Behind Office Doors – Chapter 10

Laura's cute butt hides a secret

What happened so far:

I let my IT guy Hannes cum all over me. Well filled, I then squatted over the face of my marketing CEO Jonas and let the cum-pussy juice flow into my mouth. While sitting on his face, I call my best friend Laura and arrange a hot date with her. Klara tries to jeopardize my position with my boss. Instead of listening to her, my boss fucks Klara anally into the stratosphere. My IT guy Hannes approaches me again and invites himself to the club. I kneel down and let him cum in my mouth. Because I don't have the right dress, I visit my friend Laura. She opens the door naked. My boss pushes an anal plug into Klara's ass and lets a mysterious code buzz inside it.

At Laura's house:

Laura runs completely naked in front of me through the living room towards the bedroom. I run after her. My eyes fixate on her cute little ass. How can anyone be so hot? Something golden glitters between her butt cheeks. Does she have an anal plug in her tight ass?

“Heidi, I have to show you something!” Laura squeals excitedly.

“Look how good I am!” she moans at me as she pushes a huge shiny gold dildo into her wet pussy.

“Laura, you're so naughty!”

“I know, but look what's on the nightstand,” she replies.

My gaze wanders from her wet pussy over her white sheets to her elegant nightstand. Two objects shine golden. An anal plug and a dildo, probably the same one that horny Laura is currently pushing into her even hornier pussy.

“You can't always be so naughty, Laura.”

“Awwwwwww,” she moans, “you're one to talk, Heidi! Come on, shove both of them inside you right now.”

Well, when she asks me so nicely, I can hardly say no.

At the same time in my boss's office:

Klara's butt buzzes incessantly in the following pattern:

.... -. . -

SHORT SHORT SHORT SHORT LONG SHORT SHORT LONG

“What does that mean?” asks Klara, while her butt buzzes.

“The youth of today don't learn anything anymore. Didn't you serve in the military?” asks my boss curtly and sharply.

“I'm in my mid-20s and a woman,” Klara replies sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"That's right. You're right. Back then, during the Cold War, we all served. Fighter squadron. Those were the days. In short, it's Morse code. Three letters:

... = S

. = E

-. . - = X

Whenever you feel this code inside you, I want you to come to my office and provide me with sexual services. Otherwise, your boss will find out that you're hanging around with the competition.“

Klara's veins freeze. Why didn't she anticipate such a scenario? That she herself could be blackmailed? ”Why am I so stupid?" flashes through her mind.

In Laura's apartment:

I'm pushing the anal plug into my much too tight butt and am about to start when suddenly my cell phone lights up:

A text message from my IT guy Hannes.

My eyes fly over his lines in panic.

“He can't be serious!”

The shiny anal plug slips into my butt and stretches my rosebud pleasantly as I read the lines:

IT guy Hannes:

“Heidi! Position the phone so that I can see you and Laura clearly!”

What should I do? After all, he has me in his power and knows my secret. If anyone finds out, I'm done for. That would be the end of my career as a media designer in Frankfurt.

I position the phone so that it points at Laura and her spread legs.

Meanwhile, in Hannes' office:

“Oh my God! Who is that? She has such big tits! I'm going crazy! Why didn't I start watching sexy Heidi sooner?” flashes through his mind.

He watches the livestream from my cell phone on his 32-inch screen.

“Next time, you have to position the phone sideways. This way, I can only see half of it. Always this nonsense with portrait mode,” he curses.

Suddenly, his eyes light up.

“She's not really doing that! No! How hot!”

At the same moment, just a few miles away in Laura's apartment, I press my face into her crotch. Laura grabs my hair and presses my face even harder against her dripping wet pussy. I push my butt back and fuck myself with the golden dildo in my equally wet pussy.

It would be rude not to leave a little greeting. So I go back briefly, my whole face glistening with Laura's pussy juice. I look over my shoulder into the camera lens and smile.

“She's smiling at me! While the pussy juice of this other beauty is running down her face!” he grunts and cums completely. Not just a little, but completely, as if it were the last time he would ever be allowed to cum.

The only problem is that he didn't expect to cum yet. He fires his entire load onto his suit pants and shirt! Moaning loudly, he tries to avert the worst, but it's too late.

“Damn it! I have a presentation in 1.5 hours. No clothes to change into. What am I going to do now?” he curses.

Klara's eyes are glazed over with tension. What has she gotten herself into?

“Oh, and one more thing. If you feel a normal buzz in your butt, check your phone. From now on, I decide who you fuck. There's an event at a nightclub in Frankfurt tonight. I want you to be there. 10 p.m. I'll send you the address.”

“Yes, boss,” she says submissively.

“Oh God, from now on he decides who I fuck?” she thinks, horny.

“Heidi, I want to taste you! Come on, sit on my face!” Laura moans as she cums in my mouth.

“Sweetie, how hot!”

I position my swollen labia over her face and am about to start licking her again.

Suddenly, the door bursts open.

“This can't be!” I hear him yell.

I'm startled. My blood runs cold. “Oh God, who caught us now?” flashes through my mind.

“No! Not like this!” the voice gets louder.

I slide back from Laura's face. She gasps for air and looks at me, just as startled.

Laura's boyfriend is standing in the doorway. Anger on his face. But something is strange. He's not looking at us at all.

He's yelling into his cell phone. Oh, he's on the phone. Suddenly, he looks at us and starts smiling. He holds the phone away from him and covers the lower part.

“Hello, honey, hello, Heidi! You both look very hot. Unfortunately, I still have something to do here. I have to leave again in a minute. It's best if you come directly in her mouth, Heidi. Laura loves that,” he whispers and disappears as quickly as he came.

“Well, that went well.”

“So you want me to come right in your mouth?” I ask Laura provocatively.

“Oh yes, sweetie!”

I lean forward, grab the golden dildo, and fuck myself right over Laura's mouth.

“Come in my mouth, Heidi!” Laura moans.

Meanwhile, in IT guy Hannes' office:

“What am I going to do now! I have an important presentation in a minute and I've completely sprayed myself! Why does Heidi have to make me so horny?”

First, he takes off all his lower clothing because the load has made a particularly big mess there. Only the bottom of his shirt is dirty.

He paces around his office, the door already locked. He ponders. He paces back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes light up. Of course! I'll do the whole thing remotely. The main thing is that it looks good from the top, and it does.

He hurriedly sits down at his computer and sends a group email to the participants of his presentation.

“That could have gone badly! Okay, Heidi, back to you,” he thinks to himself.

He opens the livestream and sees me squatting over Laura's face, my pussy juice flowing into her mouth.

Hannes can't help himself and starts jerking off his cock. He's not wearing those annoying pants anymore anyway.

Klara is back in her apartment in the meantime. She's picking out a hot outfit for the evening. Her thoughts are racing the whole time. Why didn't she expect that she could be blackmailed? On the other hand, it's so hot that someone else decides who fucks her hard.

A big drop forms in her slit at the thought of the thick cocks that will hopefully fuck her soon.

I pamper Laura, lick her pussy, make her come, and let myself come. In her wide open, hot mouth.

Hannes watches all this, jerking off in front of his monitor. He loses track of time in his horniness.

Suddenly, his phone rings.

“Oh no! The presentation!” He pushes the video stream to the left and opens the presentation. The first 20 minutes go by completely normally. He keeps looking to the left and watching me and Laura.

Then it happens. Laura kneels in front of me and begs.

“Please Heidi, please! Fuck me! Here's the strap-on!”

She opens a drawer and takes out a huge strap-on dildo. I take it and strap it on.

Laura eagerly positions her ass in front of me.

“Come on, fuck me.”

Of course, I can't refuse my girlfriend's request and push the thick cock between her throbbing wet labia.

There are about 10 participants in Hannes' conference. All eyes are on him. Of course, he keeps looking to his left so he doesn't miss what I'm doing with Laura. He sits there without pants and with a hard cock. Of course, the online conference participants can only see his upper body.

Hannes looks to the left and sees me fucking Laura hard with the strap-on. Surprised by what I'm doing, Hannes reaches out with his hand. He wants to turn off the screen on which the stream is running, but he's so clumsy that he drops his laptop.

The laptop lands on the floor and films under Hannes' desk.

Hannes' blood runs cold. It's over. The laptop with the camera running has just fallen on the floor and he's sitting in front of his colleagues without pants and with a thick cock!

“WHY AM I SO STUPID! HOW CAN YOU LET YOUR HORNYNESS CONTROL YOU LIKE THAT!” a loud voice screams at him in his head.

“And all because Heidi had to fuck the little brunette with the big breasts with a strap-on!”

It's no use. It's over. Face the situation. Bend down under the table now and own up to it.

The moments pass like hours. His pulse is racing. An indescribable pressure builds up in his chest.

After a few moments of hesitation, he finally sticks his head under the desk.

He can't believe his eyes. He can't see the laptop! The laptop has fallen behind his rolling container.

“NONE OF MY COLLEAGUES SAW MY DICK,” his inner voice triumphs. He never thought he would be so happy about something so obvious.

He grabs his laptop, making sure no one sees him, and closes it. After 5 minutes, he writes an email to all participants saying that the call will be continued on another day due to technical problems.

“Phew. That was close. But also kind of funny,” he grins to himself as he maximizes the stream.

“Okay, Heidi, now it's your turn,” Laura groans, turning to me and taking off my strap-on.

“Laura, do you really want to fuck me now? I've never done this before,” I groan excitedly.

I kneel on the bed. Submissive and obedient. Laura wraps her delicate hands around my hips and positions the thick strap-on cock right in front of my wet slit. She's about to thrust when her cell phone rings.

My head shoots back. She can't be serious! She's not seriously going to answer the phone now.

“Yes, hmmm, okay, I understand, boss. We'll do that, yes!”

With her fuck thrusts unfinished, she removes the strap-on and rushes to the bathroom.

“Come on, Heidi, we have to hurry. The party at the nightclub is starting early!”

I don't understand the world anymore and follow Laura, somewhat dejected. It would have been hot to be fucked by her.

Why is it so important that we get there so quickly?

Meanwhile, at Klara's apartment:

Her ass is buzzing. But not that strange Morse code, just a constant buzzing pattern. Aah, that means she should read her messages.

“Klara, come to the nightclub today. It's starting earlier.”

Klara throws on a red sequined dress, tight-fitting and sexy. She reapplies her lipstick and wonders what will happen to her tonight.

Meanwhile, at Laura's apartment:

“Why do we have to hurry so much?” I ask curiously.

“You'll find out soon enough, sweetie,” Laura grins conspiratorially at me.

“Since when do parties start early? Don't people usually arrive a little late? This is weird!” I think to myself.

“Heidi, catch,” she throws me something golden.

“That's way too tight, Laura.”

“But it looks hot. I'm wearing the same thing in silver.”

I pull out my phone and text Jonas to let him know we're leaving early. After about 45 minutes, we're ready to drive the men wild. Laura swings her hot butt from left to right in front of me as we leave her apartment.

Twenty minutes later, we're standing in a huge nightclub right in downtown Frankfurt. The bass is thumping, the atmosphere is electric. Laura and I are holding cocktails. Bright colors pierce the darkness, a beauty in a red sequined dress walks past me.

Strange, she looks familiar somehow. She turns to me and gives me a hateful look. Oops, someone's in a bad mood, I smile at her.

“Now Heidi is sneering at me too! And what's with that gold dress! Why does she have such big, fat tits!” Klara curses and heads for the bar. A short time later, she has her cocktail in her hand.

Suddenly, there is palpable excitement in the club. Suddenly, the whole club is pitch black.

Laura leans over to me. “They're already here.”

“Who's here?”

“Well, look up. It usually starts later. When it starts earlier, it's usually really intense.”

I'm completely perplexed and don't understand a word. I look up into the darkness.

Then suddenly the boxes are illuminated. They look like VIP boxes with a direct view of the club. You can only see the silhouettes of men. Nothing else.

“What's happening now?” I whisper in Laura's ear.

“Wait and see,” she says with a grin.

Except for the boxes, it's still dark in the club. Then it starts to flicker. More precisely, Laura's glass flickers blue.

“Oh, how cool, I'm so lucky,” she squeals.

Other glasses are flashing too. Only mine remains dark.

Laura goes to the middle of the dance floor with the other young women, who also have blue flashing drinks in their hands.

Laura and the others kneel on the floor. They expose their breasts and open their mouths.

A whole swarm of men rush toward the blue glowing cocktail glasses. All shapes of cocks are taken out and pushed directly into their mouths. Some are already bulging and hard. Others need to be blown hard first.

I watch Laura greedily take two cocks in her mouth at once. She has two more cocks in her hands and jerks them off.

After only a few seconds, the first guy already cums in her face. God, Laura looks so sexy when she pleasures cocks.

Suddenly, it flashes through my mind:

“Will my cocktail flash too? What will I have to do then?”

At the same time, Klara is standing at the bar, her ass still filled with the anal plug. She has the same thought. “What will I have to do?” Klara wonders.