Chapter 10
Brad Voight suspected something was not right. Several conspicuous-looking men transported cables, cameras and speakers to the elevator bank. That gear alluded to some cryptic endeavor.
Other things factored into his hunch. He'd overheard several whispered reports about an orgy Tom Griffith allegedly had arranged for later in the evening. He had issued invitations to an exclusive group. Since nobody had officially enlightened him, he presumed the matter entirely confidential.
Sexual decadence, to commemorate his leaving? Brad grinned. That was consistent with the type of behavior Griffith adamantly shielded from the press. Brad knew only too well the shenanigans that went on behind closed doors in the executive suites. He refused to be party to such moral corruption himself. Let them make fools of themselves, he concluded, if that was their preference.
The existence of transmission equipment, however, altered the picture. He couldn't follow the logic. He could appreciate taping the event, but putting in out on the airwaves, no.
The situation warranted investigation.
He leaned toward Diana, his wife. "I'll be right back."
She nodded, regaled by stories furnished by old employees who truly loved and would miss Brad. He was relieved to see her undistracted.
Outside, Brad fitted more of the puzzle pieces into place. He spotted the satellite dish mounted of the roof. A lone figure made final adjustments. He presumed its installation, by the lack of standard lighting, hadn't been authorized by the hotel's management.
Other men strung cable to the various windows of the top floor, along with cameras. Brad peered at them through a pair of binoculars he had taken from his car.
"Son of a bitch," he muttered, shaking his head.
His next move was to take an elevator ride to that floor. A tall man in a dark green uniform barred him from passage. "I'm sorry, sir. Access is presently restricted."
"Why?" he asked
The man addressed him military-style. "A private party, hosted by Mr. Griffith. We have no further details."
Brad groped for an answer, then shrugged. Had Tom hired those men to broadcast his little bacchanalia? Although he had no respect for the man, that scenario seemed highly un-like him. Someone, he guessed, might want to humiliate him.
Punishing Griffith hardly seemed an original thought. He imagined the man had garnered many enemies, given his cutthroat tactics. He'd burned many people, and often played dirty pool.
Should he alert Griffith to the impending catastrophe? Having divorced himself from the situation, he no longer felt obligated to keep things afloat.
Griffith had done this to himself, he grimly decreed. Let him lie in his own bed.
Dan Gaines smirked at the monitor. The men he secretly contracted had done a fine job. The block of hotel rooms Starbright had allocated were wired for transmission. The dish was angled with the satellite that would carry Griffith's orgy to the homes of cable subscribers worldwide. Jamming the signal, an uncensored broadcast, live from the Marquis Hotel, would air.
No room of that floor would be spared. Only the hospitality suite, where he'd set up his makeshift power base, would escape signal distribution.
Dan chuckled at his little prank. Griffith would be the laughingstock of the industry. He'd be ridiculed by the media. The man deserved it, too. Dan's wrath stemmed from disgruntlement. His hopes of being president had been dashed, in lieu of bestowing Roxanne Hunter the honor.
Well, he wasn't about to gracefully accept defeat, not when he could lend destruction where it was due. He planned to let Griffith have it, where he lived.
Dan surfed the channels obtained by the remote control. Hidden cameras captured a crystal-sharp picture in each instance. He was particularly delighted to see Erin O'Toole and those accounting men doing their thing. She kept those young men very busy.
Tim Haas, kneeling between her splayed thighs, vigorously pumped her. Erin faced Mark Albertson, stuffing his cock into her mouth. Her soft lips enveloped his long, hard shaft. She sucked him while Tim hammered into her wet pussy.
Dan panned the shot, then tightened it. He felt like the cameraman on a porno movie set. He closed in, saw Tim push into Erin's juicy center. She widened at each thrust of that hard cock.
Erin took her mouth off Mark and cried out. Heatedly, she responded to Tim. Moaning, she took his dick. She stared at him, begging him to finish. He burrowed into her, supplying her demand. Her screams sounded orgasmic.
"Oh, yes," Dan said, eyes glued to the monitor. He began stroking his cock. He'd done Erin several times before, recounting their sessions. She was a great fuck. Fondling himself, he stiffened.
Mark yanked on his dick while watching Tim give it to her. Erin, screaming in his embrace, shoved her pussy at him. Her back slammed into the mattress and her mouth twisted as her pleasure intensified. She sounded hoarse as she approached orgasm.
"Give it to her, man," Dan instructed Tim's televised image. "Fuck her good." He massaged his dick, letting the excitement spread throughout his system.
Erin climaxed with Tim inside her. Riddled with contractions, she set him off. Tim riveted her convulsing snatch, pouring his cum into it. Sweat rinsed from his misshapen features as he howled.
Dan applauded their performance. He only wished he'd been there to make a personal contribution.
Tim's pounding precipitated another orgasm for Erin. Simultaneously, they spasmed. Their bodies rocked on the bed as that inner turbulence ran its course. At its completion, Tim yanked out his cock. A deluge of creamy goo gushed from her puffy cunt lips.
Mark's guttural cry alerted Dan to move the camera. The usually quiet young man vented his bliss. Dan zeroed in on Mark just as he clasped Erin's head and turned it toward his burning cock. At first, she appeared unaware of his intent. Still shuddering with orgasm, she blindly allowed him that rearrangement. His large thumb held her in position. Aiming at her face, he squirted. Jism jetted through the air, splashing her cheeks, nose and chin. He made sure she received a creamy facial.
Erin clearly reveled at the animal fury she roused in the young men. Dan had known them to be quiet, good-natured fellows. The influence of a nymphomaniac
Dan clucked. That one hadn't reached the satellite orbiting the earth. He merely deemed it a dress rehearsal.
Glancing down, he took note of his swollen cock. Erin had gotten him extremely horny. He had to do something about it.
The phone wenches had taken a rest from their last round. He grinned at the arrangement of young, female flesh that was his for the taking. As he climbed into bed with them, they awakened. The first thing they saw was his strong erection.
"You want more, don't you?" Heather sassed.
"We didn't wear you out?" Amber asked.
Dan thumbed his boner. "I suppose there's no hiding the evidence."
Amber curved her legs around his head. Her dark hair spilled over her shoulders as she pushed her snatch at his face. Dan reached for her with his tongue. He lavishly slurped her pussy, savoring its tang.
Amber squealed with joy. "Go ahead, lover. Lick it for me."
Dan delved into her snatch, sampling the honey from her thick flaps. "Mmmmm. It hasn't lost its flavor." Indeed, her juices melted in his mouth.
Amber's knees buckled. Dan reached into her pussy, provoking its flow of nectar. Her heavy spillage trickled onto his wriggling tip. Her thighs moved around his sucking lips. "Yeah. Work my clit."
Dan happily obliged. Fastening his mouth to that damp flesh, he concentrated on her erect button. He vented a fierce suck. She moved her hips, aligning herself to his furious tongue. Those pert tits shook as she reeled before his face.
Heather, aroused by Amber's moans, sprang into action. Lowering her mouth to Dan's stiff cock, she took advantage of his excitement. Her lips scaled that monster, from the immense knob to the pulsing stem. She was in ecstasy, sucking it. Upon gazing at his large dick, her appetite increased. She took him down her throat. His dark pubes brushed her rippling lips. She massaged his balls with her bottom lip, purring.
Buffy's lust exploded. Heather's slender form sexually appealed to her. She separated those long, sleek legs with her hands to get at that juicy snatch. Buffy inhaled Heather's scent. She salivated at that pussy. Pinning back those moist cunt lips with her thumbs, she dove in its succulent core.
"Ohhhh," Heather moaned from her feverish drill. That anxious tongue sank into her nectar-rich crevice.
Buffy repeatedly speared that spicy muff. Each stab unleashed a sizzling cry. She reached as deeply as possible into it, drawing its supply of honey.
"You babes like to eat pussy, eh?" Dan remarked. "Go ahead. It turns me on to watch."
Amber oozed into his cunt-loving mouth. He entered her pussy, tongue-first. Her rich heat engulfed him. He liked her eager push, her need for his squirming tip. Her nipples grew in size, stretched tall. He studied them while gulping her sweetness.
Amber cupped Dan's head, then swiveled her hips. She smeared his face with her profuse drippings. Her prolonged wail rang through the air.
"Suck me," she whimpered, pressing her cunt to his mouth. "Suck me, baby. Use that tongue. Yeah. Fuck me with your tongue. Go as deep as you can. Bury it."
Dan, complying, plowed his tip into her pussy.
"Oh, God," Amber moaned. "Go further.
Yes."
Dan growled, tunneling into her squish. He savored the female energy, struggling against him. Firmly clasping her, he grunted and savored her fight.
"Yes," came her imperative cry. "Yes."
Cradling those butt cheeks, he dragged her tightly to his face and tongue-fucked her. Amber thrashed in his grip, yet returned for more oral penetration. Her thighs shivered around his face. He drank hugely from her. Those drops vaporized on his tongue. Growling, he delved into her sticky hole for more.
Heather's mouth covered his throbbing cock. She sucked him to the balls, using her tongue to caress and stimulate. He leaned into that hot vacuum, surrendering to the joy it provided.
"Yeah," he muttered, pumping her secured lips. "Yeah. I'm going to fuck your face, baby. I'm going to put my whole cock down your throat."
Heather moaned as he lowered himself to that delirious point. His balls slapped her chin. Back and forth he jerked until she was lightheaded. When her muscles went slack, he disengaged himself. His cock dribbled with her bubbly saliva.
Heather wept, having succumbed to Buffy's oral assault. She couldn't delay her orgasm another second. The press of her demanding tongue got her there fast.
Dan watched Buffy gorge herself. She ravenously ate Heather's cunt. He heard her gulp the juices she sucked from those pink, swollen lips.
He focused on Amber's clit. His tip rubbed that swollen button until she squeaked. Its wild beat turned him on. His ceaseless lapping brought her to that precipitous edge.
"Don't stop," she pleaded. "Please-don't stop!"
Dan was going to do nothing of the sort. Instead, he made her scream.
Amber's head flew from side to side. "Oh, yes. I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
He held fast to her seizure-ridden body. Her fierce contractions almost set him off. He fought off the impulse to shoot in Heather's mouth. Her fierce suction nearly got him off. He wished, however, to save his load for Amber.
"Dan, " Amber howled, rocking on her heels. "Oh, Dan."
Weak from cumming, Amber collapsed. She gasped for air, attempting to catch her breath.
Dan divided her legs without missing a beat. Snaring her ankles, he dragged them high. Her furry snatch glistened, ready for cock.
"I've got to have some of that right now," he muttered, aiming for that quivering hole. His dick went slowly. "Doesn't it feel nice when I put it in while you're still shaking from orgasm?"
Amber lifted her legs up and over Dan's shoulders. "Slide into me. Ohhhh. Stick me with your cock."
"Oh yeah," Dan grunted, plunging into her heat. He reared back, then slammed into that clenching snatch. Relief flooded his senses. That spongy warmth gratified him. Nothing compared to straight fucking. It felt great, gripped by moist snatch. Dan made her moan. By her squeeze, he recognized how much she loved it. He jammed it into her, groaning from her juicy crush. In and out of that soaked cunt he glided. His grin broadened as the pleasure spread through his groin. "Push yourself to my dick."
Amber obeyed. She moved her hips, linking herself to him. Dan moved fast, pumping her hard. He rammed her open cunt, filling it with hard cock.
Buffy finished Heather with her high-speed tongue. She climbed from Heather's shuddering form and glimpsed Dan from the rear. His shaft protruded from Amber's juicy gash. As he plowed into her, his balls settled over her anus.
She heard Amber pant as he fucked her.
"Oh, yeah," Amber whimpered as he stuffed her. "Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me."
He disappeared between those sopping lips. She moaned from containing him. He sank to the hilt, his balls spanking her ass.
Buffy's desire heightened. She crawled behind Dan's flexing buttocks and glimpsed Amber. Dan leisurely pumped her, sliding his dick in and out of her wet pussy. Her cries spurred Buffy. Caught up in her feverish wail, Buffy dragged her rock-hard nipples down Dan's back and over his buns.
Dan groaned in appreciation. Sweat gleamed on his hairy body.
"How does it feel to be in her cunt?" she asked. "Is she tight enough for you? Are you throbbing inside her?" Her stiff peaks mildly scratched his flesh. "Do you like when I do that?"
"Yeah," he muttered.
She bunched them together, then streaked across his sweaty flesh. "I'm getting so horny, thinking about when you fucked me. I sure would love to sit on your cock again."
Dan kept slamming into Amber, escalating her sobs. His big dick stuffed her soaked hole.
Buffy explored the territory beneath Dan's hammering buttocks. Her tongue cleaned the perspiration from his firm flesh, then flickered over his pendulous balls. She gave them a bubbly glaze, then splashed warm saliva over their linked section. She tongued that emerging cock and those unfurled lips. Dan's balls dripped with sweat and her recent application. Those bodily fluids were again downed. Buffy enjoyed their distinct tastes.
"God," Dan grunted. Those ticklish strokes almost made him cum. He wasn't certain Amber was ready to climax. Buffy's licks returned, quick and stimulating. She lashed his cock with prickly spit. When jamming himself, he pushed the surplus bubbly drool in her cunt.
"Ohhhh," Amber whimpered. "Ohhhh."
Heather stirred from her post-orgasmic haze. Her eyes fell on Buffy's snatch. The overpowering urge to eat cunt overtook her. Splitting those tanned thighs, she steered for the nest of red curls with her pointed tongue. Her snake-like tip loosened those misty flaps.
Buffy exhaled strongly as that curving tip reached into her pussy. A lazy smile spread across her face as Heather went down on her. "Yeah. Do it. Suck me."
Heather sank into her slimy pulp. Buffy's oral adventure spawned a tasty batch. She lazily slurped her. Buffy's nectar oozed in abundance.
Buffy's eyes closed at Heather's tongue torture. She watched her untamed whips. Her clit bulged against her sinuous tip. Heather's tawny mane fell over her lap, then flipped to one shoulder. She observed the descent of that tongue, then experienced its wriggling tour.
Dan glanced at Buffy's helpless expression. She slumped to the bed, yielding to Heather's thirst. He loved when they ate each other. He returned to Amber's flushed expression, her eyes glazed over and her lips slanted. Her features twisted upon his full immersion.
"Yes," she sighed with pleasure when his base ground against her gaping cunt lips.
His balls slapped the insides of her thighs. She clutched him. Her nails scratched his butt. "Does it feel good?" he asked.
Amber responded by hugging him tightly to her body. Her pussy sucked him to the root. Her nails delved into his shoulder. "Yes," she whimpered, humping his embedded cock. "Yes. Very much."
Her admission excited him. Moving his hips, he fucked her with the intent to cum. The light came into Amber's eyes. She, too, was at the verge.
"Yeah, baby," he muttered, gasping from those cock-stroking lips. His dick emerged coated with hot, tingling juice. "Yeah. Cum. Make it happen."
"I am," Amber squeaked, responding to those savage thrusts. "Oh, yeah." Her chin went up, her lips widening. "Oh, God. Ohhhh."
Buffy humped Heather's face, pursuing that snapping tongue until orgasm struck. She couldn't stop it. That seizure attacked her vocal chords. She could not scream past the lump in her throat.
Dan fucked Heather next. He mounted her, then gave her the ride she'd been begging for. Her ass bounced off the mattress as he held back nothing. Every pounding second, however, the feverish pull of her snatch warned him his number was nearly up.
Whimpering, she received his masterful thrusts. The slap of his balls cut her gasps short.
Dan didn't let up. She molded her lithe body to him, getting her pussy jammed. The women caressed him while he humped her. Their velvet fingertips intensified his enjoyment.
Dan got her off without cumming. Heather swiftly climaxed after he'd worn down her senses. She responded to his hot pumping action and spasmed in his arms.
Buffy craved her turn. "How about putting your cock in my cute ass, Dan? Mine is going to squeeze you like nothing you've had before."
He contemplated her slip of a figure. "Are you sure you can handle it?"
She smiled seductively. "Let's give it a try."
Dan grinned. Those phone wenches were too much.
Buffy got on her stomach. He groped her butt cheeks, fingering that sumptuous crack. Her legs came apart. He saw her red fluff, then pussy lips.
Heather smoothed her palms over his chest. She deliberately swerved over his nipples. "Prepare yourself, honey. His engine is racing. He wants to fill your butt with his big thing."
Dan dragged his cockhead over those plush cheeks, leisurely making her anus his target. He massaged those luscious crescents, preparing to invade them. Imagining himself jammed in them made him painfully stiff. His dick was like bone.
Dan's gentle kneading separated her legs. Buffy moaned from the heat he instilled, and yearned for nothing greater than to enclose him with her rectum. She squirmed before him, smashing her pussy to the sheets and gazed at him with wanting eyes.
Dan climbed onto her. The babes continued to stroke him. Their hands fluttered at his buttocks.
When he lowered his chest to her back, Buffy shivered. "Yes," she whimpered, yielding to his sheltering body. He kissed the nape of her throat while spreading her thighs further apart with his knees. His swollen cock pressed into her spine. "Yes, Dan. I want you in my ass. Please, put your cock in it."
He brushed her shoulders with his lips. Sparks jolted through her flesh. She savored that arousing voltage. His hand delved under her, then collected a pert breast. He tweaked her nipple, sending an electrical current through her body.
"Oh, God," she murmured, going wild.
Dan tenderly jiggled her. He tickled her clit while aiming for the luscious butt hole. His cock, wet with cunt juice, was perfectly lubed. That sumptuous ass rose and fell beneath his weight. Although she could have easily absorbed him, he wanted his introduction to be pleasant.
Buffy's juices trickled onto his palm. Purring, she squirmed against him. He not only encompassed her sodden folds, but that supple nest, too.
Heather and Amber kissed his shoulders, his spine, his ass. They wanted to take part in Buffy's splendor.
"Dan, you're so sexy," Heather whispered in his ear. "You're turning me on all over again."
"My pussy is still tingling from your cock," Amber murmured. "It wants you again."
Dan's dick pulsated in Buffy's crack. He slid back and forth, anxious to go in. He pressed himself into that velvet groove, beating furiously.
"Are you ready to take me?" he whispered into her ear. "Can I cram myself into those sweet buns?"
Buffy merely purred. Writhing, she caressed his furry arms.
Dan propped himself over those compact cheeks. Given its angry shade, the knob of his cock looked ready to burst. He guided the domed tip to the wrinkled opening and pressed. Her anus divided and absorbed him.
"Yeah," she gasped, clawing her nails. She scratched the sheets.
He focused his weight on that quivering hole and let gravity take him down. He caused her ass-hole to expand and accept his descending mass. Ultimately, he wanted to be fully encased in her dark squish. That pink ring squeezed him. He wanted to shoot before he began fucking-it was that wonderful.
"Is it good, baby?" he asked, descending through that clench. "Do you like the way it feels?"
Buffy moaned louder as he reached farther into her ass.
"Fuck her," Heather coaxed him. "She loves it."
"Yeah," Amber pressed. "Buffy always wanted to do an anal. You were her top choice."
By the time his balls settled onto her posterior, Buffy was in ecstasy. His finger, stimulating her clit, made the journey more fun. He smashed his furry crotch to her trembling crevice.
Dan continued to fondle her button. Cunt seepage moistened his fingertip. The aroma of pussy permeated the room.
Buffy was plugged to the hilt, her ass-hole lined with cock. She sighed from his manly push. He drove straight to her bowels, lingered, then gradually receded. In and out of her butt he went, building their joint pleasure.
She savored the sluggish movement of his cock. He burrowed into her hindquarters, jamming her rump. Throwing her head back, she let out a cry. "Yes. Oh, yes. Keep going."
Dan pulled back, then speared her buns. Buffy gave no sign of protest. Back and forth he went, plunging deeply into those luscious cheeks. His finger stayed busy while he fucked her. Down his shaft went, slicing those buns in two. Her warm rectum enclosed him. His balls gave her ass a little slap. That butt hole squeezed him. He bulged around its greasy crimp.
Heather and Amber made it even better. They licked the sweat from his body. Their tongues swept his damp flesh. He was unsure who was slurping him where. One lashed his balls, while the other stayed on his back. He tingled from their cleansing treatment.
"Yeah, " Dan muttered. After a few relishing moments, he rolled Buffy onto her side. They remained attached throughout the change. Embedded in her ass-hole, there was no chance of disconnection. His finger continued its circular thrill. He streamed to her excited nipples. Using his other hand, he groped her tits.
"Ohhhh," Buffy moaned. Tiny electric shocks jolted through her body. Dan released the accumulation of sparks with a soft tweak. Her hips jerked.
He swung his hips and nailed her backdoor. His cock sank into that tense rectum. Her warm, scrubbed flesh strained him. He could tell she wanted him to cum
He rubbed her clit. "You're almost there, aren't you?"
His eruption in that suctioning cranny was a few thrusts away. His balls neared explosion. Someone kept licking them. He groaned from the splash of hot saliva. The urge to spew grew stronger.
Feverishly, he worked Buffy's clit. His fingertips wove over that moist cushion of pink flesh. Bearing down on that pulsing bud, he saw results. She trickled against his enclosed palm.
"Oh, yeah," she whimpered.
Encircling a ripe nipple with his thumb and forefinger, he gave her a shattering pinch. From her guttural cry, he imagined the charge it afforded.
"Oh, God," Buffy cried, shaking. Dan's large thumb whipped her into a frenzy. Her vibrations grew in intensity. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to-"
She thrashed in his embrace. He slammed into that ass, deepening the rush. His cock plowed through those smothering layers of spongy pulp. Clutching her waist, he recklessly fed that tight anus. Its walls lured him to orgasm. He thrust hard and fast, unable to stop himself. Clamping a hand to her quivering mound, Dan drove his whole cock into her rectum. His balls pushed around her quaking crevice.
"Fuck," he grunted through clenched teeth. Hot jism poured into her narrow channel. "Arghh."
"Oh, yeah," she sobbed. "I can feel your cum."
His groin pelted those butt cheeks while he emptied himself. Her ass-hole sucked his spurting jism.
He lay with her until the physical upheaval subsided. His cock, which had grown soft, popped from her ravaged butt. Cum oozed from her crevice.
A smile crept to his lips. The hidden cameras would soon come to life, sparking a scandal from which Starbright Communications would never recover.
He could hardly wait for showtime.