lucy_anne21
A bit promiscuous
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I suppose it’s seemingly a bit out of the ordinary, and I’m not sure why I’m thinking of it, but lately my mind is occupied by this fantasy.
I’m attending an interview. (I won’t need to IRL, I have a job in my dad’s company when I finish Uni). There are six men on the panel. The conversation is going successfully, and one by one, the members leave until there are only two left.
Smiling, they tell me they want to show me the office and lead me from the conference suite through an adjoining door. On the other side is a large room, with a round bed in the centre. There is an audience sitting in tiered rows of seats facing the bed. There are monitors and camcorders showing the bed from different angles. The fellows who had left, are all standing there, naked and very visibly erect. The two men who brought me into the auditorium, strip me, and lay me on the bed. All of the men take it in turns to have me, while the congregation watches, getting close-up views from the camcorders on the monitors.
I become almost delirious from the persistent and attentive sexual activity. However, I can hear people on the rows of seats, sighing, moaning, and from time to time, I can see them enjoying oral sex, fingering, and other intimate practices together. One or two of the men come down and join in.
After a long period of time, it’s over, leaving me weak-kneed and soaking wet, yet full, warm and completely satiated. The interviewers clean me down, gently and tenderly, wiping the body fluids from my legs and belly. Then helping me to redress as the people quietly leave.
The panel members all shake my hand, and the leader speaks to me.
“Congratulations. You’ve been successful, and we’d like to offer you the position.”
I haven’t thought it through any further that that, but I’m sure the rest will come to my mind over time.
Lucy xxx
I’m attending an interview. (I won’t need to IRL, I have a job in my dad’s company when I finish Uni). There are six men on the panel. The conversation is going successfully, and one by one, the members leave until there are only two left.
Smiling, they tell me they want to show me the office and lead me from the conference suite through an adjoining door. On the other side is a large room, with a round bed in the centre. There is an audience sitting in tiered rows of seats facing the bed. There are monitors and camcorders showing the bed from different angles. The fellows who had left, are all standing there, naked and very visibly erect. The two men who brought me into the auditorium, strip me, and lay me on the bed. All of the men take it in turns to have me, while the congregation watches, getting close-up views from the camcorders on the monitors.
I become almost delirious from the persistent and attentive sexual activity. However, I can hear people on the rows of seats, sighing, moaning, and from time to time, I can see them enjoying oral sex, fingering, and other intimate practices together. One or two of the men come down and join in.
After a long period of time, it’s over, leaving me weak-kneed and soaking wet, yet full, warm and completely satiated. The interviewers clean me down, gently and tenderly, wiping the body fluids from my legs and belly. Then helping me to redress as the people quietly leave.
The panel members all shake my hand, and the leader speaks to me.
“Congratulations. You’ve been successful, and we’d like to offer you the position.”
I haven’t thought it through any further that that, but I’m sure the rest will come to my mind over time.
Lucy xxx
