Episode 4
Codes: cons, games, MMFF, double penetration, orgy
Starring: Kate Winslet, Keira Knightley
This story is smutty, sleazy, morally corrupt and will probably make you into a worse person. Consequently, it shouldn’t be read by anyone.
This story is FICTION. It did NOT happen. The people portrayed in this story do NOT act this way in real life.
As you may remember, I first met Conrad Atkins during my introduction here at StarGazer. At that time it seemed unlikely to me that he and Greg would become my closest partners of the next couple of decades. Initially, I assumed our personalities to be so different it seemed unlikely we would ever be close or even cross paths more than a few times.
Conrad was of German descent. His family hailed from Minnesota where his grandfather had made a fortune thanks to some daring entrepreneurship in the early 1900s. When the depression hit and threatened to wipe out his business he had decided to get creative and invested nearly everything he owned in a company that soon manifested as one of the many subordinates of the major film studios that grew up in Hollywood during the roaring twenties. Conrad picked up where his father and grandfather had left him. When he rose to power in the late eighties, he made StarGazer into what it would ultimately become at the eve of the new millennium. He was not among the most famous bigwigs in LA, but as the major shareholder in StarGazer he was its most important member.
He was also a man you never saw much of, unless he wanted to meet you, or if you actively sought him out. Greg was the right-hand man who handled minor details, and Conrad was the man with the plan who operated on the macroscopic stage. This time however was a bit different. Conrad had called me into his office because Greg had voiced his concern about my well-being. Sounds like a friendly gesture right?
It’s true though. Conrad was talking to me precisely because Greg was worried. For a while things had been going great here at StarGazer. However, this past month I felt like I had finally met that dreaded wall. It wasn’t something that suddenly appeared out of nowhere one day. It was more like a malicious sense of indifference seeping in on me like some black mist until I could barely concentrate on even mundane tasks.
I’ll say it again; The art of posing as a movie agent should be reserved for those who love working with people 24/7, and while I had gradually made myself accustomed to this line of doing things, I now realized I still had a long way to go. For the past weeks my job had become one that was constantly skipping the line between the generally mediocre and the absolutely tedious. I’m sure Greg noticed, which is why he had contacted Conrad.
Sitting in his high-backed black leather chair he spun around. In his grey suit he looked like a member of the European intelligentsia of the early nineteen hundreds - well built, with a neatly trimmed beard and a face that inspired authority. I remember it stuck me that he had an almost uncanny similarity to Lenin. I felt almost like I wasn’t in the same room as him - like I was watching everything that unfolded by binoculars from a great distance. And yet, I wasn’t really afraid that he was looking down on me or treating me like I was beneath him. I simply made precautions when meeting people with more power than myself. «Be cautious, suspicious and watchful» I reminded myself as I watched this hawk.
«Okay, listen up Alex.» Conrad said. «Me and Greg have been talking about this. I hear you’ve been feeling… how should I express it… burnt out lately?»
«If that’s what Greg told you?»
«He sure did. Is it true? Or is Greg exaggerating?»
«It hold some truth I guess.»
«Greg is a keen observer, a good friend and a good reader of people. He’s rarely wrong in these matters. I have called you in because I need to listen to my employees.»
He poured himself another shot of Brandy. His third for the day. Not many offices were equipped with the giant kind of liquor cabinet like the one Conrad had standing beside his desk. He said, «Anything you want to say about this Alex?» His voice was mild and outright friendly.
Sighing, I decided to lay all cards on the table. «I admit I’m exhilarated to be part of your firm Conrad, but I cannot lie to you. This is not work that can keep me occupied and engaged for long periods of time. I feel like I’m slowly getting used to the system, but there are still periods I feel like I should find something else to do. Harsh, but that’s the truth.»
«The lack of physical action is taking its toll you think?»
«I wouldn’t go that far, but for the past weeks this has become the kind of «office work» you see in sitcoms. And that is not something I am fit to handle.»
«I see. And how can we improve things? How can we make this situation of yours better?»
Was this the moment when people asked for higher wages? I was unsure how to proceed.
«I don’t know…»
«Believe it or not, but I had these kind of meltdowns all the time when I got into this business. Long periods where I needed to do something unusual. In a meek effort to get out of this vicious circle you start to do things… take a new route to your job each day and so on. I know all to well, office work is tedious business. That’s why breaks and vacations are so important.»
I was trying to be as enthusiastic as I could during the circumstances, but I knew it felt hollow when I answered him. «I agree Conrad, but the job is still there waiting for you. You know you’d get back to it as soon as vacation is over. It ain’t easy to forget.»
«True. Depressing, I know. and that’s the kind of freedom this job can’t provide. No job can really. Consequently, it’s the job itself that needs improvements. The thing that makes you wish to come back is ultimately to reassure yourself that you have opportunities.»
Something must have sparked inside his head, because he suddenly had this huge shit-eating grin on his face. Instead of a Lenin-style politician he now looked like a teleevnagelist with promises of salvation and heavenly glory.
«And I can think of a few things that you might enjoy…»
«Like what?»
He let his fingers trail over his mouth for a few secs before he replied.
«Tell you what… I have something for you. For both of us actually. In a few weeks I promise you, the two of us will take a well-earned vacation trip.»
«Okay?»
«Trust me, you’ll love this!»
«I’ll trust you then.»
***
September 2003Three weeks later I was standing outside an impressively stocky brick-building at a secluded place somewhere in the state of New York, not too far from the Canadian border. I had flown in with Conrad the day before and got up early to prepare for an event that Conrad promised I would love.
What I had NOT anticipated was that this event was going to be a costume party. Both of us were clad like British gentlemen anno 1800s. I wore a yellow vest and a black tie under a grey coat, topped with a black top hat. I only lacked a cane and I would be Sherlock Holmes.
My first impression of this ridiculous getup was that we were off to go hunting foxes or pheasants. I hoped Conrad knew I detested that kind of sport.
Furthermore, it was too hot for walking around like this in early September, so I silently begged Conrad to have brought some refreshments. Especially if we were actually going for a hunt. I wanted him to let me in on the nature of this trip, but he kept awfully quiet about it.
«You want to tell me the program for today?»
«Alex, you mustn’t underestimate the element of surprise and wonder» he said, sounding like he could barely hide his excitement.
He looked far better in his costume than I did. Something told me his elegant dark blue suit was tailor-made and was only used for special occasions like these. I knew there and then that he had some sort of plan up his sleeve, but what kind I could only guess.
While I was thrilled Conrad had taken the initiative, there was a part of me that was a bit worried where this would lead. After all, he had a reputation for being a cruel practical jokester.
One of the most famous stories surrounding him, one that I heard prior to my time at StarGazer, was frequently told around the parties in Hollywood and sounded like something straight out of a Japanese game show. Many years ago, Conrad had staged a meeting for some workmates from his inner council. During said meeting, Conrad had excused himself and the conference continued without him. Suddenly a trio of masked thugs armed with submachine-guns had stormed inside. After firing a volley into the roof they had instructed all participants down on the ground. Confronted with a trio of armed psychos who shouted obscenities, everyone yielded in nanoseconds and got down on the floor where they had been tied up and hooded. The intruders had proceeded to drag everyone outside and crammed them into a van where they were held at gunpoint for a long drive. When their hoods were finally removed - some of them undoubtedly believing their final moments had come - they found themselves inside a grandiose hall where they were met with champagne, beautiful girls and a whole dining table of refreshments. The raid had been a cleverly staged performance done by professional actors, but Conrad hadn’t told a soul and was laughing his ass of while his colleagues were literally shitting their pants. While many no doubt found his methods tasteless, his stylish pranks were done with so much care for the targets that everyone ultimately forgave him.
Like Greg, he wasn’t always easy to figure out, but he was not a bad guy to be around. He took care of his closest circle of co-workers in a way that most people could only dream about. Something of which I was soon about to discover.
As we stood outside in the warm weather I suddenly heard horses approaching, right before a large carriage rolled up in front of us. It was pulled by two horses and steered by a coachman who sat up in front of the roof. It didn’t look anything like the dusty stagecoaches of the old west.
«Woah, that’s our transportation for today?» I asked a little impressed.
«You like it?»
«You know, I’ve traveled pretty much any style you could imagine, but this is one I have never tried. I didn’t even know they had these over here. It’s the sort of carriage they would use in Victorian England 100 years ago, right?
«That’s correct. It’s a coach - a carefully reconstructed version of a model the VIP’s used in the late 1800s. You’ll feel like time traveling as soon as you enter this one.»
«Which makes our clothing appropriate I guess. So this is actually your version of a DMC Delorean?»
«Absolutely. We are about to visit Oscar Wilde in London. Let’s go meet him shall we.»
We both climbed onboard. The inside of the coach was as luxurious as one would expect from the outerior. The windows had wine-red drapes, and the seats were clad in black leather lining. According to Conrad it had been slightly modernized, but an untrained eye wouldn’t notice. You certainly felt a whole specialness and formalness by sitting inside.
I stared out the window as the coach began moving. A large forest area laid before us, and by the look of things that was where we were heading.
«Just relax Alex,» Conrad said reassuringly. «We’ll meet up with some other people further up. Until then we’ll have time to rest.»
Other people huh. Interesting. Taking Conrad’s advice I leaned back in the seating as large trees began flying by.
***
The forest was a dense type with patches of open areas. As we drove past it, grass, plants and trees seemed to knot together into faces and mysterious creatures. I wondered where the hell was Conrad going with this.
«Are we close to our destination yet?» I finally dared to ask.
«Maybe!» he said enigmatically.
«And these people we are meeting… Are they agents as well?»
«Maybe! Hey, I didn’t think you’d be this nervous Alex?»
«Am I?»
«You sound like I’ve arranged all of this to assassinate you.»
«Well, that would take care of some problems wouldn’t it.»
«Alex, think of this as a relaxation trip. This is indeed related to work. I’m not saying how just yet, but surely, this must be a hell of a lot more interesting than the office-chaos you’ve been though, right?»
He was right of course - this was refreshing. Still, this entire cosplay thing had made me anxious. You can’t help but feel alert if there’s a promise of surprise. Would this be another one of Conrad’s legendary practical jokes? The one that would make me the talk of the town in a couple of years? I pondered whether or not I should’ve brought a gun when three knocks were heard on the roof. Either the coachman had something to say, or he wanted to alert us about something. Conrad broke into his charismatic grin again and nodded to the right. I glanced outside, watching endless green fly by. Puzzled, I turned back to him.
«Look further.» he said. I leaned to the right again, almost pressing my face against the glass so I could see what laid ahead.
Two women stood along the road, maybe about 100 yards away. From this distance they looked like kids, but as we came closer I saw this was not the case. I had initially thought of them as children because of their dresses. Further inspection revealed they were clad in strangely familiar garments. Cosplayers like us?
As we rode closer the carriage slowed down before it came to a complete halt. The two women stood right outside now, looking prideful and haughty, staring into the woods as if we meant nothing to them. Their wide-brimmed hats blocked their faces so I was unable to see them properly.
«Is this…»
«I told you earlier that we would meet up with others. Now let’s get outside and help the ladies inside. That was common courtesy in the old days.»
We both went outside. The ladies were still facing the other way when one of them turned towards us. I almost froze when her face met mine. Kate Winslet? I got immediately starstruck by the Titanic actress and didn’t know how to reply. Conrad must have anticipated this and took over for me.
«Dear ladies, are you lost? You seem to be in dire need of transportation.»
Kate watched us carefully, like she was weighing us up to find out what kind of people we were. «That do indeed hold some correctness to it. Or what say you Keira?»
The other woman turned around. She was younger - late teens. Yes, it was definitely Keira Knightley - fresh from her star-making role in Pirates of Caribbean which had broken box office records just one month prior. The two of them were clad in Victorian style dresses, mimicking the female ideal of the time. The getup must have cost a fortune and must’ve been far too hot in this climate, just like our outfits.
«Indeed we do.» Keira chimed in. «Our useless suitors left us here and have yet to return. If they dare to show their faces again I’ll arrange it to have both of them whipped.»
«Outrageous levels of incompetence we have to put up with these days.» Kate added.
«I’m sorry to hear that. Would you like us to give you a ride?» Conrad laughed, «I guarantee, we are far much reliable than those suitors of yours.»
Kate looked straight into my eyes, before nodding her head slightly. «We wish not to be of inconvenience to others.»
«You are not. I promise.»
«Very well then. I shall accept your offer. Shall we accompany these gentlemen Keira?»
«Let’s us indeed.» she nodded.
«You heard her. As a token of your goodwill I assume you will guide us inside like the galant cavaliers you are?» Kate demanded, stretching her arm out to me.
«Uh, sure.» I said.
Once again I felt like a total doofus. I always told myself I was getting better at handling clients back at StarGazer, but this whole traveling adventure had gotten to me in a way I couldn’t explain. Nonetheless, I held their hands as I guided them up the two steps on the side of the carriage. Keira took the seat beside me, facing Conrad while Kate sat beside Conrad, facing me. As we rode on they had a stern and unfazed look on them, like proper ladies. Whoever wanted to date these two needed a grand mansion in southern England, that’s for sure.
«Would you like some wine?» Conrad asked and pulled out a bottle and a couple of glasses from the food basket he had carried with him. He handed a glass to Kate beside him.
«Certainly good sir, we have traveled far and we need refreshments.»
«And some way of forgetting the hazards of modern life.» Keira added.
«You wanted to escape the city?» I asked, suddenly wondering if they were here for similar reasons as me.
«Yes. Anything to get away from those pesky commoners.»
«Oh, have they been bothering you?»
«Indeed. A proper lady can’t walk a single step in the cities before we get snide remarks from pheasants and rude bystanders.»
«They need to be reminded of their place in society.» Kate added as he poured herself a glass.
«Servants should serve. That is the way of the world.» Keira finished.
Due to her fashion sense I got the feeing that she was playing a spoiled an arrogant version of Elizabeth Swann - her character from that Pirates movie, and I absolutely loved it. It was like watching someone making a dark fan-fiction of herself.
I knew how cosplayers tended to take their duties seriously. You stay in character no matter if anyone want to pull you out of character, and no matter if the setting is ridiculous and unintentionally hilarious. That’s part of the fun. Furthermore, these two were professional actors, as was evident i their completely straight faced expressions and conservative demeanor. I must confess I was mildly intimidated, but when in Rome, do as romans, as the saying goes.
«We are tired of being patronized and looked on in contempt by faceless lower class filth who never give us the respect we deserve. It’s why we prefer the countryside. Away from filth and grime.» Kate said in a stern tone.
From the corner of my eye I saw Keira break into a grin. Only for a moment, but I knew they found this as amusing as me. Like Kate she held her folded umbrella to the floor with both hands on its top, like a crusader would hold his sword during a sermon. I couldn’t help but let myself be impressed by how much effort they had put into this. It was like I was placed in the middle of some Jane Austen drama. It was not a genre I was particularly fond of, but if it meant I could be with these two beauties I would gladly participate in their game.
«I have to say,» Conrad chimed in, «You must be quite a long way from home, right?»
«Indeed, but the land of opportunity gives us a much-needed respite from the chaos back home.»
«Sounds like you’ve been through a rough day. I must say I’m amazed.»
«Thank you.»
«Anyways, ladies… The two of us have this excursion and our destination is close. Would you like to accompany us?» Oh, yes, they had definitely rehearsed this part.
«If you don’t mind the company of strangers we would much like to oblige. Don’t we Keira?»
«Yes. That would indeed be a jolly part of our trip.» Keira insisted. Those posh accents drove me wild. It made them both so much more attractive and exciting to be around.
«Glad to hear it. We should be close now.»
***
We arrived a couple of minutes later. Leaving the coach I saw that we had stopped close to a small river. The grassy field stretching before us wasn’t huge, but it made the place more intimate and cozy. Huge trees cast large shadows over us and made the early autumn heat bearable. This was something completely different than those overly crowded tourist spots with thrash strewn everywhere. In fact, it looked like a place no-one had ever been, even though a dirt road ran beside it. I began wondering how many people drove by here on a regular basis, because this was definitely not a place open to common public. When you were Conrad Atkins I guess you could open doors closed to anyone else.
As the women spread a huge red blanket over the ground I looked back at the carriage which took off into the woods again.
«He’s going to leave us here?»
«Oh, he’ll come back in a couple of hours.» Conrad said nonplussed. «Don’t worry about it.»
We went to join the two ladies who had already sat down and began unpacking the food from the large basket Conrad had brought with him.
The lunch was delicious. Afterwards we chatted for a bit, both Keira and Kate keeping up with their cosplay. They had a lot to say on the political climate in England, and about the dangers of revolution. Being schooled in European history I began noticing inconsistencies with certain historical facts, although both of them constantly avoided talking about modern topics, as if we had truly arrived somewhere in the nineteenth century. The setting here at the riverbank would fool anyone. Watching the two of them converse with us was a sight to behold, but I was still not convinced this was not just part of some trap Conrad had set. Their overdone seriousness and politeness was just too perfect. They were definitely planning something.
We had been resting for half an hour when Keira excused herself and left. Kate rose up beside her.
«If you will excuse us for a moment gentlemen,» she said as they lifted their skirts and waddled over to the shrubbery that grew along this riverbank. I assumed they had to improvise for the lack of bathrooms and didn’t think more of it. Conrad and I sat in silence for a few minutes as we waited for them to return.
«So what do you think?» Conrad finally asked.
«What do I think about what?»
«About this picnic. This trip. Surly it’s better than rotting at the office, right?»
«I must say I’m impressed by your initiative. I’m used to companies taking their members up into the mountains to improve office relations, build character and morale. This is something altogether different.»
«Do you wish we had gone skiing in Colorado instead?»
«Nah, this is better. I’m not the best skier. Climbing and riding on the other hand…»
«I see! I’ll take that into consideration when I plan our next trip.» he chuckled.
«Nah, don’t mention it. This extravaganza was far beyond what I had expected. At first I felt weird about it. Then the girls arrived and I felt even more weird about it…»
«Yeah?»
«I am reminded of the way movies portray older times. Although we don’t own factories or plantations, we are what anyone would call «upper class» today, sitting on some of the most attractive and desirable jobs in the world, and communicate regularly with the kind of people most of the world could only dream of. Case in point - you got both Keira and Kate to come along. I can only guess you wanted to remind me of the position I’m in.»
Conrad smiled. «You are lethally clever Alex. I give you that.»
«Huh?»
«You saw through it immediately. That’s why we like to have you around you know.»
«Glad to hear it.»
«Anyways… The trip out here is one I’ve decided to take because you’re a nice guy to work with, and I want my men to be taken good care of. Like you said; in our line of business we have access to certain privileges and it would be sad for you to waste them.»
«World famous actresses you mean?»
«Exactly. It’s one think working with them on a professional basis. It’s something else to get to know them. In a way, this is work.»
I had been considering this, how both Keira and Kate had made their careers from costume dramas. That I would spend time with them, talking, eating and drinking with them in full costume was a whole other story.
We sat in a couple of minutes more. For a moment I thought I heard laughter in the distance, but I eventually chalked it up to the myriad of different bird sounds that filled the trees above us. Nonetheless, Conrad rose up and motioned for me to join.
«The girls sure are taking their time.» he said with a knowing smile. «I think we should go see what they’re up to. Who knows, maybe they’ve been attacked by man-eating hedgehogs.»
For some reason I had anticipated this. I suspected the girls had ulterior motives when they left, and I was about to find out what as I followed Conrad down the same way the women had fled. A small pathway tore through the grass and snaked itself along the riverside. I saw now that the river was less of a river and more of a stream. It bended throughout the woods until it disappeared outside my line of vision. The trees grew quite close to the water here and the forest grew thicker as the land rose to the right of us. We hadn’t walked far before I heard splashing of water, followed by the same laughter I imagined I heard just minutes before. As we came up to some overgrown shrubbery we had a free line of sight to the river about 40 yards away. Something laid on the ground before us. Closer inspection revealed it to be dresses that seemed vaguely familiar.
Putting two and two together I gazed through the vegetation and gawked as I beheld a sight most men only experienced in their sauciest dreams: Kate and Keira, naked to the bone, jumping around in the water, splashing at each other whilst screaming and laughing playfully like excited kids.
The girls would not spot us from where they were, but they would soon as my manhood quickly grew into a massive hammer shaft that would be visible from outer space. Beside me, Conrad spoke.
«Come on. Let’s tease them a bit.»
«How?»
«Like this!»
He bent down and motioned for me to follow his lead. We picked up their dresses, their corsets, stockings, hats, shoes, underwear - we took all of it as we moved a bit further into the woods. Ending up behind a large rock about fifty yards from the river, we had a great view of the girls - their bodies glistening in the dim sunlight. I never believed that they had gone skinny-dipping just to cool down during a hot day. Whatever Conrad had schemed I was certain they were both in on it.
We had been sitting there for a few minutes when the girls stopped playing and went back on land. As they moved towards us I held my breath, spellbound by the sight of these naked starlets. Kate had a voluptuous figure, prided with a thick ass and a pair of nice full tits. Keira, still a teenager back then, sported a delicious youthful body - her perky breasts with a girlish flair to them. Both girls headed over to their clothes, which, of course, were nowhere to be found.
«Very funny guys! Where are you?» Keira exclaimed. Kate stood behind her and scanned her surroundings, trying to locate us.
«Okay, this is it.» Conrad whispered.
«We reveal ourselves now?»
«We do.» He dragged me up from behind the rock as we came into view.
«Oh, I’m so sorry ladies. We just had to remove your clothes. It would be a shame if they got wet so close to the river.»
«You’re going to give them back to us?» Keira asked. The two girls stood with their arms resting at their sides, not showing even the tiniest bit of discomfort in their nudity. Not once did either of them attempt to cover up their bodies - standing proudly naked and natural as forest nymphs from a fairytale.
«I suggest a deal. We’ll give your garb back if you give us something in return. How about it?»
«Oh, I wonder what that would be.» Keira said, having dropped the overdone accent she had used on the trip here.
«Well then, I think we might have something you’ll like.» Kate said.
«I am all ears.»
«In the upper circles of society, among the nobles of Europe, men and women used to play this really fun game which is perfect to reenact out here.»
«I’m excited to gain some of this historical knowledge.» Conrad chuckled.
«It was called «catch and mate» she said grinning. Keira smiled naughtily beside her.
«Hear that? That sounds much too fun to turn down, or what do you say Alex?»
«Mighty fine. I’m game.»
«Nice.»
Kate and Keira looked at each other and giggled, probably contemplating the outrageous nature of what they were about to do.
«Listen, we’ll have a whole forest to play around in. Would you care to give us a headstart?»
«Okay, how much should we give them?» Conrad asked me.
«How do thirty seconds sound?»
«Alright. But let me tell you, we won’t go easy on you. We are fast runners.» Keira joked.
«And just so you know; we’ll fulfill your every desire, but only if you actually catch us and treat us like the prey we are.» Kate insisted.
«That’s a deal then.» Conrad said. I nodded in agreement.
The two of them drifted closer together and exchanged a few words we couldn’t hear. In a flash they ran over the low grass and into the forest, looking like escapees from a nudie beach.
«Okay, this is where it gets exciting.» Conrad said. I couldn’t disagree.
«Shoud we pursue unclothed too, or…»
«Nah, it’s time for that later. Better chance of catching them in proper shoes.»
«Okay. But what will the two of them do now? Go into hiding, or run until they reach the county limits?»
«Hide, most likely. They always do, but they’ll never hide good enough.»
My suspicions were confirmed. He actually had done this before with God knows how many women. I decided to keep quiet, because it wasn’t like I wasn’t having fun myself. My heart was pumping so hard I was slightly woozy. This day had turned into something far greater than I had imagined.
«Alright, you scan the forest to the right while I go for the southern area along the river. We’ll cover more ground that way and I’m sure they’ve split up by now.»
«You got it.»
«A little advice if you don’t mind. When we catch them, let’s meet up again.»
«Okay?»
«Having two of these bitches to play with makes things even funnier. You get me?»
«I do.» I said as we began to move into the forest.
We split apart and moved into the terrain. This part of the forest looked like the one we had driven through earlier. Thick, but not too dense, with free sight for about hundred yards. As the forest didn’t provide all that much cover, the girls would have to pick their hiding places with caution if they wanted to get away from us.
In a sense I felt like I was more than used to this. Tracking wasn’t my speciality, but I knew what to look for. Something as insignificant as broken branches, movement in vegetation or trampled grass would give away clues.
I picked up speed as I moved on. Further into the woods I noticed a bush that gave off a slight sway, as if someone had rushed past in a hurry. Whoever it was couldn’t have gone far. And since the girls were barefoot they probably wouldn’t dare to run at top speed.
As I came into an area covered in tall grass I passed a clearing in the field. I made a mental note that this would be an ideal place to meet up again and continued onwards. The field was covered in yellowish lush grass, about one foot tall. Tall hedges hung over the underlying terrain like an immense roof, letting spots of sunlight down, making the area picturesque like a painting. The trees stood with a distance of about ten yards from each other. The massive trunks and branches would easily hide a small female figure.
I wondered who I was tracking. Was it Keira or Kate? Or would I be able to grab both? I couldn’t wipe a huge Joker’esque smile from my face as I thought about these possibilities, and what I would be allowed to do when we found them. This was by far the most exciting kind of hunt I’ve had in years, and a hell of a lot better than killing foxes.
I continued onwards when I heard someone shout in the distance. A guy. It was followed by a female scream. Conrad’s hunt was already coming to a close. And that scream sounded like… Kate? I decided it had, which meant that I was trying to catch Keira.
I saw no-one, but sensed someone nearby. It’s difficult to explain, but in situations like this you sometimes get a sixth sense when your mind is working at 110 %. It wasn’t first time I was trying to catch other people, but this time I was tasked with a far more comfortable mission, and the reward would be great.
I was about to turn back and reconsider my intuition when I sensed movements to my right. Trees and grass stood still in the absence of wind. No Keira to be seen, but I was almost sure she was hiding there in the tall grass, or close to it. Did she lay low, crawling on her belly? Or did she use the trees for cover? I moved on, slowly inching forward as I didn’t want to alert my prey by rushing.
I decided to play it smart. With the best hiding spots to the right, I instead turned left, tempting her to reveal her position. Far away I heard someone cry out in joy. Continuing left for ten- or so more steps I suddenly did a swift 180 degree-turn, catching the woman who just then peeked from behind one of the trees. Keira froze for a second before she let out a cry and ran. I went after her in a hurry. She had a distance on me of about 30 yards, but I had shoes. And while she was fast, I was faster and quickly gained on her.
Between the trees I saw Keira take a quick 90 degree turn to the right and got into a sprint, trying to shake me off. She wasn’t joking around - she actually had me working for the whole pie, but about twenty seconds later I was mere steps behind her. As the forest thickened into a state where she couldn’t decide whether to run left nor right she finally turned around to face me, realizing she was trapped. Checkmate! I almost said it out loud as I cornered her. Keira backed slowly into the tree behind her, catching her breath as she stared at me. Her nude body was a beautiful site to behold as I got a closer look at her. One thing’s for sure - as gorgeous as this forest was, placing a naked woman in it only improved the scenery.
«Congratulations good sir, you got me!»
«That I did.»
I reached out to her, trailing my hand boldly from her cheeks to her throat, over her collarbone, down over her breasts to her taut belly. She made no signs of disapproval, but instead seemed to enjoy my hands inspecting her body - a sly smile on her face as she awaited the pleasure to come.
«And what will you do to me now? You going to ravish my body?» she asked in a way which indicated that she absolutely hoped I would.
«Indeed, but this is not the place.» I said, twirling my fingers into her dark hair and pulling her with me. She responded with a squeal of submissive approval, relishing in the experience of being taken like this. We needed a better place to lay down and I had spotted one just a few minutes earlier. As I walked back with Keira lurching behind me I called out to Conrad.
«HEY CONRAD!» I shouted. «OVER HERE! I’VE CAUGHT A FOX!»
«I hear ya» came from somewhere far away in the woods.
Arriving at our meeting place I released Keira’s hair. The bulge in my trousers was getting huge, something my «prey» was eager to expose. I unfastened my pants and let Keira take care of the rest as she pulled them down completely. As soon as my dick sprang out in front of her face her eyes widened in awe.
«Oh, wow! You have quite the package here good sir!»
«Glad you like it. Surely you’ll get to know it soon.» The teenager broke into a horny grin at this and moved her hand between her legs, letting her fingers fly over her clit as she eyed me.
«Let’s fucking do it. Right here, right now.»
Beginning to pull off the upper part of my habit, I was about to take her suggestion when I heard footsteps approached, accompanied by restrained giggling. Conrad came into view. Like me he was pulling his woman by her hair - Kate Winslet was dragged behind him, her arms flailing aimlessly. Conrad had already discarded his clothes. It was first time I had seen him disrobed - his chest and body was astonishingly hairy, his eight inch dick tilting up and down as he moved. Pulling off the last of my clothes, all four of of us were finally naked. Conrad dragged Kate into the open field and turned to me.
«I see you got a nice fresh catch on your own. Shall we test them?» he said as he released his grip on Kate by sending her stumbling over to Keira. She kneeled beside her, their eyes glaring lustfully as they watched us.
«Good idea. They seem ready to mate now. Or what say you ladies?» With a giggle both of them laid down on their back, spreading their legs wide open. Eager hands began tempting us with the fingering of wet pussies.
«Well, a man cannot resist the temptation of this kind for too long.» Conrad said.
Moving down to the ground I leaned over Keira as she held herself open. A heavy moan met my ears as I felt her tightness contract around me. Beside me Conrad shoved himself into Kate as they showered each others in wet kisses. Following his lead I leaned in and did the same with Keira. Her mouth was open and inviting as our tongues began dancing together.
The birdsong of the forest was now mixed with muffled cries. Kate clasped her legs around Conrad, trying to keep him as deep inside her as possible while they copulated. Opting for a different position, I gripped both of Keira’s legs and bended them backwards until they rested on her shoulders, opening her up as much as possible. I held her like this as I picked up my pace, causing Keira to throw her head backwards in pleasure. Moving our arms around each other, we forced our heads together as we began to kiss again - our tongues nearly fusing as we thrashed there on the ground.
Beside us, Conrad held Kate by her hips as he fucked her with incredible force, using her body for his pleasure. Kate arched her back until only her head touched the ground - her large tits bouncing back and forth so fast they turned into a blur. He certainly didn’t hold back from being rough with his girls, but Kate didn’t mind judging from her moans which grew steadily until they had become uncontrollable screams that echoed through the forest.
I decided to see if my own partner was ready for the same treatment. Holding Keira’s frail body tightly, I picked up my speed and thrust into her with greater gusto. Our pelvises matched perfectly. Soon, wet slapping sounds were competing with Kate’s screams. Keira continued to moan into my own mouth as we made out. We simply couldn’t stop kissing in our desperate and mutual need to become one. When I finally slowed down and our faces separated we were both gasping for air, totally exhausted.
We both wanted to keep going and get each other off, but Conrad and Kate had other plans.
«Hey Alex. What do you say we trade?»
«Not a bad idea. Unless our prey think otherwise.» This deeply intimate missionary position with Keira had been heavenly and I really didn’t want to let go of her hot teenage body yet, but I also wanted to feel Kate’s more developed frame.
«It’s okay. We can continue afterwards.» Keira smiled up at me, before we ended with a final passionate kiss.
Pulling out of her we exchanged partners. Kate laid on her back with her legs splayed open for me, but I wanted to try something else and turned her around, as did Conrad to Keira - positioning them on all fours so we could take them doggy-style. Not one to hesitate given the opportunity, I mounted Kate. She had already been warmed up by Conrad and was a lot more open than Keira’s teenage pussy. Kate cooed in excitement, loving the feeling as I plunged into her hotness and grabbed her by the hips. With a better grip on her I was in control and could really get some real pounding done.
Conrad was already going strong as he fucked Keira. Like with Kate, he obviously didn’t believe in going soft. He held her by her mane and pulled her head backwards, pounding the young woman so hard I wondered whether she was comfortable being used as rough as this. Her insane screams of pleasure told another story though - coming in short stutters as Conrad fucked her with bestial force.
«EE - EE - EE - EE - EE- EE - EE - EE - EE - EE - EEE - EE - EEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!»
Fucking Kate doggy-style was a great idea which gave me an extra bonus from a pure visual standpoint as I could enjoy the sight of her thick body shaking from my thrusts. Her full round ass cascaded in fleshy quivers as I pumped in and out of her. Moving my left hand around her, I cupped her tits and gave them a playful squeeze, something Kate absolutely loved.
«Mmmmm, knead those things like bread dough. That’s what they are made for!» she cooed naughtily. It was hard to imagine this was the same woman who broke hearts as Rose in Titanic.
Letting go of her breasts I concentrated on fucking her and picked up my pace, once again sending Kate into a fit of submissive screams. How far were we from the nearest settlement? If anyone lived closer than one mile I think they would hear us and wonder what kind of exotic animals that caused such commotion. The girls were so loud that it sounded like a dozen people fucking out here.
Glancing to my right I realized me and Conrad, subconsciously or not, were mimicking each others movements. With our hands in their hair we thrashed our hips so fast we sendt Kate and Keira’s tits swinging wildly underneath them. I knew that animal instincts sometimes take over during sex - you forget the process of having sex with another person, because you become so focused on the physical side of it. Eventually you lose yourself. That was precisely how I felt right then - we had left our humanity behind and just fucked like wild animals. Only vulgarity and lewdness were heard from the two in front of us:
«MMMMMMMMM! OOOOOOOOOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHH!»
«YESYESYESTHATSIT! HARDERHARDERHARDER! MAKE ME FEEL IT! NNNNNNNNNNNHHHHH! MMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNHHHHHH!»
We continued like this until Conrad, once again, decided to make a suggestion. I was sure he had intended for this since we got here.
«Hey… Alex!»
I chuckled as I had noticed how polite his voice got each time he wanted something. «Do you think we could… you know… share these two? I don’t think they would mind.»
«I sure wouldn’t,» Keira gasped in front of him, panting like mad after having been used by Conrad.
«You heard her!» I said.
«Alright, let’s get together then.» Conrad said as he withdrew from his partner. He turned over and laid down on the ground, motioning for us to come over.
Being the youngest of us by far, Keira was not afraid to go all out, which became evident as she moved over Conrad in what would be the most practical position if a girl wanted to be double penetrated. Conrad however had other plans.
«No, I want you face-up. That way you can take care of Kate at the same time.»
Part of me was angry that he got to sample Keira’s ass, but I got to play with Kate at the same time so I didn’t protest. Besides, I wouldn’t mind a visit to Keira’s pussy again.
Keira turned around. She spread her legs over Conrad, leaned backwards and rested her shoulders on his massive chest as he pushed into her backdoor. He started out slowly, but picked up speed until his massive prong was sliding in and out of her ass - an impressive feat for such a young woman. As soon as Conrad had entered her completely I leaned in and motioned for her to spread herself a bit wider. Opening up, she eased my entrance into her.
«OOOOOOAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Fuckthatfeelssofuckinggood!»
I had seen plenty of young women handling two cocks at the same time, but the way Keira welcomed both of our mighty swords inside her was simply amazing. She took it like it was nothing. I was tying to find the proper rhythm so that I could ram inside Keira as Conrad pulled out, and in a few seconds we moved in sync.
Kate, having watched the process unfold beside us, didn’t want to be left out of the action.
«Okay! This slut can pleasure me as well when she’s so damn greedy to occupy two cocks herself.»
«Fuck yes, I want it all.» Keira mumbled in a voice that sounded like a desperate cry of carnal need.
«Aaaah, that’s one kinky bitch we’ve got here.» Conrad nearly shouted, impressed with this younger star who was determined to get us all off.
Kate squatted over Keira’s face, bowing her legs to get herself within reach of her tongue, causing Keira to push her body to the limit. She was now getting double penetrated and pleasured Kate with her tongue at the same time as we used her like a sex toy. Conrad moved his large arms around her so he could maul her small tits. Keira, on her part, was occupied with Kate’s ass and pussy, something which Kate welcomed with reckless abandon. She didn’t intend to take it easy on her co-star, but instead began grinding her cunt over the younger woman’s face as we all became synchronized in our motions.
Four bodies became one as we fucked at a tremendous pace. Conrad continued to pump into Keira’s ass while I fucked her pussy from above. Keira had wrapped her legs tightly around my waist as she licked away at Kate’s hot box, while Kate draped her arms around my neck and we began making out so passionately that drool and spittle flew all over Keira’s body.
I had a vision of what we would look like for anyone stumbling across the four of us - a pile of naked sweaty bodies writhing in orgiastic pleasure out here in the forest.
We were all close now, ready to fill Keira from all ends. The English teen loosened her legs from around my waist and threw them into a spread eagle and Conrad helped her by holding her tights as wide as possible. Her panting breath intensified as the two of us fucked her holes while Kate rode her face. Kate broke our kiss and glared into my eyes as we listened to Keira’s half-muffled mewling.
«Listen to her! That harlot is about to explode and so am I!»
«I’m close too.» Conrad groaned, sounding like he was about to let loose. «Let’s fill this whore together.»
«Oh, yeah. I’m right there with you.»
Encouraged by this, the four of us rutted ourselves into a final animalistic frenzy to make that final push over the edge. I had never anticipated four people reaching orgasm simultaneously, but that was precisely what happened.
«FUCK, I’M COMING! HERE IT COMES BABY! AAAAAAAAAH!»
«ME TOO! I’M FILLING THIS WHORE’S ASS! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
«AAAAAAAH HERE I COME! DRINK MY FUCKING JUICES YOU FUCKING WHORE!»
«MMMMMMMMMMH, SPPFFFFFMMMMMMH, MMMMMMMPPPPHHHHH!»
We became an amassment of flailing limbs in a cascade of screams. Conrad and I bucked deep into Keira and emptied our balls inside her. Keira’s legs thrashed in the air as her convulsing holes sucked the two of us dry, while Kate clamped her meaty tights around her head as her squirting twat gushed into Keira’s mouth. The four of us shook and quivered as orgasmic bliss rode our bodies, making us untangle in a graceless quake that sent Kate into my arms as the two of us fell over to the side.
As we slowly calmed down we embraced there on the ground, Kate’s head resting on my chest. Looking over her I saw Conrad lying on the ground with Keira resting upon him - her limbs leaning to the sides and her face completely soaked in Kate’s juices. Conrad kept fondling her breasts, but Keira barely noticed as she was utterly and completely spent - her tongue practically hanging out of her mouth.
The four of us laid there for about an hour as we regained our strength.
***
We made our way back to the riverside where the girls begun the hard job of redressing in eighteen century fashion. Both had to give each other a helping hand. I walked up to Conrad who was in the process of fastening his belt.
«It’s not that I don’t appreciate this Conrad, but… You set all of this up just to make me feel better?» I had lowered my voice so much that the girls wouldn’t hear us discussing this.
«Maybe. Did it work?» he said as he buttoned up his shirt.
I had to laugh. I wasn’t used to people going to such extremes to make me comfortable - picnic by the river accompanied by two of the world’s hottest actresses willingly whoring themselves out for my pleasure. I was at loss for words, but I had no right in the world to complain. How could any heterosexual male? With such luxuries viable to his pleasure?
«I’d say. You have a way of convincing folks, and if this is the level of control you have over the actors of Hollywood I am, once again, impressed.»
«Thanks. I knew you would like this.» he grinned.
«Still, this is a whole lot of effort for one day out in the open wouldn’t you say? How do you even suggest this for those two?» I said, looking over to Kate and Keira. They seemed to be in conversation about how to breathe properly within tight corsets.
«One of the first lessons an actor learns in this biz is what it takes to get ahead. You’ve met Jack Schaffer, right?»
«Yeah.»
«He would tell you the same thing. Get out more and you’ll see this is the way the system works. Kate has known this for a long time, and Keira is in the process of learning. She was eager to test her limits and see how far she was willing to push herself, and as we both experienced, she’s more than comfortable with it. She has a bright future ahead of her.»
I got flashbacks to Jack Schaffer’s meeting with Monica Bellucci back in May. I had suspected these arrangements were more common than I had been led to believe, but it was nice to have it confirmed.
«Well, that should be obvious. Her latest hit drew in a lot of cash.»
«True. I expected that Pirates movie to make some profit. Still…
«What?»
«I hear Disney and Bruckheimer want sequels, and I’m not sure lightning strikes twice. I mean… They could potentially flop.»
***
The coach came back about twenty minutes later, right on schedule. The four of us conversed all the way back, although none of us spoke about what had happened.
I considered Conrad’s words. Had he been honest with me? I couldn’t help thinking this was all some company debt Kate and Keira had decided to pay with their bodies. On the other hand, both of them seemed genuinely comfortable with it. They were in good spirits as we headed back to base.
As we exited the coach we got a neat Victorian-style bow from both girls as they bid their farewells.
«This is where we part ways. We had a jolly good evening with you sirs.» Kate said. «Don’t you agree Keira?»
«Absolutely. The two of you certainly know how to treat women properly. I hope this isn’t the last time we meet.» she said, looking exquisite in her costume, topped with the large hat.
«Neither do we.» Conrad said. You are both some impressive women. Especially you my lady.» he gestured towards Keira who smiled proudly and took his words as a huge compliment.
I watched them head off towards a large car standing alongside the brick building, probably their transport out of here. As I watched them leave I was reminded of how fun and play isn’t something you ever grow out of. The only change is that the games you participate in mature and change with age.
***
As I got back to LA the day after I realized another thing: Our little adventure had worked beyond all expectations, and I felt revitalized and fresh in a way I hadn’t been in ages.
It was true what Conrad had said. As long as you know your job comes with certain benefits it’s far easer to focus. Sooner or later you’ll be rewarded.
NEXT: Aishwarya Rai give Alex and Greg a taste of India.
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