The breakroom door chimes softly. I spin around from my coffee. Group of young guys, 22 to 25, interns blowing off steam. Saturday overtime in Copenhagen office. Nothing unusual. I dip back to my mug. Then loud French chatter hits me. My native tongue after six months in this Danish firm. Sweet relief.
I eye the table next to mine. Two stare hard. Don’t look away. Smirk. Rodolphe, blond Scandinavian vibe, locks on my bare legs. Traces up my tight pencil skirt to black lace edge. Luc, dark and intense, hypnotized by my plunging blouse cleavage. Flattered. Sexy at 45+. Office power suit hides my curves, but tonight it teases.
The Building Tension
They whisper loud, thinking no one gets French. Why alone? Dumped? Lesbian? Hot body though. Want to fuck her. Amused, I drain my coffee. Stand slow. Feel their eyes on my firm round ass. Saunter over. Greet in French. They blush crimson. I laugh. ‘Alone by choice. No boyfriend. Love women… and cocks too.’ Scarlet now.
Grab their hands. Pull them up. Yell to the group, ‘Stealing these two for the night!’ Hoots, jealous cheers. Arms linked, we weave empty corridors. Coffee aroma mixes with my perfume. Distant printer whirs. Elevator dings. Heart races. Adrenaline spikes. Risk of security.
Conference room door clicks locked. Mouse clicks echo faintly outside. Laptop hums soft music. I sway hips. Kick off heels. Slip blouse straps. Turn to Rodolphe. ‘Unzip me.’ Zipper rasps down. Face him. Unbutton his slacks. Hand dives into boxer gap. Grip his hard cock. Leave him disheveled. To Luc. Blouse falls. Heavy tits bounce free. Palm his bulge. Rock hard.
Kneel. Yank pants down. Lick his thick shaft bottom to tip. Musky rut scent. Wet precum. Gulp him deep. He strips frantic. Naked. Hairy. Bushy black balls reek. Switch to Rodolphe. He’s nude. Sparse blond pubes. Perfect cock, tight balls. Suck tender. Finger his ass crack. Tease hole.
Stand. Skirt pools. Black thong frames my wild bush. ‘Jerk for me.’ They stroke, eyes devouring. Slip thong off. Finger my wet slit. Slow. Grip their cocks. Lead to conference table. Side lie. Luc 69s me. Suck his meat. Rodolphe rims my hairy asshole. Pros for kids.
On back. Legs high. Pussy drips. ‘Fuck me, Rodolphe.’ He slams in. Pounds hard. Luc sucks my fat nipples. I jerk him. Rodolphe cums fast inside. Waves hit me. Luc swaps. Brutal thrusts. I scream joy. He floods me. Collapse sweaty.
They recover quick. Hands, mouths roam. Sniff my pits, thighs, soppy holes. Relay fuck me. Cum again. Pass out.
The Raw Explosion
Wake first. Sniff their soft cocks. Sperm, sweat, pussy juice cocktail. They harden. Fingers probe. Rodolphe digits my ass deep. ‘Want to fuck it?’ Yes. Luc too. Promise: ‘My ass all weekend if you fuck each other. Cum in mouths. I film.’ They nod.
Phone camera rolls. Awkward 69 turns wild. Fingers in asses. Luc jerks Rodolphe, swallows load. Doggy. Rodolphe spreads cheeks. Pink hole. Luc spits, thrusts in. Gland stretches flesh. Pounds. Rodolphe moans pain to pleasure. I stroke his cock. Luc grunts filth, eyes my tits and slit. Explodes.
Kiss them. Suck Luc’s ass-fresh cock. Whisky shots from flask. Silence, lusty stares. Rodolphe kneels. Sucks Luc hard. Face fuck. Pulls out, spurts face.
Luc doggy. Hairy ass to camera. Rodolphe lubes in my cunt first. Slides in easy. Slow build to frenzy. Cums deep.
Dawn. Fetch coffee. They rip my clothes. Kiss wild. ‘Naked, scented in our juices.’ Breakfast with fingering, sucking.
Doggy on table. Hands milk tits. Fingers clit, crack. Cock teases ass, dives pussy. Mouth on Rodolphe’s cock. Office funk aroma. Luc rams my ass sudden. Pain to bliss. Suck in rhythm. He unloads roaring. Rodolphe next. Slow deep anal. Endless orgasms.
All weekend, they ass-fuck me turns. Hierarchy flips. My thrill: door could open any second. Back to desk Monday. Skirt straight. Meeting next. Cum leaks. Smile serene.