Bound and Burning: My Office Gangbang Confession

The conference room hums with tension. My guêpière hugs tight, pearl string grinding between slick lips. Every step sends jolts—heat builds from morning’s car frenzy. Fingers plunged deep in traffic, body arched, screams swallowed by the wheel. Now, champagne chills my veins, but core throbs hotter. Pierre grins, eyes hungry. Investors Etienne and Karl arrive, suits crisp, gazes stripping me bare. Glasses clink. Talk turns filthy. My nipples harden under silk. Heart races, pulse hammers thighs. Pierre spins me. ‘Look at this ass, these tits.’ They circle, predators scenting prey. Alcohol floods, loosens tongue. I flirt, wet, aching. He nods. I submit.

Table set center. Skirt off, blouse gone. Lace exposed, string pearls teasing clit. On all fours, space tight. Breasts spill free, legs splayed wide. Cravates bind wrists, ankles. Blindfold plunges dark. Silence deafens. Breath catches. Feather touch grazes nipple—skin erupts fire. Right, then left. Tongue flicks, nails scrape, pinches sting sweet. Ice now, cold shock on peaks. Sucked from mouth, I crave more. Hips buck empty. Begging spills: ‘Fuck me, now.’ No mercy. Tease lower. Fingers ghost labia, trace folds. Chatouilles madden. Ice burns anus—plunge, withdraw, repeat. Cold pierces gut, pleasure-pain twists. Gel heats pussy, inferno rages. Blindfold rips. Glaçon phallus in mouth, then Etienne’s scorching cock. Karl rams anus, ice in cunt. Sensations collide—freeze, blaze, stretch. I suck, grind back. Pierre watches, stroking.

Ignited Desire

Karl erupts, semen scalds chilled walls. Orgasm rips me—body convulses, throat muffled by Etienne. Switch. Karl’s spent rod in mouth, violent jet chokes. Etienne claims pussy, hammers deep, floods hot. Collapse in bonds. They free me. Cum rivers down thighs, holes gaping. Floor cool under knees. Pierre lifts, legs quake. ‘Perfect end to our fun. Be faithful to my son.’ Drive home, sticky, spent. Skin still singes. Marriage dawns two weeks later. Vows exchanged. No kids, but bliss lingers—ashes of wild fire, eternally warm.