"So, what's going on?" Amy asked. She was a bit disheveled from the night before, but still managed to look sexy eating a banana. Actually, Tascha thought the fact that Amy's hair was messed up and matted with cum made her look sexier eating that banana.
"Tascha and Don are looking for a way out of the Manor," Shelonda explained. She was sitting cross-legged on the mattress of the alcove eating an apple. Everyone had lost their costumes during the play of the night before, but Shelonda was still wearing her little black mask.
"Why?" Amy wanted to know.
"They're trying to find people they miss," Shelonda answered.
"Huh," Amy shrugged. "Why aren't they here?"
"Well, that's a good question," Don said.
"As good as why are any of us here," Nicole nodded, "right, Professor?"
Tascha was feeling a bit impatient. Although she had had an enormous amount of very satisfying sex the night before, she knew that sooner or later, and probably sooner, the XYZ they were drinking and eating with their fruit, would have them all writhing together again.
Mmm, writhing together
, she mused. Catching herself, she said, "Maybe we should all go to the baths, and then see if Don can actually find the way out."
"No pressure, eh?" Don laughed as he got up off the mattress.
"None at all, stud," Tascha said as she followed him. Catching up to him, she gave his naked butt a playful swat. She then had to run across the ballroom and up the stairs to avoid his reprisal. By the time the other three women caught up to them, Tascha and Don were splashing and playing in the big bathing pool. "See, I was worried about this," Tascha laughed as she caught hold of Don's hard-on underneath the water and gave it a tug.
"You started it," he smiled, and pulled her in for a long kiss. Tascha noticed she was pulling and stroking his cock as she returned his kiss.
"Goddamn it," she said under her breath, though she knew she was smiling. Don lifted her up in the water, and she wrapped her legs around him. Then he was inside her. Tascha put her arms around his neck and let him raise and lower her on him, letting him do all the work for now. It felt good to have him moving inside her. More than that, though, it felt good to have
him
inside her and with her.
She kissed him again, and began to work with him, flexing her muscles to press herself against his body in just the right, so very exquisite, ways. She thought about how these days and nights in the Manor had been a blur of manic sexual over-indulgence, and the fact that through it all there had been Don, steady and constant in his love and support. Yes, they had both been having lots and lots of sex with lots and lots of people, but sexual monogamy had never been a priority for either of them even in the "real" world. What mattered to her, and she knew to him as well, was the emotional bond, and Tascha felt that he had shown unfaltering commitment and love for her over the years, and even more particularly in the last four days. The only thing that had kept them apart before the Manor had been the fact that she had not found him sexually attractive, and that was certainly no longer the case. There were also external considerations -- the circumstances of their lives out in that other world -- and those would have to be dealt with, but for now... for now... Tascha pulled in with her legs and arms, holding Don to her tightly as a long, low and rising orgasm washed over her. He held her in his arms as the trembling slowly dissipated, and then brushed the hair out of her face and kissed her tenderly.
Tascha smiled at him, and disentangled herself. Pulling off his erection, she asked, "Oh, did you?"
Don just smiled a bit and said, "There will plenty of time for that later."
Tascha noticed that Shelonda, Nicole and Amy were playfully washing each other. The scene would have made an excellent soft core porn movie.
Well, soft core for the moment
, she smiled to herself. She turned to Don, who had just picked up a bottle of SHAMPOO, and asked, "Are we taking them with us?"
"Dunk yourself under," he said. When she came back up, he began to wash her hair. "It's kind of up to them, isn't it?"
"Well, certainly for Nicole, but what about the others. Shelonda's got a crush on at least one of us, and I'm not sure we're doing the right thing by taking her out of this safe environment."
