โ So how did it go? You blacked out so quickly yesterday, you didn’t even really tell me. I thought you just got drunk and went to bed.
I was sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee. Lena, my wife, was standing by the window in a short silk robe. She smiled out of the corner of her mouth, but somehow thoughtfully, as if deciding where to start. I didn’t realize at the time that she was going over the events of last night in her head like a rosary.
โ Getting drunkโ yes, it was. But it’s not easy. You know what our department is like. And then there’s the field conference, all in one cottage at the recreation center. Well, judge for yourself: snow, sauna, champagne like a river.
She came over to the table, put a plate of sandwiches in front of me, and sat across from me, propping her head on her hand. Her robe opened slightly, revealing her tanned breasts. I couldn’t help but stare.
โ Listen, are you sure you want to know? “What is it?” she asked, looking me straight in the eye. โ Well, in all the details? You’re so curious about me.
I nodded. Inside, everything was already burning with anticipation. Lena knew my weakness for such stories and knew how to prolong the pleasure.
โOh well,โ she sighed. โJust don’t interrupt. Anyway, it all started on the bus. There were about fifteen of us: our department, the subcontractors, and, of course, Alexey Viktorovichโ the general manager. You know, he’s been hitting the ground running before me for a long time. And then we sat down next to each other, he leaned on me, put his hand on my knee, and started joking about how short my skirt was. And by the way, I specially put on stockings with a belt and, as you like, without panties. Denis, why are you looking at me like that? It’s not my fault that you have to go fully armed on such trips.
I swallowed. Lena continued, stirring the cold coffee with a spoon.
โ While we were driving, he touched me so imperceptibly that no one saw me. She’ll put her hand under her skirt, run it over her thigh, then up to her crotch. I was already flowing all over. I thought I was going to sit on his fingers on the bus. But he was cunning, and he took his hand away. Said: “Be patient, Lenochka, all the most interesting things in the evening.” And I sat and thought: Well, why delay? But then I realized his plan. He informed the whole department, except for me.
“What do you mean?” I couldn’t stand it.
โ I mean, it wasn’t just a corporate event for them either. It turns out that we have a tradition: at every departure, the “new girl”, that is, me, is solemnly accepted into the team. And since I’ve only been working for six months, leaving in February became my “baptism of fire.” Of course, I suspected that there would be some adventures, but not that much…
Lena took a sip and licked her lips. I noticed how she slightly squeezed her hips under the table, apparently reliving yesterday’s events.
โ We arrived and settled in. The cottage has two floors, a huge living room with a fireplace, a kitchen, a sauna, a billiard room. The girls and I threw our things in the bedroom and changed our clothes. I was wearing that black dress, remember? Well, which doesn’t hide anything at all. Without underwear, of course. Marina wore red, Svetka โ tight white. In general, the product is a face.
She smiled slyly.
โ At first, everything was decent: contests, toasts, Alexey Viktorovich made a speech, joked about the “cohesive team.” Then there was dancing. That’s where it all started. The boss invited me to a slow dance, snuggled up so that I immediately felt his boner through his trousers. His hands are on my ass, reaching under my dress, squeezing. I said to him, “Alexey Viktorovich, what about corporate ethics?” And he said to me, “Lena, now I’m going to show you all our ethics.” And then I feel his finger slide between my legs and immediately enter my wet pussy. Right in the middle of the dance floor, in front of everyone. Well, not that in front of everyone โ everyone had already split themselves into pairs and clamped down the same way.
I imagined her on that dance floor, in that black dress, with her boss finger-fucking her to the music. She seemed to read my mind and continued:
โ Then he turned me around so that I could look at everyone, and he lifted my dress. I thought he was taking off my panties, but they’re not there! He discovered it and got so turned on, he whispered: “You bitch, you’re ready.” And immediately he took out his penis. He put me behind him and whispers, “Now the whole company will see how I’m impaling you.” Before I knew it, he was already inside. I entered easily, but I was flowing like crazy. I stand and look at my colleagues, and they smile and wink. Marina gave me a thumbs up, and Kostya from the sales department licked his lips so leerily…
She talked calmly, as if she were going to the store. I sat there and didn’t move, afraid of scaring her off.
“He hammered at me like a jackhammer. I pushed my ass against him and realized that this was just the beginning. Everyone saw my CEO fucking me in front of everyone. Then he bent me over, I put my hands on the column, and he began to fuck me even harder, and finally poured everything inside. I could feel his cum flowing out and down my leg, and he was standing there looking at his handiwork with pride. Then he called Igor, his driver, and said, “Help Elena get to the bathroom, otherwise she’s wearing heels and with a full cunt, as if she wouldn’t fall.”
Lena paused. I realized that the fun was just beginning.
โ Igor, a young guy, about twenty-five years old, took me to the waiting room. I hadn’t recovered from the first time, and he was already standing with a towel and his friend in full combat readiness. Can you imagine? He didn’t even wait for me to undress. He just pressed me against a wooden bench, spread my legs and drove my dick, which had not yet had time to cool down after my boss. It’s fast, rude, and youthful. I just had time to scream, and he was already thrusting at my full length. Then he turned me over on my stomach and stuck me in my ass. Did you think I would resist? And I relaxed and accepted it. In the end, he came on my lower back, and then forced me to lick the remains off his penis.
I clenched my fists. Jealousy, excitement, humiliationโeverything was mixed up. Lena, seeing my reaction, just laughed.
โ Oh, Denis, that was just the beginning. After the sauna, where, by the way, I was fucked a couple more times by our system administrator and one of the managers, the “official part” began. I was called into the living room. Almost all the men were already there. They drank, smoked, and looked at me like I was dessert. Alexey Viktorovich said: “Well, team, let’s take our Lenochka for real. Let her show you what she’s capable of, since she’s so hot.” And then they started passing me around. I had to please everyone who wanted to. Mouth first, then…
She squeezed her hips again.
โ I knelt on the couch, and they lined up. I could only open my mouth. One comes, the other comes. Someone asked to go deeper, someone grabbed her by the hair and forced her on. Then Marina and Svetka joined in too. Of course, they weren’t so zealous, but they were also allowed to go around in circles. And I still couldn’t get enough. She swallowed so much cum that she still seems to taste it in her mouth.
She licked her lips, as if confirming her words.
“Then they laid me on the billiard table, spread my legs, and took turns fucking me. Without condoms. I no longer understood who was inside me, how many of them, who had finished, and who was just entering. I just felt everything flowing out of me: cum, juices. It all flowed right onto the green cloth, can you imagine? The table was probably thrown out later.
She paused, looking at me. I was completely submissive to her story. Lena smiled and continued in the same matter-of-fact tone.:
โ And the most interesting thing was when you called. Well, remember when I said we were at karaoke? In fact, at that moment I was lying on the floor by the fireplace, and Pavel was on top of me. sexpornotales.me logistics and fucked me in the ass. I hear your voice: “How are you?” And I felt so funny. I’m lying with a dick in my ass, cum gushing out of my pussy, and I’m like, “Yes, it’s okay, we’re singing, dancing.” You asked again: “And what are those sounds?” And it was Pasha who was slapping my ass with balls. I say, “These are firecrackers, the contests are here.” And she almost laughed out loud.
Now I understood what she was leading to. She was watching me, waiting for my reaction. I was already at my limit.
โ Anyway, when everyone finally had their fun, they carried me to the bedroom. To be honest, I thought that was it. But no. Alexey Viktorovich came to me in the middle of the night. Drunk, but his intentions were more than serious. He said he wanted to try me “early in the morning.” Woke me up, fucked me sleepy. I didn’t even resist. And then two more people came up, I don’t even remember who. In the morning, I was like a squeezed lemon. But you know what the best part is?
She reached across the table and took my hand.
โ That none of them even asked if I wanted to or not. They just used me as a common thing. Like a corporate toy. It’s so exciting. And now, Denis, you’re going to fuck me the way they do. Tough, without unnecessary words. Because your wife is just a leaky doll for the whole office.
And I did it. First in her mouth, so that she could wash away the taste of yesterday, then in her pussy, and finally in her ass, where, as she herself said, “everything was ready.” All evening I felt how her body remembered other people’s members, how she opened up to me the way she opened up to them. And I finally understood why her phone was turned off yesterday โ so that no one would interfere with her official admission to the team.