12-05-2026, 04:05 AM
When I returned to the table after dancing, Mr. Reddy sat right next to me. He casually placed his hand on my thigh while talking. I didn’t push it away. Rahul and Sameer joined us too. They kept complimenting me non-stop — how sexy I looked in the saree, how good I smelled after dancing, how perfect my breasts and waist were. The alcohol had fully hit me by then. I was laughing freely at even their dirty jokes.
Mr. Sharma brought me another strong drink. While handing it over, his fingers deliberately brushed across my breasts. I blushed but smiled. Their touches soon became bolder. Mr. Reddy squeezed my thigh hard, moving higher under my saree. Sameer touched my bare waist and lower back. Mr. Khan leaned in and ran his fingers along my exposed armpit while I adjusted my hair. I was breathing heavier, flushed and sweaty, but I didn’t stop them.
By now most of the women had already left the party. But the few remaining ladies from the office were staring at me with shock and disapproval as these five men openly groped me in the middle of the hall. I was too drunk and high to care. I just kept giggling and letting their hands roam over my body.
Mr. Sharma noticed the ladies watching and whispering. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, ‘Let’s move to the private VIP lounge. It will be more comfortable there.’ I knew exactly what was going to happen, but I didn’t want to make it too easy for them. I stayed quiet and acted innocent.
I was quite drunk and unsteady on my feet. Mr. Sharma and Mr. Reddy helped me walk to the private lounge. They held me tightly from both sides, their hands shamelessly grabbing and squeezing my sweaty body the entire way. Mr. Sharma’s palm was cupping my ass cheek, while Mr. Reddy’s hand was wrapped around my waist, fingers digging into my soft flesh. Mr. Khan walked behind me, occasionally pressing his body against my back. I could feel their hard cocks brushing against me as they ‘supported’ me.
Once inside the private lounge and the door was locked, the real fun started…
In the lounge there were only five of us — Mr. Sharma, Mr. Reddy, Mr. Khan, Rahul and Sameer. The lights were dim. They made me sit on the big sofa between Mr. Sharma and Mr. Reddy. The conversation turned dirty very personal. They openly talked about my body, how my breasts looked in the blouse, how my waist was so inviting.
Mr. Sharma leaned in and kissed my neck. I gasped but didn’t pull away. Mr. Reddy pulled my pallu down slowly. My deep cleavage was fully exposed. He squeezed my left breast over the blouse while Mr. Sharma kissed me on the lips. I moaned into his mouth.
They took their time undressing me. First the pallu, then they untied my saree. I was standing in just my blouse and petticoat. They made me turn around slowly for them. Hands were everywhere — squeezing my ass, sucking my nipples after they opened my blouse, fingering my wet pussy.
Mr. Sharma bent me over the sofa and entered my pussy first while Mr. Reddy put his cock in my mouth. Then they took turns. Rahul and Sameer were rougher — slapping my ass hard, pulling my hair, and calling me their ‘office randi’.
Later they put me on the big table on all fours. One cock in my mouth, one in my pussy… and then Mr. Reddy started pressing his thick cock against my asshole. I panicked and tried to say I had never done anal ( I have ... But not in a long time). I was screaming, but Mr. Khan forced his cock deep into my throat, gagging me hard so I couldn’t speak or protest properly. Tears ran down my eyes as Mr. Reddy forced his cock into my tight ass in one strong push. The pain was sharp and intense. I screamed around the cock in my mouth.
At the same time Mr. Sharma was still fucking my pussy from below. I was completely stuffed — double penetrated for the first time in my life. The feeling was overwhelming. They held me down firmly and started thrusting together. The pain slowly mixed with a strange, full pleasure and I started cumming uncontrollably. They kept rotating — one always in my ass, one in my pussy, and one gagging my mouth. I felt like a complete slut, used in every hole at the same time.
They fucked me like this for a long time ..
Tears were coming from my eyes but my body was cumming again and again.
They rotated like this for a long time. All five of them fucked me in every hole. Rahul and Sameer were the roughest — slapping my ass hard and calling me their office slut while pounding my ass.
By the end I was covered in cum from head to toe. Mr. Sharma came inside my pussy twice and promised me the promotion and 40% hike while he was fucking me.”
Mr. Sharma brought me another strong drink. While handing it over, his fingers deliberately brushed across my breasts. I blushed but smiled. Their touches soon became bolder. Mr. Reddy squeezed my thigh hard, moving higher under my saree. Sameer touched my bare waist and lower back. Mr. Khan leaned in and ran his fingers along my exposed armpit while I adjusted my hair. I was breathing heavier, flushed and sweaty, but I didn’t stop them.
By now most of the women had already left the party. But the few remaining ladies from the office were staring at me with shock and disapproval as these five men openly groped me in the middle of the hall. I was too drunk and high to care. I just kept giggling and letting their hands roam over my body.
Mr. Sharma noticed the ladies watching and whispering. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, ‘Let’s move to the private VIP lounge. It will be more comfortable there.’ I knew exactly what was going to happen, but I didn’t want to make it too easy for them. I stayed quiet and acted innocent.
I was quite drunk and unsteady on my feet. Mr. Sharma and Mr. Reddy helped me walk to the private lounge. They held me tightly from both sides, their hands shamelessly grabbing and squeezing my sweaty body the entire way. Mr. Sharma’s palm was cupping my ass cheek, while Mr. Reddy’s hand was wrapped around my waist, fingers digging into my soft flesh. Mr. Khan walked behind me, occasionally pressing his body against my back. I could feel their hard cocks brushing against me as they ‘supported’ me.
Once inside the private lounge and the door was locked, the real fun started…
In the lounge there were only five of us — Mr. Sharma, Mr. Reddy, Mr. Khan, Rahul and Sameer. The lights were dim. They made me sit on the big sofa between Mr. Sharma and Mr. Reddy. The conversation turned dirty very personal. They openly talked about my body, how my breasts looked in the blouse, how my waist was so inviting.
Mr. Sharma leaned in and kissed my neck. I gasped but didn’t pull away. Mr. Reddy pulled my pallu down slowly. My deep cleavage was fully exposed. He squeezed my left breast over the blouse while Mr. Sharma kissed me on the lips. I moaned into his mouth.
They took their time undressing me. First the pallu, then they untied my saree. I was standing in just my blouse and petticoat. They made me turn around slowly for them. Hands were everywhere — squeezing my ass, sucking my nipples after they opened my blouse, fingering my wet pussy.
Mr. Sharma bent me over the sofa and entered my pussy first while Mr. Reddy put his cock in my mouth. Then they took turns. Rahul and Sameer were rougher — slapping my ass hard, pulling my hair, and calling me their ‘office randi’.
Later they put me on the big table on all fours. One cock in my mouth, one in my pussy… and then Mr. Reddy started pressing his thick cock against my asshole. I panicked and tried to say I had never done anal ( I have ... But not in a long time). I was screaming, but Mr. Khan forced his cock deep into my throat, gagging me hard so I couldn’t speak or protest properly. Tears ran down my eyes as Mr. Reddy forced his cock into my tight ass in one strong push. The pain was sharp and intense. I screamed around the cock in my mouth.
At the same time Mr. Sharma was still fucking my pussy from below. I was completely stuffed — double penetrated for the first time in my life. The feeling was overwhelming. They held me down firmly and started thrusting together. The pain slowly mixed with a strange, full pleasure and I started cumming uncontrollably. They kept rotating — one always in my ass, one in my pussy, and one gagging my mouth. I felt like a complete slut, used in every hole at the same time.
They fucked me like this for a long time ..
Tears were coming from my eyes but my body was cumming again and again.
They rotated like this for a long time. All five of them fucked me in every hole. Rahul and Sameer were the roughest — slapping my ass hard and calling me their office slut while pounding my ass.
By the end I was covered in cum from head to toe. Mr. Sharma came inside my pussy twice and promised me the promotion and 40% hike while he was fucking me.”
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