Hotel Limbo Ch. 02

It had been quite the night. After seeing her little performance on the beach, Clark found Jennifer Love Hewitt again and somehow managed to sweet talk her into coming upstairs. Waiting at the door when they got there were Christina Hendricks and Alison Brie - apparently eager to show their newest client how things ran around Hotel Limbo (mainly through group sex).

Before long, the four of them were on the bed, this old man finding surprising new vitality when faced with this bevy of beauties. At one point, as Christina and Jennifer explored eachothers mouths, Clark sat back and watched as Alison Brie, the sexy minx, kneeled over him, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. He was almost drooling at the sight - each button revealed more of her cleavage, and slowly, he could make out that she was wearing incredibly sexy lingerie; a silk black bra held her jiggling breasts, and, as she pulled the skirt down, he could see her matching thong and garters.

As she leaned over to kiss him, he felt some hands fondling his crotch - Christina and Jennifer, now in varying states of undress, seemed to be on mission to get his cock!

And they did - many times that night. At one point, he had Jennifer and Alison laying face to face on eachother, as he fucked both - one first, then the other, then back again. And another, in a proud moment for him, he was being tit-fucked by the incredible Christina Hendricks, while watching Alison and Jennifer coo and quietly make out beside them, when he had the biggest ejaculation of his life. Christina's red hair was streaked, and some even managed to land on Jennifer.

The night was something to never forget, Clark told himself as he lay there, sunlight just beginning to spill into the room as they all finally slipped off to sleep. These vixens, literally laying all around him, were some kind of paradise, he thought as he drifted to sleep.

Waking up the next morning, Clark only had Alison and Christina by his sides.

"Jennifer had to get down to the beach," a bleary-eyed Christina said, her red locks tussled in a sexy bedhead look. He leaned over and kissed her plump lips. She smiled, and Alison stirred, waking slowly. They lay together for some time before Clark's natural curiosity got the better of him, and his hands started to wander to each of their breasts.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" chirped Christina. "You've got to save yourself for later...although if you just want a feel, that should be fine." He didn't know what she meant by later, but he was fine to lay in the sun with these two busty beauties, kneading their tits and softly kissing.

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As Clark watched them dress, he decided to ask what the special occasion was, that he couldn't enjoy them this morning.

"Well, Hotel Limbo is having one of their monthly events. Tonight is the BBBB!"

"The what?"

"Beautiful British Babes Bukkake! I know you're going to love this..."

Later that night, after having strolled down to the beach to watch Jennifer's daily performance, he made his way to the dinner theatre, where the event seemed to be held.

He was greeted at a podium by the door by none other than Keira Knightly, who looked stunning in a dress much like the one she wore in Pirates of the Caribbean (Clark may have been old, but he liked movies, DAMMIT).

"Table for two, sir?" her sweet British accent was music.

"Well, no...it's just me."

"Oh, well I hope you don't mind if I join you then?" she grinned an irresistible smile, to which Clark just nodded. She took his arm and led him to a table; looking back over his shoulder, he noticed a similarly dressed Gemma Arterton taking the podium where Keira stood.

As they made their way through the room, Clark couldn't help but notice the bevy of beauties seated with the men staying at Hotel Limbo. And they all were dressed in Georgian-style corsets and dresses - and the men all looks like shlubs, dressed in bathing suits and sandals. Clark had decided to put on the suit in his closet though, and felt all the better for it.

He and Keira made small-talk; she seemed incredibly friendly, and Clark was thoroughly enjoying her company. Just as they were leaning in closer, though, the lights dimmed - and the stage curtains lifted. On stage, standing alone, was Elizabeth Hurley, looking stunning in a white low-cut, flowing dress, with matching elbow length gloves.

She demanded the audiences attention with her incredibly sexy and commanding voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, although special emphasis on the gentlemen..." the audience laughed, "This evening, if you've heard the name of the event, is about YOU. Namely, YOU, and your johnsons giving myself, and other lovely ladies to join the stage, a genuine cum shower!" Clark knew what bukkake was, and was eager to see Elizabeth Hurley dripping. He felt Keira's hand on his as Elizabeth continued speaking. Looking over, she had a grin from ear to ear.

"There's only one rule, though! Us ladies are going to stay clothed! Call it a challenge - but if any man takes of any piece of a ladies' dress tonight, the whole event will be cancelled! But! If you do control yourselves...each and every one of you will have the joy of our beautiful British lips on your fat cocks!" Keira squeezed Clark's hand and looked at him. She was so excited to finally have a legitimately handsome man. Old, yes, and definitely overweight, but there was a stoic charm to Clark, and she was excited for what the evening entailed.

"As I gather my cohorts for the stage show, I'll let you gentlemen get to know your acquaintances. And boys..." her sexy voice lowered, "...save the last drop for me." She left the stage, and the curtains dropped again. After the lights came back on, Clark turned to talk to Keira, but she couldn't help, looking upon his face, but just give into temptation. Before he could even speak, she had her face pressed to his. They kissed passionately and she held his face, as his hand drifted to her petite waist. She pulled away and smiled at him again; this goddess in a corset was beyond perfection. She excused herself to freshen up, and Clark let his gaze wander in a stupor from the kiss.

Apparently other couples were a little more passionate immediately - he could see the lovely Rachel Weisz, too dressed in the period gown, making out with another old guy (...why are there only old men here? Clark wondered), and her hand was obviously making its' way to the man's zipper.

Further still, he saw Gemma Arterton (the same as before) giving head to her partner, the lovely Kate Beckensale dressed immaculately, just talking with and fawning over her partner, although you could clearly see his hand on her thigh. What stopped his eyes the most, though, was the stunning Hayley Atwell, dancing with a short, bald man to the soft music playing. His head was firmly in her breasts as they swayed, her long dress flowing, his flip flops smacking. It seemed a farce.

Keira then returned, looking as radiant as ever - appreciating the full view at she strode towards Clark, he was in awe of this visage. Her dress, a long, flowing lightly coloured yellow affair, was topped off by a corset pushing her subtle breasts to the limit. He stood to greet her, which ended as a deep, passionate kiss. He could feel her pressing her lithe body against his, and her arms wrapped around him. She pulled back for a moment, looking Clark in the eye, then guided his hand to her breasts. He eagerly took to kneading them with one hand, while his other held her close to him by the waist. But as her tongue slowly made its' way into his mouth, the lights and curtains on the stage came to life again.

Back on the stage, out strutted Elizabeth Hurley again; her confidence and sensuality filled the room as she entered. She looked to the audience and winked, then mimed gesturing to someone offstage.

First out was the incredibly lovely Natalie Dormer; her long, blonde locks and flowing green dress made her look like a princess of sorts. And her cleavage! The dress, like Keira's, had a VERY positive effect on her cleavage. Sweetly smiling and waving to the audience, Natalie had an air to her that was magnetic.

And finally, out came the curvy and incredible Sophie Howard. Considering how most other girls were a-list stars, Sophie`s appearance confused Clark, but it was a delightful confusion, as her incredible curves and cleavage, poured into a tight Georgian dress, was almost too much to handle.

"Gentlemen! I hope you're ready...and ladies, if they're not, give 'em a hand, will you?" The ladies in the room laughed. After some further banter with the audience, Elizabeth announced "It is time!"

The first man was led up, quickly followed by a polite queue, but there was nothing polite what they were queueing for. Approaching Elizabeth, the first man brazenly dropped his pants entirely in front of her, his fat, short cock aimed at his face.

"Well! It looks like I've made a friend!" Elizabeth said to the audience. The old man standing there was jerking off now, and she decided to give a 'hand'. She leaned in to put her perfect mouth around his stubby cock, and clearly knew what she was doing. Soon, almost a dozen other men were on the stage, surrounded these immaculately dressed women. Sophie Howard soon had a cock in both hands, while Natalie Dormer was seductively licking the length of a particularly large cock. Elizabeth now was alternating between two cocks, when the first man finally came on the back of her head. A loud 'ding' was heard, and a scoreboard Clark hadn't noticed before read "Elizabeth: 1, Natalie: 0, Sophie, 0".

Clark then felt something - Keira, wanting a little attention, had reached over and begun massaging his cock. Hard in an instant, she was happy with the reaction she had on him. She unzipped his cock with her gloved hands, and began stroking him. The silk gloves felt strange and incredible as she lightly pulled up and down on him. She looked him in the eyes and grinned devilishly, and said "Follow me..."

Standing and holding him by the cock still, she led Clark to the edge of the stage. While it was still full of people crowded around the beauties on stage, Keira put Clark in line to get up there, and immediately fell to her knees to suck the full length of his throbbing cock. She was a pro, gently giving Clark's shaft attention, before moving on to kissing and nibbling the tip. But before he could get anywhere near finish, she would pull off, and somehow take him back from the edge.

This went on for a few minutes; standing at the edge of the stage, next in line to approach Ms. Hurley, Clark looked up - nearest to him was Natalie Dormer, who was already coated in a thin layer of white cum, and she was quickly working the next participant to contribute. Holding a man's member in each hand, she seemed to own them in that moment, so self-assured and comfortable. Her lovely blue dress was quite soaked as well - and her lovely, up-do haircut had globs throughout it. And Sophie Howard, now having her colossal breasts kneaded through her top by an old bearded fellow; she was much in the state as Natalie, now dripping and quickly gaining on the amount of cum on her as Natalie.

But then there was Elizabeth Hurley. She had clearly been paid the most attention, because, well, she's Elizabeth fucking Hurley. Presently surrounded by four men, Elizabeth was jerking off two as the other two worked themselves. Her white, tight dress was now soaked with cum, and her elegant hair and makeup was smeared with the mens' jizz. Quickly, the whole group of men began to shoot their loads, as though in sync. Elizabeth's face and chest were splashed with their cum, leaving white globs dripping down her cleavage. As they left the stage, having offered their load, Clark noticed Elizabeth was looking right at him. And looking around, it seemed he was the last to visit the stage. Sophie, now deep-throating two men alternatingly, had a score on the board of 23. Twenty-three?? Clark though. Looking around, though, it seemed all the mens' escorts for the evening had warmed them up for the final release. And he was next, it seemed.

Keira, having been roughly kneading Clark's balls for some time, while nibbling the tip, now stood up and fixed Clark's collar.

"Now, you go out there and make me proud!" she said. "I've worked very hard to make sure you have an EXTRA special climax. She won't see it coming! Or you..." Keira winked. Clark was curious what she meant, but felt something strange happening in his balls. As he turned for the stage, he looked back at Keira; she looked around quickly to see if anyone was looking, and, seeing that they were in a dark part of the stage, she pulled down her bodice and flashed Clark her beautiful breasts.

Clark smiled, and turned around to head towards Elizabeth.

"About time, big boy! I was about to leave!" she coyly said, still the performer. Walking past Natalie, now distinctly soaked in jizz, he saw on the board her score was a 27. But seeing Elizabeth's score almost made him cum on the spot. She was at 56 men. 56 individual men had cummed all over her, and it showed.

Walking up, she got to her knees and opened her mouth. She immediately took the full length of his cock down her throat as she massaged his balls. They still felt weird...what had Keira done, he wondered. But now he was focused on Elizabeth Hurley quickly taking his shaft in and out of her mouth. She pulled out for a moment, jerking him off to speak:

"You know, we all see you for something a little special."

"I'm sure you...oooh...say that to all the men..." She grinned at the pleasure she was giving.

"That's true, but you really are. For some reason, all of us - and I mean ALL OF US in the staff - are completely attracted to you, for some odd reason. Most of these blokes - sad, fat old men, just yearning to live a life they never had, with women they never could dream of having, but you...you were needed here, for some reason. And I don't care to find out, so long as you stay and fuck me senseless at every. Little. Chance." she punctuated each of those words with a kiss to the tip of his cock, before taking it fully in her mouth again. But Clark was at his limit - and she could tell. Pulling him out and jerking him off quickly, Clark soon found out what Keira had done.

It was the largest cumshot he had ever seen, let alone made himself. A steady stream of thick, white cum shot into her mouth, then all over her face. And it just kept cumming! For nearly 10 seconds, he steadily was cumming, completely drenching an already soaked Elizabeth Hurley. At that point, the scoreboard began chiming and dinging, and before Clark had himself zipped up, Elizabeth was being presented with a gold medallion, and Clark had a little laurel hung on his remaining erection.

Keira and Clark ended up spending the night together. He ripped her out of that dress so hungrily, she tingled with excitement for his appetite. They fucked for hours, but, somehow, eventually started making love. Clark had been with these women in such increasingly carnal and absurd ways, he forgot how wonderful it was to look into her eyes as two people lay intertwined, his body, and her body, so familiar with one another, yet having only just met.

She stayed with him through to the morning, but excused herself for work after a few hours. She wore his dress shirt and no pants out, leaving that yellow frilled dress in a heap on his floor.

"I'll come back to add to that pile later.." she said with a wink as she left.