Lunch is Served

Clothes begin being torn off and the bare naked bodies were to be feasts for John’s eyes. All while chairs were pushed into the corner to give proper space for the main event.

Every single person assembled before John was undressed in seconds. All with no prying eyes. The stage was set for this room to be a carnal carnival. Sarah joined the mass of naked female bodies.

“Laura I must say, I wasn’t expecting to get fucked by HR and Legal in this specific way.”

A crude joke, but to Laura, it just represented how comfortable John was with her now. All her bodies let out a chuckle.

Sarah piped up. “Would you like us to undress you?

“Or are you gonna do it?” Said Clarissa.

“My body is yours. Please treat me well. Undress me at will.” John extended his arms and legs and waiting for the tide of bodies to flood over him.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Said another of the bodies, Regina who was a member of the legal department in her early 40s.

The 11 total bodies, a few of which John didn’t know their names even, walked and surrounded John, chests flapping and jostling from the steps. Immediately, a multitude of hands grabbed all around John’s work clothing and start unbuttoning, unzipping, taking off and stripping him of all his protections.

John was naked in mere seconds once the coordinated horde was focused on him. Despite how much foreplay Laura had done for him, John was worried. “I don’t think I can do all 11 of you in here at once.”

Carrie, a taller athletic woman who ran HR took an additional step and spoke in a sultry tone.

“Don’t worry, you won’t have to, this is a full orgy. Fucking, fingering, sucking, eating, scissoring - it’s all on the menu for you to participate or witness. When we’re done, every body here should be a sweaty ragged mess, and the floor stained with our depravity. Enjoy!”

With that final word, the orgy commences. Half of the woman, including Frieda and Molly that John experienced earlier, start groping and fingering each other.

Sarah and Clarissa began scissoring on the floor. John and Carrie lock in for a passionate kiss with tongue, while Carrie caresses John’s recharged dick with her athletic hands.

Laura pushes words out of everyone’s mouth to contribute to a single 11 word sentence, starting with Regina and ending with Sarah. “Love me John. Love all of me. It’s all for you.”

John is rock hard and breaks the kiss, turning Carrie around to stick his rock hard cock into her slick and wanting pussy.

“Take all of me then. Covet this cock. All those porn brained emails talking about it. Enjoy it in your pussy!”

John is relentlessly charging it in and out, no mercy for a body of the hive mind. Another body, Patricia, an above weight woman with insane tits from the legal team, plays with her chest for John to see. A woman he doesn’t know begins sucking on the breasts too.

With so many others, it doesn’t matter how many women he ruins. His hands grasp at and squeeze Carrie’s tits. Meanwhile, the writhing mass of fingering and scissoring melds together. A giant pile of lesbian sex. Multiple of the bodies involved climax one after another but just keep going. Somehow, the whole mass leaving a person sized gap for when John wants to join in.

John busts in Carrie’s tight athletic slit with a yell and throws her to the side without a second thought. With animalistic pleasure and fervor, he leaps into the mound, into the open spot Laura left for him to take.

But he quickly apologizes. “Sorry Laura, I got carried away, is Carrie ok?”

“Yea she’s fine, didn’t even hit anything. Your cum is leaking out of her so much it’s staining the carpet. Don’t worry about it.” Carrie snaps her fingers on the floor and then the mound moves as one.

The pleasure of the next second is incredible. Sarah sucks his dick with her young mouth, Clarissa lets John rest his head on her boobs, Frieda sits on his face with her massive ass, Regina is sucking on John’s bare toes and feet. Molly, Patricia, and Carrie are poking and prodding at his skinny chest and belly, licking his earlobes, and giving him love bites on his arms.

Finally all the bodies John didn’t even know the names of sit on the sidelines giving encouragement and talking dirty for him to hear. Laura likes making sure every body has a role, and John loves it too.

“Fuck these bitches John.”

“Cum all over them.”

“Make sure to enjoy every bit of this.”

“The facesitting to the sucking.”

“I carefully constructed this for you. Ravage them.”

So many voices and bodies, John can’t even tell who is speaking beyond the fact that it’s Laura.

It’s a cavalcade of sensation that no person could ever be prepared for. John has no choice but to give in and cum his brains out in Sarah’s mouth. Her young virgin mouth holds and sucks up every drop before swallowing it down.

“Great protein for a growing body, don’t you think John?” Sarah says triumphant with a couple drops on her lips.

The orgy comes to a close with all bodies covered in sweat and the smell of sex pervading the conference room. John wonders how on earth this will be hushed under the rug. All the moaning, yelling, and screaming apparently didn’t attract any attention.

All the bodies slowly pick themselves up and sit at the table, still completely naked to do the thing the meeting was technically for - eating lunch.

John sees every member of HR, legal, and him have a sandwich to eat, but none for Sarah.“You didn’t get anything for Sarah?” It’s directed at really any of the bodies.

“John, my lunch was your cum, silly.” Sarah slaps John playfully on the back. “And it was delicious.”

Clarissa then speaks. “Best sandwiches in town. I should know, I made them all in the kitchen. I own the store, and I brought them here as the delivery driver.”

Frieda adds. “It’s easy to run a business when you can directly control the supply chain, employees, and clientele without a word. And the health inspectors. John, this is truly farm to table created by me for you.”

To nobody in particular, John is appreciative. “Laura, thank you. It’s delicious.”

The food is eaten and the bodies slowly dress back up as normal.

Molly glances at the clock. “Wow, an hour and a half. Little long for a lunch, don’t ya think? Good thing nobody will care.”

The bodies disperse back to their departments and John returns to his desk, Sarah in tow. John gets a few looks from some male coworkers he doesn’t know too well, they have no idea what exactly happened, but still some thoughts are had and some rumors spread.

The rest of the day passes without incident and by 5pm, the building is cleared out. Sarah is still doting on John for his every need, for water, or a new writing utensil, printer paper, and anything else. She leans forward, hand in hand under her chin and speaks up.

“So… what’d you think of lunch?”

“It was excellent. You gave me one hell of an experience. Is Felicia coming soon? And what about Sarah?”

“Felicia is leaving her office right now. She’ll be here in 30 seconds. As for Sarah, she lives with a couple other interns in a townhouse. Can you take a guess if they’re male or female?” Sarah smirks at John.

“Ok so they’re you too. Why does that matter?”

“Because I’m tagging along. Sarah is to be your maid and personal fucktoy. And the roommates won’t care because I am them. She’s now your slave for all intents and purposes.” Sarah closes her eyes and puts her hands on her hips, expecting praise and thanks from John.

“My slave? But I don’t want a slave, I just want you.” John worries a little that he’s put forth a need to dominate over women.

“John I’m just saying that word. She’s still me. Anything she does is because I wanted to do it. Relax. I’m every female dominant or submissive, every female world leader, every female soldier and police officer, and every other female authority figure. I know what a harmful power dynamic is and I assure you, you’ve done nothing wrong. Please stop doubting yourself so much.” Sarah almost seems annoyed at John’s insistence to put limits on himself.

Felicia walks into view as Sarah conducts the monologue to assuage John’s worries.

“Ok stud and fucktoy, come with me. My daughters are at home and they want to meet their new daddy.” Felicia’s face has a tacky grin on it.

“You really will say anything, will you.” John is slightly unimpressed.

“Obviously. Follow me out to my car.”

The group of three exit the building past Gladys. She stand up and says “Be a dear and ravage those college whores John! Have a good evening!” She sits back down as the group leaves.