Last week, my boss invited me to a party at his home, along with two of my colleagues. I brought my girlfriend with me; she looked effortlessly adorable in her hoodie and chino pants. The evening unfolded as expected — drinks flowed, and games were played. Yet, I couldn’t help but notice the hungry glances my boss cast toward her.
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Later, I found myself challenged to a poker game by my boss, with the others cheering him on enthusiastically. Luck wasn’t on my side that night; I lost chips, cash, even my watch. At last, my boss offered one final hand — if I won, I’d reclaim everything I lost, plus some extra money. But if I lost, the terms were…unexpected. My girlfriend would be his, and also my two coworkers’, for the entire night. “Anything goes with her belly button,” he joked, prompting laughter all around. My girlfriend rolled her eyes but smirked, consenting to the bet.
As fate would have it, I lost once more. Without hesitation, one of the larger, muscular coworkers scooped her up onto his shoulders. She giggled, clearly amused, as he carried her into the main bedroom while the boss and the other coworker followed closely behind.
I couldn’t resist and quietly edged toward the window, peering inside. She was laid back on the large bed, feet tied to the footboard. My boss and a coworker held each of her wrists wide apart, leaving her arms stretched out. Another coworker handed the boss two long peacock feathers he’d pulled from a nearby vase. Slowly, they lifted her hoodie just beneath her breasts, revealing her pale, petite stomach. Their feathers traced gentle strokes around and directly over her belly button.
Her laughter bubbled up, mixing with squirms as she tried to wriggle free, but their grip was firm. Then the boss unbuckled her belt, slipped down her chinos to her knees, exposing her bare skin. Their feather strokes continued, now teasing her intimate area as soft moans and heavy breaths escaped her lips. Gradually, they pulled her hoodie just above her breasts, revealing her hardened nipples. Using the feathers, the boss and coworker stroked them in slow, tantalizing motions.
She bit her lower lip, moaning softly as the sensations overwhelmed her. After a while, they set the feathers aside and replaced the teasing with tender licking and sucking, sending her into a state of pure bliss. Then, the third man joined in, lavishing attention on her belly button and intimate folds, his tongue dancing with theirs.
With two men attending to her nipples and another exploring her most sensitive spots, she was lost in the ecstasy of being touched, teased, and adored by three men simultaneously. Her wetness was evident, a testament to the intensity of their shared desire.
Eventually, her clothes were shed, and the three men took turns bringing her to new heights. The night stretched on in a dizzying symphony of pleasure — every moment a revelation as I watched quietly from the window, overwhelmed by the spectacle of my girlfriend’s unbound passion shared with my boss and coworkers.