Sex Stories novel Chapter 44

Late again, Denis ran to the office. There was no one. Only in the boss's cubicle did he hear a whisper. He realized that Anton Makarovich and Nastya were there.

Turning his head, he saw them both on the table in pose 69: a heavy male body, belly down, completely covering the fragile bones of the little woman; Makarovich poked out from under his ass Nastya's face, or rather her mouth, completely filled with his penis and his balls. Nastya herself moaned, either from his heaviness and inability to swallow air, or from her pleasure: the boss licked her passionately and methodically between her legs.

Denis froze and kept watching the orgy of two ugly people. But this did not seem disgusting to him, on the contrary, he began to get excited, he wanted to join.

It doesn't matter where his penis sticks, in Nastya's mouth or Anton Makarovich's spot, just to please the 'friend'. He himself did not notice how he remained naked, as he was jerking for 5 minutes: the barrel was getting harder and hotter and his head was slippery.

Nastya took his penis out of her mouth with her hands and then spread his boss's buttocks with her hands. Her tongue turned into a scarlet serpent that, hissing, began to grasp Anton's point. Then she stared at Denis with furious eyes: “Go home, boy. Go away…"

"Little one. Go home to sleep! "

Denis opened his eyes. Oksana was standing in front of him in a colorful robe, which barely covered her pussy.

"Hello, Oksanita."

"What am I to you ‘Oksanita’? I am Oksana Valerievna to you. I'll prepare a mint bath."

Sitting up to his ears in foam and smelling mint herbs, Denis tried to recall snippets of the dream and Oksana and Nadia's kitchen conversations about Nastya. Who is she? Who is the boss and why was he so attracted and at the same time repulsed? Examining the bottles and jars in the bathroom, he saw shampoos disguised as sex toys, a silicone vagina, a gag, and anal beads.

"Do you want to play?" Oksana entered and threw one of the phallus-imitators into the water.

"Who is Nastya?"

"Oh Lord. Another suicide bomber. Come out, I'll tell you with the tea."

From the conversation, Denis learned that Nastya belongs to a family living abroad. Anton Makarovich brought her to the company on vacation, helped her with her citizenship and registration. The most surprising thing is that Nastya is 49 years old and she is a virgin.

“He hugs her like this to the delight of his eyes. He never touched her, but he didn't give her to others either. A manager was knocking down wedges here, so the fishermen found this poor guy in the hole in the spring."

"And why doesn't she have a drop in her pension?"

“You're kidding… Anton's wife caught her — the sloth doesn’t fuck, but with Nastya he rests his soul, he has conversations that save his life. In the early days, when she first appeared, the woman walked like a woman. She was very intelligent, upright, and confident. So the boss's wife dragged her into her office and for two hours she cursed her wings. Since then she has been a mouse. And anyway, not a single dog can safely walk past her. The dysfunction is terrible, and the men next to her, like hamsters in shorts, are done.

She spent the summer in the labor field. Denis finally joined in, periodically fucking Nadia in her car and Oksana in her apartment full of wooden cocks. The day came when Makarovych gathered everyone in the restaurant for his anniversary. His wife was there too. The woman is horrible. Her silicone lips are like two worms that want to be eaten by a penis.

Lush breasts, the ass to dissolve, lick it and plant it on the tonsils. Denis recalled that this woman did not reject anyone. There was also a ‘little vine’ spinning near her, which he wanted to yell out “Ugh! To the cabin!" but when he saw how the boss was touching her, Denis vomited with jealousy.

Denis clenched his head with his fist, smeared mucus all over the barrel, and began to aim at Angelina's tip. She reached back and pulled her butt away from him. At first he put on just her ‘friend’ hat and jerked it back abruptly. So she continued, as if she were dipping a hot dog in tomato sauce. Denis even had fun with this and was getting more and more excited. The elastic coils moved sideways, asking for penetration. He fully inserted his penis, only his testicles left on the surface.

"Now strongly!" Angelina yelled.

But he didn't want to, he watched with pleasure as the 'friend', all glistening with fat, gently dove completely and just as it emerged backwards, hitting her head on the walls of the hole. He felt a proper orgasm and clenched his balls into a fist to keep from coming. But Angelina herself began to rhythmically sit with her whole ass on his huge cock, banging her head against the toilet cistern. Denis grabbed her from behind her by her breasts, leaned over her, and began making rapid, monotonous movements toward the same target.

“I will not retire... oooh. Damn, garbage. Inside you."

Angelina had no complaints that her ass was filled to the brim with cum. She only groaned when she began to flex. After unrolling the toilet paper, they both cleaned themselves up. The reddened faces were still buried in each other, producing something akin to a kiss.

"You are free, boy." Staggering, Angelina entered the hall.

Denis wanted to wash his hands, but something light entered his head and fell on his faucet. Angelina's panties lay in front of him. She turned around and saw Nastya's evil face in front of him.

"And what are you doing here?" The boy muttered.

“Does it bother you that I'm in the men's room? I was waiting for you, idiot! " Almost sobbing, the girl said and ran away.