One Night Office Orgy
Copyright© 2025 by Naughty Sarah
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - On a dare, the author creates a near non-stop orgy of office debauchery written from the MALE POV, a tongue-in-cheek chauvinistic ride with big titties, big dicks, consensual, some non-consensual. Try and catch your breath with titty milk, deeper throat, anal blasting, wild 'n wacky can't get enough cock to save my life attitudes! When done, bet you say WTF was THAT! Just don't hate me! :-)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts
Meanwhile, the girls were backing away a little after taking a good look at him. They didn’t mean to, I’m sure. It was just an instinctive move on their part and I didn’t blame them. Linda was the only one who didn’t seem nervous, standing calmly off to the side behind Margaret, who was still trying to shake hands with him.
Swallowing her little hand in one of his big mitts, he shook it briefly, Margaret’s whole body shaking along with it. “Good to see you again, Margaret. I’m very proud of the way you’ve whipped this place into shape. I thought it was about time I came and saw it for myself.” He turned his gaze in our direction and exclaimed, “And these must be the people who really deserve all the credit. Let’s see who we’ve got here.”
His eyes swept down the line as Margaret introduced him to his people; me and Jeff, Diane, Daphne, Linda and finally Lisa on whom his gaze rested for what seemed like an eternity. Her 5’4” frame cringed back just a fraction as his eyes bore down on her. Licking his lips a little, he ogled her obscenely, drinking in her huge tits, soft round tummy and the pink nylon bulging with her meaty thighs.
Finally, he turned back to Margaret and shrugged off his overcoat, taking the suit coat off right along with it. Now I could see how huge he really was. Man, was he big. His barrel chest had popped one of the buttons on his shirt and I could see that he wore no undershirt. His pot belly looked like a big pink beach ball with a black rug on it. Yuck!
I was so engrossed in staring at this guy, our boss, that I was as unprepared as the rest of them for what happened next.
He was telling Margaret what a fine looking group we were and that he wanted to get to know each of us on a more personal level... “In fact, let’s do away with the formalities and start right now!”
Nodding his head at Linda, who had been standing there as if looking for a signal, he commanded, “Let’s do it!” In a flash, the room became a confused blur of bodies. Linda ran at Margaret who was too stunned to move. Her lithe, athletic body naturally fought back, but it was too late. Linda, grinning obscenely at Gene, easily pinned her arms backward in a full nelson and held her back from the others.
In the same instant Gene, moving his massive body with surprising speed, headed straight for Lisa. Looming over her, he wrapped a length of her long hair tightly around his hand and yanked hard. A yelp of pain escaped from her lips as her head was snapped back, stopping her dead in her tracks. With his free hand he reached down and began crudely fondling her chest, the tight red sweater rippling and bulging out in all directions as his paw mashed and squeezed her billowing breasts.