Fury of the storm...

[Guest]

Lydia Chase

The maid totally blew me away, I hadn't met her yet but she looked like she knew what she was doing. My eyes bounced from her to Josh. I slightly smiled at him, and then when he said he was my cousin all I could do was stare, my mouth hung open.
Playfully, with a cute grin he closed my mouth and nodded.


"I'm a smartass too... it must be a family trait” He said sheepishly.

That’s when I laughed, I laughed almost hard enough to hurt, I couldn't help it, and he was too cute. Finally catching my breath I smiled brightly, “Well, actually, I'm adopted but I guess I was around my family so long it rubbed off on me."

I saw a light flicker in his eyes and smiled, wondering what he was thinking at that moment. I noticed Lana and the other man, Hank run off together, more or less exploring. They had the right idea; I wanted to check out the house to. Too bad, we couldn't catch up with them; it'd be nice to be around another female for a while. Most of the servants I had met here until Anya had all been men. There was nothing wrong with men, but I liked female company some times too.

I almost wished my best friend who was my roommate from the University hadn't of gone away to Europe for the summer, she would have loved this house. I turned my attention back to Josh; inwardly I frowned at his name. I had always had problems with men named Josh, but maybe I wouldn't with this one. I noticed he was still soaking wet, "Oh, you better change before you get a cold!"

I led him over to the closet where the others were finding their robes. Letting my blanket fall to the floor, I step into the huge closet, and rummage through all the robes. The cold air hitting my skin through my thin white shirt and blue jeans, made my skin tingle. I didn't notice the fact that you could see my nipples through the material as they harden to the cold air. I felt my chest tighten and looked down to see the two hard nubs pointing out, slightly blushing I hoped Josh didn't notice. I handed him the robe I picked out and smiled warmly then bent to pick my blanket back up.

"I'm not sure if that will be warm enough, this place seems to stay pretty cold, of course, the fire places aren't all going. I'm not even sure if we have electric heat here." I shivered, “I have only been here for two days actually. Your father, my Uncle sent me a letter asking me to come watch over his place while he was gone. I've never actually met him either, so we have that much in common already."

I glanced over at the maid, my eyes trailing over her strange French Maid costume, when our eyes met I smiled softly, maybe I'd get to meet her officially later and she could help me get use to this big house. Till then I'd just have to explore, not alone though that’s for sure, this place is too easy to get lost in.

 

[Mistress]

Ooops thought I was logged in! LOL!

 

[Merelan]

Anya:
I watched the others change and go off. Lydia and Josh talking quietly. they must be surprised at each other. Her eyes met mine, and I blushed. I had been staring at her tshirt. her nipples showing quite clearly.
"Mistress." To get her attention. "Mistress." She only stared blankly at me. "May I go attend to dinner? or is there something you need?" Licking my lips.

 

[Xantham]

Hank

Lana rolled away from me and got off the bed. Could I have been too forward, I couldn't see how; after all she was the one that laid on top of me, she was the one who kissed me first, she was the one who asked me what I wanted. And now I wanted her, in more than one sense. I hadn't felt this way about anyone since third grade when I had my first big crush. And I knew this was more than a crush.

"Lana," I started to say, then I saw she was dancing to some unheard music. Her body swayed and rolled and undulated like a harem girl of old. My eyes locked on her body. Slowly, sensually, she took off her costume and I felt...alive. Here was the most gorgeous woman I had ever laid my eyes on and she wanted to be with me, she wanted to dance for me, she wanted to share her body with me.

She climbed back up to me on the bed, rubbing her smooth naked skin over my silken pants. Slowly, torturingly, she slid up to lay fully on top of me once again and as she placed her lips on mine it was like a jolt of electricity that awakened me from my paralysis. I could feel her wetness through the silk as she ground herself first into my thigh, then as the pants allowed my cock freedom to gain its full length, she found purchase on it and soaked the crotch of my pants. She reached down and took one breast into her hand while her other hand slid between her legs. I watched, mesmerized while she pleasured herself. I had to join in.

I laid my hand over hers on her breasts sharing in the feeling of her warm flesh. It was like I was controlling her hand as it pleasured herself. Together we teased her nipple. It stood out from her chest and begged to be tasted. I slid down to take her lower hand in mine and help her play, while I closed my lips over her nipple and suckled like a newborn. Laying on this bed with Lana in my arms was truly like being reborn again. I wanted to experience all of her.

 

[Mistress]

Lydia Chase

I blinked and looked at her again,"Umm sure go attend dinner." I wasn't use to being served, and it was sort of strange. I wasn't sure if I wanted all of them waiting on me, I liked to do things on my own sometimes. Yet, it was not my home, I was only house sitting. As well I didn't know anything about this place yet, maybe I could get her to show me around later. Yes, thats what I'll do...

 

[Merelan]

Anya:
It was easy to see she was not used to servants, though, techniscally I was not a servant. but dressed as this that was easy to misunderstand.
'Is there anything you would like me to serve? The larder is well stocked. A favorite wine perhaps? I have the key to the cellars and Uncle... Master... keeps it well stocked." I wasn't sure what to tell them, what to admit too, what they could handle. Damn him for doing this to me.
"If there is anything you need. Please don't hesitate to ask, or ring." Pointing to the buzzer beneath the light switch. "Though we have a generator I don't think it will last much longer. Should I switch it to cover the heating, it is a bit chilled here. but that means we are down to candles, though we have plenty of those." I shivered in the chill. The first thing I was going to do was get out of this get up and into some decent clothes.

 

[indyweasel]

Josh

I was stunned as she just started laughing hysterically as I said it was a family trait. Finally after wiping a couple of tears from her eyes she looks at me ands says, " I'm adopted"

Adopted?

I'm sure my face showed some of the surprise/hope/thoughts that started screaming through my head as I realized that I wasn't actually related Lydia at all.

"Come on.. lets get you changed", snaps me out of my thoughts and I follow her into a room with a large closet in it. She drops the blanket from around her and the cold air seems to make her nipples stiffen almost immediately. I try to stare as I see them grow and push against the thin material of her t-shirt.
She comes out of the closet holding this rather full length terry navy robe and I gratefully take it from her hands. " I should be warm enough, I'm used to the cold remember?" I tug at the neck of the shirt as I pull it over the top of my head, and throw it onto the floor. I start to unbutton my jeans as I walk behind the curtain and pull my jeans and underwear off and kick them into the corner. Throwing the robe onto my shoulders and cinching it around my waist I walk around the curtain to see Anya walking up to talk to Lydia.

Listening to Anya I understood the quandary that we were in. As is my nature I just open my mouth without really thinking about who is in charge. "Why don't we go to candles then? It would give us an excuse to have a candlelight dinner." , I manage to get out of my mouth with a serious look on my face.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

OOC: I appologize for my absence. RL gets in the way of fun.

IC:

The warmth of his mouth was a sharp contrast from the cold around me and the cold of the rain outside. I could feel our hands mingle in my most private place, his hardness pushing against me. My want had become need and I rolled off him, breaking the contact of our bodies. I almost cried out at the loss of him, and I could see the look on his face. He looked almost in pain as he looked back at me.

I laid back against the pillows, my naked body quivering with my need for this man. I wanted him to come to me, but I needed to feel him next to me. His body rubbing on mine. "I want to see you, I need to feel you. Here." My hands rubbed lightly against my breasts, "and here." They moved down to the junction of my legs. They seemed to part and my hands played there, in my wetness. I found my body arching against my hands, Hank's eyes never leaving me.

It was the most erotic experiance, having Hank watch me pleasure myself, but I needed more. I needed to feel him and see him, and my eyes told him so.

 

[Merelan]

Anya:
'Candles then. In 20 minutes." Turning and leaving them. my mind warring with my feelings. He was so like his Uncle, though not as sure, and without that cruel twist at his mouth. Finishing the food preparations and laying them out buffett style. Sandwich fixings and hot tomato soup. With Brownies and rasberry cheescake for dessert. It was the best I could do in short minutes. Then lighting the chandelier and candelabras. Adding more from storage. The room now flickering with flame. Checking again to make sure the fire in the library was going, sherry and port on the sideboard. Then to my room to change. This uniform chilled me. I slipped a simple skirt and sweater on, a deep red, the only jewelry being my thin chain, his symbol of Mastery over me. A matching one on my right ankle. I had yet to earnt the third one, my left being bare. Fingering it in the mirror I remembered the day he gifted me with the first. His hands trembling, though we never mentioned it, as he fastened it in place. Explaining it's meaning. Making sure I understood. Then , sweet memory. he took me. Made love to me for the first time. Taking my virginity was his right, anything he wanted of me was his, forever. I could only hope I was pleasing him. Still idly wondering if he wasn't around watching us. Kissing my fingers, then touching the chain. Half hoping he was watching. I missed him so.

 

[Xantham]

Hank

I felt the cool air in the room as Lana rolled to the side. I wanted nothing more to leap after her and pin her to the bed with my body, but I held off for a moment to see what Lana wanted. I gazed fully over her body, marking each perfect breast, the valley between her legs, and her trim legs. I also marked the imperfections, the mole on her hip, the birthmark on her inner thigh, the slight scar just beneath her rib cage, I wanted them as well. I wanted all of her.

She caught my gaze and looked deep into my eyes. Her hands pleasuring herself, as she called out to me, "I want to see you, I need to feel you. Here. And here." Her hands grew more insistent, causing her to arch her back in pleasure. I couldn't decide. It was among the most erotic sights I had ever seen. I was watching a goddess pleasure herself while thinking of me, wanting me. If I dared to take part, could I possibly measure up? The crotch of my pants was still wet with her juices and I was starting to add my own to the mix, so I decided to just take them off.

I got up to my knees whils watching Lana slide her hands down her body and I slowly pulled my waistband carefully down. I could see Lana's eyes shift as the iridescent green slowly gave way to pink and other darker shades of red. I laid back to pull the pants the rest of the way off. I was now open to the world, and more importantly, open to Lana. The fire in her eyes was too much for me and I knew I needed to have her. I took one breast in my mouth and circled the nipple with my tongue. My other hand went to the wetness between her legs. Using three fingers, I rubbed down the length of her passage, starting in the light hair at the top of her legs and sliding until my hand was trapped between the bed and her tight bottom. Then I travelled up again, pausing only briefly to lightly flick her button as I passed.

It felt like hours had passed, but I knew it was only seconds as I pulled myself off her breast so I could kiss her and whisper into her ear, "Lana, I cannot hold myself back long. I want you with every fiber of my being."

 

[LittleRedDevil]

His words sent chills racing down my spine and I pulled his lips to mine, unable to voice how I felt about him. His body set me on fire and I needed him like I needed air.

I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him to me, rubbing against his nakedness like a cat. I made a sound deep in my throat, and it almost sounded like a purr. My tongue darted in and out of his mouth, moving and twirling with his like they were performing a dance. "I need you, Hank."

He entered me with a force that made my head fall back and a moan echo through the room. I had never been skin to skin with a man, and it was sheer exstacy. I had never felt anything like it in my life, and I never wanted it to end.

 

[Xantham]

Hank

It was like a dream I had once. There is a certain reality in dreams that you can believe while you are in them. The senses are heightened and you are able to feel things in ways you can't possibly do when you are awake. Well, that used to be true.

When Lana pulled me to her, my senses exploded into chaos, that most wonderful chaos, when everything around you is a riot of sound and sight and smell, but you stand in the calm in the middle.

Lana was ready for me and I was ready for her as I slid inside in one slow thrust. I knew I could not last long, the sensations were too much. I planted kisses all over Lana's face as I quickly picked up my rhythm. Lana drew her breath in shorter gasps and began to buck underneath me as I caressed her breasts and worked her hardened nipples under my thumbs. Her muscles contracted as she gripped me tight inside her, and I exploded repeating the mantra, "Never so good...never so good."

I collapsed in Lana's arms, breathing heavily. I drank in the sight of Lana's smiling face as I kissed her tenderly on the lips. "I'm sorry that was so quick," I said. "Just give me a moment and with your sweet body next to mine, I will be ready for a second round...and then a third..." Even as I said these words, I could feel a stirring within me.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I should have been exhausted. My climax one of the best I've ever had, but I was suddenly full of restless energy to burn. I couldn't just lay here, not when I wanted to explore the rest of the house, and explore Hank in every one of them.

I leaned over him, my tongue snaking out to lick his ear, my soft words playing over him, "I have a better idea. Let's look at more of the house. I want to have you in each one of them."

I moved off the bed, glancing back to see a wicked smile on his face at my idea. "You're on."

I wrapped the silk robe around me, a little sorrowful at the loose of such freedom. Hank pulled on his, taking my hand a bringing it to his lips, before leading me from the room and into a new adventure.

 

[Xantham]

Hank

Taking Lana's hand again in mine, I grabbed the silken pants and slid them in a pocket of the robe. Never can tell when a nice pair of pants might come in handy. I resisted the temptation to swat at Lana's pretty derriere as she was covering it with her short robe, but I did pull her close for a quick kiss before we went back out into the maze of a mansion.

I can't imagine what kind of sight we would have been had anyone seen us in the hallway. Our hair was all tousled, we'd obviously been exerting ourselves, and anyone close enough to smell us, would know what kind of exertion it had been.

"What's your favorite number?" I say, giddy with the excitement of exploring the house sexually.

"Four."

"Okay, then, let's enter the fourth door!" We counted as we passed down the hall, "One...Two...Three.." The hall turned. "Four!" We shouted together.

I pulled the door open, prepared for anything--except a closet. But it was a big closet, smelling heavily of mothballs and that wood that people use in storage closets. The closet was filled with furs, the three walls each had a rod holding more than a dozen. There were low benches around the walls that had hatboxes on them, and in total the room was at least 10 ft. square.

I turned to Lana, "Umm, so much for lucky number..." The last part of the sentence was lost as Lana pulled me into the closet and shut the door behind us.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

The darkness surrounded us as I closed the door, "Haven't you ever played seven minutes in heaven?"

I pushed him down on to an empty bench sliding his robe open as I slid onto his lap straddling him. My robe seemed to open all by itself, with a little help from Hank's hands. The playful moment I had felt was over, and I could feel him hard and ready against me. Our lips met and he slid into me. The electricity between us was amazing as I rode him. Everything around me seemed to disappear, even the fact that we were in a closet. It was just me and Hank.

My head fell back as I moved faster, I had never before felt the feelings building up inside me, it was primative, different from before. It was need, pure sexual energy. I moaned as I felt my release approach. I dropped my head onto his neck, needing the support of him, I moved on him harder, taking all that I could. I even bit his shoulder in my extacy. The world seemed to spin around me, and I moved with him and against him, feeling the heat and friction of our bodies. I was in heaven.

 

[Xantham]

Hank

Her silken skin rubbed against my chest causing little prickles of electricity to run straight to my brain. I held onto the sensuous curves of her backside and helped her rock up and down.

The sensations were a whole new experience to me. In the complete dark of the closet, I couldn't see Lana, but I could hear her mewlings of pleasure as we neared mutual orgasm. The smells in the closet assualted my nose. The smell of Lana was mixed with cedar and mothballs and the combination was powerful. It took me back to childhood explorations in my grandmother's house. But those explorations were never like this.

Our speed built up and Lana began writhing on my lap, even biting my shoulder once in her ecstasy. I felt her need and wanted to fulfill it. I tried to drive myself into her farther than I had ever before, I wanted to be deep inside her for the explosion.

I could feel the sensations start inside Lana as her orgasm overtook her. The increased grip was all I needed to carry me over the edge as well. Lana momentarily collapsed in my arms, still impaled, as we came down from our mutual high. I kissed Lana tenderly on the lips and whispered in her ear, "Seven minutes of heaven is a pale term compared to being here with you."