Aboard the Board

To raise the temperature in the room further without spending money on utilities, the CEO who was averse to spending money demonstrated how averse she wasn't when it came to matters of a sexual nature. One of her hands found its way between her legs as she teased herself and the onlookers over her panties, running her hand and fingers back and forth over where the members of the board wanted to run theirs, and where Miss Anderssen herself had fantasised about them running their hands, and other things.

When her fingers came back up to the waistline of her panties, she pinched them and pulled them up her abdomen, pulling her panties taut and straining the gusset against her pussy. Her lips bulged, the fabric fighting to keep them within the boundaries of the panties, and the man's eyes bulged in response. A moan escaped her, reaching the ears of every man in the room and causing their heart rates to elevate in unison, Miss Anderssen's heart rate already sky-high being fully aware of what it was she was doing but having no autonomy to stop it.

Shamefully, through her panties and through the absence of bodily autonomy, Miss Anderssen could sense and feel how her body was reacting to all these stimuli, just as she could see how her board member's bodies were reacting. Closing her legs and taking her astonishing arse back to the centre of the table, her routine continued, but not before another garment was added to the growing collection on the boardroom floor. If what she had done so far wasn't embarrassing enough, the hands of this solitary woman found their way behind her back and effortlessly undid her bra, then they took their place on her breasts themselves as they held the supportive garb in place.

Every pair of eyes in the room watched on in anticipation, waiting for the bra to drop, waiting to see the rest of what they'd been teased with beneath the already revealing bra, Miss Anderssen herself dreading the inevitable. After teasing them for a few more moments with a naughty smile etched on her face, her hands dropped and so did the bra with them. Just like that, her breasts were out and being warmed by the sunlit beam that was her spotlight, her routine continuing without missing a step, her hands now free to brush against and caress the flesh of her breasts and sensitive, erect nipples which were far from the only sensitive, erect things in the room.

She never felt better than when her body was free, though it was perhaps a bit freer than she wanted it to be right now, even if her body was simply realising her mind's deepest, darkest desires. The desires being realised weren't Miss Anderssen's alone, however, as this day had brought many of the unspoken dreams in this room true, or at least some of them, though no one here could have dreamt last night that this would be what happened at the board meeting this day. Future board meetings were going to have a lot to live up to.

The show had gone up a gear since she took her bra off, though Miss Anderssen was afraid because she knew this engine had yet another gear to go to, yet another - final - garment to go, and knew that she would be incapable of preventing her hands from exposing her wholly. She found herself hoping to carry on dancing as she was, simply topless and nothing more, wishing that her hypnotised self and whatever power was controlling her would forget about the skimpy, damp fabric hugging her hips. Alas, whatever power this was, it was not a forgetful one.

A hand travelled south toward the solitary garment, but rather than pull them down, it dove beneath the fabric and travelled farther south still. It delved to where every other hand in the room wished their hand was delving this second, the men fantasising about touching their boss in the most intimate way and the most intimate place - Miss Anderssen's deepest, darkest desires involving them doing the same. Another moan escaped her, this time louder, her fingers coming into contact with her most sensitive and reactive place, before briefly finding their way inside too.

As embarrassed and ashamed as she felt, Miss Anderssen could not deny that it was wildly hot and arousing, demonstrated by just how good it felt to have her fingers inside herself, even if only momentarily. Still, a more conservative part of her would much rather be doing this in the privacy of her bedroom and simply fantasising about it while touching herself rather than living it, though the fact that her crowd clearly appreciated her and what they were seeing offered her some encouragement.

Her hand made its way back out of her panties and, as she had dreaded, her fingers pinched the waistband on one side as her fingers on her other hand pinched the other, and they teased the panties down slightly, exposing the top of her executive bush. A few of the gentlemen noticeably adjusted in their seats, trying to get more comfortable and trying to get a better glimpse, their boss working wonders for their morale. Leaning forward, the golden-haired executive pulled off her finest executive order yet by slowly pulling her panties down over her arse and down her legs, granting those behind her with a view that was yet unmatched.

Those in front of her could see her bush grow as more of it came into sight, and those on either side of her admired her supreme, bare profile from head to toe. With her panties off, Miss Anderssen - CEO and Chairwoman of the Board - was completely naked and exposed in the boardroom, in front of the Board of Directors, with a triumphantly erotic expression upon her face. However, her panties on the boardroom floor did not signify the end of her routine, and without a care, Miss Anderssen - or certainly her body - took her dancing up a raunchy notch.

It was all on show now, no holds barred, and the power that be took that as meaning no poses were barred either. Seamlessly transitioning from one position and pose to another, Miss Anderssen found herself lying on her back, teasing her legs ajar slightly before closing them again until she raised them straight up into the air held together. It was a sight to behold, particularly for those lucky few at the bottom end of her who could now see a vision of tremendously pornographic beauty.

The female body was a special thing - it was so common, for half the population had one, yet its beauty, its majesty, its eroticism, and its power were unlike anything else, and despite how common it was, every one of them was unique and every one of them was special, yet none were more beautiful, more majestic, more erotic, more powerful or more special than Miss Anderssen's. The glasses of some of the board members had steamed up such was how steamy their boss's performance was, and what she did next damn near blew the roof off.

With her legs up in the air and a part of her yet to bask in the glorious spotlight, Miss Anderssen slowly spread her legs, holding them perfectly straight, lowering them down until she was doing the splits on her back. Those in front of her could quite literally see everything, and those who reported into Miss Anderssen were reporting to each other that they could now practically see into her. Her pussy - her beautiful, wet, puffy and perfect pussy - was now exposed and on display for all to see just how beautiful, wet, puffy and perfect it truly fucking was. Now it wasn't only Miss Anderssen who could discern how her body was reacting as every man in the room could see for themselves just how aroused she was.

Beneath her pristine bush - a fittingly pristine bush for a pristine woman - her swollen lips were a sexual symmetry, like pretty petals of a flower with the nectar within, the wings of a butterfly fluttering at admiring, studious eyes. Miss Anderssen twisted and pivoted, turning her attention to another side of the table, then resumed her position on her back with her legs in the splits, granting those seated on that side of the table with the view that those on the other side of the table had already been blessed with. "Look at that view..." one of them commented, and it was safe to say that they weren't commenting on the view out of the high-rise window. Everyone in attendance concurred.

This CEO was never usually this considerate, however, in this guise and under this influence, she wanted to ensure that everyone got a good look at her, got a good look at her pussy, and it was clear just how powerful a thing pussy was to a heterosexual man. However, her out-of-character consideration didn't stop there, as there were other parts of her that she wanted to ensure didn't go without appreciation - specifically other, nearby orifices. Sadly closing her legs, the stripped and sweaty leader of men got onto all fours again and crawled in such a way to ensure that her arse and arsehole stole the show despite her pussy being a show stealer.

She even stopped in place and lowered her chest close to the tabletop, her knees holding her rear end aloft, two of her orifices illuminated by the artificial light glowing from the false ceiling above. Some people knew their bosses quite well, but none knew their boss quite as intimately as these men now did. Content that her physique had well and truly been appreciated like it deserved to be, the controlling forces at play brought Miss Anderssen's stellar performance to an end and got the afterparty started without a pause.

Locating the board member who had hypnotised her, the CEO crawled toward him, those behind her watching her arse sway as she made her way there, and she stopped before him. Getting off her knees, Miss Anderssen draped her legs over the edge of the table and sat over the edge, with her legs apart and her naked body on show. She looked down at him and he up at her, the sultry lady with a look in her eye that did not escape the hypnotist, and with a subtle, provocative raise of an eyebrow she slid herself down off the table and onto his uneven lap.

Her right leg straddled over his left, and her left over his right, and her wet crotch rested upon his protruding one. Miss Anderssen realised the next step in her fantasy with her bare breasts in his face as she sat upon his lap, naked, even though her fantasy did involve him not wearing any clothes either. She gently and suggestively writhed in place, her pussy grinding against him, staining the crotch of his black suit trousers the opposite colour entirely. The rest of the board watched on with considerable envy, keen to receive an invitation to this exclusive afterparty.

She slid farther down still, off his lap and onto the floor and landing on her knees beneath him, looking up into his eyes, and he stood up off his chair with expectation. Miss Anderssen planted her hands on his thighs and slowly slid them up until they reached his belt, her appendages meeting in the centre where they worked to effortlessly unbuckle his belt, and both unbutton and unzip his trousers. Her heart rate had increased despite it already being through the roof, Miss Anderssen still wholly aware of what was transpiring and what she was doing, autonomy no longer hers.

Her dainty hand dove into the man's underwear and grabbed something that was most certainly not dainty, and it warmed her hand the second she touched it. Using her other hand, she pulled his underwear down and brought out that which was dying to get out and massaged it while she continued to look into his eyes - it was more gorgeous in person than it was in her fantasies. Miss Anderssen stroked her board member's cock sensually, all the way from the base along to the distant tip, and back again, though she - or her hypnotised self - had not got it out simply to stroke it.

Parting her lips, Miss Anderssen took the head of his cock into his mouth then slowly worked as much as she could of the rest of it in too. It was soon glistening with her saliva which she worked into it with her hand while her tongue and lips worked the majority of what he was working with. After a minute or so, the rest of the board alighted their seats and gathered around, and soon a forest of suits surrounded her like towers in New York City. "Oh my God!!" she thought but could not utter, not because there was a cock in her mouth, but because she was a passenger and prisoner in her own body.

The men around her did not wait for their boss to unsheathe them, and she quickly found herself circled by cock. This did not escape her notice, and she took the adjacent cocks into her hands and began to stroke them, working on three of them at once as the board members longingly waited their turn. She had a cock in her right hand, a cock in her left, and a cock in her mouth, and she began to alternate between them all. Every one felt and tasted delicious in its own unique way, with their unique shapes, lengths, girths, sizes and all, and she loved every single one of them.

At this point she was practically reenacting mainstream pornography that she had watched online and every man in the room wanted to be getting sucked off or wanked off by their boss, and Miss Anderssen herself wanted to suck and wank off all of them. As time passed by, her antics got more pornographic and debauched as she worked to take each cock as deep down her throat as she could, deepthroating them one after the other, her hands warmed by a constant stream of cock. It was a jungle of dick yet none of them were called Richard, and she'd be lucky if it didn't end up a rainforest by the end of the day.

Every man in the room was eager to shove their cock down their boss's throat and fuck her face, and her throat and face were both most willing and talented at accommodating such desires, though it did help that those desires were mutual despite her not wanting them to know that. It was a carousel, and the men went around and around, having their cocks stroked, sucked, and stroked again, Miss Anderssen drooling all down herself, saliva covering and dripping not only off their cocks, but also covering and dripping off her breasts and abdomen as it dribbled down to her own jungle.

Looking up at the men around her, her eyes said 'fuck me', though her mind was, well, caught in two minds about that. Did she want them to fuck her? One part of her absolutely wanted them to, and another part of her - the professional - absolutely did not. However, as events up to now had demonstrated, the professional part of her was going to have no say in the matter. She stood up slowly, bare naked and engulfed by horny men, wildly horny herself, and she leant back against the table before lifting her backside onto the fortunate, varnished surface.

"Fuck me," she commanded, but with a sultry, seductive tone in her voice which made it not sound like a command, and the man that was front and centre - the hypnotist himself - stood up to the oche. Of course, every man in the entire company wanted to fuck her, and she knew it. It was partly what gave her power over everyone, as a strong beauty like her was rare. Taking his hard cock in his hand, he positioned himself between his boss's legs and looked down between them, and after a few silent moments, he edged himself forward and into perfection. She gasped, groaned and moaned as her pussy stretched to accommodate her board member's member, and he likewise vocalised how it felt for himself.

The rest of the board watched on, stroking their cocks watching the CEO getting fucked on the boardroom table, waiting their turn to have a go at her pussy. She may have a cold, hard heart, but Miss Anderssen had a hot, soft pussy, and one that was as wet as it was hot, which was saying quite something. Just because she was callous and unforgiving in a professional capacity didn't mean she was devoid of virtue, and maybe the fact that she had the prettiest face in all the lands had worked in her favour in a professional capacity as people were often intimidated and overawed by her beauty, just as did having the prettiest pussy in all the lands was working in her favour right now. The prettiest face and the prettiest pussy - it was a most enviable combination.

Though paying attention to her face and her pussy did the rest of her pretty physique a disservice, although so did the word 'pretty' for it was a colossal understatement. Every part of her was deserving of worship, and lucky were the men worshipping their goddess. The boardroom table - as sturdy and large as it was - rocked and creaked as the man fucked her harder and harder, her moans egging everyone else on, everyone else egging him on to fuck her. Still, they wanted to fuck her themselves, and like they took turns getting stroked and sucked by her, they now took turns plunging their cocks deep inside her pussy.

Her pussy hugged and gripped every one of them hungrily, covering each one in a layer of her cum which layered up when the men came around for a second helping, then a third, her body producing an excess of natural lubrication to cater for such a considerable congregation of cock. In and out they went, both the cock and the men, her pussy sampling every inch that her board had to offer, and if you added it all up then there would have been countless feet of cock inside her, countless feet of cock down her throat and burrowing as far as she could take it.

Still, this wasn't enough, she wanted more - her desires and fantasies commanded it. She wanted more cock, she wanted more sex, and she wanted it now, and taking one cock at a time simply wasn't how her fantasy went. Ushering the man that was currently inside her backwards, Miss Anderssen had one of them sit on a chair and she turned her back to him and stood between his legs, ready to mount him. Her pussy juice dripped out of her pussy and landed on the head of his cock, and she climbed up onto his lap, ready to be penetrated once more. However...

Rather than guide the man's cock for another go at her pussy, she inexplicably directed it toward an even tighter orifice. Having plundered her pussy before, the cock was well lubricated, and the man helped his boss lower herself onto it slowly, and inch by inch her arsehole stretched around it and took it all inside, seemingly as hungry for cock as her pussy was. Seeing how readily their boss took cock into her arse left them astounded, but before they had time to process it, she was begging another man to fuck her pussy.

Before she knew it, she had her pussy stuffed with cock and her arse stuffed with cock too, and they began to thrust into her in unison, yet she had one hole not being serviced by her favourite thing. The others took their place on either side of her and she turned her head to take one of them into her mouth and again used her hands to stroke any others she could reach, and she found herself with a cock fucking her arse, a cock fucking her pussy, a cock fucking her throat, a cock in her right hand, a cock in her left, and more cocks waiting their turn while their owners groped and played with her breasts, her nipples, her clit, and any part of her they could get their hands on.

Cock burrowed deep inside her, filling her holes - her pussy the mortar and the cock the pestle churning deep inside her concocting the creamiest of fillings - and her other holes greedily took every inch of every cock they got, and before too long she found herself creaming and cumming all over the cocks inside of her. Fortunately, due to the often-sensitive nature of the conversations that took place in these meeting rooms, they were soundproof, so nobody on the other side could hear what was going on, and nobody else could hear their CEO having the orgasm of her life.

She wasn't the only one who was going to cum, and she felt the cock in her pussy and the cock in her arse explode, filling her up with hot cum, and no sooner had they cum another two men and two cocks took their place, and a minute or so later those cocks and the cock in her mouth blew their loads too, causing her to have another orgasm, then those cocks were replaced by another three, fucking her more, filling her up with more cum, like an endless carousel of cock and cum, the usually domineering woman finding herself skewered by and submitting to the board and becoming their shared fuck toy as they cruelly and lustfully ravished her in her submissive state.