A Long Time from Home Ch. 01

My eyes glanced at her voluptuous body. Long powerful legs, wide hips, well-muscled upper body and the hint of a slim waist as well as a set of nicely sized breasts beneath the shirt. Despite having no visible scars and a close to perfect skin, her body reminded me of a female gladiator, and she was clearly an athlete of some kind. When my gaze reached her face, I discovered she was looking at me and smiled to show I liked what I saw.

To my relief, she returned the smile as she lifted the other kid.

Carrying a child each, we walked out of the living room, up some stairs, through a corridor and finally into a bedchamber with two large beds. Alice placed the children, tugged them in and we stalked out of the room again.

"Hmm, I think I will make some tea." She said when we arrived downstairs. "Would you like a cup of tea as well?"

"Yes, but first please tell me where the toilet is."

Smiling, she pointed at a door. "In there. The light is on the right side of the door."

Nodding my thanks, I went to the toilet.

When I came back, I was troubled to say the least. Not only had I seen myself in a mirror and I looked terrible, but the toilet had been fit for a king, filled with silvery metal and valves that took me quite a while to figure out how to use. I haven't seen anything that advanced since I visited Heron in Alexandria and that's saying a lot.

However, since there were no bodyguards around and the women were alone, they were clearly not royals or nobles, which meant the toilet was most likely normal for this culture. Another indication that I had been in a trance for a long period of time.

"You look worried."

"I am." I answered and looked up. She was sitting a chair and there were two steaming cups of tea on the table in front of her. "I seem to have forgotten a lot. Could you tell me what year we're in?"

She looked at me with disbelief painted at her face, but finally managed to say. "We're in 2000."

For a moment, I was sure my expression matched hers in terms of sheer disbelief.

I still couldn't remember exactly what happened before I went into the trance, but I had a vague memory of Commodus being emperor during that time and he became emperor in 933. Thus, if they still used the Roman calendar, I had been in a trance for more than a thousand years!

I could feel the room starting to spin and simply sat down on the floor.

There simply had to be some sort of misunderstanding here. Perhaps the dating system had changed or...

I suddenly felt Alice's arms around me. I guessed it was some sort of female instinct that made her do it and I know for sure my male instincts reacted immediately to the feeling of a well-shaped feminine body against my skin. At least the sensation of soft and yet firm breasts against me made me forget about the length of the trance.

On the other hand, I was also aware that she had absolutely no reason to trust me, and she showed no signs of being sexual aroused. Twisting my torso, I put my arms around her and hugged her back. She stiffened, but when I kept hugging her without doing anything else, her body started to relax.

She smelled absolutely wonderful, and I inhaled the mixed scent of clean skin, newly washed hair and a touch of perfume. Moving my hands slowly, I started to caress her back, while I focused my mind on detecting how her mind and body was reacting.

There was a feeling of contentment and the trust I had projected into her was still there, so I projected lust into her as I continued to caress her back without moving my hands to other parts of her body.

My fingers danced lightly from one side of her back to the other, causing her to shiver slightly and out of the corner of my eye, I could see her smile faintly and bite her lips as lust raged in her.

I lifted my head and looked into her pale blue eyes.

Neither of us said anything, but a moment later, she leaned a bit forward and kissed me.

I returned the kiss, following her lead just in case kissing had changed over the years, but I hadn't needed to worry: It was exactly the same and as good as always.

At first, I just enjoyed kissing her, the feeling of her soft lips against mine, but as the kiss lingered on, her lips became more demanding and her hug stronger.

Our hands started to wander on each other's bodies, and I let my hands drift to her bare legs, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin under my fingertips and against my palm.

Finally, we broke off kissing and she looked at me with a smile and a sparkle in the eyes as she took some deep breaths.

I smiled back and moved my hand from near her knee, sliding it along the leg, over the hips, up the side and over her shoulder, until it was against her neck.

"Uhh." She whispered with a shiver.

Taking hold of her neck, I turned her head slightly and leaned in to kiss her earlobes.

She sighed happily and turned her head even more to give a better access and I let my lips wander down her neck, nipping the skin with my lips and softly licking the same spot, before repeating the process a bit further down.

I felt a tug when she removed my towel and then it was my turn to shiver as her fingers lightly touched the top of my dick, before travelling down along the shaft to the balls where the touch turned into a caress. The woman clearly knew what she was doing.

Inhaling sharply as waves of pleasure ran through me, I removed my head from her neck and kissed her instead. Our tongues connected and soon they were twirling in a wild dance.

That got her even more exited and moving her hand, she took a firm grip of my cock and started to stroke it slowly.

I leaned against her body and used the hand on her neck to guide her backwards until she lay on her back on the carpet, with me on my side next to her, resting on my left elbow and forearm. All the while, our lips never parted, and she didn't stop playing with my cock. I slipped my hand under her shirt and started to caress her chest and stomach, avoiding any contact with her breasts.

Frustration started to build in her mind, but also excitement as she expected me to start touching her breasts, which she clearly was looking forward to.

I didn't touch them right away. Instead, I moved my hand to her legs again and tenderly pinched the skin on her thighs, from the edge of her shorts to her knee, which was as far as I could reach in that position.

She moaned and kissed me a bit harder when I repeated the process on the other leg, until I reached the edge of her shorts again. Skipping over the shorts, I moved to the skin on her stomach and started working my way upwards, tenderly pinching every inch of skin and using the movement to push her shirt up at the same time.

Alice grunted with frustration when I avoided the breasts again and went between and around them, until I reached her collarbone, but the grunt turned into moans, when I slid my hand over the nearest breast. From looking at her, I had judged her well-shaped breasts to be slightly larger than average and they were... With the notable difference that they were slightly larger than average for her height, making them a lot bigger than average in reality.

Cupping it gently, I moved the thumb in a circle around the nipple.

Her moans turned into a whimper and her whole body quivered with anticipation, as she let go of my dick and pushed my head away from her lips long enough to say "Bed!"

I couldn't agree more and as we got on our feet, I bend in the knees, picked her up and carried her down the stairs and placed her on the bed I had been sleeping in.

For some reason, she looked pleasantly surprised, so I gave her a kiss and walked over to close the door.

When I turned around, she had already removed her shirt and before I reached the bed again, she was completely naked.

I stopped a few feet away to admire her body, with its smooth tanned skin, gracious curves and the tan-lines that looked like somebody had painted on her skin in a lighter colour.

Apparently, the ancient custom of removing hair from the genitals had preserved, because aside from a small strip of hair, she was as clean-shaven as an Egyptian.

Turning around in the bed to lay on her stomach, she reached out, took a hold of my dick and guided me closer to her until my dick was right in front of her face.

She started stroking me and at the same time playfully rubbed my cock against her face and across her lips. I groaned when she opened her mouth and extended her tongue, licking my entire length.

Her hand was still stroking me gently, when she began licking the head. She licked all around the crown, her tongue gentle one moment, flicking out against me the next. She'd kiss the head a couple of times, then run her tongue all around me, her hand slowly stroking. She was driving me crazy.

Reaching down I started to caress her back, working my way down towards her well-shaped butt and its tempting firm buttocks, but I had to give up before I reached my goal. Her body was simply too long for me to be able to reach her butt from this position without tipping over and I settled on caressing her shoulder area.

Alice did a circular move with her tongue that sent shivers through my body and followed up by letting her lips slide down over the head, taking more and more of me into her mouth, while using her tongue on the underside and stroking me with her hand at the same time. Fortunately, she kept the pace low, because otherwise I would have come within a few minutes, but as it were, it felt fantastic and I just stood there, enjoying it.

After a while, I decided to return the favour and slowly edged onto the bed. If I could, I would had jumped there, but Alice didn't let go of my dick when I moved. She simply turned with me, keeping my dick in her mouth and stroking me at the same time.

Finally, we were positioned so I could reach her.

I parted her legs and moved between them, kissing the soft insides of her thighs. Her sucking motion increased when my tongue brushed across her shaved pussy and I sneaked an arm around her, so I could caress her butt, as I sucked on her lips, pulling them out, separating them with my tongue. Then I moved my tongue up between them, found her love-pearl and gently sucked the sensitive nerve cluster into my mouth, letting my tongue brush over it a few times.

She stopped moving her head and moaned, while using her tongue on the head.

I spent some time happily nibbling her love-pearl, sucking on her, licking her, while she sucked me off in a steady rhythm.

Her buttocks felt wonderfully firm and soft at the same time under my hand, but I slid my hand further down and slipped a finger into her, feeling her excitement build. The sweetest sounds of pleasure came from her and I enjoyed every sigh, moan, squeal and whimper I heard.

She was getting close, so I moved my tongue from her love-pearl to her inner thighs and slipped another finger into her. That way she could come without making her love-pearl too sensitive for what I had in mind.

I upped the pace of the fingers and she shivered, as she stopped pleasuring me and rested her head against my thigh instead. Then she gave a muffled squeal when the muscles inside her pussy contracted in an orgasm.

I held her tight as she came and moved my fingers slowly, while she slowly came down from the ecstasy.

She said something in a language I didn't understand, but from the tone of her voice, it was a happy comment.

She took me into her mouth again and there was nothing slow about it this time, as she built up a fast rhythm that sent waves of pleasure up and down my spine.

I repaid that by moving my mouth and tongue back to her love-pearl and started to lick it in an ever-increasing tempo.

We moaned together as the pleasure built.

I removed my fingers from her soaking wet pussy and replaced them with two fingers from the other hand.

Alice sighed happily around my dick when the fingers slid inside her and worked their way to the nerve centre on the inside of the pubic bone.

I placed a slick, wet finger on her anus and started drawing small circles, while I did the same on her love-pearl with my tongue.

At first, she stiffened a bit, but then moaned even louder than before.

I upped the pace, synchronizing it with her moans.

She started shivering and I started poking her anus with the tip of my finger in the same rhythm as the licking and fingering, going a little bit deeper each time.

It was as if a floodgate was slowly being opened. Her pussy became more and more wet and she shivered and moaned.

My fingers inside her stopped sliding back and forth, as I massaged the pubic nerve centre with the tips of two fingers.

She almost melted into the bed. Her body was totally relaxed, and she stopped pleasuring me, as she pressed her head against my thigh again.

Judging it was about time to give her a big orgasm, I suddenly changed the tempo again, going a lot less gentle than I had been so far.

I kept playing with her anus without going deeper, but the fingers on my other hand was pushing, pumping, twisting inside of her pussy, making sure to hit the nerve centre in almost every move. I felt the trembling start, then uncontrollable quivering. Her legs stiffened, muscles rock hard and then she hid her head in the bed to muffle the sound when she softly cried out in an orgasm.

She was gasping, her entire body twisting, and I could feel the muscles in her pussy trembling around my fingers.

Since she hadn't tried to move away from me, I decided to try again and pushed my fingers as deep into her as they could go.

Grabbing my leg, she came again.

Continuing with the fingers, I added my tongue to her love-pearl, and she came yet again, but this time her arms were flailing around, and she clamped her legs together to stop me from doing more.

Gently I removed my fingers from her dripping wet pussy and turned around.

Her eyes were slightly out of focus, when she looked at me with a big smile and gave me a hug, mumbling something I didn't understand, before pushing me slightly over on my back.

Then she placed her head on my shoulder, a leg over mine and promptly fell asleep.

I still haven't come, but I resisted the urge to wake her up and relaxed for a while, enjoying the feeling of positive energy surging into me, chasing the tiredness away, as well as the feeling of Alice's gorgeous body draped halfway over mine.

She looked completely relaxed, which suited me perfectly.

Placing a hand on her head, I closed my eyes and used a mental trick to enter her mind. Then I started to absorb knowledge.

Not knowledge about her - personal memories are usually extremely well protected by the mind's natural defence - but knowledge about the world in general.

To start with, it would only be a superficial knowledge, but it was a start and vastly better than the total ignorance, I was operating in now. At least I wouldn't look like a total idiot.

I wished the same trick could be used to learn a craft or a specific skill, since that would have made my life a lot easier, but it can't since that type of learning is a personal experience, involving a lot more than just memory.

Images and concepts started to flash through my mind in an incredible speed.

Some of the concepts were fairly logical and simple, but many of them were so complex they resembled magic. Like the flying machines or the self-propelled wagons called cars.

I didn't even try to understand them and left it to my own subconscious mind to handle the load of information. Understanding would come later.

Time passed as I absorbed knowledge, but eventually I had to stop.

Ars Mentalis is powered by mental energy and I had used almost all the mental energy I had. Not to mention that the many strange concepts had given me a splitting headache.

Therefore, I gently withdrew from Alice's mind and relaxed for a while before I started on the next mental trick: I connected the word in the languages I knew, with the corresponding words, objects, meanings and concepts I had gotten from Alice.

It's a quick way to learn the basics of a language and I don't think I have ever been in a culture more than a week before I could talk their language. A huge advantage when you travel as much as I had done.

Suddenly I stopped when one piece of information made my head spin: According to her knowledge, Mount Vesuvius had erupted in year 79, destroying the cities of Pompeii and Herculaneum among others. However, I remembered it quite clearly as happening in year 982, since I was living in Herculaneum at the time and the eruption destroyed my beautiful house and nearly killed me.

There had indeed been a change in the dating system and that meant that I had been in a trance for a lot longer that I had originally thought. Almost two thousand years!

For a while, I lay there, starring at the ceiling, but eventually I got myself together. It didn't really matter if I had been in a trance for one or two thousand years. What mattered was that I needed to learn more about this 'modern world'.

With a sigh, I started to connect things again, but it didn't take long before I had to stop once more, as a familiar name showed up.

Atlantis: The name Plato had coined for my homeland. Most likely due to the fact, that it had been located in the Atlantic Ocean.

Of course, since he was operating on ancient history and rumours, Plato got many things wrong, including the name: Atlantis was the Greek name for our island kingdom, but to us it was Baylon. He had also tried to connect our island with Greek mythology, which was plain wrong, but at least it was nice to know they didn't forget us.

I delved a bit into this and to my astonishment, Atlantis was a well-known name by now, while the name Baylon had been forgotten entirely.

I snorted to myself as I searched the knowledge. It seemed like people were actively trying to find where the island had been located and most people seemed to think that some of the island colonies, like Thera or Crete, were Atlantis/Baylon.

"Just give up." I mumbled to myself. Baylon or Atlantis had disappeared from this world a long time ago and was impossible to find.

The thought of my lost home made me somewhat sad, so I pushed the thoughts away and went back to concentrate on learning the language.

Though my body felt better after having absorbed the positive energy from Alice's orgasms, mentally it was exhausting work and when I was done, I fell asleep.