The Theft of Our Lives 09 Pt. 03

"Ahhhhh," her contented brother sighed, luxuriating in her gentle touch, and appreciating the skill of her ministrations.

Returning his attention to the debasement of the half-dressed junior sales associate, Kellen studiously pursued his advancing education in deviance, observing almost clinically as, on her knees staring up at the imposing men controlling her body and her future, Marg withdrew Scott's hard column from between her plush lips.

Turning her attention to Ned's equally urgent staff, the dishonored wife noted it appeared much like Scott's, gazing for a moment at the eye of the swollen tip of the purplish crown, before embarking on her mission to tame his demanding need with her wonderful mouth while his vigilant camera took in the ignominious scene.

It was a classic shot of a cheating wife's downfall, sublimely catching the exact moment Marg Jorgensen, fresh from relinquishing her supervisor's sturdy tool wet with her saliva, capturing the bobbing head of her expectant manager's thick cock in succession.

Marg's curled tongue gently cradled the flared tip for just a moment, perhaps incredulous at what she was actually doing, before impressively swallowing the better part of his long shaft between her oval lips.

"Uuummmmm," Ned moaned his pleasure, flashing an uncontrollable smile at his neophyte new 'closer,' with Marg's incomparable mouth a superb sensation to the mid-fifties sales manager.

Even then, more exciting than the sheer act of the dominated wife taking his gnarly shaft between her warm wet lips, was knowing young Mrs. Jorgensen was breaking her wedding vows. She was accepting her destiny by performing her soon-to-be regular duties for her manager and supervisor, and in the near future, almost assuredly, clients too.

To his immense joy, Marg followed her instructions to the letter, keeping her weepy blue eyes on Ned's beginning a rhythmic bob on his rigid staff, taking as much length as she could manage before retreating to swirl her tongue around his exquisitely aroused cockhead.

"Mmmph, slmmp, mmuf," the kneeling bride servilely teased with her playful tongue, tormenting his sensitive crown by lightly drawing her teeth over the surface before consuming his shaft again until it punched the back of her throat.

"You'll need to learn to throat, Marg, that's all there is to it. Failure to take a man's cock to the base isn't an option," Ned chided harshly, unhappy she didn't continue but willing to let it go this time as it felt simply marvelous.

Chastened and unnerved by the warning, the novice 'closer' trembled nervously at the thought. She'd never throated a man before and didn't think it was possible, although some of her girlfriends assured her they had done it and it was not as difficult as it looked. Still, Marg had her doubts.

"Don't forget to, whew, stroke Scott," Ned breathlessly hounded the newlywed. "You don't, huh, want him going soft."

Now thoroughly subjugated, Marg immediately took her supervisor's still hard meat into her slender hand, gently stroking the sensitive shaft using her own saliva as lubricant.

Scott smiled and Ned was pleased by her mindless obedience.

"The trick to sucking off two men at once, Marg, is to be sure to keep one man hard while you're working the cock of the other, and vice versa," Ned explained in the most degrading terms possible. "Do that, and you'll become the excellent little cocksucker the company needs you to be."

The derogatory reference threw Marg momentarily off her stride, with her feelings hurt by the disparaging words and not having any concept of an Allenby 'closer,' but quickly dismissing it as idle talk and continuing her sordid task.

After enjoying the splendid sensation of the lovely associate's lips wrapped around his straining shaft and witnessing her utter submission by reluctantly taking first one and then the other of her superior's powerful cocks into her wide-stretched mouth, Ned called on Marg to return her attention to Scott's neglected pole, furthering her lesson.

"Okay now, sweetheart, switch it up. Learn to alternate. Keep both men interested and before you know it, you'll have us blowing our loads in your mouth like a true slutwife," he explained boorishly in plotting her inglorious future.

'I don't want to be a slutwife. I just want to succeed,' Marg bemoaned inside, cringing under the defamatory words as Ned videoed everything, but sadly knew it was an accurate description of her new role with Allenby Consolidation.

Obediently switching to Scott's hard cock, she nurtured it with her tongue and supple lips while also properly redirecting her sad gaze to the expectant man.

"That's it, Marg, this is what, uh, you were hired to do," Scott demeaned the newbie saleswoman, leering at his gorgeous subordinate with a condescending grin. "Ahh shit, darlin', your sweet mouth and those awesome tits are a real asset to the team."

As the heretofore respectable college grad slid her mouth along his veined pole, Scott dropped his hand to joyfully grasp her bountiful right melon, forcefully squeezing and bobbling the ripe globe to emphasize his derisive words.

The debauched supervisor's thick shaft repeatedly disappeared between her delectable lips, with her jaws stretching severely in accommodating his substantial cock. At it did, lovely Mrs. Jorgensen methodically glided her soft hand along Ned's rigid prick, once again using her own saliva to lubricate her stroking action.

"Unnnh, ohhhhh," Ned groaned his approval of his gorgeous employee's dual efforts.

Despite his aroused state, Ned kept his phone camera steady and trained on Marg as she developed a regular pattern of alternating between her superior's stiff erections, stroking the cock of the man presently missing the glorious feel of her pliant tongue and always dutifully looking them in the eyes.

Occasionally, the ethnic Dane used her spare hand to palm and play with the balls of the man she was sucking, weighing their contents, and lightly massaging the delicate spheres while working over his twitching shaft with her fantastic mouth.

When it was Scott's turn once more, she surprisingly exercised her own initiative, indicating to Ned she was surely accepting her new role as sex toy for the company. Withdrawing unexpectedly, she dipped her head at an angle, licking the hairy sack containing his heavy balls -- first the left nut, then the right, and stroking Scott's hard shaft as she did.

Even more remarkably, the deferential woman next took each hanging testicle into her mouth, gently swirling the fortunate orb with her tongue before releasing it to return her attention to his hyper-sensitized cockhead and shaft.

"Ohhhhh, dear gawwwd!" Scott yelped, moaning his approval of the impressively subservient display.

Since the day of her hire, the married middle-aged man's most ardent fantasy was seeing Marg on her knees, stripped naked with his hard cock and swollen balls in her mouth. Now, that dream was a reality, and it was simply too much for him to handle.

Excitedly, Scott envisioned the multiple indecent ways Marg would demonstrate her true value henceforth, as sucking cock was merely one way to fulfill her real worth to Allenby Consolidation. Usually, his expectation included Marg on her back laboring unfaithfully beneath some fortunate prospective client providing a much-appreciated return on their investment by closing a profitable deal.

When the shamed bride returned to take his shaft to the entrance of her throat, Scott lost it completely, spastically jerking his hips forward cumming hard with his knees buckling to the point of collapse.

"Uunnngghhh! Ohhh, fuck yeah, Marg!" he bellowed joyously, his warm jism exploding deep in the newlywed's mouth.

Kellen stared with heightened interest while Ned's camera caught it all -- up close and in spectacular hi-def color.

"Uugghhh, guuckk," she coughed and choked on the foul spunk flooding her mouth, unprepared as he let loose at the worst possible moment, with his thick crown embedded deep against the opening to her throat.

"Unnnhh, awwgggh, holy fuck," Scott groaned his climax, his balls spewing forth their contents in powerful bursts.

Marg panicked, backing off the erupting tool as quickly as possible in a reflexive move of self-preservation. Once released, the spurting cockhead sprayed her wonderful big tits, plastering her alabaster breasts with heated cream in slowly diminishing jets.

Frantically, she forced the frothy load out with her tongue, mentally incapable of swallowing his noxious semen, and instead letting the translucent jism flow in ribbons over her bottom lip coating her chin with sticky goo. The overflow soon dribbled onto her chest, dotting her firm jiggling tits in joining the spray of Scott's white seed.

"Marg, get Scott's cock back in your mouth!" Ned admonished harshly before she could regain her composure or even wipe the awful jism from her chin.

"A great cocksucker doesn't waste her lover's gift," the sales manager scolded, insisting she complete the unfinished job.

Stung by Ned calling Scott her 'lover,' Marg sensed his commanding tone compelling her to comply, reacquiring Scott's slimy pole and gulping the last feeble remnants of his jism draining from the tip.

The taste was salty, but Marg did her best not to disappoint her boss any further, consuming the small amount of remaining spunk spitting forth then receiving the entirety of his softening length into her mouth, cleaning the tender skin of any residual fluid.

When she was sure he was spotless and her task complete, Marg dropped Scott's semi-hard prick from her lips as the older sales supervisor grinned a satisfied smile.

"Next time, doll, you'll swallow it all," Scott predicted forthrightly as constructive criticism. "Now, scoop up the rest from your face and tits. Show your boss you've learned your lesson."

Marg paused a moment, allowing her befuddled mind to absorb the coarse directive.

"Oh, um, yes, of course," she finally answered with blind obedience, progressively numbed to every demeaning order received and each infamous act performed.

"Hurry now, I'm anxious to see if you've learned the proper way to swallow cum," her imperious manager pressed, with the glee in his voice obvious. "I'm sure your new husband will appreciate the benefit of our teaching you proper cocksucking etiquette."

The cruel old salesman simply couldn't resist reminding the newlywed she was sucking the cocks of two men, neither of whom were her husband. The reminder was unnecessary, however, as Marg knew very well she was irreparably violating her sacred vows.

"I'm doing my best. I was just caught off-guard. I couldn't help it. It was a lot of, um, semen," she whimpered, in tears at her superiors' upbraiding and defending her effort despite the disgraceful circumstances.

"You mean 'cum'? It was a lot of cum in your mouth," Scott corrected, insisting she use the crude street term.

"Yes, uh, cum. It was a lot of cum in my, um, mouth," Marg repeated uncomfortably.

Her angst aside, the disgraced saleswoman scraped the cooling jism from her chest and chin then stuck her cum-coated fingers into her mouth and licked them clean, letting the salty emission join the small amount of foul cream she'd already ingested directly from the source.

Kellen remained glued to the scene as the beleaguered, newly-minted company sex toy turned to Ned with an expression of wounded pride, reluctantly returning to finish her task by enveloping his wide crown and swollen shaft.

Ned handed the phone camera to Scott, letting his buddy memorialize Marg's descent to her new status as a 'closer' -- one of the stable of sex servants indentured to the company now including the women of my family. It gave Ned the freedom to thoroughly enjoy the first of many anticipated experiences using the pretty wife.

"This really is your true calling, Marg," Scott added ungraciously when she took Ned in fully. "Now that you've discovered your natural sales abilities, I bet you close a lot more deals on your knees than you ever did flashing that eye-catching cleavage."

"Ummm, yes, indeed," Ned moaned in satisfaction, with his charming associate running the flat of her tongue along the base of his erect cock before swirling it around the fleshy shaft's girth and then slathering his aroused tool with spit.

"Accck," she gagged slightly when his flared cockhead found her throat, instinctively backing off only to repeat the effective technique time and again, with her luscious red lips stretching around Ned's fat shaft as her short brown bangs bounded with her head bobbing at his hips.

The party was not more than an hour old, yet the conscripted wife and junior sales associate already found herself drunk, topless, and shamefully kneeling on the plush carpet of the company president's office adulterously sucking off her lecherous manager after already swallowing a belly-full of her equally-lascivious supervisor's cum.

Perhaps worst of all, she embarrassingly did so before an otherwise occupied audience of her fellow salesmen, clients, and a family of perfect strangers.

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Elsewhere, the sex in the office was reaching a peak, with the rising din of moans and squeals drawing our son's attention to the center of the room.

Flat on her back on the floor, eyes closed, Peggy's head lolled back and forth as Hank's personal assistant dutifully plied her tongue along her spread gash, legs bent at the knee and thighs splayed as far apart as they could go with the taut limbs held in place by Mrs. Ogawa's straining forearms.

"Aaaaahhheeee!!" Lady Hilliard shrieked her orgasm as Janet superbly tongued the genteel woman's demanding clit, eating her pussy expertly as if she'd done it more than just this once, poking and prodding the wildly inflamed pearl.

Peggy's hips jerked violently, and her flattened, plum-sized tits careened across her quaking chest as electric jolts of pleasure sparked throughout her convulsing body, noisily rolling through a mighty climax under the tongue of the dishonored Japanese wife and mother.

"OOOHH FUUCK! OHHH FUUCKING FUCK! YESSSSS, YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT-LICKING BITCH!!!" she cried exuberantly at the top of her lungs so everyone in the room heard.

"AAAHHHH! OHHH, YOU FUUCKKING SLUT!" Peggy howled, out of her mind with lust. "OHH MMMYYYY GAWWD, YOU LITTLE JAPANESE CUNT-LICKER!"

Fortunately, Hank's office was well soundproofed for just such occasions, but it was an ear-splitting exhortation, shrieking and hurling invective at Janet, mournfully eating the woman's juicy snatch through the heights of ecstasy.

"Eat my pussy, bitch. Unnh, eat me, ahhh, like the little muff diver, ohhh, you are, whore!" Peggy slurred with diminished ferocity as her passion slowly ebbed, unintentionally demeaning the honorable woman's damaged pride.

'I'm not a muff diver, and I'm not a whore,' Janet proudly reassured herself in her mind.

Despite the Lady Hilliard's strident declarations, the stalwart Japanese wife assured herself that eating pussy was a completely foreign experience, and that she certainly was not a lesbian.

Still, Janet was determined to satisfy the indecent British lady, fearful of the repercussions of failure and completing her task. Deliberately, she brought the wanton woman down from her ecstatic mountain-top, delicately daubing Peggy's antagonized clit in easing her off the crest of her climax.

Nearby, Emma and Betsy were sliding towards their own orgasms, so Peggy's explosion echoed only in the background for my overwhelmed wife and her lovely little sister.

'WAP, WAP, WAP,' Ken pounded away from behind Emma like clockwork, ferociously driving his raging-hard cock to the hilt in her slippery rectum as she ate out her own sister.

"Unggh, ugh, ugh," my wife grunted rhythmically with each incursion of her well-oiled anal channel as the man powerfully slapped his hips against her reddened ass cheeks, bottoming out his long cock with each thrust.

To her credit, Emma's face stayed buried in her sister's pussy despite her own growing ardor, unaccustomed to Ken's particularly wide shaft in her surprisingly resilient asshole, but it still distressed her when the robust sonofabitch buried his rigid shaft to the bone.

'SMACK!"

Nearly ready to pass out from his efforts, Ken found the strength to plant an open-palmed slap hard on my wife's fleshy ass cheek, before pulling her hips against his own.

"OHHHHH, FUCKING YESSS!!!" the euphoric salesman hollered as his lean body quaked, and to his glee, received a similar, albeit muffled response from Emma.

"MOHHHF, MOH," she crooned a blissful moan signaling she was moving into the realm of ecstasy with his cock in her ass and Betsy's flowing cunt in her mouth.

In middle of the room, the deliberate pace set by Dunc Hilliard eventually overtook him too, methodically grinding his stiff prick into the wrinkled anus of the Mrs. Ogawa, with his heavy balls slapping her pussy as he fucked her butthole, while also earnestly enjoying the nearby exhibitions as a true voyeur.

Reaching the point of no return, the gentleman was losing control of his lust to the warm, moist comfort of Janet's snug anus, with the harried woman dutifully remaining in place tending to his trophy wife's slowly dying need between the Englishwoman's listless thighs.

"Unngh, uggh, indeed," Dunc gasped quietly, demonstrating his typical British reserve in not making a big production about cumming, unlike his uncharacteristic wife, drawing his hips against the Japanese assistant's narrow bottom, then closing his eyes and pumping his tepid seed into her gripping orifice.

Janet knew the instant he came, uncomfortably sensing the warm jet course into her steamy anal passage as the harbinger of what became a seemingly unlimited supply of the remarkable man's cum filling her bowel. As she was learning, Dunc's cock was average, but his big balls held an inordinate volume of creamy spunk.

"Ohhhhh yes, indubitably," the dignified peer groaned, leaving his pulsing cock embedded in the disgraced Asian wife's anus for quite some time, filling the poor woman's dark channel with his disgusting semen.

"Oooooh, ummm," Lady Hilliard cooed her own contentment in the afterglow at Janet's attentiveness, even while the ill-used executive assistant accepted her husband's copious deposit.

Fighting through her tears at the vexing use of her anus and overall despoilment at the hands of the Hilliard's, Janet Ogawa nonetheless gently suckled at the happy British wife's palpitating pussy even after Lord Hilliard poured the last of his cum into her tight asshole.

When the reprehensible man withdrew his softening cock with an audible 'pop' to vacate the dank sheath, the defiled orifice overflowed with white viscous fluid dribbling from her gaping sphincter down her perineum and marking the split gash of her dainty pussy.

With the Hilliard trio winding down, over at the coffee table Ken hammered the sullied walls of Emma's ragged bottom for an interminable span, his wide cock stretching her mightily, with the distended sphincter clinging assiduously to the fat pole withdrawing regularly from her slippery channel.

"Ohhh, unnh, ohhhhh, please," my wife pled for salvation, her crazed blue eyes alive and lifting her mouth from her sister's sloppy pussy.

The tall, angular salesman's fucking was severe, and Emma panted her suffering even as an unexpected exhilaration filled her body, with Ken clutching her hips and pounding into her hole with reckless abandon, so near his goal of spilling his seed deep in my hapless but incredibly sexy wife.

"Awwggh, ohhh, nooooo! You're going to make me cum," Emma howled as the unrestrained barbarian drove into her defenseless anal sleeve relentlessly, yielding to the rampaging marauder until she capitulated to the abrasive stimulation of his cock, the unstoppable vibrator, and the need to orgasm.