refrained from yelling and running. As he neared the corner of the pool, he watched her shake her hair out a bit. She was making her way over to a spot near a lounger where it looked like a blonde woman was enjoying the attention of two men. As Don rounded the corner, he saw that Evelyn was watching the threesome with her hands on her hips. He couldn't help but admire her ass as he drew closer. As he came up behind her, Don heard her saying, “That's it, Raj, lick that clitty. Save some of that tongue action for me, though.” “Maybe I can help you with some of that tongue action,” Don offered. Evelyn turned a bit and looked over her shoulder with a smile, which broke into a wide grin as she recognized Don. In another second they were in each other's arms, kissing passionately. Having her warm, though damp, body in his arms lifted Don into a nearly delirious state of delight. Kissing her again had his heart racing and head spinning. Then Evelyn was turning and drawing him with her onto the lounger next to the one being used by the threesome she had been coaching. Their kiss continued as she pulled him down on top of her. She parted her legs for him and then he was inside her, as if this were what their bodies automatically did, and it certainly felt as if that was what they should do. Don kept kissing her deeply, with all the passion of his pounding heart, as her hands squeezed his ass and pulled him into her, wordlessly demanding that he fuck her. Don's hands had slipped under Evelyn's body to hold her shoulders, holding her in place so he could drive into her. Her legs were wrapped around his, helping her work her body against him. He could feel her breasts pressed hard against his chest as her pussy squeezed and pulled on his cock. Their bodies, drawn taut by their lust as well as their time adventuring in Eros, strained together, needing each other. Only when she began to come, did Evelyn break their kiss, her head falling back as she began to shudder beneath him. Then she was burying her face in Don's neck as her body clenched around him. Shaking and groaning, she clutched at him, her nails digging into his back and her legs holding him deep inside her. Don shoved himself into her as hard as he could and then felt his body erupting inside her. He ground himself into her wildly, instinctively, as his cock swelled and filled her pussy with his hot cum. Don only gradually became aware that he was still rocking slowly in and out of Evelyn and that she was kissing his neck. When he drew back a bit to smile down at her, she grabbed his head in her hands and said, “Let's never do that again!” “Damn, I thought it was pretty good,” he smirked. “Ass!” she scowled and then pulled him down to kiss her again. When she let him up again, she said, “You're mine, remember? No more wandering off!” “Agreed,” he nodded seriously. “And I love you too.” “You better!” she smiled. “This must be Don, I take it,” said the blonde from the next lounger. Don turned to see that the young woman, who had a very nice hourglass shape and full breasts, was now lying with her head on the belly of a muscular young black man with a large, thick cock, which the blonde was idly stroking. The cock was still leaking a bit of cum, though most of that seemed to have been deposited on the woman's cheek and forehead. An older gentleman, who Don presumed must be Raj, had the blonde's upper leg raised so he could push his cock into her from behind. Evelyn laughed and said, “Whatever gave you that idea?” “Pleased to meet you,” Don smiled. “No, you keep fucking me,” Evelyn said, pulling Don into her with her legs. “Yes, Princess, this is Don. Don, this is Princess Lavinia, and that fellow with the big cock is Pete, and that's Raj.” Don was happy to keep moving slowly in and out of Evelyn's sweet embrace, but had to ask, “‛Princess'?” “Yes, she's a princess,” Evelyn smiled. “So, show proper respect when you're fucking her later.” “Oh, well, of course,” Don laughed. “But…” “No, no, I want more of your cock before we start sharing stories,” Evelyn ruled. “Well, if that's the way it has to be,” Don smirked as he shoved up into her harder for emphasis. “Yes, that is exactly the way it has to be!” Evelyn grinned and pulled his head down so she could kiss him again. After Evelyn had three more orgasms, and after they had taken a break in the pool, Evelyn suggested it was time for Don to get to know Lavinia a bit better so she could have some fun with “the boys,” Pete and Raj. Don demonstrated that Raj wasn't the only one who knew who to go down on a princess, and then fucked Lavinia from behind, her generous ass up in the air as she leaned over the side of the lounger so both she and Don could watch Evelyn with the boys. As they first started watching, Evelyn was getting spit-roasted, Pete fucking her from behind with his long, thick cock and Raj kneeling in front of her so she could deep throat him. Then, though, Evelyn had Raj get down on the lounger so she could ride his cock and Pete could fuck her ass. Raj did his best to shove up into Evelyn in time with the rough fucking Pete was giving her, but the event was dominated by the big black cock reaming petite Evelyn's tight ass. After Lavinia came, her fingers rubbing her clit furiously while Don fucked her, Don moved over to offer Evelyn his slippery cock to suck. Soon Evelyn was coming in wave after wave of muscle clenching pleasure and three cocks were pumping cum into her. Only after she had come down and all the men gently disengaged, did Evelyn tell her story … well, part of it. She was lying back against Don with his arms wrapped around her. Pete and Raj had gone back to the lounger with Lavinia. The sun was setting, and twilight was spreading rapidly. “After I got back from my pilgrimage… I'll tell you about that later, lover,” she patted Don's arm and smiled up at him. “I was sent to the Kingdom of Argent with instructions to help the ruler with his problem. It turns out that someone had abducted Princess Lavinia and he needed a champion to get her back.” “Oh, nice!” Don grinned. “So, they gave me a suit of armor, a sword, and a horse, and sent me off to what they call the Bandit Lands, where I needed to rescue Lavinia from the bandit chief, Rolando. I met some resistance along the way, but, as soon as I said I was looking for Rolando, anyone I met just pointed out the way and left me alone. Sure, I made a couple of stops along the way… A girl has needs, you know.” Don chuckled, kissed the top of her head, and said, “I do, indeed.” “But it didn't take long to get to Castle Badass. No, I'm serious, that's what they called it!” Lavinia raised her head from Raj's lap and said, in a noticeably changed tone, “'Tis true!” “So, I get to Castle Badass about noon, and say I'm there to see Rolando, and they let me in to this big old courtyard. It reminded me of the arena in Gladiator, but not so big, of course, but it was all sand. I got off my horse and tied him up to a post near the gate I'd come through and walked into the center of the courtyard. Then, on this balcony in front of me, out comes this tall guy with long black hair, and says, 'Welcome, fair lady.'” Evelyn's voice dropped in pitch and adopted a somewhat Spanish accent when quoting the man. She resumed her normal voice as she continued with, “I was a bit surprised by so polite a greeting, but I said I was there to retrieve the princess. He just laughed, and then I saw that there were a lot of other men, and some women, watching me from other balconies and windows around the courtyard. They were all laughing too. "Rolando - the tall guy turned out to be Rolando - said, 'This princess?' and he pulled Lavinia here out to stand next to him. She was wearing a collar and Rolando was holding the leash tied to it. I said, 'Well, if she's Princess Lavinia, then yes.' He said, 'She's been a lot of fun for us. What kind of fun will you give us in exchange?' "I thought about offering sex. Rolando was good looking, and I was horny, but I guessed it was unlikely that they were going to give up Lavinia for just one fuck session. Maybe I could offer sex with all of them, but there were a LOT of them…” “There were!” Lavinia chimed in, “and not all of them are as polite as Rolando, believe me!” “You loved it and you know it,” Evelyn chided the princess with a laugh. “Anyway, I also thought it would be a waste of that nice suit of armor. It really was nice! It was surprisingly light and easy to move in. Not much protection for the crotch, to be honest, but that made it easy to fuck in. Yes, of course, I tested that. You would have too!” “Certainly,” Don laughed. “So, anyway, I said something like, 'If you give her up, I won't kick all your asses.'” “Really?” chuckled Don. “'Tis true!” Lavinia chimed in again. “She was so brave!” “Aww, thanks, babe,” Evelyn said. “Rolando said, 'All our asses? That sounds exhausting, and unlikely. How about, you defeat my best fighters and I'll give you the princess?' I agreed, and then had to fight seven of his fighters. I had the sword, but, honestly, I was better with the staff and didn't really feel like killing anyone, so I just fought them with the staff. It went pretty quick, really. Like you said, lover, when you just decide that you can do whatever you need to here, it works out really well. A couple of them were a bit challenging, especially this one woman - who was really hot, by the way - but I won.” “She was amazing!” Lavinia grinned, Raj's hard, slippery cock in one hand and Pete's monster in the other. “Everyone, well, everyone minus seven, applauded and cheered and Rolando invited me in to congratulate me and give me Lavinia. I was pretty happy to let Rolando congratulate me several times, if you know what I mean.” “He made me watch,” Lavinia pouted. Evelyn laughed, “You mean he made you just watch. Anyway, he kept his word and gave Lavinia a horse and sent us on our way. On the road back to Argent, Lavinia insisted on showing her gratitude. She was very grateful!” “I still am!” Lavinia smiled. “They were always at me, never giving me any rest, and so rude! Well, not Rolando, but still, I was exhausted. You're my hero!” “Aww, you're sweet. So, when we got back to the king, he agreed to let me take Lavinia with me for a few days.” “Damn,” Don smiled. “That's quite the adventure!” “I thought so, too,” Evelyn chuckled. “We need to get her back, but in the morning. What should we do tonight?” “We could try the Jungle Room,” Don suggested. It continued to be his favorite club at the Resort. “Okay, but at least one of us needs another bath, first,” Evelyn said as she struggled to get up off the lounger. Things were busier in the Jungle Room than they had been in a while, or at least on any of Don's more recent visits. Even India was there, dancing for a couple of guys who had pulled up an additional stool for the show. She smiled and waved to Don, but they were obliged to wait until she had finished dancing, which included swallowing a load of cum from each of the men, before she sauntered over to greet them properly. After receiving a hug and a lingering kiss, Don introduced the rest of the group, ending with Evelyn. “Oh, you are the beautiful Evelyn,” India smiled. “Don has told me about you. He is very much in love with you.” “Oh, is that what he told you?” Evelyn winked at Don. “No, but a woman can tell when a man is in love when he talks about the object of his affection.” Then India looked down at their hands, and said, “I see you have gold rings now. Congratulations. We should do something to celebrate. Would you enjoy a jungle orgy?” In another moment, they were told to wait there, while India went back to the dance area to give some instructions to the women and men she had working there. While she was gone, Evelyn pulled Don close to whisper, “Damn, you're right, lover! She's sexy as hell!” “I know, right?” Don grinned. “I wouldn't mind rocking her world,” Evelyn breathed. “I think you'll probably get your chance,” he chuckled. Soon, they all heard India's voice speaking in their ears, as if she were leaning in close and speaking quietly to each of them. She said, “Ladies and gentlemen, it is orgy night here in the jungle. Grab a partner or two and come to the big orgy bed in the middle of the jungle! If you don't want to play with us, find somewhere else to play, but for tonight everyone must be having sex to stay in the jungle.” “That's a very neat trick!” Evelyn said. “Maybe we'll be able to do that,” Don suggested. Then they were all following India's swaying backside as she led them toward the center of the Jungle Room, which had once again been extensively rearranged. The big orgy bed India had mentioned was at least as large as the big bed in the Manor's big bed room, and was raised off the floor of the jungle by three broad stone steps. Torches illuminated the clearing and gave the tableau a primitive ritualistic feeling. India crawled up onto the bed and out to its center, where she turned and beckoned Don, Evelyn, and their friends to join her. She greeted Evelyn with a deep, passionate kiss, but reached out to take hold of Don's cock. When India turned to kiss Don, Evelyn moved down to kiss the left side of India's neck and then to kiss and suck at her dark nipple. Evelyn's fingers slipped up between India's firm thighs and began stroking her moist lips. India sighed happily when Evelyn began to fuck her fingers slowly in and out of her. Without letting go of Don's extremely hard cock, India let him and Evelyn lower her onto her back on the bed. Don moved around so he was next to Evelyn over India's right side, kissing, b

Sequel to the ‘Lost In Eros' Trilogy By BradentonLarry – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Preface This is a direct sequel to the Lost in Eros series. Ideally, you should have enjoyed that trilogy before this sequel. The ‘Lost In Eros' series is as long as The Hobbit and The Fellowship of the Ring combined! So, it seems fair to offer a bit of a recap here… (If the original series is fresh in your mind, you might want to just move a head a minute, to the beginning of the actual chapter, which does include a very brief bit of reminder.) This sequel is also split into audio episodes (or, parts;) that are each about 30 minutes, for podcasting format. The actual literary chapters vary greatly in length, but you'll be notified when a new chapter starts, during an episode.In Book 1, “The Manor,” two friends, Don and Toshia wake up in a strange bed quite removed from their normal circumstances. Their relationship, though quite close, was purely platonic, and yet here they found themselves in bed together and naked. Throughout the ‘Lost in Eros' trilogy, Toshia struggles to find a way back to Sarah, her lover. In Book 2, “The Forest,” Don, Toshia, and their three companions encounter a centaur, the Witches of the Glen, an attack by some ruffians,  & a nymph; before Toshia is then captured by the Sisterhood of Amazons. Toshia escapes into the forest again, where she meets and befriends the Beast, a lonely and very horny minotaur. Don and the others are caught by the Wizard. Once freed, Don leads his companions on a mission to rescue Toshia from the Sisterhood, fighting them in an epic kung fu battle that leads to him defeating their leader. In Book 3, “The Return,” Don, Toshia, and their companions return to their quest to find the Sage of the Tower. Using a flying carpet provided by the Wizard, until it crashes them in a pool in the middle of an odd place called The Resort, which they are then required to stay at and experience the attractions, such as the Clockwork Club, the Jungle Room, and Ladies Night. Once they are allowed to proceed up to the tower, Don, Toshia, and Nicole relate their stories to scribes the Sage, who is actually able to give them some useful information. Among other things, they find out that they can get back to the “real world” by going downriver to a place called the Grotto of Ishtar, that there seem to be rings some people have that allow them to go back and forth between that world and Eros at will, and that one person, a Stephanie Ayers, has been at work trying to find out more about these rings for some time. Intent on returning home, Toshia leads Don and Nicole back to the Resort and to a riverboat landing, where the party basically splits up into those heading downriver to the Grotto (Don, Toshia, and Shelonda) and those staying behind at the Resort (Nicole and the others). After one last night together in the Jungle Room (where Don hoped to encounter the sexy and mysterious India, who he thought had one of those special rings), Don, Toshia, and Shelonda head off on the riverboat, to the Grotto of Ishtar. In the Grotto, Don reveals that he has decided to stay in Eros to try to secure one of those rings. Toshia finishes the ritual alone and wakes up next to her girlfriend Sarah without any noticeable amount of time having passed at all. That very day, Toshia gets a phone call from Don, apparently returned from Eros. Chapter 1. Reunion As Toshia pulled into the parking lot she was a bit surprised to notice how nervous she was. It had been a week since her adventures in Eros—a week since she'd fallen asleep next to Sarah, awakened next to her dear (and decidedly platonic) friend Don, in a strange world of witches and wizards, not to mention centaurs, satyrs, and at least one minotaur. What followed were weeks of weird and sometimes frightening adventures, as well as more sex than most people had in their entire lives. Early on, she and Don became lovers, but this was hardly the limit of things! Amidst her adventures, Toshia had sex with countless men and women, often at the same time, as well as the aforementioned satyrs and minotaur, only to eventually find a way to wake up once again next to her beloved Sarah, the very same night she had fallen asleep in the first place. Toshia might have passed it off as a bizarre, extraordinarily vivid dream except for the fact that her body bore the unmistakable evidence of her time in Eros. She was tanner and in better shape than when she'd gone to bed, and there were a few bruises that could only be explained by the vigorous sex she'd indulged in aboard the Maidenhead, the ship captained by the enigmatic Captain Sage. Strangely, Sarah hardly noticed any changes in her, but Toshia could hardly ignore the effects of her experiences in Eros, not just on her body but in her attitude. While the XYZ no longer coursed through her veins, making her body a perpetually revved up sex machine, she was still alive to the joys and possibilities of carnality all around her in a way that was quite different from her earlier life, though she had always thought she had a sex-positive attitude. In the last week, Toshia's sex life with Sarah had certainly been rekindled, but she had also noticed that she was keenly aware of the sexuality of the people around her, at work, in the park, at the grocery store, and so on. While there was no danger of her losing control and succumbing to temptation, she could hardly deny that she now had sex on her mind as never before. Finally, the last nail in the it-was-all-a-dream coffin was the fact that Don had called her, about six hours after she had awakened and quickly corroborated her experience in a rather one-sided conversation. They had agreed to meet the following weekend, Don traveling to spend the weekend—ostensibly just to catch up with his friend. That “ostensibly” was the rub. Toshia still hadn't told Sarah anything. Hell, she had no idea how to begin. “Hey, babe, so while you were sleeping, I was somehow taken to another world and had all kinds of adventures. Oh, and I had lots and lots of sex with other people, including Don.” Toshia couldn't see any way to either convince Sarah she wasn't crazy, but even if she did that, how would she manage to make Sarah believe all that sex was something Sarah should accept? It was a mess, no question. Toshia hoped Don would have some ideas about this. One thing Toshia was sure of, though, was that there would be no shenanigans until Sarah knew the truth. This commitment was put to the test a bit when Toshia saw Don there, outside the Thai restaurant they'd agreed on as a rendezvous. He grinned so happily as he saw her, his arms felt so good around her, and his breath felt so warm on her neck… and then they were kissing, deeply, passionately. For Toshia it just felt natural. This was the nature of their relationship now. Still she managed to push him away a bit, smiling and blushing a little. “I haven't told Sarah yet,” she admitted. He looked into her eyes, still grinning, “Oh, yeah, no, that's alright. It's just been so long; I've missed you so much!” “Well, a week isn't that long,” she laughed. “A week for you, maybe,” chuckled Don. “I was in Eros for years before I called you last week.” “Years?!” “Yeah, there was a lot to get done,” he smiled. Toshia noticed the dark metal ring he wore on his left middle finger. “You got one, eh?” Don nodded, “I did indeed.” “What did you have to do?” Don blew a little raspberry, “Quite a bit, really. I'll tell you all about it, but let's actually get some lunch; I'm starving!” “Now that's the Don I remember,” she laughed as he opened the door. Strangely awkward idle conversation filled the space around being seated and ordering—"How's Sarah?“ “Good.” “Work going alright?” “Yes. How's your semester so far?"—until they were able to get down to serious business. "Okay,” Toshia leaned forward over the table. “Tell me everything!” Don laughed and said, “Well, where to begin…?” “At the Grotto of Ishtar, obviously.” “Okay, but I'm going to have to be brief if you want the whole story before we meet Sarah for dinner.” “She works until six, so we have some time,” Toshia said seriously, but with a smile. “Get on with it, Professor.” “Okay, okay,” he chuckled as he spread his hands out on the table. “Well, Shelonda and I swam back up to the longboat, which took us back to Sage's ship, which took us back to Rendezvous.” “I think you're already leaving too much out.” Don smiled, then looked around to reassure himself that the restaurant wasn't busy and that they were indeed sitting in the back corner, well away from the other customers, and then continued. “As before, but without your assistance, Shelonda had to make herself available for the crew. She didn't seem to mind.” “I'll bet,” Toshia grinned, “and what were you up to?” “Well, Sage watched me play with Megan and Jasmine again that afternoon, but she could tell my heart wasn't in it.” “Aw,” Toshia smirked, “but other parts of you were up to the challenge, I'll bet.” “Well, yeah, but I was definitely less enthusiastic after saying goodbye to you. Sage picked up on this, and, honestly, we spent most of that trip talking.” “In Eros? Crazy!” “I know, right?” Don leaned on the railing in front of him and observed the scene on the deck below. Someone had gathered sheets and pillows to make a fairly comfortable, and rather large, sex nest for Shelonda and her many playmates. As the sun set, and the crew finished their daytime duties, they cleaned up and joined Shelonda for what was rapidly becoming an epic gangbang. The red-golden light played over her dark skin as she knelt there surrounded by hard cocks, taking one after the other into her eager mouth, and then as she moved onto her hands and knees to receive cocks from both ends. It was hard for Don to make out details, particularly as the sunlight faded to be replaced by torchlight, but he could hear the unmistakable sounds of Shelonda's rising pleasure. “You travel in enthusiastic company,” Sage observed as she came up next to Don. “So do you, Captain,” Don smiled. “It's a wonder you keep them all in line.” “Well, Megan and Jasmine are happy to help out with that, and most of them don't mind playing with each other. Some even prefer it.” Don noticed that the good captain had dropped any piratic pretenses, at least for the time being. He decided to ask about what had been bothering him for more than two days, “What about you, though?” “What about me?” she asked with an arched eyebrow. “Well, for starters,” Don paused thoughtfully, “do you ever lend a hand, so to speak?” Sage snorted a bit, “That would make it very hard to maintain discipline, wouldn't it?” Don nodded, “Perhaps, but you've never… not even as a special occasion?” “No,” she said firmly. While he considered his next line of inquiry, Don thought back to everything he'd heard and surmised about Eros, including the situation he and Toshia had encountered in the castle of the Sisterhood. “You seem unique, captain,” Don finally said. “I haven't met anyone else in Eros who doesn't seem very much interested in sex.” Sage laughed, “You mean who isn't consumed by their urge to fuck.” Smiling at her, Don nodded, “Exactly.” There was a long pause. Below them, Shelonda was sandwiched between a burly sailor lying underneath her, who had himself deep inside her pussy, and a tall, black man who was fucking in and out of her ass. There were two or three men in front of her, apparently enjoying both the show and whatever she was doing to them with her talented mouth. Everyone seemed to be having a very good time. “I like you, Don,” Sage said at last. “Go ahead and ask your questions.” Don smiled, “I like you too, Sage.” Then, after a considering his options, he asked, “Do you like sex? I mean, some people don't.” She laughed, “Yes, I do like sex.” “But you never…?” “Well, yes, when I first got here, for like the first two days, I was just like everyone else. But then it occurred to me that I had completely lost control of myself. I like being the captain, Don. I'm not judging you, or anyone else, but I decide when and where to have sex, and with whom. If the answer is everywhere all the time and with everyone, I'm letting my urges use me as a means to their satisfaction. I wouldn't be a moral agent, hardly even a person, then. I'd rather be the captain.” “You're a philosopher,” Don grinned. “That was a long time ago,” shrugged Sage. “You've been here a long time, but ever since those first couple of days…?” She chuckled, “Well, now and then I fall off the wagon. Megan, Jasmine, and Sven don't seem to mind.” “I'll bet they don't!” Don said with sincere admiration. “Were you like this before you got here, Don?” “Horny?” “Ha! No. I mean, so upfront about things.” “Yeah, pretty much,” he shrugged. “It's a nice trait. Don't lose it.” “Thanks, ‘don't plan to,” Don laughed. He took a moment to admire her profile as she idly watched Shelonda getting picked up and then laid on her back with her legs splayed and ready for the next of her playmates. He found himself liking her nose almost as much as the curve of her breasts. He swallowed and asked, “So, um, feel like ‘falling off the wagon'?” She smirked and gave him a sidelong glance, “Nice try, my friend, nice try.” “So the two of you never…?” Toshia asked as she sipped her tea. “Well, never is a long time,” Don chuckled. “Let me tell the story. I promise not to leave anyone important out.” “Just the scores of nameless women you pleasured along the way,” she said wryly. “I'm sure the vast majority of them had names.” “'Stands to reason,” nodded Toshia. “Go on.” “Well, Shelonda and I disembarked at Rendezvous, and made our way back to the riverboat landing.” “Was the city easier to navigate this time?” “Yes, it was. I think it helped that I knew where we were going.” “Were you able to get back in the mood?” “Yeah,” Don admitted. “The non-stop orgy going on all around helped, along with the XYZ, naturally, but there wasn't a day or night that went by when I didn't think of you. Sure, sometimes it was in the middle of sex when I'd wish you were there to sit on my face…” he smiled across the table. “But you were always on my mind.” She smiled warmly, “At least once a day.” “And once a night,” Don grinned. “Shelonda missed you too. She threw herself into the sex even more vigorously than before, but I could tell she was preoccupied when she wasn't, well, otherwise occupied. I asked her about it, and she said, 'I don't think I ever had a sister, except Toshia.'” “Damn, Don!” Toshia breathed, wiping a tear out of her eye. “Get back to the story.” “Well, that's actually relevant. We went back up the river to the Resort. I wanted to see if India was around… Remember, she's the one I thought had one of these rings. She does, but she wasn't there. Anyway, I wanted to look for her and talk to the Sage again. But while we stopped at the Resort, I lost Shelonda.” “What?!” Somehow it felt like much more than almost two weeks since they had left the Resort. As Don and Shelonda made their way past the various clubs and bungalows, he thought it seemed smaller and a bit less over-the-top. Certainly, Rendezvous had been bigger, but Don suspected it was a strange familiarity that rendered the Resort more prosaic. He felt most comfortable here. First, there was a lack of sinister mystery that had haunted their time in the Manor, and Rendezvous had very much felt like something to be passed through, both times. Plus, there was a nice variety here that he enjoyed, even if that variety was rather hokey, bordering on the ludicrous. He noticed that a few of the people lounging and frolicking about had bits of clothing on here and there, which reminded him of the garments Shelonda and he had discarded way back in that odd tavern outside Rendezvous and on the Maidenhead, respectively. This thinking reminded Don of all the travels and adventures he, Toshia, Shelonda, and the others had enjoyed, though that wasn't quite the word for all of it. With all this in mind, Don reached out and took Shelonda's hand. She smiled back at him. “Thank you for all your help, Shelonda, and for your support and company. You've been a very good sport.” She laughed, “It's mostly been a lot of fun, really. I promised to help you and Toshia find your way home, and I'm glad I was able to do that, even if you decided not to go back.” “Yes, mission accomplished!” Don grinned. “You did a fantastic job!” “All the sex was fun too,” Shelonda winked. “Uh,” Don pulled her close and gave her a kiss. “It definitely was! We should get back to that soon.” “Good idea!” They might have stopped there and gone at it without a second thought, but they had already come to the Jungle Room, so they hurried inside. Again, Don was struck by the fact that the place was clearly larger on the inside. To this was added the fact that things had been rearranged rather radically in the last couple of weeks. The large wooden structure that had been the main feature—with its dancefloor and stories of open-air sex platforms, and a bathtub—was gone. Instead, more centrally located, there was a large wooden dance floor on the ground level of the “jungle.” A vast, colorful canopy was spread over the dancefloor, which featured poles for dancing and big cushioned chairs for another kind of dancing. The whole assembly made up a kind of pavilion as the focal point for those coming into the Jungle Room. The pool had been moved back, so that it was behind the pavilion, and it now boasted a fountain shooting water high into the air, in addition to the waterfall, the source of which seemed to be bubbling up from a pile of rocks off to the side. The blankets, clearing, lounges and fire pits had been redistributed about the jungle floor, and Don was pretty sure the trees and treehouses had been relocated as well. “It's different,” Shelonda said with a frown, as if to confirm Don's thinking. Then she shrugged and headed in, moving toward the dance pavilion. Don followed close behind, reminding himself that he needed to pay attention to more than her swaying backside. There were fewer people in the jungle than there had been before. There was a single woman dancing lazily around one of the poles, and another straddling the lap of the only man in that area. As he got closer, Don saw that the lap dancer was none other than Jaden, who flashed him a quick smile and wink before going back to her intent grinding in time to the music that filled the space below the canopy. Don smiled as he remembered the lithe, rather enthusiastic redhead. Coming out on the other side of the dance pavilion, Don wasn't exactly surprised that the volume of the music diminished considerably. Shelonda pulled up, and turned to Don with a smile, “Who was it we're looking for?” “India, but you didn't meet her before, did you?” “I don't think so, no.” “Beautiful woman with long black hair, and dark skin… not quite as dark as yours, though,” Don smiled. “I'll go look around for her. You should just relax and have fun, and I'll catch up to you in a bit. Oh, but if you see someone who might be India, try to keep track of her.” “Will do,” Shelonda grinned, then added with a saucy little smirk, “Don't take too long.” Don watched for a moment as she sauntered off toward the pool. He thought a refreshing dip in the water would be quite nice, followed by a long session of fucking Shelonda… but he really was dead set on finding India if she were there. With a quiet little groan, Don turned to the left and started his search. Working clockwise around the Jungle Room, Don checked each thatch-roofed hut and treehouse. He found the big orgy bed/platform half-hidden among some brush, as well as a set of four hot tubs near one another, set up, he surmised, so that people could watch each other and easily switch tubs if they wanted. There was a single couple enjoying one of the hot tubs, and a pair of women apparently napping after enjoying themselves in one of the tree houses, but no sign of India. Don made his way back to the pavilion and had an opportunity to get a better look at the new (for him) dancer. She was a leggy blonde with the kind of body a Playboy centerfold would envy. Her long hair was tied up, showing off her long, graceful neck. She had large, firm breasts held in check by a skimpy bikini top, which was a rather unusual bit of clothing for Eros. Her sexy hips were wrapped in a silky sarong, and Don got a glimpse of a matching bikini bottom covered her sex—again, very odd for Eros. She smiled at Don and nodded toward the chair in front of her pole, which was criminally empty. Don would have happily taken that spot, but at that very moment, Jaden got off her admirer's lap and shouted, “Hey there, Don! Welcome back!” As the lucky guy got up and started to head toward the pool to clean up and cool off, Jaden crossed the dance floor and threw herself into Don's arms. Don reveled in the feeling of Jaden's tits pressed against his chest as her mouth met his with a passionate kiss. He held her body tightly against him as their lips and tongues got reacquainted, and then moved his hands down to squeeze her tight ass firmly. When they finally came up for air, Jaden smiled over to the other dancer and said, “I'm going to take a quick break, Robin. Think you can get along without me?” Robin gave a haughty laugh and said, “I'll find a way to manage.” Don noticed that four or five guys had just come into the Jungle Room and were heading Robin's way, but then he was yanked to attention by Jaden tugging on his hand. “Let's go gang up on that cute friend of yours,” Jaden suggested. “I like the way you think!” Don laughed. Before they got to the poolside, though, Don thought to ask, “Is India around?” “I don't think so. I haven't seen her since she was here redecorating the other day.” Don wanted to ask about this redecorating, but he was suddenly distracted by the sight of Shelonda, who was quite busy at the moment. Beneath her was a strapping young black man who had his hands full with Shelonda's luscious tits, and presumably his cock up inside her pussy. Behind her, with hands alternately gripping her waist and caressing her tight butt, was a rather fit middle-aged guy who seemed to be fucking her ass. All of this was taking place on a wide chaise lounge that must have been stronger than it looked. Shelonda saw Don and gave him a big, very happy smile, but then went right back to encouraging her playmates, who Don suspected needed very little further encouragement. “'Guess we're too late,” Jaden laughed. Then she pulled Don with her into the pool. Laughing along with Jaden's exuberance, Don ducked under the water, enjoying the refreshing splash and noticing that the XYZ, along with everything else, already had his cock rigidly hard. Jaden noticed this as well when her hand wrapped around his thick shaft and pulled him to her for another deep and lingering kiss. Don hugged Jaden's slender body to him with his left arm, as his right hand delved between her legs. Jaden pulled and twisted his cock insistently as his fingers stroked her lips, parting them and then pushing up between them. Jaden threw her free arm around Don's neck and pushed up out of the water to wrap her legs around his waist. He pulled his arm out from between them, using it instead to help support Jaden as she positioned his cock just right and then sank down upon it. Don groaned as he felt her hot sex enveloping him, pulling down on his cock until his head hit her cervix. They kept kissing, their tongues moving eagerly against each other, as Jaden rocked her hips in the water, grinding her clit against the base of Don's shaft and squeezing and stroking the rest of his organ with her exquisitely talented muscles. When she finally began to move up and down on him, Don's hands slid down her wet back to hold her ass tightly. Feeling her legs flex around him, Don helped to raise and lower Jaden on him as the water splashed around and between them. Out of the corner of his eye, Don could see the backsides of the men plowing into Shelonda, and beyond that, up at the dance pavilion, it looked like the new guests of the Jungle Room were gathered around Robin, who seemed to be on her knees. Shuddering, Don closed his eyes and focused on the sensations of this wild, passionate woman in his arms—her mouth on his, her arms around his neck, her tits against his chest, her thighs squeezing his hips, her hot pussy squeezing and pulling on his straining manhood. For herself, Jaden was using Don's body to stimulate herself to a fever pitch. Her earlier lap dance and the aphrodisiac qualities of the XYZ water combined with the passionate sex to bring her quickly over the edge. She cried out as the first wave hit her. Don held onto her body, shoving up into her as she clutched at him wildly. Jaden was biting his lip as he felt himself exploding up into her, a boiling hot geyser of condensed lust pumping into her. “Fuck!” Don breathed at last. Jaden kissed him, and chuckled, “That's how we welcome people back to the Jungle Room.” “Wow! It's a very good way!” Don laughed. “I'm glad you like it,” Jaden grinned as she rocked herself against him, still impaled on his persistently hard cock. Don noticed that the slender young man who Jaden had danced for earlier was now reclining at the edge of the pool, and Shelonda's threesome was taking a bit of a break. “Why don't we move this over to the hot tubs?” Don suggested with a squeeze of Jaden's ass. “Good idea!” she kissed him again, and slowly eased herself up off his cock. Then she turned around and easily loud enough to be heard by everyone in the area, “Let's all go to the hot tubs!” Soon Don, Shelonda, Jaden, the other three guys, and a petite woman of apparently Indian or Pakistani extraction with full breasts and a cute short hair style who Don had not noticed but who had been watching all the assorted sex in the pool, were playing in one of the hot tubs. Shelonda was sucking on the cock of the young man Jaden had entertained earlier, while Jaden was sitting back on the lap of the black guy with his cock up her ass and the middle-aged guy was fingering her pussy and sucking on her beautiful tits. Meanwhile, Don had the new girl, whose name he never did learn, sit up on the edge of the hot tub so he could go down on her moist pussy and sensitive clit. She was holding his head to her, gasping and shuddering with her second orgasm, and Don was about to rise up and slide into her ready embrace when he heard a familiar voice cry out, “Professor!” “And Shelonda's here too!” said a second voice. With a parting kiss to the woman's sex, Don looked around to see Amy and Nicole standing over the hot tub, both of them naked and every bit as beautiful as Don remembered. “Hi there,” Don smiled. “Come on in and join the party.” In what seemed like only seconds, Nicole had gotten Don's newest friend into a 69, and Amy was sitting in the tub with Don standing in front of her, his cock filling her talented mouth. This was the beginning of a long orgy that lasted for at least an hour. Ultimately, though, Don was left in the tub surrounded by his four lovely friends. Jaden was idly stroking his cock in the water, and Shelonda was sandwiched between Amy and Nicole, who were having a hard time keeping their hands and mouths off Shelonda's body. It was then that Nicole started to press Don for details about the quest to the Grotto of Ishtar and the return trip. Of course, since they were soaking in a hot vat of XYZ the story was interrupted by mischief several times. Don and Shelonda finally finished telling the tale and they all went to look for something to eat, but then returned to the Jungle Room where they took over one of the tree houses for a long, intense little orgy where the plan seemed to be to see how many orgasms they could give Shelonda, who was ultimately reduced to a quivering, giggling state before passing out. Don held her in his arms and the others, including Jaden, snuggled in around them. Just before surrendering to sleep, Don kissed Shelonda's shoulder and thought it was very nice to be reunited with most of the original sextet, particularly here in the Resort. “When I woke up, Shelonda was just gone,” Don frowned. “We looked around everywhere but there was no sign of her, and no one could remember her getting up in the night. It seems that she just fell asleep in Eros and woke up back here, wherever she was originally from.” “Damn,” Toshia breathed. “Yeah, it was hard to take, I admit. I knew what was going on when you left, but this was a real punch in the gut. It hit Nicole and I hardest; the others seemed more inclined to just roll with things.” “It doesn't sound like she was bored, though,” Toshia frowned. Don shook his head, “No, definitely not. My theory has been that she felt fulfilled. Accomplishing our 'mission,' and returning to her friends, and maybe all the sex that day, all combined to maybe mean that she didn't need Eros anymore. She was ready to come back, so she did.” Toshia reached across the table and took Don's hand, then said, “It must have been very hard.” “Yeah, it was,” Don smiled wanly. “However, for me it was quite a while ago. Ah, here's our food.” Don Meets Stephanie Ayers at the Disco. Chapter 2. The Lead “Hum, I've missed having food this good!” Don sighed. “I didn't miss it at the time, really, but now it feels like I've been starving for it.” Toshia laughed, “I thought the same thing, and I was in Eros for a much shorter time.” “It reminds me of that Star Trek: The Next Generation episode where Picard lives a whole life…” Don stopped when he saw the look he was getting. “Right; not the story you want me to tell.Toshia's smirk just made him want to lean across the table and kiss her, but Don shrugged and said, “Well, after we stopped looking for Shelonda, I thought it would be a good idea to check in at the Abbey of Records to see if Charlotte, you know, the Sage, could possibly give me any more information about those rings.” “She didn't seem to know much, when we were there.” “No, but I thought it was worth a try, particularly since India was nowhere to be found. Nicole came along, and we went through the whole sexy bathing and debriefing thing again. Unfortunately, though, as you guessed, Charlotte couldn't say more about the rings themselves, but she was helpful. She told us that that woman, Stephanie Ayers, had recently reported back in too. Apparently, she had discovered a lead.” “This was the woman who had been looking for a way to get a ring for a long time, right?” “Right,” Don nodded. “Anyway, Charlotte said that Stephanie had been there just two days earlier. Luckily, Charlotte told her that I might be looking for her, and Stephanie said she'd spend a few days hanging out at the Resort, and that she'd try checking in with the Sheriff's office at noon and sundown.” Toshia was impressed, “That's a very lucky break! Did you catch up with her?” As they came down together from the Abbey, Nicole had been quiet and Don had been in a hurry, but as they came back into the Resort, Nicole apparently decided to speak up, saying, “So, if you have one of these rings you can come and go from Eros whenever you want?” “That's what I understand,” Don nodded, still leading the way. “I mean, we don't have the particulars, but that's the idea.” “That seems like a pretty damn cool thing to have.” Don looked over his shoulder with a smile, “Thinking about joining me on my little quest?” With a laugh and a shrug, she said, “Sure, why not?” “It could take a lot of time, and we might have to go a long way,” offered Don. “Something tells me we'll still have a lot of fun, Professor.” Don had to admit that did seem highly likely. Then they had come to the sheriff's office. Opening the door, they were a bit surprised, oddly enough, to see the sheriff sitting on the edge of her desk, with cute little Mike on her knees in front of her, face buried in the pretty sheriff's pussy. As before, the sheriff was wearing cowboy boots, a light denim vest, a shiny six-pointed star badge, and a pleated skirt that was bunched up so her assistant, or deputy, could lick her properly. The sheriff was wearing her long, strawberry blonde hair in twin braid pigtails, and her vest had fallen open to expose her firm breasts and hard pink nipples. Don and Nicole paused there in the doorway, but only for a second, before they moved toward the two women, Nicole moving to the right and Don to the left. In another moment they had each lowered their mouth to one of the sheriff's nipples, sucking and flicking their tongues over her sensitive nubs. The sheriff groaned and shuddered with approval, so they kept at it until, only a minute or two after their arrival, the sheriff came with a whimpering shaking and gasping that Don found adorable. Obviously, it would have been rude to jump right in and ask the sheriff if she'd seen Stephanie Ayers. So, instead, he smiled at her and continued to caress her lean body. But then, Mike started more mischief, by moving over to the pussy on her right, that is Nicole's. Like Don, Nicole had given up on clothing days ago and so was unprotected from Mike's eager fingers and mouth, not that Nicole wanted any protection in that regard, and was, very soon, leaning back against the sheriff's desk as Mike eagerly lapped at her pussy and clit. The sheriff responded to this turn of events by grasping Don's hard cock, which had been pressed up against her firm thigh, and pulling him over in front of her. Don smiled and looked into her blue eyes as she guided his very ready cock to the mouth of her sex. He pushed forward, his head and thick shaft opening her up, and enjoyed the expression of unadulterated pleasure on her freckled face. To get more penetration, Don lifted her long right leg up, laid it across the corner of the desk, and then proceeded to fuck in and out of her, keeping her from scooting back from him by wrapping his right arm around her slender body. Next to them, Nicole had pushed Mike back only to get down on the floor with her in a tight little 69. The sheriff had her hands on Don's ass, pulling him into her insistently, and he was shoving up into her violently, grinding up on her clit with each thrust forward. Don held onto her with his left hand and used his right to lift her left leg up onto his shoulder, proceeding to fuck her harder and faster. The sheriff leaned back on the desk and looked up at him with eyes glazed over with feral lust and quickly approaching orgasm. She reached down between them with her slender fingers and began to play with her clit, and then she was crying out and whimpering as her climax tore through her lithe body. Don kept plunging into her as her pussy clenched and pulled on his cock. He loved watching her ponytails flailing about and her taut abs trembling as she rode the waves of ecstasy. “That was great!” she finally murmured. “Don, wasn't it?” “Ah, yes, exactly.” “Did you want to see me about something urgent or do you have time to come for me?” Taken a bit aback, Don laughed and said, “Oh, I definitely have time for that!” “Good!” she nodded decisively. She pushed Don back and he reluctantly drew himself out of her. She promptly turned around and bent over her desk, spreading her long, muscular legs, presenting her backside for Don. The girls on the floor next to him were moaning and doing their best to distract him, but Don had no trouble focusing on the sight in front of him. He ran his hands up the sides of those beautiful thighs, under the skirt, which had fallen back into place a bit, and over her tight ass. The sheriff looked over shoulder, and said, “Fuck me, Don.” With her freckles and ponytails, she was about the cutest young woman to ever say that to him, and he wasted no time in obliging her. Flipping the skirt up out of the way, Don pushed his cock down and back into her waiting pussy, shoving all the way in with one slow but intent motion. As the girls on the floor were bringing themselves to mutual, very loud, orgasms, Don held onto the sheriff's waist and pulled her back on his cock as he shoved into her again and again, feeling his balls slapping against her fingertips as she went back to playing with her clit. It didn't take much of this before Don felt his cock swelling inside the sheriff and his balls tightening. Then he was shoving hard inside her and groaning as his body clenched with all its might and spewed a hot flood of cum into her pussy and womb. He shuddered and shook, pumping what felt like an unending stream. He could feel the cum leaking out of her and running over his balls. When he finally began to regain his senses and equilibrium, warm hands pulled him away from the sheriff, resulting in an almost funnily long rope of cum between her messy pussy and the tip of his slick cock. Then Mike was there, eagerly sucking his cock into her mouth, as Nicole dove in to lick at the sheriff, burying her cute little face in the mess Don had left behind. “Hum” Toshia smiled, “but aren't you getting a bit sidetracked?” “Okay, okay,” Don laughed, glancing quickly at his watch. “Well, eventually, the sheriff said Stephanie had been in earlier and said she would be at Club 69 that evening and would be wearing a red dress, ‘at least to start.'” After spending at least an hour with the sheriff and Mike, Don and Nicole went for a dip in the pool, followed by a nap on a chaise lounge. Don was awakened by the pleasant sensation of Amy's mouth on his cock. She had snuck up on Don and Nicole as they slept but couldn't resist the sight of Don's casual erection. They were soon joined by pretty Liu and Toshia's friend Jimmy, from the Temple of Venus and Aphrodite, and the whole party spent the rest of the afternoon in a lazy poolside orgy. Eventually, after another dip in the pool to refresh themselves, they all set off in what Liu promised was the way to Club 69. Along the way they passed a few more interesting clubs, such as The Dungeon and the Drag Inn, as well as a street stand that offered the usual display of fruit and water. It was growing dark by the time they got to the last three clubs on that particular street. On their right was a brightly lit, mostly open-air affair called Mardi Raw, which was already busy with revelers enjoying the obviously New Orleans and Rio themed decor and music. Don was surprised how many people were wearing clothes, and even masks. Then he noticed a nearby shop they had just passed, the Wardrobery. Don thought that was probably where Stephanie got the red dress she was supposed to be wearing. He had half a mind to go in and see what kind of an assortment they had but decided that could wait. To the left of Mardi Raw, and taking up the end of the street, was a darker club called simply The Grotto, and then, opposite Mardi Raw, was their destination, Club 69. Don really hadn't expected to see so much neon in Eros. The building before them was white and seemed to be about fifty feet tall, though Don suspected it might be quite a bit taller on the inside. Over the four sets of high, black double glass doors that took up most of the street front, was a huge bright neon sign clearly identifying this as their destination. The “Club” was in blue, and the “69” was in searing red. There was a decidedly 1970s feel to it. Don started toward the doors, but Liu stopped him, saying, “Oh, people usually dress up a bit for the 69.” “Ironic,” Nicole said under breath. Since he wanted to check out the Wardrobery anyway, Don had no trouble smiling and saying, “Lead the way.” It turned out to be a self-service clothing warehouse four floors high. The menswear was on the top floor, and Don and Jimmy were quickly able to find some fairly nice clubbing clothes that fit them. Don laughed as he saw the collection of actual disco shoes, platforms and all, that were available in one corner. Rather than risking his neck, he chose a more sensible set of shoes, though they did have three-inch-high heels that seemed rather precarious at first. When they gathered on the street out front, Don wasn't surprised that the three women were stunning in their sexy, slinky dresses. Both Nicole and Amy had selected silk dresses that hung from their necks by thin straps and came to an end just below their butts, Nicole's in white and Amy's in yellow. Liu was wearing a much longer red dress that had a very long slit up each side and a black cord cinching it in around her narrow waist. Each of the women had also selected very sexy high-heeled shoes that were bound to their ankles and calves by thin straps. Once again, Don was so glad he was in Eros where he could be very confident that he would soon be having sex with at least one of these gorgeous women. “Okay, we're looking for a thin woman with brown hair that comes down to her shoulders,” Don reminded everyone. “And she's got big tits for her size,” Nicole added. “Yeah, I guess she's about as tall as Nicole here,” Don nodded, trying to remember if the Charlotte the Sage had said anything else. “And she should be wearing a red dress.” “And her name is Stephanie,” Nicole finished. “Oh yeah, that might help,” Don laughed. They entered the club and, quite expectedly, they were hit with a wall of sound they had not heard at all on the street. The heavy four-four beat of standard disco music filled the space, throbbing insistently through the air. Don was sure they were hearing a version of Donna Summer's “I Feel Love.” The vast majority of what looked like the ground floor was taken up by a flashing colored dance floor straight out of Saturday Night Fever. There were moving spotlights, strobe lights, and even a couple of mirror balls hanging from the ceiling. There were a lot more people dancing than Don had expected. Around three sides of the dance floor, excepting the area directly in front of the front doors, were semi-circular booths with padded seating for when a break from the dancing was needed. There were scantily clad wait staff moving about in this area carrying trays of fruit and glasses of water. Don noticed that the atmosphere, literally and figuratively speaking, was less intense than in the disco in the Manor. Things here were a bit less heady, not quite so loud, and certainly quite a bit brighter. As the party naturally headed for the dancefloor, Don caught Nicole's wrist, pulled her to him, and said, “Don't leave here without me, okay?” She smiled and nodded, then gave him a wink before swaying off toward the center of the dance floor. Perhaps because they weren't dancing in a fog of XYZ, and perhaps a bit because they were generally wearing more clothes, the dancers here were engaged in a lot less sex than their counterparts in the disco in the Manor. Now and then couples, and sometimes groups would leave the dancefloor and head for one of the booths off to the side, or disappear up one of the winding stairways Don now saw in the back corners, flanking a broad stage, which was currently unused and which itself surrounded a high DJ station. The crowd was the usual Erosian assortment of surprisingly healthy people ranging from apparent late teens to unusually vigorous senior citizens, though there were comparatively fewer of the latter. Almost everyone was wearing clothes, but there were a few happy nudists be-bopping away, and it was clear that some folks were in the process of slowly stripping off the clothes with which they'd started. People weren't really disco dancing, as such, at least not as far as Don remembered the style from his youth. Smiling at all the sexy bumping and grinding going on around him, he didn't think anyone would appreciate being corrected on that particular score. “By the way,” Don paused. “I'm not really sure, but I swear I saw Adam Levine across the room.” “What?!” Toshia laughed. “The actor? From Maroon 5?” “I know,” he shrugged, “it's crazy, but I'm pretty sure that was him, wearing a white John Travolta suit and a black satin shirt.” “Dancing?” “Well, not so much as standing there, getting a blowjob.” “Crazy!” Toshia shook her head. Don did his best to scour the room for a woman in a red dress who might be Stephanie Ayers, but he had to admit that the chaotic lighting and the distracting bodies in motion made things a bit difficult. Half a dozen times Don found himself thinking he would love to dance with one or two of the lovely women moving so provocatively all around him. He had nearly crossed the entire floor, and was considering heading up stairs, both to see what was up there and to continue his search, when he felt a tapping on his shoulder. He turned to see a slender woman with thick, dark tousled hair framing her face. She had striking mascara and eyeshadow on as well as dark red lipstick, which amounted to more makeup than Don had seen in a long time. A sheer red dress with a wildly uneven hem hung from around her neck and clung to her generous bosom but left exposed her thin but muscular arms and shoulders, as well as one whole leg and the calf of the other, all nicely toned and tan. Don noticed that she also had a lovely long neck. She smiled a bit crookedly, and asked, “Looking for someone?” “Are you Stephanie?” he grinned. “That's what they call me,” she nodded as she stepped up and slipped her arms around his neck. “You Don?” “That's me,” he nodded, noticing that his hands automatically moved to her waist as they started swaying together in time with the music. He could feel that her body was extremely thin and fit, even for an Erosian. “I have to admit, you're younger than I expected.” “What were you expecting?” she arched her eyebrow at him in a way that reminded him of Toshia, though the way the right side of her mouth turned up higher than the left was all her own. “I don't know,” he shrugged, “but older, more experienced.” She laughed, “Oh, believe me, I'm experienced! But yeah, I was just 20 when I woke up here, so I suppose I still look about that. Counting Eros years, though, I'm more like 40.” “Well, you look amazing for your age,” Don laughed. “Ha! Thanks,” she smiled. “You're not so bad yourself.” The music shifted to a slow dance, and Stephanie moved in closer, resting her head on Don's chest. Don adjusted his embrace to hold her tighter. He had to admit she felt very good in his arms. “Is that a banana in your pocket, Don, or are you just happy to meet me?” she smiled up at him. “Definitely the latter,” he laughed, suddenly reminded of how odd the mores were here. He felt his cock rising against the unusual restraint of his slacks. Don decided to actually focus on the supposed business at hand, and said, “Charlotte said you had a lead on where or how to get those rings.” “I do,” she said. “We have to find a place, and it's not close.” “No?” Don asked, but before Stephanie could respond, Nicole and Amy appeared. “Oh, there you are, Professor!” Nicole exclaimed. “Is this her?” “Yes,” Don nodded, still holding onto Stephanie, but she pulled away to look at his two companions. Don made introductions, “Stephanie, this is Nicole, and this is Amy, and ladies, this is Stephanie.” “Oh, they're hot, Don!” Stephanie said with a hand grasping his upper arm in a way he didn't mind in the least. “Where did you find them?” “In the Manor.” “I haven't been there in ages,” she mused. “Maybe I'll go back for a visit if this doesn't pan out.” “Speaking of ‘this'…” Don prompted. “Oh, yeah, well, let's find a seat and have a chat, shall we?” She took Don's hand and led him and his lovely companions off to the nearest booth. Stephanie sat between Don and Nicole. Amy seemed to think this was going to be a sex break, so she sat next to Don and promptly started to unbutton and unzip his pants. It didn't even occur to him to stop her. “Oh, so she's not after a ring, eh?” Stephanie grinned. “What about you, cutie?” “Yeah, I'd like to be able to come back here, if I ever wind up leaving,” Nicole smiled. “I love it here.” “There's a lot to like, isn't there? Well, that's a nice banana, Don! Did someone call you professor?” “Yeah, I did that,” Nicole admitted. She was casually caressing Stephanie's thigh, having been smart enough to sit on the shorter-skirted side of the young, well, not so young, woman. “He's a history professor back in the real world.” “Well, the other real world, at any rate,” Stephanie smiled, as she returned the favor by running her hand up along Nicole's dark thigh. She was also idly moving her fingers over Don's hand and forearm. “This is just as real as where we're from.” Don was more than a little distracted by Amy's expert cock sucking, which had him at peak hardness already, but he managed to ask, “Do you have any idea how we go about getting a ring?” “Well, I actually managed to talk to a guy who had one. Now, that's distracting!” “Sorry,” Nicole grinned. She had slipped a hand up under Stephanie's dress. In turn, Stephanie had parted her legs a bit further for her. “No, don't stop,” Stephanie smiled. “Let's see how well I can resist, or how well you can distract me. Six of one, half dozen of the other. Where was I?” “Ah, you talked to a guy,” Don managed. He found himself holding the back of Amy's head as she deepthroated him intently. “Yes, and he said he wasn't supposed to talk about it, but I can be very persuasive,” Stephanie winked. “He said where I would have to go and said that I would have to 'undergo trials.'” “What kind of trials?” Nicole wanted to know. She had an impish grin on her face and had shifted around in the booth so that she was facing Stephanie more directly and could use her hand more effectively. “Oh, that's nice,” purred Stephanie. “Uh, he couldn't say. Apparently, he thought they were different for each person.” “Where do we have to go, though?” Don managed when Amy released his cock to strip off her little dress and toss it to the side. “Oh, those are very nice!” Stephanie said as Amy's tits hove into view. “Thanks!” Amy grinned. “Hey, why are you all still dressed?” “That's a very good question,” Stephanie nodded. Just then, Liu and Jimmy came up. Liu exclaimed, “Oh, there you are! Is this her?” “Yes, I'm her,” Stephanie said as she stood up to wriggle out of her dress. Don gaped at her athletic back, lingering on her tight ass, but then managed to croak out, “Stephanie, this is Liu and Jimmy, friends we made here at the Resort.” “In the Temple, at the orgy,” Liu explained while she also quickly slipped out of her clothes. Jimmy caught on quickly and was already half naked. Nicole, who hadn't missed the chance to get naked, was already pulling Stephanie back onto the seat next to her. Stephanie leaned back against Don and spread her legs for Nicole, who nestled between them, her hand going right back to Stephanie's moist sex. The two girls made out for a moment like that, and Don slipped his hand around Stephanie to cup one of her full breasts, teasing her nipple a bit. All the while, Amy kept sucking at Don's cock. Soon, Liu was laying back at the end of the booth as Jimmy expertly went down on her. Similarly, Nicole had kissed her way down Stephanie's body and was intently licking and sucking at her clit while her fingers pumped in and out of her very wet sex. Don was squeezing Stephanie's tit tightly, and her hands were, respectively, holding Nicole's head in place and clasping Don's hand. Don felt his pulse thundering in his temples as Amy inevitably brought him over the precipice into a shuddering volcanic orgasm that she directed to splash all over her pretty face. She laughed and then moved forward to rub her tits all over his twitching cock, getting cum all over herself. Don smiled down at Amy who grinned back at him, but then looked around to see if there were any other hard-ons in need of her attention. Don would have taken the opportunity to get undressed, but his arm was pinned to the back of the booth by Stephanie who was at that moment arching her back, pushing herself against Nicole's tongue. Don held onto Stephanie, now squeezing both of her tits in his hands, as she shook and cried out in orgasmic delight. While Nicole and Don caressed Stephanie, letting her bask in her afterglow a bit, a couple of men left the dancefloor in favor of the little orgy that was going on in this booth. One of the newcomers was happy to obey Amy's summons, standing in front of her and undoing his slacks, while the other moved over to caress Nicole's ass and legs as she lay on her belly between Stephanie's legs. It wasn't long before the first was getting an enthusiastic blowjob and the second was fucking Nicole from behind. “You travel in good company, Professor Don,” Stephanie smiled up at him. “Yes, I do!” Don laughed. “Want to join up?” “At least for a while,” she nodded as she sat up and turned to face him. “Why are you still wearing clothes?” Stephanie helped Don rid himself of what he was wearing as quickly as possible, before pushing him back on the bench and straddling his lap, holding his still hard cock up and then sinking down on it. Groaning with the exquisite pleasure of feeling his cock being enveloped by Stephanie's hot, wet pussy, Don ran his hands over her taut body, his eyes taking in every inch of her as she began to ride up and down on him. She held onto to the back of the booth as she ground herself against him and leaned in so that he could get his mouth on her tits. It was quite some time later when they had all managed to make their way up to one of the smaller, more private rooms upstairs, with the vague notion of finding a place to collapse after their orgy, that Don remembered that they had been in the middle of conversation when all the sex broke out. He kissed Stephanie, who was reclining in his arms again, but this time it was Jimmy going down on her. Don said, “So, you were saying, this guy told you where you needed to go…” “Oh, yeah,” she smiled and then said something. “Ah, what was that again?” Don asked, quite sure that she couldn't have said what he thought she had said. “We have to go to the Hall of the Court of the Crimson Mountain King,” she murmured with a combination of husky rising passion and exhaustion. Don could not resist laughing, so he did, long and hard. Chapter 3. The Valley “I don't get it,” Toshia frowned. “Well, you know Grieg's 'In the Hall of the Mountain King,' right?” “Of course.” “Well, there's this classic progressive rock album, by King Crimson, called In the Court of the Crimson King. Somebody apparently thought it was clever to put the two things together. At the time I thought it was hysterical.” She cocked her eyebrow at him and smirked, “I guess you had to be there.” “It gets better,” Don couldn't resist chuckling a bit. “You know 'Kublai Khan,' by

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Some answers at last, and more questions. Lost In Eros – book 1, Part 17 of 20, By BradentonLarry. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. As a matter of fact, they did take things a bit easier that evening. After a long time spent cleaning up and dallying about in the baths, Tascha, Don, Shelonda and Nicole, who was now interested at least in finding out more about their situation, went back to looking for noteworthy rooms. They picked up where they had left off the day before, which happened to be where they were anyway, on the second floor. They located the wardrobe again, and found quite a few bedrooms with assorted mischief taking place.  [[MORE]] After a few hours, they took a break by making use of a bedroom to have an impromptu foursome, in which Don managed to make each of the women come. Then, several hours later, when they knew they were about done for the evening, they joined in on a nice little orgy that was going on in a large bedroom. Finally, they found a free bedroom and fell asleep, in what Don personally thought one of the best ways; that is with him in a pile of naked women. The next day, after a quick trip to the garden for bathing and breakfast, they started on the third floor. This proved not much more useful than the first and second floors, until, after two play breaks, they came upon a large pair of double doors at the end of a corridor. Pushing one of the doors open, they realized they had found the library. The shelves of books seemed to defy gravity both in the way the shelves soared up to the high ceiling, and in the fact that they were not on the ground floor, which seemed to Don to be the sensible place for what must be a very heavy collection of books. Off to the left as they came in, was a remarkably unremarkable circulation desk. Behind it, of course, was an incredibly hot woman with her thick, long dark hair tied up in a conservative bun, and a nice set of full tits peeking out of the collared, white dress shirt (which had two more buttons undone than Don had ever seen on areal librarian), and long, beautiful legs glimpsed beneath the hem of, and through the modest (by Manor standards) slit on the side of, the black skirt that clung to her curves and fell to just below her knee. Of course, she was also wearing black frame glasses, high heels and dark pink lipstick. Don and the others took a moment to wander around a bit. They noticed that there were several floors to the library, connected to this one by circular metal staircases. Here on the main floor there were a number of little reading lounge areas, complete with comfortable chairs and couches. These areas and the many secluded corners and aisles between the stacks were conducive to erotic encounters, and, this being the Manor, there were a number of parties enjoying themselves in just this way. Surprisingly enough, there were also a few people who were actually there to read. “Can we stay here for a while?” Nicole asked with her mischievous smile, as she eyed a man's cock as he sat on the floor with his head on the seat of a couch as a woman, facing toward the back of the couch, knelt over his face. “Um, sure,” Don said, suddenly feeling like he and Tascha were the chaperones on a field trip. “Have fun.” Both Nicole and Shelonda went to go enjoy themselves, while Tascha and Don considered the books available on the shelves. Tascha pointed out, “There seems to be a very good assortment.” “Yeah,” Don said, his eyes running over the titles, “and they're not junk. This would be a good college library, or even a small university's. Huh, I wonder, ” Don went over to the circulation desk and said, “Hello, I take it that you're the librarian.” The woman arched a dark eyebrow at him and pursed her lips before saying, “Yes, I'm the Librarian. May I help you?” “Just ‘the Librarian', not the ‘head librarian'?” Don asked playfully. “No,” the Librarian said a bit impatiently. “That's the head librarian over there.” Don followed the direction of her nod and saw a woman on her knees in front of a gentleman in a chair giving him an enthusiastic, but quiet, blowjob. “Of course she is,” Don couldn't help saying. Turning back to the Librarian, he asked, “Could you tell me if you have any floor plans of the Manor on file?” “Oh, good idea!” Tascha said. “Shush,” the Librarian insisted. “No, I'm afraid we do not, sir.” “How about any books at all about the Manor?” Don tried. “Not as such, sir,” the Librarian said seriously. “However, you may want to talk to the Scholar.” “I'm sure we do want to,” Don smiled. “Would you kindly direct us to him?” “Certainly,” she smiled. “Please follow me.” Don and Tascha shared a glance and a shrug and then followed the Librarian. They passed Nicole and Shelonda, who were now riding the man's cock and sitting on the back of the couch getting eaten by the woman, respectively, and then climbed a winding set of stairs up two levels. Then, through an area dominated by large work tables which were currently unused, except for the pair of men who were using one as a stable platform to lean against, they were brought to a door with a hand-lettered sign on it that read “SCHOLAR'S ROOM; Keep out!” The Librarian rapped twice on the door and proceeded to open it. A thin man who was apparently a bit older than Don, with reddish brown hair, looked up from the heavy book he was reading, and said, “Yes? What is it?” “This gentleman was looking for books about the Manor,” the Librarian said. “I suggested he might want to talk with you.” “Oh, really? Well, good. Thank you, Audrey,” the man said. “You're welcome, Robert,” the Librarian nodded with a smile and then turned to leave. “Oh, could you send Leah up when she has a few minutes?” Robert asked. “Of course,” the Librarian, or Audrey, said as she left. “You two are on a first name basis, eh?” Don observed. “Oh, yes, well, I knew her when she was still the head librarian,” Robert said, scratching his head absently. “She's a beautiful creature, isn't she? I was in love with her for a long time; maybe still am a little. It's no good falling in love here, though, not with them.” “Why not?” Tascha said. “You must be quite new,” Robert decided. “They're not complete. They have no memories before waking up here, unlike me and, I take it, the two of you. They also have all their material needs taken care of, and only one consistent desire, and there's plenty of that to be had. So, without anything to structure their lives, they don't really develop personalities. What makes you special here, young woman; particularly to this fellow who obviously adores you; is your memories and your complete personality. Audrey, the Librarian, as lovely, and amazing in bed, as she is; and she really is amazing in bed!; she's not quite a whole person. Sure, she's got a personality, a perfectly charming one, but it's rather,  Well, superficial, though I'm not sure that's the best word. One gets infatuated perhaps, but it fades when one realizes they've fallen for what is basically a child in a smoking hot body. Does that all make sense?” “Um, yes,” Tascha nodded, “I think so.” “So, I take it you're not new here?” Don asked. “No,” Robert laughed. “Oh, sorry! Please have a seat. I don't get many visitors.” Don and Tascha sat down in the offered chairs. This gave them a chance to appreciate the stacks of papers and books cluttering the little room. “Um, I have been here for a very long time indeed. Let's see,” Robert said, grabbing for a notebook off to his left. “I've been here for one hundred and forty seven,  no, forty eight,  hmm, ” “You've been here for one hundred and forty eight days?” Tascha asked. “Oh, no! That's nothing,” Robert laughed again. “I've been here for that many years, plus two months and eight days.” “What?!” Tascha gasped. Don took this information a bit more calmly, and said, “Robert, that's not possible. You must have made a mistake.” “No, no,” Robert shook his head. “I keep very careful track of these things. It's what I do to try to keep myself sane. Perhaps I don't do enough, but I'm sure the numbers are right. Years are still 365 days, right?” “Well, yeah, plus leap years,” Don said. “Yeah, ok, so I should probably factor those in, but what's the point?” “OK, well, how is it possible that you're over 150 years old?” Tascha asked. Robert shrugged, but said, “It's the water. I'm almost sure it's the water. It's not actually water, of course; not H-two-O. They call it XYZ; kind of a joke, that.” “Who's 'they'?” Don asked. “I should have said 'we' really, but the Scholars who came before me, and some other people I've managed to talk to over the years. There have been at least eight scholars, who have worked here over the years, and sometimes people pass through the Manor, and they tell me things, which I'm careful to record. It's kind of the gig, you see, and it's supposed to help keep me from going totally bonkers.” “Wait,” Tascha said. “You're going too fast. How could the water, or the XYZ, keep you alive, and young, for so long?” “Well, that's the million dollar question,” Robert chuckled. “XYZ seems to do a lot of things. First of all, it does everything our 'normal' water does, but it does it better. Somehow you don't need more than a glass of the stuff every day.” “We'd noticed that,” Don nodded. “Of course you did,” Robert smiled. “It's so delicious too, and like the water we were used to before we got here, it's in everything, including our bodily fluids, so those are also delicious; almost addictively so. And, since it's so effective, for hydration, a little bit of each other's fluids keeps us going quite well. It also revs up your libido; 'throws it into permanent over-drive' might be a better way to put it; but I don't think it does much to our level of inhibition. No one ever seems drunk on the stuff. I suspect only people who are already rather uninhibited get brought here. Super-charging the libido seems to do the trick. And, it seems to work particularly well in boosting natural lubricants. Also, it either works as some kind of super-disease killer; anti-bacterial and anti-viral; which is odd because it only kills harmful bacteria. Either that, or diseases just don't exist here, which actually seems plausible. It also seems to be what's responsible for the fact that you're both probably in better shape now than you were when you got here.” “Well, we haven't exactly been inactive,” Don smiled. “Yes, sex is good for you but seriously, everyone here is in amazing shape. You won't find a chunky person anywhere, and a lot of them never even make it to the gym. I think this is what keeps us all just about at the age we were when we got here.” “So, you're from the nineteenth century?” Tascha asked. “Oh, no, I'm from 1997.” “But that's not right at all!” Tascha exclaimed. “Well, it is right, but it doesn't make much sense,” Robert corrected. Don frowned and asked, “Time moves more slowly here?” “No, faster; much faster! Well, that would be the case if that were the only thing to explain, but that's not all,” Robert grinned. “I've talked to dozens of people like us, who have memories, and they come from a wide range of dates. I met someone once who came in from the 1920s and another who got here from 2011, believe it or not. The funny thing is, the woman from the '20s got here long after me. It's like time here, though linear, of course, is only connected with our 'normal' time in an incidental way. And the records of the other Scholars show that this has always been the case. Working from those records, I can say that there have been people in the Manor from as early as 1742 and as late as 2015, but there's little rhyme or reason to it. Most people speak English and come from the 20th and early 21st centuries.” “That's amazing,” Don said. “And crazy,” Tascha added. “Let's not forget the crazy.” “We remember our lives before the Manor, but what about the people here who don't?” Don asked. “Are they natives, or what?” “Well, there are two types of people here who don't remember anything else, or at least seem not to,” Robert smiled, enjoying the chance to talk about these things. “There are the staff, what 'we' call 'the blanks'; if they have any memories they're not telling. They might as well be automata, and some of us have thought they are. Some of them speak occasionally, but mostly they move around and do their work. I wouldn't be surprised if they completely lacked phenomenal experience. Then there are the rest, the playful set. Whether or not they're from our world is hard to say. It's probably impossible to tell for sure. I think they are, because they come here with established skill sets, most of which they don't need and soon forget about, but it doesn't make sense for them to be native here and to have acquired those skills; and background interests, by the way. You can see people come into the library, for instance, and they will go for a particular kind of book; say about antique cars; that it would make no sense for them to be drawn to if they were raised or created here. Plus, there's the fact that there are no children.” “OK,” Tascha said, “well, if they came from our world, why do they lose their memories and we didn't?” “Well, first of all, you mean you didn't lose all your memories,” Robert said with a smug smile. “What do you mean?” “There's the philosophical problem, of course; how can you know what you might have forgotten? More than that, though, everyone I've talked to with only two exceptions has forgotten at least some of the facts about the world that they knew before coming here.” Don and Tascha looked back at him expectantly. “I'll bet you both completely forgot about the dangers of STDs and pregnancy.” “What, damn!” Don said. Tascha just gaped. “Almost everyone forgets those things, and who knows what else,” Robert said. “I think it's a metaphysical issue, or something like one. There apparently aren't any such things in this world, so somehow when we're brought over here our connection with those facts is lost.” Don sat back in his chair, and Tascha now had her head in her hands. “It's all a lot to wrap your head around, I know,” Robert said. “But there aren't any cars in this world, either, are there?” Don asked. “Not that I'm aware of,” Robert admitted. “Then why are there books about them?” “I honestly have no idea,” the Scholar shrugged. “OK, what about who brought us here?” Tascha asked. “You keep saying 'brought here', and that implies a 'bringer', right?” “Or bringers, yes,” Robert nodded. “Unfortunately, that's really just a manner of speech. I really don't know anything about who or what is responsible for our being here.” There was a rap at the door, and then the head librarian, Leah, came in. She smiled at Don and Tascha, and moved over to Robert, who pushed his chair back so that she could kneel down and begin giving him a blowjob. “I hope you don't mind,” Robert said. “I'm just like you two and everyone else in this place, horny as hell all the time. Fortunately, sweet Leah here is happy to help out.” Leah paused in her duties long enough to say with a smile, “It's my job, and I love my job.” “Um, well, there are so many questions, ” Don started. He was a little distracted by Leah and what she was doing. He noticed that his cock was beginning to stiffen. “Is there a way to get back to our world?” Tascha asked. “Someone once mentioned that there was, to one of my predecessors,” Robert nodded. “There was a rumor about a ring of some kind, but it was all very much second, or even fifth, hand.” “Can we get back to our world from here in the Manor?” Don asked. “Not that I'm aware of,” Robert said, leaning back in his chair. “I strongly doubt it.” “You said people pass through the Manor,” Tascha said, “so there must be a way in and out of here.” “Yeah,” Don jumped in, “and the former Lord of the Manor went someplace. Where did he go? Where did the former Librarian go? And what happened to your predecessors?” “Um, I don't know about that last, uh, bit,” Robert managed, clearly distracted by Leah. “None of them left a note saying where they went. But yes, there is a door into and out of the Manor, though I've never seen it or been through it. Oh, that's very nice, Leah.” Don and Tascha looked at each other. She shrugged and Don said, “OK, well, if we may come back later, we'll leave you to your, uh, work.” “Of course,” Robert smiled, “come back anytime. Oh, but wait! Hold on a second, dear,” he said to Leah. “You might want to reconsider leaving the Manor. From what I can tell, the world outside is ,  odd and disturbing.” “This isn't odd?” Tascha asked. “Well, yes, but,  Just one more moment, dear,” he said to Leah. Then, back to Tascha, “Here, in the Manor everything's all happy, friendly romping about and group sex. Things outside aren't quite so ,  predictably friendly. No one's going to carry you off and butt-fuck you against your will here, but outside,  Well, it sounds like they're not so polite.” “But there's no way to get home in the Manor?” Don persisted. “I don't think so, no,” Robert said. Leah started to suck on him again, but he managed, “Just be sure you really want to leave, that's all.” Don and Tascha left, closing the door behind them, and walked over to the area where the big work tables were. The two men who'd been there earlier had left. Tascha hopped up on the end of one of the tables. “I get the feeling we don't really know much more than we did before,” Don said. “Yeah, I've got at least as many questions,” she nodded, while grabbing him by the arm and pulling her in front of her spread legs. She took hold of his cock, now hard from watching Leah down on her hands and knees, and pulled him in closer. She scooted forward a bit on the table, hooking her legs around the back of his, and pushed the head of his cock into her very hot and moist pussy. Don smiled at her and, reaching around to hold on to her butt, pulled her even more snugly against him, pushing his thick shaft up inside her. She reached up and grabbed his head and pulled it down so she could kiss him passionately, and Don began to work himself in and out of her, mostly by rocking his hips against hers. By doing this and flexing his legs, Don was able to get a good rhythm and penetration going. After several long minutes of this, Tascha broke their kiss to gasp and then bury her face in his shoulder. Don felt her legs pulling him in even tighter. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the table. She held on to him tightly and worked with him as he raised and lowered her on his thick cock. “Oh god!” she gasped, and Don felt her shaking in his arms, and then his own orgasm boiled over, sending hot spurts of cum into her. He held on to her there as they both shook and trembled, only eventually, and very slowly, lowering her to the table behind her. He looked down at her and kissed her smiling mouth. “It's not just the water,” Tascha said. “No?” “Yeah, it's making me very horny, but there's more to it; at least with you. It's more, Well, it's definitely more emotional. Anyway, I don't think the water's making me do anything I don't want to.” “Well, it's just the water for me,” Don smirked. “Liar!” she laughed as she gave him a playful punch in the chest. “So, we're still looking for the way out, though, right?” Don asked. “In spite of the 'danger'?” “Yeah, unless you're scared,” she asked with a raised eyebrow. He pushed his cock into her a bit, and felt her squeeze him. “You know I'm not scared,” he smiled. “What's the worst that could happen, anyway?” “Weren't you listening? You could get butt-fucked against your will!” “Well, we'll see who does the butt-fucking then, won't we?” “Oh, really?” she laughed. “Are you just trying to turn me on?” Don moved in and out of her a bit, demonstrating that his cock was still quite hard, and said, “The thought had occurred to me.” “Umm,” she murmured, which was followed by a kiss. This might have led to a longer, more leisurely session of intercourse, if Nicole and Shelonda hadn't turned up right then. “There you two are!” Nicole exclaimed in a loud whisper. “Shush!” Shelonda giggled. Don looked up at them, without making any move to pull out of Tascha. He smiled and said, “We're going to find a way out of the Manor, and go butt-fucking. Want to come with us?” “Oh!” Shelonda grinned as she climbed up onto the table and started crawling toward Tascha and Don, “But can't you go 'butt-fucking' here?” “Sure,” Don said, “but apparently it's more of a challenge outside.” Shelonda seemed to consider this, but put off responding until after she had given Tascha a long, upside-down kiss. “I take it you found out something?” Nicole asked, as she leaned on the table. “Yes,” Don nodded, as he pulled back to let Shelonda work her way down to get her mouth on Tascha's tits, though he didn't pull out of Tascha just yet. He started to tell Nicole what they'd learned from Robert, the Scholar, but when he felt Tascha moving under him, pulling at him with her legs, he began to fuck her again. He tried to keep explaining things to Nicole, but when Leah came out, having apparently given more than just a blowjob to Robert, and she and Nicole started making out, Don gave up. Instead he pulled Tascha in on his cock and began to fuck her steadily. While he was doing this, Shelonda crawled up to kneel over Tascha's face, and leaned over to kiss Don. This all went on for some time, even after Shelonda and Tascha came, and after they all ganged up on Leah, who they managed to reduce to a giggling mass of post-orgasmic sex-pot. Finally, though, they were able to finish telling Nicole what they had learned, and even managed to get themselves back out of the library. There, in the corridor, they ran into none other than Igor, again, this time accompanied by Amy and Jamie. “Ah ha! Just who we were looking for!” Amy grinned. “There's a masquerade party tonight in the ballroom, and we didn't want you to miss it.” “That's very thoughtful of you,” Tascha said. Don asked Igor, “How do you keep finding us so easily?” Igor just shrugged, and almost smiled. “We are going to the masquerade party, aren't we?” Nicole asked. It was Don's turn to shrug, but Tascha said, “Sure. It sounds like fun. I take it we can get costumes in the wardrobe?” “Yes!” Amy said, “Let's go find ourselves some sexy costumes!” To be continued, Masquerade, part A By BradentonLarry for Literotica Source: ex-plicitly-novel

Some answers at last, and more questions.Lost In Eros – book 1, Part 17 of 20, By BradentonLarry. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.As a matter of fact, they did take things a bit easier that evening. After a long time spent cleaning up and dallying about in the baths, Tascha, Don, Shelonda and Nicole, who was now interested at least in finding out more about their situation, went back to looking for noteworthy rooms. They picked up where they had left off the day before, which happened to be where they were anyway, on the second floor. They located the wardrobe again, and found quite a few bedrooms with assorted mischief taking place. After a few hours, they took a break by making use of a bedroom to have an impromptu foursome, in which Don managed to make each of the women come. Then, several hours later, when they knew they were about done for the evening, they joined in on a nice little orgy that was going on in a large bedroom. Finally, they found a free bedroom and fell asleep, in what Don personally thought one of the best ways; that is with him in a pile of naked women.The next day, after a quick trip to the garden for bathing and breakfast, they started on the third floor. This proved not much more useful than the first and second floors, until, after two play breaks, they came upon a large pair of double doors at the end of a corridor. Pushing one of the doors open, they realized they had found the library.The shelves of books seemed to defy gravity both in the way the shelves soared up to the high ceiling, and in the fact that they were not on the ground floor, which seemed to Don to be the sensible place for what must be a very heavy collection of books. Off to the left as they came in, was a remarkably unremarkable circulation desk. Behind it, of course, was an incredibly hot woman with her thick, long dark hair tied up in a conservative bun, and a nice set of full tits peeking out of the collared, white dress shirt (which had two more buttons undone than Don had ever seen on areal librarian), and long, beautiful legs glimpsed beneath the hem of, and through the modest (by Manor standards) slit on the side of, the black skirt that clung to her curves and fell to just below her knee. Of course, she was also wearing black frame glasses, high heels and dark pink lipstick.Don and the others took a moment to wander around a bit. They noticed that there were several floors to the library, connected to this one by circular metal staircases. Here on the main floor there were a number of little reading lounge areas, complete with comfortable chairs and couches. These areas and the many secluded corners and aisles between the stacks were conducive to erotic encounters, and, this being the Manor, there were a number of parties enjoying themselves in just this way. Surprisingly enough, there were also a few people who were actually there to read.“Can we stay here for a while?” Nicole asked with her mischievous smile, as she eyed a man's cock as he sat on the floor with his head on the seat of a couch as a woman, facing toward the back of the couch, knelt over his face.“Um, sure,” Don said, suddenly feeling like he and Tascha were the chaperones on a field trip. “Have fun.”Both Nicole and Shelonda went to go enjoy themselves, while Tascha and Don considered the books available on the shelves. Tascha pointed out, “There seems to be a very good assortment.”“Yeah,” Don said, his eyes running over the titles, “and they're not junk. This would be a good college library, or even a small university's. Huh, I wonder, ”Don went over to the circulation desk and said, “Hello, I take it that you're the librarian.”The woman arched a dark eyebrow at him and pursed her lips before saying, “Yes, I'm the Librarian. May I help you?”“Just ‘the Librarian', not the ‘head librarian'?” Don asked playfully.“No,” the Librarian said a bit impatiently. “That's the head librarian over there.”Don followed the direction of her nod and saw a woman on her knees in front of a gentleman in a chair giving him an enthusiastic, but quiet, blowjob.“Of course she is,” Don couldn't help saying. Turning back to the Librarian, he asked, “Could you tell me if you have any floor plans of the Manor on file?”“Oh, good idea!” Tascha said.“Shush,” the Librarian insisted. “No, I'm afraid we do not, sir.”“How about any books at all about the Manor?” Don tried.“Not as such, sir,” the Librarian said seriously. “However, you may want to talk to the Scholar.”“I'm sure we do want to,” Don smiled. “Would you kindly direct us to him?”“Certainly,” she smiled. “Please follow me.”Don and Tascha shared a glance and a shrug and then followed the Librarian. They passed Nicole and Shelonda, who were now riding the man's cock and sitting on the back of the couch getting eaten by the woman, respectively, and then climbed a winding set of stairs up two levels. Then, through an area dominated by large work tables which were currently unused, except for the pair of men who were using one as a stable platform to lean against, they were brought to a door with a hand-lettered sign on it that read “SCHOLAR'S ROOM; Keep out!” The Librarian rapped twice on the door and proceeded to open it.A thin man who was apparently a bit older than Don, with reddish brown hair, looked up from the heavy book he was reading, and said, “Yes? What is it?”“This gentleman was looking for books about the Manor,” the Librarian said. “I suggested he might want to talk with you.”“Oh, really? Well, good. Thank you, Audrey,” the man said.“You're welcome, Robert,” the Librarian nodded with a smile and then turned to leave.“Oh, could you send Leah up when she has a few minutes?” Robert asked.“Of course,” the Librarian, or Audrey, said as she left.“You two are on a first name basis, eh?” Don observed.“Oh, yes, well, I knew her when she was still the head librarian,” Robert said, scratching his head absently. “She's a beautiful creature, isn't she? I was in love with her for a long time; maybe still am a little. It's no good falling in love here, though, not with them.”“Why not?” Tascha said.“You must be quite new,” Robert decided. “They're not complete. They have no memories before waking up here, unlike me and, I take it, the two of you. They also have all their material needs taken care of, and only one consistent desire, and there's plenty of that to be had. So, without anything to structure their lives, they don't really develop personalities. What makes you special here, young woman; particularly to this fellow who obviously adores you; is your memories and your complete personality. Audrey, the Librarian, as lovely, and amazing in bed, as she is; and she really is amazing in bed!; she's not quite a whole person. Sure, she's got a personality, a perfectly charming one, but it's rather,  Well, superficial, though I'm not sure that's the best word. One gets infatuated perhaps, but it fades when one realizes they've fallen for what is basically a child in a smoking hot body. Does that all make sense?”“Um, yes,” Tascha nodded, “I think so.”“So, I take it you're not new here?” Don asked.“No,” Robert laughed. “Oh, sorry! Please have a seat. I don't get many visitors.”Don and Tascha sat down in the offered chairs. This gave them a chance to appreciate the stacks of papers and books cluttering the little room.“Um, I have been here for a very long time indeed. Let's see,” Robert said, grabbing for a notebook off to his left. “I've been here for one hundred and forty seven,  no, forty eight,  hmm, ”“You've been here for one hundred and forty eight days?” Tascha asked.“Oh, no! That's nothing,” Robert laughed again. “I've been here for that many years, plus two months and eight days.”“What?!” Tascha gasped.Don took this information a bit more calmly, and said, “Robert, that's not possible. You must have made a mistake.”“No, no,” Robert shook his head. “I keep very careful track of these things. It's what I do to try to keep myself sane. Perhaps I don't do enough, but I'm sure the numbers are right. Years are still 365 days, right?”“Well, yeah, plus leap years,” Don said.“Yeah, ok, so I should probably factor those in, but what's the point?”“OK, well, how is it possible that you're over 150 years old?” Tascha asked.Robert shrugged, but said, “It's the water. I'm almost sure it's the water. It's not actually water, of course; not H-two-O. They call it XYZ; kind of a joke, that.”“Who's ‘they'?” Don asked.“I should have said 'we' really, but the Scholars who came before me, and some other people I've managed to talk to over the years. There have been at least eight scholars, who have worked here over the years, and sometimes people pass through the Manor, and they tell me things, which I'm careful to record. It's kind of the gig, you see, and it's supposed to help keep me from going totally bonkers.”“Wait,” Tascha said. “You're going too fast. How could the water, or the XYZ, keep you alive, and young, for so long?”“Well, that's the million dollar question,” Robert chuckled. “XYZ seems to do a lot of things. First of all, it does everything our 'normal' water does, but it does it better. Somehow you don't need more than a glass of the stuff every day.”“We'd noticed that,” Don nodded.“Of course you did,” Robert smiled. “It's so delicious too, and like the water we were used to before we got here, it's in everything, including our bodily fluids, so those are also delicious; almost addictively so. And, since it's so effective, for hydration, a little bit of each other's fluids keeps us going quite well. It also revs up your libido; 'throws it into permanent over-drive' might be a better way to put it; but I don't think it does much to our level of inhibition. No one ever seems drunk on the stuff. I suspect only people who are already rather uninhibited get brought here. Super-charging the libido seems to do the trick. And, it seems to work particularly well in boosting natural lubricants. Also, it either works as some kind of super-disease killer; anti-bacterial and anti-viral; which is odd because it only kills harmful bacteria. Either that, or diseases just don't exist here, which actually seems plausible. It also seems to be what's responsible for the fact that you're both probably in better shape now than you were when you got here.”“Well, we haven't exactly been inactive,” Don smiled.“Yes, sex is good for you but seriously, everyone here is in amazing shape. You won't find a chunky person anywhere, and a lot of them never even make it to the gym. I think this is what keeps us all just about at the age we were when we got here.”“So, you're from the nineteenth century?” Tascha asked.“Oh, no, I'm from 1997.”“But that's not right at all!” Tascha exclaimed.“Well, it is right, but it doesn't make much sense,” Robert corrected.Don frowned and asked, “Time moves more slowly here?”“No, faster; much faster! Well, that would be the case if that were the only thing to explain, but that's not all,” Robert grinned. “I've talked to dozens of people like us, who have memories, and they come from a wide range of dates. I met someone once who came in from the 1920s and another who got here from 2011, believe it or not. The funny thing is, the woman from the '20s got here long after me. It's like time here, though linear, of course, is only connected with our 'normal' time in an incidental way. And the records of the other Scholars show that this has always been the case. Working from those records, I can say that there have been people in the Manor from as early as 1742 and as late as 2015, but there's little rhyme or reason to it. Most people speak English and come from the 20th and early 21st centuries.”“That's amazing,” Don said.“And crazy,” Tascha added. “Let's not forget the crazy.”“We remember our lives before the Manor, but what about the people here who don't?” Don asked. “Are they natives, or what?”“Well, there are two types of people here who don't remember anything else, or at least seem not to,” Robert smiled, enjoying the chance to talk about these things. “There are the staff, what 'we' call 'the blanks'; if they have any memories they're not telling. They might as well be automata, and some of us have thought they are. Some of them speak occasionally, but mostly they move around and do their work. I wouldn't be surprised if they completely lacked phenomenal experience. Then there are the rest, the playful set. Whether or not they're from our world is hard to say. It's probably impossible to tell for sure. I think they are, because they come here with established skill sets, most of which they don't need and soon forget about, but it doesn't make sense for them to be native here and to have acquired those skills; and background interests, by the way. You can see people come into the library, for instance, and they will go for a particular kind of book; say about antique cars; that it would make no sense for them to be drawn to if they were raised or created here. Plus, there's the fact that there are no children.”“OK,” Tascha said, “well, if they came from our world, why do they lose their memories and we didn't?”“Well, first of all, you mean you didn't lose all your memories,” Robert said with a smug smile.“What do you mean?”“There's the philosophical problem, of course; how can you know what you might have forgotten? More than that, though, everyone I've talked to with only two exceptions has forgotten at least some of the facts about the world that they knew before coming here.”Don and Tascha looked back at him expectantly.“I'll bet you both completely forgot about the dangers of STDs and pregnancy.”“What, damn!” Don said. Tascha just gaped.“Almost everyone forgets those things, and who knows what else,” Robert said. “I think it's a metaphysical issue, or something like one. There apparently aren't any such things in this world, so somehow when we're brought over here our connection with those facts is lost.”Don sat back in his chair, and Tascha now had her head in her hands.“It's all a lot to wrap your head around, I know,” Robert said.“But there aren't any cars in this world, either, are there?” Don asked.“Not that I'm aware of,” Robert admitted.“Then why are there books about them?”“I honestly have no idea,” the Scholar shrugged.“OK, what about who brought us here?” Tascha asked. “You keep saying 'brought here', and that implies a 'bringer', right?”“Or bringers, yes,” Robert nodded. “Unfortunately, that's really just a manner of speech. I really don't know anything about who or what is responsible for our being here.”There was a rap at the door, and then the head librarian, Leah, came in. She smiled at Don and Tascha, and moved over to Robert, who pushed his chair back so that she could kneel down and begin giving him a blowjob.“I hope you don't mind,” Robert said. “I'm just like you two and everyone else in this place, horny as hell all the time. Fortunately, sweet Leah here is happy to help out.”Leah paused in her duties long enough to say with a smile, “It's my job, and I love my job.”“Um, well, there are so many questions, ” Don started. He was a little distracted by Leah and what she was doing. He noticed that his cock was beginning to stiffen.“Is there a way to get back to our world?” Tascha asked.“Someone once mentioned that there was, to one of my predecessors,” Robert nodded. “There was a rumor about a ring of some kind, but it was all very much second, or even fifth, hand.”“Can we get back to our world from here in the Manor?” Don asked.“Not that I'm aware of,” Robert said, leaning back in his chair. “I strongly doubt it.”“You said people pass through the Manor,” Tascha said, “so there must be a way in and out of here.”“Yeah,” Don jumped in, “and the former Lord of the Manor went someplace. Where did he go? Where did the former Librarian go? And what happened to your predecessors?”“Um, I don't know about that last, uh, bit,” Robert managed, clearly distracted by Leah. “None of them left a note saying where they went. But yes, there is a door into and out of the Manor, though I've never seen it or been through it. Oh, that's very nice, Leah.”Don and Tascha looked at each other. She shrugged and Don said, “OK, well, if we may come back later, we'll leave you to your, uh, work.”“Of course,” Robert smiled, “come back anytime. Oh, but wait! Hold on a second, dear,” he said to Leah. “You might want to reconsider leaving the Manor. From what I can tell, the world outside is ,  odd and disturbing.”“This isn't odd?” Tascha asked.“Well, yes, but,  Just one more moment, dear,” he said to Leah. Then, back to Tascha, “Here, in the Manor everything's all happy, friendly romping about and group sex. Things outside aren't quite so ,  predictably friendly. No one's going to carry you off and butt-fuck you against your will here, but outside,  Well, it sounds like they're not so polite.”“But there's no way to get home in the Manor?” Don persisted.“I don't think so, no,” Robert said. Leah started to suck on him again, but he managed, “Just be sure you really want to leave, that's all.”Don and Tascha left, closing the door behind them, and walked over to the area where the big work tables were. The two men who'd been there earlier had left.Tascha hopped up on the end of one of the tables.“I get the feeling we don't really know much more than we did before,” Don said.“Yeah, I've got at least as many questions,” she nodded, while grabbing him by the arm and pulling her in front of her spread legs. She took hold of his cock, now hard from watching Leah down on her hands and knees, and pulled him in closer. She scooted forward a bit on the table, hooking her legs around the back of his, and pushed the head of his cock into her very hot and moist pussy.Don smiled at her and, reaching around to hold on to her butt, pulled her even more snugly against him, pushing his thick shaft up inside her. She reached up and grabbed his head and pulled it down so she could kiss him passionately, and Don began to work himself in and out of her, mostly by rocking his hips against hers. By doing this and flexing his legs, Don was able to get a good rhythm and penetration going. After several long minutes of this, Tascha broke their kiss to gasp and then bury her face in his shoulder. Don felt her legs pulling him in even tighter. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the table. She held on to him tightly and worked with him as he raised and lowered her on his thick cock.“Oh god!” she gasped, and Don felt her shaking in his arms, and then his own orgasm boiled over, sending hot spurts of cum into her. He held on to her there as they both shook and trembled, only eventually, and very slowly, lowering her to the table behind her.He looked down at her and kissed her smiling mouth.“It's not just the water,” Tascha said.“No?”“Yeah, it's making me very horny, but there's more to it; at least with you. It's more, Well, it's definitely more emotional. Anyway, I don't think the water's making me do anything I don't want to.”“Well, it's just the water for me,” Don smirked.“Liar!” she laughed as she gave him a playful punch in the chest.“So, we're still looking for the way out, though, right?” Don asked. “In spite of the 'danger'?”“Yeah, unless you're scared,” she asked with a raised eyebrow.He pushed his cock into her a bit, and felt her squeeze him. “You know I'm not scared,” he smiled. “What's the worst that could happen, anyway?”“Weren't you listening? You could get butt-fucked against your will!”“Well, we'll see who does the butt-fucking then, won't we?”“Oh, really?” she laughed. “Are you just trying to turn me on?”Don moved in and out of her a bit, demonstrating that his cock was still quite hard, and said, “The thought had occurred to me.”“Umm,” she murmured, which was followed by a kiss. This might have led to a longer, more leisurely session of intercourse, if Nicole and Shelonda hadn't turned up right then.“There you two are!” Nicole exclaimed in a loud whisper.“Shush!” Shelonda giggled.Don looked up at them, without making any move to pull out of Tascha. He smiled and said, “We're going to find a way out of the Manor, and go butt-fucking. Want to come with us?”“Oh!” Shelonda grinned as she climbed up onto the table and started crawling toward Tascha and Don, “But can't you go 'butt-fucking' here?”“Sure,” Don said, “but apparently it's more of a challenge outside.”Shelonda seemed to consider this, but put off responding until after she had given Tascha a long, upside-down kiss.“I take it you found out something?” Nicole asked, as she leaned on the table.“Yes,” Don nodded, as he pulled back to let Shelonda work her way down to get her mouth on Tascha's tits, though he didn't pull out of Tascha just yet. He started to tell Nicole what they'd learned from Robert, the Scholar, but when he felt Tascha moving under him, pulling at him with her legs, he began to fuck her again. He tried to keep explaining things to Nicole, but when Leah came out, having apparently given more than just a blowjob to Robert, and she and Nicole started making out, Don gave up. Instead he pulled Tascha in on his cock and began to fuck her steadily. While he was doing this, Shelonda crawled up to kneel over Tascha's face, and leaned over to kiss Don.This all went on for some time, even after Shelonda and Tascha came, and after they all ganged up on Leah, who they managed to reduce to a giggling mass of post-orgasmic sex-pot. Finally, though, they were able to finish telling Nicole what they had learned, and even managed to get themselves back out of the library.There, in the corridor, they ran into none other than Igor, again, this time accompanied by Amy and Jamie.“Ah ha! Just who we were looking for!” Amy grinned. “There's a masquerade party tonight in the ballroom, and we didn't want you to miss it.”“That's very thoughtful of you,” Tascha said.Don asked Igor, “How do you keep finding us so easily?”Igor just shrugged, and almost smiled.“We are going to the masquerade party, aren't we?” Nicole asked.It was Don's turn to shrug, but Tascha said, “Sure. It sounds like fun. I take it we can get costumes in the wardrobe?”“Yes!” Amy said, “Let's go find ourselves some sexy costumes!”To be continued, Masquerade, part ABy BradentonLarry for Literotica

Guests:Nicole Darden Ford is Vice President, Global Information Security and Chief Information Security Officer at Rockwell Automation [@ROKAutomation]On LinkedIn | https://www.linkedin.com/in/nicole-darden-ford/On Twitter | https://twitter.com/NicoledgrayAric K. Perminter, Founder & Chairman of Lynx Technology Partners [@LynxPartners] and Board Member at International Consortium of Minority Cybersecurity Professionals (ICMCP) / Cyversity [@OneCyversity]On LinkedIn | https://www.linkedin.com/in/aricperminter/On Twitter | https://twitter.com/aricperminter____________________________Host: Sean Martin, Co-Founder at ITSPmagazine [@ITSPmagazine] and Host of Redefining CyberSecurity Podcast [@RedefiningCyber]On ITSPmagazine | https://www.itspmagazine.com/itspmagazine-podcast-radio-hosts/sean-martin____________________________This Episode's SponsorsImperva | https://itspm.ag/imperva277117988Edgescan | https://itspm.ag/itspegweb___________________________Episode NotesIn this podcast episode, Sean Martin, the host of the Redefining CyberSecurity Podcast, speaks with Nicole Darden Ford, the Vice President, Global Information Security, and Chief Information Security Officer at Rockwell Automation, and Aric Perminter, Founder & Chairman of Lynx Technology Partners, about the role of a Chief Information Security Officer (CISO) ranging from business defense to national security.The trio discusses the importance of understanding what is being protected and why it is important in industries such as healthcare, retail, banking, and critical infrastructure. They also talk about the need for cybersecurity professionals to be like cyber first responders and the importance of communicating risk in a financial context. Additionally, the conversation delves into the pressures and hardships that come with being a CISO and how those that take on the role can maintain a positive attitude and feel good about the work they do. Both Nicole and Aric emphasize the importance of caring for one's team, being personable, and having the passion and courage to do what is necessary to protect an organization's data and infrastructure. They also share stories of successful initiatives they have undertaken as CISOs, such as uplifting the competency and training program for a cybersecurity team and enabling a team to work from home during the COVID-19 pandemic.Overall, the conversation sheds light on the complex and challenging role of a CISO and the importance of effective cybersecurity leadership for the benefit of the team, the program, and the organization.Enjoy the conversation! And don't forget to subscribe and share!____________________________Watch this and other videos on ITSPmagazine's YouTube ChannelRedefining CyberSecurity Podcast with Sean Martin, CISSP playlist

Guests:Nicole Darden Ford is Vice President, Global Information Security and Chief Information Security Officer at Rockwell Automation [@ROKAutomation]On LinkedIn | https://www.linkedin.com/in/nicole-darden-ford/On Twitter | https://twitter.com/NicoledgrayAric K. Perminter, Founder & Chairman of Lynx Technology Partners [@LynxPartners] and Board Member at International Consortium of Minority Cybersecurity Professionals (ICMCP) / Cyversity [@OneCyversity]On LinkedIn | https://www.linkedin.com/in/aricperminter/On Twitter | https://twitter.com/aricperminter____________________________Host: Sean Martin, Co-Founder at ITSPmagazine [@ITSPmagazine] and Host of Redefining CyberSecurity Podcast [@RedefiningCyber]On ITSPmagazine | https://www.itspmagazine.com/itspmagazine-podcast-radio-hosts/sean-martin____________________________This Episode's SponsorsImperva | https://itspm.ag/imperva277117988Edgescan | https://itspm.ag/itspegweb___________________________Episode NotesIn this podcast episode, Sean Martin, the host of the Redefining CyberSecurity Podcast, speaks with Nicole Darden Ford, the Vice President, Global Information Security, and Chief Information Security Officer at Rockwell Automation, and Aric Perminter, Founder & Chairman of Lynx Technology Partners, about the role of a Chief Information Security Officer (CISO) ranging from business defense to national security.The trio discusses the importance of understanding what is being protected and why it is important in industries such as healthcare, retail, banking, and critical infrastructure. They also talk about the need for cybersecurity professionals to be like cyber first responders and the importance of communicating risk in a financial context. Additionally, the conversation delves into the pressures and hardships that come with being a CISO and how those that take on the role can maintain a positive attitude and feel good about the work they do. Both Nicole and Aric emphasize the importance of caring for one's team, being personable, and having the passion and courage to do what is necessary to protect an organization's data and infrastructure. They also share stories of successful initiatives they have undertaken as CISOs, such as uplifting the competency and training program for a cybersecurity team and enabling a team to work from home during the COVID-19 pandemic.Overall, the conversation sheds light on the complex and challenging role of a CISO and the importance of effective cybersecurity leadership for the benefit of the team, the program, and the organization.Enjoy the conversation! And don't forget to subscribe and share!____________________________Watch this and other videos on ITSPmagazine's YouTube ChannelRedefining CyberSecurity Podcast with Sean Martin, CISSP playlist

Nicole Chui is an assistant music director and educator who is passionate about passing on her love of music to the next generation. Gabrielle Dawson, also known as Coach Gaby, is the Diva Elite Director who leads two dance groups and strives to teach her students life skills through dance. Both Nicole and Coach Gaby are members of the Sounds of Success Community Marching Band of Riviera Beach, which has been invited to perform at London Band Week 2023 this June in London. — Success Community Marching Band Links: Website: https://soswarriors.com/ Donate: https://soswarriors.com/donate/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/SOSThePeoplesChoice Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sos_marchingband/ — PODCAST INFO: Podcast website: https://www.womleadmag.com/podcast/ Apple Podcasts: https://apple.co/3YJHMoy  Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/2GkmpVInAQR7Fgco0pUa1B  RSS: https://feeds.libsyn.com/409442/rss  YouTube: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLYDpQX16k5Uh7G7PFjMjZ8KimqoOpFF-t — CONNECT: - YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/WomELLE - LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/company/womelle - Twitter: https://twitter.com/womelle - Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/womelle - Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/realwomelle/

On this episode, we first talk about Tricia Hersey's “Rest Is Resistance”, which explores what it would be like to live in a well-rested world. Find the book here: thenapministry.com. Next, we share our immigrant stories and how the immigrant experience shapes who we are and what we do.  We then speak to two leaders that are advocating for the economic inclusion of immigrants through innovative and culturally responsive services and policies. We speak to José Quiñonez, founding CEO of Mission Asset Fund based in San Francisco, an award-winning nonprofit with innovative nationwide models for integrating financially excluded, low-income communities into the financial mainstream; and we speak with Nicole Anand, Deputy Director at Inclusive Action where she designs and implements civic processes to change the status quo. Both Nicole and José are part of the first-ever U.S. Treasury Advisory Committee on Racial Equity and we talk about why it's important to center people with lived experience when designing economic policy and beyond. Join us in person for “Self-love con Corazón” an evening of conversation, workshop, and connecting! This event is on February 23 at 6:30pm in Highland Park and details can be found here:https://www.eventbrite.com/e/self-love-con-corazon-tickets-515232162267?aff=DescriptionLink This event is by donation for as little as $1. Funds will help with event expenses and help us continue to bring great and impactful conversations.  Tamarindo podcast is the Latinx show where hosts discuss politics, pop culture, and how to balance it all con calma, hosted by Brenda Gonzalez and Ana Sheila Victorino. Join us as we delve into discussions on race, gender, politics, representation, and life! Check out all of our upcoming events:  https://www.tamarindopodcast.com/events Brenda and Ana Sheila are executive producers of Tamarindo podcast with production support by Mitzi Hernández and Augusto Martinez, of Sonoro Media. Jeff Ricards produced our theme song. If you want to support our work, please rate and review our show here. You can get in touch with us at www.tamarindopodcast.com Contribute to the show: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/tamarindopodcast1 Save 10% on your order of books from Latina-owned Xolo Books with the code TAMARINDO at checkout: xolobooks.com Follow Tamarindo on instagram @tamarindopodcast and on twitter at @tamarindocast  Follow Ana Sheila on instagram @la_anasheila and twitter @Shelli1228 Follow Brenda on twitter at @BrendaRicards

On this weeks episode of The Genius Podcast host Karen Doyle is joined by Nicole Caruso. Nicole is the author of the book Worthy of Wearing and the founder of the Worthy of Wearing Movement.  Both Nicole and Karen are passionate about supporting women to see and live their unique feminine genius.  In this weeks conversation they explore topics such as self worth and how this impacts the way in which we show up for those closest to us. As well how our feminine genius is reflected through what we wear.  Purchase Nicoles Book https://www.sophiainstitute.com/products/item/worthy-of-wearing (here )

Nicole's mom, Mama C guest co-hosts. Both Nicole and Mama C talk about the latest in entertainment news.

In the August episode, editor Aaron Lelito leads a discussion that covers some of the excellent pieces from Wild Roof Journal's July issue (Issue 9). These works are available to view at wildroofjournal.com/podcast. Joining the discussion to share their insights are roundtable regular Chris Vogt, along with Nicole Bethune Winters and Eva Swiecki. Both Nicole and Eva have previously been published in WRJ, so be sure to check out their work here and here. What impressed us about these three poems? Listen to find out! We talk about how "Bees" manages to avoiding the clichés of youthful summertime romance, get the origin story of "Under Trees" as shared by the author, and enter into the surreal world of "Glass."

Sisters Nicole and Alyson Laskowski have graduated from Texas A&M University in College Station and Trinity University in San Antonio, respectively. Nicole earned a degree in ag business with honors from Texas A&M University. She is employed at TTI Inc. in Houston, Alyson graduated summa cum laude with honors in physics from Trinity University. She will further her education by attending graduate school to pursue a doctorate in atomic physics. Both Nicole and Alyson are 2017 honor grads of Poth High School. They are the daughters of Marty and Jill Laskowski of Kosciusko.Article Link

Hello friends! Welcome back to Lean IN with Lexi, I am so excited to bring you my first interview! I am joined by one of my close friends Nicole, I have had the pleasure of watching her bloom this last year. Nicole is a mindset and self-love coach and the host of the Inner Bloom Podcast. Today we are diving into the importance of our mindset and exploring personal development. Both Nicole and I have had massive shifts in our lives because we have put in the work to learn the tools to make ourselves better so that we can live our best lives. This episode is for you if you are new to personal development, or mindset work, or life coaching. Everyone needs a little support in their lives, and there are lots of ways to get that support, I hope this episode reminds you that you have lots of options to achieve your dreams. Important moments to lean in for: (2:25) How Nicole became a Mindset coach and Self Love coach (7:18) How doing personal development work has helped Nicole go through obstacles in life. (10:00) Why Nicole is passionate about mindset and personal development. (12:34) Who Nicole focuses on working with & her style of coaching. (17:14) Why getting a life coach is so important. (21:11) Nicole's advice for those who are new to personal development. (24:48) Nicole's final advice for those who want to live a life at a level 10. Links & Resources Connect with me 1:1, and join my adventures across the country on IG @alexis_amber_gaviria For health and wellness items to support your goals shop here: www.alexisgaviria.arbonne.com If you have any questions shoot me a DM. Tune into Nicole's podcast Always In Bloom Join Nicole's amazing Facebook group or book a call with here https://linktr.ee/Alwaysinbloom10 Keep up with Nicole on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/nonstop_nicole_/

“The more high-tech we become, the more nature we need.” - Richard Louv In this episode, we explore mindfulness through the lens of nature and forest therapy. Our guest, Jeanne Iovinelli, is a certified Forest Therapy Guide, and she helps us understand more about the power of slowing down in order to truly connect with nature. She shares with us the background of Forest Therapy also known as Forest Bathing (or Shinrin-Yoku), the research-backed benefits of the practice, and what you can expect on a guided walk. In the “You Want Me To Do What??” section, Nicole shares that when she first heard of Forest Bathing, she thought that it was a literal bath out in the woods. Now that she has learned more about it, she wants to go on a guided walk (and maybe even take a bath in the woods...but that’s a whole different thing.) Shanna also shares her experience going on a guided walk with Jeanne and how it has deepened her mindfulness practice. Both Nicole and Shanna agree with Jeanne that being immersed in nature helps you to be fully present and allows you to relax. Episode Recap: Interview with Jeanne Iovinelli - 3:00, “You Want Me To Do What??” section - 35:12 Highlights: Jeanne defines forest therapy as using your senses to connect to nature very slowly and mindfully Guided forest therapy walks are led by trained guides who offer a series of invitations that help participants connect to nature Forest therapy originated in Japan where it is known as Shinrin-Yoku or Forest Bathing It developed in the 1980’s when the Japanese government was researching how to reduce stress Research found that walks in the forest lowered blood pressure and heart rate Amos Clifford brought the practice to the U.S. and founded the Association of Nature & Forest Therapy What you can expect to experience on a guided forest therapy walk: A guide that will give you invitations to help you connect to your senses & help you slow down Each invitation will be followed by 10-15 minutes of you following the prompt after which you will gather back up as a group to discuss what you noticed Moving at a slow pace -- likely covering no more than 1 mile during a 3 hour guided walk Ending with a tea ceremony, often with plants foraged by the guide during the walk A forest therapy guide goes through a 6 month training that includes trail safety, nature & forest therapy research, sequencing forest therapy walks, mindfulness techniques, nature connection mentoring, etc. Research shows that time in nature can help with the following: Stress & cortisol levels Glucose levels Sleep Immune system For an extensive list of research articles, check out: https://www.natureandforesttherapy.org/library Like yoga, forest therapy is a practice that you don’t perfect, but keep coming back to Forest therapy can be done anywhere in nature - it doesn’t need to be a forest Jeanne’s Top Tips to Maximize Your Time In Nature: Leave your phone at home or in the car Put the time on your calendar as an appointment that you will keep to spend time in nature each week Slow down & connect to all 5 of your sense Go by yourself Resources: Where to find Jeanne Iovinelli and more information on forest therapy: Email: jeanneforesttherapy@gmail.com Facebook Page: Renew Thru Nature Association of Nature & Forest Therapy: https://www.natureandforesttherapy.org/  Book Jeanne mentions: The Biophilia Effect: A Scientific and Spiritual Exploration of the Healing Bond Between Humans and Nature by Clemens G. Arvay

In this Big Fish bonus episode, we are showcasing the RPOA Webinar - a candid conversation between Erin and two former podcast guests, Nicole Cox and Robert Navarrete. The Webinar is titled “What You Always Wanted to Know About RPO, But Didn’t Know Who to Ask”. As the Head of Talent Acquisition at OnTrak, Inc., Nicole brings her RPO and Staffing Agency knowledge to a corporate “build” role for the first time in her career. Similarly, Rob is now the Director and Head of Recruitment at Willis Towers Watson NA, but spent a good part of his career in RPO client team and sourcing leadership roles. Both Nicole and Rob freely share their RPO insider perspectives for the benefit of current TA or HR leaders who may be contemplating an RPO partnership but are not sure where to start. They discuss everything from evaluating which roles are best to outsource, how to choose a partner, negotiations, pricing, implementation, governance - all the most important pieces to “get right” in a successful RPO relationship. Topics Discussed: How to avoid the “we vs. they” mentality Inviting full transparency & feedback for effective transformation The best & worst roles to outsource Distinguishing between outsourcing and offshoring How COVID-19 has altered the outsourcing value proposition The qualities of an effective RPO Connect with Nicole Cox: Twitter: https://twitter.com/nicolecox1 LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/nicolecox2/?jobid=1234 Connect with Rob Navarrete: Twitter: https://twitter.com/R_Navarrete LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/robertnavarrete/?jobid=1234 About our Webinar Sponsor, Recruitment Process Outsourcing Association: The goal of RPOA is to educate the marketplace of the value of RPO and elevate the status in the Talent Acquisition space. RPOA strives to nurture a collaborative community where thought leadership can be created and curated to educate the marketplace about RPO. Connect with RPOA: Website: https://www.rpoassociation.org Twitter: https://twitter.com/RPOAssociation Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rpoassociation/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/company/recruitment-process-outsourcing-association-rpoa-/ #RPOAssociation About Erin Peterson: Erin is a Talent Acquisition Consultant, Interim Leader, and RPO Advisor with PeopleResults. She has led TA and RPO globally for some of the most successful organizations in the world including Accenture, Aon Hewitt, and Amazon. She translates her unique global experience to help clients with TA strategy, employment branding, onboarding, candidate experience, and recruitment process outsourcing (RPO) decisions. Connect with Erin: Website: https://www.people-results.com LinkedIn: linkedin.com/in/erinpeterson Twitter: https://twitter.com/ErinMcPeterson

In the summer, there is nothing better than time with friends and family. Both Nicole and Jen provide updates on some summer fun with those closest and most dysfunctional in their lives in this week's That's What We Said Podcast. From boating and hikes to the beach and brewery hopping, they go deep into all the laughs (and a few falls) shared in today's socially distanced world. After the life catch up, the two explore all the facets of ghosting, gaslighting, orbiting, zombieing, haunting, etc., There are so many names for the latest (and worst) dating phenomenon that men and women alike just can't shake. While they encourage singles out there to stop with the nonsense, they both agree that ghosting is probably here to stay.

This week, in episode 20 of Couple Things with Shawn + Andrew, we sit down with one of our favorite singers and his amazing fiancé, Luke Combs and Nicole Hocking. We were both really honored to sit down with these guys and are thankful they gave us an inside look at their relationship. Both Nicole and Luke open up about how they met, their proposal story, and how they manage their relationship in the public eye. We really respect these two and how they handle scrutiny, and it was really interesting to hear about the evolution of their relationship; from friends to fiancé. We love hearing that despite the craziness, they are both each others #1's. We hope you enjoy this one as much as we did. Without further ado, Luke Combs and Nicole Hocking. If you want to follow Luke & Nicole, you can find them on instagram as @Luke Combs and @nicohocking. If you want to hear some of Luke's music, you can find all of his work and MORE on his website, here! https://www.lukecombs.com/ If you haven't yet, please rate and subscribe to the show to hear more! And if you have suggestions/recommendations for the show, send us your ideas in a video format - we might just choose yours! Email us at couplethingspod@gmail.com. We are supported by the following AMAZING companies! Make sure to check them out using our special code & link below! Best Fiends! Download Best Fiends FREE on the Apple App Store or Google Play! Betterhelp! Our listeners get 10% off your first month at https://www.betterhelp.com/eastfam!

I am super excited to announce that I am partnering with Avery Hall, Owner of MINDMOVES to create a mini series within the Random Wellness Podcast called OUT LOUD! The goal of this series is to bring different perspectives to issues, themes and topics as well as have real and unfiltered conversations. Both Nicole and Avery bring different perspectives on health and wellness through their nutrition and fitness backgrounds but also through their different lived experiences. During this first episode, learn more about how "Out Loud" was born, why Avery joined forces with Nicole and then Nicole and Avery ask each other rapid fire questions so you can learn more about the each of us! Want to submit questions or themes for the podcast? Email info@simplynicnutrition.com or send Avery a message through instagram @_mindmoves_ or Nicole through instagram at @simplynicnutrition All music is by: Joakim Karud

In this episode we talk about Evidence Based Birth (EBB) with Dr. Rebecca Dekker, the founder of EBB. EBB is an incredible resource for providers and expecting parents to get methodologically sound literature reviews on birth topics including, but not limited to, vitamin K, eye ointment, eating during labor, due dates, PROM, large babies, and due dates. Both Nicole and Stephanie have used this evidence during their pregnancies and highly recommend this as a must-have for anyone providing care to expectant parents or parents themselves. The post EP 29: Evidence Based Birth with Dr. Rebecca Dekker appeared first on Woman Centered Health.

In this second episode, the Red X Podcast reviews how Congress is making it illegal for internet providers to advertise sex for children online. Also Nacole, the mother of a survivor of sex trafficking and advocate who is featured in the I Am Jane Doe documentary, is interviewed about her fight in bringing down Backpage.com. The Red X Podcast is designed to take the immense issue of human trafficking and help break it into smaller pieces so that the listener is empowered to take action at a local level.   Nicole, the host of the Red X Podcast, introduces friend and fellow advocate, Brooke Burris. Brooke is an attorney who represents the Lynch Foundation for Children, which supports efforts to prevent children becoming trafficking victims. Brooke is a former Miss South Carolina and has worked with private investigators to rescue runaway youth through Saved in America.     Nicole talks about juggling four children with advocacy work and producer of the Red X Podcast and Mayor Lance Olive shares how he got to use the sidewalk sucker to repair Apex’s sidewalks.   Both Nicole and Lance are planning on attending the Peak City Film Festival in which the family film Unbridled was featured. Unbridled was filmed in Apex and presents the story of a young girl who becomes a trafficking victim and finds restoration through her therapy through training an abused horse. The story is based on the work of equine therapy center, Corral which pairs girls who have experienced trauma with abused horses.     Nicole Bernard reports on Congress’s review of the 1996 Communications Decency Act (CDA), which has not been amended since its conception. The CDA was originally enacted when the internet was in its infancy and was meant to protect internet sites from being held liable for content advertised by a third party. As an example, ebay cannot be sued for a person selling a fake baseball card. Although the Act is intended to promote internet economy, at the time that it was written, sex trafficking did not even have a legal definition in the United States. The Act was never intended to allow for internet hosting sites such as craigslist or backpage.com to be allowed to advertise the sell of children for sex. Unfortunately, Section 230 of the Communication Decency Act has supported just that and in spite of valiant efforts and lawsuits to bring it down, backpage.com remains immutable so long as Section 230 is not amended. In 2010, the annual revenue of backpage.com grossed $29 million. By 2014, it burgeoned to $134 million. One estimate found that 80% of sex crimes are advertised on backpage.com. And although major tech companies initially stood with Backpage against advocates who demanded it be taken down, companies like Google and Facebook have now reversed their stance and support the amendment of Section 230 by enacting the Stop Enabling Sex Trafficking Act (SESTA). In North Carolina, both senators have backed SESTA. Find your legislator and ask them to support SESTA.   The Red X Podcast welcomed guest, Nacole, the mother from the I Am Jane Doe documentary. Nacole’s daughter, J. S., was trafficked when she was 15 through Backpage.com and now Nacole has been an advocate for SESTA and preventing child sex trafficking.   Nacole says that J.S. was dealing with some transitions in HS when her older brother left for an Ivey League college in New York. J. S. was active in soccer, wrestled, and was an all star violinist. She was also an honor student. One day she wrote a letter to her family saying she was leaving home. J. S. found herself 30 miles away from her home in a teen homeless shelter. A 22 year old woman who was working for a pimp recruited her to be a part of the sex trade. J.S. then found herself in the hands of a 32 year old trafficker. She was raped and sold on the streets of Seattle After ten days she was able to escape and returned home. Was able to escape. Her parents took her to the hospital but were not given resources to help explain the trauma she had experienced.   At home, J.S. became withdrawn and angry. She left school and became homeschooled. Everything that she took excitement in was gone. Nacole said they later realized that her trafficker had given J. S. a phone and she was still in contact with him. Although her family had surrounded her with love and prayer, they underestimated how traumatized she was and without proper treatment, J.S. returned to her trafficking situation. She didn’t even consider herself a victim until five years after being trafficked. J.S. was sold on Backpage.com. Nacole says you can actually purchase a pizza to be delivered as fast as you can order a child to be delivered to your door for sex, regardless of whether or not you are in the city or the country. The youngest victim advertised on the website was nine. Nacole says she was one of the lucky families. Homicide is the number one leading causes of deaths of people who are trafficked. families is one of the fortunate families. Nacole insists that the way to end trafficking is to start educating people about how to treat each other. Do we want to be a society that allows the sale of children for sex? All of us must recognize that if we have a minor in our home, we also have a potential trafficking victim. Get started by asking your local government what they are doing to combat and prevent trafficking. You can also look up your state’s report card given by Shared Hope International for its effectiveness in combatting sex trafficking of minors. You can also show the film I Am Little Red to your 10-14 year old to help educate them about the dangers of sex trafficking.

Both Nicole & Samantha has dealt and overcome some serious overwhelm in the last year. They are sharing some stories, tips, tricks and advice on how to deal and overcome this for yourself and also recognizing how overwhelm may show up for you! Grab your coffee and let's get you dealing with the everyday overwhelm head on today!

Nicole Welch is the show host for Real Time: Real Men Only and talks specifically to men who want to build powerful, influential, and sustainable relationships in both their personal or business life. In this Nicole Welch interview, she sits down with Harry on Podcast Junkies to talk about tapping into your true inner calling and finding your identity in this world. Harry met Nicole at the Podcast Movement and both of them loved each other’s vibe. Sit down and learn with both Harry and Nicole today on Podcast Junkies! Show Highlights 07:40 – Nicole talks a little bit about her move to Honduras and the various gang members she helped. 12:15 – Both Nicole and Harry share their machete stories. 19:00 – Nicole tries to showcase the heroes on her shows. Guys like Harry who cleans up the kitchen before he podcasts. Show the guy that’s hustling and balancing all aspects of his life. 22:20 – Open communication is so important for a couple, especially if you’re an entrepreneur and are always busy. 28:45 – You need to know who you are, so that people can get this fresh perspective from you. Don’t follow the trend and be yourself. 35:00 – Nicole believes that everyone has a calling, but most people truly don’t know what they want. They don’t sit down, take time for themselves, and ask the important questions to help them get there. 40:00 – In order to have an adventurous life, you need to have the good, the bad, the painful, and take risks. There’s always a bigger picture, but you can’t get there if you don’t experience this range of emotion. 47:25 – Nicole loves studying people. She loves to watch Tony Robbins in particular and how he is able to interact with a crowd. 50:52 – Life’s too short to worry about what people think of you.   FULL SHOW NOTES: http://www.podcastjunkies.com/25★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★