The Chardon Chronicles: Season One -- The Harvest Festival (40 page)

Morgan was waiting for him by his locker.
“
Who
was that? I saw it from the window.”

Steve said, “She said she was my cousin from
the old country. Demetria.” he breathed. “Wow. This day is going to
be
so
slooow. I got her number.”

Morgan nodded, “Why don’t we get out of here
early?”

Steve thought about it a moment, “yeah, why
not?”

“Why not now?” Morgan added.

Steve laughed, “Hell yeah.”

They rode away from the building on their
bikes. Steve whooped as they went out of sight of the school. “What
a great feeling!” he said.

Morgan added, “I know, right? Freedom of the
open road.” he laughed as they rolled along the sidewalk.

They made their way to Steve’s house. Steve
said, “Dude, let’s have drinks, then I’ll call her.”

“Whiskey?” Morgan asked.

“It’s like 7:55AM” Steve laughed.

“So?”

“Right, right, right.” Steve poured a couple
of shots into ice filled tumblers. They went out on the patio.

They sipped their drinks and relaxed in the
sunlight. “Are you going to call that girl?” Morgan asked.

“Hell yeah! Be patient, dude.” Steve
said.

“Why not now?” Morgan asked.

Steve nodded. He called the number. A woman
with a spanish accent answered. “Is this Meester Stefan?”

“Uh yes, it is.” Steve said.

“What is your address?”

“Uhhh. Why? Is this Demetria’s phone
number?”

“Yes. She said you might be confused. She’ll
send a car for you.”

“A car?” Steve asked. Steve looked at Morgan,
“Oh and a friend is here, too.”

“That should be fine. Address?” she asked
curtly.

Steve read the address. She repeated it.
“Thank you, Stefan. The driver will be there shortly. Both you and
your friend, please be fully showered and completely clean. I mean
every square inch.”

Steve answered, “Uh, OK I guess.” He hung
up.

“Well?!” Morgan asked.

“Come on! Hurry up.” Steve stood up and
gestured to Morgan. “You go in there.” he pointed at the guest
bathroom. “Shower and scrub your ass and balls.” he laughed and
trotted up the stairs. Morgan shrugged and went into the
shower.

A black livery car honked the horn. Steve and
Morgan hurried outside. Both of their faces were rosy from
scrubbing. The driver was a tall broad shouldered man. He addressed
them, “Gentlemen, please enjoy the ride.” he pointed into the back
seat.

“Um, thanks.” Steve said. He slid onto the
leather. The car was brand new. “New car smell.” he said to Morgan.
They were both vaguely tense.

Morgan said, “Dude, my life has been so
crazy, lately.”

Steve nodded, “No doubt. I guess this is my
walk onto the wild side.”

They drove to Demetria’s palace. The
motorcycle was parked in the driveway. The driver stopped in front
of the walkway. Morgan started to open the door. Steve grabbed his
arm, “Dude, wait for him.”

The driver walked around to their side and
opened the door and stood rigidly at attention. Morgan stepped out
and Steve followed him. They nodded thanks at the driver, but he
was like a palace guard and stood impassively until they were at
the front door, then he drove away.

A thirtyish year old woman opened the door.
She wore a gray top and a gray pleated skirt and black shoes. She
looked Latin and had jet black hair that was pulled back in the
clean arc of a pony tail that was held in a silver clasp.

She announced, “Meester Steven and
Friend.”

Demetria padded down a flight of marble
stairs. She was only wearing a short floral print silk kimono that
was open in the front.

Steven waved to her. She smiled coyly. The
boys were both completely off balance, but did a noble job keeping
some sense of composure.

“Oooh, a friend! Nice.” Demetria said. She
put her hand on the maid’s arm. “Turn around.” she said firmly. The
woman turned around and faced away from the boys. “I’m going to
show you something.” she said to Steve and Morgan.

Steve nodded and Morgan shrugged slightly.
Demetria lifted the maid’s skirt and revealed her naked butt. It
was heart shaped, firm and jiggly. Demetria patted it and
giggled.

“That is a nice one.” Morgan said.

“I know!” Demetria said. “It’s really why I
hired her, plus she’s really good at her job.” she patted the
maid’s bare ass again. “She dresses me and undresses me and washes
me.” Demetria said.

“And I run the household.” the maid offered
over her shoulder.

“That too. Thanks Marta, you can go now.”
Demetria said.

Demetria looked them over. “I am very
pleased.” she announced. “You are both actual men.” she concluded.
She put her hand on Morgan’s shoulder and looked at his face. “This
one is very interesting. He knows things.” She put her arm around
Steve and pushed her naked body against him. “You’re very innocent,
at least for now.”

Morgan asked, “Pardon me, Demetria, but who
are you?”

“This is really intriguing.” Demetria said to
Morgan. “Look at him,” she pointed at Steve. “He is having such a
hard time concentrating, but you are all
present
.”

Steve said, “Maybe stand next to him. I think
it’s your smell.”

She laughed. “You like it, don’t you. She
shoved her hairy armpit in his nose.”

Steve breathed her smell in. “Yes, I do.”

“Somehow the body
changes
. Some people
just turn to jelly, but you are OK, Steve. You are enjoying it like
a greedy little boy enjoys cookies.” she pinched his cheek. She
walked over to Morgan and put both arms around his neck and gazed
into his eyes. She was slightly shorter than him.

Morgan looked at her face. She was extremely
beautiful. “You do smell nice.” he finally said.

She took both their hands, “Let’s go have a
steam.” she led them back through the house to a workout room with
a herringbone zig-zagged hardwood floor and several machines and
free weights. The room had a wall of windows that looked out on a
meadow. She dropped her robe, “This steam room has a window that
doesn’t fog
.” she marvelled. “You
people
. Always
making things interesting.” She went into the steam room. “The view
is nice, come on.”

Morgan and Steve looked at eachother. Steve
said, “I don’t know where this day is going, but I decided to just
go with it wherever, so…” He dropped his shirt on the floor and
stepped out of his pants into his boxers. “Here goes.” he
announced. He dropped his boxers.

Morgan nodded, and said, “OK.” He stripped
too and the boys joined Demetria in the sauna. The heat hit
them.

“Oooh the sweat! I just love it.” she ran her
hand over their chests. “Ohhh hello.” she laughed as the boys both
became aroused. “So young! I should have saved myself for you two…”
she shrugged. “Ah well.”

“Is this place all yours?” Morgan asked, “I
mean you’re our age, right?”

Demetria laughed and stood up and hopped. Her
body barely jiggled. “Isn’t this body wonderful? I think she was
17.” She asked, “What year is it?”

“2014.” Steve offered.

“So that makes
me
,” she pointed at her
chest, “Ohhh, something like 4000 years old. I don’t like using the
brain on math. I have people for that.” she said mock sternly.

Morgan looked at Steve. “Are you one of them.
An egregore?”

“See!” she looked at Steve pointed at Morgan,
“I knew it. You know some things, but not all things.” She knelt in
front of Steve and scooted him over toward Morgan. They bumped
sweaty arms.

“Wouldn’t it be so good to have a really nice
carpet in here that wouldn’t get moldy? The glass doesn’t fog, why
can’t a carpet be in here.” She picked up an evergreen bough and
dipped it in cold water. She whipped the boys across the chest.

“Owww. Watch it.” Morgan covered his
erection.

“Doesn’t it actually feel
good
.” She
said.

Steve nodded and she whipped him again. Then
she gave the bough to Steve. “Do me!” she laid down on the opposite
bench. He whipped her back and ass. “Harder!” she said. “You too!”
she pointed at Morgan. They both flailed away at her until she was
completely red and her skin was a little irritated.

She went limp. “Mmmmm. I like that
scent.”

The boys sat down again. She pressed a
buzzer. Marta brought them cold water and some champagne and
strawberries. “Can you clean this one up.” she stroked Morgan’s
pubic hair. “Maybe let him calm down a little bit. I want that seed
myself. Don’t you give it to her,” she said to him and shooed him
away.

Demetria drank some ice water. She poured the
rest of the glass on Steve’s crotch. “I like yours.” she smiled at
him and gave him a deep kiss. He responded and pulled her close.
Her breasts were sweaty and slippery on his chest. “Ah. Ah. Ah.”
she put a hand on his shoulder and backed him away. “Take your
time. You are a virgin, right?”

He nodded, “Yes.”

She laughed. “Oh, you won’t leave here a
virgin!”

He grinned. “I was hoping that would be the
case.”

“Did you know I was a princess, well am one?”
she said.

“You seem like that.” Steve said.

She eyed him, “And how would you know?” she
touched his nose. “Boop.”

“You have no boundaries at all. You showed us
the maid’s ass when we just walked in! So does she just walk around
here all day with no panties?”

She smiled slyly. “You like her too, right?”
Steve nodded. She laughed, “When I hired her, I pretended it was a
normal job, well as much as
I
could. Then the first day she
was here, the first thing I had her do was shave my pussy.”

Demetria touched herself. “She did a really
good job.” She stuck her finger in Steve’s mouth. “After that, it
was anything goes.” she laughed. “Sometimes I send her out to the
sign for packages naked. She loves it, too. I
love
her!” She
sighed.

Steve grinned, “My father gave me a talk
about women ‘like you’.”

She laughed, “Oh, did he? I wonder if it
actually might apply. What did he say?”

“I need to be aware of what my boundaries are
and not let you violate them.”

“Aha! Well, that is good advice. But…” she
smiled and let the sentence trail off.

“But what?”

“You have no idea what your boundaries are.
Let me give you some counter advice.”

“OK.”

“All
his
boundaries are completely
fake.” she took his cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue
around. Then she sat up. “Calm down! I want this first one to last.
It’s always the best,” she slapped him hard across the mouth.

“Ouch.” Steve said. He wiped his mouth. There
was blood on his fingers. She took the wounded corner of his lip
into her mouth and tasted his blood.

“Steve, I was a princess with slaves tending
to me night and day, then I was literally blown into the underworld
by a volcano, and I’ve gone back and forth dozens of times. I have
a cult that’s been around for thousands of years. Tell
that
to your father.”

“Is this real, or a dream?” he held his hand
up.

“Oh it is very real.” she smacked him with a
pine bough.

“Oww…” he nodded. “OK!”

Morgan returned with Marta. She said, “Is
good, Mizz Demetria?”

“Oh much better! On second thought, do this
one too?” She poured a pitcher of ice water on Steven’s lap. “Can
you bring a towel in here? Get naked, lady.”

Marta smiled devilishly and stepped out of
her skirt and joined them. “Sit.” she said to Steve.

“You see how she left those heels on?”
Demetria said. “She knows what I like. I bet you like it too.” she
shook Morgan’s chin in a yes motion. “You’re a virgin, too?” she
asked Morgan.

“Well, yeah.” he said. He sipped a glass of
chilled champagne. She took it and took a sip then kissed it into
his mouth.

The clippers buzzed. Marta worked on Steven
like she was trimming hedges. She was business like but careful.
Demetria said, “You’re giving us a good show Marta, but bend over
more, I don’t think Morgan can see your glorious asshole.”

When Marta was done, she rinsed Steve off
with more ice water and wiped him down with a towel.

“Alright, you two sit there, she pointed at
Steve and Morgan. They moved onto one bench. We’ll give you a
lesson.”

She spread her legs apart and gestured for
Marta to come to her. “She’s really very good at this. You can
learn from her.”

Morgan looked at Steve, “they say you’ll
always remember your first time.”

Four Years Ago

Matt’s phone rang. The caller ID was blocked
so he ignored it. A few seconds later he got an email.