Jake was lounging on a deckchair, enjoying his lunch break in the office's empty, sun-drenched roof garden. Usually, the green parrot would've dozed for half an hour before returning to work, but today was different. Holding his cellphone in one hand, he watched as the office group chat was flooded with pictures of frisky coworkers in the most exciting poses. At least half of them had shed their stuffy office gear and bared their colorful plumages and beautiful assets, their fat tits and deliciously plump pussies.

With his eyes glued to the screen, Jake's free hand slowly shifted to his crotch while he breathlessly waited for an image of his crush to appear in the feed. Cupping the thick, throbbing bulge on his black pants, he could feel the warmth of his arousal through the stretched fabric, hear the fibers creaking as his girth stiffened, and he tugged on his fly to alleviate the building tension.

That's when the first dick pics popped up. A few of his male colleagues joined the fun with everything from amateurish close-ups to fancy full-body shots. The desks and workstations in the background confirmed that it was all still happening in the office downstairs, and the parrot glanced at his increasingly uncomfortable bulge. If now even the guys stripped naked, surely nobody would mind if he relieved that building pressure in his pants, would they? A quick glance around confirmed that he was still the only bird on the rooftop, so he put down his phone and unzipped his pants, sliding them down just enough to liberate his swelling cock from its stuffy confines.

As Jake grabbed out his uncut member, he squeezed a glob of pre out of the tip, the warm, sticky liquid slowly streaming down his girth and over his hand. Then, he unbuttoned his starched white shirt before it got soaked and parted the fabric to aerate his downy green chest and belly, as he was getting increasingly hot with arousal. "Ah, much better."

The parrot watched from the corner of his eyes as his cock swelled to its full size. Before long, fourteen whole inches of hot, throbbing fuck meat towered over him, shining in the sunlight with a coat of sweat and pre. Meanwhile, the flood of dick pics in the office group chat continued unabated, and he licked his beak with an excited shiver as he contemplated contributing to the escalating lewdness. While he was no expert in photography, he could absolutely do better than all those colleagues that only posted basic, boring close-ups of their dicks, so without further ado, he activated the selfie camera and held out his phone to get a good shot of himself lounging on the deck chair.

The phone clicked. Then it prompted him to type a caption for his masterwork. Second thoughts sneaked their way into Jake's mind as he stared at the screen, thumbs trembling in anticipation but not moving as he inspected the image of himself. Maybe he should try a different angle? His face looked a little derpy too, so perhaps…

"Oh wow, you're huge!"

Jake jolted up and dropped his phone onto his chest with a stunned squawk. "Huh? Wha—" Whirling his head around, he saw a blue-feathered parrot in a pleated black skirt, black stockings, and a white blouse emerging from the rooftop access door.

"Sorry, Jake. I didn't mean to shock you like that, but I couldn't help it," the hen giggled as she ambled closer. "I just didn't expect you to be that big. Seriously, how did you manage to hide that monster until now?"

"H-hey, Larissa," Jake stammered. His cheeks flushed red hot as he reflexively clenched his thighs together. He also attempted to tuck his fully engorged erection back into his pants, but to no avail whatsoever. "I— I… uhh, nice to see you."

Finally, Larissa stopped next to Jake with a big, horny grin on her beak. "Nice to see you too, and here, let me make it up to you." Without hesitation, she grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to reveal that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Jake's beak dropped as he was greeted by the woman's bare pussy, nestled within sapphire-blue downs. Her vulva was deliciously plump and reddened with arousal, and her labia was soaked and dripping with her juices, exuding a sweet, intoxicating scent that none of the images in the office chat could convey. "You like what you see, big boy?" she asked, her voice trembling with desire.

Too stunned to say anything, the male just nodded.

"Me too," Larissa cooed, licking her beak as she ogled Jake's cock with a hungry sparkle in her eyes. "Fuck, it's even bigger up close. I wonder…" She hesitated for a moment. Then she looked him straight in the eye and warbled, "I honestly only came up here because I wanted to snap some pics in the sun but scratch that. You're hard as fuck, and I'm horny as fuck, so how about we skip the pics and you put that fat cock inside me instead?"

Jake's beak dropped. Then he eagerly nodded again. "You know what? You're right. All those pictures have gotten me pretty excited, so let's do it," he replied. "How do you wanna do it?"

As if she had anticipated the question, Larissa dropped onto the deck chair next to the male and got on her hands and knees. Not even bothering to undress, she raised her shimmering blue tail feathers and presented her plump rump and soaked cunt to him. "Here, let's do it like this. Now come here and fuck me."

The need in the hen's voice and her tantalizing posture were more than enough encouragement for Jake to get up from his lounger, discard his pants, and move behind her. He pulled her skirt up with one hand and wrapped the other around his fat, swollen cock, guiding his fat tip toward her dripping slit until it pressed against her plump, wet folds. "Ready?"

"Yes!" Larissa squealed. The fact that his rod was almost as big and thick as her forearm didn't seem to bother her in the slightest. On the contrary, she fanned out her tail feathers and pushed back, begging, " Now put it in and fuck me already! Come on!"

"I'm on it." With a nod and a grin, Jake gripped the female's waist and thrust forward with gentle force, parting her labia and stretching her snug channel. She immediately clenched up, moaning with effusive pleasure, but she was so soaking wet that he managed to bury half of his massive, throbbing girth on the first thrust, creating a visible bulge on her downy abdomen. "Oh fuck, you're tight," he grunted under his breath, only for his initial push to stop with a muffled smack.

The male parrot had four more inches to give, but his partner's guttural cry told him that this was all she could take for now. "Aaaah, so big! So full," she howled, collapsing on the deck chair as she was overwhelmed by the stimulation.

"Are you okay?" Jake asked as Larissa was still trembling seconds later.

At first, the hen didn't respond, but she eventually managed to groan, "Fuck me, you're even bigger than you look. D-definitely the biggest I've ever taken, but I'm fine. I'll manage. Just… m-maybe don't go too fast for now."

"Of course," Jake replied and tightened his grip around her hips before he began to pump her pussy with slow, measured strokes. He didn't feel the need to go faster or harder anyway because Larissa's pussy was so incredibly tight and wet. Her labia stretched and caved at every thrust while her channel massaged his sensitive schlong with powerful contractions, showering him with waves of heavenly stimulation even though he wasn't able to stuff her with his whole fuck meat.

All the while, the blue-feathered female continued her bawdy song with guttural cries and trembling whimpers of joy. Every time Jake bottomed out inside her, a powerful ripple raced through her plumage and she burst into a particularly wet, hot squeal. It took him a minute to realize that he was literally shoving his tip against the incredibly tight, sensitive entrance of her womb. No wonder she reacted so intensely. Yet, she never asked him to stop or slow down.

On the contrary, as Jake continued to stretch and loosen Larissa's tight cunt, the strain in her voice melted into pure pleasure, and she was soon not only ready for more, but desperate. "More," she whined. "Deeper, Jake. Please, fuck me harder! Faster!"

With his partner's cervix in the way, the male parrot wasn't sure if he could go deeper, but he was more than eager to go harder. Grunting with pleasure, he bent over her, slipped his hands up her clothed waist, and slammed his cock inside her with twice the force. No longer holding back, he surrendered to his surging lust and rapidly picked up the pace, working himself into a proper rutting frenzy. Moreover, the prospect of squirting his thick, gooey seed deep into her fertile pussy activated something primal in his brain, a deep, instinctive desire to breed that spurred him on even harder.

Larissa fueled the male's rutting frenzy even further as she incessantly howled and begged for more.  "Harder! Harder, Jake! Deeper!" No matter how fast he thrust, no matter how hard he pounded her, now that the blue parrot had gotten used to his girth, she had grown truly insatiable, demanding everything he had to offer. "Faster! Give it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

The male did his best to keep up with his partner's unleashed lust, grunting, huffing, sweating, and groaning as he plunged his huge cock inside her. Before long, the slurping and smacking of his feral rut was joined by a harsh, loud clapping as his bloated, swinging nuts whacked against her thighs, reminding her of his potency at every stroke. Their fuck had become so noisy, that he wouldn't be surprised if the passers-by down on the street could tell what they were up to. Even if they didn't hear the slapping of his balls, they most certainly heard Larissa's thundering squeal when he finally thrust so hard that he thrust through her cervix.

Jake grunted in surprise when he suddenly managed to bury his entire length inside his partner. He was so overwhelmed by the extra tightness that he stopped thrusting altogether, staring at Larissa with an open beak while she succumbed to an explosive orgasm. She clenched her hands into fists, her whole body tensing and her back arching before a wave of frantic, violent contractions enveloped his cock from the base to his tip, gushing so hard that she soaked his whole crotch and the bottom of her skirt with her juices. And while the hen was initially too overwhelmed to do anything but scream with incomprehensible bliss, she eventually moaned, "Don't stop! Keep going! Please, fuck me!"

Larissa's unbroken hunger for more snapped Jake out of his stupor and redoubled his lust. He pulled his cock out of her womb, only to slam it back in with a throaty growl, making her clench and clamp down even harder. Driven by her effusive climax as much as the fact that he was literally fucking her womb, he rapidly worked himself back into a rutting frenzy and poured all his strength into the pounding to give her what she craved, jack-hammering her cunt with heavy huffs and swinging, slapping balls.

Thanks to the hen's vigorous clenching, Jake reached the brink of his own climax in no time at all. In fact, he only realized that he had passed the point of no return when all his pent-up arousal suddenly unraveled in a firework of pure ecstasy. With a deep, resounding cry of bliss, he joined the climaxing parrot and slammed his giant fuck meat all the way inside her, penetrating her cervix and shoving his tip deep into her womb while his bloated balls jumped and tightened inside his large, drooping sack, churning up a massive flood for the eager female.

Larissa squawked with mindless joy as the first spurt of cum blasted inside her, only to squeal even harder when Jake yanked his flexing rod back a few inches, pulling out of her womb to inundate her convulsing channel with the next gush of his seed. He was simply too horny to stop thrusting, and while he didn't go as fast as before, he went just as hard, plunging his schlong in and out of his partner's clenching pussy as he stuffed her with rope after rope of his thick, virile semen. It was so much that half of it washed back out of her, covering her stockings and his balls with wet, messy squirts before it dripped down onto the deck chair, pooling on the fabric and spilling over the edges. The other half, however, ended up deep inside her receptive womb, stuffing, stretching, and no doubt impregnating her with his chicks. Even when it became so much that her belly began to swell and stretch the fabric of her blouse, his orgasm showed no signs of slowing down.

Jake continued to plow the blue hen for another whole minute, filling her with so much cum until the lower buttons of her blouse popped open and she literally couldn't hold any more. Only then, his primal rutting rage calmed and his mind-breaking orgasm ebbed enough for him to realize what a mess he had made of his partner. Not to mention that her belly looked like she was already about to lay the clutch he had just pumped inside her.

Larissa was a trembling, groaning wreck, her feathers ruffled, her clothes soaked, and her breath heavy, but the contented smile on her beak shone brighter than the sun in the sky above them. Sluggishly, she moved one hand onto her inflated, sloshing midriff and gave it a shaky rub. "Holy fuck, it's so much! Have you been saving up or what?"

"Not really. I just haven't cummed in a week or so," Jake replied and loosened his hold around the hen, gently extracting his cock from her stuffed depths.

"A-ah, fuck," Larissa groaned, shaking violently as the male dragged his swollen glans out of her cervix one last time.  

"Are you alright? I hope that wasn't too much."

The blue parrot relaxed with a giggle and shook her head, "No, it was perfect. The best sex I've ever had. I didn't expect you to be such a beast, Jake, and I love it!"

Larissa's swooning put a big grin on Jake's beak and once he had slipped his schlong out of her gaped, cream-stuffed cunt with a wet pop, he sat down beside her. Copping a feel of her swollen belly, he sighed, "Yes, it was incredible. That was the tightest pussy I've ever had. Thanks for the amazing fuck, Larissa." Then he reached for his phone and checked what had happened in the office group chat since he last looked at it.

Sex. Sex had happened, and a whole lot of it because the chat was flooded with clips of screwing birds. Apparently, he and Larissa hadn't been the only ones who had taken the next step after the pictures. "Hey, look at that. They're all going at it now," the green parrot gasped, showing the screen to her.

The hen's eyes widened and she nodded. "Oh wow, they really are."

Smacking his beak, Jake suggested, "You wanna go downstairs with me and check it out?"

Larissa snorted and shook her head, demonstratively patting her cum belly. "Maybe later, but not right now. My legs are still pudding from the pounding you gave me, and I think I'm gonna need a little nap to process this load," she giggled and lay back. "But don't let me stop you."

"Got it, and thanks again for the fun, Larissa. I didn't think I'd wind up having sex with you at work when I woke up this morning, and it was awesome," Jake replied with a beaming smile, leaning toward her to give her a quick peck on the beak. Then he got up and reached for his discarded pants. For a moment, he considered putting them back on, but he quickly dismissed the notion. Everybody was naked and fucking downstairs anyway, so nobody would care if he walked in with his cock and balls out swinging. So instead of bothering to get dressed again, he removed his shirt too, bunched his clothes into a ball, and decided to pay the locker room a quick visit before he went to the main office. It was on the way anyway.

As Jake headed downstairs, he was welcomed by a cacophony of moans, whines, slurps, and slaps even before he entered the locker room. A deep, familiar voice grunted from the open door, "Ah fuck, your tits are so good, I think I'm about to blow."

"Yes! Give it to us!" another feminine voice whined, and Jake didn't have to look far to locate the source of the moaning and slurping. A colleague from the finance department was sitting on the bench across the entrance, legs spread and leaned back against the lockers while Ricky and Fanny, the two bustiest gals from the entire company, were kneeling in front of him, double-teaming his huge, veiny black cock meat with their massive, pillowy breasts.

Pure bliss was written all over the lucky male's face. His beak was wide open and his eyes had rolled back into his head as he was serviced by his skillful partners. Then, a sudden jolt raced through him and a deep, guttural groan escaped him as he succumbed to an explosive orgasm. 

Jake watched with breathless excitement as his colleague's hanging nuts jumped and clenched furiously to give rise to an eruption that would've put most geysers to shame. While most of the other male's cock was hidden from his view by a truckload of tit flesh, the green parrot still got to witness how rope after rope of thick, gooey cum shot up into the air in an explosive volley. Some spurts arched up so high that they almost reached the ceiling before they came raining down on two very thirsty hens, while the rest splattered all over the benches and lockers in a messy shower.

"Yes! YES! Let it all out!" Ricky and Fanny tilted back their heads, cooing and squealing with bliss as they tried to catch their partner's seed in their open beaks. Most of the virile spunk landed on their boobs and faces, though, dousing their colorful feathers in a layer of milky white before they changed plans and bent down to the male's pulsing tip, eager to drink his thick, delicious cream straight from the tap. Their beaks banged together with a loud click as they met above the male's spurting tip, and they squawked at each other, their plumage ruffled and raised as they each craved their rightful share. 

However, the hens' rivalry only lasted for a second until the male reminded them, "Easy there, girls. There's plenty for both of you." 

Ricky and Fanny paused with their beaks open, huffing and gasping with burning desire. Then their gazes met, they nodded, and without another word, they agreed to share their productive, messy co-worker. Each of the hens slurped up a beakful of seed from his squirting cock before they swapped it in a wet, sloppy tongue kiss, all while they continued to squeeze and smother his flexing length with their cleavage, eager to milk him from every last drop of his delicious load.

Jake huffed and clutched his ball of clothing, his own schlong flexing and drooling as he tried to imagine how heavenly a titjob from the two hens had to feel. However, as one of his busty coworkers transitioned her needy slurping into a proper blowjob, and as the other slipped down between the male's thighs to suck on his flexing, dancing nutsack, he realized that he wasn't here to watch. No, he was only here to drop off his clothes on his way to the main office orgy, where he would look for someone who wasn't already busy fucking their brains out. Perhaps he'd even run across his crush, Clara, and nothing spurred him on more to move on.

Finally, the parrot pulled his eyes away from his three colleagues and headed to the other side of the room to his personal locker. His mind blanked when he grabbed the rotary lock, though, and it took him a few seconds to dial in the right combination, as he was still distracted by the scene he just witnessed. The fact that even more like that awaited him in the main office only got him more excited, and once he managed to open his locker, he haphazardly tossed his business gear inside, slammed it shut, and hurried out of the room.

Jake was not disappointed as he went through the door to the main office. A loud, lewd mayhem welcomed the green parrot as several dozen of his coworkers were busy screwing on chairs, desks, couches, and tables all over the office space. Some birds even fucked underneath the furniture and others against the wall. No matter where he looked, he spotted at least two parrots entangled in deep, carnal lovemaking. 

There were literally four colleagues screwing on the desk right next to him, and not just side by side. No, the girls were on top of the other, intertwined in a tight, sweaty 69 as they ate out each other's plump, swollen pussies with noisy licks and slurps while they got butt-fucked by their two male partners, one on each side.

Jake did a double take when he noticed the gold bands that adorned the fingers of the two couples and on a closer look, he realized that the husbands had swapped their wives, seizing the opportunity to further explore their office relationships together. They had been at it for quite some time too, it appeared, as the two males pounded their hens with so much vigor that they were trapped in a perpetual, mutual orgasm. Moaning, squawking, and clenching furiously, globs and squirts of cum and juices gushed profusely from their stretched holes.

A few steps further down the aisle, the action happened beside the desk instead. One of the interns had claimed the boss's deputy in a wild, messy mating press on the floor, hammering her with swinging, slapping nuts, and he wasn't the only one eager to take her for a ride. Three more parrots had gathered around them, jerking it to the show as they waited their turn.

Meanwhile, Jake was still searching for her his crush among the busy birds. Clara's beautiful red plumage should've made her easy to spot, but he couldn't find her anywhere. Moving deeper into the messy orgy, he continued looking for her until he noticed a twinkle of crimson through the shuttered blinds of the meeting room, and he turned on his heel and rushed toward it without a second thought. 

However, when Jake barged through the door, he still didn't find who he was looking for. The glimmer of red he had spotted belonged to a different hen, who was sitting fully dressed in a white blouse, black stockings, and a long, pleated skirt at the conference table as if she was waiting for an overdue meeting in the otherwise completely empty room. His sudden intrusion made her jump up in her chair with a startled squawk.  

"Ah shit! Sorry! I thought you were someone else," Jake apologized, hurriedly shutting the door of the meeting room. Then he took a deep breath to sort his thoughts. "Again, sorry about that. I didn't mean to barge in on you like that. You're Maya, right?"

Clenching her thighs, the stunned hen stared at the male parrot with wide eyes. Her gaze flicked back and forth between his face and his huge, dripping cock for a tense moment before she muttered, "Y-yes, I'm Maya. And don't worry, Jake. It's not the first time someone told me that they expected me to be someone else."

Jake raised a brow, taking another look around the empty room before he asked, "Are you okay? Everybody is having fun outside while you're all alone in here."

"Well, I'm… y'know… not really feeling it. It's too much. Too loud," Maya muttered, casting a wistful glance at the shuttered windows.

"Oh, yeah. I understand," Jake replied, nodding sympathetically. "But why are you still here, then?"

The hen pawed at the ground, hemming and hawing for a moment before she admitted, "I can't leave the room because I don't want the others to see me like this."

"Oh? To be honest, I don't think anyone would notice. They're all way too busy with each other," Jake chortled. "Anyway, why don't you want them to see you? You look as pretty as ever, and you're fully dressed too, so there's nothing for them to see anyway. Just put on a smile and keep walking like you got places to be, and you'll be out of the building in less than a minute. I'll even accompany you to the lobby and make sure nobody bothers you, okay?"

"Yeah, uhhh… I really appreciate the offer, Jake, but… " Maya muttered, nervously smacking and gnashing her beak. "Actually, can I trust you to keep a secret?"

"Sure! Whatever it is, my lips are sealed. Promise," Jake replied and placed his hand on his chest, trying not to appear too curious about her secret.

The red-feathered parrot hesitantly looked at the buck-naked male for a moment. Then she slowly pushed herself away from the conference table and swiveled toward him, parting her thighs to reveal a sizable bulge on her skirt. With a voice as fragile as porcelain, she admitted, "I've got a dick, and you probably see the issue, right? It's too big to hide. I tried. So if I go out there, the others are going to notice, and I don't— I don't want to know what they're going to think. The other hens are already gossiping so much…"

"Well, I personally think it's perfectly fine! Why wouldn't it be? It's just who and how you are," Jake replied, putting on the most reassuring smile he could muster. "And besides, it doesn't make you any less cute."

"You think so?" Maya mumbled, shooting him an abashed look. "Or are you just saying that to make me feel better?"

"No, really, I like it! You're gorgeous," Jake cooed. "And if you don't believe me, I can show you."

"S-show me?"

"Maya, I'm rock hard right now and you're rock hard right now," the emerald-feathered male chuckled, only to pause for a moment before he clarified, "If you wanna fuck, just say the word. I'm more than down to fuck."

Maya's eyes widened and her beak dropped. Gulping nervously, she asked, "You want to do it with me? Like, right now?"

"Yes! If you want to, of course," Jake nodded with a beaming smile. "If not, I can still accompany you downstairs and make sure nobody notices a thing." Even if that was easier said than done, as the hen was now pitching a huge, throbbing tent.

"N-no, no, I'd love to do it with you! It's just… be gentle, okay? I've practiced with toys, but I've never taken a real cock yet," Maya said, a thrilled shiver racing through her shining red plumage as she looked at his ragingly erect rod. "And you're huge."

Jake's heart leaped with excitement as the other bird admitted that this was her first time, and he nodded enthusiastically. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you, Maya!" Moving in front of the seated girl, he dropped to one knee and cautiously reached for the hem of her black skirt. "May I?"

Maya clenched her beak and nodded coyly.

Gingerly, the male pulled up her skirt to unveil the bulge that had been tenting the fabric like a birthday present. Although he knew what awaited him, he still wasn't prepared for the impressive size and girth of her cock. She was almost as hung as him, sporting at least twelve inches of thick, uncut pink cock meat, and while she was wearing a pair of frilly white panties, the delicate tissue was completely overwhelmed by her member and the matching pair of plump, drooping balls underneath.

"Wow, you're really big, too," Jake gasped, taking a deep whiff of the hen's invigorating, perfumed musk.

"T-too big for you?"

"No, it's absolutely perfect," the male cooed and wrapped his hand around Maya's shaft. Warmth, thick, and stiff, it felt much like his own, yet so excitingly different. He gave it a few gentle pumps, enough to tease a drop of pre and a shaky moan from her lips. Then he got up and looked at her. "So, how do you wanna do this?"

"I think the chair would make this a bit awkward, so maybe we could do it on the table?" the hen suggested. "I-if you want."

"The table is perfect," Jake agreed, offering Maya a hand. 

The other parrot blushed, hesitating a moment before she took his hand and got up on her feet. Then she slipped onto the edge of the table and lay down on her back, coyly holding up her skirt and spreading her thighs to bare her huge, fluffy red backside to him.

Looking the hung hen up and down, Jake licked his beak and hummed appreciatively, "Fuck, you're so hot, Maya! Mind opening your blouse while I get you ready?"

"My blouse?" The red-feathered parrot stared at him in confusion. Then she nodded eagerly and started to unbutton her top, parting the fabric to reveal her big, soft breasts and her luscious pink buds.

Meanwhile, Jake gave his fingers a big, wet slurp, getting them nice and dripping with saliva. Lifting Maya's big, heavy sack with the other hand, he rubbed his spit-soaked digits against her tight, rosy pucker, circling it a few times before he tenderly glided two of them inside. 

The hen immediately tensed up, groaning and clenching her talons, and she cinched up even harder as the male curled his fingers inside her.

"How's this?" Jake asked as his partner's cock jumped and bounced in response to his caress. 

"Ah, fuck! G-good," Maya moaned. "This is good. Keep going."

With a nod, Jake started twisting and spreading his fingers as well, pumping them in and out of her snug sphincter to loosen her with gentle force. Initially, she was so tight and tense that he could hardly move his digits at all but as he kept going, she got more and more into it, groaning and whining with shaky pleasure while her hole slackened to the point where he could fit another two fingers without much effort. Maybe even his entire fist if he tried. He could tell that she had practiced a lot with her toys. "Oh wow, there we go. How do you feel? Do you think that's enough?" 

It took the lust-addled hen a moment to collect herself with Jake's fingers inside her, but she eventually nodded. "Ah… yes… I think that's enough," she whimpered, only to suddenly jolt up with a sharp gasp.

"Maya, what is it? Are you okay?"

"Fuck, I just realized that you're about to put it inside me! You're actually going to put it inside my ass and fuck me!" the red-feathered parrot warbled, shaking with excitement. "I never thought I'd have my first time with you in the office!"

"Me neither," Jake chuckled and extracted his fingers from her ass. Then he grabbed his massive schlong and guided it toward her limber tailhole. Still thoroughly soaked and dripping with pre, cum, and pussy juices from his rooftop romp, his cock was lubed and ready for more fun. "Are you ready for me to put it in?"

"Yes!" Maya replied without missing a beat.

That was all Jake needed to hear. He gently thrust his hips forward and pushed his fat tip into Maya's ring until it yielded with a wet shlorp. Her tight ass enveloped his glans like a heavenly hug, and he groaned with pleasure as he sank more of his cock into her warm, wet depths, stretching and claiming her channel inch after inch.

The hen accompanied her partner's moan with a resounding squeal of joy, and a powerful shiver raced through her as his tip reached her prostate. Clenching up with every fiber of her body, hands and talons as much as her asshole, she gasped, "Fuck, you're even bigger than you look! It's like you're splitting me in half!"

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No!" Maya squawked, drool spluttering from her beak as she clenched her hands around the edge of the table and spread her legs even wider. "Keep going! I can take it! I've taken toys that were almost as big as your cock." Her eyes gleamed with horny determination. "But they got nothing on you. The warmth, the throbbing… oh fuck, I need more. Please, keep going, Jake! Fuck me!"

The hen's words were music to Jake and he wrapped his hands around her ankles. Firmly gripping her legs, he gave her what she was begging for: slow, but deep and thorough thrusts. Eight inches out, eight inches in, he wasn't able to bury his whole schlong inside her yet, but he made sure to make the rest count all the more. Besides, every time he plunged his fat fuck meat into her ass, he was enveloped by more of her divine contractions, deep moans and high-pitched whines pouring from her open beak as she squirmed and shook with bliss.

As Jake worked his way deeper into Maya's ass, the fat, throbbing outline of his rod soon appeared on her downy abdomen, and he couldn't help but reach down and give it a rub. All the while, her own huge, swollen dick lay right next to the growing bulge, drooling with pre and ragingly erect, yet sorely neglected and begging for attention. Licking his beak, he indulged the tempting call and glided his hand onto it, wrapping his digits around Maya's thick, pulsing girlcock. His initial touch alone coaxed a breathy squeal of delight from her lips, and when he started to pump her meat at the same pace as her ass, she burst into even lustier, hotter cries of ecstasy. "Yes! Jake! Harder! Deeper! Fuck me harder!"

The male gladly fulfilled his partner's wish. Tightening his grip around her ankle, he poured even more of his strength into his thrusts and stroked her cock even faster, eager to make her sing, eager to feel her hot ass clench around him, eager to finally bottom out inside her. Again and again, he slammed his rod inside her, spreading her snug, hot depths until he had nothing more to give, and when he was finally stretching and bulging her belly with all fourteen inches of his massive, uncut fuck meat, he let out a deep, throaty groan and picked up the pace, claiming his prize.

Soon, Jake's heated grunts and Maya's moans of joy were joined by resounding claps as his huge, heavy nuts smacked against her fluffy red backside, and her plush tits bounced and jiggled vigorously at his every thrust. Her speech devolved into an incomprehensible mess of cries, howls, and squawks, her face melted with pure delight, her tongue lolled from her open beak, and her eyes rolled back into her head, yet he was still going faster and harder.

When the well-endowed male finally settled on an appropriate rutting rhythm, pounding the hen as hard and thoroughly as he had bred Larissa on the rooftop, pre was gushing from the hen's girlcock like from a leaky faucet, soaking his hand with wet, sticky warmth as he pumped her. However, it was nothing compared to the gooey flood that was building in her quaking balls, and thanks to Jake's vigorous pounding and pumping, she couldn't hold it in any longer. She clasped her hands around the edge of the table, reared up, and erupted with a full-throated cry of bliss, leaving her partner no time to react before the first squirt of hot, thick cum shot out of her tip. Blasting high into the air, her spunk almost hit the ceiling before it splashed back down on the far side of the conference table, and it marked only the beginning of an explosive volley. Spurt by spurt, rope after rope, she covered the rest of the table as much as her own face and tits with streaks of milky goo.

Meanwhile, Jake received the most intense cock massage as Maya's ass erupted into orgasmic contractions.  Instead of getting slowed by her frantically convulsing insides, however, he went even faster and harder. Not only did he want to make the most of her effusive climax, he also wanted to keep her cumming until he was ready to join her, and as he doubled down on his pounding with a throaty growl, her cock flexed so hard that he lost hold of it and could only watch as it whipped and flailed around to make an even bigger mess of the meeting room.

Thanks to the hen's glorious orgasm, the green parrot reached the edge just moments later. "Fuck. Maya. You're clenching so much. Can't hold it…" he grunted. Then he unraveled into a deep, guttural cry as his mind was consumed by a tsunami of pure pleasure, and his vision dissolved into blurry fireworks. One last time, he shoved his giant dong into her ass, burying it all the way to his fat, swollen breeding orbs just as they initiated their dance of fertility. Jumping and clenching vigorously, his nuts churned up a torrent that ended up deep inside her guts not a second later, the cock bulge on her belly flexing and pulsing as he flooded her with the first spurt of his virile goo.

Maya squealed with bliss as Jake's hot, thick cream rushed into her guts. The unparalleled might and volume of his first spurt stunned her for a moment, but once she recovered from the initial brunt, she reached up and grabbed his shoulders with a lust-drunk, determined sparkle in her eyes. Before he could say a peep, she dragged him down against her cum-soaked chest and slipped her beak around his licking it with a needy huff.

The hen's assertiveness surprised the male, but he didn't rebuff her. No, he eagerly parted his lips and locked beaks with her, slipping a hand onto her chest to squeeze and fondle her soft, pillowy tits as he shared deep tongue kisses with her. All the while, her fat schlong rubbed against his midriff, drenching his plumage with squirts of her hot, sticky seed, but he didn't mind the mess. Instead, it riled him up so much that he started thrusting again. He humped her with horny strokes and muffled, mindless moans while he stuffed her with so much cum that her belly swelled and expanded so much that it pressed against his midriff, and what didn't end up inside her gushed from her stretched hole in sticky, goopy splatters, soaking her skirt and tail feathers.

Despite Jake's best efforts, Maya's climax wouldn't last forever. After a seemingly endless minute of orgasmic perfection, her high ebbed, her spurts weakened, and her asshole stopped clenching around his cock. His own high followed suit not long after, and his inordinate output diminished into a trickle, yet he didn't mind that his orgasm was over. He was too busy spending the next few minutes tightly intertwined with the beautiful red hen, making out with her with lavish moans and kisses.

When Jake finally broke away from his partner, a big, satisfied smile was plastered all over his face. "Wow, that was amazing! That was one of the best fucks I've ever had," he sighed, playfully licking a strand of cum off Maya's cheek. "Sorry about the mess, though."

"Oh, don't worry about it," Maya giggled, rubbing her swollen, cum-soaked belly. "It's not the first mess I made of myself, but it's definitely the biggest one so far. I've never cummed this hard in my entire life. Thanks for giving me a chance, stud."

"No, I have to thank you for giving me a chance, gorgeous," Jake chuckled and kissed Maya on the forehead. Then he loosened his grip around her leg, straightened up, and slowly pulled out of her, groaning and shaking with tingly pleasure as he extracted inch after inch of fat cock meat from her puffy, stretched asshole. When his tip finally slipped out with a squishy pop, he took a step back and looked the hen up and down. Her gorgeous red plumage was ruffled and soaked with sweat and semen, her breath was heavy and laborious, her anus was thoroughly gaped and leaking cum, and her belly was utterly bloated with his spunk. "Fuck, you're scorching hot, you know that?"

"Are you sure? I'm an utter mess right now," the other bird muttered with a shaky smile.

Jake nodded, beaming. "Yes, but that doesn't make you any less sexy. In fact, you look even hotter, glazed like that." Hot enough that he briefly considered asking for another round, but he still had other things he wanted to take care of, so he waved at her and said, "You know what? How about you drop those soaked, stuffy clothes and join the fun outside the meeting room? I'm sure there are a bunch more guys and gals who are just as eager to take you for a spin as I am."

Maya's eyes widened and she tensed up, squeaking, "The fun outside? Do you mean the orgy? But what will my colleagues think…"

"Come on, Maya. They're all too horny to think and when they see you butt naked and with your huge, juicy cock out and swinging, they're gonna beg you to shove it inside them and fuck them until they can't walk straight anymore," Jake purred. "Or they'll ask if they can tap that amazing ass of yours." He strolled toward the door, giving her an encouraging wink as he grabbed the handle. "If I'm wrong, I'll suck your cock in front of everyone, and that's a promise. Anyway, see you around, beautiful~"

Jake made sure to close the door behind him before he continued his trip around the office. The orgy was still in full swing. Within a few steps, he passed two different couples screwing on a desk and on a chair, and there was a raucous commotion happening just ahead. A gaggle of male birds had gathered around a table, and he curiously joined them to find out what was going on, only to discover that three of his coworkers were pounding their boss, Bella, with their massive cocks, relentlessly pumping and stretching her holes with throaty, feral grunts and huffs.

The males weren't just using Bella to get their rocks off, but they were deliberately going as hard and forcefully as they could to break and ruin her, to assert themselves and get back at the one bird in the office that bossed them around all day and could fire them at the drop of a hat. Yet, their superior didn't mind the intentionally rough treatment at all. On the contrary, she thrived on the ferocious gang-bang, cumming and clenching vigorously around the fat schlongs in her ass and cunt while her face was smudged with runny mascara and molten with mindless bliss. Her exuberant ecstasy electrified Jake, his cock twitching and tensing hard as he pondered joining the horny males to pump a clutch into the office's top bitch, but he dismissed the idea and slipped away not a moment later when he realized that he'd be the last in a very long line.

Besides, the green parrot was still looking for his crush. Even more so when he stumbled across another couple on the floor. Completely detached from the lewd, horny mayhem around them, the two lovebirds had only eyes and ears for each other, showering each other with wet kisses and breathy declarations of undying love while the male plowed his partner's pussy with deep, forceful thrusts and swinging, slapping balls. The energy of their passionate lovemaking was intoxicating. Their movements flowed like they were parts of the same perfect machine, as they didn't just use each other to selfishly quench their own lust, but because they were addicted to each other's pleasure, working together to reach the most magnificent orgasm.

Jake sighed as he watched what he wished for himself, and his chest tightened when the male bird on the ground finally erupted with an impassioned cry of joy. His heavy sack clenched and contracted vigorously as he stuffed his mate with wet, audible spurts of seed, swelling her receptive womb with another virile load. Although he was cumming so hard that he almost passed out, his eyes rolled back and his arms and legs trembling, he didn't stop thrusting, and once the first brunt of his climax passed, he went into overdrive, hammering her and nutting inside her at the same time until his cum came gushing back out of her stretched, bred pussy. "I love you, Ginny! I love you, love you, love you so much!"

"Fuck, yes! I love you too, Finn! I love you so, so much!" the hen squealed back, her beak wide open as she joined her mate in his mighty orgasm. Her whole body shook with bliss as she hugged him close, stroked his back, entangled his beak with hers, kissing, loving, mating, breeding with her true love with pure passion.

After staring at the rapturous couple for another moment, the green parrot finally looked up and let his gaze wander across the rest of the office. He had been almost everywhere by now, but still no sign of Clara. He started to doubt that she was in the office, contemplating searching for other openings and opportunities among his colleagues when a flash of red struck his eye. He had been tricked before, but the sliver of crimson still made his heart pound and he moved toward it with cautious hope.

This time, Jake finally found who he had been looking for, because there she was! Clara was resting on a couch between two potted palms like the goddess of love, Aphrodite, herself, and she looked like Maya after he had been done with her in the meeting room, drenched from head to talon with cum, visibly stuffed and swollen with seed while globs of gooey white drooled from her plump, reddened pussy and her gaped asshole. It seemed like a dozen of his colleagues had run a train on her, only to leave her behind in a puddle of spunk like a used, discarded condom. Yet, as with the other red-feathered hen, the sight got him so excited that he almost tripped as he walked toward her, and he took a deep breath before he asked as casually as he could, "Hey, Clara. What are you doing here, all alone on the couch?"

Putting on the biggest smile he could muster, the emerald green parrot continued walking even as Clara flinched and turned around. She seemed surprised to see him, and it took her a moment to reply with a stammer, "H-hey, Jake. Don't mind me, I'm just chilling."

"That sounds neat," Jack said, licking his beak before he asked, "Mind if I join you?"

Clara looked at him for another stunned moment. Then she shook her head with an excited smile. "Not at all! At least if all this mess doesn't bother you."

A naughty shiver raced through Jake as he took in the sight of the soaked red bird. She was easily the hottest hen he had seen today. "Oh, that's perfectly fine. After all, the whole office is a mess at the moment," he chuckled and settled on the couch beside her, casually sliding his arm around her shoulders.

"That's true," Clara giggled, looking him up and down like a delicious piece of cake before she asked, "Say, you wanna make the mess even bigger?"

There was a loud, heated orgy going on around them, everyone was screwing everyone else, yet the hen's suggestion dumbfounded Jake more than it should have. He stared at her with an open beak and huge eyes for a few thumping heartbeats, almost as if he couldn't believe her offer. Then he nodded and gasped, "I'd love to!"

"Then come here and get to it, big boy," Clara replied, a thrilled shiver racing through her drenched plumage.

Jake immediately took her up on the invitation and turned toward her, carefully climbing on top of the beautiful red parrot. So close to her, he couldn't avoid teasing her with his huge, swollen dong as it kept rubbing and grinding against her thighs while he got into position and aligned himself with her loose, thoroughly-fucked pussy. He hesitated when his massive, pre-leaking tip pressed against her entrance, his immense girth making her look incredibly tight in comparison, but before he could ask her if she was ready, she moaned, "Put it in already and fuck me, Jake."

Clara's eagerness was infectious, and Jake's beak lit up with a keen smile as he wrapped his arms around her back, pulled her against his chest, and thrust inside her with gentle force. Her soft, wet folds embraced him like a loving hug, tightly enveloping his huge tip and girth as he delved deeper into her tight, wet channel to claim some wonderfully sloppy seconds. With every inch he glided inside her, more of her hot, sticky girl juices and the gooey, milky loads of her previous partners spilled from her slit, and a deep, guttural cry of joy escaped her beak when he finally bottomed out against her cervix.

"Fuck, you're so hot, Clara," Jake groaned, savoring the hen's heavenly cunt for a moment before he moved his face closer to her. Peering deep into her beautiful eyes, he wondered if he could kiss her when she beat him to it, reeling him in like a fish to lock beaks with him.

Invited into a passionate kiss, the male indulged his partner with no further hesitation. He slipped his tongue into her mouth while pulling back his hips with a lustful groan, extracting a few inches of his fat, throbbing cock meat before he shoved it in again, and again with slow, gentle thrusts. He didn't want to rush the fun. Not with her. He wanted her to enjoy it as much as he did, and she rewarded him for his tender, yet thorough affection with hearty moans of bliss.

Jake soon lost himself in Clara's sweet, bawdy song of pleasure, and he naturally picked up the pace as he was overcome by his burning desire for the beautiful hen, eager for more of her squeals of joy and the divine, powerful contractions of her pussy around his cock. Deeper, harder, and ever faster, he pumped her with every last inch of his giant, throbbing fuck meat, stretching her out and knocking against the entrance of her womb to coax out rapturous cries of bliss from her cute beak and a wet, noisy sloshing from her cream-filled belly.

The hen's cries and Jake's grunts were soon joined by heavy, rhythmic claps as he thrust so fast that his swollen, dangling nuts slapped against her feathered backside, making it bounce and jiggle in a constant reminder of the big, virile stuffing to come. The lewd noise also attracted the attention of some of their coworkers. A handful of birds gathered around the couch to watch the spectacle as the most hung member of staff plowed his crush with growing, overflowing ardor, but none of them dared join as he tightened his hug around Clara and claimed her all to himself in another deep, passionate kiss.

The kiss wouldn't last, though, as Clara broke away and tossed back her head, squealing, "Ah, Jake, keep going! I'm about to cum."

The hen's words fueled Jake's burning lust like pure gasoline. "Oh, fuck yes!" he groaned, tightening his hug around her to drill her with every last ounce of his strength. "Cum for me, Clara! Let it all out!"

Clara responded with a high-pitched, guttural cry of joy, rearing up and clutching him against her soft, downy chest as she erupted into an explosive orgasm. Her face melted with pure bliss, and her pussy burst into powerful contractions, clenching and convulsing around his huge, swollen cock with an insatiable desire for a load that wasn't ready quite yet.

Still, the red bird's intense climax and the heavenly cock massage that came with it riled Jake up like nothing else, and it was time to change things up, as their current position wasn't enough anymore.  "Ah, Clara, I— I need more. Just keep clenching like that while I…" he moaned into her ear, only for his words to twist into a strained grunt as he yanked his rod out of her flexing cunt, got up on his knees, and grabbed her ankles, folding her legs back over her head. Then he got back on top of her, pinning her down with the full weight of his torso as he drove his fuck meat back balls-deep into her twitching pussy, claiming her before her orgasm could fade.

Face to face once more, peering deep into Clara's eyes, only a heartbeat passed before Jake pulled her into another deep, sloppy kiss. Muffling her moans with his tongue, he took full advantage of his new position, showing her the benefits of a proper mating press as he plowed her gushing cunt with twice the speed and twice the fervor. His reward was an even more intense orgasm from the hen, her entire body shaking with bliss and her insides tightening in an exuberant frenzy, massaging every inch of his fuck meat with rolling, rippling contractions.

The woman's orgasm wouldn't last forever, but Jake kept thrusting even as it subsided, continuing to rut her in a horny rush to make sure that she came again, and again, and again with as little downtime between her bouts of bliss as possible. All the while, a telling tension kept building in his loins, his own climax approaching as he carried his partner from high to high. His thrusts soon grew more desperate, his groans became heavier, more strained, and dripping with pent-up desire, and he finally groaned, "Ah, Clara. I'm getting close."

His announcement alone was enough to catapult Clara into another magnificent climax, and she screamed, "Yes! YES! Fuck, Jake, I love you so much!"

Enveloped by a new flurry of contractions and hit by words he wasn't prepared for, Jake didn't last another second. "Oh fuck, Clara," he gasped, his eyes rolling back into his head as he ended his relentless pounding with one last, forceful thrust. Clutching the hen against his chest, he hilted his gargantuan cock inside her before he erupted with a groan as powerful and primal as rumbling thunder. "Clara, you— I— I love you too." 

Jake's rod started pulsing and flexing as furiously as his heavy, drooping nuts, everything working together to churn up a massive load, and not a second later, he squirted the first rope of hot, virile seed inside her with a wet, audible spurt, painting her cervix and inundating her whole channel. The next squirt followed just a heartbeat later, and he came so hard that the individual spurts merged together into one constant flood, continuing to inflate her already bloated womb with ounce after ounce of his thick, virile cum. 

Although already swollen from her previous escapades, the productive male easily doubled the size of his partner's belly until she looked like she was carrying a clutch of six, and he still had more to give. Soon, she was so full that her belly pressed against his midriff and her own thighs, forcing her legs apart through its sheer size, but he was still not done. Rope after rope, he filled her pussy until she couldn't take any more, until it all washed back out, soaking their plumage and seeping into the upholstery, spurting and splattering everywhere until it was so much that it spilled over the edge of the couch.

Not that Jake noticed any of the mess he was making. He was completely absorbed by his orgasm, waves of pure bliss washing through his mind and sweeping away his thoughts until he couldn't tell up from down or left from right. His climax seemingly lasted forever, as time and space lost their meaning, and Clara became the sole focus of his overflowing love and lust, from her blissful cries and squeals of joy, her warm, soft body in his hold, and her heavenly, clenching cunt milking his cock to her lovely, shapely beak as he made out with her throughout their shared high. This was as close to perfection as he had ever been, and even when their mutual orgasm inevitably faded, nothing could wipe the beatific smile off his beak.

"Wow, that was incredible. I don't think I've ever come that hard," the green parrot sighed and gave Clara another swift kiss on the beak. He did pause, though, when he spotted the frown on her face and noticed her utterly swollen, inflated belly. "You alright, Clara? It wasn't too much, I hope?"

The red-feathered hen looked at him for a breathless moment, then she shook her head and said, "No, it was just perfect." She licked her beak, gnashed it, hesitating for another second. "About that thing you said when you came… remember that?"

Jake nodded, his heart thumping in his chest as he responded with a confident smile, "Yes. Yes, I do, and before you ask, I meant it, too."

Clara gulped, a smile growing on her beak as well. "Y-you do?"

"Yes. I couldn't stop thinking about you ever since we first met in the office and after this… I don't know how else to put it, but I love you, Clara," Jake admitted.

"Oh, this is the best day of my life. I— I love you too, Jake," Clara responded and wrapped both hands around his head to pull him into another deep tongue kiss. This time, it not only dripped with drool and lust but also with burning, passionate love. "You're the cutest, hottest, kindest guy I've ever met."

"And you're the most beautiful parrot in the entire office," Jake cooed, the wings of a thousand butterflies fluttering in his chest.

"Even right now, with all that sweat and cum on my feathers?" Clara asked.

"I mean, who doesn't love their sweets glazed?" Jake chuckled, giving the hen a playful lick across the cheek before he tapped the tip of his beak against hers. "Besides, that's just how it goes if your office devolves into a giant orgy, isn't it?"

"I guess that's one way to put it," Clara giggled and turned her head. "Oh fuck, you see that?"

Following his partner's gaze, Jake realized that their impassioned fuck had inspired the other parrots to succumb to their desires once again and get it on with each other, continuing the orgy on the floor, desks, and tables around them. "Looks like the fun's not over yet."

"Far from it," Clara agreed. "So how about you start moving your cute ass again and pump another load inside me, big boy?"

"Gladly. Gonna give you as many as you want, gorgeous~" the green parrot purred. "Love you."

"Love you, too." Once again, Clara tapped her beak against Jake's. Then she parted her lips and entangled him in another deep tongue kiss while he began to move his hips again, plowing her stuffed, overflowing pussy with hard, thorough thrusts as if he had never stopped. However, it felt different than before. No longer were they just two horny colleagues fucking in a free-for-all orgy, but they were mating like two lovebirds, and definitely breeding too, judging by the sheer amount of virile seed he had pumped into his partner's womb. Not to mention the loads that were yet to come, because he had a feeling that they would still be going long after the main orgy had ended, deep, deep into the night.