One of her working days
Once, sitting at home together, back when I was still serving in the unit, my wife and I got to talking again about her promiscuity. We still chat about it often, and I absolutely love hearing about how she gets fucked and filled with cum. I asked her what a typical workday was like for her. Natasha decided to tell me using that day as an example, clarifying that some days are calmer and some are more active.
"The girls and I came to work as usual at a quarter to nine. While the whole headquarters was 'leaking' out to the parade ground for the morning formation, we put the kettle on and started checking our appearance. I was wearing a loose skirt above the knee and a white blouse. I put on a bra but not panties, since
it was warm and it's only a five-minute walk from home to work. I was just twirling in front of the mirror, checking how the skirt fit, looking at myself from behind, when Nikolai Anatolyevich (that's the chief of finance, my wife's boss at the time) came out of his office.— Checking out how good your ass looks today? — he asked with a smirk, boldly reaching under my skirt.
I just smiled back and arched slightly as he inserted a finger into my anus. Of course, I knew that before lunch he would fuck me in the ass, as he had been doing for several months, ever since I started working at the unit. The chief of finance was the second one to have me in the unit, right after the commander, when I returned to the accounting office all torn up from his huge cock. Since then, he fucked me practically every day, as he preferred to fuck in the ass, so even during my period I would go to his office to take his cock into my lovely butt.
After the formation, the commander dropped by. He was as cheerful as always and simply radiated optimism. He cracked some joke and left. About 50 minutes after the formation ended, my expectations were met, and my boss called for me. I stood up, straightened my skirt, and went to his office. The boss wasn't alone; a soldier clerk was sitting in the office... Nikolai Anatolyevich pretended to show me something while he started groping my ass under my skirt. I swayed my butt slightly, showing him I liked how he was touching me. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore and told the soldier to leave. Then, without letting me straighten up, but instead bending me over the desk with my chest down, he stood up and came at me from behind. I raised myself slightly and leaned on my elbows, while he already hiked up my skirt and pressed his cock against my ass. He had just inserted his cock all the way, completely filling my hole, when I heard your voice outside the door asking where I was. The girls said I was with the boss. I liked the spiciness of the situation — you're standing outside the door thinking we're working, while in reality, Nikolai Anatolyevich is pumping my ass. His piston was going in and out of my butt, which I offer him every day. I even thought, 'I wonder if you can hear through the door the slapping sounds of his cock penetrating your wife's ass, and if so, what you associate those sounds with and how you explain them to yourself.' I hear you say you'll wait and start chatting about nothing with the girls, completely unaware of what's being done to your wife right now (there have been many such instances where I was fucked near you and you had no idea I was nearby, but more on that later). To speed things up somehow, I started actively thrusting back against my boss, as he had been fucking me for quite a while already, and you were standing out there waiting.
And finally, I feel my ass filling with warmth and my boss's cum spurting into it in little fountains. Getting up, I slide off his cock myself and, straightening my skirt, quickly dash out to our office where you're standing. I run up and kiss you, all the while feeling my butt expelling in little portions the freshly received cum, which trickles in thin streams down my bare legs. I ran to you so fast that you didn't notice these shiny trails, but the girls, of course, saw how during our kiss, cum was leaking from under my skirt. And of course, they all know I was fucked in the ass, as each of them, to varying degrees of frequency, allows Nikolai Anatolyevich to fuck them there.
We agree to go to the store during the lunch break, and you leave. I use tissues to wipe the traces of my anal escapade from my legs and clean my ass.
Closer to lunch, when I was taking documents to the archive and coming down from the second floor, that clerk who was with the chief of finance caught me, along with one of his clerk buddies (the chief of staff's clerk). After a brief, quiet argument, I gave in and decided to let them have their way, but made them promise they wouldn't call the other clerks (as usually happens) and would just fuck me themselves, as I was in a real hurry. We went down as usual under the stairs near the closed entrance to the headquarters. I leaned my hands against the wall, not even bothering to prepare the soldiers, as they were always ready to fuck me. As far as I know, I was the only one who gave it up not only to officers but also to soldiers. I hope you're not upset that your little wife wasn't just a slut and a pushover, but that anyone could have her. So anyway, I stood with my back to them, my skirt as always hiked up to my waist, and I let them fuck me. They started taking turns fucking my pussy. Of course, they didn't keep their word, and the one who fucked me first ran off to get his comrades. So, in the end, I had six guys pass through my pussy that way. After taking the last soldier's cum inside me and flatly refusing to service them for a second round, I went to the toilet, where I wiped the leaking cum with toilet paper and then rinsed off a bit at the sink.
That's how your slut's morning went until lunch. During the lunch break, you and I went to the store, and then at home you fucked my mouth and pussy... hee hee hee... if only you knew that just over an hour ago, that pussy had serviced six soldiers, two of whom were from your own company.
After the lunch formation, the commander invited us (me, Kristina, Olya, and Irina) to his office for coffee. We went to him. While drinking coffee, the commander joked and bantered, periodically hinting that important guests would be arriving soon. Then he asked us to close the door, and pulling his pants down to his knees, he lay on the conference table and said he wanted each of us to sit our asses down on his cock... for practice, so to speak, since the guests were Caucasians, meaning the main working hole would be the ass... The commander's cock was huge, so it wasn't an easy task. The girls, joking that my ass had already been worked in today, suggested I be the first to 'climb the mountain.' I climbed onto the table with my feet, spread my legs wide, hiked up my skirt, and started sitting down on the commander's standing cock. The girls surrounded the table from different sides and watched as inch by inch my ass swallowed the cock of the lying man. Olya and Kristina held me by the elbows as I impaled myself on the commander's cock. His cock moved easily inside my hole, completely plunging into my ass when I sat my butt down on the commander's hairy pubic bone. I felt the foreign object massaging my rectum. Meanwhile, Irina was stretching her own ass with her fingers to make her 'ascent' easier.
After bouncing for about five minutes, I got off that pole and gave way to Irina, whom I supported by her right hand, as Olya had stepped aside to also prepare her hole for mounting the commander's stake. With Irina, and then with Olya, everything repeated following my example, but Kristina couldn't do it. Kriska was only 19, she and her husband had arrived at the unit just a month ago. And just last week, the commander fucked her for the first time — she resisted for a long time until she was roughly fucked right in the commander's office. Then Nikolai Anatolyevich tried to fuck her in the ass. But it went poorly — she had little experience. So, for the past week, even though Kristinka went from one boss's office to another, undergoing her baptism as a headquarters employee, they only fucked her in the mouth or pussy. So when she, supported by us under her arms, tried to sit on the commander's stake standing like a watchtower, she almost tore. So the commander
laid the crying Kristina down in the spot where he had just been lying and just brutally fucked her in the pussy, cumming inside her. Then they escorted the still-crying Kristina out of the office, and we stayed to wait for the guests.
The guests turned out to be five Caucasians, leaders of one of the most well-known gangster groups in our region. I don't know what business our commander had with them, but after a brief chat about how things were and the weather, they started brazenly harassing us. I was sitting on the couch between two tall Caucasians around 40 years old. Irina was sitting on the lap of another Caucasian of the same age group, and Olya was sitting in an armchair with two young guys, also of the same ethnicity, standing on either side. The commander sat in his chair and watched as these churks, calling me a 'Russian whore,' both reached under my skirt and, taking advantage of my lack of underwear, started groping my shaved crotch, periodically inserting their fingers into my pussy. Irina was kissing the one she was sitting on, letting him fondle her breasts under her blouse. Olya immediately had cocks shoved into her mouth from both sides... youth could never wait.
— Well, what about it, slutty pushover, gonna suck my cock? — said one of the guys groping me.
I silently nodded and, unzipping his fly, took out his cock. It was curved and thick. I habitually swallowed his organ, feeling the second one hike up my skirt.
— Oh! Her asshole is gaping... she was recently reamed in the ass — he said.
My fuckers started taking turns having me, spinning me between them, not asking how I felt about them shoving into my mouth the cock that had just been pulled out of my ass. Then I felt the one fucking me from behind cum inside me, furiously driving his cock into my hole.
— Fantastic ass — he said with a sigh, pulling his limp cock out of my anus, which he had just filled, making way for his partner, whom I had just been sucking. Judging by the exclamations of 'I'm cumming, bitch' and 'cum in her like I did,' my girlfriends had also already received their portions of seed in their asses. While sucking the cock that had just filled my ass with its juice, I spread my buns wider with my hands so the cock in my ass wouldn't cause me discomfort.
When my and Olya's asses had taken loads of cum for the second time, the Caucasians decided to take a break. They sat back down at the table, completely ignoring the women they had just fucked, while we recovered. When two of the guests were about to go to the toilet to pee, the commander stopped them and said that 'dear guests can pee right here.' Of all the girls, only I practiced the 'golden shower,' and given how tenderly the commander cared for his carpets, they would pee in my mouth. I had already wiped sperm stains off this carpet many times, sperm that had leaked from my used holes. I met the commander's gaze and, nodding slightly, got on my knees and opened my mouth wide. The Caucasians were surprised at first, but then one of them came over and, aiming his cock at me, started pissing into my mouth. I tried to swallow, but unfortunately, some spilled, meaning cleaning the carpet was unavoidable. The second one was more careful and simply inserted his cock into my mouth and pissed directly down my throat. While they were amusing themselves with me like that, the others decided not to miss the opportunity and also pissed into the pretty girl's mouth. So in the end, everyone, including the commander, 'watered' me with their urine.
Then we were told to undress and squat with our asses toward the table. We froze in doggy-style poses side by side and waited to see what would be done to us and when. The Caucasians didn't come up with anything original and continued pounding our asses. I don't know who or how many had me, as the cocks in my ass changed periodically. It was an interesting feeling when you called — I was talking to you on the phone, explaining that I had a ton of work, while at the same time another churk was pounding my ass, sliding smoothly over the cum of his predecessors, which was already streaming out of my hole.
In the end, we washed the carpet naked, cleaning off the sperm and urine, while the commander and the guests chatted about business, occasionally distracting themselves to fuck someone's wrecked ass among us. As a farewell, they called us 'Russian whores,' and me a 'dirty slut,' and let us go.
At home, you also fucked me in the ass, and I don't understand why you didn't wonder why my butt so easily took your cock..."