Office orgy
"Vasily Ivanovich, Vasily Ivanovich!" the office employees flew into the director's office with joyful cries. "Our 'Yulia' is going international! Can you imagine, Vasily Ivanovich!"
With radiant smiles, their eyes sparkling merrily, they handed him the freshly signed contract.
Vasily Ivanovich—a handsome, dark-haired 25-year-old guy—examined the document carefully with his beautiful dark brown eyes and, indeed seeing the coveted signature at the end, also flashed a smile.
"Well, my dear girls," he said in his characteristically somewhat muffled voice. "That's right, phenomenal success awaits us!"
"Not
us, but you, Vasily Ivanovich," smiled plump Valentina Grigoryevna. "This was entirely your project!""Yes, Valentina Grigoryevna is right," confirmed languid-eyed Svetka. "This is your success!"
Leaning back relaxedly in his chair, Vasily looked over his so-polite secretaries with a smile.
The eldest of them was Valentina Grigoryevna, who was nearing her fifth decade, had a beloved husband, and a minor son, Misha. She had a large, pleasant face with cheerful green eyes, plump reddish cheeks, a small rounded nose, and luscious dark cherry lips. With a coquettish, boyish haircut of curly dark auburn hair, she looked quite striking today in a dark, broad-shouldered business suit, a loose white blouse, and a dark gray pencil skirt stretching to her knees. Below, her luscious, tempting calves were covered by the dark mesh of sheer tights, and her feet were in shiny dark shoes with white bows.
The second was the tall, thirty-year-old brunette Svetlana. She also had an equally attractive, but pale oval face, large intelligent dark brown eyes, a round nose, and full scarlet lips. Her gorgeous black hair cascaded beautifully over her shoulders and back, covered by a light cream jacket (fastened with only two buttons, also with shoulder pads) and a loose white shirt. Her long legs, however, were concealed by stylish dark trousers, accentuated by black high-heeled shoes.
Both were very good-looking, both exuded a pleasant caramel perfume scent, and both appealed to Vasily Ivanovich in their own way. He valued Valentina for her excellent work on financial matters, diligent execution of the most important projects, and impeccable punctuality. He knew that this seasoned "office lioness" could be entrusted with the most complex tasks, confident they would be completed on time. Therefore, he unofficially considered her his "right hand" and often affectionately called her Aunt Valya. He valued Svetka for her consistently excellent coffee, competent network marketing, and... her languid, deep voice, which he always enjoyed hearing during business negotiations over the speakerphone.
"Oh no, girls!" after some thought, Vasily Ivanovich gently objected. "Please, don't flatter me! 'Yulia's' victory is a victory for all of us! It's our shared victory!"
Still smiling contentedly, he rose from his office throne, walked around the desk (on which stood a flat computer monitor and piles of various papers), and approached the women.
"Well, we congratulate you anyway," Svetka sang in a beautiful voice, shaking his hand. "After all, it was your idea... And we were just doing our jobs..."
"Exactly, we are merely your employees," said Valentina Grigoryevna in an equally affectionate tone, taking his working limb in turn. "Your faithful girls..."
"Thank you..." he thanked the women, not without some embarrassment, and suddenly felt an unusual pleasure spreading through his body.
The good news, his familiar bright office bathed in sunlight, and the radiant faces of two attractive secretaries involuntarily stirred all his young blood.
"What if..." he thought. "What if, to celebrate the firm's success, I fuck my dear employees?! Fuck them right here and now?! Huh?"
And, from that thought alone, Vasily Ivanovich immediately became incredibly aroused! Everything suddenly excited him: the gentle emerald sparkle in Valentina Grigoryevna's eyes, the fiery sparkle of her curly hair, the shimmering highlights on her luscious cherry lips... Even the wavy collar of her blouse (encircling the woman's thick neck with several noticeable crease lines and a small double chin!) now stirred him with all the molasses of languor!
But he was also drawn with desire to the milky-faced Svetka—her cascading dark hair, her blooming poppy-red lips, and... the smooth roundness of her nose!
A minute later, sensing the approaching storm of arousal, he, so as not to let his "girls" slip away, quickly walked to the office door and locked it!
"What are you doing, Vasily Ivanovich?!" exclaimed Valentina Grigoryevna in amazement, exchanging a glance with the equally puzzled Svetlana. "Why did you lock the door?!"
Vasily, seeing them in the rays of bright sunlight (generously streaming in from the street through the large window) simply froze in place—they suddenly seemed to him like queens, true goddesses of beauty, created for tenderness and love! Goddesses whom he, a despicable slave of the "defective male sex," forced to work mercilessly and wear asexual, mannish clothing!
"Girls..." he uttered, almost breathless with excitement, looking at them now with a truly wild gaze. "You are both simply enchanting today! You... you are divine! You are lovely creatures of sacred love, and... I want to give it to you fully today! Don't be afraid, for today is our day, our celebration, our feast of love!"
And, with these wondrous words, he fell to his knees before the ladies... and began kissing their pretty dark shoes!
"Oh, I am a despicable slave of love, I am your despicable slave..." Vasily whispered heavily, kissing first Valya's shoe, then Svetka's.
The women, looking stunned now at him, now at each other, also became seriously agitated, not even knowing what to think!
A minute later, having kissed his fill of their footwear, he rose to his feet and gratefully placed his palms on their "large" shoulders. Then, looking into the green eyes of the mature brunette (with thicker and better-mascaraed lashes than her younger colleague!) he lovingly embraced her plump body and whispered hotly:
"I love you, Aunt Valya..."
And, gently taking the back of the employee's head (who could be his mother!) with his fingers, he brought his "girlish" lips close and... merged with her mouth in a kiss!
Working his tongue tenderly, he kissed her so softly and gently that she immediately "melted" from this kiss—a kiss that instantly washed over both of them with a wave of powerful pleasure!
He kissed Valentina Grigoryevna with all his youthful passion but with exquisite grace, greedily licking her large teeth, wavy gums, sweet little tongue. He kissed, sucking her abundantly flowing saliva like the nectar of the Olympian gods. And from this kiss, her head spun, his hot mouth injected the fire of passion into her blood, and her lush loins began to instinctively tremble with the reflex of awakened sexual desire!
Drowning in this prolonged kiss, Valya embraced Vasily's heated back with her large hands and even involuntarily crumpled the white fabric of his shirt!
Svetka, however, wide-eyed at the sight of her adult colleague smacking lips with their young boss, fell into a real peak of astonishment, involuntarily opening her charming little mouth!
And soon, Vasily Ivanovich, as if remembering her, reluctantly tore himself away from the lips of the flushed woman (giving her nose another gentle lick!), and turned to the brunette.
"I love you too, Sveta," he said, immediately pulling the girl to him.
Slipping his pale hands into her luxurious black mane, he touched her scarlet lips as well, involuntarily pressing his face against the "snout" of her nose.
Now sucking new saliva, he enjoyed her mouth—the girl, like her colleague quickly rendered speechless by his skillful kiss, began to rapidly fill with the grog of ignited passion.
Enjoying Svetka's more responsive tongue, Vasily gently pressed his wet lips to the "porcelain" of her smooth neck.
"Ah..." she immediately gasped sweetly in a chesty voice and, from a new wave of excitement, even rolled her eyes.
Vasily, after a little "nibbling" on her trembling flesh, switched back to the previously abandoned "Aunt" Valya (who was gazing at them with a half-drunk look, her massive chest heaving with breath) but, with an apologetic gesture running his palm over her red cheek... immediately returned to the brunette.
Looking intently into Svetka's dark watery eyes (covered after the kiss with a light haze of intoxication), he deftly unbuttoned the buttons of her jacket and quickly threw it right on the floor—the girl was left before him only in high-heeled black shoes and a snow-white shirt, hinting at the low hills of her breasts!
Like a predatory beast, Vasily Ivanovich immediately grabbed these hills and began to gently torment them, pressing the hard berry-like nipples into their tender marshmallow flesh!
"A-a-aah!" Svetka's crimson lips spilled out another sound of surging passion, louder now.
Acutely feeling the boss's lewd touches on her tits, she began to breathe heavily in seething agitation.
For Valentina Grigoryevna, who was staring at them dumbfounded, everything in her chest simply froze—deeply embarrassed by such an openly intimate spectacle, she simultaneously felt ashamed to see it and craved further action!
Vasily, having kneaded the dark-haired tall secretary's breasts, methodically began unbuttoning the buttons of her shirt and, having unbuttoned it, pulled it down from her shoulders to her elbows—however, as it turned out, the girl still had a small light bra on her chest!
With a slight embarrassment, smiling a guilty smile, Svetka
herself, completely freeing herself from the shirt (which also followed the jacket to the floor) slowly unclasped the bra straps but did not take it off, deciding to leave this exciting act to the young man.
Understanding this, Vasily Ivanovich, not restraining his blazing feelings, tore off this bra from her in one motion—at the same moment, jerking from his sudden movement, her tits were revealed to him in all their modest beauty!
With a predatorily parted, drooling mouth, he immediately pressed his lips to one of the light brown nipples, instantly engaging in energetic sucking!
"Ah-aaa-ah!" Svetka gasped again, with her head thrown back
herself willingly surrendering her small breast to the gentle torment.
Vasily, as if turning into a large infant, began to deeper engulf the nipple with his mouth, along the way ticklishly sucking it with his lips, licking it with his tongue, and... even lightly nibbling it with his teeth!
Thus, quickly achieving exciting firmness from her, he (gently milking the other one) applied himself with the same diligence to the second berry: he began kissing and sucking it to the point of frenzy, simultaneously feeling that his long-aroused cock was simply straining against his trousers!
"A-a-a-ah, a-a-a-ah!" under the potency of his caresses, Svetka now openly bleated, rapidly filling with the pink hues of boiling excitement.
Valya Grigoryevna, witnessing how the boss sucked the breast of the tall subordinate, herself involuntarily flared with the bright dawn of awakened passion—involuntarily placing her hands on her large "udders," she began to gently milk them with quiet gasps, despite the thick material of her business suit!
A minute later, Vasily, having sucked his fill of Svetka's excitedly swollen tits, embraced her again and kissed her on the lips—in this kiss, the long-legged secretary, feeling new portions of his saliva in her mouth (abundantly produced by the frenzied breast-sucking!) finally entered the spin of mad desire!
However, Vasily Ivanovich, having aroused it in her, unexpectedly pulled away from her, and with the protruding bulge of his "desire" turned again to Valentina.
He once again embraced this massive woman, self-forgetfully
sinking into the juicy flower petals of her cherry lips—lips no less tasty and sweet than the scarlet petals of the young woman.
Feeling a stronger attraction to her due to the huge age difference, Vasily took off her suit, but, instead of exposing her breasts (which tripled Svetka's in size!) turned her back to him and roughly pushed her towards the work desk.
With the noise of a hefty cow, Valentina Grigoryevna flopped onto it chest-first, presenting the boss with a rather large, tempting ass—he, without delaying another second, unbuttoned the gray skirt and immediately slid it down her steep hips to her feet.
His gaze was instantly presented with incredibly huge, lush white buns of female buttocks, split by the tempting line of small white panties!
Gasping in fits of desire, he slipped his hand between her thick legs and began to rub the moist crotch, immediately clearly feeling in his fingers the swollen mounds of large labia!
"Oh... O-o-oh... Lord..." the mature brunette sighed with a muffled groan, acutely feeling all his movements on her lower lips. "My Lord... oh-oh..."
Vasily, not ceasing to gently tease the petals of the greasy little lips, tried to awaken them to secrete the juice of female lust, so that he could then calmly insert his hot male weapon through their folds!
Svetka, idly observing them, had to maintain the heated excitement in herself by caressing the sucked (and licked) nipples with her fingers. However, feeling that this was clearly not enough, she soon unbuttoned her trousers, slipped her fingers under her panties, and, with a quiet moan, began to fiddle with her own lower lips.
Meanwhile, Vasily Ivanovich, having rubbed Valya's crotch, fully exposed her magnificent ass with indeed moistened dark brown petals of labia and a darkening "working spot" of the anal opening, which suggested that her husband apparently often enjoyed his wife in non-standard ways.
Leaving Valentina in her blouse, tights, and shoes, he leaned over her, beginning to massage the already swollen calves of her spread legs and stroke the huge thighs.
Moaning on the table from his gentle caresses, she obediently awaited the wild coupling.
"Goddess... Aunt Valya, you are a true goddess..." he whispered to her excitedly, again almost breathless from the sexual erection tearing him apart.
Finally, feeling he could bear it no longer, Vasily Ivanovich stood behind Valentina Grigoryevna and, in an instant, freed himself from his dark trousers along with the white fabric of his underwear, revealing an elegant 25-centimeter cock, which he aimed like a venous pike at the wide ass of the sprawled woman! On the head of this purely male "pike," in the sunlight, the first drop of lust already shimmered beautifully, ready to lead a whole stream of the champagne of dashing sperm!
Sveta, seeing the athletic boss naked for the first time, more energetically fiddled with her "berries" and "pussy," beginning to extract more explicit moans from herself! But he, captivated by the still quite tasty brunette, as if forgetting everything, slowly kneaded the slightly sagging cushions of her buttocks, between which, as if tasting, he soon gently ran his tongue!
"U-uhhhhh..." like an owl about to lay an egg, Valentina hooted on the table, immediately covered with languid goosebumps of pleasure.
He, feeling the joy of her flesh, deliberately prolonging