Sex in the Office

Wasn't there so much more to life anyway? Like love and sex and just getting out there to have fun?

That was why he joined them, letting Alyssa lean into some of the racking, her fingers curled around a plastic support between shelves for balance, though she was fortunate in the fact that the racking was more than heavy enough that she could not put it off-balance all that easily. It was probably even attached to the wall, so that was not much of a problem, especially as she squatted a little, spreading her hind legs a little more so that she could get down to his level for his cock to grind up against the folds of her pussy.

"Ohhhh!"

That wasn't the doe-taur -- that was Drackonthanri. Orsakia thrust hard, grinding the full length of his cock into the dragon's body. She didn't need to see to know what was going on, the grind of male flesh powering into a body, though Orsakia was not like Sandor. She loved Sandor but, in a way, the orca-hybrid (she wasn't quite sure what species Orsakia was as they had not interacted personally really at all prior) was good to look at too.

There was nothing like her lover's cock pushing into her, though she wanted to enjoy the view too, as wrong (and right!) as that felt. She whimpered as he filled her perfectly, easing his cock into her pussy neatly, as if it was meant to be there.

It was always meant to be there.

And that was just how Alyssa and Drackonthanri ended up bent over in the closet getting fucked when they hadn't even anticipated something like that happening in the morning when they had headed to work. It was funny how things worked out... But in a good way, in a very good way.

Alyssa whimpered, unable to help herself from rocking back into Sandor's thrusts, the fox strong and confident, every stroke of his cock smoothly stretching her out. It was as if he had found the perfect rhythm right away, without even having to build up to a pace or a speed that suited them both. Quite literally, he took her breath away, though Alyssa was where she needed to be, panting, moaning, whimpering softly. Her hips rocked back, her tail flicking lightly, fluffy and needing more, so much more...

It may have been embarrassing for her to realise that they were being watched too, the other males so much stronger and bigger than even she and Sandor were.

Orsakia thrust, grinding in deep, though he took his time. Even though he had meetings and work, eventually, to get back to, he thrust hard and fast, his hips practically bouncing off Drackonthanri's backside with every stroke. He filled him repeatedly, his cock sinking deeply into the dragon's pussy.

"Mmmph... Fuck, you're tight..."

He thrust harder, powering in with a few deep, grinding strokes, as if he was putting every ounce of energy he had into the pumps of his cock. Yeah... Yeah, there were other things to be getting on with but sex in the office was as delectable as the first coffee of the day slipping down his throat. If he couldn't be in the water, enjoying the smooth flow of it over his skin, he was more than happy to be buried balls deep inside a hot, wet pussy -- or driving into another guy's anal ring.

Either was fine by him, as long as he got what he needed, male, carnal lust swelling to fill the room. He grunted, swinging his tail behind him, though Orsakia was reminded to be a little more careful even as he put on a show. His tail rattled the racking again, shifting a box of papers a few inches to the right when he thumped into it, though it was getting harder and harder for him to hold back.

"How'd you like being watched, fox?" He teased, though there was no malicious intent in his voice, not even as he played fun at him. "Do you think you can keep up?"

Sandor smirked, ears pricked, skin tingling. His tail stiffened behind him in a vulpine challenge but it was all in good fun between him and the dragon, at the very least. It was good, in a way, not to feel like he had to match up to something, even if there was a part of him that didn't want to be the first to cum. It did not matter, of course, though it was not a competition...

He licked his lips, picking up on the question.

"There's nothing to keep up with though," he said, taking a chance, making the scene his own. "You can do as you like... We're just sharing in the show."

Alyssa squeaked, glancing back at Sandor, yet it was hard for her to even think about only one thing as their attention was dragged all over the place. She whimpered and nodded too, even if she did not understand just why things were so hot, why she was so turned on...but she could come to that later.

Drackonthanri leaned forward, in the perfect position with his tail arched up over his back, the tip pointing towards the back of his neck. He could watch from there and, for once, he could relax into the moment, though his feet clawed at the ground. Huh, it seemed that one shoe had fallen off during their passion, but he didn't stop to try to get it back on. He had not been wearing socks anyway, for his claws tended to rip through them easily, though he did vaguely think that he should be careful not to leave any marks on the floor. He didn't want to be caught doing something that he shouldn't, to be fair...

But it was hard to worry about that when Orsakia's cock felt so fucking good inside him, letting Drackonthanri ride it out, closer and closer to orgasm as the twin spires of his cock throbbed. It was so good to be filled by a stud like that, to have his pussy pleasured, squeezing down around him with greater control than he could boast with his tail hole. Every stroke powered into him, thrusting deeply, Orsakia's hips pounding into his backside with every stroke. He hitched up his tail, letting it press out of the way, for he didn't want to get it in his partner's way at all. Not when he was being pounded as wonderfully as he was at that very moment.

It was good, too good, heaving and huffing and panting and grunting thickly and deeply in the back of his throat. Curiously, his eyes locked onto Alyssa, the doe-taur who, even then, was so much smaller than he was, so fine and so light. He wondered just what it would be like to be her, to have a bigger male power over her, though her partner's cock seemed to fit her pussy well.

Every stroke of Sandor's sank hungrily into Alyssa's pussy, though the drake was almost too caught up in the little reverberations that ran through her body as he connected with her. Even the catch and the hitch of her breath was intoxicating, though it was a strange thing for him to be focusing on, his eyes locked onto her. He didn't want to look back at Orsakia, after all, for he knew more than well enough what he looked like. He just clenched his pussy around Orsakia's cock as tightly as he could, relishing in the experience, drinking in the sight, his tongue flickering out of his muzzle to slap against the side of his muzzle.

"Unff... Yes..." He hissed, licking his lips, trying to grind back even as Orsakia powered into him, giving him the strong, overwhelming thrusts that he craved, pussy soaking that cock. "Harder... Cum in me..."

He could ask for more, so much more, though he was languishing where he was, riding the high. It was a different experience to have his pussy filled and he wanted more, so much more. For he could still be on the bottom and call some shots, enjoying the moment, the driving strokes that jolted his body forward into the box.

Sandor grunted, though the fox was getting closer and closer to orgasm, trying to hold back even as he licked his lips and panted heavily. He had not even removed his shirt, lanyard smacking against his chest, though he leaned into knowing that he was being watched too. His office sex flings (with Alyssa, of course) had never before been that kinky and it set his body on fire, as if he was a red fox and not a white fox, showing that burning passion in the colour of his fur too.

Okay, that was a bit of a weird thing to think but Sandor's head was not quite working as well as it could have been. He panted -- and climaxed. Yet it was not because the fox was ready for it that time, oh no... He would have wanted to hold off, yet he was so turned on, invigorated by having other eyes on him, that he could not stop himself from erupting, spurt after thick spurt of cream filling her pussy.

Yet...his cock did not soften, the knot hard, bumping up against her folds. Not in the slightest, not as he bared his teeth and thrust and thrust through orgasm, Alyssa whining as she climaxed on his cock. He had not wanted to tie with her, in case he got stuck, though that didn't seem to bother the doe-taur at all. Her pussy closed around him, rippling and pulsing, though the tug of it in bliss was erratic at best. By no means was it something that Alyssa was at all capable of controlling.

But he spent his seed inside her...and kept thrusting. He grunted as he filled her, moaning longingly.

"Unff... Alyssa... Your pussy..."

He slammed in, though it seemed that Orsakia was struggling to hold back too. Whereas he had cum once and found himself ready for more, the orca-hybrid was going for one, momentous orgasm. And he was taking Drackonthanri right along with him.

The drake grunted, his pussy tight, so very tight. It was like something was drawing tauter and tauter inside him and he shook his head, trying to hold on. But he was not meant to hold off, not as that pressure built and built inside. His cocks swelled, thickening up at the base, though he had not meant to cum that way -- it would make a mess! It was not for Drackonthanri to decide, however, as Orsakia stifled a bellow, hammering into him as he exploded.

And then hot, rich streams of cum were flowing up deeply inside him, need coursing through, though it was finally being released. Drackonthanri bit into his arm, stifling his cries with the sleeve of his shirt, yet his pussy closed around Orsakia's dick, rippling, pulling, milking him of every drop of cum that he had to offer him.

The dragon would have it, every last drop, pulling it from the orca-hybrid's body, again and again, moments flowing through, pulse after pulse. He tried to hold back, but he was aware of his cocks jerking and twitching, losing control. Hot splatters of cum, the aftermath to the orgasm from his pussy, thrumming up inside him, washed over the box that he was leaning over, though Drackonthanri was too far gone to care.

All that was there, in risking everything in the office that they all worked at, was lust. Sandor grunted, slamming into Alyssa, the doe-taur grunting into her hand as if he was going to climax all over again, holding onto the racking, though she curled her fingers around it so tightly that it left marks on the insides of her fingers.

The fox hissed out through his teeth, the racking rattling above them, though he knew that he had to keep going -- for that was what his body wanted him to do. He had to keep thrusting, humping and grinding, slamming into her body as if there was nothing else left for him but passion.

Was that something that he liked? Watching? Being watched? Well, the fox was most certainly going to try that out again. Already, he wanted to cum again, though it felt like it was too soon, much too soon. Yet he watched avidly, drinking it all in, all as Orsakia pulled out of the dragon's cunny and helped Drackonthanri angle his hips ever so slightly so that the others could see the sloppy mess of cum bubbling from him.

Drackonthanri groaned, head hanging, though Orsakia was still proud to show off his work. His cock softly deflated, lightly remaining outside of his slit, though there was no worry to be had there, not as he pulled the drake's buttocks lightly apart, showing off the messy cream-pie. It was so slick and messy that it dripped and drooled from the dragon's pussy as if not a single drop more could be contained within his pussy. Drackonthanri shifted his hips back and forth, his tail brushing back up against Orsakia's chest, groaning as he bore down, pushing out a slop of seed from his cunt.

His cocks dripped, still drooling cum as if that second orgasm could not be set aside. They drooped lightly, exhaustion lining the dragon's body, though the mess of cum drooling thickly from him was not to be set aside, not to be denied in any way at all.

It was there and it was there to be enjoyed, to be adored, a part of him that he didn't show all that often at all to anyone at all.

Sandor licked his lips and growled hungrily, leaning over Alyssa and letting his sweet doe-taur take his weight as he climaxed inside her for a second time, pushing his knot inside to a startled cry from her, bloating out and stretching her pussy. He thought that her pussy flexed around his cock all over again, though he could not be sure, for the moment was still rough and frantic, not at all how he would have had things be for his sweetheart, though it was a different kind of pleasure, something that the fox was eager to explore.

Maybe not with Drackonthanri and Orsakia, of course, for they were of a higher level in the company, but the fox was sure that some friends might be up for a little group fun and voyeurism, perhaps...

Or maybe Drackonthanri too was just so into a show that he would gladly join in and enjoy the moment.

With the last dribbles of his cream leaking into the deer-taur's pussy, he stroked his fingers lovingly under her dress, pulling back to show off how his seed marked her folds, even if he could not pull out. There had been some cum, after all, that drooled out from his first climax, swelling around the fat filling of his knot. There was a cream-pie there, bubbling around, though it was not as thick or as heady as what Orsakia had pumped into Drackonthanri.

If they had not all had to go back to work, the tops would have shown their partners just how much they could fill them with, time after time again. But the moment was not right, not at that time, as both Alyssa and Drackonthanri were teasingly forced to go back to work with cum leaking from their slits, Alyssa's blush giving away her embarrassment, if not the truth of it.

Sandor and Orsakia still reeked of sex, despite how they tried to clean up. Though both males went back to work with smiles on their faces, after having been given a reason, indeed, to enjoy the workday more interesting than usual.

Who wouldn't after sneaking around to fuck in the office?