Erotic Dilemmas: 4> Caught watching porn
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: Having the four partners of the billion $ law firm that Julie Martin worked for, discovered that she had been watching porn, of all things, and during working hours, the two sets of brothers called her into the smaller of their meeting rooms.

I suppose you could say I am a pornoholic; and me, a woman, someone who is supposed to be disgusted by such things. Such things, I actually like when it comes to sex, though. Being treated rough. Made to suck dick and take it down my throat, then held there until I'm gagging on it and for it. Yes, I'm a slut, and very much a proud one at that.

I did (past tense, as you'll soon discover) a certain amount of watching porn on my computer at work - during my lunch hour, though. My boss's, two pairs of brothers: Todd and Andrew Silver and Mark and John Davis, were quite strict about such things, as you would no doubt expect from a revered law firm.

I thought little of my foible, which, I'd have to say, was quite innocent. That was, until one early evening when I was summoned to one of the meeting rooms.

I had enquired about taking an early week's spring vacation, and so, in retrospect, I naively thought it was to discuss that. Even so, it was all four of them; in a meeting room. My spirits dropped immediately. I suddenly realised, or had some idea, why all four of them, each a strong alpha-male and worth millions, had taken time out to see me.

"Ms Martin," Andrew acknowledged me.

"This won't take long. I take it you like working for ‘Silver & Davis'," he began.

"Yes sirs," I rejoined, calmly, and as best I could, knowing...!

"It's like this, Julie," one of the others cut in. "From our records, we note that you have a predilection for erotic material; viewed on the internet," Todd, his younger and, I must say, liberal sibling explained matters.

"You've been watching porn, young lady, and, if that wasn't enough, during office hours," Mark added his voice to my dilemma.

"During my lunch break, sirs," I informed them, sounding like some naughty young schoolgirl about to get disciplined, which, I forget to mention, is the type of porn I crave; being dominated while being taken roughly. Stood there, my thong had become moist from me thinking about such lewd acts.

"What are we to do with you!" exclaimed the fourth partner, John.

I wanted to say, ‘take me roughly', but who was I kidding. I could forget about my holiday. Even, forget about working for another law firm. Although they couldn't give any future employer a disparaging reference, they simply didn't have to give a reference at all. Let's face it, I was screwed - plain and simple, just not in a sexual way. But wait. Was that a mischievous glare I noticed on Todd's face? Maybe there was a hopeful outcome, after all.

They gathered in a huddle, the sort I've imagined myself being in. Knelt on the floor with several cocks surrounding me as I sucked on one and stroked two of the others; cocks other than those of the partners that is.

‘What were they talking about,' I wondered. Me, evidently. Even so, they were taking their time. Finally, having broken from their micro-meeting, they once more faced me and Todd spoke.

"What you did, Ms Martin, using company equipment, electricity and phone lines etc, warrants disciplinary procedure." That made me swallow, my whatever lodging in my gullet.

"We also noticed the type of porn you enjoy watching, young lady," his brother chipped in, while one of the other pair added: ‘more like, young slut.' Not so quiet, enough, that I didn't hear it, although, that may have been his intention.

"Yes, nothing overly obscene, but vicarious, nonetheless," Todd continued.

"So!" I said, having feared the worse. Were they letting me off, and with something that seemed short of a warning?

"That depends on how much you like working for us, Julie," John, the one who made the slut remark, intoned.

"I like working for you a lot, sirs, just don't fire me, please. I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you," I said, little realising what they had in mind as I said it.

"Okay, but no more watching porn, right, not at work," Todd minded me.

"You can watch it all you want in your own time, just not at work," Mark added his voice and input.

"So, Julie, Ms Martin," John began, "you like your porn on the edge, then," he smiled, and then undid and removed his jacket and waistcoat, followed by the others, each one hanging his on the back of a chair and then approaching me.

"Start, by undoing my shoes," John directed me; however, in my hesitancy to comply, he reminded me of what I'd said.

I genuflected in front of him and soon had the laces on his shiny black shoes undone and removed. After that, I was presented with each of the others and carried out my duty to their expectation. If I thought it was a prelude to my being offered their cocks to suck and stroke, I was wrong. Instead, the Silver brothers helped me up.

Still holding me, they guided me over to the meeting room table and had me place my hands on the cold thick wooden surface. ‘Anything, you said; right,' John, stood before and to my right, had me confirm.

The next thing I knew, the back of my skirt had been pulled up and the hem tucked into the waistband. ‘God, they were going to discipline me, literally,' I realised, when I felt a hand on each side smooth over my naked buttocks - helped by my preference for thongs; mine being ever more moist at that present moment.

"You've got a nice round ass, Julie," Andrew, to my right, mentioned. "It would be a shame to defile it," he added, before a hand grasped each side of the waistband and slowly drew my panties down my thighs; enough to expose my moister than moist pussy and display my mound, which was framed by my dark bush.

"She's not shaved. Excellent!" Mark regaled, and then a hand moved between that of my thong and warm, almost trembling, skin and fingers soon slid inside my slippery wet cunt; just the tips, mind.

I was shocked silent. I was also horny with expectation. I so wanted more than just the tips of whichever one's fingers were inside me at that moment. I thought about bucking my hips down, only for something else, something even more unexpected, to come to my aid, so to speak.

‘Crack', a sound rang out, although it could easily have been ‘slap', when a hand, one of those that had been softly stroking my ass cheeks, landed on my left buttock. That did it. That jolted me down on the fingers, all four of them, in fact. God, was it pleasurable; so much so, that I gyrated myself around on them before being drawn back up.

Another slap rang out, this time, the right buttock and again I sank my ever wet pussy down the long warm flesh covered fingers. Not once did they move from their stoutness as I flexed myself up and down, receiving yet more slaps on my shapely ass cheeks whenever I drew myself up; my thighs eventually trembling, though more from the pleasure that was building up inside me.

With the sound of my ass being mercilessly chastised, I hadn't heard a zip being drawn down. I did, though, notice John's long thick bulging cock being aimed towards my mouth. When I subsequently gasped with the next such slap, he immediately, and without invitation, filled the void between my lips.

"Hurgh," I spluttered around his profound cock, his hand holding me against him just as I had seen men do to the porn sluts in the clips I'd watched during my lunch break while I stroked my pussy and clit.

Another cock appeared from somewhere and my hand was guided to grasp and stroke it, then another. When the fingers behind me were soon removed, I felt the warmth of a fourth cock tease my pussy lips before thrusting deep inside me. Although I hadn't agreed to any of this, enjoyable as it was, I had done so in some way.

It was hard, long and bloody thick. Then, the moist fingers pressed against my puckered anus and presently slid inside, right inside, deep in my asshole, in fact.

"Hurmn, urmn," I mumbled and moaned my delight. I was being spit fucked while I had my ass tinkered with, and all while I stroked a cock on either side.

If that were not enough, a hand on each side conspired to undo my blouse, which was soon on the floor along with my black strapless lacy bra. Then, and groping my tits, they really let me have it. With each forward swing of his hips, young Todd Silver dusted my buttocks alternately. Using his cupped hand, it far from hurt. In fact, I found it most stimulating, as if being fucked by John's and his weapon wasn't pleasure enough for me already.

"She's about to cum, aren't you," Todd announced, and he, out of all of them, should know, his fingers, those that had stopped chastising me, having transferred to stroking my clit; my ass, though, still getting a probing from the others.

"Yeah, I'm not far off cumming also," John exclaimed, before, and moments later, taking himself from me and stroking his cum out. He shot two loads over my face, remarking that's how porn sluts like it, before releasing the next two creamy loads in my mouth. I do so love the taste of cum. It's mixture of sweet and salt along with the warm sticky texture. With some men, guys, it can be runny. John's, though, his was creamy, thick and creamy, much like goo, which was on my face.

John was immediately replaced by his brother, Mark, who then gave me the same; the equally bulging head of his length, popping in and out of my throat as he fucked me with short sharp spasms of his cock. At one point, he as good as pinched my nose. That caused me to gag, cough and splutter around his hot throbbing cock. When he finally released me, I continued to splutter and then had Andrew between my lips. As well as a hand on the back of my head he also held my chin. That gave him all the purchase he needed to swing his hips and long cock at me, time and again, until he came. When he did, his movement was fast and jarring as he released rope after warm sticky rope of delicious spunk into my mouth, on my tongue and down my throat.

After that, hands undid my skirt, which fell to the ground, and then others drew my thong all the way down and helped me to slip my trembling feet out of both before returning them to, this time, the carpeted floor. I was then swung around and received Todd's offering along with his fingers to suck as well. That was when Mark took a turn in my pussy, grabbing my hips for all he was worth and banging his dick into me. The sound of his groin slapping against my already tender ass, echoed through the room. For once, as the other three stood and watched, I didn't have a cock to suck. I barely had a voice to say anything, until I cried out: "Fuck me, come on, I'm just a porn whore for cock, big cock, long cock, any cock will do." I just needed to cum.

"Oh fuck! Yes!" I shrieked an exclamation, when, from under me, I felt one of them flick my clit. It was torture, but, by god, it was pleasured torture, the like of which soon had me cumming moments before I was turned around. Subsequently on my knees and almost fully naked, I was showered with Mark's cum, which he trailed across my upper lip. He then had me take him into my mouth where I managed to suck the remainder from him. If I thought that was all there was to my discipline, I was heavily mistaken.

Not allowing me the time to clean myself, I was picked up, horizontally, and plonked across the end of the meeting room table. In just my black seemed lace top hold ups, I was drawn to and beyond the edge of the table so that my ass cheeks, no doubt redden from having been chastised, part overhung the edge. None of them was adequately hard enough to fuck me, so...!

That meant, and yes, with the Davis brothers stood on either side of me, each one holding a leg and thigh apart, Todd dipped his head between my splayed thighs and I felt his warm welcome breath breeze over my moist mound and humid bush, causing my dark wiry pubes to somewhat flutter moments before fingers from the Davis brothers drew my fuck lips partially open. That was then followed by the divine touch of Todd's tongue tip on my gash, not at the bottom, but about midway.

"Ermn," I moaned, then, "hurmn," when his older brother filled my mouth with his semi-hard dick. I soon noticed just how thick his was when it blossomed inside my mouth; my head turned to the side to better accommodate him.

Even so, my attention was to that of his young sibling who continued licking and lapping up my pussy juices, his fingers stroking my clit in a most heavenly manner while those of his right, three of them, slid in and out of my hot wet cunt. It wasn't long before I was cumming, and as I bucked my hips up at him and curved my spine I felt a warm tongue, Andrew's, flicker around my left nipple and soon take it between his lips.

"Hurg, hurmn," I moaned, as a wonderful climax continued to roll over and through my body.

As I came down from my euphoric state and the pleasured attention continued - Andrew soon changing places with John to my left and Todd doing likewise with Mark - I suddenly had a thought. ‘If I carried on watching porn during my lunch break, would I be subjected to more of the same!'

Mark used his thumbs to draw my sex open. Instead of a cock, he pushed his whole tongue up inside my cunt. I felt his breath and lips tickle my pubes while I got mine around John's bulging length for the second time.

With little further need to hold my pussy open, Todd was soon rolling and pulling my right nipple while John sucked on the left and Andrew stroked my ever hard clit for me. It wasn't long before Mark, his fingers moist from my permeations, slid his fingers down, and up inside my asshole.

I was being probed, for want of a better description, by three fleshy objects, each one warm and very welcome. I also felt Todd's renewed hard-on for me slap against my thigh and then on the flank of my hips. Obviously, he found eating pussy arousing, something that some men do. It was most welcome but it would have to wait until his brother and John had gotten a taste of my hot, wet and horny sex as well.

After, yet, two more changes, each one, as with the others, concluding in a voluptuous climax for me, the partners were hard enough to drill me. Still, with my legs akimbo, I was directed to extend my hands between my thighs and grasp the edge of the table. No one had ever done that, suggested it, before. Evidently, I was about to be banged, fucked hard, reamed, railed, nailed.

First, though, I was urged to say what it was I wanted. I said the first thing that came into my head: "Fuck my brains out," which is something that Farrah Fawcet said in a comedy film.

Todd approached me and positioned himself between my splayed thighs; no one was holding them. Andrew, his brother, though, was knelt behind me, supporting my back so that I was inclined enough to be able to watch his young sibling no doubt slam his ‘long and bloody thick cock' into me. Before he got to that, though, he teased me by slapping the head and underside of his erection on my clit and slit. That produced a yelp each time, three in all. He then continued the pleasured torture by sliding his then moist flesh around my mound moments before my lips were once more drawn apart by Mark.

I watched, as the turgid head of young Todd's cock slid forward and out of sight. I groaned for him to fill my void but he remained still. ‘Fuck ME! Yes,' I responded, as he thrust and speared his thick length into me for the second time.

Slowly back he withdrew it and again I moaned. Forward he slammed his thick length and I found myself groaning. ‘She likes that, don't you,' Andrew indicated, his arms around my upper body as his fingers rolled and pulled my stout nipples.

"Yes, yes, fuck me, I like it, I like it," I rejoined, as a steadily glowing climax built up inside my body, the very core deep inside me.

Todd gave way to Mark and he gave way to John, each of them fucking my doused pussy in the same position. For Andrew's go, I was first helped down from the table and directed to genuflect before the others and clean their cum-slick cocks.

I soon found myself, once more, bent over the table. I let out a long sigh when my hard tortured nipples came in contact with the cold wood surface of the table, knowing, in my mind, that I was about to be warmed up by a hard cock.

A foot then budged my right nylon clad one further apart while hands grabbed up my wrists and placed them on my warm rump. ‘God, was Andrew's preference to fuck my ass,' I wondered, as the hands urged mine to spread my chastised cheeks.

If that were the case, and you'll have to wait and find out, I felt hands on mine followed by a warm breath on my part exposed anus, one that, so far, had only had fingers up inside it. The next, subsequent, thing I felt was the flicker of a warm tongue tip around my rosebud. ‘Ooo, that was nice, better than a cock,' I welcomed, moments before it teased inside.

"Oh fuck, emn, yes, more, please," I urged. I so wanted to release my right cheek and place my hand on whichever one's head it was, but...!

Eventually, he left me and then straightened up. His right hand, Andrew's, grasped the hilt of his cock and then he flexed it down on each ass cheek a couple of times before swishing his warm length over and across my buttocks; presently settling his warm manhood between my curple (my ass cleavage).

"I take it, Ms Martin, Julie, your lovely tight and exposed asshole is used to getting a cock up it," Andrew tortured me, as he teased his glans around my opening.

‘Well, no, to be honest,' however something inside me craved my first anal sex at that moment, and so I decided to keep quiet; about that, anyway. All the same, I found what Andrew was doing to be arousing and so I couldn't help but moan.

"She even moans like a whore, too; not that I've...!" John covered himself.

Andrew directed his cock lower, away from my anus and onto my perineum, the small area of flesh between my ass and pussy. He teased it for the briefest of moments and that impelled me to sink lower on the table and shuffle my feet further apart. My ass, I realised, if at all, would wait, as he too teased the head of his bulbous, tumescent cock along my slit.

"Oh fuck, yes, fuck me, Andrew, ram your long thick cock!" and there it was.

The head slipped smoothly into my wet, welcome cunt. I urged myself back on his slowly advancing thick length. Of all of them, and it may be because of the position I found myself in, Andrew's shaft felt to be the fuller - it certainly filled me up, that's for sure, make no mistake. Indeed, when I thought he was all the way in, Andrew surprised me by filling me even more.

"Oh, fuck, me, yes!" I thrilled.

He then moved his hands onto my hips, and together we began a wonderful rhythmic fuck; Andrew drawing me forward and off of him and then letting me spring back to consume his entire engorged erection. It was sublime; more than that, it was perfect. My ass cheeks slapped and recoiled against his groin while my clit was tapped by the upward swing of his heavy balls. A hand, one on each side, ferreted underneath my heaving tits and was soon rolling my nipples.

"You bastards, you lovely, fucking, bastards," I called out, each word punctuated by a backward thrust against Andrew's firm, full length.

He soon left me, only to then climb up on the table and have me suck his cock. The one presently giving my pussy a second go, not his young sibling, was grasping my hair and arching my back as he cleaved his thick length into me. Overall, it was certainly different and very, very welcome, and I sucked and licked myself from each one of them afterwards before I once more had Andrew Silver stood behind me.

I felt what had to be oil trickle down my exposed virginal anus. Hands, not those of Andrew's, then flexed my buttocks closed and open. ‘This was it,' I realised. My ass was about to be taken, defiled by four cocks, I didn't doubt, each one of them thick - and slippery, I noticed, when Andrew's slipped inside my tightest hole.

"Fuck, that's big, fucking big, in my tight little hole," I moaned, as, quite to my surprise, I sensed a climax, one that was totally different to any other I had ever experienced, gather like a storm, though not quite a typhoon, deep inside me.

"Oh yes, oh fuck, what, what are you doing to me," I uttered, my legs flexing back and forth on his wonder stick as it swirled and approached.

In no time at all, my head was filled with a climatic haze. It felt as if I was floating. It subsided, momentarily, when the cock in my ass left me, only to then be replaced by another, and that started me up again.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, huh, huh, huh," I urged and gasped, my body riding along on a crest all of its own as my asshole took another pounding before they switched on me again.

"God, I want to cum, I so want to cum on your dick, just stay the fuck there and fuck my ass for me," I told him, only to, when my head was once again snatched up, become silenced by Andrew's cock being urged between my moist fervent lips.

‘Was I really tasting myself from him railing my ass,' I suppose, yes, I was. It tasted of cherry, though, an indication that it was a sex oil they had used to lube my ass and their cocks with. All the same, it was most considerate, considering the circumstance; my being disciplined.

I was still floating on a cloud of abundant euphoric pleasure when the fourth one, Todd, I noticed from his voice, plunged his young, long and bloody thick cock deep into my backdoor.

"Yes, Todd, make me cum; please, it's torture," I appealed to him.

"Have you learnt your lesson, Julie?" he intoned, as he skewed himself into me with an upward gesture of his rod.

"Yes, yes, no more porn at work," I said. I then, calling on my earlier thought, tested his, their intention.

"If I did, if I did watch it, would I get more of the same," I crooned, moments before I was once more silenced by the taste of myself and the cherry lube on Mark's cock.

"I do believe the slut enjoys being disciplined," John announced, and left it at that as Todd fucked my ass and stroked my clit, bringing me to a most unbelievable shattering orgasm; I even came on his cock.

Moments after, I found myself laid on the table, my head tilted to the left and urged to suck each of the partners off. Rather than shoot, deposit, eject their second load in my mouth, they moved down my body and covered my tits, midriff and pussy with their warm sticky creamy cum.

I was awash with their combined offerings, left to wallow in their sticky spunk as they got dressed and presently left.

"Don't forget to turn the light out when you leave," John chuckled. Thereafter, I scooped their essence off me with my fingers and let it fall into my mouth. ‘That was one hell of a disciplinary action,' I realised to myself, as I smeared and massaged the remainder into my tingling body and saw about getting dressed.

Of course, every so often, when I was up for some more of the partners' discipline, I watched some more porn during my lunch break. I still work there, and it's more or less the same, the threat of my being fired hanging over me. In some sense, I've gone from being a pornaholick to a cockaholic; quite rewardingly so, I might add.