Miranda was up on the dais at the head of the room, being enthusiastically double penetrated by two men. Her head lolled back and her blonde hair hung down over the muscular shoulder of the man underneath her.
Sam could hear her gasping moans. From their angle in the audience, he and Edie were almost perpendicular to the three bodies on top of each other - he could see her entire lithe figure laid out in front of him, her breasts crushed by the man on top of her, jiggling frenetically as each cock bottomed out inside of her at fast, steady rhythm.
Sam felt Edie put her hand on his arm, which was tensely affixed to the armrest on the couch. She leaned her body in towards him, her softness brushing him in a sensual way.
"Easy, Stone," she said quietly into his ear, "your former colleague has been taking all comers for the last hour - so to speak. She's ... she's been incredible up there. Apparently she's going another two hours, until midnight. Charles is infatuated with her - he's in line for her next."
Sam's eyes flicked beyond the dais for a second, and sure enough there was a line of men - and a few women - waiting their turn, with Charles Reid at the head.
Sam focused back on Miranda and her lovers, and realized he was hard as an iron bar beneath his robe. Edie put some pressure on his arm and he relaxed slightly, his back finding the cushioned couch. Edie moved her right hand from his arm down to his knee and kept in there; she leaned into him more and he felt her warmth next to him. Edie shivered a bit; looking over, her left hand was inside her own robe, fingertips circling her nipple lazily.
Sam's right arm found the armrest of the couch, and almost instinctively he put his left arm around Edie's shoulders and she leaned into him further still. She took the hand that had been inside her robe and found Sam's left hand with it, and pulled it down to where hers had been, and smiled. Sam felt Edie's fat, plump nipple there and he picked up where she had left off. Her hand disappeared lower into her robe.
Sam looked back at Miranda just as the two men picked up their pace. After a half a minute Miranda's head came up, and her gaze floated across the crowd with an unfocused stupor, not really seeing anything. Then her eyes found Sam. Her pupils focused, and they shared a long look for two heartbeats. Sam felt Edie's hand squeeze his knee; she could feel the connection between him and Miranda.
Then Miranda threw her head back again, her body seized and jerked, and she came explosively with an ecstatic scream. She shook and set off the two men, who each groaned and jerked their hips, filling both her holes with cum, and Sam heard several people in the audience climax along with them. Both kept pumping, and Miranda came again and again, until the men couldn't go any longer. They slowed and stopped, panting, and disengaged from Miranda one at a time. The crowd collectively took a deep breath, and then cheered and whistled loudly.
Edie turned her head and whispered into Sam's ear, "I knew you two were friends, but that ... that was sexy as fuck." Sam felt her slide her hand from his bare knee up his thigh and wrap her soft hand around his throbbing cock.
"Stone, you've had this monster on you the whole time?" she said, giving his cock a squeeze. "If I had known that I would have invited you to one of these months ago." Her hand slowly, gently caressed his cock. Sam laid back his head and closed his eyes, breathing deeply. Randi had ignited his blood, and Edie was keeping him at a high state of arousal with her soft touch.
After a few moments Sam opened his eyes. He realized he's stopped circling Edie's nipple; he started that up a again and she moaned in appreciation. He looked up at the dais, and Randi was drinking a bottle of water and trying to catch her breath. She set it down after a long pull, and took the clean, damp towel offered by a servant, wiping her face, neck and chest. Then she turned and looked at Charles Reid over her shoulder suggestively, crooking a finger at him to beckon him forward.
Charles - CR to everyone but his wife - was a short, stocky man who had a powerful build that was giving middle age a good fight. He was gregarious and had an intense kind of energy to him that made him a very successful real estate broker. His once-blonde hair was mostly grey and stood up in a flat top; body was tan and weathered, like he spent a lot of time on his boat.
He stepped up and curled his hand around the back of Miranda's head, his thumb brushing across her cheek in a tender motion, tilting her head back gently so she looked at his face. Then he pulled her up towards him as he bent over, giving her a long, deep kiss on the mouth. He held her there for a moment then straightened, breaking the kiss, but he didn't let go of her head. Instead he slowly but firmly brought her face towards his thick cock.
Miranda was on her knees; she sat back on her heels until CR's meaty balls were at her eye level, and then let him guide face towards them. She grabbed his cock with her left hand and lifted the shaft, then she attacked his balls with her tongue, licking each one with broad strokes. Sam, who was watching Randi intently, saw her eyes flit in his direction, finding him momentarily. Just as quickly they were back on CR's package, but she took her right hand and patted CR's left hip a few times. She scooted over a few inches, repositioning herself as she sucked his balls into his mouth one after another, and CR got the message, rotating slightly.
Randi now only had to turn her gaze a tiny bit to see Sam, and she gave Sam and Edie the perfect three quarters angle to see her face while she sucked CR's cock. She pulled her tongue from CR's testicles, and looked up at him, eyes full of lust. He brought his other hand down to the back her head, and with two hands guided his cock into her open mouth. CR threw his head back and moaned; when he did, Randi looked at Sam, then slowly slid her lips down his shaft, her jaw straining to take the thick cock all the way.
Sam inhaled sharply when he realized Randi had adjusted their positioning to give him this perfect view; he felt Edie's hand stop abruptly a split-second later. Randi looked back up at CR, sensing his gaze was returning to her; when he locked eyes with her she pushed the rest of his cock into her throat. She reached both hands around to rest on CR's ass, and the man began to slowly fuck her face with slow, controlled thrusts.
"MMmmm look at her go," Edie said with a sensual growl. "She's going to ruin him, putting on this little show for you. I'll have to up my game. But goddamn if that isn't the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen."
Sam never took his eyes of Randi. He felt Edie slip down in the couch a bit more, stretching over him. He felt her peel back his robe and take his rock-hard shaft and both hands. He felt her hot breath, and then her tongue circle the ridge along his cock's head. Then he felt her pouty lips encircle him, her tongue flatten along his shaft, and her slide his cock deep into her throat. He realized he was holding his breath and let it out in a sigh.
For several minutes he was lost in the surreal scene - he was watching Miranda get throat-fucked by CR, while that man's wife deep-throated his own cock. Miranda stole glances back at Sam periodically; he only took his eyes off her when they rolled back in his own head.
Eventually CR pulled Miranda off his cock, and ropes of saliva spilled down onto her chest. While CR panted - Sam could tell he had been very close to cumming - she caught her breath. She stood and whispered in his ear; CR nodded, and then lay down on his back on the dias, head propped up by a pillow.
Miranda stood over him, and then tapped his right side with her foot. CR rotated around, and then Miranda mounted him - she had positioned him so she could look strait at Sam and Edie while she rode him. She reached down and pointed CR's fat cock at her slit, and then slowly slid down until he was buried inside her.
CR reached up and grabbed Miranda's tits firmly, and she moaned, throwing her head back. Then she began to grind her hips against CR, stirring her insides with his hard shaft and grinding her clit into his pubic bone. Her eyes came back down and met Sam's.
Sam felt Edie come up for air, and he looked down at her as she pulled herself off his cock. She looked at him and smiled, then stole a glace up at the dias.
"Damn," she said. "That's quite a sight. Makes this pussy needy for some cock of its own. You up for that, Stone?"
With that she stood and let her robe fall to the ground; Sam took in her voluptuous body and felt his cock lurch. She looked like the Mother goddess from Luc's collection, all woman.
"Fuck yes, Madame Councilwoman," he said. "I think the question is: are you up for it?"
"Mmmm, let's find out," she purred. She patted Sam's leg and he scooted over, then she mounted the couch on her hands and knees and stuck her plump ass high in the air. Sam got a good look at her sex, just inches from his face, and it was dripping wet.
