Joni's New Employment: Chapter 4B
I woke up Saturday morning to the bright rays of sun shining through Mr. Farnum's window. I turned to take in the sight of my boss and the man with whom I'd developed a surprising connection. He'd woken me up during the night for another round of sex, and I hadn't hesitated. He'd started by kneeling between my legs and sliding his hard cock into my wet pussy in the missionary position. We'd then tried different positions, finally climaxing together.
That wasn't the only time we'd had sex either. I carefully stretched on the bed, enjoying the feeling of being naked and in his bed while reminiscing about the day before. I had accepted a job as his Executive Assistant in a private office suite for Mr. Farnum, the CEO, and his three Senior Vice Presidents. While my primary role was assisting all four men, I was also their office slut, available for any sexual encounters they might desire behind closed doors. I had also agreed to be Mr. Farnum's personal slut. To get the job I wanted, I had accepted all those conditions.
The day before, on my first day without the help of a temporary assistant, was very memorable. In celebration of a new chapter in all our lives, I had been fucked one by one in the conference room by all four men. This led to my spending the weekend with Mr. Farnum in his house, another kind of initiation. Mr. Farnum, who was never one for tentative or unplanned decisions, had asked me to always be naked when we were at home. Nebraska storms provided a strong incentive to remain constantly available for his desires.
When he returned home with two golfing buddies, I was, as instructed, naked by the pool. He had been clear that I was available to the two guests. We all had sex, with the men taking turns, and then he had a double penetration with me. This had been quite an experience, a wild beginning to the new path my life was taking.
I smiled to myself as I lightly stroked his softening cock. "Good morning, sir," I said, before kissing him passionately. "I was just thinking about all the sex I've had the past two days."
"And what thoughts has that brought you?" he asked.
I straddled him, both of us naked, and eased his cock inside me. "I'm thrilled that this is exactly what you described it would be. The only surprising part has been how quickly you've taken control. This mirrors your attitude towards work and life." I kissed him again before moving to a sitting position. "So, how am I feeling about everything that's happened?"
He held my nipples, his fingers playing over them. "Is there any conflict or concern?"
"Not at all, sir. I love your cock." To emphasize my point, I raised up and then sank back down, my pussy sliding over his cock. "And I'll always be wet for you and the men at the office."
"And you're fine with being used by them too?"
"Absolutely, sir. You wanted me to become your personal slut. I'm fully devoted to fulfilling this role. I'll work for the four of you and do whatever you want in the office and at home." I continued riding him as he moved his hands to cup my breasts and squeeze them gently. "I meant it when I said I'm yours."
He chuckled, "It's true that I didn't expect you to take it so well when I brought other men into the equation last night."
"You didn't hesitate, and neither did I, sir. Not being surprised and reluctant are two different things. I'm fully committed. My only question is, what do you have in mind for today?" He gripped my hips, pushing up to meet me as I pushed back onto him. "Is it going to be more surprising?"
The doorbell rang, interrupting the peaceful atmosphere in the house. I glanced at Mr. Farnum, dressed casually in slacks and a polo shirt, his feet bare. He nonchalantly waved towards the door, indicating I should answer it. He seemed to have anticipated the arrival of someone, but there was no hint of worry or warning in his expression.
I hurried from the family room, through the foyer, and grabbed the door handle. Before remembering to shield myself, I opened the door feeling embarrassingly exposed - I was naked. But I figured Mr. Farnum's decision to have me respond to the door naked must have been strategic. Whoever was at the door, they were expecting it.
"Sir!" I exclaimed in surprise and relief. "What on earth are you doing here?" I chuckled at the absurdity of the question. "Um, what a silly question. Mr. Farnum's in the family room." I stuttered, still feeling flustered from the door being unexpectedly opened. Mr. Farnum had a hand on my breast while another rubbed my nipple.
I closed the door behind me and tightly held his arm to lead him towards the family room. We took a few steps before Mr. Farnum looked down at my breasts with appreciation. "You have absolutely magnificent breasts, Joni," he praised. "What size are they?" I told him, hoping the specific details wouldn't embarrass me further. "In the future, you should let me have a titty-fuck."
I chuckled. I'd heard that line before.
"Absolutely," I promised.
It was then that the doorbell rang two more times, bringing in the other two Senior Vice Presidents. Soon, all four executives were gathered in the family room with Mr. Farnum.
On request, I provided each of them with chilled beer, allowing their hands to stroke and fondle my body for a moment. I then stood in the middle of the room, the gentlemen seated in chairs and on the sofa.
"Afternoon meetings will be informal, Joni," Mr. Farnum explained. "I discussed this idea with my colleagues and they agreed. There's some serious business to attend to at the office and you will be doing the same." I nodded my understanding, remaining patient.
"We also take pleasure in the services you provide," Mr. Farnum continued. "We understand given schedules can make these encounters brief, so we thought it would be good to set aside time to enjoy your company when there's more time." I smiled, feeling a rush of warmth through my body.
"What do you do as a job, Joni?" Mr. Farnum inquired.
I turned to face each of the executives in turn, "I'm your Executive Assistant and your...call girl. I'm happy to take care of any business needs or personal desires for you, sirs. You have but to ask, sir."
Mr. Farnum pulled me close, his knees still keeping my body separated from his. His left hand fondled my breast while his right hand stroked my pussy. "This afternoon will be a mix of work and pleasure," he murmured into my ear. "Sometimes, you'll be fucked. Other times, you'll suck us off to be fucked."
As he spoke, I felt a wave of arousal wash over me, my gaze locked onto each of the men before me. They all smiled at my words.
"One of you can have me first," I whispered.
Mr. Edwards laughed. "I'm going to love this. This arrangement is going to be perfect." We made eye contact before I dropped to my knees before him, fumbling with his shoes and slacks to free his manhood. I eagerly enveloped his cock with my mouth, savoring the taste, feeling a deep excitement about being stripped bare in front of four distinguished men.
The dick was getting harder and harder when I noticed motion from the other two guys. With dick in my mouth, I examined each side to see both other men removing their clothes and Mr. Edwards taking off his shirt. With a dick in my mouth, I soon had hands fondling and exploring my body. My breasts were fondled, my nipples pinched and twisted, and my ass and pussy rubbed, causing both groans and moans to come from me around the dick my mouth was sucking. A finger suddenly slipped inside my pussy made a loud groan escape me while the moaning from Mr. Edwards continued.
I was dragged to the side, Mr. Edwards's dick taken from my mouth, but my head was instantly met with another dick. My mouth widened and this dick too went in. I was made to kneel and my hips were pulled up and back to my kneeling position. A finger again entered my pussy, but only for a short time. The finger sawing in and out of my pussy soon left and was replaced by a dick.
I no longer knew who was where around me. With my face buried in a pelvis and a dick in my mouth, an unknown but gratifying dick in my heated pussy, fingers pinching my nipples and pressing on my clit, and knowing Mr. Farnum was watching, I flew to a quick orgasm. Even muffled with a dick in my mouth, my grunts and groans were echoing through the room. And, as I thought I was about to climax, the dick and fingers were taken away.
I moaned in disappointment and frantically searched for Mr. Jackson, only to be roughly moved from my knees to my back on the thick rug. I looked up to see Mr. Adams kneeling between my spread legs and the other two men kneeling on either side. One dick was brought to my mouth, my hand grasping the other, and Mr. Adams thrusting his dick completely inside my ready pussy. As my pussy was fucked hard, I sucked and pumped dick, switching back and forth between them. Fingers returned to torment my nipples and clit and the combined stimulation sent me into a shattering orgasm on Mr. Adams' dick.
Before my orgasm ran out, they shifted again. Dicks and fingers left me empty and yearning, once more. Through a muddled brain, I searched to find Mr. Jackson on his back holding his dick vertical. I ineptly moved to straddle his hips and slide down his hardened dick. I smiled at noticing I had a prick inside me. My pussy still twitching with the aftershocks of my orgasm gripped his cock.
Another dick came to my mouth as I sucked and caressed the one I had just cum on with glee knowing it was the one.
I rode Mr. Jackson with gusto and determination, my pussy constantly clenching around his prick as my ass smacked his thighs. It seemed Mr. Jackson hadn't collapsed and I felt him tense as he too was on the verge. I expected another shift soon, but it didn't happen. Mr. Jackson grunted and thrust his hips up to meet my grinding desires all around him. Cum splashed inside my pussy and the feeling of it added to my arousal.
My hips were lifted off Mr. Jackson's cock, but I was just moved a few inches away as another dick plunged into my cum-loaded pussy. Mr. Jackson squirmed but was only able to move his hips slightly, so that only about half of his dick was under my head. I tilted my head and fondled and licked the dick under me until it was clean.
I was under the control of sex. I moved not with thought or intent, only reacting to the dicks presented to me. I sucked and my pussy fucked. Even though I was being fucked from behind on my knees, my hips were thrusting back to meet the actions applied to me. When the dick disappeared from my mouth, another was there to take its place. I climaxed, and the spasms of my pussy may have caused the hard dick inside to cum too as it started shooting cum into my pussy.
Dicks were removed from me again. This time I was kicked over and placed on my back. Mr. Edwards, the man it all started with, sucked his dick and moved between my wide-spread legs. He thrust fully inside my wet pussy. I watched him but marveled at how my breasts bounced on my chest from the force of his fucking. Even that was exciting.
Following Mr. Edwards' release of a stream of semen into my pussy, I moved to my right and knelt near Mr. Farnum. Since I was unsure if my legs would support me, I opted to crawl. He, too, had removed his clothes while I was being dynamically pleasured by his three high-ranking executives. He was seated, stroking his erect cock. His facial expression conveyed a mix of happiness and appetite. He grinned at me; the look in his eyes suggested he was accepting and desiring me.
He pointed towards me, signaling I should ride his penis in the same position as before, facing his coworkers. I used my hands to support my weight and hoist myself up, placing my back towards Mr. Farnum and my feet wide apart. His hands hugged my hips, maneuvering me backwards, allowing me to align his erection with my vaginal opening. I cried out in bliss as his cock plunged into my pussy. The warmth of his testosterone-stained seed seeped into my vaginal walls and provided contrasting sensations: pleasure from being penetrated and discomfort caused by the mixture of cum and sweat.
After achieving a tight connection to his cock, Mr. Farnum maintained his grip on my waist, disallowing any motion from me other than my attempt to facilitate the sliding of his erection in my pussy. I sighed, feeling unsatisfied. Despite having greedily consumed the cocks of three businessmen only moments before, I found myself on top of Mr. Farnum's limp johnson.
"What would you say to the men who fucked you?" he asked.
I glanced at the trio of nude executives, who continued to enjoy their beverages while observing intently. "Thank you for fucking me, gentlemen," I replied, surprising even myself at how genuine the words rang in my own ears. To me, I was expressing my true feelings. I had been sexually abused by them, yet felt a sort of gratefulness, an elevated feeling of release stemming from their actions. But, I remained perched on his flaccid cock, feeling intense burning to ride it.
"You seem desperate to fuck us," he teased as his digits pinched and probed my nipples.
"I yearn to fuck you too," I panted.
"How many orgasms have you experienced so far?"
"I can't say for certain, but I'm anxious to saddle your dick," I begged, grinding my hips.
"You want to fuck me, a fourth man, after already experiencing three?"
"Yes! I'm a slut!" I shrieked. "I'm your slut. I'm a slut for all of you!"
"Did you know you're a slut before joining our company?"
"No! All I knew was that I enjoyed fornication!" I grunted. "But you taught me my true nature," I confessed, gripping my head in agony. Not only did I feel his member throbbing within me, but my admission added to the agony.
"Enjoy your time with them before returning to ride me," he uttered again. I yanked my head fiercely upwards, quickly hovering above his flaccid penis, but instead of jumping up, I fell back down in a surge of eagerness. His hips writhed, while his fingers unleashed torrents of pain on my tender nipples.
I seized the opportunity to release myself from the stranglehold on my hips and thrust my pelvis forward. I slipped off his penis and started to reorient my stance. I then moved backwards and plunged onto him with great rigidity. The other three men watched from afar. My entire being was focused on the task at hand: riding Mr. Farnum's rotating penis. My desire was feverish, my attentiveness unwavering, my mind set solely on his johnson.
Having received four separate loads of cum, and having partaken in many more black-alcoholic beverage, I was guided outside to the pool. The men removed their boxers and plunged into the water. They commenced a belt-groping contest, where I bridged the gap between the four men and initiated genital contact. My breasts flopped with each motion. They were dragged away from the pool and instructed to escort me to the garage for lubrication. I sprinted back, removing nearly all of the remaining moisture as I ran, only to be greeted with leers of amusement from my captors.
I found myself in one of the lounges, close to the end. My knowledge of the purpose of the lubrication was clear. I knelt at the end of the lounge, leaning forward so that my chest could rest there. I reached back to spread my buttocks, ready to receive. It didn't take long before someone anonymously spread gel over my anus, inserting it and then pushing further, inside me. Another finger soon joined the first, but soon disappeared, giving way to the head of a cock. The pressing insistence compelled me to push back as well. When the head of the cock penetrated my sphincter, I groaned. The man paused for a few moments, waiting for me to push back once again. He was anticipating this action, and pushed the cock deeper into my ass with more force.
He made incomprehensible grunting noises as he put in a tremendous amount of effort to push his erection as deep as possible into my ass. When his hips hit against my ass, he was completely in me, as profound as he could go. He pulled back and thrust back in, over and over again.
My vision was blurred due to the pleasure and stimulation, but I was on the brink of yet another orgasm. I felt another pair of hands underneath me, at my clit and inside my empty vagina. It must have been a couple of men who were driving me higher and higher, offering me more stimulation. I eagerly matched the rhythm of the cock in my ass, wanting to increase the urgency even further. Whenever I orgasmed, my ass clenched around the cock inside me, strangling it. The man climaxed, sending streams of semen into my rectum. I cried out from the intensity of my orgasm and the release of the man fucking me.
One by one, the men, my newly appointed employers, continued to fuck my ass with the same devotion and deliberation as they had previously done to my vagina. When there was only one left, the one whose cock I had surrendered myself to, I remained on my knees with my ass raised, waiting to be fucked by Mr. Farnum. Waiting. The thought crossed my mind that perhaps he was standing by my gaping anus, waiting for me to invite him to fuck me with his thick cock. But he wasn't there. Neither was Mr. Adams. On the other side, I found Mr. Farnum on another lounge, lying on his back, masturbating his hardened penis.
I moved to him. Standing next to him, I felt the semen from the previous encounters dripping from my used anus. "Reverse cowgirl with your ass," he suggested.
I did as he said, taking my position on the lounge with my butt facing him, my ass above his pelvis. I squatted down to align his vertical erection with my gaping opening and settled down, my butt muscles almost completely relaxed.
He grunted loudly and swatted my butt firmly, eliciting a stinging sensation. "You're a nasty slut," he announced. I lifted myself slightly, tightening my anal muscles around his cock. We both moaned. He clearly felt my tightness. For me, it was the fullness as his cock moved within my clenching, cum-filled hole. I dropped down quickly again. "Do you enjoy this ... don't you?" he asked from behind. My hips were on his hands so he only touched me. I trembled with the feeling. Shivers ran through my body. My inner muscles clenched, my nipples were standing erect, and my vagina was spasming with emptiness. All my muscles were taut, ready to explode. The intensity of the orgasms, the cocks penetrating me, the semen inside me, the words he used were triggering something within me.
"YES! YES. That's what you wanted, isn't it, sir? Am I who you wanted, sir?" I screamed, oblivious to anyone watching, "Do you find me depraved, sir? Do you want to see me as a slut who surrenders her holes for the satisfaction of men?"
While getting pounded on Mr. Farnum's cock in my ass, strong hands suddenly squeezed my shoulders from behind. Caught off guard, I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Adams holding a big, green cucumber in his hand. It dawned on me what had happened to him. The cucumber was a clear indicator he was the one who had just finished cumming alongside Mr. Farnum – I recognized the thinness and length of his cock.
As Mr. Adams approached, I registered his intention. He brought the cucumber's wide end to my pussy, which he used to spread my lips apart. Then, he inserted the cucumber's blunt tip into my pussy. Mr. Farnum's cock was still lodged in my ass, making its entry slightly more challenging.
I lay back, relaxed, and raised my legs spread-eagle on Mr. Farnum's lap. Feeling the cucumber's engorged shaft spread my pussy wide, I groaned out loud. I was willing, but not submissive. I always had the choice to say no, even though I knew I'd never refuse these men.
"Do it!" I gasped, "Shove it in!" Mr. Adams complied, thrusting the cucumber into me forcefully. "Oh god... fuck... yes!" I shouted in a breathless voice. My body trembled with pleasure. I watched as he plunged the cucumber further into my pussy, widening the hole with each thrust. Finally, most of the cucumber was inserted.
With my legs still elevated and Mr. Farnum still in my ass, I got back to my hands and knees. My ass must've accidentally smashed the cucumber's end with my feet, so it slipped further into my pussy. My mouth open wide, I shuddered in climax. Mr. Farnum helped me back into a kneeling position over his cock, and I lowered myself down again. Having both holes stretched out was indescribably marvelous.
On my next downward movement, my body convulsed in orgasm again, triggered by the cucumber's vigorous motion. Mr. Farnum supported me by holding my waist and pushed my body up and down, triggering multiple peak after peak of orgasm. I regained just enough composure to let go of Mr. Farnum's hands and use them for balance. Sagging forward, I jammed the cucumber in deeper.
Suddenly, Mr. Farnum stopped grabbing me and sat back, swinging his legs out of the pool, sending me crashing to the ground. My hands and knees hit the hard tile floor of the pool with a dull thud, while Mr. Farnum climbed off me. Unclear and disoriented, I remained kneeling on the floor but before I could process, Mr. Farnum jumped up and hammered his cock into my ass. I screamed out in shock.
The cucumber's sturdy shaft caused a great deal of tension in my ass – an unpleasant surprise, since my ass was still stretched from being fucked by Mr. Farnum not long ago. However, I came back to my senses in time to know I could continue. I was determined to take what's coming to me.
The speed at which I was being fucked was unrelenting. My breasts bounced wildly from the intense action. Those men were merciless and had no compassion or gentility – they loved punishing my body. My head was forced down by his hand as he fucked my ass from behind. Thankfully, at some point, he pulled out and let me stand again. I struggled against him until he finally relented, dismounting from me.
I glanced over to see the other two men still present. One lay on his back with an erect cock, the other was reaching for it. I unsteadily approached, unsure of what came next. Without awareness of what was about to happen, I positioned Mr. Jackson's cock to slide between my legs. When I sighed, he grabbed my waist and pushed me down on it. Realizing my failure to enter him, a stranger emerged from behind and pulled the cucumber from my pussy. I settled down onto either side of Mr. Jackson's cock and my ass was suddenly occupied too.
Suddenly, I was unusually, almost unforgivingly stuffed by two cocks from both ends. His cock in my pussy plunged into me deep, and his cock in my ass slid in without much resistance. After my initial pleasure, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Edwards's face above me. In my daze, I felt a strange kind of desperation. We both were being used like property, but I was afraid to stop him. The three VPs – five cocks in total – how could this be real?
When the time came for each man to climax, I energetically thrust my hips back against each while I clenched around each cock, intensifying their pleasure, even as my body continued to convulse with orgasms of my own. After their orgasms, the men promptly left, one by one.
It was almost night time now. I stumbled to stand up, with my hands reaching blindly for my lower body. I had washed out my ass and pussy several times, but I was still soaking wet. Dazed and without a clue where I was, I opened the front door and said goodbye to the three men who fucked me and kissed each man like a friend.
Back in a room with Mr. Farnum, he held me close, reassuring me with soothing words, and stroking my back brusquely. I felt secure and comfortable in his hold. In his welcoming warmth, the exhausting events of the day faded away, leaving me with a sense of peace and tranquility.
"How are you doing, Joni?" he asked in a gentle tone.
"Exhausted," I responded. I turned my face towards him and planted my lips on his chest, shoulder, neck, and finally his mouth. "What do you need me to do for you, sir?" I slid my hand between us and gripped his lifeless penis. As I did so, nothing changed.
"I doubt I can," he answered with a laugh. "That wasn't what I intended, sweetheart. I was worried about you."
"About me, sir?" I questioned as I raised my head to gaze into his eyes. "Like this might be too intense?" He nodded. I smiled up at him. My hand was still grasping his penis and stroking it. However, there was no response. "Something took place earlier, sir. I can't even attempt to describe it. It's just... yesterday, I had relations with men I'd never met before... the intercourse we had today..." I held his gaze for a brief moment. "I'm ready to do whatever you want, sir. I understand now. I have no doubts."
He held me close once more. He kissed my forehead and stroked my back all the way down to my butt. I pushed my hips against his and sensed a response. I grinned as I moved my pelvis against his hardening erection. I hoped for one last encounter, just one more time with his big cock. Then, I'd go home to sleep. After all, I had to keep working as a sexual plaything tomorrow. I chuckled, which may have perplexed him, but I quickly kneeled down and removed his boxers, bringing his penis to my lips. I started sucking his penis forcefully. Oh... I adored that dick.
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