Chapter 13
There was a general shuffling of bodies as everyone vied for position. "We ought to wear blindfolds," suggested Rick. "Then we could guess who was doing what to whom."
"Just close your eyes," answered Frank. "As for me, I want to feast my eyes on all the goodies!"
Brandy ended up behind Grizz. The huge hairy back was familiar to her and felt good under her hands. Just like him, she thought. Solid and warm. As her soapy hands wandered from the nape of his neck southwards, she felt Rick's hands doing the same to her.
They, too, felt familiar. Gentle and caring hands, focused on her pleasure. She reached the cheeks of Grizz's ass at the same time she felt Rick's on her own. She found herself mimicking what Rick was doing. When his hand slid between her legs to fondle her pussy, she sent hers in search of Grizz's balls.
She couldn't see around Grizz, but she knew he was working on Ruth, since she could see Frank and Stella to her side. They were all doing the same things! A group grope for sure!
Her pussy twitched and brought her mind back to her own business.. .getting laid. She shoved her rear toward Rick and felt his hard-on prodding her back. She reached around and guided him between her legs.
With her other hand, she reached farther in front of her, between Grizz's legs, and pushed his rigid rod toward Ruth's slippery groove.
Rick slid between her legs and into her snatch with little urging. The shower gel made things slick, but her own cunt juices were even slicker!
Rick's hands came around her and cupped her tits, his thumbs playing with her upright nipples. He held onto her as he pushed forward, but they were slippery all over from the water and the gel, and they pushed hard into Grizz.
Brandy heard Grizz groan as he poked his way into Ruth, who in turn, had to grab Frank's back to keep from falling. Stella just got a beautiful smile on her face as she was pushed into Rick by Frank's pecker power.
"Is this a new kind of circle jerk?" asked Frank.
"Yeah," answered Grizz. "You'll notice that, un-like the old type, our group invites girls. Makes it a lot more fun."
"Right," added Rick. "And in this kind, we're all winners!"
The warm water cascaded over the sex-crazed six as they rubbed and fucked. Brandy didn't remember when she had so much fun! Well, maybe as much, but this was once again, something new.
She lifted her face so that the water caressed her closed eyes and mouth, and ran down to where Rick was rubbing her tits. With every forward thrust of his hips, his prong was buried even deeper inside of her.
She could hear the grunts of the fuckers and the fuckees as the whole circle banged and withdrew in unison. We could be a circus act, she thought, The Fabulous Fuckers! See them in action! Watch their coordination!
She had to be careful not to start laughing at the thought of the picture they must make. Then again, didn't people laugh when they were having fun?
A giggle escaped her pursed lips. It must have been contagious, as a couple of seconds later, she heard an echo from Stella. Then Ruth joined in the merriment!
"What gives?" asked Frank, huffing from the exertion of keeping time with the group.
"It has to be Brandy that started it," answered Grizz. "She always giggles when you get serious. It just means she's enjoying herself."
For some reason, that broke the girls up even more and they all three burst out laughing at the same time. They couldn't seem to quit! They'd try to stop and concentrate on what the guys were doing to them and what they were doing, when one of them would crack, and soon all three were laughing so hard they couldn't keep in formation!
"That's it!" yelled Rick. "We're gettin' outta here!" He backed slowly out of the circle, his cock still buried inside Brandy. His hands pressed her boobs, pulling her back with him. Not that she'd have it any other way! She didn't want to lose that column of delight! Not when it was right where she wanted it!
She placed her hands over Rick's and they took tiny steps backwards together, leaving the shower. Grizz took his cue from them and followed with Ruth. She didn't have to walk backwards. He just picked her up so her feet were off the floor, her ass tight against his belly, and her twat covering his dick like a well-fitting glove.
Before Brandy and Rick backed out the door, she saw Frank and Stella taking advantage of the rest of them leaving. Stella went down on her hands and knees and Frank never missed a stroke.
Rick backed Brandy over to the bed, pulled out. turned her around like a dancer, and they fell on the velvet spread. Brandy didn't know quite how she ended up on the bottom, but she didn't care. Her legs went up over Rick's shoulders and her pussy tried to consume Rick's cock.
She could hear Ruth and Grizz and knew that they once again were at each other on the carpet. They never made it as far as the guestroom bed. She wasn't even sure they made it into that room. They still might be in the hallway! She was glad for them that she had invested in only the best. At least they didn't have to worry about carpet burns!
Rick plunged into her harder and harder. Brandy could see the muscles of his belly ripple as they expanded and contracted when Rick drove in and pulled out. He was pushing her across the bed with the force of his thrusts!
Brandy raised her arms over her head and grabbed the brass rails of the headboard for leverage! She straightened her arms and was able to hold her position when he pistoned forward. It felt like every stroke was going deeper and filling her fuller! Her cunt tried to hold onto him when he slid almost out, then welcomed him back when he again probed her depths.
He withdrew all but the head of his cock and held there. Brandy looked up, deep into his dark eyes. They were shining there above her. She could almost feel the heat coming from them as they bore into hers.
When she thought she couldn't stand it another second, he lunged forward! Brandy's eyes closed. She wasn't sure if the sparks she saw were real or not! She didn't care! Again he pulled out to the last fraction of an inch and hovered there. Once more she opened her eyes and lost herself in his.
Her body was strained to its limits, wanting him! Wanting to join him in that place two people go when their bodies achieve blessed release!
"Please.. . " It was almost a whisper coming from her. "Please.. . " There was nothing else that needed to be said. The smile on his face told her everything she needed to know as he plunged within her again, then again and again. Long powerful strokes that took them to the summit.. .then over the top of Mt. Lust!
Brandy thought she heard someone scream along way off. When her senses started to come back to their earthly ties, she realized the screams had been from her. She and Rick together had vocalized a lusty duet of satisfaction.
"Oh, God," she said when she could get enough breath back to speak, "every time I think I know what it will be like with you, it is different. Wonderfully different."
"You bring out the sexual artist in me," he replied, nuzzling one of her tits. "My body wants to compose new music with yours every time we are together. I don't think I could ever tire of you, not even if we spent the rest of our lives together here in this one bed in this one room."
"Maybe we can work on some of that," replied Brandy, "but there are some unfinished things I have to do first.. .like locate that sister of yours. Remember her?"
"Of course, I remember. I could never forget Ginny. I just think you're on a quest that you should have stayed out of. She's okay. Can't you just tell our folks that?"
"What do you mean? Do you know where she is? Why didn't you tell me? Are you sure she's all right? Is she being held against her will?"
"Nothing like that!" snapped Rick. "I just told you, she's fine and she's happy. What more do you want?"
Brandy was stunned at the turn of events that was taking place. Only a few minutes ago, she was in a blissful state of total relaxation with a companion she thought had everything she'd ever want in a man. But now? He was keeping secrets from her.
"Why don't you trust me, Rick?" she asked softly, trying to defuse the situation.
"I've trusted other people, and I've been sorry for it. There's also a lot I don't have the answers to. I think there are still a lot of lies that will come to light. I love my sister. What ever happens, I don't want to see her hurt."
Rick was grabbing at his clothes and pulling them on as fast as he could.
"Can I help you in some way?" Brandy asked. "I'd never hurt you or Ginny. You've got to believe that!"
"I want to," he said, turning at the door to look at her. "I really want to. But there are still some answers I need to find out about myself, and about Ginny. Once I work things out, I'll let you know."
Brandy heard the front door close as Grizz walked into her room. "I heard a lot of yelling, and it didn't sound like mating calls. Where's Rick?"
"He's gone," answered Brandy. "He doesn't trust me. Said he had some things to find out, but Ginny is okay. What am I going to do now? I don't want him hurt."
"I think it's time we really got down to business. Let's get the others in here and get some serious investigating going."
He called the others and they filed in. Brandy told them all that had happened. "And then he just left," she finished, feeling like she wanted to cry. She had broken a rule of hers. Never fall for a client. It can only cause problems. But she had, and now it was all coming down on her.
"Okay," said Grizz as they gathered in the living room. "Let's compare notes and see what we have."
"I followed up on some of the places that were circled in those ads you gave me," said Frank. "Some were phone sex, some were those places where the girls dance behind glass and do whatever the client wants to watch. No prostitution."
"I couldn't find out anything else on our Adonis friend," said Grizz. "I went back and questioned Sun Lee when she got off work. She said she'd never seen Ginny, from the picture I showed her, and I believe her. So he was telling the truth about her not ever working there. I guess we're at a dead end, unless you found something today, Brandy."
"Not a thing. Stella and I just had our pictures taken. There was this girl, Ronnie. Got really upset when I mentioned Ginny. There's something strange there, but I can't put my finger on it."
"Well," said Ruth, sitting back and crossing her arms over her chest, "I didn't visit any people, but I learned more than any of you."
They all turned in her direction. "Where? What?" They all talked at once.
"While Frank did some of his calling, I did some of my own. Only I used a computer. We have some pretty sophisticated stuff downtown. Comes in handy if you're not afraid of computers." She looked at Frank, who ducked his head.
"Anyway, you gave me a list, too. I did some electronic checking. They all have one thing in common."
"Well, what!" Brandy almost screamed.
"Directly or indirectly, through a bunch of dummy corporations, they all involve Hung Hoffer to some extent or other. Mostly, it looks like he just invested money here and there to get someone started in their own business, and he just takes a small percentage in return. Nothing illegal. Just interesting that those were the ones circled."
"I think maybe we need to make another trip to the Hoffer mansion," said Brandy.
"Yeah," agreed Grizz. "But how do we get in? I mean, Rick sure isn't cooperating any longer, and we really don't want to be announced. We just need to do some looking around."
"No problem," said Brandy. "My tits have got me in to a lot of places. I think I just might have to make some new friends."
The five of them spent the rest of the evening devising a plan to get in. They finally decided that it was best if just Grizz and Brandy actually went in. Ruth and Frank would stay within calling distance in case they were needed, and Stella would stay by the phone in case Rick called. She could stall him until Brandy said otherwise.
Grizz kept Brandy company through the night. It was comforting to have a good friend with her, one who wouldn't judge her mistakes. His body, almost as familiar as her own, wrapped her in a cocoon of safety.
Her cunt, ever on the scent of a cock, pressed against Grizz. His pecker rose quickly as he kissed and suckled Brandy's tits. Without a word, Grizz slid into her. They fit perfectly. They had been together many times, and it was always good.
From another room, they heard the moans and soft cries of Ruth, Frank and Stella. They looked at each other and smiled. Group gropes were nice, but so was this. A nice lazy fuck. One that was a natural tranquilizer for the body and the mind.
"I never get tired of you," whispered Grizz. "I like a lot of women, and I like to fuck anything that will stand still long enough, but I always seem to end up with you."
"I know what you mean," she answered. "We know each other. We know what we like, or don't like, and we don't have to pretend."
Her pussy sure liked getting it on with Grizz's dick. As Grizz pistoned in and out, Brandy raised her hips to meet him. She got lost in the movements and the pleasure and, for a time, forgot her problems.
"Give it to me," she told him "Give it to me hard! You know how I like it! Shove it in deeper! Deeper! Harder! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried as her legs wrapped around his waist and they came together in a shuddering climax.
They went to sleep that way. Brandy felt sure that with Grizz helping her, she'd find out the answers to all her questions.
The next day, they decided to wait until dusk to gain entrance to the mansion. They took the gold Mercedes. Brandy drove and dropped Grizz next to one of the walls. She would create a diversion so that he could get in. If she played her cards right, she wouldn't have any trouble getting in herself.
She drove up to the gates and smiled at the guard. "I'm expected," she said. "Bambi told me to come on over." She just hoped that Bambi hadn't taken off for the night and would remember her.
"Well, now," said the guard, sweeping off his hat. "I don't remember seeing you before. Bambi might be hard to reach. She's usually in the pool. Might take a while."
Brandy looked him over. Not too bad. A little young. A little too eager to do the job right.. . but.. .his eyes were roving over her body, covered in black silk that fit like a second skin. As he watched, her nipples hardened and grew taut against the fabric.
"What about if I can show you proof that I'm a friend of Bambi's, and have been a guest here before. I even had a shoot with Peter Quinn. You may be seeing a lot of me soon."
"Well, there's lots of people who name drop," he answered. "You could get those names off any issue of the magazine. That doesn't prove anything."
Brandy read the name tag over the pocket of his uniform shirt. "David. That's always been one of my favorite names. There is something else I could show you that is kind of a trademark for being here."
"And just what have you got to convince me?" he asked.
Brandy gently opened the door he was leaning on so she could swing her legs out. She crooked a finger at him. "You'll have to come closer to see," she whispered. "After all, we don't want this secret to get out, do we?"
David hesitated, then came around the door so he was standing in front of Brandy's knees. She hiked her dress, showing the tops of her stockings and a couple of inches of creamy thighs.
David was starting to pant and a band of