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There were four of us that night. We hung out together a decent amount before then, so we knew each other well.

Sarah: our supervisor at work. She wasn’t a real manager, but she was in charge of the servers. She had gotten out of a relationship six months or so before and was flirting always. With everybody. She was blonde and an exercise freak, but had no tits (she at all times complained about it). So fun to be around and funny too. Blonde art hoe haircut and the makeup skillz to match.

Alan: he started the same time as me and loved to flirt, too. Most of the girls would talk about him but he had only hooked up with one coworker, a girl named Kay. Tall dark and handsome but sort of insufferable.

Lou: he started after me and Alan, so I guess he was on the bottom of the totem pole. Less handsome than Alan and he knew it. Not in bad shape but not in good shape either. He’d hit on everybody, and actually fucked a lot too because it was just that sort of workplace. But he was somebody who got more irritating the longer you knew him. At least he had freckles and nice hair. I got along well with him and he hit on me always.

Lil ol me. Milly. Loud and proud. Superstar in bed and out. Aggressively sexual but clever enough to keep it out of the workplace. At least, I wondered I was. My hair is long and dark. I’m taller than Sarah and much curvier. She was at all times jealous of the tips I got when I wore a low cut top, but I earned that money fair and square!

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We worked in the service industry at a wedding hall. It was a shorter shift than we expected because the wedding we were serving for was a total bore. The four of us got cut early and wondered we’d chill since the night was still young. Alan’s apartment was the place to be. His roommate, Darryl, was nice and cool, but the real draw was his awesome couch and living room. Tonight we decided to hang out in his bedroom instead, since that’s where the TV was. We played some games and drank and smoked. By about 11PM I was tipsy enough to suggest truth or dare. My flirty side coming out. Tee-fucking-hee.

Sarah was really excited by the idea. I forgot this part when I suggested it, but she had confided in me more than once that getting high made her desperately needy. It wasn’t the same way for me, but I think smoking is good foreplay. Maybe I just look hot with a blunt.

Nobody agrees to play truth or dare without knowing what they’re getting into. It wasn’t really a surprise that truths went from “which coworker do you hate” (I answered Kay) to “how many times have you taken it in the ass” (Sarah answered 7) pretty fast. The dares were the same way. Soon I was in just my tank top and a thong. Sarah had my handprints all over her ass. And Lou had already gotten dared to masturbate in the corner for three minutes. Those weren’t the only dares, but they’re the ones I remember most. And it meant that Alan’s turn was next, and Sarah was the one who got to dare him. Things had shifted, obvious, the mood in the room was different. I figured since Sarah had been thirsty for him for months that she was gonna dare him to fuck her or something. I was surprised to hear her dare him to let me blow him.

Baby likes to watch, I guess.

I’m proud of my blowjob skills and I wondered I’d be able to make him cum in the three minutes Sarah told me to blow him for. To my surprise, not at all. He was hard as a rock by the time I got my hands on him, and he was fucking my face a little using my ponytail by the end, but he didn’t cum.

Sarah was excited because she told me there was gonna be a punishment for not making it happen. That was news to me, but I was pretty pleased when she told Alan and Lou to fuck me together. This had been a long time fantasy and I was gagging to make it happen. So I set myself up on the bed in only the tank top (Lou stole my thong) and tried to stop myself from grinning as Lou played with my lips and Alan got to fuck me from behind. They had a horrible rhythm but I was so turned on I didn’t care. I came like… three times just from there. The whole time Alan was fucking me, Sarah was making out with him from behind and playing with my ass cheeks.

After a little while we sort of split off into pairs. Alan turned his focus on Sarah while Lou kept fucking me. I really wanted to keep having the both of them, or at least get a crack at Sarah, but I was too busy screaming to ask for what I wanted.

Alan did one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen then. He picked Sarah up in his arms, pushed her back against the wall, and started screwing her. I swear, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she could not shut the fuck up. Lou wasn’t even looking at me anymore. He came all up my back watching Sarah get turned out.

Alan let her down after she couldnt take dick anymore. With her back against the wall she was still able to go down on her. I was so, so, so jealous seeing her blow him. I don’t know who I was jealous of, though!

Me and Sarah stayed the night with Alan, and yes, we did let him hit a few more times during the night. Alan and Lou weren’t gonna distribute the bed and Lou couldn’t sleep on the couch so he went home. Me and Sarah hung around until morning and then she drove me home. I wondered about pushing her to hook up together, but I couldn’t do it. Not then at least.

We were in kind of a polycule/fuck circle for the next few months until our job went out of company. There were some more threesomes but never a foursome again, and we even brought a few other coworkers into things. I took more nudes in that time than I have the whole rest of my life. I might have been a slut before that night, but it was when I truly became a whore.

NSFW: yes

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