Author's Note: So this chapter has been a long time coming. Thank you all for your patience and support on this story. It was more difficult to write than I thought it would be, mainly because I had a hard time deciding what the tone should be. I've also never written an orgy of this magnitude before, which is its own challenge. I'm mostly satisfied with the result. Enjoy!
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Wobbling on two-year old high heels, Sandra stood in front of the intimidating metal door to the elevator. In the distance she could hear the faintest wailing noise. Word traveled fast in the building, and she wasn't about to be left out of a juicy incident. She was tired of scheduling appointments and taking phone calls while young strapping scientists filed through the door. She knew their day was mostly paperwork too, but the potential for danger always excited her. Beside her Lester stood aloof as she asked the same question of him for a second time.
"Do you know what they're doing down there? I've never heard of a lab being sanctioned off so quickly." Her soft brown hair curled at her shoulder as she played incessantly with a sharpened pencil in her hand.
"I'm not really supposed to talk about it." His white shirt was stained and untucked over his gut. "It's already been written up in an accident report, but I don't think David wants it to be front page news. Uh...shouldn't you be up at the front desk anyways?" he scratched his balding head and glanced at her secretarial attire.
At the age of forty she had maintained a respectable figure, thicker than in her youth, but no less tantalizing to the right individuals. "Oh, come on. It gets sooooo boring behind the desk. Can you at least tell me everyone involved is safe?"
"De...pends on what you categorize as safe." Lester said.
"You're no fun."
He looked down the dizzying white hallways that crisscrossed around them. At the second- lowest level of the facility not much expense was put into decoration.
"They'll end the quarantine when they know its safe. What I saw was...something savage, Sandra."
"Jesus, you're a mystery." From behind them a lone bubble sprang up from the water cooler and popped.
Lester bit his lip and watched the numbers slowly change above the elevator door. "That's probably David coming up, can we please change the subject, I don't want to get in trouble."
"Oh fine. How are the wife and kids doing?"
As the elevator offered a small ding, Sandra was instantly buried under a torrent of naked bodies. The sea of limbs grasped and waved, tearing asunder every last scrap of fabric from her person, and clawed at Lester's legs as he slowly backed away in disbelief.
Words couldn't be formed from her chapped lips as they were coated in saliva. In a flash her blouse was shredded and her plain manilla bra was pinched under her ample breasts. Her stockings were stretched and torn by half a dozen gnashing mouths as hands groped and prodded at her most private areas.
Lester was awestruck by the undulating ball of life. Only when Sandra gasped and lunged out from their orgy did he snap out of the trance.
"Huh...." Sandra kicked off her remaining heel and limped forward. "On second thought let's fuck."
Lester managed only a few steps before he was dragged back to the horde. Female anatomy fluttered all around him, and at the heart of all of them was the queen herself. Vanesha smiled deviantly in his face with eyes like raw-cut amethysts.
"I remember you." She licked her lips and rubbed a glistening layer of semen into her chest. "Want to give me a new wardrobe?"
Sandra cackled beside her and fell into him, kissing his neck in lunacy. More women pinned his arms. Even if he had known them, they moved far too quickly to identify.
"Fan out and secure this floor!" David tore himself away from Bridget's reddened backside and scouted the surrounding area. "Turn anyone you see. Have all the fun you want, but do not let anyone escape!" The men jogged down the hall at lightning pace.
"Aww, he's got a little bit of a tummy on him!" Taylor lifted up Lester's shirt and poked at his stomach. "That's okay, we don't mind!"
"Nothing a few weeks of hard fucking won't cure!" Mika giggled.
His cock found its place bouncing wildly amongst their tongues. Their touch was like wildfire and his vision blurred as they squeezed his balls and wrenched his shaft like it was their only link to the world.
"There we go, we got a live one, ladies!" Taylor was entranced by the white fountain he offered instantaneously, and puffed out her chest like pastries in need of glazing. "You're on our team now, mister." She said, peeling away a translucent string from her upturned nipple and bringing the gooey treat to her mouth.
"What...is this feeling?" Lester was shaking as the last ounce was given up along with his load.
He had never been a part of such a carnal banquet. He had never even looked at the now naked Sandra with lust, but now his mind pondered every sexual possibility with which he could engage her.
"Leeeessster, how long have we known each other?" Sandra asked over her shoulder as she wiggled her succulent dimpled ass in his face.
"I...I dunno, two months...I think, oh god..." he swallowed audibly.
"I think we're on ass-eating terms, right?" she splayed her cheeks and flexed her sphincter playfully.
"It's...the next logical step in any friendship."
"My thoughts exactly."
Still smelling of her fresh cotton panties, the delicate rim of her anus met with his lips; his view becoming only two round manilla hills as her tailbone tickled his nose.
"This floor got slippery real quick!" Taylor chimed, "Who wants to watch me slide? Hehehehe!"
The nubile woman bolted up and dashed down the corridor on all fours, eventually shifting onto her greased bosom and tumbling across the tile on a trail of cum and grool.
"Wait for me, Taylor!" Mika squealed and rocketed after her. "Semen-slide!" Her face was turning red with laughter.
"Where'd David and the others run off to? He better not be cheating on me!" Katie cackled. All that remained of her position was an open tattered blazer and a swatch of ruined pantyhose caught around her ankle.
Vanesha planted a gentle kiss on Sandra's lips and stared into her eyes. The rest of the group had moved on, but she was happy to observe. Her newest girlfriend was beaming as Lester slurped at her rear.
"Your first is always special." With one hand she caressed the Sandra's darling, infatuated face, with the other she fingered herself steadily.
"Is this...is this really h-happening? I should...be ashamed."
"No, no, no, no." Vanesha assured and nuzzled. "What's shameful is denial, my love."
Her pussy was chafed and stinging from the onslaught she created only an hour ago but still she rubbed. Seeing this stranger's embarrassed, confused face, made her orgasms cycle even faster. She collected the tiny dollops of semen and smegma that remained in her bed of raven pubes and reapplied it to her clit.
"You are warriors, both of you." She seized Lester's bouncing cock below them and coerced Sandra's hand around it. "Now take up your sword and fight."
"Yes, yes, ugggghhhh!" she winced as Lester continued to ream and worship her rear. The head of his cock bulged under her vice-like grip. "Thank you, thank you so much!"
"Have fun, you two. When you are ready, feel free to join us above." Vanesha's calm smile stretched from ear to ear as she made her way down the scintillating corridor of seed.
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The long winding hallways were a maze of hidden treasures. Each branching path contained new friends. Bypassing the labs they made their way into stuffy offices and conference rooms. A long oak table marked the meeting place for the Department of Human Resources, and Katie seemed especially ecstatic to have found it.
"I've always wanted to do this!" shoving a swivel chair out of her path she clambered on top of it and quickly hit the intercom in the center.
"Hello?" the blinking device inquired.
"Hello, Deputy Director Farden?"
"Yes, is that you Katie? Why are you calling from the conference room?"
"I just wanted to thank you for the promotion,...oh, and also that I am a cum-gargling slut, who loves taking it up the ass."
"I'm s-sorry, what?"
"You heard me, you pompous piece of shit! I resign! Tell everyone you know that Katie Gimley is a one-dollar whore, who fucks until her holes are gaping and raw! Hahahaaaa!"
Ignoring the astounded gibberish coming from the speaker, she spread her pussy and gently urinated on the intercom, causing sparks to fly from it.
"I don't have a dollar, I'm afraid." David mounted her and molested her glowing breasts.
"I was definitely upselling myself, how's free sound?"
"Like a bargain."
Laying her prone, he wedged his impressive meat along her crack and began to spank her glazed cheeks. All around them was a whirlwind of chaos as people shot in and out of the room in sexual tag; bringing with them shredded papers, and pelting office supplies into the drywall.
Even the crazed wailing of his co-workers did nothing to detract from the intimacy he felt. David seized a knot of her auburn hair before delivering a ball of spit to her winking rectum. True to her word, Katie loved taking it up the ass. If the intercom still functioned on level, the entire faculty heard her howls. She didn't even need to finger herself. David's savage blows were more than enough to send her mind spiraling, and she allowed her arms to sway uselessly at her sides.
Across from them Taylor was being torn apart by two burly men. Like animals in musk they bullied each other over a prime position, stopping only when they had both achieved a hole.
"Urrrrghhh! Never been doubled-teamed beforrrrre..." her feet left the floor, as she was carried aloft by cock. Her view was only the top of a shiny ebony head and the chalkboard behind him.
Her pink painted toes curled and she began to grind her teeth at the intense churning in her overstuffed privates. Her taint was pinched and twisted by their slimy, competing meat. In ecstasy she dug her perfectly manicured nails into the wall, creating an earsplitting whine.
On the floor Toby had succumb to Mika's wiles. A simple handjob electrified him amidst their crisscrossed legs, and the vision of her exposed stubbly snatch did little to slow him down.
