After Work Hangout

Chloe held her breath. This scene wasn’t one she ever expected to see when she took this job. It was a fucking orgy.

Right from the time she resumed at the small London firm, she had a sinking feeling there was something weird about the place. Employees took a lot of breaks, and not more than once had she walked into workers having steamy sex—three workers, once. Two men and a woman. So when she was presented with an ‘after-work hangout’ invitation, she accepted it without hesitating. She wanted to find out what went on after work hours.

And boy, was it something. There were two women and six men. Her boss, Duncan, glanced at her and grinned.

“You’re here. Come. Join us.”

Chloe’s first impulse was to get out of there. But, overcome by an urge familiar to her, she strutted in. Duncan sat on a couch in the employee’s lounge with a woman’s lips on his cock. The other woman, whom she recognized to be Ginny, had her hands full—literally. She was riding one man and jerking two others off.

Two men came in behind Chloe. Their hands played around her, stealing her breath. They didn’t waste time. Chloe turned to one of them, recognizing him as Sam. He grinned before leaning in. She didn’t move away, and their lips soon met.

Truth be told, Chloe was something of a free spirit herself. And being an ex-employee of a very popular London escorts agency it didn’t take long for her to get into the flow. Her hands went to their cocks, stroking their tips. They were both impressive.

Chloe’s blood boiled as she drew Sam, whom she was kissing, to the cushion Duncan was on and made him sit. She sat in his lap and kissed him messily for a while. His hands lifted her skirt to her hips, rubbing her thighs. That made her grow even hotter. She stood slowly and drew a firm fingernail down his length. She giggled as he groaned. She turned to Duncan and the woman with him, and her eyes widened. It was Madeline, her supervisor, and one of the hottest women in the firm.

Too horny to care, she turned to Sam. It was difficult to hold back with his cock right there. Hazy with lust, she threw caution to the wind. She didn’t know what was going on, but fuck it. She would just fuck him now and forget everything else.

“Don’t forget me, beautiful,” the other man said, grinning. He was the most handsome of the bunch. Muscular, with silvery hair and toned skin, she finally recognized him. Oscar. The man every woman in the firm wanted.

Coming in behind her, Oscar cupped a firm hand around the base of Chloe’s skull and, tilting her head sideways, drew her in for a kiss. She was sandwiched between the two men, with Sam’s cock straining along her thigh. Their strong fingers helped her off her clothes, and soon she was sitting on the couch nude. They touched and caressed her, leaving no craving unfulfilled.

Oscar slid his hands easily between her thighs, his index finger bathing in her glorious heat. She grinned wickedly as he flexed and turned. She watched Madeline from the corner of her eye, taking two men at the same time—one had come over from the woman in the corner to join in the fun. A part of her wanted to kiss the other woman badly.

Madeline seemed to have the same idea as she leaned in. Chloe opened her lips to meet Madeline’s, their tongues stroking. The two women were knotted together between four men, breast to breast, lip-locked, while their men went down on each of them.

Sam guided Chloe onto his cock, and she moaned into Madeline’s mouth. A slow stroke coupled with the warm rush of blood, and the delirious dance began.

Oscar hugged Chloe from behind as she reveled in the feel of Madeline’s huge breasts against hers. He slowly plunged into her.

Fuck.

She gasped as his fingers held her hair. He guided himself deeper in, and she was full to the brim with two men in her, like the other two women in the lounge. She was awash with heat from nipples to toes. Fingers patted and rubbed, and she writhed. Sam leaned in and took her breast into his mouth.

This was so new. So unlike anything else. Here she was, fucking and being fucked. They were all fucking, and it was like a crazed sex party. Wait. It actually was. Chloe was gasping and writhing beneath Sam, squeezing him. Then there was Oscar, driving deep into her asshole. Her lips were now on Madeline’s neck, teasing her skin. Her hands and mouth worked around Madeline’s face, breasts, and even lower, to her clit. Duncan was still driving deep into her, along with the other man behind her. Then there was the other woman, sucking off one cock while she rode another. He fucked, she fucked, and they all fucked.

Chloe straddled Sam, taking him deeper into the inner walls of her cunt. Oscar sank in slowly and luxuriously. Chloe savored every inch of his sliding and stretching her. She smiled and whimpered, cried, and groaned. Lost in the sway of their mingled heat, she was brought back to herself by Madeline’s long fingers teasing her nipples.

Somewhere deep under her navel, where the quick and hard tip of Sam’s cock was nestling and kneading, grew a fierce and swirling wave that threatened to shake her to her core. Lightning flashed in her body, tingling her nerves. Soon, it erupted. With one last rise up the shaft of Sam’s cock, the climax came. Her cunt and asshole clenched the two cocks in her as spasms took over her body. Madeline bit her earlobe and squealed into her ears, holding her closer. Oscar and Sam both exploded in unison moments later.

Chloe collapsed onto the couch, heaving deep breaths. Semen seeped out of her holes. She turned to Duncan, who nudged her.

“This is the best way to let off steam, don’t you think?” Duncan asked, holding a spent Matilda close to him.

Chloe couldn’t agree more. She could get used to this.