Chapter 4. The Company's Busty Secretary

The Company's Busty Secretary.

[Threesome Affair]

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Being a subordinate employee at this Juice Processing Company didn't imply I was that mean. Though my work wasn't that great–serving the staff, it meant I had to interact with everyone working at the company, regardless the rank.

Throughout the day, I get to see plenty of bubbly girls, and that keeps my day delightful, especially when serving the senior staff.

Nevertheless, beside the uncountable gorgeous girls encircling me in every serving port, I have this favourite girl–Lolita.

Lolita is the exceptional girl, however, a busty secretary at the same company. She's curved like any other breathtaking woman–from her bulging breasts– characterized by enormous buttocks that she's not afraid of bragging about.

Moreover, she has a long, silk–black, curled hair and green eyes to match with her golden face. She's well curved to balance her meaty buttocks with her eye–catching front bumpers, separated by a thin, sport–like waist.

If you know how a s*xy girl looks like, then you won't be wrong to fantasize her.

Typically, my working days ended on Thursday evening. Promptly after pushing my fully–packed cart into my final port, my eyes unexpectedly locked with hers.

The chesty Lolita, wearing nothin’ than a tight, short leather dress with an inverted pyramid–cut on the front, walked past me.

Frankly, she was always the kind of bad girl–always violating half of the company rules and regulations, especially on the official dress code. However, no man–staff complained about her nasty looks, legalizing her naughtiness.

Unable to resist the smile building from within, I exhaled, “Hey, Lolita?”

Meanwhile, the sensuous, magnificent woman standing beside me turned with a smile and surveyed my cart, as I pulled it into her direction.

“Hey, Jefferson?” She responded casually, then faded her brief smile. As I was about to pour out my heart, her friend showed in, carrying a bundle of paperwork.

After examining the intimate distance between us, he ignored us and passed away, perhaps feeling envious to see me near his secret admirer.

Trying to avoid creating a scene, I pushed my trolley into my parking spot–in the basement of the company, fantasizing with the boobs I had seen upstairs.

After arranging everything's necessary, a couple of staffs entered carrying their bottles and waved at me. From a distance, I could tell they were discussing Lolita–calling her a busty secretary. After all, I had nothing to refute about her personality.

Meanwhile, I off-loaded the unused drinks, rattling the bottles as loud as I could. After a short while, everyone had left, perhaps avoiding my destructive noises.

Thankfully, I had achieved my duty. After letting out a loud relaxing sigh, a familiar, soft, sweet perfume suddenly filled the air.

Even before turning, I knew it was Lolita. Meanwhile, I spun around and satisfied my curiosity by seeing her leaning on the door–frame.

Typically, she offered a brief smile, exposing her milky–teeth. I also recognized her heavy–boobs hooked by a thin strap, though virtually exposed to the base at the front.

“Jefferson,” She began causally, hooking her slender, pink–painted nail in the opening of her seductive, red-hot lips.

Thereafter, she continued, “I know I'm a bother, but you're my only hope. Can you fetch for me a carton inside my office, please? Its weight is beyond my aptitude–”

“Sure thing!” I said, blandly, before nodding.

It wasn't easy to control my eyes from piercing into the V–shaped cut on her blouse to see her shaking boobs with each motion she made.

Subsequently, she veered around and walked away, saying, “Let me show you where it is. I'm glad you are such a great help.”

Moreover, it was challenging for me to follow her twitching butt cheeks as she walked away. She got everything that fools this gender.

Through the hallway, I had this evil thought as I admired her gleaming thighs. Beyond the supply room was her office, and here we were.

Standing beside her like an obedient servant, Lolita reached two fingers between her t*ts, and pulled a silver key, then slightly bent to unlock the door.

After parking my cart safe outside, I pursued her inside, still watching every of her move.

Her now exposed breasts were a stunning profile, and I admired licking their n*ppl*s, causing me to swallow my dry throat.

Then, she took me inside the tiny store room inside her office, my d*ck as hard as a fighting–stick.

After confirming that the door was locked, I roughly grabbed the busty secretary in my strong arms, mashed my lips against hers and pressed my chest against hers.

It was a fast beginning, however, to my surprise, she moaned, grabbed the back of my head, and scratched my hair.

Our tongues moved ferociously, then clicked as if we were in a phonetics class. Lolita's round, red–smeared lips thrust in–and–out of my slippery mouth, her meaty–chest dancing on my chest.

“Gosh, why didn't you do this a week ago? I've been waiting for you all day long!” She exhaled, trying to control her accelerating breathing pace.

Her words echoed right inside my head, answering all my doubts. No wonder she had been acting stranger lately, just like now.

Promptly, she played with my lips, sucking them in–and–out of her mouth like a talented sl*t. I wished she could blow my c*ck in the exact pace.

Now, my sweaty hands worked on her n*ppl*s–touching and squeezing them inside their cage. Then, I satisfied my long–term lust by touching her loaded–bum.

After squeezing them severally, I slid my yearning fingers beneath her dangerous short skirt, and tasted her bumpy butt with my palms.

Considering that this was her desire, I wasn't scared to find her pantyless. My hands touching skin–on–skin soft plump butt, I roughly lifted the burning babe and settled her cushion–like buttocks on the nearby table.

Meanwhile, she didn't cease playing with my lips, sucking them zealously.

“I should see your boobs!” I sniffed, eager to see what hid beneath her round chest.

Lolita stole a brief, determined glance on my shy passionate face, and smiled awkwardly. Promptly, she shoved me back with her slender fingers, and unbuttoned her blouse.

With that, she spun around and undid the straps holding her shiny bra, teasing me by shaking her buttocks before dropping her blouse to the ground. Her

My tongue joined the dropping blouse to the ground, as she spun around to show me what she had just uncovered.

“Oh, f*ck!” I groaned, promptly rushing my fingers around the round boobs inside their cage. Without hesitation, I unhooked her breast protector and squeezed them out.

I'm the kind of man who worship boobs, especially enormous ones. Her round t*ts reminded me of Victoria Heights–the previous secretary.

Frankly, I could compare her explicitness to Lolita; however, she had gone viral after caught f*ck*n’ her b*st*rd boss.

After that incident, it didn't take long before she approached me for some f*ck. That afternoon after going to a movie, I think she remembered everything until now. She was nicknamed–the princess of darkness.

Lolita's made every move familiar. Even as she dashed into my sight, cupping her waist to keep her chest wide open, I swallowed my dry throat.

“Do you like them?” She asked, literally confusing me with what she had to offer.

Meanwhile, as reluctantly stepped forward, she giggled softly, and dropped her arms sliding on her curvature. Her massive, round boobs hung right in front of me, her caramel–coated, long n*ppl*s just in my sight.

After a close examination, I realized she had a flowery–tattoo in between her t*ts, imitating their shapes from top to the base. That reminded me of Lillian–who used to caution me to handle her gigantic t*ts with care.

I didn't know about these, unless I worked on them, though. I wished I could squeeze her jugs inside my mouth before swallowing her long, round n*ppl*s.

Realizing my silence, she continued, “Would you like feeling them?”

Her hazy voice snapped me back to reality. From a distance, I could hear a photographer punching on papers, in the subsequent office.

For safety, I led her into the furthest corner of the store room before her big bum pumping on the nearby table.

Then, I run my fingers on her n*ppl*s, around her aroma and brushed them with the tip of my tongue.

“Mmm!” She moaned, suddenly facing the ceiling and smirking her lower lip.

From her previous behaviour, I knew how she liked to be s*ck*d, and how her boobs were supersensitive to my touches, so I played with her n*ppl*s inside my salivating mouth.

After lubricating them, I tongued them harder and faster, my hand toying with the base of her boobs. It wasn't long before turning them rubbery into a rock.

Meanwhile, she grabbed my head from the back and pressed me against her n*ppl*s, wanting me to swallow them further.

With that, I latched my lips again and pulled them softly, turning them into fabric. She seemed to be expecting a warm gush of ecstasy.

“S*ck me harder!” She wailed, turning her n*ppl*s into another angle inside my mouth, that she could feel the warmth inside my mouth.

Both my hands and mouth worked hand–in–hand to raise her sparkling to the ceiling. Her chest was a treasure, so I couldn't abandon any part untouched.

I s*ck*d them as ordered, thrusting them in–and–out of my mouth, each second quickening my pace. Then, I copied my erotic motion with her another longing nipple.

I watched her shudder right in front of me; however, I continued lashing my tongue on her nipple, desperately flushing them up–and–down.

Her lips sagging, she rolled her eyes and pressed me more, moaning, “F*ck me right now!”

I played with her as hard as to make her unbutton her skirt, willingly. After dashing back, I dropped my pants and lifted her on the table.

Meanwhile, Lolita pulled me into her direction and parted her legs wide, exposing her neatly–shaved c*nt, winking with lubrication.

Promptly, I moved forward and slid myself between her shaking legs, my d*ck pointed like a gun. She pulled me into her wetness, her sl*t practically open for me.

“F*ck me now!” She insisted, leaning encircling me with her legs for support.

Immediately, I gathered her legs and parted them wider, seeing her womanhood right in front of my stiff d*ck.

Gasping for air, I parted her slippery p*ssy with my fingers and pushed my d*ck inside her c*nt. With a single push, it dived as further as it could, causing her to roll her eyes.

With that, I started thrusting in–and–out of her crotch, slowly, then faster, changing the angle each second. Within a few minutes, her c*nt turned into a rim of a hole, caging my entire, long d*ck inside her.

Meanwhile, she helped me with the thrusting, pushing her enormous butt against my thighs. Lolita's boobs and *ss shivered with every thrust, churning my d*ck into her tight p*ssy.

“You have a hot p*ssy, you sl*t!” I yelled, brushing my palms on her round jugs.

I squeezed them, softly pinching her n*ppl*s between my fingers. Meanwhile, my d*ck restlessly pierced in–and–out of her meaty–hot p*ssy.

Subsequently, she gripped the edge of the table with force and involuntarily jerked her head rhythmically. Instantly, her face sparked with delight as she strangely rolled her eyes.

With a perspiration–slick face, she screamed, “Holy sh*t, I'm coming!”

Her words motivated my thrusting, shifting my pace into my final gear, f*ck*ng her like there was no tomorrow. A thud created between my thighs and her butt cheeks, my c*ck slamming into the deepest part of her crotch.

Suddenly, her warmth surpassed my d*ck's, and I groaned, “I'm coming with you, honey. I'm coming!” I clenched my teeth, ferociously breaking her p*ssy into two.

Simultaneously, her entire body shivered, starting with her legs upwards, towards her spine. Meanwhile, her jugs jumped to withstand her bouncing.

Her greasy hands locked with mine, a warm foundation shot into her c*nt, causing my legs to quiver. Boiling juices escaped my balls severally, emptying everything into her crotch, while her walls constricted to hold my cap.

Lolita's gushing p*ssy swallowed all my content. Thereafter, her slippery tunnel pushed my c*ck out, causing me to gasp severally under orgasm.

Meanwhile, I toyed with her melons, gently caressing them with my fingers. When her earthquake ecstasy was over, I pushed my d*ck again into her c*nt and slowly pierced through her slimy tunnel.

“See you next time, honey.” I exhaled, trying to control my hyperventilation.

Instead, she surveyed my d*ck and adored its length, saying, “I hope I'm the only one f*ck*n’ you, right?”

After a short pause, she added, “I hate sharing lovers with other girls.”

Her emerald green eyes shone with delight. She hadn't heard from me; however, I knew the b*tch was getting envious of my erotic moves.

Nodding, I assured, “Yeah, of course!”

Like any other man, I lied to keep this moving forward. Momentarily, I was actually thinking of meeting Mary–my hospital, red-headed sl*t that evening after work.

Mary was a big–t*ts, blessed Nurse at the nearby hospital. Undoubtedly, she was getting thirsty to s*ck my d*ck, as I toy with her big, round breasts. ***

That week, everything followed a familiar schedule: Lolita occupying me with the morning shift, while Mary taking care of the evening.

My mood got enlightened that week, as I loaded and offloaded my cart with a song and a whistle. Wearing a smile on my face, I delivered my drinks to the staff and longed for the evening.

Thankfully, the following Thursday was my off–duty day. After sleeping almost the whole day, I woke up thinking about my Mary.

Before heading to her, I called Lolita and had a wonderful lunch with her, secretly energizing myself for the coming duty.

At 4:00, I said goodbye to Lolita and headed straight to the hospital, fantasizing the entire event. Typically, I found the hospital machines beeping to save life, while I stepped past the receptionist downstairs the laundry room.

Laundry wasn't the best place for us to make memories, however, considering the time, it was the only deserted place. That offered me enough time to interact with my Mary wherever I felt like.

After taking a staircase flight, I secretly pierced into the laundry room and surveyed the area. Meanwhile, a soft, perfumed detergent welcomed my nostrils, until I entered the storage room inside the laundry room.

To my surprise, I didn't spot Mary, but Lolita. In a while, Mary made her way in and warmly greeted Lolita. That nearly skinned me!

“Surprised, Jefferson?” Lolita asked, while I stumbled into the door and pushed the door behind me. This was my greatest surprise after lying to her that I was going home to relax.

“H–Hello… Mary, Lolita?” I vaguely replied, the shock on my face inevitable.

I wasn't prepared to deal with a heartbreak, so Lolita revealing my afternoon fantasy scared me. Unable to continue with the debate, the two babes started to unclothe themselves.

The two weighty–chest babes, naked from head to toes danced with my eyes, trying to create a contrasting column, except for their similar gigantic t*ts.

Mary was the exact contrast to Lolita, especially in features and personality. She's a round, big–blue eyes, black curled hair, and a pale–brown face. Their round, massive t*ts were identical, especially their caramel–brown n*ppl*s.

Meanwhile, Lolita smiled and explained, “You know, last week after work, I followed you here…”

After a short painful pause, she added, “Only to discover that you are my little liar.”

With that, she surveyed what I was cheating her with before landing a kiss on her red-hot lips.

Meanwhile, Mary felt a little embarrassed, but that didn't stop her from spreading her butt cheeks with her slender fingers, still nibbling her lips.

Swiftly diverting her eyes to me, she continued, “I thought I made it clear when I asked you if I was alone.”

Forcing a bitter smile, Mary raked Lolita's hair and shoved her head into her sight, forcing her lips into her mouth. Her lipstick smeared on her lips, their round melons warmly embracing each other.

My eyes enjoying their glorious nudity, I stood there and gasped, unable to come up with straight words. I wondered whether they were serious with me, or just creating a scene for me.

I think Lolita entered my thoughts and answered my doubts, saying, “Since your secret admirer as hot as I, I would like you to enjoy the farewell, too. You ain't scared of me, girlfriend, are you?”

Meanwhile, Mary surveyed Lolita's glossy lips, perhaps trying to understand what she'd just said, and smiled. I only knew things were getting serious when Mary nodded at her inquiry and pushed her kitten–red tongue to lick Lolita's red–smeared lips.

That implied Lolita's sweet revenge, as I dazedly stared at the scene grow erotic. My head swirled, thinking of how to handle two busty babes simultaneously. After all, they were sticking a long-term memory inside my brain.

With that in mind, I reached for my zip and dropped it, allowing my c*ck sprung out of its prison. Immediately, I started to stroke my hard–rock, d*ck while watching the little fling. We were creating a captivating threesome affair.

Similarly, Lolita and Mary grabbed each other's boobs, their tongues probing inside their mouths, Lolita raking Mary's hair furiously, while Mary clenching her butt cheeks.

Meanwhile, I continued fisting my c*ck, roughly. Upon seeing my reaction, Lolita ceased the kissing and shoved her little honey aside, creating a path towards my direction.

In between, she changed her thoughts, grabbed Mary's gigantic t*ts and started moulding them like clay.

Soon after, Mary moaned, pleading, “Please, s*ck my n*ppl*s!” Simultaneously, she grabbed her head from the back and pressed her mouth on them.

“Didn't you hear that? You should s*ck her t*ts!” I growled, sliding my c*ck between my fingers.

Upon hearing that, Lolita brushed her hardening n*ppl*s with her lips before pulling them into her mouth. Meanwhile, her fingers worked on the firm ball–sized melons, rolling every sensitive part of them with her talented fingertips.

Her erotic moves taking control of her senses, Mary moaned, her body quivering, “S*ck them harder!” Being a boobs–lover, those were the words I wished to hear.

Meanwhile, grabbed one of her t*ts and bounced it against her tummy, looking at me teasingly.

Thereafter, she followed it with her mouth wide open and brushed the tip of her tongue on her n*ppl*s, her palms working of its underside.

Mary's body trembled with delight, as I added my pace. Soon after, Lolita's tongue shifted to her former tit and s*ck*d it rapidly. Meanwhile, her finger slid between her crotch, making her scream with thrill.

After a long, sensuous tit–play, Mary's stomach trembled as she arched her toes to the ground. I couldn't tell what their farewell was making me feel, especially thinking of my next move.

“Your p*ssy is hot!” Lolita screamed, piercing her index finger inside her wetness.

Lolita geared her sucking, while playing with her wet–lips until she parted her legs for her penetration. Meanwhile, I felt like yanking on the b*st*rd's nipple rings.

My afternoon fantasy was frail in this b*st*rd's crazy play. She looked naive, biting her lower lip and feeling Lolita's tongue chewing her n*ppl*s like a hungry viper.

Her meaty, bubble–like n*ppl*s had turned red and pointed under the s*ck.

In a lesbian frenzy, she pushed her boobs up and down, sandwiching her tongue in between the motion until an exciting lapse crossed her clitoris.

As I stroked my d*ck furiously, my scrotum suddenly shrunk, tightening up in a thrilling expectation. The tiny room's temperature suddenly hit past hundred degrees.

“Finger–f*ck my p*ssy!” Lolita suddenly groaned, her face anticipating something stranger than an explosion.

Meanwhile, Mary's left hand worked on her breasts, while the other one pierced through her c*nt with force. Her p*ssy as warm as a furnace, she screamed, widely spreading her sl*t. With that, she joined her two fingers and coiled them inside her juicy–p*ssy, while she gasped, and shuddered.

Seeing the fascinating scene, I marvelled, “Holy f*ck!” My eyes wide–open, the two lustful babes finger f*ck*d each other in a fast-paced motion, and I copied theirs.

As they time–sensitively played with their cunts, my d*ck hardened with each stroke, admiring their bouncing melons under the motion.

In a while, their moans turned into something strange, each rolling their eyes to the ceiling. Without hesitation, Lolita sliced her p*ssy with her fingers like hell, giving her a delightful orgasm.

Messing crazily, Mary they screamed simultaneously, “F*ck me!”

Promptly, my hanged–balls jerked up, foundation of thick topes of juices boiling out of my balls. Joining them with a coarse groan, their sweat–slick bodies shivered with spasm.

Meanwhile, I saluted their crazy play with an added flavour with my right hand, while ropes spurt out of my firm c*ck.

I groaned until the last foundation formed out of my bone marrow, my girls slumping in each other's firm holds. Each boob embracing each other, their n*ppl*s delicately caressing each other in a slight motion.

Lolita was a real sl*t, a busty secretary, unfortunately, I never wanted to f*ck her perpetually without changing the taste.

Despite her beauty, after jerking, I was thinking about this new office manager–Professor Rita, who suddenly had caught my attention…

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