The Continuing Adventures of Duke Lacrosse :Private Eye.. Part 8, we all got ate.
When I came too, things had changed, I was no longer in that smoky smelling of body odor theater. I was in a plush hotel room, maybe it was the Hotel Royal?
My head throbbed, my member did not.. when last I was conscious I was about to bust a full nut all over Wednesday’s backside, real porn show style, when Edgar or someone Kicked my upside the head.
It was Edgar! Where is that little son-of-a-bitch?!?!? I tried to sit up, but I had been restrained to the bed.. handcuffed by my right wrist and left ankle to the posts of this larger than large and oh so soft bed.
I looked around, and did not see or hear anyone.. and my head was hurting a lot.. so I figured, I might as well make the best of this situation. I managed to work my socks off.. (the only pieces of clothing I had on.. where’s my hat?? Ah fuck it) I know if I managed to escape , I would only have to come back here, to find Wednesday and the rest, so I decided to take a little nap…
It was the sounds of voices in the corridor that awoke me, it was two women.. it may have been Tammy and Wednesday? Or was it Tammy and Ebony.. or Ebony and Tammy?? I couldn’t tell through the thick walls and door of this luxury hotel.. “Damn I thought” I have slept too long..
It was dark in the room, very, very dark.. the door opened, I couldn’t quite see enough of the silhouette of the person who entered to know who they were.. there were two or three.. maybe four.. they closed the door behind them and did not turn the light on!
“Damn!” I thought , how can I fight with a hand and a leg tied.. and blind as a bat!” I should have tried ot get free earlier.. “. I was coming to realize that this may be the end of Duke Lacrosse Private Eye!
There was a pressure on the foot of the bed.. like someone climbing in.. I readied myself to kick at the person with me free leg.. that’s when I felt hands grab at my free ankle.. and these were not man’s hands.. these hands had all the smoothness and softness of an angel.. “Wednesday!”
While Wednesday held my ankle, the other bed intruder worked their way up my body.. towards my… my.. well my growing manhood..
“What the Fuck is Wednesday doing?? And who.. who.. WHOOOOOO just starting licking my balls!?!?!?!??!” I thought now loosing all sense of self preservation and control.
Then there was another body , climbing in beside the first.. climbing up my leg.. soft kisses felt all the way up my inner leg and thigh.. and still what must have been Wednesday held my ankle..
This new arrival started sucking one of my balls! While the other person in the bed started sucking the other.. I let out an audible moan of pleasure..
That’s when my ankle was let loose.. “I could try to break free” I thought.. but what good would that do.. I am still chained by a wrist and an ankle..
I had just concluded that thought when who I assume to be the third person who had been holding my ankle, slid down towards the other two.. except she slid down towards them from near my shoulder.. I caught on the air the sweet smell I knew to be Wednesday’s and as that thought hit me.. I felt her mouth.. going down on my hard, hard member.
Soon her leg that was closest to me swung over my head and I was 69ing with her.. (I guess if you add the two that were already sucking my balls, I would have been in a 87 position!
The ladies took turns pleasuring different parts of my “neathers” with their hands and mouths.. it was not too terrible long before that feeling, that uncontrollable feeling came over me.. and I came.. I came great gushes of hot fluid.. as I expelled this huge quantity of man gravy, I could feel each mouth in turn take a pull of my sweet nectar.
Faces lips and tongues were being rubbed all over my ejaculating hardness! It was like nothing I had ever experienced.. even since knowing Wednesday.. (boy let me tell you about her someday.. wowsers!)
I heard something electronic now that the action and the moaning and my screaming was over.. what was that whirring sound??
I could feel a warm cloth washing me clean.. when I heard in a whisper the voice of Edgar?? “Cut”.
One of the people in the room bent over to kiss me. From the smell of their hair I knew is was Wednesday.. the kiss was soft and wet and sweet.. and included a surprise.. a handcuff key!
Then just as quietly as they had came the invaders left.. without saying a word.
I lay there in the dark, feeling spent beyond all memory of spentitude.. panting a little wondering what the hell had just happened to me.. was that a drive by blowing?
After going over the episode in my mind a few times, I pulled the handcuff key out of my mouth with my free hand, unlocked first my wrist then my ankle..
I reached to where I had remembered the lamp being.. and turned the switch, “click” the room was bathed in light.
My clothes lay neatly folded with my Fedora placed carefully on top on the sink in the bathroom, I went to the mini bar, and poured the two small bottles of scotch over some ice I found in there.. I sipped my Johnny Walker Black and Red combination, lit up a smoke and slowly as I put my clothes back on.. something was fishy here, and surely wasn’t Wednesday’s sweet snatch which I had had the opportunity of sampling twice inside the last.. was it 24 hours?? .. “humm what day is it?” I wondered aloud.
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And so we must leave our Hero.. Finally fully dressed sipping Scotch in plush surroundings.. be sure to tune in Next time for the exciting conclusion of
Duke Lacrosse Private Eye: The Tammy NYP Incident.
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