LOGINChapter 3: Group Pool Pounding The sun was high and blazing by early afternoon, turning the infinity pool into a glittering mirror. I was floating on my back in the warm water, completely naked, my body still tingling from everything they had done to me since sunrise. Diego, Alex, and Marcus swam around me like sharks circling their prey, their strong bodies cutting through the water with ease. Diego reached me first. He slid his arms under me and pulled me against his chest, kissing me slow and deep while the water lapped around us. “You’re glowing, princesa,” he murmured against my lips. “Looking more and more like our perfect little villa slut every hour.” Alex swam up behind me, pressing his hard body against my back. His thick cock nestled between my ass cheeks as he kissed my neck. “She’s addicted already. Can feel how wet she still is even in the pool.” Marcus floated in front of me, his hands sliding up my thighs until his fingers found my pussy. He pushed two fingers in
Chapter 2: Pool Seduction Deep I woke up the next morning tangled between three warm, muscular bodies in the massive king bed. Sunlight poured through the open glass doors, and the sound of waves crashing below mixed with the soft breathing of Diego, Alex, and Marcus. My body felt deliciously used. Cum had dried on my thighs and stomach. My pussy and ass were sore but still tingling. I had been fucked for hours last night — passed between them on the lounge chair, then again in this bed until I passed out from too many orgasms. Diego was the first to wake. He pulled me closer against his chest and kissed my forehead. “Morning, princesa,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep. “How does our little vacation slut feel today?” I blushed but smiled. “Sore… but happy.” Alex stirred on my other side and slid his hand between my legs, gently cupping my pussy. “Still wet,” he said with a grin. “Good. We’re not done with you yet.” Marcus, behind me, pressed his morning wood against my
Chapter 1: Solo Trip Turns Slutty I needed this trip more than I realized. After a brutal breakup and six months of nonstop work, I booked myself a luxury villa in Ibiza for two full weeks. Solo. No friends, no drama, just me, the sun, the ocean, and total freedom. I told myself I was going to relax, read books, swim, and finally learn how to be alone. That plan lasted exactly one day. The private villa was stunning — white walls, infinity pool overlooking the sea, a huge bedroom with glass doors that opened straight onto the terrace. On my second night, I decided to have a drink by the pool under the stars. I wore nothing but a tiny black bikini I’d bought on a whim, feeling bold and a little rebellious. I had just poured myself a glass of chilled white wine when I heard voices. Male voices. Deep. Laughing. Close. I sat up on the lounge chair, heart jumping. Three men appeared at the edge of the villa’s private gate, carrying bottles and a speaker. They were tall, tanned, and
Chapter 3: Team's Filthy Turns The next morning I arrived at the office at 6:45 AM, fifteen minutes early like a good little employee. My hands were shaking as I stepped out of the elevator. I was wearing the shortest black skirt I owned and a tight white blouse with no bra. No panties, just like Mr. Reynolds ordered. Every step made me feel the cool air against my bare, still-sensitive pussy. The entire executive floor was quiet. Most people wouldn’t arrive for another hour. Mr. Reynolds was waiting for me outside the main conference room. He looked me up and down slowly, a satisfied smirk on his face. “Good girl,” he said, voice low. “Turn around. Let me see.” I turned slowly, showing him my outfit. He stepped behind me, lifted my skirt, and ran his hand over my bare ass. “Perfect. No panties. Wet already?” “Yes, sir,” I whispered, cheeks burning. He chuckled and gave my ass a firm slap. “The full team is inside waiting for you. Today you’re not just the new senior coordina
Chapter 2: Bosses Pound First Mr. Reynolds didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He kept me spread wide open on my brand new desk, my back against the cool wood, legs hooked over his strong arms. His thick cock stretched me so deep I could feel him in my stomach with every thrust. The wet, filthy sound of him pounding my pussy filled the quiet office. “Fuck, she’s tight,” he groaned, hips snapping forward hard. “This promotion pussy is going to feel so good every single day.” I moaned loudly, my tits bouncing with every powerful stroke. My hands gripped the edge of the desk as he fucked me like he owned me — which, apparently, he now did. Mr. Carter stepped up beside us and grabbed my hair, turning my head toward him. His cock was already out, thick and veiny. “Open that pretty mouth, Elena. Bosses get first taste.” I opened wide and he pushed inside, sliding over my tongue until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged softly but he held my head in place and started fucking my
Chapter 1: "Bonus" Slut Offer I never expected a promotion to feel like this. It was Friday evening, well past 7 PM. Most of the office had already gone home, but I was still at my desk finishing the final quarterly report my boss had asked for. The promotion had come out of nowhere — from junior assistant to senior marketing coordinator with a fat raise and my own small office. I thought it was because of my hard work. I was wrong. A knock on my new office door made me look up. Mr. Reynolds, the CEO, stood there in his perfectly tailored suit, looking at me with a calm smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Elena,” he said, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. “Working late again? You really deserve that promotion, don’t you?” I smiled politely. “Thank you, sir. I just wanted to make sure everything was perfect before the weekend.” He walked around my desk slowly, stopping right beside my chair. His hand rested on the back of it, fingers brushing my shoulder. “You’ve







