Claudia's Adventures

Welcome, readers. This story is part four of a special collection (Gangbang in Atlanta) within the "Claudia's Adventures" series. Here is a series overview.

While working as a graphic designer for an advertising firm during the pandemic, Claudia impresses one of her clients, Mr. Franklin.

He purchases her contract, and they get to know each other over Zoom. They develop a chemistry while having weekly meetings for six months. Light flirting builds the anticipation for their eventual in-person meeting.

Mr. Franklin invites her to a restaurant downtown, where he seduces her, introducing Claudia to his mysterious world. In time she learns that the restaurant is part of a fourteen-story building that features a bar, a rooftop garden, numerous office spaces, an arena, and a dungeon.

Claudia's influence extends to her roommate Alice and Rose, who is the secretary at the advertising company. They befriend Hafsa, a beautiful vixen from the Middle East who lives in a renovated office space within the building downtown.

As Claudia becomes entangled in a web of sexual games and competitions, she brings her friends along.

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Ch. 20 - Gangbang in Atlanta (Part 4)

"You sure are a frisky one," DeWayne proclaimed, expressing how impressed he was by Alice. "Listen, I have a plan for when you go back to the conference."

DeWayne explained how he was trying to transition from adult films to mainstream media. He told her she was probably right not to trust his partner, especially when he invited her to go to one of the rooms in the back of the conference space. Then he backtracked and said he was just teasing her. "Bishop and I are really making an effort to make a go of the sports update service.

Alice spread out the DVD covers, pointing out Bishop. Then she told him how two other guys had approached her about a newscaster position. "You know the funny thing is the best video would be the bukkake one, but only if it was done in a Western style."

"You mean like old west style? Say, a train robbery scene being interrupted?" Cedric asked. Alice definitely had him and the others intrigued.

"No, but damn, that could be interesting," Alice answered. "No, I mean use the same premise as the bukkake film, just make it with, you know, big, black cocks. Don't blur anything. Combine that with aggressive fucking. That would be hot."

"Wow. I think you're onto a good idea," DeWayne responded. "Bishop has all the contacts and equipment, but he would never go for it."

"I hear the guys branching out into newscasting still have an active hand in the adult industry around here," Cedric suggested. He winked at DeWayne to relax and chill.

"It's just an idea. I didn't say I wanted to be in the film," Alice protested. She thought, "Good thing DeWayne said Bishop would never go for it."

"Don't get sour, DeWayne," Ekon remarked. "The guy with the really big dick in the stepdaughter videos is one of his rivals. If you pitch the idea to those guys, the only thing you'll be doing is starring in one of their films. I like your idea, but I don't know how you could pull it off."

"Directing, that's my angle. Finding men to let women direct--that's the challenging part," Alice sighed. She winked at Ekon in appreciation of his feedback.

"Sounds sensible to me. Me and my monster cock would be into it," Kevin laughed.

"I can't believe what I'm hearing," DeWayne blurted out. "Pearce and I couldn't get you to budge on the idea of doing porn back in the day. Damn shame, big bucks for a monster cock series was there for the taking."

"Who is Pearce?" Alice asked, wanting to confirm her suspicions.

"That's the guy with the big dick in the other video, one of the news bureau guys," Cedric answered, rubbing his hands together. He took a deep breath. He put his hand up. "Everyone, trust me for a few minutes." He gave everyone paper and a pencil. "Write down your thoughts and concerns."

Everyone was happy to take direction from Cedric. They contemplated and communicated, using words, diagrams, lists, and pictures. He collected their papers. Tapping his fingers to his forehead, he read them silently. "Okay, here is what I see, what I am hearing from you, and a path that will be fun. Not only that, this is a way that will maximize our potential."

Cedric smiled and proceeded to lay out his plan. He outlined how they needed to get Pearce and his partner, King, to join forces with DeWayne and his boss, Bishop. He had three films in mind. Alice would be directing all of them. She would have to star in the first one, her bukkake idea. He had an idea for the second, and Alice would be tasked with coming up with the third.

Having previously made contact with Hafsa, Cedric had parts for Alice's friends to play in his plan. He realized he would need help creating illusions to pull off significant sections of his ideas. Nothing too elaborate, but he needed to trick Bishop and King into thinking a group from outside the area was in charge.

DeWayne raised his eyebrows; if these suggestions came from anyone else besides Cedric, he would have laughed and walked away. Now he was scratching his chin and gazing at Kevin. "I'm not trying to cast doubt, bro, but are you in for real?"

"As real as Ms. Rambunctious standing before you," Kevin answered, motioning to Alice. "Are you worried about turning the tables on Bishop and King?"

"Hell no," DeWayne answered. "Getting a leg up on those two would do us both a heap of good. I'm in. I'll put my foot in it."

Ekon nudged Alice, whispering in her ear, "That means he's going to put in his best effort."

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Alice made it back to the conference with two hours left. She met up with Claudia, Hafsa, Bowman, and Alexei. "Figures I would find y'all in the bar," Alice chuckled.

"We haven't been here that long. I have another presentation in 15 minutes," Claudia said excitedly. "Where have you been?"

"Back and forth," Alice answered. "I had another booth ask me about being on camera for cable sports updates."

"That's great. Have you done that kind of work before?" Alexei asked.

"No. Being in front of the camera is not really my thing. I'd like to be behind the camera calling the shots," Alice replied.

"Two different offers. Frankly, I'm not surprised; I mean," Bowman praised. He was having trouble taking his eyes off Alice's outfit. Her sports coat and sweater were fairly modest, but her shoulders were partially exposed such that the top part of her leopard-print bra and straps were serving as tractor beams for the eyes.

Hafsa slapped him. "What am I going to do with you?" She tried to feign being angry but quickly broke into a smile. "Men, they just can't control themselves, can they?"

"I told you she can have that effect on anyone," Claudia remarked. "Hey, a leopard-print bra. I didn't think you owned anything like that."

"I just picked it up; what do you think?" Alice asked, genuinely desperate for more feedback. She suddenly realized Kevin and Ekon may have just been trying to butter her up earlier with their compliments.

"Oh, it works," Hafsa answered. She mouthed H.O.T. for emphasis.

"For sure," Claudia quickly added. "I wouldn't have guessed that pattern would work so well for you. Definitely, leave it on for tonight."

Bowman and Alexei were timidly nodding.

"Come on, guys, tell Alice what you think. Hafsa and I are not jealous like that," Claudia chuckled.

Hafsa gave the guys' legs a kick under the table.

"Great print. It makes it hard not to fantasize about your tits," Alexei confessed.

Bowman cleared his throat. "Alexei is right. The leopard-print total works. Gives me the same tit-fucking fantasy." Bowman tried to put his hand over his mouth.

Hafsa tickled him and gave him a big kiss. "Don't be embarrassed. Either of you."

Bowman turned red. "I didn't mean... wait, sorry. It's true. I just don't know why I said it like that."

"Because of where I kicked you," Hafsa explained in a rare admission of the mysterious powers of her knowledge. "Sharp pressure on the right point will elicit an immediate unfiltered response."

"I told you she is capable of torture," Bowman declared. He elbowed Alexei and shook his shoulder.

"A torturer? Not me. The only difficulty you are experiencing is the struggle you are having with the truth of your own words," Hafsa said in her defense. She smirked at Claudia to let her know she had already devised a banger of a plan.

"Looks like I have to go get ready," Claudia observed as she checked the time.

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While the others left for one of the presentation rooms, Alice ordered food at the bar. She thought she saw Cedric following behind her friends, but there were so many people it was hard to tell.

Alice had a general idea of Cedric's plan. The first step was for her to go see the two guys who offered her an audition for the news center.

When it came time to pay for her food. The waiter insisted it was on the house. Alice figured Claudia must have put it on her card. She thought she noticed the waiter pointing out her bracelet to a businessman who was dining with a bodyguard, but there was no attempt at eye contact.

She figured it must be the lingering effects of the drink from her gift bag. Usually, she thought about sex more than she cared to admit, but on this trip she had various aggressive fantasies on loop. She never thought of herself as a size queen. Now that it was possible, she really wanted to see Kevin, DeWayne, and Pearce in the same room.

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"There she is, Pearce," King alerted his employee out of the side of his mouth while waving Alice over. "I told you she would come back."

"Damn, she's got on that right jacket for the job," Pearce responded. "Come on, we need her so we can dangle eye candy in front of investors."

"Hi guys, are you still looking for talent?" Alice asked, extending her hand. "Sorry, I had to run yesterday."

"What do you think, King?" Pearce asked, gripping Alice's hand.

"Nice grip," Alice declared. She noted her hand disappeared around the clutch of Pearce's massive fingers.

"Well, don't bruise her before we get a chance to give her an audition," King answered. Remembering her reluctance last time, he tried to address possible concerns. "It won't take long. I for one wouldn't mind stepping away from this crowd for a bit."

"You have a point there. I thought wearing this coat might help unless you have something else you think I should put on," Alice offered. She was definitely playing much nicer and more agreeably this time.

"Pearce, why don't you take her down to the mock studio? I'll get someone to cover our booth and meet you down there," King suggested.

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"Wow, that was further than I expected," Alice sighed as Pearce pulled the golf cart to a stop. "I'm glad you had a cart."

"Yeah, it helps that King has connections," Pearce replied. "Let's get you all set up."

Pearce led Alice into the small warehouse attached to a large building next to the convention center. Inside was a mock-up newsroom just like in the brochures at the booth.

"Well, this looks pretty legit. What else do you use the space for?" Alice asked. Looking around, there were a variety of non-news-related props.

"We do all kinds of film work. Atlanta's media industry is pretty small, but now there is a ton of money available from investors. We don't have a lot of competition, so things could really take off," Pearce answered, sounding confident. "As we ramp up, we are hoping to narrow our focus on news updates."

"I guess there is not much else out here, media-wise, besides sports and porn, but who's heard of anyone besides the amazing DeWayne or whatever he calls himself?" Alice said offhandedly as she motioned as if asking whether or not to take off her coat.

"DeWayne? What? Take it off. Sorry, leave your coat on. Let's wait for King to get here for the test shoot," Pearce replied, flustered.

"Did I say something wrong? Is it taboo to mention porn?" Alice asked with a mixture of innocence and sass.

"No, you're alright. DeWayne's a rival of sorts. We used to be friends. I'm just surprised anyone outside of Atlanta's heard of him," Pearce answered. "Porn pays the bills."

"Oh, my roommate in college, she kept trying to show me this video. What was it called?" Alice asked, pausing to see how Pearce was processing. "Reporter on Special Assignment. That's what it was called. She was obsessed with the idea that guys in the South were blessed with bigger cocks, and that film was her proof."

Pearce was about to respond when King arrived. He directed Pearce to adjust the lighting and then went into the editing bay to check the camera angles.

As Alice, looking over a mock script, Pearce followed King into the editing booth.

Knowing she couldn't hear them, Pearce relayed that Alice had mentioned porn. "I wonder if she's really the size queen. I mean, why else would one know about DeWayne?"

"The amazing DeWayne. Don't let your rivalry get to your head. Of course you're bigger than him, but don't dwell on wanting to prove it. You were never promoted properly. At least now you have more backing than he does," King reasoned.

"I guess you're right. He doesn't even do porn anymore," Pearce replied. "I did hear he partnered on the side with a company to make sex toys."

"Get back out there so we can start filming," King pushed.

"She wants to know if you want to film with her coat on or off," Pearce inquired.

"I'd like her to take everything off," King joked. "Let's start with the coat on. Don't worry, I turned the ceiling cameras on so we can get a look right down her shirt when the coat comes off. Maybe she'll even let you cop a feel when you move the mic around."

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"Perfect," King proclaimed as Alice finished running through the script a second time.

Alice spun around in the swivel chair and came to a stop. Leaning over the news desk, her breasts were swelling over the top of her sweater. "What do you think? Did you want me to read anything else?"

"No. That's the only news script we got," King answered.

"I think you smashed it," Pearce remarked.

"That's what my roommate used to say about that DeWayne fellow," Alice smirked. She felt bad about egging Pearce on when he was the nicer of the two of them, but that was all part of the plan.

"I have to say, ma'am, you sure have a way with words," Pearce cautioned, as he strained to block his irritation from showing. "Y'all should be aware that might get you into certain kinds of trouble around here."

"Really? And what kind of trouble would that be?" Alice asked. "Forgive me, but I've been working on a certain persona in my mind to help my confidence in certain situations. You know, times when I get nervous, like this interview."

"You got personality; that could come in handy," King remarked, taking charge of the situation. "How soon would you be available to work?"

"Are you offering me a position?" Alice asked. "I guess wearing the coat was a good idea."

"What we really need is your commitment to do a few pilot shows," King answered. He outlined how business would become regular once they got more investors to sign on. "We are still wavering over going for a professional, corporate look or sexy, casual."

"Hey boss, why don't we have her try on one of those nightclub outfits? I know it's not ideal, but it would be better than the sweater," Pearce suggested. Even though he wanted to transition away from adult films, he wasn't quite on board with the corporate look.

"Pearce, maybe you have a point. Can we do one more take?" King asked, doing his best not to sound too sleazy.

"I guess I'm already here," Alice answered, reluctantly.

Pearce found the nightclub outfit. "Here, try this on. I think there's a market for a different approach to presenting the news."

Alice laughed and thought, "If he only had a clue about my 'adult' ideas for news, he would probably pass out." She smiled at Pearce. "Maybe your idea has merit, but it sounds like you don't have much of a voice in this company. Your buddy calls all the shots."

"He is the one with the money and contacts," Pearce said, acknowledging she had a point.

"So, why does he keep you around?" Alice asked, putting her hand to her mouth.

"I work the cameras, and I am on-screen talent in other areas," Pearce answered, ire rising in his tone.

"Sorry, I guess that's why I'm told to hush my mouth," Alice responded, switching to a more flirtatious tone. She held up the outfit. "Where did you get these fishnets?"

"They are from one of our adult film shoots," Pearce answered. "I told you it pays the bills."

"Well, I just want to make sure you're not trying to get me to star in 'Reporter Gets Gangbang Part 2,'" Alice laughed. "Your rival was in that one, so I guess I'm safe. You see, that's the trouble with the persona I take on. When I role-play Ms. Rambunctious, I just might be tempted into witnessing the biggest cock in the South, the amazing DeWayne."

"King is waiting for you to do another take," Pearce responded, trying not to get too distracted.

"You sure are a hard man to get off task, you know that?" Alice asked while taking off her coat and then pulling her sweater off. "The real question is what are you waiting for?"

"All I'm going to say is you are misinformed about the amazing Wayne. He is big, but not the biggest," Pearce boasted, breaking from his stiff demeanor. "Now will you please put on the fishnets?"

Alice stuck her tongue out at him. "You're the biggest, really? I don't believe you." She paused to watch him fume while she put her jacket back on. "Tell him we're doing the take like this."

Pearce was about to argue with Alice but then realized he had a better view of her tits without the fishnets. He could even see her nipples were getting hard. The sports coat worked really well with her bra. "All right, Princess Big Talker, just be sure to go from buttoned to open during the reading."

Alice winked at him and completed the take as asked. They had a brief discussion about terms. Alice informed them that she was only interested in remote work. They agreed that would be possible. Then Alice told them she had an agent, and she needed to leave to go to another interview.

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"What was that all about?" King asked after Alice left. He looked over at Pearce briefly and then got back to rewatching Alice in the sports coat and bra.

"She's got a mouth on her, that's for sure," Pearce answered, letting out his frustration. "I was in half a mind to hush her up with my cock if she brought up DeWayne one more time."

"Just don't do it on company time, you idiot," King urged. He knew Pearce had a fair amount of self-control. "Hey, at least you were right about the sports jacket and bra. She looks smoking hot. Nice touch getting her to open her jacket all the way. Too bad she wasn't here to interview for a porn."

"Now who's the one dreaming?" Pearce asked, fixating on Alice twisting and turning on the video segment.

Slapping himself on the forehead, King had a revelation: "Who else is interviewing her? I'll tell you who: that sports update outfit run by Bishop. That's where DeWayne works."

"Sumbitch. Those two think the sun comes up just to hear them crow," Pearce quipped.

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Alice made her way to the sports update booth. "I know the day's almost over, but I came back for an interview."

"Alicia, right?," DeWayne responded, pretending they hadn't met.

"It's Alice," Alice scoffed. "Are you guys still interested?"

"Excuse him," Bishop asserted, bending over backwards to show his enthusiasm. "There is so much potential in this market, and I think you would be great for it."