His place at my right knee had been taken by young William. He was the new office junior – well, hardly junior at eighteen. But his cock was mighty! My eyes opened wide at the sight of it. Rugged and rock solid. David was looking at him with a touch of envy! I stared at it as my fanny was being shagged hard. I came to a shuddering orgasm.
‘Not fucked before, young man?’ he asked.
William shook his head, his eyes never leaving the sight of Arthur’s cock splitting my hairy gash, dark labia clutching the pistoning cock.
‘In that case, get ready to lose your virginity.’
Arthur suddenly jerked hard, groaning with effort as he came out of me. He didn’t quite make it, drooling his sperm on my fanny lips. It trickled down the vulva, over the perineum, on to the bum-hole.
And he hadn’t split one drop of his wine!
William took his place with some urgency, aiming his large cock roughly at the opening. ‘Go on lad!’ David encouraged him.
The young man shoved his enormous stiff shaft between the engorged lips, into the well-oiled gash. I cried out as it stretched my fanny. But over-excitement triggered the youth’s orgasm as he reached the full depths of my passage. He gave a wild cry as his cock flexed and emptied deep inside me. Oh no! I was covered, inside and out, with warm trickling sperm.
It was as if all this was happening to someone else. It was so unreal. Only the feel of cock drilling in and out of me was real. Exciting!
‘Here! Let a real man get on the job.’ William was pushed on one side.
It was the manager, cigar gripped in the corner if his mouth. His swarthy cock, with a sharp upwards bend, slid effortlessly into me. It was certainly different. I was surprised at how the feeling of the cocks varied as they ploughed me. I was being fucked firmly, deliberately, with a full penetration of the entire cock with each thrust.
The others stood round watching the event with no emotion, other than a glint of lechery in the wine-soaked eyes. One of the other girls was standing in the doorway, smiling. As Arthur watched, he continued to sip his wine, whilst the manager drew on his cigar. It was surreal! I couldn’t believe it was happening. It was as though the body being fucked on the desk belonged to someone else! Yes – I was having all the sensations associated with it – endlessly wonderful – but it wasn’t me being fucked!
At last, the bent cock was withdrawn and pushed towards my face. I was mesmerised as the eye of the cock dilated with a blob of sperm, followed immediately by a powerful jet. It struck my forehead. Six more spurts followed as the cock jerked its load over my nose, lips and chin, dribbling from it onto my breast. He was certainly endowed with a generous quantity of sperm.
The men had been wiping their cocks, and now they pulled up their trousers and sidled out of the office.
‘Brandy anybody?’ the manager called out as he left the room.
I lay there, bruised and sperm-soaked. I thought I was alone, but crouched in the corner I saw Shula. She was the boss’s secretary. Her knees were drawn up to her chest, wide apart. Her skirt was round her waist, panties hanging from one ankle. She was masturbating, staring at my pussy!
Rocking forward onto her knees, Shula crept on hand and knees between my thighs. Her nose pressed against the oozing labia. Her tongue began darting in and out of my vagina, scooping up the sperm – licking all round my thighs. When she paid attention to my clit, I felt the surge of sexual need build up quickly once again. I looked down at her face. She was masturbating herself again. Rapidly. Stiff middle fingers pressing hard on her clit with a fast circular movement. A look of anguish creased her face as she juddered to an orgasm.
I rose to the surface quickly and came with her!
Colin never spoke to me of the incident. He was always pleasant, but left me alone. And curiously enough, neither did anyone else on the staff. Everyone behaved as though it had never happened. However, I had found myself a new lover in David. Then, after David, came another one. Then another. I had several men; sometimes two at the same time. I suppose I was searching for another Colin. But there wasn’t one. Of course, my husband eventually found out. He caught me on the bed with one of his counter staff after a party at home. He beat me up and threw me out naked! With nothing at all! We divorced and I married again some years later. And settle down at last.
You see, Colin had taught me to enjoy sex and I just couldn’t do without it. I yearned for it. What’s more, he introduced me to the enjoyment of dangerous sex and that’s what I craved. Not comfortable, boring sex. The thrill of the fear of discovery. Exciting sex is what I needed. But of all the men I’ve been with, no-one could match Colin’s skill and enthusiasm. It was never quite as exciting again. Not even the gang bang.
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