[SDJS-367] Office Worker’s Secret Desires Unleashed: Intense Massage Leads to Wild Encounter

The office is dead quiet after hours, but the air in the general affairs department is thick with something else entirely. Mutsumi, the new mid-career hire with those serious glasses still perched on her nose, is trying to focus on a spreadsheet, but her boss has other plans. He’s got her pinned against the filing cabinet, his hands roaming under her crisp white blouse while his mouth devours hers in a sloppy, wet kiss that leaves strands of saliva connecting their lips. She’s trembling, a former virgin who’s never felt anything like this—every touch is electric, every groan from his throat making her clit throb. He whispers filthy things about how hard she works, how she deserves a proper reward, and before she knows it, he’s on his knees, yanking her skirt up and burying his face between her thighs. His tongue is relentless, lapping at her pussy until she’s dripping, her moans echoing off the sterile office walls. She can’t believe this is happening at her desk, but when his fingers join his mouth, curling inside her and hitting that sweet spot, she’s already coming undone, her body arching off the chair as she soaks his chin.

They move to the break room couch, and now there’s another colleague joining in—a threesome that has Mutsumi’s head spinning. One man has her bent over, his cock slamming into her from behind in rough, deep strokes that make her see stars, while the other feeds her his length, her mouth stretched wide around him. The sweat is pouring off all of them, skin slapping together in a rhythm that’s pure piston sex, hard and fast. Her glasses fog up, but she doesn’t care; she’s lost in the sensation of being filled in both holes, their hands groping her tits, pinching her nipples until she cries out. They’re talking dirty, calling her a good little office lady who takes it all, and she’s nodding frantically, her pussy clenching around the cock pounding her from behind. The room smells like sex and sweat, and every thrust sends jolts through her body, building her up to another screaming orgasm that has her squirting all over the couch—a gush of wetness that surprises even her, marking her first time like this.

They don’t let up, flipping her onto her back for a full-blown massage sex session that turns into a relentless fuck. One man is kneading her thighs, working her over like she’s putty, while the other drives into her, his hips pistoning against her so hard the couch creaks. She’s a mess of saliva and cum, her hair matted to her forehead, but she’s begging for more, her legs wrapped around him to take him deeper. They’re taking turns now, filling her up until she’s dripping from both holes, and when the first man pulls out to spray his load across her stomach, the second is already pushing in, keeping her on that edge. It’s intense, sweaty, and so fucking hardcore—Mutsumi’s mind is blank except for the pleasure, her body used and worshipped in ways she never imagined. By the end, she’s collapsed between them, covered in their mess, her pussy still throbbing from the pounding, and she knows she’ll never look at the office the same way again.