Ava’s Wild Night with the Work Crew

I’d been working at the electronics store for over two years when my coworker, Mia, celebrated her birthday. Our manager, Lucas, who lived alone in a sleek downtown loft, offered to host the party. A few months earlier, I’d had a wild night at the storage unit after hours, fulfilling part of my boyfriend Noah’s fantasy of watching me with multiple guys. Since then, Noah and his friend Jace had been hooking up with me whenever the mood struck. It was about four months after the company’s Halloween rager, where my two supervisors, Gavin and Seth, had taken me after the party. We all planned to head to Lucas’s place for Mia’s bash. It was a spontaneous thing, so most of us were still in our black-and-red store uniforms.

We left work at 7:30 PM and carpooled to the party. The loft was buzzing with music, drinks, and laughter. By 1 AM, Noah texted to check on me, and I giggled, slurring, “I’m fine, babe – be home soon.” My coworkers overheard and, sensing I was about to bounce, poured me a few more shots of bourbon. We were all pretty tipsy, and the other women had trickled out, leaving just me and Mia, the birthday girl. Mia was a bit younger, short, with thick curves and a round ass that the guys always noticed. I’m petite too, but leaner, with a tight frame that seemed to draw stares.

Our uniforms – black slacks and red polos – were snug. My pants clung to my hips, accentuating every curve, and my polo hugged my chest, hinting at my perky breasts. That night, Lucas and Gavin, the supervisors who’d already had me, plus four other coworkers, kept tossing flirty comments my way. When I said I’d leave but wanted to dance with everyone first, their eyes lit up. At work, I’m all professionalism-nobody suspects my secret hookups with the bosses or that I’ve been with multiple guys. So, when I let my guard down, it was like flipping a switch, and they were all in.

One coworker, Tyler, called out, “Don’t leave, Ava, you’re keeping the party alive!” The energy got electric, and another guy, Nate, said, “Damn, your tits look amazing in that shirt.” The bourbon had me bold, so I smirked and teased, “Oh, you think so?” He grinned, saying, “Hell yeah, they’re perfect.” Someone yelled a dumb viral phrase, “Tits for the team!” and I laughed, my fingers drifting to my polo. I popped open the buttons, letting my breasts spill free, and gave them a playful shake. Gavin, the supervisor who often drives me home, stepped up first, his hands grazing my chest as he leaned in and whispered, “We’re all gonna fuck you tonight, Ava.”

The words sent a jolt through me, memories of the storage unit flooding back. I met his gaze, smirking, and said, “Big talk – let’s see.” Turning to the others, I purred, “What, you guys don’t want in? I’ve got plenty to go around.” There were seven guys, but one was Mia’s fling, and they’d slipped off, probably to a hotel. That left six, their eyes burning with lust. They taunted, “You think you can take us all?” I licked my lips, scanning them, and said, “Guess we’ll find out – what do you think?” They didn’t know how wild I could be. Hands reached for me, tugging at my clothes. I stood in the center, my fingers brushing their bulges, and one by one, they unzipped, their hard cocks springing free. I wrapped my hands around them, stroking slowly.

It had been over two years since that insane night at the storage unit. Seeing six throbbing dicks, all for me, sent heat pooling between my thighs. I dropped to my knees, taking Tyler’s cock first, my tongue swirling around the tip before I sucked him deep, my lips stretching as I bobbed. Hands roamed my body, squeezing my ass, pinching my nipples. Someone – Nate, I think-slid fingers into my soaked pussy, curling them just right, making me moan around the cock in my mouth. I moved to the next, Lucas’s thick shaft, slurping eagerly while the others stroked themselves, watching.

Lucas and Gavin, flexing their supervisor status, claimed me first. Lucas sat on the couch, pulling me onto his lap. I straddled him, sinking onto his cock, gasping as he filled my tight pussy. My hips rocked, grinding slow and deep, each thrust sending sparks through me. I turned to Gavin, my voice husky, and said, “You too – get in my ass.” His eyes widened, but he didn’t hesitate, moving behind me. I leaned forward, still riding Lucas, and felt Gavin’s slick tip 2D or 3D. Gavin spit on his cock, rubbing it against my asshole. I stilled, letting him ease in, inch by inch, stretching me until I was impossibly full. The others watched, jaws dropped, as I took both cocks at once. One guy, Dylan, muttered, “Holy shit, this is like a fucking porno.”

With Lucas in my pussy and Gavin in my ass, I started moving, my body finding a rhythm. The sensation was overwhelming – two thick cocks sliding in and out, rubbing against each other through the thin wall inside me. I moaned like a bitch in heat, my voice raw, “Fuck, you assholes – I’m your slut, use me!” That set them off. They pounded me, Lucas gripping my hips, Gavin’s hands digging into my waist. My tits bounced with each thrust, and I reached out, grabbing Nate’s cock, jerking him off while I rode. The others crowded closer, their hands everywhere-tugging my hair, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples until I screamed.