Making Heather's Dream Come True

"Oh, damn, this is nice," Mickey muttered, closing his eyes as he flexed his knees and picked up his pace, really giving it to her good and hard literally pounding his cock deep into cunt, smiling as she squirmed and moaned and writhed as he filled her.

His own dick pulsing, just watching the wildly erotic scene unfold before his eyes, Brad reached for his phone, eager to get a video of the hypnotic way Heather's massive breasts were swinging with every hard thrust of Mickey's fat cock into her body. And then when she turned her head and smiled into the lens, giving him the most the satisfied smile he'd ever seen, he was glad to see that she was finally getting what she needed, especially knowing that he'd helped her make it happen.

Then he got in behind them and got a good shot of Mickey's fingers buried deep in her ass and his cock plowing ruthlessly into her cunt as he grunted and growled, gritting his teeth, sweat dripping down his face as he fucked her insanely hard. And this was like a dream come true for him, too. Brad was really getting off on it, and loving every minute of watching her getting taken that hard, and still just moaning, and thrusting her ass back for more, while getting fucked, and fingered, so raw and dirty, like a real live porn star.

Being taken so wickedly hard, thrilled at the feeling of being so fully possessed, Heather was shaking from head to toe, her breasts swinging wildly beneath her as Mickey just kept hammering his dick into her pussy harder than she'd ever been fucked. And finally as Mickey slammed his cock into her deep and hard one last time, they both came at once, throwing back their heads and crying out together as a wave of pure pleasure washed through them, making them both shiver and shake to their core. And Brad got it all on his phone, his cock thick and pulsing as he watched them both shuddering with their release.

Once he was done, Mickey wiped an arm across his brow and slapped her ass as he pulled out his cock, chuckling at the thick load of cum that came sliding out of her pussy onto Brad's desk forming a big thick white a puddle. He muttered to Heather, "Thanks for the ride, baby. You've got to be the best I've ever had."

Heather smiled at him over her shoulder and grinned as Brad took a close up shot of her slightly gaping asshole. And then he got lower and took another of her reddened pussy just gushing with cum and puddle of come that had dripped from her snatch. And still another of her big breasts hanging down, still quivering hard with every shaky breath she took. Although she felt completely whipped, she'd never felt more elated or alive than after being taken that hard and used by so many men.

As he tugged on his pants, Mickey told her, "Heather, you need me again, you just call, okay? In the meantime, I'm going out and getting us some lube. And maybe two of us can fill you up next time, and really give you the nice hard ride you need, and give both your holes a real good fucking."

As Mickey left, Heather rolled on her back and let out a groan. Just the thought of being filled by two men at once had her almost passing out. Fuck, would that ever be a wild ride, and even more than she'd ever dreamed of. And her pussy was tingling hard enough to make her shiver, already imagining how insanely good it would feel to have both her tight holes packed achingly full, especially with cocks as big and fat as theirs.

"Spread your legs," Brad told her, instantly drawing her attention back to where she was. And when she did as he asked and spread her legs open wide for him, he got another shot of her well-used pussy, dripping with a long thick white stream sliding out of her gaping hole, down over ass and onto his desk like an erotic river of cum.

"Fuck, do you ever look hot right now, with your skin all flushed, and your pussy so red and swollen and just oozing with more cum than I ever dreamed a pussy could hold." Finally he tore his gaze from her gaping snatch and looked up into her eyes and told her, "You know I just can't believe this is the real you. You've always seemed so shy and subdued around me that I actually imagined you as a bit of prude. And I never would have guessed that you had it in you to be this wild and let yourself go like this."

Heather wrinkled he nose and shyly grinned. "Guess I was just too shy to tell you what I really needed. Not too many people can understand this deep need I have inside me, that drives me to want to do something like this. Truth is I just love the feeling of getting fucked. Ever since I experienced my first orgasm, I've just never been able to get enough. And just the thought of all of you guys filling me up one after the other, or even two or more of you at once, gets me so hot, it's almost hard to put into words how good it makes me feel. It's like an outer-body experience when you make me come that hard. Some people might find it strange, but being used as nothing more than a fuck to toy by all you big studs, has me feeling more overjoyed than I've ever felt. And I just can't remember ever feeling this good before -- ever. After what you've all just done with me, my pussy just won't stop tingling, it's like a never ending orgasm that just won't quit. And it just feels too incredible to even begin to describe. And knowing that it'll probably still be humming like this after I get home tonight, makes me want to do it all over again just as often as I can so it'll never stop."

Describing how much she enjoyed sex, Brad could understand how she felt. Over the years he'd enjoyed more than his fair share of kinky porn, and seeing a woman being spit roasted or tag teamed, with a cock in each of her holes, had always gotten him off faster than anything else ever could. So just the idea of partnering up to take Heather like that, with one of them filling her cunt and the other packing her tight little ass, and maybe even filling her air tight with a dick in her mouth too, had his cock twitching like crazy. Now he could hardly wait for Mickey to show up for the next wild night of fun, hopefully with a pretty big bottle of lube.

And he could understand her feeling of elation, since he hadn't felt this good in a long time either.

He tipped his head and looked into her eyes and asked her, "So, are saying that you still want more?"

When she grinned and tugged at her nipples and told him, "Oh, yes, please, just as many as you can find." Brad shook his head glad their company insisted on regular health checks, so they he knew they were all healthy, and would safe taking turns with her. Then he texted the shots of her dripping cunt, to his pal Phil in IT. Sure that the close ups of her pussy packed with cock and her tits swaying as Mickey plowed her cunt and filled her ass with his fingers would have him desperate to want to join in the fun.

Phil phoned him the moment he got the illicit shots, muttering, "What the fuck kind of shit are you sending me, Brad? Is this some kind of joke?"

Brad smiled down at Heather on her back, grinning from ear to ear, amazingly fingering already her swollen pussy, as he explained. "No joke, buddy. Those are picture of Heather being taken on my desk. Danny and Mickey just left after almost fucking her blue, and she still wants more. So if I were you, I'd get in here, before I send the pictures to someone else."

After hearing that, it took Phil no time to come beating on his door. And he let out a gasp when he saw Heather naked on the desk with her legs parted wide and her cunt still dripping with an amazingly big load of cum sliding all the way down to her asshole. He muttered, "Holy fucking shit. Is this even for real?"

Brad slapped him on the back, and told him just what he'd told the rest. "Yeah, it's for real alright. Seems she's been so desperate to get laid, working the hours we do, that she almost quit on me tonight. But once I promised that we'd take care of her, she agreed to stay. So, what do you say pal, you willing to help the lady out?"

Silently nodding his head, transfixed at the sight of her just waiting to be filled, Phil kicked off his shoes and tugged down his jeans and his cock was out so fast that he even shocked Brad with how eager he was to partake in the their little afterhours fuckfest. "Oh, fuck, yeah, I'm in," he muttered as he reverently ran his hands over Heather's legs, sliding them up her spread thighs all the way up to her pussy, groaning at the feel of finally getting a chance to slide his fingers over her sex. Parting her pussy lips with his thumbs he bent over her and lapped into the heat of her cunt, letting out a moan as he muttered, "Oh, fuck, that's got to be the sweetest thing I've ever tasted, even slicked up with cum."

Heather smiled into his eyes and told him, "Thank you, Phil." He was just the sweetest guy and always there for her whenever she'd had computer problems, but it was nice to know she could count on him for almost anything, including something as delicate as this.

Stroking his thick, hard cock in his hand, Phil shook his head as he stared from her beautiful face, past her nice big tits all the way down to her dripping little snatch again. "I just can't believe my dream has come true and I'm finally getting a chance to take you like this," he murmured at he beat his meat in his hand.

Brad picked up his phone and told him, "Well, then get in there, cowboy, can't you see the lady's waiting to be filled?"

Phil didn't have to be told twice. Once he slipped a finger in her pussy and let out a groan at how tight she was, he quickly switched it out for his cock. And he slid that into her nice and slow, closing his eyes as the incredible sensation of finally being able to plunder her tight little pussy washed through him.

Heather moaned, too. Though he wasn't quite as long as Brad, Danny or Mickey, he still had her wincing. Shocked that his cock was just so amazingly fat, spreading her open wide her till she could feel the delicious sting of being stretched inside to the absolute max, almost to the point of pain. But it was in the most delightful way imaginable, as the pressure deep inside her gradually began to mount, till she was thrashing her head from side to side and yelling out, "Oh fuck me, does that ever feel good -- so fucking good. Oooh, wow, Phil, you've got to have the biggest fattest cock ever. I've never felt anything like it. But how can a dick even be that big and thick?"

The phone was pointed right at her pussy as Phil's monster cock stretched her cunt open wide as he pushed that big piece of meat inside her. And Brad reached for his own boner again, sure he'd never been more aroused than seeing her packed this tight, so tight that he could see her pussy lips actually stretching out around Phil's big fat dick just to take it all. Jesus, it was like watching her getting split open by an entire salami -- and a pretty big fucking salami at that.

But before any of them had even had a chance to get off, Mr. Johnson, the hardass company Vice President, shocked them all when he came storming into the office, quickly taking in the scene of the three of them naked. Waving his arms at them, he hollered, "And would someone care to tell me meaning of all this? Exactly what the hell is going on in here with all of you naked, and her spread out on the desk like that?"

Brad winced, wondering how he could have forgotten to lock the damn door after he let Phil in.

His voicing shaking with anger, Mr. Johnson told them, "I just came across Mickey, head of finance, smiling his ass off and zipping up his fly, after I came across Danny out in the hallway doing the same thing, and I could see that they'd both come out of here. And now I know why they were both smiling from ear to ear and putting away their dicks."

Heather hated to see her boss or Phil get into trouble, when all they were trying to do was help her out, so getting up onto her elbows to look at him, she tried to explain. "I'm sorry you had to find up like this, Mr. Johnson. It's just that with the late hours we work here, and with the dedication we show to the company, none of us have much of a chance for a love life. And I was getting desperate enough to want to quit, at least before they offered to help me out."

He looked surprised as he looked at Brad and asked, "Is this true?"

Brad nodded and told him, "Yes, sir, every word. Heather offered to resign tonight. And she's right. We give so much to the company that we often neglect our own needs. And all of us can relate to how she's been feeling. Don't you ever wish you had more time for yourself to at least satisfy your basic needs?"

The fight seemed to go out of him as Mr. Simpson slowly began to nod his head as he seemed to accept what they were saying. "I guess sometimes I do. Since I lost my wife a few years ago, to be honest, I've been wishing I could find someone to help me out in that area. And I've been feeling pretty lonely without the touch of a woman in my life."

Then he looked over at Heather, naked, her big breasts still slightly heaving with her pussy still gaping after Phil had pulled out. "So, you're really okay taking on all of these men, and you don't mind them all having sex with you? And no one's forcing you to do anything you don't want to do?"

She quickly assured him. "Actually I'm way more than okay with it. I know it might sound crazy, but it's always been my dream to be with lots of men. And I've just been so frustrated at not even having one in my life to satisfy me for so long, that this is like a fantasy come true for me." She smiled at him coyly. "And maybe I could help you out, too."

All three of them looked at their boss then and waited for what he would say.

Finally, with his eyes riveted to the erotic sight of her gaping snatch still dripping with cum, he asked her, "You like to give head, young lady?"

Heather smiled and softly moaned as she told him, "Mmm, yes, do I ever. And I'd be more than happy to take care of you, too, Mr. Johnson."

Then with a quick decisive nod of his head, he walked straight over to the desk, unzipped his fly and pulled out his semi-erect cock. And before he could even blink, Heather had rolled onto her side and was lapping at him, and sucking him back into her mouth and making his eyes roll back in his head. As she happily moaned at the taste of him gliding over her tongue, she got him nice and hard as she sucked him back almost down her throat. And amazingly she looked like she was in heaven doing it, too.

Johnson looked over at Phil with his cock in his hand, and muttered, "Well, don't just stand there with your dick in your hand, man, finish what you started."

Phil nodded and slid Heather's leg over his shoulder, opening her up nice and wide. Then he slipped a finger into her pussy and gave her a quick little finger fuck, to get her ready for him again. And before long he was good and hard again too, and sliding his cock inside her and fucking the hell out of her cunt while old man Johnson was throwing back his head and groaning out loud as Heather sucked him off, while doing amazing things with his balls.

And just to be sure that no one got fired, Brad carefully picked up his phone and took a shot of everything he was watching; old man Johnson getting blown, Heather getting her pussy fucked my Phil, and sucking off the boss, while all of them moaned and groaned and grunted like crazy, filling the air with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the headiest scent of sex. Glad to see they were all getting what they needed, he didn't think it would hurt to have a little insurance just in case the old man ever changed his mind about his no fucking around policy at work.

And the best part of the whole thing was now that Heather had gotten what she needed from all of them, she'd still be working for him, and hopefully for a very long time to come. And of course he had every intention of working with her long and hard, just as often as he could. Now working late with her would sure as hell have its rewards.

He smiled as he began to beat his meat in his hand. Yeah, this was going to work out fine for all of them, now that sexy little Heather had finally shown them who she really was -- and even better, everything she loved to do with each and every one of them...