Hotel Limbo Ch. 04

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Chapter 4 - Halloween Treats

Clark stood on his balcony, overlooking the ocean view his room had. Looking around, he could hardly believe he wasn't actually in Jamaica or some Caribbean paradise. But he knew this was Hotel Limbo - the land of your innermost fantasies, which he was reminded of when he looked back into his room.

Last night, he and Keira Knightley had accidentally bumped into each other again. Since the British Babe Bukkake Show, he had only seen her from across the room at dinner, and no where else. She had the same feeling - there was something special about Clark, and she had intended to seek him out, but her regular hotel "duties" distracted her from pursuit.

But they found each other, completely by chance, the previous night, and things quickly escalated. She was dressed in a flowing green dress, showing off her lithe frame and elegance. They spoke for a while, the whole time awkwardly smiling and laughing. But before long, they were back in his room. In a flurry of motion, her dress was on the floor and they on the bed - soon, Clark pushed his thick cock into her tight pussy, eliciting moans of pleasure. He felt such a vitality with her - they screwed for hours, in every position they could imagine.

As he stood on the balcony the next morning, she rose and came out to join him, wearing only a sheet. As they looked over the beach, Clark noticed a bunch of the Hotel`s staff working at setting up some temporary looking tents on the beach. At that moment, Keira let a little scream out:

"I'm late for work!" she dropped the sheet, exposing her pale, slender beauty, and ran into his room to find her clothes. "I'm going to look ridiculous in this!" pointing to her green gown from the previous night. Stealing his t-shirt and a pair of what distinctly were old man slacks, she looked adorably tiny in his oversized clothes. Kissing him goodbye, she ran out to find her uniform and get to work on the Halloween event.

Clark hadn't realized they were doing a Halloween themed event. None of the men there really did - the seasons never changed, and there were no calendars around to keep track of time, so the girls could freely do seasonal themed events year-round. But the Halloween event was particularly unique. The girls would set up a variety of "haunted houses", which were, basically, theme houses featuring one or more girls. So men would go in as a group, and if they act out the scenario the girl leads them on, they get their "treat".

The men of the resort noticed a distinct lack in any of their companions that day - they were milling about as usual, but even calls to personal guides went unanswered.

Then, over a loud-speaker, it was announced:

"Gentlemen!" It was Elizabeth Hurley again, Clark could tell, "Tonight's event requires you to check your closet for your clothes for the evening, and make your way to the beach! Tonight, we celebrate HALLOWEEN!" Clark checked his closet, and found an outfit in the style of Hawaiian Tourists. He put it on and headed down to the beach.

At the gathering, he could see some men had on more exaggerated costumes, including fuzzy animals and scarier attires, but none of the girls were to be seen.

"If you'll split up into groups of 5, you'll be allowed start tonight's festivities!" Elizabeth Hurley's voice read over the loudspeaker. A gruff, angry looking man walked up to Clark and said,

"You Clark? The one that gets all the tail? I'm with your group." Soon three other grubby looking men approached with the same idea. Soon, the groups were off - the were told to head from 'house' to 'house' (the tented pavilions set up earlier), and perform their trick to get a treat.

Not quite knowing what to expect, the dozens of men split up, exploring the numerous tents throughout the beach.

After walking for a while, they found one no one else was at - Clark knocked on the door, and it slowly opened. Walking in seemed like Mary Poppins' purse; as they stepped into the tent, they seemed to step into the set for the show "The Office". And there, at the front desk, was the adorable Jenna Fischer as Pam. Looking around, Clark and Walter (as he introduced himself), and the others, were now all dressed in business suits.

Clark decided to play along, and stepped up to her desk;

"Good afternoon, miss; is your boss in?"

"Oh, no - everyone's out for the day. But if you'd like, you can wait in the board room while I give him a call?" Clark agreed to this, seeing where it was going.

"That sounds fine. But please tell him to hurry; it's very important." She grinned and winked at Clark, acknowledging his performance. She led them into the board room and they sat around the table.

"What the hell is going on here, Clark? Where's the babes?" Clark was impatient with Walter's brash attitude.

"Just go along with this and you won't regret it, Walter. Trust me. Let me do the talking, and we'll all be happy for it." Walter sulked in his chair, but when Pam came back into the room, he obeyed.

"I'm so sorry, mister; Michael won't make it in today. Maybe you can see him tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid that's out of the question," Clark winked at her, "We DEMAND satisfaction! Mr. Scott owes us!"

"Well, I don't know what sort of thing Michael's gotten himself into, but if there's anything I can do to help, I'd be more that...willing..." she bit her finger at that last part, and the men knew Clark was onto something.

She closed the door behind them, and, using a chair to get up, she walked up onto the table. The men leaned back; she was dressed quite conservatively, but her sexy strut owned them. She treated the boardroom table like a catwalk, unbuttoning a few buttons at first. Clark didn't realize how busty Jenna Fischer was under there - he could see the shadow of her cleavage and was excited by its' size.

"So...if there's any...way..." She continued, ripping her shirt open finally. She was wearing a tight black lacy bra, her large breasts held in tight by it. The men around the table drooled at the sight - Jenna Fischer might have had to wear unflattering clothes for her character on the show, but she had a body that could knock a break a man. She unzipped her tight, gray skirt, and slid it to the floor. Now, only in a matching set of black, lacy panties and bra, she made her way back to the end of the table.

The men were mesmerized, not saying a thing as she stepped back down, and coyfully kneeled under the boardroom table.

"You boys just sit tight..." She said as she disappeared under the table. Clark could tell what she was up to; looking over to the man nearest to where she disappeared, he could tell she was making the acquaintance of his cock. Soft slurping noises could be heard from beneath the table, as the blowjob's recipient closed his eyes in pleasure. The old guy, a Chinese man who had to be in his 70's, wasn't someone Clark had seen around before. But the man seemed to know this Walter character, who Clark still was not impressed with.

Walter, at the moment, was leering under the table, trying to get a view of the redhead in action. She took note of this, and made sure that Walter would have the shortest blowjob of the bunch for his impatience.

As the first recipient clenched his fists in anticipation of cumming, you could hear "Pam's" slurping getting louder and faster - then, stopped, as he groaned in pleasure from shooting his load, presumably in her mouth or on her face.

Clark saw she moved onto the next man - someone sitting directly across from him. The man's expression changed quickly from pleasure to shock to satisfaction. Clark felt her accidentally kick his leg, until she kept it there and started rubbing up and down Clarks shin. Still sucking away on the other man's cock, she seductively rubbed Clark's legs with hers, as a little way of telling him "thanks for playing along".

Moving one by one, Clark watched each old geezer cum thanks for Jenna Fischer's under-table blowjob, when he finally felt her hands on his thighs. Walter, to his left, was getting impatient, but Clark intended to fully enjoy "Pam" here. She unzipped his pants, and he glanced down to see her head between his legs - she looked as though she had swallowed every drop of cum so far! She immediately put her mouth over Clark's dick and sucked it off gently. Her velvet tongue was magic, bringing him to the edge more than once. Finally, taking his full length down her throat, he couldn't hold back any longer, unleashing his load down her throat.

Swallowing it all, she gave Clark's cock a little kiss at the end, then moving on to Walter. Clark could tell something was different - that slob Walter was pleased to just get his cock sucked, Clark could tell it didn't last nearly as long as any of the other mens' - "Atta girl," he thought.

As she got up from under the table, she looked around the room, and the men applauded. She grinned and made a bowing gesture before gathering her clothes and leading the men out of the office. Before she led them out the door, though, she made sure to pull Clark to the side. Looking around to make sure the other men didn't notice as they stumbled back out onto the beach, she grabbed his cock again, and pulled him close.

Kissing passionately, Jenna, still only dressed in her black lingerie, was ferociously working Clark's cock with her right hand, with her left clasped with his. They tongues swirled, Clark not caring how many men she had just sucked off. Finally, she took to kneading his balls as she jerked him to completion - falling to her knees to try and swallow this load too, she couldn't due to sheer volume. 'Pam' had globs over her face and in her hair, but she just took to massaging his semi-erect cock with her mouth.

"Clark! You coming?" Clark looked back, and Walter seemed as though he were coming inside the tent again. Quickly, Jenna wiped her face with her skirt, which she had dropped on the floor, and Clark turned to leave, but not before giving her a final kiss.

Jenna smiled as he left, and began to realize how much she missed that feeling.

Immediately, he was back on the beach with the group, all pleased with how the first house had gone on their Halloween adventure.

Walking further along, they noticed a lot of the houses were locked up, apparently occupied by other 'trick or treaters'. They managed to crack one door open, and were pleased to see Kaley Cuoco and Melissa Rauch in the middle of a huge gang bang, apparently on the set of their show. Melissa's huge tits were swaying as she was fucked doggy-style, with a cock in her mouth to match. Kaley Cuoco was on her knees, sucking off one man while she jerked off two others. Her tits, which Clark knew we augmented in reality, looked incredibly real, bouncing and moving with each motion, already dripping with the cum of several of her partners. At this point, all of Clark's partners for the night decided to ditch him and his insistence to see what the next tent had to offer.

"But guys - this one is clearly occupied. I think we might have better luck down the line."

"Ah, fuck you, Clark!" Walter yelled, "This Kaley knows how to suck a cock - trust me! And I'm sick of you 'leading' us!" The other men agreed with Walter, as each undressed and joined the gang bang.

Clark, looking at the room of 20-some men, all waiting for their chance to fuck these two beauties, decided he would keep looking on his own. As he left, he noticed Walter take his place between Melissa's legs, thrusting into her deeply with a loud shout, her massive breasts shaking - but Clark knew leaving would be worth it. He just had a feeling.

As the night proceeded in the "The Big GANG BANG Theory" tent, Walter and his crew each had a chance to fuck both girls in a number of ways. These two women inspired a sort of endurance in them - between titty-fucking Melissa Rauch which a man took her from each end, to the double-penetration of Kaley, Walter felt like Halloween was a success for him.

But he didn't know what happened to Clark next.