Okay, I admit it, I'm a slut. And a filthy, dirty slut at that. I work five days a week as a receptionist at a plush office and meet up with guys from the internet for outrageous sex and hard fucking. I like my men to be big, at least nine inches to satisfy me, hence my no bullshit name: ‘Traci fucks big dicks!' They have to be young as well, around early to mid 20's, which is my age.
Many is the time, and, in particular, at the weekend, that I've returned home with a throbbing, satisfied pussy full of cock cream, mostly black dick, after a long group session while I enjoy the odd protein drink along the way.
Although my outer attire as a receptionist has to be professional, I have a bit of a dark side you could say and so I wear sexy outfits, even when I greet executives and other important types who attend meetings.
It's what's underneath that gets my male colleague's hot and horny, though. A tight fitting bra with flimsy cups, making it easy to get at my shapely 38C tits and pink hard nipples. Suspenders, of course, and seamed flesh toned stockings while in summer and when the weather is mildly cool, I don't wear anything over my natural blonde pussy, which I keep shaved, save for a fine tuft acting as an arrow to my clit. For sure, my best asset has to be my round ass. I do lunges and squats to ensure it stays that way.
On countless occasions, I've bent over to get a folder from a filing cabinet, only to suspect that one of the men's eyes were burning into my near shaved pussy. It certainly brightens up their afternoon that's for sure. I mean, let's face it, office work can be so monotonous as I know only too well.
It's the same when I greet a management member of staff or a visiting client: "Good afternoon Mr Jones," (or whatever their name is), while inside my head I continue: ‘Care to lick my deliciously wet pussy.'
It was the morning of the office party, December 22nd. We had the next ten days off. Admittedly, four of those days were the weekend, but six days, no work, and as much cock as I could get a hold of during that time.
Although I had brought in something sexy to wear that evening, I found myself bent over a table in the supplies cupboard, my skirt pooled around my slender 26 inch waist, my ass exposed and the strap of my damp black g-string pulled to one side as Derrick rammed his lovely long big black dick in and out of my dripping wet pussy. The speed of his hip swings was unbelievable. His cock was thrusting in and out of me like a piston. Bam! Bam! Bam! He was relentless and I came in spurts moments before he withdrew himself and showered my glowing ass cheeks with three creamy hot ropes of his delicious spunk. I reached back with my fingers and scooped it all up, never one to let it go to waste as I licked it from them.
"Merry Christmas," he said, suggesting it was his Christmas present. It was certainly pleasurable and most welcome, with more to no doubt come.
"Yes, Mr Daniels," I found myself crying out, as he eat my pussy ahead of feeding his long white cock inside it and then turning me over to receive a backdoor delivery of his powerful length deep inside my ass. Like a good little slut, I sucked his cock afterwards as I squatted before him, naked, save for my lingerie and high heels, and took a creamy mouthwash from him. He also wished me merry Christmas and looked forward to more that evening.
With no meetings scheduled after 2pm, I presently made a start on putting up the decorations that Clair had bought, in a large open area while Alan and Rolland, one white the other black, moved the small amount of office furniture into an adjoining room.
Stood on the remaining table as I hung up the last of the chains, I felt a hand from each slide up the back of my legs.
"Are they to support me, guys, or have you something else in mind?" I cooed.
"There, all done!" I exclaimed, and awaited their reply.
"We need the table, Traci," Rolland said, his long black fingers inches below my weeping slit, which even then was flooding with expectation.
"I think you want more than that, considering where your hands are, guys, your dicks no doubt as well," I intoned.
"Ever horny," Alan remarked, his warm hand venturing up to my left buttock, which he caressed.
"You know me, both of you. I'm a sucker for a big cock, yours, in fact. What say we get the party started early?" I suggested, and held out my hand for them to help me down.
They helped me down, alright. They helped me out of my skirt and blouse and had me knelt on the carpet, sucking each one in turn before I found myself bent forward, getting a firm mouth fuck from Alan who was perched on the table's edge while Rolland slammed his big long black dick into me from behind.
To finish with, I found myself knelt over Alan on the table while Rolland railed and reamed my tight white ass from behind.
"Oh yes, that's it, guys, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, make me cum, fill me up with your lovely big firm cocks," I continued to urge, accepting a welcome mouthful of creamy hot jizz from them both at the end.
"Merry Christmas," they said, afterwards.
"Yeah, merry and most welcome, guys," I chimed, before getting dressed and letting them finish. Apparently, as I later discovered, the table I was just fucked on was for the drinks.
I took my leave and made my way to the locker room. There was a vague smell of sex on me from the day's fun and frolics. Having stripped off most of my work clothes, I had a quick wash and freshened myself up with some Floral scent. I then got changed into the sexy attire I had brought with me for the party.
Gone were my work stockings and suspender belt, in their place I put on a garter belt that had a small red bow just above each of the front two long straps, which I attached to a pair of black fishnet stockings. I then pulled on a crotchless black thong, which bulged my pussy mound I noticed in the mirror and then covered that with a black skirt that came down to just above my knee. Although it covered the straps and my stocking tops, I positioned the slit on the right side so that it showed a lot of bare thigh when I walked while giving my dance partner access to my ass and pussy. No bra, just a close-fitting oyster hue blouse with spaced out buttons and my ever reliable black ‘fuck me' shoes with a six-inch heel - something to grab onto while I'm being used as a fuck-toy.
Satisfied with the way I looked, I applied some more make-up and touched up the rest, including some more red no smudge lipstick to finish with. ‘Ever the slut, Traci,' I remarked of my appearance with a warm smile as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. With my cosmetics back in my shoulder bag, I left the locker room, catching a glare from Clair and the others as they made their way to likewise get freshened up and changed for the party.
The music, as you would expect at an office party, was mostly up-tempo. I did, however, manage a slow dance with Alan, Steve and Rick. Not only did they commend me on my slutty attire as our bodies pressed together, but a hand from each found its way between the slit in my skirt and onto my ass, pulling me even closer to their burgeoning hard-ons.
I informed each of them and the other three: Derrick, Ian and Rolland, all of whom groped my horny wet pussy as I mingled with them, to meet me in the smaller meeting room situated on the next floor at 7:30. By then, the executives would have left for the weekend.
That brought an engagingly appreciative smile from each of them and a firm slap on my ass from Mr Daniels who was divorced and in his early 40's. As a sexual partner, he was a great fuck and worldly experienced; besides which, he had a big long cock. What else could a horny slut like me ask for.
I made my way to the meeting room just after 7:15. I was so wet and horny, both from dancing, being felt up by them and looking forward to all the naughty dirty sex I would soon be having, that my pussy needed stroking, despite the fact that I'd been fucked by four of them during the course of the day.
I sat on the near end of the table and hiked up my short skirt. I made use of the light from the corridor as I slid my fingers in pairs down either side of my distended clit and engorged lips. Soon, not long now, I would have fingers other than mine stroking my pussy and clit, a tongue doing wonders to them while fingers slipped inside my pussy and ass and gave them a good hard fucking before I had a cock inside my horny holes.
"Yes, fuck me, fuck me," I gasped, my body on the edge of a climax as I stabbed the fingers of my left hand deep inside my pussy and made myself cum. I was still licking my fingers when Rick, the first guest, entered the room.
"Emn, that looks appetizing," he crooned, and then slid his tongue from side to side.
"Glad you like it. I've been keeping it warm and wet. The others should be here shortly," I said, as I drew down my skirt and slid off the table to stand. We didn't have to wait long.
With the last of them present, I had him lock the door and turn on the back lights. Although the low wattage made for a romantic feel, that was far from what I had in mind. I needed to be fucked and by each of the six men I had mill around me.
"Where to start?" I pondered, provocatively, turning around the loose circle of men and regarding each in turn.
"Christmas is a time for giving. Right now I want to give each of you one of my special blow jobs," I lilted, and then sank to my knees in front of Rolland.
Having made quick work of undoing his trousers and releasing his big black dick from his pants, I grasped the hilt with both hands and plunged his warm length deep inside my mouth. Almost immediately, hands from behind me grabbed my head and shoulders, urging me forward and to take more of him. I released my grip and grasped his strong muscular thighs. In no time at all, the bulbous throbbing head of Rolland's cock was being fucked in and out of my throat as I slathered my tongue along and around his veiny shaft.
The specialty of my BJ's was enough that he presently flooded my mouth with two forceful ropes of his creamy hot spunk before my head was drawn back and he withdrew himself to spray the third stream over my face. I so love the feel of a warm creamy shower and I took the same from the others. I sucked their dicks afterwards making them semi-hard and as good as ready to fuck me. Before that, though, and with time on our hands - unlike earlier - I was relieved of my skirt and blouse and then perched on the table with my ass partway over the edge.
"Get stuck in, guys," I intoned, my body available to them as I sat with my back inclined and propped up.
I had the warm wet tongue of Rick sliding up and down my slit. His initial flick, before he settled to a slow rhythm, caused me to flinch with pleasure, as did that of Ian's fingers, all three of them, when they found their way up my tight, well-fucked ass. Steve, meanwhile, was doing wonders to my clit with the circular movement of his thumb as I stroked his cock while Alan and Rolland, again, working as a pair, kissed and licked a tit each and licked and sucked my perky nipples and all while I got another mouth fuck from Derrick's big black dick as he bunched up my hair and urged me onto his advancing cock.
For quite some while, they switched around on me, each one gorging on my dripping wet pussy until they made me cum. Let's face it, with everyone of my main erogenous zones receiving simultaneous pleasure I couldn't help but climax, especially when I had a tongue rimming my puckered asshole and slipping inside.
"Oo yes, lick my ass, you randy bugger," I urged Mr Daniel's, only to receive a firm slap afterwards.
"God, I hope I'm not too wet for you," I remarked to Alan, stood between my thighs, which were spread wide by Steve and Derrick. His cock in his hand ready to fill my horny wet cunt and fuck me hard and deep.
"Don't worry, it'll make it all the more smooth," he rejoined, adding a wink, before lining up his cock to plunge inside me and he did just that. All the way in to the hilt and his hard balls he filled me before drawing his length back and grasping the base of his shaft again. He was teasing me and I so loved it. I lapped it up while the others watched and waited their individual turn.
Eventually, he changed tact. I swooned as he slid the bulbous head up and down my slit several times and then speared his entire cock deep inside me. Alan fucked me hard, purposefully and deep thereafter, stroking my clit and making me cum.
"Fuck, yes, make me cum," I urged, moments before my cunt spasmed and I released a fresh flood, less than a river of my climatic juices.
I watched as he squatted down and licked my insides out, leaving enough wetness and adding to it for the next one, Rick, to ram his length up me. He was hard and fast, his groin slapping against mine as he slammed his cock deep inside my horny wet cunt and stroked my clit.
"Yes, like that, fuck me like that, hard, harder," I urged and cried out in continued pleasured bliss.
Having had a second taste of me, I welcomed Ian next. I smiled as I stood up and then turned around for him with my feet an obscene distance apart.
"Let's have these down, I want to get at that lovely tight ass of yours, Traci, you dirty slut," he said, and soon my wet crotchless thong was down around my knees. I reached back and spread my ass wide and inviting for him. It wasn't that Mr Daniels wanted to go straight to my ass, something I had no problem with after the two generous fucks my pussy had received from Alan and Rick, not with his cock, anyway.
"Look at that, nice, tight and inviting, always available, right, Traci!" he said, his warm breath flitting across my exposed nerve endings followed by that of his tongue and three fingers, which were soon embedded in my asshole along with his cock in my pussy. Not just that, but because of the curve of his shaft, he fucked me with a cleaving action, the head rubbing over my g spot each time.
"Yes, oh fuck, more, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, God, that's so fucking lovely, Ian."
"Mr Daniels," he corrected me.
"You like my dick, yes!"
"Yes, I like it, fuck me, make this dirty slut cum on your dick, Mr Daniels," I continued to urge, each of his firm hip swings as he held onto my right shoulder and pulled on my hair as he rode me, drawing me up just a bit each time.
Far from licking my pussy afterwards, he pulled me around and had me squat before him. He then shoved his cock in my mouth and had me taste my juices on him as he fucked my mouth and I sucked him.
"Pah," I gasped afterwards, when he released me, only to wipe his cock on my cheeks and lips; that dirty a slut as I cupped my tits and rolled my neglected nipples.
Remember what I said about my shoes, in particular, my long heels. Steve was next, and once I was laid on the meeting room table he had me spread my thighs and grasp each heel. He slapped the head of his cock on my wet sex, held open and exposed by Rolland's long black fingers.
"Fuck!" I yelped and gasped, ‘Huh,' each time. There had to be a pool of my wetness as he circled his cock around my sex several times before slapping my clit sharply.
"Fucker. Again," I cried out and came with the third. He slammed his cock into me right to the hilt. I coated his dick with my climatic juices as he rode me hard and fast, long and deep. As with all of the others, there was so much of him a good nine inches at the very least.
At one point, towards the end of his first go with me, I had my arms over his shoulders and my legs around his waist. Thereafter, and until I came for him yet again, he had his hands beneath my buttocks, urging me up and down his stallion-like firm warm cock, bouncing me as if I was a rag doll.
Having lowered me onto the table for the next one to shove a length up inside me, Steve gave me two quick firm swings of his hips and then withdrew his cum-slick cock. By far, he had made me the wettest; however, there was plenty of time to go. I had yet to be spit fucked by them, had my ass rammed, DP'd and all of my holes filled at the same time.
Steve licked me out, enough to leave my well-fucked cunt wet for Rolland's python-like snake, despite it being black. It's all about the girth and I still had some flavoured lube left over from earlier.
He drew me forward and opened my legs until they were as good as horizontal. I marvelled at the different way they each fucked me, they were certainly imaginative, that's for sure. Sex and fucking can become stale and boring otherwise, not that it matters to a horny, even insatiable, slut like me. No, so long as my pussy is getting its just desserts and needs, I'm happy to take it any which way I'm positioned.
"Spread that deliciously wet cunt of yours, Traci," Rolland urged me, and I did. I even pulled on each of my fuck lips for him. I've never loocked at myself so open and available in a mirror, but their appreciation for my cunt told me it was a thing of immense beauty, even when its covered in warm creamy white spunk.
Talking of which. After he had swirled his tongue around inside my cunt and teased my asshole, wet from my dribbles, when he eventually withdrew his warm firm length from my wetness, I noticed, as always, a snail-like trail of my creamy white cum juices along his black shaft.
"Now that's what you call a cum-slut," he rejoiced, before picking up the pace and as good as fucking my brains out, still with my legs held in place.
This time, I didn't just cum but I actually squirted, helped by the attention of Derrick, the other black stud, stroking my clit with a most heavenly and rewarding rhythm. I had my hands behind me and fought to thrust forward as I came. In the end, all I could manage was to vaguely gyrate my pelvis around Rolland's commanding length as it battered and buffed my inner walls.
For Derrick, I was yet again turned around only with my left knee on the table for him. That made me all the more open and he rammed his big black sceptre deep inside my sodden pussy.
"Oh yes, lovely, fuck me, ram your big black, yes, again, dick in my tight white cunt. I'm such a slut for black dick," I urged him, my left hand beneath his on the small of my back as he grasped my right shoulder and slammed his length deep inside my fuck channel. Granted, it wasn't that of when Ian, Mr Daniels, was fucking me with his fingers in my ass but where do you think mine were, all four of them down to the bridge of my thumb, which eventually joined them.
After that, I had them spit fuck me doggy position on the table, a hand commandingly on my hair pulling and urging me up and down the cock in my mouth, which I spluttered and drooled on.
After that, a good 30 minutes later, I was suspended over Rolland's black cock and sank my tight white ass down it, slithering and sliding inch by pleasurable inch down it until at least six big long inches filled me up. With my hands braced behind me and my nylon-clad feet on his partially bent knees, I levered myself up until all I had was the turgid crown inside me and then dropped back down him with hungry alacrity.
"Fuck yes! That's so fucking good. Again, I said," and levered myself up to repeat it several times, ending with my ass cheeks resting on his big cum-filled black balls, which I couldn't resist gyrating my cock crammed ass around as I awaited Derrick's participation.
God, I was in slut heaven. Not just from being fucked by them, but the way they did it; we all three did it, very much. Rather than lance themselves into me at the same time, Rolland and Derrick worked as a team. As soon as the one fucking me withdrew himself the other one flexed his hips at me. That meant I got a warm firm cock shoved into me - ass and pussy - with no delay, plus the sensations it caused, like tiny ripples on either side of the thin membrane that separated them, sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, starting from my clit.
"Fuck my holes," I cried out, as an orgasm built deep inside me to add to what else my body felt.
"Give it to me, give it to me, fuck my ass, fuck my pussy," I urged, only to feel Derrick's fingers and thumb encircle each proud pink nipple.
"Squeeze my nipples, harder, squeeze them," I begged him, and moments later my dam once again burst.
I turned my head to the side and gazed at Alan; well, actually, I stared, beckoning him to me. He grabbed my hair and shoved his warm hard cock between my open, hungry inviting lips. I slid, slathered and washed his cock with my tongue. I was stuffed full with dick, not too dissimilar to that of a turkey, and it wasn't yet Christmas.
I so love being ass reamed in that position, however, that somewhat restricted their access to it and it was more about the guys fucking me and the pleasure that came with it. Take that anyway you want.
After I had sucked Rolland's cock and tasted a cocktail of the lube along with my pussy and ass juices, I found myself knelt over him. I had my hands braced either side of his shoulders ready to push back as they came at me while hands from one of those who were waiting spread my ass cheeks for the next one to slip a long firm length up my backdoor and all while the engorged head of a firm warm cock hovered, suspended close to my lips. I could literally feel the heat from it against my cheeks.
They each took turns in my ass and then my mouth. My ass was severely fucked in that position for a good 30 minutes and I came countless times. My escaping juices bathed Rolland's black dick and balls before trailing onto his thighs. The smell of sex and fucking, even then, filled the air and hung on me. Christmas, a time for celebrating and at the annual office party celebrating meant getting as much dick up me as I could and for as long as was possible.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yes, more, fuck my ass, grab my hips and let me have it. Fill me up with cock, guys," I said as they switched on me, Steve filling the void in my ass as I rocked myself back and forth on Rolland's weapon while I closed my lips around Derrick's meaty sticky cock and sucked and licked his shaft as he held me to him and thrust his hips at me.
Eventually, and for the finále as the clock ticked towards 9:30 pm, I was once again bent over the table for them only this time my feet, once more in my shoes, were an obscene distance apart. I shuddered when my firmed up and excited nipples touched the cold surface of the table, happy in myself that I was about to get a whole lot of warm hard cock shoved up my ass, and so it was.
I held my ass cheeks open and each one to a virile man grabbed one of my hips and held me tight. He then fed his dick into my gaping asshole and slammed his dick deep inside. With two hands holding me tight, I was thereafter ass fucked, ass reamed, ass railed and drilled. I called out all manner of obscene encouragements, my orgasms helped and facilitated by that of Ian Daniels who was sat between my splayed legs, stroking my clit with fingers of one hand while he held me open with those of the other and caught my river as it trailed and seeped from me.
Being the cum hungry slut I am, I turned over and had each one fuck my pussy one final time and spunk his war creamy load inside me. I was awash with six loads of cum and I wallowed in the afterglow of my pleasure as they got dressed and left.
One of the rascals, Mr Daniels if I had to guess, had taken my crotchless thong as a memento of the occasion, I noticed when I couldn't find it, not that it made a difference as I felt some of their escaping cum slide down my thighs when I made my way back to the party with the time almost 10 after 10.
Most had left for the weekend and the long break that followed. Clair looked like I felt, her dark hair vaguely bedraggled. Looks like she got some as well, I realised, as I got a drink and made my way over to her.
"Traci, you slut, you're practically oozing sex from every pour. How many was it this time?" she said, and slid her hand between the slit of my skirt to feel.
"Not so much how many, but for how long. You?" I said, as she stroked my pussy and felt my wetness.
"I just had the four guys from accounts and two from personnel. My pussy's awash with their cum as is my ass," she cooed, and with that, I slipped my hand beneath her skirt and eased my fingers inside her warm gooey snatch.
To anyone looking in our direction, we were simply two work colleagues sipping a drink and chatting; however, as both Clair and I know, every woman has it within herself to be bisexual.
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