1. Hot Box Chapter 3, The Lost City


    Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Romance, Author: 1MTNMN45, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    with no prospect of help if anything did happen. The passage was a rectangle lying on its long side, and it was full of old and fresh spider webs as well as places where the roots grew in from the ceiling. With only one direction to go, we proceeded in as the torchlight pierced through the darkness that had remained undisturbed for centuries. The smooth granite stones barely reflected back any light at all as we slowly worked our way back into the unknown of our discovery. “I don’t see any engravings on any of the walls,” Mandy said as she clicked on her flashlight and looked in the most likely places to find some carved relief. “Just think,” I said as I led the way with Mandy directly behind me, “A whole civilization used to live here. I wonder how many thousands of people have already been right here.” “The research seems to indicate that this was a city of some fifteen thousand,” Mandy replied. “I know that,” I said as I stopped and turned to face her. “I was just thinking about how many of them would have been in here on any given day.” “We won’t know till we find out what this leads to,” she responded. The passage led us quite a long way back into the depths of the big structure with several passages leading off to either side via a series of 4 way intersections. By my estimate we were a good 80 yards from where the outer edges sloped upward from our position on the ground. I was just beginning to second guess having gone in so far when we came to the end of the ...
    tunnel. It was nothing grandiose it was just a large square room. In the center of the room atop a large stone platform was a big stone chair with ornate engravings all over it. There was nothing to indicate what the chair was for or why it was here; the engravings appeared to be only ornamental. But the really weird thing about it was that it faced away from the passage that had brought us in here. In fact, it faced the blank wall at the back of the room. Looking at the stone seat it was obvious that this was the place for someone of importance. The sheer size of it and its decorative beauty made it the obvious center of attention in the room. It more resembled a thrown rather than a simple seat. “Look at this,” I said as I leaned down with my torch to give the seat a closer inspection. In the center of the seat bottom was a small circle with a slot cut in it that was about as wide as the thickness of a quarter. A single line started from one point on the circle and traced out the outline of someone sitting in the chair, notably marking the buttocks and thighs with the circle remaining directly under the crotch. Other than that the seat bottom was completely smooth with only a small engraved boarder around the edges. “What do you make of that?” I said as I ran my fingers over the small slit in the stone seat. “Not a clue,” Mandy replied as her hand joined mine to move the dust out of the way, revealing a little more of the detail of the engraving in the stone. “You know what that ...
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