That night, my long-awaited desire was finally fulfilled. I had managed to get my hands on Masami, the wife of our department manager, whom I had been eyeing for a long time.
Masami, who joined the company at the same time as me and was known for being the most beautiful woman in the office, married our manager a year ago. Many male employees, including myself, were shocked. However, opportunities come to those who wait. One day, during a departmental drinking party, I didn’t miss a small remark our manager made.
“Recently, I’ve been so stressed with work that I can’t get it up.”
That one line sparked an idea. I proposed a plan to my colleagues Y and S, and they eagerly agreed. The plan was simple. We would continue drinking at the manager’s house and, somewhat forcefully, the three of us would crash at his place.
At the house, we were greeted by Masami, who was wearing a pink blouse and a mini skirt. Following the plan, we slipped a sleeping pill into the manager’s drink, and once he was asleep, our private party with Masami began. We reminisced about the old days, and time passed pleasantly, but our objective was singular.
“Hey, Masami, the manager has asked us to do something.”
When I broached the topic, Masami looked uneasy.
“The manager is worried because you haven’t been having sex recently. He even suspects you might be having an affair.”
“I haven’t cheated on him!”
Masami replied firmly, but we just smiled.
“Words are easy. We’ll have to conduct a little test.”
We tied Masami’s wrists behind her back, blindfolded her, and carried her to the bedroom. Despite her resistance, we ignored her protests and began to tease her. Y licked her nape and earlobes, S groped her breasts over her blouse, and I sucked on each of her toes. Masami’s body started to respond despite her initial resistance.
Her moans grew louder, and her body trembled with sensitivity. Y unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra, revealing her ample 90cm breasts. S licked her nipples while lightly biting them. I was mesmerized by her legs as I held them down.
“Stop it, or I’ll scream.”
“If you want to, go ahead. After all, the manager gave us permission.”
Bluffing like this, I continued,
“However, if you end up enjoying this, we’ll report to the manager that you’re indeed cheating.”
Following our pre-discussed roles, Y focused on her nape, S on her upper body, and I on her lower body. Y licked her nape and ears, S groped her breasts through her blouse but soon lost patience, roughly unbuttoning it and tearing off her bra to suck on her large breasts.
Meanwhile, I held down her struggling legs and sucked on each of her toes. At first, Masami desperately resisted, but soon her moans grew louder, and her body responded with shudders. Confident in our skills with women, we had planned to take our time, but Masami’s body was so exquisite that we struggled to maintain control.
Masami’s moans became louder, and her nipples were fully erect. We set up the video and camera, brightened the room, and prepared ourselves.
When the time seemed right, I grabbed Masami’s ankles and spread her legs wide, revealing her soaked pink panties.
“Hey, Masami, you’re wetting yourself.”
“Don’t look!”
Her voice had become sultry, a stark contrast to her earlier defiance.
“These are soiled. We’ll need to change them…”
With that, I pulled down her panties in one swift motion.
Holding her by the back of her knees, I spread her legs again, revealing her glistening pink pussy.
“It’s already darkened from use. How many men have you been with?”
I taunted.
“That’s not true! I’ve only been with my husband.”
Masami cried out in tears. This seemed genuine, making the conquest even more satisfying.
“Then let us examine you inside.”
I inserted two fingers and moved them around. Her insides were tight.
Perhaps…
While I focused on her pussy, S and Y intensified their attacks. S, unable to wait, forced his tongue into Masami’s mouth for a deep kiss, while Y squeezed her breasts and bit her erect nipples.
The plan was to make Masami climax several times before fully enjoying her. We weren’t about to lose.
Applying the prepared aphrodisiac inside her pussy, I began the finishing touches. With my thumb on her clitoris, two fingers in her pussy, and my left hand massaging her anus, I assaulted her on three fronts.
“Oh no, I’m going to die, please stop.”
With a cry, Masami’s body convulsed and she climaxed, then fainted.
Ignoring her unconscious state, we resumed our attack.
“I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to cum again.”
After countless orgasms, I taunted,
“Masami, you must be cheating. You’re enjoying it with men other than the manager.”
“I swear I’m not cheating. But it feels so good. Please forgive me.”
“Alright. If you can make us feel as good as you did, we’ll keep this a secret.”
“Yes, I understand. What should I do?”
Eagerly, I responded,
“First, suck all of us off. Satisfy us.”
Already aroused, Masami naturally took me into her mouth. Alternating between me and Y, S, unable to wait any longer, began licking her pussy from behind, grasping her breasts with both hands.
He signaled his intent, and I nodded in approval.
“Masami, I’m going to fuck your pussy now. Beg me to do it.”
“Please, fuck my pussy.”
She was completely compliant.
“Now, beg me to fuck you from behind.”
“Please, fuck my pussy from behind.”
As soon as she said that, S lifted her hips and thrust into her from behind. Masami shuddered with shock and pleasure, crying out.
“This is incredible. She’s only known the manager at 24, and yet…”
S savored the sensation, moving slowly inside her. I grabbed her hair and deep-throated her.
“I can’t hold it any longer.”
S said, and I replied,
“The pill should have taken effect by now. It’s safe to come inside.”
With that, S’s thrusts intensified, and I deepened my strokes. We both came inside Masami, who climaxed and fainted.
“What about me?”
Y asked.
“Sorry, sorry.”
We stepped back from Masami. Y wiped her body with a wet towel, waking her up.
“Please forgive me. I beg you.”
Masami pleaded.
“Hey, I haven’t finished yet. Suck me off.”
Y said, positioning Masami to take him into her mouth and began roughly fondling her breasts. S continued taking photos while I prepared for the next phase. Moving behind Masami, I applied cream to her anus, inserting fingers to loosen her up.
Once three fingers could enter, I asked,
“Masami, is this hole a virgin?”
“What do you mean?”
Y answered when he pulled out.
“You’ll see.”
Y lay on his back,
“Masami, beg me to fuck you from below.”
“Please, fuck me from below.”
She complied.
“Now put me inside yourself.”
Masami straddled Y, slowly lowering herself onto his erection. He squeezed her breasts in time with her movements.
“Oh, yes, don’t, I’ll die.”
Masami moaned.
“Masami, which do you prefer, the manager’s or mine?”
Y asked.
“I can’t say.”
“What? You’re still holding back? How about this?”
Y grinded her aggressively. Masami couldn’t resist,
“It feels so good, Y’s is better than my husband’s.”
“Can I join in?”
I asked.
“Sure, take any hole you want.”
“Thanks.”
I aimed for her virgin anus. Ready, I positioned her on Y’s stomach and thrust into her anus.
“Ah!”
Surprised by the unexpected intrusion, Masami screamed.
“No, don’t put it in such a dirty place.”
“It’s not dirty. You’ll come to like it.”
Moving slowly, Y matched my rhythm.
“How is it, Masami? Two cocks inside you must feel incredible.”
“It feels strange, I’ll go crazy. Please stop.”
“Go crazy. You’re our toy now. Regret being born a woman. Swear to us that you’ll be our slave forever, available anytime, anywhere.”
“I can’t.”
Masami resisted. Y squeezed her breasts and grinded her aggressively while I thrusted deeply. Masami cried out,
“I swear, I’ll be your slave. Please, fuck me anytime, anywhere.”
She fainted as we both came inside her.
We continued to enjoy her body until morning, setting up future encounters. With video and photos as leverage, Masami would remain our secret pleasure.