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Authors: JB Richards

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She forced her arms down to
her side, angling her chest out towards her boss. Henry’s eyes
caressed her nakedness, roaming her full tits and hard nipples,
hand on his own hardness moving faster as he ogled her. Rachel felt
herself flush under his scrutiny. She could almost feel his gaze on
her flesh, palpable as he looked her over, sizing her up like a
garment on a rack.


Oh, yeah,” Henry said,
admiration clear in his voice. “Now that’s a pair. Excellent tits,
Rachel,” he said, as if rating her performance at work. Rachel
shivered, but said nothing. “A shame not to share.”

Henry took a few steps to
one side and picked up her phone. He thumbed a few buttons and
lifted the handset to his ear, eyes snapping back to her topless
state. Rachel’s arms twitched to cover herself, but she made
herself stay firm.


Hey, it’s Henry,” he said
into the phone, caressing her skin with his eyes. “Get down here.
You guys are going to like what I’ve got this time.” He listened
for a few moments, and Rachel could just barely make out a voice at
the other end. “Wavy brunette hair, down to her tits. Which are a
good, full C I’d say. Curvy, too. Think ‘sexy librarian’, yeah.”
More words. “Yeah. Better hurry if you want some.” He slapped the
receiver back down.

Rachel blinked, dread
sluicing icy-cold through her. “You can’t be serious,” she said.
“You can’t invite someone else to this. I agreed...”


To do whatever I wanted,”
Henry finished. “That includes other men. Two others, in fact.” He
took a few steps forward, cock bobbing, until he stood just before
her, staring down into her eyes. “You’re welcome to leave, Rachel.
Grab your clothes, scamper on out, and take your punishment.” His
eyes dropped down to her exposed breasts, and he gave them an
appreciative smile. “Or, stay, enjoy yourself a little, and keep
your job. Up to you.”

Rachel met his gaze without
flinching.
The things I do to advance my
career,
she thought, and slid to her
knees.

Henry’s manhood bobbed just
before her. With tentative, trembling fingers, she reached up and
grasped it, trying to keep from shuddering as Henry sighed at the
touch. She gave him a few slow pumps, dragging her hand along his
length, trying not to look at it. Henry’s hips thrust forward in
time with her hand, pumping into her grip with a low groan, gliding
the tip closer and closer to her mouth. She knew what was coming,
and there was no point in prolonging the inevitable.

The tip bumped against her
lips, hot and insistent. She took a breath, let her eyes fall
closed, and let her jaw drop open. Henry’s hips surged forward,
gliding his length into her mouth, his cock moving across the
roughness of her tongue, a brand of red-hotness pressing into her.
Rachel screwed her eyes tighter closed, willing herself not to pull
away, not to run screaming as Henry’s prick slid into her
mouth.


Come on, Rachel,” Henry
said, his voice low and on the edge of a barely restrained moan.
“You have to do more than sit there. Really suck that
cock.”

Rachel nodded, eyes still
closed, and took another breath to steady herself. Slowly,
tentatively, she dragged her tongue along the hardness invading her
mouth, tasting at his manhood. Henry sighed with rapture as she
caressed him, running along the bottom and sides of his prick while
she sucked gently. She stroked with one hand, tugging up until her
fingers met her lips before sliding back up until just his bulbous
tip rested on her tongue. His hips moved with slow authority,
gliding into her mouth each time she moved, sliding in concert. His
breathing was slow and labored, and he reached out with one hand to
support himself on the long desk beside them.


I never grow tired of that
sight,” a voice said. Rachel started, jumping and pulling Henry
from her mouth with a wet plop and spinning to face the newcomers
she hadn’t heard enter. Two men hovered in the doorway, leering
down at her. She recognized one of them, Chris, a tall and lanky
tech that worked at the far side of the same building. A shock of
bright orange hair covered his head and ended in a neatly trimmed
beard, and he stood watching with arms crossed. Beside him was a
shorter man, muscular arms jutting from a pristine white shirt,
eyes openly staring at her tits as she knelt on the floor before
them.


You were right,” the
unknown man said, jerking a thumb at Rachel. She felt herself flush
deeply at the scrutiny. “A hot one. What did this one
do?”


Didn’t set up her backup
store,” Henry said with a shake of his head. “Lost a pretty
important document.”


Oh, yeah,” Chris said.
“That’d do it. Time to pay up I guess. Well, let’s see what else
she’s got.”

He pressed into the room and
offered Rachel a hand. She blinked at it in confusion for a second
before taking it, and he gently helped her to her feet. He smiled
at her, gently pushing her back by her shoulders until her ass met
the desk. Strong but delicate fingers pressed her back until she
hopped up on it. His hands caressed her skin, avoiding her breasts
but gliding across her shoulders and stomach before sliding past
her skirt and finding her knees. He pressed her garment up,
exposing her panties for all in the room to see.

Chris lowered himself down
before her, gently pressing her knees to either side. Rachel’s
heart pounded as she regarded the three men hovering before her,
men she hardly knew at all, all about to enjoy her in the most
carnal of ways. Her mind shuddered with growing apprehension as the
men pressed in around her, eager to watch Chris strip her of the
last defense of her nakedness.

Chris’ hands were warm and
firm on her thighs, almost sensual as he slid them up under her
skirt, sliding them up her fair flesh until they found the edge of
her panties. Her breath caught as she waited, feeling like time
froze as the men stared with collective need, waiting for her
unveiling. Chris pulled. Her panties tugged down her legs, dragging
past her knees and shoes until discarded on the floor. He pressed
her knees wider, exposing her, displaying her for everyone to
see.


Now that is a beautiful
pussy,” Henry said. He pressed in, all three men looming close,
their bodies hovering so near to her that she could feel their heat
on her naked thighs. Rachel bit the inside of her cheek to keep
focus, to keep from screaming in blind panic and sprinting
away.

Oh my God,
she thought, her mind clawing at the realization
of the moment. She was bare. Before not just one man, but
three
. Men she barely knew
at all, and they were staring at her exposed snatch and tits, their
eyes caressing her nakedness with wanton lust etched onto their
features.

She kept herself neatly
trimmed, unable to pull herself to shave herself bare, especially
when not in a relationship. Rachel sat there, knees spread wide,
breath coming in ragged, panting gasps that made her breasts buck
and sway as three men stared at her exposed pussy.

Without warning, Chris
dipped his head and pressed his mouth to her snatch. In a single
instant, her reservations evaporated as his tongue darted out and
parted her lips, tasting at her snatch. She bit her lip, trying to
keep a moan from escaping, but failed. Her head melted back until
she bumped against the blind-covered window, her knees clutching
involuntarily against Chris’ head as his tongue worked sudden magic
within her.

She might not want to be in
this situation, but she had to admit as his tongue danced along her
slit... he was
good
.

Chris lapped at her slit
with slow authority, dragging his tongue along the folds of her
pussy with expertise. She sighed back against the window, eyes
fluttering closed from pleasure more than trepidation this time,
small moans of pleasure sliding from her mouth as his tongue
worked. He nibbled at her lips, sucking them in with delicate grace
and raking his tongue along them as he worked. Chris hadn’t even
found her clit yet, and already her left leg was dancing with faint
tremors of pleasure that she recognized as signs of a growing
climax.


Scott,” Henry said. Rachel
cracked one eye. Henry was gesturing to the desk beside her head.
The shorter man nodded and slid up onto it, cock in hand. He
shimmied over to her head where it leaned back against the glass
and offered her his erection. She stared at him for a moment, a
complete stranger, a man she’d never met before, his cock just an
inch from her mouth. She thought of the report, her job, and her
aspirations in life.

Rachel’s lips
parted.

Chris pressed his tongue
into her entrance just as Scott’s manhood entered her mouth, a
double sensation rocketing through her from both ends, an electric
tremor of pleasure coruscating through her body. She sighed at the
sudden intrusion of pleasure where she’d expected none, which
brought a hiss from Scott as the man’s cock pressed into her mouth
and slid across the roughness of her tongue. Chris lapped at her
swollen lips, alternating between tonguing her hole and running
along her lips, sending jolts of hot and searing pleasure through
her legs.

Chris’ tongue dragged
between her lips, sliding downward along her wet slit. Rachel
groaned for a moment, then blinked in confusion as a new sensation
hit her. His tongue kept sliding down, further and further, until
it pressed against the tight pucker of her asshole. She spluttered,
pulling Scott’s manhood from her mouth, eyes flying wide as she
shifted her hips to pull away from the tongue at her
backdoor.


What the hell?” she hissed.
“What do you think you’re doing?”


Anything he wants,” Henry
said. His fingers slid down his shirt with sinuous grace, undoing
each button and shedding the garment. Toned muscles shone in the
anemic light of the office fluorescent bulbs. “That was the
agreement.” He paused, arching an eyebrow at her. “Unless you’d
like to leave now, Rachel?”

She blinked slowly, then
nodded once, shuddering as Chris pressed his tongue to her asshole
once more. The sensation was so foreign, so alien. She’d never
dabbled back there, never had a man interested in anything to do
with her ass before. And now, a man she’d met in passing once at
work was busy tonguing her asshole. She had to admit... it wasn’t
unpleasant, it was just... wrong. Strange.

Scott pressed his cock back
against her lips with insistence. Frowning, she opened her mouth,
nearly gagging as the man forced his length into her mouth with a
barely restrained groan. Chris continued to swirl his tongue
against her pucker, pausing here and there to press the tip in past
her sphincter. She shifted at the sudden sensation and pressure,
but there was little she could do but accept it.

Her mouth worked
unconsciously, sliding along Scott’s length, tongue tasting at his
hardness while she sucked with what she hoped was enthusiasm.
Chris’ tongue flicked across her asshole while two of his fingers
began to glide up and down her slit, twirling around the hood of
her clit with light and gentle pressure. Rachel shifted as ripples
of hot pleasure shuddered through her, unable to keep her limbs
from twitching as her enjoyment mounted. She struggled against it,
her conscious mind rejecting it, pushing it away as she tried to
rationalize she was reluctantly doing this for the job.

Chris pushed in with his
fingers as he pierced her asshole with his tongue, two digits
sinking deep into her pussy. Rachel gasped around Scott’s manhood,
eyes fluttering as the pleasure hammered into her in a single,
giant crescendo that battered down her resistances. She shuddered,
eddies of electric ecstasy swirling through her and making her legs
twitch and buck as her climax surged through her like a river,
washing away the last few lingering doubts. She paused her
ministrations on Scott’s prick as she came, whimpering as her body
betrayed her.

She collapsed back as Chris
stood. Rachel cracked one eye, panting from her ordeal, as she felt
something large gliding along her wet slit. She spied Chris
standing between her knees, one hand clutching his manhood, guiding
the tip up and down her slit. Rachel straightened, eyes flaring
wide in panic as she realized what he was about to do. Scott pulled
free of her mouth, and the men watched her with an air of
expectancy.


Wait,” she urged, trying to
squeeze her knees closed against the man’s body. His tip slid
along, iron hot hardness dragging along her sex. She reached up and
tried to push him away, but found no leverage. “Please, no. Not
this. I’ll suck you all. But not this.”


Your choice, Rachel,” Henry
said with a dismissive shrug. “Let’s go, guys.”

Rachel collapsed back
against the desk with a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank God. Thank
you.”


We’ll send your last
paycheck to the address on file.”

Rachel sat bolt upright,
which forced Chris’ manhood against her pussy, popping the tip
against her entrance. She ignored it as she blinked at Henry in
mounting horror. “No, wait. You said you were leaving. I don’t have
to do this, right?”
“Nope,” Henry agreed. He stood beside them, chiseled abs flexing as
he moved closer, leaning in to whisper in her ear, breath hot on
her face. “But I also don’t have to save your ass, sweet as it is.
Be fucked or be fired, Rachel.”

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