Blackmailed and Gangbanged by the Boss (Reluctant Group Sex) (3 page)

Rachel bit her lip, eyes
burning hot for a moment, cheeks searing scarlet. She stared down
at where Chris worked his cock along her slit, ready to press into
her at any moment. Her thoughts raced, frantic and frenzied, trying
to find another way. How bad did she really need this job,
anyway?

Rachel gave a single curt
nod.

Chris surged forward,
parting the lips of her pussy and pressing into her. She gasped as
his tip entered her.  It had been far, far too long. Rachel’s
groan filled the air. Her back arched, fingers squeaking across the
surface of the desk, and her hips urging forward to accept him. She
reveled in the feel as his cock entered her, gliding inch by inch,
until finally he was buried fully in her.

Henry pulled himself onto
the desk next to her and fed his cock into her mouth without pause.
It pressed into her throat as Chris began to glide into her, the
first hesitant thrusts driving her back against the shuttered
window that she half-lay against. Henry reached out and cupped her
jaw with one hand, guiding her mouth onto his member, thrusting
into her mouth with powerful strokes of his hips.

Rachel swam in sensation.
Scott’s hands roamed her stomach as his mouth closed on one of her
breasts, sucking at the nipple and rolling it around his tongue.
His fingers twirled around her muscles, delicate and exploring with
a surprising amount of gentleness. Her whole body shook as Chris
slid into her, and she could hear her wetness above the redhead’s
groans and the slap of their bodies together. The desk creaked and
moaned in time with their motions, thumping her against the window
as Henry slid his length into her mouth with increasing fervor. She
lost herself to the feelings, a swirl of sensations like nothing
she’d ever felt before, of the touch and caress of not one, but
three men - strangers, mostly.

Chris hammered into her, his
hands grasping her hips hand nearly dragging her off of the desk as
he plowed into her. She lifted her legs and draped her knees over
his shoulders, smiling as her co-worker leaned in and pressed her
legs down towards her chest. The desk creaked as he bent her legs
back over herself, but it afforded Chris a much deeper angle.
Rachel’s groan was loud, but muffled my Henry, as Chris began to
glide into her with long and heavy strokes, pulling back until he
nearly fell out of her and then driving every inch back in with a
furious need.

Scott’s fingers flew across
her flesh, tasting at her skin. He was surprisingly gentle and
skilled, somehow knowing exactly where she enjoyed being touched.
His fingers played across the sides of her neck, twirling through
the wispy hair there, sending a shudder of ecstasy through her that
she was sure Chris could feel. His fingers found her shoulders and
stomach, making light swirls across her sensitive flesh while Henry
and Chris entered her over and over.

Finally, Chris pulled out,
dragging back from within her and staggering back a few steps. His
chest rose and fell with heavy exertion, and he gave her a beaming
smile.

“
Not yet,” he panted,
running his hand through his red hair. “Though I want to. Give the
others a chance too.”

Scott’s fingers slid along
her pale flesh, playing along her breasts and tugging lightly at
her skirt until they came to rest on her ass. With gentle motions,
he cradled her hips and flipped her, bending her over the desk,
pressing her breasts into the highly polished wooden top. She felt
him hover behind her, felt the weight of him press up behind her
and the heat of his body as he moved to push into her.

Her co-worker lunged
forward, penetrating her with a slow, steady pressure. Rachel
hissed, thumping her head forward until she hit the blinds as the
second man that night filled her. Shame filled her, hot and scarlet
- she’d never done anything so slutty before. Two men in a row,
with a third waiting to slide into her sweet little pussy. She
shivered at the thought, a ripple of budding pleasure darting
through her like lightning, setting all her senses alight. Despite
the shame of it, despite the shudder of conflicting emotions that
shot through her like eddies in a river, her body exploded with
delight as Scott pressed deep, filling her in a single go. His
breath was hot on the back of her neck. His hands came down on
either side of her, pressing down onto the desk as he settled into
a steady rhythm, pounding into her with slow and steady strokes.
The desk slammed into the wall, legs rocking back with each thrust
into her. She gasped with each gentle but deep penetration, pushing
her ass back to meet him halfway and shuddering at the resounding
slap that filled the room, the shock of their coupling rippling up
through her body. Rachel reached up and pressed her hands to the
blinds, trying desperately to give her leverage to angle back
against Scott, taking him deep into her. She felt herself
stretching, accepting his cock deep into her pussy.

Scott’s hands grabbed her
hips and hauled her back, her tits squeaking across the desk. She
squealed in protest, but her boss’s cock bobbed into view,
arresting her vexation immediately. Henry slid onto his ass just in
front of her, his cock jutting up and dancing just beyond her
breath. Rachel’s mouth parted, and his cock pressed in smoothly,
gliding deep along her tongue and thrusting up into her throat.
Rachel’s eyes bugged as his tip pressed into the back of her
throat, and she fought to keep her gag-reflex under control. It was
overwhelming, the sensations assaulting her body, swirling through
her like an inexorable tide of ecstatic pleasure and electric
bliss.

Scott slapped harder and
deeper, driving her onto Henry’s cock, stuffing it deeper into her
mouth. She tried to work her tongue along its length, tried to suck
and bob her head, but the force of Scott’s frantic fucking was too
much, and all she could do was ride it out. Her body shuffled and
bucked, driven along on the tide of carnal flesh as Scott pounded
into her, his hands gripping the back of her neck with a gentle
grip and one hip as he thrust into her.

“
Crap, wait,” Scott groaned,
breath swirling hot on her ear. “I’m going to cum.”

“
Not yet,” Henry urged. “Let
me get in there first.”

Scott gave her a few more
frantic thrusts, and she could feel the urgent need in the last few
long and deep poundings. His hands clutched reflexively, and for a
few moments, she thought he was about to flood her pussy with his
seed, but he pulled free with a sigh of frustration.

Henry immediately slid from
her mouth with a spray of saliva and reached over, hooking her
under one leg and hauling her completely up onto the desk with him.
Rachel let out a surprised little squeak as she was spun lengthwise
along the wooden surface, skirt flying as Henry yanked her close.
He flipped her onto her side, facing out into the room, brown hair
pooling about her body. Henry threw one knee over her, hefting her
top-most leg close to her body and wrapping his arms about it as he
slid his cock into her with a single quick thrust. Rachel shuddered
as her boss slammed into her, his arms clutching the leg that was
pointed up at the roof.

Scott slid onto the desk,
kneeling beside her face and gently angling her head to one side
and guiding his manhood into her mouth as Henry began to pump into
her. She could taste herself on Scott’s manhood. Her shoe-clad foot
began to bob and bounce up in the air with each of his thrusts, and
Rachel swam in a haze of red passion and pleasure. Each thrust
hammered deeper than anyone had ever been, her leg pinned and
trapped, pointing upward into the air. She clutched at the edge of
the desk, her tits bouncing with each penetration. Rachel panted,
hard and heaving, pressing back into Henry’s frantic
lovemaking.

“
Oh my God,” Rachel moaned,
around a mouthful of hard cock. Her eyes fluttered in a moment of
pure pleasure. “Harder, boss. Fuck me harder.”

Henry pushed forward,
bending her leg until she thought it might pop out of socket. She
reached up, and wrapped her free arm around her knee and yanked it
closer to her body, giving Henry more angle and access to hammer
into her pussy. She could hear her wetness and the deep, filling
thrusts that Henry was giving her, mingling with the light squeaks
of her body across the surface of the desk from the force of their
coupling. Scott fed more of his cock into her mouth, hips pumping
and gliding his manhood deeper into her throat. Rachel slid her
tongue along his iron-hard length, dragging it along his sensitive
underside and swirling it around the tip each time he pulled back.
Sweat beaded on his body as he filled her mouth, and it ran like
tiny rivers along his glistening form as his body moved, sliding
his manhood along her tongue.

Chris slid forward, his
hands caressing her body as the two men ravaged her, fingers
gliding across her sweat-soaked skin. Two of his fingers found her
clit, and her world exploded into fireworks of blissful ecstasy.
She shuddered as her climax hammered through her in time with the
twin poundings from the two men, and she was lost in a sea of
velvet pleasure. Her body twitched, her legs shuddered against
Henry, and she writhed and bucked against the desk she’d worked at
for the last week as she came. Her pussy clamped down hard on
Henry, muscles milking and sucking him deeper, and her boss gasped
at the sudden intense sensation. He gave two more heavy thrusts and
slammed deep into her, the arms wrapped around her legs clutching
so hard she lost feeling in her foot for a moment.

Henry bellowed, back arching
and wrenching her leg hard as he blasted his load into her in time
with her own climax. His hot seed fountained into her, blasting
into her pussy as his cry of pleasure echoed through the room. Each
spurt of seed into her sent waves of pleasure through the final
eddies of her climax, and Rachel could do nothing but shudder as
she rode out the last throes of her ecstasy.

She collapsed back, panting,
spent. Henry pulled back on wobbly feet and slid from the desk, a
runner of his seed splashing down next to her computer. Scott gave
two more quick thrusts into her mouth before pulling free as well,
leaving her laying on the desk, sweaty and dripping with Henry’s
seed. Rachel’s tits bounced as she glanced between the three
men.

“
On your knees,” Scott said,
nodding towards the ground in front of them. His hand flew along
his length, shimmering with her saliva. Chris took a step up beside
him, his fingers wrapping around his cock and giving her an
appreciative smile.

Aching but satisfied, Rachel
complied, pushing herself off of the desk and collapsing down onto
her knees. She tilted her head back, cupping her breasts and
angling them up towards her co-workers as they stroke their cocks
before her. They leered down at her, hands flying along their
lengths as Henry watched from the side, one hand leaning against
the desk.

Scott finished first, the
first rope of his seed spattering against Rachel’s lips and chin as
he gave a loud groan. It arced through the air and splashed hot
against her face, followed by rope after rope that pattered down
against her tits and dripped down onto her stomach. Rachel closed
her eyes as his seed rained down onto her, and a moment later, she
heard a low, needy grunt from Chris, and felt his hot cum splash
down onto her upturned face, pooling onto her cheeks and dripping
down onto her chest.

Rachel knelt in silence,
eyes closed, facing the roof, feeling their sticky seed dripping
down from her face and onto her exposed chest. She heard shuffling
as the men around her gathered their clothes in silence and left,
though she heard at least one still hovering nearby.

“
I trust we’re good, now?”
Henry said. Rachel opened her eyes and glanced at him, the seed of
two men sliding down onto her glistening tits as she moved. She
gave a single nod, feeling her cheeks burn with shame. She’d let
three men have their way with her, three men that were practically
strangers. And for what. A job?

Yes,
she thought.
But, that will open
door.
Sometime soon, what she did today
would be paid back with interest. Of that much she was sure
of.

“
Yes,” Rachel said simply.
“And you’ll take care of this?”

“
I’ll explain what happened,
vouch for you, and make sure you’re given a second chance,” Henry
said. “We’ll still likely lose the client, but I won’t let them
count it against you. We’re good.”

Rachel gave an explosive
sigh of relief and pushed slowly to her knees.

“
So, it sounds like this
happens a lot,” she said, gathering up her clothes. “This wasn’t
the first time?”

“
Here and there,” Henry
agreed with a sly grin. “If you find yourself in a jam, I think we
can work out a deal in the future.”

“
Hmmm,” Rachel said, giving
a slow shake of her head. “I’d rather make sure it never happens
again. I might be up for dinner sometime after work, though. And
more.”

“
With or without the
others?” Henry’s smile widened.

Rachel gave him a slow,
seductive wink as she wiped some of the spunk from her face. “We’ll
see.”

JB Richards has lived in
Illinois and Wisconsin before settling down in the Seattle area for
the last 25 years, drawing on the Pacific Northwest for many
inspirations in life. He is an erotic story writer, and enjoys
reading and writing to the exclusion of all other hobbies, and can
usually be found curled up with a book.