By Cincinnatus ([email protected])
Copyright © 2007
Story Codes (nosex)
Leo just smiled at Alana as he started to shut down the computer. The young woman surveyed the room from where she sat slouched in her chair. The four of them were naked, their bodies covered in drying sweat, pussies and cock covered with moisture. Four sets of clothes were strewn about the room haphazardly, paying testament to the spontaneous way they had been shed. Alana searched for her own clothes, finding her blouse, skirt, and bra in a pile at one end of the table, where Beth and Leo had removed them, and her panties at the other end, where Corrine had tossed them aside. She sighed, not wanting to think about going home. She thought about what Beth said, sleeping where she was; just curling up under a blanket. In her current well-fucked state, she could sleep anywhere. She watched Leo as he started to dress, sighing as he pulled his boxers up over his cock. She remembered the feeling of that cock sliding in and out of her. Then over an hour of sex and all the water she had had to drink before work ended hit her bladder. She sighed yet again as she got up to go to the bathroom, heading toward it without even getting dressed. It only seemed like clothes would ruin the glow that sex had spread through her body, and she flounced a bit when she noticed the others watching.
"Potty," she said in simple explanation, as she exited the room stark naked. "I hope no-one else stayed late," she said to herself as she moved through the corridors to the bathroom. "If anyone did, they'd know what we were doing, the way Beth screamed." The thought of Beth's screaming orgasm brought a small, self-satisfied smile to her face, as she remembered that it was her mouth and fingers that made Beth scream.
She walked back to the conference room a little bit quicker that she had left; she was a bit more self conscious. The toilet paper had removed some of her sexual glow as it gave a glimpse of how sore she was going to be the next day--or three. As she reentered the conference room, she asked herself how she could have missed the strong aroma of sex in it before. Her three partners were in various stages of redressing: Leo was tying his shoes, while his wife had donned her skirt and was fitting her red lace push-up bra onto her large breasts. Corrine was pulling her skirt back on over her cotton panties.
"What was that music you had in?" she asked Leo as she started to collect her clothes.
"Blue Man Group," he replied as he stood up. "I'm going to get something to clean the table," he announced as he left the room.
"Blue Man Group," Alana repeated to herself as she started to fit her own bra on. "Never heard of them."
Beth had just gotten her shirt on, and was looking at Alana. "Stop for a moment," she said to Alana.
"Why?"
"You're a very pretty girl. I just want to take a moment to look at you."
"You like looking at girls?"
"I like looking at everyone."
"I like looking at girls," Corrine added, coming over dressed, her sports bra and hose in her hands and her erect nipples visible through her shirt.
Alana suddenly felt self conscious, the glow that had made her bounce on the way to the bathroom all but gone. "I'm not pretty, I'm fat," she said softly.
"You're curvy, like me," Beth replied, smiling.
Corrine noticed Alana looking at her slim frame, and shook her head. "You don't want to be like me. My doctor says I need to gain weight. Plus I have no boobs. Even lesbians want nice boobs." She dropped her things and mashed her small tits with her hands for effect.
"You have nice tits," Alana said.
"So do you," Corrine said back. "I like your tits. I could kiss them all night." She reached out and cupped Alana's lace covered breasts, wrapping her small hands around their shape. Alana's moan was caught short as Corrine bent down to kiss the young woman gently. They kissed for a few moments, and then Corrine stepped back.
"That's something that's missing from this," Beth said to Alana. "The kissing and cuddling afterwards."
Alana smiled at Beth, then, boldly stepping forward, pulled the older woman's head down to share a kiss. Leo returned to the room to find Alana and his wife finishing a soft, open mouthed kiss, a happy smile on both their faces. He simply smiled, set down the cleaning products on the table, and pulled Alana up on her tip toes so he could kiss her. As he did, Corrine and Beth shared their own kiss, the four of them paired off and enjoying the bond they had created. Leo ended the round with a tender, loving kiss with his wife, leaving her breathless as Corrine and Alana looked on.
Once the kissing was done, Leo, Beth, and Corrine started to wipe the large table down, cleaning up the several puddles of sexual essence. Alana pulled her skirt and blouse on, leaving her top unbuttoned as she collected her shorts and sandals.
"Sorry I couldn't help. You finished before I was dressed," she said, but Leo dismissed her with a wave of his hand.
"You got the biggest work out of us all," he explained.
"Actually, I think you did," Corrine teased him.
He simply shrugged and smiled as the four of them exited the room, Beth switching off the lights.
They collected the rest of their things and made their way to their vehicles, all four in a different one, since Beth had met Leo at work. They said simple goodbyes, Leo and Beth sharing another long kiss the way married couples do, then they all drove off.
Alana drove home in a daze. It was just starting to sink in that she had spent over an hour having wild sex with not one, or two, but three other people. Two of which were married to each other. She had had sex with women (two of them), giving and receiving. She had screwed her own brains out on a man, before he filled her with his semen. She remembered Beth greedily licking Leo's cum out of her; just one of many things she had never dreamt of doing.
She got home and let herself into her apartment. She ignored her usual evening ritual and the early hour, stripping her clothes off and collapsing on her bed. She checked the date on her phone, confirming it was Friday and she didn't have to get up the next morning before climbing underneath the covers naked, forgoing her usual oversized t-shirt. She was asleep in moments, a happy warmth seeping out from her center, dreaming of sex.
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