Chapter 8
"No . . . No, I don't care for another drink, thanks." Jack Parmenter shook his head and rifled through the stack of legal documents littering the coffee table in his Phoenix Hotel suite. Something didn't mesh with this deal. Contemplatively, he stroked his chin, arched one wary eyebrow and cast a skeptical glance at Wade Collins' ace lawyer.
". . . and if you'll sign this, we'll be on our way to partnership, Mr. Parmenter." The smooth voiced lawyer slipped on, plucking a pen from his vest pocket and shoving it in Jack's sweaty hand.
Jack stiffened; it was against his principles to sign a document without legal counsel, but there wasn't much choice. Either sign it and take a chance or forget about making the big bucks. Wasn't that the rule of real estate?
For better or for worse, he'd married his skimpy empire to Wade Collins' vast one. Jack stood up, stretched, and sauntered over to the window overlooking a strip of lit freeways below; a wave of apprehension shivered through his body. Was it unfair of him to gamble with their future, dropping their hard-saved nickels into the chancy, perhaps unpredictable, machinery of Wade Collins' iron-tight holdings?
Adrian . . . stand by me girl. That's all I ask. Stand by me.
Somewhere out in the desert in a stucco hacienda, Adrian was making deals of another sort, making payment in flesh. "God, fuck me! Fuck me like a man!"
Carmen quickly complied, positioning the head of the plastic dildo at the slit of her friend's cunt and pushing down, feeling it sink into her pulpy willing flesh and feeling the end in her own cunt expand and fill her cunt with wild desire.
"Ohhhh!" Adrian sighed and shivered with goose bumps. Carmen's deep moan of delight seemed to echo hers as the men watched the artificial head plow in, pulling her cuntal lips obscenely apart and Adrian's body wriggled trying to gobble it up.
Slowly, the tip of her tongue sticking out between her pearly teeth, Carmen withdrew a calculated inch to plunge down, sending a good three inches of the hard plastic driving into Adrian's cunt. The men crowded closer, watching Carmen's strapped buttocks and thighs pump in and out as she fucked Adrian like a man . . . as best a woman can. On the sofa, a sweating mass of shivering naked flesh, Adrian bent her legs more, her toes on the floor on either side of the sofa as the thrust her hips forward to eat up all of the artificial cock. Carmen fell on top of her and shot her hot tongue into Adrian's drooling mouth.
They writhed and undulated together on the sofa, crushing their milky breasts together as Carman drove the artificial cock all the way to Adrian's cervix and felt the other end swelling in her own vagina. Each time she withdrew, the fitted end in her own cunt would contract; each time she fucked it into Adrian's pussy, the end would swell and surge in her. Faster and faster she fucked, building to a frenzy, the two of them digging their nails into one another as they fucked with all their strength.
'The bed, the bed!" Sadara cried in his accent. "Fuck her on the bed!"
There began a mad, lewd scramble towards the bed, the two women staggering dizzily to their feet and weaving toward the king sized bed, their breasts heaving and jiggling. Adrian landed on the bed on her back, her knees bent and her head between her knees, groping for the dildo strapped to Carmen. Something savage and exciting about the way the straps fitted her naked flesh and the aggressive way she crawled on top of her and shoved the artificial cock into her creamy cunt.. . nearly made Adrian cum.
Sadara was tearing off his robe, his greasy face wild, his broad nostrils flaring. He crawled onto the bed naked, his hands caressing the two women as they fucked and licked one another. He crawled up the bed until his hips were on a level with their wild-eyed faces and he lay on his side, jutting out his so that his golden brown rock hard cock stuck in their faces.
They fought for his cock . . . their hands all over it, their tongues licking, their mouths drooling. Adrian lay on her back with Carmen on top of her, feeling their soft, sweat covered breasts crushed together with their nipples slipping and sliding as the giant dildo fucked in and out of her cunt. Carmen took Sadara's blood fed penis in her mouth and sucked on the huge uncircumcised head. Adrian craned forward, and put her mouth around the shaft as Sadara pulled his cock out of Carmen's mouth and plunged it between her lips; Adrian closed her eyes and sucked, loving the taste, the feel, the depravity.
Sadara shoved his cock first into one mouth and then the other, panting, his gold teeth showing as he watched the two women suck and fight over his cock. Then other bodies were crashing onto the bed. Sadara's bodyguards were crawling over the velvet coverlet, pawing at the beautiful Western women. They were naked and reckless, and one shoved his finger up Carmen's anus as the other tried to wedge his hand underneath Adrian, his finger probing for her own puckered, sensitive hole.
More bodies fell like so much dead weight on the sagging bed. Perry was there alongside Chet. Adrian's eyes flashed open suddenly . . . the dildo was gone! They had pulled Carmen off, throwing her on her back, tearing at the buckles and tossing the plastic shaft and straps to the floor and, as Adrian watched, a deep dark thrill ran through her body . . . Carmen had disappeared under an avalanche of thrashing sex-mad bodies.
Rape! thought Adrian. This is rape! The same would happen to her . . . all those cocks, those mouths. She gasped, but not with apprehension, as she felt hands grabbing her, caressing her roughly. Rape.. . someone was pulling her. It was Wade, his face twisted as he stood by the bed, his pathetically boy-sized cock in his hand, his clothes still on.
She slid across the bed until her head was clear of the edge and let it fall so that Wade and the room was upside down . . . as she'd been trained to do in the chair. She felt the hands, the bodies, the legs and the cocks. The men were on her and someone-it didn't matter who-was fucking her. Hands and lips and tongues and cocks were all over her body, slobbering, fucking, probing, pinching, driving her toward another orgasm. She opened her mouth and Wade's small cock slid in, hot and hard and she sucked breathlessly, drawing his lewd sperm from his gnarled little balls until she tasted one drop of his cum. That drove her wild for more!
A great writhing mass of naked bodies on the bed, with no way to sort them out . . . Adrian sucking Wade's cock while he watched the debauched scene with bugged eyes. His body stiffened and he let out a screeching yell and came in her mouth, shooting white-hot streams of hot male cum that scorched her tonsils and burned her throat, and filled her gullet deliciously.
With a final moan, Wade staggered back and fell to the floor, his eyes still on the orgy. Adrian didn't care: She was being fucked and sucked and pawed and battered and dragged back on the bed like a puppy playing with his master's old shoe. Now Perry had stuck his big black penis into her cum dripping mouth.
An insane suppleness came over her and she twisted about, nearing an orgasm, knowing this was only the first in a night and series of orgasms, knowing she was being raped and tortured in a way that would sicken Jack. Carmen was lying beside her on her back, being fucked while Chet sucked on her breasts. The air was hot and sticky with cum and she felt it spilling on her own body . . . whose cum meant for whom? Threads of stickiness glistened on Carmen's body, too, and the two women reached for one another and their mouths locked as they sparred their tongues, each of them cumming, their bodies shuddering and twitching as they were fucked by one cock after another.
Sadara was clearly the ring leader of this fleshy circus. Yelling, he made everyone back off and then directed Carmen to get on top of Adrian. They lay together, feeling dizzy, engulfed in a tide pool of lust, grinding their cum-drenched vaginas together again, spreading their legs wide so that Sadara could get behind them and fuck first one and then the other. Each man, except for Wade, took assigned turns fucking the two women and, as Adrian felt each new cock plunge into her cervix, her body convulsed and she came another time. Like dominos, the men lined up to fuck her, then fell away exhausted. Carmen, on top of her, was matching her brunette friend orgasm for orgasm.
The room fairly sizzled with the heady heat and sex smell, mingled with the still heavy aroma of hashish. Their bodies were one mass of sweat glistening, cum splattered flesh. Perry suddenly dragged Carmen across the bed, her face wild and ecstatic as he flipped her over on her stomach and shoved his giant black cock into her cringing asshole. With a jungle-like display of strength, Perry rammed his cock tight into Carmen's stretched anus and rolled her over on top of him so that she sprawled obscenely, her legs apart, her face distorted in pain-pleasure, her cunt gaping open with Perry's cock buried deep in her anus. One of Sadara's bodyguards saw his chance and fell on top of her. Carmen groped for his cock and guided the lust-swollen head up into her cunt and fell into a battering rhythm between the two men. Adrian watched as the two men fucked Carmen, throwing her around, their hands mauling her breasts like so much bread dough. Had she looked that obscene when Perry and Chet had raped her?
Hands, some rough, some soft, were all over her body, forcing her onto her stomach. Adrian sprawled, spreading her legs wide and reaching behind her and cupping her satiny buttocks and spreading them wide. Sadara fell on top of her with a lustful grunt and she felt the bulbous head of his slippery cock press hard on her anal button. Adrian squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, knowing it would hurt damnably, knowing how the soft walls of her rectum would cling to the shaft of his prick and knowing, too, that beyond the pain, there lay a lewd paradise that promised more orgasms.
Instinct told her to relax -and she felt the head plunging deep inside, felt it going deep into her bowels. The pain mounted until she thought she would faint; but still, Sadara's penis sawed in and out making strange sucking sounds. Someone was lifting her then and she lay on her back now, Sadara under her, his thick hard cock ramming up into her tender anus. His rough, brown hands reached up and around to paw at her breasts, squeezing them, pinching the nipples until she was sure they would bleed. On top of her leered his second bodyguard, the man with the missing front tooth. He had an admirably long cock for such a thin man, mused Adrian lewdly, as she reached for that golden rod and guided it up into her creamy cunt, feeling the two penises move in slippery ease. She didn't want to cum that soon. But she did.
It didn't matter, though. There was a long night ahead and plenty of cocks and hands and tongues to go around a second time. They would fuck her into unconsciousness and she would have paid her debt to Wade. Then it would be over with and she would go back to Jack and life would be normal again.
Adrian shuddered, would life ever be normal again? The icy blade of panic set it. Would she want it to be normal again?