The next day, as I sat through my meeting, my mind kept drifting back to the wild night before. It was impossible to focus—every boring slide and droning voice faded against the vivid replay of bodies tangled together. Heat built between my thighs, my pussy growing slick with arousal until I could barely sit still.
After the meeting wrapped up, I bolted to the restroom. Locking myself in a stall, I hiked up my skirt, slid my panties aside, and plunged two fingers into my soaked folds. I rubbed my clit in frantic circles, chasing the release that had been teasing me all morning. My breaths came in sharp gasps as waves of pleasure crashed over me—I exploded hard, juices coating my hand, my body shuddering against the door until the tension finally eased.
Back at the hotel after work, I lounged on the bed in my room, still buzzing from the day’s secret indulgence. A knock at the door jolted me upright. I padded over and swung it open to find Markel, Megan, and Chris standing there, grins lighting their faces. My heart raced—I welcomed them in, forcing a casual smile while inside, raw hunger clawed at me. I craved more of their touches, their cocks, their everything.
Markel leaned against the wall, his eyes locking on mine. ‘How was your day?’
‘It was tough,’ I admitted, my voice a little breathy. Glancing over, I caught Chris and Megan whispering, their heads close, smirks hinting they knew exactly why it had been so ‘tough.’ Shaking it off, I offered, ‘Can I get anyone a drink?’
Megan and Chris nodded eagerly. ‘Sure, we’ll take something.’ I headed to the mini-kitchenette, and Markel followed right behind. Before I could grab the glasses, his strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind. He didn’t say a word—just dipped his hands into the waistband of my pants, fingers sliding straight to my drenched pussy.
He pressed his lips to my ear, breath hot. ‘Is this why your day was so tough?’
‘Yes,’ I whispered, a shiver running through me as his fingertips grazed my swollen clit. The light strokes built quickly into firm, insistent rubs. I moaned, louder with each pass, my hips grinding back against him. ‘Your pussy’s soaking wet,’ he growled, voice thick with lust.
Before I could catch my breath, he spun me around, yanked my pants down to my ankles, and hoisted me onto the counter. He spread my legs wide, dropping to his knees and burying his face in my aching slit. His tongue lapped at my folds, sucking my clit with hungry pulls that sent sparks exploding through me. Heaven—pure, filthy heaven. I tangled my fingers in his hair, guiding his mouth tighter against me, urging him deeper.
The fire in my core ignited fast. I gripped his head hard as orgasm ripped through me, my thighs quaking, hips bucking wildly into his eager mouth. He drank every drop, tongue flicking relentlessly until I slumped, spent.
As the haze cleared, I glanced over and saw Chris with his hand buried between Megan’s thighs, fingers pumping her pussy while they both watched us, eyes dark with desire.
Markel scooped me up and carried me to the bed, laying me on the edge. He unzipped his pants, freeing his rock-hard cock—thick and throbbing. I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around the head, then sliding down his length. I bobbed my head, taking him deeper with each stroke, my tongue swirling along the underside as saliva dripped down his shaft. Ten minutes of devoted sucking, and he tensed, groaning as hot cum erupted into my throat. I swallowed greedily, milking every spurt until he was drained.
Markel collapsed onto the bed beside me, chest heaving. By then, Chris and Megan had stripped and joined us. I locked eyes with Megan as she dropped to her knees, taking Chris’s stiff cock into her mouth with wet, slurping sounds. Inspired, I pushed her back onto the mattress, parting her thighs to expose her glistening pussy. I dove in, tongue tracing her slick lips before delving inside, savoring her tangy taste.
She moaned, arching up as I worked her over. I slid two fingers into her tight pussy and one into her ass, thrusting in rhythm. ‘Don’t stop—keep fucking me with your fingers,’ she gasped, her voice breaking. I pumped faster, curling them to hit her spots while sucking her clit hard, teeth grazing just enough to make her writhe. Her moans fueled me; I licked deeper, hungrier.
Chris chuckled from above. ‘Markel, she’s turning into a pro.’ They both laughed, but Markel’s hand was already on me, slick fingers probing my ass. I moaned into Megan’s heat as he teased my tight ring, then pushed one finger in. The stretch burned sweetly.
‘Oh, this is a tight little ass, Chris,’ Markel said, voice rough. ‘We’re gonna have fun with it.’
I felt the pressure build as he positioned his cock at my entrance. He eased in slowly, inch by thick inch. I cried out—a sharp scream from the unfamiliar fullness. I’d played with toys before, but nothing like his girth. ‘Relax, baby,’ he murmured, stroking my back. I breathed deep, loosening until he bottomed out, balls pressed against me.
He started thrusting, slow at first, the mix of pain and pleasure twisting into bliss. I moaned louder, pushing back to meet him. Chris was right—I loved it, every slide igniting nerves I didn’t know I had. Markel picked up speed, slamming deep, his heavy balls slapping my pussy with each thrust, making me drip even more.
Without pulling out, he rolled us so I straddled him, impaled on his cock. I rode hard, grinding down to take him fully in my ass. Then Chris stepped up, rubbing his cock along my soaked slit before driving into my pussy. Double stuffed—nothing had ever felt this intense. Their cocks stretched me, rubbing through the thin wall between, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through my body.
Megan climbed over me, lowering her pussy to my mouth. ‘Don’t leave me out,’ she purred. I licked her eagerly, tongue plunging as Chris reached around to finger her ass. Moans filled the room—hers, theirs, mine—all blending into a symphony of lust. She came first, flooding my face with her release. I sucked it all, lapping greedily.
‘I need cock in me now!’ Megan yelled, desperate. Chris lifted me off Markel and pulled her onto his lap, guiding her down onto his shaft. She sank onto him, her ass swallowing his length as she cried out in pleasure. Chris kept pounding my pussy from behind, and I shoved back, matching his rhythm, my body on fire.
Turned on beyond reason, I begged, ‘Chris, fuck my ass.’ He switched holes effortlessly—Markel’s earlier work had left me open and ready. He thrust deep, one hand snaking around to rub my clit. The dual assault shattered me; I came explosively, soaking his fingers, just as his hot load filled my ass.
Seconds later, Megan and Markel’s cries peaked—they climaxed together, bodies locked in frenzy. We all collapsed in a sweaty, cum-slicked heap on the bed, breaths ragged, limbs entangled.
This had to be the best business trip of my life.