Chapter 12
Brandy pushed her tongue between Stella's pink petals, tasting the hunger of a pussy in heat. She wondered if her own twat was as tasty as this one. She felt Stella's tongue slide into the hot wetness of her slit and her body tingled with excitement!
Brandy probed the hot hole in front of her, then explored the outside again, seeking the lust nubbin she knew was hiding in the nest.
It was easy to find! It was straining out of its hood, eager for the attention Brandy was willing to give. She felt her own clit throb, wanting to feel the hot, wet pleasure Stella was sure to give it. Brandy slurped at Stella's pussy, licking her clit, then probing the depths of her sweet gash.
Stella was busy lapping at Brandy's slit, teasing her clit with only little nudges. Brandy ground her pussy up into Stella's face. She wanted to be eaten! She wanted her pussy to be consumed by Stella's burning lips!
Suddenly, Stella was lifted away from her. She could no longer reach the silky bush! It only took a moment to discover why! She looked up and saw a prick sliding into the slick channel she had just lubricated! One glance and it was obvious it wasn't Freddy. It was a nice cock, but not nearly those proportions!
Someone was kneeling with his legs on each side of her head. She figured it must be Peter, as there were no other guys in the room. His balls were right above her. She only had to lift her head a little bit in order to lick them!
"That's good," said Peter. "Very good! You two have a great future here."
Brandy wondered what he would think if he found out who she really was, but really didn't care. It might even be worth changing professions if you had fringes like this!
Her pussy was throbbing with desire, wanting release. No matter what it got, it was always ready for more. Brandy reached up and caressed Peter's family jewels as they bounced against Stella's ass. She could hear Stella's moans of pleasure from Peter's prick, and she could feel them. The vibration in Stella's mouth transmitted to Brandy's pussy!
Brandy ground herself even harder against the pleasure-giving mouth. She slid her fingers along Peter's shaft as it went in and out above her. She could feel Stella's fuck-lube all along Peter's cock. She moistened her finger with it, then pressed against Stella's brownie.
The puckered hole resisted her attempts at first. She stuck her finger in alongside Peter's piston. It was a tight fit, but she really got it fully greased. This time, she knew it was right. Her pussy was pushed to the edge and she could tell from the frantic movements above her that the coupling couple would soon be in orgasmic heaven!
She tried to concentrate. She wanted to give Stella all the pleasure she could, but it was difficult to think when she was so close to her own summit. Her entire body was crying for release and her mind didn't want to concentrate on anything but her own sensations!
Brandy used all the will she had to hold back. Stella's mouth seemed to be all over Brandy's cunt! Licking and slurping, her tongue pushed deep into Brandy's hole every time Peter pushed forward!
Brandy felt Stella stiffen as she approached the peak of passion. Just as Stella shoved back against Peter in her final thrust, Brandy pushed her well-greased finger in her ass!
Stella tightened in surprise, her muscles almost cutting off the circulation in Brandy's finger, then she let out a loud animal-like yell of triumph! She ground her hips back, impaling herself as deep as possible on Peter's cock and Brandy's finger!
Brandy felt Stella's brownie clench around her finger. She could also feel Peter's cock through the skin separating them! Her own cunt ached so good! It felt like it was turning inside out, wanting its own climax!
Stella took a couple gasps of breath, then went back to work to finish off Brandy. It was only a few licks before Brandy quivered, then plummeted over the brink! She yelled in her pleasure, then as she was coming back down from the high, she could hear Stella drinking from her gushing pussy.
Brandy slowly pulled her finger from Stella's ass, then Peter also pulled out. Stella rolled off Brandy and they all lay on the floor, exhausted, but satisfied.
Brandy looked around and saw Freddy and Ronnie. Freddie was slowly fucking Ronnie! How on earth he ever got all that meat inside that trim body was a miracle! Ronnie was encouraging him all the way. Brandy was stunned when she watched the down stroke. It took so long for the entire length to disappear inside the velvet tunnel!
"That girl must be in heaven!" said Stella. "The way he fills her up, that tool of his has must be reaching places never touched before!"
Ronnie heard her and turned to smile. "I can't believe that I have known Freddy so long and never knew about his special talent."
"It's not a talent," said Freddy, still easing in and out. "I am just doing what feels good and trying not to hurt you. I've dreamed about this for so long! I can't believe it's really happening! I can't hold back any longer, Ronnie. Can you take it? Do you want me to pull out?"
"Pull out and you're dead meat, mister! I've gone this far, and I want it all. Give it to me, Freddy! Let me have your spunk! Fill me up, lover!"
Freddy didn't need any more encouragement! Two more thrusts, faster and stronger than the others, and he began howling like a hound at bay. Ronnie raised her legs and took him all, meeting his thrust by lifting her hips off the floor. She, too, boiled over, and her little yelps added to the din Freddy was making.
"Sounds like fun," said Peter.
"Doesn't anyone ever complain about the noise, or come to see what's going on?" asked Brandy. "We all got pretty loud."
"Everyone here is used to it. They do stop by sometimes to join in, or just watch, but they know sounds of passion when they hear them. They'd be more worried if it was too quiet up here!"
"We sure messed up your photography session," said Brandy.
"Not really. When I decided to join in, I just focused the video camera and became part of the shoot."
"You can't use video in a magazine!" exclaimed Brandy.
"No, but with modern technology, I can take stills off the tape. It'll be fine. Besides, you might want to see what you look like on film. There is always a market for new porn stars. At least good ones. Ones that really get into what they're doing and are attractive. You and Stella are believable. That's rare. Most people are acting and it shows. So no one can relate to them."
"What are we going to do now?" asked Stella. "Will we still do a regular session? I mean, well, I had fun, but I was really hoping to try out for the magazine."
"You will," laughed Peter. "This doesn't usually happen this way. Most of the time it's work. Fun, but work. I think you'll both make it okay. We'll know more when the photos are developed. Do either of you have an agent?"
"No," said Brandy. "We didn't think we'd need one."
"It's a good idea," said Peter. "This was fun, but business is business, and you need to protect yourselves. I have a few that I can recommend. Just let me know. You, too, Freddy. There's no way I'll let you go back to the coffee service!"
"Gee, thanks!" said Freddy. "Will I get a raise?"
"A large one!" laughed Peter. "One to match your main attraction!"
"I can introduce you to mine," offered Ronnie. She was gazing at Freddy like she'd like to have him bronzed and put on her mantle.
Freddy gazed back. "Since I'll make enough now, I can afford to go out. Would you go out with me?"
"I'd love to!" said Ronnie. "The sooner the better!"
"Now don't wear out our new star," laughed Peter. "We need to get busy and do the stills Hung is waiting to see. Get yourselves together and let's take some pictures!"
For the next two hours, they posed under the hot lights as Peter worked his magic behind the camera. Alone and together, in different combinations, they worked. They recovered from their first bouts of fuck fever and the sessions had a high sexual overtone from all of them being excited again.
When Brandy's nipples weren't as erect as Peter thought they should be, Freddy sucked on one while Ronnie did the other. Brandy's hand naturally went to her slit as she became aroused.
"Keep it up," said Peter. "Your lust is showing! Just what we want. Don't climax!"
"Why?" whined Stella, stroking Freddy's hard dong.
"Because we don't want our readers to think you've had it! They have to look at you and believe that you are wanting it! Then they can fantasize that they are the ones who are going to give it to you! Why do you think there are so many of our magazines in bathrooms? Lots of them with the pages stuck together."
"Don't worry," Brandy told her. "We'll go back to my place later, and we'll find a way to relieve all this tension. You and Freddy are invited to join us," she told Ronnie.
"Thanks, but I think we have other plans. We need some time alone to get to know each other better," she said, her eyes only for Freddy. He was looking as lovingly at her.
"You know," said Stella, "I think now that Freddy has lost his cherry, there won't be any stopping him! He has a lot of time to make up for and it looks like he found the one to make it up with!"
Brandy agreed, watching the two lovebirds. It still bothered her about Ronnie. Every once in a while she looked at her in a certain way and she still got the feeling that she knew her from somewhere. But where? She felt it would come to her sooner or later. In the meantime, she still had her original job to do.
"You all know Rick, don't you?" she asked. They nodded. "I heard when I was at the mansion that they're looking for his sister. It's really a shame that she's missing."
"Why?" snapped Ronnie. "What makes it such a shame?"
Brandy was startled by her tone of voice. "I just meant there must be people worried about her. She does have parents. They must be worried sick."
"I've met her parents," hissed Ronnie. "If they're worried, it's not about her. It's about their reputation and what people will say about them. They'd be happiest if she was found in a dumpster somewhere."
"How can you say such a thing?" asked Brandy.
"Because I.. .I.. .just know.. .I told you I've met them. If Ginny was found dead, they could have a big-assed funeral on their TV show and have millions pouring in to help them with their sorrow. If she's just gone, making a life for herself, then there is always the chance she'll do something to embarrass the kingdom and they'll lose money. I hope they never find her!"
Ronnie jumped up and grabbed her clothes. Freddy was right behind her. "If they were really worried about it, why didn't they go public? Can you tell me that? I can tell you. They either aren't looking and just keeping their fingers crossed, piously of course, or, at the most, they've hired some big, fat cigar-smoking private dick to find out the truth, and if it isn't the truth they're after, they'll buy him off or bump him off."
She turned and stomped from the room, Freddy right behind her. "Wow!" said Brandy. "I was only repeating some gossip. I didn't realize I would upset her so much."
"You can upset a lot of people that way," said Peter. "I've also had the dubious pleasure of meeting those people. Believe me when I tell you that Ronnie was right on the mark. Anyone you run into who knows Ginny will tell you the same thing. And anyone who finds her and tells on her will find out she has a lot of friends. Good friends."
Brandy couldn't figure out all the hostility. She thought Ginny had been rather sheltered. At least, her parents thought so. Now it seems like a lot of un-likely people knew her and liked her. That private entrance must've had a lot of use, not only for people to get in, but also to let Ginny out.
That explained the sexy clothes in the closet, the lingerie and heels. Ginny wore them when she went out. But where did she go? Who did she go with? Brandy thought there must be a lot of people who knew and just weren't talking. But why? All she wanted to do was find Ginny and make sure she was all right. From what she had seen and heard so far, she figured that she wasn't in any danger, just in hiding, but she had to be sure. That's what she was getting paid for.
Stella and Brandy arrived at Brandy's place before the others. "Let's take a hot shower and Jacuzzi to relax," Brandy suggested.
Stella followed her into the huge bathroom and Brandy turned on the shower. It was oversized, with four shower heads aimed in different directions.
"Wow!" said Stella. "It's like being in PE again. Community showers!"
Brandy laughed. "Kinda like it, but all the heads are turned so that they focus on one spot. That way, you just have to get in. You don't have to turn around to do your back or sides, since the water is all around you. Pretty neat, huh?" She removed her clothes and entered the shower. "Come on in. The water's fine!"
Stella quickly stripped and joined Brandy. The water felt so good. Relaxing and stimulating at the same time. "Give me the soap," said Stella. "I'll do your back."
Brandy handed her the shower gel and turned so her back was to Stella. She felt Stella's hands rubbing the gel gently over her back, then lower across her ass cheeks. Stella's fingers slipped between those cheeks and rubbed up and down Brandy's crack.
"I really liked what you did today," she told Brandy. "I never thought I could get into ass-fucking, but your finger really felt good. It was exciting, being able to feel Peter's prick and your finger at the same time."
"I know," said Brandy, getting aroused from the feel of Stella's fingers. "It's even better when it's two pricks. Wait till you try it!"
"Maybe we could help with that," they heard as the shower door was opened. They both jumped, then giggled at the sight of Grizz and Rick standing there with hard-ons. Ruth was between them, a hand on each stiff pole.
"Well, come on in. There's room for all of us if we get close," said Brandy. "We'll have to get creative, since we have an uneven number of guys and gals."
"No you don't!" said Frank as he entered. "I'm here, too!"
Even as big as the shower was, it got pretty crowded with six adults in it, especially when three of them had erections that threatened to knock out the walls!
The shower gel was passed around and they each took some. Hands roamed over bodies, smoothing the slick gel over everyone.
Brandy giggled. "I've had my twat washed by at least three different people and my tits massaged by everyone. This is the best shower I ever took."
"I take back what I said about PE," said Stella. "We never did anything like this in the showers!"
"That's for sure!" said Ruth. "If we had, I don't think there would have been so many students trying to get out of it."
"Hell, no!" agreed Grizz. "They'd have had to have a waiting list of those that wanted to get in."
"But no one would ever do any of the exercises or play any games," said Brandy. "They'd spend the whole time hitting the showers."
"I'll go along with 'hitting the showers,'" said Rick. "But, they could find all kinds of games to play there!"
"I think we should try to make up some right now," said Grizz. "It is in the interest of education, after all. We could be pioneers in the shower games. Maybe we could eventually even make it an Olympic event!"
"I'll bet I know which gold medal Freddy would get!" laughed Stella.
"Freddy?" asked Frank. "Who the hell is Freddy?"
"You don't mean the coffee guy at Peter's studio?" asked Rick.
"One and the same," answered Brandy. "Only, he's not a coffee guy any longer. Peter's going to make him a star."
"Well, it's about time. I wonder why Peter never did it before," said Rick. "Maybe he didn't know, but I thought he'd catch on."
"What are you talking about?" asked Grizz. "And which event?"
Rick answered. "There's a guy who works at Peter's studio. Really quiet, shy, retiring. You know the type. Well, once in a while, someone would walk into the men's room when he was at the urinal. I guess none of the women ever ;aw him, and maybe Peter never did either, ince he has his own John in his office.
"Well, to make a long story short, anyone who has seen him, calls him 'Tree.'"
"Tree?"
"Yeah, like in tree trunk. The guy is hung like a mule!"
"All this talk has got me horny," complained Stella. "When are we going to play?"
"Right now!" hollered Grizz, grabbing for her tits. "We'll make up the rules as we go!"
"Rules?" asked Brandy. "Who needs rules? All we need is to make each other happy and satisfied." She felt a hand go between her legs from behind, searching between them for her slit. It had to be Frank. His gel-covered fingers went right to her clit, which quivered in response. She felt her pussy lips twitch as they sensed a pleasurable time coming to them.
Rick was rubbing Stella's tits, his palms making lazy circles over the large orbs. "Did you meet anyone else interesting?" he asked