Threesome at the Office and a Party Out of Control

Fridays at the office had an internal reputation nobody dared put in writing, though we all knew it by heart. When the work was up to date and the right people happened to be there, office hours became an excuse, and the building stopped looking like a company and turned into something else. That day, there were few of us, too few to pretend everything was normal.

There were Nora and Celia among the women. There were six of us men: Mauro, Simón, Esteban, Bruno, Damián, and me. From first thing in the morning there were looks, messages on the internal chat, and that kind of group tension you can feel even over the clatter of keyboards.

Nobody had to say it out loud. It was enough for Bruno to write: “Today, nobody gets off easy.” Two minutes later, we were already sharing fantasies as if we were organizing another meeting.

The idea was simple: as soon as one of them got up, we were going to pounce. No beating around the bush, no comedy, and no pretending to be discreet. Celia usually went to the bathroom in the middle of the morning. Nora never suspected anything when they called her from the office.

We waited almost forty minutes, working halfheartedly, our cocks hard at intervals beneath the desks. Every time one of them crossed her legs or leaned over a folder, the atmosphere got worse. I was already so horny that I touched myself through my trousers like a teenager, trying not to come just from the excitement.

Then Celia stood up.

We watched her walk toward the bathroom with that calm stride of hers, like a woman who knew perfectly well how people looked at her. At the same time, Bruno called Nora into his office with some excuse about a report. She went in without suspecting anything and closed the door behind her.

We stripped in seconds. There was no elegance, only haste, short breaths, and six tense bodies. Simón was already fully hard, jerking his cock without the slightest shame. Esteban laughed when he saw him, but he was just as hard himself.

Mauro, Simón, and I went toward the bathroom exit to wait for Celia. Damián, Bruno, and Esteban stayed with Nora. We could hear muffled voices from the office while we got ready beside the door, completely naked, cocks hard and skin prickling.

When Celia came out, she left us frozen for a second.

She was naked.

She came out of the bathroom smiling, her hair tied back and her tits moving slightly with every step. When she saw us, she laughed instead of jumping. Her eyes traveled over us, one cock after another, and she clicked her tongue as if praising a well-laid table.

“I was wondering why you were taking so long,” she said.

Simón didn’t wait another second.

“Kneel down and start sucking, because today you’re going to be left without any strength.”

Celia obeyed with a naturalness that made me even harder. She knelt right there in the middle of the corridor and grabbed our cocks as if choosing where to begin a banquet. She gave the tip of mine a couple of slow licks, then took Mauro’s cock into her mouth halfway down her throat while her hand began jerking Simón off.

She barely moaned, but she looked a lot. That combination was worse than any scream. I held her hair while she took my cock, and I felt her tongue circle my glans with a skill that left no doubt: she had been waiting for this for a long time.

I moved aside a little and positioned myself behind her. I spread her buttocks and saw her pussy already shiny, swollen, genuinely wet. I pushed two fingers inside without warning, and she let out a hoarse moan without taking her mouth off Mauro’s cock. I started working my fingers, then lowered my tongue, eating her pussy and ass from behind while she kept sucking us.

She was soaked. Every lick made it clearer that there was no surprise involved, that this bitch had come prepared for us to wreck her.

***

Meanwhile, in the office, Nora had stopped pretending to work. She told us afterward that the scene had been almost as quick. Bruno distracted her in front of the desk, Damián opened her blouse from behind, and Esteban yanked down her trousers.

Nora wasn’t wearing underwear. That drove them completely crazy.

“What a slut—you came ready,” Damián told her as he knelt to lick her pussy.

“Of course,” she replied. “Otherwise you’d break me.”

Bruno stood in front of her face with his cock hard and enormously thick, ordering her to open her mouth. Nora did so immediately. She swallowed him hungrily, without disgust or restraint, while Damián devoured her pussy and Esteban twisted her nipples.

When we entered the room with Celia, still pushing her on her knees in front of us, we found Nora bent over the office table, completely open, her face wet with saliva and her eyes lost in arousal. Bruno held her hair to set the rhythm of the blowjob, and Damián had his face buried between her legs.

“To the conference room,” Mauro said. “We need more space here.”

Nobody argued.

We all went there like a pack. The two naked women in front, us behind them, our stiff cocks slapping against our thighs. Watching them walk like that, crossing the office in broad daylight, gave me a brutal rush. It was absurd, dangerous, and exactly what we wanted.

The conference room had a long table, a low sofa, and frosted glass on one wall. We closed the door, and there were no more rules or turns. Nora was the first to climb onto the table. She positioned herself over Bruno, grabbed his cock, and sank all of it into her pussy in one downward motion.

“Fuck, yes,” she gasped. “Like that, like that.”

She began riding him furiously, bouncing on him while Esteban put his cock in her mouth and Damián positioned himself beside her so she could jerk him off. It was an obscene sight: a woman riding one cock, sucking another, and stroking a third, unleashed from the very first second.

Celia took me to the sofa. She made me sit, turned around, and lowered herself onto my cock backward, taking it little by little until she buried me completely in her pussy. I felt her squeezing me from inside and a moan escaped me. Mauro stood in front of her and offered her his cock, which Celia began sucking while Simón fondled her tits and slapped her ass.

I gripped her waist and started fucking her from below, lifting my hips to drive myself deeper. She answered by moving her ass, rubbing herself against me and squeezing my shaft with every rise. Her pussy was burning.

“Don’t stop,” she told me around the cock in her mouth. “Put all of it in me.”

I grabbed her tits, pulled her backward, and began pounding into her harder. Mauro spat in her mouth when she pulled away for a moment, then she went back to swallowing him whole. Meanwhile, Simón positioned himself behind her and pushed two fingers into her ass.

The scream she let out made everyone look over for a second.

***

The next half hour was a happy, filthy mess. We took turns, changing holes, positions, and women. Every time one of them seemed to tire, she only got hotter. Nora ended up on all fours across the table with Bruno fucking her from behind while Esteban put his cock in her mouth from the front. When they pulled him out of her pussy, Damián took his place and shoved himself in so eagerly that she slapped the table with both palms and started begging for more.

“Fuck me, you bastards, don’t treat me gently,” she said. “I want to feel all of them.”

Celia was no different. She asked me to put her on Mauro and impale her from behind. We sat her on top of him, Mauro’s cock buried in her pussy, and I positioned myself behind her to open her ass with saliva and fingers. She reached back herself to spread her buttocks.

“Put it in already,” she ordered.

The tip entered slowly, tight and hot, and I had to hold myself back from coming right then. Mauro grabbed her tits from below, and Celia moaned so loudly that I lost my head. I pushed my cock deeper and deeper into her ass, matching the rises of her pussy over Mauro’s shaft.

Simón stood in front of her and put his cock in her mouth. The sight was outrageous: Celia filled through all three holes, trembling and drooling, her eyes fixed on me while I drove into her from behind all the way to the hilt.

“Like that, fuck, like that...” she stammered before coming.

Her orgasm shook her entire body. Her pussy clenched around Mauro, and her ass squeezed me so hard I almost emptied myself inside her. I had to grip her hips tightly to hold on.

Nora wanted double penetration too. We laid her on her back across the table. Bruno put it in her pussy, and Damián spread her legs wide so he could enter her ass little by little. Esteban held her head and fucked her mouth while she came halfway, crying with pleasure and begging us not to stop.

Seeing her like that left me breathless. The table vibrated with every thrust. Her tits were red from all the sucking and biting, her belly gleaming with sweat, her pussy swollen from so many cocks. Even so, she still wanted more.

***

I ended up going back to Nora. I got behind her while Bruno was wrecking her pussy and slowly pushed my cock into her ass, enjoying the way she opened to receive me. She turned her face and looked at me with a filthy smile, the kind you never forget.

“Now,” she said. “Now you’re really going to kill me.”

We fucked her that way for quite a while, until she came trembling between us. Bruno pulled out just before coming and covered her belly and tits. I kept going a few seconds longer through her ass, then I had to pull out too so I wouldn’t empty myself inside her. I unloaded a thick load over her ass and lower back. Nora reached down, gathered some of it, and sucked it from her fingers without shame.

Celia finished on her knees on the floor, with Mauro and Simón jerking off over her face while I fucked her from behind one last time, fast and brutal, already on the edge. When I came, I pulled my cock out of her ass and put it in her mouth. I released my entire load inside, and she swallowed without pulling away, looking at me.

The others came afterward. Jets of cum on faces, tits, mouths, across the table and onto the floor. Exhausted moans, nervous laughter, and the feeling that we had completely destroyed the morning.

We lay there for a few minutes, breathing hard, our legs weak. But the day wasn’t over.

***

We stayed naked. That was Simón’s idea, and nobody had the strength to argue with him. After showering in turns in the office bathroom and half-cleaning the conference room, we went back to our desks naked. The attempt to resume work was a ridiculous farce.

Nora walked around teasing everyone. Celia leaned over any desk just to show her ass. We wrote two emails and then sat staring. I was still half-hard, as if my body refused to understand that I had already come.

Near one o’clock, Vera, Esteban’s partner, arrived. He had already warned us by message. He said she was coming to have a drink with him, but that she knew perfectly well how Fridays worked and, if the atmosphere was hot, she had no intention of staying out.

When she came in and saw us all naked, she smiled as if she had arrived at a private party arranged for her. She was a redhead, with a firm body, a brazen look, and a confidence that filled the entire office.

“I see you weren’t exaggerating,” she told Esteban before kissing him and familiarly patting his cock.

He introduced us, and she looked at me a second longer than necessary. Then she grabbed my cock without asking and squeezed it slowly.

“You must be the new guy,” she said. “I’ve heard about this cock.”

I grew even harder instantly. She noticed and laughed.

We went back to the conference room. This time the two coworkers were already unleashed from the first minute, and they themselves climbed onto the table to kiss and touch each other in front of us. Vera, on the other hand, came straight toward me. She took off her clothes as she walked, letting each piece fall to the floor without taking her eyes off mine.

She had a body that begged for hands. When she was naked, she sat on the edge of the table, spread her legs, and showed me her wet pussy.

“Come to work,” she ordered.

I knelt and began eating her without making her ask twice. I spread her thighs wide, buried my tongue in her clitoris and then inside her, alternating with two fingers I pushed all the way in. Vera writhed, grabbed my hair, and guided my head with a perfect mixture of demand and pleasure.

“Fuck, yes... like that,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”

I added a third finger and then a finger in her ass. She loved it. She arched over the table and began masturbating her tits, pinching her nipples while I ate her pussy and ass with a hunger that left me trembling.

When I had her truly dripping, I stood up. She grabbed my cock and positioned it herself at the entrance to her pussy.

“Now fuck me hard.”

I drove it in with one thrust, all the way, and Vera let out such a clean, animal scream that the others turned toward us. I began pounding her, gripping her hips. Her pussy swallowed me whole and came out to meet me wetter each time. Esteban stood beside her to kiss her, bite her tits, and put his cock in her mouth whenever she leaned toward him.

Watching her like that drove me crazy. I fucked her harder. Her tits bounced, her makeup ran from all the sweat, and her moans grew filthier. When Esteban lay down on the table, she turned and sat on his cock without taking mine out of her pussy. Then she positioned herself behind me and offered me her ass.

“If you’re going to show off, do it properly,” she said.

We lubricated her with saliva and her own fluids. I entered slowly at first, feeling her open around my glans, then went deeper and firmer. Vera remained impaled on Esteban’s cock and mine at the same time, moving between the two with obscene skill, sucking Nora’s tits when she came over to kiss her.

The room exploded again.

***

The afternoon dragged on through sex, laughter, and plans for the weekend. One of the bosses suggested a party at a country estate outside town, one of those gatherings without clothes, schedules, or many rules. After everything we had already done, nobody was going to refuse.

We arrived at dusk. There was music by the pool, warm lights in the garden, and naked people everywhere, drinking, fucking, or watching other people fuck. We barely left our towels on a table before blending in with the rest.

I went to the kitchen to get some water and found Mara, a coworker from another department, on all fours over a sofa while an enormous dark-haired man drove his cock into her pussy with brutal calm. She saw me, smiled, and gestured for me to come closer.

“Don’t just stand there watching. Come here,” she said.

I came over and put my cock in her mouth while the other man kept fucking her. Mara sucked us both by turns, drooling, with that obscene abandon enjoyed as much by the giver as by the watcher. The other man winked at me, as if we shared an ancient code, and kept pounding her until he made her come.

That was only the beginning.

Later I ran into Raiza, a brunette in her thirties who turned out to be another coworker’s partner. She was at the bar having a drink and asked me to serve it as if I were the bartender. I played along. When she finished a sip, I told her she owed me for the service.

She smiled, went behind the bar, and leaned over it with her ass toward me.

I didn’t want a blowjob. I wanted her pussy. I lifted one of her legs, spread her lips with the tip, and slowly pushed it in, enjoying the way she shuddered. Once I was fully inside, I began fucking her against the bar while she clung to the marble and begged me to go harder, deeper, faster.

I fondled her tits, bit her neck, and made her come with her face pressed to the bar’s surface, moaning without the slightest interest in hiding it. Her husband passed behind us, saw us, and burst out laughing before continuing on. Nobody seemed surprised by anything at that estate.

***

The most intense part came in the early hours, on one of the sofas in the living room, with my wife and a coworker’s partner. By then, it wasn’t just the four of us around us; people were watching, touching themselves, commenting under their breath, and getting turned on by what we were doing.

First the women sucked us. Slowly and deliberately, as if they wanted to put on a show before the fucking began. Then we laid them down and ate their pussies in front of everyone. I devoured Elena until I left her trembling, thrusting my tongue into her without mercy and sucking her clitoris until she grabbed my head to come.

Afterward they climbed on top of us. My wife rode Diego’s cock on the neighboring sofa while Elena fucked me with an energy that didn’t seem human after the entire day we’d had. The two of them turned around so the onlookers could see them better, taking our cocks facing the crowd and letting the whole room enjoy the sway of their asses.

The moans, clapping, muffled laughter, and wet sound of the thrusts all contributed to that filthy, happy fairground atmosphere.

When we had them both close, we put them on all fours. Diego finally put his cock in my wife’s ass, something he had wanted since morning, and I did the same with Elena. I felt her hole squeezing me, yielding little by little, and leaned over her to whisper how tight she was. She answered by pushing her ass backward to swallow more cock.

“Don’t talk to me. Fuck me,” she said.

I fucked her hard and without mercy. To one side, I could hear my wife moaning with Diego’s cock buried to the hilt in her ass. The spectators weren’t even pretending to be discreet anymore; several were masturbating a few feet away from us.

Then we suggested finishing with double penetration. My wife chose one of the men from the group to sit on top of her while Diego continued behind her. Elena did the same with me and another man. Seeing them like that, filled by two cocks and undone with pleasure, finally broke me.

Elena came first, digging her nails into my thighs. I lasted only a few more seconds before pulling her off the other man’s cock and putting mine in her mouth. I came there, deep, forcing her to swallow almost all of it while the rest of the semen dripped down her chin.

Beside me, Diego emptied his load inside my wife’s ass. She let out a long, satisfied moan that drew applause and whistles from all around us.

***

When I finally sat down to catch my breath, my body battered and my cock still sensitive, I realized that the weekend had barely begun. All around us, people were still fucking on the sofas, on the grass, in the pool, and even against the walls of the hallway.

Nora passed beside me with her face still stained with dried cum and squeezed my half-sleeping cock, as if checking that it was still alive. Celia kissed me on the mouth and said she wanted another round the next day. From a hammock, Vera raised her glass and winked at me with that dangerous woman’s smile that had already left its mark on me.

All I could do was laugh.

We had started the morning in front of a couple of screens, pretending Friday was a normal office day. Twelve hours later, my body was covered in someone else’s sweat, my tongue tasted of pussy, my cock was battered from so many holes, and my head was full of images I would never forget.

And the worst—or the best—part was that I still wanted more.